Took You Long Enough
Pairing: Bob Reynolds x fem!reader x Todd Stevens
Summary: When Bob and Todd hear you're going out on a date, it spurs on an unexpected confession and it turns out better than they could have expected.
Warnings: Smut, fingering, dry humping, heavy petting, make out session, light breast fondling, friends to lovers, hinting at threesome, Jealous!Bob, Jealous!Todd, they're all roommates, Bob and Todd are dating, Bob and Todd are stupiddd, so is reader but we give her grace
Word Count: 2.3k
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The tension in the room is so thick, it’s almost suffocating. You act like you can't feel it, ignoring Todd's glares and Bob's anxious energy as you get ready, like you didn't just set a bomb off a minute ago.
Todd stands in the corner of the room, leaning with his back against the wall, arms crossed and frowning as he watches you. Bob stares at you with bewildered eyes, not believing the words you just said.
Bob knew he should’ve said something earlier, both him and Todd, about their feelings for you. But how do they even broach the subject without sounding like some pervs looking for a threesome instead of an actual relationship? They tried to bring it up, either one of them chickened out or said it didn’t feel like the right time, so they resolved to scare off anyone who tried to ask you out. Was it smart? No. Was it selfish? Yes. But they couldn’t fathom the alternative.
Fortunately, or unfortunately for them, they weren’t exactly subtle and you weren’t an idiot. You had an inkling they may have felt some type of way about you, especially after some guy from your Public Policy class asked you out while you were studying in the library and Todd literally growled like some kind of guard dog before telling the guy you were busy while Bob ushered you away. Yet, you hesitated. They never mentioned being open to a third and you didn’t want to assume. Plus, if they really had feelings, they had their chance to let you know.
Movie nights where you’re almost always cuddled up between them with your head on Todd's shoulder and legs across Bob's lap, that summer you vacationed with them at Todd’s summer home up in Connecticut. You fucking live with them for Christ’s sake, they could’ve asked you out over your morning coffee if they wanted. Enough was enough.
Which is what leads you to now. They came to your room dressed in their pj’s, and DVDs in hand, ready for your weekly movie night and the last thing they were expecting to hear you say was that you’re going to need to rain check because you’re going on a date. And Todd and Bob didn’t like the sound of that. Not one fucking bit.
“Wha- what did you say?”
Your eyes flicker over to Bob before you refocus on the mirror, reapplying your lip-gloss, “I have a date tonight. Sorry, I know tonight’s usually our movie night, but it just totally slipped my mind to mention it to you guys.”
Bob blinks rapidly, a look of disappointment flashing across his face. Todd's jaw clenches, his hands flexing in and out of fists as your words hit them. You… are going… on a… date?
Bob stutters, trying to form a coherent sentence as he watches you toss your lip gloss down and try and choose which jacket fits your outfit best, “Wha- what? Since when? With who?”
You freeze for a split second. You knew that once they learned who it was with, it would piss them off, but then again, isn't that why you said yes to Evans' invitation anyway?
“Since… Evan… asked me out… yesterday.” Fuck, where was that confidence you had just a minute ago?
That makes Todd finally react. He pushes himself off the wall he was leaning against and scoffs, “You are not going out with fucking Evan of all people.”
You turn around and face him, eyes widening just a little when your nose brushes against him, but your face snaps back to neutral before you think he or Bob notices. Yeah, going out with the guy who’s president of the fraternity that rivals Todds probably wasn’t a good idea.
“Okay, wow, step back there buddy.” Todd barely moves an inch when you put your hand on his chest. You cock a brow up at him. He cocks one at you. Want me to move? Make me.
“Robby, you mind coming to get your man for me?” Bob grabs a hold of his boyfriend's hand and pulls him back to give you space, ignoring the scowl on the frat president's face, “Okay, I get it, you aren't Evans biggest fan, but it’s just one date. I haven't been on one for a while, so I figured, ya know… let’s see what the dating game has to offer. Not like anyone else has asked me out or anything…” you trail off, looking at them expectantly, seeing if they would confirm your suspicions.
