#Pi Plug and Play
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Double the Fun
Pairing: Eren Jaeger x f!reader x Reiner Braun
Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
Word Count: ~3.9k
cw: next-door neighbors Eren and Reiner, modern day au, all characters are mid-twenties, explicit language, p*rn no plot, smut – threesome, vaginal sex, anal sex, anal play, spit play, nipple play, cunnilingus, face-riding, blowjob, hand job (M/M), double-penetration, multiple orgasms from the reader, sex toy use (anal plug), cream pies (in both holes), Reiner is a bit of a perv and sniffs panties (just like how he sniffed Historia’s letter in the finale LOL), pet names (baby, sweetheart, sweetie), slight degradation (use of slut, cock slut, whore, and cock sleeve to address the reader), slight breeding kink, sex without a condom (assuming reader is on some form of birth control)
Summary: You’ve been having a bit of a dry spell recently with how busy you’ve been at work. When you finally manage to snag a date with one of your online dating matches, you’re unfortunately stood up, leaving you in a worse mood than before. Lucky for you, your two hot neighbors are more than willing to cheer you up.
Author’s Notes: Phew! This one is a doozy! Please make sure you read the content warnings before reading. This is filthy and shameless; I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I LOVE Eren and Reiner together, idk, they just always scratch this everlasting itch I have. I’m still getting used to writing threesomes, so I hope this is okay! Also, this is my first foray into butt stuff and I may have awoken something inside me, LOL. MDNI divider by the loveliest @/cafekitsune. Thank you for reading!
Taglist: @batafuraikisu @neverlandlostchild @bloompompom @dprkento @a-listaire @man-knees @slvt-for-smut @antique-remains @aiyaaayei
part 4 of to all the boys who live next door anthology series
“Are you sure you don’t want me to sit, like, two tables away? What if this guy is sketch?”
You can spot the obvious concern in Pieck’s voice through the speaker of your phone, which is currently face-up on top of your vanity as you get ready. You finish the last steps of your makeup, inspecting yourself in the mirror, satisfied. “Don’t worry, I’ve got pepper spray in my purse in case he tries anything funny,” you assure your best friend. It’s been a while since you last went on a proper date. Pieck’s always been a worry-wart about you meeting strangers from your online dating apps, constantly reminding you to stay vigilant. Tonight is no different.
“You should at least let your hot neighbors know that you’re going out, so they can keep an eye out for you,” she suggests, throwing that in casually. Ever since you moved in a few months ago, she’s been rooting for you to hook up with either of the two men next door, Eren Jaeger and Reiner Braun. She’s met them plenty of times in passing and would much rather you date one of them instead of the countless of mysterious men on your current roster.
There’s no denying that they’re attractive. Eren with his long, dark hair, striking eyes, and toned physique. Reiner with his sharp jawline, broad shoulders, and well-groomed goatee. They also happen to be incredibly friendly towards you, always greeting you in the hallway with a genuine smile, asking how your day went or what you’ll be up to. They’ve invited you for dinner on several occasions, which has always been pleasant, sometimes leaning towards the flirtatious side. You’re sure they’re just nice guys, cordial neighbors looking out for one another. There’s nothing more to it than that, even if a small part of you wants there to be.
You step back from your reflection, checking yourself out once one more. “I’ll be fine, Pieck.”
“What if I can’t reach you? There should be at least one other person who’s aware of your whereabouts, right?” This is what binging too many true crime documentaries does. Still, you’re grateful for your friend’s concern, knowing it’s all out of love. You can tell she’s actually distressed about this, so you end up agreeing, mostly to appease her. She wishes you well before hanging up as you slip into heels by the door.
You tug at the hem of your skimpy black dress, hand motionless on the doorknob. It’s your first date in over a month. Work has been so busy that you haven’t had time for romance or sex. The variety of sex toys tucked away in your drawer has been your only solace these past few weeks. To say you’re ready for some real action is an understatement. You’re also incredibly nervous, afraid you’ve lost your groove. That’s why you’ve taken extra measures to fully prepare yourself for anything tonight.
With a deep breathe, you step out into the hallway, following Pieck’s advice. You knock on your neighbor’s door and Eren is the first to answer. His expression brightens when he realizes it’s you. “Hi,” he greets you, flashing that charming smile of his. He scans you up and down, taking in your appearance. “Wow.”
“Is that a good wow or a bad wow?” you grin, twirling for him.
He swallows hard, checking you out once more. “Definitely a good wow.”
It’s that extra boost of confidence you need for this date, so you’re appreciative of him. “Thank you, Eren. You’re always so sweet.”
He crosses his arms over his chest, smirking. “So, hot date tonight?”
You decide to be honest with him. “Yeah. It’s been a minute, so I’m a little nervous.”
“Don’t be. Any guy would be lucky to date you.” His eyes twinkle at you kindly.
You imagine Pieck screaming at you from twenty miles away, begging you to date Eren instead of going out with this random swipe right. Eren is simply a sweet guy paying his neighbor a compliment. There’s nothing more to it than that. Before you get the chance to thank him, Reiner’s deeper voice calls out from inside the apartment. “Who is it?”
Without taking his eyes off you, Eren answers with your name. Soon, the blonde joins him, jaw dropping when he notices you. “Fuck.”
Eren elbows him in the chest, to which Reiner mutters a strained apology. “Sorry. You just look amazing.”
The flattery is almost too much, cheeks warm with embarrassment, stomach fluttering. “Thank you.” Reiner is usually the more forward of the two, blurting out whatever is on his mind, though you’re not complaining.
Grinning, Reiner asks, “So, who’s the lucky guy?”
“Someone I met online. My friend said I should let my wonderful neighbors know my whereabouts tonight, in case I end up missing,” you explain casually.
“How morbid,” Eren chuckles. “We’ll keep an eye out for you later so that your friend doesn’t have to worry.”
“I would appreciate that.”
Reiner raises a brow at you. “Unless you’re planning on sleeping with him. We probably won’t see you if it does go well.” He hunches forward when Eren lands another blow to his chest, shutting his roommate up.
You giggle, agreeing with him. “No, you’re totally right. I’m going to stay optimistic and say that if I don’t come home tonight, that’s a good thing.”
“We’ll hope for the best, then,” Eren replies, beaming.
You turn to leave, waving farewell to them. Reiner yells out, “Have fun tonight! But not too much fun!”
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You return to your apartment complex less than two hours later, heels clicking loudly on the tiled steps, feet heavy with disappointment. After taking a twenty-minute taxi ride to the restaurant you agreed to meet him at, you proceeded to wait an entire hour only to realize that you’ve been stood up. No text, no reply, no call. You’ve been made a fool, completely humiliated, the night and the rest of your weekend absolutely ruined by this asshole’s no-show.
It takes you a while to dig through your purse for your keys, patience already worn thin. Frustrated, you groan out loud, staring up at the ceiling. “Why me?”
In the worst timing ever, the door to your left swings open. Eren pops his head out, saying your name curiously.
Reluctantly, you turn to face him. “Hey.”
He comes out, dressed casually in sweats, hair wrapped in a messy bun with the few stray strands draping the back of his neck. “That was quick.”
With an unconvincing smile, trying to hide the shame that currently consumes you, you admit, “I got stood up.”
His demeanor changes instantly. The concern on his face is endearing, and when he drifts towards you, he reaches out, then drops his arm, unsure how best to console you without crossing any lines. “No way.”
You nod, sighing. “It’s true.”
“Fuck, I’m so sorry.” He steps closer to you, hesitantly placing his hand on your shoulder, testing the waters.
You smile at him, enjoying this simple touch of comfort. “It’s fine. It is what it is.”
The two of you linger like this, Eren gazing into your eyes, holding you. His palm is hot on the fabric of your dress, and for a split second, you wonder how pleasant it’d be on your bare skin. And maybe it’s your wishful thinking or your desperation for human contact after being rejected tonight, but you can feel the heat of a spark between you now. Before you let your fantasies drive you to do something unprecedented, you search your bag again, finally retrieving your keys. He lets you go, watching you shove them into the keyhole, unlocking the door. “Are you okay?”
In all honestly, you’re not, but there’s nothing him or anyone else can do about it, right? “I’ll be okay. Sucks that I got all dressed up for this, though. What a waste.”
He doesn’t respond right away, choosing his words carefully. “Well,” he starts, the faintest blush tinged on his cheeks. “It doesn’t have to be.”
You stare at him, heart beating faster, making sure you’re understanding him correctly. “Really?”
He clears his throat, licking his lips. “Yeah. Maybe we can get some use out of it.”
“We?”
As if on cue, Reiner emerges from inside their apartment, having heard everything. “Fuck that shitty asshole. You’ll have way more fun with us.” He stands next to his roommate, grinning at you.
This time, you do listen to Pieck’s voice in your head, yelling at you to go for it. To let these two alluring neighbors of yours take care of you the way you deserve. Already feeling better, you give them a coy smile, opening the door to let them in. “Okay, then. Come on in.”
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It’s the first time they’ve ever been inside your apartment, though you save the formal tour for later. As soon as the three of you are inside, door shut, shoes off, they’re both kissing you fiercely. Eren faces you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, hot and heavy. He caresses your sides, squeezing the curves of your body through your dress. Reiner is behind you, grip just below Eren’s, firm on your hips. His lips brush delicately on the nape of your neck, groin pressed to your backside, the bulge protruding from his pants growing harder and harder between your ass cheeks. You moan into the kiss, pussy throbbing in your lingerie, eager to be touched by either man, by both of them. Why did you even bother trying to hook up with strangers online when the perfect matches were beside you all along?
Reiner chuckles, breath hot on your ear, voice low and rugged. “You’re really horny, aren’t you? All dolled up and ready to be fucked, huh?” There he goes again, blunt and straightforward and so fucking sexy, exactly what you need tonight.
And here is Eren, soft and gentle, committed to kissing you, whispering sweet nothings any chance he gets. “You’re beautiful. Such a gorgeous girl. So pretty for us.” Also exactly what you need.
You lead them into your bedroom, Eren flipping on the light switch, keeping his lips on you while Reiner strips out of his clothes, starting with his pants. Eren does the same, hoisting his shirt off, revealing his impressive figure. You attempt to slip out of your dress, but Reiner stops you. “Keep it on,” he rasps, down to his underwear now, boner more obvious, poking out from his briefs.
Eren pinches your butt, snapping the tight fabric to your skin. “We’re not letting this go to waste, remember?”
You nod mindlessly, brain hazy with lust, too eager to be fucked. “Fuck me,” you beg, spit smeared all over your lips.
They both laugh softly, walking you towards the bed. “So impatient, so needy,” Eren coos, positioning himself in front of you, toying with the hem of the skirt.
Reiner sits up against the headboard, propping you up on his lap, your back pressed to his muscular chest. “What’s the rush, baby?” he teases, licking a stripe behind your ear. “We’re going to take care of you. Right, Eren?”
Eren bites his lip as he works your dress up past your thighs until it’s bunched up at your hips, exposing your soaked thong on your wet cunt. “Oh fuck yeah,” he huffs, salivating. “Gonna make you feel so good. Make you come so fucking much.”
You spread your legs wider for him, a pathetic whine escaping your throat, more and more desperate by the second. He hooks his finger on the crotch of your panties, smirking at the string of arousal that stretches between the fabric and you. “So fucking wet, holy shit.”
He tugs it all the way off your legs, tossing it over to Reiner, who brings it up to his nose, taking a big whiff. “Such a slut for wearing these on a first date. Our naughty girl.” He lets your lingerie fall from his grasp onto the floor, sliding to the plush of your thighs, keeping your legs spread apart.
Eren dives in, spreading his wide tongue flat on your clit, moving it side-to-side, stimulating you into your first orgasm. Your knees twitch from the sensation, the pleasure rippling through you like waves of ecstasy. You turn your head towards Reiner’s, opening your mouth, pleading him for a kiss. He obliges, sticking his tongue inside you, slurping up your saliva, hungry for it. “You’re so fucking nasty,” he growls, reaching for the drawer beside the bed. “Bet you have toys hiding in here. Why don’t we have some more fun and play with them?” You whimper wantonly, keen on the idea of Reiner using whatever he wants on you to make you come again.
He finds exactly what he’s looking for: your precious anal plug, tapered on one end, heart-shaped gem on the other. When he pulls it out, he barks out a laugh, almost like he can’t believe his luck. “You really are a whore,” he whispers in your ear, sinister and wicked, about to have too much fun with this. “Did you prep yourself to be fucked in the ass? Be honest.” Even Eren pauses, peering up at you, curious.
“Yes,” you mewl, squirming with arousal, body tingling all over.
Eren’s chuckle reverberates against your clit, releasing you from his mouth to lap at your wet slit. “Good girl,” he muffles, collecting your cum on his tongue. “So perfect for us.”
The dynamic between them spurs you on, Eren playing the good guy, Reiner playing bad. Both of them work together with a common goal in mind: to cheer up their pretty neighbor from what would have been a bummer of a night. But already, you’re thankful that you were stood up; you’re certain now that this is the much better alternative.
“Eren, switch spots with me,” Reiner demands. “And you,” he says, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “On your stomach.”
You both obey him without protest. Eren leans against the headboard with a dazed look in his eyes, licking his shiny, cum-coated lips. He smiles as you gaze up at him, wrapping your fingers around his shaft, stroking him. You open wide, tapping the tip of his dick on your tongue before sinking down on him until you’re too the hilt, swallowing him into the back of your throat. He cups yours cheeks, caressing you gently. “So fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth. My gorgeous girl.” You accept the praise shamelessly, relishing the distinct taste of him.
From behind, Reiner worships you, squeezing your ass cheeks, spreading them apart to ogle at your fluttering hole. Without warning, he hocks a frothy wad of spit directly onto it, teasing his thumb on the rim. “Fuck, baby,” he utters as you moan on Eren’s cock. “I’m gonna put it in now, okay?”
You nod, taking Eren deeper, your nose pressed to his groin, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth, bracing yourself. The plug is slick with lube as Reiner pushes it in carefully until the heart-shaped jewel is flush to your hole. He swears under his breath, marveling at the sight before him, cock pulsating in his fist. You stay like this for a while, adjusting to the toy inside you. It really did help that you prepared for this earlier.
“So sexy,” Eren murmurs from above you, staring on your backside. “You take it so good, sweetheart.”
“Like an obedient slut,” Reiner adds, using his thumb to push the plug the slightest bit deeper. He lifts your hips to position himself below you so that you’re straddling his face. “Can you come again, baby?”
“Of course she can. She’s our good girl,” Eren purrs, petting your head softly as you continue to blow him.
Reiner eats you out sloppily, different from Eren, who’s intentional with his every move. It sends you into another frenzy, pushing you closer and closer over the edge, especially when he begins playing with the plug, pumping it in and out of you slowly. You’re overstimulated with Eren’s hot cock throbbing in your mouth, clit swollen on Reiner’s tongue, and asshole puckered around the smooth glass of the plug. You reach your climax easily, gushing all over Reiner’s face, riding out your orgasm until you’ve completely soaked him in your juices. He drinks it all up, messy and greedy for every drop of you he can scour. He really is as insatiable as you imagined he’d be.
You release Eren to catch your breath, to which he tips your chin up to face him. “You’re incredible,” he says, the familiar twinkle in his eyes making your heart race. You paw at his chest, crawling up to meet him for a kiss.
Reiner quickly joins the two of you, not wanting to be left out, rubbing his hard cock between your ass cheeks. You kiss the both of them at the same time, all of your saliva mingling together into a hot, wet mess that you’re currently intoxicated by. After a moment, Eren pulls back. “Does our pretty girl want to get fucked now?”
“Show us how big of a cock slut you are,” Reiner grunts, circling the jeweled end of the plug, teasing your hole.
Eren helps remove the dress off you completely, hoisting it off your body. He stretches his arm towards the drawer. “Are the condoms in here too?”
You shake your head briskly, bringing his attention back to you. “I want it raw. Want you to fill me up.”
They both moan, clearly fond of your request, kissing you feverishly. Eren nudges your breast into his mouth, latching onto your nipple. Reiner sucks the skin all along your neck, leaving his love marks, growling, “You want us to breed you, huh? Want all this cum inside these tight little holes of yours. Oh fuck.” His voice is rough and husky, gradually losing his composure.
Eren’s remains tender, his breath soft on your bosom. “We’re going to breed you so good, sweetheart.” He shimmies down the bed, lying flat on his back, peering up at you with adoration. You straddle him, rubbing yourself on his shaft, needy for friction on your aching clit.
Reiner’s embraces you from behind, groping your chest, focusing on his roommate’s dick and your wet cunt gliding along it. He reaches between you and Eren, fisting his friend’s cock with fast strokes. “Look how hard he is for you. He’s going to fuck you so good. Make you cream all over the sheets.” Your pussy is sopping with arousal from the dirty talk alone, but watching Reiner touch Eren has you dizzy.
“Fuck, Reiner,” Eren moans, throat bobbing as he swallows hard. “That’s so fucking hot.” He lets his roommate jerk him off while you continue to grind yourself on him. Soon, he replaces Reiner’s fist with his own, cockhead glistening with precum. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”
Reiner moves to your swollen bud, tapping it with his thick fingers. “Oh yeah, she’s fucking ready. Come on, cock sleeve. Put it in.”
Without wasting another second, you line yourself up with him. Eren slides in smoothly, his entire length in you, pussy stretched around him perfectly. You whimper from the fullness, his cock to the hilt and the plug nestled in your backside. Reiner places his hand on your posterior, urging you to lean down so that your chest-to-chest with Eren, who kisses you passionately, remaining still inside you. “Eren,” you whimper his name, drooling into his mouth. He smiles against you, delighted at how fucked out you are for him.
Reiner adjusts his stance, hovering over you by planting one foot on the bed to prop his knee up, giving him enough leverage. He focuses on the plug, tugging it out just barely only to push it back in, repeating this several times, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Finally, he removes it completely, staring wide-eyed at your gaping hole, oh-so-inviting for his fat cock. “Look at that,” he croons, circling your rim with his finger, sensitive to his touch.
You want so badly to be stuffed full by both of them. In a trembling voice, you whine, “Please, Reiner.”
Laughing, he delivers a harsh smack to your ass, skin immediately stinging from it. He dribbles more of his spit onto you, teasing the tip of his dick on the rim. “Not yet, slut.” You can’t see him, too immersed in kissing Eren right now, but you can practically hear the wicked grin on his face, watching you squirm below him as he torments you.
