Crushed between two bodies that naturally ran hot with the heat of the comforter trapping you under, you were running too hot to be able to breathe comfortably. As if the temperature wasn't already rivaling the Sun, you're also pressed between two rock hard bodies. Your legs tangled, hands under your night shirt and grabbing handfuls of your ass.
It's suffocating and you can't take another minute longer, trying to wedge yourself out of their hold but they've got you locked down. Attempting to detangle your legs so you can kick the thick comforter off is an action in vain when you're pinned down so tightly that its stifling.
Long day spent playing in the sea had left the three of you exhausted to the point of being unable to take a single step farther than the bed, falling into the mattress in a heap straight out of the shower. Now the sun had set already, and the moonlight was your guiding star as you squinted into the darkness of the room to check the time on the clock.
You managed to free one arm from their iron grip and tap on the cheek nuzzled into your hair behind you before you repeated the same on the exposed cheek that was smushed against your chest.
Caleb stirred, groaning against your tits as he snuggled closer instead of pulling away. Behind you, Valko's arm tightened around you, pulling you closer into his chest. These boys would be the death of you.
"Let me go" You whined, twisting your body so they'd loosen their hold.
Caleb popped an eye open only to press a searing hot kiss to your collarbone before drawing you in again "Go back to sleep, Pips"
"I can't" You push at his arms "It's too hot"
Without opening his eyes, Caleb kicks the thick comforter off you both making you groan in relief when the cool air-conditioning hits your skin, pressing a kiss into his hair as thanks. He takes this opportunity to suck on the mounds of your breasts that are practically spilling out of your tight camisole. Your nails dig into his bicep that rounds your waist and grabs your ass cheek, pulling you tighter against him.
A movement that is slightly restricted thanks to the other arm branded around your waist like a vise, fingers teasing the waistband of your panties as you feel teeth nip at your ear "Having fun without me?"
Over your shoulder, your lips meet Valko's as he kisses you leisurely, tongue swirling with yours, grinding his thick cock against your ass at the same time as Caleb freeing your breasts and sucking on your hardened nipples till they peak. Valko's already got a finger circling your clit before two of them breach past your soaked folds and into your warmth, making you buck into his palm at the intrusion and collide with Caleb's hard length straining inside his boxers. It makes Caleb groan deep in his throat, now also grinding his hard-on against you, the comforter tangling between your legs.
"Mmh" Valko pulls back from your lips with a soft nibble on your lower lip, passing you over to Caleb's waiting mouth who directly sucks your moans into his mouth as you hump Valko's hand, slightly delirious from the feel of both their cocks crowding you. The squelch from your pussy gushing is loud, your broken moans rising in octave as Caleb takes a long pull at your lips, a string of saliva connecting your mouths when he lets you up for air "More more more- please!"
"Yeah?" They chorus, Valko's lips biting down on your ear again as you snake an arm around his nape to hold on while he works you up with two fingers. Caleb's massaging your tits roughly in his big palms, shamelessly grinding against your dripping cunt as you whimper into his mouth. Your other hand fits itself in the middle of your bodies, rubbing over his erection, feeling it twitch beneath your palm as your fingers pull him out of his boxers, wrapping and squeezing him tight in your grip. His groan is feral, thrusting his cock into your fist while biting down on your swollen lips.
Your fingers are moving around Caleb in tandem with Valko's scissoring inside you. He's got you chasing your peak as you grind against his fingers, whines growing louder as your mouth slides over Caleb's, nodding when he coos at you "Close?" with your forehead glistening with sweat as you pant against his throat, dazedly watching his Adam's apple bob with the way your grip unknowingly tightens against his length.
Your release washes over you so suddenly, the shockwaves making your entire body tremble as Valko bites down on your shoulder. He's throwing your leg over Caleb's waist, clearly impatient as he slides your panties to the side, his entire body draped over your back and thrusts into your sensitive pussy in one go. Swallowing your cry into his mouth while Caleb kisses his way down your neck, carefully drawing out every thrust as opposed to Valko who looks like he's about to shoot his load into you then and there.
"Feels s'good" He's slurring, brows scrunched as his fingers still coated with your slick find Caleb's mouth who takes them between his lips.He's moaning around the digits, licking every inch of the skin clean, his tongue swirling between the v of the fingers and around their length "How's she taste?"
"Divine" Caleb groans out, grabbing the back of Valko's head and smashing their lips together, their bodies rumbling with appreciative growls as they exchange your taste between them "Fill her up-" His entire body bucks as Valko's hands tease the underside of Caleb's leaking cock, hand wrapping around yours and helping you pump up and down his length "-fuck- fill her up so full so I can taste- hah" He's whimpering against Valko's mouth "- taste you both off her after this"
Valko's cock grows harder at that, making your toes curl as he pounds into your sopping cunt with renewed force, trapping you between their writhing bodies, moving together in a dizzying pace as you worked each other up towards that pleasure. Your lips collide in a mess with theirs, groaning and panting and locking mouths, taking turns exchanging saliva, sweaty bodies sliding against one another.
One hand gripping the locks of Valko's hair behind you while the other was wrapped around Caleb's neck, keeping him close as you and Valko doubled down on your onslaught, your thumb pressing down on the tip as Valko pumped his length in rough, drawn-out strokes making Caleb bury his face against yours, sucking on your lips as he thrust into Valko's grip now.
Other hand snaking under your hips, Valko's rubbing your clit as you whimper against Caleb's lips, strangled mewls escaping you with how rough Caleb manhandles your tits, slapping one before palming it tightly again. Your body is convulsing, eyelids fluttering as you tremble in their grip.
"Fuck fuck fuck-" Valko's sunk his teeth into every inch of skin exposed to him "Gripping me so tight, baby" He's rutting into you despite the tightening of your walls, growling at how good every snap of his hips against yours feels.
"S'good" You're purring, chasing Caleb's lips that are also swollen till he's closing the space between you two.
"He's fucking you so good, isn't he?" There is something so satisfying about hearing Caleb whisper sweet nothings to you as you lose yourself into the kiss, nodding your agreement while Valko slams into your pussy so hard it has you seeing stars behind your eyelids "Yeah he is" You feel Caleb's cock leaking more pre as he thrusts into your grip "You're going to be good for us? Gon' cum for us, pretty baby?"
"Mhm" Valko's curved tip brushing against your sweet spot repeatedly has rendered you unable to spell a single legible word out as Caleb brushes your hair back, connecting your foreheads. Hand falling to your waist, he's pushing you down as Valko thrusts upwards into you, your orgasm crashing into you as your grip falters around Caleb, limbs twitching as your body quivers in the aftermath of that mind-blowing climax.
Valko keeps up his erratic pace, fucking you through your orgasm as he chases his high, pumping his hand up and down Caleb's length at a dizzying pace. Their breaths are ragged as they both thrust against you in unison, locking lips over your shoulder as they confine you between them till they're cumming, thick spurts of their release lining your pussy walls and belly at the same time, groaning at the power with which they succumbed to their pleasure.
For long moments, the three of you lie there in a heap of tangled, sticky bodies covered in sweat, leisurely making out as you finally get the opportunity to turn on your back when Valko pulls out of you, eliciting a whimper. Both your boyfriends descend on you, one's figurative and the other's literal tail swishing as you run your hands through their hair.
You try to push them off you "We're going to be late for dinner"
Their faces have the same wolfish grin as they help you out of your drenched panties and tug your camisole off as you gape at them "Dinner can wait, Pips" Caleb's spreading your thighs apart, appreciative groan spilling from his lips as he watches Valko's cum dribbling out of your pussy "I can't"
"Cal-! Oh" His tongue licks a long, languid stripe up your folds, making you fall back into the pillows before you turn your pout at your other boyfriend, hoping he's more compliant "Val. I'm hungry"
Valko's solution is to kiss your pout off your lips "I know, sweetheart" But he's not making any move to dissuade Caleb who is moaning against your pussy lips, blowing air on it just to watch it flutter "Dinner after this, promise"
"After?" You're about to turn your glare on full force but you catch sight of Valko pumping his semi hard-on, amber orbs zeroed in on the way Caleb has his entire face buried into your cunt. Watch the way his eyes light up when you spread your legs further apart.
Fingers finding his face, you guide him closer to where Caleb was greedily lapping up your juices, knowing he was a heartbeat away from joining his boyfriend anyway.
“just a touch…” his breath tickled your ear, “don’t you finally deserve to feel satisfied?”
tags: LADS, LADS smut, demon!sylus x priestess!reader (fem) x priest!zayne
content warnings: 18+ MDNI, explicit sexual content, DUBCON/COERCION, blood, threesome, oral sex (f receiving,) fingering (f & m,) penetrative sex (f/m & m/m,) religious imagery (fictional religion)
word count: 6.2k
a/n: i know these are dark days for the LADS fandom, but we’ll get through them together.
and if you’re sad, i hope this makes you horny instead.🫶
loosely based on this ask from @literalglutton 😘
beta-read by my dear @valkoapproves
sylus was a silver-tongued fiend with a goal to devour.
you wouldn’t sell your soul to him? that’s fine. he was greedy. he’d take your body instead.
except he wouldn’t take you. he would convince you to give yourself willingly. no, he’d never ask you to pledge your soul to another. you were devoted to the pantheon of gods you served. he knew you were too good, too pure to taint yourself in such a way.
and that was the reason he craved you.
but as perfect of a priestess as you were… surely, that didn’t mean you should be deprived completely of life’s pleasures. what was wrong with feeling satisfied? blissful? happy? was that truly a sin?
you worked so diligently. served so dutifully. you deserved to feel content.
and he could help you with that… if you just let him touch you.
day by day, he slithered closer, becoming more corporeal than ethereal, feeding off your blossoming desire, sultry whispers growing louder in your ear as fleeting touches brushed against you in tendrils of red-black mist. his face started appearing in your dreams, breathtakingly handsome and alight with smoldering crimson eyes that bore into your soul.
