series summary : when fionna brings you home one night the gallaghers are unsure of how to react, however, if there is one thing they are sure of, it is how much they each want a turn with you.
series warning : this series is going to contain extremely explicit and smutty content and is quite literally the most shameless thing you may ever read. this series is mainly going to consist of smut and content discussing poly relationships.
pairing : lip gallagher x fem!reader
warnings : swearing, arguing, mentions of prostitution, mentions of sex trafficking and sex slavery, mentions of drinking, mentions of homelessness, agression, smut, penetrative sex, degradation, physical violence, dumbification, dirty talk, praise kink, domination, spanking, and mocking.
12:05 pm (y/n’s perspective)
“fionna what the fuck!” a loud male voice boomed in my ears.
“would you please just let me explain!” another voice screamed back at the first. this one was female.
“no fionna! what the fuck is wrong with you! you can’t just be bringing illegal prostitutes home with you! ok? we barely have enough food to last us the rest of the week and now you wanna feed another person?!”
“what did you want me to do? did you want me to leave her to be sold into sex slavery!”
“i don’t know fionna, but it’s not my fucking problem, ok?! jesus christ.”
the two voices continued to yell back and forth at one another as the room slowly came into focus.
i was laying on an old beaten up sofa in a small living room that was filled with an assortment of loose papers, clothes, and junk.
“look, all i’m asking for is a few hours, ok? thats it! just stay with her until i get back from my shift, and then you don’t have to worry about it anymore.” the female voice stated calmly.
i looked to my left and saw a small entrance to what i assumed was the kitchen.
“fionna i have a quantum physics essay to write and i cant do that if i have to babysit a 19 year old prostitute that you brought home while drunk!” the male voice screamed.
“lip, we need the money from my shift at patsey’s. just work on your essay here. i seriously need to go.” the female voice hurriedly replied.
“make sure she doesn’t have anything else to drink!” the voice spoke up again, and within seconds the sound of a door slamming echoed throughout the house.
as i swung my legs over the side of the couch i felt the entire room slowly start to spin, and i grasped at my head in agony.
“fuck.” i murmered quietly under my breath.
i tried my best to stand up straight and slowly walked towards the kitchen.
as i reached the entrance to the kitchen i peered through the open archway to see a man who appeared to be around 19 or 20 years old sitting at a wooden dining table in front of an old laptop typing at a rapid rate.
“oh. you’re awake.” he said, and slowly turned to look up at me.
“where am i?” i asked quietly, with a slight shake to my voice.
“south side of chicago.” he stated plainly. “my idiot sister bought you off of your pimp last night so now she’s made you my problem.”
“oh.” i said softly. it was obvious he didn’t want me here and he continued to look up at me from his seat with a firm look of disapproval.
“why don’t you take a seat and sit tight while i finish this paper. once i’m done we can walk down to the nearest homeless shelter and get you some lunch before i take off to my advanced mathematics class.” he announced firmly. it was clear he wasn’t looking for any push back.
“ok.” i said quietly as i sat down in a wooden chair across from him.
i dreaded the thought of staying in a homeless shelter, but it was obvious i didn’t really have much of a choice.
“so whats your paper on?” i asked shyly, trying to start a conversation.
“nothing you’d understand.” he said without looking up.
“can you show me?” i replied, while standing up and slowly walking to the other side of the table.
“i don’t have time to show you! ok?! i told you to sit down and be quiet while i work on this. now if you could shut the fuck up that would be appreciated.” he lashed out aggressively.
“i’m sorry…” i whispered as i took a step forward and reached out to stroke his hair.
as my hand came in contact with the ends of his hair his right hand suddenly grasped mine and pulled mw towards him aggressively, causing my entire body to jolt.
“i told you to sit down and shut the fuck up.” he whispered harshly as he grabbed my waist and sat me on his lap.
“you cant even follow simple fucking instructions.” he hissed as he began to type on his computer again.
realising that i had pushed him far enough i decided to sit on his lap quietly as he finished his paper.
i watched as his long nimble fingers typed quickly on the keyboard and slowly let myself get distracted by his arms and his waist and how his body was incasing mine as he furiously typed.
slowly i shifted on his lap, attempting to get more comfortable, but immediately felt a slight buldge form quickly underneath me.
“you stupid slut.” he muttered under his breath.
my cheeks grew hot at his words as his hands flew to his belt and immediately started stripping his jeans off.
“i’m sorry… it was an accident.” i squeaked, trying to keep my composer.
“ohh i’m sure it was.” he said sarcastically before looking down at his lap and slowly started stroking himself.
“come here baby.” he said gently as he helped me up in order to hover over his erection.
only now did i realise that i didn’t have any panties on and was still wearing my short, black, strapless dress from the night club last night. the dress seemed to be covered in dried cum and stale beer, but still showcased my tits perfectly and was short enough to see the bottom half of my ass.
“its ok, i got you.” phillip coaxed soothingly as he started to gently lower me onto his dick.
“mhmm” i moaned as i felt him slip easily through my wet folds.
“this is how wet you are? huh? you’re this wet just from sitting here on my lap? holy fuck you’re a slut.” phillip whispered in my ear.
he slowly started to bounce me up and down while thrusting his hips into my ass, trying to get a rhythm started.
“your such a desperate whore. you couldn’t have just sat still.” he degraded as his hands found my breasts and quickly pulled them out of the top of my dress.
“uhh” i moaned as his big, veiny hands started to massage my chest in a circular motion.
“such a good girl for me.” he teased as my head flew backwards and landed on his chest.
“shhh, relax baby i got you” he praised quietly in my ear before gently picking me up and turning me around so that i was straddling him.
he slowly started to thrust his hips into mine and picked up the pace gradually.
i collapsed against his chest and immediately started moaning into his ear as he softly stroked my ass with his left hand while holding himself up with his right.
“are you gonna cum for me baby?” he mocked before sending 5 hard and quick thrusts straight into my g-spot.
“ye —“ i breathed out, exhausted.
“awww baby are you not able to speak properly? did i fuck you stupid sweetheart? come on and be a big girl and use your words.” he said cockily.
“i wanna cummm” i whined out desperately.
“don’t whine!” phillip scolded as his right hand quickly swatted my ass leaving a small red mark.
“please” i exhaled “let me cum daddy.”
“yea? go ahead and cum baby.” he said as he stood up and laid me on the kitchen table while continuing to thrust into me.
i felt the coil that had been building up in my stomach snap and i reached up and grasped onto his back before coming undone beneath him.
“hold on baby, let me get there.” phillip huffed as he kept thrusting into me.
“oh fuck” he breathed as he quickly pulled his dick out of me and came on my lower stomach.
as he laid me back down on the table and stood back to quickly scan my body.
my h/c hair was messily blown out around me and my tits had completely popped out of my dress. my ass and pussy were completely exposed and the bottom of my dress was pulled up around my stomach.
phillip looked at me stunned as i slowly tried to get up.
“come here” he said softly before wrapping his arms around my waist and carrying me upstairs to put me in the tub.
he ran the bath and filled it with hot water before carefully placing me in and stroking the back of my silky hair.
“its ok, you’re ok” phillip breathed as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“you’re gonna stay with us for a while. and i’m gonna make sure you’re ok.” he whispered into my ear and kissed my forehead.
series summary : when fionna brings you home one night the gallaghers are unsure of how to react, however, if there is one thing they are sure of, it is how much they each want a turn with you.
series warning : this series is going to contain extremely explicit and smutty content and is quite literally the most shameless thing you may ever read. this series is mainly going to consist of smut and content discussing poly relationships.
pairing : ian gallagher x fem!reader
warnings : mentions of a hangover, swearing, blow job, oral sex (male receiving), basically just a ton of oral smut
9:03 am (y/n’s perspective)
sunlight peered in through the opened blinds that were posititoned across the room from me.
i was laying on a queen sized matress that had been pushed up against one of the walls in a small, dark, quiet room.
the window that lay across from me provided barely enough light to see, but from what i
could tell the matress was the only peice of furniture in the room.
every once in a while i heard a voice or loud noise come from downstairs but for the most part i was laying in complete silence.
i didnt remember much from the day before. just waking up hungover and then having sex with a man in the kitchen downstairs.
so pretty much the same bullshit as usual.
i didnt remember being brought upstairs so i must have been asleep when that happened.
i noticed my hair was freshly washed and body was clean. i was no longer wearing my skimpy black dress, but was now wearing an oversized, grey nirvana t-shirt with a pair of red lace panties.
suddenly the door on the right side of the room swung open.
a redheaded male abruptly entered the room with a tray that carried an assortment of foods.
“hello.” the man said awkwardly.
he walked over to me and placed the tray on the floor beside the matress.
“hi.” i responded quietly.
“whats your name?” he asked
“y/n.” i quickly replied.
“hi y/n. i’m ian.” he kindly introduced. “do you remember much from the past couple days?”
