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ao3: lunacove 21

[luna-cove]

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18+ | minors dni

RAFAYEL:

Below the Tide (coming soon)

SYLUS:

Double Trouble - Luke and Kieran ft. Sylus

XAVIER:

Across the Milkyway (coming soon)

ZAYNE:

TBA

OTHER:

Double Trouble - Luke and Kieran ft. Sylus

[luna-cove]

Across the Milkyway | Xavier

✧ summary: Xavier just happens to dorm right across the yard from you, you both enjoy the view too much.

✧ pairings: Xavier x female reader

✧ word count: 6.4K

✧ genre: smut, fluff

✧ warnings: Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Smut, Porn with Feelings, Making Out, Teasing, Mutual Pining, Mutual Masturbation, Alternate Universe - College/University, Inappropriate use of EVOL, First Time Blow Jobs, Switch Xavier, Switch MC, First Time, mentions of jeremiah, Neck Kissing, Dry Humping, Dirty Talk, Overstimulation, Orgasm Edging, Riding, Awkward Romance, Nerdy Shy Xavier, light degradation, Possessive/Jealous Xavier (kinda), they're both freaks okay, Unsafe Sex, Explicit Sexual Content

✧ a/n: cross posted on ao3 :P sorry its been a min

"You should probably close your blinds if you don’t want anyone to see."

"Huh?"

You looked at the blue eyed boy in confusion and then suddenly it hit you. Your eyes widen as you could feel the heat of a thousand suns in your cheeks. Isn’t this what you wanted subconsciously though?

”O-Oh,” You stuttered. “I’m sorry… I didn’t know you had…”

It was an awkward conversation to be having in a study room in the library, people passing back with their books and friends as they come and go. You didn’t even know Xavier that well. You shared classes, you had the same major so no surprise there. You would consider him an acquaintance more than anything else, well, maybe a crush would be more like it but that didn’t count. And then his dorm… the building just had to be co-ed and he just had to have the room across the way from yours. Your windows perfectly faced each other.

You had seen him plenty of times through your own window. You had seen him way too many times, out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist as droplets of water rolled down his toned body. His hair stuck to his forehead as walked out of sight, probably to get dressed You’d hate to say you drooled but honestly you might’ve. You start to wonder how many times had he seen you like that at the edge of your bed. Just once? Twice? How could you not feel his gaze on you?

With what in between your legs? Your new vibrator? Your hands? The pillow you liked to fold and pretend it was his thigh you were grinding on? Oh, you were spiraling. Hopefully he couldn’t read lips if he had seen you finish before. If he could, it was over, you were throwing yourself off the highest building on campus. You always moaned his name once you reached the edge.

“Seen it?” He finished for you, scratching the nape of his neck as he avoided your eyes, a light blush appearing on his cheeks.

It was silent between the two of you. All the other study rooms just had to be taken that day and he just had to ask to share the room with you, didn’t he? He really had to bring it up now, in the middle of you actually being productive?

You started to feel suffocated the longer you sat across from him at that table. You both avoid looking at each other, only a few seconds felt like hours. You started to pack up your things and put them back in your bag.

“I’m sorry.” You apologized to him once more before leaving in a rush.

He tried to call out for you before you left but you were gone before anything made it out.

You knew you liked the idea of being watched by him, however actually knowing he saw and even telling you to close your blinds humiliated you. You felt so embarrassed about the encounter but why were also so turned on by it? You felt hot all over but especially at your core. Your panties stuck to arousal rather uncomfortably as you walked back to your room.

If you were truly so humiliated, why were you at the edge of your bed, the only part that could be seen from the window, one hand between your legs as the other gripped the sheets beside you. Why were you still imagining it was his hand rubbing at your bud just the way you like before venturing down further between your folds? You lolled your head back a bit with a sigh as your fingers entered you giving the illusion of being full of him. Your heart jumped and you looked up to see his room empty like moments before.

Surely he wouldn’t be back for awhile so you had time to enjoy yourself… Half-lidded, you gazed into his tidy room. It’s not like you never noticed how his bed faced your window anyway. Imagining him sitting there, back against his pillows as he faced you encouraged your inappropriate behavior and thoughts even more. Him slipping his pants off before palming himself through his boxers. It’d become to little for him and soon enough he’d take himself in one of his hands before slowly stroking himself, slowly from the base up as he let out small gasps for air and light moans.

You weren’t far off from that thought. If you were aware, you’d know his tricks, you’d know he’d been there almost every time you please yourself right there to the thought of him. He learned to use his Evol to manipulate the light to make it look like he wasn’t there to you. After all, your sight was based on how light refracted, it was easy to make an illusion and be invisible…

Sometimes he felt like his bed wasn’t close enough, that he was close enough as he observed the way you touched yourself so teasingly, or the way you thrusted your toy into yourself to lose it, or the way you desperately humped your pillow for a release, gripping at the sheets beneath you. He’d always feel sore after you made yourself cum multiple times. It happened so often but knowing you were there, naked and pleasing yourself got him painfully hard no matter how tired he may be. He couldn’t just ignore it, he needed to act like he was there with you. He couldn’t help it… It didn’t matter if he was sensitive, almost to the point of crying, it didn’t matter how messy his bed sheets became from his own release, he just needed to feel as close to you as possible.

He hated that he couldn’t just be normal and pursue you and instead was acting like some sex-deprived addict. He was too shy, you didn’t ever really talked to him for more then what was needed for classes and you both were in very different circles. You would often ditch your work and go to clubs on the weekends with your friends. He’d see you stumble into your room, late and drunk but you never brought anyone home and you never went missing those nights. Deep down, he liked the fact that no one else saw you in such a vulnerable state. Often, you’d ask for his notes since he and his best friend, Jeremiah were some of the top students. He always helped you out because he liked you even before you were unintentionally giving him something to watch. He assumed you were using him to your own benefit and he didn’t care. Though, he thought about you using him in a different way as well. He thought he was just someone you used for notes and help with assignments.

That was until one day, you were there across the way like you were on display for him. His window was slightly open due to heat that day and so was yours. He leaned up against the wall near the window, his hand wrapped around his length as he stroked himself to best match the pace of the way you bucked your hips at the vibrator that stimulated your clit. He bit his lip to hold back a moan. He could hear your own noises become more frequent and higher, you were getting close. Though he didn’t expect a whiny chant of his name to leave your mouth as you shook from your orgasm.

The sound of you moaning his name went straight to his cock, his mind became even more clouded with lust as his grip on himself became tighter as the strokes became faster and shorter. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen so much cum come out of him at one time but here he was, hand and length now covered in the white, thick substance that dripped onto the floor as he grunted your name under his breath.

He felt guilty and dirty about what he had been doing just to catch you in a vulnerable but beautiful poistion that knocked off all his senses as he'd lose himself in chunks of time for you. Knowing it was him you thought of at those times provided much needed relief in more than one way.

So you did think about him more than just someone to get notes from?

That's why he confronted you in the library but it greatly backfired on him. Seeing you rush off made him angry with himself and he ended up just teleporting back to his room in defeat. Yet you walked in, the illusion went up almost instinctively, knowing you probably wouldn’t want to see him after what happened. But as soon as the door closed behind you, your book bag was discarded on the floor. Your pants came off rather quickly it made his head spin. You were there, in your underwear, your fingers rubbed over the soaked cloth. He could tell little moans left your lips by the way they parted and the way your eyes rolled back slightly.

Oh? Did you get off on knowing he caught you? Something about that made him smirk a little too hard to himself…

However, that didn’t change how you avoided him like the plague in public. He couldn’t even approach you before you made a run for it. Yet, he’d always find you in your room, in your spot and he could tell whenever you finished by the way your lips moved, his name was on your tongue and he was on your mind.

Then that one fateful day in class came when you needed partners for a project and despite the class size, somehow you and him were left alone in the sea of people. You couldn’t run when he made his way over to you this time.

”I guess we’re partners.” Xavier laughed, trying to lighten the mood.

“I guess we are.” You responded, softly.

It still remained rather tense between the both of you. He wanted to apologize for saying what he did but it might make you act worse around him which was the last thing he needed when his grade depended on your collaboration. You never closed the blinds though… Maybe because you thought he wasn’t there… But what about the others that could easily look into your room? Thinking about anyone else seeing you like that made him feel uncharacteristically mad. Why should he be mad? You weren’t even friends yet he wanted you all to himself.

He asked to come over to your dorm as he still shared his with Jeremiah even though he was out at most times. Your roommate left early in the semester though so you got a room all to yourself… You said yes but you hesitated. You thought about the library but then you remembered what happened last time so maybe he was trying to be considerate.

You heard a knock on your door, which has you throw your phone on your bed as you get up. You opened it to let Xavier into your room. It was filled with warm, inviting light with dimly lit corners.