“how cruel,” he’d taunt, “that no one truly notices you… no one appreciates you like I do.”
“notice? appreciate?” you’d laugh, “no one is supposed to ‘notice’ me… everything I do is in service to the gods. my reward is the chance to serve them.”
he’d scoff in disgust.
“and that’s your only reward?”
you’d nod, ignoring the twisting feeling in your gut.
“but don’t you desire more, lovely?”
a shiver traveled down your spine as mist danced around you, caressing any exposed area of skin it could reach.
and so he slipped through the cracks in your defenses, his words wearing down your well-kept walls.
brother zayne noticed, of course, that you had started drifting to sleep during prayer.
he asked about your health, a concerned expression furrowing his brow as he noted the exhaustion that hung over you with each passing day. and of course he noticed the haziness in your eyes as your mind began drifting to forbidden fantasies, the sudden heaviness in your breath as you battled the growing ache of desire within.
he felt a strange, familiar pang in his chest every time he saw you…
and started to notice his mind faltering around you as well.
your resolve eventually crumbled, bit by bit. the feeling of closeness, of being seen, of being desired… sylus gave you those feelings, and they became too much to resist.
you were shocked… terrified… relieved? to enter your quarters one evening and find a fully materialized, beautiful demon-man waiting for you.
“s-sylus?” your voice quivered as you approached him hesitantly.
warily, you reached out a hand, fully expecting it to pass through this dream you were having. but he grabbed it. pulled it flat against his chest. and smiled.
“hello, darling.”
you nearly melted into a puddle, his deep voice washing over you in a dark wave that made you dizzy.
“what… how…” you struggled to find words as he brought your hand to his lips.
“I could sense that you needed me,” his velvet words danced over your skin before he pressed slow kisses up your hand, wrist.
your eyes widened, something igniting in you at the sensation of heat lingering wherever his lips touched. he started trailing those scorching kisses up your arm. a soft sob escaped you as he pulled you fully into his embrace, his warmth overtaking you.
“need… you?” your words came out in a breathy whisper.
“my touch,” he clarified with a hum, running a finger along your lower lip, “your desire is the reason I’m standing before you right now…”
“b-but I can’t, I’m not supposed…”
“but do you desire it, dearest?” his eyes glowed bright like embers, warm voice trickling over your skin.
you nodded, trembling.
he smiled. it was a devastatingly handsome smile.
“I’m the only one who can satisfy your need…” one of his large hands traveled down to rest possessively on your waist,
“… but you have to tell me that you want it.”
you whimpered, conflicted, but about to combust from the overwhelming heat building in your core.
“just a touch…” his breath tickled your ear, “don’t you finally deserve to feel satisfied?”
you let out a strangled exhale as his presence flooded your senses.
“please…”
the second the word left your mouth, his inhuman speed had you pinned beneath him. his towering form casted a shadow that enveloped you, the hellfire raging in his eyes. you fought the feeling of desperation and helplessness that surged as he propped your knees up and allowed your robe to bunch up at your hips.
the cool air against your thighs pulled you slightly from your stupor, a sudden sense of nervousness fluttering in your chest.
“wait! t-the door doesn’t lock properly… what if someone comes by-”
“who would dare interrupt you at this hour?” he challenged, rough hands skating up your thighs as he spoke, “this is your time…” hot breath fanned over your neck, causing you to suck in a breath as he moved to gently press his lips beneath your ear.
“… and you don’t need to tell a single soul about it.”
the tempting whispers wove a spell over you, your body arching upward to meet his on instinct.
instantly, his arm snaked behind your back, greedily pulling you closer to him. his hips rolled against yours in a motion that made heat bloom lower with each movement.
“let me kiss you, beloved.”
he breathed the phrase low and sultry against your neck, taking your shudder and quiet whimper as the only answer he needed before capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.
you were surprised by the amount of adoration and tenderness he poured into the kiss at first, truly questioning if fiends were as dangerous as you had been taught.
surely, he couldn’t be so terrible… not with the way his lips moved- warm, slow, and even sweet while one of his hands came up to cradle your face.
gently, his hand slid back, tangling in your hair…
and pulled.
a deep groan met your gasp as his teeth sunk into your plush lower lip, every question of intention vanishing from your mind as his tongue swept deeply into your mouth.
all at once, the heat of him became blazing, seeping into you as his tongue traveled from your mouth to drag a branding trail up the column of your throat.
you fought the guilt as a plethora of unholy thoughts arose, succumbing entirely to the weight and heat of his body against yours, letting your fingers sink into his broad shoulders as you dared acknowledge your blasphemous desire to feel more of him.
“already so sweet…” he released a dark laugh that you felt rumble through his chest, his long fingers suddenly gripping your hair tighter, “… but I need to taste more.”
there was hardly time to react before large hands loosened the ties of your priestess robe, sliding the coarse fabric to rest dangerously low across your shoulders, your breasts nearly exposed.
you flinched as air hit the newly revealed skin, trying to maintain composure while sylus ghosted over your clothed stomach, hands trailing appreciatively over the contours of your body as he prowled lower.
his name escaped your lips in a silent, traitorous prayer, your poor body already on alight with desire from his touches.
that’s when his fingers changed course.
they suddenly slid upward, your breath catching as they hooked beneath your undergarments and ripped.
“wha- what are you doing?” you cried, hands flying to cover yourself in mortification.
sylus merely grinned, chin dipping lower as he peeled your fingers away with infuriating patience.
“I’ve hardly begun touching, dearest,” he crooned, strong fingers wrapping around your thigh and throwing it over his shoulder, “why are you trying to hide from me?”
his hot breath tickled along your thigh as he moved closer to where you ached for him.
“you gave nothing to be ashamed of,” he hovered, his hungry eyes locked on you, “you’re beautiful.”
his sensuous praise pulled at the strings of your heart, sparking a heady sense of intimacy that you had always yearned for.
but your thoughts were interrupted- cut off by the unfamiliar sound that escaped you when you felt the warmth of his tongue gliding slowly up the center of your core, a low growl sounding from deep in his throat as he pulled back and gazed up at you.
“oh, sweetie…” he ran his tongue along your inner thigh, “you taste even better than I imagined.”
then he dove in like a predator closing in on their prey, fingers locked in a death grip around your thighs, jaw snapping with each hungry swipe of his tongue. you didn’t have time to stifle the moan that escaped you, your entire body suddenly quaking from sensations you’d never experienced before.
“you were well worth the wait,” the fiend gasped against you, “but you should have known…” he took a deep, shuddering inhale, “… that once I got a taste…” a nip at your thigh, “that I’d want to completely devour you.”
a broken cry replaced your moans as fear mixed with pleasure at the exact moment his teeth sunk into your thigh.
the door swung open.
panting, you froze, all color draining from your face as you locked eyes with brother zayne across the room. his face was also frozen in shock, hazel eyes darting between your face and the devilish one between your thighs.
sylus appeared entirely unaffected by the intrusion, a wicked smile curling on his lips as he yanked you closer. a mortified yelp flew from your lips as your hands flew down in attempt to cover yourself.
“brother,” the fiend drawled, “how kind of you to join us.”
zayne’s eyes widened, his gaze sweeping frantically over sylus’s face as if he had found the answer to a long-lost question.
sylus dragged his lips seductively along your thigh, crimson eyes fixed on zayne’s the entire time he spoke.
“I was hoping you’d come and find me… why don’t you come closer, zayne?”
a war of piety and lust churned within the depths of the brother’s eyes at the summon, his knuckles turning white from how tightly he gripped the door handle.
your cry of pleasure caught his attention.
“broth- hnngh! -er… h-help me- ahhh,” your face contorted with pleasure and pleading as sylus’s fingers suddenly pressed into you, his heavy-lidded gaze fixed on zayne as he worked slowly and steadily into you.
the door flew shut. but zayne’s footsteps grew closer.
before you knew it, zayne’s hand landed on the back of the fiend’s head, yanking him away from you. he angled sylus’s head back against his stomach with a harsh tug.
“what are you doing here, fiend?”
something about how he was handling the devil stirred something in you.
sylus let out a laugh, thick with amusement, as he rose.
“not even addressing me by name? you must be very upset with me, zayne…”
confusion clouded your thoughts as sylus stepped closer to the brother and ran a hand down his chest with familiarity.
“you know that I am,” zayne snapped, snatching sylus’s hand and throwing it down, “now tell me why you’re here.”
sylus made a show of dragging his eyes over your sinfully sprawled out body before turning back to zayne with a troublesome smile on his face.
