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Trying Something New

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Virgil’s Week Day Four, Anxceit!

Content: Anal Fingering, Prostate Massage, Inexperienced Sexual Partner, Hemipenis

Pairing: Anxceit, Former Dukexiety, Former Analogical, Logince

Word Count: 1129

“How’s that feel?”

Virgil carefully watched Janus’ face and body as he asked that, looking for signs of discomfort as he wriggled his finger inside. It was the deceitful side’s first time doing something like that, and Virgil wanted to make sure he was comfortable and enjoying himself. Janus panted heavily, clearly trying to relax as he adjusted to the intrusion.

“Ah um.. A bit weird. But not bad.” Virgil hummed at that.

“Yeah, it takes a little getting used to.” His finger went further in and Janus took in a sharp breath. “And it’ll hurt a little bit when I add more fingers in. But once you get used to the stretch, it’ll feel good. Especially once I find your prostate.”

“Remus didn’t say anything about pain.” The mention of the dark creative aspect, who was also Virgil’s ex, made him raise his brow.

“He’s not the best source to go to for heads up like that.” Virgil said simply. “Remus is kind of a nymphomaniac if you haven’t noticed.” And at first that had been great, but the insatiableness of it all became too much for Virgil in the end, and then he joined the ‘Light Side’ and well… they broke up. But that was in the past, and Virgil wasn’t in the habit of thinking of his exes when spending time with his boyfriend. Especially now that they were taking the next step in their relationship.

They had been going slow, since he was Janus’ first boyfriend. When they started to become a bit sexual, it was in small increments. Mostly to help the deceitful aspect figure out what he liked and what he didn’t. After that, it was Virgil showing him what he liked as well. Now, Janus wanted to try fingering, so Virgil was going to do his best to make sure it was a good experience.

“Yeah -ah- true. He was just -mm- the only person I could really -ngk- ask.” Janus panted out, soft sounds escaping him as he talked. The muscles inside were starting to relax, telling Virgil that he was finally starting to get used to it. He curled his finger on the next down stroke, pressing against the walls. The shudder that came from it was a good sign.

“I’m going to put the next finger in,” he warned, letting Janus mentally prepare for the increased thickness. The second finger nudged its way in and he once again pumped his fingers slowly. The moment Janus began to squeeze, he halted. “Breath slow and relax,” he instructed, watching carefully as the other followed his directions. “Let me know when you want me to move.” Virgil waited in silence, merely listening to Janus breathe as they both waited for him to get used to the addition.

“Okay I’m ready,” the scaly individual said after a minute or so. With that, he pushed his fingers a little further in. He started simple, just in and out slowly as Janus got used to it. When the walls loosened more and his boyfriend began to make little sounds of pleasure, he began to gradually scissor him further open. “Mmm~” So far, it seemed like the lying aspect was enjoying it, which he was glad about. Janus had been so eager to try, so knowing it hadn’t disappointed him yet was great.

I hope it stays that way. Even if Janus decided bottoming wasn’t for him, Virgil just hoped the experience of trying was enjoyable and that he didn’t regret it. He wanted to be a good lover to Janus. “How does it feel now?”

“Mm better.” Virgil nodded at that while his eyes scanned down the somewhat scaly body. They stopped at the two cocks that rested upon Janus’ belly. They were semi-hard, a sign that Janus was in fact feeling some pleasure from it. Good. With a grin, he pushed his fingers in further before crooking them on the way down. “Nnn~” Janus’ closed off moan felt like a small victory, making Virgil smirk as he repeated the action.

“Sounds like it’s more than better,” he teased, chuckling at the weak glare sent his way before Janus moaned again. Time to take it up a notch. With a furrowed brow from concentration, he moved his fingers around. Searching for that special bundle of nerves. Pressing a little further in to the left, moving down just a tiny bit and-

“AAAH~” Janus’ back arched, like it often did when Virgil deep throated one of his cocks, and a smirk of victory stretched across his lips. Bingo.

“There it is.” With the target located, Virgil continued on relentlessly. Every thrust in of his fingers, he’d hit the prostate. Pressing and rubbing against it before moving back out. Each hit made Janus cry out in pleasure as his hips rolled, his cocks bobbing from the force. After a few more more hits to the bundle of nerves, the deceitful side reached down and gripped both erections.

Frantically, Janus pumped them. His hands moving fast as he grew closer to the edge. Virgil watched with rapt attention. And when it seemed that the other was about to reach his breaking point, the anxious aspect pressed firmly against his prostate. “AAAAHH!” With a shout, Janus came. His chest and stomach were painted white by his seed. Virgil carefully removed his two fingers as Janus rode out his orgasm, rubbing his hands down the other’s thighs to help soothe.

“You good?” he asked when Janus seemed to come down, the lying aspect panting. The snake-boy nodded, his eyes fluttering for a moment before looking back up at Virgil.

“That was… intense.” Virgil couldn’t help but snort at that.

“Yeah, massaging the prostate makes orgasms so much better.” Conjuring up a wet cloth, he began to clean his boyfriend up.

“Mmm, well I’m certainly inclined to do that again later,” Janus drawled out before chuckling. “I can see why Remus likes it so much. Logan.. Not so much.” Rolling his eyes, Virgil playfully pinched the other’s hip.

