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My Savagez pt 10

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Summary: Tom, Haz and Y/N are in a loveship built so uniquely by your own three beating hearts no one could break it apart. But what happens when buried past don't stay buried? Will your love survive? Will you survive? How much of their past is going to test and take from each of you? Only time and endurance will tell.

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages

Word count: 11k+

Warnings: fluff angst smut. 18 and older type of vibe

The next few weeks flew by in a blur as I trained hard and built myself into something I never thought I could be, a savage, and I would do anything to protect my family, so I excelled. I was introduced to Zendaya, one of the smartest and prettiest team members. She and I became close as she taught me how to become deadly and lure people of both sexes to my advantage. She had been apart of a secret and highly classified entity called Silky Touch, they trained her in the fine art of lethal seducing, it made me that much more braver in bed with Tom and helped me learn what Haz needed before he knew it. Harry had the most fun with me, always taking me out of my indoor training and letting me get used to looking at dangerous factors around me and how to use some elements to my advantage. He had nicknamed me Crofty after Lara Croft. Sam taught me to use my head to see things in plain sight that others couldn't. Much of our time was focused on evolving my other senses so he blindfolded me, I quickly became second at assessing my environment. Tom was more attuned than any of us. Tom was also the one who was most physical with me. He trained me on self defense and how to kick ass. He never went easy on me either. It hurt like hell but I endured it and as I grew I felt confident and powerful. Haz trained my reflex skills and endurance, he was mentally stronger than any of them and now I knew some secrets in how he had such self control when it came to physical wants and needs.

That didn’t help me in the bedroom because seriously, I couldn't get enough of either one of them. We never got to the part where we had a schedule like Tom had suggested. We just went with the flow. It was natural for us. The only small difference was if Tom walked in on us kissing or any other forms of pda he made it clear for us to knock it off. We respected that. Harrison couldn't care less, he's stayed quite a few times when me and Tom were making out until he was sent away. If I had sex with Tom or with Harrison it was done in the privacy of their own room and they had a floor to themselves. Tom was on the first floor Harrison was on the third. They built me a dance studio and I had my own bedroom in between them. It was the best choice I had made because I swear as the days went by, my libido got out of control. The shift in my attitude and self confidence had me ending any training with Haz or Tom with a encore of them inside me, they had gotten spoiled by it. My breast seemed more sensitive to the touch, my stomach quivered at the innocent of touches. Even my orgasms seemed more powerful, I felt every sensation and if not for the quiet floor between them, I’m 100% sure the other would have heard my cries of pleasure. I can’t tell you how many times I wished I had them both at the same time, I was that out of control. But it was their fault, they spoiled me just as much!

My only demand was that if they wanted to sleep overnight with me I had an open door policy. My room was the safe zone and every night they both made their way next to me. Some nights we went to bed together. Most nights TomTom would come in quietly if I was asleep and hold me close. It's how I learned to know how bad of a trip he had, Tom had become obsessed with finding this leader and taking him out, they were getting so close. Harrison made it a habit to wake me with a kiss and tell me he loved me no matter the time when he returned. It was his way of making peace in his soul so he could sleep. He didn't obsess like Tom did but again, he had the most self control outta all of us. Haz worried on the inside exactly the opposite of Tom. But I could read it in his eyes same as Tom's body language. Being away from them even one at a time was hard. I couldn’t ever imagine living without one or the other. They filled up both sides of my home, my bed, my heart and most of all my soul. We all wanted this to end. They had promised me no more jobs after it was done. We would move and settle down somewhere off the grid and grow old together. At least that was the plan for now. I had opened a dance studio for all ages, I wanted to keep doing what I loved and it allowed me to stay true to my heart. We had all come up with the name Tiny dancerz and Little Savagez to appeal to both girls and boys. It gained popularity quick and before I knew it, I had a full studio every day and night we were open. They had surprised me by expanding it another level making it available for adults who wanted to learn to dance too. Zendaya was really happy to help me out with that. She even opened the doors Saturday nights to adults who wanted to learn the art of pole dancing, needless to say we never taught that class alone. Haz insisted on playing DJ and actually loved it, so did the kids. Tom had become smitten with the ideal of showing these young boys that you could be cool and knowing how to dance just made them coolier for the young ladies. He was roped into teaching his own all male ballet class before we ended our second month of opening. Things were feeling so great in life that the looming threat of danger almost faded out of minds and conversations. We ended our first summer on a high note! Tom and Haz had surprised us all by setting up a talent show for a back to school kick off and the winner of each category would win an all expense paid shopping spree for back to school gear. Little did every smiling child in our studio know they were all winners.

It was Zendaya's birthday and we threw her a party at an exclusive nightclub owned by Jacob. Tom and Harrison had surprised me with a sexy black dress, along with new jewelry and topped off with fuck me ruby red and black stilettos to match. The dress was tight and clung to my curves with designed see-thru patterns. It barely covered the skin they were designed to cover, wearing a bra or panties proved impossible. Part of me wondered if Haz had picked this out, Tom would have never allowed such a risk, especially in public. I completed my look with red lips and dark smokey eyes, giving me that dark sexy edge I was feeling inside. Tonight was going to be different I could feel it as I walked down the stairs to my savagez who were waiting for me. Tom looked me up and down three fucking times, his eyes grew darker each time. His jaw twitched as he eyed the amount of skin that was on display. He bit his tongue as he looked back at Harrison who was eye fucking me with those sky blue eyes that sparkled with a lusty need that instantly heated my core. I felt the energy between all three of us and we were on fire.