“isn’t it obvious? I’m hungry.”
and then zayne was shoving sylus back, a hand lifting to wrap around his neck.
“then get away from her,” he growled while his gaze dropped briefly to sylus’s mouth, “your deal is with me.”
zayne’s voice shook with rage, but the fiend remained unaffected. instead, he quirked a brow in defiance, leaning into the hand against his throat and forcing the other man into a backward walk.
“then you shouldn’t have pushed me away with all of your foolish prayers…” sylus hummed, crowding zayne’s space until the backs of his thighs hit the bed.
the fiend dipped his head slowly and dragged his nose along zayne’s jawline, causing a crack in his composure. the brother let out a shaky breath, his eyelids fluttering momentarily before he fisted the silky material of sylus’s shirt.
“… I know you still need me, zayne,” he said the brother’s name in a whisper.
the air pulsed thickly with tension, the sound of labored breathing filling the room.
“leave her out of this,” zayne finally spoke through gritted teeth.
sylus produced a sound that was between a scoff and a laugh before pushing the man onto the bed.
your senses were suddenly overwhelmed by zayne, the sweet scent of him filling your nostrils and his strong body trapping you against the mattress.
it was true that you had dreamed of being this close to him on multiple occasions, but you learned to bury those feelings and banish those forbidden images from your mind for the sake your holy commitment a long time ago.
but it was hard to ignore the returning rush of those feelings, especially as his muscular body pressed further against yours, his arms coming to rest protectively on either side of your hips as sylus dropped to the bed and prowled over the both of you.
“I’m afraid it’s too late for that…” the fiend’s grin was insidious, his crimson eyes flaring with unholy fire before grabbing ahold of zayne’s robe and tearing.
the sound of fabric ripping and the brother’s gasp filled your ears as your eyes screwed shut, fear and unbidden arousal churning within you.
“look at her.”
your eyes flew open as sylus gripped your face fiercely and forced it down, your gaze colliding with zayne’s. it stole your breath- your mouth hovering this close to his, your breaths tangling as you searched each other’s eyes.
“she needs me-“ sylus growled, moving your face back and forth to display your unnaturally heated state to the brother.
“-and you know that, zayne. don’t you recognize the signs?”
the brother’s eyes darkened as he took in your disheveled state. your skin was hot to the touch, a slight sheen forming along it. your pupils were fully dilated, as if in a trance, and your chest heaved with uneven breaths. you were trembling with the dark energy that pulsed through you.
you were trapped.
“and now, because of both of your beautiful, selfish, shared desires… I’m going to devour you. together.”
sylus’s voice dripped with mockery as the hunger in his eyes flared, his face hovering closely between you and the brother.
you shrieked as the remaining clothes on all three of your bodies were eviscerated in a haze of red-black mist.
“… and after that? I’m going to take you back to the underworld to be my eternal feast.”
the next moment, he was sinking his elongated teeth into the meat of zayne’s neck, relishing in the gasp of pain and pleasure he elicited from him. a deep, animalistic groan tore from the fiend’s throat as he rolled his hips against zayne’s.
the motion created searing friction and pressure between all three of your naked bodies, which became slick with sweat from every roll of sylus’s hips.
you could barely breathe, but the weight of them rolling against your parted legs had your head spinning, core throbbing, desperate for some sort of release.
all of a sudden, zayne’s hand was threaded in the silver locks of the fiend’s hair, pulling his face to his. their lips crashed together in a filthy kiss, tongues and teeth clashing against each other as they panted and moaned into each other’s mouths.
that’s when you noticed.
one of zayne’s hands had remained back, digging into your thigh. but now, you realized, he distracted the fiend while his fingers began to trace intricate patters along your leg.
sigils.
your eyes widened a fraction as his plan began to dawn on you, a minuscule amount of hope breaking through the lustful spell.
you could destroy the fiend. together.
“while I did miss the taste of you, my darling, zayne…” sylus’s deep voice drew your attention as he rose to his knees, wiping from his lips what you realized was saliva and a trace of zayne’s blood.
“… I came for her first.”
and then you were weightless, mist wrapping around both you and zayne and shuffling your positions as you tried to grasp each other to stop it.
you landed with your back against zayne’s solid chest, sylus towering over you as he smirked down with malicious intent.
“won’t you be a dear and hold her for me, brother?”
with a flick of his wrist, mist flew to encircle zayne’s wrists, forcing them to slide down over your thighs and spread them open.
“zayne,” you choked on his name, your skin so flushed and oversensitive that the slightest touch had you squirming in his grasp.
then your wrists were flying upward and back, mist binding them around zayne’s neck. your weak attempt at breaking free amounted to nothing more than your back arching upward, closer to the fiend.
when you turned your head toward zayne, you could identify flickers of concern and determination across his face. through a hazy expression, his dark brows furrowed as he attempted to pull away from you.
“ah-ah-ah,” sylus tutted, finally leaning down and enveloping you completely. he curled his fingers around zayne’s chin, the two hovering over your shoulder.
“I’m not an enemy…” he mumbled against zayne’s lips, and you felt zayne’s muscles straining as he tried to move, “I’m the one finally giving you what you’ve always desired…”
crimson eyes dropped to you, sylus’s hand seizing your face in such a way that your lips parted for him. his tongue slithered past them, coaxing so deep you could feel it in your throat.
then he pulled back, leaving you breathless.
you had to blink, your vision hazy with lust as your eyes wandered to take in the sight of him.
he had to be one of hell’s finest.
he was simultaneously foreboding and so perfectly sculpted, all striking angles and powerful muscles. when your eyes finally dropped to the place between his thighs, you started sweating.
“no… p-please…” you begged, trying your best to shuffle back as the fiend loomed toward you.
your chest heaved as you felt the massive length him press against your entrance, proding as he chuckled softly into your ear.
“but beloved…” he offered with false tenderness, one of his large hands gliding over your stomach to palm at your breast.
a moan slipped past your gritted teeth when he started tracing teasing circles around your nipple. your fingers dug into zayne’s hair, the only place you had any purchase, and a quiet gasp sounded from him as he dug his fingers harder against your thighs in return.
“… I promised you would be satisfied.”
the whisper was the only warning you received before sylus’s hips pressed forward, sinking into you with a slow, agonizing stretch.
your head flew back against zayne’s chest as you cried out, nails digging into his neck while your core burned from the stretch.
sylus rolled his hips with a torturous slowness, moving until you were wrapped around every impossible inch of him.
you were on the brink of screaming when the mist surrounding zayne’s wrists weakened and his hands immediately moved to rest on your hips.
then they started wandering, sylus’s mist guiding them to explore the soft curves of your body.
“I can’t-“ zayne’s face fell to your shoulder, panting as he fought to maintain composure, “-can’t s-stop….”
“she feels so exquisite,” sylus told zayne through a roughened voice, “that I- hah- wanted to share.”
and then his hands snaked around your thighs, pulling your legs to wrap around his waist.
“sy- ahh!- sssy- lus…” you choked as his rolling hips began thrusting, the angle allowing him to drive deep enough to batter your cervix.
he groaned into the hot, silken skin of your neck as he moved, his fingers sliding and groping along your legs, hips, and backside. your skin burned with every passing touch, your very core burning like he was branding you from the inside out.
at his increased pace of movement, you found yourself crushed harder against zayne, who’s hands had taken solace along your breasts. he kneaded the soft flesh with reverence, rolled your nipples between his fingers as his own hips bucked, the hardness of him grinding into your back.
even in his state of arousal, you realized the soft words he uttered weren’t merely sweet nothings, but prayers being murmured into your skin. your fingers curled at his neck, an attempt to return the favor and trace sigils along his skin… but you didn’t get the chance.
sylus’s teeth found your lower lip, biting until he drew blood. you winced and moaned at the pain, but he bit harder, sucking and then lapping at the red droplets that surfaced.
he licked his lips and then growled, the mist dispersing rapidly at the same moment his large hands sunk into your hips and lifted you.
it was like you were feather-light, the way he lifted and spun you so that your back was flush to his hard chest, his muscular arm holding you in place. the stinging, stretching sensation returned, and your hands flew back to grasp whatever part of him you could reach.
“sylus!” you cried as he sunk you down onto his length, your gasps and groans growing louder. they dissolved into a choking sob once your backside was fully seated against his pelvis.
you were already stretched to your limit, so full that you could barely breathe. and then he started moving.
your teeth sunk into the thick forearm that held you upright against him, stifling your broken moan. never in your life had you dreamed of such wanton sensations, the visions sylus had fed you paling in comparison to the addictive sensations you were drowning in now.
when you managed to refocus your gaze, you realized the entirety of the mist that had entrapped you was now binding zayne, his wrists bound above his head and his ankles bound together.
a new addition, however, was a band of mist that wrapped around his mouth, muffling and gagging him as he watched. his eyes were half-lidded, his chest heaving as he watched from a distance, his hips shifting in a fruitless attempt to find friction.
a low, wicked laugh rumbled from sylus’s chest as he thrusted slowly into you, drawing back fully so you could feel every vein and ridge of him each time he hit deeper.