“You gotta stop bringing up my exes when at least one of us is naked,” he snarked. “And though Logan prefers topping, he enjoyed getting fingered now and again.” At least while they were together. He didn’t know, nor cared to know, if it was the same now that the logical aspect was with Roman. “So, you have options if you find that you don’t want to be on the receiving end.”

“Ever the dutiful sex tutor,” Janus teased, a flirty smile on his lips. “Now, how about we change ‘at least one of us’ to the both of us in the naked department hmm?” Virgil smirked as he unzipped his hoodie and pulled off his shirt.

“I think I can manage that.”

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Alone Time is Asking For Too Much

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Virgil Week Day Three, Moxiety!

Content: Body Worship, Hickeys, Light Biting, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Interrupted Sex

Pairing: Moxiety and Loceit

Word Count: 1912

“And here’s Remus’ inhaler... and his back up inhaler.” Virgil rushed out, handing over the items to his brother. On top of all the other items he handed over. “And Roman’s allergic to-”

“Peanuts, I remember.” Janus cut him off, rolling his eyes. “We don’t even keep anything peanut related in the house.” With a sigh, he gave the anxious man a dead stare. “You’re gonna give me the epipen anyway aren’t you?” Virgil flushed at being called out, a glare in his eyes and a frown on his lips. But he did exactly that.

“Call if you need any-”

“We’re not gonna need anything.” Again Janus cut him off and Virgil’s frown grew. “The boys will be fine. Now go enjoy your first night of peace since forever.” Virgil sighed, still worried, but relented. The whole point of a sleep over at Uncle Janus and Uncle Logan’s place was so that he and Patton could have a little alone time. They hadn’t had any since they adopted the twins.

Looking over Janus’ shoulder, he watched as Patton peppered kisses on both boys, giving them one last hug. “You kiddos be good for your uncles! We’ll see you tomorrow!” The boys tried to wriggle out of their Papa’s hold, whining about wanting to play. “Love you!”

“Papa!” Roman whined and Patton laughed before finally releasing them. The kids ran further into the house, yelling for their Uncle Logan and demanding he play Clue with them. It sounded like they would be just fine. So, with some reluctance, Virgil and Patton said their goodbyes before heading for the car.

“Think they’ll be okay?” he asked as Patton started the car up, buckling up his seatbelt.

“Yeah, I think they’ll have a blast,” his husband replied cheerfully, sending Virgil a soft smile before putting the car into drive and heading down the road. After a fifteen minute drive, they arrived home and got out. Entering into the house, they were greeted with the mess that had been left behind when they were trying to get the twins ready to leave. “Oops.” Patton giggled, looking around at scattered toys and the pile of unfolded clothes on the couch. “Guess we should clean up while we still can huh?” Without waiting for a response, the bubbly man began collecting toys and moving further into the house to put them away.

A wave of affection filled Virgil suddenly, his eyes softening as he watched his husband leave. He was always such a hard worker, and an amazing father. Virgil felt blessed to have him as a partner.

Maybe this time away from the kids should be spent showing Patton just how much he appreciated him.

He wandered off to where he saw his husband walk off too, suspecting he went to the boys’ bedroom. He was correct, walking in to see the bubbly love of his life put the toys into the toybox. He took a moment just to admire the man before making his way to him. Wrapping his arms around the soft waist, he pressed his face to the back of Patton’s neck. “Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” he asked, his voice a murmur.

“I can recall a time or two.” Patton replied teasingly, leaning back into the other’s touch. “What brought this on?”

“Nothing, just wanted to let you know,” he said, pressing a kiss to the other’s neck. “Wanted to show you how much I appreciate you,” he added, sliding a hand under his husband’s shirt. Patton giggled with a flushed face, which Virgil could tell because his neck got redder, before turning his head so he could kiss the tip of Virgil’s nose.

“You’re sweet.” Virgil hummed at that before pressing his lips to the other’s. They kissed softly for a moment, just enjoying each other’s presence. When it broke, Virgil stepped back and grabbed Patton’s hand before turning to leave the kids’ room. Patton chuckled, more than happy to follow as they made their way to their own bedroom. “Hmm, so this is what you had in mind by showing me,” Patton teased, his eyes bright with amusement. There was a hint of lust in his gaze as well.

“I mean, it has been a while since we got a chance,” Virgil muttered out, his cheeks heating up. Sure, they had some moments, late at night long after the boys went to sleep. The use of hands or mouths, on the rare occasion a hurried fuck before exhaustion took them. But they hadn’t had the chance or time or energy to really take their time and enjoy each other.

“That is true,” Patton sighed out before grinning mischievously as he stepped closer. “Better take advantage of it.” Lips crashed together in a heated kiss, though Virgil had no idea who went for it first. All he knew was that their bodies pressed up against each other while eager hands roamed. Virgil switched them around before moving Patton backwards towards the bed. When the back of his knees knocked into the mattress, the bubbly man broke the kiss so that he could pull at Virgil’s shirt. “We’re a little overdressed,” he giggled out and Virgil chuckled as he assisted in removing his purple t-shirt before tossing it away.

Patton’s shirt was next, tugged off and tossed to join the other one. Then they were on each other once more, lips collided in a heated kiss while skin was explored. The men kicked off their shoes before climbing onto the bed. Virgil’s lips left his husband’s, moving instead to pepper kisses across his cheeks. Patton giggled at the barrage of affection bestowed upon his freckles, his hands running up and down Virgil’s back. The trail of kisses soon moved across the slightly stubbly chin and down Patton’s neck.