Eren intervenes, annoyed with his friend’s behavior. “Come on, Reiner. Give her what she wants. She deserves it.” He nuzzles his nose to yours. “She’s been a very, very good girl.”
Eventually, Reiner relents. “You’re right. She’s a good girl. And good girls deserve to get fucked in both holes.”
You shiver at his perverse words, bracing yourself. At last, he guides himself inside you, filling you to the brim. It’s better than any fantasy you could dream of, the sensation so intense, tears begin welling in your eyes.
They start thrusting simultaneously, Eren pummeling your cunt from below, Reiner pounding your ass from behind. It’s messy and raunchy, their hands slippery all over your body from lube, slick, and sweat. The air surrounding you is laden with lust and desire. The collective moans from all three of you echo off the walls of your small bedroom, along with the squeaks of your mattress creaking under the weight of your vigorous lovemaking.
Reiner is rendered speechless now, totally concentrated on pumping his cock in and out of your fluttering hole, the only sound from his mouth being his ragged breaths. Eren slips one hand between you, his digits pressed to your puffy clit as he fucks up into your pussy. The other fondles your tit, thumb flicking your nipple until it’s perky. He continues to praise you, constantly musing about what a good girl you are, how perfect you are for them.
At this point, you’ve lost track of how many times you’ve come. You’re in a perpetual state of ecstasy, surrounded by the two hottest men in your life who are voracious for your orgasms. The sour memory from earlier has completely faded and all you can think about is the sweet bliss you’re currently indulging in.
Eren is the first to come, no longer able to endure it. His even thrusts turn erratic. “Fuck, I’m coming. I’m coming inside you sweetheart, oh fuck.”
You kiss him languidly, drinking up his moans as he floods your cunt with his load. Soon, Reiner swears loudly, announcing his own climax. “Fuck, gonna breed this slutty hole.” His cock swells, spurting his warm seed inside you.
You relax on top of Eren, who’s equally as spent as you. Reiner pulls out slowly, fixated on his own cum dripping out of you. “Fuck. Let’s see the other one, baby.” You lift off Eren, who almost seems reluctant to let you go. Both of them watch with hazy expressions as his creamy load spills out of you and onto his lap.
The room is musty with the scent of sex, the sheets messy and stained beneath you. Despite that, you’re on cloud nine, soaring high from having the nastiest ménage á trois with your next-door neighbors.
Maybe you should try getting stood up more often.
#eren smut#reiner smut#eren x reader#eren x you#eren jaeger#eren jaeger x reader#eren jaeger x you#eren jaeger smut#eren yeager smut#reiner x you#reiner x reader#reiner braun smut#reiner braun x reader#reiner braun x you#aot smut#aot x reader#to all the boys who live next door#anthology series#eren x reader x reiner
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Apropos of nothing
If you are the techiest person in the house (and for many of you, this is not techy at all), today is a good day to build a pihole thanks to Google's new TLDs.
For the record, this straight up stopped Dad from getting computer viruses when coupled with the Ublock browser extension, so I will volunteer my time to get you set up. We will find an evening and do a Zoom call. I am serious.
Prerequisities:
Before you start, this will be way way easier if your router has a magic way to:
Set static IP addresses
Set a custom DNS server
If you can't do this, I'm not saying you're stuck, but there's some non-obvious failure modes and maybe it's time to buy a better router.
Parts:
Raspberry Pi 4B. 2GB if you just want to set and forget, 8GB if you want to do more things on this than just your pihole (Coughs in a MarioKart box) -> https://www.raspberrypi.com/products/raspberry-pi-4-model-b/
Spare USB-C charger if you don't have one already. I'm a fan of https://www.amazon.com/Argon-USB-C-Power-Supply-Switch/dp/B0919CQKQ8/ myself
A microSD card at least UHS class 3 or better. 32 is fine for just a pihole, I have a 512 in some of mine that I use for more stuff. https://www.tomshardware.com/best-picks/raspberry-pi-microsd-cards
Some method of flashing the card if you don't have one (Some come with SD to micro-SD adapters, if not a USB to SD/micro-SD adapter is about $10 off Amazon)
If you really feel like going nuts, go buy yourself an Argon case and then very very carefully never ever install the software for the fan that does nothing. The value is entirely in having a big giant brick that is self-cooling. If you want to play MarioKart, I would consider this a requirement. https://www.amazon.com/Argon-Raspberry-Aluminum-Heatsink-Supports/dp/B07WP8WC3V
Setup:
Do yourself a favor and ignore all the signs telling you to go get Raspbian and instead go grab an ISO of Ubuntu 64-bit using RPi Imager. Because Raspbian cannot be upgraded across version WHY U DO THIS
Download Rpi Imager, plug the microSD card into your computer,
Other General Purpose OS -> Ubuntu -> Ubuntu 22.04 LTS
So now you have an operating system on an SD card.
Assemble the case if you bought one, plug in the SD card, power supply, ethernet cable if you have one or mouse and (mini) HDMI cable if you don't.
If you bought that Argon case, you can just plug a keyboard (server OS means no mouse gang; In this house, we use the Command Line) and HDMI cable into the Pi. Turn it on.
Gaining access
The end state of this is that your pi is:
Connected to the internet by cable or wifi
You can SSH to it (Also not scary)
If you plugged in an ethernet cable, once it's done booting (1-2 minutes?), you should be able to ssh to "ubuntu@<the IP of the system>". Look it up in your router. It may make sense to give the static IP NOW to keep it stable.
If you've never used SSH before, I think the standard is Putty on Window or you can just open a terminal in Mac. (And if you know enough Linux to have a Linux computer, why are you reading this?)
If you didn't plug it in, and need to setup the wifi, there's magic incantations to attach it to the wifi and to be quite blunt, I forget what they are.
Your username is ubuntu, your password is ubuntu and then it will ask you to make a new password. If you know the meaning of the phrase "keypair-based access", it may make sense to run `ssh-copy-id` at this point in time.
Router settings (part 1)
Give your new Pi a static IP address, and reboot your pi (as simple as typing in `sudo reboot`).
Open a new SSH session to the pihole on the new address.
Installing pihole
Open up an SSH session and
curl -sSL https://install.pi-hole.net | bash
This is interactive. Answer the questions
When it's done, on your other computer, navigate to <the ip>/admin
Login with the password you just set.
Router settings part 2
Give your new Pi a static IP address then point your router at that address
Set the DNS servers to the static IP
Then ensure you're blocking something. Anything.
Then do what you want to do.
You'll probably need to whitelist some sites, blacklist some more, but the main thing is going to be "Adding more list of bad sites". Reddit has some lists.
And... enjoy.
/But seriously, there's some stuff to do for maintenance and things. I wasn't joking about the pair setup.
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blue banisters sfw and nsfw for anika please 🫶
𝐬𝐟𝐰 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭
pairing: anika kayoko × implied!fem!reader. nsfw content under the cut.
SFW
𝐌 = 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 (how are mornings spent with them?)
when anika wakes up she loves just cuddling into you. she’s very much a morning person but some days she can be a little tired. she does have a morning routine including skincare etc. and sometimes she likes to do some yoga or pilates or even she might invite you out to power walk with her.
𝐍 = 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 (how are nights spent with them?)
most nights are spent with just coming home from classes and whoever gets home first usually makes dinner. also anika is literally a chef! her specialties are pastas, pies and pastries! she loves making cakes or brownies with you and giving them to the group! but after dinner you both just curl up on the couch and watch tv, unless you’re doing something with the group.
𝐔 = 𝐔𝐠𝐥𝐲 (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)
picking up her laundry. anika honestly leaves clothes laying around everywhere, that’s her only bad habit. you always tell her to put something back when she’s finished with it but she’s says she just forgets. so when it comes to laundry whoever does it always folds up the others clothes and leaves them on the bed to be put away. but anika just shoved hers on the floor or stuffs them in her dresser.
NSFW
𝐌 = 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (what turns them on, gets them going)
when anika sees you just looking so effortlessly good looking, she just feels this warmth inside her like an mix or arousal and passion and admiration looking at you. sometimes when you hours are at a party and maybe you’ve had a little something to drink and your touching each other and looking into each others eyes and complimenting each other, she gets so turned on knowing you’re both feeling the same way.
𝐍 = 𝐍𝐨 (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
any anal play is a no for her. any butt plugs, anal toys anything like that. she just doesn’t like the idea of it, it’s not appealing to her.
𝐔 = 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 (how much they like to tease)
she’s a little tease. she knew what she’s doing but she mostly dies it when she wants attention. she’s a very flirty tease so if she says something suggestive it’s followed by a light giggle or flirty smile.
#★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊���� ★#✘ — angie answers#— celebrations ִ ࣪𖤐#scream#scream 6#scream vi#scream 2023#anika kayoko#anika kayoko fluff#anika kayoko smut#anika kayoko imagine#anika kayoko x reader#devyn nekoda#💛 blue banisters#black!reader#latina!reader#asian!reader#plus size!reader#celebrations#lesbian#bisexual
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☾ ━━━━━━ 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖
𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: TALKS ABOUT LEE KNOWS SCAR, BODY WORSHIP, SHORT BLURB
⇥ WC: 0.2K
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: COCKWARMING, SUB DROP, JUST MINHO COMFORTING STRESSED READER, FEM!READER
⇥WC: 0.6K
𝐨𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲... 𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 & 𝐡𝐚𝐧 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: bimbo!reader, oral (f. + m. rec), d/s dynamics, sub!reader, sub!han, dom!chan, dom!lee know, pain kink (?), pet names (baby, bunny, brat), praise/degrading, sir kink, Daddy kink, spanking, dycryphillia, fingering, cum eating, cum sharing, orgasm denial, hand job, light bondage, unprotected sex, cream pies (2), aftercare, food mentions, some mxm
⇥WC: 2.2K
𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: NON IDOL! AU, FEM!READER, CEO!READER, SECRETARY!LEE KNOW, FOOD MENTIONS, ALCOHOL (WINE), FIRST-TIME RELATIONSHIP SEX, PET NAMES (KITTEN, KITTY), DIRTY TALK, DOM! LEE KNOW, SUB! READER, STRONG BOY LINO DOES CARRY READER, DADDY KINK, ORAL (F. REC), GROPING, SPIT, FINGERING, BEGGING, TEASING, PROTECTED SEX, PRAISE, FINGER SUCKING, ALLUDES TO MORE ROUNDS, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE
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𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: SMAU, NON IDOL AU, SUPERNATURAL AU, COLLEGE AU, FLUFF, ANGST, FEMALE READER, SMUT, DARK THEMES, MATURE (MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!!!)
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𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡: 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: GRIM REAPER! LEE KNOW, HUMAN! READER, DEATH, ACCIDENTAL OD, MENTION OF DRUG USE, MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, MENTION OF S*ICIDE, HOSPITALS, INJURY, UNESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, PRAISE, FINGERING, HAND JOB, UNPROTECTED SEX, BEGGING, PET NAMES (PRETTY KITTY, KITTEN, BABY), CREAMPIE, ANGST
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𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: ALIEN!LEE KNOW, FEM!READER, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, TENTACLES, FEAR PLAY, SEX FANTASY, CNC/DUBCON, CHOKING, TENTACLE SLIME, DEGRADING, ROLEPLAY, THROAT FUCKING, PRIMAL PLAY, SUPERNATURAL COCK, UNPROTECTED SEX, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, OVERSTIMULATION, SUSPENSION, CERVIX FUCKING, "NO" IS SAID BUT IS NOT A SAFE WORD, BREEDING, "EGG" IMPLANTING, AFTERCARE,
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𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧: 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: DOM!LEE KNOW, DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, PRIMAL PLAY, PET NAMES (BUNNY,), FINGERING (ANAL & VAGINAL), ORAL (M. REC), ANAL PLUG, TEMPERATURE PLAY (?), ICE PLAY (?), DEGRADING, MEAN DOMS!2MIN, CHOKING, CLIT PLAY, LIGHT BONDAGE, OUTDOOR SEX, SPITROAST, UNPROTECTED SEX, IMPLIED MORE ROUNDS, CREAMPIE, AFTERCARE
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⇥ CONTENT: CNC, ROLEPLAY (INTRUDER & VICTIM) , FEAR PLAY, CHOCKING, FINGER SUCKING, CLIT PLAY, DEGRADING, UNPROTECTED SEX, BONDAGE, CREAMPIE, "NO" IS SAID BUT IS NOT A SAFEWORD, BREEDING KINK, PET NAMES (BUNNY, KITTEN HANDSOME, SWEETIE), MULTIPLE ROUNDS, DEGRADING/PRAISE, THIGH SLAPPING, ORAL (M. REC), ONE (1) CLIT SLAP, THROAT FUCKING, ONE (1) SPANK, AFTERCARE, MENTION OF FOOD
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Valentino's Businesses
Val is a man with his fingers in many pies. He has a lot of fingers and he's unbothered by double dipping, so he will own as many businesses as he can, even if he cannot visit all of them in a month if he only did one a day. Vox does the finances for his many businesses because he doesn't care to do it and he knows Vox is better at it than he is.
THE STUDIO
Porn Studios is the crown jewel of Valentino's territory. The studio is where he spends a lot of his time and makes a good deal of his money. Royalties and such kick in a lot from the studio, and he gets extra money from the pornos bought from his own sex shop. Ozzie has a contract with Valentino that he will only do porn with Porn Studios, and most of the porn involving him also involves Valentino. Val is also exclusively in most of the POV stuff that he shoots.
THE CLUBS
Val owns a total of 15 clubs in Pentagram City with various levels of repute and two that he sometimes ventures to Imp City to do Ugly Step Child Maintenance on. Club Hell 666 is one of his most popular and he keeps it fairly well stocked with Angel Dust content.
Another club he spends a lot of time at is Spark Plugs, which is a very neon BDSM club that he named for Vox. If asked about it, he will not admit to it.
Signature Drinks By Club Part One
Signature Drinks By Club Part Two
CLUB LIST:
Spark Plugs - BDSM Club; Themed after Vox; Full bar, planned scenes for show, rooms/floor space available for scenes among patrons, pay-to-play toys/gear/lube available, bring-your-own-gear encouraged only for dress, Drug Vending Machines
NYMPH-O-MANIAC - BDSM Club; Older than Spark Plugs; Full bar, planned scenes for show, rooms/floor space available for scenes among patrons, pay-to-play toys/gear/lube available, bring-your-own-gear encouraged only for dress
Club Hell 666 - Strip Club; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen
Brite Lite - Strip Club; Exclusively Insect Sinners Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Bar Snacks Only
Number Of The 63457 - Strip Club; Exclusively Hellborn Work Here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Traditional Bar Food Only
Shymmer - Strip Club; Attached to Shyne via a corridor; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Higher-End Kitchen
Shyne - Nightclub; Attached to Shymmer via a corridor; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Sports Bar-Esque Kitchen
Redlight - Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Pay-To-Play toys/gear/lube available in each room, Showers, Full Kitchen
Glory Hole - High-End Sex Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Pay-To-Play sex rooms/toys/gear/lube available in each room, VIP Brothel Upstairs, Showers, Full Kitchen
Dick Heaven - Gay Bar; Only men work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Attendants Paid Via Tips In Glory Hole Stalls, Traditional Bar Food Only
Pussy Paraíso - Lesbian Bar; Only women work here; Full Bar, VIP Rooms, Drug Vending Machines, Free Use Sex Rooms, Brunch and Bar Food Only
Vanity Project - Non-Themed Bar & Grill; More like a restaurant than a bar; 15 Big Screen TVs, Game/Casino Room, Full Bar, Full Kitchen
Heartbeats - Karaoke Bar; Full Bar, VIP Section (Including Strippers), Full Kitchen
Bloodsport - Sports Bar; Full bar, 30 Big-Screen TVs + All Sports Packages Available, Full Kitchen
Smoke & Mirrors - Hookah Bar; Full Bar, Comfortable Booths, Semi-Expensive Bowls, Snack Kitchen
R3D - Imp City Nightclub; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen
Horns - Imp City Strip Club; Full bar, Dancefloor, Bathrooms + Glory Hole Stalls, Drug Vending Machines, Meager Kitchen
THE PHARMACEUTICAL COMPANY
Hard To Swallow Pharmaceutical is a drug peddling company that carries both actual necessary medications and any and all drugs to get high on. It produces and sells everything in-house and delivers to different drug stores throughout Pride. Valentino uses his own medicines from time to time that he takes from the company's stores.
THE TOY FACTORY
Having his own toy manufacturing factory was important to Valentino, and so VAL-U was created. All of his toys/lube/merchandise are labeled with the VAL-U brand, even if they aren't particularly affordable. They are of value because Val made them. Eventually, Mammon sources his sexbots of Glitz and Glam from Valentino, since Ozzie refuses to help him with it anymore.
THE TOY STORE
Valentino's sex shop, Beacon, is fairly popular in his territory. It sells Valentino's products and is one of the few places in Pride that sell Ozzie's merchandise, as well. It's a large two-story building with different sections for different supplies, including a room with floor-to-ceiling shelves for pornos. There isn't a single thing that Beacon does not sell in reference to sex, including illicit drugs.
THE 24/7 VALGAS WEDDING VENU
FastWed is a speed marriage venue that is open 24/7 in the northernmost corner of Valentino's territory. Inside its walls is a small counter where Love Potions can be bought for a steeper price than usual. It also carries last-minute wedding bands and a small bridal/tux rental shop. The amount of annulments that came from FastWed eventually prompted a wing of the same building that performs divorces, FastBreak.
THE LOVE HOTEL
Choza Del Amor, translated as The Love Shack, is a Red Light District Little Darling. Erected in 1984 after Valentino saw an opportunity for an escort service and, frankly, a place for anonymous sex present itself to him. It works as both a brothel and a place where people can rent rooms and bring their own partners.
#HEADCANONS ➽➽➽#And If You Get In My Face Then You’ll Get A Taste Even God Would Run Son (ναℓєитιиσ)#(NSFVoxtagram)#cw alcohol#cw sex work
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Top right gif by: @palioom, bottom left gif by: @pedrorascal
The picture above is not an indication of the reader’s appearance. I just thought it perfectly illustrated a position they perform.
Pairing: Javier Peña x Spanish-speaking f!reader AND Tim Rockford x Spanish-speaking f!reader (Spanish translations are provided. The only characteristics described for the reader are her shorter height compared to Javi and Tim, with Tim being 6'3", and her hair that can be pulled.)