“no.” i told him. “where’s dave?”
“dave? you mean your pimp? he’s gone y/n. he was trying to sell you into sex slavery and prostitution a few night ago. my older sister fiona bought you off of him to prevent that.” ian informed me.
“bought?! what the fuck!” i screamed.
“i know everythings kinda foggy and confusing right now but we are going to get everything sorted out. dont worry.” the redhead reassured.
had dave really sold me? what the fuck!
i needed to find a way out of this house and fast. i had no clue what was going on but i knew i wasn’t gonna sit around and wait to find out.
suddenly the door swung open again and another man walked in. i instantly recognized him as the man from last night.
“hey.” he said to me as he smirked with a smug expression plastered across his face.
“fiona wants to see you downtairs.” he informed ian.
“k. will you sit with her?” ian responded.
“ya of course.” the man replied.
and with that ian left the room leaving me and the other man alone together.
i didn’t remember much about last night but i definitely knew what had happened between us.
“you sleep well?” the man asked me.
“fine.” i said coldly.
“good.. good.. good.” he rambled “so um im lip. look im not sure if you really remember but uh i was the one who brought you upstairs and put you to bed last night.”
“we had sex.” i stated bluntly.
he scratched the back of his head in discomfort.
“yea.. uhh… we did. look, i don’t know how much you remember but i was not in the best head space last night and was really stressed out, so… im sorry if i hurt you in any way or upset you at all.” lip apologized.
“i dont really care. im used to it.” i responded harshly.
“oh right the whole prostitution thing.” lip said. “that uh — that really sucks. im sorry.”
“thanks.” i whispered under my breath so that it was barely audiable.
just then ian entered the room once more and sat down at the foot of the matress i was laying on.
“haven’t eaten yet?” he asked while looking over at lip.
“im not hungry.” i mumbled.
“you should eat.” ian replied.
“ok.” i responded softly.
“well uh… i should be heading to work now.” lip finally chimed in.
“ok, ill stay here with y/n.” ian told him before turning back towards me.
“that ok with you?” he asked.
“yea whatever.” i said.
“ok, well uh if you two are good then i should head out.” lip said as he slowly backed out of the room and closed the door behind him.
me and ian looked back at one another as he gestured towards my food.
“can you gonna eat now?” he asked as i rolled my eyes and reluctantly picked up the tray of food.
2:12pm
“iannnn” i whined from upstairs.
i had eaten my breakfast and then gone downstairs to watch some tv but came back up about an hour ago to take a nap.
“yes y/n?” he called back as he walked up the stairs.
“come hereeee.” i yelled as he walked into the room.
“whats up y/n?” he asked while crossing his arms over his cheast.
“im bored.” i announced while looking up at him with big doe eyes.
“well what do you wanna do?” ian inquired.
“hmm…” i pretended to think “i want attention.” i said assertively.
i had only known ian for a few hours but he had been very nice and constantly was making sure i was comfortable, which i really appreciated considering all of the assholes ive delth with before.
“you have my full attention.” ian responded to me sarcastically.
“no. come here.” i said while crossing my arms over my cheast to mimick him.
ian slowly walked closer to the top of the matress and sat down beside my head.
“what do you need y/n?” he asked while looking down at me.
“just sit here with me.” i replied quietly.
“ok.” ian mumbled while swinging his legs onto the matress and looking down at me.
“hi.” i whispered while making intense eye contact with the red head.
“hi.” he responed while looking contently into my e/c eyes.
i quickly flipped over onto my stomach and rested my chin on ians left thigh.
“i wanna do somethinggg” i whined.
“what is it you wanna do?” he asked while laughing at my childlessnesses.
“i dont know.” i said. “something funnnnn” i giggled while climbing onto ians lap.
ian started laughed hysterically and stroked the back of my hair.
suddenly i felt his entire body stiffin under me and his hands fly to my waist to slightly lift me off of him.
“sorry.” he apologized sincerely. “i cant really control when it happens.”
i looked down to realize why he reacted the way he did. there was a large tent in his grey sweatpants now and he looked around nervously waiting for my response.
“its ok. not your fault.” i said kindly, trying to make him feel better.
slowly ian started lifting me off of his lap more before i stopped him suddenly.
“what?” he asked.
“well… um… do you need me to take care of that for you?” i replied quietly while avoiding eye contact.
“y/n… i’m gay.. i don’t mean to make things awkward but…” he started.
“no! i didn’t mean like did you need me to take care of that in a romantic way or a hooking up way… i meant… in a.. professional way. you know?” i asked trying to get my point across.
“what do you mean?” ian inquired, clearly still confused.
“i mean… its kinda my job.” i said. “i wouldn’t mind… i mean i’ve jerked off way worse guys then you.”
“USED to be your job.” ian corrected me. “and i don’t wanna take advantage of you just cause you used to be a prostitute.”
“you wouldn’t be taking advantage… im fine with it. but if you dont want me too…” i trailed off before slowly taking myself off ians lap.
“wait!” he stopped me.
grabbing my hips and pulling me back down onto his lap he looked into my eyes contently.
“you’d do this for me just this once?” he asked.
“we wouldn’t need to say anything about it ever again.” i reassured.
ian looked me up and down before slowly nodding his head and grabbing my left hand to guide it towards his sweatpants.
i gently touched his erection through his grey sweatpants and started fiddling with the waist band to pull them down.
i took his boner in my hands and leaned down slowly to wrap my lips around the tip.
ian groaned and threw his head back in pleasure.
i swirled my tounge around the tip of his hard member and started to gradually pump his cock with both hands.
“mhmm y/n that feels so good.” ian moaned.
“i told you im a professional.” i giggled before taking more of him in my mouth.
i had half of his dick down my throat while my hands rapidly pumped the other half.
i continued to speed up the movements of my hands while bobbing my head up and down.
ian had my h/c hair in a loose grip behind my head and was running his other hand up and down my back gently.
he continued to moan in pleasure as i put even more of him into my mouth.
my eyes slowly started tearing up and i felt myself gag around him as i shoved the rest of his cock into my mouth.
“good girl” ian praised while i looked up at him.
while making direct eye contact i continued to bob my head back and forth as his moans got louder and louder.
“fuck that feels good.” he groaned.
suddenly i felt ians dick twitch in my mouth and i instantly knew how close he was.
i started to bob my head even faster as tears streamed down my face.
within seconds ian was shooting his load down my throat while i quickly lapped all of the cum that had spilled out of my mouth.
“fuck.” ian muttered as i gently took him out of my mouth.
i stared at him waiting for some sort of further reaction.
“jesus christ that was amazing y/n. come here.” ian said to me while opening his arms and motioning for me to come cuddle up next to him.
i moves back onto his lap and felt his arms wrap around me protectively.
“you wanna do something fun now?” ian asked me with a raised eyebrow.
“that wasn’t fun?” i asked him cockily.
“hahaha no it definitely was. you are definitely a professional.” he responded while laughing.
“well good.” i smirked up at him proudly.
and with that ian stroked my hair once more before kissing the top of my head.
“get some more sleep y/n, ok?” he said while looking down.
“ok.” i whispered back before closing my eyes and falling asleep in his arms.
Summary: You and your vigilante boyfriend get into a spat that quickly evolves into something far more than either of you could have anticipated. [ Dick Grayson x AFAB! Reader. ]
Rating: M+ [ 18+ ONLY! Minors will blocked immediately! ]
Warnings: Swearing, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink (only through the use of the word 'Daddy' . ) , alcohol usage, angst, arguing (that quickly becomes resolved over the course of the story) , thigh riding, slight degradation, heavy on the dirty talk, and unprotected sex (the reader is on birth control though it is not referenced) . If you find any of the themes presented here to be triggering or offensive to you in any way, shape or form, please reconsider reading this story. You have been warned!
Author's Note: I have had this in the works since...I would like to say around September of 2021. I had a roller coaster of a year in 2021 and 2022 hasn't been much different. So, this story was on the back burner for quite some time, as I slowly chipped away at it little by little. I'm sorry that this took so long to get out, but I hope I exceeded your expectations!
This story wouldn't have been possible without the help of @pedropastel. My best friend in the whole entire universe who was the beta for this story, and allowed me to pick at her brain for some of the dialogue!
Lastly, thank you to those of you who have sent me kind messages and asks, making sure that I'm doing well. It truly means the world to me. It has been much needed these past few months! I hope this somewhat makes up for my absence as of late!
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You were getting ready for the GCPD annual gala to which your boyfriend Dick Grayson would be speaking at, as an honorary guest. He hadn’t spoken to you since the slip up the night before at Mr.Freeze’s old ice cream factory. You sighed heavily as he sat in the chair near the fireplace of Wayne manor with his hand on his muscular thigh. He rubbed his chin slightly, as he stared off into the distance, before polishing off the rest of his whiskey. You were using the mirror in the dimly lit mansion above the fireplace to touch up your makeup and insert the diamond earrings he had given you for your one year anniversary. Your maroon colored satin gown was a stark contrast to his blue - black suit.
