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˚˖౨ৎ~𓍢ִ໋ Investigating Outer Banks most haunted lighthouse
"Investigating Outer Banks most haunted lighthouse"
part: 1, The Lighthouse
warnings!; I'm not american so correct me if sth is wrong; english is not my first language!!
notes; this is supposed to read like you're watching a video
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"What's up, guys? It's Sam and Colby, and welcome to the most haunted lighthouse in the Outer Banks," Colby started the intro, his voice cutting through a shot of the towering structure shrouded in thick fog. Aerial footage of the lighthouse played, revealing its weathered stone walls perched on the edge of the rugged shoreline.
"This lighthouse is located in the Outer Banks, North Carolina," Sam informed the viewers, his tone equal parts excited and uneasy. "It’s been standing here for over a century, but the hauntings? Those only started about ten years ago with the death of the lightkeeper's daughter."
"And it’s our second time investigating a lighthouse," Colby added, nudging Sam with a small smirk.
"Yeah, maybe this one’s nicer than the last one," Sam joked, earning a laugh from Colby.
"The craziest part?" Colby continued, his expression shifting to something more serious. "The current owner of this lighthouse is actually related to the spirit we’re hoping to make contact with tonight. She’s the ghost’s aunt, and she’s agreed to let us investigate."
"This place has such a vibe already," Sam said as the camera panned to the lighthouse’s towering silhouette. The faint cry of seagulls echoed through the haze, and a low wind rustled the tall grass by the shore.
As the camera cut to Sam and Colby walking toward the lighthouse, the fog seemed to part just enough to reveal the silhouette of a woman standing at the entrance. A large white dog lay stretched out on the porch, its head lifting in quiet alarm as the two men approached.
"This is Anya, the current owner of the lighthouse," Sam introduced as the camera showed the woman standing by the door, with the dog at her side.
"Thanks for letting us investigate," Colby said.
Anya gave a brief nod. "You're the first strangers to investigate here. I haven’t really let anyone try before."
"So, what’s the story with the place?" Sam asked, glancing around.
Anya took a moment before answering. "It’s been in my family for generations. My brother was the last keeper, but he passed away years ago. Since then, I've taken care of it. As for the hauntings... they started not long after. We think it has something to do with my niece. She grew up here, and then... well, things changed after she passed. It's quiet, but sometimes you’ll notice things—footsteps, doors creaking, stuff moving."
"Do you think it's her?" Colby asked.
Anya shrugged slightly. "Could be. We don’t really know. But we’ve heard things, especially in the winter. The dog’s protective of certain spots, like a chair by the window. Never lets anyone near it. You'll maybe hear some humming."
"Any signs on the beach?" Sam asked, noticing the faint waves in the distance.
"Sometimes footprints. But nothing too clear," Anya said. "It’s been quiet lately, but maybe tonight you’ll hear something."
As she was about to leave, the elderly woman turned toward them. "During double digits on the clock, you can see her fall, " she hummed, before walking out the door, leaving Sam and Colby alone in the lighthouse. The dog, however, stayed put, curled up at the end of an old chair by the window.
A/N: this idea came to me a while back (literally almost a year ago) and i had plans to write it and post it back in september. that didn't happen, but at least i finally got around to finishing it. sorry it took so long, life has just been a bit hectic lately. lmk what you think and i promise the next fic i write won't take as long lol :)
prompt: partying at the trap house should have been fun, but your terrible ex showed up. colby pretends to be your boyfriend, and then gives you the boyfriend treatment you deserve. || plus size!fem!reader x colby brock
trigger warning: self-deprecation/doubt, asshole!ex, like seriously… he’s the fucking worst, overprotective!colby, party scene, drinking, cursing, SMUT, light body worship/appreciation, so many 'sweethearts' and 'darlings'
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“Colby, recite the alphabet backwards in twenty seconds, and if not, drink three times.” Sam stated.
“What?! How am I supposed to do that?” Colby exclaimed sassily.
“Come on, it's not that hard.” Sam retorted.
Colby sighed, “Z-X-Y-W-”
Sam cut him off. “Brother, you already fucked up.”
Colby rolled his eyes dramatically, causing us all to bust out laughing as he took a long sip of his drink.
I had been friendly with Sam and Colby for about a year now, thanks to being good friends with Katrina. This was the first time I had ever been over their house during a huge party; a real "Trap House party", as they described it. The music was loud and there were people all over their backyard chilling, dancing, and playing in the pool.
We all decided to stick together, playing a drinking game called 'Piccolo'. It was fun but lead to us finishing our drinks really fast.
"I'm all out. Do you wanna go in with me to get another?" Kat asked me, shaking her empty White Claw can at me.
I nodded, getting up with her. “Sure.”
Colby chimed in. “Can you grab me another?”
"We'll think about it!" Kat yelled back as we walked further away.
As we trudged through the doors and into the dining room/kitchen area, Kat turned back to me. "So, how are you enjoying yourself?"
“I'm doing alright for the most part. I do feel a bit... out of place, though.” I mentioned vaguely.
“What why?” Kat questioned.
Shit, I shouldn't have said that.
As a bigger bodied person, you kind of become observant to your surroundings, noticing when you're the only one like you in the general area. But I was trying to be better, not to be so self-conscious. I had been doing better recently, but I couldn't shake the feeling of knowing how much size I was taking up.
I didn't want Kat to know why I felt the way I did. I didn't want pity.
“Um, well, I just feel like I'm the only non-influencer here. I guess I just feel a bit... under-dressed. Not to mention I hate big crowds.” I semi-lied.
“First off, you look great. And secondly, you have nothing to worry about.” Kat grabbed two drinks from the fridge, handing me one. “A lot of people here are friends with Sam and Colby and aren't judgey towards people that aren't influencers. Just try to have fun tonight, okay? You deserve it.”
I grabbed another White Claw from the fridge for Colby. “I'll do my best.”
Sliding back through the doors, we got back over to the tiki hut were Sam and Colby were sitting. I handed Colby his drink and he nodded at me.
"Let me say the next question!" Kat shouted, taking Sam's phone from his hand.
She tapped through a couple questions, choking back a laugh when she stopped on one. "Oh my God."
“What? What's the question?” Sam raised an eyebrow.
She showed it to Sam, and he repeated it, growing quiet. "Drink three times if you've... ever faked an orgasm."
“Did you put it on crazy questions?” Kat gasped.
“You told me to!” Sam grinned.
“Well, I wasn't expecting a question like that.” She huffed jokingly.
Colby looked around the group. “So... has anyone done that?”
Sam glared at Kat, "Don't you dare."
“I wasn't going to drink.” She argued.