“You can sit there, I’ll get us some drinks or something.” You point to your bed.

Silence as he stared at where you pointed. You realized it was that spot he’s probably caught you. You blush as you try to recover.

”Um, nevermind. On the rug is probably better for all the space we’ll need for… stuff.” You said as you walked passed him and avoided his eyes.

He sat down on the carpet and took out all the needed textbooks and paper as you went to your mini fridge to grab those drinks you mentioned. You needed it especially considering how dry your throat was. You tried to pay attention to him but you felt so guilty whenever you looked at him… It was a constant reminder of the things you had done only mere feet away from where you sat with him with the image of him in your head as called out his name only for yourself to hear.

His long eyelashes were beautiful as he look down at the book in front of you and read something you couldn’t hear. It’s not like you hadn’t seen that image crafted in your own mind dozens of times expect the only difference is he was between your legs kissing up your thigh. He’d look up at you, almost pleadingly as his hands rubbed your thighs before you’d feel his lips trail light kisses on your sensitive skin. Unknowingly, you were blushing while looking at him.

”Are you okay?” He asked, showing genuine concern which brought you out of your own thoughts.

”I just have a bit of a headache.” You lied. “Maybe we could do this tomorrow? I’m sorry… I haven’t really been able to focus properly.”

”Yeah, of course. I’ll see you tomorrow then… Feel better, okay? Let me know if you need to reschedule if you’re not feeling well tomorrow either.”

He packed up his things rather quickly and left in the same manner. You threw yourself on your bed, feeling as if the room became 20 degrees cooler and like you could breathe properly again. Something made your flutter about him being concerned about you and truthfully you missed him… You just wish you could get over what he said but again it’s not like you knew what he thought… You probably didn’t want to know, he wouldn’t have told you to close the blinds if he was enjoying what he was seeing.

You couldn’t sleep that night… You saw him in his room as soon as he left your own. You’d glance across to see him every now and again. You’d see him move to his desk, or sometimes his bed for a quick nap before he got back to work. However, that own image in your mind wouldn’t leave and you could feel it bothering you. Why couldn’t he just go to sleep for the night? Why couldn’t he just leave? Why did you have the sick need to look into his window whenever you pleased yourself? Was if you trying to be as close as possible in that moment? Why couldn’t you sit back on your headboard or close your blinds like you use to before your crush on him developed or like a regular person.

Part of you felt a sense of relief when you saw him in bed with his familiar sleep attire. The moonlight came down to illuminate your room and if anyone was awake and looking, they would’ve seen the way your pajama pants slipped down to hit the floor. You decided the pillow for tonight after what you had been thinking about for hours.

You thought about the way that study session could’ve gone if only you had been brave enough. You could’ve kissed his pink lips, they were probably soft and most definitely warm. You always imagined he’d be gentle, maybe hesitate judging by how quiet he was. You imagined him falling apart under you as you kissed down his neck and grind down on his jean cladded thigh as he grips onto your waist and lets out sharp breaths.

Your eyes fluttered open to look at him. You were shocked to find his knitted sweater was off, his pants resting on his thighs and one of his hands wrapped around himself. You could see his chest heave as he stroked himself, slightly bucking up into his hand. His eyes were closed but it was clear he was awake.

You felt butterflies in your gut at the sight before you as you sighed out, pleased. You felt yourself become even more turned on as you clenched around nothing. You bit your tongue between your teeth which could be seen between your parted lips. You saw his eyes open, shining despite how dimly lit his room was. He swears the veil was down by the way your eyes met. He groaned out as he squeezed himself tighter and picked up his pace.

You were lost at the view, trying to match his flow. The way he’d speed up and then so down felt so torturously good on your bud as you looked at him through the window. The light in your own eyes were gone in that moment, replaced by pure lust that Xavier could tell even from where he sat as you looked into his room. He wondered what you were thinking of him that time to please yourself with. Somehow he thinks you two are in sync with each other the way you grinded against your pillow match his thrust. He thinks he got harder at that thought.

The way your eyes rolled back whenever your grinds hit the right spot on your nerves to send electricity up your body drive him crazy. The way you gripped at your bed tighter as you got closer to your own release… He doesn’t think he’ll last until you finish by the way he starts fucking his hand, imagining it’s you.

Unaware, you match it but seeing him so desperate to cum had you biting your lip as you try not to whimper out too loudly. He sees you, feverishly humping your pillow and biting back your sound as you look… so out of it. He’s losing it that that’s what you look like at just the thought of him and he wonders what he could make you look like if he just teleports in your room right now… But it’s too late he’s moaning as you see ropes of thick, white cum dress his toned stomach, drip down his hands and you can’t help but cry out loud as a familiar wave of pleasure washes over you. You shake as you fold forward, pathetically dragging your hips to satiate anything left over from your high.

You stay there for a few moments, catching your breath. When you get up, he’s still there, eyes closed as he gasps out. His cum covered cock still in his hand as it slowly softens. The messy aftermath was enough to have you going again… But after today, you don’t think it could ever be the same if it wasn’t him. You threw the pillow on the floor and went to the bathroom.

When you came back, he was sleeping under his sheets. Probably a good thing you didn’t go again because his roommate had just got home for the night. For once, you found yourself closing your blinds. Something, Xavier was shocked to see in the morning and wondering what he was missing out on.

Suddenly, the blinds came up to reveal you in your white tank top and loose pajamas pants that rested on hips standing over your desk. You realized he was there, staring at you. You smiled and waved at him and hesitantly he did the same back. One part of his hair was higher up than the other and he still seemed rather sleepy and out of it. You giggled at it before you walked away from the window which left him confused.

Like clockwork, he came over to your dorm. He went straight to work on the project you had due. You didn’t even remember what it was or what class it was for. You frowned as he just walked passed you, was he not going to talk about what occurred last night? Worse, did he just want to forget it? You found yourself spiraling once more because of Xavier which you hated.

You sat across from him on the floor, almost waiting for him to put down the book and actually reference what happened. How can he just ignored you both watch each other masturbate through your windows? Despite it all, you felt that guilt of what you did to the thought of him even though he did the same with you it seems. Oh no, was it someone else on his mind or rather were you just there?

”Can we talk?” You asked.

”About the protocores?” He hummed. “I mean-“

”No, Xavier.” You sighed, as you took the book out of his hand to close it. “About what happened last night.”

”Last night?”

”Yes.”

”When you were sick?”

”No, after that…”

“I’m lost here.”

You found yourself to embarrass to say it. For someone so dirty, you were also so timid about the actual topic… You searched for the least vulgar way to say it aloud.

”You know…” You started. “When I… and then you…”

He gave you puzzled look and you began to feel frustrated at his obliviousness. It’s like he was trying to get you to say it.

”You were touching yourself when you saw me and then we…” You couldn’t even bring yourself to finish your statement.

You bit your finger as you blushed and avoided his icy, blue eyes that were suddenly very wide.

”That wasn’t a dream?” He questioned, more to himself than you.

He wasn’t acting dumb, he actually was clueless about what occurred.

“Oh my god.” You muttered, your head in your hands.

You were more mortified than before when he told you to close your blinds. If you had known he thought it was a dream, you wouldn’t have said anything.

“I-I’m sorry.” He uttered out like it was all he could say.

“Is that why you told me to close the blinds?” You sighed. “You were having dreams of me?”

”No, I didn’t tell you to close the blinds.” He shook his head. “I told you to close them if you didn’t want people to see.”

”So, you liked watching me?”

“Um…”

He had a reoccurring habit of when he was embarrassed he’d avoid one’s eyes. He’d also scratch the back of his neck. You found it cute. You didn’t need his answer, you knew it by the way he was acting. You wanted to hear it. You found yourself on your knees crawling forward, leaving a very small distance between the two of you.

“It’s a yes or no question.” You said.

”Yes.” He admitted to it, guilt obvious in his voice as he still avoided eye contact.

“How many times?” You asked, one hand reached up to brush strands of his light blonde hair to the side.

“Huh?”

“How many times did touch yourself after seeing me?”

Too many times he couldn’t even count.

”I-I don’t know.”

“That many?”

The blush on his cheek became more obvious, making you smile, mischievously. You wrapped an arm rest on his broad shoulder as you brought a hand to his chin to have him look at you. Something in his eyes looked so helpless in the moment.

“It’s okay… I like it.” You whispered in his ear before you stroked his cheek. “You look so cute last night. All messy and pathetic because of me… If you had told me sooner, just think about how wouldn’t have had to imagine your hand as me.”

