just like this, here for the night.
~summary: a drunken confession that you want the two of them at the same time, leads to them showing up at your door weeks later
~tags/warnings: cm punk x reader x la knight, smut, p n v, oral (f receiving), face riding, mentions of drinking, taking two at the same time (technically double penetration), slight slow burn, cream pies
~credit: all pictures from pinterest & header by me
(not entirely proofread.)
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a dimly lit bar, the low hum of music, the burn of whiskey on your tongue. the roster scattered across tables, everyone relaxed and loose.
you were sandwiched between knight's lazy sprawl and punk's quiet but sharp presence when the conversation took a turn toward "bucket list" scenarios.
maybe the liquor loosened your tongue a little too much, because then you said it.
"i mean why choose when i could have you both?"
you thought it would get a laugh, a teasing comment, but punk's head tilted, eyes narrowing slightly in thought, while knight's grin took on a sharper edge.
"at the same time?" he murmured, voice low enough that only you and knight could hear.
knight leaned in, grin lazy, eyes glinting. "now that's interestin. girl knows what she wants."
punk's brows rose, his lips quirking into a knowing smirk that always made your stomach tighten.
the moment passed. the night went on. every so often, you caught them watching you, they didn't press further, didn't make it awkward, but they didn't let you off the hook, either.
two weeks passed. you had nearly convinced yourself, it was forgotten about.
until a knock on your door.
you found both of them standing there. leaning against the doorframe like they owned it. no words spoken, you stand there eyes flickering between the two men.
"you busy?" punk asked. it wasn't casual, there was an unreadable weight behind it.
knight's grin was back, slow and deliberate. "we've been talkin bout what you said."
your heart kicked against your ribs and your mouth went dry. "that was- I mean, I was drunk-"
"drunk don't mean you didn't mean it," knight cut in smoothly, stepping closer so his shoulder brushed the doorframe right beside your head. "you still mean it?"
punk's eyes never left yours.
"because if you do, sweetheart, now's your chance to say so."
the air between the three of you felt thick and charged with something you couldn't quite name.
the smell of their cologne, the heat radiating off of them, just close enough to make your breath hitch.
you didn't answer right away.
maybe because your brain was still catching up.
maybe because both of them standing there felt like too much to process at once.
your voice came out softer than you intended.
knight's grin deepened, slow and sure. "knew it."
punk's lips curved faintly, not a smile, but a promise.
"then let us in," punk said.
you stepped back, your pulse thudding in your ears as they crossed the threshold. knight moved first, brushing past you with the barest touch of his arm against yours, a flash of heat that lingered even after he was across the room. punk followed, quieter, but his hand skimmed your lower back as he passed, light and deliberate.
"here's the thing," knight started, turning to face you, his voice was smooth, but his eyes told a different story. "you can't just say somethin like that and think we'll forget it."
punk leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching you with a steadiness that felt heavier than knight's looming presence.
"we gave you time," he said, "couple weeks to think it over. made sure it wasn't just the whiskey talking."
"and here we are," knight added, his grin still in place. "you said you meant it, so now we see if you can handle it."
the room felt warmer now, the air thick with something unspoken.
punk's gaze flicked briefly to knight, some silent exchange passing between them, before he stepped forward, just closing the distance until you could feel the heat radiating off him. his hand came up to tilt your chin ever so slightly, keeping your eyes on his.
"you're sure about this?" he asked quietly, like he wanted to give you one last chance to back out.
knight's voice was low in your ear. "better buckle up, darlin'. you got our attention now."
knight circling you like a predator sizing up his prey, punk watching every reaction like he was memorizing them.
the space between you seemed to shrink without anyone moving much at all. punk's eyes never left yours, while knight's presence at your back kept you rooted in place, every nerve on high alert.
punk's thumb brushed the line of your jaw. "we're not gonna rush this."
knight's hand settled at your hip, "not even close."
you were caught, not just between them physically, but in the push and pull of their energy, the way one was cool precision and the other was raw heat.
this wasn't just going to be about giving you what you asked for.
they were going to make you feel it.
knight's hand on your hip didn't move right away, stayed there, warm and solid, a steady reminder of how close he was. punk didn't bother with stillness, his fingers traced the line of your jaw, trailing down the side of your neck until his thumb rested against the rapid beat of your pulse.
