The soft smile painting Jan’s face becomes even warmer with the sight that greets him once he looks up: Nace is lying on his back on the couch, Bojan tucked against his side with his head pillowed on his shoulder, and little Pino curled up into a ball on Nace’s chest. The steady rise and fall of both their breaths causes Bojan’s hand – which is resting lightly on the dog’s tiny back – to move in a gentle rhythm with them.
They’re all fast asleep, judging by the light snoring coming from all of them – yes, both his boyfriends and the puppy – and Jan feels his heart melt inside his chest.
All for being a cat person, Jan thinks as he feels Igor cuddle up a little closer to him.
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(edited longer version of this ask I sent to @madrabit <3)
“You like that, don’t you?” Jan murmurs, a knowing smirk painting his face. “You like hearing how much I want you, how much I love everything about you?” Nace gulps, not trusting his voice to respond. What could he say anyway, when Jan can read him like an open book? “You like when I call you mine too?”
“Yes,” Nace admits sheepishly, barely more than a whisper.
Jan smiles again. He brushes his thumb over the back of Nace’s hand tenderly, even as his eyes burn with intensity.
“Good,” he says softly, “because that’s exactly what I’m planning to do.”
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Insecurity still clouds Nace’s mind sometimes. Jan is there to chase all those thoughts away. (sweet body worship sex ensues) (and they talk about it after too I promise!!)
Hello 👀 Could you tell me more about cottage au, please? 🫐
send me one of my wips and I'll tell you about it <3
My boysss omg I’m also pretty excited about this one :D
So, first of all, this fic is inspired by this bonace moodboard I made. Back then I didn’t really think about making a fic out of it, nor about including Jan in it, but then months later someone brought it back into my notes and it got me thinking about Jan’s love for nature and how nice he would fit in the whole vibe.
The more I though about it the more intriguing the idea became, especially after realizing that would make this a BoNace + Jan fic, rather than a Jance + Bojan or Bo(Jan)² + Nace one, which is what we normally see in BoJance fics.
Of course, it makes sense that it’s not the most common dynamic, since I feel like it’s probably the least likely combination to happen in a non-AU fic given what we know about how the band came together and all that, but that’s part of what makes it so fun to explore in my opinion.
That, and also the fact that I’m obsessed with the idea of poor Jan thinking there’s no way he has a chance, and that they’re probably only inviting him over to their house (repeatedly) because he looks lonely, while in reality it looks something like this:
Bojan: *sees a pretty boy* *chats with him for a bit* ohh, must bring pretty boy home for boyfriend to see 🥰
Nace: *gets home* oh 👀 why is there a hot stranger in our kitchen? 😳
[They start flirting with him since day one and are probably gushing over how hot and nice and pretty and lovely he is as soon as Jan is out the door]
Jan: Wait ✋ Are they FLIRTING?? 😮 with ME?? 🫨 No ❌ It Can’t Be 😞 God, they’re both so HOT 😩 and so SWEET 🥺 And of course they look PERFECT ✨ TOGETHER 👨❤💋👨 How could they ever want someone like ME anyways 😮💨 Fuck my LIFE 😿
Oh, and there will also be some (hopefully good) Jan angst in this one. Thankfully, he’s found two sunshine puppies that will sure take really good care of him 🥰
Some more about the plot under the cut to only “spoil” those who want to keep reading ;)
So, as I was saying, in this fic BoNace would be an established relationship and they live together in their beautiful cottage in the countryside.
Jan loves the peace and quiet he finds in the woods, loves breathing fresh air and walking around somewhere where he can just be. No work, no expectations, no stress. Just him and nature and the occasional animal.
One day, he’s on one of his walks and maybe he decides to walk a different path or maybe he simply hadn’t wandered that far away before, but the thing is he ends up finding the cottage.
He spends some time admiring it and its surrounding. It’s a truly beautiful place. Jan had always wanted to live in a place like that, far away from the busy life in the city.
He’s about to turn around, probably go back home, when a man he hadn’t noticed before spots him from his place on the porch. For a split second, Jan is scared he might start screaming at him, but then the guy starts approaching him and he’s all sunny smiles and he seems genuinely happy to see a stranger in his property?
They chat for a bit, and the guy – Bojan, he learns – is being himself, so warm and open that it makes Jan relax more and more into their easy chat. He seems to be naturally flirty too, and Jan flirts back because, honestly, the guy is hot and he seems really nice too. Bojan invites him in to have some coffee or tea. Jan accepts.
After a while, they hear the front door open and someone calling “Honey, I’m home!”. Bojan shouts back a simple “Kitchen!”, and that’s when Nace appears, pulling Bojan in for a quick kiss before Bojan introduces them. Nace smiles warmly and offers his hand. Jan shakes it and smiles back, hoping the blush he feels creeping up his cheeks isn’t as visible as he feels it is because- Oh.
