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“Crystal!”
Fantastic Four #50 (May 1966)
Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, Joe Sinnott and Stan Goldberg
Marvel Comics
Only you know the way that I break || poly!lashton
you know we love @kindahoping4forever for keeping me on track. so hope you all enjoy this angst driven part.
Poly! Lashton: the blow job || daddy’s home || cream pie || take the pleasure, take it with the pain || all at once this is enough || caught in between || take my heart, hit the back || daddy issues || needy || only you know the way that I break || picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
Ash is stuck at work late, and you and Luke had been entertaining yourselves all day.
You watched a movie, made dinner together, went for a walk, and now you were playing a video game together. You’re sitting with your back against Luke’s chest. He was randomly tickling you to mess you up.
“Luke, don’t!” You laugh.
“Sorry, baby, all’s fair in this game.” He chuckles, going back in to tickle you more.
When it’s his turn to play, you turn and tackle him back to the bed. He laughs and pulls you tighter against him, “you said it was all fair.” You remind him, pecking his lips.
“Hey if this is how you wanna play…” he laughs, flipping you and pinning your hands above your head.
“Let’s remember that this is always how I wanna play.” You smirk.
“So naughty.” He grins, leaning in to kiss you. He moves your hands to make it easier to hold both wrists in one hand while he lets his other hand trail your body.
“Luke.” You grin, trying to pull your hands away from him.
“Uh uh baby.” He tsks, leaning in to bite your lip, rocking his hips into yours.
You let out a small moan and then Luke is pulling you up as he sits back, pulling you onto his lap.
He’s quickly getting you out of your shirt, game long forgotten. He starts kissing your neck, his fingers find their way into your shorts, and he gently rubs over your panties. “C’mon peachy.” You groan.
“What baby girl? You know how to ask for what you want.” He tsks.
You narrow your eyes at him. “I wanna wait till daddy gets home and let him bend me over the bed.” You tease.
Luke mocks offense and pinches your thigh, “Rude.” He laughs.
“I guess you’ll do.” You shrug and roll your eyes. You lean in for a kiss and pull his shirt off, trailing your hands down his chest.
Luke lays you back and you lift your hips, letting him pull off your shorts and panties. He quickly rids himself of his shorts, and you reach for his half hard cock, giving it a few tugs. “Remember when you used to get so hard, just from getting me naked?” You tease.
He pushes your hand away, “you still get me hard, baby girl. I’m just more immune to your antics than I used to be.” He places one hand on each knee and pushes them up your thighs, using his thumbs to massage over your core.
“Hmm… I guess after two and half years that’s probably valid.” You murmur, bucking your hips to meet his thumbs.
“You’re still just as impatient as you’ve ever been.” He laughs, moving his hands up to your hips, he pulls you closer so he can push in. And then his hands are on the bed next to your head, he leans in for kiss, “but it's one of the things that makes you fun.” He murmurs.
As he builds his rhythm, your mind wraps around the two and half years together and you become majorly distracted. With everything going on with your family, it’s tearing you apart that you can’t have both of your men with you, that you don’t even want to talk about it with them, because you can’t pick one.
And that was tough. Your uncle is the person you’re closest too and he was so open minded. The only one who could even begin to fathom what you were doing with Luke and Ashton and he was not judgmental about it at all. He had a few questions, but you were happy to answer them and overall he was happy about it because you were happy and cared for and loved.
And it’s inevitable, that you’ll have to choose, Luke or Ash since your uncle's cancer has already so far progressed. Your family is preparing for the worst, he was only given weeks at his last check up.
Typical for Luke, he doesn’t really seem to notice. But you zone back in as he starts to moan more. You can tell he’s gonna cum soon. And you’re too far gone to work yourself up enough to meet him. Not to mention that opens a ton of doors for Luke to ask you questions. And you did your best to give him a normal day and no cause for concern.
“I’m so close, baby girl, you ready?” He checks.
You fake a moan for his benefit and nod, “yeah Peachy, make me cum.” You press your lips to his and focus on trying to simulate what your orgasm would feel like for him. Luke Cums, you feel it, and you try your best to squeeze around him, the way he’d feel if you’d actually cum. “So good Peachy.” You moan, kissing him.
But Luke pulls back, and he looks at you. “Did you… you just… you faked it?” He asks.
“Luke…” you say.
He pulls all the way away from you, “I can’t…”
“I’ve never before.” You assure him.
“I know. That’s how I fuckin know you did now.” He gets off the bed and grabs his underwear and slams the bathroom door behind him.
“Luke! I’m Sorry.” You call after him. But he doesn’t respond.
You slip off the bed and find your panties and shorts, switching the shorts out for a pair of lounge pants. You grab a t shirt and leave, letting Luke be alone.
You sit in the living room with a book. You assume Luke’s gone to bed. It’s a little after 12:30 when Ash walks in.
“Hey, you’re still up?” He says, looking at you.
You sigh, “yeah.” You nod, marking your page.
“I’m gonna go change but can I sit with you awhile?” He checks. He seems to have picked up on a bit of a mood, on top of your recent demeanor. You nod.
“Lukes asleep?” He asks, coming back in just athletic shorts.
“Yeah, he probably went to bed like an hour or so ago.” You check your phone.
“Ok.” Ash wanders to the kitchen, makes two drinks and comes back with a snack for himself. He hands you one of the drinks and sits at the opposite end of the couch. “Everything ok?”
You suck in a deep breath and chew on your lip, “yeah… it’s good.” You nod.
Ash moves closer to you, and holds his arm out toward you. “Come closer.” He urges. So you do and fit yourself next to him. He kisses the top of your head and squeezes you into his side. He lets you sit quietly for a while while he’s unwinding.
It’s taking everything in you not to spill to him. But you know Ashton would immediately want to fix it. He’d make a bunch of decisions, and take care of everything, and you know you need to feel what’s going on.
“Come to bed with me.” He whispers.
