#triplets verse

[bellum-avem]

FINALLY FINISHED! The “Queen Kids”! For myself, @girlsofthedcu, and @legacyscreamed! (You know, in case we ever want to do a triplets/sisters verse)

[rosegoldrebels-archive]

BEAN'S. YES.

I’m tryinggg!!!

I do have an idea for the next part, but. I’m hung up that I have other things that should be finished first. 

I haven’t forgotten about the verse though! I do have more plans for it. It’s just a matter of… when.

[mystery-anon-amy-blog]

I wouldn't mind if you continued your triplets/Dean-fic. It would actually be all kinds of awesome if it became a 'verse! :D

-http://the-lavender-menace.tumblr.com/

THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND I COULD NOT. I NEED MORE OF THIS IS THERE MORE OF IT? PLEASE TELL ME THERE IS MORE OR YOU WILL MAKE MORE.

-http://highermagic.tumblr.com/

Oh my Mystery Anon. The things you do…

vjkfdlkfsd is there any possible way I can have more of this ‘verse? Pretty please?

*bats eyelashes*

-http://fuckyeahdestielwillneverdie.tumblr.com/

For the record, I'm pretty sure Dean might die from this verse.

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He was dreaming.  That was it.  Dean had to be dreaming because there was no way that he was watching Misha, Jimmy and Cas having threesome foreplay right in his bedroom.

At this point he couldn't even tell them apart.  He knew that Castiel had the wicked sex hair and he was pretty sure that it was Misha who's hands were gripped tight in it.  Which meant that it was Jimmy who was lip locked with Mish.

Maybe.

But he didn't care.

All he really knew was that the triplets were getting it on with each other and they let Dean watch.  Their mouths moved in sync, their eyes shut with pleasure.  Castiel's hair was out of control and Misha pulled on his hair, exposing his neck for Jimmy to lick and suck.  Cas responded by grabbing Misha's swollen dick and pulling.

These three were tearing each other apart and it was absolutely wrecking Dean.

He pressed the heel of his palm against his aching hardness, watching as the triplets all pulled off their shirts, revealing three perfect torsos.  Cas had scars from a car accident, Misha had this freckle by his nipple, and Jimmy was ridiculously toned.

Dean moaned and they all turned to face him, matching blue eyes dark with want.  An evil smirk appeared on their faces and they crawled over Dean.

"You like that, don't you?" Misha said, sliding up Dean's body, mouth hot against his hear, "Watching us.  Wish you were in the middle of it, don't you?"

Dean would have said something but Jimmy was pulling down his pants and Cas's teeth were on his neck.  He settled for a moan.

"We're gonna fuck you wide open," Misha continued, "One at a time until you can't move.  Cas first and you know that Jimmy's gonna have his mouth around your cock, staring at your pretty little face while I fuck your mouth."

The rest of Misha's words were drowned out as Dean let out a moan.  Jimmy's hot mouth around his dick, sucking it softly as he went down.  Cas pressed a finger inside him, biting Dean's neck and licking at the mark.  Dean reached a hand down to tangle in Jimmy's dark hair, another pulling Misha down for a biting kiss.

Soon, all too soon, Cas was pushing himself deep into Dean.  Dean moaned into Misha's mouth, pushing himself back against Cas.  Jimmy held down Dean's hips, hard enough to bruise, and sucked hard, flicking his tongue out.

Dean was a mess of nerves.  Over sensitized he thinks is what it's called.  All he knows is that he is surrounded by hot blue eyes and thick black hair, a low voice murmuring in his ear, a mouth around his aching cock, and a tongue in his mouth.

He came almost violently.  Light flashed beneath his eyelids (when did his eyes shut?) and a hoarse scream ripped from his throat.  He twitched as Jimmy swallowed him down, toes curling and hand pulling at Misha's hair.  Castiel gave a low groan and came soon after.

But they weren't done.  Not by a long shot.

Cas pulled out slowly, pressing tender kisses to the side of Dean's neck.  Misha continued doing sinful things with his tongue and Dean melted.  Jimmy pulled back, taking Dean's feet in his hands and slowly rubbing them, toe by toe.  Despite himself, he could feel himself hardening again.

Jimmy took in Dean's big toe, tongue running under the pad and sucked.  He did the same with the other nine, fingers rubbing soothing circles on his ankles.  Misha pulled his mouth away just long enough to whisper in Dean's ear.  Dean blushed red and his hips jerked.

Seeing a chance, Jimmy rammed himself into Dean.  Dean screeched and his head flew back.  Castiel flipped himself over so he could press hot wet kisses to Dean's stomach, trailing up to his chest and back down.  Dean reached out frantically and pressed his hand against Cas's shoulder blades.  Castiel stiffened and nearly shoved Misha out of the way to reach Dean's mouth.

Misha, undeterred, moved behind Cas, easing himself on Dean's cock inch by inch.  Part of Dean wondered when the hell Misha got himself opened like this, but the rest of him didn't care.  Misha reached forward, once he was completely filled, and rubbed his brother's back, bringing Cas up and licking at his neck.

Dean was wrecked.  Completely wrecked.  Three beautiful boys, with dark hair and blue eyes, all on top of him and he was pushing a second orgasm already.  Cas turned around, rubbing himself and Misha together, lips locked tight.  Jimmy was creating a mess of Misha's neck.  Cas arched his back and Dean reached up, rubbing those shoulders, right on his sweet spot.

It was like a small bomb went off.

Cas moaned, arching into Dean's touch and squeezed his and Misha's dicks together, both of them coming at the same time.  Dean moaned as Misha clenched his muscles, coming a second time followed by Jimmy.

Sweaty and exhausted the fell on the bed, tangled up in limbs.

[mystery-anon-amy-blog]

A slice of Triplets/Dean

Dean learned pretty quick that there were some tell differences to the triplets...

Misha had a dirty mouth.  A loud one too.  Dean hoped that the neighbors couldn't hear.

Castiel had this weird area on his shoulder blades that if you rubbed just right made him melt.

Jimmy loved having his fingers sucked.

Jimmy also loved sucking Dean's fingers.  And toes.

Misha had almost a thousand kinky fantasies.  Some involved bondage or cross dressing and there was one incident backstage of the theater.

When Cas was slowly fucking Dean from behind, he would press his lips to Dean's ear and whisper sweet nothings of love.

Misha would hum Black Sabbath while his lips were wrapped tight around Dean's erection.  Then the bastard would smirk and hum Metallica.

Jimmy brought in chocolate syrup and whipped cream and smeared it all over Dean.  Which ever brother got the most off Dean first won.  Or which ever one got Dean to orgasm the hardest.

Cas would insist on post-sex cuddling.

Misha insisted on post-sex blowjobs.

Jimmy quoted poetry during sex.  Dean couldn't understand half of it, but hearing those words and the effortless way they fell from his lips was surprisingly erotic.

At night when they were convinced that Dean was out cold from his fourth orgasm, the three of them talked.  Cas already had plans for college, Jimmy had a job lined up, and Misha was convinced on keeping Dean.  Then they'd curl up together around Dean, six sets of fingers trailing across his body reverently.  Then, one by one, they'd kiss his lips and whisper "I love you" before falling asleep.

Those nights were some of the best.  Second only to seeing the triplets put on a show for Dean.

There was only one thing the triplets learned about Dean:

He was a screamer.