Ravi woke up to a pair of blue eyes staring at him, paired with a smile that widened upon seeing Ravi awaken.
"There he is," came Zane's soothing tone. "Five hours later. I don't think that qualifies as a nap."
Ravi tried to sit up, but Zane's pushed him back down with a gentle hand on his chest, and Ravi let him. The hand on his chest lingered on his bare skin, making Ravi feel warm and so cared for in a way he never knew he had yearned for. Then again, this whole relationship had awoken a whole lot of things in him that he hadn't been aware of before. His gaze wanders from the hand on his chest to Zane's face. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"You seemed like you needed it."
He had needed it, actually. The last few hours on his shift had been grueling with lots of victims falling to a fatal end. He closed his eyes. Didn't want to think about it this moment, and Zane seemed to understand and moved his hand from his chest to cradle Ravi's jaw gently. "At least the waking up part is nice," Ravi tells him, and Zane smiles and leans in to kiss him.
A sentiment Ravi willingly returns, because this, the kissing, the touching, feels nice. It's distracting his mind from his shift, and makes him crave something to feel, so his hands tugs on the hem of Zane's shirt desperately, silently asking the man to remove it. He does so without question and lays down half on top of Ravi, cradling his face as he pushes his tongue into his mouth, and fuck, does that make Ravi feel more alert than ever.
Whenever Zane kisses him, he does so in a way that almost feels demanding. Something Ravi had been quick to discover he's really into, and right now was no different. He takes charge and deepens the kiss and making Ravi's cock harden as his knees presses between his legs on top of the blanket. Stupid blanket. Ravi lets out a frustrated noise that earns him a laugh from Zane.
"Impatient, are we?" He teases and nips on Ravi's earlobe with his teeth as he peels the blanket away to now palm Ravi's erection over his briefs. Ravi lets out a pleased noise and juts his hips into his hand.
"If I'm impatient, so are you," he sasses, because he can feel Zane's erection pressing up against his thigh, and it's driving him mad with want and desire to touch the man. So he wastes no time and tugs down Zane's sweatpants, and of course he is going commando. Fuck.
Zane pushes Ravi's hand away before he can touch him. Grabs both of Ravi's wrists to pin them together on the pillow above his head. "Stay like that," he orders, and kisses him hotly, and Ravi does not object. Not when Zane roughly tugs down Ravi's briefs and starts stroking him ever so slowly. He proceeds to kiss Ravi's throat, then, making his skin heat up and his cock eager for more attention and his fingers itching to move so he can touch his man in return and make him feel just as good.
As if reading his thoughts, Zane pauses the stroking and grins against Ravi's neck. "Don't worry, baby. We'll get you whatever you need soon enough," he promises, and Ravi's ears peaks at the word we. He feels the mattress dip, then as Jade suddenly curls up next to Ravi with a mischievous smile playing on her gorgeous lips.
"Look who's finally awake," the woman purrs and Ravi grins, frees one of his hands from where it had been pinned above his head and pulls her in with a grab of the back of her neck to kiss her. Jade, however, pulls away and tuts as she shakes her head.
"I believe he told you to keep your hands there," she scolds him lightly.
"Oh, were you watching us just now?" Because the idea of her husband having his way with him as she watches absolutely thrills him to the bones. His cock twitches against Zane's palm at the thought.
"Don't get too excited, baby, I only just walked in," Jade smiles, and locks eyes with Zane for a moment. "But good to know the idea excites you that much. Something to keep in mind for next time."
"I hope it don't only apply to her. I'd like a show, too," Zane says. "Does that excite you? Me, watching you fuck my wife?" The lips are back on Ravi's neck as his hand wanders down to squeeze his balls as Ravi lets the imagery flood inside his brain. A moan escapes him and he nods, unable to find the words.
"Speak up, Boy. Does it excite you?" Another squeeze on his balls and Ravi gasps softly.
"Y-yes! Fuck. Yes! It excites me."
"How about you, Precious?" Zane turns his attention to Jade, the knuckles of his free hand brushing over his wife's nipples on top of the satin fabric of her top. Ravi's mouth waters over the way her nipples can now be seen through the fabric, and Zane has a similar reaction, it seems, as he can't seem to help himself from leaning over Ravi to trace his tongue over the outline of the fabric and elicit a delicious moan from his wife's lips.