Word count: 12.7k+
Summary: When you discover your boyfriend has been cheating on you, your first instinct is to call your best friends and co-workers, Javi and Tim. They rush to your house to offer their support. As you talk through your feelings and emotions, you eventually propose the idea of a threesome to them, and you tell them you want to record everything. (Inspired by ‘4k’ by El Alfa)
Rating: 18+ Explicit content (MDNI)
Warnings: Cheating (from unnamed character), SMUT: MMF threesome (no mlm), alcohol is consumed before sex, filming sexual acts, revenge sex I guess?, use of the word cunt referring to anatomy, oral (female and male receiving), deepthroating, hand job, dirty talk, unprotected PIV sex, use of a plug, anal play, anal sex, Javi and Tim get a little competitive, cream pies, Tim’s glasses, and shoulder holster stay ON (Please let me know if I forgot anything!)
The cozy living room bathed in the soft, comforting glow of natural light filtering through billowing white and blue curtains. Nestled upon the plush expanse of your pristine sofa, you clutched a half-empty wine glass with your freshly painted nails, a shade similar to the inside of a cherry. Your eyes occasionally wandered to the promise of a future celebration: a chilled bottle of Moët champagne perched on the minibar just behind you.
As your fingers delicately unlocked your phone, the gentle chime of a notification filled the air, and you released a heavy sigh, brushing the message aside without a second thought. It was yet another text from your soon-to-be-ex, an unwelcome reminder of the painful betrayal that had shaken your world. Anger now surged within you, overpowering the initial heartbreak.
You decided to text your two closest friends, Javi and Tim, on your group chat, feeling an overwhelming need for support:
'Come over, please.'
Once you saw their immediate reply, you were able to relax.
'Do you need anything?'
'Voy (going)'
You sent a thumbs-up emoji to Javi and then replied to Tim, 'Nothing from the store, Tim. Just the both of you.'
As you waited for their arrival, time seemed to stretch endlessly. The only sounds breaking the silence in the room were the gentle ticking of the wall clock and the faint clinking of your wine glass as you took a few slow sips.
The future conversation weighed on your mind as you considered how to confront your boyfriend about his infidelity. It was the moment you had dreaded since finding out, but it had finally arrived. You were determined in your decision—to end the relationship and cut ties with him forever—but the words and the anticipation of his reaction were giving you doubts.
Yet, even as anxiety gnawed at your thoughts, there was a parallel feeling of relief. You knew that, with Tim and Javi by your side, you had a support system. They would not only offer advice but also a sense of security. You knew that if anything were to go wrong, they would be there to protect you, both emotionally and, if need be, physically.
Soon, the sound of cars pulling into your driveway filtered through the curtains, and you knew the guys had arrived. A mixture of nervousness and excitement coursed through your veins as you made your way to the door.
Tim rang the doorbell politely while Javi pounded on the door impatiently. You swung the door open, revealing your tear-stained face, and their expressions shifted from curiosity to concern.
Javier cut right to the chase. "Why were you crying?" he asked, his eyes narrowing in on you as he stepped inside.
You hesitated for a fleeting moment, then replied, "Oh, it's nothing. Come in," urging them to enter before gently closing the door after Tim.
The three of you stood in the entryway, an unspoken tension lingering in the air. Their concerned gazes remained locked onto you as if trying to read your soul.
"What do you mean, 'it's nothing'? You were clearly crying," Tim pushed his glasses up, his voice filled with worry.
"I'm fine," you downplayed, turning around and walking away, attempting to deflect their concern. "Do you want some Moët?" You gestured toward the ice-filled bucket on the meticulously arranged mini bar.
"What are we celebrating?" Javi asked, following you into the living room.
"I'm breaking up with him," you declared, your back still turned to them.
"Finally!" Javier exclaimed, his relief evident in his tone.
Tim elbowed him somewhat gently. "Don't you have manners?" he scolded Javi.
You turned around to face them, your eyes revealing the truth. "Is that why I've been crying?" Tim asked softly, his concern etched across his features.
With a nod, you confirmed, "I found out he's been cheating on me. But my doctor called me today to say all my tests came back clean, so yay."
Javi, realizing the gravity of the situation, took a step closer to you, his earlier exuberance now replaced by understanding. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all of this." He said, his tone sincere.
Tim nodded in agreement. "We're here for you," he reassured you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.
His touch sent a shiver down your spine, igniting something deep within you that you had long suppressed. Unbidden, a rush of attraction surged through your veins, and you couldn't help but feel intensely drawn to him. As his fingertips continued to rub small, soothing circles against your skin, a wave of desire coursed through you, starting as a tingling warmth at the point of contact and gradually spreading like wildfire. Your heart quickened its pace, and you felt a growing heat pooling in your abdomen.
Stop! you scolded yourself internally, your inner voice trying to quell the sudden surge of desire. He just touched your shoulder. Calm down.
Clearing your throat, you gently release yourself from Tim's touch and move to sit on the couch, whispering, "Thank you," your voice still trembling with emotion. “Sorry. It's just- it's embarrassing to be cheated on. I should've known. I’m a detective, for God’s sake," you admitted with a touch of self-blame.
Tim and Javi followed you to the couch, sandwiching you between them.
Tim's tone carried an edge of frustration as he interrupted firmly, "You’re a detective, not a goddamn fortune teller."
"No tiene por que darte vergüenza. It's that asshole's fault. Not yours. He should be ashamed. Not you," Javier declared, his anger aimed squarely at your unfaithful boyfriend for causing you such pain and self-doubt.
You let out a deep breath, feeling a weight lift from your shoulders. "You're both right." You lightened the heavy atmosphere with a dry chuckle. "At least he didn't give me an STD. That's the last thing I need."
"That's what we're drinking to. No STDs and no more deadweight," you declared, starting to rise from the sofa when Tim's commanding tone stopped you. "Sit. I'll open the champagne," he insisted, while Javi remained steadfastly by your side on the couch.
You tried, though mostly failed, to ignore the way Tim's tone made your stomach churn. You settled back into your seat, semi-aware that your expression might have appeared somewhat befuddled at that moment.
Tim walked over to the mini bar, taking your wine glass, and you could hear the crinkling sound as he carefully removed the foil wrapper and wire cage.
Javi's voice broke through your fantasy, pulling you back to the present. "How are you breaking up with him?"
Then, the room was filled with the distinct, satisfying sound of the champagne cork being expertly popped open by Tim. The soft, rhythmic clinking of glass followed as he poured the effervescent liquid into the flutes.
"That's what I was hoping you two would help me with," you admitted, your gaze shifting between Tim and Javi.
Tim comes back, and with his massive hands, he manages to bring three glasses. Your mind goes back to picturing sinful images, and you mutter out a quiet thanks before bringing the flute to your lips trying to drown the alcohol and your feelings.
Unbeknownst to you, Javi and Tim’s attention lingered on your plump lips as they caressed the rim of the glass.
You sipped the bubbly liquid and said, "I want it to be clear but not hurtful. I don't want to stoop to his level.”
Tim leaned forward, "What if you send him a text?" he suggested. "That way you can be direct and done with him pretty quick."
Javi wanted to oppose this idea. He leaned in as well, his voice filled with righteous indignation. "Or," he interjected, "you could make that cheating douchebag boyfriend of yours eat his heart out."
Tim objected with a shake of his head. "No," he said firmly, "let's not give him the satisfaction of knowing he got to you. A simple, straightforward text will suffice."
You chewed on your lips, deep in thought. After a moment, you looked up and spoke, "You know what," you said while rubbing your thighs, "Tim's right. I just want to be done with him already."
"It's the sensible choice," Tim said with a reassuring smile.
Javi was like a devil on your shoulder, his voice dripping with righteous indignation. "Are you sure about this, cariño?" he questioned, clearly still convinced that your cheating boyfriend deserved to feel the full weight of his actions.
"I am. It’ll be quick and easy," you replied firmly as you grabbed your phone. "What do I say?"
"Start with something like, 'We need to talk.'"
You nodded, appreciating Tim's calm and practical approach. Your fingers danced across the screen as you followed his lead. "Okay," you replied, "I've written that. What's next?"
“I know about your infidelity,” Javi proposed.
You didn't hesitate to incorporate his words into the message. "Done," you declared.
As you waited for Tim's next suggestion, Javi couldn't resist chiming in. "Tell him it's over because you deserve better," he urged. "Make him realize what he's lost, and let him feel it."
You considered his input and began incorporating it into the message. "All right," you said, "I've added that part. ¿Y ahora? (Now?)"
“'I don’t tolerate cheating, and I can't continue this relationship. It's over.’” Tim suggested and you typed. The room fell into an uneasy silence as you continued to type, longer and more furiously than before.
Javi and Tim exchanged a confused glance, their concern growing with each passing second, wondering why you were taking so long to send the message.
“How does this sound, 'We need to talk. I know about your infidelity. It���s over because I deserve better. I deserve someone who will be faithful and will respect me. I don’t tolerate cheating, and I can't continue this relationship. It's over. Do me a favor, and never contact me again.'”
They started nodding in agreement before you continued with an emotional outburst, “Malparido, I gave you my heart, and you stomped all over it. Te odio y espero que te vayas al infierno y que te pudras por mentiroso y traicionero, maldito animal rastrero. ("Bastard, I gave you my heart, and you stomped all over it. I hate you and I hope you go to hell and rot for being a liar and a traitor, you fucking creeping animal.)”
They were a bit shocked at the intensity of your words, and although Tim wasn't fluent in Spanish, judging by the words he did understand and your tone, he knew you had torn into your boyfriend.
Javier couldn't contain his laughter, and it echoed through the living room. After catching his breath, he said, “Okay, now you're just writing the entirety of 'Rata de Dos Patas.' But honestly, he deserves worse.”
You sighed in frustration. "Ugh! This isn't working," you admitted. "I don't think a text will be enough to keep him away. ¡'Tá bien hueco para comprender que nunca lo quiero ver! (He’s so dumb to comprehend I’d never want to see him again!)"
"Alright, I'm going to throw this out there," Tim proposed, "what if you call him and then dump him? He doesn't deserve a face-to-face anyway."
"No! You're thinking inside the box, Rockford," Javi interjected. "She needs to make him regret betraying her."
Curious and open to ideas, you turned to Javi. "Like what?" you asked, wondering what he had in mind.
Javi paused, deep in thought. "Mmm… I don't know," he admitted.
"¡Ay! ¿Entonces? (Ugh! So?)"
"Ya, (Enough)" he calmed you down. "I just need some more alcohol, and then I will design you a step-by-step plan."
Tim rose from his seat, his towering figure casting a protective shadow over the room. "I'll get the bottle," he offered.
Javi nodded in agreement, his mind already racing with ideas to help you exact the perfect revenge on your unfaithful ex-boyfriend. "And I'll get my thinking cap on," he added with a mischievous glint in his eye.
As soon as the words left Javier’s mouth, Tim returned with the bottle of champagne. He poured more bubbly into your glasses, and you all raised a toast.
"To new beginnings and leaving the past behind," Tim said, clinking his glass against yours and Javi's.
“That y que se chingue su puta madre ese pendejo,” Javi said, taking a hearty sip of champagne.
“Uh… ditto to what you said,” Tim replied a bit unsure, causing you to chuckle.
You offered a translation, "He said, 'And may that dumbass screw his fucking mother.' Uh… it makes more sense in Spanish. Haven't you been around us long enough to catch onto what we say?"
“I ignore him,” Tim pointed at Javi, “most of the time if I’m being honest,” he admitted with a grin.
Your laughter filled the room, and it was contagious, with even Javi unable to resist joining in. As your laughter rang out, both Javi and Tim couldn't help but feel their pulses quicken. It wasn't the champagne that was making their hearts race; it was the deep feelings they held for you that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.
Among the shared laughter, your mind wandered involuntarily to your ex and the painful memories he had left behind. Anger and resentment welled up within you, reigniting your determination to make him get a taste of his own medicine.
"Remember what I said about not stooping to his level? Fuck that. I want him to hurt just like I did," you declared, your tone determined.
"That's my girl!" Javi exclaimed happily, his words bringing a warm rush to your chest.
Tim, sitting beside you, crossed his arms on the sofa, his curiosity evident in his low, measured tone. "What are you thinking of?" he asked.
Javier responds for you, “Nothing illegal, ‘cus, duh!” He referred to all of you working for law enforcement.
“What if you go on a date with someone and upload the picture to Facebook?” Tim proposed.
You took a big sip of your drink, contemplating the suggestion.
“It’s 2020, old man. Not many people use Facebook now.” Javi teased.
“¡Ey, dejá de hablarle así! (Hey, stop talking to him like that!)” You said, smacking Javier’s arm lightly, a small scowl on your face as you defended Tim.
“But, you know what? I think that’ll work,” you said, a sly grin spreading across your face. “Fuckin' asshole was projecting. It’s sick that he thought I was cheating on him with you guys,” you added, laughing as the Moët began to affect you ever so slightly.
“Why would he think that?” Tim asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.
“Um,” you hesitated for a moment, then leaned in closer, your voice dropping to a whisper. “He got it out of me that I found both of you attractive.”
Javier's eyes widened with realization, and a cocky grin crept onto his face. "Ah, I knew it."
You felt your cheeks heat up and stammered, "You knew?" Mortification washed over you at the thought.
"I'd be a horrible cop to not notice your stares," Javi explained with a teasing glint in his eye, trying to ease your embarrassment.
While Javi was well aware of your unspoken attraction, Tim remained oblivious to your feelings. It wasn't because Tim was a bad detective; quite the opposite, he was an excellent one. He had occasionally caught your eyes lingering on him, on his shoulders, on his hands, even on his mouth. However, he had convinced himself that you saw him only as a friend and colleague, never imagining that you might reciprocate the feelings he had for you.
Tim felt like a schoolboy, and despite his attempts to prevent it, a flush of red crept up his cheeks.
You didn’t notice, but Javi did. He started brainstorming.
"You want revenge?" Javier asked, implying he had an idea in mind.
You said yes.
"What if you use us?" Javier's husky voice suggested, his dark eyes smoldering with desire as he gazed at you, a hint of a seductive smile playing on his lips.
You nodded, your desire for revenge on your ex simmering beneath the surface, but what you truly craved at that moment was the touch of Javi and Tim, the electrifying connection that had been building for far too long.
Tim, his usual composed demeanor slipping away, gently placed his champagne glass on the coffee table. His strong, calloused hand cupped your chin, tilting your face upwards with a tenderness that spoke volumes. As he leaned in, your heart raced in anticipation. Leaning closer, he brushed his lips against yours in a kiss that was both tender and electric. Your heart danced a frenetic waltz in your chest, and you felt the fiery spark of longing ignite within you. The kiss deepened, and you couldn't help but respond with hunger you hadn't realized you'd been holding back. A moan escaped your lips as you deepened the kiss. Tim seemed surprised by your sudden change of demeanor. He pulled back from you after only a few moments, leaving the two of you panting. His face flushed pink as he stared down at you, his dark black eyes wide with shock.
Before he could utter a word, Javier interrupted as he leaned over your shoulder and put his lips right next to your ear. "Are you sure?" he whispered in your ear, his breath hot on your skin. You shivered and whined, "Mhm" in response. Javier chuckled lightly, and he kissed your neck, trailing kisses from your ear to the top of your collarbone.
"Are you sure?" Tim asked again, his brows furrowing in concern.
Javi added, "Yeah, you've been drinking—"
"No!" you cut them off firmly. "I promise I'm not intoxicated. I didn't finish the wine; I only had like two ounces, and the Moët isn't clouding my thoughts. I want to do this."
Javi exchanged a glance with Tim, both of them still worried but taking your word. Javi spoke softly, "We just need to be sure you're completely comfortable with this, that's all."
You appreciated their concern and offered a reassuring smile. "I want this, I really do."
As you spoke, you couldn't help but wonder, "Are you both sure too?"
Javier and Tim exchanged glances again, silently communicating their agreement. Then, Javi nodded and spoke for both of them, "We're sure, mi amor (my love). This is something we've all thought about for a long time, and we want it just as much as you do."
After the words left Javi’s mouth, he lowered his head back to the crook of your neck. The warmth of his tongue and teeth caused goosebumps to erupt on your skin. You sighed softly as you closed your eyes, enjoying the feel of his warm lips against your skin, his body close to yours. Javier's breath tickled the sensitive spot behind your ear, causing it to tingle more, sending waves of pleasure through you.
When you opened your eyes, Tim's gaze bore into you, his dark, intense eyes filled with a myriad of emotions. Desire, longing, and a hint of uncertainty danced in the depths of his soulful black irises, while his pupils dilated, betraying the intensity of his feelings. His breath, warm and tinged with anticipation, brushed against your lips as he hovered inches away from your face. You could practically taste the sweetness of the champagne that lingered on his lips, and the air between you crackled with electric tension.
Sensing Tim's uncertainty about his place in this newfound dynamic, you gently stroked his cheek with your fingertips, reassuring him that you wanted him just as much. With that unspoken permission, you kissed him again, deeper than before. When he finally pulled away, you were breathless, almost dizzy from how much you wanted him. A feeling akin to euphoria pulsed through you, making your pulse race even faster.
You felt Javi's hands make their way to your jeans, tugging at the zipper. He slipped his fingers under the fabric of your pants and traced the outline of your underwear with his fingertip before running them slowly across the inside of your thighs. The movement sent a bolt of arousal straight to your core, and you groaned, arching into Javi's touch. You heard Javier chuckle at the sound of your reaction, and you felt his fingers slide underneath your panties and skim over the soft flesh of your inner thigh. You moaned at the feeling of his cool fingers on your heated skin. When his digits reached your opening, you gasped in surprise, a gasp turned into an involuntary whimper as he went up and teased your clit. Javi rubbed small circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing a tingling sensation to spread from your center.
"Don't stop," you pleaded.
Tim sat on the sofa, observing in silence as he heard you whisper, "Please don't stop."
Javier smirked at you and pressed a kiss against your temple. Then, without any further preamble, he began to push a finger into your entrance, teasing your wetness, making you gasp and grip onto Javi's biceps. Javier's finger slid into you easily, and he began to pump slowly, adding another digit when you started to squirm.
Tim leaned forward and reached for the hem of your shirt. "Sweetheart, I can hear your heart racing. Do you want to stop? We can pause if you like."