“Umm, I should probably go to my bed…” you give him a sad smile.
“Let me worry about Luke. Want you with me.” He gets up and pulls you to your feet, holding your hand to make sure you make it to his room.
Ash lets you get settled before he gets in bed with you. He sends off a text, and then wraps his arms around you, not giving you any space.
Everything gets to be too much, and you let out a little whimper. And he squeezes you tighter, “shh shh baby, it’s ok.” He doesn’t ask any further questions, just lets you fall asleep once you cry it out.
When you wake up in the morning, you’re exhausted. Emotionally drained and dreading seeing Luke. Ash has one arm wrapped around you and he’s checking his phone in his other hand. You look over at him. “Working from home?” You ask, confused while he’s still there.
“Took the morning off. My attention is needed here… the three of us are gonna go get breakfast and spend some time together.”
“I don’t think Luke wants to see me.” You sniffle.
“Why’s that?” He asks.
You shake your head.
“Baby…” he cups your face. “You sure you’re good?”
“Yeah.” You nod.
“Yeah…” he repeats, the only answer you give to that question lately. He kisses your nose and lets you go. “Let’s shower.” He murmurs. You take a quick shower together and then you go to your room, Ash is close behind you in just a pair of jeans.
You get clothes while Ash sits on the bed to nicely wake Luke up. You watch him be sweet with Luke, push the curls off his forehead, quietly talk to him, gently touch him.
“Ash?” Luke looks confused.
“Hey baby boy.” Ash grins at him. “Can you get up and get showered? The three of us are gonna go for breakfast.” He leans in and kisses him softly on the lips and Luke agrees. His eyes find yours, and he lets out a little sigh. “We’re gonna talk about whatever this is too.” He says pointing between the two of you. “C’mon you two.” Ash comes over and kisses your cheek and walks out of the room.
Luke gets up and comes over to the dresser rummaging through his drawers for clothes. “Wasn’t mad you didn’t cum, I was mad you felt like you had to fake it for me. I could tell you got distracted. I figured you’d say something if you wanted to stop.” He mentions, not giving you the chance to respond, he just walks to the bathroom, closing the door all the way.
You finish getting ready and head downstairs, you check your phone quickly, making sure there were no updates about your uncle. Ash comes up behind you and squeezes you in his arms. He presses a couple kisses to your cheek and down your neck. “I love you.” He whispers.
“I love you too Ash.” You whisper.
“I’m gonna go see what’s taking Luke so long.” He gives you an extra squeeze and then heads off.
“Luke.” He calls walking into the bedroom. Luke’s sitting shirtless on the edge of the bed. “What’s goin on love?”
“Have you ever not made someone cum? Like not on purpose?” He asks.
Ash stops for a second and thinks about it, “is that what’s going on between the two of you?” He asks.
“She faked it. Which… I really wouldn’t mind if she didn’t cum, like I would because I want her to enjoy what we do, but she felt like she had to fake it.”
“Bubba.” Ash grabs Luke’s hands in his, “she’s got something going on that she’s not telling us yet. And she doesn’t seem to be all in right now. So I really don’t think you should take it personally at all.”
“I’m trying not to. But like last week, that day you worked from home. She only came to me to cum and then she’d up and leave when I tried to talk to her. I don’t like this, I can’t handle the cold shoulder.”
“It’s not a cold shoulder love, it’s a straight up wall. We just need to give her time. I fully believe she’ll tell us when she’s ready and I’ve been doing a little encouraging here and there, trying to get her to talk. Patience and understanding of anything she does want to do or share is the best thing we can do right now.”
“Why can’t she tell me that?” He sighs, Ash can read the hurt in his eyes.
“I dunno, love, whatever it is, it’s heavy. She cried herself to sleep last night.” Ash pulls Luke’s hands to his lips and kisses his knuckles, “let’s get breakfast, just make her feel loved and see if she’ll open up.” He shrugs. He cups his face, “I gotta go to work for the afternoon but we’ll see if we can’t get her to cum tonight. I’ll be home early.” He presses their lips together and Luke deepens the kiss. “Just try to be understanding Luke. I know this isn’t ideal for you.” He locks their fingers together and kisses him one more time. And then pulls him up, “put your shirt on, thirst trap.” Ash tries to lighten the mood.
Luke is still a little cold toward you during breakfast. Enough so that it’s slightly upsetting you further and you lean more into Ash, while still staying as quiet as possible, constantly checking your phone.
And then Luke’s had enough, “can’t you go five minutes?” He says to you, “seems like you don’t wanna be here.”
You put your phone down, “sorry.” You chew on your lip, pick up your fork and push your food around on your plate a few times before setting your fork back down. You chew on the inside of your cheek and look away from the both of them.
“Luke.” Ash’s tone is sharp. You don’t look back at them, Ash watches you wipe a few stray tears.
“I’m gonna go wait in the car.” You push back from the table and Ash grabs your hand.
“We’ll get your food to go. We’ll be right there.” He hands you the keys.
You glance at Luke, “take your time.” You shrug.
Ash watches you walk out, “that’s literally the opposite of what we discussed Luke.”
“She doesn’t even wanna be here… she hasn’t been off her phone for more than five minutes.” He exclaims.
“Love.” Ash warns lowly, “I’m betting that whatever she’s going through, she wishes she could just focus on being here and being with us.”
Luke didn’t like this. You’re off crying and he’s officially not on Ash's good side.
You rest your head against the window and freely let the tears fall. Ash gets in the car first, he reaches his hand back to rest on your knee. “I don’t have to go in. I’m gonna stay home… baby girl you gotta talk to us. You can talk to me, you can talk to Luke. But this is starting to affect all three of us. I can’t just let it sit.” He explains.
“Ash…” you sob. You put your head in your hands.
His heart breaks, you sound like you’re in so much pain.
Luke opens the passenger side door and he hears it too, immediately. He holds his hand to Ash for the keys and they quickly move around, Luke to the driver's seat, Ash to the backseat with you. He engulfs you.