He grabbed your hand abruptly at your words and suddenly you felt his lips against your own. You found yourself sighing into his kiss. You were right, they were soft, most definitely warm and oddly gentle for just taunting and humiliating him. But it was so needy as you he grabbed and dragged you into his lap. You found his leg in between your own, almost like he knew he sat you down on his thigh. One hand rested on your waist while the other held the back of your neck in an effort to deepen the kiss as his teeth brushed against your lips. His hand moved lower to support your neck as he trailed down your neck that had you sighing out.

Desperate for any friction, you feel yourself start to grind on his thigh. The thin fabric of your shorts mixed well with the rough material of his jeans. Your breaths boarded on moans and he felt himself losing it more by the moment as he flexed his thigh and raised it more so you could grind even harder on him. Rocking back and worth, your moans came out breathy and whiny. He loved whenever you left your window open because he could hear you but something about hearing you right in his ear made him painfully hard against the restraint of his jeans.

“Is this what you thought about last night with the pillow between your thighs?” He breathed into your neck.

”Shut up.” You whined, hating that he somehow knew what you fantaized about.

“So, you can do it to me but I can’t do it to you?” He tsked. “Cruel.”

Your hand reached down, palming the bulge in jeans that had him groan quietly as his head nuzzled into your neck. You couldn’t help but add pressure as you rubbed over which had him moaning at every moment as he fell powerless to you once more.

“On the bed. Now.” You ordered, lowly.

He rather obedient as he sat down on the bed, in your spot like you told him. There you were in front of him, on your knees looking up at him. The sight made his breath hitch in his throat as he just stared at you.

”You’ve never had one before, have you?”

He shook his head and a wicked smile could be seen on your face. Your hands flew to his belt to unbuckle it. You yank at his pants and boxers, instinctively he lifts up his hips so you can pull them down his legs. You didn’t waste time staring at his length as find yourself getting comfortable between his thighs as you lick the underside of his cock, slowly from the base to the tip which had him shivering in pleasure already as his hand found it’s way into your hair before he bought it back to his side.

Your tongue swirls around his tip which has him cursing under his breath. He didn’t expect you to take all of him at once so quickly which lead him utter out a mix of soft grunts and loud, shameless moans that no doubt your neighbors hear which you couldn’t seem to care about right now. You could just listen to him like this and you’d be happy you’d think, you wanted to keep being the reason behind his noises of pleasure…. His soft voice was always like an angel, so sweet and gentle… So contradictory to how he was acting now.

You could feel him twitch in your mouth. It was so warm and wet and nothing has ever felt so good before. His hand couldn’t compare. He softly moans every time your head bobs up and down, the sounds of your mouth making everything so much more lewd as he threw his head back. You could feel him tense under your hands and he whined as the cold air hit his spit covered length. You now stood in front of him, precum dripping down the side of your mouth. He looked at you through half lidded eyes, it like he didn’t care that you stopped as he pulled you into his lap. One arm wrapped around your waist and his other hand sneaked passed the waistband of your soaked panties as he kissed you. The taste of him still on your tongue which he didn’t seem to mind as he swallows your moans from the movements of his fingers on your clit. The circular motion felt rather familiar to you but sent jolts of pleasure throughout your body. You grabbed at his hair which has him groaning in your mouth. A string of salvia connect your lips to one another as you pulled away both disheveled.

”Can I asked why you stopped?” He asked.

”I don’t want you to cum just yet.” You chuckled, bitterly. “It feels better that way. You must know that by last night.”

”Oh…” He hummed. “I guess I do…”

”Is something wrong, baby?”

That pet name shouldn’t have made him even more horny but it did. He was shy and quiet all over again.

”It’s more than just a blow job I haven’t had.” He sighed. “I never done anything like this before…”

You were shocked, mostly because by everything you heard most men, even the experienced ones never know how to make their partners feel good. Yet, it was like Xavier was a natural but him being inexperienced made you feel better about your own lack of experience.

You smiled, this time much sweeter at him as you brought his chin up so your lips could meet once more. It was light and soft before they were gone too quick for the boy’s liking.

”We’re the same.” You said, softly.

An unexpected twinkle appeared in his eyes as he looked up at you. You now lied on the bed, him at your side as you now felt long, slender fingers fill you which you whined at. He couldn’t help it, maybe it was joy that you’d be his in every way possible but maybe it was the need to give you a memorable night as his fingers began to speed up. The noise of your walls trying to suck him back in could be heard as well as the sound of the lewd wetness of it. You cried out as his fingers curled inside. He was reaching spots you always so desperately tried to but couldn’t to no avail and suddenly, it stopped. You looked at him rather pleadingly but then you understood what he wanted.

Switching place, you found yourself on top, now both naked the feeling of vulnerability was more intense. You took him in your hand, running him up and down your folds. He softly groaned as you sunk down on him slowly. His hands rested on your hips. It didn’t hurt, only because you were way too familiar with the toy that now uselessly laid in the draw of your nightstand but it did feel different. It was so much more fulfilling to have him inside you than anything else. Using your hands on his chest as leverage you pull yourself up and started to bounce on him.

His fingers dug into your sides as he moaned for you. The way you squeeze around him made him feel hazy and he doesn’t think he could ever go back to the way it was before. Your breasts bounced with every movement you made on him and he was going crazy with no idea what to do exactly but try to bring you back down to him as soon as you felt too far from him. Your pace just felt too slow and teasing for him. He can't lie though, the view was so pretty…

But you felt him gone within the matter of seconds. The emptiness was disturbing between your legs and you whimpered at the lose. He now sat at the edge of the bed and he pulled you into his lap. This time, he was able to pay attention to the way you took him. You moaned as he filled you up once more and you realized you had gotten so comfortable with the view into Xavier’s room and now he’s actually here and you can’t even see all of him like you wanted. You felt him so deeply in you though, that feeling was enough.

His forehead rested against your shoulder as he slowly thrusted up into. The snap of his hips against your own had you gasping each time. He picked up his pace as he sucked at the skin of your neck. Why were you still focused across the way? He was there with you now like you wanted for months at this point. You were expecting something however it wasn’t his roommate walking into his room while it was very obvious what you two were doing. You yelped and Xavier took notice quickly at was going on by the way you tensed around him.

The illusion went up, like a second nature in him. He wasn’t too sure after the other night though. Judging by the way Jeremiah hadn’t looked in your direction without visibly blushing, it was safe to say you two were safe. You clenched around Xavier who was frozen. He wrapped his arms around your waist as his thrusts into you became more frequent which resulted in crying out.

”B-But Jeremiah!” You tried to point out without moaning.

”He can’t see us, darling.” He told you as he kissed you neck reassuringly.

”How do you know?” You breathed for a moment as his hips ceased.

”It’s a trick I learned for you.” He confessed, nuzzling his nose in your neck. “I saw you touch yourself too many times to count. The seconds, the minutes… I was there for basically all of them. For every second of the ones I did get the privilege to witness. I couldn’t have you see me though… But I’m starting to think it’s what you wanted because it didn’t matter what I said you still put yourself on display for me to see. I’m sure you’d like him to see too, hmm?”

”No!” You yelled, your hands flying to hold his as his thrusts became more brutal and somehow reach deeper. “O-Only you, it was only for you…”

It was embarrassing to admit. Maybe it should’ve been a concern that he went out of his way to watch you like that but something about was also so hot to you… He put up a facade just so he could see you continue… Probably because he never knew it was his name you were moaning. It was all so much for you. Before his roommate made an appearance he was being gentle, allowing you to enjoy every inch of him but now it was almost like a animal with how persistent he was. You did like it but it was so different and every low grunt of his you felt against you skin sent chills down your body. Was something in this rooted in jealousy? Is that why he suggested you close your blinds? Because he was the only one that wanted to see you like that? You found the idea endearing because deep down it was only for him. It was always only him.

He can feel you clench around him, begging for more and in a blind of an eye, you were in front of your window with him still inside of you. His hands pinned your own on the window, the cool glass met your breasts and you couldn’t even imagine what you’d look like if you could be seen.

His pace was relentlessly as he fucked into you from behind which was such a difference between the light love bites he left on your skin. One of his hands loosened its grip on your own to snake down your body to the bud between your legs. His fingertips rubbing those electrifying patterns into the most sensitive area on your body. It hit you. He knew those patterns from watching you all those times, he knew what you liked and what to do because he observed what you did to yourself and maybe it was the hormones but it did something to you.

You could feel yourself getting close as you begin to whine more while also trying to hold back. But you couldn’t and his fingers speed up which led to your moans being more frequent before you screamed out a string of his name mixed with curses. Your body trembled as he now held you on his arms, his thrusts into you becoming more erratic before you felt him pull out. Those ribbons of hot cum hit your back as he moans out your name.