You shook your head fervently, a desperate plea in your eyes as you tried to convey to Tim that this wasn't about stopping. You needed him, and the only words you were capable of forming, once again, were, "Don't-" but you were abruptly interrupted, a soft gasp escaping your lips as Javi's skilled hands continued to work their magic on your pussy. "Don't stop. Please, you managed to utter amidst the waves of pleasure coursing through you.
He pulled your shirt up over your head and threw it to the ground somewhere near the door. His eyes were glued to your bra, licking his lips hungrily, drinking in every detail, committing every inch of you to memory. You moaned softly when he trailed a single finger along your collarbone before continuing downwards, touching your nipples through your bra, pinching them softly, eliciting a pleasured gasp from your lips. The pressure was enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through you, and you writhed against him, pressing your lips together so that you wouldn't let out another moan.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in your head, and you exclaimed, "Wait!"
Both men immediately pulled back, their faces filled with concern as they simultaneously asked, "What's wrong?" Tim voiced his worry in front of you, while Javi's concern came from behind.
"Nothing! It's just..." you began, briefly second-guessing your idea but deciding to voice it anyway, "Would you guys be okay with um recording ourselves?"
Javi and Tim's mouths parted slightly, their eyes widening in surprise.
"I want to film us having sex," you admitted, your voice tinged with excitement. "It won't ever get released, I promise. It will only be for the three of us."
Tim's cock twitched at your proposal. He couldn't believe that he would be able to relive the day over and over.
He would be able to reexperience the feeling of being inside you, kissing you, tasting you, caressing you... and, above all else, he would be able to see you come undone beneath him. His cock hardened at the thought of that.
"Of course," Javi groaned, nodding vigorously. "I'm game, babygirl."
You glanced towards Tim, a slight smirk gracing your lips. You knew he was just as excited as you were.
Tim leaned forward and pulled you into a passionate kiss. His tongue plunged into your mouth, and his fingers found themselves buried in your hair. You moaned softly and ran your hands up and down his muscular torso.
"Save it for the camera, guys," Javi teased, and you pulled away, feeling a bit flustered. He reached for his phone, but you gently wrapped your fingers around his wrist, guiding his hand back down to the sofa.
"No," you said firmly, your voice laced with desire. "I don't want to use your phone. It's low quality."
Javi gave you an amused look but didn't argue as he placed his phone next to him on the coffee table.
Tim looked at you, curiosity and desire still swirling in his eyes. "What do you want to use to film it?" he asked, his voice husky.
You glanced between the two of them, a mischievous smile playing on your lips. "Tim," you began, "your camcorder films at 4k, right?"
Tim's eyes widened as he realized where you were going with this. "Yeah," he replied, a slow grin spreading across his face. "It does. It shoots in 4K, and it has a built-in mic, so it's pretty good."
"Remember you left it here after using it for bird watching, and you haven't taken it home," you add.
"Fucking hillbilly," Javier muttered under his breath, shaking his head at Tim's hobby of birdwatching.
"Where's the camera?" Tim asked, urgency evident in his voice.
Conveniently, it was in the nearest closet. "In the closet," you replied.
Javi raced to search for it. After a moment, he found the huge box, and when he opened it, he saw the camera and tripod. Javier had never been more grateful for Tim's penchant for birdwatching.
An impatient Javier quickly started setting up the tripod and the camcorder. He unfolded the legs with dexterity but soon looked confused as to how to turn on the camcorder. He muttered to himself while pressing buttons with impatience.
Meanwhile, Tim was preoccupied with gently caressing your thighs, his fingers slowly snaking their way to the inside of your jeans. Before he could do so, he heard Javi's struggles.
"Having trouble there, Peña?" Tim asked, an amused grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "I thought you were the tech-savvy one, didn't you just make fun of me for still being on Facebook?"
Javier shot him a mock glare before admitting, "Okay, fine. I need your help, old man."
Tim chuckled and got up from the couch, walking over to the camera. He expertly turned it on and began to set it up while playfully retorting, "Old man?" he clicked his tongue, "At least I know how to work this thing."
As Tim powered on the camcorder and adjusted the settings, Javi couldn't help but make a jab at Tim. "Well, at least I don't need reading glasses yet, old man."
You defended Tim, saying, "Ay, Javi, apenas y puedes manejar por estar medio ciego. (Javi, you can barely drive because you're half blind.)"
"Por qué siempre lo defiendes a él y a mí no? (Why do you always defend him and not me?)" Javier asked.
"Stop pouting. El día que él te haga lo mismo... (The day he does the same to you…)"
Javi smiled, thinking you were going to say that the day Tim did the same thing to him, you would defend him.
But you continued, "Ahí veré, abusivo. (I’ll see, bully)"
His smile vanished as you said you'd see what to do instead of immediately defending him. "Watch it, or I won't put out," he threatened.
"Yes, you will," Tim and you answered in sync.
Javi rolled his eyes, knowing there was no way he would leave now, and focused on attaching the camcorder to the tripod.
Tim used you as the focal point to fine-tune the camera's view. Your heart raced as he adjusted the zoom and settings, and you couldn't help but feel a heady mix of excitement and anticipation.
You sat on the couch feeling the excitement building in the room. As Tim was adjusting the lens, he couldn't help but murmur, "You're going to look incredible on film, sweetheart."
A smile crossed your lips, and you said nothing. The image of yourself on the screen captured by one of Tim's cameras, naked and writhing beneath him, was intoxicating.
Once everything was set up and adjusted, Tim and Javi walked back to the couch, their eyes still filled with a mixture of desire and anticipation.
Your heart beat wildly in your chest as you watched them approach. They sat down on either side of you, and you smiled shyly as they leaned in closer to you.
With a firm but gentle grip, Javi's strong hands settled on your hips. Slowly, he guided your body, turning you to the left to face him directly. As your eyes locked onto him, you saw nothing but adoration, a burning intensity that set your heart ablaze. Without a moment's hesitation, he closed the distance, his lips crashing into yours with an ardent hunger, igniting a passionate flame that consumed both of you.
The kiss was so intense that it swept you off your feet, quite literally. You found yourself transitioning from sitting on the couch to kneeling on it, your mouth still passionately connected to Javi's. In the process, your body pressed firmly against him, inadvertently presenting your behind to Tim, causing him to groan.
With desire pooling in his eyes, Tim gently hooked his thumbs on your pants and sensually helped you remove them. As your pants slid down, both he and the camera captured a perfect, tantalizing view of your plump ass.
His lips, warm and hungry, peppered a trail of soft kisses along your spine, igniting a trail of fervent desire, while his hand glided sensually from the curve of your spine down to the delicate fabric of your panties. You gasped into Javi's mouth when Tim began to massage you through your panties.
"Mmm..." you breathed, your knees shaking, "please, please."
Tim smiled devilishly as he pushed inside your panties. His fingers landing on your clit, rubbing it gently, creating a pleasant friction. "Tell me what you need," he rasped huskily.
You nodded eagerly, biting your lip in order to prevent a moan from passing through your lips. "Please. Don't stop," you whispered, barely managing to form the words between panting breaths.
Javi smiled, his gaze never breaking contact with yours. "How do you want us baby?”
“Every way,” you wine, and you were answered by a deep moan from Tim, followed by a soft groan from Javi. Tim took his time to tease you, and your breathing grew faster and heavier when you felt one of Tim's fingers slip in. “Ahh... fuck!” you gasped.
Javier smirked at your reaction. "That sounds like it feels good, doesn't it?" he cooed, his hand moving from your face to your hips.
"Yes...” you said weakly. You could feel the slickness coating your pussy, which made you whimper. "I need m-more...”
"You take the lead," Javi whispered with a husky intensity that sent shivers down your spine.
"We'll do anything for you," Tim added, his voice low and full of desire.
Your voice, soft but brimming with confidence, caressed the words, "Okay. Then... I want to be against the wall."
With a collective, synchronized movement, Javier and Tim rose from the sofa, their towering figures looking at you still kneeling. Their hands, warm and possessive, found yours. Slowly, they guided you off the couch, their touch igniting sparks of hunger that danced across your skin.
As your feet touched the floor, you stood before them, your heart pounding in your chest. It was as if time had frozen, and you all took a moment to savor the intensity of the moment.
Their eyes, dark and filled with desire, drank you in from head to toe, tracing every curve and contour of your body with an insatiable hunger. The room's dim light accentuates the contours of your form, their gazes locked onto your every inch.
You stood before them, adorned in a deep silk-red bra that seemed to be woven from the finest threads of desire itself. The upper half of the cups imitated the color of your skin tone, a beautiful contrast to the passionate red that adorned the rest of the fabric. Intricate black lace gracefully adorned over half of each bra cup, its stunning floral patterns tracing a sensual contour along the swell of your breasts. The lace's trimmings extended gently, their featherlight caress brushing your bare skin.
A silk black bow sat at the center gore of your bra, its satin finish glistening in the light of the room. Dangling from the bow, a single pearl danced with every subtle movement.
Your matching panties were an exquisite set. They mirrored the color of your bra, the silk material illuminating in the seductive lighting in the room. The center panel of the panties was a rich, deep red silk with a wet patch indicating the desire that pulsed within you. Its texture is smooth and cool against your heated skin. It felt luxurious and sensual as it grazed over your most intimate places.
The same skin color fabric beneath delicate black lace covered the fabric on either side of the red silk, adding an intricate layer of allure. It felt soft and comfortable against your skin, a gentle caress that heightened the sensations coursing through your body.
As you stood before Javier and Tim, their intense gazes explored every inch of your nearly naked form. Normally, having two sets of eyes roaming your body might make you self-conscious, but those thoughts dissipate. You sensed the hunger in their looks, yet more than that, you could feel the depth of their love for you. It was a moment of absolute vulnerability, yet it filled you with a profound sense of empowerment. You knew they desired you, body and soul, and it sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through you.
"Jesus Christ. You're killing me, bebecita (baby girl)." Javi's hushed voice echoed throughout the room as he slowly stepped closer.
As soon as your fingers touched each other, a spark ignited, and a fiery explosion erupted between your two lovers. Each of them gripped onto your wrists, leading you to the wall.
As soon as your fingers touched each other, a spark ignited, and a fiery explosion erupted. Each of them gripped onto your wrists, leading you to the wall.
Javier positioned himself with his back against the wall, his muscular and broad frame making a striking silhouette. He leaned in to place a tender kiss on your lips, igniting a spark of anticipation that coursed through your body. Gently, he turned you around, his strong arms circling your hips as he lifted you, cradling you against his broad-clothed chest.
With a firm grip, he guided your legs apart, inviting Tim into the intimate embrace.
Tim, fully clothed too, knelt before you. His gaze, framed by the black-rimmed glasses, locked onto yours with a mixture of desire and affection, his dark eyes mirroring the passion that burned within him.
Javi's hand, resting gently on your stomach, ensured your stability as Tim tenderly spread your legs open.
Tim's fingertips danced along the curvature of your inner thigh, igniting a symphony of sensations that made you exhale sharply. He left a trail of fire in his wake with each caress, coaxing your eyes to close as you submitted to the breathtaking intensity of his touch.
As his skillful fingers ventured higher, you could feel your heartbeat quicken in anticipation.
Finally, with a skillful maneuver, Tim removed your panties, revealing your most intimate desires to him. As the delicate fabric slipped away, a rush of desire washed over him, and his eyes locked onto your bare pussy. His gaze was filled with awe and a hunger that bordered on the primal as if he had unveiled a treasure he had long sought after.
"Fuck," he breathed out, amazed at your glistening sex.
Behind you, Javi's breath hitched audibly as he too saw your now-exposed form.
With a soft breath, Tim lowered his head and inhaled the scent of your sex. He reached out with his fingertips and lightly stroked the soft curls surrounding your sensitive center.
As he drew closer, his face brushed against your delicate skin, the faintest hint of stubble and mustache sending electrifying sparks of sensation through you. The texture of his facial hair against your skin added to your already heightened nerves, making your heart race even faster.
With a gentle touch, Tim's tongue began its sensual exploration. He ran his tongue along your folds, licking and nibbling at your tender folds until you cried out in pleasure. You whimpered softly when he tasted your outer lips, and when his tongue lapped up the moisture that coated your folds, you mewled, but the sound was muffled when Javi smashed his lips against yours.
Tim's tongue ventured further, tracing circles around your pussyhole, the rhythmic motion causing your arousal to flow even more freely. He swirled his warm tongue around the opening as he sucked in air and expelled it rhythmically, filling his nostrils with the enticing scent. When he pushed his tongue inside you, it elicited an even louder moan from you. Your hands fisted his short curls, pulling him closer and closer to you, causing him to moan.
All Tim could think as he was in between your thighs was, she tastes so fucking good. He couldn't believe he had been missing out on your taste for so long.
From his current position, Tim's nose won't come into contact with your clit, and just when you're thinking, I need-oh god! My clit-, Javi uses his free hand to stroke your clit, sending your arousal soaring, and as Tim continued to suck your juices into his mouth, you couldn't take it anymore you started moaning uncontrollably.
In a frenzied moment, your fingers clenched tightly into Tim's hair, his black and white strands slipping between your trembling knuckles. Simultaneously, you reached for Javier's hand, desperate to anchor yourself as you felt yourself tipping over the edge. Your fingers intertwined with his, clutching onto the reassuring warmth of his touch resting on your stomach.
You didn't get a chance to give a warning before your orgasm crashed, only crying out, "Oh my god!" as you came hard all over Tim’s mouth. Cum dripped freely into his mouth as he kept sucking on you, savoring every single drop of your taste.
When you finally calmed down enough to breathe again, you looked down at Tim, whose beard was covered in the remnants of your fluids. With your index finger, you lightly traced the outline of his lips, smiling softly when he said, "God, you taste so good, baby."
"Thank you," you breathed out happily and fell back on Javi's chest.
Tim pressed a tender kiss on your thigh, his lips a soft caress against your heated skin. He carefully lowered your legs from his shoulders, and Javier took hold of them so you wouldn't fall over. Tim rose to his feet and motioned to Javi to pass you over. Javi gently transferred you from his arms to Tim's, cradling you securely.
In your blissful state, you couldn't make out the details of their conversation, but you did catch Tim instructing Javi to carry the camera to the bedroom while he carried you upstairs.
Before you could fully register it, Tim carefully laid you down on your bed. The sensations coursing through your body intensified as he peppered your neck with kisses. You began to regain awareness of your surroundings, just in time to witness Javi entering the room and placing the tripod down.
Javi moved closer, positioning himself beside you, ensuring that he wouldn't obstruct the camcorder's view. He licked his lips in anticipation and felt his hardened cock twitch just watching your breasts rise and fall with your breathing.
Tim delicately toyed with the silk straps of your bra, stroking your skin in the process, his touch sending shivers across your skin. He leaned in, his voice a sensual whisper as he asked, "Can I take this off, baby?"
You stared at him with hooded eyes before nodding, "Please." He slowly undid the clasp at the back of your bra, removing it in one swift motion and dropping it to the floor. Your breasts fell out of the garment, exposing your naked body to the men staring at you hungrily.
Javi emitted a low, appreciative groan, his eyes devouring every inch of your exposed skin. "Dios mío (my god)," he muttered, unable to conceal his awe.
Tim's breath hitched audibly as his gaze locked onto your bare breasts. "You're so beautiful," he murmured in a voice that sounded like he was in pain.
Javi slowly brought his lips to each breast, nipping softly as he sucked a stiff nipple into his mouth.
You were going to moan Javi's name, but as soon as you felt a second mouth on you, your moan turned into "Ja-Ahh!" because Tim couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned forward, his lips finding your other breast and sucking on it, making you cry out.
Both sets of lips were warm and eager as they closed around your sensitive flesh and sucked greedily. "Oh..." you gasped, arching your hips upwards into the air.
Your hands fisted their hair and it only encouraged them to suck more intensely. You felt their teeth scrape and you whimpered loudly and cried out "Tim! Javi!"
I think- ah! I think I can come from this alone.
Not even two seconds later, the two mouths left you with swollen and reddened lips and you were left gasping for air.
Your breasts were sore and heavy, your pussy throbbing painfully. But as quickly as you were able to recover, you sat up, pushing yourself up.
"Holy fuck," you managed to stammer out hoarsely. Your desire-filled eyes shifted between Javi and Tim, lingering on their still-clothed bodies. A mischievous smile played on your lips as you declared, "This isn't fair, you two still have your clothes on."
Javi chuckled, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Entonces, qué estas esperando? (So, what are you waiting for?)"
You wasted no time, taking hold of Javi's white dress shirt collar as you straddled him, although not meeting his hips, making him swallow his laugh. With a teasing glint in your eyes, you reach for the buttons.
As you patiently unbutton the first button, your fingers brush lightly against his chest as you reveal his toned physique. With that first button undone, your lips descended to kiss a sliver of his exposed skin, making Javi shiver below you. The warmth of your mouth against his bare flesh sent jolts of pleasure through him, and he couldn't help but moan softly, "Mmmm."
With each button undone, your lips found the newly exposed tan skin. Your fingers traced the contours of Javi's well-defined pecs, brushing over one of his nipples. At the contact, he gasps and bucks his hips up, seeking yours, making you smile.
Tim watched from the side, his thoughts running wild as he admired the sight. Asshole becomes putty in her hands, but who wouldn't? Just look at her... he mused, his eyes locked on you and Javi.
You throw Javi's shirt on the floor, and you let your fingers glide down his stomach, tracing the trail of dark hair that makes your mouth water. The temptation to fully sit down on Javi's lap and grind against the evident bulge was almost overwhelming, but you restrained yourself.
Instead, you shift your attention to Tim. You climbed off Javi's lap, straddling Tim as you took hold of his black and white striped suit jacket, peeling it halfway down his shoulders. Your eyes widened when you caught sight of something black peeking out beneath his jacket.
A rush of surprise and want coursed through you as you realized it was Tim's black leather gun holster. Your breath hitched at the sight, and Tim immediately noticed the change in your demeanor.
"I didn't get a chance to take it off because I had just gotten home from work, and I'd locked up my gun before you called me," Tim explained, his voice tinged with regret. "Ran out the door in a hurry and didn't take it off."
He raised his hand to remove the holster, but you quickly stopped him, saying, "And I won't take it off right now."
The corner of Tim's lip rose in a small smirk. "Alright then, sweetheart." He kissed your cheek softly.