Bob and Todd share a look. You cross your arms as a silent conversation happens between them, before you’ve had enough waiting. You sigh in disappointment, roll your eyes and push past them for the bedroom door, “Whatever, don’t wait up.”
“W-wait!” Bob stumbles, blocking your exit by extending his arm across the door, “Just wait.”
“Bob, move. I’m going to be late.” You try to step around him, but he doesn't budge.
Todd cuts in, a slight vulnerability in his voice that you’re not used to hearing, “Don’t go out with him.”
You raise a brow at them both, ignoring how much they are crowding you despite it making your heart race, “W-why shouldn’t I?”
“Just – because – there’s a lot of reasons why!”
“Bob, that is not a good enough answer.”
“Don’t.” He’s so close now, you can feel his breath on your lips. Almost for a second, you swear you can see a shimmer of gold in his eyes before he blinks and it’s gone again, “Don’t go out with him, please.”
“Why not!? Ugh, oh my god, just tell me! You keep skirting around the issue and being all weirdly overprotective. You guys act like this every time someone asks me out or shows a little bit of interest so just tell me. Why?"
Bob looks to the frat president across the room, almost like he's asking for permission to act. Todd nods, and that's all he needs, but Bob's never good at talking about his feelings, so instead of telling you, he decides to show you.
You barely have a second to comprehend it, a surprised sound leaving you when Bob surges forward and kisses you. It was like a cord snapped in him. All those months of tension, unspoken feelings being pushed down, now coming out into the open.
Bob pulls back first, hot breath against your lips, panting like he just finished running a marathon, “That’s why…” he whispers, searching your face for any type of reaction.
You blink, face hot and flushed as you try to speak but all you can come up with is, “O-oh.”
“Oh? I-is that ‘Oh’ as in good o-or ‘Oh’ as in bad?”
“Um… good! Definitely a good ‘Oh’.”
That seems to be enough for him, because next thing you know, his lips are on you again. He's careful with you, lips never leaving you as his gentle hands come around and firmly grip your hips, pulling you across the room. Soon that sweet, tender kiss turns into a full blown make out session, hurried and full of tongue. Now that Bob’s finally got a taste of you, he’s addicted.
The bed dips beside you, and your eyes flutter open to see Todd palming himself, his hand running up and down the growing bulge in his sweats. The bulge is noticeable. Very noticeable. You feel a gush between your legs when he starts grinding against his palm, hearing his little moans as he chases his pleasure.
Todd winks, his smirk growing when he notices your staring. You snap your eyes and try to focus on Bob, like you weren't caught getting off on Todd touching himself while you’re on Bob's lap.
Deciding to test the waters Todd toys with the hem of your shirt, and when you don't make him stop, he stuffs his hand under, cupping and fondling your breast. Your gasp makes both their cocks twitch, “You gotta learn how to share Robby.”
“Shut up,” Bob mutters against your lips, “Fuck, I could kiss you for hours and never get bored.”
“Okay, that’s enough,” Bob actually whines when Todd interrupts, not wanting to let you go. You barely have a chance to register that you're on Todd's lap now before he’s on you, “My turn.”
Todd takes his time, savoring you as he explores your mouth with his tongue. He starts moving your hips back and forth, grinding you against him. The friction of his clothed cock rubbing against your clit makes you whimper, hands coming up and tugging on his hair. Todd moans into the kiss, ready to flip you over when you suddenly pull away.
“Wait, wait –” You seem to finally remember that there was somewhere you had to be, “Before we, I mean, before I forget, um, just, just, let me text him I’m not going to make it so he’s not waiting for –”
You don’t even need to finish your sentence before Todd's grabbing your phone out of your back pocket, “Already taken care of, ‘Sorry, Evan, can’t make it, getting dicked down as we speak’.”