“where are your gods now?” he taunted, the force of his thrusts becoming brutal. then his scorching lips met your neck, the scrape of elongated teeth startling you before they punctured skin and he sucked.
your attempt to scream was quickly stopped.
one of his large hands came up to crush your throat while the other wrapped low around your hip to hold you against him as he feasted.
sylus kissed, lapped, and sucked at the wound on your neck, releasing the most sinful moans you’d ever heard. loathing surfaced in the pool of your present emotions as you processed how your body betrayed you, the pleasure burning in your core with every one of his touches.
the large hand that was slung low on your hip slid lower, deft fingers sliding through your parted folds and dragging in circles.
“can your gods give you this?” he punctuated the last word with a particularly harsh thrust of his hips, and your body shattered.
you screamed as you came, intense pleasure sweeping through every inch of your body. sylus groaned, arms crushing you against him as he exploded inside of you.
“tell me,” his molten tongue licked at the blood on your neck while his hips continued to move, “are you satisfied, now?”
your body trembled, your combined arousals dripping down your thighs as you clung to him to remain upward. all you could manage in response was a weak “yes” before he released his grip and you toppled to the bed, panting.
sylus’s dark laugh echoed from behind you, your stomach coiling with dread at the sound.
“how precious…” he mocked, and then you were struggling against tendrils of black and red again, this time being rotated and pinned onto your back.
“… because my appetite has only been whetted.”
brother zayne now hovered above you, his hazel eyes wide with shock.
“besides,” the large, otherworldly shadow of sylus’s figure loomed over zayne’s shoulder as he moved closer, his voice low as he added, “I’ve dearly missed my lover.”
your eyes snapped to zayne’s, and that’s when you realized that his had softened marginally. your brow furrowed in confusion, and he lifted a hand to brush a lock of hair from your face with heartbreaking gentleness. then he discretely traced a sigil along the side of your neck.
a warm feeling pulsed in your chest, and you brought your hand up to cup the side of his face. the corner of zayne’s mouth tilted into the subtlest of smiles. but it was was only for a moment, because enormous arms came down to cage you both together as blazing eyes surfaced from over his shoulder.
“did you know that your desire for each other is what drew me here in the first place?” sylus laughed into zayne’s neck as his hand wrapped around to dig into zayne’s chest.
zayne grimaced, a discontented moan escaping him as the fiend’s hand traveled lower. his face flared with heat against your palm the moment sylus made contact with him, his eyes screwing shut.
“how tragic that the only way either of you will ever find satisfaction again is through me.”
you and zayne gasped in unison as sylus’s mist tugged at your hands and maneuvered them to rest low around zayne’s hips, spreading him wide.
“you should have left her out of this,” zayne gritted as sylus’s hand groped his backside.
“but I wouldn’t have met her if it wasn’t for you, dearest,” sylus hummed into zayne’s shoulder as he began pressing two thick fingers against his tight ring of muscle.
zayne choked on a moan as sylus’s fingers plunged deep into his hole.
“it’s been too long, hasn’t it?” sylus breathed against the shell of zayne’s ear, his fingers twisting and pumping as he ground his surfacing erection against the back of zayne’s thigh.
sylus’s laugh was low and terrifying as his other hand trailed along zayne’s straining arousal, his long fingers teasing his leaking tip while they still hovered over you.
“bend.”
“I-I am-“
“lower.”
this time, the fiend’s sultry command was accompanied by force. zayne’s chest met yours as sylus’s hand pressed his spine down and then reached around to tug his hips higher.
a rush of shameful arousal flooded your senses, the sight of the two men too much to process… especially as your fingers dug into zayne, causing him to arch back towards sylus’s ministrations.
your mind reeled with visions of being trapped in this spell cycle forever- endlessly giving your pleasure and lifeblood to a fiend and his lover.
would it really be so terrible to live all your days in tantalizing bliss?
zayne’s shuddering cry brought you back to your somber reality.
blood trickled from his shoulder, where the fiend’s mouth was now attached, an obscene sucking sound echoing through the room as he continued to edge zayne mercilessly.
sylus’s name tore from zayne’s lips, finally catching the fiend’s attention long enough for him to pull back and chuckle greedily.
“shhhh, I know what you need…” his deep voice rang in your ears as he spoke to zayne, aligning his thick length with his entrance.
zayne’s hands fisted into the blankets as sylus sunk into him inch by inch, whimpers catching in his throat as he endured the intrusion.
your hands were released when sylus’s hips collided with zayne’s. throaty, drawn out moans sounded from both of them as they adjusted to the shape of each other.
an entirely forbidden curse escaped brother zayne’s lips when sylus started moving, sparking something deep in your core.
but just as soon as sylus had started moving, he stopped, taking zayne’s painfully flushed cock in his hand and pushing his hips downward. at the very same moment, mist twirled around your legs, pressing your knees upward to meet your shoulders. your body trembled, hand flying to your mouth to stifle a sound as sylus lined up zayne to your slick, aching entrance.
“aren’t you thrilled to finally be together?” sylus jeered as he rocked his hips, causing zayne to sink into you.
the breath flew from your lungs as you were crushed and claimed completely, their hips beginning to roll in tandem.
a deep flush overtook zayne, sweeping from his head to his chest as sweat beaded at his brow from the sudden the duality of sensations. the sounds that began to fall from his lips became entirely distracting, your fascination with him increasing as you beheld him in ecstasy.
he was breathtaking. dark hair clung to his forehead, sculpted muscles gleamed from exertion, hazel eyes were alight with bliss.
your hands gravitated to him of their own accord, tracing up his arms until your fingers threaded into his thick hair.
zayne gasped, his eyes catching on your lips for a heated moment before dragging up to meet yours.
pleasure was already coursing through your body, but something about the way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine.
the fiend must have noticed the moment you were sharing, because he shoved his hips harder and let out a coarse laugh when your body arched up into to zayne’s.
sylus bent over and pressed the three of you deliciously closer, his chin hooking over zayne’s shoulder.
“the both of you are so beautiful together…”
his large hand slipped between your bodies, pressing low to bring your attention to the slight bulge in your stomach that was caused by the depth of their weighted thrusts.
“it’sss- hnngh- too much…” you whined, tugging at his wrist on your stomach to relieve the added pressure.
he beamed, soaking in the pleasure he was wringing from both of you, and slid his hand lower. long fingers glided around the hot, dripping place where you and zayne were joined, then came up and hooked into zayne’s parted lips.
this drew a startled sound from zayne, especially when sylus forced his fingers deeper.
“your entwined desire tastes absolutely divine…” sylus hummed while licking the sweat from zayne’s neck, “don’t you agree?”
essence was suddenly being smeared across your mouth, your lips pried open as sylus forced those same fingers onto your tongue. you nearly gagged, tears slipping from the corners of your eyes as you tasted the evidence of your sins.
your head was clouded and you were drowning in sensations…
but you were determined to refocus on the task at hand.
you looked to zayne.
his chest was heaving. his arms were trembling. his mouth dropped open as sylus pounded relentlessly deep into a spot that he’d learned was forbidden for a man’s pleasure.
grabbing zayne’s face, you surged upward, crushing your lips to his in a desperate kiss.
he sighed, melting into you, and you felt your mind slowly floating back to your body.
delicately, you began tracing all the sigils and symbols you knew down the front of his firm chest, not wanting to waste a single moment when you felt his abs tensing, no doubt an attempt to keep his pleasure at bay.
frantically, you tore your lips from his, moving to mutter prayers into the expanse of his chest.
you knew the gods had no reason to listen to patrons who had willingly agreed to defile themselves (and with a demon, no less.)
but you prayed anyway.
zayne’s hand dug into your hair as he battled his restraint- a battle he was evidentially losing, based on the way you
could feel his hips slowing and his cock pulsing within you.
nevertheless, he pressed featherlight kisses into the crook of your neck, lips moving in breathy prayers that he knew only you could feel.
something like relief shone in his eyes when you finally met his. he then surprised you by stooping to kiss you in a way that made you feel cherished, his hand sliding from your hair to cradle your face.
but the cacophony of pleasure was imminent.
“can your gods satisfy you like I do?” the fiend taunted with a voice that rumbled through you.
zayne’s body went taut with a sharp moan, muscles clenching around sylus at the same moment he spurted into you, pulsing and spilling more with each snap of sylus’s hips.
your core spasmed and fluttered as you ascended, the overstimulation bringing your climax in waves that made you sob.
sylus buried his face into zayne’s shoulder and his cock deep into zayne’s entrance, an otherworldly amount of fluids gushing and dripping down zayne’s thighs as he found release.
everything felt heavy, hot, and sticky. your head spun endlessly, and when you looked to zayne, he was shaking, barely able to hold himself from collapsing on top of you.
sylus hummed against zayne’s neck and let out a breathless laugh.
“maybe I have you to thank, brother zayne, for inadvertently leading me to your beautiful seductress…”
he reached down to dig his fingers into your hip.
