My Boy
Pairing: Noah Sebastian x Will Ramos x Darius Tehrani
Content Warnings: 18+, dubious consent, “threesome”, unprotected anal sex, spit as lube, possessiveness and jealousy, handjob, grinding, shotgunning, weed usage, choking, piss, humiliation, degradation
Word count: 1.4k
A/N: @concretejunglefm requested this from this prompt list. (Whispering encouragement to them) it is a threesome in the sense that three ppl are involved, but to be totally honestly, Darius became an afterthought, I’m terribly sorry. Set in the Pretty Boy verse.
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Noah didn't smoke. Will did plenty, as did Darius, so of course the two of them took the opportunity to blaze after their respective sets. Instead of hanging with his own band, Noah tagged along. It'd been a long while since he and Darius hung out, plus, who knew when the three of them would be on the same festival on the same day? Though, he would be lying if he said it was his only reason. A high Will was a horny Will, insatiably and pathetically. At some point, he would come looking for Noah for relief, and he expected it; he figured it'd be easier if he just tagged along.
What Noah didn't expect was to be third wheeling Darius and Will's get together. The both of them chattered away, not intentionally ignoring Noah, but doing so all the same. Noah tried to interject, and a few times was able to hold a conversation—and just as quickly got lost again as they bounced back and forth.
Will may not have noticed Noah staring him down, but Darius did. Each time their eyes caught, Darius would raise a brow, which only served to irritate Noah more. He bided his time, watching them pass their joints back and forth—and maybe that's partially his problem. He didn't like the thought of Darius and Will sharing spit or Darius getting even a minuscule taste of Will's mouth, as ridiculous as it sounded—though Noah did wonder if the taste of his dick lingered on Will's tongue.
Before Will fully passed the joint back to Darius, Noah pounced, grabbing him by the jaw and stealing the hit for himself. A muffled, surprised noise got caught between lips and then Will melted into him with a sigh, eager and frenzied. Noah smiled, delighted by his enthusiasm and stolen attention.
He let Will clamber into his lap, resulting in him being pushed back against the arm of the couch. Shamelessly, Will dipped his hips to rut against Noah, seemingly forgetting all about Darius being just a few inches away.
A chuckle rumbled in Noah's chest.
"Is my boy worked up?" He rasped.
Will nodded, pressing his forehead to Noah's and repeated his action. Noah slipped a hand between their bodies to fondle Will, first over his shorts, get him fully hard and even more needy, then inside, make him twitch and beg with silent gasps and rocking hips.
"Showing off, hm?" Noah wrapped his hand around Will's cock, grip firm. "Letting Darius see how much of a slut you are?"
Noah sensed Will tense more than saw it, but he did catch the heated embarrassment creeping up his neck.
"That's okay," he lied, "I know you're a needy thing. So one track minded. You get hard and it's allll you can think about."
Will's face turned cherry red, but he didn't protest as Noah decided to give Darius a full view of his ass by tugging down his bottoms. He stole a quick glance at him, angry to see a prominent tent in his pants.
"He doesn't seem to mind. He'd probably love to fuck you." Noah tightened his grip on Will's jaw. "Is that what you want?"
Noah nodded Will's head for him.
"Why don't you ask him then, hm?" He whispered. "Go on, ask him; tell him how much you need a cock."
"I… I…" Will stuttered.
Glossy and damp, his eyes flicked between Noah's, unsure of what to do. Noah encouraged him with a disingenuous smile.
"You can do it, baby."
"Darius… Can you fuck me?" Will's voice trembled, whether from desperate need or nervousness Noah didn't know—or care.
"Oh, good boy using your words," Noah pecked his lips, feather light. "Darius?"
"How do you expect me to do this without lube?" Darius asked.
Noah tore his gaze from Will to look at him.
"You know how to spit."
Darius blinked, then scoffed. Noah fixed his stare back on Will just in time to watch him gasp silently as spit hit his hole. Noah tightened his hold on his jaw and pulled him closer; a pitiful, quiet whine tickled his lips.