I sighed, grabbing my can and opening it up, taking three sips.
“Y/N, you've had to?!” Kat squeaked.
“That's what happens when you have a garbage ex.” I informed.
“Really?” Colby inquired.
“Yeah. He never cared if I got off or not.” I commented, “He also never went down on me.”
“Okay, tmi.” Sam mumbled.
Kat smacked his arm, turning back to me. “Seriously? That's terrible. What a loser.”
“I'll drink to that.” Kat and I tapped our cans together, taking a sip. Colby glanced at me as he brought his drink to his lips as well.
~~~~~
“Fuck! …Nice shot.” Colby rolled his eyes, taking a swig of his drink.
“Thanks. I'm surprised I'm good at this.” I snickered.
“How many times have you played?” He asked.
“Twice. This is my second time.” I smiled.
“Wow, you're a natural.” Colby aimed up his next throw, missing my cups and grimacing. “Are you having fun? I know Kat told me big parties aren't usually your thing.”
I picked up the ping pong ball, throwing it and getting it into Colby’s cups. “I'm okay. A little uncomfortable for a hundred different reasons, but I'm having fun.”
He cocked his head, removing the cup. “Why? What's wrong?”
“I just don't like being in big crowds of people. I kinda feel like everyone is judging me and how I look.” I answered truthfully.
“I feel that way sometimes too.” He agreed.
“I think my anxiety gets worse when I see that no one looks like me.” I continued.
He threw the ball and it landed in one of my cups. “What do you mean?”
Fuck. Me. There's no way to explain that away.
I bit my lip awkwardly, removing the cup. “Like... big.”
“Oh,” Colby’s face twisted for a second, but then he looked back up at me. “Well, even if that is the case, you shouldn't feel uncomfortable. Fuck anyone who thinks you aren't beautiful. Because you are.”
“You're a very good liar.” I snorted, lining up my shot.
“What's there to lie about? You're gorgeous.” He responded sweetly.
I missed all of his cups, sighing. “Okay, do you want me to throw the game?”
“Hey, you can't blame that on me!” Colby chuckled.
I sucked my teeth at him, narrowing my eyes. I glanced behind him for a second and froze, seeing someone a few feet behind Colby.
In all his terrible glory stood my ex, Eddie. His eyes landed on mine, and he smirked devilishly.
My eyes widened, my heart dropping. “Fuck me, he's here?!”
Colby turned around, confused. “What? Who?”
I rushed over to him, hissing. “My ex.”
“Your ex? The one you were talking about earlier?” He questioned.
I groaned. “Yeah, him. Fuck, he's coming over.”
Colby’s eyes landed on Eddie, side-eyeing me. “Was it bad when you guys ended?”
“Yeah, but that's not why I don't want to see him.” I faced Colby, my back towards my incoming ex, “Every time he sees me, he likes to embarrass me. Call me names.”
“He does that?” He muttered, shocked.
“And so much more, you have no idea,” I exhaled. Then a thought popped into my head, “Pretend to be my boyfriend.”
“What?” Colby blinked.
“Just say yes.” I pleaded.
Before he could answer, I felt an aggressive tap on my shoulder. I spun to see Eddie’s smug face. “Oh hey Y/N. I'm surprised you're here. Didn't think they let anyone and everyone in.”
“I could say the same for you. How's your follower count doing?” I jeered, my face dropping.
“It's fine.” Eddie glanced away, annoyed. Then he turned to Colby. “Well, aren't you going to introduce me, Y/N?”
“Eddie, this is-” I started.
Colby interrupted. “-Colby, her boyfriend. Nice to meet you.”
“Oh really?” Eddie hummed, leaning into Colby. “How much did she pay you?”
Colby furrowed his brows. “Excuse me?”
“I can only assume she paid you to take her to this party.” Eddie chortled.
“This is my house.” Colby deadpanned.
I could tell Eddie was upset, but he held back his jealousy. “Wow. That's crazy. You have a beautiful home.”
He kept his tone the same. “Thank you.”
“Why are you slumming it with her?” Eddie jested.
Colby turned to me, lowering his voice. “This guy can't be forreal.”
I exhaled. “No, he is.”
Eddie interjected. “Well, as her previous and only boyfriend, can I give you some advice?”
“Nah, I'm good.” Colby shook his head.
Eddie ignored him. “Just try to keep her away from the junk food. I know she'll she-hulk through a door to get some, so I suggest putting them up on a high shelf.”
I scoffed. “Not like you could reach the highest shelf either. You are only 5'7.”
“5'9,” Eddie gritted his teeth, glaring at me. Then he sneered, “I know it's been two years since you last saw me, but is it really that hard to remember my height, piggy?”
I felt my mouth dry up, my lungs inhaling sharply.
Colby stepped towards Eddie. “What the hell did you just call her?”
“Piggy.” Eddie’s eyes remained on mine, then he glanced up at Colby, putting his hands up defensively. “Oh, she knows it's a term of endearment. Besides, I wouldn't have to call her it if she wasn't so big.”
I hadn't heard that word in two years. And I thought with all the time that had passed, it wouldn't affect me the way it once did. But in the split second of hearing it, I felt like I was back in my old shoes again. Back in my old relationship with him.
I couldn't hear any more of his words, my eyes welling up with tears. I backed away and started to leave.
He said something to Colby, laughing loudly and drawing attention from the people around us. I didn't listen, my hearing and vision swirling around me.
I sped up my pace, not knowing where to go. I just wanted to be away from people, from him. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I covered my face with my hands. I rushed to the side of Sam and Colby's house. The area was hidden away by a gate and all that was back here was some trash cans.
Couldn't have been a better analogy for my self-esteem.
I leaned against the wall and tried to calm down, my chest heaving. I wiped tears away with my sleeves, but they came back immediately.
"Y/N? Are you back here?" I heard Colby's voice suddenly.
"Yeah." I croaked.
"Hey, hey. It's okay. Come here." Colby walked up to me, pulling me into his chest.
I wrapped my arms around him, trying my best not to sob into his shirt. He rubbed my back gently, trying to calm me down.
“What a fucking asshole.” He pulled back, “Was he like that all the time?”
“In the beginning, no. He was really sweet and caring. And then half a year into our relationship, he just stopped being nice. He used to make fun of my weight all the time. That fucking nickname... God, I hated him for it and he knew it upset me,” I sniffled, brushing my tears off my cheeks. “I tried to leave him once and he begged me to take him back. And I did. I'm a fucking idiot.”
Colby cupped my neck, making me look up at him. “No, you're not. He's manipulated you.”
