the lights had been blinding, the choreography had been tough, the outfits had been uncomfortable, and yet lara and manon still had you naked in their hotel room.
touring was tough. packed schedules left no free time, and the demand from fans for an outstanding performance every time was nerve-wracking. and this time, everything had seemed to go wrong. daniela's in-ear wasn't working, megan's mic cut off suddenly, you kept on accidentally bumping into people during choreography. it's safe to say that, after a show where nothing seemed to go right, everyone was rightfully stressed, and it seemed like lara and manon found you to be a useful de-stress tool.
lara had been thrusting vigorously into your sopping pussy. she laid beneath you, pulling you on top of her. the position left you completely visible to a watchful manon who only silently drank in the sight.
"yeah.. yeah— gonna cum.." lara panted next to your ear, her hand reaching up to grope your tits. jackhammering her cock inside, she reached her peak, shooting thick ropes of her cum inside you. in an instant, manon's hands were pulling you off of lara, spouting out a lame "my turn" at lara's surprised words.
your head was suddenly pushed down into the hotel pillows, ass high in the air. manon was quick to push inside, her cock already painfully hard at watching lara fuck you.
"fuck.." manon's head leaned back, eyes shutting at the feel of you wrapped tightly around her. her hand came out, placing an audible slap to the bare flesh of your ass.
"yeah.. yeah, you like that? mmf— 's good.." manon's teeth caught her lower lip. the long, slender fingers of hers placed on your lower back, remaining there for stability as she pounded her cock inside you.
- y/n just can’t sit her ass down and behave, manon and lara finally have enough and things get messy
content warnings - smau, rough, physical and verbal discipline, p in v,
“sit down.” that’s all lara told her to do, it’s not a hard command, well for y/n it is.
“stop putting your finger in the chocolate.” that’s all manon told her to do while trying to make chocolate strawberries, but what did y/n do?
didn’t sit down and instead starting running and playing around to the point where she knocked over a glass, what else? put her finger in the chocolate 9 times after manon told her not to.
manon and lara gives her so many commands but yet y/n never ever listens, she’s always doing things she shouldn’t, she’s always misbehaving.
until one afternoon, they finally had enough.
y/n was playing around the living room even though lara and manon repeatedly told her to stop and sit down before she breaks something
and that’s what happened, her arm slammed into the television as she was swinging around, y/n froze and looked at the tv.
broken, hella broken, colorful lines going throughout the tv, a crack right where her arm hit.
lara stares at y/n, her expression is blank, that means she’s pissed.
while manon on the other hand had a very visible pissed off face.
“o..oops..m’sorry….” she said as she realized what she just did.
“sorry? that’s all? your fucking sorry after you just broke and expensive ass tv cause you can’t sit your ass still and listen!?”
“I..it was an accident….d..didnt mean to.”
“even if it was a accident, it could’ve been avoided, it should have been avoided, because we told you multiple times to sit your ass down before you break something, and what did your disobedient ass do..? not listen, you..know..maybe it’s cause there’s never consequences for what you do, what yu think manz?”
“I think some consequences should finally be given..? cause i just don’t understand..? why can’t you just behave?
y/n sits there not know how to respond, thoughts just spiral through her mind,…why didn’t she just listen, what are they gonna do to her, are they mad, is she in trouble?
she’s finally snapped back into what’s going on when she hears lara yell at her to answer manon
“I..I dunno I..im sorry..”
“your always fucking sorry I’m sick of it”
that’s when lara grabs y/n’s wrist and pulls her to the bedroom, manon follows behind closing the door behind her.
lara slams y/n on the bed and immediately starts taking her clothes off of her.
manon is already unzipping her pants and pulling them down with her boxers revealing her thick, big, long member.
y/n gets wet just from the sight, lara notices.
“your bratty little ass getting wet from seeing manons dick? fucking disgusting disobedient little slut.”
lara takes off her own pants revealing her member, a little bigger than manon’s.
“I..I..im sorry please be gentle..”
“gentle..?” manon chuckles but it sounds like a pissed one, “you want us to be gentle after you broke the fucking tv?”
“bad girls don’t get to be treated gently, and you’ve been a bad girl.”
lara slowly moves in between y/n’s legs.
“m’sorry lara please don’t be rough…”
lara slams into her without warning y/n responding with a gut wrenching scream
“that’s not my name..what’s my fucking name..?”
“d..daddy..daddy sorry daddy!!”
manon moves in front of y/n’s mouth
“try being a good girl and open your mouth for mommy.”
she does as she told opening her mouth as manon shoves her member down her throat, both lara and manon set a relentless pace, y/n trembles as she gets close
“you getting close little slut? you wanna cum.?”
manon pulls her member out of y/ns mouth so she can speak.
