LAGOON LULLABY
2hollis x fem!reader x rommulas smutshot
content info: !mdni, consensual threesome, praise, soft aftercare, p in v, gentle dominance, emotional safety
♪ - isle of us - malibu
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you’re walking down the boardwalk with roman, the ocean stretching out beside you, glowing gold in the late sun. the warm summer air moves through both of you. through your hair, your clothes, gently pushing you back toward home.
while the others are back at the house getting everything ready for dinner, you two just ran out to grab some beers and strawberries, your one specific request.
roman’s carrying two six-packs like it’s nothing beside you. in your hands, you turn the small box slowly, your eyes drifting over the fruit, looking for the prettiest one.
"you tasted just like them yesterday." roman says out of nowhere, a slight smirk on his lips. you snap your head toward him. "i’m just gonna pretend i didn’t hear that." - "i’m just gonna pretend you weren’t begging me to kiss you last night." he shrugs, glancing over at you.
you let out a laugh, nudging your shoulder into his. "i told you this morning, that was the alcohol talking. and come on, it’s summer. shit happens." he glances at you, a small smirk pulling at his lips. "yeah? that your excuse now?"
you shrug, bumping into him again. "it’s a good one." he lets out a quiet laugh, shaking his head. "right."
-
and then the beach house comes into view, half hidden behind the tall bushes. you can’t fully see what the others are doing yet, but the smoky smell in the air tells you the grill’s already on, and the sound of their voices makes it obvious they’re having fun.
roman glances at you with a crooked grin. "lowkey surprised the house is still standing." - "heavy on still." you nod, pushing open the garden gate as you step back onto the property.
nate and ryan are messing with the grill, crouched by the fire, while your two friends are setting up the table, talking about something random.
hollis is the first one to notice you. "well look who’s back!" he calls out, already walking over and taking the beers straight from roman. "thought you guys got lost or… were busy." he shoots roman a quick wink.
roman just huffs, shaking his head. "she took like a hundred years trying to find perfect strawberries." you shrug. "i know you’re all gonna beg me for a bite later anyway." - "from you? always." hollis says, quick, almost under his breath. and before you can even process what he meant, he’s already turned away, heading back to the guys with roman.
you make your way over to your girls, both of them lighting up the second they see you. "ohhh she’s back!" one of them sings, pulling you into a quick side hug. the other tilts her head toward roman, eyes narrowing playfully. "sooo, did anything else happen orrr?" you shake your head immediately. "you both know that was a one time thing." - "relax, i’m kidding." she says with a shrug, easy, but your other friend’s already glancing past you, over at hollis.
"i mean, it kinda seemed like he wasn’t joking." you tilt your head. "what do you mean?" she looks at you for a second, then back at him, standing by the grill with the guys, cracking open another beer.
"while you were gone, he kept bringing it up. like, as a joke, but… a lot." she pauses. "and he asked if we knew anything. about you and roman." your expression shifts instantly. "what?" she just nods. "we told him the same thing you told us. nothing serious." you shake your head again, a little slower this time. "i’m gonna talk to him later."
for a second, your gaze drops to the table, the plates, the half-set cutlery, anything to ground yourself. then you look back up, a small grin slipping back into place. "drinks?" they both nod immediately, like the question didn’t even need to be asked. "obviously."
-
you’re all sitting around the table, plates piled high with salads, bread, grilled meat, whatever everyone kept passing around earlier. it’s a mess in the best way.
everyone’s already a few drinks in, the soft buzz settling over everything as the sun dips lower, slipping behind the horizon, painting the sky in soft pinks and purples that cling to the edges of the night.
"kinda sad tomorrow’s our last day." one of your friends sighs, looking around at everyone. nate lifts his glass immediately. "then tomorrow we’re going all in. no excuses." the guys are quick to follow, beers raised, and you girls do the same, laughter mixing into the clink of glass and bottles. "who says we’re not doing that tonight?" roman cuts in, glancing at you, giving you a quick wink.
oh. your stomach flips, just slightly. was that a reference to last night? no. absolutely not happening again. that kiss, it was just the alcohol. the last drink in your system reaching for something warm, something close. nothing more. that’s all it was.
you’ve all been friends for so long. nothing ever crossed that line. it’s always been easy, balanced, untouched by anything messy and you want to keep it that way. you really do. it’s just… hollis.
the way he reacted earlier. it stuck with you more than you expected. even now, sitting across from you, he’s quieter than usual. not pulling you into conversation, not leaning into you like he normally does. every now and then, his eyes drift to you, distant, like he’s somewhere else entirely. and he didn’t even sit next to you tonight.
-
while the others have already drifted over to the firepit, starting some random drinking games, you catch hollis before he can fully disappear into it all, asking if he’s got a minute.
so now you’re sitting a little off to the side, on the steps leading down into the garden.
he takes a sip from his can, your shoulders barely brushing. then he looks slightly down at you, "so…what did you wanna talk about? alone?" you glance up at him through your lashes. "are we good? you’ve been acting kinda off." he looks away immediately. yeah. there it is. you see his jaw tighten, just slightly.