I swallowed hard, leaning into Colby’s touch. “He used to tell me all the time that no one would love me if I left him... that's why I stayed so long. Eventually I couldn't handle it anymore, so I just up and left.”
“You did the right thing. Fuck that guy.” He spat.
I quipped. “Would you believe me if I said that that was him being nice?”
Colby tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, staring deep into my eyes. “I'm so sorry. You don't deserve to be treated like that, Y/N.”
I didn't reply. I wasn't sure what to say, or if I even really believed his words.
“Are you okay to go back to the party? He went inside and he'll be leaving soon.” Colby asked.
I sighed. “Yeah, I'll be okay.”
~~~~~
It had been two hours since the whole incident with Eddie. Colby had made it his mission to take my mind off it, and he was succeeding... for the most part.
I still couldn't believe out of all the parties that were probably happening tonight Eddie had to be here.
I was relaxing with Colby's friends by the pool, but the lack of spots caused me and a couple others to have to stand.
Colby patted his thighs. “Y/N, come sit on my lap.”
“What? No, I'm okay.” I dissented lightly.
He scrunched his face up. “Are you sure? You've been standing for over an hour.”
I shrugged off the heavy feeling in my legs. "I'm fine."
“Do you want to sit down? Be honest.” Colby responded, looking me in the eyes.
I admitted bashfully. “…I do.”
“Then sit on my lap.” He argued, smiling.
I sucked my teeth. “I could squish you.”
“Don't think that's possible.” He remarked.
“I'm fine standing.” I affirmed.
“Seriously, just come sit on my lap.” He persisted.
“I feel like you're just flirting with me at this point.” I joked, snickering.
He stated, “Y/N...”
“What?” I puzzled.
"I'm not gonna ask again." His voice was low, his eyes almost dilating under the dim light of the yard. I felt goosebumps trickle all over my skin, my heart skipping a beat.
I ignored my feelings, rolling my eyes dramatically and coming over to him. I lightly sat down on his lap, his arms wrapping around me softly; one arm around my back and another rested sweetly on my knee.
He murmured. “Isn't this better?”
“I guess...” I pulled back, “I'm not squishing you, right?”
Colby rolled his eyes sarcastically. “I'll let you know if you do.”
I leaned my one arm on his shoulder, taking a sip of my drink with the other. Colby continued to talk to his friend next to him, his hand on my knee lightly rubbing slow circles. I gazed down at Colby's face, losing my train of thought.
Wow, he's hot.
I mean, I knew he was attractive when I first met him over a year ago, but up close and personal... he's something else entirely. His eyes were even bluer in person. His voice was so sensual.
And his lips... well, now I couldn’t take my eyes off them.
They were so plump and pink, just dying to be kissed.
Okay, where did that thought come from?
I took another long swig of my drink, trying to relax myself. My face was heating up from my own thoughts, and I didn’t want Colby to know I’ve been staring at him all this time.
Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate in my lap. I glanced down at it, a text popping up from an unknown number.
You should stop sitting on his lap. You’re gonna break him with your fat ass.
Fuck... it was Eddie. He must have changed his number, since I blocked it right after we broke up.
“Who the fuck sent that?” Colby asked, staring down at my lap.
I quickly deleted the text, feeling embarrassed. “Um, I think it was Eddie.”
“How the fuck would he know you’re sitting on my lap?” Colby glanced around hastily, trying to find him. I looked too, and not a second later, I saw him. Eddie was hanging out across the pool, smirking at me. He waved, giving a little nod.
“He’s over on the other side of the pool.” I told him quietly.
“I told him to leave.” He grunted.
“Wait, you did?” I gasped lowly, questioning.
“Among some other things...” I furrowed my brows at Colby. He glanced up and continued. “I basically said if he didn’t leave, I would kick his shins in.”
“You could go to jail for that.” I replied lightheartedly.
“Well, I’ve gone to jail for much less...” Colby finally landed his eyes on Eddie, who looked away immediately. “Has he been watching us this whole time?”
“Probably.” I shrugged.
“Well... if he’s gonna stare,” Colby looked my body over, stopping on my eyes, “..maybe we should give him a show.”
I gazed down at him, my eyes widening. “W-what do you mean?”
“Can I kiss you?” He whispered softly, then smiled mischievously. “I mean, I am your fake boyfriend after all.”
I stuttered. “I-I don’t...”
“If you don’t want to kiss me, that’s okay. But I feel like he’s only bothering you because he’s upset you’ve moved on and he hasn’t. Why not show him what he’s missing?” Colby’s face got closer to mine, his breath fanning across me.
I bit my lip, glancing at Eddie from the corner of my eye.
I’ve let him have too long of a hold on me. I’m so tired of playing his games, and Colby’s right. This asshole is upset because I have someone and he doesn’t.
Granted, he doesn’t know the person I have isn’t actually my boyfriend, but he doesn’t need to know that.
I placed my drink down, taking a deep breath. “You know what? ...Fuck it.”
Colby smirked up at me, leaning in quickly and connecting our lips. I wrapped my other arm around him, lightly pulling on his hair at the nape of his neck. His tongue glided against my bottom lip as his hand moved further up my leg, caressing my thigh. As our tongues danced against each other, I could feel eyes on me, so I pulled away sheepishly.
“Um, maybe we should go somewhere a little more private?” I motioned towards the house.
He bit his lip, “Sounds good to me.”
I stood up, my legs shaking slightly under me as Colby guided me through the backyard and into his house. We made it into the hallway by the kitchen before he stopped and turned back to me.
He pressed me up against the wall, leaning down and kissing me again. I giggled against the kiss, his hands tickling my sides.
His tongue glided across my bottom lip. I opened my mouth more and he slowly slide his tongue in. His hands gripped my hips tightly, my body arching into him. My hands pulled at the front of his shirt, pressing him closer into me.
Colby pulled his lips away for a moment. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Wha-?” I mumbled, trying to catch my breath.
“Were you serious before...? About him not... pleasing you?” He inquired.
I sputtered, “Uh. I-”
“Sorry if that's a bit forward.” He chuckled.
“No, it's fine. I was the one that mentioned it,” I giggled. “But yeah. He never... pleased me.”
“And he never went down on you?” He asked bluntly.
I blushed, surprised at Colby’s words. “...No.”
“Hmm. Well then, as your fake boyfriend,” He trailed off, his hands drifting up and down my body. “I guess I gotta show you what you're missing …If you're up for it.”
I stammered, “Y-you mean like right now?”
“Well not right now right now. Unless you really feel like doing it in the hallway.” He stated cheekily.
I gaped. “Colby!”
“What? You're the one that asked.” He teased.