The bubbly man sighed softly, tilting his head to give more access while Virgil teased him with the light pressure of his lips. He honestly wanted to press harder, suck marks into the darker skin. But the kids would be back the next day and it was better not to leave any in spots they might be seen. Furthermore, he wanted to shower Patton in love and affection, show him how much he meant to him, more than his desire to mark him up. So Virgil moved on, peppering kisses down to his husband’s chest.

His lips found their way to a nipple, covering over the nub and lapping at it with his tongue. Patton gasped out from the touch, his head thrown back against the pillows. Virgil took his time in giving it attention, licking it until it was wet and puffy while the other shivered beneath him. When he deemed it sufficiently taken care of, he gave it a playful nip. The resulting sound that it pulled from Patton made him smirk before he moved to give the other nipple the same treatment.

“Virg~” Patton groaned out, arching his back. “Quit teasing me!” Virgil released the nub and chuckled deeply, batting his eyes as he gazed up at the other man.

“I’m just showing you how much I adore you,” he remarked playfully, laughing more when Patton tugged at his hair in retaliation.

“We got all night for you to show me,” Patton pointed out, a pout forming on his lips. “So how about instead, you show me how much you want me?” How could Virgil say no to such a lovely proposal? With a hum, he moved back up to kiss the other soundly, sliding his tongue inside while his hands moved down to grip the waistband of Patton’s leggings. His darling husband seemed to enjoy it, kissing back with enthusiasm while looping his arms around Virgil’s neck to pull him down.

But then his hips began to wiggle and roll, an impatient huff leaving him when he was unable to find friction. Able to take a hint, Virgil pulled back and went about undressing Patton fully. Off went the leggings, and the boxer briefs along with them, tossed aside to the floor. Hands and lips went back to Patton’s skin, touching reverently. The bubbly man sighed and gasped, shivering as Virgil traced invisible patterns and kissed his way down the soft hairy torso. His tongue dipped into the shallow belly button, tickling his husband and causing him to giggle.

He sucked marks onto Patton’s hips, nipping the flesh like he had wanted to at the neck. The soft moans urged him on, sucking marks down Patton’s thighs as he spread the legs. He avoided where he knew his husband wanted the most attention, wanting to make him squirm just a bit more. His cock was hard at that point, resting against Patton’s soft belly as it twitched with each hickey Virgil added. “Honey!” Patton whined, his thighs shaking.

“Okay okay.” With a chuckle, he finally gripped the waiting erection. It’s warmth girth pulsed in his hand. “Think you can get the lube out for me?” he asked as he gave the cock a slow stroke. Patton whimpered but fiddled beneath the pillows for where they hid the bottle. When he managed to locate it, it was quickly passed over. Virgil released his hold on his husband’s member so that he could open the bottle and pour into his hand. He rubbed it between his fingers, warming it up before bringing a digit to Patton’s waiting hole.

Patton groaned as the first finger slowly breached in. “It really has been awhile,” he sighed out, and Virgil grunted in agreement. He carefully pumped it in and out before his other hand gripped Patton’s cock once more. He gave it another stroke before leaning his head in and putting the tip into his mouth. “Aaah~” Licking around the head, Virgil tongued the slit and felt triumphant as Patton moaned helplessly. He took a little more into his mouth before pulling back, keeping in time with his finger.

A second finger had just started to enter when Virgil felt a vibration in his back pocket. As it persisted, he pulled his mouth off of Patton with a frown. He couldn’t believe someone was calling him right now, and that he didn’t take his phone out to begin with. With a grumble, Virgil took his unlubed hand and pulled the device out. He was about to hit ignore, and possibly turn his phone off while he was at it, when he spotted his brother’s name on the caller id.

“Shit.” he muttered, rushing to answer as he pulled his fingers out of Patton’s ass. The disappointed groan had him mouthing sorry as he answered the call. “This better be important,” he grumbled out. Being blue balled had that effect.

“Roman broke his leg!” “Wait what!?” Just like that, his erection was killed as he rushed off the bed. “What happened!?”

“I don’t know!” Janus yelled out, voice freaking out. In the background he could definitely hear Roman crying. “ We finished Clue and then Logan and I were cooking dinner while the boys watched Peter Pan. One moment I’m hearing them sing along to You Can Fly and then the next there’s a thud and Roman screaming!” Shit. Shit shit shit! “We’re on our way to the ER right now, Logan’s driving.”

“We’ll be right there!” Hanging up, he quickly grabbed his shirt and Patton’s clothes. “Roman broke his leg!” he said as explanation as he tossed his husband his clothes. “HE WHAT?!”

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Incorrigible

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Virgil Week Day Two, Analogical!

Content: Finger Fucking, Vaginal Fingering, Spit as Lube, Mention fo Strap On, Implied Pegging

Pairing: Analogical

Word Count: 1375

Note: Logan is a transman in this.

Virgil smirked as he walked quietly into the living room, sneaking up behind the couch where his fiance sat reading a book. Logan was totally engrossed, making it easy to move undetected. Without a word, he shot his hand out, dipping his long fingers under the collar of the man’s polo. “Shit!” Logan yelped, dropping his book as he jumped in his seat. Virgil laughed maniacally, drawing his fingers away as Logan twisted around to glare at him. “You’re incorrigible.” he grumbled, cheeks flushed as went to retrieve his book.