I unglue my feet from the sticky floor and follow him deeper into the dance floor chaos. When he slows at the center, I keep going, pulling on his hand and bouncing to the music. I came here with two men, and I want to see them both have fun. So I head toward the far edge and stop a few feet from Tom. My brown curly haired savage licks his lips and gives me a commanding nod that tells me to dance. I find the beat, mentally tapping out the count and moving my drunk and limber body in motions designed to stir both their desires. The movements start with my head and work their way down to my feet. A hair toss, hip roll, and step together. I feel it, work it, and strip the last of my inhibitions beneath Toms heated gaze. Harrison dances around me, keeping it clean as he tries to not be insecure with his newly found ability to dance. He doesn't know that the 10 eyes around us are all women and they are watching him, wanting a shot at catching his sky blue eyes. When it comes to a man dancing in a club, less is more, and he has that figured out. He puts his personality into it, and every move has swagger mixed with a cute shyness. And he gains more attention as he loses himself in the lust he's feeling for me. His soft hands go up my sides and he rubs his fingers on my exposed neck as he moved my hair to the side and kissed it soft. Harrisons mouth licks and bites my flesh in a sensual pattern lick, bite, lick, bite. Every action is delieberte, sensual, and undeniably confident. I close my eyes as my breathing becomes labored. He moves his hips to the beat and l moan out loud at his hard cock. Damn, he knows what he’s doing. Whenever he stops one action, he makes sure he’s touching me somehow, always keeping the connection. He turns me to face him and my eyes fly open as our flush bodies melted together. He grabbed my thigh and lifted my leg. My naked kitty was glistening with my silky wetness and he kissed me as he dry fucked me slowly on that dance floor. I lost all sense of where we were as he held my body hard against him and rocked his cock up and down, making me moan into his mouth. He broke the kiss and set my leg down, making sure he held me up as I gathered myself. I rested my flush face on his shoulder and he kissed my face. I let out a flustered sigh, my body was on fire.

Perspiration glistens on his forehead, his breathing is heavy and his body is burning with hunger. I rock my body up against him and he put his hand on my ass. He grips it hard, grinding with me in time with the music. Bump, bump, bump, we’re caught in it. Contagious, suggestive, the bumps roll into waves that ripple down our bodies. My hand falls to his shoulder, and his arms hang at his sides and slightly behind him, giving me full access to his hard sexy body. I indulge, drifting my other hand down his abs, tracing his muscle through the shirt, and lingering on the button of his pants. I bite my lip looking at his cock at full attention, SHIT, I want him right here. He leans in, leans out, putting a sexy roll into it. With each movement forward and back, he grows closer, smoother, sliding up against me. Then we’re grinding again, feeling the same rhythm and motion, and dancing as one. This is where it’s at. The sizzling burn. The fire and thunder that started before we had left for the club. Our hips locked together. Our eyes connect, and I’m buzzing, lost in the lusty blue of his gaze. He doesn’t just look at me. He eats me alive with his eyes. My pulse quickens. My blood pumps, hot and fast, beneath my skin. The rock of his pelvis controls the pace of my mine, and his hands caress my back, molding around my waist, and slipping down inside my bare thighs, I toss my head back welcoming the touch. Then there are four hands. My gaze flies to Haz, but I don’t need to see his relaxed expression to know who’s behind me. I’m intimately familiar with the touch of those fingers, above where Harrison has his hands, stopping the free show of my naked skin with dominating pressure. The scent of my TomTom warms my senses as he slides up behind me, gripping my hips and taking control. He slows it down. Sets the pace. Pulls me closer. Grabs me a little tighter. And lets me feel his rhythm. And his hardness. I tremble as my breaths grow faster. What are they doing to me? Harrison moves in, pressing his chest to mine and holding my face in his hands. His gaze is electric, sparking with desire. As hard as I look, I don’t see jealousy or frustration. His smile’s too bright. But those blue eyes are deep orbs of trouble. Doesn’t matter that I’m with both of them tonight. He’s going to tease me until I’m dripping, and it’ll run down my legs because FUCK, I’m not wearing panties. He rocks against me, sandwiching my body between him and Toms. His rhythm is faster, like the beat but not like the hips crushed against my ass. Tom tightens his grip, tries to take back control. But Harrison changes it up, drops it here, stops it right there, and returns to a slow grind. They go back and forth, fighting for the lead in our erotic dance. Pushing and pulling. Slowing down and speeding up. Until a beautiful thing happens. Our rhythm syncs, and our hips grind in unison, as if connected, like our souls. They stop fighting and work together, falling into the perfection that was us. I’m in heaven. Nothing is sexier than dancing between my savagez who want me as much as I want them. Harrisons smile. The press of Toms hands. The heavy sounds of their breaths. The sexual way they move against me. I could do this forever. Tom maintains the connection by leaning around me to see my face. I lean back, keeping my hips pinned between theirs and holding his gaze. We dance like that through several songs before taking a break to catch our breaths and drink. Then we dance some more. The longer I’m held between them, the bolder my hands become. Strong necks, hard pecs, muscular forearms with pulsing veins, swollen cocks. I touch them everywhere, rubbing, caressing, stroking. I’m burning up, soaked between my legs, and shaking with the impossible need to fuck them. Their own arousal vibrating through their bodies doesn’t help. They seem to have forgotten each other, their mouths and hands aggressively focused on me. When Harrisons lips capture mine, I tense up and try to pull back. He grips my neck and deepens the kiss, chasing my tongue and going wild. Then Tom is there, taking my mouth from Haz and stealing his own kiss before Haz takes it back. They pass me between them, over and over, controlled by a desire that grows greedier by the second. We continue to dance, three souls spiraling in a private world of kissing, neck licking, lip biting, and ass grabbing. Whatever this is, it’s reckless, carnal, dangerous, just like our love for each other. And we don’t seem capable of stopping. It’s too powerful, too deliciously tempting as it wraps around us and attempts to break every rule. The energy between us crackles across my skin, turning the longing inside me into a physical ache. I’ve never experienced sexual tension like this. It seethes and growls like a wild animal, as it follows us off the dance floor and stays with us during the ride home.