“yes daddy i..im so sorry..please forgive me mommy and daddy..i..ill behave ..let me cum please im so close.”
manon slams her member back down her throat again
“cum baby. be a good girl make mommy cum while you do too.”
y/n cums shortly after manon, her whole body shaking, but lara doesn’t stop, she tries to push her away by her hips but lara keeps thrusting
manon pulls out her mouth
“ah. ah keep your hands on the bed, daddy’s almost done.. gonna fucking breed this pussy.”
manon helps lara by holding y/n’s hands down, she moans and begs for lara to stop.
“mm..to much p..please no more!”
lara finally finishes inside of y/n
manon goes to the bathroom to get a washcloth, while lara strokes y/n’s hair as she’s sprawled out on the bed still slightly shaking.
manon comes back and wipes between her legs as she whimpers from the overstimulation
“so you gonna start behaving baby.?”
“mhm..m’sorry lara…sorry manon.”
“it’s okay baby just listen more, go to sleep now.”
they both lay on either side of her as she falls asleep.
now she knows to behave.
yall this my first time ever writing so I hope it was good, it’s also not proofread, oki bye
7thmember! gp reader who usually stays behind with the rest of the girls while marz does their m.i.a. outro because she can't physically handle being between the two while she has a very obvious crush on them. one night tho, lara grabs readers hand and pulls her inbetween her and manon and reader gets a painful hard-on. later in the hotel that night, marz just plays with reader since they've known about the crush since forever ;(
warnings. smut, 7th member!gp!fem!reader, mentions of masturbation, blowjob, nipple play
you always let them take the spotlight. the ending of m.i.a. was done by lara and manon, after all. allowing them to take center stage was only right.
though, you'd always been teased by other members, hearing them suggest you join the two women. each time it was brought up, you vehemently rejected the idea, stating that it's better for them to do it on their own. but really, you're pretty sure you'd die if you were involved.
for whatever reason, lara wanted to test that idea out during a live show.
you'd already started walking towards your spot when a hand tugged you away. with barely any time to react, you were suddenly sandwiched between both lara and manon in the front of the stage. for a second, you forgot about the audience, music drowning out as you paid attention to what was happening. manon stood in front of you, her hand grabbing yours to rest on her hip as she bent forward in the same manner she'd done with lara all those times. behind you, lara pressed up against your back, hands roaming your body while her melodic voice sang near your ear.
you could faint—you felt like you were about to faint. the sight was dizzying, the feeling of them pressed so closely would remain etched into your brain for days to come. you almost missed the way your pants tented, only noticing when that familiar, painful throb came from between your legs.
the rest of the concert revolved around you awkwardly making eye contact with both lara and manon, the other girls laughing at your reactions, and the hard-on you sported that you so desperately tried to hide despite how noticeable and painful it was. retreating to your dressing room felt like a breath of fresh air.
by the time you were fully situated in your hotel room, you'd already jerked off in an attempt at ridding your boner. luck—as it seemed at the time—wouldn't be on your side, however, when you were greeted by the same women you crushed on knocking on your door.
they tried to get in under the pretenses of wanting to hang out post-concert, but the flirty look in their eyes gave them away instantly. you were cautious, not wanting to play with fire. messing around with your group members could get messy. but they remained persistent, their reasonings becoming more convincible by the second.
it wouldn't take long for them to charm you into your room, pinning you down on the bed as they helped you remove your clothing.
"you know.." manon began, leaning down to lick at your nipple before coming back up to grin mischievously. "you weren't subtle about your.. crush."
lara hummed, pulling off your cock to stare up at you. "we're flattered, honestly." her tongue came out, placing kitten licks to your leaking tip.
manon took a nipple in her mouth, tongue swirling around the hardened nub before leaving it to connect with your lips. her tongue prodded its way inside your mouth, exploring the interior.
she leaned back, eyes shining with newfound possibilities.
warnings. smut, fem!reader, hate sex, threesome, face riding, fingering, degradation, kinda short
it wouldn't be a reach to say that manon despised you. she wasn't subtle, instead choosing to shout her hatred for you from the rooftops. and somehow, her dislike spread to lara, effectively getting her to join in on her "hate parade."
but somehow, that hatred led you to be underneath them, head trapped beneath manon's thighs as lara stuck her fingers inside you at a painfully slow pace.
above you, manon grinded her hips onto your mouth, clit bumping your nose. "f-fuck. just s-shut up for once.." she breathed out, hands moving to grip the headboards.
lara let out a short laugh, her fingers stilling inside you. "yeah, if you even can. can't be quiet for shit—it's fucking irritating." her thumb came out, pressing down on your clit and rubbing it in hard circles.
instinctively, your hips bucked against her hand, chasing more friction and desperate to get her fingers to move once more. with a scoff, lara's free hand reached out, holding down your hips. "can you believe this, manon? so greedy.." she chastised.
"a-always greedy. we should just l-leave you all high and dry instead.." manon managed to get out.