Pants and heavy breathing filled the silent room. You were barely able to stand anymore with the weight of your orgasm now gone. He held you to his chest for a moment, allowing you to fully come down before he took you into your bathroom. He turned on the shower for you two and you both washed up, helping each other. Oddly enough, just seeing each other naked and washing each other was much scarier than sex. Maybe it was more intimate because it went to another layer of vulnerability that was new to you. He helped you dried your hair and you did his as you changed into new clothes and he found himself back in his boxers.

”Can I stay with you tonight?” Xavier asked.

He was only a two minute walk away from his own room. At the same time, you loved the fact that he wanted to be with you longer.

”Of course.” You nodded.

You feel a different type of tension replaced the previous one. Now you lay across from each other on your rather small bed, just staring at each other. You found a comfort in his warm body next to you bed, like he had been missing this whole time.

“I’m sorry about all the stuff I said… and have done.” He awkwardly brought up. “I don’t know why I did…”

”Don’t be.” You shook your head. “Like I said at beginning, I like that stuff.”

“I like you a lot though.” He said. “I don’t want you to think it’s just me being hormonal. I mean you do make me more hormonal but-“

”Xavier, shut up. I like you, too. Don’t be so awkward about it.”

He leaned over to leave a peck on your lips as a sort of thankful gesture. Blush dusted both of your cheeks.

“Can I take you out on a date?” He questioned.

You were going to say something snarky but you realized you’d just ruin the moment. The very moment that Xavier probably struggled with due to his shyness considering how awkward he’s been since he asked to stay.

”I’d love that.”

Similarly, you leaned over to leave a peck on his lips. He smiled at you and before you knew it you were both fast asleep in each other’s arms that night.

[luna-cove]

Double Trouble | Luke and Kieran ft. Sylus

✧ summary: you take a quick liking to luke and kieran, they do the same.

✧ pairing: luke x female reader, kieran x female reader, sylus x female reader

✧ word count: 9.5K

✧ genre: smut, slight angst and fluff

✧ warnings: explicit sexual content, porn with little/no plot, dubious consent, manipulation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, threesome, vaginal sex, dirty talk, blindfolds, rough sex, oral sex(m! and f! receiving), masturbation, mask kink, fingering, finger sucking, face fucking, teasing, creampie, choking, degradation, praise kink, name-calling, pet names, switch!reader kinda,

✧ a/n: i posted this two months ago?? on ao3?? yeah so this was my first ever smut so it’s not great but i’m learning lmao. enjoy and be kind. this was inspired by milkandstarlight on here and one of their posts abt the twins <3

You woke up with your wrists and ankles bound and in a random man's car. You must of finally made it to the N109 Zone.

Your mind was still hazy from the drugs wearing off. Everything was happening so fast and the next thing you knew you were thrown on the ground, the dried grass straching against your palms that caught yourself. Dead trees adorned the dark gray, cloudy sky. You say a mausoleum not far from you, assuming it must a been a cemetry before the incident that happend years ago. A man appeared in front of you, only pulled out a knife and start searching over your body for the Aether Core as he held it near your throat. Like an angel from above, you heard a voice call out.

"Kidnapping Onychinus' prey without letting us know... That's not exactly polite."

The sky turned a light red at the voice. The man got behind you at the sound, the knife now closer to your throat than before. That feeling of a savior went as quickly it came. Another called out once more.

"She's ours, by the way. We called dibs a long time ago."

A black smoke cloud with red light streaks appeared out of nowhere and sliced the assailant's arm. The knife falling out of his hand and onto the ground. You followed shortly after as the man tried to get away. The cloud of red and black appeared again, this time revealing a masked individual in its mist. He stood tall, dressed in black with red accents to his outfit and mask. A hood with two red devil horns covered him.

"I'm really curious... She's brave enough to drink from a black glass."

He turned toward you, as he walked over another individual basically identical appeared behind him from the mist. Your kidnapper had failed to escape, dropping to his knees right in front of the second masked man who stepped on his back and pushed him further into the ground. A small cloud came from his hand, before it registered in your mind, it quickly darted across your kidnapper's throat. The sound of the blade could be heard and then you saw a pool of blood on the cobblestone. The man collapsed forward before he dissipated into ash.

"What will she do when backed into a corner..." One of them pondered as he sauntered up to you alongside the other.

Truthfully, it had you feeling something unexplainable.

"You're pretty bold for releasing information about the Aether Core into the Nest like that." The second said.

"Explains why boss is so interested."

"Where is he?"

"He said to wait."

"Well, how long?"

The two bickered between each other. Brothers, no doubt. They turned back to you, the attention making you freeze, not that the restraints gave you much to work with. However, you didn't expect them to pick you up and sit you down a woren down concerte slab. One on each side and for far too long was it quiet with no head of Onychinus showing.

"I'm bored." One sighed. "I am truly getting curious... About that backed into a corner thing."

The masked man was now sitting next to you in closer than ever. It was just a mask looking at you but you felt like he could see the deepest parts of your soul.

"Luke, you know Sylus will be here any moment." The other reminded him. "Not the time. Leave her alone."

"She's so pretty..." Luke said sweetly as his nimble fingers reached up to push a strand of your hair behind your ear. "Don't you think, Kieran?"

He didn't answer. All you could see was his back turned to the both of you with his arms crossed. You looked back at the one named Luke who's thigh still touched your own.

"What's your name, pretty?" He asked. "Boss never told us."

"Y/n..." You spoke up.

"Well, Y/n..." He leaned before he whispered mischievously, "Would you like to play with me?"

You backed away to look at the man in front you, partly surprised at his bluntness as you knew exactly what he meant by 'play' and the other part of you was intrigued by him.

"The boss would be very mad if you were to mess with his new toy." Kieran interrupted.

"Toy?" You scoffed at him. "Yes... I want to play with you. Both of you, actually."

"So ambitious." Luke chuckled. "Did you hear that, Kieran? She wants to take both of us."

"But Sylus-"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. We just have to be quick, that's all."

It clicked that they meant right there and then, in the open. It was secluded but the thought of the possibility of being caught was somewhat thrilling. In an attempt to find any sort of relief you clenched around nothing.

"You're okay with that right, Princess?" Luke questioned, his hand smoothing over your jean cladded thigh.

He wanted nothing more than to rip them off of you. The way your cheeks flushed, the way your eyes were hazed over and the sudden instense body heat that radiated off of you already told him the answer. The nodding of your head just confirmed it and within moments you lost your sight as he asked his brother for help. A dark piece of cloth came to blindfold you and all you could rely on was your other senses as you were surrounded by two men you just met. You could hear Kieran behind you take off his mask and put it on the concrete as you felt one of his brother's hand caress down the curve of your waist to rest on the band of your pants. It lingered just above where you needed for far too long to your liking. Your heavy breathing became pants before you bucked your hips.

"Do something, please." You begged.

"Eager now, are we?" Kieran murmured into your ear as he pushed your hair over to your other shoulder.

Suddenly, you felt his lips leave gentle but long kisses on the skin of your exposed neck, he pulled back the fabric of your shirt down to leave a longer trail on your shoulder. The sound of the blade rang in the air and your ankles relax as the rope fell to the ground. You felt Luke move to your side before his hand trailed down your abdomen and into your underwear as you spread your legs. The way his fingertips immediately brushed so softly over your clit has you sigh as you jolt before and relaxing into his brother's chest. You whimpered as he rubbed gently circles into the bud.

"You're so wet and we've barely done anything." You could hear the smile and pride in his voice when he said that. "What got you that way? Tell me."

You didn't respond to him. He rubbed your clit with more pressure which had you gasping and squirming in Kieran's embrace as he left little bites on your tender skin.

"Tell me." Luke repeated.

"Just the way you came in... I don't know, the way you say things, the way you fought the kidnapper and everything... I found it hot. You looked hot, fuck."

You were humiliated, falling apart for these two and for what? They both laughed.

"You don't even know what we look like." Luke taunted. "Is it the masks? Do they turn you on? Is it the mystery?"

"It's cute." Kieran chimed in.

From behind, a hand came up and gripped your jaw to pull you closer before crashing his lips against yours. Your tongues brush against each other. It was so dirty and messy in contrast to how light and sweet his touch remained on your cheek. It was so intoxicating... Suddenly, the rough rope wasn't digging into your wrists anymore and you couldn't help but reach behind and find your hand in Kieran's soft hair in an effort to keep in close as he took your breath away. Luke's slender fingers found their way further down, teasing your entrance with light touches that had you whining against the other's lips as you desperately searched for a way to satisfy the growing heat inbetween your legs.

"She's being so good... Taking us both and not running away." Kieran pulled away from your lips to tell his brother. "We don't have much time, hurry up for her sake at least."