“I couldn’t help myself.” It had been far too tempting an action to do. Honestly, Logan should have expected something to happen when his guard was down. Virgil had a habit of attacking him with his cold fingers, the reactions too priceless to ignore. Yet caught unawares Logan was, and he huffed at Virgil’s statement. “I love you.” the Emo added and the red in the other man’s cheeks showed he was forgiven.

“Love you too.” With a smile, Virgil leaned down and kissed his fiance soundly. Logan seemed to melt into it, humming softly as Virgil kissed him a little deeper. The kiss grew more passionate than Virgil initially planned, the soft sounds Logan made urging him on. He licked into his fiance’s mouth, mapping out the familiar territory. A hand gripped at his hoodie, tugging him closer. The couch was in the way, so Virgil climbed over it without breaking the kiss. In doing so, Logan was found leaning back on the furniture with Virgil straddling him. The Emo’s hands trailed down the other’s shirt, tugging it out from it’s tucked state. His fingers slipped in underneath, making Logan jolt from the cold of his skin. However instead of being startled or pulling away like before, this time he groaned while leaning into it. Virgil’s cold digits moved up teasingly, leaving behind goosebumps in his fiance’s skin.

When they made contact with the other’s binder, Virgil finally broke the kiss and raised a brow. “Pretty sure it’s time you took a break from that.” he commented almost nonchalantly. His smirk gave him away however. Still Logan nodded, sitting up while Virgil moved back to give him the space. Glasses were removed, handed over to Virgil’s trusted care, before the polo was taken off and dropped to the floor. Then came the binder, leaving his chest naked for the Emo to gaze upon.

He handed the glasses back to his love and waited long enough for Logan to put them back on before pouncing. A yelp sounded out as Virgil did so before turning into a moan as he attached his lips to the other’s neck, sucking a mark into the skin. His hands cupped his finance’s chest, squeezing the soft skin before moving to pinch at the nipples. Logan gasped from it, arching into his touch as he teased the flesh.

“Nmm~” Logan moaned, voice muffled by his closed lips as Virgil nipped at his neck. He moved one hand down his fiance’s torso, touch light and teasing. He peppered kisses down his throat and chest until his mouth wrapped around the nipple his hand had abandoned. “Aah~” Logan’s body was an instrument that Virgil had worked hard at learning how to tune, and his reward was the pretty melody the man created as he was pleasured and teased.

The wandering hand dipped lower to Logan’s waistband, tugging lightly at it before moving to pull down the zipper. Once done, his fingers moved up to fiddle with the button. It took some time, as he was using one hand while multitasking with the other one and his mouth, but he managed to get it undone. The Emo released Logan’s nipple from his mouth, blowing gently on it to make the man beneath him shiver before capturing his lips again. As he did so, he dipped his hand into Logan’s underwear.

His fingers ran through Logan’s pubic curls, gently pressing against his folds. Logan quivered from his touch, hips rolling as he slipped between the lips to rub against his clit. “Mmmm~” Logan’s pleasured noises were muffled from the kiss, but Virgil could feel them as well hear them. His middle finger circled around the bud, working his finance up. His fingers then slid further down, massaging the inside of the folds as he made his way towards Logan’s entrance.

When his first finger slipped inside, Logan keened as his inner walls fluttered. “That feel good, Babe?” Virgil asked after breaking the kiss, allowing the other’s noises to ring out in the apartment.

“Y-yes.” Logan gasped, one hand clenching at the hoodie while the other one lifted up to grip onto tight black curls. Virgil groaned as his hair was tugged. He circled his finger inside, making his fiance squirm beneath him, before curling it as he gave a slow drag down. Logan’s hips bucked causing Virgil to hiss as his wrist tweaked.

“Hold on, bad angle.” Virgil pulled his hand out, causing Logan to whine in frustration. “Lemme just- here.” He pulled back, moving to lay back on the other end of the couch. “Come here.” he instructed, motioning the other man over. “Back against my chest.” Logan hurried to follow, turning sharply to sit in Virgil’s lap. An elbow got him in the ribs by accident, causing him to grunt.

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” After a bit more adjusting, Logan’s back was flushed against his chest with both their legs stretched out on the couch. Virgil brought his fingers up to his finance’s mouth, whispering softly in his ear, “Let’s get these a bit more wet for you.” Wordlessly, Logan opened up and took in three digits, swirling his tongue around them. Virgil groaned as the man diligently coated them, the dedication that was put in utterly mesmerising.

When they were deemed wet enough, he pulled them out of Logan’s mouth and returned to the inside of the man’s underwear. He teased the clit again, rubbing his slick fingers against the swollen nub, before slipping down again to enter inside. The angle was much better. Logan moaned as Virgil pumped a finger in and out, curling it against his walls while the other rolled his hips to grind his clit against the palm.

A second finger slipped in just as the Emo placed his lips to his fiance’s neck, sucking a mark into the skin. Logan’s back arched, whimpering while Virgil scissored him open. “Fuck- Virgil~”

“That’s my name.” he chuckled, before his voice broke to a groan by Logan’s ass grinding against his cock. He slipped a third finger inside, reaching in as deep as he could and curling his fingers. Logan keened as his fingers found his g-spot. He rubbed against the swollen bit of flesh, driving the man in his lap wild.

