Advantages and Disadvantages - Smoke x F! POC Coded! Reader x Stack BLURB - SINNERS (2025)
Smoke & Stack x F! POC coded! Reader
Summary: Thank goodness you got stuck with those two.
Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content. Reader uses she/her pronouns and is described to have a vagina. Reader's appearance is not mentioned, HOWEVER, I wrote this with women of color in mind!! NO SPOILERS! Mentions of vaginal fingering, dirty talk, probably out of character because I haven't seen the movie yet, dirty talk, reader is referenced to be a childhood friend of the twins, THREESOME, no incest between twins just sharing.
Word Count: 914 words (only a blurb sorryyy)
A/N: Wrote this while waiting for my delayed ass bus 😭 anyways it's unedited so I hope it's not so bad ! ! ! Anyways I need to watch this movie BADLY but I'm swamped in work rn 🙃 need the lord to throw me a bone and let me watch this movie ASAP I need it ! Enjoy !
Being childhood best friends to twins had its advantages and disadvantages, as all things do. But lately it seems like it's advantages were outweighing it's disadvantages...
It's disadvantages included always having two people teasing you whenever you knocked something over or fumbled your words when ranting about your day. It included being scared not once but twice in a day, the same familiar face yelling out "BOO!" as you rounded the corner, making your heart fall down to your toes. It also included having not one but two people to constantly worry for, including both in your nightly prayers and under your breath curses.
It's advantages included having four hands, two mouths, two dicks, and two very beautiful sights.
You don't know who to thank or praise for sending you these two, for borderline attaching them to you since you were a child, making you the three musketeers in every situation. Their names were synonymous with your own, constantly being seen as Smoke and Stack and You.
You were never alone, no, not since those two came into your life. It was hard to ignore them, you definitely tried in your teen years after vicious hormone infused arguments. It only ended with brown eyed gazes, soft touches, and gentle cooes being uttered, buttering you up until you couldn't ignore them any longer.
It was unbearable.
It was like, at this point, they knew everything about you and exactly what buttons to press to get you to do what they wanted. Like how to sweet talk you into giving them another dessert after helping make dinner with their mama, how to get you to avoid lecturing them after they came clean about something stupid they did, and how to make you cum the hardest.
You made a mental note to come back to this thought, whether them knowing you so well was an advantage or disadvantage, you could care less right now. All you could think about was how good it felt to have a large hand gripping both your wrists behind your back, the other hooked under your right leg, holding you up with firm arms. Another pair of hands was on you too, one hook under your left leg, holding you firmly against his body, as his other hand worked your pussy just right.
"Ohhhh fuckkkk," you garbled, eyes screwed shut and skin shiny under the light of the candles in the room. The feel of his thumb pressing right up against your clit, rubbing messy circles as his middle and index fingers plunged into your drooling cunt made your mind start to go blank.
"There she goes," Smoke cooed, voice rough with need as his hand worked you.
Stack groaned from behind you, rutting his hips gently into you, "I want a turn..."
Smoke bit his bottom lip, eyes moving from watching the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head down to where his hand moved between your shaking thighs.
"Not yet, brother," he purred, "Gotta make her cum at least one more time, then you can play with her all that you want..."
Stack chuckled, lips pressed against your ear, his hot breath making you shiver.
"Shit..." you hissed when Smoke's fingers curled at just the right spot.
"Ohhh," They said in unison, eyes widening, sporting matching grins.
Your hips bucked, chest heaving as you let your head fall back against Stack's shoulder. He cooed, pressing his lips against your skin. He bit you gently, sucking before pulling back to kitten lick an apology onto the growing mark.
"Shit baby," Smoke murmured, admiring your cunt, "This pussy squeezes my fingers so well..."
Forget replying, the words couldn't even find your tongue with how foggy your head was. The only thing keeping you grounded was the slick, wet noises echoing the room as Smoke's fingers worked you closer and closer to coming.
"Oh babydoll, you close?" Stack whispered into your ear, eye gazing down to where your cunt drooled over his twin's fingers.
"Mmm look good enough to eat..."
You couldn't even tell who said that at this point, too lost in the feeling of the swelling in your belly, the pleasure climbing to its peak.
"Wanna cum," you managed to slur out between gasps, sweet sweet oxygen barely making it into your lungs with every quick breath.
"Oh she wants to cum...?" Stack chuckled, "You hear that? She wants it so bad..."
His teasing tone made you buck your hips, feeling his hand splayed against your thigh grip a little harder. Smoke was quiet, focused as his brother whispered teases into your ear, your head lolling to the side.
"Need it bad, baby? Can't handle a couple more minutes? Wanna cum all over my brother's fingers? Gonna let me lick that pussy up after?" you hated how smug he sounded.
Your bleary eyes managed to open to see Smoke in front of you, brows furrowed and lips parted as his hand moved. His gaze slowly swept up over you, locking with your own. It made you gasp the way you saw his pupils blown so large, eyes dark as his own chest rose and fell quickly.
"Let go for me baby," he muttered, "Need to feel you cum for me, need to see you..."
Stack continued his whispers between chuckles and bites of your neck, taking the sensitive skin between his teeth to mark his spot.
Okay so there definitely was more advantages than disadvantages to this "friendship".
Everybody love Annie and smoke until it’s time to write fanfic 😭 it’s so many smoke x reader or smoke x you smoke x black female oc .. and then characters be the same as Annie with a different name 😭🤦🏾♀️
because people keep talking about stack keeping Smoke's hair kempt, A pre-canon story about Stack helping Smoke when he first saw and wanted to court Annie. Just imagine young mbj being young Elijah & Elias ^-^ it could be so cute!
Also, because I was initially hoping for a movie with black vampires doing community work and protecting their living kin, An Au where Stack get's into his veneration practices after losing his family but him being able to speak with his passed on and working to protect folks in the delta and any other black folks who get turned and need a place to stay. I know he says that it was the last day he saw his brother, but in an AU, ANY thing is possible so I want him to be able to converse with and be advised by his dead. or him and Sammie too do that as a duo (IDK what Mary would be doing, sorry to her lol)
i read on tiktok that smoke had ptsd from the war and that’s why we see him in the last scene trembling & struggling to roll his cigarette because STACK ALWAYS ROLLED IT FOR HIM.