Dick was eyeing you carefully as the two of you continued to ignore each other. Dick unfortunately could go a lot longer without speaking than you could. The silence was almost deafening as you hissed when you poked yourself with the sharp back of the earrings.
Out of the corner of your eye you could see your boyfriend chuckling to himself, whilst pouring another glass of whiskey. Your eyes narrowed in his direction, as he looked towards the television. Finally, after almost a day of not speaking to each other, your resolve cracked and you slammed the heart shaped velvet box down onto the mantle, before turning to face him.
“Are you still fucking mad at me, Grayson?!” You snapped at him, as he stood up for a moment, and rubbed his chin once more. A nervous tick he had picked up from his father. He paced the room for a minute before your anger got the best of you. “Answer me!” You demanded, as he turned around so quickly it all but gave you whiplash.
“You directly disobeyed me as your team leader and you went out on your own! You could have gotten yourself killed!” He hissed, his normal speaking voice deepening with anger. You blinked away the frustrated tears that threatened to fall down your made up face, turning to look at the painting across the room instead.
“Look at me!” He bellowed, as if he were scolding a petulant child. You begrudgingly turned to face him again as you pulled on your red lips to keep from crying. It had been almost a year since you decided to join your boyfriend and his gang of misfits.
Dick agreed to let you join under the condition that you would never go off on your own and you would always follow his lead. You meant the world to him, and he would have never forgiven himself if something happened to you. Despite your supernatural abilities, he couldn’t bring himself to let you venture off on your own.
“I have ---”
“Don’t give me that shit! You know what our deal was! You don’t get to go off on your own! You could have been -- I can’t lose you!” He cracked as he turned to down the whiskey, slamming the glass down on the antique bar cart that undoubtedly cost more than your beat up old car.
You could no longer hold the tears in as they clung to your made up eyelashes before staining your face.
Dick turned and sighed regretfully, as he threw his body back down into the leather chair. He ran his hands along the expensive piece of furniture in an attempt to calm himself down. The gesture itself shouldn’t have been as much of a turn on as it was for you. His posture, his suit, everything about him screamed dominance. Instead of tears staining your cheeks, they were now stained red with embarrassment.
Dick glanced up at you for a moment, as he rubbed his chin again, smirking devilishly at you, as you quickly looked away from his penetrating gaze. His dark brown eyes were hard to ignore however.
There was so much power he held behind those beautiful chocolate orbs. He knew it too. Which is why his gaze never faltered. In fact, they grew darker under the pale moonlight that peeked in through the large windows. The crackling of the fireplace only added to the mystique and sensuality of the cold fall night.
“I don’t think I could ever stay mad at you. Not for too long anyways. But...I think you’ll have to make up for your little slip up.” He spoke in a low voice that sent more chills down your spine than the cold slipping in through the open window. He chortled as he spread his legs apart and pushed his back up against the chair. Dick leaned against the armrest with his chin propped up under his fist.
The epitome of power and control.
Your heart was beating so loudly, you were positive that you could hear your own blood pumping in your ears. Dick Grayson was every inch his father’s son, whether he wanted to admit it or not. It wasn’t always a good thing, but in this instance, it was.
You finally found the courage to speak up as you took a step towards him, though your legs felt like jelly. Dick snickered in response to the slight wobble you exhibited whilst making your way towards him.
“I --- h -- how should I make it up to you?” You asked quietly, as your voice shook with need. Dick’s face turned stoic again, as he motioned towards the floor with his pointed gaze.
“Crawl.” He said flatly. You blinked a few times as you felt the front of your thong slowly becoming more and more soaked with arousal.
“W -- What?” You stammered, as Dick’s face remained flacid and emotionless.
“I said, crawl. Crawl to me and beg for my forgiveness. Crawl to me, princess. Show me that you can be a good girl. Don't be shy. Show Daddy what you can do." He instructed, as your abdomen tightened at the word ‘Daddy’. His words pierced through your very being and aroused you in a way that you had never felt before.
Dick was most definitely kinky. The kinkiest one of all of his brothers.
However, for the most part, your relationship with him was exploring other avenues of his kinkier side as well as yours. You had both experimented more with different positions and toys as opposed to role playing. But, you couldn’t deny how hot he looked in that suit, barking orders at you, like you were no better than the gum at the bottom of his Italian leather shoes.
You slowly gathered your long evening gown, sinking to your knees, as you looked up at your boyfriend who had his thick brows raised in curiosity.
“You can disobey orders, but you can’t take them?” He asked caustically. You swallowed hard as his pointed words struck a chord with you. But, you were far too aroused by the way he was speaking to you, to come up with some sort of retort.
Though his biting words were egregious to your ears; the way in which he spoke them made your cunt ache and your wrists shake against the expensive imported rug.
“I said,” He barked at you, pointing to the floor. “Crawl.” He commanded, punctuating the word.
For a moment you were lost in your own horny thoughts, as Dick rubbed his thick thigh, splaying his large fingers out, making your mind drift to the dirtiest place you could ever imagine.
You slowly made your way towards your boyfriend who was now chasing down his whiskey with a glass of absinthe. His one hand was still resting on his large thigh while he sipped the psychedelic drink slowly. His eyes remained fixated on you and the way that your breasts were bulging out of the maroon colored dress.
His suit pants were growing tighter by the second, the closer you got to him. Dick adjusted himself and regretted the decision immediately, as you caught him in a moment of weakness. Check mate! You thought to yourself, as you watched the zipper pull at the seams the harder his cock got.
“Now what, Daddy?” You asked in a seductive tone of voice, batting your lashes up at him, as you slithered up his leg, before straddling his massive left thigh. Dick snickered slightly, grabbing his cup of absinthe and taking a small sip before he raised his glass slightly, using it to motion towards you.
“Fuck yourself on my leg.” He said brazenly. Your eyes went as wide as plates, as you moved up his leg, gathering your dress in your hands. Your knees buckled slightly, as Dick motioned towards his thigh with his inviting eyes. You visibly swallowed, while you carefully straddled his incredibly muscular thigh.
You slowly allowed your dress to fall from your fingertips and let it cascade around his lap. Your hands shook as you gingerly placed them against his broad shoulders that were positively bulging out of his suit coat.
Dick set his drink down on the table, as his head fell against the chair. His devilish smile never faltered as he relished in the fact that he rendered his normally very vocal and bossy girlfriend, completely and utterly speechless for once.
“What’s wrong? You know what to do. Don’t try to play innocent with me.” He goaded with a small chortle of amusement.
“I said fuck yourself on my thigh. I want you to make yourself cum on my thigh and maybe then and only then, will I consider fucking the insolence out of you.” He spoke unabashedly. Your stomach twisted and jumped at his words.
Your thong was already soaked at this point and you could tell that it only spurred your domineering boyfriend on further as his cock jumped slightly against your thigh.
Despite all this, he still tried his best to mask his burgeoning desires for you. His aloof attitude towards you made you that much more determined to prove to Dick that you were a good girl. His good girl.
“You can be such a pompous ass sometimes.” You grumbled, almost inaudibly, as Dick cockily raised an eyebrow in your direction.
“Are you talking back? You know the rules. I thought I had trained you better than that,” He smiled contemptuously, as his leg shifted underneath you, and you felt yourself falling forward against his chest, causing you to let out a small squeal of surprise.
Your cheeks lit up like Rudolph’s nose when you felt two firm slaps on your ass. You could feel them through the thin fabric of the dress you were donning.
“I said fuck yourself on my leg.” He reiterated, this time his voice had dropped several octaves and the reverberations of his voice sent +a wave of electricity down your spine, making you shiver against your domineering boyfriend.
"I'm not going to ask you again." He added threateningly. Anyone else might have felt terrified by the implied threat of his words, but you found them utterly sinful and seductive coming from him. The masochist in you wanted to know what would happen should you choose to disobey your hot boyfriend.
Dick felt your body tremble beneath him, and soon his perfect lips twisted into a smug smile. Soon, your apprehension and timidness gave way to your competitive side.
Two can play this game. You thought to yourself, as your manicured fingers dug into the expensive suit coat.
Dick opened his mouth to speak, but his words were caught in the back of his throat as he watched you reach under your dress and slide your itsy bitsy thong to the side, allowing your arrogant boyfriend to view the mess he had created in your thin underwear.
The evidence was obvious as soon as your now naked cunt sat on his thunderous thigh, soaking through the costly pants. His eyes twinkled with lust and his grip on your hips intensified.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” He all but moaned encouragingly, as you started to undulate your hips against his heavy thigh. You could feel his pants getting tighter the harder your hips rubbed against him. Your lips curled upwards as you leaned into him seductively. Your coy smile turned a bit impish as you whispered into his ear.
“Is that an escrima stick in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” You asked flirtatiously.
