Three’s Not a Crowd - Joel Miller x Reader x Tess Servopoulos
A/N: More just straight-up smut. Toy use and D/S dynamics I suppose? Y’all are welcome. I love my apocalypse power couple.
Tess and Joel’s relationship was one that was questioned by many. Most clients thought they were romantically involved, most other smugglers decided it was one of survival, and some behind the city walls thought it was pure sexual utility. None of them ever got it right, not that they were always entirely wrong, either. The apocalypse kind of ruined the dating scene, anyway. It didn’t make it any less fun when both were interested in you. It did make it a lot more dangerous having to keep track of extra smugglers in a trio, as opposed to a duo, but we usually got by.
We had each gone to disperse our findings from the last trip. Me, the community center. Joel, the barracks. Tess, the black market. I not only got paid in the agreed upon fabric bundles for medicine, but a homemade pie. I returned to the dirty, dingy, secluded apartment seemingly right after Joel. As soon as I opened the door, I saw him at the table still de-constructing his gear belt. Guns and ammunition and pills and empty dime bags and ration cards were spilling out all over the little round table.
“How’d it go?” I asked.
The older man hummed gruffly. “Almost got stiffed. We gotta be careful selling to these FEDRA assholes.”
“I told you to come with me.” Tess’s voice rang from the other room, and she stepped out to stand in the doorway from the bathroom. “Oh, you’re back. Great timing.”
I was a little suspicious of the woman’s arched brow. “Yeah, got us a pie from Ms. Tillie and her friends.”
I dropped the lukewarm aluminum foil pan on the table in front of Joel, between all the weapons and drugs.
“The fabrics?” Joel looked up at me expectantly.
I dropped my backpack on the ground loudly. The heavy thump gave away enough of an answer.
“Good.” Tess began turning back to the bathroom. I was still suspicious. “I got paid a little extra today, too. I think you might like it.”
The suggesting tone in Tess’s voice had both Joel and I intrigued. We stared at each other as she disappeared behind the bathroom door, then reappeared again with a device in her hand. My jaw dropped open.
Large, pitch-black, seven-inch long, silicone dildo attached to long black straps with buckles. Tess dangled the harness from her hand like she was showing off a trophy she won at a contest. It was certainly big enough to be a trophy.
“I know damn well that’s not for me,” Joel quipped from his chair.
The smile on the greying-haired woman’s face was growing. “Of course. Nothing could ever measure up to you. I was moreso thinking of the other night,” Tess passed Joel and approached me closer. Her free hand gently held my jaw. “When I had you squirming under my fingers while you were choking on him,” her voice was low, now, soft. “When this deal came up, I couldn’t pass up on the opportunity to let us both destroy you.”
Her nimble fingers were pressing a little tighter to the very bottom of my face. I swallowed hard. Tess hummed, then turned back to Joel, whose cheeks were about as pink as mine. “What do you think?”
Joel took a deep sigh, leaning back in his chair with crossed arms as he stared up at me for a moment. “I think I want to see that pretty little mouth full.”
I couldn’t pull my focus from the contemplative smile Tess had as she gazed back down at me. Her hand tilted my head ever so slightly as her eyes traveled my face and neck. Her voice became a whisper. “Let us turn you into our toy.”
My eyed widened slightly, and swallowed again. I could barely squeak out a “Yes, please.”
Tess’s smirk became an ear-to-ear amused smile. “Good girl. Strip and face the wall on the bed.”
I didn’t argue, I walked the distance across the long, shabby studio apartment where the full-size bed lay. My clothes were on the floor in milliseconds. The mattress creaked under my knees, and I sat wordlessly in a W-position facing a cream-colored wall.
“You’re up, Texas. Give me a couple minutes, sweetheart, I haven’t done this in over a decade. You two put on a show for me while I get this ready.”
Joel came into my peripheral vision- shirtless, jeans low on his prominent hips. He had a little bit of a grin hidden by his thick, greying beard as he sat down in front of me – never breaking eye contact. He leaned his back against the wall with a pillow as he said, “I haven’t gotten to ask how your day went.”
I smiled a little as I leaned forward on my arms. “It was okay, but it’s about to get a lot better.”
Joel might not have been as initiative as Tess, but he was certainly more… manhandle-y. As he leaned in to close the gap between our faces, his hand reached the hair at the back of my head. I had to choose between leaning back into his palm or forward into a kiss. “Oh, I bet it is.”
