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marlena-immortale · 1 year
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How long into relationship with every må member do you think it would take to sleep together? Like a few weeks or on the first date ?
Vic: The least amount of time, she's a woman who knows exactly what she wants and she goes for it. If she wants you, she'd have you in her bed the same night she first lays eyes on you.
Ethan: For him, it would probably be fairly quick but he still takes his time making sure. He likes to build a bit of a connection first so he can really figure out what you like in bed beforehand.
Thomas: He likes to be respectful and play by the rules, so a few dates before sex is necessary. Plus that way he can really get to know you and see where the relationship is going before taking that next step. But it could still be casual, he's definitely down for a friends with benefits type of deal.
Damiano: He's someone who looks slutty on the outside, but is a total softie on the inside. He likes to wait the longest, maybe going so far as to wait till you're exclusive and serious about starting a relationship together. But the wait will absolutely be worth it. He likes to make it special once he finally does sleep with you.
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Third Lesson of Good Manners: Keep Quiet
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Pairing: Ethan x Damiano x Fem!Reader
summary: your third encounter with Ethan, this time someone will join, at least at the beginning, but how will this evening end?
word count: 2,7k
contents: SMUT, dirty talk, daddy kink, hair pulling, choking, spanking, rough sex, unptotected sex, humiliation
author’s note: well i hope i at least won’t disappoint after such a long break
Måsterlist | tåglist
PREVIOUS LESSONS:
✨FIRST LESSON ✨SECOND LESSON
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Another boring day has passed. After leaving the office, you stood at the bus stop, daydreaming a little, your vision got blurry, and noises mixed into white noise. The vibrating phone in your pocket brought you back to reality.
“Ciao, stronza” The sweet welcome was followed by Vic’s chuckle.
“Hey, to what do I owe the pleasure?” You narrowed your eyes, trying to see the bus, but sadly it was late again.
“You thought you could just go on for two weeks without telling me what happened at that party? I was busy, but now I need to know everything…”
Truth be told, you didn’t want to share with anyone details of what happened between you and Ethan. Vic was your dear friend, but what you had with Ethan seemed a bit too intimate. Especially since she knew him so well, and you weren’t exactly sure if she was aware of what he was capable of.
“Vic, what are you even talking about? I got a bit drunk and had a nice time.” You shamelessly lied.
“Yeah, right. It’s the second time you and Edgar disappear somewhere for a while and get back sweaty and a mess. Who are you trying to fool?”
You sighed.
“Yeah alright, even if, what am I supposed to tell you, hmm?” You asked, biting your lip.
“Preferably all the juicy details,” she said, and you could hear the grin in her voice.” 
“Vic, I’m in public, maybe some other time? I love you but I need to run.” You smiled at the sight of the approaching bus.
“Boo-hoo, you won’t get away with this, I’ll steal you for some serious gossiping on Saturday.”
“And…what’s on Saturday?” You frowned.
“Shit, I forgot to text you, sorry. Just pretend that you knew earlier please, Ethan will kill me.”
Your body tensed up at the sound of his name. 
“Ethan? So what’s tomorrow, will I ever find out?” You sounded a bit too impatient which you realized when the words escaped your mouth.
“Easy tiger, Ethan is making a little party in his flat, he just moved. And since he doesn't have your number, he asked me to let you know.” You haven’t replied right away. “Hello? Have you died from excitement or…” Vic scoffed
“No?! Shut up Vic I swear, you let your imagination run a little too wild. Thanks for the invite, I got to go. Love you.” 
You ended the call before she had a chance to say something else. Your heart was racing, and filling you with shameful thoughts. Or at least ones you shouldn’t necessarily have in public. But you couldn’t help the grin which appeared on your face at the very thought of meeting him again. 
You could barely sleep at night, instead, you went through your closet, trying to find a decent outfit. You knew how he liked you in short skirts, so the choice was simple. Short skirt with easy access to your lacy panties, red this time. Tight-fitting top, with flattering cleavage. And a choker. You couldn't help yourself. 
The next evening you showed up fashionably late, or maybe just late because you once again got stuck in traffic. Ethan opened the door with a smirk and looked you up and down. He was wearing jeans and a black tank top, which only emphasized his muscles.
“Look who decided to finally show up. I started thinking you got tired of me.” He slowly licked his lips. Your cheeks were burning.
“How could I?” You smiled innocently and handed him a wine bottle. He moved aside and let you in. 
His flat was just what you expected. Old building, renovated inside. Vintage furniture, a shelf full of vinyl collection, walls covered in art, and a piano. You weren’t sure how many rooms there were, but it was surely bigger than the flat Vic had. 
He quickly abandoned you and disappeared into the kitchen. You kept walking around until you found Vic and kissed her cheek. Thankfully, before she started interrogation, you felt a firm grip on your arm.
“Here you are. Mind if I steal her for a moment?” Ethan said to Vic in a playful tone.
“Oh, she’s all yours.” Vic winked and walked away to Thomas, who started dancing at the coffee table.
“What do you need me for?” You asked, pretending that you wouldn’t accept literally anything he’d offer you.
“Have a little patience, hmm?” He growled into your ear, which was enough to give you goosebumps.
He led you to the dark corridor where Damiano was leaning against the wall, watching you with a smirk.
“Hey.” You said quietly.
“So polite.” Ethan mocked you. “Alright, here's the deal. In case you thought I forgot about that vase you destroyed last time I saw you, I’m here to remind you that I still remember.”
“It belonged to my Nonna,” Damiano said in a low, husky voice, slowly shaking his head.
“Exactly. So I think you should somehow make it up to my dear friend.” Ethan said and looked at you with a cocky smile.
“Ummm…” You looked at him, and then Damiano, then again at Ethan. 
“Such a silly slut, it’s almost cute.” Ethan patted your head. “Well since you’re only good at one thing, I figured you could be Damia’s toy for the night. Do you agree?” He asked with softness in his eyes. Besides it being all fun and games, you knew he wouldn’t force you to do anything against your will. You looked at Damiano, scanning his body, a bit too openly.
“I agree.” You said with a smirk. Damiano wasn't the type of man you’d refuse to have fun with. He grinned at your words and gently gripped your chin, lifting your face.
“You won’t regret it,” Damiano said in a husky voice.
“Behave,” Ethan whispered into your ear before leaving you two alone.
“So…” you said quietly, staring into Damiano’s eyes with an innocent face. “How may I serve you?” You bit your lip and smiled.
Damiano grinned and moved closer, making you walk backwards and press your back against the wall. He stroked your side and placed his hand on your hip.
“I could take some edge off, it’s been a long week.” He said and grabbed your chin with the other hand. Damiano moved even closer and started pressing his thigh between your legs. You let out a quiet sigh which made him smirk even more.
“I’ll gladly help.” You looked at him with lust, feeling his growing bulge pressing against your hip. 
He grabbed your chin tighter and leaned down to kiss you. He savoured your lips at first, but quickly let the passion win and deepened the kiss. You sighed and cupped his face, nibbling on his lip. Soon later his hands started wandering over your body, squeezing your breast, roaming over your back just to find your ass and give it some attention as well. You were both getting breathless, lost in the kiss, getting more rough and hungry for more every minute. Damiano suddenly moved away and looked deeply into your eyes with his hooded and darkened ones. He smirked and grabbed your hand. you saw a door which he opened and pulled you inside. It was a guest bathroom, he lit a small mirror light and closed the door. 
“How cosy…” you mumbled and looked at him with a grin.
“Shut up…” he said in a breathy voice. His hands were all over you once again. Damiano swiftly picked you up and sat at the edge of the washing machine. As soon as he did so, he pulled your top off you and threw it aside. You gasped as the cool air hit your nipples, already hardening from his touch. he cupped them and leaned to kiss you again. He started playing with your nipples, making you gasp into the kiss. He stood close, so close that you felt his cock hardening against your wet  pussy. You reached to his trousers and started toying with the belt. He moved away and removed them while staring at you with hungry eyes. The wet stain on your panties got even bigger, which he obviously noticed. His cock was pressing on his boxers, which he removed soon after. It bounced and made you hum quietly at his size. He smirked even more and stepped closer. Damiano grabbed your hair in a firm grip.
“I need you to wrap your beautiful lips around my cock and show me how sorry you are,” he whispered against your lips.
You nodded silently and jumped off the washing machine, going immediately down on your knees. He gave himself a few strokes, watching you below him, with your mouth open.
“Such a good slut…” he grumbled and slapped your tongue with his cock a few times, letting you feel how heavy it is. 
Moments later your mouth was wrapped around him, taking him slowly but deeper with every head bob. He tangled his fingers in your hair and started making noises, soft grunts filled the room. You felt that your pussy was dripping from the sounds he was making, which only encouraged you to go faster, deeper and be better for him. Damiano started thrusting his hips and pulling your head down on himself harder. Your eyes watered, and you pinned your claws in his thighs. He finally came hard, pilling himself down your throat, his loud moans made your pussy twitch. Once you sucked him dry, choking on his cum a little, he lifted your chin up and looked at you with hooded eyes and pink cheeks.
“Fuck baby that was good.” He pulled you up from the floor and kissed you deeply, tasting himself on your lips. 
“I’m glad I could make you happy,” you said, trying to catch a breath.
He walked closer and sat you on the washing machine again. He knelt in front of you and reached under your skirt. His finger brushed your underwear.
“You’re so soaked…I can’t let you go like this.” He smirked and kissed your inner thigh. 
He pulled your panties down and threw them on the pile of clothes. Damiano parted your legs and hooked one of them over his shoulder. He moved his face closer and dragged his rough tongue over your pussy. You moaned and arched your back. He chuckled and moved his hands under your ass to keep you in place. He started with slow, long licks, which later turned into him sucking and flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue. You couldn’t keep quiet, your moans got louder and out of control. You kept pulling on his hair, wriggling, trying to get more friction. As you were about to cum, the door opened and made you both stop.
