Bro santa and bundus threesome yada yada, bundus is fucking you and he's an absolute fucking mess. He's moaning louder than you, face red, sweat dripping down his body, and his eyes completely focused on the way Bro was fucking your throat. It was much more intimate between the two of you. His hand tangled in your curls as he held the back of your head. Each roll of his hips made him damn there hit the back of your throat. He likes to go slower than the pace Bundus does because he pushes your head ALL the way down, till your nose is to his pubes. They're also making out above you :p
imagine just being with Corvus, long term into the relationship. Somehow having a day off with the boss man, alone, no worries for once. The two of you (mainly you) decided spending the day on the beach was the perfect way to relax. It wasn't often you got to see Corvus in anything other than his "office gear".
His toned back was a sight for sore eyes. Glistening from the sweat of the scorching son and the deep, almost achingly cold water he had decided to take a dip in before coming over to where you had been tanning at. A shadow cast over you causing you to take off your headphones to see the distraction. Seeing it was no other than the man you spent your life with made you smile.
"Having fun interrupting me?"
A laugh was the response you managed to get out of him before he crawled next to you.
"Come here."
Your face was in Corvus's neck, giggling against him as he pulled you closer. Feeling your warm breath made his skin jump. The heat of the burning sun was nothing compared to the burning ache he felt whenever you two were so close, mere inches from one another's face. Slowly his hand drifted to the bottom of the thin bathing suit you wore.
The beach was pretty much dead, the sun has started going down and the only source of light had been coming from the small candles he had lit just before the day seemed to start to slow.
"Getting handsy there, big guy. Have no manners now?"
"Manners? Might I remind you who's in charge here, my dear?"
A laugh fell from your lips when he pulled you both to stand up. Strong arms around your waist, leading you over to the changing stalls near where you guys get were sat at.
"What are you doing 'Vus?"
"I missed you so much my love. Can't I show you just what I miss the most?"
Despite his words his body was a lot more sensual in its initiation. Your ass has been mushed against the wall, Corvus between your legs.
"What a sight for sore eyes. Teasing me all damn day in front of everyone with this...you can barely call it clothes, baby."
His fingers tugged at your waistband, flashing everything he had been itching to see all damn day. He was going to have his fun. Hopefully no one would walk in on the two of you.
if i had a whole fandom for my work, my way of caring for fans would be releasing stuff right before kinktober so yall freaks could get off to it right after the premiere while the hyperfixation is still at its finest
He won't tell you exactly what you want to hear. Instead he let his hands do all the talking. He pulls you by your belt loops to keep you at his side at all times. Everyone knew you were his even if he didn't say it. His men were constantly watching you at his own instructions. How could he let his doll be at risk of breaking? When he has you in front of him he's even worse. You wanna join him while smoking? He has a hand around your throat and blows the smoke in your face. You want to sit on his lap? Thats fine, he's gonna have you humping his thigh until both yours and his pants are soaked with your cum. Anything you wanted has to be earned.
Everything about him was fake. His personality, his name, his smile, everything that made Enjin, Enjin. He didn't mind not being liked when it came to people, but when it came to his line of work, he needed some type of connections with the people around him. Even as he grew to be more of a father figure or older brother figure to the kids, he still felt the need for more.
There was an explanation he could give to how much it fulfilled him when Riyo and Rudo came to him. He spent so much time giving them the attention that he craved as he grew up. Having Guita, Amo, and Remlin also attached to his hip all the time he had his hands full. As much as he would bitch and complain Enjin knew he wouldn't give it up.
You being introduced by Corvus was an unexpected move on his end. No one knew what or who you were. So ghostly quiet at times that he often forgot you were there. However you were so gentle with everyone. It made the kids become like little ducklings to you.
Anything they wanted had to go through you first.
Enjin didn't know how to act around you. You were quiet of course so he adapted to that, but the problem was you did the same thing. You adapted to whoever you were around. But it was different from how he did. It wasn't to impress whoever you were around, it was to make them comfortable.
Enjin envied you.
It wasn't fair that you could adapt so easily without having to worry if you'd be liked just by being yourself. All the time he spent crafting the personality everyone knew and loved, and yet you came and took over like nothing.
And yet he couldn't hate you like he wanted to.
Because even to him you were just so gentle. He couldn't fake a way to act because he didn't know just who you were. He had no choice but to be himself around you. Still flirtatious, just a bit quieter. He didn't need to say much, it seemed you could talk enough for both of you guys when he was upset.
You became his person. Who he came to to clear his mind. The one whose hand he held under the table to calm himself. The one whose room he snuck into just to have the comfort of another person there. The one he sent the kids to when he would get overstimulated.
Ak! Jason who fucks your throat whenever you talk back too much to him.
You were a fucking brat, always giving him some type of smart ass remark knowing he wasn't one to be disrespected. Even though you were "immune" to this rule he still had his limits. Giving a slick comment to him in front of his men got your hair wrapped around his hand and dragged to another room. Pushing him when he was upset was never a good idea, but now he was beyond just mad.
Jason had you sat in front of him, collar on your throat, just tight enough where he could barely slip a finger under it. Tears were filling your eyes, begging to pour out with every harsh thrust. Drool covered your lips, any makeup you had on now smudged.
"Don't start that crying shit now. Y' know the damn rules. Wanna act like you're stupid? Then I'm gonna make sure you remember your god damn manners."
Every time you tried to pull back you were just pushed back down. His dick bobbed along your tongue, heavy and thick. The furiousness of his thrust matched just how pissed off you made him with your little act. Your knees began to ache, thighs burning from being forced to sit up. With each act of trying to hold his thighs you were only met with a slap to the cheek.
"Breathe through your nose, because I'm not letting up."
brother's rival! Deondre who was actually really close with you because you both hated how fucking annoying and narcissistic he could be. Deondre was an upperclassman to you, always one to notice the people under him. Being paired with him a few times made you guys really connect. So much to the point you called him "big brother".
Often times you were being followed by the larger man. He was sweet to you, always keeping a watchful eye on you. Maybe a bit too much to be just friends. A kiss on the cheek that edged too close to your lips, a hand that would be on your ass when it should have been on your back, Dre was known for being touchy with people, but his touches with you were intentional. He knows the attention and certainty you craved from those around you. And he had no problem giving it to you.
Deondre broke up a bunch of fights between you and your younger brother. This has been no different. All except that two had got physical. You had brought him back to your room, wrapping up his bloody and swollen knuckles. He had you on his lap, nothing unusual.
When you went to get up Dre pulled you right back down. "Stay right here. Y'r brother needs you {<3}."
His lips started trailing across your neck, blood from his mouth smeared across your skin dirtying you. Dre paid it no mind licking it up to get rid of the evidence. Feeling you start to shiver under him he gently switched you from on his lap to laying on to your back. When your arms wrapped around his neck, he smashed his lips against yours.
"Y' know I love you right?"
This was a question he had asked you a million times, but this time was something different. Not just the platonic teasing he always did. He wanted you in ways that would piss your brother off.
"Yes. I love you too Dre."
"Good. Because I need this more than you could ever imagine."
