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whaddayadothatfor · 11 months

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Lucky Like A Four Leaf Clover

Pairing: Gojo x fem!afab!reader x Nanami

Summary: When Nanami finds you after Gojo has had his way with you, you wish the ground would swallow you whole. However, Nanami and Gojo give you something else to swallow instead.

Content warnings: Nanami-centric, aloof-Gojo, dub-con, switch!Gojo, switch!Reader, dom!Nanami, sex toys, dirty talk, edging, overstim, MFM, feelings(bleh), too much plot

AN: Y’all the plot in this chapter took me forever. Plus, I graduated university so I’ve been a bit busy. I’ve been watching Bridgerton and Queen Charlotte with the rest of the world so if anything in here reminds you of that, no it doesn’t. Unedited. Enjoy!!

WC: 7.7k+

Previous part

Taglist: @clora95 @timeoveritasconsumofigmentum @mc-reborn @julian0800

Oh God, if you love me, please let the Earth open up and swallow me whole, you thought to yourself desperately. No such luck.

You were still stuck, quite snuggly, underneath your bed. God must put out-of-towners on a waiting list.

Figures.

“Gojo, what on Earth have you done?” Nanami’s voice brought you back down to Earth. He sounded more serious than you had ever heard him. “We had a plan. All you needed to do was have patience.”

His last comment made you pause. A sudden realization made the contents of your stomach curdle. What plan? He couldn’t mean that they had been plotting to get in your pants, right? Before you could ask, Gojo cut you off.

“Nanami, you’d have ignored the plan too if you’d seen what she looked like. Besides, she didn’t seem to mind when she was fucking herself on my fingers,” he said arrogantly. His comments made anger surge through you. Unfortunately, you also have a degradation kink, so you clenched around him. It made him grunt in surprise. “See?”

Nanami ignored him, opting to pull him out of the way and yanking him out of you. Even though his dick had softened slightly, it was still a stretch and it felt uncomfortable enough that you winced. Gojo landed on his butt with a thud.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. Are you okay?” His tone was gentler than it had been when he first came in.

“Please leave. This is literally so embarrassing.” And it was. Not just one, but two of your best guy friends have now seen your bare pussy. The same friends that, apparently, had been waiting for the right time to fuck you. The same two guy friends that you’ve tried—and failed— at falling out of love with.

There’s only one option left. You’ll have to change your name and move to another country. Guatemala is nice this time of year, you’ve heard. You’ll have to figure out how to break your new lease, though your new landlord will be pissed—

“I can’t do that yet, sweetheart. I have to make sure you’re okay. Can you come out from under the bed?” He coaxed. He was met with silence. Finally, Gojo chimed in. You had almost forgotten he was there, as being quiet was uncharacteristic for him.

“She’s stuck, Nanami.”

“Stuck?”

“Like how one might get stuck in porn, yes.” He said it so matter-of-factly that you would have laughed had it not been you who was in this predicament. You could tell that this threw Nanami off of his rhythm, as nothing happened for a second. Then you heard a commotion above you.

Nanami lifted the mattress off of the bed frame, and although you couldn’t see him still, you at least had some light to see the space in front of you. Hmm. You had wondered where the charger to your vibrator has gone. Now you know.

You can finally see what your wrist had gotten snagged on. It was some old wire slinky toy that you had gotten as a party favor from a carnival themed college festival during your first semester at university. The wires were hanging out out of the box they had been carelessly thrown into and bent out of shape in a way that you could put your wrist through but would have trouble getting it out the same way it came in. Who knew sentimentality would end up being your downfall?

“Wait just a minute. I’m going to untangle your hair and then we’ll get your wrist untangled okay?” His voice was so soft and gentle that it was hard not to feel comforted. He always had a way of making you feel safe.

You mumbled okay in response and he got to work in gently removing the knot that had worked itself around one of the metal bars of the bed frame. When that was finished, he instructed Gojo to move the bed frame away from you. He walked the short distance over to you and kneeled down to untangle your wrist.

His worried stare bore down into you. It made you feel a bit fluttery, if you were being honest. Your wrist had gotten a bit scratched and bruised from the constant back and forth movement with Gojo. At the sight of your injury, Nanami grimaced. After he finished, he gathered you in his arms and directed more commands at Gojo.

“Gojo, go get the first aid kit and then start a bath. After that, wait in the living room—“

“Nanami, you can’t just—“ Gojo stopped himself abruptly. You looked at Nanami to see why— the man looked furious. Before this, you had only ever seen him mildly irritated, either at Gojo and your antics or from a problem at work. But that was nothing compared to this. He looked like he wanted to kill Gojo.

“You’ve done enough. I’ll deal with you later. Go.” The finality in his voice was enough for Gojo to not put up a fight. Gojo went to do as he was told and Nanami returned all of his attention to you. “What do you need?”

A million thoughts swam around your head at once. What did you need? A snack, for one. A hot shower, for another. A fat nap. But none of those came out. Instead, you asked him—

“What did you mean that this ‘wasn’t in the plan’. What plan?” Nanami froze. Then, he began to walk around your room and bathroom. He was gathering all of your night clothes and prepping the bath for you to take. You watched him as your ire started to grow.

“Uh, hello?” You said. “Did you forget about me? What plan?” Still, Nanami steadfastly ignored you and covered you with your comforter. Gojo came in to drop off the first aid kit, but at the mention of the plan, he hastily made his exit.

Nanami grabbed the first aid kit to clean and bandage your wrist, but when he moved to touch you, you jerked away from him. His hurt expression almost made you forget about the whole thing, but you held your ground. You needed to know if they had been planning on using you the entire time, or if maybe it’s something else. Either way, your friendship was changing.

“Why won’t you answer me, Nanami? I know you heard me. What plan?” You pushed.

“I was going to. I just wanted to take care of you first. Then, I-I’ll explain everything.” Nanami said. His face was flushed and his voice was downcast. He looked so pitiful that you acquiesced. You could wait a few minutes for the truth.

He took great care in bandaging your wrist and taking you down the hall to where your bathroom was so he could help you bathe. When you got there, the bath was full of warm water and soapy suds, courtesy of Gojo. He had even dug out your favorite fluffy bath towel from one of the boxes. You would have never guessed he could follow directions so well.

When Nanami set you down onto the edge of the bath tub, you stared him down, one eyebrow cocked upwards.

“What? You want another free show?” You bit out, annoyed. He grimaced.

“I’ll be outside. Call for me, and I’ll bring you a change of clothes,” he said softly. He walked out and gently closed the door behind him.

With that, you slowly eased yourself into the tub. As the heat penetrated your bones and washed away the sweat and dried cum, it also washed away your anger. You began to feel bad about how you treated Nanami. He’s not the one who got you stuck under the bed, and he’s not the one who fucked you under it either. He’s been really sweet to you the entire time.

Maybe there might be a less shitty explanation to “the plan” than you think. With that thought, you called out for Nanami so he could bring you a change of clothes and maybe then you could apologize for taking your embarrassment and anger out on him. However, you were met with silence.

That’s strange. Nanami usually has impeccable hearing, to the point that it can be unnerving and a little annoying. Wondering what could be holding him, you dried off and wobbled towards the door in your towel, the soreness in your pelvis making itself known after such a rude reintroduction to fucking.

When you opened the bathroom door, you heard voices down the hall. It must’ve been important if neither of them heard you call for Nanami. You exited the bathroom slowly, creeping down the hall to snoop on their conversation. You got there, only to hear a snippet of their conversation.

“Nanami, I don’t think we have anything to worry about. If she hated us, she would’ve called the police—“ Gojo started, but Nanami cut him off.

“Who’s to say she won’t?” Nanami argued.

“You worry too much, Nanami. Forget about your plan. I think she’s already in love with us—“

“I swear to God, if you’ve ruined my chance with the love of my life, I’ll kill you,” Nanami said. You gasped, but it was audible enough for them to hear as the conversation went quiet. You heard Nanami sigh deeply. “You can come out now, sweetheart.”

You came around the corner, face warm and body wrapped in a towel. You find it hard to look them in the eyes.

“Y/N? Can you look at me?” Nanami gently prodded. You tried to meet his eyes, but suddenly the red wine stain in your carpet from three years captivated your attention. Suddenly, Nanami was there kneeling down in front of you and staring into your eyes. His eyes brimmed with unshed tears and the shock of seeing this strong man being brought to tears forced you back.

He didn’t let you get far. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled you towards him, your soft stomach meeting his chin as he looked up at you. His eyes were so full of desperation.

You looked over to Gojo, his arms were crossed and his face was pensive. He refused to meet your eyes. A light blush dusted his cheeks. You were starting to feel a little hopeful.

“Just let us explain,” he started. You nodded. You couldn’t help but to stroke Nanami’s hair. You had never really gotten the chance to do it before now, but you figured that they’d already crossed too many lines and personal boundaries tonight for them to admonish you.

“When Gojo and I met you, you were unlike any other woman we had ever met. At first, it felt great to have someone who only ever wanted friendship from us.” Nanami took a breath, and that’s when Gojo began. He moved off of the couch and towards you.

“But little did we know that your sweet innocence would drive us insane. When we would flirt with you, you wouldn’t notice. We had been stuck squarely in the friend zone.” Gojo said, tone jovial as he stood to your side, close enough that your shoulder touched his chest.

“We? You’re.. both in love with me?”

“That’s the plan I mentioned,” Nanami resumed. “We knew that convincing you to love just one of us would be difficult enough, but both? So I thought of a five-year plan— one that would slowly introduce the idea of maybe you being with the both of us, if you were willing—“

“Instead of, I don’t know, just asking me? I mean, what if I had dated someone else—“ you ignored the dark look they shared with one another and continued. “Or what if I had, I don’t know, missed the signs? Everyone here knows that I am pretty oblivious.”

And you were. You wouldn’t know subtle if it slapped you in the face.

“That’s what I said! But Nanami swore up and down that this extremely convoluted and time-consuming plan was the best way to woo you—“

“Which is ridiculous! Who waits five years to confess?”

“Me.” Nanami said. “I… didn’t want to risk losing you.”

“Oh.” You responded. What else could you say? The usually rigid man had blown you away with his confession.

