Hey can I get an Elite imagine Valerio x M!Reader x Polo where the reader basically replaces Cayetana in the pool scene. Honestly, I just want filthy smut with them pleasing and seducing the male reader, because the reader is bi-curious. Thankx!
A/N: Polo and Val were so hot
Pairing: Polo x Valerio x male!reader
Warnings: smut, pool sex, threesome, a lot of dirty talk, light choking, filth
Summary: Y/n thought they just wanted to study
You sighed roughly, pulling at your tie as you entered Polo’s house. Your books felt as if they were breaking your wrist, running a hand over your face as you made your way to Polo’s room.
“Y/n!” Valerio cheered childishly as you entered.
You looked to see Polo leaning back against his headboard, smiling up at you, with Val laying on the boy’s stomach.
You nodded in greeting to the boys, shrugging off your blazer and sliding off your shoes before jumping into the bed beside them.
“What’s wrong, hm?” Polo noticed your tired eyes, running a hand through your hair.
You held back a soft moan, cheeks flushing red as you shook your head back and forth.
Valerio shared a grin with Polo, the two boys eyeing you up every chance they got.
“Fucking Martin is killing me,” you sighed. Pressing your palms to your eyes, shaking your head lightly.
Valerio tsked, running a finger under your jawline to make you look up once again.
“By the pool?” Polo asked as he stood, grabbing your books and his own.
“Vale.” Valerio helped pull you off the bed as you both followed Polo outside, the warmth of his hand burning into your back as he led you to one of the daybeds.
You sat down on the edge, Polo once again leaning against the headboard, and Val deciding to use your thigh as a pillow.
You felt your heart pounding in your chest, suddenly realizing how attractive both of your friends were.
You figured everyone found Polo attractive, how could they not? And the same went for Val when he wasn’t high out of his mind.
Unforunaltey for you, you had never realized the two’s quiet whispers about how they wanted to bend you over your desk in class.
“Are you paying attention?” Polo asked with a grin. You shook your head apologetically, puffing out your cheeks as your eyes met his.
You opened your mouth to reply, but it was cut off by a breathy gasp.
Valerio was pressing hot kisses to your clothed thigh, and if he were to move over he would be mouthing at your dick.
Polo seemed to notice the conflicted look in your eyes, leaning up so he was on his knees in front of you.
He leaned down, capturing your lips in a slow kiss.
“Is this okay?” Polo smirked at your lust filled eyes, giving him a slow nod.
Valerio then sat up, winking at you as he too kissed you. His kiss was a lot rougher, more fire behind it.
A small gasp left you when his hands went to your ass, pulling you onto his lap so you straddled him.
You felt Polo kissing at your neck, cold hands sliding up your shirt and moving to rub at your chest.
“Mierda.” You gasped, pulling away from Val’s lips.
A low moan pulled from you when Polo pulled the other boy in to a seering kiss, feeling Val’s hardening cock press into yours, and Polo’s press into your back.
“Okay?” Polo muttered against your shoulder as he slowly pulled up your shirt, earning a nod from you.
“So hot,” Valerio grinned.
He and Polo watched you with fiery eyes. Valerio had caught Polo watching you millions of times at school, doing it himself quiet often.
You were definitely the most reserved of your group, which isn’t saying much considering how flamboyant Lu and Guzmán could be.
But now, seeing your eyes roll into the back of your head, and muttering curses under your breath, was such a sight.
Polo untangled himself from you and Val, pulling off his shirt with a smile.
You looked at him in confusion, Valerio continuing to leave hickies on your skin.
“Pool,” was all Polo said, jumping in once he had completely stripped.
“Up for it, handsome?” Valerio winked as his hands moved to undo your belt, palming your erection through your boxers for good measure.
You rutted your hips against his hand, not caring how desprate you looked.
“Oye.” Polo whistled at you both, wanting you back in his grasp.
You and Val both stripped, the curly headed boy shoving you into the pool with a laugh before diving after you.
As soon as you resurfaced, Polo’s arms were at your waist, pressing a finger to your entrance.
A loud moan ripped from your chest, Valerio palming himself at the noise while Polo had a smug grin. You wrapped a leg around Polo’s waist, both of your hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly.
Polo found himself growing harder at the whimpers he could bring from you, just with his fingers. Without a warning, he pressed in another, smirking when he felt you trying to bounce on his fingers.
“Fuck, right there,” you whined.
You almost gaped at Polo’s words, but before you could reply Valerio was pulling your hair roughly, his free hand squeezing your ass.
“Come on, handsome,” He pressed a kiss to your neck as Polo slowly began to add another finger.
“Fuck, Polo. Please, please fuck me. Need you to open me up, please.”
Valerio audibly moaned at your words, Polo grinning at him. The two leaned over your shoulder to kiss, and you peppered kisses across Val’s neck as they did so.
“Vale?” Val whispered, biting the bottom of your ear.
