Plot: Your boyfriend, Max, has been way to focused on his work lately! All he does is sit at his computer all day, hunched over. It's gotten so bad that he's began to grow a little bit of a five-O-clock shadow!
Contents: Fluff, shaving, mentions and use of razors, suggestive-ish?? Obedient but also bratty Max, kinda pathetic really Max he's lowkey superrr down bad.
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"Just, be fast. I have to get back to working on my one million special after this..."
"Oh, hush. You need a break anyways. You're practically a hunch-back from sitting at your desk all day!"
Squabbling. Bickering. It was normal for your relationship with Max. It was basically a love language for the two of you at this point, really. You sat perched on the bathroom counter, legs crossed, spreading shaving cream over the entire bottom half of his face.
Max stood in front of you, hands on your hips, hair tied up, eyes closed as he relished in the feeling. He would never admit that he liked it that much, obviously. But it was pretty clear how flustered he was, a noticeable pink hue to his cheeks.
"I'm gonna start now.." You mumbled, earning a small noise of acknowledgment from Max. "Stay very still..."
The blade slowly glided down his cheek, shaving the area clean.
...
"Are you almost done?-"
"-Max, shut up."
"Yes Ma'am."
You rolled your eyes. You were only a few razor strokes in at this point, and you both knew it. He was clearly just trying to get under your skin, the little shit. And you didn't miss the light chuckle that escaped him either, knowing he was getting on your nerves.
After about ten to fifteen minutes you had finished, wiping the excess foam off him with a towel. You ran a hand over his jaw, making sure he was nice and smooth, before placing a few short smooches to the now soft skin.
"You did good Max; You're very handsome once you learn to be quiet."
"Thank you for... taking care of me, Babe. For cleaning me, I mean."
You smiled. He really was so cute. You gave him one more kiss, this time on the lips. This one lingered, your hands rubbing up and down his back as he slowly sunk into your touch. The poor thing was probably exhausted from how many hours he'd put in at his desk, but you knew he would just fight if you tried to take him to bed.
"You can go back to work now, Sweetie."
"... Think I wanna stay here with you."
Oh, maybe not.
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RAHHHHHh THIS IS SO EMBARRASING I'VE NEVER WRITTEN REAL PPL but omg shaving cream 3FS 😍
But seriously, this is my first time writing Max/any real people before so please go easy on me. I really felt like this was kinda boring and too OOC to post, but I spent like forty-five minutes on this soooo.... Also lemme know if I should do NSFW PT.2 teehehehehehe
Two bad bitches, at the same damn time! | 3fs x f!reader
: ✶ summary ⸝⸝ : your best friend Max decided to invite you over for a sleepover, what he didnt know though.. was the fact youre prone to having vivid dreams.... or how real they can get for the two of you.
: ✶ a/n ⸝⸝ : the much awaited and hyped up idea i got after i took my two hour nap... heh... its here. credits to @sstje3z for the inspo of it being a wet dream and max is our friend, and credits to @kalkensworld for the fratax and nerdax!! i love yall sm you guys have no idea how cool this is!! anywho... enjoy.... or not..... whose to say...
: ✶ wc ⸝⸝ : 1926 words | proof-read by me! hmu if you want to proof read these fics for me someday
: ✶ warnings ⸝⸝ : smut ; crack ; dom!3fs and sub!reader ; p in v ; unprotected (but you can imagine him using a condom) ; reader has a crush on Max and Max has a crush on reader but hes more nonchalant abt it LOL ; Max flirts and makes suggestive jokes ; reader is called cute, baby, pretty girl, good girl ; Max talks reader through it ; praise ; frat!max and nerd!max mentioned but not much attention on them. (an angel just lost its wings).
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You didnt mean for this to happen. No seriously- you didnt want this to happen.
... okay maybe you did kind of unconsciously want this to happen, but it was not morally okay! Its literally the first and most important rule in dating:
Dont fall for a friend unless you TRULY KNOW what youre doing and the consequences.
And theres so many valid reasons for why too. Theres that "if they dont reciprocate, your former friendship and dynamic is thrown out the window" or the "it could get messy, complicated and or difficult."
Yet somehow, in some stupid way, you managed to fall for Max! Much to your brain trying to talk some sense into you and trying to talk you out of it — your heart just couldnt help but beat a little faster whenever he was around a mile radius, or even just mentioned in the slightest by your friends.