“I am… in love with you. I cannot speak for Gojo, but I have been since you walked into that classroom my junior year. I have been in love with you at every study session, every work event, every Friday night karaoke session. I have loved you when you were near me and when we were apart.”

He kissed your hand, the one that had been resting on his head, and nuzzled his face into it. He looked at you with such yearning that it was a wonder you could’ve missed him feeling this way about you.

“He’s not the only one,” Gojo interrupted. “I have never felt this way about anyone. I can’t put it into words like him, but I’m in love with you. So much so that I’m willing to share if it means that I’ll get to have even a piece of you.” And for Gojo, a rich kid who has never had to share anything, that meant a lot.

You were stunned. So much has happened in one day. It was hard to process any of it.

Nanami, taking your silence as an indication of how you felt, began to course correct.

“Of course, we understand how you feel. We’d never… never want to hurt you. If you ask us to, we’ll leave—“

“Speak for yourself. I’m never leaving.” Gojo interjected. Nanami shot him an annoyed look before continuing.

“If you ask us to leave, I will drag him away from here and we will leave you alone forever.” His voice trembled slightly but you could tell he meant it, even though he wanted you to say anything else.

“But what if I don’t want you to leave? Either of you?” You questioned, though it was really rhetorical.

Their faces were hilarious. Mouths wide open and eyebrows raised nearly to their hairline, you supposed they expected literally any other outcome.

“Wait, seriously?” Gojo asked, his voice full of awe and disbelief. You nodded and grinned at him.

“I mean I’ve kinda loved you the entire time, but I just never said anything because i didn’t want to make you uncomf—“ you responded, but before you could finish, you were cut off as Nanami pulled you downwards so he could kiss you.

The man could kiss. He kissed like he studied it for four years and earned a diploma. His kiss was domineering and exacting. His mouth moved along with yours in sync, refusing to give you even a moment’s rest. You had to push against his chest for a moment of reprieve.

Which is exactly what you didn’t get, as Gojo pulled you away from Nanami’s embrace into his own. He wasted no time melding his lips with yours, kissing and biting your neck when you mumbled your need for air during the rare moments your lips weren’t touching. His touch was just as overwhelming and invigorating.

Nanami, not to be outdone, kisses and sucks anywhere he can touch, including the place where your shoulder meets your neck. It makes your knees weak and your grip on flimsy towel loosen. It’s only when your towel drops completely that both men pause.

The way Gojo’s eyes darken as they trail down the front of your body makes your pussy clench. However, the soreness has not taken a rain check even though your horniness has made a reappearance. You wince at the pain and that’s something neither of your boys can ignore.

Gojo swiftly bends down to pick up your towel and wrap you a like a burrito. Nanami then picks you bridal style and carries you to your room. You’re a bit mystified as to why. Here you were, naked and vulnerable after confessing your feelings and they just take you to bed? Yeah, you’re sore but they don’t know that. It’s not like you said anything.

You grab Nanami’s tie as he lays you down on top of your bed, that has been magically reassembled and remade (likely the job of Nanami, God bless him), to stop him from leaving so soon.

“So you have me naked and willing and you don’t want me? What gives?” You said, a bit miffed. Nanami groans, and you realize that that sound is probably one of the sexiest sounds known to planet Earth.

“You’ve had a long, hard day. If I were to fuck you right now, you’d have an even longer and harder night ahead of you. I need you to be well-rested, because what I plan to do with you will require you to be at full health.” He explains, voice low and husky.

“We, Nanami. Don’t forget about me,” Gojo chimes in, leaning on the doorway to your room. He makes his way over to you, laying down next you and resting his head on his palm.

“Plus, old boy’s scout honor Nanami over here has little self control when it comes to you. The amount of times I’ve heard him jacking off after one little phone call with you—“

“That’s enough, Gojo.” He ordered, but his face was flaming red. It looked as red as yours felt. “We.. also want you to be sure.” At this, you roll your eyes.

“I’m not going to change my mind, Nanami. I want you both.” Your declaration had Nanami grabbing your face and kissing you passionately and slowly. Only stopping once he’d run out of breath.

“Fuck, I’ll be back in two days. Two days to decide if you really want us, or if you’d rather we disappear out of your life forever,” he whispers, his lips so close they brush yours when he speaks. Gojo finishes his sentence for him.

“Think carefully, because if you say yes to us, we’re never letting you go.”

Two days later

You finished moving into your new apartment, though the boys did all the heavy lifting. Nanami forced Gojo to unpack most of your boxes, so you wouldn’t have to.

Gojo even promised to buy you food for the whole week since you couldn’t cook on account of your “sorely bruised wrist”. In all honesty, it’s not that bad. You just bruise easy. However, that’s not gonna stop you from milking this for all it’s worth.

One, he fucked you without asking first, and while you enjoyed it, you figured he deserved to suffer a little. Plus, he comes from a rich family and has a nice cushy job. Who knows when you’ll get the stingy man to be so generous again? He’ll be fine.

You decided a few weeks ago to request your vacation days for the whole week since you had to move apartments and you wanted time to recover. It came in handy as you needed a couple days for your ability to walk normally to return. Now, you’re waiting for Nanami and Gojo to come over after work.

It had been a couple of days after you shared your feelings and you were ready to see your boys again. Not just because your coochie had recovered either.

Nanami, to ensure that you weren’t being forced into something you didn’t want, made sure that he and Gojo left you alone for the full two days, so you could make a decision without their influence.

To be honest, you missed having them around. Nanami and Gojo had been such a consistent part of your life that to not have them around them made you sad. You missed goofing off and complaining about work with them. It just wasn’t the same without Gojo bothering the hell out of you or Nanami lecturing you both.

However, Nanami had, as promised, given you two days to decide what you wanted. He would be over later to hear your response.

In anticipation for tonight, you decide to shower and throw on something comfy with easy access. Just as you finish getting ready, Nanami sent you a text letting you know that they were both on their way.

Well, you might as well stretch before they come over. Don’t want to pull a muscle after all.

Right after you finished, you heard three sharp knocks on your door in quick succession.

Game time.

You walked over to the door and hesitated before opening it. Are you really ready to do this? If you let them in, it couldn’t ever go back to the way it was. Your luck was usually pretty rotten— that train of thought was interrupted by a series of rapid banging against the door. Gojo, most likely. You rolled your eyes, but a sudden, unexpected rush of affection filled you. Maybe change is good, maybe your luck is changing.

With that thought, you open the door without warning. Gojo sort of stumbles forward, not expecting you to open the door so quickly.

“Oh good, you’re home.” He said with a sigh of relief. You realized that he must’ve been worried about you changing your mind, despite the confidence he had two days prior. The thought made you smile.

“Where else would I be?” You respond coyly. A wide grin takes over his face and he leans down to kiss you, one that’s quick but full of passion. The kiss leaves you a bit dazed but nonetheless pleased.

With that, you look over to Nanami. Fresh off of work, he was still dressed in a suit and tie and looking unsure and uncomfortable, which wouldn’t do at all. So, you reached out for his tie and yanked him down to your level before kissing the life out of him.

“I told you I wouldn’t change my mind,” You said softly. “Come inside.”

Reassured now, you could see his calm facade breaking down bit by bit before it snapped. He swept you up into his arms and walked straight towards your bedroom, kissing you any place he could reach. Gojo was hot on his heels, impatient for his turn.

“I was going to wait. I wanted to take you out, somewhere nice first.” He set you down on the bed, standing in-between your legs as he began to take off his tie. “But you’re so goddamn irresistible. I can’t ever say no to you.”

While he was busy getting undressed, Gojo busied himself undressing you. After a flurry of kisses, you were somehow almost completely naked except for your panties, with no memory of how you had gotten to that point. But before you could ask, Nanami forced your attention back on him.

His shirt and suit jacket were both gone, and his belt unbuckled. He left his pants on for now, but you don’t imagine they’ll be on for long as his bulge looked painfully uncomfortable.

He pushed you back till your back was flat with the mattress, but you lifted your head to see what he was going to do with you. Nanami got down on his knees until he was eye level with your pussy. He leaned forward and breathed in deeply before sucking your clit through the cloth. Not expecting the sensation, you tried to close your legs but Nanami caught one thigh while Gojo stopped the other.

“Say yes.” Nanami commanded. Still preoccupied with the thought of Nanami eating you out through your panties, you found it hard to listen to what he was saying. He slapped the outside of your thigh, forcing you to focus.

“Huh?”

“Say yes. Tell me that you belong to me. To us. I need to hear you say it. Say yes and I’ll make sure that you’ll never feel as good with anyone else. I’ll fulfill every desire you have. But first you have to say it.”

His eyes bore down on you. His gaze was so intense it made you lightheaded but you managed to get it out. “Yeah. I… belong to you, to the both of you.”

You winced, as your voice sounded annoyingly whiney to your own ears, but it only served to make Nanami’s face flush. It was embarrassing to say, but you didn’t have time to dwell on it because Nanami took that moment to rip your panties down the middle before licking a long stripe upwards from your hole to your clit. An action that had you yelping and bucking your hips. Nanami slung his forearm over your stomach before continuing as if your squirming had no effect on what he intended to do.

Gojo distracted you, playing with your nipples and sucking on a certain spot just behind your ear that made you shiver.

“It’s a good thing you know exactly who you belong to. Good girl, ” he whispers into your ear. Between the stimulation between your thighs and the words Gojo was whispering in your ear, you couldn’t help but let out a loud moan as you came. It made both men freeze.

Your hips jerked and your hole repeatedly clenched down around nothing as you came down from your high. It made the orgasm less fulfilling as your brain knew that you had two thick, long dicks your coochie could have wrapped around instead.

When you came back down from your high, you saw two shocked faces staring down at you. It hadn’t been long since they had started, after all. Their prolonged attention made your face fill with warmth.

“S-sorry. It felt really good. I couldn’t help it.”

“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. I quite enjoyed the show.” Nanami said, now over his shock. He grinned, and you could see evidence of how much you enjoyed his lip service all over his mouth and chin. Still feeling a bit listless, you had no other choice but to take that comment and visual head on. The warmth in your face spread your ears and neck. If you got anymore embarrassed you might actually die.