I know things got out of hand on the dance floor. Wild and uncontrolled, we worked ourselves to a feverish ache. As I hang upside down over Harrisons shoulder, my fingers tingle with the need to touch. A fluttering ache persists in my chest, and there’s another, more demanding beat thats throbbing between my legs. But Haz and Tom can’t possibly intend to do anything about it. Not in the ways I fantasized during the ride home. Right? Right. They don’t share, TOMTOM don’t share. Haz carries me into the bedroom and drops me on the bed. I land on my back, and he follows me down. His expression is pure needing lust, I’ve never seen this look from him, his hands move like charged static as he pulls on my dress and hikes it up my hips. I twist my head, seeking Tom, but he’s already here, falling on me with ferocious caresses and a starving mouth. “You’re not..” I gasp at the sharp scrape of Toms teeth against my ass. “We can’t..” Haz devours my words, plunging his tongue past my lips and swallowing my air. I squirm and writhe between them, clamping my legs together, desperate to be fucked while struggling to slam on the brakes. Haz works my dress over my chest, my head, and off, leaving me completely bare, except my heels. Then his hands are everywhere, stroking my hips, my thighs, and between my legs while Tom kisses me breathless. Their hot mouths and impatient fingers flood me with warmth and loosen my knees. I want this but we can’t do this. Tom will resent it the most. They’ll hate each other, most likely me. I try to break the kiss, but it’s Tom who presses closer, harder, tangling our tongues. I try to wriggle away, but I’m out matched, overpowered. Four hands. Two mouths. One of me. Harrison moves down my body, licking and nuzzling my hips as he caresses me from chest to toes as he removes my heels. When Tom releases my lips to bite my neck, I find my voice. “Why are you doing this? You’ll regret..” Tom grips my throat in a familiar iron fist. “Shut the fuck up.” His tone and the heat of his command, I’m a slave to it. I quickly use our safe rules from our private moments when Tom’s being too rough as I scratch his wrist that holds my neck too tight and he lightens the pressure just enough to allow me to breath again.

There are so many conflicting thoughts pounding in my head, but I need to remember we’re all adults. No one is here against his will. They’re controlling this, and whether or not they thought through it, they’re committed to it. Inching down my body, Harrison palms my ass, squeezes my thighs, and slides his hand between my legs, spreading the moisture. Tom tears off his shirt and returns to my mouth, kneading my breasts with strong rough fingers. Then he lifts on his knees, and I watch with ragged breaths as he unzips his pants and strips the last of the clothes from his body. His cock springs free, inches from my face, and my mouth waters with a rush of saliva. He’s beautifully blessed, both thick and long. His tip is beading with pre-come. Kneeling beside my head, he angles over me and rests the tip against my lips. I don’t wait another second. I stick out my tongue, savoring his salty taste as Harrison grips my thighs and places them around his shoulders. Then he lowers his head and buries his tongue, licking me aggressively. “Fuck!” My back arches, and my heart slams out of control. The instant my mouth opens on a choked gasp, Tom shoves in his cock. No way. NO WAY! This is happening. I open my throat wide and he pushes deep, staying there as he pumps hard. I grip the base in my fist. I could tell by his thrust he was in a different zone and not holding back, this was my way to keep him from fucking my mouth too hard. Then we’re rocking, grinding, licking, and groping. They are muscle and flesh, passion and sin, flexing and burning beneath my greedy fingers. They surround me, consume me, twisting us into a tangle of sweaty limbs and shameless self indulgence. There are so many hands on my body I’m delirious beneath the sensations. I’ve never seen them this worked up, this desperate to fuck me, not even alone. They don’t look at each other, yet somehow, they avoid each other’s touches. As I swallow and suck Tom’s cock, Harrison’s blonde head moves between my legs. He closes his eyes and groans as he taste my sex. I grow wetter with each thrust in my mouth and his jaw grinding against me, his face is soaked, tongue so deep his nose is rubbing my clit into a frenzy as he tongue fucks me with deep strokes, his tongue is wide and long, he always has me cumming in moments, I’m so close. Tom shoves a hand in my hair, gripping my head almost sensing it. Then he rolls to his back and takes me with him. I fall to my side, curled around Tom’s leg with my cheek on his abs as he drives himself into my mouth. My legs tangled around Harrison’s shoulders, and he repositions, running his hands up and down my thighs and lifting my ass toward his face. Restraining me in his unbending grip, he spreads me open and sinks his fingers deep inside. I freeze against the penetration, moaning around Toms cock in my mouth. Tom growls and reaches for my chest, pinching the fuck out of my nipple. With an anguished moan, I lick up and down his shaft. Suck hard on the head and break away for air to tell Haz no! Tom grips my face to his. No way will he let Haz have the first of this! Will he? I watch wide eyed as Tom looks at Haz and Haz looks at him while eating my pussy and carefully playing with my ass. The wetness on his face makes me moan FUCK. I’m going to explode. My eyes roll into my head and Tom grips my throat letting me know I better not. I watch as Tom clears his throat and Harrison stops working me, looking at Tom.The heaving of their breaths vibrate through the room. Their hands are rough and ruthless, their bodies hard and demanding. They can seduce my mind, make love to my flesh, and enslave my soul. I’m already theirs. Affectionate fingers stroke through my hair, tangling and straightening, Harrison. A thumb finds my clit, circling and pinching without apology, Tom. Together, they ignite a trail of fire from my head to my toes, making me restless, fevered, and insanely more turned on. Harrison leans up and removes his pants. I watch him over my shoulder as he kneels behind me, his long cock standing from between powerful thighs, his pre-cum is dripping, he’s ready. I meet his smoldering blue eyes and shiver. Is Haz going to fuck me or will he make love? And SHIT! Right now... while I’ll be sucking off Tom! Tom gives Haz something that's round and sparkling like a diamond, I barely catch the clear nub attached to it. My eyes widen as Harrison dips it into my dripping sex and circles my anus, slowly he pushes it in. I freeze and grip Toms damp skin.