“… she’s delectable.”
your eyes slid to zayne’s.
fury churned in those orbs of deep green, and you noted how his mouth pressed into a firm line when he signaled you with a subtle nod of his chin.
your hand stretched forward, a lust-addled expression on your face as you beckoned for sylus to move closer.
his insatiable eyes lit up, his lips lowering to kiss and nip at your hand before allowing you to trace your fingers along his bloodstained lips. delicately, they dragged downward. you felt a contented hum vibrate in his throat before you pulled away.
finally, the fiend withdrew himself.
zayne collapsed, barely removed from you, his legs still tangled with yours when you rolled onto your side to examine him.
you glanced nervously at sylus, who was wiping the blood from his lips with the back of his hand.
then he snapped his fingers.
dangerous mist converged in a circling pattern behind his towering figure, crackling with energy that began drawing you to it.
“and now begins our eternity together, my loves,” sylus extended a hand as he drew nearer, the mist beginning to gather you to him, “are you ready?”
quickly, you threaded your fingers with zayne’s.
he raised your entwined hands together, panting, and brushed a kiss to your knuckles before you both chanted the final line to the prayer and thrusted your joined hands against sylus’s chest.
zayne’s gaze locked with the fiend’s as the sigils you had drawn on each other with sweat and blood began glowing faintly on your skin.
“never.”
the sigils you had secretly traced on sylus’s neck moments ago became blinding.
his eyes widened in horror.
and then he was screaming.
mist thrashed around him as he fell to his knees, clawing at the holy mark that was searing his skin.
with a resounding boom, he combusted, a pile of ash and glowing embers in his wake.
you and zayne clung to each other as a rattling wind tore through the room, scattering the ashes until they were gone.
when everything settled, the fiend was gone.
trembling, you released each other, relief and shame crashing over you in an instant.
you both pulled at the blankets to reclaim some form of modesty while you moved into an upright position and sat in silence.
tears lined your eyes as you processed the weight of everything that had transpired that evening, causing you to clutch the blanket tighter in shame.
“I’m such a fool…” your voice was feeble as you squeezed your eyes shut.
you could feel his gentle gaze turn to you.
“we both were.”
you opened your eyes, astounded by the compassion you found when you looked into his.
“this whole time… you knew him…”
a look of deep regret flashed across his face as he nodded.
“I unknowingly bound myself to him a long time ago… just as you did, tonight. I apologize for being unable to save you from him sooner.”
warmth enveloped your free hand as he brought his to envelop it.
“but we’re free now.”
you offered him a weak smile, which he returned.
“I’m sure someone will discover what we’ve done… the gods- we could be punished.”
“or,” a flush appeared on his face, “we could leave… together.”
your eyes flew wide open.
his fingers came up to tenderly caress your cheek.
“… I’ve been thinking about it for some time now.”
that same warmth from earlier bloomed in your chest, a sliver of sunshine in the dark cloud of your emotions.
you leaned in to kiss him of your own accord, smiling when he kissed you back.
and you realized that this was what it meant to feel satisfied.
mc has to move into a frat house with all the lis after dorm shenanigans. big sitcom vibes but with mc being passed around like a communal pocket pussy by the end of the semester.
staring
𓂃𓍯 gamer!xavier - who’s only alive from the hours of 11pm to 6 maybe 7am. he does alter his sleep schedule for parties, . his only signs of life are the meme’s he posts in the house chat and the tiktok’s he’s sent. no one knows what his major is or if he’s passing or failing.
𓂃𓍯 scholarship!zayne - this man is the reason the house is functioning. he makes sure all the bills are paid on time (with raph’s credit card) and the groceries are bought (..with raph’s credit card.) nursing major, keeps all of his textbooks scattered on the dining room table.
𓂃𓍯 nepobaby!rafayel - boy waves around mommy’s credit card like he’s the baddest bitch alive but screams like a small child anytime there is a tiny spider. sabrina carpenter wrote man child about him, he has the voicemail to prove it. arts major, loves to paint in the living room in his ocean themed boxers and matching silky, skimpy robe. at any time of the day.. or night..
𓂃𓍯 fuckboy!sylus - can get you whatever you want. yes the administration knows he’s dealing, but he ‘talked’ to the dean about it. she said she’d look the other way 👀. he is somehow passing all of his classes but no one’s ever seen him go to class?? business major, absolutely no one is surprised and they change his name to finance hoe in the group chat immediately.
𓂃𓍯 himbo!caleb - wakes up every day at 4am just to go for a jog and likes it. he actually just likes the peace and quiet of being able to jog shirtless and not have sorority girls falling all over him. when he comes home he makes everyone breakfast fresh out of the shower with his towel around his waist and and apron helping hold it up. aerospace engineering major on a sports scholarship.. he doesn’t understand why no one believes him when he says he’s aiming to be valedictorian.
and finally
𓂃𓍯 mc!!! - this poor girl just wanted somewhere to sleep, to get her degree and move on with her life. now she’s stuck living in a household full of walking distractions who all seam hell bent on making studying peacefully incredibly hard.
𓍯ོ and with all that, i humbly present to you all with this fucking thing 𓍯ོ
imagine the first morning after arriving. one of those nights where sleep just doesn’t come and all you can do is stare at your ceiling until the orange hints of a new dawns light being to flicker through your drawn blinds. your room is half unpacked, the necessities pulled out and scattered across the space in the chaos of the move. you’re alarm clock on your box covered desk reads nearing six am, but a clatter from down in the kitchen had you pushing yourself up and grabbing the nearest and cleanest hoodie before jogging down the stairs and stumbling upon.. a scene to say the least.
caleb standing over the stove with a baking sheet covered in bacon, a wearing a white lacy apron with delicate apples embroidered along the edges. the apron’s tightly tied lace ribbon holding up the towel draped around his waist almost moments away from falling off. he’s bouncing around the kitchen preparing an absolute feast, refilling coffee’s and flipping pancakes while half naked and inching closer and closer to exposing his perfectly sculpted body in its entirety to their home.
rafayel is strewn across the entire length of the booth style seating of the breakfast nook in nothing more than a baby blue sheer floor length robe with white plush feathers lining the length and wrists and a pair of silky skintight briefs adorned with iridescent bubble patterns. his hands are covered in paint and he’a groaning about how inspiration just hasn’t stuck him, that he’s absolutely, positively dying of hunger and what’s taking caleb so long (caleb keeps telling him it’ll be five more minutes.)
xavier is sat across from rafayel, playing on some handheld gaming device and not paying attention to any of the chaos around them. his hands are moving deftly on the controls, taking a break to grab his can of some bright colored energy drink. he’s dressed in loose pastel purple, blue and yellow star boxers and a dark grey hoodie. the hood is drawn but it’s clear his hair is unbrushed, like he hasn’t left the sanctuary of the house in weeks.
zayne’s hunched over the table, his hair completely array and still dressed in the same white tank top and navy blue sweatpants you’d seen him wearing the night before. he looks like he hasn’t slept, his notes and textbooks taking up the entirety of the dining room table while he leans over it like the high ground will give him the advantage over his studying. his palms are pressed flat against some notes and texts he’s deemed are unimportant to his overall goal, his muscles unconsciously flexing— from stress of from an effort to keep his sleep deprived mind awake you cannot tell.
sylus is lounging across the couch in the living room, dressed only in a pair of loose black pajama pants that look like they could pay for your student loans in their entirety. he’s ‘asleep’ with one arm draped over his eyes like he and his perfectly sculpted chest aren’t the perfect inspiration that rafayel has been stating to lack.
and there you stand, in the middle of it all, suddenly very aware of the living situation you signed up for. especially when a wrong turn to great you causes caleb’s towel to catch on a half open drawer, leaving you with a much clearer image of the situation.
hehehe, i love the idea of the poly!ladsxreader, and i think this au makes it silly and goofy and fun. i hope you enjoyed this product from my brain lovlies🥰😚💕 edit - i will be rewriting this to include valko, so when i repost it act like it’s new pls and thx 💕
⁀➴☕︎ | your boyfriends sylus and zayne make up by making out on your pussy
It was difficult to believe they'd been arguing just two minutes prior.
But now, with your shorts hanging off an ankle and your legs spread wide apart, Zayne's right there. Licking a long, languid and very loud stripe against your weeping cunt, loving the way she flutters at his attention.
Zayne's focus on your pussy goes for a toss when the lips on his neck bite down with the intention to break skin before they're soothing the sting with their tongue.
"Once I'm done with her" Zayne pulls back to say, glaring over his shoulder "I'm going to come over there and kill you"
Sylus laughs, moving past Zayne and replacing his lips over your neglected cunt "Then we should make sure she has a good one, hm?" Suctioning his lips against your entrance before releasing with a pop, the squelching sound is obscene as you heave "Fuck, sweetie. Eager?"
You're nodding, whimpering as Sylus plunges his tongue in deep, curving it just right and making you buck. Both men watch with satisfaction as you squirm under their grip, unable to move away but loving the feel of being held down.
Zayne's kissing along your inner thighs, nipping and biting at the skin. The love bites bloom against your skin as he holds one quivering leg down while Sylus digs his entire face into your pussy, nose bumping against your clit.
You've got one hand in Sylus' silver locks, holding him in place while the other kneads your breast, sobbing at the way his tongue brushes against that sweet spot inside. Zayne has decided to divvy up his attention between both his lovers, lips tracing against Sylus' neck, kissing his jaw and chin before licking your slick spread over his cheeks off him.