"she's already wound up." he murmured, eyes glinting.
knight chuckles low in your ear. "she's been wound up for weeks, ain't that right, darlin?"
your throat felt tight when you tried to answer, that was the only answer they needed.
punk stepped just a little closer, his presence filling the space in front of you, while knight shifted his stance at your back, the solid heat of him pressing you forward an inch. the air between all three of you tightened, the smallest movements amplified.
"here's the thing, we're not here to give you exactly what you asked for. we're here to give you more than you thought you wanted." knight said in a low, hushed voice.
punk's smirk deepened. "and you're gonna take it."
it was almost dizzying, the way they worked without speaking, punk catching your gaze and holding it while knight's fingers skimmed a slow, deliberate path along your side, up to the curve of your ribs, then back down again.
you shifted slightly, instinctively chasing one of them, but it didn't matter which.
"see," punk said, voice low, "this is why we didn't rush. i like watching you try to decide who to lean into."
knight's grin was audible. "spoiler, sweetheart, doesn't matter, we'll both catch you."
the teasing wasn't mindless, it was deliberate, like they were slowly mapping out every reaction, learning exactly how far they could take you before you'd beg them to close the gap entirely.
the truth was, they could've kept you there forever. trapped in that perfect space where every nerve was alive.
then they switched, punk's heat at your back, knight in front. so smoothly you almost didn't register the change until knight's hand tipped your chin up, his grin the last thing you saw before his mouth claimed yours.
punk's palm slid along your hip, his voice a quiet rumble near your ear. "now we start."
the shift in the room was instant. next was heat and movement and the overwhelming sense that they'd both been waiting for this as much as you had.
as knight's kiss deepened and punk's hand tipped your head back toward him, you knew it all was only just beginning.
knight pulled back just enough to watch your face, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "you're feelin' this, aren't you? the way we're making you ours?"
you nodded, breathless and overwhelmed, the heat pooling low and steady inside you.
knight tilted your chin up with one finger, his grin still there but softer now, more dangerous. "y'know, when you said you wanted both of us, you didn't tell us which one you wanted leadin'."
your breath caught. "do I have to choose?"
punk's laugh was low, dark, and way too amused. "no, but you're gonna learn that we don't exactly fight for turns, either."
that thought, them working together, hit you harder than it should have.
punk must have seen it in your face, because he stepped in again, close enough that his shoulder brushed knight's as he reached past you.
his hands slid upward, fingers brushing the sensitive skin beneath your shirt, his touch feather-light but igniting sparks wherever he passed.
punk's lips hovered near your ear, his breath warm and slow. "every little reaction from you, it's like a promise. you want this as much as we do."
knight's mouth curved into a slow, wicked smile as he leaned forward, brushing the other shell of your ear with his lips. "we're gonna savor every second. no rush. just you and us"
your heart thundered between their touches, every breath caught somewhere between anticipation and surrender.
punk's hand slid gently to your jaw, tilting your face toward him before he kissed the corner of your mouth, slow, teasing, as if daring you to want more. knight's lips found your neck, kissing and nipping in a slow rhythm that made you tremble.
the space between each touch was electric, every brush of skin setting off a cascade of shivers.
"tell us what you want," punk whispered, his voice thick with promise. "we want to hear it from you."
knight's fingers traced light, deliberate lines down your sides, drawing your attention to the sensation without overwhelming it. "you don't have to be shy, darlin."
you swallowed hard, your voice barely a breath. "want both of you."
they smiled, dark and satisfied.
knight's voice was low and direct, "you're ours tonight."
punk's fingers traced a line up your side, "we'll take care of you."
punk's fingers curled into your hair while knight's hands slid beneath your shirt, their touch firm and purposeful.