Tom lifts me, adjusting my body on hands and knees between his legs. Then he caresses my face and holds me with his gaze in the space of a breathless moment. Tom isn’t a lover like Harrison, but Tom does love me. And in this moment I’m reminded of our first time, and the few times he’s softer in the bedroom, he’s vulnerable for me, only me. Seduction isn’t a kiss or a touch. It’s this. The mystery and intelligence in his eyes. Our connection it reinforces. The intoxication of feeling the depth of Toms emotions. He undresses our skin and strips us down to our souls until we’re bared to each other in every way, until his love fills me completely, it becomes the life force that pumps my heart. Then he blinks, breaking our spell and lowering his attention to my lips. “Open up, my tiny dancer.” he growls as he twists my hair in his hand on my head, he guides my mouth onto his waiting cock. Sliding past my lips, he sinks slowly, hot and heavy on my tongue, tasting so good. He pushes deep, deeper, and holds me on him as my throat relaxes around the fullness of him. I breathe through it, my thoughts drifting to Harrison right before he cups my breast and squeezes my pebbled nipple. I groan for more and lift my ass, spreading wider in inviting Haz to take me. On his knees behind me, he fits himself against my opening and rams, hard and mercilessly, inside me. FUCK! I feel that...the stretch, the savage burn as he pulls out and slams my pussy again. Harrison has never fucked me and DAMN, this change is erotic and shocking. I’m having an out of body experience thinking of the switch these two just pulled. Harrison gives me a few seconds to adjust. I hover my mouth over Tom’s cock, afraid I might bite him as I brace for the way Harrison fucks. With a sharp exhale, Harrison lets go, pounding deep against my core, fucking me hard, gripping my ass, twisting and pushing the toy in my ass, panting, and moaning my name something fierce. Tom sits up and shifts to his knees, same position Harrison is behind me. With a hand gripping my throat, he shoves himself into my mouth, thrusting slower than Harrison but no less hard. I suck him with everything I have while reaching up his chest toward his face. He clamps his fingers around mine, holding our hands against his heart. Then they fuck me, tugging at my hair and pinning my body between the force of their need. It’s carnal, filthy, perfect. Everything I imagined it would be. Harrison picks up the pace, holding tight to my hips as he pumps into me, over and over. Licking up and down Tom’s length, I stare up into fathomless eyes and melt beneath their scorching heat. My eyes glaze over and Tom tells me to cum on Harrisons cock as he slips out of my mouth. I scream out Harrisons name as he fucks me even harder. My arms give out from the power of the orgasm as I come down he stops and pulls out. “Be right back.” Harris says and leaves the bed. I turn my neck to watch him walk gloriously naked toward the bathroom.

Tom bears down with gentle, shallow strokes, shooting tingles through my sensitive tissues. It feels so damn good it’s almost too much. Too many sensations. Too much fullness. Harrisons eyes tell me he feels it, too. He brushes the hair from my face and traces his fingers down my neck, rocking against me in a hypnotic rhythm. They’re inside me. Both of them. Physically, and emotionally. The mattress beneath me disintegrates and time ceases to exist. I only feel. Them, us, joined in a way I never thought would happen and may never happen again. “How are you doing sexy girl?” Tom brushes his lips against my back. “I might die if you don’t move faster TomTom” I don’t have to ask twice. He rolls into a swift grind, sliding his cock in and out and matching the rhythm of Harrisons thrusts. Trembling and boneless I cum hard, I lean forward and rub my hands over the hard body beneath me. My hair falls around my face hiding the fact I don’t know whose name to scream out in bliss, it steals from my pleasure. Haz pulls me into him and his mouth sucks my breasts as Tom fucks me slowly, teasingly, like he doesn’t want to rush it. Focusing my attention on Harrison, I memorize the sharp angles of his clean-shaved face. Blonde messy hair, perfect nose, kissable lips, he’s beyond beautiful with his soulful blue eyes studying me the way I study him. “Are you good?” I pant breathlessly, gripping his shoulder against the next orgasm. “Trying not to cum.” he moaned, a muscle flexes in his cheek. “You need to hurry, baby” Tom hooks an arm around my waist and yanks me to a sitting position. With my back against Toms chest and my legs spread around Harrisons hips, my clit is exposed and throbbing. Tom presses a thumb against it, rubbing circles and applying precise, consistent pressure. My head falls back on his shoulder, his mouth at my ear, letting me feel every hot moaning gasp as he strokes his cock in and out of me. Then he grips my jaw and yanks my mouth to his. The kiss is hard, wild, and all-consuming. It’s more than I can handle. I plunge fast, breaking the kiss and screaming out. Powerful and violent, the orgasm rips through me as I scream both of their names, the pleasure splitting me open and moving me in a state of oblivion. Stars blot my vision as they grind their hips, speed up the pace, and join me. Panting breaths, moans of my name together from their lips, and fingers bruising my flesh, they cum together, apart, whatever they may be. It’s music to my ears. Unforgettable. A dream in the flesh. I collapse on Harrisons chest, light-headed and spent. Tom falls on his back beside me and drops a forearm across his eyes, breathing heavily past parted lips. Haz cradles my cheek with a warm palm and strokes his thumb across my mouth. I kiss it, grasp his wrist, and hold on. I don’t want this to end. I’m afraid of what comes next.

