threesome with black noir and the deep? 🤔 like on some Challengers Tashi art and Patrick shit perhaps?
TWO THOUGH? YOU KNOW…
paring: black noir II x reader x the deep
summary: You were an employee at Vought, nothing less nothing more. But you managed to capture the eyes of the two stupidest men in The Seven, leading you three to a very productive night at The Deep’s place.
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tags/warning: threesome, smut without plot, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI, reader has a vagina, otherwise no pronouns/gender used, double penetration, penetrative sex, subby noir and deep (I think my type in men is obvious), dom!reader, insults, internalized homophobia?, they take turns kissing you, you make them kiss each other like barbie dolls, noir II being interrupted like seven times, polyamory??, not proofread
AN: never watched that movie, but I’m assuming it’s the one that was so good it got someone pregnant? hope this was good enough for you though! My first time writing pure smut or a threesome, kinda experimenting with my writing here
You were just an employee at Vought. Barely noticeable, one of the few workers in the crime department after Deep took over and randomly fired everyone that spoke badly of homelander.
But that didn’t stop the two members of The Seven eyeing you. Of course, you couldn’t just ignore that—so you decided to let some steam off by spending a night with them at your boss’s place.
And you had them right where you wanted.
Or, they had you where they wanted by fucking the brains out of you. Same thing.
Your sweaty back was pressed against the hard metal chest plate of Noir’s, and your chest was against Deep’s horribly textured suit of his—irritating you while they were thrusting in and out of you, fingers uncomfortably digging into his shoulders.
Deep’s gloved hands held your shaking legs around his hips, while Noir’s hands were wrapped around your waist—leaving dents onto your skin by how tightly he was holding you. “Why—why so quiet?” Deep utters out, not even really all there with how warmly your cunt’s walls squeeze around his throbbing cock.
“Mmm.“ Humming, you roll your eyes and not in a pleasured way. “Maybe if you got rid of that fuckass shirt that’s scraping off layers of my skin, I’d make some noise!” You retort, groaning when Noir hit deep—head falling back onto his shoulders, bringing him more attention as one of your hands leave the other’s shoulder and went down to intertwine your fingers with those leather covered ones.
“I fucking told you why I don’t remove my shir—“ Deep pauses his yapping and thrusting when he sees you pull Noir’s balaclava up, leaning your neck even further back as he kisses down the side of your already bitten and bruised neck—slowly moving his hips inside of you as breathy sighs of pleasure leave your lips. “What the fuck, man? Leaving me out of this…“
He pouts, sad eyes looking down at your neck. And Noir’s lips, thinking they should be on his neck instead.
No, he should start kissing your neck too so it evens out the gay thoughts.
Deep grabs your legs tighter around his waist as he starts fucking into you again, feeling his soft lips suck onto your throat and teeth gently biting it—whining as their kisses and affection attacked your neck, your fingers caressing the man’s brunette hair.
“Bro,” Noir says, his voice muffled against your neck. “Isn’t this.. kinda gay? Our lips are right next to each other.” Deep shrugs, continuing to bite and suck at your skin. “Not if we’re wearing socks. You wearing your socks, bro?”
Before Noir could even respond, you interrupt. “Your balls are slapping each other, and somehow that’s not gay?” A half hearted laugh leaves your mouth, shaking your head. “Just shut the fuck up, and kiss me already.” Deep immediately pulls away from your neck, not wasting the chance to kiss you first as his tongue slides against yours—whimpers leaving his mouth. You tug his hair as he whines into your mouth even louder, and you suddenly feel Noir throbbing even harder than before. Wonder what that could be about, huh?
As you and Deep ate at each other’s mouths like animals, saliva dripping off of the two of you’s chins—Noir kept kissing your neck, thrusting into you and banging that spot over and over again, leaving Deep swallow your moans as you got close. You pulled away from the kiss, half lidded eyes staring into those dark blue ones. Leaning back against Noir, about to wipe the Deep’s spit stuck onto your lips, until Noir grabbed your chin and met your lips with his—the kiss eager yet mannered.