Dick’s calloused fingers began digging into your sides, drawing a small whimper from you, as he halted your ministrations. The confusion was written all over your face, which only made Dick chuckle as he put his circus training to good use. You were no longer straddling his thighs. Now, you were facing the large window that overlooked the back of Wayne Manor.
Your hands dug into the luxurious leather seat, turning your head slightly to look at Dick who had already pulled his hardened cock out of his expertly crafted trousers. It was throbbing in his large hand, leaking with his arousal.
“Face forward.” He barked at you, as he used his free hand to push your head back to face the manicured lawn just outside the large window.
“Dick – I – OH!” You exclaimed in ecstasy as his heavy cock was shoved deep into your cavernous hole. It didn’t take much effort, seeing as how you had all but cum when you had been riding his thigh. Your clit was sensitive now from all of the dry humping as well, and it made you clench down around his cock even harder. Dick hissed in your ear, grabbing a fistful of hair as he groaned.
“Fuck, baby. You were so fucking wet I didn’t even have to try and force my way into your tight little hole.” He cajoled, as he thrusted his hips upwards, forcing you to feel him deep in your womb. You let out a pathetic sound of defeat, knowing full well he had bested you at your own game.
But, you knew well enough that your silly little tiff from before would be long forgotten, as Dick would make damn sure he fucked the disobedience right out of you as promised.
“O – Oh my fuckin’ God!” You exclaimed loudly, as your nails dug into the slightly worn leather chair, clinging to it for dear life as your walls fluttered around his cock.
“Cumming so soon?” He asked in an asshole - ish type of voice that made you want to shut him up with your lips.
“F — Fuck -- y — you! Y – You – You — “ You struggled to find any sort of words to string together into an insult as his hips rutted into you. The sounds of your wet cunt echoed throughout the room, creating an utterly cacophonous and pornographic sound.
You silently prayed to whomever might be listening, that no one was home to hear the filth that was ensuing in Bruce Wayne's home.
“Big talk from someone who can’t even form a single — sh – shit!” He hissed by your ear, as he forced you up against his chiseled chest. His left hand remained firm against your hip, as his right hand slithered up your body, all the way to your heaving chest.
He pulled your breast out of your designer gown, kneading the soft and supple skin. Dick squeezed it appreciatively, as his moans continued to grow louder and louder, the harder he fucked you.
“Oh God — I — mmmpf!” You cried out as he shoved his tongue into your wet mouth, kissing you as if it were the last thing he would ever do. His thrusts were becoming sloppier and harder. Your knees were buckling underneath you as they shook against the slippery leather.
“I’m so close! So fucking close!” You exclaimed in between passionate kisses. “So,” Kiss. “Fucking,” Kiss. “Close!” You whimpered into his mouth, as his right hand left your breast and made its way underneath your luxurious dress, rucking it up to your hips, and past your thong that was hanging on for dear life.
His fingers found your throbbing clit, and he began to rub the tangled bundle of nerves. He was slow at first, but began to pick up speed when he could feel your pink walls closing in around him.
The pressure sent a small jolt of electricity down his spine, and made his hips stagger as he lost the rhythm he had created. The head of his cock swelled and he knew he had to make you cum before he came inside of you.
“Come on, baby! Come on! Cum for me! Cum!” He chanted in your ear, as he licked the shell of your ear, causing your cunt to clamp down around him once again.
The pulsating of his rigid cock inside of you, mixed with the tantric foreplay from before had you seeing stars, as you collapsed against the chair that was jumping against the hardwood floors. Squeaking and scratching the once immaculate pinewood.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fucking kiss me!” He demanded, as he pulled up your head that had lolled to the side in exhaustion, and kissed your swollen and bruised lips fervently. The kiss was sloppy and wet, leaving a trail of spit that clung between the two of you when you had parted lips for just a moment so you could moan each other's names.
You pulled him back into another searing kiss as he canted his hips upwards, stroking that spot inside of you that made you see stars.
“Mmmm!” You both moaned simultaneously in each other’s wet and swollen mouths. Your legs trembled like the fall leaves that were scattered across the picturesque lawn, as your body succumbed to the earth shattering orgasm that only Dick Grayson could give you.
A small tear slid down your cheek as you choked out a loud cry of ecstasy. The amber flames from the fireplace faded as your mind went blank and you came all over his cock.
The sight of you giving into your orgasm was enough to do Dick's head in as he came aggressively inside of you.
"FUCK, Y/N!" He shouted. His hot seed splashing into you and painting your pink walls white, made you cum again. Both of you shaking in each other's arms as you both tried to come down from your mind numbing orgasms.
Dick reached up to grab the sides of the chair, as he leaned forward, panting heavily.
“I don’t know if that was a punishment or a reward…” You trailed off, as Dick gingerly pushed your mussed up hair to one side.
“Hmm…both.” He mused with a playful grin.
“Both. Both is good.” You agreed with a sleepy chuckle, as he kissed you sweetly.
“I can’t promise that next time I won’t be harder on you.” He warned. But, there was still an air of playfulness to his now raspy voice.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” You asked, as he scooped you up into his arms with a mischievous glint returning to his deep brown eyes.
"Depends, are you going to behave?"
"Well, where would the fun in that be?" You grinned slyly, as he carried you up the stairs for what would most likely be another night of intense love making.
- You know what, he kept every fucking bad review the band got. Every single one.
- I wanted to improve. And I wanted to know… I wanna know what everyone thinks.
- No, you’ve done it because you fucking hate yourself.
That’s your fucking problem.
You are not happy unless you’re failing.
Summary: Bestie, you’re taking a trip to another dimension on them cocks.
Pairings: Nick Fowler x Manager!reader x Rockstar!Bucky
Word Count: 7k+
Warnings: literal shameless filth, rough fucking, hair pulling, spanking, face fucking, deep-throating, edging, overstimulation, degradation, pegging (Bucky’s pegging Nick, yup you read that right), name-calling (slut, cumdump, whore, sir, daddy and many more), crying kink, facial, face slapping, squirting, spit kink, titty fucking, lingerie kink, mirror sex, cussing, mentions of drugs and drug dealings.
Author’s Note: Another filthy threesome, enjoy. Hope you guys enjoy it and don’t forget to reblog and comment. I love hearing what all of you have to say about my work. I'm sorry if this isn't good enough, I'm really fucking tired lol.
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Power.
A few letters that have possessed every last inch of Bucky Barnes’ being from the first moment he performed in public. His chest seized and a rush of excitement ran through every element he was built of as if to bring to his attention the sheer grasp he had on people without having to spare them a single thought.
Not a single acknowledgment of their existence did Bucky have, and they had devoted their whole lives to him.
He had everything, from people falling at his feet just to breathe the same air as him, to everything he even thought of wanting to appear in front of him. It was as if every word spoken by him was woven with a spell that helped any thought manifest itself out of thin air.
But the need could never be quenched when there seemed to be better gifted to feed his greed, emerging from his desire to own more and more. Wings grew and fangs got sharper, ready to feast on something greater, something achievable to only Bucky’s greed.
For months, Nick Fowler had been the next big feast, the next shiny trophy Bucky had been making space for on his shelf, ever since Nick had set his eyes on the possessions that Bucky held, although mostly it had been the drugs that Nick craved to get under his hold. Another mighty possession, another dash of danger intertwined with his name.
Bucky had no interest in keeping the drugs to himself, having the money would do him much better since he has had his fill of everything that he could get his hands on. Selling them to Nick was the wisest decision he could make with all the money that Nick was offering. But, Bucky was not going to make it easy.
There’s something about having one of the most dangerous people to ever walk this world in front of Bucky, throwing his deals and notching up all the money that he could offer for what Bucky had, that made the deal much more enjoyable and Bucky was not anywhere near of having his fill of his new source of entertainment.
Nick was not the kind of trophy Bucky could collect in just one go, it took him months collecting his prize, piece by piece, with every infuriating comment and taunt testing Nick’s patience.
Every clench of his jaw in annoyance, every flare of his nostrils in anger, at the sheer cockiness and arrogance that Bucky effortlessly displayed, was just another piece of him now owned by Bucky. Another piece nearer to completely owning him and having the place meant just for him occupied. A fancy reminder that Bucky Barnes could achieve the highest satisfaction even if he didn’t have to do anything other than smirk and let his mouth run.
Nick knew exactly the kind of person Bucky was, even though he was completely oblivious that he was making his way to the top of Bucky’s shelf with every negotiation made for the deal. He just needed the drugs in his hold, a kick to the top for his power to reach a new high, and he knew once he had that power he always desired of having, Nick could have Bucky’s smug face at gunpoint.
All Nick had to do was get through with the deal and get away with the possessions and it would all be his. But, Nick wasn’t the only one who would be getting his big win, not when he himself was gonna be another trophy for Bucky and not a day would go by where Bucky won’t flaunt his new possession.