My Savagez Part 4

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages

Word count: My first 5K plus!!!

Warnings: angst and smut..pretty much all of part 4. 18 and older type of vibe

The restaurant was beyond exotic. Of course they reserved the only private room at triple the cost to bump the already held table. My eyes were wide as we were led down a tunnel underneath the ocean. All around us swam colorful tropical fish and we were bathed in blue light that danced across every surface. I paused taking the natural beauty. I touched the glass and the fish seemed as they wanted me to pet them. I felt a tug on my dress as Haz nodded for me to keep walking. I peeked up at him trying to hide my questioning eyes, we really didn't speak after I made the joke that he had a tiny penis. I mean he had to know it was a joke, right? He's definitely not lacking in that department. But I figured if he was fine with it he would have joked back by now. He picked me up midwalk and spun me around until I begged him to stop.

“You stop it y/n" he said setting me back down on wobbly legs. He held me still in his arms as the waiter and Tom kept walking. “Your taking so much in and analyzing it to death, tell I'm wrong" he smirked. I let out a breath in omittance of defeat as his sky blue eyes sparkled.

“I told you, Tom respects honesty. I knew he wouldn't be upset, at least with you.” he said raising his eyebrows at me. He lifted my chin to meet his eyes only brightened by our surroundings. “He wasn't thrilled that we connected the way we did in the heat of the moment but he understood, hell he might have taken that risk with you himself...except well, Tom is more clear headed about matters like that. He's never impulsive. Well, until you came along anyways" he smiled wrinkling his nose. “He’s smitten with you, same as I.” he said so sweet.

“I'm more afraid that I offended you Harrison, my tiny comment was meant as a joke because I was pissed that you kept laughing at it all and Tom was looking panicked” I said feeling stupid

“Angel in order to be offended I would have to be insecure of my dicks size" he said pressing his hands against the glass on both sides of my face, trapping me in his Haziness. “We both know my dick size is anything but tiny, right love?” he whispered rubbing his cool nose over my right cheekbone. “Yes Harrison, your right” I swallowed hard as Tom cleared his throat breaking me from Hazs spell. I laughed as he turned me towards Tom and smacked my ass hard earning him a yelp.

My Savagez part 6

Word count: 5K

Warnings: fluff angst 18 and older type of vibe

I woke up the next morning and I hurt everywhere, the good kind of hurt. I stretched my limbs feeling new in my skin. I had a smile that wouldn’t quit. I rolled onto my back and realized I was alone in the bed. I could hear them outside laughing and talking and it made my heart swell, we all were happy! I needed this moment to myself, to let this new me take over. I closed my eyes remembering the flashbacks of last night, I bit my lip and quickly released it. Ouch, they were swollen. I traced down my tummy as it growled and gently pressed my sex. Double ouch! I squeezed my legs together and smiled bigger. I grabbed the pillow and squealed into it to muffle my giddy girly self. My arms and legs flailed as I couldn’t contain my laughter. I was so..almost complete? I frowned at the thought as I sat up thinking of how Harrison had only gave us privacy to work out the issue Tom threw in our path. Did he know it just naturally carried out the way it did? Or was he feeling like I picked Tom over him to change me forever? I covered my face remembering how loud Tom and I were. Mostly me..here I was over thinking things again! I touched the right side of our bed and I remembered him coming in not too long after we had finished. He must have been outside the entire time, hearing us, waiting to come to back. I closed my eyes remembering him kissing my skin and calling me angel. I sighed as my mood lifted back up and my smiled returned. I loved when he called me that, it melted my soul to him. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I looked my new body over and blushed again at how much different I felt now and how different I felt in both of their arms. Harrison treasured me and let things just happen naturally. Tom owned me in a protective instinctive way and controlled as much as he could around us. They were who they were..my savagez!

I got dressed and tried my best to cover up the love marks that Tom left on both sides of my neck. The light bruises my hips would fade soon, same as the teeth marks under my left breast. I strolled to the door with my phone snapping pictures of them eating breakfast and laughing. How did I get so lucky? Tom raised his eyes to me first. “Sneaking pictures of us?” he asked as I strolled over to them. Haz smiled gently at me then looking at Tom “At least your awake for these” my mouth fell open as I realized he knew I snuck a picture of him “How?” I asked blushing. He winked at me and laughed at my expression. “Don’t worry angel, I took one of Tommy sleeping for you as well, it’s only fair to me” he said patting the seat next to him. That earned him a look from both of us. Tom snatched my phone from my hands and punched in my code. “How do you know my code, I’ve used it once since I’ve been here?” I asked wide eyed. “Background check confirmed your mums date of birth” Tom said nonchalantly as he shook his head at the pictures and kept going until Haz snatched it back handing it to me. I looked down at a sleeping Tom with me asleep peacefully at his side. I slid it over again expecting to see Haz sleeping next, but instead it was us two sleeping and Haz with a shit eating grin, next a naked me with a naked Tom hovering between my legs as I held his face.