Of course the pretty, naturally flirty sunshine boy has a hot, tattooed boyfriend. And they live together in a beautiful cottage in the countryside with their adorable dachshund puppy. What was he even thinking? That the guy was flirting with him? Pfff.
He clears his throat in a poor attempt to get himself under control again. Or to not get caught ogling either of them. He tells them that he should probably go back home, and they tell him it’s okay, he’s not imposing and he can stay for a while longer, until he finishes his coffee at least.
As the minutes drag on, Jan thinks he should feel like he’s imposing. He should be worried that they’re just being polite, not wanting to kick their guest out of their house but still wishing he would say he should go and finally leave them alone. But they’re so nice to him, all warm, welcoming smiles, sharing stories and listening intently to Jan’s own, and… God he’s definitely reading too much into this but is the other guy flirting with him too? He thought Bojan’s flirting would stop after Nace appeared – they’re together, after all – but far from it. Actually, Nace seemed to encourage it. His big hands on Bojan’s back didn’t seem possessive, and neither did the way he was looking at Jan. He wasn’t as outwardly flirty as his boyfriend, Jan noticed, but there was something there too. Something he couldn’t quite pinpoint. He didn’t want to look too much into it, didn’t want to let his treacherous mind get his hopes up.
The thing is... He can't stop thinking about them. Not on his way back home, not as he feeds Igor, not as he makes himself dinner, not even the much too hot shower he takes manages to fade those thoughts away. So he just lays there on his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about lovely smiles and warm eyes and fluffy hairs and tattooed arms and handsome faces and rich laughs. He thinks about how well they seemed to fit together, and how good they looked too, he thinks about each of them with him, then thinks about all three of them together and... He has to shake those thoughts away before they end up making him wish for something he's clearly never going to get. For his own sake. But...
Maybe he could call them? They did end up exchanging numbers before he left, but... maybe they were just being polite because they thought he was lonely? I mean, nothing screams “we don't want anyone to bother us” more than moving together to a cottage in the middle of nowhere, right? Yeah. They were definitely just being polite. Why would they want to hang out with a random guy they just met?
Fuck. How much can a single conversation with two strangers rock someone's world, really?
@guggi04 and I (hope you don’t mind me sharing this) were talking the other day about Nace tying Jan up to the bed as a “punishment” and teasing him for the longest time before even coming close to touching him and then riding him as if his life depended on it, and the whole thing made me think about how Jan could get back at him at some point so… enjoy this scratch idea (yes, my “scratch” ideas always look that long, you can see why I’m so freaking slow 😭) about how I think that would go :3
I think Jan would start even slower than Nace did. He can be much more patient than Nace is when he’s on this end.
He doesn’t even get naked at first – maybe he’s wearing one of those slutty little shirts of his, or maybe he’s wearing something more comfy, like a flannel or one of Nace’s hoodies.
He walks around the room, calmly, as if Nace wasn’t even there. He picks up his guitar, sits on the armchair, and starts playing some chords that melt into riffs of songs he’s played so many times before that melt into improvised melodies.
Nace is looking, transfixed. It’s a familiar sight, an ever-fascinating one at that, that Nace will never get tired of seeing. This time is different, though. So, so different. Because this time, Nace is not just sitting around, allowing himself to fully admire how beautiful his boyfriend looks when he gets lost in the music without hundreds of eyes and cameras on them, nor is he by his side, bass in hand to accompany Jan’s guitar. No – this time, Nace is on their bed, naked, wrists and ankles tied securely (and so, so lovingly) to the bedposts; and he would like to say it takes more than that for his dick to take an interest, but, well, he’s not a liar.
Little by little, Jan starts losing his clothes, completely ignoring Nace’s presence (and whining and begging) except for the way it looks like he’s putting on a bit of a show for him every time he takes off a piece of clothing.
He keeps moving around the room, more and more tantalizing skin being revealed every minute that passes, fingertips lingering in places Nace would do anything to be the one to be touching right now, hands running through long, dark locks, putting them up into a messy bun and letting them loose once again.
At some point, once he’s finally, gloriously naked, Jan takes his place on the armchair again. He slowly starts caressing his own body, making goosebumps spread all over Nace’s skin as if Jan’s fingers were touching him instead.
One hand alternates between tangling in his own hair, teasing his nipples, and squeezing his throat. With the other, Jan finally takes himself in hand, and for the first time since he tied Nace to the bed, (because he’s a strong man, but he’s definitely not that strong,) his eyes turn to Nace, who has to gather all the strength left in his body not to come completely untouched all over himself when he’s suddenly, unexpectedly, met with the full force of Jan’s heavy gaze on him.
Nace doesn’t know whose moan reverberates more around the room, the only thing in his mind being Jan Jan Jan, totally unaware of the sounds and words tumbling out of his own mouth as Jan’s hand speeds up.