Sylus pauses, turning his head to meet Zayne halfway, letting him suck on his tongue to taste you off him. He's got his hand in Zayne's hair, gripping the lush locks and pulling him closer, groaning into his mouth as Zayne massages his thigh, rubbing not-so-innocent circles a little too close to where Sylus wanted his hands.
"Filthy doctor" He's mumbling as Zayne pulls his lower lip between his teeth, tempting him with those glacial greens.
"Slutty mobster" Zayne shoots back, biting down on Sylus' lip before diving into your pussy now that the other man was successfully distracted.
You loved watching your boyfriends' foreplay. They could tell the other they hated their face while jerking themselves off to it. Or call someone every name under the sun even while they bent the other one over their desk. That wasn't to say they didn't manage to get you caught up between them everytime.
"You're so fucking lucky I love you" Sylus purrs, undeterred as he joins Zayne, kitten licking against your folds as you cry out.
Zayne lets go of your clit with a pop, turning those enticing emerald orbs towards his lover "You love me?" He looks at you where you're watching with some amusement "That's the first I've heard of this"
Sylus also grabs your eye from where he looks unimpressed at Zayne jesting "He thinks he's funny"
"As a matter of fact-"
"I think you should shut up"
"Make me-" Zayne never gets to complete what he's saying, not with Sylus trapping your pussy lips between the both of them and kissing Zayne over it.
He's moaning embarrassingly loud as he kisses Sylus around it, sucking on your folds that are trapped between their hot mouths. Tongues running over each other, the sounds obscene as they exchange saliva, taking turns to press down on your skin, gently nipping and pulling it between their teeth. They've got your thighs quivering, making you struggle for every breath as your eyes roll to the back of your head.
Zayne's the first to pull back, severing the connection between their mouth as his feverishly hot tongue strokes your clit, lapping at it before drawing it into his mouth. They're holding your trembling body down, fingers leaving marks into your skin from how hard they grip it. Sylus has his tongue inside you before you can recover from that, curving it just right and hollowing out his cheeks as he sucks your juices. He licks a lewd stripe up to where Zayne is toying with your nub before they capture it between their tongues, teasing you but more importantly, each other as you cry out in ecstasy.
"You taste fucking heavenly" Sylus is groaning, clearly out of breath when Zayne pulls back, grabbing a handful of your breast and massaging it with care and adoration "Both of you"
Removing his glasses that had been sitting askew on his face and drenched in your juices, Zayne is smirking as he pulls Sylus in for another frenzied kiss "She always does"
Zayne's got his fingers replacing where Sylus had just been, splitting you open for him again. Pulling back, the silver-haired man goes in for the kill, licking over his lover's fingers before he dives in, the debauched sounds filling the room as they push your legs wider apart. Zayne's joining Sylus and their tongues fight to be inside you at the same time before making up with your clit caught between them. The fluttering nub can barely handle the assault, you're none the wiser as you grab fistfuls of their hair. Not sure if it was to pull them apart or keep them there.
Your pussy is gushing and they suckle every drop between them, licking against your heated skin like it's their lifeline. You're so far gone you don't know which is which with one circling your pearly nub while the other laps at your folds, the squelching sounds mixed with your whimpers as you feel yourself climbing that high, the knot in your belly tightening to the point of pain. They swap your juices and saliva, open mouthed and downright carnal, groaning and feral at the sounds they're getting out of you as you weep in overstimulation.
Zayne flicks a glance at you, teary-eyed and dazed, mouth parched and body writhing "You're doing so good, baby. Isn't she, Sy?"
His agreement is hummed straight into your sopping cunt, making you buck your hips into his face. They each capture one of your lower lips between theirs and suck, the cool air hitting your most intimate spot and making you shudder.
When their lips lock above yours again, you're a goner as the knot in your stomach snaps and your orgasm washes over you with a vengeance, broken whimpers and sobs escaping you as the shockwaves from the climax leaves your entire body trembling.
Your boyfriends are too busy laving up every last drop of your release, tongues entangling with each other and sucking your taste off one other. Ragged moans caught between them, hands groping against pieces of clothing and digging in too deep into your thighs to the point of leaving behind indents.
Chins glistening with the remnants of your juices, they turn their gazes towards where you're still recovering from that high, delirious and euphoric. Sylus holds your gaze as he leans in to clean you off Zayne's face, fingers wrapped around his throat to hold him in place.
Your boyfriends know that watching them is enough to turn you on as Zayne turns his face, capturing Sylus' lips and taking a sweet, long pull. Icy emerald orbs glint in the low lighting as they notice the fluttering of your pussy, both from the aftermath of the mind-blowing orgasm they'd pulled out of you and for what was coming next.
Unclasping your bra, you slide off the sofa and join them on the floor, one hand on each of their thighs, rubbing innocent circles as you look at them from beneath your lashes.
summary: the part of the game where you make out with all of the LADS guys (and maybe even end up in a threesome.)
tags: LADS, LADS x (fem!)reader, poly!lads, kinda main five x reader??, a little snowcrow x reader action
content warnings: 18+ MDNI, no actual smut but very steamy, kissing multiple partners, BOYS KISSING 👀, eventual implied sex
word count: 4.5k (you’re welcome)
note: thank you for all the support on this series! i hope the final part doesn’t disappoint! 🫶
part 1 part 2
“time to pay up, kitten.”
sylus was a beautiful, intimidating vision as he leaned over the back of your loveseat. his unbuttoned shirt hung over his exposed physique, sleeves rolled up to reveal his muscular forearms as he looked at you with an expectant gleam in his eyes.
but you weren’t scared of him.
in fact, you were feeling excited as your scandalous game came to an end. you had managed to secure makeout sessions with three out of five of your gorgeous love interests in one night.
sylus was right about one thing… you were greedy.
“last minute change of terms!” you announced as you shot a mischievous smile in his direction.
“you’ve got to be kidding me,” caleb suddenly looked nervous again.
you let out a hearty laugh.
“don’t worry, nobody has to kiss anyone they don’t want to…” you clarified as you turned to tara, who was looking at you with a curious expression.
“… I’ve decided everyone gets a prize for playing.”
you heard zayne huff from across the room.
“doesn’t that defeat the purpose of the game?” he rolled up the sleeves of his thrown-on, half open shirt.
“you boys should have thought of that before you decided to conspire against me,” you offered your sweetest smile, then turned back to your best friend.
“alright! a kiss for tara,” you threw your arms around her in a hug as you planted a kiss on her cheek.
“aww, come on!” she giggled, “don’t I get a real one as a token of appreciation?”
without skipping a beat, you moved your hands to cup her face, pressing your soft lips firmly against hers.
“a sign of my gratitude,” you winked, making a mental note to ask her what lipgloss she wore later (it tasted so good.)
“a kiss for xavier,” you walked over and plopped next to him on the couch, taking his face between your hands. his blue eyes sparkled, and you smiled as he leaned into your touch. gently, you pulled his face to yours, and your lips met in a perfectly sweet kiss. he tasted like starshine, sweet dreams, and a little like the instant noodles he probably had earlier. you felt him smiling when you pulled back a moment later, his eyes now twinkling with affection.
“thanks,” he said softly.
“it’s only fair,” you pinched his cheek before turning to the artist on your other side.
“a kiss for raf-“
“hey now, I think I’m entitled to a little more than that,” he nodded between you and xavier as you slid closer to him.
gracefully, you draped one arm around his neck. the other hand came up to press a finger to his soft lips, causing his eyes to widen.
“of course,” you cooed, “I have to show my appreciation for that wonderful show you and caleb put on for me…” your finger trailed down from his lips and along his chest before joining the others around his neck.
when you leaned in, you took a moment to savor the feeling of his racing pulse beneath your palms before slowly pressing your lips to his. his arms surged to wrap around your waist the instant your lips met, enveloping you in his warmth. your breathing quickened, fingers sliding into his hair as your mouths moved slowly. teasingly, your tongue danced along the edge of his mouth.
but that only lasted a moment, as he immediately reacted by parting his lips and stroking your tongue with his. he tasted like sea salt and something smoldering… and also a little bit like the fruity snack he had been munching before the game started. it was fascinating and conflicting, just like him.
your hands smoothed their way down his torso before landing solidly on his chest and creating distance with a light push.
he gasped in surprise, blinking at you with colorful eyes blown wide. then he reached for you again.
“uh-uh!” your finger intercepted his lips while a cheeky smile lit your face.
“b-but…” he pouted against your finger.
“it’s the winner’s turn,” you nodded your head in caleb’s direction before removing your finger.
but taking in his adorable, ravished state did something to tug at your heartstrings, so you leaned forward to kiss the tip of his nose.
“thanks for playing tonight, raf.”
his warm smile mirrored yours.
“anytime, cutie,” he winked… then deadpanned, “seriously, I mean that.”
after laughing and patting his cheek, you turned in caleb’s direction, a sheepish smile on your face.
“well, gege?” you patted the empty spot on the sofa now that rafayel had shuffled over to xavier’s side.
caleb cleared his throat, shaking his head and stretching his neck like he was warming up for an exercise.
“perhaps caleb intends to skip his turn?” zayne goaded.
“like hell,” he finally responded, striding toward you with purpose.
you stifled a giggle, admiring the determined yet bashful look on his face as he positioned himself next to you.
