⋆˚࿔ pairing: ethan landry x fem! reader x chad meeks-martin
⋆˚࿔ NSFW !! you are in charge of the content you consume, read contents carefully!
⋆˚࿔ contents: sub! ethan, dom! reader, dom! chad, pet names (good boy, puppy, baby, etc), threesomes, some puppy play, mommy kink, daddy kink, collars, porn with plot, p in v, anal, praise, degrading, dirty talk, oral, some cockwarming, unprotected sex, (kinda) newly established bdsm relationship, ethan is so spoiled, no ghostface, lowercase intended
⋆˚࿔ extra notes: everyone here is a slut
@rose3heartzzz just for u mamacita 💋
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you don't quite remember when ethan wormed his way into your relationship with chad, but it's been nothing but sweet bliss since he did.
chad always saw him as a bit of a "damsel in distress." shy, never got out much, nerdy. obviously, chad had to save him from social squalor, so he took him under his wing. little did he know, though. ethan was quite clingy. he was practically glued to his side at parties, and he could see the panic build in his eyes when he so much as mentioned leaving him on his own.
yet somehow, chad never seemed to mind. he secretly enjoyed ethan's complete and utter social dependence on him. it made him feel important. needed. so naturally, when you and chad started dating, ethan needed to be part of it. it's not like he'd get a girl of his own anytime soon with how shy he was.
ethan remembers that day he met you vividly.
"hey, eth," chad begins, "my girl's coming over tonight, just so you know."
ethan's ears perked up, his mind now racing.
"o-oh, yeah man, that's cool." he says. he's not cool at all.
he starts to stress-clean. he remade his bed, pulling the sheets as tightly as hotel room bedding. he clears off his desk, aligning his keyboard, pens and books in ruler-straight lines. he shoves everything sitting on the bathroom counter into drawers, even the things that live there.
"woah, man," chad interjects, "we're not meeting the president. no need to freak out over it."
"i don't want to give a bad first impression." ethan reasons.
"you won't. i've told her all about you. she loves you already." chad reassures.
"r-really?" ethan asks, a hopeful, gleaming look in his eyes.
"really, dude." chad affirms, planting an firm kiss to ethan's temple. the kind that friends give each other. definitely. that's what it was.
when you did come over, ethan was more nervous than he's ever been in his life. anything important to chad was important to him, too. he was terrified of embarrassing himself in front of you. heaven forbid you disliked him. that would be the end of the world for him.
five knocks on the front door sent him out of his spiral, then right back in ten fold. chad immediately shot up to answer it. ethan couldn't believe who he saw. you were beautiful.
you greeted chad with a kiss to the lips.
"oh, babe, this is ethan." chad introduces, gesturing a hand to the nervous boy.
"h-hey," ethan greets, fidgeting with his hands. you make your way inside and envelop ethan in a gentle hug. he shudders at your scent, citrusy perfume and fresh shampoo.
"i've heard so much about you." you pull away just enough to get a good look at him.
"you've got some beautiful hair." you compliment. his cheeks instantly redden.
"th-thank you. you smell really good," he blurts out. his eyes widen in embarrassment, "s-sorry! was that weird?"
"no, babe. this stuff is expensive. i'm glad you like it."
once you left, it was as if ethan missed you more than chad did.
"did i make a good impression?" ethan asked.
"you did great, buddy. i'm proud of you." chad assures.
ethan's cheeks turn a little pink.
"when will she be back?" he asks.
"woah, man. don't go stealing my girl."
the next few months seem to prove the opposite effect. it's as if you've stolen ethan. you would come over just to see ethan, you'd always bring him little treats, he'd let you play with his hair.
yet, to chad's surprise, he wasn't at all jealous. it was a feeling he couldn't quite place. in the time it took you and ethan to grow close, he had more wet dreams than he ever had in his life. he'd picture you and ethan below you; you making a mess of ethan while he watched; ethan on his knees before him, those big baby deer eyes looking up at him ready and eager to please. the thought of it alone was enough to give him a hard on in his pants. he wanted ethan to be his. yours. part of us. and turns out, you seemed to have the same idea.