"i can tell something’s on your mind, holli. just tell me." you say softly, placing your hand on his leg, not pushing, just there. a quiet i’m here for you.
his gaze drops to your hand instantly. lingers there. "…is it because of roman?" you ask, carefully. his jaw tightens even more. right. he gives a small nod. "yeah." you look at him, confused, searching his face. why would that bother him?
"yeah? and? why?" he exhales, shifting slightly. "y/n, i don’t really know how to say this." and just like that, you’re looking into those eyes. big, honest, the kind you could never bring yourself to hurt.
"just tell me what’s going on. i don’t wanna spend our last two nights like this." - "well…" he starts, gaze fixed somewhere ahead of him. "let’s just say, i kinda wish i’d been in roman’s place yesterday."
your hand pulls back from his leg, instinctively, your body leaning away just a little. "what do you mean?" - "exactly what i said." he breathes out, taking another sip of his beer, eyes still not leaving the distance.
you glance around, trying to steady yourself, to make sense of what hollis just said. "you mean… you wish you’d kissed me?" he exhales slowly, like he’s grounding himself, then turns toward you. this time, his hand comes to rest gently on your leg, careful, like he’s not sure if he’s allowed.
"i don’t really know how to say it, but this trip did something to me." - "in what way?" you ask quietly. he looks straight at you then, completely open. no jokes, no deflection. "i really like you, y/n. i have this whole trip. every time you’re around, i just… feel better. and i don’t like it when you’re not."
heat rises to your cheeks, soft and unexpected. there’s something about the way he says it, so honest it almost hurts. "oh, holli." you murmur, your hand lifting to his cheek, brushing over his skin gently. "i’m not going anywhere. and roman doesn’t have anything to do with that." - "yeah. he kinda does." his voice is quieter now.
your eyes flick over to roman by the fire, laughing with the others, the glow of the flames catching on his face.
"he feels the same." your head snaps back to hollis. "what?!" hollis nods, almost in disbelief himself. "yeah. we talked about it yesterday." he grins, "okay, yeah, we were drunk, but still. somehow he ended up in the same place. with you."
you just stare ahead for a second, everything going a little too loud and a little too quiet at the same time. your stomach flips, something warm and confusing settling deep in your chest. "so… you both kinda like me more than you should?" - "seems like it." hollis exhales, taking another sip of his can, like he’s trying to swallow down everything that’s now hanging between you.
"i don’t really know what i’m supposed to say." you admit. the last light of the sunset falls perfectly across hollis face, tracing every sharp line, making him look even prettier than he already does.
he turns toward you, a soft, almost reassuring smile on his lips. "you don’t have to say anything. i just needed to get it out." you rest your head against his shoulder, letting out a quiet breath, like you’ve been holding it in all evening. you reach for his can, your fingers brushing his for a second before you take a sip, like it might somehow help you clear your mind.
"you smell good." you say suddenly, the shift in topic soft, almost instinctive. he lets his head fall gently against yours. "you too. you always do." you close your eyes for a second. yeah. he’s done for. and for some reason, the thought sends a quiet rush of butterflies through your chest.
you stay like that for a moment longer, neither of you moving, just letting the moment settle. inside you, it’s a mix of everything. confusion, but also this quiet warmth spreading through your chest, soft and unfamiliar.
and for hollis, it’s louder. having you this close, not pulling away, not shutting him down, but leaning into him like this, it means more to him than he knows how to put into words.
-
by now, you’re back with the others, sitting around the fire, old stories getting passed around like drinks. random, chaotic memories that don’t even make full sense anymore, but somehow have all of you laughing way too hard anyway. the night stretches on, soft and warm.
hollis is normal again. finally. well, not really. something shifted after that conversation. you feel it every time you look at him, because he’s already looking at you. and when your eyes meet, there’s this quiet pull, something that settles low in your stomach, making you smile without meaning to, making you look away just as quickly.
and somehow, roman seems to know. or at least, he feels it too. he’s caught in the same current, watching you a little more closely than usual, stepping in without making it obvious, bringing you another drink before you even ask, finding excuses to be near you, brushing past you like it’s nothing, like it doesn’t mean anything. but it does.
nothing really happens after that. you’re all just sitting there, talking, laughing, passing cigarettes around. it’s easy. comfortable. but after a while, you can feel it shift.
everyone starts getting tired. the drinks hit. conversations slow down. one by one, everyone starts getting up, stretching, saying their goodnights, heading inside. "i’m done." nate laughs, grabbing his phone. "yeah same, i’m actually exhausted." ryan agrees before they both leave.
more chairs scrape back. doors slide open and shut. voices fade inside. until it’s just you three.
you, hollis, roman.
no one says anything about it. no one points it out. but it’s not random. there’s this quiet understanding hanging in the air. like all of you kinda waited for this. and still, no one moves. because you can feel it just as clearly: neither of them is gonna leave you alone with the other.