The sensation of two digits plunging into you while his thumb rubbed against your clit had you moaning as you threw your head back against the other's shoulder. You were so pathetically desperate for them. You let out little whimpers and moans which each thrust in and out of her fingers. It started so agonizing slow before speeding up and you couldn't but try to chase the feelings with your hips. You could feel Kieran's hard-on from behind and every move from you was torturous. Despite his discomfort, he continued to nibble and lick on the sweet spots of your neck as he ran his hands up and down your body. All of your pleasure was interrupted by a phone ringing, coming from the boy behind you.

"It's Sylus."

"Shit."

Luke took his hand out of your pants so quickly. You sighed in disappointment, it felt like you had a pool in your underwear. It was so cold the way the fabric sat against you. You found yourself clenching around nothing once more. You felt fingers from Kieran against your lips.

"Suck." He whispered the demand in your ear.

Without a thought, you followed the ordered as he picked up the phone. Not even paying attention to the phone call happening behind you.

"We'll be there as soon as possible, Boss."

The sound of the phone disconnecting was heard. It was brief but the silence in the air was so thick. You released his fingers with a 'pop'

"What did he say?" Luke questioned.

"He's not coming, something came up." The other answered.

"So we have more time with her."

"We can't be suspicious but a little. So, move."

Kieran got up, leaving you dazed as you heard him shuffling around next to you. He ordered his brother to move you over. You felt hands run over your clothed thighs.

"Do you want to cum, princess?” He asked.

”Please…” You cried, begging for a release of any kind.

Still blind, in the matter of seconds you were exposed from the waist down. Cloth could be felt against your skin rather than concrete. Cool air hit your core. Your legs fell apart instantly, pleading for some type of stimuli in between. Hands gripped your thighs as more shuffling could be heard. You fully expected to feel a hand once more but the presence of warm breath hit you. A long, slow strip was licked up your heat that caused you to let an embarrassing high pitched moan. A few kitten licks followed. You felt fingers tease your folds, picking up slick before falling deep into you. A tongue lapped at your bud in such a delicious way as the digits instead you slowly build up pace. You squirmed in other’s lap, mouth agape with small whines and sinister moans escaping every now and again. You grabbed at Luke who was now behind you in an attempt to ground yourself as you humped his brother’s tongue in desperation.

“With the way you act at just at some fingers and tongue…” He started as he held your hands tighter. “I can’t wait to see how wild you’ll go on my cock… You’d look so pretty taking all of me.”

You whimper in response. The lust was insatiable at this point and like a possession.

“Wanna cum—So bad—I want more.” You whined out. “I want both of you inside of me… Please.”

Kieran came to a halt which cause you to collapse weakly as you breathed heavy.

“Oh, sweetheart. You’re getting ahead of yourself, aren’t you?” Kieran asked, the sound of a belt buckle becoming undone and dropping to the ground. “Can you really take both of us, let alone me?”

”Fuck me, please!” You cried out. “I wanna be filled up so bad.”

It felt painful, them constantly building you up with no release. You were ready to lose it if you hadn’t already. You laid there, helplessly in silence waiting for something to happen. The lack of touch was unbearable but you still feel them around you. A hand came to touch your thigh and move it upward, exposing you to the hair once more.

Something hard and warm rubbed against your folds finally. You let out a sigh of relief, knowing soon enough you’ll have what you’ve been craving.

”It’s not fair that you get her first.” One whined, obviously Luke.

”Maybe you shouldn’t have been such a tease then.” Kieran retorted. “I’m just giving her what she asked for.”

The head of his cock throbbed against your clit. The feeling disappeared within moments, a thumb came to make gentle motions on your bud as you finally felt the tip enter you. He tenses until he reaches the hilt and feel him relax against you as he falls forward to rest his forehead on your shoulder just for a moment. He lets out a breathy grunt in your ear.

”So fucking tight.” He whispered.

Heat radiated off of him. His words unintentionally make you clench around his member causing him to let out a high pitch moan in your ear. He ruts into you so deeply, your head rolls back into his brother’s lap. The steady pace of him hitting all the right areas within your walls had you screaming and shaking with pleasure as you encourage him to keep going in between out of breath moans.

”More—Harder—Faster…” You begged, you hand resting against his abdomen, the touch sending shocks of pleasure straight down into his cock.

”Whatever you want, princess.”

Kieran’s hands come up to grab your waist to lift you up against him, snapping his hips against yours as the sounds of skins slapping against each other echoed around you. Your mouth fell agape once more as you whined out almost pornographically. Your eyes rolled back behind the blindfold as he reached deep within you, hitting everything so perfectly.

So lost in your own world with Kieran, you had forgotten about the other masked man before you felt his lips against your ear.

”Will you help me out, sweetheart?” He asks, softly. “You‘re doing so well…”

You could only imagine how painful it must’ve felt as you reach out toward him. Your hand traveling over his body until it rested on the restricted bulge that you rubbed over causing him to hiss. The familiar sound of a belt becoming unbuckled could be such. You were shocked to feel something soft touch your lips.

”Suck me off, please.” He pleaded with a moan.

He’d be lying if he said seeing you suck his brother’s fingers off while he was on the phone didn’t do something to him. The way your tongue swirled around his fingers and the drool around your lips made him feel so primal almost.

His voice… The way he begged and asked so politely, it went straight to your core and instinctively your tongue came out to lick over the slit before your lips wrapped around his tip, giving him a light suck as little sighs of relief spilled from him. You release it, a string of salvia still connecting between the two of you. You lick the underside of his shaft from the base up that caused a jolt in him before you eagerly take all of him in your mouth.

Taken back, he lets out a long moan and pulls your hair back as he watches the way you bob your head up and down on him. He throws his head as he can’t help but buck his hips into your mouth at the sight of you getting fucked out.

His pace quickened. You choked a bit as his cock hit the back of your throat. Jaw aching, tears pricked your eyes. You moaned against him as Kieran is ramming into relentlessly, one hand rubbing circles into your clit that slowly accelerated while the other found its way under your shirt and bra to squeeze your nipple.

“Oh fuck, Y/n.” You heard Luke curse, his hips began to falter against your nose.

He speeds up for a few seconds, hitting the back of your throat without a care beside his own pleasure before he slows down. A warm, thick liquid hits your tongue. As hot cum fills your mouth as a reflex you swallow it all. The only evidence left being the little bits of cum that spilled over lips.

“Such a good girl…” Luke moaned before he wiped the cum away from your mouth.

He grabbed your face to leave a kiss on your lips, tasting the saltiness left over from him. It was oddly sweet considering what just happened prior. You sighed against his lips, swiping your tongue along his bottom lip before his lips parted to let your tongues meet one another.

Pants and heavy breathing filled the air as Kieran still fucked into you. You moaned into the other’s mouth as he got dangerously close to your sweet spot, the stimulation on your clit intensifying it all. His thrusts began to become more erratic, the friction on your bud increasing. You cried out as he abused that spot inside you.

”Fuck yes, yes, yes!” You screamed, going crazy as Luke held you.

You felt yourself getting closer and closer, reaching out for Kieran in front of you holding onto his waist as plowed into you. You felt a wave of pleasure wash over you, letting out a pathetically long, high-pitch moan. You withered in Luke’s arms as he kissed up and down your neck as you made an attempt to drag out your orgasm as long as possible on the other’s length.

The way you grind yourself and squeeze against him sent him over the edge. His hips slowed as you felt the sensation of warm cum coat your walls that had you letting out gasp. Kieran leaned down, leaving a long bit deep kiss on your lips as he finished his final thrusts before he pulled out. You winced at the sudden feeling of emptiness within you and the lose of the other behind you. Cum started to leak out of you and drip down your thighs and onto the cloth beneath. You lay there against hard surface, catching your breath.

“So pretty.” You heard one of them mumble.

You didn’t expect your vision to come back so quickly. Looking around, you found them both dressed with their masks back on. You felt something swipe over your thigh, realizing it was the thing just around your eyes now wiping up the mess made. You reached out to grab the man’s wrist in an effort to stop him.

”You didn’t get a turn.” You said, weakly.

”Another time, princess.” He laughed. “You’re too considerate.”

He got done cleaning you up as best as possible, discarding the soiled items while the other help you stand up and get dressed.

“How can you tell us apart?” Kieran asked as you stepped back into your shoes.

”Your voices are different…” You told.

”Whose do you like better?”

It’d had been difficult some time since you entered the N109 Zone. You met Sylus, leader of Onychinus. The man was intimidating and looking into his eyes had you feeling like he knew everything about you. A voice would appear in your head whenever you met his gaze. It was quite odd and against your own wishes, you ended up shooting the guy and being knocked out for a day.

You wondered, could he tell what his servants just did to you? Could he tell how much you enjoyed it and wanted something to happen again? No way… If it was that much an issue like the twins made it seem to be messing around with you. You wouldn’t have woken up with both of them looking at you.