“You just can’t keep quiet, can you?” Ethan looked mad, he stood there with his arms folded on his chest. 
Damiano stood up and wiped his mouth. You sat straight, trying to cover yourself. 
“Oh please, don’t play coy. You’re such a damn slut that you’ll act like an animal, like a fucktoy just for anyone? You were supposed to serve him, not get any pleasure yourself.” He looked at Damiano who acted very guilty.
“I’m sorry, I thought…” You mumbled.
“Stop. You want to scream like a whore so that a whole party could hear you? To let them know what kind of greedy slut you are? You’ll have it.” He said through gritted teeth. 
Ethan grabbed your hand and only let you throw on your top before pulling you towards the corridor. He led you, pantyless, all sweaty and worked up, through the living room full of guests, and pushed you into his bedroom. It wasn’t big, but very tasteful. As you’d expect.
“I’m sorry…” you started.
“No. Too late for that.” Ethan walked closer to you and hooked his finger under your choker to pull you closer. “Now I’ll just have to punish you.” 
You nodded, enchanted by his deep, brown eyes. His hand gripped your throat, pulling you into a deep and passionate kiss. Ethan snuck his hand under your skirt and moaned softly as he brushed his fingers against your soaked cunt.
“Fuck…” he looked at you and moved away. He swiftly pushed you onto the bed and trapped you beneath himself. Your hands were pinned above your hand, his other hand was teasing your folds. You whined and arched your back, wanting much more than this. 
“You’re so damn greedy…want daddy to fuck your stupid brains out? Wanna show my guests who owns you and can only make you scream?” He growled into your ear.
“Yes…yes please.” You mumbled. “Please, Daddy.” 
Ethan smirked and got off you. He got rid of his clothes and started playing with his hardening cock. His eyes didn’t leave your body for a second. He walked closer again, making you breathe more heavily, at the very idea of what he might do to you. He grabbed your legs and in one move turned you around on your stomach. A sharp pain as he smacked your ass made you squeak.
“On all fours, be a good girl.” He rubbed your red skin.
You obediently got in the position he wanted to have you in, and realised that a big mirror was in front of you. You caught his eyes, and he smirked.
“Oh yes, I want you to see how pathetic you are.” 
He moved on the bed behind you and started teasing your folds with his tip. He took his sweet time, making you whine and try to back out on his cock. He smacked you again and gripped your hair, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. Ethan forced your legs further apart so that your pussy was all ready and open for him.
“Look, so needy, just dripping all over me to get this cock, hmm?” He looked at your reflection and pushed all the way in, in one push. 
You moaned loudly, for a moment forgetting about the guests in the other room. He kept his hand on your back, the other tightly gripping your hair. Ethan made sure both he and you can see the faces you were making as he kept slamming deep inside you. 
“So whose cock is better, hmm? Who do you belong to, you whore?!” He spat out while speeding up his thrusts. 
His dark hair was moving with his every move, tickling your oversensitive skin, his fingers were digging deep into your hips, leaving bruises for the next day. The wet noises filled the room, mixed with your moans and whines and his low grunts.
“Who do you belong to?!” He asked louder.
“I belong to you, Daddy!” You screamed, failing to keep eye contact. 
It got messy, fast breathy and full of noises. You kept scratching his thighs, trying to pull him deeper, he kept pulling your hair, leaving bites on your back, scratching you, slamming into you and fucking you into oblivion. Ethan was hitting every spot, stretching you so well. He once again pulled your hair to make you watch as he came with a loud moan, filling you with his hot cum. Just from seeing that and hearing how good you made him feel, you came screaming, trembling and collapsing under him. 
You lasted like that for a moment, both of you coming harder than ever. He finally softened and slipped out of you. Ethan rolled you on your back and sat between your legs. You felt his cu slowly dripping out of you. He brushed his hands up your sides and hands, gently pinning them above your head. You expected a round two, but instead, he leaned down and kissed you softly, caressing your cheek. once he broke off the kiss he looked down at you with a blissful smile. 
“You’re in trouble, miss,” he said in a raspy voice.
“What did I do now?” You asked with raised eyebrows. He kissed your nose and kept looking at your face in such a way you’d never seen him look before. Ethan sighed and rest his head on your chest, carefully not to squeeze you. He wrapped his arms around you.
“You got me addicted to yourself. Maybe I’m not mad about that. Maybe I could get used to having you here more often.” 
You silently started playing with his hair and placed a soft kiss on his head. And you could swear you felt his heart beating faster at that same moment.
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mme-snow · 1 year
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Free use with Måneskin Headcanons ♡
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These are just some of my thoughts regarding how Måneskin would use a free use agreement!
Cw: established relationship, f!reader, cnc
Damiano
oh, he'd be a fan
we all know how comfortable damiano is in his skin and with his sexuality (as are all of them)
i also think he'd be very experimental, wanting to try most things at least once, so when you brought up the topic he was game immediately
it didn't take long for him to cash in on the agreement, practically vibrating with excitement as he spotted that one necklace around your neck
he'd spend the day bending you over furniture whenever you were least expecting it, leaving you a shaky and drooling mess every time
i also think he'd use it in a rather exhibitionistic way, mainly using it to fuck you while you have guests in the other room, hands held tightly behind your back so you could barely muffle your moans and whines for him
while i don't think it'd be one of his top kinks, i think he'd like it
"fuck, i can't believe you're letting me do this, amore. y'know the rest of the band is downstairs, you want them to hear you being a slut for me? better stay quiet then if you don't~"
Victoria
in victoria's case, i think she'd constantly be a pain
the second she sees the consent necklace she's teasing and touching you until you're practically dripping for her
then she'd bring you to the brink of an orgasm, just to pull away. multiple times.
usually she likes doing this by either eating you out or fingering you, but sometimes she'll experiment with having you ride her thigh maybe
of course she'd be clothed (at least wearing pants) while you'd be naked, making you drag your dripping cunt all over the rough denim of her jeans all while teasing you
she'd only let up after she's decided you've begged and made her cum enough
"aww, look at you, cucciola, i've barely done anything and you're already such a mess.. look at what a mess you're making on my jeans, you know how hard that'll be to get out? i don't think you deserve to cum after that"
Ethan
in my opinion he'd use your agreement rather sparingly
in fact you might think he'd already forgotten about it when he first makes use of this agreement
in reality, he just needs to be a certain mood (tense, frustrated, pent up)
so he'd use free use to fuck you hard, using your body as a pliant little toy for his pleasure
he'd have your body thrown over the arm of the couch in a heartbeat, eager hands already having stripped you before
after that it wouldn't take long for him to start pounding into you, not bothering to hit any of your good spots while his fingers dug into the skin of your hips, pulling on your hair, locking you in a chokehold, sure to leave bruises all while reminding you that you were just a doll for him to fuck and use as he pleased
the feeling of being nothing but a toy had you spiraling and coming despite him not hitting that spongy spot inside of you or touching your clit
he was quick to jump onto this though, telling you how your body knew it was just meant to be used by him
"cazzo, puttana, you're so fucking tight around me. just a little toy for me to use and dump my cum in, isn't that right? my dumb little doll"
Thomas
i also think he wouldn't use it often, but when he does he'd be the polar opposite to ethan
he'd just want to make you feel good, take care of you
he'd spend hours buried between your thighs, using his fingers and tongue to get you off again and again
during this he might rut against the bed, whimpering pathetically against your folds as he finally came in his pants almost purely from pleasing you
i do think he'd naturally take a rather submissive role in the bedroom, just wanting you to feel good
he'd feel bad using you to get off, no matter how often you tell him it's okay
"you taste so sweet, dolcezza, fuck- could be here all day long, please, c'mon, i know you can give me one more- just one more, micetta, please-"
A/N: hi! i've never written for måneskin before and i'm a new fan, so i hope it fits in alright!
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gotheskin · 7 months
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hi, my name is jess, my pronouns are (she/they), welcome to gotheskin (mia goth + måneskin), a blog where i will be writing and posting about different celebrities.
about me (in progress)
requests are: open
(be specific in your requests by stating the character(s), & the basic kinks and/or plot points!)
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people i write smut / fluff / angst about are:
måneskin [masterlist here]
damiano david
ethan torchio
victoria de angelis
thomas raggi
one piece live action (2023) [masterlist here]
monkey d. luffy
roronoa zoro
nami
usopp
vinsmoke sanji
koby
captain buggy
dracule mihawk
shanks
dune (2021+24)
paul atreides
chani kynes
princess irulan
feyd-rautha harkonnen
saltburn (2023)
oliver quick
felix catton
venetia catton
margot robbie characters [masterlist here]
naomi lapaglia (wolf of wall street 2013)
harley quinn (suicide squad 2016 / birds of prey 2020 / the suicide squad 2022)
barbie (no smut for barbs, our ace queen) (barbie 2023)
mia goth characters [masterlist here]
(young) pearl (pearl 2022)
maxine minx (x 2022)
pedro pascal characters
joel miller (the last of us 2023)
din djarin (the mandalorian 2019)
misc characters
tiffany valentine (bride of chucky 1998)
tangerine (bullet train 2022)
elvis presley (elvis 2022)
ken (barbie 2023)
hisoka morow (hunter x hunter 1999)
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oro-e-diamanti · 1 year
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#6
Vic or Ethan (or both)
Smutty ofc my dear
Post concert style (cause I’m still not over the whorish night of me literally ending with Vic’s ass a foot away from my face)
"You don't need to be shy. If you want to touch me, then do it."
Vic & Ethan + smut
It’s entirely too hot. Both literally and in the metaphorical sense. The temperature backstage is much too high but maybe you would still be able to deal with that with some water and a fan. But now the band has finished the gig, there’s a photographer and they’re kissing. Thomas and Damiano are keeping it tame, you don’t mind them as much. But Vic and Ethan are positively captivating. You can’t help but stare as they position themselves for the camera, her hand on his neck, his on her waist, both seem almost lost in the kiss.