So? The next best thing you could do? Just act like that little crush didnt exist.
So when Max invited you over for a sleepover, you agreed... as any good friend would. Trying to ignore how your heartbeat kicked up a notch just at the sight of his message or the idea of him specifically reaching out to you.
... you agreed like he would drop you if you were even a millisecond late in your reply...
Maxwell | today 19:08
゛Yo, do you wanna have a sleepover with me and the gang?
゛You dont have to bring your sleeping bag, i think ive got a few spare mattresses
How exactly do you reply though?
゛Yh ill be over. Or sumn..
... no... too nonchalant. You wouldnt want to give off the impression that you dont want to spend valuable time with your cherished friends.
゛Yes!!!!! Ill be driving there in a few!!!!
... too eager.
You kept deleting and retyping your message, before finally. FINALLY managing to find a neutral response.
Just the right words that didnt make you seem too needy, nor distant.
You | today 19:17
゛Sure! Ill be over at 8.
Perfect.
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What scared the shit out of you though, was the fact that no one else was at Maxs house. No Ethan, Eddie or even Jacob...
No, just you and Max. Alone. In his house.
".. wheres everyone else?" You asked cautiously, almost like you werent exactly sure if you really wanted to hear the answer.
"What do you mean?" Max questioned without much thought, pausing in his movements as he tilted his head towards you curiously.
You blinked. How awkward were you going to be with a close best friend? "Well... yknow like... usually when we have a sleepover, Jacob, Eddie and Ethan are here too..." damn this crush thing.
He just hummed like he remembered something, continuing on setting up the bed for the night. "Theyll be coming tomorrow. You are just invited early cause you live the closest to me. Thats all."
"Okay." You just replied, watching him set up his bed with your own sleeping bag still in your hand. When he was done he turned towards you, but just glanced at your sleeping bag skeptically.
"You didnt have to bring a sleeping bag."
"No i know, i just.... just in case yknow."
"The floors are pretty rough, i suggest you sleep in my bed."
"... where would you sleep then?"
"On the couch?"
"Right, of course..."
You stood still a couple of seconds, before speaking up again. You just didnt have the heart to let the owner of the place sleep on the couch.
"... we can.. share the bed." You offered gently, making Max straighten up a bit as he tilted his head further.
"Are you sure?"
You just nodded, ensuring both yourself and the guy standing between the bed and you. The very same bed you two would be sleeping in tonight. His very own personal bed...
Holy shit.
“Alright… just tell me when somethings wrong or you change your mind, okay?” Max still gave you a simple free way out, which you couldnt help but be grateful for.
He was always so considerate.
“Ill go brush my teeth then.” Max took a few steps back and nodded towards the bathroom, leaving you alone in his bedroom to get ready for bed. You already brushed your teeth when he was setting up his bed, so you were practically good to go.
You settled into the bed, raising and slipping under the covers, although rather clumsily. You just couldnt believe you would be sleeping on the same mattress as Max. Youre surprised he hasnt told you off yet, nor kicked you out of his house…
It fortunately didnt take long until Max reappeared, settling in for the night. Just into the bed. Right next to you.
It took you a couple of long and thoughtful minutes to catch even a wink of sleep… your mind was just constantly rushing and your heart was beating out of your ribcage being this close to Max. You were practically pressed up against him.
You did, eventually, fall asleep. He was long asleep before you though.
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So… apparently sleeping next to your crush instantly makes you have wet dreams.
You dont even really remember how or what it started off with, but all your sleep-addled brain can comprehend is the fact youre squished between two Maxs. Yeah, one wasnt enough, you had to make up two in your head.
Honestly, you were too needy and horny to care about that right now. The handsome man in front of you cupped your jaw, his confident stature and alluring look left you feeling incredibly turned on. He somewhat reminded you of a frat boy.
“Look at you, so cute.” Max pointed out with a handsome grin, making the other Max behind you grasp at your hips a little tighter and sigh out blissfully. Who in turn reminded you of a nerdy guy.
Its like you have the best of both worlds right now.
“Frick… please baby..” a voice groaned out pathetically from behind you, following a slight roll from his hips into your back which you definitely felt right away. Especially considering the rock hard cock. “Wanna show you just how much i need you…” he whispered next to the shell of your ear, hands still glued to your hips.