It was moments before Tom made love to me. I ran my finger over it amazed at the memory it held. “Your welcome angel” he said kissing my face and I closed my phone realizing he was looking at it with me. “Mate, she might be grateful but I’m thinking your creepy taking pictures of us from the windows like papzz do famous people” Tom laughed loudly until he seen I was staring into space, overthinking again. “I’m sorry, I seen it as a moment for you, I was trying to help you anyway I could angel” Haz said low as we sat quiet. “It’s actually sweet and I’m grateful Harrison James” I said before I looked at him. “I’m just sorry you stayed away so long, I wanted you just as much” I sighed heavy as my tummy growled breaking the mood. Tom got up to make me a plate as Haz kissed me softly.”Don’t worry, we have plenty of firsts and forever to get to them angel”

We spent the next few days just getting the feel for one another, how to work around each other and with each other. Tom has to sleep closest to the door no matter left or right and he has to face the entrance if we went to the resort to eat, he was always on alert. Haz wasn’t too different in the sense of sleeping or eating, they said it was the way of a soldier. Never turn your back on what you can’t see coming. But Haz was a cuddle bug and Tom preferred to do the embracing. Haz liked hot showers and Tom was like me, cold with a touch of warm. Tom liked sports cars, Haz preferred crotch rockets. We learned our likes and dislikes. Our hobbies, movie preferences, favorite food, colors, passions, places we've been and where we wanted to go. I surprised them both when I told them I taught dance lessons at a shelter for teen runaways and kids in between foster homes. They looked at me like they didn’t believe me.

“What that didn’t show on your background check?” I laughed at Tom who looked the most surprised. “Actually no, but I guess it wouldn’t if you were doing it for free” he said kissing my hand “I’ll make sure you open a new one up at home, perhaps you can open it as a business vs a shelter, it don’t sound safe” he said laying his curly brown head in my lap. Haz did the same but looked up at me smiling with more of an understanding but still making a joke “Yeah and after hours you can dance for me while I make it rain” he said goofy wiggling his eyebrows up and down as I ran my fingers slowly through both of their heads of hair “I’m well rewarded for how I already do things” I sighed thinking of all the kids I’ve met over the years. All the smiles and hugs I earned! “Trust me it’s not easy to get broken kids to smile let a lone dance in a shelter, where no kid should have to be, but so many are. All different ages and backgrounds. It’s never easy with them but I’m persistent because once they do try it and learn some steps, those small moments of happiness can block out the heartache that brought them to the shelter. I always start off with something easy like the cupid shuffle and as I get a line or two going more and more make their way in. That usually ends up into requests to learn a hot new dance out like the “KiKi challenge” to “In my feelings” by Drake. And that turns into something for the kids to look forward to and hope for another day. It also helps me knowing I could help make a difference in their day, same as my mom. If I put up a fancy building noone who I want to help would come, think about it, think about all the lost kids I can help just be kids even if it’s for a few moments in a day, a few days a week” Harrison buried his red face and hid his emotions in my tummy. Tom sat up on his elbow with a look of admiration. “Wow, your amazing y/n, I’ll never be able to tell you enough tiny dancer” he kissed my thigh and layed back down in thought. ”I learned to dance as a teenager, both hip hop and ballet. I’d like to do that again, reminds me of before life changed, when life was fun” I felt my belly do that flip flop thing picturing Tom dancing to the music I do. “What about you Haz?” I asked soft wondering why he hid from me. “You’ll just have to show me, I have two left feet, please just drop it y/n” he laughed yet still covered his face.”I’d love to show you Hazzy, it’s my way of expressing my feelings and make others feel. It’s never been sexual, but it’s helped me with confidence in myself. I learned so much from watching my mother. It’s just who I am, I’m the artist of sorts, it’s my outlet to let go and just be, just be me” I smiled lifting his face to look at me. I wanted to know where his mind was, he looked a little sad and hopeful at the same time. His eyes told a story. I’d find out another day.

There was nothing to debate when it came to where we were headed after this. I was going to live with them on the coast of the Pacific Palisades in Los Angeles or in London where they stayed often, it was agreed without words, where they went, I went. We honestly didn’t have a weird or awkward moment. And for the remainder of our stay we didn’t get sexual. I was thankful because my kitty needed a rest. I think they both picked up on that when I wouldn't even ride a jet ski solo and opted to lay out while they played. The week flew by! Toms brother’s Harry and Sam would be here tomorrow midday with the Yacht Tom called for moments after out faithful collision. I was nervous to meet them but a quick face time chat let me see that all four of them were closer than ever. I wanted to give my savagez something to remember this place by so I went to the other side of the island where there were unique items for sale. I had us t-shirts made that said Savagez. I found a necklace for Harrison that was the shape of an angel wing and engraved on the back it read “For he will command his angels to guard you in all your ways” Toms necklace was harder to find but it was perfect. I found him a Miansai Dove Pendant with St Christopher to protect him and bring him peace when he’s away from me. **(side note, since they actually wear these now we can thank ourselves for the gift) :) **