"you guys not tired?" you glance between them. they both shake their heads. "nah." hollis tilts his head toward you. "you?" - "… a little."
roman’s sitting on the bench by the fire, leaning back, then he pats his thigh. "you can lay down if you want. i’m sure hollis will sing you a lullaby or something." you let out a small laugh, and yeah, maybe it’s the last drink in your system, but you don’t think about it too much. you just go. as you walk over, you can feel hollis’ eyes on you.
you sit down next to roman, then slowly let your head fall into his lap. his hands are in your hair instantly, fingers moving through it, slow, easy, like he’s done it a hundred times before. you look to the side and meet hollis’ eyes.
there’s something hurt in them. something you don’t like seeing. "don’t look at me like that." you smile, softer now. "c’mere."
he hesitates, looking between you and roman. roman glances down at you, then back at him, a little confused, then shrugs. "i mean… yeah, sure." hollis exhales, like he’s trying not to overthink it and then he gets up anyway.
he walks over, lifts your legs carefully, sits down, then rests them across his lap. his fingers start moving almost immediately, slow over your thighs, your knees, back and forth, like he’s not even thinking about it. honestly, better than a lullaby.
you feel it right away. that warmth again. safe. easy. and still, there’s something else there too. something weird. but you don’t let yourself think about it. not when it feels this good.
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minutes pass. maybe longer. you don’t really know. the three of you stay like that, barely moving, just existing in it. hollis and roman don’t say it, but you can feel it: this is enough for them right now. just having you like this, in their own way. and you… you feel good. comfortable.
the fire casts a soft glow over your face, the heat settling into your skin. behind it, the ocean moves in slow, steady waves, mixing with the quiet crackle of the fire, the soft rhythm of their hands still absentmindedly moving against you.
your body relaxes without you even noticing, your thoughts slipping away one by one until there’s nothing left to hold onto. your eyes fall shut on their own.
-
"we gotta let her decide, bro." - "yeah, i know, but i don’t know if i could actually watch you with her." - "guess that’s not really up to us."
you wake up slowly. you’re still lying exactly how you were before, nothing’s really changed. their hands are still on you, soft, careful, like they never stopped. you don’t move. instead, you keep your eyes closed, your breathing slow and even, pretending you’re still asleep. listening.
"it’d probably be smarter if neither of us actually tried anything with her. i mean, that could mess everything up. like, the whole group." hollis’ hand tightens slightly around your knee. you feel it. "yeah," roman says, quieter now. "you’re probably right." there’s a small pause.
"but at the same time, none of this really feels real." he adds, voice low. "like this place is kinda like…" - "…a dream?" hollis finishes. "yeah." roman exhales softly. "exactly." you feel a subtle shift beneath you, like he’s nodding. "might just be the summer getting to us." he says after a second. "or the vibe here or whatever." hollis’ grip loosens again. “let’s hope so." they both let out a quiet laugh.
"i’m not just some vibe thing." you say suddenly, calm, your eyes still closed. you don’t even have to look to know. you feel it. the way both of them tense for a second, the tiny shift in their bodies. caught off guard.
"that’s not what we meant!" roman says quickly, trying to recover. "yeah, we-" hollis starts, but you open your eyes before he can finish. "relax." you murmur, a small smile pulling at your lips. "i’m kidding." you feel it immediately, the way the tension slips out of them again, but they’re still watching you closely, both of them. like they’re trying to figure out if you actually meant it.
you look up at roman, who’s already looking down at you, his eyes soft as his hand comes up to your face, brushing gently over your cheek. "stop doing this to us." he murmurs. you let your eyes fall shut again, a small smile tugging at your lips. "you did this to yourselves."
he pouts a little, like he’s actually hurt, and you lift your hand to his face, brushing your thumb softly over his cheek. "just enjoy it while we’re still here..." your gaze shifts to hollis, who’s already looking at you. "…both of you." he smiles a little, but it’s strained like the closeness between you and roman is getting to him.
for a moment, you just take it all in. the touches. the looks. the sudden realization that two of your closest friends don’t look at you the same way anymore.
and somehow, that shifts something in you too. you’re seeing them differently now. they’re not just the guys anymore. they’re attractive. hot. really hot. you’re not even sure if it’s the drinks or if it’s something that’s been there all along, just waiting for the right moment to surface. and the craziest part? they both want the same thing. you.
"you can’t actually look at us like that, can you?" you ask softly. hollis looks away immediately. of course. anything but actually admitting it. you push yourself up a little, reaching for his face, gently turning his head back toward you. "i already know." - "then why do you keep doing it?" he asks quietly. you lean in just a little, your voice dropping. "because you could have it too."
you’re so close now your words almost brush his lips. his eyes widen slightly, like he’s trying to figure out if you really just said that. "say that again." he murmurs, just as close. his hand slides a little higher along your thigh and you suck in a sharp breath. "careful."
"what?" roman cuts in suddenly. you lean back just enough to reach for him too, your hand finding his cheek as you glance over your shoulder. "what, you feeling left out now?" - "a little." he admits. you smile. slow. "look at you two…" your eyes flick between them. "i know exactly what i’m gonna do now."
you pull them both a little closer without even thinking. roman’s breath warm against your neck, hollis so close you can feel it on your lips. they’re both waiting. watching you. completely focused. "what?" roman murmurs against your ear, low and rough.
"i’m gonna sleep."
you pull away just like that, standing up before either of them can react. the look on their faces is priceless. confused. completely caught off guard.