It doesn’t take too long for Jan to spill over his hand and torso, head thrown back against the back of the armchair while Nace’s hips buck up in search of some much-needed friction that never comes.
After regaining his breath, Jan gets up and heads for the shower – not without making sure to leave the bathroom door open so that Nace can see everything that’s going on in there from his place on the bed, of course.
When he gets out, he towels himself dry only haphazardly and saunters back into the room, naked and with his wet hair dripping water down his chest and back, still slightly red from the warm water.
And when Nace couldn’t think the sight could get any hotter, Jan climbs onto the bed and immediately straddles Nace’s thighs.
Nace’s cock, by now furiously red where it lies forgotten against his belly, twitches almost violently, and he gulps, wide eyes looking up at Jan’s smug grin.
I’ll leave what happens next up to you:
Will Jan prep himself and ride him right there, give Nace a taste of his own medicine, make him understand how hard it was for him not to come too soon after Nace had been teasing him on and off all day, depriving him of his touch, how hard it was to see the gorgeous man in front of him and not being allowed to touch? Or will he prep Nace instead, so thoroughly that Nace won't even know where up and down is anymore, perhaps even make him turn around, tying him up again but with his ass up in the air this time, enjoy the feast before him as he pleases?
Will he have some mercy on Nace and let him come as soon as he starts begging, or will he keep teasing the hell out of him, whispering little praises against his skin, encouraging him to wait just a little bit longer, it’s going to feel so good?
Bojance edition once again, but who is surprised atp 😅
(PWP with bottom!Nace, bottom!Bojan and top!Jan, so if you're not interested in that then please kindly scroll away <3)
Jan has hardly enough time to get through the door before Bojan and Nace are on him, eager lips and hands devouring and undressing him with practiced ease right there in the tiny reception hall of the apartment.
He has barely been out for an hour, but with the way they get him out of his flannel and shirt before he even has time to question it, he might as well have been gone for a whole month.
Once his clothes have been tossed somewhere Jan can't even pretend to care about at the moment, Bojan starts undoing his pants and pulling them down just as Nace leans close to his ear, whispering to him everything they've planned for him while he was away.
They give him one simple instruction: Don't come.
He's already flushed and panting and hard by the time they push him down on the bed, and quicker than his brain can register, his boyfriends' clothes are in a pile on the floor and Nace is straddling his hips at the same time as Bojan is claiming his lips.
Nace - who had, apparently, prepared himself beforehand (impatient boy that he can be sometimes) - doesn't waste any time before lowering himself on Jan's dick.
Jan's mind is positively spinning with it all - Nace hot and tight around him, Bojan's plush lips on his, the pleased little sighs Nace lets out as he starts rolling his hips down, paired with the impatient little sounds Bojan makes against his mouth, all wonderfully maddening.
Just as Nace begins to ride him, Bojan breaks the kiss, big brown pleading eyes looking up at them as he asks for permission to finger himself as he watches.
Jan thinks he must be dreaming, all the sensations too much but definitely not enough, unable to decide where he wants his eyes and hands to be other than that he wants to see and touch and kiss and bite and lick and squeeze, so he lets them take over.
He lets Nace set the pace and lets Bojan finger himself until the annoyed little huffs coming from his mouth start getting more and more consistent, his arm getting tired and his fingers probably too small to really do anything for him right now.
So Jan motions for him to sit on his face, facing Nace.
Bojan and Nace start making out, Nace still riding Jan at an almost brutal pace while Jan's hands keep Bojan close to himself by the thighs as he eats him out, fucking into him with his tongue.
When it proves to be a little impossible to keep kissing in between their movements and moans, Bojan's mouth moves down to Nace's chest, kissing and biting and sucking all over it.
The combination of everything sends Nace over the edge and he comes, clenching deliciously around Jan, who is also dangerously close himself, as he rides out his orgasm.
Don't come, Jan remembers Nace's earlier words. So he doesn't.
That's not how his boys had planned tonight was going to go, after all.
Bojan steps aside and away from the wonderful torture inflicted by Jan's mouth and tongue and helps Nace do the same. At first, they simply let Nace lie down next to Jan, both of them pampering him with kisses and praises as he comes down from the high; but soon enough, Bojan turns to Jan, desperation painting his features, one Jan can only imagine must be reflected on his own.
It's Bojan's turn now.
Will Jan manage to hold on for long enough to make Bojan come first, or will Nace have to give them a little hand (or mouth) once he recovers? And if he does manage to - how do you think his boys will make up for it after he's been so patient, making them both come so good before they let him do so himself despite how desperate he is for it... I think that calls for a reward, doesn't it?
Your choice ;)
And as I always say - if you write something with this, please tag me in it and I'll love you forever 🩷