“Yeah, baby. Don’t worry about it. The first one’s free.” This time, you groaned for a different reason. You might be a teensy bit in love with the man, but he’s still corny as hell.

Nanami got up while you were bickering to look for something in the overnight bag he had brought with him.

“You’re still a little sore, is that right? He made you cum so many times, huh sweetheart. I bet you’re still really tired,” he said. His back was turned so you couldn’t see what he was rummaging around in his overnight bag for. You nodded, even though he couldn’t see you. “I’m going to take care of you. In fact, I won’t let Gojo fuck you tonight at all.”

Gojo spluttered and choked on his drink. “Nanami, c’mon. That’s not fair. We’re a team! You wouldn’t even be here right now if it weren’t for me—“ but he stopped mid protest when Nanami shot him a sharp look. He looked over at your wrist, in the healing stages of a bruise and winced. He might be aloof, but he never wanted to hurt you. At least, not in that way.

Nanami paused, tilting his head in thought. “You know what, Gojo? You’re right, that’s not fair,” he said. Gojo’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and his face held a spark of interest. You gasped, surprised at Nanami’s quick turnaround. He did not disappoint for long. “Climb behind her.”

Gojo, curious at what the other man had in mind, did as he was instructed. He manhandled your body so that your ass was sat firmly against his crotch. He wrapped his arms around your middle and dug his face into your neck, like a child who was unwilling to give up their playtime with their favorite toy. Nanami remained nonplussed.

“I think it’s not enough to just sit this one out. I think you need a front row seat.” He finally revealed what he had been rummaging around for— a small pink egg-shaped vibrator and a glass dildo.

“You lack restraint, so this will be the perfect punishment.” He pushed up his glasses as he smirked, looking like a cat who had gotten the cream. His bold statement left you both reeling, though for different reasons.

Now, why am I in it?” You whined as Gojo once again complained.

“Yeah. It was an accident Nanamin,” he said, elongating the last syllable of Nanami’s name. However, Nanami remained uncaring at Gojo’s pleas.

“An accident that could’ve been avoided had you implemented a bit of restraint, hence the punishment. Be grateful that you just have to sit there and watch instead of having Y/N use these toys on you.”

His statement had once again shaken Gojo into silence, although this time his shock was accompanied by a warm blush creeping up his neck. Goodie for him, you thought to yourself. Gojo had always been a bit careless, but because he grew up rich, money typically solved all of his problems. It was nice that he wouldn’t be able to escape the consequences of his actions this time. You took advantage of his embarrassment to plead your own case.

“I understand why you’re punishing Gojo, but why am I involved? I haven’t done anything wrong!”

“Other than consistently get yourself into tricky, sometimes downright dangerous situations on account of what seems to be your natural born affinity to trouble?” He rattled off, leaving you hot and incensed. Gojo, recovering from his own embarrassment, snickered at your expense. You elbowed him and he expelled an oof of air.

“No, you haven’t. But the punishment wasn’t intended for you anyways. No, all I need you to do is lean back and take what I give you.” You did as he asked, leaning back into Gojo’s embrace, but not without a grumble or two.

“What happened to not cumming too much? What about restraint?” You huffed. Nanami stared intensely at you over the rim of his glasses while smirking. He sensually rubbed up and down your calf before responding.

“I won’t make you cum over and over, I promise. I just want to make you feel good.” He rearranged himself on the bed, once again becoming eye level with your pussy. He kisses up your right inner thigh, then left before dragging his flat tongue across your slit. Still being a bit oversensitive, you jerked yourself further up Gojo’s lap, the friction causing him to moan. Nanami grimaced, irritated with the new distance between you and him. Gojo, never one to resist teasing anyone, least of all you and Nanami, couldn’t help but comment.

“You know, she had the same problem with me. She’s really sensitive—”

“Gojo.”

“Hmm?”

“Hold her open. Don’t let her run away.”

“Aye aye, Cap’n.”

A while later

“Please, I can’t. It’s too—“ you were cutoff abruptly as Nanami held the whirring toy directly on your clit, forcing a squeal out of you. His demeanor never changed, though his face was flush with desire.

It had been forever since Nanami has pressed that stupid little egg to your clit and you’re starting to regret complaining about cumming too much because Nanami had not let you come once so far.

“Y’know, first you beg not to cum and then you change your mind. What do you want from us?” Gojo questioned, tone bored. You’d think he was genuinely annoyed at you if it hadn’t been for his hard erection digging into the small of your back or the way he gripped your wrists together an effort to keep you still and pliant as he and his partner in crime did whatever they wanted with you.

“I don’t know,” you whined. “Please just, just…” you trailed off as you felt yourself creeping towards the edge of an orgasm. Nanami, who had been steadily torturing you with a vibrator, moved it just off to the side of your clit instead of direct contact.

“It seems like you don’t know what you want, sweetheart. That’s okay, because I know exactly what you need.”

The sight of your orgasm dances out of your reach once again, causing frustrated tears to well up in your eyes. Nanami laughed a little, which irked you. You’d kick him if Gojo wasn’t firmly holding your knees apart with his own. He’s so mean. You decided to tell him as much when you got the chance to breathe again. He only cooed at you, and his deep voice made your clit throb. It pissed you off that he could turn you on even when he was being an asshole.

The jerk.

You should’ve listened to your mother. Birds of a feather always flock together. Him and Gojo really do deserve each other.

Suddenly, Nanami leaned back, resting his but on his heels. His eyes were dark as he considered both you and Gojo together.

“You want to get back at Gojo, sweetheart?”

Both Gojo and you snap your head towards Nanami. You’re definitely more than interested, but you can tell after one brief look at Gojo that he isn’t.

“Maybe you’re not so bad after all,” You said.

“What?” Nanami responded, eyebrow raised.

“Nothing! So uh, what did you have in mind?” You brush off, hoping he’ll let it go.

“We’ll talk about that later.”

Damn.

Gojo giggles at your misfortune but not for long.

“Let’s play a game. Y/N you’ll try to make Gojo cum while I’ll do the same to you,” he said. “If you come first, then Gojo will fuck you tonight, but if he comes first, then he doesn’t get to come at all for the next week.”

“Hey Nanami, you didn’t even ask for my permission—“

“What, like you asked for Y/N’s? It’s time you learn how to be a team player, Gojo.” Nanami lectured and Gojo looks annoyed but determined. You can’t help but grin.

This is gonna be like taking candy from a baby.

——

You were wrong. It was only like taking candy from a baby if the baby had the grip strength of a fucking Orangutan. At first, you thought it’d be easy. You had been teasing him the entire time with your ass rubbing up against his cock. And so all you had to do was make him come. Easy enough.

They had called you a throat goat back in the day, and you had made plenty of men cum quick enough to shatter their pride. But you had forgotten a few things:

1. Nanami was trying to make you cum at the same time. He is very good at what he does, and he is not a merciful man.

2. You are bad at multitasking.

3. Gojo is very, very good at winning. Or, at the very least, not losing.

Thus, when you began blowing Gojo, you started off strong. You wasted no time in licking and kissing him all over, sucking one of his balls and then the other before making your way to his tip. You gave it a nice, sloppy kiss before trying to deep throat him all in one go. You failed, but the gagging did nothing but turn him on more.

He was not immune to your charms. With each kiss, nibble, or suck, he whined or jerked his hips. But when you finally managed to take him all the way to the hilt, that’s when he lost it. He was writhing and whimpering, a few stray tears falling from his eyes. He looked pathetic. Pitiful even. If you were normal, maybe you would’ve cut him some slack. It’s a shame that him looking like that turned you on.

He choked you every time his hips bucked upwards. You had to stop deep throating him because the man was clearly trying to kill you, but it didn’t stop you one bit. You switched gears, vigorously giving him a handjob while reaching for your trusty vibrator. You saw fear in his eyes, and felt victory in your veins.

But then, just as you were about to place the vibrator to his tip, you felt a sudden pressure at your back door and it made you lose focus. You looked over your shoulder to see Nanami pressing one, then two lubed up fingers in your ass.

“Don’t worry, my love. I won’t hurt you. Just focus on what you have to do.” Nanami said sweetly.

It made you shudder and whine. Your handjob became sloppy and you dropped your vibrator to close to the edge of the mattress, leaving it to roll off the side of the bed. Gojo had calmed a little, and now he looked focused.

Shit. You can’t let him win—

Nanami had replaced his fingers with that glass dildo from earlier. The slow but firm insistent push inside has you keening. The lube on the toy made entry smooth. It felt almost impossible to breathe, much less continue giving Gojo a handjob. Still, mama ain’t raise no quitter.

You reached out and started sucking on the tip. It was red and engorged. You made sure to put your tongue to work, paying special attention to his frenulum. He groaned, deep and guttural, before breaking off into gasps and broken breaths. He eyes were squeezed shut, and if you could get any words out to make him look at you, you were sure you could win.

But Nanami was unforgiving and persistent. The slow, firm way he kept fucking you with the dildo was making the waves of an orgasm come closer and closer to your shore. He kept a steady rhythm and it propelled you towards your big O. Luckily, Gojo seemed to be on the precipice of his orgasm as well. It was a race to see who could hold out the longest.

With each breath, both you and Gojo got closer and closer until you came together. Disappointment filled your faces and Nanami couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Cheer up. This just means that we’re back at where we started. Well, plus an orgasm.” He nudged the dildo deep inside you, causing you to jerk away from him. You couldn’t help but wonder if he had planned it out this way. That he could play your ass uninterrupted while you were busy with Gojo.

He tries to turn you over to lay on your back, but the fullness in your ass makes you cry out.

“Oh, I’m sorry sweetheart. I should be more considerate. Here—“ he guides you to lay on your stomach again and rubs your booty to calm you down. “Gojo, why don’t you give our girl something soft to lay on?”

Gojo smiles and pulls you up till your face is resting on his thigh right next to his dick.

“What’s more comfortable than my lap?”

“A pillow,” You quipped. With a roll of his eyes, he grabbed a thin pillow and laid it flat over his lap for your comfort. “Thank you.”

“No problem, princess.”

Nanami booty rub moved closer and closer to your second set of lips, until his thumbs were ghosting over them.