As I returned to our bungalow I could make out the large sleek black yacht in the distance. I walked to the edge of the railing to get a better look with my bulging eyes “Holy shit!” I yelled to Tom below me as he was talking to two younger men, I assumed his brothers. They were loading our bags into a smaller boat that matched the yacht. “Wow, usually I’d say men make up for what they lack in the bedroom with their big toys but I can’t crack that joke with either of you” I said as Harrison laughed from behind me as I stared at it feeling awestruck. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head against him. “It’s beautiful isn’t it y/n?” he said soft as he swayed me in his arms. “Absolutely but it’s a bit much for a boat, why not just rest on that thing verse ever coming here, it’s like your own personal island?” I said giggling at it all. “Well angel, that place right there is more of our home and hub all in one, It’s why we named her “Home”. All four, now five of us will be on that beauty more than we’ll care to be. It has everything you need and more. Our own theater, indoor pool, complete with a waterfall. It even has a helipad to land the chopper on. We each have a side of the yacht to ourselves, believe me you’ll understand once your cooped up long enough with us” I turned in his arms “If you each have a side where will I stay?” I pouted playfully and he held my face “Lets see, Harry has the port side, Sam has the starboard side, Tom has the bow and I have the stern..humm, you’ll just have to make due on that speedboat down there. It has its own personal space inside.” I smacked his hands away as he laughed at my not amused face. “I’ll just stay here then” I teased pushing him gently away “Noway love, I’ll never let you go, your stuck with me forever” his sky blue eyes pierced mine and I felt myself falling more for him “Forever sounds perfect” We snapped a picture of us kissing as Tom walked up with Harry and Sam. They looked like Tom in little ways but not each other. Tom handed my phone to Harry and told him to take our picture. They both looked confused as Tom and Haz kissed each cheek. I looked at Tom in horror as I realized they knew nothing about me and him or Haz and myself or all three of us. “Don't worry guys, we have lots to talk about at dinner tonight!” Tom laughed kissing my hand as he pulled me behind him. They both shrugged their shoulders and begged to stay on land a little longer. Haz winked at me letting me know he meant what he said about not always loving that yacht. We took a few more pictures for memories and walked to the resort for our fill in dinner!

Harry and Sam were easy going and sweet. They weren’t like my savagez. They were apart of the team but behind the scenes as Tom explained.Harry spoke first “ I’m strategic intelligence, I’m the cool one who researches, analyzes and assess any missions Tom and Haz might be assigned or choose to accept. I’m usually the first one to scout the area and get a feel for the situation. I like adventurous dangers” he winked at me “ Thus, earning his nickname Johnny from Hotel Transylvania” Haz threw his bread at him and he caught it in mid air as they cracked up. I felt uneasy as Sam looked at Tom silently questioning him “Sam is operational and tactical intelligence y/n, he focuses on keeping us safe while on a mission and if things got heavy he is the man who gets us reinforcements and out of shity situations. Even if it means dealing with the politics of it all, it’s why he has a pretty face” Tom said with slight annoyance at his brothers silence. Sam leaned forward looking at Tom, Haz and then to me. Haz held my hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. “Your sure about telling all this to a woman you met less than a week ago?” he stared in his eyes as Tom drummed his fingers on the table trying to stay calm. “Have you ever known me to fuck up and make a careless mistake that would cost us our lives and lose more of the only family we have left brother?” Tom said raising his eyebrows and sitting back against the chair hard, waiting to be challenged more. Sam didn’t back down “Not at all Thomas, but you or Haz also never let a woman in your heart have you?” Sam said with all fairness. Tom clenched his jaw sitting back up quickly. SHIT! Harry cut them off “Like I said SAM, I’m the cool one does research and assesses anything that comes in their paths, FIRST. Y/N has something in common with all of us, don’t forget that brother.” Harry looked at me as he spoke again “I’m sorry that your lost your only parent and have spent so many years alone, we have been blessed with each other, sometimes trusting an outsider isn’t easy but Sam is just cautious, as taught by Tom, forgive him darling and lets start this over, please” he said looking at both Sam and Tom. Haz rubbed the small of my back as I took a deep breath trying to grip my emotions. “Nothing to forgive” I said a little shaky at first. “If you both look after them even when it comes to a nobody like me, then I’ll forever be in debt to you both”

Sam was quick to speak up “Y/N, your not a nobody love, you can bet your ass that your well above a special somebody to get into Tom’s stone heart” he then pointed at Harrison “This man might seem easy going but he breaks just as easy, he keeps himself guarded with humor for a reason” he looked me in the eyes and I noticed they were hazel, unlike his brothers “I mean this to come out in the best way possible” he sighed “Since they both have let you in AND agreed to share you, your already more than deserving to be called family, please say you forgive me y/n” he said looking remorseful at me. “I forgive you Sam” I smiled at him the best I could with the tears of emotions starting to flow. “Now look what you did, you made us party poopers” Harry said loud punching Sams arm. Next thing we knew in burst a loud man to our private dining area announcing himself loudly.

“Did someone say party?” he sang out as he danced his happy self to our table. My eyes were wide as all four of them cracked up calling him Jacob. Tom got up as Haz wrapped his arms around the bigger man. He pulled Tom into there embrace and widen his eyes at me over his sunglasses. “Is this y/n who is stealing the hearts of the men I love so very much?” he bellowed out as if it was an accusation not a question. I stood still unsure of who he was and how he fit into all this. No One mentioned anyone outside of the four of them. I supposed they did have friends in this business. Tom came back to my side and sensed my nervousness. “Late as always Jacob but not when it counts!” he winked at me as Jacob stole Hazs seat. “I trust you brought back my helicopter back in one piece?” Tom asked laughing at Haz trying to move the man more than double his size out of his chair. Jacob ignored all the commotion around him and eyed me up and down. “Good lawd woman you are a sight to behold! If I had known your fine self was here on this island for the taking, I’d of never ever dropped these two vanilla wafers off. Look at you y/n! Those sexy curves and thighs that would make Thor the god of thunder himself jealous, ooooh, no wonder it takes two of them to steal your heart love. Hips like honey, thick and sweet. Tell me darling, are they treating you right? If not, say the word and I’ll drop em outta the sky for you!” he smiled so huge that I busted out in laughter and hugged him outta instinct. “Careful now, once you go big you won’t want these twigs!” he said hugging me back. Tom pulled me away onto his lap as soon as he let go and Haz took my seat punching Jacobs leg hard. We finished our dinner in laughter and with a buzz we walked towards the yacht called “Home”