“Aaah~ There! Yes!” Logan’s head fell back on his shoulder, mouth agape as he moaned and panted in reaction to Virgil’s onslaught. He got wetter the longer Virgil fucked him with his fingers. “Nmmgk~”

“That’s it, Baby.” Virgil encouraged, kissing whatever he could reach. “You’re close aren’t you?” Logan couldn’t even speak anymore, too wrecked from the fingers that steadily pumped into him over and over. “Go ahead, come for me.” With a sharp inhale and a strangled noise, Logan did just that. Slick coated Virgil’s fingers as the man gushed, walls squeezing around them to keep the digits inside.

Virgil peppered more kisses into Logan’s skin, showering him with affection as he came down. Carefully, he pulled his fingers out, shushing the other man as he whined softly. “Doing okay, Logan?” he asked, his other hand leaving his fiance’s hip to rub at the naked skin of his side. Doing so caused Logan to jump.

“How is that hand cold?” he asked in shock, even though it shouldn’t have been a surprise. Virgil’s fingers were cold, that’s just how they were.

“I mean, that wasn’t the hand inside you so...” The Emo shrugged and smirked, snickering when Logan huffed and shoved at him.

“You’re incorrigible.” Shifting in Virgil’s lap, he took note that the man was still hard. “I think it’s my turn to be inside you.” Hearing that, Virgil flushed but grinned.

“I’ll get the strap-on.”

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Happy Anniversary

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Roman Week Day Seven, Polyamsanders!

Content: Lingerie, Cross-Dressing, Skirt kink, Garters, Strip Tease, Lap Dances, Sexy Dancing, Light Nipple Play, Masturbation, Exhibitionism, Spit as Lube, Come Shot, Coming Untouched, Implied Threesome

Pairing: Roloceit

Word Count: 1670

“You boys ready?” Roman called out from behind the bathroom door, excited for his little show. He heard conformation and grinned before turning the knob. He opened it just a crack, careful to not let himself be seen. “Alexa, play my sexy playlist.” Vaguely he heard the little home device respond before the opening notes of Toxic by Britney Spears began to play.

He opened the door right as the word baby was uttered, smirking at the way his boyfriends’ eyes widened while he draped himself against the door. He was wearing a dark blue corset with yellow accents, hugging his waist and resting just below his nipples. Upon his legs were black knee high fishnet stockings, held up by a garter belt that hid beneath a yellow mini skirt.

Roman ran a hand down his chest as the song continued to play, moving slow and tantalizing as Britney claimed the man in her song should have a warning. He sunk to his knees right after, in time with the words falling, before crawling across the floor to the two men who sat on their respective chairs.

When he got close to them, he sat up on his knees and arched his back. Once more he let his hand trail down his torso before letting it reach down to his groin and rolled his hips in time with the lyrics ‘give me it’. He turned around and stood back up, moving slowly so his darlings could get a good look at how amazing his ass looked in that skirt. Once fully upright, he swung his hips side to side while he looked over his shoulder.

Logan was wide eyed as his hands clutched at his knees, digging into the fabric as he watched with intense heat. Janus had a looser posture, leaning back in his seat as he watched through half lidded eyes. Different reactions but both obviously affected. Perfect. Biting his bottom lip, he took note of how both of them zeroed in on it. So he licked his lips instead and felt a hit of pleasure when Logan copied the movement.

He spun around then, the skirt twirling at his thighs, and sauntered his way towards the stiff nerd. He pushed at Logan’s chest, forcing the man to lean back in the chair and have his arms fall away while he climbed into his lap. Just in time for the chorus. Roman folded his arms behind his head and arched his back, rolling his hips in time to the beat. Like a good boy, Logan kept his hands to himself. As a reward, Roman trailed his finger up the other’s neck to the tip of the chin, using it to lift his head up. Licking his lips, the performing man leaned in close until he was but centimeters aware from a kiss. Only to pull back and remove himself from Logan’s lap entirely with a teasing smirk. His darling geek in glasses looked so helpless and lost, it was adorable.

Roman sauntered his way to Janus next, stopping right in front of him. He placed his hands on his neck, sensually touching it as he lolled his head back, hips swaying to the music. At every drag of a word on the song, he lowered into a squat before rising back up.

“It’s taking over me~”

Roman turned around at that, bending over and gripping the ends of his skirt. He lifted it up to flash his panty covered ass, the silky material matching his corset, and swayed it back and forth in time with the violin sounding instrumental bit just for his man. The groan that was released sent shivers down his spine. With a smirk, he stood up straight again and moved his hands to the skirt’s waistband instead. It was an elastic material, making it easy for him to stretch it as he dragged it down his body.

When it moved past his thighs, he released it and let gravity pull it the rest of the way down before stepping out of it. He kicked it aside before turning to face Janus once more. The chorus began once more as he enacted his next move. He moved his hands down his body, sliding over his hips and down to his thighs while moving into a squat. Once his hands were on his knees, he pulled his legs apart. He didn’t miss the way those two toned eyes focused on his crotch, where his half hard member twitched away behind the panty’s covering.