The rest of the day is a haze, until Ash tucks you into his bed and tells you to sleep for a while.
You wake up late in the evening and look at your phone. No news was good news, but you knew you finally had to tell your men what’s going on.
You head downstairs, they’re sitting at the dining room table. Ash spots you and pats his lap so you go to sit with him. “Hi.” He wraps an arm around you and kisses your cheek.
“Hi.” You whisper, rubbing your hands over your face. You lean back into him. You don’t know how to start the conversation, so you just kind of blurt it out. “My uncle… has cancer. They’re not expecting him to live much longer.” You sniffle, “Like weeks, at this point.” Ash squeezes you tighter, “and he’s like the coolest guy, he’s my favorite member of my family and he might not fully understand this but he’s happy that I’m happy and loved. And… I just… it’s so upsetting… and stressful.” You sob. “I’m so sad.”
“Love.” Ash pulls back so you could turn around in his lap. He squeezes you tight and rocks you back and forth.
Luke swallows thickly. He feels like an ass for behaving the way he did earlier. And he’s hurt you didn’t trust him enough to tell him this. Even more, he didn’t understand why you didn’t tell him.
You let out another sob, “and I have to figure out who’s gonna go to the funeral, because both of you would be confusing…”
“Baby, I’m so sorry you’ve been doing this alone.” Ash murmurs in your ear. He doesn’t ask why you didn’t say anything, doesn’t try to make you feel worse. “I know you’re hurting. We’ll figure the funeral thing out, but what can we do right now?” He asks. You shake your head and grip tight to his shirt.
“Nothing.” You cry into his shirt.
Luke gets up and comes around the table, resting his hand on your back. “Love?” He says quietly. You look at him. “I’m sorry.” He whispers. He desperately wants to hold you, and comfort you, but he can tell by the way Ash is holding you that he will not be relinquishing that grip anytime soon. He watches you push your face back into Ash’s chest and he sits on the floor, resting his hand on your thigh. It’s the most supportive he could be right now.
Ash waits until you calm down, “Are you hungry or anything?”
“No.” You sniffle. “Just need you guys close.”
“We’re not going anywhere.” Luke pipes up.
“Can you take her upstairs Luke? And I’ll be right up?” Ash asks. “My rooms fine.” Ash kisses the back of your head and hands you off.
Luke holds your hand and he stops once inside the room, you stand and look at him. “I’m sorry.” He whispers, “didn’t know what you were dealing with. And I’m embarrassed for the way I treated you. I just thought… I thought you trusted me like you trust Ash and it feels apparent that I was wrong. But that doesn’t excuse my behavior.”
“It’s not about trusting you guys. It was about me figuring out what I needed… and I still haven’t.” You explain, Ash comes in behind Luke. “I trust the both of you with my life, my happiness, my health, my heart, my body. But this felt too heavy to put on you guys. We don’t talk about our families, we never have. I barely know how you two even ended up together. This just felt like one of those things we keep separate from this.” You make a hand gesture to indicate putting space between you.
Ash sighs, he moves closer, scooping you in his arms and pulling you to the bed. “I guess that’s kinda on us. We don’t really talk about it. I guess we kinda have kept you in the dark about some of those things.” Luke sits on the bed next to the two of you. “We’re all in on this, so if we need to fill in some gaps for you, you just need to ask.” He kisses the side of your head. “I want you to feel like we share everything and this definitely indicates that you don’t feel that way.”
“We’ve just never talked about it.” You shrug. “Like do your families know of me?”
Ash squeezes you, “my mom knows. And she loves Luke, was very surprised by Luke, but she’s open to all of this.”
“It took my parents a while to warm up to Ash, he was a ladies man before we met. But they wanna meet you.” Luke offers, grabbing your hand.
“My family is super religious and they’d never understand. We’re not close, I’ve obviously always lived a little outside what they expect. My uncle is the only one who just always accepted me.” You admit. “They know I’m seeing someone but not two someone’s.”
“We’ll figure out how both of us can support you babe.” Ash rubs your back. “And going forward, we share things, all of us.” He pulls you in for a hug. “Anything we can do right now?”
“I just need to be with you guys… close. Ya know?” You look between the two of them.
“Happy to, baby.” Luke murmurs, pulling you into him. He holds your face and starts to kiss you, softly, fitting your lips together.
Ash moves closer, kissing on your neck, holding you in a reassuring way. He decides to let Luke take point, figuring out what you need. Ash thinks he needs it after the faked orgasm.
Luke moves slow with you. So slow that you have to make the first move with him. You pull out his kiss first, to turn around and kiss Ash briefly. And then you turn back to him and push yourself up onto his lap. “Close, Peachy.” You whisper.
“I didn’t wanna push.” He whispers back.
“This is what I need. Both of you.” You look over at Ash.
Ash nods, “we've gotcha babe.” He promises, pecking your lips, “Lukey, baby girl needs us.” He murmurs, trying to urge him on. Luke nods and pulls you tighter against him.
Before you know it, all three of you are naked and you're settled between the two of them. Your thigh is hooked over Luke’s hip and they are both touching you, fingers rubbing and pushing into you. Until you guide Luke in yourself, “please peachy.” You whisper.
He starts a gentle rhythm, just barely rocking his hips into you. Just enough to give you friction. Ash slips his hand over your hip to rub slow, deliberate circles on your clit, Luke will not experience you not orgasming for him again.
Your moans are soft, barely audible to either man. “Luke,” you whine.
“I gotcha… we gotcha.” He confirms, continuing his slow motions. His thumb traces your lips and you part them, letting the tip of his thumb inside your mouth, you flick your tongue over it and he rests his palm against your face. “Sweet baby.” He murmurs. You feel the changes, indicating he’s about to cum. His body tenses. His hips stutter. He presses his lips to yours as he cums. Once he’s done he pulls out and tries to push you over onto your other side. “Ash… she’s not done.” Luke murmurs. “Sh’needs you too.”
