β½οΈ given-taken
β½οΈ gf!vi x e x r, three ways baby.
a/n: this is the last part of hot to go! we canβt thank u enough for the amount of love you guys have shown this collab, me and marie have really enjoyed ourselves π now buckle ur seatbelts bc this is filthy and nasty and something possessed me while i was writing it ! i acc canβt look at u guys as i post this omg
tags: 18+ MDNI, god where to start, dom e and v, degredation, strap referred to as cock, strap sucking (r), scissoring, oral (r and v receiving), lowk spit roasting, arguing, public indecency, pet names, manhandling, nastiness, spitting, kind of exhibitionism, bushes, sweatiness and filth, dirty talk, hair pulling, cum play, kind of little mention of breath play? actually sweet ending!
the post match rush of adrenaline was one of the best feelings in the entire fucking world for ellie and vi.
watching the two girls shriek and collide on the pitch shouldβve been an ick, mud smearing everywhere as vi clapped ellie on the back, a pile of butch and grassy limbs. but it wasnβt, not when viβs head snapped up to find yours. two pairs of eyes locked onto yours: one endless powder blue, the other watercolour green. both of them blown. both of them fucking starving.
that look was just about the only warning you got before the predators were on you.
ellie untangled her long legs from viβs, freckles spattered across pale skin that glittered in the dappled sun, freckles youβd quite like to taste with your tongue. she paused at the edge of the bleachers, panting and sweat soaked, just to offer you her palm. βhey, pretty girl.β her voice was hoarse from yelling at her team, calloused fingers curling around yours as she helped you down the steps in your heels. βgood luck charm worked out, didnβt it? well done you.β
ellieβs rasp was undercut suddenly by rowdy hollering, hooted shouting that could only be coming from her counterpart. vi. a pair of strong arms caught you around the waist before you could protest, smearing mud and sweat across your skirt without care in the world.
βvi, not again-β you shrieked as you were lifted up to sit on her shoulder, clinging onto the roots of the red hair stuck to her nape for dear life. you crossed your legs, all too aware of the way your bare cunt was seeping slick into the fabric of her jersey.
βwhat, canβt do a victory lap with my girl?β viβs teeth were bared in that sharp canine smirk as she set off in a jog, ellie racing after her just to watch your ass bounce with every step.
βi fucking hate you.β you hissed, heels digging into her ribs as you held on tight, legs crossed taut enough to crush something or someone, preferably your girlfriendβs skull right now.
βhey, fuckface.β ellie grunted, catching viβs elbow to slow her to a stop, both of them panting. βwe have much better things to be doing right now than running around like dickheads. cβmon.β
the world was a blur of green and blue as vi dropped you to your feet, palms settling firm and proprietary at your hips as she buried her nose in the curve of your throat from behind, inhaling the sugar sweetness she always craved. βweβre just havinβ fun, arenβt we sweetheart?β
the rasp in her voice went straight to the base of your spine as her and ellie led you to the locker roomβs, viβs fingers pressing into your hips and ellieβs catching the shape of your wrist, yanking.
the locker room had cleared out quickly after viβs preening victory lap, meaning you barely had time to set your heels against the linoleum before two pairs of strong hands were on your body, lifting and pushing and pressing.
the two girls stepped back when you were flat on your back on one of the metal benches. viβs arms folded over her chest, a flash of white canine as she sank her teeth into her bottom lip, eyes mapping the path she wanted her hands to follow up your thighs.
βwhat should we give our good luck charm, els?β she purred, eyes like flint as she knocked her hip against ellieβs. βthink she deserves a reward. been dreaminβ about gettinβ my mouth on that pretty cunt the entire match.β
ellieβs brow furrowed, freckled skin pulling taut as she glanced sideways at her best friend, knocking her back harder. βainβt no fucking way dude, you got to touch her before the match.β
βsheβs my girlfriend! so did you, dickface!β
βnot like you did-β
the argument dissolved into them shoving each other, the metal of viβs locker clanging sharp throughout the room as ellie pushed her into it, victorious.