You’re so caught up in your thoughts, imagining the way their mouths would feel on you, how Ethan could grasp your own waist, how you would bend down ever so slightly to kiss Vic, that you don’t realise the shooting is over. Vic is wiggling her eyebrows at you as she passes you on the way to the backstage room.
“Help me get out of this?” she asks, playing with her top in a way that’s telling you she’s not really asking for innocent help. You both know, this is technically your job – as assistant to their stylist, you’re always on hand to get them in and out of clothes – but it’s no secret that Vic likes to make use of that to fluster you as much as humanly possible.
You follow her into the backstage room like a lost puppy, face already feeling hot. Your situation isn’t improving when you see it’s just her and Ethan in there. Just her, Ethan and you. The door falls shut behind you. Ethan is undressing already and you can’t help but stare until Vic snaps her fingers to get your attention back on her. You’d hate the gesture from anyone else but from her it makes you want to sink to your knees.
“Hey,” she almost barks at you. “You’re meant to help me, not stare at Ethan.”
“Let her stare, you know you would, too,” Ethan smirks but Vic simply shakes her head and gestures to her outfit. She’s covered in fishnets and it seems like she’s not keen on getting out of it by herself. You don’t mind. But your fingers are shaking. It’s impossible not to touch her warm skin as you lift the fishnets to manoeuvre her out of them and your fingertips seem to burn with every touch. The top is gone quickly enough. As you peel the tights over her legs, you go lower and lower, highly aware of your fingers traversing her skin, until you’re actually kneeling in front of her.
The way she’s looking down at you makes you feel like prey. And you’re ready to be devoured.
But you have a job to do. Tapping her feet one by one you make her step out of the little fabric there is before quickly getting back up. You try to ignore her smirk but as you turn towards Ethan, you gasp a little more loudly that necessary upon realising he has dressed down to his boxers and nothing else. As you turn back towards Vic, she’s taking off her bra.
“You don’t need to be shy. If you want to touch me, do it,” she challenges and it’s like her words pull a switch in your brain. You’re on her in a split second, mouth meeting hers in a frenzy, one hand on her chin tilting her head up slightly towards you, one on her breast. You can feel the smirk in her kiss but you can only groan in response. Her nipple hardens under your touch and you grasp onto her tightly.
Suddenly, there a second pair of hands on you, wrapping around you from behind, impatiently wandering over you, squeezing your breasts and tugging at your clothes. Ethan’s lips attach themselves to your neck as he roughly opens the button of your jeans. You let yourself fall completely, quickly becoming unable to distinguish between who is doing what to you but you don’t mind a single bit. None of your insecurites seem to matter any more as long as their hands are on you, even as you’re down to your panties in no time.
Ethan turns you around only to draw you into a heated kiss, his tongue is in your mouth immediately, there’s too much spit and you love it. He doesn’t let you enjoy the sensation for too long before he pulls away with a smirk, letting himself drop onto the couch again. You can’t recall when he lost his underwear but the view you’re now being subjected to is too heavenly to question it.
“I had a feeling you were good for more than just taking our clothes off,” Ethan remarks as he moves his hand along his length. “Why don’t you prove that I’m right?”
You can feel your panties getting wetter from just from his words. You’ve always been weak when it comes to a bit of degradation. There’s not a single second passing between him speaking and you dropping to your knees. The hardwood floor is far from comfortable, but you forget about it quickly enough as you wrap your lips around his tip. There’s hands in your hair, but you realise they’re not Ethan’s.
“Come on, get him nice and wet so he can fuck you properly,” Vic purrs in your ear as she pushes your head down further. You take as much as you can, on the verge of gagging from his size, and grab the rest of him with your hands. Ethan groans above you, a sound that only spurs you on, until Vic pulls at your hair to pull you off him. You gasp at the pain in your scalp but it’s followed by a moan almost immediately.
“I know somewhere else you can put that mouth, too,” she smirks. Ethan gets off the couch as Vic makes a show out of pushing the panties down her legs and you watch completely transfixed. She walks around you to lower herself onto the couch, leaning back against one of the armrest and spreading her legs. The invitation is crystal clear.
You happily crawl between her legs, not wasting a single second before diving in and letting your tongue explore her. She’s warm and wet and the noises she makes as you lick across her pussy and flick her clit have you yearning for more. Her taste is just as sweet as her moans. You let your fingers join, teasingly exploring her hole until she roughly pulls at your hair again and you let two of them enter her, enjoying the way she stretches around them.
You’re so caught up in making Vic feel good, you almost forget about Ethan until the couch dips behind you and he pulls you up to get on all fours, removes your panties and pushes your legs apart to make room. It’s a struggle in the small space, but you make do, too desperate and horny to mind your knee almost slipping off the fabric or being pressed into the backrest or letting your face sink even deeper into Vic’s pussy with almost no space left to move your fingers.
Ethan grabs your hips so hard you know you’ll find bruises tomorrow. He doesn’t prepare you in any way, you realise, as his tip presses against your pussy, slowly entering you. You’re thankful he’s taking his time as the stretch borders on painful, but you’re determined to take him, letting yourself relax around him as you focus on lapping up Vic’s wetness even more eagerly. You mewl when you realise he’s fully inside of you. It’s still tight, but you can feel yourself getting used to it, getting even wetter around him. You push yourself back against him as a sign that you want and need more.
Ethan has no mercy. He’s thrusting into you hard from the beginning and his tempo is ever-increasing. It’s getting more and more difficult to focus on Vic.
“You don’t get to come before I do,” she decides, once again pulling your head up by your hair until you can look at her, making sure you understand. You simply nod, too keen for it all, and she lets you resume your actions with even more vigour than before. She’s close. You focus fully on her clit now, fingers buried deep inside of her, as you keep moving with the force of Ethan’s thrust. It only takes a few more harsh and quick flicks of your tongue and she’s coming undone, moaning and grinding against your face as you drink up what she has to give you. She pushes your head away before it gets too much, letting you rest on her thigh as Ethan doesn’t even falter for a second.
You can feel him everywhere inside of you. He’s getting you close, so close, but it’s not until he unceremoneously tells you to touch yourself, harsh rubs against your clit in time with his strokes, that you finally see stars. Your orgasm seems to last and last as he comes apart and cums into the condom and you almost cry at the fact that you can’t fully feel all of it shoot inside of you. But the pleasure is overwhelming, still, and even as you both finish and he pulls out carefully, there’s a tingling feeling all over your body that doesn’t seem to leave.
Vic lets you rest on her for a little longer, hands softly stroking your hair. Ethan cleans you up, so tenderly it almost feels wrong, before chucking Vic a wet wipe as well. When you finally gather the strength to sit up, he’s already back in his boxers and you miss the view immediately. Vic and Ethan share a look and a smirk.
“Guess you were right,” she grins. “She’s good for a lot more than undressing us.”
Ethan barely spares you any attention as he answers, “Think there’s a few more things she’s up to? She seemed rather eager to prove herself.”
Vic laughs. “Oh, I’m absolutely convinced.”
And when she looks back at you, petting your head and calling you her obedient little thing, you know you’re up for just about anything.
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kaylalovesmaneskin · 1 year
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Angry love
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A/n: Heyy loves IM BACKKK sorry I haven’t been posting lately i have been really busy but im am back with a little cute short story also I just wanted to say that y/n in this story is Italian and Puerto Rican just like me so yea she will speak two different languages also Happy late Easter @ellior1111 @tommy-lee-slash
Paring:Damiano David x fem!reader
Warnings: no that much besides swearing
Summary:dami had pissed you off by playing a prank on you that you got really mad about.
“No fuck you.” You yelled at dami pushing him away from you. (A lil back story) Dami had played a prank on you that you had gotten really mad about and you had began to curse him out. (Back to present) “Listen baby I’m sorry okay i didn’t think that you would get this mad.” He said walking over to you. “Don’t come near me or I will.” “What will you do dear.” He said with a smirk on his face. The next minute the door opens. “Hey baes.” Vic said walking in. “Hey dami and y/n.” Thomas said following behind her. “Hey love birds.” Ethan said Walking behind Thomas. “Woah what the hell is going on.” Vic said. “Questo fottouto teste di cazzo ha pensato che Foss divertente farmi uno scherzo.” You said to Vic. “Damm dami no Wonder why I heard yelling from outside I thought y’all was fucking.” She said laughing a lil. “Isn’t she just so fine when she curses me out in Italian.” Dami said leaning over to Ethan. “Damiano you are one crazy man.” Ethan said. “No it’s just like how did I get with her.” He said putting his hand over his heart. “Dami now I’m not trying to be weird or anything but we all know Damm well you are a bottom and your y/n’s bitch.” Thomas said laughing. “No porque esta Maldita perra piensa que es graciso ha Cerle esa a la Gente.” You Said yelling at him. “Man I love when she yells at me In Spanish.” Dami said looking over at Thomas and Ethan. “Yeah you got some serious problems.” Thomas said. “Well you two how about you two either one hug it out 2 make out or 3 fuck and then say sorry because I want to watch a movie and spend time together when y/n doesn’t want to kill damiano.” Vic said  hugging the both of you and dami. “Get me away from the Hijo de puta.” You said breaking up the hug. (Moments later) you were cuddled up in dami’s arms then Ethan Thomas and Vic were all laying down together. “You know y/n you look kinda cute like this in my arms.” Damiano said to you. “ i still hate you by the way.” “Will you to get a room please I’m trying to watch the movie here okay the black phone(saw what i did. there) is my fav.” Vic said. You all watch the movie until everyone had fell asleep. THE END ❤️‍🩹
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itsmealaiah · 3 months
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Out of love (Ethan Torchio x Fem)
A/n: I love ethan so much, he is absolutely gorgeous.
tags/ warnings: slight cursing, angst, ethan losing feelings.
(angst to fluff)
The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow across the bed. Ethan's chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm as he slept, his features soft and peaceful. I couldn't help but admire him, even as my heart ached. It was hard to believe that just a few short months ago, he had been everything to me. But now... now I could feel the distance growing between us, like a chasm that threatened to swallow us whole.