Colby pressed his forehead against mine, our lips grazing each other’s. His hand cupped my face gently, his thumb rubbing my cheek.
I shuddered out a breath. I wasn't sure what I should do. But before I could even really think, a 'yes' fell from my lips.
“Yes? You sure?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah.” I nodded.
He beamed. “Okay.”
Colby grabbed my hand, lacing his fingers with mine as he walked me up to his bedroom. My heart thudded in my chest, my nerves getting higher with each step I took.
We entered his room, Colby shutting and locking the door behind me. I gazed around, surprised at his decor. I kept my back to him as I spoke. “It's very... dark in here. Almost like a dungeon.”
He smirked, closing the space between us. “You're not the first to say that to me.”
His lips pressed a kiss into my shoulder, then danced across my skin until he reached just under my ear. His arms wrapped around me, forcing my body against his. He nipped at my skin, my head falling back against his shoulder to give him more room. He continued kissing my neck, his hand snaking up my body. His fingertips traced along my collarbone; my heart almost banging out of my chest.
Colby whispered huskily. “Do I make you nervous?”
I hummed. “Clearly.”
“There's no need to be nervous, baby. Lay down on the bed for me.” My stomach fluttered at the sound of his voice; how surprisingly gentle it was.
I sat down on the bed, turning to face him. I pushed myself backwards until I was laying down, Colby following my movements until he was hovering above me.
He kissed my lips quickly, and then slowly moved down to my neck again, finding the spot from before. It was more sensitive now, the hickey beginning to form. My body arched into his again, a small whimper falling from my lips. I wrapped my arms tightly around him, our bodies pressing together.
Colby's kisses slid past my neck and onto my chest. His breath fanned across my skin, raising goosebumps.
His hands roamed my sides, rubbing them softly. "Can I take this off?"
I nodded, unsure of how my voice would sound if I spoke. He pulled my shirt up and off my body swiftly. His eyes danced across my newly exposed skin, a light blush creeped up my neck and cheeks.
“Gorgeous.” He marveled.
Before I could even register what he had said, his mouth was on my body again. He peppered my skin with kisses, his lips running along the tops of my breasts. I shivered against him.
Effortlessly, Colby's hands slid behind me and unhooked my bra. He lightly pulled it off my body, his eyes making immediate contact with my chest. I glanced away, but he cupped my face and turned me to look at him. “You are absolutely beautiful.”
“You don't have to say that.” I muttered.
“What?” He questioned, cocking his head.
Shit. “I-I didn't mean to say that out loud.”
“Hey, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. You really are beautiful, Y/N.” Colby assured.
He leaned down and pecked my lips gently, easing his way down to my breasts. I gasped as his lips kissed my nipple, his fingers tracing and teasing the other one. His movements were soft and tender, causing my body to shudder. I arched into him, and he smirked up at me. His mouth left my chest, and he inched his way down my stomach, leaving more kisses in his wake. He stopped right above the buttons of my shorts.
"I couldn't take my eyes off of you the whole party." He admitted.
“I noticed.” I joked.
Colby propped himself up for a moment, taking his shirt off. My eyes widened at his body, tone and sculpted like a god. The lines that dipped low into his pants made my mouth water.
He snickered. “You good there?”
My eyes met his, “Never been better.”
He leaned down again, bring his lips close to mine, but not kissing me. I reached up, trying to meet his lips but he pulled away, letting out a little chuckle when I glared. “What do you want me to do now, sweetheart?”
“W-What?” My voice faltered.
“Tell me what you want me to do. Use your words.” He commanded tenderly.
My breath hitched in my throat. The look in Colby's eyes made my hips twitch, needing some form of relief. I could tell from the way he held back a smile that he liked teasing me.
I traced my hand down his arm, lightly grabbing his wrist and pressing it against my clothed core. "I want you to touch me."
"Like this?" He cupped my sex, his thumb tracing up and down, pressing my wet panties into my clit.
I swallowed hard, my eyes closing in pleasure. "Just like that, yeah."
“But you need more, don't you? This isn't enough for you.” He cooed, rubbing me gently.
“N-no it's not.” I shook my head mindlessly.
He brought his lips to me ear, his voice dark. “What else you want, baby? Do you want me to taste you?”
I bit my lip hard, holding back my moans. "Yes."
“Say it. Say it for me darling.” He ordered.
“I want you to taste me.” I uttered hungrily.
“Gladly.” Colby's hands unbuttoned my shorts in record speed, sliding them off my legs even faster. He kept eye contact with me as he lowered my underwear off of me, throwing it behind him. His icy blue eyes made my body clench in arousal.
He leaned down, kissing and licking up my thigh until his hot breath fanned across my aching cunt. I swallowed hard, my hips moving towards his mouth.
“Eager, darling?” He grinned playfully.
I gulped. “Stop teasing me, Colby.”
"I can't. You're just so cute when you're frustrated." He smirked, then stared down at my thighs. He ran his hands up and down, my skin warming up under his touch. "God, your thighs are so sexy."
“They're big.” I grumbled.
“And sexy. Wrap them around me, baby.” Colby pushed my legs up, my thighs resting on his shoulders. He glanced up at me for a moment, a devilish look in his eye. Then, his mouth finally connected with my sex, his tongue gliding up my lips.
I shuddered, my hips grinding against his mouth as he plunged his tongue deeper. My one hand found its way into his hair, the other gripped the silky sheets on his bed. Colby removed his mouth for a moment, nibbling on my inner thigh.
“You taste so good, sweetheart.” He moaned, closing his eyes
I whined, “I need more, Colby.”
"Whatever you want, baby. It's yours.” His mouth connected with my clit, my hips bucking forward from the sensation. I couldn't hold back my moans as Colby applied more pressure to my clit with his tongue, rubbing slow circles. Suddenly, he slid a finger inside of me, my breath hitching in my throat.
“So wet for me.” He hissed.
I writhed under him. “Fuck, Colby! Please don't stop.”
Colby added another finger, curling them and pressing into me deeply. I could feel the buildup of my orgasm already, his motions bringing me so much pleasure.
He gasped, increasing his speed. “You're close, aren't you sweetheart? I can feel you tighten around me already.”
“Yeahhh, I'm close.” I panted, bucking my hips.
“I can't wait to be inside of you. God, you already feel so good!” He rasped harshly.
Colby replaced his fingers with his tongue, the change causing my body to quake under him. “Fuck yourself on my tongue, that's it baby.”
My hips bucked wildly against his mouth, a groan falling from his lips as I sped up. His fingers moved to my clit, rubbing faster and faster. His mouth and tongue devouring me. My stomach clenched as I hit the edge.
