Eiffel tower with lyle and quaritch but they compete against each other on who can make the reader feel good first AND READER HAD TO CONVINCE THE HECK OUT OF QUARITCH BUT LYLE WAS DOWN TO DO IT NO QUESTIONS ASKED
I want him too, Quaritch
│Recom Quaritch x Recom Female Reader x Recom Lyle
│Word count: 2.2k
│Summary: You already had someone in mind when you asked Quaritch if he would want to add a third, but he didn't except you to name his right hand man.
│MDNI Warnings: explicit smut, hair pulling, choking, jealousy, blood, oral, mmf threesome
The lighting in the bedroom was dim, the air was cold in the unit you shared with Quaritch. It had been a tiring day taking on the wonders of Pandora, and dealing with Ardmore.
Quaritch laid on his back, head resting on his pillow, eyes softly shut. His arm was stretched out on the pillow beside him, where you laid.
Laying on your side, you nestled up against him, resting your head on his chest.
His arm wrapped around you, fingers gripping softly at your hip. You drew slow circles onto his chest with your fingernail, goosebumps raised along his blue skin. Both of you bare, after giving yourselves to each other moments prior.
You have been wanting something, someone else to join you and Quaritch for a while now, but you didn’t know how Quaritch would react. Your thoughts swirl around in your head, wanting to spit out what you had to say, but keeping it in instead.
“Whatcha thinking about sweet girl,” he says, breathing slowly as positions his other arm behind his head to look down at you.
“Nothing important Miles,” you say, looking up to meet his eyes, giving him a soft smile. He gave you this certain look, a look that said he was waiting for you to say what was on your mind.
“How would you feel about someone else joining us, you know, when we have sex,” you ask, nervous for what you were going to say after.
“Oh yeah? Who do you have in mind,” he laughs softly, a smirking pulling at his lips.
You push yourself up off his chest, sitting on the bed now. Your hand slides down Quaritch’s body, your eyes follow, “I want Lyle too.”
Quartich’s body goes rigid, his eyes staring hard into your own. “Lyle? Of all people, you want me to fuck you with Lyle,” he says, scoffing at your request.
“Yes Quaritch. Please, I want you both,” you say, leaning over him to place a kiss on his lips as an attempt to convince him.
He could never resist you, even if he hated the idea.
It was afternoon the next day when you and the other recoms went to grab lunch. You pulled Lyle aside from everyone else, asking if you could talk to him real quick. Quaritch watched from his seat in the cafeteria, studying the interaction.
“What’s up pretty,” Lyle says, as you turn around to face him.
“I just wanted to ask you something.”
“Come on, spit it out. I’m starving here.”
“I was thinking about it and I wanted to ask if you would come back with me and Quaritch to our room tonight, just us,” you say, blushing as soon as you finish speaking.
Lyle wasn’t clueless, he knew what you were referring to. He agreed, no questions asked. You smirked up at him, eager to finally get what you have been wanting.
Your eyes move past Lyle, landing on Quaritch, who was glad that you were getting what you wanted, but also irritated that Lyle would see you naked in his bed.
Later that night you and Quaritch lounge around in the room the two of you share. The two of you sat naked on the couch after already having some fun.
You take turns taking shots, trying to take the edge off, but he was trying to calm himself as he kept thinking about how Lyle would get to share you with him.
“Hey, what's wrong,” you ask, turning to Quaritch and running your hands along his bare chest.
“Nothing pretty girl,” he says, trying to dismiss your question.
“I promise it will be fun, just trust me.”
A knock sounds at the door, and you practically jump up to answer it.
You open the door with a bright smile on your face, your titties bouncing slightly from how fast you got up.
Lyle’s eyes immediately scan your body, his cock growing hard in his uniform pants.
You reach your hand out for him to take, and he does without thinking twice. You pull him into the room and push him towards the bed.
Him and Quaritch don’t say anything to each other which you find weird. This was some kind of stand off competition between the two of them.
That only meant it would be better for you.
You push Lyle onto the bed before straddling his lap. You lean down placing a playful kiss to his lips and you can feel his cock twitch underneath you.
Quaritch comes up from behind you, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling you back towards him. He grabs your neck, leans down and kisses you rough but he stares at Lyle almost as a reminder that you were still his when the night was over.
Once Quaritch lets go, you pull at the bottom of Lyle’s shirt signaling for him to take it off. You run your hands along the skin of his chest while you softly grind yourself against his hard cock.
Placing a rough kiss to his lips you push yourself off of him, sitting in between his legs. You unbutton his pants pulling them down as you watch his cock bounce out and slap against his stomach. A wet spot glistenes from the precum of his tip.
Your gaze finds his as you lean in to place a soft kiss, your tongue swirls around the tip, spreading his precum in the process. He groans from your actions while his hand finds your hair.
But you stand back up instead.
You jump onto the bed, positioning yourself on your hands and knees, bare to the both of them. “Want to go first Lyle,” you ask, looking beside you to smirk up at him.
Lyle and Quaritch share a look between the two of them before Lyle gets on the bed behind you and Quaritch sits in front of you.
“You’ll be a good girl won't you pretty,” Quaritch asks, running his finger along your jaw. You look up at him, nodding your head yes. Quaritch reaches his hand up, slapping you hard. The skin of your cheek burns from the contact.
“That’s not how we answer questions is it?”
“Yes sir I will be a good girl for you and Lyle.”
He rubs his thumb along the hand print to soothe the red skin.