I didn't want to leave him. Not like this. But I knew I had to go back to England, back to my family and my home. I couldn't stay here anymore, not when I knew that Ethan didn't love me the way I loved him. The thought of him waking up one day and realizing that he had never truly loved me, that it had all been a lie... it was too much to bear.
I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him, and gathered my few belongings. My heart felt like it was being torn in two as I packed up my clothes and my cherished memories. I couldn't help but wonder if I'd ever see him again, if this was truly the end. As I reached for the door handle, I took one last look at his sleeping form, etching his face into my memory for safekeeping.Outside, the air was crisp and cool, a sharp contrast to the warmth I had just left behind. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my shaking hands, and then I started to walk, not knowing where I was going or what I was supposed to do now. All I knew was that I had to find a way to move on, to forget the man who had once been my everything.
As I made my way through the quiet streets, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, as if a part of me had died and been buried along with my hopes and dreams. I knew that going back to England wouldn't be easy, that I would have to face my family and friends and try to explain what had happened. But for now, all I could focus on was the ache in my chest, the emptiness that seemed to fill every part of me.
Eventually, I found myself at the airport, waiting for my flight. I tried to distract myself with a book, with the noise of the other travelers around me, but nothing seemed to help. My mind kept wandering back to Ethan, to the way he had looked at me when he thought I wasn't looking, to the way his touch used to send shivers down my spine. It was all too much, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had made the right decision.
The flight was long and arduous, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ethan's face. I tried to remember the last time we had laughed together, the last time we had made love, the last time we had truly been happy. It seemed like a lifetime ago, and yet it had all happened so quickly. As the plane touched down in England, I could feel the weight of my heart pressing down on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.
The familiar sights and sounds of home soon began to wash over me, but they didn't bring with them the comfort I had hoped for. Instead, they served as a constant reminder of everything I had left behind. I knew that I needed to find a way to move on, to create a new life for myself here, but it was easier said than done.
The first person I saw when I stepped off the plane was my mother, her face etched with worry and concern. She enveloped me in a hug, as if she could somehow shield me from the pain I was feeling. I broke down in tears, unable to hold back any longer. She held me close, murmuring words of comfort and reassurance, and for a moment, I felt safe again.
As we made our way through customs, my father took my other hand, his grip firm but gentle. I could see the questions in his eyes, but I didn't have the strength to explain what had happened. Instead, I let them lead me to the car, knowing that they would take care of me, even if they didn't understand.
Once we were in the car, my mother finally spoke. "You can tell us what's wrong, you know. We're here for you, no matter what." I swallowed hard, trying to find the words to explain the mess my life had become. "It's just... Ethan and I broke up," I finally managed to say. The silence that fell over the car was deafening.
I could feel my mother's gaze on me, but I couldn't meet his eyes. "Oh, sweetheart," my mother murmured, squeezing my hand. "I'm so sorry." She glanced at my father, who seemed to be struggling to find the right words. "It's going to be okay," she continued, her voice trembling. "We'll help you get through this."
The rest of the car ride passed in a blur of tears and hugs, with my parents doing their best to comfort me. As we pulled up to our family home, I couldn't help but wonder if I had made a mistake leaving New York. The house looked just as I had left it, a testament to the passage of time and the endurance of our family.
Once inside, my mother led me up to my old bedroom, carefully helping me remove my coat and unpack my suitcase. As she hung up my clothes and arranged my belongings, she continued to reassure me that everything would be alright. I tried to believe her, but a small voice inside me kept whispering that maybe she was wrong.
That night, as I lay in bed, I reached for my phone, intending to text Ethan one last time. But before I could even unlock it, I heard a knock at my door. It was my father, his face lined with concern. "You don't have to do this, you know," he said softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "You can't keep trying to reach out to him."
I looked down at the phone in my hand, the words already forming in my mind. "I know," I whispered. "I just want things to be the way they used to be." He sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "I wish I could tell you that things would get better, but I don't know that they will. Not right now."
His words cut deep, but they also made me realize that maybe I had been trying to hold onto something that was no longer there. I slowly set my phone aside, closing my eyes as the weight of the day began to press down on me. "I miss him, Dad," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "More than anything."
He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close. "I know you do, sweetheart," he said gently. "But you have to remember that people change, and sometimes, the people we love the most aren't the ones who stay." He hesitated for a moment before adding, "You're going to find someone else who deserves you, someone who will love you the way you deserve to be loved."I sniffed, wiping away a tear that had escaped down my cheek. "I hope so," I said softly, trying to convince myself as much as him. "I just wish I could go back and do things differently." My father squeezed my shoulder reassuringly. "There's nothing you could have done, honey. Sometimes, things just don't work out the way we plan."
We sat there in silence for a while, my father's words echoing in my head. As the hours ticked by, I finally drifted off to sleep, the image of Ethan's face fading slowly from my mind. In the morning, I would have to face the reality of my situation, but for now, I could find some small comfort in the arms of my family.
Little did I know that as I slept, Ethan had been going through his own personal hell. After not hearing from me for days, he had become increasingly worried, convinced that something terrible had happened to me. He had spent hours searching for me online, desperately trying to piece together any information about my whereabouts. It wasn't until he received my text that he realized I was back home, and his heart began to race with hope. He immediately picked up his phone, his fingers trembling as he texted back, demanding to know where I was, what I'd been doing, and why I had left.
The next morning, as I lay in bed, still trying to process the events of the previous day, I heard a knock at the door. I hesitated for a moment before opening it, expecting to see my parents, or perhaps one of my old friends from school. Instead, standing on the front step, was Ethan. He looked different somehow - paler, thinner, but also more determined than I had ever seen him. As I stared at him, unable to find the words to speak, he took a step forward and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into my hair. "I'm so sorry I hurt you. I was so stupid, and I was so selfish. I didn't realize what I had until it was gone." I couldn't help but feel a small tremor run through his body as he spoke, and I knew that he meant every word. I wanted to believe him, to trust him again, but a small voice in the back of my head kept whispering that it might be too late.
"Where have you been?" I asked quietly, pulling away from him just enough to look into his eyes. "And how did you find me here?" He glanced down at the floor for a moment before meeting my gaze again."I've been... I've been at my aunt's place. I didn't want to come back here, not after what happened. And as for how I found you... I just kept searching, kept digging until I found your address. I had to see you, had to try and explain." His voice broke on the last word, and I could see the pain in his eyes, the desperation to make things right.
"You should have called," I said softly, wishing I could take back the harshness in my voice. "I've been so worried about you." He nodded, taking a deep breath before reaching up to wipe away a tear that had escaped down his cheek."I know. And I'm sorry. I just... I was afraid. Afraid of losing you all over again." His admission hung in the air between us, heavy with the weight of all that we'd been through. I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him, for the boy who had once been my everything.
Slowly, tentatively, I reached out and took his hand in mine. "I want to believe you," I whispered, searching his face for any sign that he was telling the truth. "I want to trust you again." His fingers tightened around mine, and for a moment, I could see the relief flash across his features."I promise," he said, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "I promise that I will never hurt you again. I'll prove it to you, if you'll just give me the chance." And as I looked into his eyes, I could see the sincerity there, the determination to make things right. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to trust him. Because deep down, somewhere beneath all the pain and the anger, I still loved him.
"Okay," I said finally, my voice barely audible. "Okay, you can come in." He stepped inside, hesitating for a moment before closing the door behind him. We stood there in the silence, neither of us quite sure what to say or do next. Finally, I broke the silence. "I've missed you," I whispered.
Ethan's face lit up at this admission, and he took a tentative step forward, wrapping his arms around me in a hug. "I've missed you more," he murmured into my hair. "I've been such an idiot. I can't even begin to explain how sorry I am for everything I've put you through."As we stood there, holding onto each other, I felt a tiny spark of hope ignite inside me. Maybe, just maybe, things could go back to the way they used to be. Maybe Ethan was truly sorry, and he really wanted to make things right. I took a deep breath, preparing myself to tell him everything, to lay it all out on the table.
2147 words. I hope you enjoyed! ❤️❤️
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For the love of all that is horny
PLEASE write more fics like three makes a group
Omg dp yes yes yes
Just everything yes omg
GAHHAHHAHAHAHA
Omg you all are dragging me straight to hell with you.
But yes. Your wish is my command. 😌
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always-loverly · 8 months
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Does anyone know where I could find any Måneskin mafia/mob fics? Their fits from their Rome concert on July 22nd got me feeling some type of way 🥵🥵🥵
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maneskintifoso · 2 years
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❤️In my heart❤️
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Reader x Damiano x Ethan
Summary- Ethan and the reader fall out and she makes him pay.
—Warnings— cheating, lots of smut, oral sex, rough sex —
Notes: this is my first reader insert and my first full on smut so it may not be the best! Anyways enjoy <3
Saying Ethan was mad was an understatement. He looked furious, you could see him staring at you from across the room. You weren't exactly sure what you had done to make him so mad with you. You were at a party that Thomas was hosting with his partner to celebrate their new house, a housewarming party but not in the traditional way. This was led lights and music and drinks and dancing. You had been enjoying it up until you had noticed Ethans stares.
You walk over to Ethan and lean up to his ear, it's times like this that you hate the height difference in a way it gives him more power.
“What's up?” you talk loud enough for him to hear and no one else.
“What's up? You’ve been dancing up against Damiano all night, you think because he’s single you can dance up on him and he might even fuck you”
“I was dancing with my best friend” you pull back from him, shocked by his words.
“I promise if it was up to him you would be fucking in the bathroom right now, is that what you want cucciola?” if you were to tell him the truth it would be a yes, but you weren't going to do that so you lie and just whisper no quietly.
“Was that a no puppy? Talk up and i might just believe you” you just shake your head and walk away.
Ethan was right on the mark, he knew about your crush on Damiano that you have had for over four years. You would never cheat on Ethan, you both had agreed that you weren't into being polyamory unless you were both present. You would never do anything without Ethans permission but after his little tantrum you were tempted. Very tempted.
