Summary: It started as a joke, but it's not a joke anymore.
Warnings: Mentions of breeding, face fucking (There are others. 18+ MDNI)
It was originally just a thing between Steve and you. After Connie left to go back to Miami with their daughter, Steve fell into a dark place. The first time the two of you fucked it was fueled by emotions and alcohol. The second time happened right before Connie had come back. That was also the first time you met Connie, and to say that the meeting went well would be a bold faced lie. You had been sitting on what used to be their couch, wearing one of his old college shirts wrapped in a blanket you had brought with you the last time you stayed at his place.
Hearing the door knob jiggle, you assume it’s Steve finally back from the office and the store. Getting up off the couch, you wrap your blanket around your shoulders as you make your way to the door. You make quick work of the locks excited to see him again. Pulling open the door, you smile.
“It took you lo-” With the door open, you lock eyes with the women before you. You had seen her in pictures that were sparse throughout the place. “Oh you must be Connie.” You chuckled nervously, you knew who she was, and you knew that Steve hadn’t talked to Connie since she left.
“Who are you? And where’s my husband?” Connie looked past your shoulder, eyes scanning the living room. It was obvious that Steve never mentioned you.
“Steve had something at the office to do, then he was running to the store. Would you…Would you like to come in?” You stepped aside, the blanket falling off your shoulder. Connie’s eyes looked from the living room behind you, to you, to the now exposed clothed shoulder.
“Are you inviting me into my own house?” If looks could kill, Connie’s glare would have made you drop dead in the doorway. Shoving her way past you, you watch as she examines the space as if she had never been there before. Pushing the door shut, you walked further into the living room.
“I-I thought you weren’t coming back, neither did Steve or Peña. After you left, Steve spiraled into a dark place. You had just up and left and you left with his kid. I was there for him when you weren’t.” Pulling the blanket back up, you cover your shoulder once more. Looking at Connie, you harden your gaze, if she was going to give you an attitude then why not return it.
“I left with our kid. Steve was putting work above us and the baby, so of course I’d leave. I thought maybe it would make him realize that he needed to put more effort into us. Apparently all it made him do was go out and find a new hole to fuck.” As the last word slithers from her lips you could feel your blood come to a boil almost instantly.
“It wasn’t my fault your husband was a drunken mess. It wasn’t my fault that your husband was convinced he had lost his wife. I didn’t do that to him. You did Connie.” Taking a step towards her you stare at her with unwavering strength.
Watching as Connie also takes steps toward you, you’re expecting her to argue her side, to fight back in some way, hell, you were even ready to hear her call you every name under the sun. That’s not what happens though. You hear the slap first, then the white hot stinging. In the midst of all the chaos, your brain didn’t have time to register the sound of the door opening behind Connie. Looking back to her, you raise your hand to your cheek.
“What the fuck is going on?” Hearing Steve’s voice, your eyes snap to him. Watching him walk further into the room, you can see Connie’s expression soften before turning around to look at her husband.
“Steve, thank Christ you’re home. She was insulting me and calling me all these names. She wa-”
“They.” Steve’s eyes snapping to you before looking back at Connie. “It’s them and I’m not that stupid Connie.” Steve’s eyes find you slower this time. When they finally found you, you could see the frustration and anger melt from his eyes. “I heard the slap, I watched as they brought their hand to their face. The face you slapped.”
“Wh-What? Stephen, what are you saying? You’re willing to throw away our marriage for this…” You look at Connie as she wildly gestures to you, “Thing?”
The things that happened after all of that was kind of a blur. You remember lunging at Connie, you remember managing to get a couple of hits in, mostly to her body, but the few hits that really mattered to you were the punches to her face. One of them blackened one of Connie’s eyes, the other making somewhere in her mouth bleed.
But that was then though. This is now, and right now, you were between Javier and Steve. Steve buried deep inside you, and Javier using your mouth just how he wanted. This whole thing had started out as a passing joke while out one night. You had expected them both to laugh along with you, but you were the only one laughing. You knew that the two of them were imagining the scenario.
“Fuck baby,” Looking up through your lashes, you can see that Javier had dropped his head down, locking eyes with you, “I don’t think it’s fair you get to fuck them. Their pretty little eyes are practically begging for me to fuck that lovely hole of theirs.” You felt him reach down and tangle his fingers in your hair, holding your head still so that he could fuck your mouth. With every thrust his cock his the back of your throat causing you to gag every time.
“Too bad Peña, only I’m allowed to breed this pretty hole.” You felt Steve grip your hips tighter as a mumble string of curses fell from his parted lips. “A real shame you don’t get to feel how tight they squeeze when they gag.” You could hear the smirk in his voice and normally it would make you roll your eyes, but all you could do was gag and moan on Javier’s cock. With every thrust made you squeeze around Steve more and more as you felt the heat in your stomach climb. “If you keep that up baby, you’re gonna make me cum.” Taking that as a sign, Javier became rougher, only making you squeeze Steve tighter.
Feeling Steve’s thrusts become erratic you knew he was close and based on the way Javier was now moving he was too. Without warning -even if you could have said anything- you slam yourself back on Steve as you cum. Javier finished not too long after, and Steve was the last one to cum.
As both pulled out, you collapsed to the mattress below. Panting, you close your eyes and listen to the two of them walk around the bedroom. The first thing you feel is a cool wet cloth gently cleaning you up. The next thing you feel is the blanket being pulled over you. The last -and your personal favorite- thing you feel is the bed dip beside you. Rolling over to face the body, you open your eyes. Though it isn’t Steve you see, it’s Javier. Feeling the bed dip behind you. Looking over your shoulder you watch as Steve situations the pillow.
“S-Steve is Javier staying?” Your voice hoarse from Javier’s fucking. You watch as Steve nods before laying down beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist. Laying down beside Steve, you feel Javier do the same, his arm wrapping around your waist just above Steve’s arm. Closing your eyes you take a deep breath, Javier’s smoky scentmixing with Steve’s woodsy musk almost making your head reel.
“You should get to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow.” You could hear the smirk in Javier’s voice.
“Shut up Peña, but he is right baby. We do have a pretty long day tomorrow.” You feel Steve press a gentle kiss to the back of your head. Humming out tiredly, you mumble a soft ‘good night’ to the two of them. You had no idea what tomorrow held for you, but that was a problem for you to deal with later.
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