“Be a good girl and come for me. Do it, Y/N.” He grunted.
I cried out as my orgasm shook through me, my body obeying Colby. I thrusted against his mouth repeatedly as my juices leaked down my thighs. Colby moaned against my clit, my hips trembling against his lips.
"Such a pretty girl..." He whispered, his mouth trailing up my body, leaving sloppy kisses. He rested his forehead against mine as I caught my breath. "How was that?"
“It was… alright.” I breathed sarcastically.
Colby gasped, “Only alright? I'll have to try harder next time.” After a long pause, he cupped my face. "You ready to keep going?"
My eyes trailed over his body eagerly, “Absolutely.”
“Perfect. Get on your hands and knees and face the mirror, darling.” His tone made my pussy throb, his commanding but sweet nature. Colby slid off the bed, pulling his jeans and underwear down and off. I stared as his hard cock smacked against his stomach.
Not only was Colby better than my ex, he was bigger too.
I faced his dresser mirror, staying upright and watching him. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. His hips pressed into my bare ass, his erection brushing up against my back. Colby leaned in; his mouth pressed against my ear. "Do you feel me against you?"
"Mhmm." I hummed, closing my eyes softly.
"You made me this hard, baby. This," Colby pushed himself even more into me, "...is all because of you."
He kissed and nipped at my neck, a sigh fell from my lips as he did. My thighs squeezed together in pleasure at his words. He pulled away and went to his drawer pulling out a condom. He ripped the package open with his teeth, taking the condom and slowly sliding it down his shaft.
“Get down, sweetheart.” Colby's hand traced down my back, stopping on the small of it as I lowered myself onto the bed.
He lined up his cock behind me, spreading my legs more. His tip traced along my slit, my body arching into him. “Fuck, I need you so bad. You ready, Y/N?”
“Please Colby...” I begged wantonly.
He inched himself inside of me, both of us moaning in ecstasy. His hands grabbed my hips tightly, pulling me all the way back on his dick. My body relaxed onto his member as we both remained still for a moment.
He pulled out slowly and eased back into me, starting a slow but sensual pace. His hands rubbed circles into my hips as he fucked me. Suddenly, he smacked my ass. A sharp gasp fell from my lips. “Fuck, your ass is so sexy, baby. I've been staring at it all night.”
“You have?” I peeked over my shoulder.
“Oh yeah. Couldn't take my eyes off it. Look in the mirror babe.” He lowered himself down and whispered, “Watch me fuck you.”
My body quivered as I looked forward into the mirror. My eyes traced the outline of Colby’s body. His abs clenched as his hips rocked forward into me, my body jolting with each of his thrusts. His chest glistened with sweat as he licked his lips and met my gaze. “Tell me what you want, sweetheart.”
"Fuck..." My eyes dropped away from his intense stare. "Go faster."
Colby picked up speed, the smacking of our hips echoing off the walls. He glided his hand down my back and to my hand that rest on the bed, grabbing it and pulling it behind my back, holding onto me. I couldn't help but mewl at the new sensation rushing through my body. “Look up, baby.”
I opened my eyes and stared in the mirror, watching Colby fuck me faster. I bit my lip hard, his thrusts making me want to scream out in pleasure.
“You're such a pretty girl. Look at yourself right now.” Our eyes met, and he slowed his hips down, “Say it, sweetheart. Say you're a pretty girl.”
I hesitated. “What?”
“Say you're a pretty girl for me.” He repeated.
“I-I'm...” I choked out, not able to finish the sentence.
Colby stopped moving his hips, pulling out almost completely. “I guess you don't want me to keep fucking you.”
I whimpered. “Noooo, don't stop.”
He snarled, “Then say it.”
“I'm a pretty girl.” I mumbled lowly.
Colby slipped his cock deep into me, starting his pace back up. “Again.”
“I'm a pretty girl.” I said louder, my voice desperate.
He thrusted hastily, his hand coming around and rubbing my clit. “Louder, darling.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I bounced on his dick, the new added pressure from my clit making it hard to think. “I-I'm a prettyyy girl!”
“That's it baby! Say you're my pretty girl.” He commanded, pounding me harder.
I moaned helplessly, “Oh God, I'm your p-pretty girl.
“Who’s pretty girl are you?” He growled, gripping my hip and arm tightly.
“Your pretty girl, Colby!” I sobbed.
“Fuck yeah you are! God, I can feel you clenching around me again. You gonna come?” Colby asked, his voice hoarse.
My body vibrated against him. “Yessss.”
“Don't until I tell you, baby. Be a good girl for me.” He demanded.
“Fuck Colby I'm right there! Please let me come!” I begged, wailing.
His cock jackhammered into my pussy repeatedly, going harder and faster with each thrust. I squeezed around him as my moans got louder and louder.
“That's it, Y/N. Come for me! Scream my name. Tell everyone at this party who's fucking you!” His voice thundered.
His name and expletives fell from my lips, my cunt convulsing around him as my orgasm ripped through me. A second later Colby's high hit, his cock slammed into me passionately as his groans grew almost as loud as mine. I could almost feel myself blacking out from all the pleasure, my body collapsing onto the bed. Colby let go of my arm, his hand sliding away from my clit as he caught himself above me. His chest heaved against my back as he pulled out of me slowly, laying down next to me on the bed.
“Oh... my God.” He shuddered, turning his head to me. “Y/N, you okay?”
“Y-yeah. I... I’m so good.” I smiled breathlessly.
We laid in his bed silently for a couple minutes, time passing slowly. Colby traced his hand up and down my back, my body relaxing into his touch. My eyes met his, a light smile resting on his face. He leaned in and pecked my lips sweetly, then he pulled himself up and out of bed.
I turned over and watched Colby lazily get dressed. He pulled his underwear and jeans on, and then turned to face me.
“C'mon baby. We got a party to go back to.” He slapped my ass playfully.
“I almost forgot there was a party happening downstairs.” I sassed. As I sat up, my thoughts immediately drifted back to Eddie. My face twisted at the vision of him still being here.
“What's wrong, love?” Colby asked, cupping my face to look up at him.
I murmured. “Eddie.”
Colby stayed silent for a moment, his eyes narrowing. Then he spoke, "Don't worry about it."
He grabbed his shirt and pulled it on quickly, picking up his phone and calling someone. He stepped away from me, opening the door to his balcony and looking out to the party. I furrowed my brows at his actions, putting my panties and bra back on.
He stepped back in, a mischievous grin on his face. “Finish getting dress. I want you to see something.”