“hey, raf?” he angled toward the artist next to him, “you’re gonna wanna scoot over. we’ll need some more space.”
something in his tone sent a tingling sensation down your spine.
rafayel snickered and slid closer to xavier while sylus made an impressed whistling sound from across the room.
when caleb turned back to you, both hands came up to cup your face with surprising gentleness. your heart skipped a beat when he said, “and now, a kiss for caleb.”
but he didn’t kiss you immediately.
no, he brought his lips so close that you felt his breath mingle with yours, your eyelids fluttering shut from the nearness… and then he froze.
confused, you opened your eyes. you found deep amethyst ones tracing and memorizing every intimate detail of your face, like he’d never be allowed this close to you again. it was heart warming- how he savored the moment.
smiling, you closed the gap.
he sighed against your lips instantly, drawing a similar sound from you. it was almost too easy… the way you began to melt into each other. desperately wanting to feel more of you, his fingers slunk back into your hair, pulling you closer, while yours fisted into his shirt. caleb’s lips were persistent in their pursuit of you, pressing and moving as if he’d practiced for this very moment (he had, zayne could attest.)
and then you were falling, your back hitting the couch’s arm as he leaned over you.
the adoring look in his eyes shifted to something darker as he let out a breathy laugh, and you felt your stomach flip at the change in his demeanor. unhurried, his darkened gaze swept over you, pupils blowing wide and breathing becoming shallow before he finally lowered his lips to yours.
“ready to see how a winner kisses, pips?” he breathed against your mouth before capturing your lower lip between his teeth and sucking.
you let out a surprised gasp, followed by small whimper when his tongue swept into your mouth and thoroughly explored it. he tasted warm and sweet, like something familiar, but with a tinge of sour- much like the lemon candies you were always giving him. next thing you knew, his knee knocked yours apart, the solid weight of his body was settling against yours. strong hands dug into your waist possessively as he continued to kiss you with increasing fervor. you felt a smirk against your mouth when those same hands teased along the hem of your shirt, coaxing a groan from you.
his movements became sloppy and unbridled, his noises louder, like he was losing control of something he had been holding back for a long time. time became irrelevant as you become lost in each other, the weight of him burning against your core-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
the room bristled with startled noises as the alarm cut through the air, your face pulling back from caleb’s with a gasp. cool air rushed against your flushed face, your wide eyes meeting caleb’s while your senses slowly returned.
“time’s up,” sylus waved his phone as everyone turned to him, the source of the interruption.
“what?” he quirked his head when caleb glared at him, “I gave you the full, agreed-upon time of 45 seconds.”
your chest heaved with a breathless laugh when you noted the infuriating smirk on his face.
“now get off of her,” his tone carried the promise of a threat as he continued to smile mirthlessly.
caleb scoffed and muttered something that sounded a lot like the word “bastard” before taking his time to withdraw himself, helping you up in the process while keeping his gaze locked with the crime lord’s.
“why’d you cut them off, sylus?” tara threw a disapproving frown in his direction, “I wasn’t done recording!”
“yeah! wait-“ you frowned similarly, but then whipped your head to tara with a surprised look when you realized she’d actually managed to record everything.
she shrugged, her usual innocent smile plastered on her face like this had been part of the plan all along.
it wasn’t. but you could’ve kissed her on the mouth (again) for her the way her mind worked.
“I’ve watched her play enough for the evening,” sylus explained, coolly.
“isn’t your ‘playtime’ next?” you raised an eyebrow.
“caleb’s hoarding you,” zayne chimed in, his brows furrowed in a serious expression.
“I am not-“
“exactly. we’re impatient, kitten,” sylus’s smirk grew into an all-knowing grin.
the tension in the room spiked as caleb finally stood up, his fists balling like they wanted to meet sylus’s face.
“WELL-“ rafayel shot to his feet before anything else could transpire.
“-I’m afraid I have to…” he shifted uncomfortably, “… take care of something at home.”
your eyes dropped briefly to his pants, where it had become very apparent that he’d enjoyed the evening. you had to bite your lip to contain the amused laugh that threatened to slip out.
“…but don’t you dare start an orgy without me!” rafayel’s finger slashed through the room dramatically.
xavier shook his head, stretching.
“you guys are actually losers. I still got a kiss from her without having to touch any of you idiots.”
he stood, a look of contentment on his face.
“now, I’m going home. to sleep.”
“I’m torn between staying to make sure these maniacs don’t try anything on pipsqueak…” caleb raked his gaze over sylus and zayne, “… and leaving to make sure I don’t get roped into any more trouble.”
“she can handle herself,” sylus crossed his arms and tipped his chin back, “you’re just afraid you won’t be able to resist us.”
“you wish,” caleb huffed.
“I’m serious guys!” rafayel spun around as he reached the door, “NO. ORGIES.”
his gaze softened as he looked to you, a smile forming on his lips.
“g’night, cutie. text me if things get interesting,” he winked before heading out the door.
“bye,” xavier yawned as he gave you a quick hug before leaving, “try not to get into too much trouble.”
“I would love to stay and watch,” tara practically skipped over to you, “buuut I think you earned your privacy. it’s like your prize for getting this crazy idea to work.”
she gave your hand a squeeze as you both laughed.
“… and unfortunately I’ve got some extra reports to file tomorrow, so I better get going.”
right before the door closed, she peeped her head in and whispered (not very quietly), “text me details!!!”
and then the door shut.
“well, caleb? have you decided to stop being homophobic?” sylus quirked his head.
“I’m not homophobic!” caleb crossed the room to stare down sylus, closing the distance between them.
“kiss, kiss, kiss!” you whisper-chanted at the sight, eliciting a soft chuckle from zayne.
“forget it,” caleb stepped back as his face reddened.
“the real reason he won’t stay is because he doesn’t want more flashbacks of our time together,” zayne dared to tease, calmly pushing his glasses up his nose.
“would you shut up about that?” caleb was in zayne’s face now, fisting his shirt.
“oh you are absolutely going to have to tell me that story, gege! don’t think you can get out of it,” you appeared right next to them, wagging your finger in his face.
the sight of you seemed to bring him back to reality. tentatively, he released zayne’s shirt, stepping back and eyeing the two men warily.
“fine, I’ll leave,” he turned to you, suddenly grabbing your face in his hands, “but I’m taking one more kiss as payment.”
and then he kissed you. it was swift, but firm, a statement to the men who never escaped his glare as he slowly walked out of the apartment.
the door clicked shut.
“well done, doctor,” sylus came up to zayne and placed a hand on his shoulder, a satisfied grin on his face, “you actually managed to scare him off.”
zayne shook his head, and you couldn’t help but smile when you noticed he didn’t try to brush sylus’s hand off.
“it might have cost some of my dignity, but I’m sure the reward is worth it…”
both of their gazes turned to you. the anticipation sent shivers down your spine.
“right…” you pinched yourself to make sure you weren’t dreaming. “I suppose it’s time to reward you, boys.”
“we have been very good,” sylus winked.
“or very bad, depending on how you interpret the situation…” zayne stroked his chin, and you were surprised by the mischief that lit his eyes.
oh. you were in trouble.
you coughed, then started twirling a strand of hair around your finger.
“sooo, um, who wants to go first?”
they chuckled in unison, and the sound
made you shiver. it should have been illegal for men as beautiful as them to have such unnerving chemistry with each other.
“I rather liked your suggestion from earlier, kitten.”
you blinked, disbelieving.
“you’re not talking about… I-I was joking… confused!”
“the one where she suggested giving us our prize at the same time?” zayne inquired, his grin growing to match sylus’s.
sylus nodded as zayne turned to look at you with a calculating stare.
“it would be the most efficient way to go about this…”
something that was probably supposed to be a nervous laugh (but sounded much more like a squeak) escaped you.
“you… you guys are serious? it wouldn’t be- I don’t know- complicated?”
zayne shook his head.
“why would it be?”
“lucky for you, we already have experience with each other,” sylus added with a chuckle.
heat began creeping up your neck as you tried to focus on what was really about to happen.
“alright… well, I, uh… didn’t time you…” you pulled out your phone, “but maybe we should set a timer?”
they shared a look before moving toward you in tandem.
when they reached you, sylus slowly removed your phone from your hand at the same time that zayne gently swept a piece of hair out of your face.
“is that what you want, sweetheart?” zayne offered gently, though the look in his eyes simmered with something darker.
your eyes widened as you nervously glanced between them.
“we’ll follow your lead,” sylus stated with an equal amount of mischievous softness.
it was hard to comprehend the effect they had on you. normally so confident, you felt like you were melting as they focused their full attention on you.
“well, I…” your gaze dropped to the floor as you mumbled, a coherent thought nowhere to be found as they both leaned in.
“how about…” sylus’s long fingers trailed along your cheek before gently sliding to rest on the back of your neck.
your eyelids fluttered as you leaned into his touch, your breathing becoming uneven.
“… you tell us when to stop,” he brushed his lips along your cheek. you felt the crooked smile on his face as he pulled back to gaze into your eyes.
“deal, kitten?” his right eye glowed softly as his voice dropped to a whisper, his breath now tickling your lips.
through hazy thoughts you managed to nod your head, almost imperceptibly.