I did a quick sweep of the empty bungalow and looked out at the beautiful view as sun began to sink low. I snapped a quick picture and then turned for a selfie. When I lowered my hand Tom and Haz were in the doorway waiting on me. They took one last selfie with me and I think we all felt how much this place had changed us, forever. I gave them their gifts instead of waiting, it just felt right. To my surprise they had gifts of their own for me. I can’t begin to tell of all the things that were made that read King and Queen. Two Kings, one Queen for every Hat, robe, towel, shirt, hoodie, sweatpants, cup and more, they had them made together and that made my heart fuller. Haz gifted me a watch with Angel written inside it, made of real diamonds I was sure of that and it had tiny feathers carved along the wristband. He slipped it on and kissed my wrist “In case it isn’t obvious yet, your my angel y/n. You saved me from myself and the pain I’ve lived in everyday, my heart is light as a feather since meeting you and it can only mean your my angel” he said kissing me on the lips softly. Tom cleared his throat and I gave him my attention as he gifted me a bracelet made of diamonds shaped with hearts and stars with a star that dangled from it. I looked at him and before I could ask he grinned at me, scooping me up spinning us around “I wanted an M for mine mine MINE” he growled setting me down. “But I settled for the star, because you are my star y/n, you brought light to the darkest place I’ve been in for so long now and so this was perfect” Tom said kissing my lips and hugging me hard. Haz squeezed me from behind and all three of us stood in peace, embracing each other.

“Come on love birds!” Jacob said from the open window with his chin resting on his hands. He was batting his eyelashes dramatically making us laugh “If you want just stay here, lil homie will be out of gas if we keep waiting on you any longer” he smiled big at me “I named the speed boat lil homie, because ya know, it’s from the yacht home” he said cracking himself up. He started to walk away and yelled back “besides it’s not like you didn’t buy this place already right, tell it see you later not goodbye?”

“JACOB!” Tom and Haz yelled together “We haven’t told y/n yet!” Haz said covering my ears if I haven't already heard! “Huh, your such as ass!” Tom yelled as he darted out after him. “Surprise!” smiled Harrison as I stood shocked and wide eyed with a huge smile. I was speechless as he pulled my hand behind him and led us down to the sand where they all waited. Tom held out his hand helping me up and hugging me tight “Sorry love, we were going to tell you, but in a different way” he smiled against my neck. “It’s okay, I’ll pretend to be surprised when you guys tell me, just put the receipt in a box, I bet I’ll be shocked!” I laughed. Jacob put the boat in gear and Tom poured us all a glass of champagne. Harrison slid me into his embrace and we watched as our newly purchased bungalow faded away. The sun setting made the sky a beautiful orange and yellow mixed with red. But my eyes were locked on Harrisons sky blue eyes. In that moment he was all I wanted. I reached for him and Haz leaned into my face and kissed my lips softly. Tom cleared his throat as my lips parted to welcome his warm tongue that danced with mine, I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me deep and slow. He tasted like bubbly and mint. I needed more! I got lost in his Hazziness yet again as he ran a finger down my neck and over my hardening nipples. He broke our kiss and nipped my ear and slowly bit his way down my skin. His throat making noises under my growing heart rate. FUCK! I bit my lip as Tom squeezed my inner thigh and Haz kissed my hand resting it on his bulge. I squeezed him wanting to bring him back. It took a glance at Tom talking to his brothers to remind me we weren’t alone on that boat, my buzz off Haz made me forget. Harrison smiled at me as I downed my glass and helped myself to a refill. Soon enough we would be.

I started to overthink things in the way I do, as we docked the boat inside. The other three hopped out and started to carry our stuff inside the yacht. The area was lit enough where I’m sure my face was readable as Jacob yelled from the door “Hey Y/N where’s your stuff going?” I exhaled loudly as Tom and Haz looked at me in screaming silence “That's the million dollar question” I mumbled to myself shaking my head. “Let’s flip a coin, love” Tom said easing my growing anxiety. Heads it’s Hazes room or tails it’s mine” he winked. I smiled at him stopping his hand from digging in his pocket “I knew you were an ass man before you picked tails” I laughed kissing his hand still in mine. Haz got off the boat quietly in defeat and went inside quickly as Tom pulled me into his arms. “Tommy, I just meant that I didn’t need a coin to make my choice. I need to spend time with Harrison” I choked out moving my face away from his. I couldn’t take his eyes if they were going to make me feel guilty. I couldn’t help how my heart felt. “You don’t think I already knew princess?” he brought my eyes to his and he was being sincere. “I wouldn’t of stopped you back there if we were alone” he smiled “Haz needs you just as much I can tell, just don’t stay away for too long or I’ll go crazy. We have time, it’s a long way to the states from here” he kissed my head sweetly and led me inside. My stuff was left by the door so Tom picked it up with me and showed me the way to Harrisons side of the three story yacht. The inside was breathtaking as we made our way to the glass elevator and ascended to the top. I tried to take it all in. The main floor was open with a peek at what was a kitchen, a large entry way that read cinema told me where I could watch anything I wanted, I could see light coming in from the setting sun and as I looked up I could see the roof was glass. Tom carried all my bags outside Hazes door and I stood by the elevator chewing my lip as Tom got back inside it. “I’ll see you soon darling” he smiled winking at me as the glass closed. I looked back at Hazes door and took a deep breath walking towards it. I knocked gently without an answer. So I knocked harder.

Part 7 is underway and will be out Saturday/Sunday 08/04 08/05. Thank you for taking this ride with me! I got a lot of love from part 5 and that lets me know your dirty minded like me lol. Thank you to my tags who helped me put out part 6 so Harrison could have 7. Being with both of them yet separate is hard, someone tell Tom to get aboard! :) Hugz darlings! Happy reading

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