I laughed at his expression, throwing my clothes on quickly. Colby opened the door to his bedroom, pulling me out with him. I glanced down at foyer, seeing a couple people standing around, drinking, and talking. Suddenly a loud commotion echoed off the walls, a man’s voice yelling about being kicked out. Two big security guys pushed this man through the foyer towards the door, the man yelling at them.
I inhaled, covering my mouth. “Oh my god is that-?”
“Hey Eddie?!” Colby shouted down.
Eddie looked up at Colby and me, his eyes widening at the sight.
He waved and then flipped him off. “Get the fuck out of my house!”
Eddie bitched at the security but was forced out before he could say anything to Colby and me. I gaped at Colby, speechless.
"Now we can go back to the party." Colby smiled and winked at me, leaving my side to walk down the stairs.
A/N: i haven't written a fic since october of 2024..... so i might be just a twinge rusty lol but hopefully you enjoy this one. at least i'm coming back to you with some smut. also fun fact, this actually came to me in a dream, and i just had to write it bc it was too good. lmk what you think and hope you enjoy ;)
prompt: you, sam, and colby decide to investigate an old haunted hotel, famous for its fourth floor incubus. you were nervous to sleep over, but knowing sam and colby would be with you made you feel safe. or at least, that's what you thought. || sam and colby x fem!reader
trigger warning: SMUT (but no actual sex), thigh riding, cursing, no solby, talks of demons/incubus so be weary of that if that isn't your thing, haunted location, mentions of: baby, good girl, sexual language, little bit of angst, not a happy ending (but not a bad ending either??)
word count: 3785
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"I cannot believe you guys persuaded me to sleep here tonight." I grumbled, throwing my bag down on the bed.
Sam laughed, "Well, at least you don't have the room Colby's staying in. The Haunted Prostitute's room."
"Hey now," Colby interjected, scrunching his face. "Her name is Lady Mandy and she was really cool when we did the Este's Method in her room."
I smirked, side-eyeing Sam, "He's just upset she asked for $20 from him but only $10 from you to stay the night."
Sam deadpanned. "That's because she knows he's easy."
"Or that you're not a good lay." Colby quipped.
Sam looked at him smugly. "I've never had any complaints."
"Can you two stop bickering and tell me what's up with this room..." I glanced around it quickly, "Other than it being old and a bit dusty?"
"This whole floor is known for having a sexual demon on it, an incubus possibly, that likes touching female guests. This room has had multiple female guests say they’ve been touched or scratched." Sam stated.
I sighed, "Awesome. Love that for me."
"Well, we have been on this floor all night, and nothing has happened to you physically. The only thing was those words said to you during the Este’s Method." Sam mentioned.
I shrugged, "Yeah, other than feeling like I had eyes on me. And nothing was said to me in the last EVP session we did either. But still... I don't like being on this floor by myself."
Colby gathered his bag, chiming in. "We are both gonna be upstairs. Just one to two flights away. If you get scared, I'm in room 505 and he's in room 610. You have our spare keys, right?"
I confirmed, "Yep. And you have mine?"
They both nodded. Sam continued, "Okay, let's head up. And remember to set up the time lapse camera once you're in for the night."
I gave a thumbs up lazily. "Gotcha."
Sam and Colby waved goodbye, Colby being the last to leave. "Hey, are you sure you don't mind being here by yourself? If you can't do it, we'll understand."
"No. I'll be okay. But if not, you'll be seeing me." I remarked, only semi-jokingly.
He inhaled. "Okay. I will probably be up for a while, so let me know if you need anything."
"I will. Thanks, Colby." I half-heartedly smiled.
He grinned, his dimples appearing, "Don't mention it."
He closed the door softly. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my beating heart.
I wasn't sure if it was beating because of the anxiety of sleeping in a possibly haunted room or the fact that Colby smiled at me like that.
It was a weird feeling, having a crush on both your friends. I had known them for years, seen them go through deep relationships and random hook ups. And now was the first time we were all single together.
There was never a time that my feelings for them weren’t here; always just under the surface. I pushed them to the side often because I would rather keep our friendship, that I held so close to my heart, alive and well than fuck it up with a relationship. My past dating history showed I wasn't ready for a new one, so pining for them from afar was my only choice. The safest choice.
But this also meant that because I liked them so much, I would do almost anything for them. Including going to haunted locations that I should not be in whatsoever.
I exhaled dramatically, flopping down onto the bed.
All things considered, this room wasn't the worst. Neither was this hotel for that matter.
I had seen the places Sam and Colby had gone to over the years. And there were much scarier places than this. The lore for this hotel was intriguing; especially this apparent incubus that the owner raved about, but nothing ever showed it besides a few choice words during the Estes Method. The lack of activity in this place is why the boys thought about doing time lapse cameras in our rooms to see if anything is captured while we slept. A cool idea, but not one I was looking forward to.
If anything shows up on that camera in the morning, I'm going to drop dead. Or at least shit my pants.
I pulled out my pjs from my suitcase, along with my carrying case of bathroom essentials. I trudged into the bathroom, flipped on the dull fluorescent light, and began to get ready for bed.
It was nerve wracking knowing that we were the only ones in the hotel, minus a stray two or three other guests all the way down on the first floor. The owners of this small hotel gave us an all-access pass during their off season to come in and investigate, which led to us having the whole place basically to ourselves. That was great in a way because it meant no one was going to interrupt our investigation.
But being in a hotel and not seeing anyone around felt like a liminal space. It also didn't help that the rooms we were staying in clearly hadn't had guests in them for months. The owners saved them just for us.
I finished brushing my teeth and washing my face, quickly changing into my clothes for bed; a big shirt and comfy sleep shorts. The room wasn't too cold or hot, thank God, so sleeping in these would be just fine.
I laid in bed for a while, scrolling through every app on my phone. I was nervous to sleep, unsure of what was to happen during the night. I prayed that nothing would, even if that meant Sam and Colby's video would be boring for fans.
Once I could feel sleep creeping up on me, I got out of bed begrudgingly and set up the time lapse camera. I crawled into bed, turned out the light, and stared at the ceiling. In the corner of the room, I could see the tiny red light of the camera, letting me know it was filming me. I turned over onto my side, closed my eyes, and somehow dozed off.
Because of how silent my room was, the littlest bit of noise was going to wake me. However, I didn't imagine I would hear my door opening and closing.
I popped my eyes open, my heart thrumming nervously. My body was cold with fear as I laid frozen.
"Y/N... you awake?" I heard a voice whisper.
I peaked out of the corner of my eye. Two figures stood at the end of my bed. I reached for the light next to me, flicking it on.
It was Sam and Colby, staring at me with semi-worried and tired expressions. I exhaled deeply, shaking my head.
"Holy shit guys. You almost gave me a heart attack!" I whisper-yelled.