"you’re evil." roman mutters under his breath. hollis just shakes his head, still staring at you. "he’s right." you just laugh softly, already turning toward the house, letting your hips sway a little more than necessary. "goodnight, boys!" you call over your shoulder. "dream about me."
-
the next morning. you wake up slowly, and the first thing you notice is the dull pounding in your head. oh god. please don’t be a hangover.
you groan quietly, shifting a little in bed, your eyes still half closed before you finally force them open. sunlight spills through the window, way too bright, almost dragging you out of bed whether you want to or not.
right. last day.
you let out a small breath, staring at the ceiling for a second, trying to gather yourself. but the more awake you get, the more everything from last night starts creeping back in. piece by piece.
roman. hollis. both of them. what they said. the way they looked at you. the way you looked at them. and then… that moment. what would’ve happened if you hadn’t walked away?
you sit up abruptly, pressing your hands over your eyes like you can physically block it all out. as if. "fuck." you whisper under your breath. you’re gonna see them again. your stomach twists slightly. are they hungover too? do they even remember everything? god, hopefully they don’t.
you let your hands fall, exhaling slowly before forcing yourself out of bed. bathroom. you need a shower. you need to feel like a person again.
the water helps a little. not enough, but enough to function. you stand there longer than necessary, letting it run over your skin, trying not to think too hard. it doesn’t really work.
still, you get dressed. sports clothes, something light, something easy. because of course, yesterday, after like five drinks, all of you got super excited about the idea of going hiking. it felt like the best idea in the world back then. but now? it’s quite literally the last thing you wanna do.
you pull your hair back, grabbing your things, still half debating if you can fake being sick. but… nate. "hidden lagoon." he said. bright blue water. somewhere along the trail. "looks like a dream." that part stuck. so you go anyway. because maybe that’s exactly what you need. something that feels a little unreal.
-
you make your way downstairs, still tying your hair up, the faint smell of coffee hitting you before you even reach the kitchen. for a second, it almost feels normal again. morning light filling the space.
but then: "oh hell no." nate’s voice comes from the living room. you step in and immediately pause. nate’s half dead on the couch, one arm thrown over his face like the sunlight personally offended him. there’s a blanket tangled around his legs, an empty bottle on the floor, and he looks like he hasn’t moved in hours.
"good morning to you too." you mumble, grabbing a glass and pouring yourself some water. he groans. "don’t talk so loud." - "i literally whispered." you huff out a small laugh, shaking your head, then glance around. "where’s ryan?"
nate just points vaguely toward the hallway without even lifting his arm. "bathroom. been there for like… twenty minutes." right on cue, a faint sound. got it. you wince slightly. "oh." - "yeah," nate mutters. "he’s fighting for his life."
you take a sip of water, leaning against the counter. "so… hiking?" silence. then nate slowly lifts his arm just enough to look at you like you just said the worst thing imaginable. “you’re joking." - "we said we’d go." - "we said a lot of things last night."
fair.
you glance toward the hallway again, then back at him. "it’s just a hike. and there’s a lagoon." - "there could be a million lagoons, i’m not moving." he drops his arm back over his face. "tell me how it was tho."
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your girls aren’t much better. you find them in the kitchen, sitting at the table, both wrapped in hoodies, nursing iced coffees like it’s the only thing keeping them alive.
"please tell me you’re not actually going." one of them says the second she sees you. you lean against the chair across from them. "come on, it’ll be fun. fresh air, pretty views, healing moment or whatever." she just stares at you. "i’m literally still drunk." the other one nods slowly. "yeah i think if i start walking uphill right now i might pass out." you let out a small laugh. "guys…" - "no." they both say at the same time.
you tilt your head, trying one more time. "but the lagoon!" - "take pictures." one of them cuts you off, already reaching for her phone again. "we’ll hype you up from here." you sigh, but there’s a smile tugging at your lips anyway. "you’re the worst." - "we love you too!"
-
you close the door behind you and step straight into the sun. it hits you instantly. warm, almost heavy, like it’s already midday. the air feels different out here. and for a second, it lifts something in you.
when you look over at the parking lot, your mood shifts completely. they’re already there. leaning against the car, both in big sunglasses, both smoking like they’ve been waiting a while. bags at their sides. so they’re actually coming with you. of course it’s them.
you pause for half a second, watching them. then shake it off. it’s fine. everything’s fine. you were normal before all this. just friends. you can still keep it that way.
"morning, ladies!" you call out as you walk up to them. hollis is the first to react, immediately pulling you into a soft hug. "morning." he murmurs, voice still a little rough. you step back, then move over to roman. his arms wrap around you a bit tighter, a little less careful, like he doesn’t think about it. or maybe like he does."what," he smirks, "hangover?" - "you wish." you shoot back, dry. his mouth twitches slightly.
"you guys?" you ask, glancing between them. hollis flicks his cigarette to the ground, stepping on it without really looking. "i’m fine." he says, then adds with a small shrug, "the will to see that lagoon nate kept talking about is stronger." - "same!" you grin, a little too excited, but you don’t even care. for a second, it’s just that. easy. familiar. like before.
while you and hollis are already getting into it, roman just stands there beside you, finishing his cigarette, quiet, watching. you glance over at him. "…and you?" he drops the cigarette, dragging his foot over it before looking back at you. "i bet my saint laurent socks i’d come." he says casually. "and there’s no way ryan’s getting those." you shake your head, smiling, then clap your hands once, stepping back. "alright then. let’s go."
