willmack eiffle towering with mack’s gf? 👀👀👀
paris at home, macklin celebrini & will smith
willmack bring paris to the bedroom
paring macklin celebrini x fem!reader x will smith warnings threesome, oral (m), obviously eiffel towering, willmack kiss wc 1.2k note smash this request. anyways domish!mack felt weird to write lowkey
“F-Fuck, you’re doing s’good, baby…“ Mack’s mouth dropped open when he thrust forward into your palm in a futile attempt to get more friction from your tongue. All your attention was on the tip of his cock, your tongue alternating between swirling figure eights on the slit and suctioning your lips around the very tip with just enough force to pull his hips closer to you.
You didn’t care to blink away the tears that distorted your vision from the pleasure coming from behind you, your ass raw from the way Will kept smacking against it, red handprints blossoming across the smooth skin enough for his hips to meet yours harder.
You were doing a fairly good job at teasing your needy boyfriend considering the current state that your mind was forced into, a mixture of submissiveness with the perfect amount of dominance. You somehow managed to keep Macklin far enough for the high you knew he otherwise would've already reached, all while taking whatever his best friend – and by forced proximity, yours – without hesitation.
After Will hit a specific spot deep in your cunt you arched your back further for the man behind you, your spine curving enough to catch the lamp's shine, your skin glistened with sweat and something Will is learning is entirely yours.
“Take me s’good, you’d think you were made f’me.” He slurred his words while reaching deep into you, the new angle enabling exactly where he was trying to reach. He was too lost in the pleasure to realize what he said, and what it meant for all of you. But thankfully, the words didn't stick with any of you. Not yet, at least.
Will could see the way you were teasing Macklin and as much as he loved to watch it, he knew the other man needed more. And so Will moved his hands from their resting position on your ass and pushed his palms into the curve of your back, his fingers wrapping around your waist in a way that made it easier to pull you back into him.
The first time Will pulled you against him you’d bounced back even harder, Macklin’s entire length slipping down your throat without warning, your eyes squeezing closed as you gagged against him due to how sudden it happened.
Macklin let out a choked whimper when the harsh gag vibrated up his cock, the new suction nearly making him lose his mind. His legs shook from beneath him when your body was pushed forward again –except this time your nose was met with his lower stomach.
Macklin heard a quiet chuckle and snapped his head up towards Will, their eyes meeting and sharing a knowing look before they both pushed forward again, their bodies working together to use you.
Instead of pulling you back against him this time, Will used his hold on you to keep you still. Your body was held in a still enough state that made it easier for both boys to share you between them, to manipulate your body whichever way they wanted.
“You look so pretty for Will, it’s such a shame that he can’t see it from back there.” Macklin pouted down at your tear-streaked cheeks with a newfound dominating glaze, your tears glistening the same way your cunt did when he usually railed you from behind.
His gaze then drooped to your lips, the sight making him cock twitch in your warm mouth. Spit was practically dripping from the corners of your lips, small bubbles pushing out with each thrust he pushed in, your face and his thighs messy with saliva.
He wrapped one of his hands around the base of his cock, his fingers wrapping around it as he slowly pulled himself out. His mouth watered when strings of your spit came out with it, his cock completely coated in your saliva. Some strings were still attached to your lips that reflected in the light, enough for him to lose his composure.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Macklin looked back up at Will only to see that his eyes were attached to the strings connecting your body to Will's. Will's lip was pulled between his teeth while his thrusts grew faster, the sight fueling his libido.
“I wish I could taste it, I bet she tastes so fucking sweet.” Will grunted between heavy exhales, which made Macklin look back down at you and the fucked out expression on your face, “dirty fucking slut liked that, didn’t she? Pussy tightening around my cock in front of your boyfriend? Pathetic.”
It was shameless, but it was light work compared to what Macklin offered the man after his words sat with him. “You want to taste it, Smitty?” Will’s eyes were wide in confusion but his hips stuttered, “Fuck yes, how?”
Macklin didn’t verbally answer Will’s question. But instead, he connected his mouth with yours. He pushed his tongue into your mouth sloppy enough for Will to hear, his tongue swirling around yours the same way you did to his cock earlier, your shared taste entering his mouth as he sucked your tongue into his mouth.
It was filthy. Your spit was collecting on his chin as it moved against yours – the mess transferring onto his now damp skin. Loud smacks mixed with muffled moans replaced the noises your mouth was making earlier, Macklin practically eating your lips as he took everything you had to offer – but it wasn’t his offer to accept.
Macklin pulled back after a few minutes, his eyes low as he stared at your swollen lips. “So pretty,” he whispered just loud enough for you to hear before he leaned forward again. But instead of kissing you, he stuck out his tongue instead, his nose ghosting yours as he licked a swipe across your lips.
“Ready to taste her, baby?” Will didn’t have time to process what Macklin had asked – or called him, before Macklin’s lips were on his.
Will’s body responded before his mind did – his lips following the rhythm that Macklin had set. The kiss lasted at most twenty seconds before Macklin pulled away with a proud grin, the strings of spit strung between their mouths and mirroring the ones that once hung from his cock.
“Open your mouth.” Will’s eyes were heavily hooded with excitement when he opened his mouth without hesitation, his tongue slightly poking out when Macklin’s fingers wrapped around his throat.
Macklin gathered the spit in his mouth before dropping it into Will’s – an audible sound leaving Will’s throat while his eyes fluttered closed. Macklin’s fingers moved higher up his throat before he forced his jaw to close, “It’s sweet, hm?”
He used his own hand to nod the boy's head in agreement, a satisfied hum leaving his lips as he felt the boy greedily swallow beneath his hand. “Her pussy tastes even better.” Will’s eyes snapped open again when he was forced out of you and onto his knees, his eyes levelled with your gushing cunt.
Will tilted his head up to look at Macklin once and at the younger boy's nod of approval he looked back down towards your clenching cunt. “Don't keep my baby waiting, Will.”
And Will had to agree, the taste of your cunt was way better than the taste of your spit mixed with his best friend's. It’s just a shame he has yet to taste Macklin’s cum mixed with yours, he’d unfortunately have to wait just a bit longer for that.