Without a word, Jade entices Ravi to do the same, and he moves all too quickly to mimic Zane's actions on her other nipple through the satin, his tongue tracing the nub before he sucks it into his mouth and nips on it.
The top is off, suddenly, and Ravi marvels at the wonderful sight in front of him. He would spend hours just playing with Jade's tits if he could, and he could spend hours watching Zane do the same.
Zane sneaks behind Ravi where he kneels, then, and Ravi can hear the drawer of the nightstand opening. Anticipation rises when Zane urges Ravi to spread his legs, so he does exactly that. Jade, in the meantime, removes the rest of her clothes and lays down onto her back and spreads her legs invitingly, making Ravi's cock twitch yet again and his mouth water. He leans forward and kisses his way to Jade's inner thigh, only pausing when he feels something pressing up his hole, startling him.
There are still a lot of things to get used to while being in a relationship with two people, especially during intimate moments. Sometimes it's hard to focus on doing one thing when things are being done to him, but he's getting there. Zane seems to acknowledge that he startled him and presses a kiss on the small of his back in apology. "Sorry about that. You good with me prepping you?"
"More than," Ravi breathes and spreads his legs further apart to emphasize the point, which earns him a laugh and another sweet kiss on one of his ass cheeks.
So Ravi regains his focus. Presses hot kisses across the soft skin of Jade's thigh and nips at her skin there, all while feeling the intrusion of Zane's lubed up finger entering him slowly. He moves closer to Jade's center. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating, and almost magnetic. Impatient hand tugs on Ravi's curls, moving his face forward until his lips meets the fleshy folds. His tongue immediately gets to work, dragging its ways between the folds up to the clit that he sucks into his mouth the way he knows she enjoys it. It earns him the right reaction when he feels her legs clench around him and hears her moan echoing beautifully inside the room, muffled by the thighs pressing against the side of his head.
It's a good distraction from the sensation of being stretched, even though Zane is so wonderfully good at taking his time. It doesn't stop Ravi from taking Jade apart with his tongue, making her quiver when he fucks his tongue into her and teases her clit with his thumb and sending vibrations through her as he moans when Zane manage to hit the bundle of nerves inside him. Jade arches her back, pushing his face further into her as she climaxes with the most gorgeous sound until she collapses. Ravi kisses her thighs a few times and feels the loss of Zane's fingers and himself being tugged back to Zane's space, up to a kneeling position.
"Gonna take care of you now," the man growls hotly against his ear and attacks his neck with kisses and nips. "Lay down on your back. Keep your legs spread," he instructs, and Ravi obeys wordlessly and joins Jade.
Jade, who quickly resumes to kissing him heatedly, distracting him from Zane slowly pushing the tip of his cock into him. He gasps against her lips, eyelids fluttering over the sensation of being filled. "You're doing so good," Jade praises him, adding more sweet little kisses over his jaw. "Don't you just love how good his big cock feels inside of you?" Ravi's breath hitches as the words spills out of Jade's lips and her hand wraps itself around his own leaking cock. Zane smirks, and he moves deeper into Ravi slowly until he's almost fully inside of him.
"Didn't hear a response there, Rav," Zane teases. "Answer my wife."
He's not the greatest at dirty talk. He fucking loves it when it's being done to him, and he knows they don't expect him to do the same, but it's something he wants to learn if it makes them feel as good as they make him feel good.
"Better move your cock so I can feel it, then." Sass is something he's good at, and he knows he's said the right thing when Zane's eyes glints in satisfaction.
"Being a brat, are you," he growls, and grips Ravi's hips tightly, digging his nails into his skin there as he pounds into Ravi just the way he likes.
"Yeah, just like that," Ravi breathes and moves his hips to meet his thrusts. Jade climbs on top of him a moment later, leaning her back against her husband as she lowers herself over Ravi's cock, and he gets to watch the couple make out. Zane's hands squeezing Jade's tits deliciously as their tongues dances together. It's a fucking beautiful sight to watch and a wonderful sensation to be filled while Jade rides him so deliciously.