"y'know," you begin, "i really feel bad for ethan."
"how so?" you inquires.
"it's just... he seems like a lonely guy. he doesn't really have a lot of friends, and he's not great to talking to people. whenever he's not with us he's just by himself."
"yeah, uh, i actually wanted to talk about that." his tone is very misleading for what he's actually going to say.
"oh, chad, i'm sorry. i didn't realize. if you need me to back off from him, i will."
"no, no, it's not that. it's uh, it's the opposite actually. i've known ethan for a little while and i, i guess he's more than just a roommate to me. i don't know. but i... i wanted to ask if maybe you wouldn't mind him being apart of us. being ours."
"of course i want him to. but how do you think he'll react? i don't want to make him uncomfortable and push him away." you worry.
"he's a clingy little thing," chad reassures, "i doubt he'll have any problem saying yes."
the conversation with ethan that soon followed that was a little awkward, at least at the start. the boy was settled on the carpeted floor, head between your knees as you combed your hands through his curly brown hair.
"hey, buddy," chad starts, "can we talk to you about something real quick?"
chad really needs to work on his tone.
ethan instantly panics, "d-did i do something? if i did i'm really sorry."
ethan's voice was small and shaky, his anxieties getting the better of him.
"no, eth, it's nothing bad." you reassure, gently squeezing his shoulders.
chad sits down across from ethan.
"we've been friends a long time, and i really care about you. and i know you really get along with y/n." chad begins.
ethan's eyes are scanning chad's face hard, searching for any sign of rejection.
chad continues "so i, we, were wondering if maybe you wanted to join us. be ours."
ethan's eyes instantly well with tears. he takes a moment to free the words from his throat
"r-really? you mean it?" he finally musters to ask, his voice barely above a whisper.
"oh, honey, don't cry." you lean in and gently kiss his temple.
so many feelings are resurfacing for poor ethan. all the times he didn't play at recess, didn't get picked for partner projects, didn't have a date to school dances. he never felt the soft love of a girl until he met you. you treated him with such gentleness and care. and chad was his rock, someone who made him feel safe and protected. he'd never felt more wanted in his life, and the fear of that being taken away paired with the joy of being chosen was forming a whirlpool of emotions inside him.
chad places firm hands on each of ethan's thighs, slowly rubbing them back and forth.
"i have loved you since the day i met you. and y/n has loved you since the day she met you. you are so special to us ethan." chad professes.
ethan's fully crying now, fat tears racing down his red cheeks. you hop down from your chair and engulf him in a hug from behind, peppering kisses all over his cheek.
chad liked to think that he had a pretty high libido. you proved that wrong within the first few weeks of your relationship. he'd never met anyone with a libido as high as yours, and frankly, he couldn't keep up. but the next few weeks proved that it was possible. no one could keep up with you quite like ethan did. in fact, he was almost worse. chad supposed that a lack of outlet for his sexual frustrations was likely the reason.
tuesdays and thursdays were the days ethan had no classes to attend, just simple studying. usually he would study in the library, but he grew to enjoy awaiting the return of his loves. your one o'clock class had been canceled, so you were off home early to the dorms, a spring in your step in excitement to see ethan. on your walk, a great idea crosses your mind, and you change course towards the nearby sex shop.
where there was a university, there was a sex shop. that was the unwritten law of the land. your first step in is overwhelming, a sea of silicon surrounding you. no matter how many visits you make—which you've made enough—you'll always be a bit taken aback every time you enter. you spot a wall of leather straight ahead and make a beeline for it. there were more options than you really expected. pink, purple, black, blue, spiked, studded, cat shaped. the options were really endless. but a deep navy blue collar catches your eye immediately. it just screamed 'ethan' to you, so you picked it up. at the register, you picked out a tag and engraved it with your sweet boy's name. you simply couldn't wait for him to see his gift.
a jiggle of the doorknob brings his focus away from his computer, and his face instantly brightens when he sees your face.
"you're back early." he points out.