Moving to sit on his knees, Roman rolled his hips in the air. He reached back to grab his ankles and arch his back more as he did it, helping give his groin more attention since Janus seemed so enthralled by it. It didn’t last long however, as he released his ankles and closed his legs back up before rolling onto his knees. It gave another view of his ass, which he shook before crawling his way over to the bed. He used the bedpost to pull himself up before looking back at his fellas.

Both had turned their office chairs around to watch him, Logan still dazed while Janus was palming himself through his jeans. The sight caused Roman to bite his lips, his erection getting fuller. He rolled his body against the bedpost like it was a pole at a strip club before turning to face his boyfriends fully. He reached for the corset’s front zipper, pulling it down slowly while he swung his hips.

When it unzipped fully, the clothing fell away from him, landing with a soft thud upon the floor. Janus let out a whistle, making him grin while his hands moved slowly up his torso. His fingers traced circles around his nipples when they reached them, biting his bottom lip at the little tingles of pleasure it gave him. He moved his hands down again and looped his fingers through the soft lacey fabric of his garter belt. He teasing lowered it over his hips before pulling it back up. One hand moved away, reaching to palm his cock and helping it reach full mast.

The tip peeked over the waistband of his panties and both men let out loud groans at the sight. The song began to come to close and Roman decided it was to pull out the big stop. Pulling his panties down to where the garter connected with his stockings, he saw down the bed and spread his legs as far as he could with his sort of restraints. He trailed his fingers up his inner thighs, quivering from both the touch and the intensity of the other men’’ stares. He gripped his cock just as the song came to an end.

The next one on the playlist began to pour out the speakers, Wonderland by Natalia Kills, but Roman paid little attention to it. The song for his little strip show was over and now he could focus on the final event. Laying back on the bed, he rolled his hips as his hand began to pump his erection. Breathy sounds left his mouth as he touched himself, quiet under the sound of the music.

“Alexa lower volume sixty percent.”

Roman shivered at Logan’s sudden voice, the man finally verbalizing. His voice sounded rough and deep, full of arousal. The music quieted at his command, making it easier to hear the sounds Roman made. He lifted his head to look back at his lovers. Logan’s eyes burned marks into them with the heat in which he stared, holding tightly to the arms of his chair as if it was the one thing keeping him back from pouncing onto Roman. Janus had lost his composure, face flushed as he panted. He had at some point unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out, tugging at it in time to Roman’s own hand.

“You like watching me Darlings?” he gasped out, trying to tease them further. He gave a little twist at the head, making his toes curl into the carpet as he moaned. “Wanna touch me so badly don’t you?”

“Yes.” Logan spoke, his voice a near growl. It did things to Roman, making his back arch as he groaned softly. He let go of himself briefly, lifting his hand up to lick it. His action made Janus moan, the sound going straight to his cock. When his palm was good and wet, he returned it to his erection and began to pump faster.

“Aaha~ So close~” he moaned out, eyes slipping closed as the pleasure built up. “Don’t look away or you’ll miss the finale~” He moved his hand faster, losing himself to the touch and knowledge that he had his lovers’ full attention. One last pull and he was over the edge, coming with a shout while he painted himself in white. Over the rush of blood in his ears, he could hear Janus and Logan give off deep guttural moans.

When he came down from the high of climax, he sat up on his elbows and took note that Janus was just as messy as he was while Logan’s eyes were squeezed shut as he shook in his seat. “Did you come untouched Logan?” he asked in silent awe.

“Yes.” the bespectacled man admitted, heat blooming in his cheeks as his eyes reopened. He didn’t shy away though, instead meeting Roman’s gaze. “You made for a very erotic sight.” Roman grinned at that, pleased that his performance had been just that good for the poindexter.

“Certainly the best anniversary present I’ve ever received.” Janus said as means of agreement, catching his breath.

“Well if you gentlemen enjoyed that, I suggest you recover and get over here quickly. My next show requires audience participation.” Roman laughed as the two men scrambled to get up and rush to him. And as he was pounced on, his laughter turned to moans while his lovers showed him just how much they enjoyed that idea.

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Heather and Heather and Heather

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Roman’s Week day Six, Free day! This is also the squeal to last year’s free day Let the Beat Drop.

Content: Cross-Dressing, Lingerie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Anal Fingering, Riding, Masturbating, Praise Kink, Clothing Kink, Skirt Kink, Roleplaying (sorta, mostly joking around)

Pairing: Anaroceit with Romantic Roceit and Romantic Prinxiety

Word Count: 2390

Roman giggled as he and his boyfriends stumbled into his apartment, the buzz from the Halloween party fading but the giddiness of being with his boys still going strong. It also helped that he was horny and about to get some. “Home sweet home~” he singsonged, kicking off his red heels at the entry. “Heather, Heather, let’s head to the bedroom. I’m ready for some Big Fun.” He snickered at his little reference while taking off his wig as he headed for his room.

He and the other two had dressed up as the Heathers, with him being Heather Chandler. Red was his color after all and he had his boyfriends wrapped around his finger. Dee was Heather McNamara as he was fond of the color yellow. Which left Virgil as Heather Duke, and while he didn’t typically wear green, the color did look good on him. Real good.

Honestly both men looked sexy as hell in their mini skirts. It was one of the reasons they were in this situation to begin with.

Entering his room, Roman set the wig down on his night stand before flopping onto the bed. Both men followed right after, also losing their wigs and heels. Dee raised a brow as he caught sight of a chair set a little ways from the bed. “I see you were prepared.” he drawled, making his way to it. Virgil turned his head to see what he was talking about before snickering.