βfuckinβ fine.β vi grumbled, slinking back against the locker as ellie prowled forward, already sweeping auburn hair into a loose ponytail.
you raised an eyebrow, propping yourself up on your elbows as your gaze flicked between the two of them. βdo i get any say in this? what if i wanted something specific?β
viβs laugh cracked sharp enough to spark down your spine as ellie shoved your thighs open, sinking to her knees. βdonβt think youβre complaininβ, youβre drippinβ for us angel.β
and true enough, heat had been pooling between your thighs for the last hour, spiking everytime ellie skidded into a tackle or vi whooped in that obnoxiously attractive way of hers on the pitch.
βno.β you mumbled, petulant, as you leant back. βbut-β
ellieβs mouth was on your cunt, tongue pulling in one long stripe between your folds as she groaned low in her throat, circling your clit in devastatingly quick drags that had your spine arching and startled moans ripping from your throat.
βtaste like fucking heaven.β she muttered, calloused fingers pressing the arch of your hips wider as she buried her face in your folds, messy and greedy and entirely hungry as she shoved her tongue to the root past your slit.
your fingers tangled in her hair as your eyes rolled back, thighs clenching taut around her head as you clawed at her scalp, heels digging in.
your first mistake was letting yourself succumb to the overwhelming feeling of ellieβs tongue toying with your sweet spot. the second? forgetting to keep an eye on your girlfriend.
one second your head was tossed back, tits heaving on every ragged breath, the next your mouth was being buried in a mess of sopping pink curls, slick with sweat and arousal.
βforget about me, did you?β two strong thighs pressed either side of your head, viβs knees digging into the bench as miles of tanned muscle wrapped around your skull.
her cunt was messy, bush wild and as vivid as her hair, thick clit poking through puffy pink folds that she dragged without shame across your lips. βcmon, sweet girl. we just fucking won. youβre not gonna make your girlfriend feel good? gimme that pretty tongue, angel.β
ellieβs laughter was muffled by viβs thighs around your ears, all sensation narrowing to the slick feeling of ellieβs tongue teasing the sensitive nub of your clit, and the heat of viβs soaked cunt dragging over your mouth.
you finally managed to push your tongue past your lips, letting vi grind the swollen curve of her clit over the muscle, her abs rippling as she tossed her head back. βthatβs it. such a good girl lettinβ me use your face like this. you taste that? thatβs fuckinβ victory baby.β
your own whines were muffled, her slick smearing with your spit down your chin as she got off on your face. and thatβs when you felt teeth grazing your clit. your spine arched taut, almost bucking vi off your shoulders as your thighs clamped around ellieβs head.
βeasy, easy sweetheart. fucking sensitive arenβt you?β ellieβs voice sounded like she was underwater as she eased your thighs apart, this time spreading your folds with her fingers to spit on the fluttering muscle of your pussy. her tongue shoved past your entrance, curving just right against your sweet spot in a way that made you shriek against viβs folds, earning a mock-sympathetic tut from the other girl.
that coil in your gut built and built, thighs shaking in ellieβs grip as you tossed your head blindly, view restricted by the rippling arch of viβs abs, sweat slick and shining beneath the fluorescents. the coil snapped sudden and sharp as viβs blunt fingers tangled in your hair, yanking you back into the wet heat of her cunt as you unraveled under the perfect pressure of ellieβs tongue and vi spilled down your throat.
there was a beat of silence as you swallowed the mess, until you heard the sound of ellieβs palm slapping against viβs shoulder.
when you glanced up, she was tapping viβs jaw, vi frowning in confusion as she twisted above you. βthe fuck do you want, man?β
ellie leant in, rough fingers tipping viβs jaw up, thumb parting her lips as she spat your cum into viβs waiting mouth.