You found yourself spending most of your time with Sylus when he was awake. However, when he was asleep you always found yourself with Luke and Kieran for hours on end… Their boss would be sleeping in the room next to theirs while they had you taking one of them from behind as the other sat in front of you, holding your face and telling you how good you were being before they switched.

You began to realize they were very different in the realm of sex. Luke would always praise you but Kieran, he liked to degrade you. Luke liked to edge you, the way you fell apart on him after all the built up gave him a sense of pride. He was usually more gentle with you and his pacing to get to your orgasms while his brother would rail you and overstimulate you, loving the way you’d become a drooling mess. Their stamina was insane

You found yourself under Kieran who held your wrists as he fucked up into you one night. Luke massaged your clit with one hand as he stroked his own length with the other from the side. You were litter with little love bites from the both of them. The bed frame creaked against the wall adding to the excitement of Sylus finding out and walking in the scene.

Your eyes rolled back at the idea as you bit your lip to suppress a moan from slipping pass. The brutal, quick thrusts stopped and turned into long, drawn out ones that hit you hard once Kieran did snap his hips into you. You let out a small moan at the uncharacteristic thing of him.

”We want to hear you.” He said.

”But Sylus…” You sighed out at the feeling of his hips meeting yours before slowly being dragged out.

He chuckles, “I’m inside of you right now. I can feel you clench around me every time the bed frame creaks. I feel you every time you can hear him stir in his sleep and how you relax when he goes back to snoring. You like the idea of him knowing and seeing you like this, don’t you?”

You shook your head against the pillow. A sharp motion of his hips had his tip reach that spot inside you that had you yelp with no way to cover your mouth.

”You’re lying.” He said. “You want him to see you all filled up with our cum, all fucked out and dumb from us. You want him to see what a slut you are and you want him to treat you the same way.”

A clench around his shaft at the words was just a confirmation before he started back up with his relentless pounding into you that had you whining as you approached your orgasmed and found yourself under the other for the nth time that day.

They seemed to pick up on much more than their boss. Whenever the two of you got home from somewhere, they could tell when Sylus did something that unintentionally got you hot and bothered. He wasn’t going to take care of it so they were always so kind to do so. Sometimes so kind to try and recreate what happened with a twist.

“Relax. You can handle it.” Luke whispered into your ear as he aligned himself with your entrance.

He opened your palm with his hand before intertwining your fingers with his. It was much more gentle than the encounter with Sylus and also Kieran’s recreation but maybe gentle was the you need to end this session with them as soon this time would need to come to an end for the sake of normality.

A few hours of sleep was never enough time for recovery from the twins. You were barely able to walk normal out into the dining room were Sylus and them all sat eating a meal. The boys snickered to one another and even teased you about it in front him which was odd considering they were the ones wanting to hide it. The man with white hair and piercing eyes never said anything or even batted an eye at their teasing. You’d blush about it still and further in the day you’d be annoyed with the little pranks they’d pull on you whenever their boss was around.

You always got distance during the day but at night they’d always start luring you back with kisses and promises of pleasure. However the next time, in their room, they told you they only reason they did it was so nothing seemed suspicious. Whenever they had guest they’d tease and mess with them in the way they did in front of Sylus. You were the only guest they teased and messed with in other ways. They didn’t want to bite the hand that feeds them.

Once you were aware of this, you started to give as good as you get. You'd pull Kieran around the corner asking to show him something and once hidden behind a wall you'd grab his hand just to wrap your lips around his fingers and such while looking up at him with doe eyes. Sylus quite literally always in the next room eating or doing something else at a leisurely pace. with the potential of him catching you both. The first time stunned him but it almost became a game of how many times you could do it. It didn't stop there, sometimes you'd pull Luke away to make out with him. The other started to get jealous that you weren't taking him behind a wall to kiss and they'd start to fight over who got to sneak away with you which you'd smile at.

Other times it was one of them sneaking their hands down your panties as you tried to stay as quiet as possible while bucking in their hand or them getting on their knees and pull your shorts and underwear aside to get a taste and lick you up and down as you covered your mouth with your head thrown back. The rest of the time, it was their turn where you'd take one of them away and end up on your knees for them, a hand in your hair always guiding you at a pace they selected as they bucked their own hips accordingly or your hand would be wrapped around their length as their masks came to rest just above your lips allowing you hid their moans from the mere feets away.

It wasn’t always sex, they knew you needed a break with the way they pushed you. Sometimes, it was just talking on their bed or playing a game. They refused to take off their masks no matter what you did or said. You became familiar with only the sight of their pink lips as they would only lift their masks so far off. It was the one thing you hated while also loving it. Seeing them in their masks as they were deep into you, their own grunts and moans leaking out did something to you and you had no idea why. But if you wanted to be kissed anywhere by either of them at all while they gave countless orgasms, you’d have to be blindfolded or one would have to cover your eyes. They always refused and they never told you the reason.

”Why do I never get to see your faces?” You whined as Luke’s fingers traced shapes up and down your arms as you laid between him in Kieran.

”You like the masks.” He said, softly. “We don’t want to ruin what you like.”

“I would like you both either way.” You admitted.

With the amount of times the both of them had flipped you into different positions, fucked you in multiple parts of the estate and had finished in you, you think the would’ve realized that by now.

“Who would you like more?”

Maybe it was the mystery of it. It killed you because it felt like the final barrier between you all. You wanted to see their faces contort in pleasure as you sink down on them. You wanted to see them try to hold back their own noises of bliss. You wanted to see them desperate for you in their entirety.

The best you get to that was pinning Luke to the bed one night. While riding him, your hand snaked up to his throat to squeeze lightly. A choked moaned came threw which had you smirking. Your other hand rested on his shoulder as you bounced yourself up and down on his shaft, giving him a show as you let out whines and little phrases of encouragement to him while out of breath that him twitching inside of you as you tried to speed up.

You weren’t on your high horse for long before Kieran came and lifted you off only to have you sink down on him. You’re back to his rest while on his lap, he held your legs wide open. Planting his feet into the mattress, he used his momentum to fuck into you as your mouth hung open, letting out pitiful gasps. The other now in front of you, knowing exactly what you want in that moment as one of his hand reached to rub your bud while the other situated his mask just above his lips so he could comfortably kiss you and swallow your noises.

”Such a good cum slut.” He snickered as he filled you up to brim.

You hated how much you loved it. The feeling of being so full but also empty. You hated how much you loved them being the reasons behind all your orgasm.

He knew what you liked. They both did by the way your walls would wrap even tighter around them whenever they did something or said something new.

As much as they liked those incredibly intimate moments with you, they liked just being with you, knowing more about you as a person. They were attached you and began to wonder what they’d do when you had to leave because that time was coming sooner or later with that auction approaching. They didn’t let you know but they were already planning rendezvouses to Linkon for you.

Sylus set you up on a little mission to find a broach he hid somewhere. However, they saw you be thrown out of his room multiple times within the last few hours and saw you disappear behind the doors again recently. You hadn’t been seen again so maybe it was a good thing for you but when you opened the door they could hear the shower running.

They looked at each other as the door clicked closed, silently hoping to one another that it wasn’t time to cross that road just yet… However, it wasn’t longer after that they heard the door swing open.

”Leave. I’m going to bed.” A deep voice sighed as a thud could be heard before the door slammed shut.

You were cursing under your breath as you entered the study. You threw yourself on the couch. A notepad rest in your lap, scribbling a way in it angrily as your grumbled to yourself, unaware of the twins’ presence in the room with you.

“You're pulling your hair out over this, huh?” Kieran asked, gently, catching your attention. “If you want to do something, maybe we can help you.”

You looked up to see him sitting on the desk, looking at you over his shoulder while his brother sat in a chair next to him, his chin resting in his hand.

“What do you mean?” You poured.

”If you want to conquer our boss's heart, you'll have to use a different approach.” Luke informed you while leaning back in his chair before pulling out a book and opening it to cite something."For some people, they get bored once they have everything. So only those who dare to challenge their authority can catch their interest."

He closed the book, resting it on the table as you walked up to take it in your hands.

"When you're dealing with such a person, you bow down and submit or take them out in one go.” Kieran picked up where his brother left off. “In other words—“

A pair of handcuffs and gun where thrown on the surface before you, leaving you puzzled.

“Strike when they’re off guard.” They said in unison.

”Boss is the least guarded when he's sleeping.” Kieran told you.

”You only have one shot. Don't waste this chance. Just do it!” Luke encouraged you. “You’re blushing… What happened in there?”

Part of you hoped, he wouldn’t noticed. It didn’t help when the other reached out to you.