-
the drive is quiet. not awkward though - the kind of quiet where no one really has the energy to fill it. the windows are down, warm air moving through the car, carrying that faint salty smell from the ocean. the music’s low, barely there, blending into the hum of the road.
you’re in the passenger seat. roman’s driving. one hand on the wheel, the other resting loosely near the gear shift, sunglasses low on his nose, eyes hidden but focused.
hollis is in the back, slouched a little, head leaned against the window. "you good back there?" you glance over your shoulder. he hums, not really moving. "yeah. just reconsidering my life choices." you let out a small laugh. "you’re the one who insisted on coming." - "i know," he mumbles. "i regret it now tho."
you smile to yourself, letting your head fall back against the seat for a second. it’s easy again. almost too easy. like last night is sitting somewhere just out of reach, not fully gone, but not being touched either. still you feel it.
in the way roman’s hand brushes yours for a second when he shifts gears. like it’s nothing. in the way hollis’ gaze lingers on you in the rearview mirror. no one says anything. but it’s there.
-
when you finally get there, it hits you how quiet it actually is. no music. no people. just nature. the car door shuts behind you, and for a second, all you hear is wind moving softly through the trees.
you breathe out, looking around. "this is beautiful." roman stretches beside the car, rolling his shoulders. "told you it’d be worth it." hollis steps up next to you, squinting slightly in the sunlight. "let’s just hope the lagoon part isn’t a scam." - "it’s not." you grin. "i’m choosing to believe nate for once." - "dangerous." roman mutters under his breath.
the path starts easy. flat, open, winding between rows of banana plants, their leaves wide and heavy, casting soft shadows across the ground. everything is green. alive. humid.
you walk between them again. it just happens. hollis on one side. roman on the other. no one questions it. conversation comes and goes. small things. random comments. nothing that really sticks. until the path starts to shift. uphill. slow at first. then a little steeper.
"okay…" hollis exhales behind you, a quiet laugh slipping into it. "this is… worse… than i thought." roman lets out a breath too, not even trying to hide it. "who the hell planned this?" - "you agreed to it?!" you glance back at them, amused. hollis just shakes his head. roman huffs out a small laugh, stepping a little closer behind you as the path narrows. "you’re enjoying this way too much." - "i am." you smile, not even denying it.
another step. another. you hear it again. their breathing. heavier now. rougher. and suddenly your thoughts drift. would they sound the same when you…? on your knees…?
you glance at them more closely now, the way their chests rise and fall with effort, the slight tension in their brows. "fuck." hollis exhales, low, strained. heat rushes through you instantly. fuck. they both sound so hot. and you can’t help it, you’d kinda like to get those sounds out of them again. just… for a different reason. you bite back a smile, shaking your head slightly like you can physically push it away. get a grip.
"what?" roman’s voice comes from right behind you now. too close. you glance over your shoulder. "nothing." his head tilts slightly, like he doesn’t believe you. "you sure?" - "mhm." he hums, unconvinced, but lets it go. for now. you turn back around, focusing on the path again, but you can feel it. his eyes still on you for a second longer before he finally looks away. a few steps pass.
then roman suddenly stops. you turn, brows pulling together. "what?" he crouches slightly, pointing at the edge of the path, half hidden between rocks and leaves. "you see that?" you follow his gaze. "roman." you deadpan immediately. "don’t." his grin spreads slowly. "what? it’s just a spider." - "don’t." you repeat, already stepping back a little. hollis lets out a quiet laugh behind you. "you’re scared of spiders?" - "i’m not scared!" you snap, defensive. "i just don’t want it near me." - "right." roman mutters, clearly not buying it.
he leans down a little more, like he’s inspecting it. "roman." you warn again, narrowing your eyes. "i swear to god-" before you can finish, a hand wraps around your wrist. then your waist. quick. sudden. hollis.
he pulls you back against him, your back hitting his chest, one arm loosely around you like he’s holding you in place. "relax." he murmurs, way too close to your ear. your breath catches. "holli-" - "what?" he says, amused. "thought you weren’t scared."
roman straightens slowly, turning toward you with that same grin, something teasing, something worse, sitting underneath it. "yeah," he adds, stepping closer. "just wanna make sure." you try to twist out of hollis’ hold, but he doesn’t fully let you go. "don’t even think about it." you say, pointing at roman, but your voice isn’t as steady as you want it to be. he takes another step closer. "think about what?" you glare at him. "roman." he lifts his hand slightly. not even holding the spider. but like he could be.