“Hope the view’ll be good.” the Emo taunted before making his way to the bed. Heat pooled in Roman’s groin as he took in the lustful look in the man’s eyes. He opened his legs invitingly, making space for his pale lover as he crawled onto the mattress.

“Fuck off, you cheat.” Dee grumbled out, sitting down in the chair and crossing his arms.

“Oh look Heather’s going to whine whine whine all night~”

“Shut up Heather!” Roman groaned out, though there was a smile on his lips. He enjoyed references being made, and he knew the bickering wasn’t for real. But he was horny and wanted to get fucked.

“Sorry Heather.” Both men sighed out before all three broke into laughter. Roman’s laugh cut off into a moan as a clever hand slipped up his skirt and palmed his cock.

“That’s more like it.” he purred out, opening his legs more to give Virgil easier access. The hand rubbed slowly, teasing Roman and working him up further. Just like back at the party. Driving him mad with his slow intimate touches when no one could see. No wonder Dee called him a cheat.

Or maybe he was just a sore loser.

“Haven’t you teased him enough tonight?” Dee called out from his seat, acting bored as he watched Virgil touch him. “Poor thing has been aching for you all night after all.” Red stained Roman’s cheeks, embarrassment filling him at being called out like that. But Dee was right. He had been aching. “If you insist on teasing him still, at least get your fingers inside him. His hole is probably begging for something inside it.” The words pulled a whine out of him, his flush spreading as his toes curled.

“Backseat driver.” Virgil grumbled, but he pulled down Roman’s panites (he committed fully to his costume) all the same. He pulled away to get the lube out from the nightstand and coated his fingers. The shared lover sighed out in pleasure when a finger finally pressed inside. As Virgil worked him open, he leaned down and stole his lips in a kiss. They were slow and soft, making Roman feel mushy on top of aroused.

“Mmmm.” Roman broke the kiss at that sound, an all too familiar moan that did not belong to either him or Virgil. Turning his head, leaving his neck open to kisses that his Emo love was happy to bestow, he spotted Dee. Who had his skirt pulled up and his cock out. Lazily stroking himself as he watched Virgil stretch Roman open.

“Fuck.” he said quietly, shivering at the sight. Having Dee masturbate while watching them was way too erotic. All the more so with that skirt on. “Aah~” A second finger entered him, scissoring inside. It pulled his attention back to Virgil, who had pulled back from attacking his neck.

“You’re so pretty like this.” the Emo complimented, crooking his fingers and making Roman mewl. “Should fuck you in a skirt more often.”

“I agree, he looks extra enticing with one on.”

“You’re ah- you’re ones to talk. Mmm~ You look so hot in yours.” It was almost unfair really, how hot the other men looked. A third finger entered and Roman gasped. He rolled his hips back onto the digits, pulling them in deeper while Virgil searched for his prostate. “Aahh~” He found it.

“You should move faster, Roman’s going to be an old man by the time you’re done.”

“Or maybe you’re just impatient.”

Roman rolled his eyes at the bickering, reaching up to tug at Virgil’s hair. The surprised moan he managed to pull out made him smirk in victory. “Focus less on fighting and more on fucking me.” he suggested, though really it was more like an order. His darling boyfriend nodded, pulling his fingers out and making him groan at the empty feeling. Before Virgil could pull away once more to gather the condom, Dee was suddenly there, holding it out to him.

“Thanks.” the Emo muttered and Dee shrugged and smirked before returning to his seat. Once again, he took his cock out and stroked himself.

“You should let Roman ride you.” he suggested while squeezing the base of his erection. “We worked him up so much, it’s only fair he takes what he wants until he’s satisfied.” Roman moaned at that idea, more than happy with it. Virgil seemed to like it too with the quiet groan he gave.

“Yeah okay.” he agreed, moving to lay on the bed next to Roman. He reached down to pull off his own underwear (not panties, but that was okay). “Should I keep the costume on?” he asked, looking to the dramatic man for his opinion. Roman hummed thoughtfully before shaking his head.

“You’ll overheat with that top. Better get it off.” He sat up and helped Virgil strip out of the costume. Once the guy was stripped of all but the skirt, Roman shoved him back down. “Hmmm this is quite a good look for you.” he murmured, running his hands down the pale torso. Virgil shuddered from his touch and Roman felt a thrill from it. Licking his lips, he took the condom that had been abandoned on the bed and wrapped it over the Emo’s cock. The shaky moan that came from the man beneath him was enticing.

Grabbing the lube, he poured some into his hand and coated the covered cock with it. He then tossed the bottle to Dee, who was caught by surprise and nearly dropped it. “You don’t wanna get chafed.” Roman teased, smirking at his other lover before bringing his attention back to Virgil.

He straddled over his waist and held onto the other’s erection as he lined himself up. With a deep breath, he pressed it inside and began to lower himself onto it. “Fuck!” Virgil cursed out, groaning while his hands gripped Roman’s hips. Once he managed to get the other fully sheathed inside, Roman began to remove his own top. Doing so caused him to wiggle about, making Virgil grind inside him. Once the top was off, he braced himself on Virgil’s chest and began to lift himself up. He moved about halfway before dropping back down, gasping at how deep he was able to get the other in him. “Hmm that’s it, bounce on your winner like he’s your favorite toy.”