"Sorry. We didn't mean to scare you. But... we gotta sleep in here tonight." Sam blurted out, coming around to one side of my bed.
"What why?" I mumbled, putting my head back down on the pillow, annoyed.
"There was some freaky stuff happening in both our rooms. Neither one of us can sleep, so we figured that we would just sleep in here with you." He explained, getting into bed behind me.
"Are the both of you sharing this bed with me?" I questioned sleepily.
"Yeah, if you don't mind." Colby replied, getting in on the other side of me; the boys sandwiching me in.
I yawned, "Whatever. You're lucky it's a king size bed."
Colby turned out the light, placing his head down on the pillow. "Night." He whispered. Sam followed suit, mumbling a 'goodnight'.
I hummed, falling asleep immediately.
I wasn't sure how long I slept, but I felt comfortable and safe squished between Sam and Colby. No dreams came, but when I stirred awake, I didn't feel all that rested. My body was warm, heat radiating from my cheeks and face.
I felt a light fan of air hit my face, a body very close to mine. A leg was tangled in between my own, a knee brushing my lower thigh. Behind me, another body was pressed against me, our backs touching.
"Y/N..." A voice murmured lowly.
I squinted one eye open, my vision adjusting to the darkness of the room; the only light coming from the moon peeking through the curtains. My eyes fluttered, and once they opened fully, I was face-to-face with Colby.
"Colby?" I said groggily.
"Were you having a nightmare? You were making some... weird noises in your sleep." He asked.
I muttered, "No. Wasn't really dreaming."
He shook his head, moving on, "Even though we didn't get that much evidence, this place does feel odd."
I agreed, "Yeah."
His eyes softened. "How does this room make you feel?"
"Um..." I cleared my throat, waking up a bit more. "Not as bad as the other rooms, I guess."
"That's good. You know, you had me worried there. After the Estes Method." He admitted, moving an inch closer.
I furrowed my brow, "Really? Why?"
"When you and Sam were talking about the words that were coming through, that lined up with sex demon... you looked really scared." Colby informed, his eyes meeting mine.
I was surprised, "I did? Hmm... I mean, it was creepy to hear my own name come through."
"What were the words that concerned you again?" He queried.
As I went to say them, Sam turned over in his sleep, his arm draping over my hip lazily. He exhaled deeply, a light snore leaving his lips. "It was my name, 'desire', 'tonight', and 'pleasure'."
"That's right. That is creepy." Colby frowned.
I snickered, "Right? No thanks."
He smirked, "Well you don't have to worry. Me and Sam are here to protect you."
I bit my lip, my eyes fluttering at his words. "That's sweet of you to say."
"We always want to make you happy, just like you make us." He responded, his tone sincere.
"You do. You both mean so much to me. Our friendship is everything to me." I answered candidly.
Colby grew quiet for a moment, the air suddenly feeling thick. I was growing dreary again, the silence lulling me back to sleep.
"Is that why you pretend to not have feelings for us?"
My breath hitched in my throat, my heart skipping a beat. I popped my eyes open, gazing directly into Colby's.
"W-What?" I stammered.
"You like me, and Sam... Don't you?" He raised an eyebrow, leaning towards me.
I shifted under his stare, my body growing hot instantly. My throat felt dry, mouth unable to form words.
Colby continued, "It's okay. You don't have to say anything. We already both know."
My face dropped as I studied his own. He was so calm about this, meanwhile my heart was about ready to burst through my chest. I swallowed hard, exhaling and ignoring Colby’s gaze. “How long have you known… that I-I’ve liked… you?”
"A while. Sam pointed it out to me once and then it just became noticeable. You’re not as slick as you think." He laughed quietly.
My mind was reeling, unable to process everything at once. I became acutely aware of everything around me. Sam was almost draped over me, Colby’s leg was pressed in between my own. I could feel their breaths hitting me simultaneously. My heart banged against my ribs, pulsing in my ears.
"Don’t be so nervous, Y/N," Sam murmured suddenly, his voice low and husky from sleep. "It’s okay if you like us."
I shuttered, "B-but our friendship-"
"Can still exist. Even if you like us." He commented, cutting me off.
"Especially if... we like you too." Colby added.
My eyes flickered to Colby’s face, widening. His expression was almost unreadable. But his words sounded simple, like what he said was fact.
"W-what?" I stuttered, my breath shallow.
"Is it weird if I say I thought you looked beautiful during the investigation? When we were reading the history of this place to the camera, and you were just watching us, it was so hard to keep my eyes off of you." Colby changed the subject, confessing and scooting closer to me in bed, our noses almost touching.
Sam hummed, his voice raising the hairs on my neck. "I liked the way you felt in my arms when you jumped into them when the R.E.M pod went off. I always wanted to protect you."
Colby agreed, "Sometimes we argue with each other when the other gets to touch you too much."
My eyes fluttered, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. “Are you guys joking right now?”
"We would never joke about this. You mean so much to us, Y/N." Sam spoke, quietly but firm.
"Can I kiss you?" Colby asked, pulling my attention back to him.
"Yes." I replied, shocked by my own voice. The desperation, the breathy word sounding foreign to my own ears.
Colby smiled, leaning in and kissing me tenderly. It was gentle, but I could feel his passion being held back by him. I breathed in the kiss, a whimper falling from my lips.
Sam’s hand snaked around me, up my chest and cupped my throat. He held me, pulling me away from Colby. “My turn, please.”
My head turned with Sam’s help, our lips locking instantly. He pressed his body closer to mine, his hips pushing against my ass as his tongue teased my mouth.
Colby’s leg moved up, separating my legs apart more, pressing into my core. My wet panties rubbed against my aching center, suddenly making me aware how turned on I had become by their words.
I gasped, ripping my mouth away from Sam. "W-what are you doing?"
"Just trying to make you feel good. Do you want me to stop? Whatever you want, I’ll do." Colby’s eyes narrowed, darkening with lust.
Sam’s mouth connected with my earlobe, nibbling softly. "Tell him what you want."
"Should we do this?" I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to reset my brain. It was hard to think with both of them so close to me. "If we cross this boundary, we can’t go back."
"If it’s what you want, then let’s do it. We just want to make you feel good, baby. Please let us." Colby pleaded lowly, his lips brushing against mine.
"Please, Y/N. We want it just as much as you do. Can you feel that?" Sam whispered, his crotch grinding against my ass lazily. I felt his growing hardness press into me, my mouth falling open in a silent gasp. Colby cupped my wrist, dragging my hand down his abs, stopping just above his bulge. I could feel it, clothed and erect, brushing up against my fingers.