“Baby.” Ash coos, you are cooperating more now that you know what’s going on. You turn to face him and he groans as he slips in, Luke’s fingers press the circles to your clit.
Ash works his hips against yours until you orgasm. But he doesn’t stop there because your hands find his hips and you pull him back to you, and they exchange a look, realizing how much you seem to need both of them. Ash takes it slow, finishing at an agonizingly slow pace.
You cling tightly to Ash, after he’s done, and you don’t let Luke pull his hand away when he tries. You look at him with panic in your eyes and he pushes against your back and keeps rubbing at your clit. Ash stays buried inside you, caressing your skin, kissing your cheeks. “You ok, sweet girl?” He murmurs. He watches your eyes flick to his, before turning down again, feels you grip tighter to him. “Love? We’re gonna shower and get you fed.” He kisses your forehead as he pulls out and you whimper. “It’s ok baby.” He murmurs. “We’re here, we’ve got you.”
They hold you between them while you shower, there’s not a moment you’re not being touched. You end up in one of Luke’s hoodies and a pair of sleep shorts. You picked at the take out, mostly taking a couple small bites from your plate and each of theirs which made them laugh. You stand to clean up when everyone is clearly done and Luke stops you, Ash gets up to help him and comes back with a glass of whiskey for you and one for him, and Luke’s tequila and soda.
“So what’s the plan?” You ask, looking into your glass.
“What plan, baby girl?” Ash asks.
“I know your brain has been working since I started crying this morning…” you chuckle.
“You’re not wrong.” He laughs. “I wish you had felt like you could have trusted us with this sooner. I can’t even imagine how much pain you’ve been in.” He sighs. “I mean, you won’t go alone. I actually want to make sure we both go with you. I know you’re concerned about your family, but I can’t imagine you going through all of that alone or even just one of us. We’ll both want to be there with you.”
“I'd love nothing more than to have you both there Ash, I know I need you both… but I can’t subject you guys to my family.”
“You’re not gonna have a choice.” He laughs. “Now, whether you want me or Luke to be the doting boyfriend, I’ll let you decide.”
“We both know this isn’t my choice.” You hum.
Ash looks at you, he wraps his hand around the back of your neck and pulls you in, kissing your forehead. “You ok?” He murmurs, searching your eyes.
You blink a couple times and let a sad smile cross your face, “yeah.”
“Don’t have to be strong for us… this is a safe place baby. We’ve got you.” He whispers.
“Couldn’t agree more.” Luke murmurs, pressing himself against your other side, he presses his lips to the side of your neck.
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3rd times a charm // calum hood
another from the prompt list that @kindahoping4forever and I have been working through!
prompt: just let me finish this level and I swear i’ll go down on you until you cum at least 3 times.
warnings: boyfriend cal, slight angst, suggestion of masturbation and anal, oral on a female.
word count: 1330
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Social distancing with boyfriend Calum had been weird thus far. You hadn’t been together long, well just long enough to know you enjoyed the sex. But after the album release and all the long hours of promo, he kinda started in on playing his video games with Michael and you saw even less of each other.
After a brief blow up about it the night before, Cal slept in the guest room, it was his choice, and you slept alone in his bed, which might have been worse.
“Think I’m gonna go home.” You mention early, over coffee.
“It was a fight babe. I heard you. Don’t leave… you can’t come back.” He sighs. “I should be paying more attention to you, you’re not wrong. Just a lot going on and things are different. I should cherish this time because I’ll leave and we won’t see each other for months, and we’ll only talk every few days. And I don’t know, we might not even make it through the first tour.”
“Wow I definitely want to stay now that you feel so strongly about us making it through the first tour.”
“You didn’t let me finish.” He points out. “I was gonna go on to say that I should be putting more time into this, I asked you to be here because I wanted you here. Meaning I wanna give this the best chance. So, yes. I should be paying more attention to you.” He agrees.
It lasts all of 2 weeks. And then you have to beg him to get his attention. And you’ve had enough.
So you pull out all the stops, the lingerie and just his t-shirt over it. You collapse next to him, gently touching him, running your fingertips up and down his forearm.
He finally glances over at you, and does the double take you’d wanted him to do. He quickly brushes his fingers against your thigh. “Five more minutes babe.”
“Cal you promised we’d spend more time together.” You remind him. “You asked me to be here, to give us a better chance in the long run.”
“Yes, I know and I swear I meant it babe, just let me finish this level and I swear I’ll go down on you until you cum at least 3 times!” He starts, “and then I’m yours the rest of the night.”
“Calum… I will start without you.” You warn, spreading your thighs.
“I hear you baby, please. I’m almost done, don’t do this.” He chuckles, glancing at you again, making sure you aren’t starting without him.
You run your fingers up your own thigh and let out a little sigh.
“Ok… I’m fuckin done.” He laughs, chucking the controller to the floor and pulling you beneath him for a kiss. He very briefly pecks your lips and is instantly pushing the t shirt up. “Wow, you didn’t have to go all out baby.” He smirks, kissing your bare stomach.
“Wanted your attention.” You murmur.
Cal continues to place open mouth kisses down your stomach, pressing his thumb against your clothed core. “Well, you’ve got it. All of it.” He moves his mouth down to your thighs, leaving open mouth kisses, sucking and nibbling marks into your skin. “So… 3 orgasms? Should they all be from oral? Or should I be ready to get my cock out?”
“You said you’d go down on me until I came three times.” You murmur, and he hears the neediness in your voice. “And I didn’t assume it’d be done then.” You shrug.
“A whole night of pleasing my very pretty, very patient girlfriend? Sounds good to me.” He smirks.
“That mouth will get you anywhere but flattery is not the way.” You smirk.
“Someone needs to get their sassy ass to my bed.” He laughs. Cal tosses you over his shoulder and takes you to his bed, setting you down, he quickly pulls your panties off and then he’s kissing back up your legs. Paying extra attention to your thighs, rubbing his scruff against your skin, because he knows you like it. He likes the way your body shudders, and you giggle.