Javier, with a salacious smirk, said, "Ya sabía que te gustaba nuestros pistoleros. (I knew you liked our holsters)" His eyes danced with amusement as he teased, clearly enjoying your preferences in the bedroom.
You mirror Javi's grin and move over to open your bedside drawer, reaching for a small silk drawstring bag.
You looked at both Javier and Tim, your expression serious as you broached the topic. "I don't want to use condoms tonight. Are you guys okay with that?"
Why the hell does she want to kill me?
I swear I'm not going to last
Tim Nods and says, "I'm clean."
Javier adds, "Yeah, me too. Clean as a whistle."
Unbeknownst to you, they had made a bet on who could stay celibate, and neither of them had broken their pact.
You open the bag, holding two items that had been on your mind. You asked, "Do you guys want to try something a little different?" As you spoke, you took out a bottle of lube and a brand-new red heart jewel plug.
Their eyes widened, mouths practically dropped open, and they both groaned in response.
Javier couldn't resist stroking himself through his pants.
You hand the items to Tim and flip over, showing him your ass.
"Fuck" he hisses as you present yourself to him. He reaches out and gently massages your ass, squeezing it lovingly.
You sigh contentedly as you feel Tim's hot mouth taking possession around the tight ring of your muscle.
You gasp as his tongue slips inside of you, and then you moan, grabbing onto Javi. The feeling of Tim's tongue swirling around you sends tremors shooting through your whole body. You close your eyes and let your head fall back as you whine loudly in satisfaction.
"Ah! Tim Fuck, please." You squirm in pleasure as he licks you with relish. The sound of his tongue raking over your tight hole has you pushing your ass back involuntarily. It feels heavenly.
So good, so good, so good... you chant in your head over and over.
Javi stands there captivated, unable to tear his gaze from devouring your body. He's mesmerized by your every move and motion; his dick throbs watching how you writhe against Tim's skilled tongue.
Slowly, Tim lathers a finger with lube and inserts it inside you.
"Mierda! (Shit!)" you grit as Tim pumps his fingers deeper inside you, prompting a shiver of pleasure.
Javi couldn't resist making a comment about your struggle, "It's only one finger. How are you supposed to take either one of us?" But his tone quickly shifted to one of gentle reassurance as he leaned in, his warm breath creating tingles in your ear. "Relax," he whispered soothingly and kissed you on the cheek.
"I'm sorry." you breathed out, overwhelmed by sensation.
Tim's caring voice joined in, "It's okay, baby, just relax for me."
You do as they say, and he adds another finger.
Oh God... you whimper in your mind. Feels so good. I think I can-ah!! I think I can take them already... Oh my God...
You begin to grind against Tim's fingers back and forth. You wanted it all and needed it all.
Tim pulls out his fingers, causing you to whine. He doesn't leave you empty for long as he coats the plug with lube and inserts it inside you. Immediately, hot pleasure ripples through your body. "That feels amazing," you breathed, your eyelids fluttering closed.
Tim couldn't help himself, a low, appreciative sound escaping from the back of his throat as his eyes fell upon the delicate, red jeweled heart nestled between your plush cheeks. He wanted nothing more than to be buried deep inside you, but instead, he kissed your shoulder blade and got up from the bed.
The unmistakable sound of a belt being unbuckled reached your ears, and you turned just in time to see Tim's frenzied haste as he pulled down his pants. Your gaze was immediately drawn to his prominent outline, still contained in his boxers. He hurriedly removed his striped tie, followed by his shoulder holster, and although disappointment washed over you, you didn't say anything.
With a bit of effort, Tim managed to undo the buttons of his white dress shirt, sliding it off along with his undershirt. Your eyes traced the contours of his chest, his wide shoulders, his muscular arms, and his stomach, which was softer than Javi's but was just as mouthwatering.
As he started to put the shoulder holster back on, a surge of desire clouded your mind. You couldn't resist the urge any longer. Rising to your knees on the bed, you reached for him, gripping the holster, and pulled Tim closer, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
His breathing became quick, shallow, and shaky. You parted his lips, and he slid his hot, moist tongue between your lips. You moaned deeply as he wrapped his body around yours.
Tim released his hold on you, and as he did, Javi leaned in to plant a tender kiss on the top of your breast. The combined sensations of their touches make your skin break out in goosebumps.
Javi trails his hand further until he reaches your mound. You gasped out his name as Javi's thumb circled around your clit. Your free hand grabbed onto his wrist, wanting him to continue, but he pulled away.
As Javi gently released you, Tim followed suit, his gaze fixed on you with swollen lips and dilated pupils.
"Lay down, pretty girl," Javier instructed, and Tim shifted from the edge of the bed to stand next to you to make room for you.
With Tim now out of the way, your back hit the soft sheets. As soon as you reclined, Javi parted your legs and knelt between them, his intent clear as he crouched on the floor.
Javi took his sweet time, kissing the inside of your thighs, and you squirm, feeling his mustache tickle your skin.
Slowly, he inched his way toward your center and began to lap at your clit. You moan loudly, and your hips buck upward, trying desperately to get closer to his face. Your entire body felt alive and buzzing with excitement.
You tear your gaze away from Javi, slowly turning your head to the side to look at Tim. His dark eyes lock onto yours.
"You feel good, sweetheart?" he asks, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
Your breath hitches. "Ye-ahh!" you answer, the words spilling out of you as you feel Javi's licks intensify.
"What do you want, darling?"
You don't respond with words. Instead, your hands move with purpose, reaching for the waistband of Tim's underwear. You hook your fingers under the fabric and begin a slow, tantalizing descent, lowering it down his hips.
As you unveil him, his cock springs forth, slapping upright against his stomach.
Your eyes go wide, and a soft gasp escapes your parted lips.
Oh, god, you think, your heart pounding in your chest. The sight before you, standing tall and proud, leaves you breathless.
He was thick, thicker, and longer than you've ever taken. The head, a deep shade of red, glistened with creamy drops that collected at its tip, and his shaft was adorned with prominent veins that ran along its length.
You couldn't resist the urge, so you ran your fingernails lightly down the length of him, savoring the contrast between the smoothness of his skin and the texture of his veins. He's going to feel so good inside me. He hissed in response to your touch, a sound that made you even wetter.
Javi's head lifted from your thighs, chin glistening with your fluids. "Come on, baby girl, why don't you take him into your mouth?" he insisted, his eyes locked onto yours.
Tim was watching intently too. His eyes were dark and hungry as if he was silently urging you to wrap your lips around him.
You eagerly open your mouth, guiding Tim's tip between your lips, and suck the first few inches as you moan at the intoxicating taste of his cum. The essence of his arousal in your mouth, paired with the electrifying touch of Javi's fingers on your slick folds, sent shivers of pleasure coursing through your body.
Javi's voice, tinged with desire, reached your ears, "So wet, baby."
Tim moaned in response to the incredible sensation of your mouth and the delicious vibration. You pulled off him, your voice breathy as you complimented, "You taste good."
Tim responds with a throaty moan, his eyes locked on yours as he gasps, "God, you're incredible."
As your gaze shifts to Javi, who's been teasing you from between your parted thighs, he murmurs seductively, "So do you," before diving back to his sweet task.
You lose composure at their voices for a few seconds and then raise your head to have Tim in your mouth again. The hot, throbbing head of his arousal slides past your lips, and you begin by sucking hard, eliciting a satisfied sigh from him. Then, with a tantalizing slowness, you ease your tongue along the length of his shaft, taking small, deliberate segments between your lips.
"Fuck," he sighs and tilts his head back, lost in the sensations you're causing.
You smile against him feeling proud of yourself, knowing the effect you're having on him.
He was so thick your lips were already stretching around him and you weren't even halfway through. Uhn...I'm going to have to take him into my throat, won't I, you think, your excitement growing at the thought of deepthroating him.
“Good girl,” Tim whispers, his approval igniting a fiery desire within you. Encouraged, you take more of him, not that you needed it because the weight of his dick and the taste of him driving you insane.
Raising yourself up on your elbows, you relaxed your throat to accommodate him. As you took a few more inches, Tim inhaled sharply, his panting and the wet squelching of your cunt filling the room.
Meanwhile, Javi continued to run his tongue around your folds before focusing on your clit, pulling a loud "Ahhh!" from your lips. As he kept sucking, your walls clenched around him, and you could feel his grin against your sensitive skin as he intensified his sucking.
With every sensual lick, flick, and tantalizing bite, Javi increased the pressure on your nub, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your body. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, you closed your eyes and, with focused on hollowing out your cheeks for Tim.
As you approached the girthiest part of Tim, your jaw had grown sore, and a nervous excitement began to bubble within you.
God, I don't know how I'm supposed to take him anywhere else when I'm already struggling to take him into my mouth, you wondered nervously but more excited than anything.
Javi slid his tongue around the wet spot where you wanted him most. A mewl escaped your lips, unbidden, as your hips arched upward, desperate to get closer to Javi's face.
Simultaneously, Tim pushed himself deeper into your mouth, and the delicious sensation made him emit a deep, happy "Mmm." Every nerve in your body felt alive and buzzing with excitement.
Tim struggled to restrain himself, fighting the urge to thrust his entire dick into your welcoming throat. You saw his struggle, and with fluttering lashes, you wordlessly begged for him to be rough.
His large hand gripped your hair, and he pushed your head further onto his hard cock. You choked momentarily as he brushed against your uvula, causing Tim to become worried. "Shove me away if you need to," he urged his face a mix of pleasure and concern.
You appreciated his consideration but had no intention of stopping. With teary eyes, you relaxed your throat further, allowing more of him to slide in. Above you, Tim watched, chest heaving, his praises and moans spurring you on.
On the floor, Javi's tongue swirled lazily around your opening. You savored the delicious burn of his mustache against your sensitive skin. Slowly and rhythmically, he pushed his tongue deeper, making your body tremble. Then, when you felt Javi's fingers slip into you, his thumb circling your sensitive clit, you whimpered.
As you finally fit the entirety of Tim inside your mouth, he screams out your name. His hips move involuntarily, and he pushes your head further, and your nose tickles the dark, curly hair peppered with hints of white. You continue to suck, and he begins to babble incoherently, lost in the sensations coursing through his body.
The combination of taking all of Tim’s dick into your mouth and your taste makes Javi grind against the bed, desperately seeking friction to relieve the ache he feels.
"Sweetheart, t-that's a-ah... a talented mmm... mouth," Tim pants out.
You want to hear more of the sounds he's making, so you move to caress his heavy balls, gently massaging them. "Oh God... Baby girl..." he groans out, his voice filled with pleasure and desire.
His hips snap into your mouth as he approaches his peak, and he thinks, no can't cum inside her lovely mouth
"Can't cum in your mouth. Uh... I wanna… inside you," he says, voice broken.
Javi, with his two fingers deep inside you and about to add a third, can't resist, "Yeah, cariño, he's too old for that."
Tim shot Javi a narrowed-eyed look but remained adamant in his resolve to last longer. Javi chuckled before returning his attention to your needy core, lavishing it with his tongue, causing your moans to grow louder.
Javi laughs before using his tongue again. His tongue delves deep, exploring every crevice of your velvety walls, making you moan loudly. As the new sensation begins to build within you, your hips instinctively buck.
"Javi, fuck..." you moan.
Tim, his breath uneven and his gaze locked on you, managed to withdraw from your mouth, eliciting an audible pop, and both you and Tim whined at the loss of contact.
“Yes, baby, let go," Javi encouraged. Your release came slowly, agonizingly so. Tim swiftly moved his hands to catch you as you lost your balance, cradling you in his arms. You trembled in Tim's embrace, descending from the heights of your climax. "Fucking delicious," Javi growled, his tongue sweeping over your sensitive cunt to savor every drop.
Suddenly, you remembered that your ex had given you a camcorder. You gasped, and both guys looked worried. You walked over to your dresser, opened the last drawer, and retrieved the camcorder. To your surprise, you found another one, which had belonged to your ex—well, it used to. You had no intention of returning it now. He had left it in your car, and you had planned to give it back the next time he visited your house. The camcorder he had gifted you had only been used for your beach trips, and you hadn't used it for a while, which was why you had forgotten you had it in the first place.
You brought the cameras back to the guys, your eyes bright with excitement.
Javi was sitting on the bed, and Tim was standing up. You crawled up the bed and handed one of the cameras to Javi.
"I want you to use it," you told him, a playful gleam in your eyes.
His eyes lit up, and he replied, "Como tú mandes (As you order)," as he accepted the camera.
Turning your attention to Tim, you signaled for him to come closer. Wrapping your arms around his strong form, you pressed your lips to his ear, your words dripping with desire, "Do you want to take me from behind?" You handed him the second camera.
Tim's response was a low, sensual murmur, "I can never say no to you."
Returning to Javi, who was laid out on his back below you, you positioned yourself between his legs, facing him directly. With a sensuous touch, you lowered his underwear and wrapped your fingers around his cock.
"Oh, Shit," Javi breathed out softly as he took hold of the camera, turning it on, and pointing it toward you. "Say hi to the camera, baby girl."
With a seductive smile, you directed your gaze toward the lens. "Hi," you cooed. With the camera on you, you held Javi’s cock in your hand, admiring him. Tim's got him beat on length and girth, but Javi has a curve that you know will be incredibly satisfying once he's inside you.
Lowering your head onto Javi's lap, you looked up at the camera, your lips brushing the first few inches of his dick. The sight elicited a groan from Javi, his cock throbbing at the sensual display before him.
Meanwhile, Tim was busy with his camera, the strap wrapped around his fingers. His free hand rested on your back, gently lifting your ass into the air. You whimpered when he removed the plug, but Tim's soothing words distracted you from the discomfort.
"It’s okay, beautiful, I’ve got you," Tim whispered.
Javi also tries to distract you by guiding your attention back to him. Your fingers wrapped firmly around his length, applying strokes that had him gasping in pleasure.
"Ah," he moaned loudly, clearly enjoying the sensation of your skilled touch. Your red nails against his skin, made him twitch in your hand.
Tim, meanwhile, positioned himself at your tight entrance, teasing the sensitive ring of muscle. You peeled back Javi's foreskin, exposing his throbbing head. Your lips suck lightly against his foreskin, causing Javi to whimper in delight. The sound sent shivers down your spine, your arousal intensifying.
"Ohh, that's good, baby. J-just like that," Javi breathed out, his voice laden with desire.
As you continued your tantalizing ministrations, you felt the slick sensation of lube, followed by Tim slowly entering you from behind, the stretch of his hard shaft stretching you open. Your cry filled the room as Tim carefully moved back and forth, his intent clear: to slowly open you up and ensure you felt no pain once he was fully inside.
Tim groaned in response, the pleasure of being inside you evident in his every movement. Your attention shifted back to Javi as you spat lightly on him and then enveloped him between your lips. Beneath you, Javi gripped the sheets when you pushed your head further and moans escaped his soft lips.
As Tim pushed more of himself into you, both of you moaned in harmony, the room now filled with sounds from all three of you.
"Sweetheart, you're so fucking tight," Tim gasped, his voice laced with raw need. "Uhn…"
You could only respond with a broken moan, your body shaking in response to your senses being overwhelmed by the feeling of Tim filling you, the intense pleasure washing over you in waves.
I think I-I can cum right now, the thought crossed your mind, and then as if on cue, your body began to unravel.
"Gonna cum," you whine, the words somewhat unintelligible as your mouth was filled by Javi.
Javi whispered with a husky voice, "That's it, baby girl. Let go for us."
"Let it all out, sweetheart," Tim added, his breath ragged.
Your vision blurred as your climax took over, and you closed your eyes, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through you. Around Javi, you moaned, the vibrations adding to his pleasure, while Tim felt you tightening around him.
Tim's mind repeated a desperate mantra: Shit, Shit, Shit, I can't cum yet, Fuck! With urgency, he tightly grasped the base of his cock, determined to hold back and not release inside you, at least not just yet.
Your release began to trigger Javi's, and he gasped, “Close…mierda, voy a-ahh (shit, I’m gonna-ahh).”
In response to his plea, you redoubled your efforts, your mouth working its magic as you sucked harder and harder. His entire body tensed, breath hitching, pulsing in your mouth, and then, with a guttural groan of pleasure, Javi let go. He erupted into your mouth, and the taste of him was an intoxicating flavor that you eagerly savored. Every drop of his seed was swallowed with fervor.
With Tim still inside you from behind, you pulled your mouth off Javi, and the camera focused on you as you playfully stuck your tongue out, putting on a naughty show to demonstrate that you had indeed taken in every ounce of Javi's release.
Javier didn’t know what came over him. One minute he’s looking at you sticking your tongue out, and the next, he’s grasping your chin in his rough hand and kissing you with everything he’s got. It’s a messy and wet kiss that makes you get up on your knees, and Javi pushes you back onto Tim, causing him to push deeper into you, making both Tim and you moan.
"Javi, I want to ride you,” you declare, your voice filled with desire. You turn your head to speak to Tim, your eyes locking with his intense gaze. “Baby, can I ride him?”
Tim smiles at you, his lips brushing gently against yours. “Go ahead, baby,” he whispers, his breath warm against your skin.
Javi eagerly complies, laying down on the bed again. Tim pulls out from behind, allowing you to straddle Javi comfortably. He hisses as he withdraws, and you let out a soft whine at the sensation of emptiness.
As you straddle Javi, his hardness pressing against your core, you feel a surge of need. Your hand wraps around him, pumping once, then twice. Javi's voice, thick with desire, pleads, “Ya, por favor. (enough, please)”
A wicked grin plays on your lips as you tease him, “Tan impaciente, amor. (So impatient, love)”
"You slowly lower yourself onto Javi, and he groans as your tight heat envelops him. Inch by inch, you savor the delicious sensation of him filling you. You work to open yourself to take him. Just because he's smaller than Tim, it doesn't mean his length is any less impressive.
"God, Javi, you feel amazing," you mewl, grinding yourself against him, trying to take in more of his length.
"Oh, cariño, you're incredible," Javi says with pure adoration and lust.
I’m so wet and I still can’t take him. I-I just have to keep- ah! I have to keep going, you think.
“How does he feel, sweetheart?” Tim asks, his hand traveling down your body to play with your little bundle of nerves.
“Ohh! Tim!” The stimulation makes you flinch, and you’re able to lower yourself more onto Javi.