"my class got cancelled," you state, coming over to greet him with a kiss, "i got you a present."
his ears perk up at your words. from your bag, you pull out a navy leather collar with silver hardware, complete with a bone shaped dog tag, his name carved into the metal. he looks at it in awe, his finger tracing his carved name.
"this is for me?" he asks.
"who else would it be for, baby? do you wanna try it on?"
he nods eagerly, handing it to you to put on for him. you wrap the leather around his neck, fastening the buckle at the back. with a kiss to his cheek, you pull away.
"look at you. such a handsome puppy," you compliment, "your daddy's gonna love this on you."
"thank you, mommy." he says, a content smile gracing his face.
"before daddy sees you, though, mommy wants to have some time with you."
without having to be told, ethan climbs onto his bed, the bed that he and chad had pushed together so they could sleep together every night. you climb on top of him, leaning down and kissing his lips softly. your hands find his waist, creeping under the fabric of his t-shirt.
"my sweet baby, so perfect for me."
you lift his shirt up, revealing his lean tummy, a small patch of hair traveling down to his groin.
"lift your arms for me, baby." he obeys, raising his arms above his head as you peel his shirt off of his body.
"s'cold..." he whines, his nipples hardening at the temperature change.
"oh, poor puppy," you kiss his nose, "y'wanna be under the covers?"
"yes please, mommy."
you listen, grabbing the covers and pulling them over him.
"such a needy boy. you're lucky i love you so much."
you're laid next to each other now, his head resting against your collarbone. you bring him back into a kiss, toying with the waistband of his sweats. he squirms, hoping that some form of movement will give him at least temporary relief.
"does someone need mommy's help?" you tease.
he nods, his big, bambi eyes doing all the pleading. your hand slides under the layers of fabric to free his leaking cock.
"aw, my poor baby. i'll make it all better." you kiss his head and hold your hand to his mouth. he instantly knows what to do, spitting into your hand.
"good boy." you praise, bringing your hand to his glistening tip. you cup it, your hand not touching the shaft just yet. he squirms involuntarily, still a bit unused to this kind of touch despite the amount of times he's been intimate with you. his hands grip at the fabric of your top.
"f-feels good..." he whimpers, clasping a hand over his mouth to quiet the moans growing in his throat.
"none of that, puppy. let mommy hear you." you take his hand away from his face.
your hand moves along his shaft down to his balls, gently toying with them. he squirms, hips rutting towards you.
"mommy," he whines, "wanna be inside you..."
your nails gentle trail up the shaft of his cock, no lighter than a tickle.
"such a needy boy i have. so eager to be inside his mommy."
"please?" he begs, looking up at you with big puppy eyes. you couldn't possibly tell him no.
you remove your hand from his length, much to his disappointment. he whines at the loss of contact.
"mommy..." he whines.
"shh, baby. be patient for me. be a good boy."
you lift your skirt and pull your panties to the side, lining your entrance up to his cock. you sink down onto him slowly, fully bottoming out. he whines at the tightness around him. he buries his face into your chest, grounding himself with your sweet scent.
"ready for me to move, angel?"
he shakes his head, wanting to relish in the feeling of being inside you a few moments longer. you run your hands through his hair. he looks up at you, admiring your features. you kiss the spot between his eyebrows, a small trace of lipstick being left behind.
"hi, honey." your thumb traces his cheek.
"hi, mommy." he leans into your touch, giving you a content smile.
"you're so handsome, you know that?"
"you tell me every day, mama."
"i know i do. doesn't make it less true."
"wanna now... need to feel you."
you obey, placing your hands on each of his hips, guiding them to rut in and out of you. it was slow, gentle, intimate. his whimpers are soft, just barely escaping his lips.
"feels s'good, mommy..." he murmurs into your skin.
"doin' so good for me, baby. that's it, baby, just take what mommy gives you."
he nuzzles further into your chest, hand gripping at the fat of your breast. his fingers grip at the fabric of your top, pulling it down and freeing your breasts. he latches onto your pebbled nipple, softly suckling. you move one of his legs atop your own so you can free one of your hands. he doesn't seem to notice much, his mind completely focused on your breasts.
your now freed hand finds his hair again, scratching up from the base of his head. he's never felt quite so relaxed. your scent surrounding him, the feeling of your hand in his hair, the sensation of your walls engulfing him completely shutting him out from the rest of the world, completely and utterly lost in pleasure and insurmountable amounts of love.