You walked back over to Damiano and as expected he had seen the whole thing and he had asked if you were alright. You saw this as your chance to shoot your shot with him.
“All that dancing has got me thirsty, do you want to go get a drink?” normally you would never be this confident but a few drinks had loosened your tongue.
He seems frozen in his spot and you panic that you had made a fool of yourself but he looks around toward where Ethan was and then just turns back, puts his arm around your waist and leads you to the kitchen.
The kitchen is surprisingly empty which works perfectly for you. You watch him as he makes you and him another drink, you aren't sure of your next move. But when he turns around empty handed before you even think about it properly you push yourself toward him and kiss him. He pulls away and you are worried that he's going to tell you that he wasn't into you. But instead he just scans your face and then pulls you in for another kiss, he's running his hands up and down your body and you can feel your underwear getting wetter and wetter. Damiano kisses just like you expected, he misses you hard and you both fight for dominance but in the end you surrender to him. You are worried about Ethan walking in so you pull back, he tries to chase after your mouth but you completely step back.
“Should we take this somewhere more private?” you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his neck, maybe you thought this would compel him more to go somewhere with you or maybe you just wanted to kiss him.
“Uh yeah yeah sure” you pull him towards an empty room upstairs and shut the door behind you. You aren't sure where Ethan is or what he is doing and you couldn't care less.
He pushes you on the bed and crawls on top of you, you feel safe and protected by his body. He’s running his hand up and down your body and it feels like heaven. Ethan is more rough and demanding, this is a nice change. All the people you had dated before had never had a particularly kinky streak in them and Ethan was the first proper taste of bdsm you had ever had.
He reaches under your dress and runs his hand over your pussy and growls into your ear “wow you are so wet for me Principessa” this makes you blush and makes you feel tingles all through your body. His fingers somehow find your clit through your underwear, this makes you moan and squirm to get more friction. He pulls his hand away and this makes you whine, the little pressure you had is now gone. You try rubbing your thighs together to get a little friction but it's nowhere as good as his hand.
“i can see what you are doing, how about you take off your dress so i can bet a proper look at you kitten” you instantly sit up eager to pull off your dress and please him.
His eyes scan over your body, you squirm slightly under his judging eyes but before you can feel insecure about yourself he starts sucking on your nipple. He rolls it in his mouth and sucks lightly, this tricks you into thinking he is gentle but all of a sudden he pulls your nipple hard, a half moan half shout leaves your body and you instantly cover your mouth in embarrassment. He harshly pulls your hand from his mouth
“Let me hear you princess, let the whole party know how much of a slut you are for me” He holds your hand above your head and this has to be one of the sexiest moments of your life so sexy that you almost forget that you are cheating on your boyfriend. He makes you sit up slightly to pull off your bra but all of a sudden the door is being opened and you are rushing to cover up.
“Don't worry about covering up cucciolo, it's only me your boyfriend” That when you snap your gaze toward the door where your boyfriend is standing.
“Omg Ethan I’m so sorry” Damiano is panicking and getting up from on top of you.
“Don't worry carry on even, you are both clearly having a good time” he points his gaze toward Damiano’s erection.
“Ummm yeah if you are sure dude”
Damiano crawls back over you and starts kissing down your chest, when he gets to your underwear he stops and looks up at you to check that its ok. You nod lightly and he pulls them off gently, almost instantly his mouth is on your pussy, not many men like giving head to women and not many men are as good at it as damiano. After only a minute you are already close to coming and you planned to until from the corner of the room you hear Ethan tell Damiano to not let you come yet. This annoys you and so you throw a look over at Ethan but he seems entirely unbothered.
“I think you should suck Damiano off, what do you think damia?” Ethan looks at you and then at Damiano
“I think that's an excellent idea '' Damiano is now moving to sit on the edge of the bed and you take the hint and slide to your knees in front of him. You can feel Ethans eyes on you so you put on the show of a lifetime. Kitten licks to the tip of his dick, eye contact with Ethan while you do it, you make a show of deep throating him and when you pull his dick out of your mouth a bit more you make a show of jerking off what you can't fit in. And when Damiano comes in your mouth you open your mouth and lean forward to give Ethan a good view.
“Tell me princess how do you want to be fucked” he helps you up from the floor and lays you back down in the bed.
“Hard” is all you can get out. He instantly flips you onto your back and starts to finger you, he's gentle and it’s almost loving. But all of a sudden the almost god like voice says “she's ready” and you are most certainly not. Damiano hasn't even put in two fingers let alone three and he is certainly not small. But Damiano doesn't seem to argue this and just pushes in, you let out a scream in pain and just for a second Damiano stops but you see Ethan wave him to continue and he just keeps pushing into you roughly. As you get close you try to guess if Ethan is going to let you come, you get louder and louder and you know that you are close to finishing.
Before you can even ask if you can come, a wetness washes down your thighs and you are coming, Damiano finishes in you and pulls out.
“Has that ever happened to you?” he asks from beside you and all you can be bothered to do is shake your head.
“Well then it's a pleasure that i got to be your first”
You look toward Ethan to gauge his reaction but he is simply sitting there with no reaction.
“Clearly you and Damiano are better suited for each other” and with that he gets up from his chair and walks out.
Damiano looks at you and you look at him in shock, both with nothing to say. And in that moment you knew that in your heart Damiano had been the one you had wanted all along.
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mywritingonlyfans · 2 years
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Okay but imagine this. You and Ethan at some bar having a great time and some douche makes a comment about Ethan's hair being un-manly and you being a bit hot-headed and short-tempered leap at his throat like a rabid wild cat ready to scratch his eyes out and Ethan has to physically carry you out of the bar while being very amused by your reaction and also finds it kinda hot
rabid wild cat, i feel it tbh
i feel like you'd roll your eyes as soon as you heard and noticed the person, you would look at ethan to see what he would do but he clearly couldn't care less and would just shrug,,, but before he reached your waist to him, like to stop you, you would already have your brow furrowed turning to the random guy with all of your will to poke the man who had attacked your man in the back but right before that ethan would grab you by the waist in the air and whisper a small, "no violence, wild kitten" in your ear as he took you away from there and that would result in him standing in front of you with his arms firm on the wall at your sides as you vent all your hate about how you wouldn't let anyone treat him badly and him just holding your chin to stop you from talking by whispering a husky, "you're quiet hot when you're mad, you know that?"
alternatives,,,, if you actually laid a finger on the man ethan would undoubtedly put you behind him and drive away the unhappy human being without much difficulty because he's ethan. and if the man touch in you ethan would deffo finish the man without any doubt, also because he's ethan.
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marlena-immortale · 1 year
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A Valentine’s Surprise
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Summary: You’ve been feeling a little left out in your relationship so your four partners show their love to you with a surprise for Valentine’s Day. 
CW: SMUT, orgy, oral sex, anal play, double penetration, food play, spit play, alcohol  
Word Count: 5.2k
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You wake up to a cold and empty bed, which is out of the ordinary. For the past few months, you’ve been used to waking up all wrapped up in the limbs of your four beautiful lovers, slowly taking in the world after a well needed deep sleep for all of you, usually caused by the various bedroom activities you got up to the night before. 
But this morning is different. As you regain consciousness you remember falling asleep with all of them late last night. So where could they have gone so early without telling you? You start to feel a little left out, which doesn’t help how you’ve already been feeling lately. You know that your partners love you and that you’re an equal part of this relationship, but sometimes it feels like you’re on the outside. You’ve been feeling that way ever since their management’s album release celebration idea happened to be a wedding ceremony. You know it was just publicity for the band and that you couldn’t have participated in it even if they wanted you to. It all feels a little irrational to be upset about so you haven’t brought it up to your partners, but you’re sure they can sense something has been a little off recently. 
You drag your tired body out of bed to pick up your phone you must’ve left on the dresser and find a handwritten note on top of it sealed with a heart shaped wax seal. It reads:
To our beloved Y/n, 
Happy Valentine’s Day. 
Today, we want you to feel just as special as we know you are. So be ready by 7pm, we’ll send a car to pick you up, and check the closet for our first Valentine’s gift to you.
Love you always, 
Victoria, Ethan, Thomas, & Damiano
You immediately can’t stop smiling, happy that they not only didn’t just leave you in the middle of the night, but are preparing a surprise just for you for Valentine’s Day. Feeling much more invigorated than before, you make your way to the closet and open the door to find a beautiful long red silk dress with a very high slit up the side. You hold it up to your body in the mirror and can’t help touching the smooth fabric you’ll soon have all over your skin. Looking over to the other side of the closet, there’s a white box with a big red bow on it. You unwrap the bow, giddy to see what else they’ve gotten you, to find the softest sexiest set of lingerie you’ve ever seen. There’s a matching bra, panty, and garter belt set, all red with black details. It’s gorgeous and you remember the high slit in the dress and blush, thinking of how the thigh garter and strap will be visible to anyone looking. And your blush deepens knowing that this is exactly what they must’ve planned when they picked this out for you. Your head swims with thoughts of what they’ll be wearing and where they could be taking you and what your night may consist of. 
You quell your excitement for now by focusing on getting ready so you can be perfectly put together for them, deciding to take a relaxing bath before anything else. Mostly to kill time as you can’t get any actual work done thinking about what’s in store for tonight. 
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After your bath, you do your hair and makeup in the way that makes you feel prettiest, adding just a bit of extra blush than usual to complement the red of the dress and match the occasion. It’s finally time to slip into the lingerie and the dress and you put them all on so carefully despite them clearly being made well enough to withstand a bit of wear and tear. You look at yourself in the mirror one last time, feeling like such a princess in this outfit, so excited to see your partners and get to kiss them and leave lipstick marks all over them. The love you feel for them is truly unmatched in this moment. They must’ve gone to such great lengths to make tonight happen with their busy schedules, and not to mention them successfully keeping it all a secret from you. How they managed to do that with Damiano’s blabber mouth you’ll never know. You think about how cute they must’ve been while planning this. Vic probably took the lead, directing the boys on what to do and them following along. Ethan probably picked the venue and Damiano probably picked the outfits. And you can just imagine Thomas complaining with every task he’s given but secretly loving putting this much attention and detail into planning something for you. 