“Todd!” You warn him, sliding off his lap so you can be in the middle of Bob and Todd, “You better not.”
Todd snickers, typing something quickly before tossing your phone on the other end of your bed. His nose brushes against your cheek before he whispers into your ear, “It’s not exactly a lie.” Before he’s back to kissing you.
Bob gulps as he watches you and Todd, mouthwatering even more as Todd squeezes your ass, eliciting a surprised squeak from you. Should he start kissing your neck? Should he wait until Todd lets him in? Should he just cut in like Todd did?
Either sensing his dilemma or you’re just missing the other set of lips that should be on you, your hand reaches for Bob, grabbing and tugging him closer by the collar of his shirt. He seems to get the hint and start kissing up and down your neck. You shudder as you feel his teeth graze along your skin, gasping when you feel a nip. Bob smirks before he starts leaving a multitude of hickies on your pulse point.
Slowly, Bob moves closer, nipping at your jaw and kissing your cheek before it becomes as sloppy as a three-way kiss can get. Todd’s tongue is in your mouth, Bob’s saliva on your cheek, their noses bumping together as they try to keep a rhythm that was quickly disappearing into a messy frenzy of neediness and desperation of all your built-up feelings.
You don’t know who started taking their clothes off first but soon you're in nothing but your underwear, Todd’s only got his shirt on, and Bob’s in his birthday suit, leaking precum down your thigh as he humps your leg. Todd nips at your bottom lip as he stuffs his hands in your underwear, cupping you.
Todd groans when he feels how wet you are, his dick aching to be around you, to be fully engulfed in you. “Can I touch you, pretty girl? Wanna make you feel good.”
You shudder as you feel his fingers ghost against your folds, your hand on the back of Bob's neck tightening, “Please…”
You gasp when Todd's finger enters you, stretching you wider than you were expecting, the girth and length of him surprising you. Your pussy clenches when you imagine the stretch of Todd’s cock when he’ll finally fuck you. Him and Bob. Fuck, they might break you.
It’s a tight fit but Bob finds his way in your underwear too, his thumb circling your clit at a steady rhythm. You whine, pathetically grinding against both their hands, “Oh my god! Fuck, Bob!”
“You like that pretty girl? Robby’s making you feel good playing with your clit?”
You whimper, barely keeping it together, “Y-yes! S-s’good!” Then you gasp, holding them both tighter, “Todd! Bob! Please, m’gonna -”
“Come on baby girl, cum for us, cum all over our hands.”
Your nails leave indentations from where you hold them, legs shaking, toes curling as broken gasps escape you. Your body gives out from under you, but Todd's arm that’s hooked around your waist and Bob's hand on your back keeps you upright. You whine when they keep playing with you, it’s too much. “Todd,” You weakly push his arm back, “M’sensitive.”
Todd chuckles, but nods at Bob and they both back off, “Okay, okay.” And right then, an idea flickers through his eyes. The frat president smirks and turns to Bob, holding his fingers to Bob's red, swollen lips, “Open.” Bob’s breath hitches, his pupils growing big and then he opens wide, his tongue rolling out like a dog begging for water. Todd places his slick coated fingers in his mouth, “Suck em’ clean.”
Bob doesn’t need to be told twice. He moans, using his one free hand to pull Todds closer, shoving his fingers deeper into his mouth as he tastes you. Your heart stutters as you watch them. Oh… oh you can get used to this.
Bob doesn’t take his eyes off Todd when he pulls away with a wet pop. You have half a mind to grab them both by the backs of their necks and smash their faces together, have them put on a show for you for the rest of the night. But that’ll have to wait for another night because before you know it, they’re crowding you again, hovering over you with hungry eyes. And what Todd says next makes you shiver with anticipation.
“This isn’t the end of the night pretty girl, me and Robby still haven’t cum yet and I meant it when I said you were getting dicked down tonight.”
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