"are you getting close, my love?"
he nods, his hips beginning to move on their own, chasing the release building in his tummy.
"close, mama," he whimpers into your breast, "need more... talk to me please, anything. j's need t'hear you..."
"my sweet boy," you coo, "is mommy making you feel so good?"
"y-yes, mama! so ngh- so good!"
"you're so beautiful. you'll be ah- even more beautiful all fucked out, won't you?"
he whines, the knot in his tummy tightening. you give a gentle smack to his ass. you can feel your own orgasm building now.
"d-daddy's gonna fuck you so good when he gets home. he's gonna put his puppy to sleep with his dick."
at your words, ethan lets out a loud cry.
"c-cumming, mommy!" the knot inside him begins to unravel, his breath shallow and uneven now.
"cum for me, baby. come inside me." you command.
your words send him over the edge, and he shoots his milky white cum into your core. you thank your lucky stars for your iud, because he's got a lot of pent up desire inside him.
he's shaking and can't will his body to move anymore, so you move it for him, pistoning his sex in and out of you until you reach your own orgasm, the overstimulation causing his eyes to well with tears.
you take a second to catch your breath.
"did so good f'me, puppy. i'm so proud of you."
"thank you, mommy..." he mumbles with a content sigh.
"let's go take a bath, baby. get you nice and clean for daddy, yeah?"
chad isn't expected to be home for another two hours, and ethan was feeling a little restless. he wanted his daddy. he wanted his chad to make him feel good. he just couldn't wait another two hours. so you suggested he take a nap.
"i bet daddy wants his baby to be awake when he comes home, and you must be so sleepy after mama took care of you." you offer, already pulling the bedcovers over him.
he doesn't argue, slipping into the comfort of sleep.
while you work on some assignments on your laptop, you hear the door jiggle, and chad walks in, clad in a stuffy suit and backpack slung over one shoulder.
you greet him with a quiet hello and a soft kiss to his lips.
"hi, honey. how was your presentation?" you ask.
"went well. it was hot as hell in there, though. and these shoes are killing my feet."
pulling away, he spots his ethan, sleeping soundly on their shared bed. chad walks over to his sleeping form, gently petting his covered arm. the contact stirs ethan awake.
"hi, daddy," ethan greets, looking up at chad with sleepy eyes.
"hi, baby. daddy missed you." chad plants a soft kiss to his forehead. looking down, he notices the strip of blue leather adorning ethan's neck.
"what d'ya got on there, eth?" chad asks.
"a puppy collar. mommy got it for me today."
"is that so? let daddy see it better." chad commands.
ethan obeys, sitting up so chad can see his new collar in all of its glory.
"oh wow," chad awes, "isn't that pretty? looks good on you, baby."
the sight of ethan clad in a dog collar sends a jolt of arousal straight to his groin.
"thank you daddy." ethan smiled contentedly.
chad begins rubbing soft patterns onto ethan's covered thigh.
"y'know somethin', eth? daddy's feelin' pretty run down after his big presentation. how 'bout you come help daddy relax."
ethan's ears perk up at his request, and he instantly hops out of bed, eager to do whatever his daddy asks of him.
chad is leaned back on his desk chair, ethan sitting between his legs on the floor. his chin rests on his knee, awaiting instructions.
"such a good pup. you know what to do, baby."
ethan gets right to work, undoing chad's belt and lowering his trousers and boxers, freeing his erect cock.
"so big..." ethan murmurs. he wasn't lying; chad was big, about 8 inches in length and considerably girthy, with a large vein running up the shaft.
he plants a kiss to chad's tip before wrapping his lips around it. he plays with the tip for a long while, swirling his tongue around it, kissing it, doing everything to work his daddy up.
"what a little tease." chad groans. he grips at ethan's curls and shoves his head down, causing him to gag on the length.
you're behind chad now, sitting up on your knees and running your hands down his chest.