"we're gonna make sure you feel everything," punk promised, voice rough with desire.
punk's hands moved confidently, sliding under your shirt without hesitation. knight's palms pressed firmly against your back, pulling you close.
fingers pressing firmly against your skin, as knight's hands moved to your hips, gripping with steady confidence.
they move to look at each other, sharing a glance. punk back away slightly, taking off his hoodie and sweats.
knight goes to remove your shirt and slowing sliding down your shorts, before taking his shirt and sweats off his own body.
punk walked over to the bed and laying down.
"come here sweetheart, wanna taste you."
your whole body heats up. slowing walking over and climbing over his chest, to move above his face, hovering. his tattooed hands sliding you panties to the side. grabbing your thighs and pulling you down.
your hands latch to the headboard to brace yourself. his tongue licking through your folds, slowly. moving to your clit, slightly sucking on it. teasing.
causing you to whine and move your hips. then you hear a voice
"why done you just ride his face darlin. here let me help."
knight moves over kneeling in front of you, between you and the headboard. his hands latch to your hips, moving them slowing, grinding you down on punk's face. earning a muffled groan from punk.
he helps grinds your hips, as punk's tongue starts moving faster, causing you to moan.
once knight see you taking over, he slides his hand into his boxers, pulling out his dick.
you watched him spreading the precum over his shaft, you couldn't help, but keep your eyes on him.
knight slides his hand up and down his shaft, watching you ride punk's face. your hands now using his shoulders to brace yourself, slide down his chest, meeting his hand at the bottom of his shaft.
"let me return the favor." you moan out.
your hands take over sliding and twisting up his shaft, matching the pace that you were riding punk's face.
his tip red with precum leaking out, you knew he was close. the way his abdomen was tightening and his head was back.
punk then starts sucking your clit, catching you by surprise as you feel that coil tightening in your own stomach.
"oh i'm close, so close."
"yeah, you gonna make a mess all over punker's face?"
before you could respond, you lower your head and take his tip into your mouth. sliding your tongue over the tip and around the head.
"oh darlin, you want me to cum in your mouth? imma need you to cum first, come on, make a mess."
the slight effect his words had on you and punk sucking your clit, caused you cum. you came shaking and moan around knights dick.
not even a word was said before knight's cum was shot into your mouth.
as soon as both of you were coming down from your high, punk is picking you up, laying you down.
"you wanted both of us, well you're gonna take both of us, sweetheart." punk whispered in your ear.
punk ditched the boxers as knight and him get in between your legs. knight lifts a leg and peppers kisses from your ankle down your thigh.
"gonna start slow, you let us know if you wanna stop, yeah?"
all you could do is nod. no words could be formed whatsoever.
knight slides his tip into first, just barley there. not long after, punk does the same. stretching you way more than you're used too.
"look at you sweetheart, taking both of us so well."
all you you muster up was "more."
"darlin needs more? wanna be stretched some more?" knight grabs that same leg and slides it on his shoulder.
punk slides his hand around and circled his thumb on your clit. then you feel it, knight slides all the way in, fully buried inside you.
punk is next to slide in, both men's tips brushing the hilt. all you could do is moan out "move p-please move."
not even a word is spoken, they both start sliding out and then back in. slowly creating the perfect pace as you feel the tightness build up again inside you.
almost as if they could tell.
"we're close too, sweetheart."
"gonna cum all in this. gonna be leaking our cum for days."
that did it. your body shaking and thighs twitching, letting out the deepest moan of your life. all before you feel one cum and then the other cum.
filling you so full of cum. you could feel in dripping out of you before they could even pull out.
punk is the first to slide out, moving to your side and kissing you.
then there's knight, sliding out and laying your leg lay down on the mattress. kissing his way up and laying on the other side of your body.
both men lay there, covers over them watching you slowly fall asleep.