“you have to say the word,” zayne pressed his mouth to your ear, hands creeping around your waist from behind.
with trembling hands, your fingertips danced along the edge of sylus’s open shirt before grabbing ahold of his collar. you took a deep breath, finally meeting his gaze.
“deal.”
then you pulled him down into a kiss.
it was hot and slow and everything you’d ever imagined kissing him would be like. his mouth moved confidently, yet slow enough to tease and keep you chasing more. his fingers tangled in your hair, his lips parting to allow your curious tongue easier access.
and oh, he tasted like sin incarnate. like something smoky, heady, and sweet. not sweet like a confection, you determined as your arms wrapped around his neck and your tongue swept deeper. but subtly sweet like the matured notes of an expensive wine or whiskey- just enough to keep you coming back until you were addicted.
seeking more contact, his large hands dipped to snake around your waist, causing zayne’s to slide dangerously low on your hips.
the doctor had kept himself busy by caressing your waist until now, when you felt his impatient kisses pressing to your shoulder through the fabric of your shirt.
a soft whimper sounded from you as you became lost in new sensations, trying and failing to keep control of the situation.
the sound seemed to encourage your partners, sylus pressing forward and zayne tugging back until the three of you collided with a wall, bodies deliciously pressed together.
in an attempt to find air, you tore your mouth from sylus, breathing still heavy as zayne gently peppered kisses up your neck. the room was already spinning, your skin burning, but you were determined not to waste this opportunity.
“a kiss for sylus…” you smiled, eyelids heavy as your gaze remained fixed on his kiss-swollen lips. you couldn’t resist running a finger over them.
a deep hum of approval sounded from him as he smiled against your finger, his hand coming up to cup your face.
then he tilted your head back toward zayne.
your eyes were slightly widened as they met zayne’s hungry ones, that familiar nervous feeling fluttering in your stomach.
“don’t get shy on us now, kitten,” sylus’s deep voice vibrated along your spine as he pressed his lips to your neck.
you took a deep, labored breath. sliding your hand upward to wrap around zayne’s neck, you pulled him down until your lips crashed together.
he was absolutely delectable.
while his lips were soft and slightly colder than you’d expected, his kiss sparked something warm low in your stomach. he moved hungrily, fervently, like he would consume you on the spot if you didn’t stop him. one of his hands tangled into your hair and tugged your head further back toward him, eliciting a gasp from your now parted lips. taking advantage, his lithe tongue slid between them, tasting every inch of your mouth before caressing your tongue with his.
you were drowning in the taste of him, a guilty pleasure- addictively sweet (no doubt the remnants of a macaron) while also subtly minty, like the type of breath mints that were essentially glorified candies. he was a vice you could easily surrender to. your knees were weakening and your back was arching into sylus as he maneuvered your head with a firm yet gentle hand, his touch being the only thing grounding you to this plane of existence.
“hypothetically,” zayne panted when his lips pulled back to trail down your neck, “who would you choose now?”
“both of you,” you practically moaned, shameless in your declaration.
“unfair, kitten,” sylus laughed into your ear, his large hands still trailing over your heated body.
but then his hands stopped, leaving you completely.
and threading into zayne’s hair.
the doctor’s hazel eyes widened when sylus tugged his head up.
“should we make her jealous, doctor? as punishment for using us so greedily…” his crimson eyes flared brighter at the flush that spread across zayne’s face.
but it was zayne’s eyes that dropped to sylus’s lips first, desire swirling in them as you felt his chest rise and fall rapidly against your back.
sylus hummed, clearly entertained by zayne’s hesitation.
“sweetie, can you feel how badly zayne wants to make you jealous?” his hips were suddenly grinding into yours, forcing your backside to roll against zayne at an angle where you could definitely feel his arousal pressing against you.
“maybe you’re the greedy one,” zayne’s stern tone was fractured as he aimed it at sylus, a small gasp escaping his lips when the silver haired man pulled his face closer.
caged in perfectly by strong arms, you realized you had the perfect view when you glanced upward.
“oh, undoubtably…” sylus replied and ran his thumb along zayne’s lower lip, “but you can be greedy, too.”
something in zayne must have snapped at the permission, because the very next moment, your ribs were being crushed as their lips met in a violent kiss.
restraint was thrown to the wind, their hands grasping at each other around you as they attempted to get closer. their echoed groans (the most beautiful melody ever bestowed upon your ears) rumbled through your body and between your thighs. it felt like fire had descended upon you, the combined heat of their large bodies pressing and moving frantically against you.
“boys!” you gasped, trying your best to shimmy your way out from between them. but it was a wicked gleam that shone in your eyes when they turned to you, entirely dazed.
“no need to lie…” you ran your hands seductively up each of their muscular arms, tugging their sleeves until they were willingly shrugging their shirts off.
“… you don’t need to pretend to want me when you really just want each other.”
and with that you started to back away, watching as they shared a look and immediately surged forward to grab you, pinning you against the wall. a small yelp of surprise was the only response you could manage.
“silly kitten,” sylus taunted from one side of you, his fingers drifting to begin undoing the buttons at the bottom of your shirt.
“silly indeed,” zayne echoed from your other side, his fingers starting to undo the buttons at your neckline and traveling downward.
“w-what are you…” you stuttered, chest heaving when their hands met in the middle and pushed your shirt open. then long, deft fingers from both men danced upward, sliding the shirt from your shoulders, leaving your upper half exposed except for your bra.
“fair is fair…” sylus gestured between his and zayne’s sculpted, shirtless torsos, a genuine smirk plastered on his lips that implied that the playing field was now even.
an icy shiver traveled down your spine as zayne stepped closer, his hand tracing intricate circles on your bare back as he leaned in and whispered, “and maybe we want both, too.”
hot lips met each corner of your mouth, drawing a shallow moan from you when tongues began tracing the seam of your parted lips. they slid against each other a few curious times before delving as far as your mouth would allow.
your fingers fisted into both of their hair, trying to ground yourself in an impossibly transcendental experience, but that effort proved futile when each of their hands came up to explore the newly exposed territory.
you released an unbidden whimper when large hands met the cups of your bra and squeezed, stroked, and kneaded in their own experimental ways.
“sy! z-zayneee… ah!” you gasped as you felt sylus’s teeth sink into a soft spot beneath your ear and zayne’s fingers dancing dangerously close to the clasp of your bra.
you were certain you were about to lose yourself entirely…
when your phone’s alarm went off.
the two men pulled back, the picture perfect sight of disheveled sin, the facade cracking slightly from their apparent shock of your phone.
“I…” you attempted to breathe again, “I must have forgotten to cancel an alarm from earlier… it just repeated,” you laughed anxiously.
it took a long moment for everyone to gather themselves, assessing the ravished state you were all in and processing the direction it might have been going.
zayne finally broke the silence.
“it was probably a good thing that it went off,” he shook his head, his hands moving up to adjust his glasses that were slightly askew.
sylus nodded in agreement, stepping back and raking his eyes over you a final time before turning to retrieve his discarded shirt from the floor.
“this was-“ zayne cleared his throat, attempting to find words while buttoning his own shirt, “-fun…”
a snicker sounded from both you and sylus at his choice of words.
“the most fun I’ve had in a long time,” sylus added fondly as his heavy gaze shifted between the two of you.
but a sinking feeling settled in your stomach when you realized one of the most wonderful nights of your life was about to end. as if your body finally registered the lack of their closeness, your exposed skin prickled with cold and caused you to shiver.
you used it as an opportunity to cross your arms in such a way that your chest looked particularly enticing, a small pout to your lips as you muttered, “it’s too bad it has to end.”
“well, a deal is a deal,” zayne offered, although the usual sharpness in his tone was missing as his eyes flitted over your chest.
“sounds like I’m starting to rub off on you, doc,” sylus chuckled as they started making their way to your door.
zayne scoffed, but the corner of his lips twitched upward when his eyes met the other man’s.
“besides…” sylus added, holding zayne’s gaze with intensity, “if our little game here is done, who says zayne and I can’t start one of our own?”
his smirk turned absolutely wicked as he took in zayne’s furious blush and your widened eyes. he let you both linger in your swirling thoughts, his hand coming up to rest on the door handle when you shouted,
“WAIT!”
they froze, utterly quiet as they heard your footsteps shuffling closer.
you took a deep breath, looping your arms through each of theirs, fingers digging into strong muscles. bravely, you looked up with a shy yet pleading expression on your face.
“stay.”
the silence was charged as you heard breaths hitch and felt muscles tense. their eyes flew to meet yours, then each other’s,
a mixture of surprise, curiosity, and desire churning in both.
zayne’s eyes dropped to the floor, a small smile spreading on his face as he removed his glasses with his free hand and hung them on his shirt. then he locked eyes with sylus. sylus also smiled, the hand that was resting on the door handle sliding up to turn the lock with a faint click.
they turned in your grip to face you, interest piqued.
“and why, exactly, should we?” zayne’s gaze narrowed in a playful glare.
“because…” you tugged them away from the door.
then you stopped, slowly unzipped your skirt, and let it drop to the floor.
their pupils blew wide, all signs of teasing vanishing at the sight of you in your undergarments.
“… I’m done playing games.”
dividers by @uzmacchiato
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