“Are you ready for me sweetheart? I know I’ve made you wait a long time.” He began rubbing your clit, and the sensation made you clench around the dildo still in your ass. You twitched as your breath caught in your throat. “Let me inside.”

“Okay,” you whined. You looked over your shoulder again to watch him.

He pulled down his pants and underwear in one swift move, his hard cock bouncing and hitting his lower stomach. Before you could take in the sight, Nanami slowly started to push it in, his fat head causing an uncomfortable stretch, even with all the prep he’s done up till now. Whereas Gojo had been long and girthy, Nanami is even girthier. You thought Gojo had been hard to take, but now Nanami was bullying his way into you. It was slow and all-encompassing. You couldn’t help but yell out.

“G-Gojo, help me—“ You pulled yourself forwards, but neither of them let you make any real headway. Nanami followed, not letting you escape even a little. Gojo kept a firm grip on your hands, not letting you wriggle away.

“Of course baby, I’ll help you,” he said. He tilted your head towards him. He kissed you. It wasn’t quick or rough. It slow and full of passion. He wouldn’t let you break away, even for a breath. He only stopped when you gasped after Nanami had bottomed out. A cacophony of moans and whines broke out from all three of you. Though only Nanami was inside you, Gojo looked as if he had bottomed out too. It was hedonistic and made you even hornier, if that’s possible.

Your eyebrows were scrunched and your mouth was forced into an O-shape. Nanami was kind enough to give you time to adjust. Gojo kept your eyes on him. Once your vision focused, you noticed his intense gaze. He looked… obsessed.

“I hope you know you’re never leaving us. Nanami might let you think you have a choice, but you don’t. If you wanted someone else, you should’ve never said yes to us fucking you. If you run, we’ll find you. We’ll drag you right back to where you belong. With us.”

He laughed, but in a way that made him seem... a little crazy. You’re starting to think he might be serious. What he said sent shivers down your spine and you couldn’t help but clamp down around Nanami. He let out a choked sound.

You looked in his direction and was shocked by what you saw. The man had never looked so debased. A red flush crept up from his chest all the way to his cheeks. His eyes were dark and his half-lidded expression were enough to seduce a nun. You wanted more. You couldn’t help but clench around him again. He growled out of frustration.

“Please tell me I can move, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m being driven insane.”

You believed him. His normally upright posture was slumped and he was breathing as if he had just ran a marathon.

“Y-you can move. I’m ready.”

Once you gave him permission, he pulled out almost all the way before ramming back into you. The momentum of it jerked your whole body forward and you keened. He kept going with that same punishing force. No matter how many times you whined or your legs shook, he kept going. He was done with the games. He just wanted you.

Gojo watched him fuck you intently. You felt his dick harden under the pillow, and you couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of his memories fucking you or just because Nanami was relentless.

You were already close, and it had only been a few minutes. You couldn’t help it, the man was good at what he did and the dildo he had inserted inside of you didn’t help matters.

“Goddamn, Y/N. Fuck. I’m never, never leaving this pussy. It’s so good,” he muttered to himself. His utterances only pushed you to your own orgasm, making your pussy clench down hard around his dick. He had no choice but to come inside. Ropes and ropes of cum, and he kept fucking it into you.

He didn’t stop fucking into you, even after he had finished. You looked over your shoulder to see him mesmerized at the sight of his cock moving in and out of you. You whimpered and weakly kicked at him. He stared at you and for a moment it seemed like he didn’t want to stop, but then he slowly pulled out of you.

“I’m sorry, I should be nicer when it’s your first time.” He removed the dildo slowly and carefully before laying you down on your back. He leaned down to kiss you gently. “I think it’s time to get you cleaned up.”

Gojo stopped him before he could move. “If cleanup is what she needs, let me help. I’ll be very gentle.” He looked to you for permission and you nodded hesitantly. He’s been known to go overboard.

He picked you up and maneuvered you over his face. He did just as he said and licked and sucked you clean. He took his time so as not to overstimulate you further, though he did let out a few stray moans that sent vibrations straight to your clit. His warm mouth felt oddly nice on your raw bits. Once he was done he softly set you off to the side, just in time for Nanami to bring waters and snacks. After eating something, you were drowsy and ready for bed.

“Don’t you want to take a bath?” Nanami questioned, voice deep and soothing.

“What I want—“ you yawned before you could finish your thought. “What I want is for you two to get in bed with me so we can go to sleep.”

Gojo and Nanami briefly looked at each other before doing as you asked. They could always get up in a few hours and take better care of you then. Nanami threw the soiled comforter to the ground while Gojo placed you under the thin sheet. Both men picked a side, leaving you squarely in the middle, but you didn’t mind.

“Good night, Satoru. Good night Kento.” With that, you drifted off to sleep. You didn’t see how much using their first names affected them.

“I can’t believe she used our first names! She never does that,” Gojo said, his voice full of affection.

“Yeah,” Nanami agreed before kissing your temple.

“So… dibs when we wake up?”

“Gojo, go to sleep.”

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With or without you 2 || Javier P. x reader x Frankie

Summary: After your last time with the two men, you decide to ask for more (around 3800 words)

Part 1

Part 3

CW: p with minimal plot, switch!reader, mostly sub!frankie, dom!javier, MFM, MMF dynamics, couch sex, lots of petnames, pussy eating king ! frankie, 69, face sitting, no homo!javi, unprotected p in v, riding, Javier has a dirty fucking mouth, slightly jealous ! javi, ass slapping, rough sex, degrading language (slut, like once), talks about consent, double bj, masturbation (m and f), anal (MM), voyeurism, cum play. Idk guy this is just filth and i’m in love with frankie.

You thought that fucking two of your coworkers would make things awkward for you. But it didn’t. The only one that seemed unsure around the two of you was Frankie. Poor guy was shaking like a leaf in your presence. So, you offered him to come over for a drink. Just the two of you. He accepted with a shy, adorable smile.

So, he was in your apartment once more, but this time, the vibe was different. He seemed a bit more comfortable and you were glad to see him more relaxed.

“What do you want? I have beer, whiskey, white claw, wine…”

“Just a beer, please.”

He looked in your general direction as you bent down to grab two beers from the fridge. You smiled at him as you joined him on the couch, keeping a respectful distance between the two of you. You wouldn’t mind if he got closer, though. You opened the two beers and gave Frankie his bottle.

“So, can we talk about the fact that you look like you’re on the verge of dying or crying any time you see me and Javi?”

Frankie lifted his cap slightly to scratch his head, his pretty brown eyes looking anywhere in your living room except you.

“Yeah, we can.” He finally said.

“Do you want me to leave you alone? Do as if it never happened?”

Another scratching. This time, on the back of his neck. You watched the way his arm strained against the sleeve of his grey t-shirt as he did the motion.

“No. I… I just thought it would be a one-time thing and then you’d just go the other way, you know? Didn’t think you’d be interested.”

“It can be a one-time thing if you want.” You shrugged, even though it hurt.

“No, I didn’t say that.”

“Well.” You both took a sip of beer. “I think you’re cute and really sweet. I wanna spend time with you. It can be just the two of us or with Javi, if he wants to.”

“I’d like that… Both options.”

“Then, Francisco, indulge me.” You said as you took a long sip of your beer, before putting it down roughly on the table in front of the two of you. You threw your leg over his thighs to straddle him. He looked up at you, big puppy eyes sparkling under the low lights of your apartment. With an amused grin, you slapped the visor on his cap so it would fall behind the couch. He looked at you with a falsely offended expression. Your hands immediately found his curls, running your fingers through them and pulling softly.

“You should stop hiding your hair… it’s pretty.”

“Well, the sun in Columbia is hot.”

“Not only the sun.”

You finally plunged, using your grasp on his hair to bring his face closer to yours. Your lips pressed against his, reminding you just how soft they were. You licked and nibbled on his plush bottom lip until he opened his mouth for you. Your tongues tangled together and slowly, you felt Frankie wanting to take over. So, you let him. His hands grabbed the clothed flesh of your ass, where you still wore your work pants. You whimpered in his mouth, with him swallowing your breaths.

His hands guided you so you’d lay down on the couch for him. You parted your thighs to accommodate the size of his waist, liking the way he put his weight on your body. You felt safe, protected. His lips left yours momentarily, and he got to work on your shirt, popping the buttons open until he could get a good look at your bra and the way it propped up your breasts. You caressed his hair softly as you waited for his next move. Frankie got rid of your shirt and unclasped your bra. You felt relief as your breasts were finally free from their structured prison.

Frankie’s lips latched onto one of your erected nipples, licking and nibbling slightly. Your moans only encouraged him as he rediscovered your body. You pulled on the hem of his grey shirt and lifted it up until you could see his warm, bronzed torso. He let go of your skin only for seconds, before resuming his warm kisses on your breasts.

“Hmmm, stop teasing Francisco.”

“I wanna take my time baby.”

You rolled your eyes slightly at him with an amused grin. “Are you the one in charge, now?”

“Yes.”

Frankie undid the button of your black work pants, unzipped them. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and your pants, sliding them both down at the same time.

“Is it true what Javier said? That you like being eaten out?”

“It’s probably my favorite thing in the world.” You responded shamelessly.

“Good. It’s probably my favorite thing to do in the world.” He gave you a wild, toothy grin. God. He was so cute like this; you could eat him alive.

Frankie’s fingers tested how wet your slit was, his gaze fixated on your glistening pussy. You jumped a little under his touch.

“Can you sit on my face, baby?”

“Yes. But I wanna please you too.”

He motioned at you to wait like he had an idea, then he reversed your positions. You on top of him and him, under. He held your waist and asked you to turn around, so you’d face his lower body. You executed yourself awkwardly, trying not to kick him on accident. He held onto your thighs as he brought you closer to his face. You got to work on his belt and then unzipped his stupidly tight beige pants. He freed you from his hands for a few seconds, just long enough for him to get rid of the rest of his clothes. While he did, you rested your head on his soft belly, a part of him that you really liked.

You felt his hot breath on your wet pussy when he asked if you were ready. Instead of responding, you showed him, sitting back on his face while grabbing the base of his cock. You pumped him slowly in your hand, admired how your fingers couldn’t even touch. He ran the tip of his nose through your slit, and you shuddered at the new sensation of the scruff of his beard scratching your thighs.