You gasped as Polo brushed against your prostate, rolling your head forward to rest on his shoulder.
His eyes were nearly black, having wanted you like this for years. Struggling for air as you ground down against his hand, desprate for friction.
Suddenly, he removed his fingers, a low whine coming from you as he did so.
“Y/n.” You turned to Valerio, seeing him say with his legs spread against the steps of the pool.
You quickly moved toward him, grinning as he fisted your hair in his hand. He was sat with his legs apart, his cock standing straight up and leaking.
You didn’t waste any time, taking him all the way down your throat.
“Motherfucker,” Val thrusted his hips up, a sharp twist of your hair making you moan.
Tears pricked the side of your eyes, but you didn’t care, moving your head up and down as he fucked into your throat.
“Who knew pretty boy was so good at taking dick, hm?” Valerio winked when you looked up at him, Polo coming to his side and kissing him roughly.
With his free hand, Val moved to slowly stoke Polo, biting his lip roughly.
After a while, you noticed the hitch in Valerio’s breathing, Polo seeming to notice to as he pulled away from the boy.
Instead, he moved behind you, replacing Val’s hand with his own as he pulled your head back so you were staring up at the curly headed boy.
Valerio hurriedly stroked at his dick, panting and gasping as he released all over your face. It was on your cheeks, your nose, and thankfully on your lips.
Polo used his thumb, wiping it up and bringing it to your mouth. You were sure to make a show of it, your eyes locked onto Valerio’s as you gave a loud moan at the taste of him.
“Joder.” He gasped for breath, throwing his head back.
Polo pulled you up, spinning you around to wipe the rest of Val’s come off your face. Once it was gone he lifted you so your ass was on the ledge of the pool, while he still stood in the water.
With one swift thrust he buried himself deep inside you, a loud moan coming from you. It made Polo grin, the way you were already begging him to move faster, unable to stop the moans.
He did as asked, using his elbows to brace himself on the concrete as he thrusted up into you.
“So tight,” he hissed as he hammered your prostate.
You were nearly screaming as you drug your nails down his back, moving to meet his thrusts as another hand went to your throat.
Valerio looked down at you for any signs of hesitation, only to find none. The boy moaned at the sight of your eyes alone, the (e/c) pools drenched with nothing but lust.
He squeezed your throat lightly, your hands moving from Polo’s back to wrap around his wrist.
Once Val started to see a haziness in your eyes he let off, instead moving to press kisses to your chest.
Polo was now out of the pool completely, fucking into you on the concrete wildly, biting into your neck.
“Shit,” your hand went to Valerio’s hair when he bit down on your nipple, his free hand rubbing roughly at the other. “Harder, fuck. Please, harder, Polo.”
The boy noticed Valerio was hard once again, the two sharing a hazy look as Polo nodded to you.
Polo pulled you up so you were straddling his hips, Val moving behind you and pressing a finger inside you alongside Polo’s dick.
You moaned, skin flushed red at the thought of what was about to happen, grinding down as Val pressed in another finger.
“Just fuck me,” you begged, Polo moaning at your words.
Val pressed a lingering kiss to your neck as he slowly entered you, his cock rubbing against Polo’s as all three of you moaned.
You whined lightly, reveling in the feeling of burning pleasure, one hand on Polo’s shoulder while your head rolled back onto Val’s chest.
“So pretty like this,” Val whispered as he and Polo began to roughly thrust up. “Tomorrow everyone is going to know. After they realize you can’t walk straight.”
Polo laughed at that, pulling your hair harshly as Val’s hands went to rub at your nipples.
“Still so tight with two dicks in you?” Val’s hot breath was against your ear, a low whining coming from you. “How’s it feel?”
“So good,” you gaped. “So fucking good— Fuck, right there!” The two boys hammered on your prostate, all three of you just as close as the other as your heavy breaths filled the air.
Polo moved his hand from your hair, going to stroke at your cock as he pressed his lips to yours in a vulgar kiss.
“Where?” He asked against your lips, teeth scraping together.
“Inside me. Please, mierda. Both of you inside me.”
Polo groaned at your words, giving a hard thrust as he released inside you.
Valerio bit down on your shoulder, nearly drawing blood as he gave a rough pull to your nipples, making you spill all over Polo’s chest and your own.
You saw stars once your release peaked, feeling as if the high would last forever as the two slowly pulled out of you. Their come dripping down your legs.
Your arms nearly gave out when Val pushed you onto all fours, licking the excess from your thighs and shoving it back inside you with his tongue.
“Fuck me,” Polo huffed as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Next time, hopefully,” you grinned, your voice rough from all the screaming.
“Next time?” Valerio grinned, pulling you into a kiss by the back of your head.
“Next time,” Polo confirmed with a nod. The three of you sat their for a while, trying to regain the energy to stand.
The next day everyone took notice of how you limped while walking to class.