Colby began to pull his leg away, his hold on my hand loosening. I gripped his forearm, shuddering a breath. "Don’t stop."
Colby smirked, a seductive laugh came from Sam. "Good girl."
He nudged his leg back up, his lower thigh pushing against my aching middle. I whined, feeling my body grind down against his thigh.
Sam's voice came out in a husky purr, "That's it baby, ride his thigh. Get yourself nice and wet for us."
"She's already wet. I can feel her through her shorts. She soaked through." Colby chuckled darkly.
"Really, Y/N? We barely did anything to you, and you're already this wet." Sam's lips tickled my ear as he whispered, "You're so desperate, huh?"
I nodded mindlessly, bucking my hips slowly on Colby's thigh. I couldn't believe this was happening. And I couldn't stop myself from enjoying the sensations.
Colby leaned forward, kissing me again. As he did, Sam's mouth found my neck, sucking and biting the sensitive areas. Hands found my breasts, making me moan into the kiss. Colby's tongue snaked in, my body growing hotter by the second.
"Fuck! Keep grinding against me, baby. That feels so good." Sam grunted, his clothed cock pressed firmly against my ass as I moved back and forth on Colby's thigh.
"Touch me, Y/N. Give me some relief, please sweetheart." Colby huffed, grabbing my hand and lowering it to his erection. I cupped him softly, rubbing my hand in circular motions. He sighed, his lips finding mine again.
I melted into the kiss, letting my body go on autopilot. I could feel myself getting closer to an orgasm, each thrust against Colby's thigh causing the pleasure to grow and grow.
Colby let out a guttural breath, pushing his dick harder into my hand. "We should have done this sooner. I can't believe we waited until now."
"I wanted you both for so long." I confessed, whimpering mindlessly.
"And now you can have us. Whenever you want." Sam hissed, his voice dripping with need.
I gasped, my hips bucking faster. I could feel a light layer of sweat form on my skin, my clothes sticking to me.
"You close, Y/N? Are you gonna come for us?" Colby's eyes locked with mine intensely.
I nodded, unable to form words, not trusting my voice.
"We barely touched you and you're gonna come. Imagine how good it will feel when we're inside you..." Sam smirked against my skin, breathing heavy.
I swallowed hard, "F-Fuck, I'm so close."
"Grind harder, baby. Ride my thigh like it's my dick." Colby demanded, his tone depraved.
I whined, panting as I sped up my hips. I gripped onto Sam's arm and Colby's shirt with my hands, needing to steady myself. I locked eyes with Colby, struggling to keep from rolling mine in pleasure.
"That's it, Y/N. Be a good girl for us." Sam leaned in, his lips pressed against my ear, "Come."
Colby narrowed his eyes lustfully, "Do it, baby. Come now."
Ecstasy exploded throughout my body, my orgasm hitting me deeply. I writhed in pleasure, bucking my hips with abandonment. I squeezed my eyes shut, silent cries falling from my mouth. My grip on the boys loosened as the pleasure slowed down. I mewled in a low tone, my body becoming heavy with sleep. My breathing steadied, the afterglow of my orgasm coursing through my body and lulling me unconscious.
When I woke, it was bright outside, the light cascading through the blinds and shining in my room. I was alone, my bed looking almost undisturbed.
I took in my surroundings, confused. A wave of sadness hit me for a moment. Did both of them really leave me in the middle of night? After everything we did last night, I hoped they would have stayed so we could talk.
My eyes widened as the camera came into view. Fuck! I forgot that was on last night. I stumbled out of bed, walking over to it awkwardly. I turned it off, saving the footage to the camera's storage. I waited for it to load back up so I could watch. I wasn't sure how much it would have caught last night, silently hoping the footage was suspiciously gone.
I began watching the footage, speeding through it as quickly as I could. I waited for Sam and Colby to appear, wondering what time they left too. I slowed the film down, my eyes taking in the events that unfolded. The door to my bedroom never opened, but I sat up in bed, turning the light on. I could see myself talking to something, flopping back down asleep. The light turned off on its own, no one getting into bed beside me. In horror I watched as my body twisted in pleasure, mimicking the movements I was making against Sam and Colby last night.
Or... what I thought was Sam and Colby.
That was all a dream. They never came into my room. They never confessed to knowing about my feelings or having feelings for me. They were never here!
The incubus...
I chucked the camera on the bed, a chill running up my spine. I raced over to my phone, texting Sam and Colby to come to my room ASAP.
They arrived a couple minutes later, confused as to my panic. I showed them the footage, watching them stare at the small screen in bewilderment.
"What were you dreaming about? Your body is moving... an awful lot in the video." Colby asked, looking up at me from the camera.
I blush, not sure what to say. Thank God there is no audio on the time lapse cameras. "Um... let's just say it was a NSFW type of dream."
"Oh...." He paused, then cocked his head, "Wait. Do you think it was...?"
"The incubus?" I suggested. Their eyes shifted away from me as I nodded, "...Yeah. At least, it’s possibility."
Sam gaped down at the camera, "Wow, that's crazy! This footage is unbelievable."
Colby snickered, trying to lighten the mood. "Who did you have sex with in your dream?"
My eyes ignored their gaze, "Uh... no one in particular. Or I-uh, couldn't place the face."
"Even weirder. I'm gonna take this back to my room and save it onto my laptop. I do not want this footage to get corrupted or accidentally deleted." Sam responded, leaving my room quickly with the camera in hand.
Colby stood in my room, studying me as I sat awkwardly on the bed. I bit my lip, doing my best to not meet his stare.
He stepped towards me, "Are you okay? I can't imagine what's going through your head."
I exhaled tiredly, "I've been better. I just can't believe that dream last night wasn't real. It just felt so..."
"Real?" He replied, biting back a cheeky smile.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I jokingly glared, rolling my eyes at him. But then I sighed, my shoulders slumping. "I should have known better though."
"About what?" He questioned.
"That something like that wouldn't happen." I whispered, unable to hide the disappointment in my voice.
He furrowed his brow, "Something like what? A man having sex with you?"
"The person... people, in question. They wouldn't have sex with me." I commented, standing up.
"Oh? There were multiple? Kinky." He remarked sarcastically.
I continued, "I confessed something to them, and they confessed back. I should have known that would never happen."
"Hey, you never know." Colby cupped my arm gently, "You are an amazing person, and anyone would be lucky to be with you, Y/N. Don't sell yourself short."
"Thank you. I appreciate that." I hugged him tightly, pulling him as close as I could.
"That's what friends are for." He stated, rubbing my back sweetly.
I tried not to wince at his words, nodding my head. "Yep... friends."