His tongue is flat as he takes the first lick, the tip of his tongue flicks over your clit a couple times and then he traces it around your opening a few times before attaching his lips to your clit. He wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer, and then works his tongue softly over your clit, because he knows it makes you crazy. “Taste so good baby.” He murmurs, flattening his tongue against your pussy, “I could eat you all night.”
“I wouldn’t complain.” You grin down at him, meeting his eyes.
“I know you wouldn’t.” He chuckles, unwrapping one arm from around your thigh, he pulls his face back, rubbing his hand over your clit before pushing two fingers in, you gasp, “neither would I, just so I could hear your noises forever.” He wraps his lips back around your clit and it isn’t long until he’s having to hold your hips down. You’re whining above him, pulling his hair, which he loves. “C’mon pretty girl.” He coaxes, until you’re writhing and moaning, chanting his name, and ultimately coming on his tongue.
He lets you go, but barely gives you a second to relax before coaxing you up on your knees. He licks one long stripe from your pussy to up over your asshole, “this ok baby?” He murmurs, “remember how much you liked it last time.”
“Yeah… yeah… it’s ok.” You nod, gripping into the blanket.
Cal sets to work, slowly rolling his tongue over your tight hole, the more he does, the more relaxed you get, and he starts to rub circles against your clit. You completely lose it when he starts to press his tongue inside.
“Cal.” You whine, pushing your hips back against his tongue. He pushes his tongue in a bit further, letting your relax around it, rubs tight circles on your clit. Your whimpers give you away before your body does, and he feels you cum for him.
He wastes exactly no time, moving his tongue back to your pussy, but slowly slips his finger into your ass. “Still ok baby?” He checks.
You nod frantically, “so good baby, please.”
“You want another? He checks. Pulling the one out and gently rubbing two around your hole. He watches you nod for him. “You know, at this rate baby, you’re gonna end up with my cock in this tight little hole.” He groans. You inhale sharply as he pushes the second finger in with the first and he goes back to sucking on your clit, “but it seems to me, you might want that.”
And honestly you did, you actually liked anal with Cal because he would be so attentive. “Yeah.” You whimper.
“Good god baby, I want that too. Cum for me.” He murmurs. He sucks your clit between his plump lips, carefully moving his head back and forth to increase the sensation for you and then he grins as you cum on his tongue, again. He listens to your little whines, and the way you're murmuring to no one in particular as he slowly slides his fingers in and out of you again. His tongue slowly circles your clit, enjoying all your little shudders. He gently bites your ass cheek as he pulls his fingers out, he grips your shoulder and pulls you up on your knees for a kiss. “Am I forgiven?” He checks.
You nod, clearly spent from all the orgasms so close together. “Yeah.” You nod, looking at him, “still want your cock.” You admit.
“I’m so hard baby, you can definitely have my cock. So so good for me.” He praises, kissing you again.
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Needy || Poly!Lashton
the general idea of how this plays out came from an anon, but ya girl @kindahoping4forever was a rockstar as always.
Poly! Lashton: the blow job || daddy’s home || cream pie || take the pleasure, take it with the pain || all at once this is enough || caught in between || take my heart, hit the back || daddy issues || needy || only you know the way that I break || picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
Ash and Luke are lounging on the couch together when you get home. You drop your keys on the table and walk in.
“Hey guys, I’m heading to bed.” You say, turning to go to your room.
“Baby, come back here.” Ash says. He holds his hand out and you walk over and grab it. Ash takes in the look on your face, the pure exhaustion with whatever you had going on outside of the house. “Just wanted to say goodnight.” He stands to wrap you in his arms and kiss you.
“You want me to come?” Luke asks, not picking up the same thing Ash did.
“No, that’s ok handsome.” You lean over and kiss him.
You wake Luke up in the morning, it’s early and you need him. You need something. You kiss the back of his neck pressing yourself against him.
He turns his head to you. “What’s up baby?” He asks sleepily.
“Need you Lukey.” You say, pulling him onto his side. You hook your leg over his hip, guiding him inside and then very hungrily kiss him.
He’s confused, but it doesn’t stop him. He slides his hand up your thigh to pull you closer. He slowly rolls his hips against yours. You keep your eyes shut, because it doesn’t open you to the typical conversation you and Luke have when you do this in the morning.
He can tell you need something, he doesn’t know what or why. So he settles for giving you what you asked for.
He watches as you lay next to him after, staring at the ceiling, twisting a few strands of hair around your finger.
“You ok?” He asks.
You blink a couple times and look over at him, painting on as much of a smile as you can muster, “I’m good Peachy, thank you. Just thinking about breakfast.”
“Do you want me to make you something?” He asks.
“Mm mm. I’m just gonna go make some coffee and eat some cereal.” You shrug.
“Ok.” He nods. He doesn’t press the issue because he doesn’t know how.
You climb out of bed and pull on an old t-shirt of Ash’s and walk out of the room. You quietly make your way to the kitchen where Ash is reading a newspaper and drinking his version of coffee. You’re a little surprised but you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek.
“You’re up early.” He mentions, setting the paper down to watch you move through the space.
“Couldn’t sleep.” You shrug. He watches as you make a second pot of coffee for Luke when he gets up but you help yourself to his pot. “You’re home kinda late.” You mention, looking at the clock.
“Working from home, too much going on in the office to focus and I’ve got a deadline.” He explains.
“So don’t bother Ash today… got it.” You smirk at him.
“I’ll have a little more flexibility being here than if I was in the office baby girl. You just let me know what you need. Luke still sleeping?” He checks.
“I think he was gonna go back to sleep.” You shrug.
“Come to the office with me.” Ash says, nodding his head in that direction. He folds the paper and tucks it under his arm, grabbing his coffee mug and your bowl of cereal. You follow behind him, carrying your own coffee. Ash sits at his desk, putting your cereal bowl in front of him.