"Keep your fucking eyes on me, understand kitten?"Noah growled, loud enough for just Will to hear. "And don't you fucking dare moan his name."
"Hey Noah."
He looked towards Darius, only to be greeted by spit just below his eye. Darius chuckled to himself before easing inside Will's unprepared hole. In the rush of rage flowing through him, Noah missed the wholly whorish moan that escaped Will and Darius' breathless remark about how tight Will was.
Instead of barking back or mauling Darius, Noah pulled Will into a bruising, sloppy kiss, swallowing down every noise he made, every potential whimper of Darius' name. Despite being in love, there was no love in the way he grasped his throat, or forced his tongue down it. Everything was possession, claiming, asserting that it was Noah who Will wanted, who he needed. Will struggled to keep up yet still chased after him when Noah broke for air.
"Spit." He demanded, holding his hand out in front of Will.
Sheepishly Will obeyed. Noah demanded again, and again until he was satisfied. He slicked Will's cock then wrapped his hand around it, gripping tighter than he knew he liked, and jerked faster and harder than he knew Will preferred.
But Noah couldn't care less. He wasn't concerned with whether or not Will's orgasm would be satisfying. It wasn't about him. It was a twisted, convoluted display of power and control for Noah. A weird, possessive game.
It didn't stop Will from groaning in strained appreciation, or from pressing his forehead to Noah's with a gaping mouth, breath hot and damp, and drool trickling onto his closed lips.
"Feel good?" He asked, not that he truly cared.
Will choked out a breathless, "Yes. 'M close."
"Already?" Noah cooed. "You really are just a needy, pathetic thing, aren't you?"
He sped up, selfishly eager to tip him over the edge. Will tried to kiss him, but Noah grabbed his throat and squeezed. Will's eyes briefly fluttered shut then hazily fixed on Noah's. Noah tightened his grip, tighter, tighter, tighter, taking pleasure in the color change of Will's face—but Noah couldn't apply the pressure he really waned, couldn't press down on his throat until Will tapped from panic or he passed out.
Will tried to verbally warn Noah that he was about to cum, but didn't have time. His cock twitched then shot spurts of thin, warm semen over Noah's hand.
"Oh, that's not very impressive, is it?" Noah chastised. "What a pathetic load. But that's okay. I know this is a lot for a stupid little kitten."
Noah tore his gaze from Will to look at Darius—sweaty, eyes closed, teeth grit and a vice grip on Will's hips that would surely bruise. He didn't look as if he was enjoying himself and that swelled more anger inside Noah. How could he not be enjoying himself? Noah was allowing him the privilege of fucking his boyfriend, his kitten. A free fuck.
Well, if Darius wasn't enjoying himself…
Noah said his name flatly but with enough edge that Darius looked at him—eyes wild with lust.
"Don't you dare fucking cum in MY boy."
Mauled: the only way to describe what Noah did to Will later that evening. The moment the hotel door closed Noah pounced, all sharp bites and teeth, aching fingers and small blossoming purple bruises to match. Will didn't complain, he couldn't, his mouth far too busy and full to have the time. Noah was relentless, insatiable beyond human desire. He couldn't kiss Will hard enough, couldn't get his cock deep enough, and couldn't fill him with enough of his seed.
Animalistic; feral and rabid. Noah did everything he could to mark Will as his territory, short of pissing on him—but with Will laying on the hotel bed eyes glossed over and sparkling with unspilled tears, body dead weight and completely ravaged, covered in semen and spit with pretty little hickeys and teeth marks, he couldn't help himself.
A fully body shudder rippled through Noah as he relieved himself, pale yellow hitting Will squarely on his chest. He wasn't even entirely sure Will knew. He laid there like Noah's good boy and let him.
Before he completely emptied his bladder, Noah moved his stream farther up past his neck, and pissed on Will's face.
It filled him with immense pleasure to see Will not even bat an eye, just taking the humiliation of it all without complaint.
"What a good kitten, just letting me use you as I please."
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