The money that Bucky was to get from the business has never been the payment he aimed for. Nick himself was a payment that was to sit right next to Bucky’s other, and forever shiny, trophy.
You.
His pretty little manager.
The only trophy that was never covered in dust, always shining and brand new for Bucky, standing out amongst all the dull and rusty trophies that didn't excite him anymore.
From the moment he had set his eyes on you, you were already his whether you liked it or not, but even if you were given a choice there was no way you would want things differently. Not when you were Bucky’s favorite possession.
He knew with every passing moment that you were already his, with all the clearly displayed signs that you showed whenever you were around him. The way you couldn’t stop staring at his fingers as they twirled the drumsticks in his hand, knowing how good they would feel grasping your hair as he fucked you from behind. The way you couldn’t seem to get enough of seeing his sweat-soaked self go feral as he indulges himself in the music with every sound that came from his drums. The very sight of him, his presence itself, was intoxicating, tricking your body into needing more and more of anything that he could do.
Nothing about your not so subtle attraction to him, that he found oh-so amusing when you tried to hide it, moved him to a state of permanent smugness. If anything it only compounded the smugness further into. He was used to the attention, but with you it was different. He noticed everything about you, just as you noticed everything about him; you weren’t the only one caught in a trance of attraction, he was as well. For the first time, Bucky got a taste of the way people seemed to be blind to everything other than what the lust flowing in their veins made them see, and he never stopped after that.
Everyone wanted a taste of the pretty manager, but you were all for Bucky to devour, especially after the concerts, when his buzzing body needed a release and it always ended up with him giving you a night that was sure not to be forgotten for a moment.
Tonight was one of those nights when his band had finished up a huge concert that was sure to kick up their fame and he was going to show you the best time the moment you got to the hotel, which would be in a few minutes, where he was waiting for you.
Sitting in the sleek car, windows rolled up, blocking all the sounds as you were being driven to the hotel where Bucky was staying, all you were consumed by was the last slam of the drumsticks on the drums and an adrenaline-filled growl from Bucky that made its way through the chaos of the stadium as the band ended their final song. Bucky’s eyes didn’t once move away from you, pinning you where you were standing the whole time, until the last second of the concert, as the crowd kept chanting feral praises and emitting sounds of appreciation.
He just looked right at you with a sly smirk, the same smirk of smugness mingled with mischief he always had, and your heart accelerated more in anticipation of the meaning behind the trace of mischief.
The chaos and wild movements had blurred, the sounds distant while Bucky’s eyes burned into yours and he licked a stripe up his drumstick, the same one covered in your cum after when he had fucked you with it backstage. The throbbing between your legs became stronger than the booming voices and shouts, the ache for him unbearable, making you clench your thighs so hard and the victorious smirk on his face making you want to look away but you couldn’t, didn’t, want to.
It was so lewd, the way he licked the drumstick all the way up, all while looking at you as if to remind you of the earth-shattering orgasm you’d had, that still had your thighs sticky and your panties wet and sticking to your pussy.
By the look on Bucky’s face, you knew that he was well aware of your state and he relished the effect he had on you. It pleased him more than the effect he had on anyone else.
Huffing out in impatience, you bite your lip and rub your thighs together, trying to dull the ache just for a little while until you reach the hotel. As you close your eyes, flashes of the concert appear almost immediately. There was no way to get Bucky out of your mind.
The lights had dimmed, slowly fading into darkness, along with the fall of the voiced chaos. The shuffling of feet, indicating everyone’s leaving, took its place, whilst the band walked down the stage, the reporters and interviewers were already crowding them, and you rushed towards them. Even among the chaos Bucky’s presence dominated everyone else’s and ignoring every question thrown at him and the flashes of the cameras, his eyes found you immediately, the permanent smirk on his face shifting into the look of a hunter who had spotted his prey and knew you wouldn’t run away.
You were already pushing through the crowd towards him, each movement of your legs causing the persisting ache and the after-shocks of your earlier orgasm sending sparks of dull pleasure, enough to keep you still needy.
As soon as you were within his reach, Bucky pulled you against his sweat-soaked body in a filthy kiss, catching you off-guard and as the clicking of cameras went wild, his tongue devoured you as if the two of you were the only people around. When his lips were on yours and his tongue was in your mouth, there was no way you ever wanted it to stop.
“ How was the concert, baby?” Bucky had asked, pulling away and leaving you breathless, the throb between your thighs getting more persistent as you remembered the way his mouth had felt on you, while the lights from the streets poured onto your eyelids.
“ Yeah, yeah, it was amazing” you had breath out, mind still fuzzy from the kiss as you were led away from everyone, along with the band. Amidst all the work that had to be settled, Bucky had promised you a night that you were never going to forget, but no time spent with him could ever be forgotten.
Bucky had every intention of taking you apart, in every way possible, and spending the whole night awake and suffused in the pleasure that only he could give you was what he planned to do. All you had to do was get to the hotel. Get to Bucky.
The car comes to a slow halt, the anticipation blooming throughout your body along with the ache in your core. The driver informs you of your arrival at the hotel, making your eyes fly open and a deep breath involuntarily falls out of your mouth.
“ Thank you”, you tell him, before stepping out of the car as you chew on your lips in excitement, your body possessed with the excitement carrying you forward into the hotel.
Even though his room was on the first floor, no journey had seemed the longest than that from the lobby to his room but remembering the lace piece you had underneath your short, flowy dress and the impact it would have on Bucky was enough to have you rushing upstairs.
Throwing smiles at everyone who passed by you, trying to act as if you were just another visitor at the hotel, you finally made your way to the first floor, your feet increasing in speed as Bucky’s room appears nearer and nearer as you smooth your skirt and pull the neckline further down to show off your accentuated cleavage that would undoubtedly catch his attention.
Bouncing on your feet in elation as you stand in front of Bucky’s room, you pull out the card key, fiddling with it as you open the door. You couldn’t wait to have your insides ruined by Bucky just like he always does after every show, using all the energy and excitement rushing through his body to make you forget everything except for his touch on your skin and his name on your tongue.
The click of the door lock reaches your ear, indicating that the door was now open for you to open, and with the twist of the knob, you’re walking in only to be frozen in a spot when two pairs of icy azure eyes stare back at you.
One filled with lust that finally showed upon your arrival and the other surged with awe at your presence, mingling with a kind of desire that Bucky would always show for you.
The man, sitting across Bucky, caught all your attention and curiosity and from a distant memory, you knew who he was.
Nick Fowler.
For the past few months, you had always seen him around Bucky in one way or another, always waiting for him outside studios, his name always flashing across Bucky’s phone, and to you, he just seemed like another business trying to set up a deal with Bucky. For the most part, you were right, but you didn’t know what exactly the dealings were about after all the effort Bucky put in to keep your curious eyes out of it.
You might have been out of everything that had to do with the deal but that didn't fend off Nick seeing you every time he came to talk with Bucky. He saw you, every inch of you, a tug of envy always pulling him towards you every time you were in his sight with marks on your skin and glances from Bucky clearly displaying how you were his.
Your presence bewitched Nick in a way nothing was able to avert his attention from the goal he had in his mind and even though he didn’t want to admit it, Nick secretly looked forward to getting a glimpse of you every time and every time he did, a pit of never-ending thoughts about you awaited him.
What would it feel like to have a taste of your sweet lips?
How would his marks on you look instead of Bucky’s?
How would it feel to have a sweet thing like you to call him?
All these thoughts drove him wild but being a man of calm and silence, the loudness of Nick’s thoughts never reached you. But with you in the same room as him, right now, had his thoughts wanting to be let out free as actions, especially when you’re adorned with that pretty tiny dress and your widened eyes looking at him. For a second, all Nick wanted to do was shoot up from his seat and get his hands to worship every inch of you when Bucky’s voice interrupts Nick’s spiral of thoughts and your realization that the night was not to be spent with Bucky alone.
“ Come here, baby, wan’ you to meet someone.” Your eyes snap to Bucky’s mischief-ridden ones while he crooks two fingers, motioning you to come to him which you do feeling as if you were on fire from Nick and Bucky’s unwavering, heated gazes with every step you take towards Bucky.
“ Come ‘ere.” Bucky says softly, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you onto his lap in a swift motion and his lips go straight to your neck, making you bite back a moan when you feel him tasting your skin as Nick shamelessly watches the heated exchange from across the two of you, his mind running wild like the blood flowing straight to his cock.
“ Bucky..” You whimper, grabbing onto his hair as you feel him smirk against your skin when you squirm on his lap at the attention the two men were giving you. The attention had your body flaming, the pure desire radiating off them giving you a rush of thrill.
Moving his gaze to where Nick sat, watching you intently with his lips pulled between his teeth, Bucky looks back at you to say, “ This Nick Fowler, he’s here to do some business.”
