mmmfh thinking of being Eddie’s little fucktoy in the back of the bar, while Volt’s out front, tending to all their customers for the night.
Eddie was supposed to be working on repairs but instead, he has to bound, hands tied behind your back and mouth stuffed with a makeshift gag of either his or your underwear (when he’s not shoving his cock down your throat). Just completely and utterly at his mercy for the night.
Him just pounding you with reckless abandon, making sure his tips practically kissing your cervix as he fills you up for the umpteenth time, making a gooey white mess between your thighs. Turning you into his personal cum dumpster and stress reliever for the night.
He only stops when the bar closes and Volt stumbles upon the scene of you two. But then it’s Volt’s turn and you’re reminded that the night is far from over~
(Is 🌙 anon taken? If not, mayhaps can I be 🌙 anon? If it is, then 🪽or 🐁 work too)
Volt teasing Eddie for losing his focus and getting sidetracked, “Oh, but I suppose nobody can help themselves when our Spark looks so wonderfully sinful like this, hm?” with his long fingers dipping inside the white, sticky messy - He fingers some of the cum back into your sensitive cunt before pulling them out, watching the mess on his fingers dribble down before bringing it to Eddie’s lips.
You get sandwiched between them, lapping messily at Eddie’s cock (sucking off your combined mess, drool slipping down your chin) while Volt slides in his cock with ease, teasing the both of you for how ruined you both look while the mess drips onto the floor with every thrust.