The cocky Max kneeling in front of you just chuckled and leaned in to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his own hand coming down to rest on your hip. Shamelessly grinding his own aching hard-on against you.
…
Only thats when you woke up with a cold sweat.
You quickly flinched up and turned towards the real life Max next to you, still sound asleep, hopefully unaware of the filthy dream you just had of him.
Shifting in your bed, you tried to ease the ache between your legs. Crossing your legs, bending them towards your chest, spreading them apart — nothing worked. You were just left feeling even more aroused.
Your constant writhing in the bed at some point woke up Max, making him turn around to face you in the dark. “You okay?” He called out. Making you freeze up and stop breathing.
“Y-yeah… just…” just really turned on by a wet dream and i cant get it out of my head now.
… no you cant possibly say that.
“I cant really sleep.” You opted to leave the rest unsaid.
“I can still sleep on the couch if youd like–”
“No! No, its not about you… dont go.” You interjected him, tilting your head towards him on the bed. Hand reaching out to grab his wrist to stop him.
Max was already looking at you, trying to figure you out. “Then whats wrong..?” The guy asked softly, slightly inching closer towards you and grabbing your hand back. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”
Oh god, were you really considering the idea of telling him what you just saw?
“Well…”
Oh no.
Before you could stop yourself and clasp a palm over your mouth, you folded under zero pressure and told him. Rather meekly as well so he could definitely tell you were serious.
“I just had… a wet dream about you. Thats all.”
But Max just smirked. He didnt seem to be too distraught by the idea. No, he just teased you.
“Yeah? How good was i?”
“Actually there were two of you…”
“Even better.”
You felt your face heat up. You cant believe youre genuinely telling him this.
What really stunned you though, was the fact Max slipped even closer towards you in the bed. A lot more boldly too now that he knew you were just as attracted to him as he was to you.
“... honestly, the dream ended before i could feel how good you were…” you added with a nervous laugh, but the man next to you just sat up straighter in bed. His voice dropping an octave
“Yeah? .. do you wanna know how good i am then?”
If you didnt know any better, youd think he was just teasing you.
… but i mean… he was offering, right?
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“Frick- youre taking me so well.” He egged you on further, his fingers tightening around your two wrists like handcuffs whilst he kept rutting into you. Max just chuckled. “Such a pretty girl..” head held high as he watched your body jerk with each thrust from him.
You just whined further, shifting your head to peek over your shoulder. But the sight of him grinning wolfishly and driving into you had you choke out another moan, you just felt more turned on than anything.
“Yeah? You gonna cum for me?” You didnt trust your words right now, so you just nodded, jaw slack with each little breathy sound pouring out from you without much fight. Max was persuasive enough to not have you worry about disturbing anyone. You two could be as loud as you wanted.
Max groaned and had his breath hitch deliciously with each flutter from your cunt.
He swore he could just cum on the spot right now.
But your bestfriend — actually you arent even sure what to title him anymore, especially after the fact hes fucking your brains out right now — decided to try and hold it back a bit. He prioritized your own pleasure over his.
Hed rather you cum and leave him unfinished, than for him to pull out before you could even get going. He never liked the idea of leaving you unsatisfied.
Speaking of cumming, he could definitely feel you get wetter and tighter by the minute.
“Cmon… good girls cum, right?” He tried egging you on “i know how much you want it…” he whispered into your ear, just shy on the shell of your ear and you swore you could feel the tight knot in your stomach snap. Just like that.
Just from his suave words, iron hot closeness and soft kisses you felt yourself reach your climax. Making you throw your head back and grab onto his bicep to anchor yourself.
… the sight of you like this had him turned on more than anything.
“Yeah, just like that.” He mused with a toothy grin, tilting downwards to press soothing kisses onto your shoulder and the crook of your neck.
“... hey so what are we gonna tell the others when they see youve got a stain on your bed sheets…?”
He paused at your words, eyebrows pinched as he peeked down to see both of your mixed arousal.
Kinda hot though, he cant lie.
…
“Ill just tell them i accidentally wet the bed.”
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me when i realise i got sloppy at the end of ANOTHER fic. yall please dont kill me
Friends to lovers, reader likes plushies (mentioned once), jealous Max, flirting, Plenty is tired of his friends, might be ooc. English isn’t my first language. GN reader.