Lyle had managed to get his pants off during this, and he was sliding his cock through your folds. You were basically dripping wet.
The tip brushes past your clit and you moan out from the pleasure and you hang your head low.
Quaritch slides his hand onto your jaw, pulling your face up to look at him. He cock was inches from your face, hard, precum drips from his tip. He slaps his cock against your mouth, “open up for me.”
Lyle cock nudges at your entrance, as you open your mouth wide for Quaritch. He slides his cock around on your tongue, before pushing himself all the way down your throat.
Lyle shoves his cock deep inside you, pushing against your cervix as you gag on Quaritch. You moan out the best you could with him down your throat, your entrance clenches around Lyle’s cock every time you gag.
“Fuck girl,” Lyle grunts out, gripping hard at the skin around your hips. He begins to thrust in and out of you.
The ridges and veins of his cock slide against your walls as your slick runs down your inner thighs. He brushes past your sweet spot repeatedly.
Quaritch slams in and out of your throat, rubbing the tip of his cock on your tongue before shoving his way back in.
“You take us so good, pretty girl,” Quaritch says, smirking down at you as your eyes water, and spit drips down your chin.
Lyle reaches his hand around your back, sliding down your stomach until his fingers reach your clit. He draws fast circles on the bundle of nerves causing you to whimper around Quaritch.
You arch your back from the pleasure of both of them, your nipples brush against the bed sheets adding a new stimulation.
Lyle fucks your entrance, while Quaritch slides down your throat until you face was flush with his pelvis.
You could feel your orgasm building in your lower belly, waiting to be released all over Lyle’s cock. You clench around him rhythmically.
“You close baby girl,” Lyle asks, thrusting himself deeper into you. His fingers speed up their circles on your clit, his hands dig harder into the skin of your hips.
You gaze up at Quaritch. Tears stream down your face as you take him deeper into your mouth. He groans as he watches himself stuff your face with his cock.
Your legs tremble, your arms grow weak, you clench around Lyle repeatedly as your cum gushes out from your entrance.
“Oh fuck,” Lyle says, slowing down slightly to watch your cum become creamy along his shaft.
Quaritch watches your face as you cum around his friend's cock. His jealousy grows, “my turn. I bet I can make her cum harder than you did,” he laughs out at Lyle while pulling his cock from your mouth.
You glare up at him, tired of his jealous antics.
Lyle and Quaritch switch places but where Lyle was careful from not knowing your boundaries, Quaritch was rough.
He slides his hand down your back, pushing you into the bed before slamming his cock deep inside you. His fingers wrap themselves in your hair before yanking you up to him. Your back sat flush with his chest.
“You gonna make us feel good, pretty girl,” Quaritch asks, thrusting deep and fast into you.
“Yes,” you whine. The overstimulation from just hitting your climax was fading away. You gaze up at Lyle as he watches you get fucked, your face messy and your mouth wide open for him to slide down your throat.
You bring your hands up to Lyle’s thighs to steady yourself as you wait for him.
He strokes his cock a few times before swiping his tip across your lips, gathering up some of the spit that remained on your face. He pushes his cock in your mouth, groaning when he hits the back of your throat.
You swallow against him, letting him slide further down. “Fuck,” Lyle grunts out. He places his hands on the back of your head, pushing you deeper against him.
“She’s good ain’t she,” Quaritch says, wrapping his hand around your throat and squeezing tightly. He places rough kisses along the length of your jaw as you take Lyle’s cock down your throat.
He presses a kiss to your ear before whispering, “You’re all mine after this.”
You moan from his words, arching yourself deeper onto Quaritch and letting Lyle thrust deeper into your throat. Your nails dig into Lyle's skin as you gag around him, small streams of blood drip down his legs before it pools onto the sheets.
He grunts out from the pleasurable pain.
Their pace was relentless as Quaritch and Lyle seem to sync their thrusts into you. The pleasure builds through you once more as Quaritch reaches down to circle your clit.
Lyle reaches down to your nipples, pinching and pulling against the soft skin until they peak. You whimper against his cock as Quaritch slams into you.
Lyle’s cock twitches in your mouth, and he throws his head back groaning as he shoots long, thick ropes of cum down your throat.
You swallow everything he has to give you. Your tongue circles the tip of his cock as he pulls out of your mouth causing him the whine out.
Watching Lyle cum into your mouth with Quaritch slamming into you and circling your clit had you reaching your climax.
You squirt all over Quaritch. His lower stomach was wet, your inner thighs were soaked as it leaked down onto the bed.
The rhythmic clenching from your entrance sent Quaritch over the edge right after you. His thrusts become sloppy, his fingers becoming rigid against your clit as he throws his head back grunting as his cum shoots deep inside of you.
“Oh fuck,” he whines as he slides his cock out of you. He watches as his cum drips out of you, bringing a finger up to your entrance to push it back in.
You sit there on your hands and knees, your head hung low as you try to catch your breath from being fucked out. Your gaze catches Lyle’s and you give him a small smirk as you lick your lips to taste him and Quaritch on your mouth.
“Alright get out Lyle. It won’t happen again,” Quairtch says, motioning for the door.
Lyle slides off the bed to put his clothes back on and you mouth your words, “Yes it will.”
He smiles down at you, a knowing smirk playing on his lips before he walks to the door and leaves without looking back.
“Why do you have to be so mean Quaritch? I had a fun time.”
“I am about to fuck you until you can't remember what just happened.”