One of them tugs him up to a sitting position, and with Jade now sandwiched between the two men, they both kiss each side of her neck. It's hot and it's intimate and when he finally comes, it's with a smile on his face.
They all shower together afterwards. Washing each other and kissing lazily. It's still all so new to Ravi, but he's all in it now.
my mouth was designed for my foot to fit in it (chapter three)
Josh Russo/Sal DeLuca | Rated: T | Chapter Three
Summary:
Love is gentle. Love is kind.
...but sometimes love is snarky, wrong-footed, and sneaks up on you like a MF.
Guess which time this one is?
Chapter Three Excerpt:
A few days later…
***
Josh
“It’s six a.m.,” Josh muttered, groaning when the banging on his front door started up again two seconds later. “Six! A! M!”
Whoever was behind this incredibly rude and annoying wake up call didn’t seem to care about Josh’s sleep habits or civility in general…which actually helped him narrow down who the culprit probably was.
Yanking open the door to discover he was right didn’t help with how tired he was, but there was a certain level of grim satisfaction to it. “There better be a fire, Sal.” Josh blanched as his brain came a little more online. “Oh, god, is there a fire?”
“What? No.” Sal’s eyebrows scrunched together as he ran a hand through his already impressive bed head. “Josh, listen, I need your help. It’s an emergency.”
Josh immediately straightened up, ready to jump in despite the horrendous hour. “What do you need?”
“Do you have ribbons or sparkly shit or pipe cleaners or even friggin’ tin foil or something—”
“I’m sorry—” Josh held up a hand, taking a measured breath. “You’re having a six a.m. ribbon emergency?” He started to close his door when Sal bodily put himself in the way.
“Yes, it’s a fucking ribbon emergency, okay?” Sal said, eyes more than a little wild. “The kids stayed over with me last night because Gina was sick and Sally literally just told me it’s crazy hair day at school which Gina forgot to mention which I can’t really blame her for considering she was puking her guts out, but I got nothing at my place and no time to go get anything and apparently, if the girls don’t participate in crazy hair day, they’ll be shunned or some shit so please give me a goddamn ribbon or something. Anything. Please.”
That took the wind out of Josh’s indignant sails. He couldn’t let the girls be shunned. “Gimme a sec,” he sighed, dragging his tired ass over to the hallway closet. “You’re lucky Maddie and I like to do fancy birthday.”
“I will definitely be needing to know what the hell that is at some point,” Sal said, rolling up on his toes to peer after Josh in a way that was not completely and utterly adorable.
Ugh. This was too much for anyone to deal with this early in the day. Shaking his head, Josh dug through his box of gift wrap trappings and pulled out an assortment of bows and ribbons. “Here,” he said, dumping the selection into the Sal’s arms, then trying—and failing—to dust the bits of glitter sticking to his hands. “Think that’ll work?”
Sal let out a low whistle, eyebrows winging up in appreciation. “Just maybe,” he said. “Thanks, you’re a lifesaver.”
“Do you—” Josh was already regretting the words coming out of his mouth, but apparently, he was in it to win now. “Do you need any help with the hair styling?”
“You’ve already done more than enough,” Sal said, flashing a stupidly handsome grin at Josh. “Besides, I’ve got four sisters who were all in dance. I was a pro at braiding by the time I was seven. I’ve got this.” He winked as he headed back towards his apartment. “Thanks though, for offering and for all the sparkly bits.”
“Sure.” Josh managed a wave. “No problem.” He closed his door with a sigh.
Well. That was a thing that happened.
Glancing at the microwave, he did some quick mental math. Technically, he still didn’t have to get up for another thirty minutes at least. Josh shuffled toward his bedroom, planning to faceplant into bed and make the most out of every last second.
He tried not to think about the fact that he could still see that smile even after he closed his eyes.
Sal Deluca/Josh Russo | Rated: T | Ongoing: Chapter One
Summary: Love is gentle. Love is kind. ...but sometimes love is snarky, wrong-footed, and sneaks up on you like a MF. Guess which time this one is?