Trying not to sound affected by Bucky’s hands traveling up the skirt of your dress, massaging your thighs on its way, you turn towards Nick, trying not to melt under his gaze.
“ H-hi, I’m (Y/N).” You breathe out, managing to pull a smile while you stop yourself from rubbing yourself on Bucky’s thigh. The throb was painful and what made it even worse was Bucky’s hands teasing you by wandering all over under your skirt but never where you were dripping for him, which is exactly what Bucky wanted. He wants you to be desperate and dripping before he finally treats you good.
Nick’s lips pulled up in a devilishly beautiful smile as your words sank in. “ That’s a gorgeous name.” He says, letting his fall down to where Bucky’s hand was teasing you under your skirt, groaning at the sight. Seeing you trying to hold yourself together just with some teasing touches from Bucky, and how your pupils were blown out in a way that showed him that you were enjoying this, was enough to have Nick clutch his armrest to stop himself from having your body under his.
He was right. You loved the attention and envy swimming in Nick’s eyes as your mind wandered to how his hands would feel on you along with Bucky’s.
Nick was pretty sure that the dealing could happen later, right now you were right in front of him to drink in and Bucky was right there to show him just how good you can be.
“ She is gorgeous,” Bucky whispers right next to your ear as the two men relish the way you bask in the compliment.
Never taking his hands off you, Bucky says, “ Let’s get this thing done, Fowler. I need time with my girl,” as he traces his finger over your mound, groaning when he feels the lace of your lingerie making you clamp your legs together at the sound but Bucky was not allowing it and Nick had to force himself from taking his eyes off you.
“ Fine, let's get it done, then. I’m willing to fix on the amount we discussed last time.” Nick speaks up, trying not to let how much you have affected his show in his voice. But, nothing goes unnoticed by Bucky and this was just another chance for him to walk over his patience.
Rasping a “ Be good f’me, baby,” and a wink at you that has you holding your breath, Bucky rubs two fingers on the wet patch on your panties, humming in delight at the wetness and the throb of your clit under his fingertips as you you gasp and let out a whine from his touch.
The sound itself was enough to have Bucky and Nick hard and throbbing in their boxers while you moaned and whined from Bucky rubbing your clit over your panties, knowing very well the effect you had on them when you felt Bucky’s hardness pressing into you and how Nick was shifting in his seat, not even bothering to hide his cock straining against his pants.
“ I don’t know, Fowler. I need some time to think about it.” Bucky cocks his head as he finally gives in to your soft whines and gasps, desperate for him to stop teasing both you and Nick, and moves your drenched panties to the side before pushing two fingers deep inside you while his thumb circled your swollen and throbbing clit.
Your loud moan fills the room as you throw your head back from the fullness of Bucky’s fingers and the shocks of pleasure as his fingers rubbed against your walls along with his rings and the rough pad of his thumb never stopping the movements on your clit, rush through every fiber of your body making Nick’s cock jump in his boxers while he lets out a low groan and Bucky mutters a, “ so fucking tight” as your walls wrap around his fingers.
The wet sounds are enough to have both Nick and Bucky to drop wherever they were there for but not enough to keep Bucky distracted from how much he wanted to rile Nick up before giving him a taste of you, knowing very well that you wanted to be used by both the men from how you shamelessly put on a show for both of them.
“ What more do you wanna think about, Barnes?” Nick said in an impatient growl, both at Bucky’s attitude and you being a tease and putting on a show for him. Bucky’s fingers never stopped thrusting in and out of you at a brutal pace, hitting your sweet spot while your clit was profusely being rubbed and all you were blinded by was the pleasure and the attention from the two men.
Bucky only replied by keeping his eyes on Nick as he licked and sucked at your neck, adding more pleasure to the buzz running through you by his fingers ruining your pussy.
“ Hmmm..” Bucky hums into your neck, making you moan and at this point, you were proudly putting on a show for the two, not even trying to hide “ I just got over with a show, you know? I don’t think this is the best time for me to make a decision.”
Bucky’s fingers press upwards against your soft spot inside you making you let out a loud whine which is cut short immediately by Bucky shoving his fingers inside your mouth, gagging you with them.
“ I know it feels good, baby. But I’m talking to Mr. Fowler here, so keep it down, I know you love being a slut in front of everyone, daddy knows.” Bucky’s words only spurred you further, eyes rolling back and your body grinding down on Bucky’s hand as you sucked on his fingers, the sizzling hot pleasure never stopping throughout your body making the coil tighten with every second.
Nick didn't know what made his cock jump in his pants, whether it was the filthy words dripping from Bucky’s lips or your moans and squeals from Bucky’s fingers dragging along your walls in deep thrusts while your clit was being played with. His cock strained and throbbed yet again in his pants and he knows that in just a few minutes, he will be cumming in his pants by just watching you get ruined on Bucky’s fingers.
Bucky could have been trying to distract Nick for all he cares, but with you finally, in front of him, there was no way Nick was about to complain. He was going to savor every last second of finally getting to see you the way he wanted, even though not the way Bucky was savoring his moments of having you against his body and having Nick right where he wanted him.
“ I’ll give you all the time you need, Barnes. As long as you give me something to keep me occupied in the meantime.” Nick says as his eyes drift all over your squirming body, stopping at your displayed pussy, dripping with need and his lips are pulled between his teeth in reaction.
The implication of Nick’s words has the tight coil inside you tightening further, getting you closer to your release as Bucky growls at Nick’s suggestion, making his fingers thrust in and out of faster and harder, loving the way you hold onto him from the overwhelming pleasure and how your sweet sounds muffled by Bucky’s fingers were filling the room.
You never realized how much you’ve wanted this, both the men until now when you know that you want them and they want you too, it was pretty clear by their blown-out eyes and their obvious hard-ons.
All because of you alone.
A power that only you possessed.
“ Happy to oblige, Fowler.” Bucky didn’t have to say twice before Nick was rising from his seat and walking towards you, his gaze pinning you down until he was standing right in front of you.
You were just on the edge of your release, a few more strokes of Bucky’s fingers along your walls and you know that you will be gushing all over his fingers in front of both of them.
Nick’s holds your chin in his hand, forcing you to look right at him as struggle against Bucky fucking you with his fingers and your release reaching its peak while you drool all over Bucky’s fingers, spit dribbling down his fingers and you stare up at Nick’s darkened eyes with lust swimming in them.
“ You gonna help me, princess?” He whispers, the husky tone making you whine and clench down on Bucky’s fingers as you feel your body buzz from the release that is to come soon.
“ She likes that. Clenched so fucking hard, baby. You wanna help, Mr. Fowler here? Yeah, baby? Wanna be our fucktoy and let us use you? You would love that, won’t you, my little slut?” Bucky whispers in your ears as presses his thumb hard on your clit, urging you to answer him and you nod, making muffled noises of agreement along with the squelching of your pussy.
“ You’re so sweet, princess. You’re gonna let me use you? Hmmm?” Bucky’s fingers slip from your mouth to allow you to answer Nick’s question as you nod in fervor, your mind, and body clouded by pleasure.
“ Yes, yes, sir, please ohmigodohmigod-” You gasp and moan as the coil in your tummy is on the verge of breaking, and the two men knowing that very well, smirks at each other, a silent conversation going on, “-daddy please, needa cum, please daddy.”
Just when you were about to cum, the intensity of your orgasm about to take over you, Bucky pulls his hand away from your dripping cunt, and all your whines and cries cut down by Nick catching your lips in an open-mouthed kiss as he tastes every inch of you.
“ No, no, please, daddy.” You mindlessly whine into Nick’s mouth as you grind down on Bucky, trying to catch the orgasm you lost.
“ Shh, baby, we know. We’ll give you what you want, baby.” Bucky reassures you.
“ We’ll treat you like the pretty slut you are, princess. Don’t worry that dumb head of yours.” Their words only make you clench around nothing before your hair is being grabbed from behind by Bucky.
“ Now spread yourself all pretty on the bed and we wanna see you touching yourself, yeah? Keep that pretty pussy ready for us.” Bucky ends his sentence with a slap on your pussy, making you yelp from the sensitivity before you’re pulled from Bucky’s lap into Nick’s arm as he throws you onto the bed.
“ Go on, princess, listen to your daddy and keep that slutty pussy ready for us.” Nick’s orders have you immediately spreading your legs from the sheer dominance dripping from every word, giving the men a clear view of your drenched lace panties as they stare greedily at you, while slowly stripping themselves.
Your hand slides down your body, removing the tiny dress you had on to reveal the lingerie beneath, as you lay there like the perfectly erotic picture for the men lustfully staring down at you to adore in desire while they start taking off their clothes much more rapidly than before and your fingers move your panties to the side, collecting the wetness gathered before pushing in two fingers in a loud squelch making the two men groan deeply.
Your head turns to the side to see the image of yourself in the full-sized mirror, a rush of confidence flowing through you at the pleasing image of yourself and you couldn't wait to watch yourself get destroyed by the two men.