The discord makes a notification when Eddie and Plenty join the call, for a while it was just Max and you catching up about your day, what you did, what you ate, all of that, he was sharing his screen, amazon up as he planned on buying things.
“Yoooo, what are we doing?” Eddie asks as he turns his camera on too.
“Max wants a new camera lens” you mumble as you look at the call, a loud thumb can be heard before Plenty turns on his camera, his headphone tangled on himself and a can of soda slammed on his table. “On amazon? Dude, go out and buy it”
“Shut up, I wasn’t showing you” Max adjusts on his chair, moves his headset. “Show me the kart” Eddie says, almost starting to laugh “I wanna see”. Max clicks on his kart and when it opens a variation of items show, a camera lens, a new portable battery, a 3foot long cable for a phone charger, a squishmallow.
“Yo, Max, what is that?”
“Shut up!” Plenty chimes in, his mouth full of reheated food.
“Nothing.” He closes the tab. Stopping his stream.
“Bro, had like 4 plushies on his kart” Eddie laughs and you sit there awkwardly. “Are those for you?”
“Of course not, I’m buying them for a friend.” Max pulls at the collar of his shirt before looking over at your camera, a soft smile on your lips, because about 20 minutes ago, you were telling him which ones you though were cute.
“Ohhh, a friend right” Plenty mumbles, rolling his eyes. “So, can you buy me one too? Oh, I need a new bed for Gilbert, he chewed on the one I bought last month”
“Of course not, buy it yourself”
“I never asked him to buy them” you say.
“I know” “Duh” Eddie and Plenty talk at the same time and they both laugh at how obvious Max is at times. “You probably said, oh that is cute, and he added it to the kart while you talked about how you saw a cat on the street and you wanted to take it home” Plenty rants, running a hand down his face.
“I didn-”
“How do you know?” Max laugh nervously.
“GUYS, MY PC ALMOST DIED ON ME” Jacob screams into everyone’s ears when he joins the call, making everyone jump on their seats. “Hop in the game, hop in the game” he keeps speaking really close to the mic urging everyone to move fast.
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No matter how many times someone said it, you are quick to brush it off. “Max is just kind” or “we are just close” and “we are just friends”. Just friends, is something Max has said a lot of times to, specially on late night calls when you went to bed and only the 4 guys were left to talk.
“Like, you two act like you have been dating since kindergarten” Plenty says, tired of Max denying he is in love with you.
“No, we don’t” he argues, like always.
“Bro, you cuddle all the time, you are always texting each other, your wallpaper is a picture of the two of you,” Max opens his mouth but Plenty keeps talking “shut up, you ALWAYS bring an extra hoodie just in case, that one time when we were at that arcade and that dude was flirting you got jealous.”
“I wasn’t! why would I be?” Plenty groans, almost plucking his hairs out.
“Because!”
“Dude, just let him sulk, just wait until someone who has balls to come by” Eddie says as he tries to not laugh at the way Max frowns.
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You sit on the couch of your apartment, the guys were over for a hang out, take out, soda, horror movies, dumb comedies and maybe some videogames. Your leg is pressed into Max, your chin resting on his shoulder as the both of you watch tiktoks on his phone. From time to time, you like one for him or send one to you, his free hand rests on the couch, near your body, tugging at your shirt without thinking about it.
“I’m done” Plenty mumbles, opening up a can of soda.
“Let him” Eddie mumbles between gritted teeth.
“I’m fucking hungry” Jacob groans, interrupting both of them in case you hear. “Let’s go out”
“No, I don’t wanna drive” Max turns off his phone and puts it on his lap “and you are all gonna leave fries all over my car, no way”
“It’s better if we eat there, the food is warm and not soggy” Plenty argues, you nod softly.
“Yeah, let’s go out” you say, stretching out your arms to push the laziness away.
“Yes, let’s go out, sure” Max says, all of a sudden eager to drive. Eddie just laughs, reaching over the couch to grab the shoes he kicked off a long time ago.
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“Order extra cheese, extra, put extra” Plenty pushes on the screen of the self-ordering machine, you stand close to them, looking over their shoulders to look at the menu.
“It’s not working, I’m pressing” Jacob says irritated.
“Press harder”
“Hi, are you on the line?” a random voice cuts pulls your attention away from the loud voices of your friends. Besides you a boy with blond hair smiles at you.