Tim continues to help you, guiding you as you slide yourself fully onto Javi. You gasp, and Javi moans, “Ah, fuck.”
His head hits the spongey spot within you, and you cry out Javi’s name.
Just like I thought, he feels so good.
Your cum from earlier pooled at Javi’s base, and the sight that left him momentarily stunned. "Shit," Javi cursed as he zoomed in on the erotic view before returning to capturing you bouncing on him.
“Tim, I-I want you now,” you begged, shifting your weight so that he could take your ass again.
"Shh, baby, I’ll give you what you want, okay?” Tim says, his voice soothing, and he angles his head to give you a tender kiss.
Tim then kneels behind you, straddling your hips as he positions himself.
“What’s your safe word?” he asks, loud enough for Javi to hear over the sounds of your moans and wet sounds.
You struggled to comprehend the question, your mind fogged by pleasure as you continued to bounce on Javi. “Hmm? Ohh! Um… it’s Tulip,” you manage to say.
“Got it,” Javi responds through gritted teeth, a hand finding its place on your waist.
“Tulip,” Tim repeats, as he grips himself and guides the tip inside your tight muscle.
"There you go,” Tim panted, his words laced with desire. “Yes, just like that. Good girl. Mmm…” He grunted, each thrust of his hips prompting gasps from you.
“Yes, yes, yes!” you exclaimed, your voice brimming with passion.
This time around, you were able to accommodate Tim’s cock with less resistance, thanks to him opening you up earlier.
Javi's movements grew more intense as he thrust upwards, his free hand massaging your areola before pulling at your stiffened nipple.
A high-pitched cry escaped from your mouth, and it became louder when Tim bottomed out and began to drive into you with fervor.
"That’s it, sweetheart,” Tim groaned.
As your body surrendered to the passion, your mind swirled with a hazy thought, God…oh god, they feel so good.
Javi brought you flush against his chest, his thrusts becoming harder and more fervent. Your bodies moved in perfect sync.
“Besame,” Javi whispered, and you eagerly complied, capturing his lips with a fervent kiss. Your tongues meet and you both moan into the kiss, but a powerful thrust from Tim forces you to rip your mouth away from Javi. Tim was determined to show Javi just how well he could make you feel, and he didn’t waste a moment.
"Javi, how's this for an old man?" Tim challenged, his hands firmly gripping your hips with both hands now as he picked up the pace, driving deeper and harder into you. The room filled with groans, the obscene sounds your bodies made, your screams, and profanities that spilled from your lips.
Javi took Tim's challenge to heart, matching his fervor with powerful thrusts that rocked your body. He pulled you even closer, the rhythm between your hips growing wilder.
Both men were fully absorbed in possessing your body, each wanting to outdo the other, but you didn’t mind one bit. In fact, you reveled in the intense pleasure they were giving you. Sweat glistened on your skin, trickling down the valley between your breasts. Both men had a layer of sweat on their bodies, a few strands of their hair sticking to their foreheads.
You whimpered in response to their relentless movements, and Javi reassured you, "I know, I know, I know."
Tim, possessed by the moment, asks, "You can take it, right?"
"Mhm," you whimpered, your face contorted in bliss.
Tears prick your eyes at the intensity of their movements. Javi sat up, his hands still on your waist, guiding you as Tim's grip on your hips tightened. You moaned and arched your back, pressing yourself closer to him. Javi buried his face in your neck, muffling his groans with your skin, the heat of his breath adding to the coil that was threatening to snap any moment now.
Their thrusts grew deeper and deeper, and Tim gritted out your name, his voice making you burn hotter.
You put one hand on Javi’s shoulder for support, and you blindly reached out, searching for Tim’s holster. Your fingers brushed against the smooth leather, and you gripped it tightly, pulling him closer to you. The sensation of them pressed against you caused your pussy to tighten, squeezing them both in the most delicious way.
Tim groaned, losing himself completely in the feeling. She feels so good, wrapped up so tight around me like this, fuck, he thought as he started thrusting into you, each thrust increasing in tempo, intensifying your pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Javi groaned, his voice trembling. God, she’s so fucking tight… uhn, she’s going to make me cum.
You were losing control now, overwhelmed by the sensation of being so full.
Javi, his voice trembling with desire, breathed out, "I can't hold back much longer."
"Me neither," Tim breathed, tightening his grip on you.
You wanted to let them know you were close too, but your voice failed you, and all that escaped were breathless moans. The coil in your stomach tightened further, seconds away from unraveling completely.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful," Javi grunted, his hips stuttering as he began to lose control. "Oh, God... fuck, shit."
“Such a good girl, baby. Uhn… taki- takin' us so well,” Tim praised.
Their deep, low voices pushed you over the edge. You clenched around them, and you experienced the most intense orgasm of your life. Your mouth fell open, and your whole body shook. Your vision whited out, your ears rang, and your hands went limp, releasing your hold on the men.
The tightening of your body pushed them over the edge, and they couldn't hold back any longer. Javi came first, his release accompanied by a passionate "Oh Shit!" as he spilled inside you. Tim followed quickly, spitting out "Uhn!" as he came shortly thereafter.
After their releases, Tim's glasses nearly fell off as he lowered his head, and Javi's hand, which had been holding the camera, fell limply onto the bed, inadvertently capturing the ceiling.
Tim tenderly peppered your shoulder with kisses before slowly pulling out from you. With the camera still in his hand, he focused it on the sight of his pearly spend slowly dripping out of you, prompting groans of satisfaction. Once he was content with the footage, he rolled over, his back meeting the mattress. Meanwhile, you rested on Javi's chest, both of you still breathing heavily.
Javi carefully maneuvered you, turning you over while keeping the camcorder in hand. He recorded himself as he sensually withdrew from you, capturing the sight of his creamy white seed flowing out of you in a steady stream.
When you finally came down, you lay there panting and smiling happily. Javi leaned forward and placed a slow lingering kiss on your forehead
"You okay baby?" Javi asked
Tim gently placed a soft kiss on your temple. "You okay sweetheart?" he asked tenderly.
“Mhm," you hummed as Javi kissed your cheek. “I am now," you murmured happily.
“Pasame mi telefono, porfa (Hand me my phone, please),” you requested, and Javi reached for your phone on the nightstand, handing it to you. They both looked at you with curiosity.
“I think I know how to break up with him,” you said, a sly smile playing on your lips.
“Can you take a picture of us?” you asked Tim, phone in hand.
"Of course," Tim replied before taking the phone from your hand. You were well aware that your soon-to-be ex's ego would be deeply wounded to see you with two other men, and you knew he would never utter a word of it to anyone else.
Tim reached for a blanket to cover your naked bodies. As he did so, he slid an arm beneath you, and you nestled your head on Tim’s chest. Javi wrapped an arm possessively around you, his other hand resting on the camcorder that had once belonged to your ex.
Javi meticulously positioned the camera in a way that it would be captured in the picture Tim was about to take. The arrangement, with the three of you nestled under the sheets and the camcorder resting on the bed, would leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, and that's exactly what you were counting on.
Tim angled your phone and snapped the picture. He passed you the phone and asked, “Is this good?”
“It’s perfect,” you smiled.
You opened your text messages, tapped on his name, and attached the picture. You added ‘It’s over,’ and then you hit send. The whooshing sound gave you satisfaction, knowing he would never contact you again. Just a few seconds later, your message said ‘Read.’
“Good,” Javi said, smiling, then asked, “Is anyone hungry?”
“I could eat,” you replied
“I'll order Chinese," Tim said, reaching for his phone.
Javi, his voice laced with desire, chimed in, "How long do you think they'll take?"
Tim glanced at his phone. "About 45 minutes," he answered.
A mischievous glint danced in Javi's eyes as he leaned over and ripped the sheets off your bodies. "We could do a lot in 45 minutes," he purred, his intentions clear.
A/N: I apologize for any grammar and tense mistakes. English is not my first language, and I struggle with my tenses 😞 If the pacing feels off, it's because I've taken this apart so many times over the past years. Originally, this was a science fiction story with Javi and an older version of Javi, but I scrapped that idea. Then I wrote a similar piece with El Ladron. However, earlier this year, I was blessed with Tim Rockford, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. So, I returned to the original Javi piece and replaced the older Javi with Tim.
I was supposed to be working on the graphics for Chapter 5 of IYW, but I couldn't get Detective Tim Rockford out of my mind, sorry 😔
If you've read this far, thank you, and have a great day 🤎
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I feel like you’ve definitely answered something similar like this before, but Lew characters & cream pies/cum play????
listen……they’re all freaks for cum play and/or cream pies.
bob is the cream pie king, sorry. he prefers to cum inside your pussy, and he doesn’t like a drop to go to waste. sometimes he’ll even slip a plug in you so it stays inside 🤭
rhett loves cream pies, but he also loves cumming literally anywhere on/in you. in your mouth, on your tits, on your face, on your tummy, on your ass, in your pussy. whatever he feels like the moment (or wherever you ask him to). he just loves seeing you with his cum in and on you, he’s not picky
harrison prefers cumming inside…some part of you. in your pussy, in your ass, in your mouth. the only time he doesn’t cum inside you is when you’re being punished
miles needs to cum inside you. he loves being close to you and when he’s in a vulnerable, pleasured state like that he wants to be connected to your body. he doesn’t really like the feeling of being messy so if he lets go all over himself (such as if you make him cum in his pants or on his chest/belly/thighs), you need to get him cleaned up right away. that’s why he prefers cumming inside you, it’s a just little less messy
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LitG S8 Max Route
Vol. I-V Ep. 1-15
I chose Jack to couple up with because Oakley can’t take a joke about being a fireman… sorry but it is hot. In both senses of the word 😅 sorry not sorry! But also Jack liking dogs and gardening was such a great initial common interest thing to go on.
Sophie/Jack & Luna/Jin are replaceable after you pick your guy. Whichever couple stays are buttheads to you.
Jack is ok, but more serious than I thought he would be. I miss Jin’s humor so much. I have to say that even with most of the same dialogue choices/banter between us, there is no spark. Which does makes me going full on for Max an easier decision.
Vol. VI Ep. 16-18
Again I did not flirt at all with Hari, but I did pick the options for saying I missed Jack so it pretty much went the same. I’m really just plugging along until Casa… which is next 😆
Vol. VII Ep. 19-21
CASA TIME!! I am choosing all the gem options to get with Max. ALL OF THEM! Bring it on!
E19: Straight away, the fill in the blank game gem option I picked was the “smooch a boy” and wow what a smooch it was! Choosing to share a bed with Max was such a good choice too. He is so flirty and cute! Telling me what he likes was sexy and I agree with them 😏
E20: ooh raunchy races! And this time I actually kissed the others (except Liam cuz I have standards lol) and I did the gem option to win and had another epic smooch with Max 😘
E21: Winners party was fun. The sipping game was fun and the gem selection scene was incredible if you kept flirting *chef’s kiss* Loved sitting with Max and talking and getting to know each other more. He is so flirty and I love it. Slept with him again and did bits with him that night. Worth it! He’s amazing! 😏
Vol. VIII Ep. 22-24
E22: This is where I started to fall for Max in my first playthrough (w/o any diamond scenes & then I started replaying for his), but getting to keep the previous options and choosing the new one was even better. He just gave serious butterflies during the date. Telling about the smile lines, going over the “words” on MC, cuddling in his arms, sweet story of him paying for a girlfriend’s parents to visit even though he was saving, playing with her hair. Ugh my heart! I’m so smitten with him 🥴
E23: We smashed it at the Mr & Mrs game! And I loved all the flirty things we did and said to each other during. More annoyed when Luna took Max. Definitely called her out this time for picking him.
E24: Last night at Casa. Yay! Obviously spent the night with Max and I think it was even better since I got to have all the earlier moments with him too. And hearing him recap them all the next morning and how mushy he was about them all was sweet. He’s just perfect 🫠
Vol. IX Ep. 25-27
E25: This is a short episode. Most compatible with Max of course! Yuck to Liam. Pushed him in the pool again 😜
E26: Brought Max back and walked in holding hands. Sorry Jack. Told Max I’m into him. Obvs! Didn’t argue with Sienna when she wanted to steal Jack. Go right ahead.
E27: Pool party was much less awkward since I’m focused on Max and don’t care what Sienna does. Liam’s question and Luna’s deflection ruined the mood of course. Then Jack asked me that very important question about cracking on in casa…
Vol. X Ep. 28-30
E28: I started this episode off with a big old LIE - told Jack I did nothing at Casa (for reasons that pay off later) Snogged and married Max! Pied Liam cuz who else is worth this one?! And then I sexily pied Max with the extra pie. Yum 😜
E29: Ahhh couple drama! Everyone lying to their partners about Casa stuff. So messy… So glad I’m with Max because we are golden!!
E30: Couple Goals 2.0 was fine. Pretty much the same results except Max and I got voted most likely to marry this time and I’ll take it! And the terrace scene… holy moly Batman 🔥 I loved it and didn’t have to feel bad because he’s my couple and the one I want 😍
Vol. IX Ep. 31-33
E31: MOVIE NIGHT!!! woohoo drama!! Max’s two scenes were so sweet I almost got a toothache 🥰 I have to say that I actually kept the secrets this time around because I wanted to see everything unfold at movie night which was fine… Until we got to mine and holy shit did FB go all out with what they showed! 🫣
E32: Boys choice recoupling and this is why I lied to Jack… he does not pick me because of that lie - which does kill me inside, but I want Max. Only Max. And again, the only time I will thank Liam for anything - so glad he got cream all over us so we could have another amazing spicy scene 🥵
E33: The scene is much funnier with Sienna if you’re coupled with Max because she really thinks we care if she tells Jack?? Like ok whatever floats your boat honey! 🤣 The heart rate challenge is all good this way too. Sienna can have Jack all she wants and she stays away from Max! But OMG Jack’s superhero outfit is so bad 😂 like how could they do that do him?!
When Jin said his dream was to run in a marathon and wanted MC to join him, I almost died. My friend has been trying to get me run with her for over a year but I would rather go on a date with Liam than run anywhere 🤣 BUT Max wanting to go to a concert in the outdoor amphitheater in the mountains of Colorado?? Count me the fuck in 😅 I googled it and it looks awesome!
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These lil sillies are my TADC OCs
Meet Jellybean the Birthday cake flavoured candle snail and CS the Tomogotchi Dog head robot
Fun fact, Jellybean is actually my sona drawn for the draw your Sona as a clown trend that was going on. So I decided to use the design for this lil silly circus show.
Jellybean is very silly who likes to hang with Jax and help him with his pranks. She likes to throw pies at others and definitely has a body count outside the digital world. Don’t leave her alone with explosives.
CS is a clever pup who’s pretty good with technology and is good buddies with Gangle. He uses his plug like tail to recharge after a long day of playing. Don’t touch him while in charging mood, he will bite(?)
Jellybean is 23 and CS is 24
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So, how's the JukeBox development coming along? Well, it sure is coming, I promise.
In case you don't know what a JukeBox is, it's a little hotkey device I'm building! I originally made this to assist with my endeavors in streaming, but it turns out having extra keys is very useful for a lot of things! Whether it be hotkeys for quickly running macros via AutoHotKey, managing your Discord audio settings, playing funny sounds with VoiceMod, switching tools in your favorite art program like Paint Tool SAI, or managing OBS like I do. It's a very powerful device, and all it does is act like a keyboard with the F13-F24 keys. I bet you didn't even know there was more than the F1-F12 keys, am I right?
About a year ago, I said I would begin selling these soon. That was a bit of a lie, fortunately I am very good at those. That last bit was also a lie, in case you couldn't tell. I got the opportunity to work on the JukeBox as part of an independent study for college credit, so I took a lot of time to plan and rethink the product. That part wasn't a lie The result is the new V5 board!
Ok so this isn't the actual V5 board yet.
I decided to completely change up what makes up a JukeBox. I decided to use an RP2040 chip, which is used to power a Raspberry Pi Pico. I used a Pico board, along with the old JukeBox V4 boards, an RGB LED ring, and an OLED screen to build my ideal V5 prototype. The result is the same JukeBox known and loved but with some added features, like reactive lighting and a screen to display fun graphics and info!
This is the finalized board, it's design has been shipped off to manufacturing, and will hopefully arrive right at the start of the new year. I'm paying a lot of money for just 10 of these things! I can't wait.
The plan is to sell 3 versions of the board, a basic variant (keyboard only), an RGB variant, and an RGB plus screen variant. Prices are still being determined, but they will be higher than previously anticipated due to rising material costs. The goal is to keep the basic variant at $25 to maintain affordability. You will also be able to choose what kinds of keys you want, be it Cherry MX Blues or Kailh Choc Whites.
I'm working on the final casing. It'll be a 3D printed shell with some nice M2.5 nuts and bolts. It'll also be in a mostly-opaque white so the RGB looks good shining through. The legs are also completely optional, both the case and the legs will have nice rubber feet to keep the board steady. The keycaps will be "relegendable", meaning you'll be able to stick a piece of paper in them with whatever you want on them. You get everything seen here, plus a USB-C cable, and my deepest gratitude. Maybe some day you'll get to have a JukeBox in atomic purple instead of a basic white!
The best part about it all is that you don't need to install any drivers! The keyboard component is always guaranteed to work on any computer that supports USB, and most usually do (hopefully). The screen and RGB won't work without a companion app, sadly, but I'm working hard to make it painless to setup and use, near plug-and-play. I've been writing it in Rust while working on the board, and it will support Windows and Linux without much issue.
Lastly, the entire project is going to be open source! The code will be under an open license, and all the physical parts will be usable under a Creative Commons license (CC BY-NC-SA). I won't allow people to just up and sell the boards without modification, but if someone wants to make and sell their own variant I'd be more than happy to allow it if they ask. Devices like these should be cheap and accessible for everyone.
Hopefully I'll start selling these on my Ko-fi before Q2 of 2024. See you then!
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PLOTTING CHEAT SHEET, but ranked like they're characters in a game that you have to " beat ". choose your fighter, i guess. please click on the [ ♡ ] and i'll approach you for plotting.
GIANNA LOMBARDI. level : beginner. gianna is generally nice, maybe a slight judgmental if your fashion sense isn't aligned with hers or she just thinks it's ugly. she networks a lot, too, so it makes sense for muses to know her. especially the famous or famous adjacent ones. potential dynamic ideas include : your muse being her client, wlw ships that could be anything from friends to lovers / rivals to lovers, platonic friends, party friends, circumstantial friends.