“ My little slut’s always ready for daddy, putting on the sluttiest things for me to tear off your body. Look so pretty, baby. My pretty whore.” Bucky huffs out as he gets rid of his leather shorts, his eyes never leaving the way your fingers are moving in and out of your drooling hole, your moans along with the wet sounds from your pussy echoing through the room as you keep your eyes on them.
Panting from his arousal, Nick breathes out, “ You got yourself a good one, Barnes. Fuck, you’re dripping everywhere, princess. Such a messy slut.”
You moan loudly at the words thrown at you by them, spurring the movements of your fingers as you gasp and moan at the feeling of your fingers thrusting in and out of you, alternating between your thumb and your palm to rub your clit as you watch Nick and Bucky stalk towards you, their chests heaving with impatience to get their hands on your body.
Climbing onto the bed as his eyes rake all over you Nick growls, “ Gonna fuck that mouth and treat you good, princess. Sticking your tongue out already? Filthy whore always ready to be used like you were made for that. Gonna ruin you, princess.” As Nick kneels above your head, his leaking cock gripped in his hand as a few beads of pre-cum drips onto your face, making you moan while he watches the already fucked out look on your face with a smirk and you continue to relentlessly fuck yourself with your fingers, Bucky lifts your legs before spreading them wide open to watch your arousal drip onto the sheets and how you’re pathetically fucking yourself with your fingers.
All of your eyes are set on the filthy image in the mirror, especially where your fingers were moving inside you, fucking your dripping hole.
Keeping all your eyes on the mirror, just as Nick taps the head of his dripping cock on your tongue and you eagerly suck on the tip, savoring his taste, you watch as Bucky slides a finger along with your own two fingers already inside your pussy, so that he fucks your pussy with his finger and yours too.
You moan and gasp at the stretch of Bucky’s finger fucking your pussy along with your two fingers and when you try to remove your fingers, Bucky only chuckles darkly before grasping your hand in his and guiding your fingers in and out of you along with his.
“ No, baby, you're gonna fuck yourself along with me. You’re gonna cum all over both of our hands like a good cumslut and let daddy suck your fingers clean.” Bucky’s words have you moaning and increasing the pace of your tongue swirling and lapping at the head of Nick’s cock as his grunts and pants mix with your moans and whines and Bucky’s groans while he fucks you with both your fingers.
Nick uses the chance to push into your mouth, stuffing your mouth full with a grunt as the warmth and wetness of your mouth envelops his cock.
Your moans vibrate along with Nick’s cock as Bucky continues to toy with your clit with his thumb while adding another finger of his into your needy hole, stretching you out on two of his and two of your fingers and the speed of his thrusts becomes ruthless, bruising and hitting that sweet spot inside of you roughly while circling your clit hard and fast making the coil in your belly tighten.
“ Fuck, fuck, keep doing that, shit, her mouth feels fucking perfect. You’re made to be a cockslut, princess. Made to be used and ruined like the filthy fucktoy you are.” Nick groans from above you and what he said only adds to the pleasure running through you and you clench hard.
That makes Bucky gasp and growl, “ Oh she loves that. Clenched so fucking hard, god. You love being our fucktoy, huh? Love it when I let someone else use that slutty mouth like you’re nothing but a common whore, don’t you, baby? Of course, you do.”
Bucky continues his actions while laying down on his stomach before moving your hand slightly to the side so that he can wrap his lips around your swollen and pulsing clit while you gag on Nick’s cock as he uses you like you’re just a wet hole for him to get off in, fucking your mouth harshly, your tongue swirling and licking every inch of his cock, as his hooded eyes are focused on Bucky in the mirror, sucking and playing with your clit with his tongue and the way both of your fingers disappear into your hole rapidly.
All your moans and whines are muffled from Nick harshly fucking your mouth so that all you can do is writhe and jerk your body from the two men using you, alternating between watching yourself getting ruined in the mirror and keeping your eyes on the real men and so does Bucky and Nick.
Not being able to resist anymore, keeping a steady pace of his hips, Nicky leans forward to rip your bra into two from the center, and without wasting a second, he grabs your tits and roughly massages them, the friction on your pebbled nipples sending shocks of pleasure along with the ones from Bucky sucking and rubbing your clit with his tongue while he continues to finger you.
“ She feels good, Fowler? Got me a slutty whore ready to spread her legs for anyone.”
“ Fuck-” Nick feels himself getting closer and closer with every thrust and the moans around his cock “-you’re one lucky bastard, Barnes. Fuck, ya girl’s mouth is fucking heaven and she’s being such a nice whore and letting me have her any way I want.”
The way the two of them talk about you as if you’re not present in the room makes the coil even tighter and you're seconds away from having a huge orgasm.
So is Nick, as he feels his thighs shake and his stomach tightens making his thrusts even more rapid and feral and he squeezes and rubs your tits, occasionally pinching your nipples that has your body jerking up but with his free hand, Bucky holds you down continuing to bring you to your orgasm with his tongue and his fingers along with yours.
“ You close, baby? Can feel you getting close, you’re shaking, baby. You gonna make a huge mess for me to clean, baby?”
You try to reply to Bucky but the only sounds that come from your mouth are the gagging and choking sounds around Nicks's cock fucking your mouth.
Bucky chuckles seeing you try before his gaze lands on Nick and he sucks harshly on your clit making you squeal around Nick’s cock, making his growl between his pants.
“ You gonna cum, too? Already, pretty boy?” Bucky snickers against your pussy as you chase your orgasm by rapidly fingering yourself along with Bucky.
“ Shut the fuck up, Barnes,” Nick growls, focusing on making himself cum, trying his best not to show how Bucky’s taunting sent a thrill of pleasure through him.
Your toes curl and your body stutters as your orgasm reaches you.
“ Cum for me, baby. Make a mess for daddy, that’s it, baby. There ya go, such a good slut. There she is.” Bucky coos as your orgasm take over you and you cum hard and fast all over yours and Bucky’s hands with a scream muffled by Nick’s cock as you watch them guide you through your orgasm in the mirror.
Soon after your orgasm, Nick’s hips stutter violently as he pulls out of your mouth to jerk himself off and spurts ropes of hot cum all over your chest.
“ Oh, God, fuck yes, s’good s’good.” He groans through his orgasm, finishing all over your tits while your body shakes from your own orgasm as Bucky watches the two of you with hooded eyes, his hips slowly grinding into the mattress for some relief.
“ You did good, baby. Made such a pretty mess for daddy.” Bucky moans as he sucks on your cum covered fingers making you whine, “ Thank you, daddy”, as Nick, while panting, uses his fingers to take some of his cum painting your tits before bringing them to your lips, pushing past them as you look up at him with wide teary eyes, sucking on his fingers.
“That’s a good, princess. You love being used like this? Love getting your holes fucked and ruined?” Nick rasps.
“ Yes, sir.” You whisper back, licking his fingers clean, moaning at the taste of him on your tongue as he leans down to devour you in a filthy kiss, tasting himself on you.
Seeing the sight in front of him and the way your chest is glistening from Nick’s cum, has Bucky needing some release else he knows that he’ll end up cumming in his pants.
“ Let daddy fuck those tits now, baby. Know you love to be covered in cum and make yourself even filthier, Just lemme use those tits, baby.”
“ Please, daddy. Need you.”
“ You let your daddy fuck those gorgeous tits and lemme ruin that pussy. You want that, princess?”
“ Yes, sir. Wanna make a mess all over your cock.” You whimper as your words go straight to his dick, making him hard again.
Bucky pumps his cock as he licks his lips and moves towards you while Nick hurries to bury himself between your legs before, with a smirk, he places a hand on Bucky’s chest.
“ You not gonna let me taste your girl before I fuck her little puss?” Nick asks, smirking, making Bucky lick his lips before he crashes his lips on Nick’s in an open-mouthed kiss as Nick licks every inch of Bucky, moaning when your taste floods his mouth from Bucky’s tongue. The sight has your pussy gushing and clenching again as your finger circles your clit lazily, making you gasp and moan while you watch them.
“ S’fucking sweet.” Nick breathes out before pulling Bucky into a filthy kiss again as Bucky’s hand finds Nick’s cock after which he lazily jerks him off and Nick takes Bucky’s cock in his fist just as fast.
As they lazily jerk each other off while you rub yourself watching them, Bucky’s free hand finds your nipples. He absentmindedly flicks and rubs your nipples covered in Nick’s cum making pleasure shoot through you again.
“ Gotta fuck your girl’s pussy.” Nick pulls back, panting.
Bucky grabs his free hand that’s not rubbing and pinching your nipples, to grab Nick’s face before he whispers, “ And I’m gonna fuck you later.”
“ We’ll see about that later, Barnes.”
Bucky settles on top of you with either of his knees on your sides as he covers himself in Nick’s cum decorating your chest. He squeezes your tits together tightly, his thumbs working on your nipples rapidly before he pushes between your tits groaning at the tightness.