The husky man’s lips were dry, but soft. They had the same rhythm as mine, reaching and begging my mouth for more. I almost had to stop a little whine just from the way he guided my head farther against his with the hand in my hair. My arms stepped forward more into the kissing, resting on each side of his hips. His rough jeans brushed against my wrists.
Joel gently pulled my hair back. He looked directly into my eyes from only inches away. “Are you gonna take me like a good girl?”
Now was my turn barely show off my top teeth, my smile a little more mischievous. I wasn’t quite sure yet. “I guess you’ll have to find out.”
Instead of leaning back into the kiss, my head dipped into his neck, tongue drawing a firm and gentle line up the side. Teeth grazed the soft skin just below his beard, right between the corner of his jaw and neck. My hands began feeling down his front pockets. Joel’s hand tightened in my hair with a quiet sigh.
I couldn’t help tracking my tongue further down his deliciously-sculpted torso, scraping my teeth gently and nipping at his collarbone, chest, ribs, then down to his hips. I bit down more on the thick skin just above his hip bone. Joel cried out a little. “Ah!” He flinched. His hand instinctively pulled my hair a little. “Fucking brat.”
I suppressed a soft laugh and stared up at him with a smile. I placed a gentle kiss where I had bitten his hip and brushed my palms more intentionally up and down his thighs. My fingers slid under his waistband, knuckles dragging across sensitive skin.
“Stop playing with me,” Joel warned. “Tess might be busy, but not too busy to help me push you all the way to the bottom.”
“You promise?” I popped the metal button and yanked the zipper down. I was already palming over the hard rod swept to the side, up the little part of boxer showing from his open fly, then tracing the fuzzy hairs decorating the line up his stomach. I could hear a heavy breath from Joel as his hand tightened in my hair. My tongue tracked the skin running right above his boxers. I started pulling down, and Joel was fast to help push off the jeans and spring out.
My tongue dragged up his long, twitching cock. Joel’s fingers were pressing harder to the back of my head. I pressed a kiss to his soft head and began to suck on the tip while dragging my tongue around in circles. Joel let off a frustrated moan. His hand was tangling my hair, and I felt the bed dip down under Tess’s knees behind me. While my mouth was filling slowly with Joel, her fingers gently traced from my clit up my folds. I leaned back a little in my cat pose to physically ask for more touch.
“You’re already so wet,” she stated simply. “I hope you can take all of this.”
As my lips were falling farther down Joel’s dick, Tess was pressing her fingers harder against my pussy, slowly rubbing up and down. I whimpered a little and rocked back and forth for more friction. Her fingertips tickled my clit, but my hips still wiggled around for more. My mouth nearly reached Joel’s pelvis, lips reaching to encapsulate him entirely. Tess’s nimble fingers were slowly sliding into me. I moaned softly around Joel, and felt him vibrate against my cheeks.
“That’s a good girl,” Tess praised. I felt her hand just below Joel’s on my head. “I know you can take him.”
The man in my mouth tightened his grip on my hair. “Is that what you want? You want to show Tess how well you can take me?”
I hummed around Joel, slowly moving up and down. With each stroke, I moved a tiny bit farther down. I felt Tess’s hand on the back of my head putting the gentlest of pressure, and she began matching them rhythm with her two fingers moving in and out of me. I couldn’t help but whine again to the reeling feeling of her massaging my insides. Tess gripped my hair, pushing me all the way down until I felt Joel’s tip curling down my throat, and stretched out her fingers inside me. I felt her knuckles rubbing between my legs as her fingertips stroked the spot inside me that made my back arch into the bed and juices drip across her hands.
“Do you want more?”
I hummed with a full mouth, picking up more speed. My throat spasmed and tried to gag, but I endured and swallowed as much of Joel as he could while he was groaning and breathing heavily. My hips wiggled around when Tess withdrew her fingers. It was only a moment before I felt the larger round end of the silicone strap grazing my entrance. Encouraged, I sucked in and bobbed my head harder against Joel. Tess was beginning to press just barely past my folds. I whined for more as Joel was letting out a heavy, guttural sigh.
“Just like that, sweetheart,” he grumbled, pushing my head down harder.