He nods you over and taps his lap. You take a seat and grab your bowl and rest against Ash while he starts working. He lets you sit quietly, every once in a while pressing a couple kisses to your neck. Once he finishes reading through his emails, he slides his hand up your thigh.
“I don’t think you’ve ever had me over this desk, daddy.” You giggle.
“Oh, is that what you want?” He chuckles.
“Honestly, who wouldn’t want that?” You grin.
“Mmkay but you gotta stay quiet, don’t want you waking Lukey up.” Ash moves the cups and bowl to the nearby bookcase, and then pulls you into a kiss. “What has you needy so early, baby girl?” He groans, feeling between your thighs.
You nip his lip, “can’t a girl just want daddy to rail her over his desk first thing?”
He nips your earlobe, pulling your hand to rub on his cock, get him worked up like you, “you gonna be trouble for me all day?” He murmurs.
“Maybe.” You tease, “I’ll try to be good, daddy, promise.”
“I don’t believe you at all baby girl.” He grins. His cock grows harder in your hand and soon he’s pushing you over the desk, pushing the shirt up over your hips, you hear him spit on his hand and he rubs it on your pussy, you hear him do it a second time and you know it must be for his cock. You shiver as he slicks the tip through and push up on your toes as he pushes all the way in. “This what you wanted?” He asks.
“Yes,” you moan quietly, “just harder and faster.”
Ash takes note of that, you’ve had mornings where you’re into it but never making that kind of request. Something's up. He doesn’t dwell on it though, he starts to pick up the pace, hitting his hips hard against your ass.
He spanks you once and you whine out “yes daddy.”
“Stay quiet baby, you promised.” He reminds you, he lands another hard smack to your ass and you yelp. He grabs your shoulder and yanks you up, then wraps his hand around your mouth, “you promised.” He punctuates with particularly hard thrusts.
He uncovers your mouth, looking for an apology. “Sorry daddy.” You whimper quietly, pushing your hips back to meet his.
“Stay quiet.” He whispers, kissing you quick and pulling your lip between his teeth, he pushes you back down over the desk and presses his palm in the middle of your back to stop you from moving, “your pussy always feels good, baby girl.” He grunts.
“I’ll never get enough of your cock daddy.” You whine quietly.
“Wouldn’t want you too… fuck.” He moans, “really should be filling you with cum more.” He smacks your ass again.
It’s quiet from there except the skin on skin and soft whimpers leaving your lips and quiet groans from his. You didn’t have Ash to yourself a lot, but fuck you love when he treats you like this. “Daddy… I’m gonna cum.” You whimper.
“Yeah? Milk my cock baby girl.” He groans. He feels you tighten around him, and he powers through, harder into you, you’re biting your arm to keep quiet. “Good girl.” He moans, spilling his cum into you, pushing his hips tight against your ass one more time. He leans over to kiss the back of your neck and you whimper, “thank you, gorgeous.” He whispers against your skin. “Let’s go get cleaned up and then daddy needs to get to work.” He murmurs.
But after you're both cleaned, he pulls you back to the office, pulling you into his lap, he kisses your forehead and senses your hesitation, but he misreads it. “I don’t fuck my babes like that and then not cuddle them.” He murmurs.
You kiss his scruff covered jaw and mumble “I love you,” before snuggling into his chest for a bit.
Minus the weight in his lap and against his chest, Ash forgets you’re there. Neither of you say anything to each other for at least an hour and then he’s pushing away from the desk to get more coffee. “You’re welcome to stay with me.” He murmurs, walking hand in hand with you to the kitchen.
“I’ll probably see what peachy’s up to, but thank you. I appreciate it.” You hum, standing on your toes to kiss his lips.
“You know where I’ll be.” He murmurs, holding you against him, kissing you again.
He heads back to the office and you head back to your room. “Peachy.” You smile softly, he’s just barely awake and checking his phone.
“C’mere baby girl.” He pulls the blanket down and pats your spot in bed. “Ash didn’t text us.” He frowns, putting his phone down on his chest.
“He’s here, he didn’t go in today.” You mention.
“Oh… is he ok?”
“He felt like he’d get more done here. I saw him at breakfast.” You shrug.
Luke grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles, “you ok baby?” He whispers.
“I’m good.” You nod.
“Ok, just wanna make sure my girls good.” He murmurs.
“Thanks bubba.” You smile at him.
He kisses your knuckles one more time before getting out of bed. He wanders to the dresser for a pair of athletic shorts and then he heads out of the room. He’s only gone a few minutes, and he comes back with his coffee and a bagel, and a bottle of water for you. You take the lid off and take a few sips before putting it on the bed side table.
Luke turns the tv in your room on, you thought he’d turn on a video game but instead he flips through the different streaming services and finds something to watch and he pulls you toward him, resting your head in his lap. He runs his fingers through your hair, or rubs your back absentmindedly while finishing his breakfast, your fingers dance over the exposed skin of his leg.
He grazes his fingers over your ass, letting them ever so lightly touch your pussy. You'd think it was an accident if he didn’t do it more and apply more pressure when you shifted onto your stomach and spread your legs a bit.
He does it again but applies full pressure and a little rub. And then he’s tracing his fingers along your pussy until you murmur “please.” And he splits your lips and toys with your clit, for a bit, watching your body when your fingers tighten around his shorts, he pushes two fingers in.
“So wet today baby.” He murmurs.
“Just wanna feel good Peachy.”
“And I just want you to feel good.” He agrees, pressing his thumb to your clit. He likes that you’re melting into him due to the way he’s touching you, you aren’t like this enough, not for him. When he has you with Ash he has to share you, and Ash gets these kinds of reactions.
He keeps it on the slower side, prolonging the orgasm so he can feel your nails dig into his thigh and your hot breath on his skin, watch your body react, listen to your whines. So you need him, and just him for a while longer.