When he finally started devouring you, you took his tip between your lips, hollowing your cheeks as you went down. He licked passionately every part of you that he could reach, teasing and insisting on the most sensitive spots, making you moan around his member.

Remembering what Javi suggested last time, he inserted a finger between your walls as he sucked on your clit. You cried a little louder and sucked on him even harder, making him whimper against your wet slit.

“Come on baby…” he said softly when he took a break from sucking, inserting another finger and curling them against your walls.

You let go of his dick to concentrate on your orgasm, which you easily obtained when Frankie resumed his passionate licking. You emptied your juices all over his face, probably making a mess of your couch in the process.

You cursed lowly and took his stiff member between your lips again, pumping him into your mouth. You found a rhythm he liked; fast, and you kept at it as his lewd moans filled the room. You felt his tongue giving you more desperate licks as his dick twitched in your mouth. You hollowed your lips even more to make him lose it completely, and he did shortly after; the bitter taste of his spend filling your mouth. You swallowed and laid your head back on his tummy. You closed your eyes as you caught your breath.

“That was amazing.” You finally responded in pure bliss.

Frankie laughed and kissed the inside of your thigh.

You were laying on Javi’s bare chest as the man was smoking.

“So, you saw Morales?”

“Hmhm.”

“Did you two…”

“Yeah. Wasn’t sure if you wanted details or not. But I wanna keep seeing him. He’s cute. I like him.”

You looked up at Javi to see his darkened gaze as he inhaled and exhaled smoke.

“He’s open to see us together again if you’re up for it.” You shrugged. “But I do think he would want more from you.”

“But I’m not –” He protested.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” You pressed a kiss to the warm skin of his chest. “Besides, might be your only chance of having anal sex.”

“You’d never let me…?”

“Not a chance.”

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” He replied with a grin.

Javier abandoned his cigarette in the ashtray and turned around to look at your naked figure.

“Fucking hate when you smoke in my room.” You said and got up to open your window slightly. The streets were noisy at this time of the night. Javi’s gaze stayed fixated on the round shape of your ass, the perfect curve of your spine.

“I’ll make it up to you.”

You turned around, interested. “Oh yeah?” You climbed back on the bed and straddled his thighs. Your finger traced his plush lips, and you leaned down to whisper. “Then, fuck me again.”

“Insatiable woman.” He responded with a smile.

“Hmhm. This is why I need two men.” Your finger continued its run on Javi’s body, touching his chin, his throat, the space between his pecs, his flat stomach, the hair trailing down his belly.

Javi playfully rolled his eyes at you, and you couldn’t help but smirk. Your hand wrapped around his half-hard cock, already getting awoken by the closeness of your bodies and the memories of what happened right before. You pumped it until it was completely hard, before sliding down your hips, your core meeting with his leaking tip. He entered your walls, helped by the residual cum he shot inside you earlier. Javier sighed as you took him completely, like you were made for him. He put his arms behind his head, hair undone from the gel he wore to work. He simply took in the view, lazily, making you work for it. But you didn’t mind.

“Thought you had more stamina, Peña.” You teased.

“You wanted more. You work for it.”

“Fine.” You laid your palms flat against his chest for leverage as you started moving your hips slowly. His hungry gaze observed the learned movements of your body and you intended on giving him a show, throwing your head back as you moaned softly.

When Javier decided to help a little, he surprised you with a powerful thrust of his hips. A loud, sincere cry escaped your lips. He grinned, satisfied, as he took his hips between his hands for leverage as he took control of the exchange.

“No matter… who you fuck… no one will ever fuck you like I do...” He said between thrusts.

When you didn’t respond, too busy on chasing your high, he slapped your ass, kneading and soothing the skin after.

“Talk to me, hermosa.”

“Still has to be proven.” You responded with a smile.

This lit something in him. He pulled you off him and took over, invading your walls without much care for your wellbeing. He knew you could take it.

“You like being fucked by other men, don’t you, my dirty slut?”

“Fuck.” You groaned at the dirty words he was using and moaned at the snap of his hips, the tip of his cock hitting deep. He pulled on your hair and brought your face close to his.

“You liked when Frankie fucked you, hm? And yesterday, what did he do to you?” Javier tugged on your hair, waiting for an answer. Your lips were opened but no sound was coming out. You breathed heavily and tried to form a coherent response.

“Y-Yes Javi, I liked it.” You tried to find any trace of anger in his eyes but… he seemed more aroused than anything. His face disappeared in your neck, where you felt his hot, labored breaths. “H-He… made me sit on his face. And I sucked him off.”

“Did he make you feel good?” He slowed down his thrusts a bit, leaving open mouthed kisses on your burning skin. “Did he make you cum?”

“Yes. F-Fuck Javi… Yes, he did.”

“D-Did he cum in your sweet mouth?” His voice was raspier. He accelerated the pace again, feeling you tighten around him.

“Y-Yes. I’m… so fucking close. Please.”

Javier kept snapping his hips at a fast pace until you came around him, triggering his own release. He fell on his side of your bed, leaving you empty and leaking.

“Okay. We’ll see him again.” He finally decided as he took out another cigarette from his pack laying on your bedside table, despite telling him earlier how much you hated that he smoked in your room.

So, the day arrived. You asked both men to meet you in your office at the end of the day. You couldn’t focus all day, your mind wandering on the night to come.

Frankie arrived first, still in his work clothes; chest covered by his military vest. You pulled on the straps to bring him closer as you backed to your desk. His calloused hands held your waist, keeping you close.

“Hi.” You breathed softly, and he looked at you with warm cheeks and a sweet smile.

“Here?” He asked.

You shook your head with a laugh. “No. We’re just waiting on Javi.”

You looked through your office door to make sure no one was around – a lot of people had left already, it was running late - and you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. He moved away after that, looking “natural” while looking around your office. The two of you talked about your workday until you heard Javi’s steps. You admired him without restraint, noticing the straining of his short sleeves against his biceps.

You knew he didn’t like when you showed any interest towards him at work, but still, you pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips as you left the room with your bag.

Javi acknowledged Frankie’s presence by a simple nod. The latter followed you close, like a puppy following his master.

“Are we taking your car, Mr. Peña?” You asked innocently.

“Yeah.”

The tension in the car was suffocating, you had already undone some of the buttons at the top of your blue shirt and the windows were wide open. Javier placed a secure hand on your thigh, and you felt Frankie’s gaze burning the back of your head.

“So, let’s talk about limits, hm?” You proposed.

Javier shot you a look from the side, cigarette between his lips.

“M’not taking anything up the butt.” He mumbled.

“That’s fair. But…” You put your hand on his and gazed at Frankie through the rear-view mirror. “You’ll fuck Frankie if he’s a good boy, right?”

“Hmhm.”

“Wouldn’t you like that, Frankie?”

You turned around to him with a wicked smile. The man was playing with his fingers, and you could see the obscene bulge in his beige pants.

“Yes, I’d love that.”

“Have you done this before?”

He shifted in his seat.

“Yeah, been a while though.”

“Don’t worry baby… we’ll take care of you.”

The three of you finally crossed the door of your apartment, then, you immediately moved to your room, like you had choreographed the whole thing. Javier took the time to get rid of his cigarette before he entered the room.

Your lover’s hands were already on you, working your shirt open while he pressed warm kisses to your breasts, while Frankie was getting rid of his work clothes and his cap. Your skin was already on fire, and every touch consumed you.

“Can we take care of you, Javi? Hm? Since you took such good care of me…” You asked as you pushed him on your bed. The man laid on your cushions, his dark gaze analyzing your next moves.

You looked at Frankie and invited him to come closer. You stole a long kiss from him and whispered something in his ear.

Javier threw his shirt over his head and opened his belt, before taking off his jeans. He was already half hard. You kneeled on the bed and Frankie followed you, kneeling beside Javier.

“Can… I…” Frankie asked shyly as he looked down at the man’s lips.

“Come here.” He pulled Morales by his cheeks and brought him close, their mouths meeting in an hungry kiss.

You couldn’t help the pool of arousal forming between your legs, and you peeled off your last layers. Fast. You just wanted to watch and play with yourself, but Javier’s dick was standing proudly in front of your face, inviting.

You leaned down and licked from the base to the tip, smiling when Javier had to break away from the kiss to look down at you. He brought a hand to your hair, and you leaned into his touch, before motioning at Frankie to come closer.

He leaned down on the same level as you, and he licked the side of Javi’s cock that was accessible to him. Javier closed his eyes tightly, ashamed of how good it felt to have Frankie’s tongue on him. You gave more space to the man, who took the tip between his lips. You caressed his curls to encourage him, whispering praises to his ear. You heard Frankie moan around the other man’s cock, sending shivers down Javi’s spine.

Your hand circled the base of your lover’s member, guiding the strokes in Frankie’s mouth. The latter hollowed his cheeks, sending waves of pleasure in Javier’s body. When the other man’s mouth became sore, you took over, your mouth swallowing everything you could, taking Javier as deep as you could. He cursed under his breath.

Frankie laid beside his colleague, watching carefully as pleasure took over him. The tip of his fingertips teased the golden skin that was accessible to him. A hand grabbed you and pulled you off Javier’s cock, your lover bringing you up to his lips.

“You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Isn’t that the point, Javi?”

“Not yet.” He smirked.

You laid between the two men and turned your head to Frankie.

"Do you want to get ready for Javier’s cock while he takes care of me, hm?” You asked as your lover was already trailing kisses down your body, giving attention to your breasts for a little longer. You caressed his hair affectionately.

“Y-Yeah.” He responded, breathier than he thought.

Javier’s fingers started to work their magic on you while he kissed your lower belly. Your mouth opened in a silent moan, your eyes still analyzing Francisco. He took the bottle of lube waiting on your bedside table and worked the liquid on his fingers, warming it up. His free hand circled his own cock while he opened himself up slowly, just as Javier was doing with you.

“You’re doing so good, baby.” You praised Frankie, and with a smile, you kissed his lips slowly. Javier’s fingers curled upwards in a “come here” movement and you arched your back, your moans dying against Frankie’s lips. Javier’s fingers guided you through an intense orgasm, and he didn’t stop even after you wet his fingers. His thumb joined, drawing tight circles on your clit. You had to let go of Frankie, the pleasure was too intense. Your limbs were shaking as you let out a small cry.