"say it." he says lightly. "say what?" you shoot back. "what you were thinking." your stomach drops. hollis’ grip shifts slightly at your waist. tighter now. just a bit. "i wasn’t thinking anything." - "mm." roman tilts his head. "don’t lie." you swallow. "say it." he repeats, softer this time.
for a second, you hold your ground. you really do. but then: "it’s nothing." you mumble. "just…your breathing." there’s a pause. roman’s expression changes just slightly. hollis goes still behind you. just for a second, they glance at each other. quick. knowing.
hollis lets go. roman drops his hand. like it’s nothing. like they didn’t just have you completely cornered. "told you." roman says casually, stepping back again. "yeah." hollis adds, quieter now. you straighten slightly, brushing your hands over your arms like you need something to do. but your heart’s still racing. your skin still warm where hollis held you. where roman stood too close. you don’t say anything. neither do they. but something shifted. again.
-
the path keeps going and somehow the tension just keeps building, like it’s sitting right under your skin now, impossible to ignore, and at some point it stops feeling like they’re pulling you in different directions and more like they’re on the same side, watching you, in sync, like they don’t even have to say anything to each other anymore.
you’re walking through the heat, sun hitting your skin, thoughts already all over the place when roman suddenly stops. "nah wait, i’m actually dying, it’s way too hot." and before you can even react his hands are already under his shirt, pulling it up and over his head in one easy motion. you freeze for a second. his curls fall back into place, chains catching the light.
hollis just laughs softly, shaking his head. "you’re right." and then he does the same. now they’re both just standing there in front of you, chains dangling around their necks, v-lines and abs on display, slightly out of breath, skin glistening in the sunlight from sweat, and you can’t even pretend you’re not looking.
your heart drops straight into your stomach. lower. between your legs. fuck. "what?" roman grins immediately, catching you. "you good?" - "i… yeah. i’m good." you answer way too fast, and he just lets out a quiet laugh like he already knows. hollis steps past you then, close, and his fingers brush your cheek, "i know you are, angel." he murmurs, and it goes straight through you.
roman snorts softly, already walking ahead. "don’t worry, you can check the view from behind too. we’ll even walk slower for you." hollis laughs under his breath and you just shake your head, pushing past them again. "idiots. both of you." but they don’t even argue, just fall into step in front of you, and yeah, they are walking slower now. on purpose.
you follow behind them, trying to act normal, but your eyes keep drifting, your thoughts even worse than before, and the craziest part is: they know. both of them. and they’re not even trying to hide it anymore. it’s not you against them now. it’s them, together, playing with you. and none of you are stopping it.
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the path curves again and then it dips, the light shifting suddenly as the trees close in a little more, shadows stretching across the ground. it gets cooler. quieter. and then you hear it.
water. soft at first. then louder. roman slows down immediately. "wait… do you hear that?" - "yeah." hollis answers, already looking ahead, brows pulling together slightly. you pick up your pace without even thinking, following the sound, the air changing the closer you get. more humid. cooler. like stepping into something hidden. and then, the entrance.
not really a cave, more like an opening in the rock, overgrown just enough to feel like you’re not supposed to find it. "no way." you breathe out. roman lets out a low laugh. "okay, nate actually did something for once." hollis steps closer, peering inside. "that’s insane."
you don’t even wait. you step in. the light shifts around you instantly, filtered through the opening above. the sound of water echoes off the stone, filling the space in this quiet, unreal way. and then you see it. the lagoon.
bright. blue. glowing like it’s not even real, the surface barely moving, surrounded by rock and greenery like it’s completely cut off from everything else. you stop. all three of you do.
"what the fuck." roman mutters under his breath. "this looks fake." hollis adds, stepping in beside you, eyes scanning everything like he’s trying to make sense of it. you don’t even answer. you’re just staring. it’s perfect. like stepping into something that doesn’t belong to the real world.
roman’s the first to move again, stepping closer to the edge, crouching slightly to look at the water. "can you even swim in that?" he asks, glancing back over his shoulder. - "i mean," hollis shrugs, stepping up behind him. "probably?" roman lets out a breath, dragging a hand over his face. "god, i’m actually overheating." - "yeah," hollis laughs softly. "same. kinda bad we didn’t bring anything to swim in."
you stand there for a second. listening. watching them. your heart picking up again, slow but steady. because yeah. that’s a problem. you don’t have anything either. you shouldn’t. you know you shouldn’t. your gaze drifts between them. shirtless. still slightly flushed from the hike. looking at the water. not looking at you. …yet.
your stomach flips. this is stupid. this is… you don’t think about it any longer. you just move. they’re still talking when you start pulling your top off. you don’t even look at them. you just do it. fabric sliding off your skin, dropping somewhere behind you. silence. you don’t stop. you keep going, pushing your shorts down, stepping out of them without hesitation, letting them fall. and only then, you glance up.
roman is staring. completely. frozen. hollis too. mid-breath. like neither of them processed what just happened yet. you tilt your head slightly, like you don’t understand the problem. "what?" you ask, casual. effortless. "i wanna swim."
roman lets out a short, disbelieving breath. hollis just looks at you like you’ve completely lost it. or like you’ve done something way worse. you take a step backward toward the water, not breaking eye contact. "you guys coming?"
you know exactly what you’re doing. the way their eyes track every movement. the way the air shifts again. heavier now. charged. and yeah, they’re definitely coming. just not for the reason you said it.