By the time you’re smiling to yourself in the mirror thinking about how adorable your partners are, you get a text from them in your group chat, telling you the driver is pulling up now. You get in the car, texting them that you’re on your way, even if you don’t know where that is yet.
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You step out of the car, taking in your surroundings, to see your favorite restaurant. They must’ve planned this so far in advance; this place is always booked. How sweet of them. It’s a little chilly out so you’re glad you paired your outfit with one of Vic’s big fluffy white fur coats. 
Walking into the restaurant, the hostess leads you to a section you’ve never been sat before, the balcony. Your partners must’ve reserved the entire private balcony for this dinner. As soon as the doors are opened and you lay your eyes on them, you can’t help but smile seeing all their beautiful faces. Their outfits are coordinating reds and blacks to match your own. Vic is wearing the most beautiful short black slip dress with red stockings being held up with similar garters to yours, and a red jacket. Thomas is wearing an all red suit with a black harness underneath. Damiano is wearing a black and red suit with a sheer black top underneath. And Ethan is wearing a sheer black blouse, red wide leg dress pants, and a small pretty red bow in his half-up hair. They look so amazing and you realize that with the matching colors and fabrics, you all make the perfect, complete picture together. 
“I love you guys so much,” you tell them, unable to contain it anymore. 
“Aww we love you too sweetheart,” Vic greets you first with a hug and a kiss, and then everyone takes a turn wishing you a happy Valentine’s Day and trying to keep their kisses to a PG level while you’re still in semi-public. 
The dinner is lovely, just as it always is at this restaurant, and the company is even better, your connection with them feeling so natural and conversation flowing easily. 
“We were going to make you a homemade dinner, but someone can’t even cook pasta without setting it on fire so we booked a reservation here instead,” Damiano says, sending a glare in Thomas’s direction, who just laughs and shrugs innocently. 
“You’re going to be even more surprised with what we have planned next,” Ethan barely gets out of his mouth before Vic shoves his shoulder, barely even moving him an inch, and tells him, “Shhh, you’ll ruin the surprise!” Now you’re even more excited to get on with this night. 
After dinner, they lead you back to the car where you all squeeze into the back, even though there’s plenty of room one row up. It’s more cozy this way. 
“How’d you like your dinner baby?” Ethan asks, your legs basically on top of his.
“It was really great, thank you guys. Today has been magical already.”
“Just wait babe, we have so much more to show you,” Thomas teases with a wink and a squeeze of your exposed thigh. 
The car parks and you realize you’ve not been driven home, you’re at a hotel. They must see your confused expression, thinking the rest of the night would be spent in your shared bed together. 
“We may have booked a nice hotel suite for the occasion.” Vic informs you.
“Nice? Babe, we booked the nicest hotel suite. You’re gonna love it!” Damiano corrects her, dragging you by the hand to the elevator. It’s a beautiful, ornate hotel that must cost a fortune to stay at. You decide to not ask questions and just enjoy the luxury. 
In the elevator, no one can seem to keep their hands to themselves. You can feel hands gently wrapping around your waist from behind and little kisses being snuck on your neck and jaw. Your own hands have somehow wandered to Ethan’s hair, undoing his pretty bow as he stares at you with his intense eyes. 
Your jaw drops as soon as the elevator door opens to the most beautiful hotel suite, decorated with rose petals all over, leading to the bedroom, and the perfect low warm lighting that makes it feel comfy, even with how fancy it is. You follow the rose petals to the bedroom and see a huge bed they must’ve specially requested. There’s ice buckets full of expensive champagne bottles, and silver trays of chocolate covered strawberries, and bouquets of red roses all around you. It’s the perfect cliche Valentine’s Day dream come true. 
You’re so in love and so grateful for your lovers that if you don’t get your lips on them right this second, you’ll start crying. So you do exactly that, turning around to grab the first you see, Ethan, and pulling him in for a kiss. 
“This is amazing. Thank you, I don’t even know what to say.” you try to get out, your eyes not knowing who or what to focus on. 
“Then don’t say anything, just enjoy this gift with us.” Vic says confidently, leading you over to the giant bed. “We made sure to get the extra big bed, so we’ll have plenty of room to play around without worrying about someone falling out of bed and breaking their dick.”
“I didn’t break my dick! … Just bruised it a little,” Thomas says back, remembering that night with a laugh. 
You all hop onto the bed together, with plenty of room to spare, and you see Damiano who is looking at you all with such big heart-eyes.
“I just love you all so much. I’m so happy to have you guys in my life, I don’t know what I would do without you.” he says, and you all bring in your most romantic of the group for a big hug, sharing similar sweet sentiments to each other. 
“You know you guys didn’t have to do all this for me, I would’ve been just as happy planning something for you instead,” you tell them, starting to feel a little guilty that you weren’t involved in the planning of this at all. 
“Well, you can help plan next year’s Valentines celebration,” Ethan starts. “But this year, we wanted it to be special for you.”
Thomas continues, “We know we haven’t had a lot of time lately to see you and we know you’ve been feeling a little left out. So we wanted to show you how special you are to us.”
“We love you y/n, and you deserve all of our love and more,” Vic says, arms around your shoulders. She leaves a sweet kiss on your cheek as you hold back tears from how adorable they’re being and how they know exactly what you needed to hear. 
You take a breath, clearing your head, before saying what you really want at this moment. “Well, now that I know how much you guys love me,” you tease, “how about we put this bed to good use huh?” They seem to like this idea, needing your go-ahead before switching the tone of the evening to something more fun.
You all strip each other of your nice outfits, not wanting to get them all sweaty and dirty, when you see what they’ve been hiding underneath. They all have on coordinating lingerie too and the only thought in your brain is oh fuck they look hot. You’ve never seen Thomas in something so slutty and it’s got you reeling. He’s fidgeting around under your gaze in his tiny little red lace g-string thong that does absolutely nothing to cover him, that black chest harness you spotted under his jacket earlier, and nothing else. When you finally tear your eyes away from him, you spot Damiano next, showing off his beautiful black sheer panties and bralette combo with a matching black silk floor length robe he’s put on. Ethan is wearing super short and tight red boxers that attach to garters that wrap around his thigh muscles that he could probably bust out of if he flexed them hard enough. And Vic looks drop dead gorgeous in her red lace thong bodysuit and matching thigh garter bands. Your own panties they picked out for you are starting to get uncomfortable with how wet they’ve gotten you just by being in their presence with these sexy lingerie sets. 
Thomas spots the fresh chocolate covered strawberries and picks one up to feed to you. You accept the treat, looking him in the eyes while you wrap your lips around it, effectively distracting him, but he spills a little chocolate onto your chest. 
“Hey Thomas, don’t get our girlfriend all messy … at least not yet,” Damiano says.
“It’s okay, I don’t mind. He can just lick it off to clean it up,” you tell him. Thomas’s eyes light up. He smirks before letting a bit more chocolate drip onto you, this time lower down your cleavage.
“Oops,” Thomas says in his most innocent voice. You all giggle at his very cute behavior, but the moment his tongue starts lapping at the chocolate right at the low neckline of your lingerie and he stares up at you with his big eyes, your giggles turn a little breathier. 
As you let yourself be distracted by Thomas’s tongue slipping lower and lower, you feel more hands on you. This time, they’re from Ethan, gently laying you down onto the soft bed against the mountain of pillows. 
You then see Vic crawling on top of you with something in her hands. A bottle of opened champagne in one and a bottle of chocolate sauce in the other, smiling down at you, already stripped down completely. Now you have something else to get distracted by. And while you are, Damiano takes the opportunity to take your lingerie off too, kissing the newly exposed skin with each tug of the fabric. He runs into Thomas, still licking at your chest and guides him to follow, leaving sloppier, deeper kisses after Damiano’s gentle chaste ones. 
You look around to see where Ethan has gone and find him behind Damiano and Thomas, stripping them and himself of their lingerie. It’s a shame you don’t get to stare at them in it for longer but you’re just as happy to see their completely nude bodies on top of you. 
With everyone in a more nude state, Thomas, who has been extra lovey and clingy tonight, decides he wants to be even closer to you and wedges himself between the bed and you, allowing you to lie your head on his chest and sit between his long legs. Ethan and Damiano are on either side of you, their hands seemingly everywhere; playing with your nipples and teasing your thighs and kissing your neck and playing with your hair. It all blends together when their hands are pleasuring you so nicely. 
Vic is tired of waiting and mounts your lap, shoving Thomas to move his legs so she can get on top of you. “Let me get in here too, honey,” she tells Thomas as she climbs on top of you. He complies, but only to pull her in to straddle the both of you, the extra height making her pussy rub against your lower stomach. You can feel how wet she is and it turns you on, being trapped between Thomas’s boner and Vic’s wet pussy. 
“Mm, you feel so good baby, do you like having my pussy all over you?” she asks. All you can manage in response is a nod.
“Oh c’mon, we know you can do better than that. We’ve heard you be very naughty before. Don’t make us force it out of you.” Ethan encourages you.
Ethan’s words definitely break your spell of silence. “Yes, yes I love it. I love having you pussy on me Vic!” 
“Ah there she is, our naughty little vixen. Good boy Ethan, getting her to speak,” Damiano teases Ethan who is not usually the submissive one in this pair. 
“Careful sweetheart, or we may have to punish you after we finish our celebrations today,” Ethan threatens so sweetly. Damiano just smirks and bites his lip in response, excited to see how his lovers will punish him. 
Vic gets you all back on track to the task at hand by pouring some champagne into your mouth and then kissing you, letting her tongue taste the liquid between your lips.