“Luke…” you moan. Using Luke was intimate and you both knew that. You didn’t usually use his name, a nickname, or Lukey, but usually not Luke, and he adored that. “Please.”
The whine was music to his ears, because it was about him and what he was doing to you. He reaches his other hand over to caress the top of your head, “feel good?” He coos.
“So good Luke.” You look up at him briefly and then grab for his cock, but he stops you.
“This is about you princess, not me.” He murmurs. “I want this for both of us.” He assures you.
He picks up the pace, deciding it's time for you to cum, he’s held it off long enough. Your hips work against his fingers to finally get the release and you bite into his thigh and whimper. He lets his wet fingers continue to slide over your clit, just lightly, watching the continued shocks roll through you.
“So good, love.” He murmurs, pulling his fingers away to suck clean.
“Thanks Lukey.” You murmur.
“Watching and hearing you orgasm has to be one of my favorite things to do.” He strokes your head, “I’m so glad that you’re with me. It’s nice to have you here. You’ve been so busy.”
“Yeah.” You nod pulling away and laying your head back on your pillow. You pull your phone from the night stand and look at it, noting the time. “It’s nice to be home.” You agree, softly.
“I feel so whole with you around, you know?” He whispers.
“I feel that too.” You nod, turning your head away to blink back tears. You let out a sigh and get up, heading for the door. “I’m gonna go check on Ash. Make sure he doesn’t need anything.” You turn to say. You can tell this hurt Luke, you basically blew him off when he was being open with you. “Love you Peachy.” You blow him a kiss.
You take your time wandering back down to Ash, stopping in the kitchen to mix yourself a cocktail since it was little after noon. You wander into the office, “Hey.” You greet.
“Hiya.” He grins. “Lazy day today?” He asks, noting you haven’t changed.
“Yeah.” You shrug.
“And what are we drinking?” He checks.
“Vodka soda.”
He lets a very brief look of concern cross his face. “And what can I do for you?” He smirks.
You cross the space and sit on his desk in front of him, spreading your thighs. “Just came to see if there was anything I could get you for lunch.” You give him a mischievous grin.
“Did you have something specific in mind that you wanted me to eat?” He counters with a dark smirk.
You put your arms behind and rest back on them, “I can probably think of something if you don’t know what you want.”
You watch his eyes flick to between your thighs. “I know exactly what I want.” He runs both hands up your thighs and once again pushes the shirt up over your hips. He leans up to kiss you, and then pushes his chair back so he can get on his knees. He pulls you to the edge of the desk and settles both of your legs over his shoulders. He locks eyes with you as he starts to kiss up and down your thighs. He eyes your pussy briefly before taking the first lick.
He’s had you enough, he can tell you’ve cum recently, but he can’t tell whether you did that yourself or Luke did it. Luke’s cock wasn’t used though, he determines. He takes his first lick, you sigh, and tangle your fingers in his hair. You taste like cum too. But he keeps it to himself, noting something is definitely going on with you.
He takes his time, thoroughly kissing and licking along your lips before sliding his tongue between them to get to your clit. Ash was a pro at this, the teasing and the build up.
“Want my fingers baby girl?” He asks.
You moan, “no..” you push his hair off his face, “no, just your mouth please… so good daddy.”
He goes back to work, tonguing over your clit, licking around your opening, sucking at sensitive skin. Ash moans against you, into you. He pulls away and smacks your thigh, “go to the couch.” He nods toward the leather couch in his office.
You sit, thinking he’ll get on his knees on the floor in front of you, but he kneels next to you on the couch, and leans in to kiss you, he reaches down and grabs your ankle, spinning you and pressing you onto your back into the cushions. He lays on his stomach, propping your hips up toward his face and he licks over your slit again, and then lets his tongue trail lower.
You whimper as his tongue flicks over your tighter hole. “Daddy… fuck.”
His tongue slowly circles it, getting you to relax. “I was wondering if you’d like that.” He murmurs, moving his tongue back to your pussy. “Want more?”
You choke out a moan, he takes it as a yes and your head spins knowing there is literally nothing he wouldn’t do to please or take care of you, especially if it was in his control.
Then he’s taking his time, teasing that hole with his tongue, pressing his thumb in circles over your clit. He starts to move you. Sitting himself up, pulling your hips up to meet his face, almost inverting you. But you don’t mind. Because all you can feel is his tongue, and his thumb and the pleasure they are delivering.
You have exactly zero power in your position and it strikes how incredibly vulnerable you are, Ashton literally has all the control as he holds you this way, rimming you, pressing his thumb to make sure you orgasm.
You relax, letting everything go that’s been going on. You can’t tell your family about Ash and Luke, they’d never understand. But they know you’re seeing someone and that someone is going to have to make an appearance soon. And Luke and Ash are doing their best to navigate your ever changing moods lately, but Luke's face when you walked out of the room earlier was stuck in your mind.
There’s a whiny moan that you eventually realize is yours. “C’mon baby, where are ya? Cum for me.” Ash coaxes.
“Yeah…” you whine, letting your mind go blank, because you can, so you can just enjoy this moment with him. With Ash wanting to give you something he hadn’t before. And you needed to give yourself to him like this, it’d been awhile since you let him have full control. “Daddy.” You whimper.
“There you are.” He murmurs, he sucks your clit, applying more spit before going back to his previous set up, preparing for your orgasm. You grab into the soft leather of the couch, and let out an obscene moan. His tongue and fingers continue their work softly as he works you through your orgasm. He notices you’re tired, that something else seems to have been released too, and he lays you back down in a more comfortable position and slides up next to you, holding you close for a minute. “Thanks sweet girl.” He murmurs, kissing your cheek.
You hum, staying next to him as long as you can manage, and you reach back to scratch his scruff. “You want real food?” You murmur.
“I’ll wait till dinner, thanks though.” He kisses your cheek again. “Love you.” He says softly, thinking you need to hear it.
“Love you too.” You whisper, “you probably need to get back to work.”
“I do, but didnt wanna leave you if you needed me.” He explains.