He drank up and swallowed your mewls as though it were honey, tongues dancing and intertwining—tasting Deep’s tongue on yours. As your hand lowered down, about to reach your clit—he removes his glove, placing his hand on top of yours, rubbing your clit as you felt a pleasing sting in your spine—arching your back as Deep slammed into your pussy, feeling shaking legs squeezing tightly around his hips.
Leaving the kiss, your heated face was buried into Deep’s neck. breathing in his scent and taking in the utter pleasure after a few hours of guiding these idiots on how to please you. Which gave Noir and Deep a moment for themselves… even if they were inside you.
Deep’s eyes shifted from your face twisting in pleasure to down to your cunt, where he was filling you and Noir’s fingers was giving you the best stimulation of your life probably. “You’ve… got some nice fingers, bro.” Deep breathes out, voice shaky as he was nearing his climax as well. He looks into that soulless, black visor and wonders if his eyes were just as beautiful and brown like the previous one’s. And that the rest of him wasn’t as ugly.
“Dude, you’re being really gay right now.” Noir states the obvious, and Deep just shakes his head. “Nah, you’re not fingering me. So it’s not homo.” He disagreed as he thrusted into your cunt so deep—nearly hitting your sweet spot as another moan left you. Meanwhile Noir was shocked underneath the mask which was pulled back down after kissing you, wondering where the fuck Deep got the idea of fingering from.
“Does this look like fingering to your dumbass?” Noir shakes his head, continuing to rub and twist your clit as he thrusted into you from behind. He’s wondering how their blabbering hasn’t turned you off already. “I don’t know, bro. Does it look like I have a pussy? I’m no gynecologist.”
“What are you even talking abou—“
“Hey, since you two bitches keep talking about what’s gay and not—why don’t ya kiss right in front of me for good measure?” You pull your head from Deep’s shoulder, a tired sigh leaving your mouth as your words made them stop their movements.
“…You’re being serious?” Noir asks in that stupid confused tone of his.
You nod, glancing back at him. “While fucking the shit out of me.”
They glance at each other, Noir gulping before pulling up his balaclava back to his nose again. Well, at least the Deep looked.. pretty. “No homo, bro.” He says, as if it’d make this any less gay. “Man, shut the fuck u—“ Noir groans before being silenced with those lips pressed against his, feeling his short stubble scratch against his skin. But he couldn’t stop, and he… didn’t want to.
Noir leaves a gloved hand from your waist, going up to cup Deep’s face—though still teasing your hardened clit with his other one. Deep moans, muffled by the other man currently ravaging his mouth as he thrusted into you—fingers digging into your legs and causing marks. You were thoroughly enjoying until you realized Noir wasn’t moving his ass. Raising a hand and slapping his hip, he started moving his hips and drilled into you orderly—sounds of skin slapping skin, breathy moans echoing throughout the bedroom. Homelander must have a gun through his ears right now.
Deep tilted his head, pulling away slightly, “You taste so good, man—” He huffs, their noses touching. “Don’t stop,” Noir pulls back onto his lips, his hand leaving his face with his fingers gently squeezing his neck—the other man smiling into the kiss as he whined like he was the one getting fucked. Burying your face into Deep’s shoulder, teeth biting into the skin and arms wrapped around his shoulders. You feel a shiver down your body as Deep carved his hips into your pussy, finally hitting your sweet spot, leaving you arch your back and—
…
You wipe your eyes, about to sit up from the bed but felt two strong arms and a heavy weighted blanket basically holding you down. Blinking your eyes you see a naked Deep on your left and a naked Noir with his mask still pulled up till his nose—both of them cuddled up next to you. Huh, you must’ve been dreaming about the night you just had.
You lay yourself back down on the bed, snuggling up with the two idiots.
You gotta do this again sometime…
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