“Mm, sweet, just like you,” she says, punctuating with one more kiss to your lips. “I wonder how it would taste elsewhere on this delicious body of yours.” She then pours it down your chest and watches it drip down your body onto Thomas’s. Damiano and Ethan take their turn to lick it off of you, making sure to get every drop. 
Vic lifts one of your legs and pours it slowly starting at your ankle so it flows down your leg and she sensually licks it all the way to where it stops on your thigh and drips down to Thomas’s. 
You hear Thomas huff and everyone turns their attention to him. “It’s all over me too but no one seems to be licking it,” he complains with a pout.
“Aww, does our baby want some attention too?” Vic asks. “He’s right, we shouldn’t let this champagne go to waste.” Everyone goes to lick the excess champagne off of his skin while you turn your head to kiss him deeply, feeling every twitch and moan of his while he basks in the feeling of all of their tongues on him, licking and kissing his thighs and hips. 
While Ethan and Damiano busy themselves with getting the last remnants of champagne off of you and Thomas, Vic then gets out the chocolate sauce next. She tests it out by pouring a little bit onto your chest, prompting Ethan to lick it off first, saying, “you like sweet things.” 
He complies, licking it off your chest, right above your nipple and it’s a different feeling to them licking the champagne. It’s thicker and he has to really lick hard to get it all off which feels so good, not to mention Vic must’ve heated up the sauce because it’s nice and warm on your skin. She pours it in little designs on your skin and Ethan and Damiano lick it up so enthusiastically. 
“Slow down there boys, there’s enough to go around I promise,” Vic teases but they ignore her, lapping up the chocolate just as eagerly. 
“Do you want to try some Thomas?” Vic asks and Thomas nods. She pours some in her own mouth and then prompts Thomas to open his mouth by pulling down his bottom lip, letting the chocolate sauce and her spit drop into his mouth before kissing him passionately with the sweet sauce between their lips. 
When she breaks her kiss with Thomas, she gives the other boys something to do by pouring some sauce on both of your nipples and pushing their heads to lick it off. Then she spreads yours and Thomas’s legs and fits herself between them. She drips the sauce on your inner thighs and lets it drip down onto Thomas’s as well, watching as it slowly falls. She licks both of your thighs and then goes a bit higher, first teasing Thomas right under his balls to hear him whimper before diving into your pussy with her tongue. She knows your body and your reactions so well and she always eats you out like you’re her last meal. She’s got you grinding into her face because it just feels so good especially with Damiano still licking your nipples and Ethan kissing your neck and Thomas’s hands gripping your hips and you are in fucking heaven right now.
Thomas’s grip on your hips slowly starts turning into him desperately grinding your body down on his dick and moaning under you. Vic takes notice once her pace of licks on your clit is altered.
“Hey, I know you’re horny, but quit using our girlfriend to jerk yourself off, you’re messing up my rhythm,” Vic teases, but it just seems to make Thomas harder under you. 
“Pleeaase Vic, I need her pussy so bad,” Thomas whines desperately.
“Hm, hold on. I have an idea,” Vic says with a mischievous look on her face. She whispers something to Ethan before getting off the bed. You try to follow her with your eyes but Ethan blocks your vision by climbing between your legs and leaning down over you, his long hair stopping you from looking over his shoulder.  
“Hi,” he simply says, giving you such a sweet and gentle kiss, only to catch you off guard by hiking up your legs around his waist to control your body and push you further up onto Thomas’s chest. Now your brain stopped working because you can feel both Thomas’s and Ethan’s cocks resting right on top of your pussy. They seem to be affected by this too and both gasp. 
“Um hello, can I be in on this secret plan too?” you hear Damiano say from beside you. Ethan rolls his eyes and smirks but pulls Damiano over and holds his hand, bringing it between your bodies to wrap around both his and Thomas’s cocks. His fingers don’t fit all the way around both but he does his best to jerk them both off against each other. There’s too much friction though so Damiano takes it upon himself to spit onto their tips, spreading the saliva all around to smooth the feeling and when they start getting into it, he bends over to lick at them too. 
And you’re just sitting there, legs spread wide with Damiano licking and sucking Thomas and Ethan together so close to your pussy but not close enough. It’s torture and you make it known with a loud whine, to which Damiano laughs and teases you even more by periodically blowing cool air over your pussy or “accidentally” bumping into it on his path of licking the cocks, or just barely gives you a lick before taking his tongue back to the boys and frustrating you even more. 
Just in time before you shove Damiano’s face into your pussy in retaliation for his teasing, Vic comes back with lube. “Dami honey, open her up with your tongue first,” Vic tells him.
You smirk at him, feeling like you finally got your way, and Damiano giggles before pushing Ethan out of the way dramatically and picking up Thomas’s cock, but not without a kiss to the tip first, and gently moving it to the side so he can make room for himself to feast on your ass.
After about ten wonderful seconds of his tongue licking around your rim, he stops to complain, “Thomas, your cock won’t stay where I left it.”
Thomas just laughs at his wild statement, “There’s not much I can do about that.”
“Everytime I move it, it just comes right back and twitches on my cheek. I swear you’re doing it on purpose.” 
Thomas stops himself from laughing even louder. “Okay okay, I’m very sorry on behalf of my cock for not staying where you put it.”
“You and your cock are forgiven,” Damiano says, trying to keep his straight face before giving Thomas’s cock a kiss of forgiveness, which only makes it jump more. You try to put yourself back into a sexy mood which you have no trouble doing once Damiano switches to gently rubbing lube into your hole with his finger just barely pushing in. 
You look off to the side to see Ethan and Vic have made use of this time by making out with each other, Vic straddling Ethan and grinding on his lap while she pulls his hair and kisses his neck thoroughly. 
The stretch of Damiano’s tongue teasing your rim and his now two fingers inside you feels so good that you push yourself down onto them, making Thomas hold your waist to his body to prevent you from moving so much. 
Once he’s done, Damiano gives your hole one last kiss and gets Vic’s attention away from Ethan's mouth to show her what a good job he’s done, smiling up at her.
“Aww, you did such a good job baby,” she praises, giving him a little scratch under his chin, loving his cute reactions to her being more dominant. “Okay, now Ethan, you come here.”
She directs Ethan to kneel between your legs and then slowly guides Thomas’s cock into your asshole. You focus on the smooth stimulation of him against your walls to distract yourself from the discomfort of the stretch. Thomas moans and whimpers and is so loud about it because you're still so tight even after Damiano’s stretching and with plenty of lube. You hang onto Thomas’s hip, digging your nails in as you brace yourself. Then Ethan pushes himself into your pussy and you suddenly feel so full and so surrounded and protected by your lovers.
 They get into a rhythm of Ethan holding your hips to move your body up and down onto Thomas’s cock while he shoves in and out on beat, like he’s playing your bodies like he plays the drums. While you get used to the feeling, Dami positions his cock right next to your head, guiding you to turn your head to suck him off. You don’t have much range of motion in this position so he slowly starts fucking into your mouth instead.
You slide your mouth off of him for a moment to say, “Dami, your thrusts are so off-beat from Ethan and Thomas.” You can’t help wanting to feel like the melody of a song they’re making just for you, using your body as their instrument. 
Thomas helps him out by using one of his hands to jerk the rest of Damiano’s cock that’s not in your mouth in time with Ethan’s thrusts. It all feels so good and just like music the way they’re all thrusting on quarter and eighth notes on the same rhythm together. 
While all this is happening, you’re missing the touch of your girlfriend so you pull Vic in too, who replies saying, “I was trying to figure out how to fit into this but now I have the perfect idea.” She lays herself on you backwards on all fours, her knees barely touching the bed on top of two people, with her pussy in your face and her own mouth on your clit and Ethan’s cock as he slides in and out. Ethan seems to love this idea, his moans getting louder. You start obediently eating her out while moaning on her pussy that drips down your chin.
“Hey I was using that mouth,” Damiano says, now with his dick just resting next to your face.
“Then maybe you should put your dick to better use,” Vic says, coming up for air from between yours and Ethan’s crotches.
Dami decides to do just that and comes around the back to prep Ethan’s ass before beginning to fuck him, letting Ethan’s thrusts into you be the guide for how quick he fucks him. He rubs Ethan’s big muscles, feeling how they move under his fingers, and plays with his hair and neck and even the base of his cock as it slides into you. 
Everyone is moaning and pleasuring each other and it all feels so connected and synchronous, you don’t even feel like separate people anymore, just one big mass of bodies and pleasure. 
“Fuuck, Ethan I can feel you through y/n. You both feel so fucking amazing,” Thomas says, almost screaming at this point.
“Mmh I know baby, I know. You feel so good too, doing such a good job for me, keeping up with my pace,” Ethan replies, his voice so fucked out. You’re all just chasing your pleasure now, working together to make each other feel good and reach your finish lines.
“God, you guys are gonna make me cum. It feels so good. I never want to leave this bed,” Vic says, her words reverberating against your pussy and Ethan’s cock. 
Ethan starts hammering into you and shoving you onto Thomas’s cock even harder, a tell tale sign he’s close, not that anyone can blame him, fucking your pussy, Vic’s tongue on his cock, and Damiano’s cock up his ass. But even with all that stimulation, you still come first, the feeling sneaking up on you with the level of pleasure being so high for so long, moaning and writhing between all of your lovers and all you hear is their mumbled praises and you feel them all around you and this truly is heaven. You’re so out of it you only barely register feeling Thomas buck up into you and cum in your ass before Vic grinds her pussy into your face and you lick up all her wetness. 
Ethan holds off for as long as he can but eventually cums deep inside you. And you can tell Damiano came because of his very dramatic orgasm screams that you will never get tired of, clenching around Ethan’s cock that’s still inside of you when you hear them. 
You’re all out of breath and still inside and on top of each other as you recover from the intense fucking. You slowly and reluctantly part from each other but only enough to get some air back into your lungs. You all refuse to leave each other’s sides, stroking and lazily kissing at whatever sweaty skin is in reach, to show your gratitude. Everyone’s blissed out and a little out of it still but you all mumble your barely coherent vows of love and adoration for each other. 