"be nice to my puppy, yeah?"
"he can take it, isn't that right, champ? you were made to take this dick."
ethan hums in agreement, bobbing his head up and down on his dom's cock.
"oh, isn't he so sweet? such a good boy for his daddy." you praise, kissing down chad's neck, leaving a trail of hickeys in your wake.
"gonna make me cum, honey." chad moans, gripping ethan's curls tightly.
"such a good puppy, isn't he? such a good little cock slut." you tease.
ethan whines at your teasing, the vibration from his throat sending a shiver up chad's spine.
with a final deep groan, chad cums, filling ethan's mouth with white, creamy release. ethan pulls away and swallows near every drop of chad's arousal, a few stray droplets lingering on his chin.
"c'mere, eth." chad commands, patting his lap.
ethan obeys, standing up and climbing into chad's lap.
"did i do good for you?" ethan asks, a slight seductive tone in his voice.
"did so good f'me, you little vixen." chad teases, gripping ethan's waist tightly.
"i think it's time somebody got his reward." you chime in.
ethan looks at chad with begging eyes.
"you can't tell mommy no." ethan chides.
without another word chad pulls ethan into a kiss, harsh and demanding.
"god, you fucking slut." chad moans into the kiss.
from behind, you hold a vice grip to chad's hips, biting at his neck and shoulders. chad slowly turns around so ethan's back is to you.
"back up, pretty girl. need to give this little cockwhore some attention."
you do. you lean back against the plush pillows of their bed, legs spread apart and ready to welcome ethan's head. chad guides ethan to lay down, never breaking from the kiss. his head now resting on your stomach, legs wrapped around chad's middle.
chad's lips travel down to ethan's jaw, his hand reaching to tug at the leather collar adorning his neck.
"ngh- d-daddy..." ethan whines, his hands struggling to find purchase.
chad unwraps ethan's legs from his waist, placing them spread apart down on the bed.
"keep these spread f'me, puppy. daddy needs ya t'stay nice and open, yeah?"
the puppy nods, back arching up towards his dom. chad kisses ethan's waist.
"what a pretty arch, baby. always so pretty for daddy."
chad slowly inches ethan's boxers down his legs, revealing his leaky, sensitive cock. he grazes gentle fingers over his shaft, causing ethan to squirm.
"looks like mommy already gave you some attention today, huh puppy? don't worry, daddy'll fill you up just like you want." chad teases.
reaching over to the nightstand table, he opens the drawer and grabs a bottle of lube, coating his fingers in the clear, runny liquid. he lines his fingers up at ethan's entrance.
"ready, eth?" chad asks softly.
"yes, daddy." ethan sighs, lower body completely relaxing under the touch of his doms.
chad only inserts one of his fingers, slow but measured. ethan lets out a sigh at the feeling of fullness. he curls his finger upward, searching for his puppy's g-spot. he barely gives ethan enough time to adjust before adding a second finger.
"god you're tight." chad comments, thrusting his fingers in and out of ethan's hole.
from above, you trail your hands towards ethan's chest, pinching and rolling his nipples between your fingers. his head falls back, eyes squeezed shut.
"look at daddy, sweetheart," chad instructs, "let me see that pretty face."
despite how far gone he already feels, ethan listens. he looks at chad through watery eyes.
"that's it, baby. keep those pretty eyes on me while i make you feel good."
his thrusts halt, in favor of curling his fingers towards the sub's g-spot, knuckles pushing against his skin. as quickly as his fingers entered, though, they were gone. ethan whined at the sudden emptiness. chad grabs at the underside of one of ethan's thighs, lifting it high up. with the other he taps the tip of his cock against ethan's throbbing hole, teasing him.
"please, daddy... wanna be full!" ethan begs.
"beg some more for me, angel. daddy likes to hear you desperate." chad demands, teasing his tip over ethan's hole.
"p-please, daddy! need it so bad! i won't ask for anything ever again, promise! please just make me full!" ethan begs, tears now running down his cheeks in desperation.
satisfied, chad inserts his tip into ethan's entrance, inching deeper at an agonizingly slow pace. he leans in to whisper in his sub's ear.