The military man’s movement on his cock accelerated as he watched, desperate to touch you too. Eventually, when you had enough, Javier let go of your body. The DEA agent kissed you softly as you came down from your high, arms wrapping around you. Beside the two of you, Frankie was moaning lewdly, his hands all over himself and fingers inside of him. You laid your hand on his to stop him and turned your head to him.

“Are you ready, sweet boy?” You asked.

“Hmhm.” He responded in a lazy haze, stopped when he had almost reached his peek.

“Come on before I change my fucking mind.” Javier grunts and you look at him, amused, as he gets up to go to Frankie’s side of the bed. “On all fours, Morales. Now.”

You watched as Frankie positioned himself and Javier lathered lube on his cock.

“Don’t wanna take part, hermosa?”

You shook your head. “Not yet. Let me watch a little.” You teased Javi, and he rolled his eyes in response.

Javier’s hands held his colleague’s hips as he entered his walls slowly. You watched as Javier closed his eyes, breathing heavily.

In his mind, the DEA agent repeated to himself that it was just a hole.

The tightest fucking hole.

“Come on Francisco, talk to me. How does it feel?” You asked, getting closer to them to watch.

“Fucking big.” He groaned.

“Hmhm. Javi?” You asked as you looked at your lover.

“Fucking tight.”

“Yeah? Come on, Javi, fuck him.”

At your signal, Javier started thrusting his hips slowly, and it was enough to make Frankie moan powerfully.

“Come on hermosa, join us.”

You slipped your body under Frankie, and cupped his face, tortured by pleasure, between your hands.

“Will you fuck me, baby, hm?”

“Y-Yes.” Frankie responded shakily. Javier stopped his thrusting to let the other man adjust his position. The latter bent down a little to settle between your legs. With a trembling hand, he guided his cock in your wet hole.

He started moving slowly, fucking himself on Javier’s dick at the same time.

“O-Oh fuck.” He cursed.

Javier let out a low groan, eyes still shut tight. You both let Frankie set the rhythm. Your hand came down to give yourself more stimulation, your fingers circling your clit at a rapid pace. It was sloppy, the room filling with the sounds of skin slapping together and the noises the three of you produced with your mouths.

“Fucking hell. I’m so close.” Frankie announced, and both you and Javi helped him reach his ending, your walls choking him as you came. Morales’s warm cum filled you.

“C’mon, go away, Morales, I wanna cum on her tits.” Javier stopped his thrusts and Frankie rolled to the side, watching as the man wrapped his hand around his cock to finish. You looked up at him with innocent doe eyes, your hands pushing your breasts up. Your name fell from Javi’s lips as he painted your chest with ropes of white cum. You closed your eyes at the last second.

Francisco got up and came back with a wet towel while you and Javi were coming down from your high. He cleaned you up almost lovingly. When he was done, you pulled him close, your body sandwiched between Javi’s and Frankie’s.

You could get used to this.

#with or without you #javier pena #javier pena smut #javier pena x you #javier pena x reader #javier pena x yn #javier pena narcos #javier pena fanfiction #frankie morales #frankie morales smut #frankies morales x you #frankie morales x yn #frankie morales x reader #javier pena x reader x frankie morales #javier x reader x frankie #pedro pascal #pedro pascal smut

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partyhorn · 1 month

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pronouns for everyone in mfm? tried looking at the cast page but it didnt have any :)

Molly: Technically any is correct- it changes throughout the comic, so it depends on where you're at. He/him from chapters 1-20, she/her from chapters 21-present, but it'll change again in the near future

Jo: he/him

Leaf: she/her

The tardigrade/boss: he/him but really he wouldn't care what you refer to him as

August: they/them

Elysia: he/him

Felicity: she/her

Mrs. G: she/her

Wabe: she/her

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some more mfm doodles!!!!!! mostly leaf. +some random alien girl.

#mollys future mishaps #theres no reason for leaf 2 be picking up molly like that im just obsessed w/ how tall she is compared to her and jo

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rainsmediaradio · 4 months

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MFM Daily Devotional 11th January 2024 By Dr. D.K Olukoya – Do Things Differently (III)

MFM Daily Devotional - Do Things Differently (III)

The Topic of Mountain Top Life Daily Devotional for 11th January 2024 Is ”Do Things Differently (III) ”

BIBLE IN ONE YEAR: Genesis 31, Genesis 32, Genesis 33, Mark 3, Mark 4, Mark 5 FIRE SCRIPTURE: Ephesians 4:17-24 (KJV) 17 This I say therefore, and testify in the Lord, that ye henceforth walk not as other Gentiles walk, in the vanity of their mind, 18 Having the understanding darkened, being alienated from the life of God through the ignorance that is in them, because of the blindness of their heart: 19 Who being past feeling have given themselves over unto lasciviousness, to work all uncleanness with greediness. 20 But ye have not so learned Christ; 21 If so be that ye have heard him, and have been taught by him, as the truth is in Jesus: 22 That ye put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts; 23 And be renewed in the spirit of your mind; 24 And that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness. MEMORY VERSE: “This I say therefore, and testify in the Lord, that ye henceforth walk not as other Gentiles walk, in the vanity of their mind,” – Ephesians 4:17 (KJV) MOTIVATIONAL QUOTES: If everyone else is living for material things, live for Christ. If everyone else is rebellious, live in righteousness. PRAISE AND WORSHIP: Take praise and worship songs as led by the Holy Spirit. PROPHETIC WORD FOR TODAY THIS YEAR, GOD WILL MULTIPLY HIS GRACE TOWARDS YOU AND DO NEW THINGS IN YOUR LIFE, IN THE NAME OF JESUS.

MFM DAILY DEVOTIONAL 11th JANUARY 2024

In the last two days, we began to learn how we can have a significantly great year by doing things differently. We looked into our spiritual lives, careers and marriages or relationships, identified the sources of challenges and learnt biblically tested and proven ways to turn a new leaf and get better results. Today, we shall look at our finances, ministry, health, and so on. Worries in the area of money and finances constitute some of the greatest distractions to many people today. Financial problems often come from ignorance or lack of financial literacy and poor planning. Therefore, my first advice to you is to embrace financial education this year. Give yourself to learning and let financial literacy change your story positively. Perhaps, you have been wasteful, unable to make money or borrowing. Learn and apply financial principles on earning, budgeting, spending, saving and investment. Also learn how to create extra sources of income. God’s will for you is to lend to nations and not to be a borrower. Also learn how to set financial goals and grow your money or wealth. Cultivate the habits of hard work, prudency and discipline that are essential for achieving the desired turnaround in your finances. Beloved, do you truly desire that new and greater things begin to happen in your ministerial life? Here are the things you must do differently. First, I advise that you revisit your foundation and ancestry. Do the kind of operation that God instructed Gideon to do. Get rid of the idols and powers of your father’s house. Use the blood of Jesus to purge your foundation and free yourself from the entanglement of evil ancestral powers. Also, you must be a lover and doer of God’s word. You must be addicted to fasting and praying. You must live an uncompromising life of holiness and righteousness. You must hunger for and acquire the anointing to fulfil your ministry and destiny. You must be baptized with the Holy Ghost and fire. You must love soul winning and be sold out to God. Finally, you must exhibit unwavering faith in God. When you do all these this year, your ministerial destiny will show forth the glory of God.

MFM DAILY PRAYER POINTS 11TH JANUARY 2024

MORNING - Father, deliver me from ignorance and mistakes that lead to financial crisis, in the name of Jesus. - I receive the grace to move from poverty to super abundance, in the name of Jesus. - I overcome the devourer and set satanic spiritual baskets ablaze, in the name of Jesus. EVENING - ⁠Blood of Jesus, rid my foundation and life of all idols and ancestral pollution, in the name of Jesus. - Father, by Your mercy, turn my ministerial destiny around for good, in the name of Jesus. - I receive the grace to prioritise soul winning this year, in the name of Jesus. - ⁠I receive the wisdom to achieve wellness and work-life balance, in the name of Jesus. Read the full article

#Dr.D.KOlukoya

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scottapez · 5 months

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uknow the mfm insanity is BAD bad when i saw leaf grab ontomolly in that one panel and felt a little ( ! ) pop above my head irl

#t.alk #i started vibrating.making air fryer noises

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losergendered · 7 months

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All hcs are from Molly’s Future Mishaps!!

Molly is an autistic [canon]depressed [canon]genderfluid gaybian objectophile who’s pronounfluid!

Jo is an autistic schizophrenic bi gay tguy objectophile

Leaf is an autDHD transfemmasc aro bi lesbian

They’re all [semi-canonically] asexual!

[I say semi-canonically because in MFM all the slugs canonically forgot how to reproduce and lost their reproductive organs so now all their children come from The Sea]

posted!

#omg hi tumblr user sillyfunny #asks

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floristonwheelsau · 2 years

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Top 5 Florists for Same Day Flower Delivery in Sydney

Whether you're looking for same-day florist delivery in Sydney or just want to send a beautiful bouquet of flowers, you'll find it in this article. These florists deliver beautiful flowers to any location in Sydney, as well as offer a variety of services. If you're looking for a florist with a posh, upmarket aesthetic, consider My Flower Man. Their services range from floral styling engagements to weddings. Not only can they handle wedding flower deliveries, but you can also purchase beautiful blooms to place in your home or office.

Hermetica Flowers

A bright warehouse in Woolloomooloo, Hermetica Flowers is a boutique florist that fuses experimental and grandeur into its floral offerings. The brightly coloured bouquets and arrangements feature a combination of seasonal blooms and locally grown produce, all presented in Hermetica's signature grey wrapping. Using conical fronds of paper as a backdrop, the flowers look beautiful when wrapped in Hermetica's signature wrap.

Fig and Bloom

Founded in 2015 by Kellie Brown and Dan Groch, Fig & Bloom is a Sydney florist that specializes in flower delivery. They have over 700 locations across Sydney and 150 suburbs in Melbourne. The company offers several different floral arrangements. Customers can order a bouquet of flowers and a basket of gourmet chocolates. They can also include a handwritten note to make the bouquet even more special. Aside from the flower bouquets, the company also offers other gift options.