“Oh, no, my friends are struggling to order” you say and chuckle softly when you look over at them and watch Jacob try to push Plenty out of the touch screen.
“I’m also here with my friends” he says, his hands on the pockets of his jeans now, smiling “maybe we can hang out for a bit, you know, there is a bar nearby, or an arcade if you are more into that”
“Oh, that sounds fun” you nod along” but I would have to talk with my friends and when they are hungry, they are a bit grumpy”
“I mean, we can always go together, I wouldn’t mind spending time alone with you” he tilts his head “I’m Bryan by the way”
“Nice to meet you, I-” before you can try to work around his answer you feel someone stand near you. “Sorry dude, we have plans” Max says, voice lower than usual, serious.
“Oh, you are one of the friends” Bryan sizes Max up “I came with my friends too, I can introduce you, I have some cute friends that-”
“Not interested” he says and then looks down at you “We are at the table, come on” his hand grabs yours, his fingers squeezing yours as he drags you along without giving you time to say goodbye.
“I told you, wait for someone with balls to come b-” Eddie gets cut out when Jacob elbows him on the rib, making him groan in pain. “Hi friends” he says, his hand on his rib to sooth the pain.
“Hi, oh wow, that’s a lot of cheese” you say as you sit down looking at the bacon cheddar fries in the middle of the table, Max slides on the couch of the booth, his knee searching your yours below the table.
“Yeah, Plenty was an idiot and pressed the button like 5 times” Jacob glares at Plenty who is too busy eating his burger to care.
The ride home was quieter, music on medium volume as you look out of the window. Max opens the door for you after parking the car. Everyone crashes into the couch or the rug on the living room, Eddie turns on the tv to search for something to watch as you walk to the kitchen, Max follows quietly and Eddie makes sure to turn up the volume so Plenty and Jacob don’t snoop in whatever happens there.
“Are you mad?” Max says quietly as he looks at your back, how you close the fridge and put the six pack of sodas on the counter.
“Why would I be?” you look up at him, sometimes he looks so small, no matter how big and strong he is, sometimes he does something with his eyes that makes him look like a lost puppy.
“I just- you didn’t talk to me much at dinner and, you usually bump my knee back…” one of his hands rub the back of his neck, trying to stay calm.
“I’m fine… are you okay?” you ask, taking a step closer “Because if you ask me, you seemed pretty mad, mind telling me why?” your arms cross over your chest, like daring him to speak, urging him to be honest with his feelings for once.
“I- I just didn’t like the guy”
“Why?”
“He was… blond” He shrugs and mentally slaps himself, because what the fuck is that answer. “I mean, he didn’t seem nice, who asks someone to go to a bar? And, he offered to introduce me to cute friends, what guy does that without their friends’ consent? And-”
“You were mad because he asked me out?”
“I- no! I didn’t say that, I said… I mean.” He runs a hand down his face; he is stuttering again. “He seemed like a bad guy for you”
“You always say that”
“Because it’s true, you deserve way better than some random guy, they don’t know you, I do…” Max voice dies down when he realizes what he said. “I-” he freezes, his chest raising and lowering faster than before, this was the first time he said out loud what he has always known, what he has been feeling since that sleepover in seventh grade when you patched up his knee after he fell from his bike, what he write in his diary, what he only admits to himself before bed, that he is in love with his friend, that he is in love with you.
“Yeah? Then do something about it” your voice is softer now, you make the first step and close the gap between the both of you, you can smell the faint scent of his cologne, you can see his eyes dart from your eyes to your lips and back at your eyes, the way he gulps and how his cheek blush.
“Can I?” he whispers, his hands reaching out to grab your hips like a lifeline, scared to let go, scared that if he moves too fast or things too much he will wake up. You nod softly, giving him the final green light, Max closed his eyes when his lips softly touch yours, his hands circling around your back to hug you closer, your own arms wrapping around his neck and playing with his hair.
“OH MY GOD, FINALLY” Plenty stands at the door of the kitchen with an empty water bottle, the both of you jump, breaking the kiss but Max arms lock around you, keeping you close to him, his face hiding in the crook of your neck out of embarrassment. “Men, I just fucking lost 20 bucks to Eddie”
“THEY KISSED?” Eddie screams from the living room.