“I’m ok. Thanks Ash.”
“Stay as long as you need.” He kisses your lips and pushes up from the couch, he watches you roll on your back and stare at the ceiling, the far off look on your face tells him you are anything but fine, but he’s gonna leave it alone for now.
You lay there, listening to Ash type, talk to himself a bit, shuffle some papers, and make a phone call or two before you get up. You wander over to him and kiss his cheek, and then silently leave the office.
You sit by yourself in the living room awhile, needing the time alone to collect yourself after letting everything slip away with Ash. You knew you needed to check in on Luke and make it up to him, the way you walked out earlier. Once everything is tucked away again, safe in its little compartment, you head for the stairs.
You stand in the doorway of your bedroom, Luke’s playing a video game, typical for a lazy day for him. “Hey Peachy.” You say quietly.
He gives you a side eye, and you know you’re in trouble. “Hey.” He grumbles.
“Don’t be like that, Peachy.” You murmur, crossing the space to climb on the bed.
“How am I supposed to be, then? We were having a nice moment and you get up to go check on Ashton, which by the way, lunch? I wouldn’t constitute going down on you as lunch. If I’m not enough for you, just fucking say so.” His nostrils flare.
“I deserve that. I shouldn’t have walked out of here like that when you were being sweet to me.” You move closer to him, resting a hand on this thigh. “I love you Luke, you know that.” You whisper, “you’re enough for me, and I wanna make it up to you.” You slide your hand over his shorts, resting it just above his cock, “c’mon Peachy. You can forgive me.” You pout.
He glares at you awhile longer and then he relaxes a bit, taking in your cheeky smile. You apply pressure down on his cock, and he sighs. He lets you push him back against the headboard, and he helps you pull his shorts down so you can release his cock. You lean in to kiss him, he bites your lip, to show he’s still annoyed at you.
You spit in your palm and wrap your hand around his cock. “You’re such a good man, Peachy, do you know that?” You say quietly, straddling one of his thighs. “Made it so easy to slip into this relationship. I don’t think I’ve ever been loved as unconditionally as you love me. And I couldn’t love you more. I know I’m so lucky to have you baby boy.” You murmur.
Luke’s rock hard in your hand, so he’s having a reaction to you, even if he is still a bit pouty. He lets out a little whine as you squeeze his balls.
“You always make me feel so good Peachy, and so so sexy.” You admit. “We always have a good time. Remember that night that I was on top of you and Ash was watching and I came so hard for you? Fuck that was so good Peachy.” You murmur.
You lean in and kiss him and he holds your face this time. “You’re being sweet but you know you owe me an apology.” He whispers.
“Luke, I fucked up, walking out on you earlier, I know that.” You aren’t giving anything away to him. “That’s why I’m here handsome. Want you to know I appreciate and love you. I’m sorry.” You hum.
Luke lets out a strangled moan and you know he’s enjoying this more than he lets on. “I know baby girl.” He relaxes.
“I didn’t mean it the way it came across, love. You are stellar at knowing how to make me cum, and so hot? You know that? Like how am I supposed to resist you when we’re in public. So tall and handsome as hell. But when we’re in bed? You never miss a beat. It’s always about making sure I cum. You get off on it and it’s… incredible, never too full of yourself. I love that, makes me wanna be a better lover to you.”
It takes no time from there to get him to cum, and you lean over to suck every last drop of cum from his cock. He’s a moaning mess, tangling his fingers in your hair as you do.
“Taste so good Peachy.” You moan, lifting your head from his cock. Your work your hand over him a few more times, squeezing the last little bit of cum from him. You lean over and lick the last few beads from his tip. “So pretty too.” You murmur, sitting up to look at him.
He cups your face, “thank you baby girl.” He sighs, “needed that.” He admits, and you know by the softness that he’s not talking about the orgasm.
“I’m sorry if I made you doubt that. I wasn’t thinking when I walked out of here earlier.” You give him a half smile.
“You came back to make it up to me and apologize, I can’t be mad about it.” He leans in to kiss you. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Luke.” You respond, leaning in to press another kiss to his lips.
You sit quietly for a while, looking at him, he’s looking at you. Eventually he goes back to his game, and you sit next to him, leaning your head against his shoulder. You’re starting to feel the sheer exhaustion from your days activities, going between both the men in your life, cumming as much as you had.
“You should go see what Ash wants to do about dinner.” Luke murmurs after about an hour.
“Hmm? Oh,” you say, looking up at him, he kisses your forehead.
“He’s gonna want real food after eating you for lunch.” He chuckles. You look at him, “I’m fine baby, thank you for coming back.” He whispers, “but you really should go check on daddy.”
“Ok.” You lean up and kiss him one more time before getting off the bed and heading back to the office.
You walk in and Ash grins at you, “I thought you were gonna be good today.”
“I actually just came to see if you wanted anything specific for dinner.” You murmur.
“We’re gonna order in, I know you must be tired.” He chuckles. He watches the questioning look cross your face, “C’mere.” He pats his lap and you make your way over to him, he pulls you so your straddling him, “want you to take a break, baby girl, I know you’ve been going between Luke and I all day.”
“I’m…” you start, but he presses his lips to yours.
“It’s ok. I know somethings up. And I can tell you aren’t ready to tell us. But I just wanna remind you that Luke and I are here for you, love, and we’ll listen and help in any way we can.” He keeps eye contact so you know it’s serious. “Take a break baby, you can rest here or go up to my room if you wanna be alone.” He kisses your forehead.
“Thanks Ash.” You press a kiss to his lips.
“Of course, love.”
You sit quietly for a bit, and then let your hand trail down his chest, you can feel him, he’s hard beneath you. “Want you in me.” You whisper. “Just… in.”
He looks at you and nods, “I’d like that too.” He agrees. He pulls his pants down a little to free himself, and you slip him inside, finding a comfortable way to have him before resting a hand in his chest and your head on his shoulder, falling asleep.
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