MIGUEL ZAPATA. level : easy. friendly, chill, & an overall good time. who doesn't wanna hang out with a retired drug dealer & car enthusiast who still has all his connections? potential dynamic ideas include : he used to be your muse's plug, rival dealers or old dealer friends, friends he parties with, racers who were friends with his family members when they still lived in nyc, childhood friends, friends with benefits, exes.
BENNY JOVILLAR. level : intermediate. benny is overall friendly & good natured, but suspicious & untrusting due to his lines of work. i mean, you'd also be this way if you work around cops as your 9 - 5 then end the night perched with a sniper rifle & eyes on your victim. please note : your muse will never know he's a hitman unless it's something that has been extensively plotted. benny is entirely serious about keeping his & jo's identities a secret. probably the only thing he's serious about. potential dynamics include : friends from work ( those who work in law enforcement or law enforcement adjacent fields ), general friends he could've met at parties or clubs or the bars he frequents, lovers, exes, neighbors.
HEART BEAUMONT. level : intermediate. look, heart isn't difficult to befriend, but she's definitely judgmental and not the kind of person you'd want to befriend because frankly... she can be mean. thread ideas : your muse helping her with a PI case, or someone giving her gossip, going out for drinks with heart, telling heart stories because she loves that. dynamics : neighbors, friends, bffs, enemies, someone heart teaches how to play the violin in her down time. the possibilities are indeed endless! heart will love you more if you're judgmental and always have gossip or if you tell her stories.
JOSEPHINE " JO " GATLIN. level : hard. your muse can know jo as one of two identities : the matchmaker, or as jo gatlin, the bar owner and violinist. not both, unless plotted extensively. josephine keeps the list of people who know her criminal identity very small though she may meet some criminals in person, she wouldn't tell them her real name. with that being said, potential dynamics include : clients who often seek her resources, criminals who rely on her to make ends meet or for jobs in general, friends who run in similar circles if they're wealthy, business partners the matchmaker's server could partner with.
ANTONIO LA RUSSA. level : hard. sigh. antonio is a kind person, however he's not a people person. his work keeps him busy, and he tends to be a lone wolf, anyway. he has plenty of acquaintances and some real friends, but it's really a small circle. however, one of the dynamics can be that your muse and antonio are friends and see each other quite a bit or they're both in the business field and network a lot so they're always seeing each other at events.
SECRET MENU MUSES. these are the muses you might become familiar with if we have threads or talk about the muses ooc. by request only.
RUSTY BARING. level : easy. rusty is pretty easy-going and getting along with him isn't difficult. he likes bad jokes, drinking, smoking weed with his friends, and overall having a good time. rusty isn't really trusting, but he's easy to make shallow friends with, and he's fun. potential thread ideas include : meeting rusty at a party or the restaurant where he works, smoking sessions, him as a shoulder to cry on, etc. dynamic ideas : best friends, ride or dies, even high school friends from his hometown who visit glasgow. he's really all about the soft dynamics.
THEO DABNEY. level : easy. theo is our resident sweetheart. loves people. the embodiment of the chatty bartender trope who you can spill all your problems to. non-judgmental. possible threads : your muse meeting theo at a party or at the bar for the first time, smoking sessions with theo, hanging out with theo in general. dynamics : also one for soft dynamics, your muse can be a regular at the bar, theo and your muse can be really good friends ( bonus points if they're good friends with both theo and rusty ), sibling-figures, exes ( theo is bi so anything goes ), friends from when he was trying to be a comedian.
FRIDA DABNEY. level : easy. the daughter of olympia & theo. aspiring rnb singer who isn't aware of her parents being criminals. potential dynamics : musicians who are willing to show her the ropes, aunts or uncle figures who are friends with her parents, friends, lovers, exes.
CATARINA CASWELL. level : extreme. cat's rude and petty. she loves making fun of people in the name of humor, and judging people as well. coming from a rich family and being an influencer, she thinks everyone should know who she is. feel free to humble her. or, your muse and her can plot her sister's death. up to you.
#hi :)#♣️ ₊ ༄ ° ˖ interaction call. ⤻ bestie application.#won't be approaching people tonight but i will at some point this week
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OC EMOJI asks: The Quad Life AU; Red:
CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?
PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?
ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?
BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?
SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something they will refuse to stay quiet about?
GREEN HEART - what things make them feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?
Favorite cake flavor? Are they specific about types of cakes?
Poor Red… He loves the idea of cake, loves all the amazing and beautiful decorations and designs, the delicious aroma of one baking in the oven…
But after twenty plus years of being heavily restricted when it came to his diet, his taste buds and stomach just can’t handle all that sugary, rich goodness. He remembers that CJ LOVED chocolate cake and he tried it once… but gagged, dry-heaved, and retched at how overpowering it was on his tongue.
And Garrett taught him how to bake certain cakes, pies, and pastries when Red used to sneak off to the old man’s farm. And he could eat them afterwards and actually enjoy the little indulgence. But he was younger then and hadn’t been forced to follow his fighter’s diet that long at this point. The memories make him a little sad, but the price of vomiting it all back up just isn’t worth the battle.
What is their comfort breakfast?
That one’s a little tricky. In the palace, breakfast was a lot of protein and healthy fat with a few carbs mixed in. Boiled eggs, cottage cheese, smoked salmon, berries, avocados, whole milk… very, very clean. Routine is comfort for Red even if it appears stifling to Tommy and Jason. Drakkon tried to tempt him with waffles, sausages, rich pancakes with syrup… which he promptly vomited all over kitchen or outside in the flowerbeds if he managed to keep it down that long.
What are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?
Red loves the simple life. He much prefers things that are not electronic or complicated or high-tech. The palace was definitely not a modern environment and, though CJ had experienced a normal teenage life up until becoming a Ranger and then Drakkon’s psychiatric experiment, Red was a completely new and different person, just inhabiting another person’s body essentially. Complicated gadgets confused and frustrated him, sometimes frightened him. It only highlighted the areas he still felt ‘dumb’ in.
Red loves his music on the radio; that is not too involved to plug in and switch on or dial in the desired station. He usually has music playing while tidying the house or working in the yard.
He doesn’t use a lot of appliances either besides the stove top. His diet is pretty natural and straightforward without a lot of prep or elaborate cooking involved. Red uses a regular broom and mop on the floors, beats the rugs outside, etc. No weird robotic vacuums or other technology. Alexa would freak him out.
And the other three love the ease and convenience of modern technology. They use them but Red insists on doing his chores HIS way.
Red often forgets to keep his cell phone on him, which is a very, very basic old flip phone that is practically a dinosaur model. Remembering to charge it is another can of worms. He would often plunk it down and forget it wherever it lay. Since he was usually home if not out with one of the others, it wasn’t necessarily a huge deal but could be frustrating on occasion.
Since he doesn’t usually go out, Red is the group’s homebody. The others like to go to the mall, to the movies, out to eat… but other people, especially large groups, agitate Red. He gets into fight-or-flight mode from being overstimulated or feeling trapped or feeling like he’s being ‘sized up’. His PTSD flares up and he can hallucinate being back in a cage fight. If he catches this happening, he is prone to go missing, holing up somewhere Tommy and Jason never think to look. Drakkon only knows because he knows how Red thinks… and had sent several hours in the past prior to joining up with the other two, hunting his partner down in big-box stores or shopping centers.
As time goes on, Red branches out a little with his camera and taking up photography. Eventually, he’s persuaded to share his nature and gardening photos and he starts dabbling with a computer, starting his own little plant blog (with Jason’s help initially) under his new name ‘Jamie’.
Another annoying thing is that it doesn’t occur to him to start switching on the lights when it starts getting dark outside. In the palace, if it was too dark, one would light candles. There were big, bright overhead lights to flip on. Its almost like he just doesn’t realize he doesn’t have to navigate about in the dark. Tommy, Jason, and Drakkon occasionally hurt themselves by running into things or each other because there’s zero light.
And Tommy is petrified that Red always agrees or goes along with what everyone else says or wants since he went decades unable to have a voice. Sometimes he does this, but only because he doesn’t have an opinion or care all that much which is just gas on the fire for Tommy’s fretting.
Of course, both Tommy and Jason have to get used to Drakkon and Red and their joking/teasing about traumatic things that happened between them and all their nicknames for each other etc.
And Red is forever wearing clothing that is just slightly too big for him; perhaps rebelling subconsciously against his old skin tight uniform and collar??
Create a bouquet for them! What do those flowers mean? Are any of the flowers their particular favorite?
Red’s bouquet would made of Clematis blooms (mental beauty), Coreopsis (always cheerful), and Bird of Paradise (freedom/joy). White carnations (innocence), Lotus (rebirth), and purple Columbine (resolution) for the part of him that is CJ.
I think Red would love the Bird of Paradise. And of course he loves his Sweet Juliet.
What is something they will refuse to stay quiet about?
Red will call Drakkon out if he starts sliding into his bullshit attitude especially with Tommy. He knows they are going to butt heads often until they find a way to settle their issues with each other and themselves, but the bickering eventually gets on his last nerve.
He also feels that since they are technically older, he and Drakkon should be better role models now for Tommy and Jason (lol). Like with cautioning them about taking too many body shots (which everyone ends up fucking up with) or helping (or trying to help) with college course stuff, which they can’t really do more than harp about studying and doing homework given their own missing education.
Red is big on trying to compromise and be fair, for obvious reasons…
He gets REALLY upset if the others start treating him like a child or don’t listen to him when he’s expressing how he feels in relation to a question THEY asked. For example, the whole issue with the Snoopy Halloween costume and Tommy yelling at Drakkon when it was RED’S idea and he WANTED to be Snoopy!
As a lover of plants and animals, Red also harps on the others about using reusable totes at the store instead of plastic bags, cutting any rings on soft drink holders, using food scraps for composting, wasting water or electricity, recycling, not raking when the caterpillars are making their cozy hibernation hideouts, balloon releases hurting animals and other wildlife… He’s environmentally minded! Locals become familiar with him and Red becomes something of an unofficial ‘plant doctor.’
And Grid help you, if you mess with his gardening tools.
What things make them feel comforted? Hugs, kisses, food?
Red is comforted by touch. Hugs and kisses, stroking his hair or his back. Helping him feel like he’s hidden by assisting in creating a blanket-type nest or cocoon when he’s feeling overstimulated and needing to hide (early years). Having an arm around him. Holding his hand when he’s nervous or trying to overcome his fears. Laying down for a nap and a cuddle. Or a fuck and a cuddle.
#boom! comics power rangers#power rangers#world of the coinless jason#coinless jason#mighty morphin power rangers#mmpr comic#boom comics! power rangers#beautiful red#jason au#oc prompt
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well BOY do i have a THOUGHT
imagine coming home to a faint buzz and little whimpers, which seem to come from your bedroom. and guess who's there? it's sub!charles!!!!
his arms are tied together with thick, red ropes that secure his wrists to the headboard. the rest of his body is covered with the same rope, with intricate knots pressing against his sensitive spots and a neat bow right above his belly button, while the rest of it crosses along his soft skin. the thing that catches your eye is the silky red material tied around his cock.
there’s a faint buzz that sounds around the room, and you can bet he has a vibe pressing inside of him. you’re not sure how long he’s been there, but in any case, there’s a cockring preventing him from releasing. he’s blindfolded, too. most of his senses restricted as the plug and vibrator buzz inside of him and on his cock.
you take a few steps forward, and once you’re close enough to the bed, you reach out and let your fingertips press into a knot that sits along his inner thighs. he jolts, whining loudly.
“it’s just me, bunny, you're fine.” (i'm a slut for calling him bunny) you comfort, running your hands along his body, pressing against the knots just a bit to tease him. “who did this to you, baby? who made you a nice little present for me, hm?” you murmur, pulling away from him to shrug out of your button down.
“p-pi- fuck! pierre!” he whimpers, attempting to clench his thighs together. “pierre, hm? i may just have to reward him for this...” you say, more to yourself than him. he whines again, leaning onto one of his arms for support as his hips rise off the bed, overwhelmed by the feeling of the plug and vibe.
“you want me to touch you, mon bébé? you want me to help you?” you ask, tugging off your slacks next, so that now you were only in your lingerie set. “please! please, touch me, i need it,” he whimpers needily, thighs twitching.
you don’t respond. instead, charles hears the sound of your feet against the wood, and suddenly, you’re right next to him.
you snatch the remote off the nightstand, letting your thumb roll over the control settings. “oh, but why would i do that when i can play with you a bit first? you know, use my present to its full extent...” you whisper, pressing the second dial on the vibe, and then doing the same for the plug. he lets out a scream-like moan at the increase in vibrations, bucking his hips up uselessly as the toys pulse inside of him and on his oh so sensitive cock. his cock twitches, and you know it from the way he trembles harshly that he has his first dry orgasm of the night.
you reach down to tease one of his nipples with your thumb, as he lets out a gentle hiccup of pleasure and suprise, and you up the vibrations as you do. “i’m going to have lots of fun with you, baby. my pliant little present.”
- 📓
Ok 📓 this is just.... holy fuck this is incredible.
Firstly, I adore the idea of you in a poly relationship with Charles and Pierre where Charles is a sub and Pierre is a switch? So sometimes you and Pierre will ‘send’ each other charles as a gift?
So you come home (Pierre would have texted you to hurry home and while you didn’t know why exactly, you figured he had something waiting for you), and Charles is tied up so beautifully on your bed.
And Charles fucking loves being a gift. He feels so pretty and loved and knows he’s going to get treated so well.
Though, poor Charles really is a mess when you get to him. He’s crying and shaking, hips bucking off the bed on their own accord.
Even though Pierre hadn’t put headphones on him, he’s so overwhelmed that he doesn’t hear you enter the room. It’s only when you caress his thigh that he realises and then he’s crying out, body tensing.
The moment you say “relax bunny, it’s just me,” he relaxes again, sighing snd whining and turning his head to where he heard your voice coming from in the hopes of getting some kisses.
(Sidenote, you call Charles bunny or kitten and Pierre is puppy or flower and they both love their nicknames so much and actually find them to be so special)
You do give Charles a quick kiss, because you know that will calm him down and help ground him for a moment.
Of course the moment you pull away, you’re grabbing the remote for the vibrator and turning it up, so you’re not sure if the kisses really did much in the long run.
And fuck he looks so pretty as he cums, arching off the bed and screaming your name then beginning to thrash around as best he can once his orgasm ends cause he’s so oversensitive.
You pull back a moment, lowering the vibrations to give him a small break and then pressing kisses all over his shaking body. Charles just whines and sighs, hips still rocking against the vibrations and cock still hard against his stomach.
The poor thing can’t even talk when you’re done with him, just shaking and whining and clinging to you.
You send pictures of him to Pierre afterwards, showing him what a mess charles became and Pierre, of course, calls him beautiful.
Charles sleeps for a long time in your arms, but when he wakes up, he asks what gift you want to send Pierre in return.
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☾ ━━━━━━ 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍
𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: FEM! READER, CASUAL DRINKING (nothing heavy; don't drink and do it), TEASING, BITING, KISSING, ORAL (F+M REC), BREATH PLAY (choking), FINGERING, SLIGHT EXHIBITIONISM, MEAN DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, DOM!CHANGBIN, THREESOME, PET NAMES (pup and baby), DIRTY TALK, UNPROTECTED SEX (wrap it before you tap it), ROUGH SEX, PORN W/ (kinda) PLT, SPIT ROAST, CUM SHOT (1), ALLUDE TO AFTERCARE
⇥ WC: 2.8K
[𝟏𝟐:𝟐𝟒 𝐀𝐌] ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: TIME STAMP, ORAL (F. RECEIVING) DOM/SUB DYNAMIC, PET NAMES (BABY), FINGERING, ORGASM DENIAL MENTION, OVERSTIMULATION, KINDA SOMNO? HINTED TO PIV
⇥ WC: 0.4K
𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: IMPLIED MEAN DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, AFAB!READER, IMPLIED DEGRADING, EXHIBTIONISM, RECORDING + PI TURE TAKING, IMPLIED FINGERING, BLOW JOBM IMPLIED UNPROTECTED PIV, THIGH RIDING, SEX TOYS, HICKEYS, TEASING
⇥ WC: 0.4K
𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 | 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT VAMPIRE!SEUNGMIN, HUMAN!FEM!READER, DOM/SUB DYNAMIC, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, SEX TOYS, PUNISHMENT, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, PET PLAY, LINGERIE, SEUNGMIN REFERRED TO AS SIR, READER REFERRED TO AS PUPPY/PUP/MUTT, (ANAL) FINGERING, UNPROTECTED SEX (ANAL), ETC...
⇥ WC: 2K
𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: right person; wrong time, make-up sex, hair pulling, hand job, fingering, marking, protected sex
⇥ WC: 1.9K
𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: D/S DYNAMIC, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, BRAT!READER, FEM!READER, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, SPANKING, HANDCUFFS, ALCOHOL MENTIONS [no one is drunk], SEX TOYS, SPIT, FINGERING (V + A), ORAL [M. REC], TEASING, DADDY KINK, DEGRADING/PRAISE, FINGER SUCKING, TAPE, BONDAGE, UNPROTECETD SEX, ANAL AND VAGINAL PENETRATION, ORGASM DENIAL, BREEDING, SLIGHT PET PLAY, CREAMPIE, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE
⇥ WC: 2.7K
𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐝𝐨𝐠 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: BRAT!READER, SPANKING, THIGH SLAP, BONDAGE, ORGASM DENIAL, COLLARS, SEX TOYS, TIP FUCKING, PET PLAY, HARD DOM!SEUNGMIN, BONDAGE TAPE, MASTURBATION, BREATH PLAY, DEGRADTION/ PRAISE, JEALOUS SEX (?), AFTERCARE
⇥ WC: 2.2K
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT Cam boy!Seungmin, Cam girl!Reader, smau, smut, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, only fans au!