”You’re so warm too…” Kieran pointed out. “You’re in the mood, aren’t you?”

“Yes…” You felt guilty at the confession. “I went in when he was taking a shower and then he walked out in just a short towel. He just had to catch me eavesdropping too and then he basically tied me up with his evol and I’m tired of it.”

They chuckled at you as your cheeks appeared brighter. Usually now, you’d be taken care of for hours but as they walked up to you all they did was pull up their masks a bit to leave kisses on both your cheeks.

”You don’t have much time.” Luke reminded you. “As I said, you have to take your chance now. I promise to take care of you later once you get what you need.”

He left a gentle kiss on your forehead.

”One more for good luck.” Kieran said before leaving a kiss on your lips.

They put their masks back down as they saw you walk away. The door closed behind you and energy in the air shifted immediately once you no longer stood there with them.

“You know what we just did, right?” Kieran asked his brother.

”I know, unfortunately.” Luke sighed.

Sylus did not like being handcuff to his bed by you in attempt to get the broach. The gun was only full of confetti, a mortifying betrayal.

”You’re so gullible, kitten.” The man snickered.

At least you got the broach though.

Your clothes laid discarded on the floor. The bed creaked, the sounds of screams and pants filled the air alongside skin slapping. Sweat covered your body and cum started to cake your thighs. You don’t know how long you had been there or how many times Sylus made you cum around his fingers, tongue and cock.

Overstimulated, the brushing of his robe tickles you with every thrust that had you letting out quiet whines. You laid there with your face against the mattress and ass up in the air. Sylus’ hands gripped your hips so hard to bring you back on him, hard. Your walls snug around him as you cried out for more. His hand grabbed your jaw to lift your head up as his thrust got harder against you.

“So eager, sweetie.” He teased you. “You were never disgusted by me, were you? You were just mad I didn’t fuck you. You could’ve just said something. I would’ve gladly taken care of you sooner. How many rounds have we’ve gone and you’re still not tired? So pathetic and desperate.”

You let out a helpless moan in response, finally opening your eyes long enough to look back at the white haired man. However, something out of the corner of your eyes caught your attention. You’d know those masks anywhere and they were peaking out from the doorway, watching you. You froze up a little bit as you noticed them but you knew deep down you liked the fact that they were there watching, with no way to do anything. You liked it even more when you could see the both of them with bulges in their pants.

Nothing would ever be true payback but you had to try at least…

You got up weakly, the arms shaking underneath you as Sylus continued.

“Wait.” You panted. “I want to try something.”

His thrusts slowed only for him to be able to put more force in them. You cried as you collapsed forward the mattress.

”Don’t tell me what to do, sweetie.” He grunted, bitterly.

His pace picked up again. Sore and weak, you mustered up all your strength to pull yourself flush against him. You’re back now against his bare, muscular torso. You threw your head back on his chest as you used his sides as a way to pick up momentum to match his thrusts whatsoever.

You looked at him with doe eyes as you gasped for air, absolutely letting yourself get lost in the pleasure while repeatedly sinking on him. Your eyes rolled back as he used the opportunity to leave bites on your exposed neck already sprouting red marks. You looked back at the door way, the twins still there and looking in as they watch you act like you’re getting the best sex of your life.

You let them see the way you throw yourself back on him as you call out of his name breathlessly and begged to cum. Something about knowing they were watching as you stretched around the man that held power over them did something unexplainable to you. He grabbed onto your hips tightly, his tongue now brushing against yours as you whined into his mouth at his thrusts becoming more erratic and rough.

You forgot they were there… Your eyes not so much as glancing at them enraged them as well as the uncomfortable feeling in between their thighs that would have no resolve. They both stormed down the hall, away from Sylus’ room but it didn’t matter. They could still hear you scream his name and moans which made their blood boil in a way it shouldn’t of.

You don’t remember falling asleep under the black silk sheets that belonged to Sylus. The white haired man was fast asleep next to you. Everything felt oddly clean… You do vaguely remember cleaning you up afterward, letting you shower and borrow a sweater off his. He brought you to bed after, the sheets fresh. It was unexpected of him, uncharacteristically sweet of him. You fully anticipated him telling you to get out as soon as he used you but he didn’t.

Maybe you were wrong about him.

You slipped out of his bed. The lost of warmth next to him made him stir a bit in his sleep. You look at him to make sure he doesn’t wake up as you quietly start on a mission to sneak out of his room. When you go to turn your attention to the door, Luke and Kieran stand in front of you all of a sudden. It takes you aback for a moment and then you remember how pissed off you are at them. You immediately push pass them and they follow shortly behind you into the hallway.

”Hey, where are you going?” Luke asked.

”To my room.” You respond, rather bitterly. “Leave me alone.”

”We’re sorry.” Kieran sighed.

His words stopped you as you slowly turned around to glare at the twins who looked rather guilty.

”So you did know?” You scoffed. “God, I was really hoping you didn’t because then it’d be so much easier. I’m so fucking mad at you both!”

”He only told us so much so not really…”

“We didn’t know it was going to happen.”

”Only a feeling, huh? And you didn’t even care to share that me? You’re both suppose to be the ones I’m closest to. How am I suppose to trust you two if you don’t tell me things?”

“We want to! But he could tell we want to say something to you and we just couldn’t… You know how he is. We’re sorry again, Y/n. We can’t say that enough...”

The way they stood there with their heads down. Truthfully, you couldn’t be mad at them. You loved them too much. They knew you want Sylus at some point anyway.

“Make it up to me.” You demanded.

”Huh?” They asked in unison.

”You heard me.” You said.

”How?”

“Like you haven’t done it before. I know seeing another man in me ticked you both off. At least, I hope it did so you both learn your lesson.”

They nodded which had you smiling before they ran over to you to lift up their masks and exchange kisses before take you to their room. You were thrown on their mattress in the matter of seconds after the door opened. A familiar blindfold came to cover your eyes as you heard both their masks come to rest on their nightstand. Your body became hot with kisses sernaded by the both them, long licks over the right spots. Their hands roamed over your body, carress certain parts, gripping and massaging the others which had you gasping between long kisses you shared with the both of them.

You felt one’s hand come to rest against your heat over your panties that whined at at as the other’s hand lifted up the knitted sweater over your chest. You felt a pair of lips wrap itself around your nipple, teeth lightly brushing against it that you had you arching up. A brief slurping sound of the bud being sucked could be heard before you felt the unknown twin start to lap at it with his tongue. The hand continued to rub against you at such an agonizing slow pace. Your essence starting to leave a dark spot on the cloth and coat his fingers slighly. You whined at the sudden lost of friction but was presently surpised to feel a kiss on top of your underwear causing you to jolt and buck your hips at the stimulation.

Most definitely Luke...

Right as you felt a finger hook around the soaked cloth of your panties, it stopped.

"Stop, I have an idea." He told his brother before you heard shared, indistinct whispers exchanged between the both of them.

High of lust, you didn't fully process them lifting you up and moving elsewhere. That was until you found yourself on a much harder surface. Your underwear came off in a swift motion. Your thighs found a familiar place on what was presumably Luke's shoulder as he dragged you closer to him. The blindfold came off, your eyes squinting as they adjusted to the increase in light around, Looking around, you saw the sheets on the bed in front of you bunched up. Your eyes widened as you saw the tuffs of white hair peak out from the sheets. You were in Sylus' room, on his couch. The tongue leaving a sudden stripe over you had all the worry disspate for a moment as you clenched around nothing, biting your lip yearning for more. Luke teases you on his tongue, never quite hitting the spot you need but getting so close which has you throwing your head back on the couch. You find Kieran behind the couch, his hands running over you shoulders passed the bunched up sweater to gently pinch your nipples between his fingers. You thrashed against the couch, grinding against the other's tongue, the beak of his mask that concede his identity, digging into you as you watched the bed occupied by a sleeping Sylus in front of you with hooded eyes.

"What a slut." Kieran degraded you, the beak of his mask running up the side of your neck as he whispered in your ear. "Your still wearing his sweater while two different people pleasure you... In his room where he could wake up any moment and see how desprate you are to let annyone ruin you."

You felt the flutter in your core at his words, Luke focuing more at the way his long flicks your bud in-between your legs. You grab the top of his head, tongue now flat against you to let you grind on his tongue until he can taste your sweet release on him as you shake, mouth agape as you let out heavy breaths. He comes up from between your thighs, his chin covered in liquid as he leans in allowing you to taste yourself on him.

"What's next, princess?" He asked, smile on his lips that peeked out from under the mask, chin still covered in your essence.

"I need you inside of me..." You shamelessly confessed.

They were trying to make it up to you so you knew they’d just give in today to make you happy.

”Which one?”

You saw an opportunity to mess when with them.