“Aah shit.” Roman gasped, beyond turned on by Dee’s sudden words. He hadn’t been expecting commentary like that, but damn if it didn’t like a fire in him. Turning his head, he watched with heated eyes as the man in question pumped his hand faster on his cock. He actually looked affected now, with sweat beading on his brow and eyes watching them with hunger. Well if it was a show he wanted, Roman was happy to oblige.

Keeping his eyes locked on Dee, he lifted himself back up. Going higher until just the tip remained. Then he sunk down hard and fast, arching his back with a moan as it hit his prostate dead on. “Fuck yes!” Virgil gripped his hips tighter, thrusting back up into him with a groan. The two quickly fell into a pattern, with Roman bouncing in Virgil’s lap with vigor while the man met him thrust for thrust.

“Fuck Ro- so good!” Virgil moaned out, eyes slipping shut as Roman rode him. Roman was tempted to do the same, but he was enjoying the sight of his boyfriends’ faces as they grew closer to climax. He bounced faster, letting his ass fall down with a loud smack every time. His skirt teased his erection with each move of his hips, the fabric tickling the head while precome, no doubt, dirtied it up. Then there was Virgil’s skirt, rubbing between his thighs and brushing his balls every move back down.

“We need to wear skirts while fucking more often.” he panted out, thrilled to find he could still find new exciting things to do with either lover.

“It certainly paints a pretty picture.” Dee groaned out, and Roman looked just in time to see him squeeze the base of his cock tightly. He was getting close and that made Roman want to bring it up a notch. With a wicked grin, he ceased his bouncing and proceeded to instead gyrate his hips. Virgil choked out a guttural moan, hips shallowly moving while Roman stirred him inside.

The cockhead was pressed right at his prostate, rubbing at it relentlessly. Shockwaves of pleasure coursed through Roman, who let out breathless moans as he wiggled about on his boyfriend’s lap. The best thing about this new tactic however, was that it allowed him to hear the wet sound of his other boyfriend jacking off. “Mmmm fuck-” he could hear Dee pant out, trying to keep quiet but not really succeeding.

Biting his lip, Roman reached down and lifted up his skirt to better reveal his dripping cock and show off his ass as it stretched over Virgil’s erection. He returned back to bouncing, small shallow things to drive Virgil up the wall while looking back over to Dee. The moment they locked eyes, Roman licked his lips and let one hand drop down to squeeze himself. With an arch of his back, he moaned loud and that was all that was needed to bring Dee over the edge.

Hearing the man cry out, Roman grinned victoriously before dropping the skirt and bracing his hands back onto Virgil’s chest. He moved his hips faster, setting up a bruising pace as he focused on the Emo entirely. Virgil moaned helplessly, moving to meet his movements as well as he could. “Yes fuck! Fuck! So good!” The praises fell from the man’s lips like it was the very air he breathed, and Roman moaned from it all.

“Feel so full.” he gasped out, whimpering as he got closer to the breaking point. “Stars above you’re so deep.”

“Aaahh I’m close- Babe-”

Roman whimpered, squeezing around the other as his thighs pushed up again. “T-touch me!” he begged, and Virgil rushed to comply. The Emo’s hand felt heavenly on his cock, pumping him fast to help get him to the end. “Yes!” Hands scrambled to keep their hold on Virgil’s chest as Roman moved his hips almost harshly. “Yes yes yes!”

Suddenly Virgil’s hips snapped up and the man groaned deeply while his body shook. The condom began to expand, filling Roman up more as his lover spilled his seed in it. With a shout, Roman followed, come covering the underside of his skirt and Virgil’s hand. When the two came done, they were gasping for breath.

With shaking legs, Virgil pulled the other out of him before flopping over on the bed. “This was a great idea.” he managed to get out, a dopey smile on his lips while Virgil took the condom off and threw it away.

“I have to agree.” Dee commented lightly, finally getting up from the chair while he wiped his hand clean on his costume. He was the only one still full dressed.

“Yeah same.” Virgil muttered out, stepping out of his skirt completely and returning to the bed. Roman, too, decided to remove his skirt, doing so with a crinkled nose. It would need to be dry cleaned. The thigh high socks came next, as Roman preferred having his feet breath when he slept.

Settling back down on the bed, he cozied up next to Virgil before noticing that Dee was heading for the door. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, making his other boyfriend freeze like a deer in headlights.

“Home?” he said, though it was really more like a question.

“Nope. You’re getting out of that and coming over here to cuddle.” he demanded before pausing. “If that’s okay.” he added, looking at both men. Virgil gave a shrug and a thumbs up, already getting comfy as he settled into the blanket.

“So long as he’s not a blanket hog.” was all he said on the matter. Chestnut brown eyes looked back to Dee, who seemed to weigh his options for a moment. A minute of silence passed before he made his choice. Walking back into the room, he began to strip himself of his outfit until he was just in his underwear. Like Roman, he also decided on panties. They were the only thing he kept on as he slipped under the covers and pressed himself to Roman’s other side.

It was a little cramped, but there was enough space for all three of them. A wide grin spread on Roman’s lips as all three settled, both men wrapping their arms around him. “Hmm yes, this is perfect.” he sighed out, warm and pleased.

“Yes Heather.” both men sleepily agreed, making him giggle. Yes, this had been a great idea indeed.

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