⇥ WC: TBA
⇥ SCREENSHOTS: 220
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥: 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: VAMPIRE!SEUNGMIN, HIGH FAE!READER, FEM!READER, ARRANGED MARRIAGE, RUNNING AWAY, CHEATING?, BLOOD/BLOOD KINK, FIRST TIME/VIRGINITY TAKING, BITING, PRAISE, ORAL (F. RECIEVING), FINGERING, PET NAMES (PRINCESS,), UNPROTECTED SEX, ROUGH, CREAMPIE, POSSESSIBE SEUNGMIN IF YOU SQUINT
⇥ WC: 2.5K
𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 : 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, MASTER!SEUNGMIN, PUPPY!READER, PET PLAY, BONDAGE/SHIBARI, SIR KINK, HOLE/CLIT INSPECTION, DEGRADING/PRAISE, CLIT SLAPPING, UNPROTECTED SEX, CREAMPIES [2[, PET/DEGRADING NAMES (BUB[S], PUP/PUPPY, MUTT), COLLAR + LEASH, TRAFFIC LIGHT SYSTEM, ORAL (M. REC), DEEPTHROATING, CHOKING, PUBIC HAIR MENTIONS, BEGGING, COCK WARMING, EDGING, ALLUDES TO AFTERCARE
⇥ WC: 2K
𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰: 𝟏𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: DOM!LEE KNOW, DOM!SEUNGMIN, SUB!READER, PRIMAL PLAY, PET NAMES (BUNNY,), FINGERING (ANAL & VAGINAL), ORAL (M. REC), ANAL PLUG, TEMPERATURE PLAY (?), ICE PLAY (?), DEGRADING, MEAN DOMS!2MIN, CHOKING, CLIT PLAY, LIGHT BONDAGE, OUTDOOR SEX, SPITROAST, UNPROTECTED SEX, IMPLIED MORE ROUNDS, CREAMPIE, AFTERCARE
⇥ WC: 2.2K
𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ↩︎
⇥ CONTENT: CNC, ROLEPLAY (INTRUDER & VICTIM), BONDAGE, GAG, SENSORY PLAY, FEAR PLAY, SPREADER BAR, BONDAGE, STIMULATING GEL, (1) PUSSY SLAP, SEX TOY, FINGERING, CHOKING, UNPROTECTED SEX, CLIT PLAY, DACRYPHILLIA, KNIFE PLAY, CREAMPIE, AFTERCARE, FOOD MENTIONS,
⇥ WC: 1.6K
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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 YES / 𝑵𝑶 / 𝑴𝑨𝒀𝑩𝑬 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.
( reposted from a rp account - looking for the original. )
𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 / muse does not equal mun !
topics are NEUTRAL & can be interchangeable for consent: they are not necessarily a kink / turn–on for the muse. BDSM & D/S are not sexual – it is psychological / emotional release. sexual connotations are optional.
𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
bold topics your muse enjoys ( affection / pleasure ) or requires ( discipline / aversion). italicize topics your muse is interested in. strike through your muse’s hard limits/no,
esp. if it concerns canon. ignore topics your muse is neutral towards; neither for nor against.
italiacs + struck through means the muse used to.
❝ 𝑰'𝑴 𝑨 … switch • top • bottom • submissive • slave • pet • sadist • masochist • sadomasochist • dominant • dominatrix • master / mistress
❝ 𝑰 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑩𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑫 … by my name / nicknames • good girl • good boy • naughty boy • naughty girl • slave • toy • boy / girl • bitch • sissy • slut / whore • brat • sir / sire • miss • madam / ma’am • master / mistress • dom / domme • goddess • lady /lord • handler • owner • daddy • mommy
❝ 𝑰 𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑰𝑹𝑬 … comfort / praise • aftercare • discipline • punishment • corporal punishment • funishment • rules • training • slave training • soft beatings • hard beatings • voice correction • sounds correction • sexual humiliation • fem dominance • masculine dominance • non binary dominance
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 & 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
anal• vaginal • pegging • fingering • fisting • mouth / throat play• soft sex • rough sex • bareback ^ • safe sex • double penetration • tit fucking • clothed sex • group sex • public sex
𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 & 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐘
giving oral sex • receiving oral sex •deep throat • cream pies • cum shot • prostate massage • prostate milking • consensual overstimulation • forced overstimulation •orgasm denial • forced orgasm • masturbation • mutual masturbation • nipple play • swallowing semen • biting • scratching • licking• rimming • hair pulling • face slapping • facesitting • pompoir • frotting • humping • hot dogging
𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄
physical examination • temporary marking • permanent marking • visible marks • feeding / force feeding • forced dressing ( someone else) • shaving rites • makeup ritual • interrogation • standing / kneeling in corner • wash with soap • cages / closets / coffins • sexual deprivation • positive & negative reinforcement • positive & negative punishment
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘
over the knee • standing • against a surface / object • on the bed • hand • belt • paddle • crop • whip • switch • cane • wooden hairbrush • other
𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐒 & 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄
anal beads • anal stretching • anal gaping • anal insertion •butt plugs • dildos • vibrators• blindfolds • gags • mouth bits •collar & leash • food play • cock & ball torture • clit torture • nipple torture • clamps • weights
𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒 & 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐄
handcuffs • spreader bars • stocks / yokes • shackles • suspension bondage • rope bondage(both) • gas masks • hoods • mummification • straitjackets • breast bondage( someone else) • shibari (both) • chastity
𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘
sensory deprivation • breath play • knife play • blood play • temperature play • fire play • electro play • branding • piercings • tattoos
𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 & 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋
size difference • height difference • lactation • inflation • penis pumping ( someone else) • sounding • saliva play• enemas • needles • catheters • menstruation
𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 / 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐒
uniforms • domestics • lingerie • sissification • power play • pet play • pony • kitten • dog •human furniture • human objects • breeding • corset • breeding ( someone else)
𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 / 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 ( only roleplay of )
non-con • dub-con • slavery • bruising • castration • injections
𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 / 𝐗𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀**
monsters • tentacle sex • anal oviposition • urethral oviposition • other oviposition • robots • vampires • breeding - monsters • consensual semen harvest ( someone else) • forced semen harvest • alpha / beta / omega
𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 / 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒. is submissive | is dominant | prefers to top | prefers to bottom | likes to switch | identifies as heterosexual | identified as homosexual | identifies as bisexual | is pansexual | identifies as demisexual | identifies as asexual | is afab |‘enjoys’ sex with men | enjoys sex with women | enjoys sex with multiple people at once ( sometimes.) | initiates | waits for partner to initiate | spits | swallows | prefers sex in the morning | prefers sex at night | prefers sex anytime | no sex drive | low sex drive | average sex drive | high sex drive | fluctuating sex drive
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𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 / 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.
small build | medium build | athletic build | muscular build | curvy build | voluptuous build | wears boxers | wears lingerie | wears other | goes ‘commando’ | trims | shaves/waxes | doesn’t shave/wax | laser hair removal | █████ | █████ | 1-5" in length | is 6-9″ in length (robot dick attachment.+) | 10” or over in length | has functioning reproductive system ( not anymore) |
𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒. is silent/makes little to no sounds | is very quiet | moderately vocal | is very loud | grows in volume over time | bites hand/partner/pillow to muffle themselves | calls out/says/whispers partner’s name | curses * with permission to| pillow talk | fakes/exaggerates | prefers a quiet partner | prefers a loud partner
𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐒 / 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒.
having their hands pinned | pinning their partner’s hands | having their hair pulled | pulling their partner’s hair | being watched (by their partner) | being watched (by a third party) | watching their partner | receiving oral | giving oral | calling their partner ‘daddy’ (or other names deferring to their dominance) | being called ‘daddy’ | giving praise | receiving praise | biting/marking | being bitten/marked |
spanking | being spanked | teasing | being teased | having toys used on them | using toys on their partner | giving anal | receiving anal | giving vaginal | receiving vaginal | choking | being choked | dirty talk | being tied up | tying their partner up | being worshipped | worshipping their partner | humiliating | being humiliated | degrading | being degraded | knife play | blood play | being pegged | pegging their partner | Being hypnotised | Hypnotising their partner | cock warming - partner inside | cock warming - inside partner |
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One Day - Heartland AU (Part 33)
Parts: 32, ... 34
By 11 o’clock Amy finished cleaning and straightening the interior of the house then hopped in the shower before Soraya arrived with her mom’s chili along with a few pies and bouquets of fresh cut flowers for the centerpieces. The guys kept their distance from the house after Amy practically threw Ty out so she could clean in peace. But they had their hands full anyway with the inmates who were taking turns in the round pen. The few times Amy peeked outside she caught glimpses of someone in the dirt, or diving for the safety of the fence. Her attention didn’t linger long, though, not wanting to give any of them a chance to notice her watching and take it as an invitation to engage.
“So, how are you doing?” Soraya asked as they began setting up the buffet table outside.
Amy’s attention snapped back from where it once again strayed to the men gathered around the perimeter of the pen while one of them was in the middle with a black horse. Wary of them as she was, she was still curious about what exactly they were trying to do. “Hmm?”
Soraya jerked her head toward the men. “With all this. It must be a little unsettling to be around so many criminals.”
“Yeah. But at least here there are armed guards to supervise.” It wasn’t quite the same living in a place with more organized criminals running amok and disrupting your life when they come to rough up your father for non-payment. “I’v been doing my best to avoid them.”
“You’re probably the first woman they’ve seen since Lisa left for France a few months ago. I bet they took to you like candy.” Soraya smiled in a teasing way but the thought made Amy uncomfortable. She didn’t want to be the object of a sex-starved criminal's attention, let alone a dozen of them.
“They certainly aren’t shy about it,” Amy murmured, plugging the cord for the crockpot into the extension cord to the house.
“Don’t worry, when Lisa’s back they’ll lay off.”
“I hope you’re right.” Soraya wasn’t the first to tell her that and it only made Amy more eager for Lisa to get her butt back home. Jack and Ty did a good enough job so far of keeping the inmates on a short leash, but it would be different having a female ally on the ranch.
Fridays were shorter days for the inmates unless there was reason to keep them longer. That afternoon all of them were exhausted if not banged to hell and dragging their feet across the yard to pick up the to-go bags Amy and Soraya put together for them with cups of chili and mini cornbread loaves. One of the two guards hovered nearby as they distributed the bags, Soraya having no problem smiling and chatting with each of them. Amy kept herself occupied trying to remember who was who. She learned their names over the course of the week, but some were easier than others. Hank, Ray, Gordie, and Jim were the few she met on her first day. Since then, she figured out Adrian, Carlos, Davis, and Emilio. Somewhere among the rest was Alex and Rory, names she heard shouted across the yard into the abyss. The others were an utter mystery. She studied them as they paraded before her, dropping her gaze when they turned in her direction, which most of them did. She was still an anomaly, something new and interesting to wonder about, though she wondered how much about her they actually did know.
“Haven’t seen much of you this week.” Hank’s deep voice involuntarily drew Amy’s attention. He was at the end of the line, lingering in front of her across the table. Amy glanced at the guard who had his attention on them this time, unlike their previous encounter. Still, he made no move to intervene, probably assuming there was no immediate danger. Meanwhile alarm bells were ringing inside Amy’s head as her flight response switched on.
“Still not much for talking, I see.” His eyes lingered on her face, trapping her in his gaze. Flashbacks of when he cut her off in the yard a few days ago played in her mind. He was looking at her now as he had then. It still left her uncomfortable but there was something different about it now. Her skin didn’t crawl as it had before. Maybe because she wasn’t quite so on edge as she had been those first few days. Avoiding them seemed to have helped her anxiety, but this was a harsh reminder of their place on the ranch.
Amy swallowed then grabbed a paper bag to hand over the table. Hank reached out to take it, his fingers folding over her hand and squeezing. Not hard, but firm enough to keep her from letting go. “You don’t look an ounce like your old man.”
Amy’s hand jerked back like he shocked her. She gaped at him. “You knew my dad?”
“Ah, she speaks.”
It was like the floodgates opened as questions came pouring into Amy’s mind. Her mouth didn’t know which to ask next. Unfortunately, she didn’t have the chance to hear Hank’s answer, or ask anything else when the guard finally stepped forward to move him along.
Amy continued to stare after them as they headed for the bus and began filing on. Before she could overthink it, Amy took off across the driveway. “Wait.” A few men paused and turned around. When they saw her eyes were focused on Hank, they raised curious eyebrows. No doubt they were all staring out the window to see how this surprising interaction went down. The last guard remained nearby but otherwise permitted the delay, probably just as intrigued by what was happening.
“How did you know my dad?” The need to fill in so many blanks about her father’s past that he kept tightly concealed from her overwhelmed the fear she had of Hank. The armed guard ten feet away also helped.
“Perhaps a question best answered by your father.” He lifted the bag of chili in silent ‘thanks’ then turned for the bus.
Amy took a persistent step forward. “Story for story, you said. I tell you mine, you tell me yours, right?”
Hank paused to look over his shoulder. “I know your story,” he said, his eyes lowering just like everyone else’s. Amy stiffened. What did that mean? “And what you want to know isn’t mine to tell. See you next week, little lady.” He climbed aboard while Amy watched his shadow walk down the bus aisle and take a seat. She looked to the guard who could only shrug before he, too, hopped on.
The bus pulled away to reveal Ty standing on the other side. Of course he was there, probably eavesdropping. “God, you’re like a pop-up book from hell,” Amy snapped.
Ty raised his brow. “That’s a new one.” Actually it wasn’t, but Amy would take the credit for the line. “What was that about?”
“Nothing.”
Ty nodded slowly. “Lot of ‘nothing’ going on with you.”
“What can I say, my life is the epitome of boring,” Amy shrugged.
Ty hummed. “Try telling that to anyone besides yourself.” Amy became the most interesting thing to arrive in Hudson since the inaugural Hudson Derby five years ago.
Setting her jaw, Amy twisted around to head back for the house. Sighing, Ty returned to the barn to finish cleaning up before he ran into the house for a shower.
“What?” Jack asked as he emerged from Paint’s stall and caught the expression on his grandson’s face.
Ty just shook his head. “Just glad Lisa is on her way home. We could use a referee.” Or a buffer, more like.
“Speaking of, I’m going to see if the girls need help. You good to finish up here?”
“Yep.” Ty waved him off.
By the time Lisa’s cab made its way down the driveway trailing a plume of dust, everyone was washed up and dressed in clean jeans with their muck-covered boots neatly tucked under the bench in the mudroom. The guests hadn’t arrived quite yet as Jack made sure to allow Lisa enough time to prepare for an ambush of company after her long international flight. He knew she wouldn’t have been entirely pleased to have to entertain after just stepping off a plane.
The smile that lit Jack’s face to see his wife was something Amy envied. For a moment it distracted her nerves to see the couple embrace after so long apart. Until Lisa’s attention zeroed in on her.
“You must be Amy!” she exclaimed, breaking through the boys to pull Amy into a warm hug.
Amy froze for a split second at the sudden contact that Lisa seemed to sense for she quickly released her hold and stepped back, but still looked at Amy with a gentle smile.
“I am,” she finally answered when her nerves settled somewhat. “It’s nice to finally put a face to the stories.”
“Oh?” Lisa turned to narrow her eyes at her husband and stepson. “And what stories might those be?”
“Nothing bad, I promise,” Jack insisted as he gave her shoulder a squeeze on his way past with one of her many suitcases. Ty was hauling the others from where the cabbie left them in the driveway.
“All good things,” Amy concurred, turning to follow everyone toward the house.
It was then that Lisa finally got a proper look at the set up in the yard. “What’s going on here?”
“Surprise!” Soraya called from her place on the front porch. “It’s your birthday slash welcome home party.”
Lisa’s blue eyes widened, swinging to Jack. “A party? Today? I just got off an eighteen hour flight.” Her hand flew up to her hair that was disheveled from travel but still properly tied up in a clip.
Dropping the suitcase with a loud thump, Jack raised a placating hand. “I know, I know. But there is plenty of time for you to freshen up and settle in before anyone is set to arrive.”
“Amy and Soraya spent all week putting this thing together,” Ty added as he came outside for another load.
“Really?” Taking another look around, Lisa’s expression brightened. “Well, it looks like you two pulled out all the stops.”
“We have all kinds of food on the way and Caleb should be here any minute to set up the music,” Soraya glanced down at her phone after shooting off a “where are you?” text to Caleb.
“Caleb’s coming?” Lisa’s surprise was understandable, given what she knew of the history between him and Jack.
“Soraya laid on the charm,” Ty teased, butting her with his shoulder on his way past.
“And you’re okay with this?” Lisa asked Jack who merely harrumphed and picked up the suitcase he dropped.
“It was his choice to shut me out. Needs to be his choice to want to make amends. Besides, he’s not upset with you.”
Soraya and Lisa shared a look, but Lisa merely pressed her lips together and didn’t utter a word against Jack’s ruling. Amy raised a questioning brow. Lisa shook her head, waiting until the door swung closed before saying more. “He’s hurt. He’s just too stubborn to admit it. Caleb was like another son to him until their falling out. Granted, the reason was justified.”
“What happened?” Amy asked, glancing toward the house.
“There was an incident between him and one of the inmates,” Lisa explained, everyone keeping their eyes on the house.
“Caleb used to work at Heartland,” Soraya clarified. “He pretty much ran the program.”
Lisa nodded. “Before Ty got out of prison-”
Amy sucked in a breath. “Wait, Ty was in prison?”
Lisa’s brow lifted. “I gather you all didn’t do much getting to know one another while I’ve been away.”
“Not really.” There wasn’t much time for that between all of the tension and arguing. Not that Amy was willing to lay out her life story in exchange for Ty’s. But if Lisa wanted to tell her without demanding anything in return, then she wasn’t going to stop her.
“I suppose that’s not really my business to tell, but yes, he was in prison for a time. Caleb stepped up and handled the extra workload, which included running the inmates. He butted heads with one of them and it escalated to the point of him being removed from the program. When he managed to cycle through again Jack allowed him back for a second chance, which Caleb didn’t take well. So he quit and they haven’t spoken since.” Seeing Jack’s silhouette in the window, Lisa rushed through the story, giving Amy enough of a picture but still curious for more details. Like which inmate and were they still part of the program now?
Jack clapped his hands, rubbing them together from his place on the porch, looking down on the women in the yard. “Alright, all your luggage is in the room. The house is yours to rest and unwind for the next while.”
Lisa laughed, crinkling her nose at her husband. “Why, thank you. If you all don’t mind, I think I’ll take a hot bath before the party.” She reached over to place a gentle hand on Amy’s arm. “It’s nice to meet you, dear. We’ll make time to talk later, okay?”
Smiling, Amy nodded, though worried what their talking would consist of. “Welcome home.”
#heartland#one day#fanfiction#amy fleming#ty borden#jack bartlett#lisa stillman#soraya duvall#oc: hank
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