Lotherington's Flowers & Gifts

Lotherington's Flowers & Gift is a veteran Sydney florist, providing locals and visitors with high-quality floral arrangements and gift baskets. In addition to same-day delivery, the business offers custom-designed arrangements and gift baskets. To meet the specific needs of the recipient, the shop's knowledgeable staff is available to assist you with the selection and ordering process. Their friendly, professional service is an added bonus.

My Flower Man

The My Flower Man offers Sydney flowers online and at five locations around the city. The company sources seasonal products from local growers and offers a variety of premium gift bunches, including a MFM Mixed Bunch. Prices range from $55 to $330, depending on the style and size. Same-day delivery is available for orders placed before 2pm. To make sure your flower delivery arrives on time, you should order by 12pm.

Kiko Design

LVLY offers florist delivery Sydney and is renowned for its affordable flowers and gift ideas. With its zero-waste policy, excess blooms are donated to hospices and care homes. Their unique flower designs start at $59 and feature a signature LVLY flower jar, as well as gifting options. They also offer same-day delivery in Sydney if you order before 2pm. You can also click and collect at their studio.

Leaf Supply

A floral delivery Sydney service, Leaf Supply believes in the power of nature. The company offers a range of "perfectly packaged" plants and a self-care range. They deliver same day within Sydney metropolitan areas. Plants are shipped via Australia Post. Delivery times vary depending on your location. The company also provides flower delivery Sydney-wide. Their online windowsill is updated monthly with new plants. Leaf Supply is a great choice for sending gifts to friends and family.

Interflora

If you are looking for a local florist to deliver flowers in Sydney, then Interflora Australia may be the right choice for you. The online service partners with independent florists around the world to offer a variety of flower options. From traditional flower bouquets to wildflowers, you'll be able to find exactly what you're looking for with the help of this international network. However, before you place an order with Interflora, it's important to consider some of the following factors:

Bag A Bouquet

For the best flower delivery in Sydney, you can trust the Sydney-based florists at Bag A Bouquet. They curate the best floral arrangements and offer same-day delivery. Their collection of floral arrangements includes seasonal collections, grand floral arrangements, and unique bouquets. You can send a beautiful flower arrangement to a loved one or send an inspiring message to a friend. The prices are affordable, and the flower arrangements will be delivered to the recipient as soon as possible.

Create-A-Bouquet

If you're looking for a Sydney florist that specializes in wedding and event florals, then create-a-bouquet.com.au is the best place to shop for your next bouquet. Not only does this florist offer same-day flower delivery, but you can also choose from over 100 beautiful arrangements. This Sydney florist will make any occasion special with a beautiful flower arrangement. You can choose from the variety of colours and styles to match your budget and the recipient's personality.

Easy Flowers

If you're in need of a same-day florist delivery Sydney service, try Easy Flowers. This online flower delivery service partners with local florists to ensure a beautiful and fresh bouquet every time. They deliver flowers to anywhere in Australia and around the world, but don't deliver to certain remote locations. You can also send plants and hampers with this florist delivery service. Delivery fees depend on the postcode you're delivering to and how long you want the flowers to be delivered. To receive same-day flower delivery, order before 2pm on a weekday or before 10am on a Saturday to ensure they'll arrive fresh the next day.

#florist delivery sydney #florist sydney delivery

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royallyprincesslilly · 5 years

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Title: I Love You Two {1}*

Captain America Vs. Superman Sequel

Chris Evans X Reader X Henry Cavill

Warning: Fluff, Plot, MFM Coupling, Lite Smut

Word Count: 3.7K

Note: Guyyyyyyyyys! So, I have not been able to get this out my head. I really wanted it to be one and done but, I guess it wasn’t meant to be. I had a “hypothetical” convo with some friends and my brain said hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up. 😊 Hope ya’ll can rock with this.

Summary: It was meant to be a one-time thing maybe twice so you could get it out your system, but seven months later and things are still going strong and have transitioned into something much more than any of you could have expected. In a world so hell bent on conventional how can you maneuver this unconventional love you’ve stumbled upon?

Previous Parts:

Captain America Vs Superman 1 | Captain America Vs. Superman 2***

**Loosely edited**

**Loosely Proofread**

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It was insane to think what a difference a few months could make and how drastically our lives could change in such a short period of time. You could be down on your luck one day and completely lost unable to find a way out and bam the next you’re in a completely different situation, one you never imagined. Or one day you could be single only thinking about work and your next step professionally and then the next you’re completely swept up and in love with no care in the world but seeing the source of your affection. Life was unpredictable. That was where you found yourself now, rocking with the unpredictability of life.

You moaned and stretched. Your joints cracked and muscles elongated. It felt as if you’d been in one position for hours. You moaned again and slowly rolled around in the soft coverings that you were wrapped in. You opened your eyes slowly, and the sun was the first thing you saw. You closed your eyes again and slightly shifted before you opened them again. When you did, the sun was obscured by the wood and palm leaf roof that was above your head. You could hear the sound of the waves crashing against the shore and the birds squawking overhead. You took a deep breath in and sighed, loving the scent of coconut, flowers, sea salt, and sunshine. You stretched again and finally sat up. The sheer linen blanket that was wrapped around you pooled around your waist, allowing the cool, dewy glow of the sun to caress your bare breasts.

You slid to the edge of the bed and stood on the wooden planked floor and walked to toward the sheer curtains that encompassed the bed. Standing there you could see to the private beach and the sea it was beautiful. The setting sun illuminated the sea and cast an ethereal beauty in the sky. It looked like a breathtaking painting. You hadn’t taken a real vacation in almost three years, so this was a long-overdue pause from reality. You stood there for several more moments, just enjoying the slow setting sun and the warm breeze.

With a soft, satisfied sigh, you took up the linen blanket and loosely wrapped your naked body. You followed the wooden floors from the outdoor bed you preferred to sleep in on the nights the sky was clear and made it to the main house. As you walked inside, you heard the mellow music and smelled the delicious scents wafting through the air. You followed your nose and the smells to the doorway of the gourmet kitchen and leaned on the door frame and watched the two perfect male specimens move about the kitchen.

They spoke about some soccer game and debated over who scored the best goal. Like always they couldn’t agree. You were surprised they’d lasted this long as friends without some major dispute threatening their bond. They both stood with their backs to you completely unaware of your presence. Chris wore a men’s tank and a pair of swim trunks, and Henry wore a polo shirt and some cargo shorts. You slowly walked into the kitchen, taking effort to ensure your bare feet made no sound at all. As you approached the kitchen island, you zeroed in on the bowl of freshly prepared salad and snuck a ripe, red cherry tomato and popped it into your mouth. You leaned onto the island and continued to watch the only entertainment you’d ever need.

Your eyes slowly traveled down Henry’s body, taking in his full stature. He was built for pleasure; from his broad shoulders and bulging biceps and his trim waist down to his defined but taut ass and not to mention his amazing thighs that looked like they could both give you life and take it all at once. As you continued to snack your eyes turned to Chris. He was built for sin. His tall frame and equally broad shoulders always made you go googly eye. His strong back and impossibly built arms complimented his slim waist and toned ass.

You thought you had a type before both of them and that type was tall, black and fine, but they proved it wrong, now your type was them and none other. You walked around the island to the side they were on and quietly hopped onto it. After a few moments, Chris looked back and was the first to see you. He smiled and turned to give you his full attention. His turn prompted Henry to notice and look back also. When he saw you he smiled and turned to face you as he continued to mix something in a bowl.

“Well look who finally woke up,” Henry stated.

“Finally, how long’s it been? Four hours?”

You snorted at Chris’ exaggeration.

“No, I counted close to five,” Henry responded with his crisp British accent.

“Ha, ha you both are really funny. It was barely three hours.”

They smiled, and both their eyes longingly looked over your barely covered body.

“Who can blame you for being wiped out. Must be hard keeping up with two stallions,” Chris piped. You couldn’t help the loud laugh that escaped your lips.

“Stallions? Oh my god, yes stallions indeed, my two white stallions.”

As you continued to laugh, they both approached you. Henry put the bowl he held to the side and touched the top of your knee while Chris softly grazed your arm. Your laughter slowly died down until you were looking at both of them just openly gawking at your body. Henry toyed with the edges of the linin blanket that rested at your inner upper thigh. His fingers every so often lightly teased your skin sending goosebumps up and down your leg.

Chris trailed his finger up to your collar and flicked the blanket you loosely held over your breasts. You looked to Chris and saw amusement in his cornflower eyes. He slowly licked his lips before he lowered them to your collarbone. You took a deep breath in and looked to henry. He smiled and leaned into you, connecting your lips. He kissed you softly. It wasn’t a kiss of urgency or one meant to lead anywhere; it was a teasing one, a gentle one, one meant to make you show him how much you wanted him. Chris’ lips moved to the space where your neck and shoulder met. You moaned bit down on Henry’s bottom lip forcing a moan from him before he intensified the kiss.

Chris then moved his lips up your neck to your ear where he nibbled, licked and sucked it. God, it felt good. As your tongue danced with Henry’s and Chris’ lips teased your arousal higher. You felt Chris’ fingers trail down your exposed spine awaking new goosebumps and a new desire. His lips moved to your cheek, then your jaw. Sensing his movements, Henry broke the kiss and Chris took over as Henry attached his lips to your neck. He sucked your skin into his mouth and bit down. You groaned loudly and arched your back, feeling an overwhelming need for more. You groaned again and took the lead kissing Chris. In response, he gripped the exposed flesh of your buttock and pulled you closer to the edge of the island. Henry moved his hand from your thigh further up and under the blanket until you felt his soft fingers skim your sex. You moaned again. Henry’s thumb connected with your already pulsating bud then moved it in a circular motion. You bit Chris’ lip and sucked on his tongue. You heard him moan on you right before you felt Henry slip one of his thick digits inside you. You tore your lips from Chris’ and moaned loudly.

“Mmm, wow. This escalated quickly.”

You pulled away from both their touch and hopped off the island. Your knees were weak, and you were wanting.

“Mmm.”