Tess’s toy was big. Joel was big, but this thing was enormous big. The tip already had me catching my breath as it stretched me wide, and Tess was slow to push all the way in. She didn’t even have to start moving for me to let out another soft moan around Joel, trying to get my bearings as I nearly choked on him while getting filled up from behind. Soft hands grabbed my ass and pulled me in closer, and it was like all my insides were stretching out. Spit was falling from the seal my mouth had on Joel’s dick, nearly choking me more. I bore down and kept bobbing my head with his tip rubbing against my throat. Each slow stroke Tess was making with her hips had me almost come unfolded. I couldn’t stop the little whines and moans that soaked into Joel, complimenting his deep groans and growls.
“Just like that, right there.” His tone was dark, airy, and out of focus. “You’re taking us both so well, are you going to swallow like a good girl?”
I tried to hum as I was still quickly sucking up, down, up, down, and swirling my tongue on each side of his dick. It came out more of a mesh of whines and moans and whimpers. I rocked back and forth in rhythm with Tess’s strokes. I had to spread my legs more to let the strap stretch me more comfortably. The angle pushed me down farther to the base of Joel’s dick. Saliva and sweat was beginning to collect on his pelvis. One hand was gently fingering and massaging his balls while the other gripped his thigh. I could feel the tightening grip on my hair preparing me.
Hot liquid barely hit the back of my mouth. Joel was twitching everywhere between my lips as he groaned more openly. I let him press my head farther against his dick as cum shot down the back of my tongue. I could still feel Tess slowly pounding into me. My knees were trembling hard on the bed.
Joel’s grip was softening in my hair, which was now probably tangled to hell and back. As he was slowly pulling out of my mouth, the only thing I could focus on was the heavy pressure from behind. It hurt slightly, but felt so fucking good. Another tiny moan came out of my lips, this time not blocked by Joel’s dick. While Tess still kept bottoming out and stretching me with each thrust, Joel’s hand gently grasped my jaw and tilted my head up. I whined as he led my head up, angling me more and more directly against the dick inside me. I tried to suppress my whimpers as Joel moved up forward, still grabbing my face. He looked into my eyes with a chuckle, and pulled me up more so I’d have to rest my hands on the bed. I couldn’t focus my vision or make a straight face with the intense pounding into me. I could, however, see that dirty smile on his face. He kept a hand holding my head up by my chin while he sat directly in front of me. “That’s it, I want to see you fall apart. Is Tess making you feel good?”
I could barely give a pathetic nod with the bounces. I cried out softly. “Mhm. Yes, yes you feel so good. Please, please don’t stop.”
“So whiny today,” Tess remarked. Her hands kept pulling my ass in closer to the base of her strap-on. “I think you needed this, didn’t you?”
I hummed pathetically again, leaning my face into Joel’s hand. He pressed a rough kiss to me. I leaned my head up enough to kiss him back hard, reaching one hand over his bare hip to get a better bearing on the bed. On all fours, my back was arched down for Tess like the world’s biggest slut as she stretched me hard, and picking up speed. Joel leaned forward, holding me as Tess pounded into me. I let out another whine, leaning up against Joel’s chest. He was soft, but sturdy with his chest keeping me up, my hands on the bed on either side of his ass, one of his hands on my back, and the other reaching over to grab my butt. My chin rested on Joel’s shoulder.
“Please,” I moaned out meaningless words. “Please, please don’t stop.”
It was like the attention as overwhelming. I was surrounded by hands and pleasure filling my stomach, and I didn’t want it to ever stop. Joel was holding me tight against his chest while Tess pulled me closer against her huge dildo. A wonderful tingling, swirling, pressure was dancing in my stomach. There was nothing I could do about all the juices I felt expelling from me, all over Tess’s new toy.
It wasn’t long before my whiny moans and whimpers turned into elongated, airy cries out in pleasure. My body gave out, I felt like I was astral projecting. I could feel all the pleasure of Tess and Joel pressing against me and yet nothing at the same time. My body became like a vessel of gratification, able to focus on nothing but the incredible waves washing over me straight from my core. One hand gripped Joel’s back, the other still on the bed. Tess was beginning to slow down as I tried to catch my breath- or breathe at all. Heavy sighs were filling the room as I leaned almost entirely on Joel. He held me up with gentle bites on my neck and hands all over my sides. I put a shaky hand over Tess’s on my hip.
“Now, what do you say?” Tess coaxed.
“Thank you,” I breathed out. “Thank you.”