A/N: Happiest of Birthdays to the lovely @judymarch15! You are such a kind, funny, and warm-hearted person and I'm so glad to know you! I hope you enjoy some SLOSH for your birthday. The story got away from me so this is going to be a multi-chapter beast for you. I hope you like it!
my mouth was designed for my foot to fit in it
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Josh
There was a couch in the hall.
A couch, wedged right into his doorway, blocking the way out and playing fast and loose with his chances of being on time for work. Bold of something so hideous to be both rude and inconvenient. His cranky morning brain was contemplating the risks of touching it to clear his path when a familiar voice piped up.
“Oh, hey, Josh!” Buck leaned over the other end of the couch with a wave, Eddie right behind him, and both of them wearing incredibly sheepish smiles.
“Buck?” Of all people. This was too weird.
“W-w-wait, you live here too?” Buck’s smile turned bright. “I had no idea. That’s so cool, I—”
“Stop, for one second, please.” Josh held up a finger, hoping to at least ward off Buck’s rush of words and the looming tension headache if he was lucky. “Why—what is happening right now?”
One possible explanation hit him like a punch to the gut, knocking the wind out of his very aggravated sails.
“…did you and Tommy break up again?” Josh stage-whispered across the hall. He was seventy-five percent horrified by the possibility because he knew (via Maddie) how hard those two had worked to sort things out and he’d heard (Maddie again) that they’d recently bought a place so they should be happily-ever-aftering up a storm…
But his other twenty-five percent was primed for gossip. Who could blame him for being fascinated with the unending drama train that was Evan Buckley’s love life?
Especially compared to the depressingly stalled state of his own.
Sal Deluca/Josh Russo | Rated: T | Ongoing: Chapter Two
Chapter Two Excerpt:
Josh
“Crush back on!” Josh declared as he stormed into the break room.
Maddie blinked owlishly at him over the rim of her coffee mug. “It was off?”
“For about two days, give or take.” He waved a hand at her before chucking his lunch bag into the fridge. “The point, and more importantly, the problem is: crush back on and it’s getting worse.”
“Who’re we crushing on?” Linda shot a grin at them as she headed toward to the coffee maker with Sue following close behind.
“Oh, I love a romance,” Sue said, letting out a little sigh. “Details, please!” She paused and slid Josh a sideways look. “Unless they’re spicy, better left as ‘drinks after work’ level details, in which case, I can wait.”
“I can’t.” Linda sidled up to Maddie at the counter and clinked their mugs together. “Spill.”
(An anniversary gift from @30somethingautisticteacher, @judymarch15, @nine-one-wanton, @sunnywithachanceofbi, @typicalopposite, and me to all of BuckTommy fandom! ❤️)
Summary:
Picture this: Los Angeles, 2025. Buck finally got his head out of his butt and reached out to Tommy in the aftermath of his sister almost dying and his best friend moving back to Texas. Yeesh. That was a lot. But fortunately, it was the motivation he needed and they talked it out like actual grown ups, had some amazing sex, and got back together. Good job, boys. Now, they're coming up on a special anniversary. Of the kiss. You know the one. And they've decided to celebrate the day since that was how it all began and despite the bumps in the road, they're moving forward again together, better than ever. Only problem is - what kind of gift can encapsulate all of THAT?
Or five times Buck and Tommy pick out terrible anniversary gifts for each other and one time one of them gets it right.
Read it on ao3!
A note from your author friends:
It all started with a kiss.
The six of us met because of the BuckTommy fandom and through a year of fanfic and memes, laughter and tears, and watching this rollercoaster of a relationship unfold; an amazing friendship has been formed.
And now, at the one year anniversary of that kiss, we wanted to celebrate our friendship and this wonderful fandom with this little love letter of a fic. Each of us wrote a chapter and to make it an extra fun challenge, each chapter is 404 words.
So, Happy April 4th! Happy First Kiss-aversary! Thank you for being the incredible fandom space that you are.
With love from, @30somethingautisticteacher, @herrmannhalsteadproduction, @judymarch15, @nine-one-wanton, @sunnywithachanceofbi, and @typicalopposite! 🥰