-
a little while later, roman and hollis slip into the crystal-clear, blue water with you. and just like that, everything shifts.
the atmosphere is different now. warmer. softer. more intimate. the way they look at you isn’t what you expected. you thought they’d devour you, like they’d lose control completely. but instead, they move like they’re holding something fragile. like one wrong move could ruin something important.
near the edge, the water isn’t that deep. you can still stand. your hands rest against the stone behind you, legs drifting slightly in the water.
hollis suddenly appears to your left, close. towering over you just a little. you turn your head. and there he is. his eyes catch the light reflecting off the water, making them glow in a way that almost feels unreal. like he’s looking at something he can’t quite believe is in front of him.
"y/n," he says quietly. "you’re beautiful." a small smile tugs at your lips. "you know what you’re doing to us, right?" he asks, softer now. you hold his gaze. "you knew this is how it would end." you murmur. there’s a pause. then, you feel it.
two hands, careful, sliding around your waist from behind. roman. "yeah…" his voice is low, right by your ear. "kinda did." his fingers move slowly along your side, tracing your skin, not rushing anything. just feeling. your breath shifts.
hollis lifts his hands, cupping your face gently, his thumbs brushing over your cheeks. "wanna hear a secret?" he asks, eyes locked on yours. you nod. he leans in slowly. you do too. waiting for him to whisper, but he doesn’t.
instead, he turns his head just slightly and presses his lips to yours. soft at first. your breath catches immediately. your knees almost give out right then and there, your body reacting before your mind can even catch up but roman’s already there, steadying you, holding you closer against him.
hollis deepens the kiss slowly, like he’s giving you time to follow, his lips moving against yours, asking instead of taking. and then you feel it. roman’s lips, warm against your shoulder. slow. dragging lightly over your skin. his body closer now, pressed against your back, his hands still at your waist, keeping you there, keeping you grounded, while everything else starts slipping.
hollis slowly pulls away from you, his eyes soft, almost dazed, looking at you like he’s completely gone. "i told you yesterday… you get to have your turn too." you murmur. a small grin pulls at his lips as his thumb brushes gently over your mouth, smearing the mix of your spit. then he pauses, blinking slightly. "fuck. i need another taste."
"told you she’s addictive." roman mutters low behind you. before you can even react, hollis pulls you back in, his hand sliding along your cheek as your lips meet again, slower this time, deeper, your tongues moving together like he’s been thinking about it all day.
roman’s hand drifts lower. "can i?" he asks quietly, right against your ear. you nod, barely. he presses you back against him, steady, grounding, while his hand slips between your legs, moving slowly, deeper, and your breathing starts to fall apart almost instantly. they hold you there, not tight, not forcing, just enough. just enough that it feels unreal. especially here.
"open your legs a little for me, baby." roman murmurs, voice darker now. you do it without thinking. hollis doesn’t stop kissing you, his lips still on yours, while roman’s fingers find your clit, circling it slowly. teasing. dragging it out. a soft moan slips from your lips.
"you sound so sweet, angel." hollis whispers against your mouth. he pulls back just enough to look at you, close, taking everything in: the way your brows pull together, the way your lips stay slightly parted, the way your body reacts to roman’s touch. it does something to him. you can see it.
he pulls you closer again, and that’s when you feel him. hard against your lower stomach. your breath catches. roman presses closer too, his body aligning behind you, and you feel him just the same. your body reacts instantly, your pussy clenching around nothing at the realization. their lips on your skin, roman’s hand between your legs, their bodies surrounding you, it’s too much. your head spins slightly. and somewhere in the middle of it all, it hits you: you don’t want control. you know they want what’s best for you. and instead of fighting it, you just let go, and let them guide you.
suddenly, roman’s grip on your waist tightens and he turns you toward him. your eyes meet his instantly:dark brown, heavy-lidded with want. "almost forgot what you taste like." he murmurs, before pulling you into a kiss.
at the same time, hollis moves behind you, gently sweeping your hair to the side before pressing soft kisses along your neck. his hands follow, sliding down your body, picking up right where roman left off. only deeper, more intense. it pulls a louder moan from you this time, and you feel both of them react, their breathing shifting, heavier now.
hollis pauses for a second. "you okay, angel?" you reach back, your hand finding his cheek. "mhm… yeah." roman’s other hand moves lower, wrapping around his dick, and the second he starts stroking slowly, a low groan slips from his lips. "baby… i need you so bad. do you- i mean…?" he asks, careful, like he’s afraid to cross a line. you nod.
"she’s so wet. her body’s giving her away." hollis murmurs behind you. then he moves you gently, lifting you slightly at your thighs, spreading your legs open for roman, holding you steady. you lean back against hollis’ chest, your head falling against him as he whispers soft, sweet things into your ear.
roman steps closer, one hand firm on your hip. with the other, he guides himself between your legs, slowly dragging the tip of his cock up and down through your slit, over your clit, your entrance, then back up again.
the water distorts everything visually, but the sensation. it’s overwhelming. doubled. "mmh. fuck… roman, please…" you whisper, looking at him. he leans in, kissing you softly, his hand brushing your cheek. "you sure?" - "please." you repeat. that’s all it takes.
he positions himself at your entrance and slowly pushes into you, inch by inch, while hollis keeps your legs open for him. your breath shakes as you take him in, your body adjusting to his size. "you’re doing so well." hollis says low, his voice vibrating against your back. you tilt your head up toward him, pulling him into another kiss just as roman starts moving inside you.
then he kisses you again, slower this time, deeper, while hollis’ hand slips between your legs, finding your clit again, circling it. the feeling is overwhelming. too much and not enough at the same time. your head falls back slightly as you moan their names, unable to hold it in.