"it's not good to make promises you can't keep, baby." chad scolds, bottoming out. ethan sighs, his mind floaty from the feeling of fullness returning to his senses.
"sorry, daddy..." he apologizes, his eyes half lidded. he doesn't really mean it, though.
chad kisses his temple, "how do you want daddy, pup?"
"rough, please... wanna be your dumb puppy."
ethan's request is met with a harsh thrust.
"yeah? you wanna be daddy's dumb little mutt?"
another harsh thrust. your hand reaches down ethan's body, taking his hard cock into your hand, your other still busied by his sensitive nipples.
chad's thrusts are steady but rough, the slaps of skin loud enough to be heard from outside, but none of you cared.
"this what you wanted, mutt? y'wanted daddy t'use you? fucking slut."
"y-yes daddy! ngh- want you to use me- use me like a toy!" ethan begs.
chad's thrusts increase in pace, the tip of his cock slamming into ethan's g-spot with every impale.
"doing so good for us, baby. taking us so well." you praise, pumping your hand up and down ethan's throbbing shaft. he reaches up, weakly grabbing onto your arms, in desperate need of something to ground him. you take your hand from his chest and grasp his own hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"mommy's got you, puppy. i'm here." you reassure.
the poor boy can no longer form words, reduced to babbles and whines. his eyes are half lidded and unfocused.
chad grips ethan's collar and pulls it tight, causing ethan's head to lift. he cries out, tears slipping from his bambi eyes. he can feel the knot in his stomach slowly beginning to unravel. he whines for chad's attention.
"is my mutt gonna cum? gonna make a big mess for daddy?"
ethan nods, albeit barely. his body may as well be made of rubber; he simply cannot will himself to use any of his strength.
"cum f'me, baby," chad demands, "cum for daddy. i know you got it in ya."
"ngh- mm-" ethan whines. he wants to so bad, he wants to be good for chad, but he just isn't there yet. he sniffles, more tears rolling down his cheeks.
"oh, i think our baby needs a little more, don't you honey?" you speak for him.
ethan nods, the words taken right out of his mouth.
"my baby's so needy, isn't he?" chad leans down and pulls ethan into a tender kiss, his thrusts unceasing. his lips travel down to his sub's neck, biting and sucking until deep purple hickeys appear.
one final, harsh bite sends ethan over the edge, chad immediately following suit. ethan's clear, runny release mixes with chad's, thick and white, coating the bedsheets with the sweet mixture of their arousal. chad runs a hand through ethan's curls.
"thaaat's it, sweetie, there you go. such a good boy." chad praises.
ethan cries, fat tears staining his rosy cheeks.
"doin' so good for me, honey. it's okay, daddy's got you."
you hold a firm hand to ethan's tummy, petting up and down in soothing motions. chad slowly pulls out, another glob of spent staining the bedsheets below you. you help ethan sit up, holding him from behind.
"you okay, baby?" you ask.
ethan nods through tears.
"that was good for you?" chad adds on, "not too much?"
"mm-mm," ethan shakes his head, "was really good. m'sorry... i just get like this."
"no, no, buddy, no. you don't need to apologize for anything. it's a lot of feelings you're not used to. it's good to cry it out, lots of people do." chad reassures.
"love you guys..." ethan confesses.
"we love you too, baby. so, so, so much." you reciprocate.
the silence lingers for a long time, comfortable and safe. the three of you lay together, ethan's back flush to chad's chest, his head cradled on your chest. ethan is the first to break the silence.
"i want another bath." he mentions.
you nod in agreement, helping ethan off the bed to get cleaned up.
as you and ethan take your second bath of the day, chad whips out his phone and places an order for some "gifts" for ethan.
the amount of money chad ran his credit card for is between him and his bank account.
anything for his ethan.
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if you couldn't already tell i have the headcanon that ethan's a crier when he cums. sorry guys i'm a sucker for teary eyed, pathetic men what can i say ?
Man I sure do love me a ship that takes place during college where one character thinks their friendship is genuine and real while the other has simply been lying to them for sinister and ulterior purporses