“Where ya’ goin’?” Chris asked, leaning on the counter with a smirk.

“Uh, well ya’ know–,” you trailed off.

Henry sucked the finger that was just inside you and moaned before he spoke.

“Tasty.”

You almost dropped the blanket and bent over the counter, but you knew this was a game of who could seduce who. You crossed your legs and swallowed. They both smiled and walked to you. You leaped back and scurried behind to the other side of the island.

“Running now? Interesting,” Chris began.

“It is isn’t it. Never the mind I like to chase.”

They both made a move to the side of the island you stood. You moved to the opposite side again and around you went once more ending in the same place you began.

“Do you remember those words I said to you when we first got here?”

You pinched your lips because you remembered quite well.

“Nope.”

“Let me refresh your memory. I said be careful, before the end of this vacation you will be running for space,” Henry said. You smiled widely and held firm to the blanket.

“I am not running for space.”

Henry and Chris looked to each other before they both went in opposite directions around the island. You backed away giggling like a child. As they approached, you backed to the doorway holding your hands out in front of you.

“Wait, wait. Hold on.”

“I’m hungry now,” Chris responded.

The butterflies in your gut took flight and made your core clench.

“Jesus. I need a shower. I’m covered in sand, salt, and various other fluids.”

They both looked at each other again. You rolled your eyes; you were getting tired of how they’d gotten so good at nonverbal communication.

“Okay.”

“Ha, I wasn’t asking. You forget I run this,” you cockily informed. Again they glanced at each other and advanced for you. You slinked back and laughed.

“Nope. Shower. You two can stay here and continue cooking for me.”

You winked and turned, making sure to allow the blanket to fall from your body to reveal your skin to them. You felt the heat of their gaze on you as you disappeared down the hall. The last three weeks had been amazing. Paradise was an understatement for this place, and what made it all that more perfect was it was one hundred percent secluded. The three of you’d taken a private jet to the tarmac, then a separate helicopter to get to the charter that brought you to the shore.

After your hedonistic night together, it happened again and again for the entire weekend. Then you all went back to reality. You went to your typical seven to seven, and they each flew out to other work obligations. While you kept in touch, all of you felt that things were different. You didn’t know what and neither of you could put your finger on it, but something was different. They were gone for a month, and during that time you worked, spent time with your family and friends and even went on a date or two. Still, none of them felt like before. The men were attractive, yes, and the conversations were enriching, and everything seemed to go well, but you couldn’t connect. Your mind often wandered to them and what they were doing if they’d met anyone, if they were working themselves raw or if they were hooking up with set assistants or fans, your imagination went wild, and you usually wouldn’t care either way, but now, you cared. None of you talked about it though.

When they came back, everything fell into place. You spent time together as usual, dinner here and there, lunch, movie nights, nothing was forced, and nothing felt weird. It was as if your night of fun was just that. Then one month, when they were away and happened to be in the same city for press, you surprised them. One accidental hello kiss to the both of them sparked the fire you’d felt that night and before any of you could stop you were naked, sweaty, and completely breathless on the bed several hours later with not a care for anything besides round two, three and four. When they came back to town a few weeks later, they didn’t expect to see you on a date. Neither of them looked happy about it, but they didn’t say anything.

It wasn’t until three months after the first night you spent together that tensions flared for Chris after he showed up to your office unannounced to find you in a very flirtatious situation with one of the guys who worked with you. You could tell he was pissed, but when your office door shut, he let it slip that he didn’t like seeing you flirt with other guys. You were shocked and speechless, so you didn’t speak, and that pissed him off more because he stormed out of your office and left that night to some comic convention.

When you showed up to the convention on the second day you were ready to apologize although you didn’t know what you were apologizing for. Before you could, you were accosted by an actor you’d worked with in the past where he permitted to proposition you for a night of fun. You didn’t know Henry and Chris were both in earshot of the entire conversation and that they’d heard you not shut down the invitation. That night the three of you argued, and they confessed they didn’t like the idea of you flirting with other men and didn’t like knowing that you were dating. You didn’t know what to say because you didn’t like knowing you were dating. Hell, you didn’t even like thinking they were dating. You laughed and laughed long and hard. They didn’t like it and looked even angrier, but when you stopped, you expressed your feelings, feelings they echoed. That was the easy part. You then had figure out what it meant and how you’d maneuver it.

In the beginning, it was easy. You’d established that you had more than platonic feelings for them and they also had those same feelings for you, but not for each other. You’d confirmed you enjoyed spending time together no matter what you were doing and really enjoyed spending time in bed together and all the delicious things you found out about each other’s bodies. There was nothing complicated about your friendship/relationship.

You quickly developed a routine, during the week you worked, and when you got off, you went home. Usually, by ten, they would both make it over where they stayed the night, and you did the same thing again the next day. On weekends you spent one night at Chris’ house and the other night at Henry’s where you enjoyed staying inside away from the stress of the world or the press. When they weren’t in town your life was again back to normal, you worked during the day and times you could you met on facetime and talked about your days and watched some tv show together. It was perfect.

After several months of this routine, the times you spent apart increased, and their schedules got busier and busier. You missed them, and they missed you, but you each knew what your lives entailed. So, when Chris suggested a vacation, you jumped at it and so did Henry. You turned off the water and wrapped in your towel. You walked to the mirror and stared at your reflection. You loved this bathroom it really brought the tropical vibes of outside in. You began your beauty and hair care routine, opting to just do the main steps to your hair as the entire process would take hours and you had much better plans than doing your hair the whole night.

So, you took the time to painstakingly put it into a cute but protective style. Once finished, you inspected and nodded your satisfaction and went to the bedroom to complete your routine of lathering your skin with your own newly concocted body butter mix. You took your time with this because over the last few months you’d noted a few things about your two new paramours. Chris seemed to really love delicate floral scents while Henry liked spicer, more exotic scents. So, before you left, you made a new recipe that consisted of jasmine, gardenia, and rose for Chris and added in a touch of patchouli, vanilla, and sandalwood. When you finished, it smelled like a tropical smoothie and a botanical garden all in once, and the first night you wore it the response was much more than you’d anticipated.

Once you’d finished lathering your skin and setting up the bedroom just the way you wanted you threw on a cute but sexy top and a maxi skirt and went in search of the two people you’d come to seriously not see your life without. As you approached the kitchen, the smells wrapped around you and your stomach growled from hunger. You hadn’t eaten in hours–well food at least. You’d ingested plenty of other things for the day. You peeked into the kitchen, but it was empty. You looked around you wondering where they’d disappeared to. You walked in the opposite direction to the living room expecting to see them sitting watching some soccer game deep in conversation or argument over who was the most valuable player. They rarely agreed on anything which made it a miracle their friendship lasted at all.

When you rounded the corner the living room was empty as well.

“What the hell?”

You went through the rooms of the luxury villa the three of you rented for the last few weeks, and each one you went in you were disappointed when you didn’t find them. When you’d first gotten here you marveled at how spacy it was and didn’t see the spread-out floorplan would be a problem; you stood corrected. You spent the next few minutes roaming through each room on the first floor before you thought about the back patio. As you stepped out, you saw rose petals scattered on the floor. You smirked and followed the path. The soft petals softly crunched underneath your bare feet, and each step the scent of roses wafted more into the air. Once you reached the edge of the patio, you saw more petals leading out across a lantern-lit path across the sand to where you saw both of them standing at the end of the trail. You smiled and walked down the steps onto the sand and to them. As you walked the soft breeze flirted with the hem of your dress and carried it up into the air.

The closer you got you paid attention to the butterflies in your stomach. This was something new for you, something you’d noticed the last few weeks, something you were beginning to understand. You took a few breathes, hoping to calm your raising anxieties. Once you stopped in front of them, your smile grew to the size of Texas.

“What in the world is this?

“Well, we’re officially in countdown mode. We thought why not make tonight a special night,” Henry began.

“As opposed to the other sixteen nights?”

He nodded, grasping the sarcasm in your voice. They’d made you feel special every night of the last near three weeks. They stepped aside to reveal the square dinner table propped into the shallow waters at the shore. It was decked out with candles, flowers and three steel dome covered plates. You smiled again and looked at them in awe. They were perfect, so perfect you felt the prickle of the tears as they stung your eyes. You cleared your throat and stepped to them.

“This is amazing; thank you.”

You kissed Henry’s lips, and what was to be a soft kiss deepened upon contact. You moaned and placed your hand on his chest, loving his warmth. You slowly pulled away and turned to Chris and kissed him as well. His lips were soft and warm and tasted like caramel. You smiled on them and moaned.

“Caramel, huh. I take it caramel is for dessert. Or is it the bedtime snack?”

Chris smiled and kissed you again before he steered you to your waiting seat.

“Play your cards right it could be both,” he said before he kissed your neck and moved to his seat on your right and Henry to your left.

“So what’s for dinner?”

Henry lifted the metal dome to reveal your favorites. You smiled again and looked between them wondering how much more incredible they could get.

“Bon appetite,” you said before you began eating.

Dinner was delicious; you’d always known they were great cooks you’d sampled their food time and time before. As time stretched, you fell deeper in love with your surroundings. You loved the beach, and they knew it; this was the perfect vacation, and it was made even more perfect because you were there with both of them. You loved the warm water, your feet were dipped into and loved it, even more, when your toes dug into the wet sand. Every time you looked at Chris, he was already looking at you with a soft smile and a glint in his eye that made a warm heat brush against your spine. Then when you looked at Henry that heat traveled further down and around to a completely different body part.

By the time dessert finished, the three of you were sitting at the table laughing, sipping bourbon and holding hands. You toyed with their fingers while their free hands roamed the skin of your arms, elbows, shoulders, and knees. When their hands met your thigh the bottle of bourbon was gone, and so were any pretenses that you weren’t going to bust it wide open for them. You finished your final glass and stood from the table and looked at both of them. Their eyes were glossed but clear as the night sky. You held out your hands to them, and without hesitation, they took what you offered. You walked through the water holding firmly to their hands. You led them back across the sand to the house. As you made it to the bedroom door, you turned to them and smiled.

“I’m not running now.”

They both looked to each other and smiled. You walked ahead into the bedroom and patiently waited for them to join you. It was going to be a long night.

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