”I want Luke.” You said as you grabbed onto Kieran behind you.

They looked at each other, probably puzzled because it never mattered how dumb they fucked you, you’d always know the difference between them. However, they didn’t say anything as the other came to sit down on the couch.

You wasted no time in straddling his lap once he took a seat. You took his hard cock into your hand and lined up with your entrance before sinking down abruptly causing him to let out a small grunt as you did, a hand coming to rest on your waist. Unexpectedly for him, your hand wrapped around his throat. You bit your lip as you tightly squeeze it. You didn’t anticipate a loud moan to leave him as you looked back to make sure Sylus was still asleep. You didn’t expect to feel him twitch inside of you and grab at your waist as an attempt to bring you closer.

Kieran never let you take control. You didn’t expect him to like it, you didn’t think you’d get away with it either. You thought he was going to flip you over onto the couch and without regard to the others in the room, just fuck you into the sofa. Yet, he was still under you, letting you rock back and forth for your own pleasure.

The lack of powerfulness with Kieran turned you on even more. Your other hand came to rest on his shoulder to aid you and bouncing up and down on his shaft that his head lolled back on the back of the couch. His fingers digged into your skin as you could hear him try to control his volume. His thighs tensed under you ever so often, his tip twitching inside of you every time your walls hugged him tighter.

”And you call me a slut.” You chuckled bitterly into his ear, his hands freezing. “Yet, you’re loving the fact that I’m in control, fucking you in front of your sleeping boss and we could be caught at anymore. You’re the whore.”

”You knew it was me?” Kieran choked at as your grip on his throat became tighter causing him to moan helplessly.

He always called you a slut while Luke always told you were a good girl.

”Payback.” You smirked. “Now, be a good boy and cum for me, hmm?”

He took this as a sign to grip onto your waist, thrusts into you by his own accord. Moans and grunts escaped his lips as you occasionally squeezed the sides of his throat even tighter, ones that went straight to your core that caused your walls to hug him even tighter. You could feel his pace shorten and become inconsistent, knowing he was close.

”I’m going to cum…” He whimpered out, stroking your ego to see him like this.

”Hmm,” You hummed, your other hand sneaking behind the mask to grip at his hair as you felt him approach the edge. “Not in me you’re not.”

You got up too quickly for him to process. He whined as thick, white ribbons spurted out and dripped down his shaft and onto his thighs. He desperately bucked up into nothing. He heaved out as his cock twitched, releasing the last of his seed.

You crawled over to Luke who sat on the other side of the sofa. He was so lost in the pleasure he was given himself as he thrusted upward into his fist as he moaned quietly. The way he squeezed himself ever so often with his hand cover in precum was reminiscent of teasing, like he was trying to the milk the longevity of it. He didn’t realize you were there until he felt you between his legs. The way you looked up at him so sweetly but also so lustful, he swore he could’ve bust right then and there.

”I want you to cum in me.” You whispered to him, in a low sensual tone.

”You don’t have to tell me twice.” He sighed, blissfully.

You two swapped places. Your head now laid against the armrest of the sofa as he situated himself between your thighs. He separated your folds before positioning himself at your entrance. He slowly bottom out in you causing you both let out sighs of relief. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling of being full. You grabbed at the armrest behind you as Luke started with a firm thrust into you. He pulled up the knitted sweater that still adorned your body, just over your chest to see the way your breasts bounced up at every meeting of his hips against yours. You could feel the way he somehow got harder at the sight of it like you hadn’t been in this position countless times. The scene of you taking him so well as your mouth hung agape, your eyes looking at him so desperate for more motivated him to keep up with sharp and hard thrusts into you.

You looked over at Sylus’ bed where he somehow remained asleep despite the wet sounds mixed with skin against skin right across from him. The only difference being you could now see his sleeping face as he flipped over. The idea of him seeing you like this… You just couldn’t get over it for some reason. Luke felt you squeeze around him and saw you looking at Sylus. His hand came to your chin to turn your attention to him.

”Hey, look at me, princess.” He breathed, the masking moving to the side to leave a sweet kiss on your lips. “So dirty… Loving the idea of him waking up to you getting fucked out by his henchmen in his room. Such a good slut, taking me while he’s just a few feet away.”

You let out a whiny moan as melted underneath his touch at his words. He never called you that before but the small praise mixed in made you go crazy. You clench around him as he picked up the pace in you. Your hands flew to his waist to bring him closer to you with your head thrown back on the arm rest. Moans of ours filled the empty space along with the noises of your bodies syncing with each other.

He collapsed forward, caging you in his arms as he ruts into you. Kisses littering your neck along with his familiar praises in your ear and his grunts that fueled you. You look over his shoulder at the other across the couch.

His cock in his palm. Pathetic strokes from the base up. The white liquid acting a lubricant as he tries to speed up but whines out at the sensitivity of it all. You enjoyed the idea of him touching himself at the thought of you so desperately a little too much. You always liked to see each one alone, lost in their own world as they moaned out your name when they thought you weren’t there. They never got mad when you walked in on them or happened to see. Truth to be told, they loved letting you see how much they needed you. It often turned into times alone with each respective twin that were never uttered to the other because jealousy ran deep when it came to you.

Luke could tell you weren’t paying attention to him like he asked. He felt hurt as you clenched around him knowing fell well you were looking at Kieran. The kisses ceased immediately and you lost the feeling of him inside of you that made you cry. He sat up on the couch, pulling you into his lap and had you sink down on him. With no time to really process, you felt a harsh thrust meet your hips sending you toward. Your hands gripped the coffee table in front of you. You looked up to see you now had the view of Sylus in bed once more. Your walls hugged Luke’s length as the sight hit you.

His hands grabbed your hips to allow himself to pound into you as your heart raced in your chest. You wanted to scream out so badly at him hitting the right spot inside of you over and over again. It felt too good, you were going crazy as you trembled and clawed at the coffee table for any way to ground yourself. His arms wrapped around your waist from behind. He hugged you into his chest and felt familiar lips along your neck. You could feel his cheek nuzzle against your hair and don’t quite remember a point in which he could’ve removed his mask.

”If only he could see how good you’re being for me.” Luke groaned softly into your ear. “You’d love that though. You’d put on a little show for him just like you did for us earlier. You’re so filthy… You’re our litle slut, aren’t you, hmm?”

All you do was moan quietly at his words and nod as the way he pulled you back on him made you lose control. It’s like they switched today but something about it was so attractive to you.

“What was that, sweetheart? I couldn’t quite hear you.” He taunted as he slowed which made you whine.

”Yes, Luke!” You breath. “M’need to cum—need you to cum inside of me. Fuck me…”

”You said it, not me.” He chuckled.

He left a light kiss on your cheek before he picked up his pace again. You gasped as one of his arms stayed wrapped around you waist, tightly and his other arm traveled down your body. His fingers found their way to a familiar bud between your legs. As soon as his fingertips started to make circular motions against it, you were seeing stars as he fucked up into you. You panted and whined, your eyes fixed on Sylus sleeping as you tried to keep your noises to a minimum.

Every time you squeezed around him, he’d let out a satisfied sigh. He whispered praises in your ear, nibbling on your neck and you could feel that familiar knot building up in you. You felt electricity in your body.

”Gonna cum—Gonna cum!” You whined out to which Luke speed up the stroke against your bed and the pace.

You shook as a wave of pleasure washed over you. Instinctively, rocking your hips against him as you whined and your rolled back. Shortly after, you heard him groan and felt hot, thick liquid paint your insides. The feeling had you biting your lip as you rested yourself against his chest. He used your hips to push every taste drop into you. His cum started to drip out of you and onto the couch. His cock slipping out of you do to the loss of friction.

Heavy breathing filled the room and you looked over at Kieran who was even messier than before which had you smiling. Your eyes were covered up unexpectedly as you felt Luke leave a longing kiss on your lips.

“Such a good girl…” He sighed.

“Don’t say things like that unless you want to go another round.” You huffed.

“You’d like it as much as we do.” You could hear the smile in Kieran’s voice. “We should clean and go before the boss wakes up…”

With their masks back on, Luke carried you out of the room while his brother stayed behind. Showered and cleaned up, he let you wear one of his shirts to bed and you slept soundly under the sheets. He watched you from the doorway of the bathroom after his shower, arms crossed as he sighed. He was already missing you.

His brother quietly entered their room.

”He did wake up?” Luke questioned.

”Dead to the world like usual.” Kieran answered. “Kind of impressive all that didn’t wake him up…”

His twin pushed pass him to get to the bathroom, ready to climb into the shower. He stood there looking at you, plagued by the thought that sooner or later you’d have to choose one or none. That idea killed him because no one really won in that situation.

“Hey, Mephisto wasn’t in the room, right?”

Oh shit…

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