"you’re doing so good for us, angel." hollis says calmly. you look at him again, eyes hazy. "i want you." something shifts in his gaze. darker now but still soft. roman slowly pulls out of you and you turn toward hollis. he lifts you again, hands firm under your ass, holding you up as roman stays behind you, his lips moving along your neck, your shoulders, soft, grounding.
then hollis lowers you down onto him. slow. controlled. and he’s thicker. you gasp, a louder moan slipping out. "fuck… you’re so big."
roman’s voice is right by your ear, low, soothing. "you can do it, baby. so fucking good for us." his hand finds your clit again, pressing harder this time, moving faster. and you feel it immediately. your body tightening around hollis dick, making him let out a shaky breath.
hollis fills you more and more until he’s fully inside you, and the feeling deep inside keeps building, growing heavier, more intense with every second. roman’s teeth graze your earlobe gently as he murmurs, "which one of us do you wanna cum on, baby?"
but you can’t really answer. your orgasm is already rising fast, pulling you under, and the last thing you want is for any of this to stop. "hollis. i… want… to-" hollis presses a soft kiss just beside your lips. "yeah, angel… it’s okay. we’ll get you there."
then he shifts slightly. just a small change in angle, but it hits. right there. deep inside you, the spot that makes your vision blur instantly. your breath catches, your body reacting before you can even think.
roman presses closer behind you, holding you against him, his warmth grounding you from one side while hollis moves inside you from the other, deeper, steadier, his rhythm building. roman’s hand keeps working your clit, precise, knowing exactly what he’s doing.
"you’re so tight, fuck." hollis groans, his voice breaking slightly. roman can tell from your sounds alone: you’re close. "yeah, just like that, baby… let go. we got you." he murmurs softly against your ear.
hollis looks at you, his gaze intense, almost overwhelming. "wanna be good for us?" you nod, barely. his thumb moves up slowly, pressing between your lips, and you take it without thinking, your mouth closing around it, sucking softly. "just like that. suck it while you cum for us, angel." you look up at him through half-lidded eyes, and it does something to him. something visible.
behind you, roman shifts slightly. they glance at each other. just for a second. and they both know. same thought. same goal. you. your orgasm. and then, they move faster. perfectly in sync. hollis hitting that spot inside you over and over, roman’s hand pushing you right to the edge, their bodies surrounding you completely until everything snaps.
your eyes roll back, your body going tight as the orgasm hits, hard, pulling a sound from you that gets swallowed by hollis’ thumb still between your lips. you pulse around his dick, your whole body shaking slightly as you cum, and hollis slowly pulls his thumb from your mouth, your spit dragging slightly across your lips.
"fuck. you’re so good to us." he breathes. your body is still coming down when he carefully pulls out of you, lifting you with him as he steps out of the water. roman follows right after. and just like that, you’re back between them again. like last night by the fire. they don’t rush anything. don’t ask for more.
their hands just move over you slowly, grounding, soft, keeping you there in the moment while you come down, still warm, still floating. and they stay. right there with you.
-
it takes a while before any of you move again. the water settles. your breathing slows. everything that just happened lingers in the air like something unreal, like it doesn’t fully belong to the world outside of this place.
eventually, it’s hollis who breaks it first. not with words. just by brushing his thumb lightly over your arm. "we should probably…" he starts, voice softer now. "yeah." roman finishes for him. you nod, even though none of you really want to move. but you do. slowly.
you get dressed without much talking. just small glances. soft touches that linger for half a second longer than they need to. like none of you are ready to fully let go of it yet.
when you pull your shirt back on, you catch roman watching you again. not like before. different. hollis notices too. there’s a moment where all three of you just stand there, bags at your feet, the lagoon behind you. and it hits. this doesn’t leave this place. you feel it before anyone even says it.
"we’re not…" you start, trailing off slightly. roman exhales softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "no." hollis shakes his head, a small smile tugging at his lips, but it’s not sad. not really. "we keep this here." he says. you look at them. both of them. and something in your chest tightens just a little. "yeah." you nod. "we keep this here." roman glances back at the water for a second. "like it never happened." - "not never." hollis murmurs quietly. you look at him. he meets your eyes. "just… ours."
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the walk back is easier. or maybe it just feels that way. you don’t talk about it. you don’t need to. but the way they walk beside you, closer now, it’s different. no teasing. no pushing.
when you’re back at the house, the world slips back into place. voices. music. someone laughing too loud. normal. you pause for just a second at the edge of the property.
roman brushes past you lightly, shoulder against yours. hollis’ hand finds your wrist for the briefest moment. then they both let go. and just like that, you step back into everything. like nothing ever changed. but it did. and all three of you know it. even if no one else ever will.
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