At the same time, you feel the head of Nick’s cock running through your folds, circling your clit for a bit before he pushes into you completely in a harsh thrust, hitting the sweet spot inside you in one go making you scream out and arch your back as Bucky thrusts between your tits, lubed up by Nick’s cum.
“ God, baby, your tits feel so good, so soft for daddy. Fuck you gonna make me cum so fucking hard, baby. These pretty tits were made to be used by daddy.” Bucky babbles away too lost in the pleasure as his hips snap-in swift thrusts.
“ This pussy’s gonna be the death of me. So fucking wet, princess. I can hear how fucking wet this slutty hole is. Getting used like a fucktoy has you so wet. Princess? Such a mindless whore.” Nick grunts as he indulges in the tightness and warmth of your pussy.
Your moans and whines from Nick constantly and rapidly hit your sensitive sweet spot and press down on your clit with his fingers while Bucky’s thumbs play with your sensitive nipples while Nick’s grunts and growls of filthy praise along with Bucky’s moans and choked filthy words weave together with the wet sounds resonating through the room.
Bucky watches in the mirror as Nick destroys your pussy, going feral from how tight and wet you are and how your eyes were rolled back, the pleasure being too much before he catches Nick’s eyes in the mirror.
Nick watches Bucky fuck your tits wildly and the image itself adds to his own pleasure.
“ Sir, please, too much. ‘M too sensitive-” You cry out as Nick fucks you with no mercy, the pleasure becoming overwhelming, as Bucky’s fingers increase its pace on your nipples as much as his thrusts do “-daddy, daddy, feels too good, ‘m sensitive, daddy.” You helplessly cry out, not being able to take all of the white-hot pleasure running through you all at once.
“ ‘s fine, baby, you can take it”
“ Yes, you can, princess. That’s what good sluts do and you’re our best slut.”
You whine in response to them. Your body shakes as Bucky fucks your tits, playing with your nipples and Nick swiftly slams in and out of your swollen pussy, his fingers working on your clit, keeping the pleasure running.
Once again you feel your orgasm approaching you fast. The tightness makes an appearance in your belly as you feel their touches on your body.
Nick chased his orgasm, fucking you stupid with grunts and groans of your name and so does Bucky, who had your tits wrapped around him as he fucked them as if there was no tomorrow while you mindlessly and helplessly moaned and whined with every thrust, every touch of Nick’s fingers on your clit and every touch of Bucky’s fingers on your nipples.
“ Gonna cum again, princess. Gonna fill this pussy up, get you full and stuffed with my cum.” Nick chokes out before moaning as he throws his head back,
“ Need you, sir. Please, fill me up. Oh fuck, please.” You moan out in response.
Your wish was his command and he fastened his pace, fucking into you harshly making your body jerk up with every thrust as Bucky keeps fucking your tits before he feels his own orgasm nearing.
“ Gonna paint you with my cum this time, baby. Get you all covered and pretty, paint you like the filthy cumslut you are. Fuck, gonna cum so hard because of your baby.”
“ ‘m gonna cum ‘m gonna cum, daddy. Sir, faster, please, oh fuck, ‘m gonna make a mess, oh fuck, I-” Your cries get stuck in your throat as your second orgasm has your body shaking and convulsing as you clench and gush all over Nick’s cock.
The way you trap Nick’s cock in your wetness sends him over the edge and his hot thick cum floods your pussy, leaking from the sides as he fills you with a guttural and animalistic growl as he fucks you through his own and your orgasms.
All you could do was mewl and moan at the sensitivity, your brain fuzzy from how good you were feeling as Bucky reaches his own orgasm.
His thrusts increase and he rubs your nipples faster as his hips stutter and with a growl of, “ Yes fuck yes, baby, cumming all over you. God, fuck, yes-”
Bucky’s cum spurts all over your chest, shooting up till your lower face, mixing along with Nick’s cum, as his groans and grunts match with Nick’s as their orgasms fade away.
“Look at yourself in the mirror, baby. Look at how pretty you are covered in our cum like a cheap slut.”
Your head snaps to the mirror and the three of you are caught in a trance by the filthy image. You couldn’t even recognize yourself with the ropes of white cum decorating your upper while Nick’s cock rested on your mound and Bucky's cock rested between your bruised tits as they stared at you still hungry for more while you were spread out for them to use.
“ Such a pretty slutty princess. Our pretty cumdump.” Nick growls as his eyes rake over the mirror holding the three of you in it.
“ Look at that pussy, so messy, princess. I need to clean up that mess.” Nick suggests as his eyes fix on Bucky’s in the mirror with a smirk.
You immediately babble, still caught up in the aftershocks of your two orgasms, “ No please, ‘m too sensitive, can’t cum, please no more.”
“ Listen to him, baby. Make daddy proud.” You could only helplessly nod because of course you wanted to make daddy proud.
“ And I did promise to fuck him real good.” You could hear the arousal dripping from every word Bucky spoke while Nick’s cock jerked at Bucky’s words.
Within a few seconds, you were manhandled by both Bucky and Nick so that now you sat on Nick’s face while you faced Bucky who positioned himself between Nick’s legs ready to show him how good he can fuck.
“ Sit on me, princess. Lemme lick this pretty pussy up.” You don't even get a chance to respond as Nick forces your hips down on his face, his tongues rubbing your clit immediately making you moan out from the oversensitivity.
Bucky leans forward to gather the cum running down your chest in his hands to lube his cock up even more and use some of it to prod at Nick’s puckered hole making him gasp and groan against your pussy, sending vibrations along with the pleasure buzzing through you.
“ Fuck, sir, please, too much.” You whine even though you grind your pussy all over Nick’s face as he licks every drop of your mixed cum from your pussy, and sucks and flicks his tongue on your clit making you cry and moan over him.
Staring at the mirror, Bucky slides two fingers into Nick’s ass and watches as his entire body jerks from the intrusion making you moan and cry out even more.
“ You look so pretty like this, Fowler.”
Nick only responds by growling into your pussy, making your oversensitive pussy quiver with each movement of his tongue as your tears roll down your face.
Bucky chuckles before prodding at Nick’s hole with his cock this time, slowly pushing in and stretching him open.
Your mouth hangs open at the sight of Bucky sliding into Nick, the filthiness adding more to your own pleasure as Nick eats you out with more rapidness as Bucky slides more of himself inside Nick’s tight hole.
“ Oh fucking hell.” Bucky shouts as he sheaths himself inside Nick, feeling on edge already as Nick moans and growls at the pleasure running through him when he feels Bucky’s cock nudge that spot inside him, making his mind go fuzzy.
Nick’s tongue works faster on your sore pussy while you watch Bucky pick up his pace and fuck Nick as hard as he can, each sound from Nick shooting blinding pleasure through you.
You can already feel yourself getting close both from Nick’s mouth and the sensitivity from the orgasms before as your belly tightens differently this time. More intense and more pleasurable while Nick writhes beneath you from Bucky fucking him and hitting that spot inside him so hard every time.
Bucky moans and grunts from how good Nick feels as he takes his cock in one hand jerking him off, Nick’s moan suddenly makes your body jerk but he pulls you back onto his face as Bucky leans forward to grab your face in his free hand, squishing your cheeks and Nick watches the two of you in the mirror, his orgasm approaching him faster this time.
“ Open your mouth, baby.” Bucky orders as his cock slams in and out of Nick at a steady and fast pace.
You do as he says, opening your mouth wide for Bucky only for him to spit harshly into your mouth making Nick moan both from what he’s watching in the mirror and the feeling of Bucky’s cock rutting into him and bringing him to his release.
“ Swallow.”
You swallow every drop before sticking your tongue out to show him, who smirks proudly at you and pulls your face into his in a filthy kiss.
The coil painfully tightens in your belly as Nick’s tongue laps at your pussy and Bucky devours your mouth while he fucks Nick faster and his fist moves faster over Nick’s cock as he chases his orgasm and Nick himself feels his orgasm reaching him as his abs clench painfully.
Everything was happening fast, your brain was too fuzzy from all the orgasms and finally, blinding almost painful pleasure took over you as you squirt all over Nick’s face, who doesn't stop his stop from lapping at every drop that you had to give and he himself, with groans and loud growls cums all over Bucky’s hand with his thighs shaking as he feels Bucky press inside him before flooding his hole with his cum and his loud growls fill the room along with the other sounds of pleasure.
Heavy panting fills the room as the three of you try to catch your breaths from all the orgasms as all of you rest your bodies on the bed tiredly.
A few beats of silence filled with a heavy panting pass as all of you lay tiredly on the mattress before Bucky’s voice breaks through.
“ Was that enough to fix the money I want?”
Nick only smirks as his eyes travel from your fucked out body to Bucky, “ I think I’ll need more convincing.”
A/n: Idek at this point. please do reblog and comment
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