vi swallowed, snickering as she shoved at ellieβs stomach and climbed off your shoulders, wiping her mouth. βthat was fucking nasty, dude. youβre perverted.β
βyeah but you liked it.β ellie snorted, rolling her freckled shoulders as she stood properly, knees cracking. βyour girl tastes good.β
you let your head thud back against the bench, reeling as you caught your breath, starting to fix your dress when ellieβs palm settled at your stomach. βthe fuck dβyou think youβre doing, angel?β
vi returned to your side, leering down at you and she folded her arms, muscles bulging beneath the harsh black gears of her tats. βdid you think we were done? nah, told you iβd give you the fuck you deserved. just didnβt say how, babygirl.β
it was then you noticed the harness curving round her hips, that thick pink strap bobbing against the tanned v of her hips.
the two shared a look, ellieβs lips crooking in a slow smirk that matched viβs in want as she pushed you back down.
her jersey was peeled off first, then her shorts and sports bra, until all that was left was freckled skin and sweat. ellie wasnβt as ripped as your girlfriend, but she was gorgeous, all pale skin and taut lines, mouth quirking as your gaze settled at the pert curve of her tits. βlike what you see, doll?β
viβs fingers caught in your hair as she tugged you back down, shifting to stand behind your head until the strap shadowed your face, pink silicone obscuring your vision of ellie. βeyes on my cock. thatβs right, gorgeous. only thing youβre good for, ainβt it? having this down your throat. say it.β
βs all iβm good for.β your voice was raspy from disuse, edging on a whine as you reached back to clutch at her thighs, nails pressing into muscle as she tapped the dildo against your cheek.
βwell, not quite all.β ellieβs voice was low and amused as her palms pushed your hips back, speckled thighs intertwining with your own as she slotted your cunts together, sharp hips rolling down in a grind that sent your oversensitive clit throbbing.
βsuppose not.β vi mused, eyes flicking up to meet ellieβs when she pushed the strap past your lips, your head angled back so she could stuff it down your throat.
the sudden lack of oxygen made your eyes roll back, throat making obscene little glug, glugs when she rocked her strap down the tight channel of muscle, punctuated by ellieβs grunts as she arched above you. the whole thing was filthy, debauched, your hair dangling off the bench as you were used from both ends. the perfect fucktoy.
βfuckin christ.β ellie groaned, head tipped forward as her hips jolted against yours, folds catching and rhythm stuttering off into something more uneven that made you whine from the overstimulation. βfeel so good, baby girl. not gonna fuckinβ last.β
βthought you had better stamina than that.β vi panted, one hand slipping down to tease at the bulge in your throat. βdonβt tell me you canβt go more than two minutes, els?β
βshut the fuck up.β
βnah, thatβs pathetic dude. cmon, i know sheβs got a pretty cunt, but-β
the two carried on bickering above you, ellieβs nails carving crescent moons into your thighs as vi fucked your throat.
βyouβre such an asshole.β ellie grunted, thighs starting to shake as she pressed you harder into the bench. βall this fucking talk about PBβs and all that bullshit when- oh fuck hah-β her hands slid forward, bracing next to your shoulders as she shattered, her slick smearing in the mess already between your thighs.
vi snickered, dragging her hips back from your throat with a disgustingly wet pop, wiping the strap clean as she tossed ellie her jersey. βalright, champ. fuckinβ three pump wonder you are.β
you collapsed back against the bench, thoroughly worn out, panting hard enough for them both to pause in their arguing and look at you. βyou alright, pretty girl?β ellie murmured, frowning down at you as she squeezed your hip. βdid we take it too far?β vi joined her, uncharacteristically sweet as she helped you sit up.
βnoβ¦β you murmured, swollen lips curving into a pout as you slid your arms around her neck. βm just sore.β
βwell thatβs okay, angel.β ellie soothed, settling behind you as she kissed the nape of your neck, tender now. βweβll kiss it all better.β
βayo, what are you, her girlfriend?β vi raised an eyebrow, but she didnβt sound pissed off, big hands gentle as they slid up your sides.
βmaybe. would you like that? both of us, angel?β she pressed closer, green eyes finding viβs blue over your shoulder.
it was all you could do not to melt.
βyeah. yeah i really would.β
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