You lay there, between your four lovers, feeling content and satisfied while you all come back to reality until one voice speaks up louder than the rest. 
“So uh … this suite has a really big shower and it looks like we all need to get cleaned up right about now huh?” Thomas suggests, not wanting the fun to end just yet. 
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Pairing: Ethan x Fem!Reader
summary: you and Ethan have a special bond, but when problems appear, things get painful
word count: 2.1 k
contents: polyamory (kinda), angst, fluff, hurt and comfort, some smut, mentions of not eating, 
author’s note: wrote a little something while i’m trying to come up with some bigger project, i hope you’ll like it 💕
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“Are you sure there’s no other way?” 
Ethan asked quietly, his voice was soft and filled with sadness. A few hours earlier you got a message from your university, that your scholarship has been accidentally granted, and you must return for the final semester to your home country. 
“I emailed them, called and talked to several people. They all said the same thing. I need to go back.” You sat down heavily on his bed and curled up in his lap. His hand immediately found its way to your hair, gently stroking your head.
“I don’t want you to go.” He whispered. 
“I don’t want to go either.” 
You lay there, cuddled up in silence, trying to somehow get used to the thought that in a few days, you won’t have that closeness, you won’t feel each other’s warmth, skin. You won’t be able to smell his shampoo and talk for hours before falling asleep. He was special, the kind of love you’ve seen in movies, and read in books with flushed cheeks, hidden with a flashlight under a blanket. You weren’t expecting even to find friends during your stay in Rome, yet somehow you found something much better. 
You met him at a flea market, on one chilly Sunday morning. After a short while you got closer. He introduced you to his friends, which seemed to be fond of you as well. At least that’s what he told you. You lived in your perfect little world, without labels, fights, and jealousy, but with lots of mutual love, care, and passion. 
One evening you bumped into a really handsome guy – Marco. In the heat of the moment, the three of you ended up in Ethan’s flat, and more specifically his bed. After a long night, full of love in every form, you and Ethan made a decision to keep him around. First, he was supposed to be a fun addition to your sex life, but something about Marco charmed Ethan. You felt close to him, attracted to him, but without any bigger feelings. He was fun and made Ethan happy, and that’s all you cared about.
The next morning after the sad news arrived, the three of you met at Ethan’s flat for breakfast.
“I’m not leaving you alone, you’ll have someone to keep you company while I’m gone.” You smiled at Ethan.
“She’s right, I won’t let you mourn.” Marco squeezed Ethan’s hand and winked at you.
Ethan sat in silence with a forced smile, trying to stay composed and ignore his watery eyes.
About three weeks had passed. You managed to somehow fill your days enough to keep yourself from crying, filled with heartache. You missed Ethan so damn much and kept counting the days till your visit. 
A loud buzzing noise woke you up. You fell asleep with your face on your desk. Again. Trying to study, handling sleepless nights and somehow maintaining a social life to stay sane, were catching up with you. You glanced at your vibrating phone, trying to see what time it is.
“Vic? Hey.” You mumbled, still rubbing your eyes, you hissed as the smeared mascara started burning a little. 
“Hi, umm… Sorry, I'm calling this late but…” Vic sounded a bit nervous, which wasn’t something you’ve seen often.
“What happened? Everything ok?” you were surprised by your own, trembling voice.
“It’s Ethan… I don’t want to tell you too much, you should talk. He’s not doing great.”
Your heart started beating like crazy, your breath got shorter and faster. 
“Is he alright? Safe?!” You said a bit too loudly.
“Physically yes, we’re making sure he’s safe. Mentally… Can you please come here this weekend? I know it’s short notice, but…”
“I’ll be there tomorrow.” You said and ended the call. 
You sat down on your bed, with a thousand thoughts racing through your head. He seemed a bit odd for the past few days but still seemed like himself. Just a bit more busy than usual. You took a deep breath, realizing how fast you were bouncing your legs and how red your cuticles got from you biting on them.
“Fuck…” You mumbled and grabbed a laptop to book flights. A few moments later your bag was already packed, waiting for a morning bus to the airport.
You couldn’t sleep at all, Ethan wasn’t responding to any of your messages. All you had was a chat with Vic, Thomas, and Damiano who kept reassuring you with their messages, that even though it looks terrible, they had things under control.
The road to the airport and the flight were a blur. Damiano picked you up with an apologetic smile on his face.
“I’m sorry, we didn’t want to scare you, but I genuinely don’t remember the last time he was in such a state. There’s no way of talking to him, he’s just, absent.”
You gave him a hug and gently patted his back.
“I hope I can help.” You mumbled.
On the ride, Damiano told you a little about what happened in the last few days. Since leaving Ethan alone in his flat wasn’t an option, the four of them moved to their summer house, where they usually spent free time creating new music. Ethan allowed them to pack his bags, and drive him to the spot. He sadly climbed the stairs and locked himself up in a room. He spent a full two days there, before letting anyone inside. He refused to eat, drink and talk to anyone. He never said what happened, which made them even more concerned. 
“So we’ve decided that besides us, you’re the only person he might actually listen to. We tried to reach his sisters, but they’re abroad, apparently without a signal.” 
You sighed and shook your head. 
Damiano opened the door for you and grabbed your luggage. Vic and Thomas were in the living room, waiting for you. Both of them gave you hugs.
“Thank you, really. We got so worried…” Thomas said, his voice cracking at the last syllable. Vic wrapped her arms around him and kissed his temple.
“He’s upstairs in his room, right?” 
They nodded.
“We’ll give you some space and go shopping. Call us if you need anything.” Damiano sent you a pale smile and closed the door behind the three of them. 
You slowly climbed the stairs with a racing heart, scared to find out what happened. You opened the heavy door to his room with a loud squeak. Ethan was curled up on the bed, his hair all messy, dressed only in boxers and an old shirt he once had stolen from you. You closed the door behind you and walked closer.
“Ethan?” You said quietly. He quickly turned around and looked at you.
“You came?” His voice was shaky, it cracked at the last syllable. His face was pale, eyes red and teary, his lips puffy from crying.
“Of course I did.” You said, with great concern in your voice. 
You sat down at the edge of the bed. Ethan without a word, crawled closer, he put his face on your lap and wrapped his arms around you. You leaned down and kissed his head, embracing him in a tight hug. Suddenly you felt wetness on your thighs. His tears were hot, he choked on them quietly.
“My love, what happened?” You whispered, not letting him go, still holding him tight.
“Marco…he turned out to be a bastard.” Ethan blurted out.
“What did he do? Where is he now?” You asked with a big frown. 
Ethan sat up and wiped his eyes. He looked at you and cleared his throat.
“As soon as you left, he started acting differently. He kept saying that it’s good that you left, and that now we can be alone. We started fighting about that. I kept repeating that I love you, and he didn’t like that. I should’ve known something was up, he kept insisting on going out with me, trying to meet my friends and people from the label. And well…” he sighed and started rubbing his forehead.
“Did he hurt you?” You whispered.
“We went to a party, I caught him kissing with some guy. I asked what’s that about? He was drunk and said a bit too much.”
He shook his head and looked up at you.
“He said that he’s embarrassed by how I look, that I like makeup, with how I dress, that I talk about some bullshit that interests me. He said that I’m pathetic and that he just wanted to fuck and meet people to expand his photography business. He said that to my face with lots of people listening.”
You loudly exhaled. Both of you sat there in silence. You couldn’t believe that anyone could treat another person so horribly. Especially, Ethan, a person who you knew wouldn’t hurt a fly. And to do that while he was vulnerable and in love? You couldn’t wrap your head around this. All you could do was cup his face and look deeply into his eyes, with all the love you had for him.
“Ethan… I’m so sorry. You don’t deserve to be treated like this. None of it is true. I love you so much for who you are. Anyone who thinks otherwise doesn’t deserve your attention. 
He swallowed hard, a tear rolled down his cheek. You smiled softly and wiped it with your finger.
“Thank you, for being you. And for loving me, despite everything.” He whispered, nuzzling his face to your hand.
“How could I not love you?” You cupped his face and kissed him gently, scared that he’ll fall apart. You broke off the kiss and pressed your forehead to his. “I’m here now, and I’ll keep you safe.”
Ethan nodded and cuddled into you, wrapping his arms around your middle. 
Once you managed to calm him down a little, you made a bubble bath for him. He was exhausted from lack of sleep, food, and dehydration. Seeing him like this, barely able to stand on his own, was breaking your heart. You helped him get into the tub, sat beside him and started gently washing his hair. He sighed as you started massaging his scalp. Once you finished, you helped him wrap himself in a fluffy bathrobe and get back to his room. He sat in a big chair in front of the mirror and watched your every move as you started brushing his tangled hair. You saw a soft smile on his face and kissed his shoulder. When you finished, he moved back to bed. 
“Thank you. It really means so much.” He said quietly, looking at you with soft eyes.
“You don’t need to thank me, it’s what you deserve.”
“Come here.” He was sitting on the bed, his back resting against the frame. He patted his lap.
You crawled closer and sat on him, straddling him, and put both hands on his shoulders. His face changed and brightened up immediately. 
“I missed you…” his hands started wandering over your back and your sides. “All of you…” He whispered as his thumbs brushed your breasts.
“I missed you too.” You dragged your hands down to his chest, looking deeply into his eyes. 
He cupped your face and pulled you into a deep and passionate kiss. You sighed against his lips and rolled your hips. He moaned quietly, you felt his cock twitch underneath you. The only barrier between you two was your underwear and bathrobe. 
“Do you want me?” He said in a breathy voice.
“I always do.” You replied.
Ethan parted his bathrobe, and his hardening cock bounced back. You looked down and grabbed him, slowly stroking him. He once again kissed you, this time it was more messy and hungry. 
“Please…” He whimpered.
You lifted your dress a little and moved your soaked panties aside. He grabbed your hips and pulled you down on his cock, stretching you around him.  You both moaned loudly. Ethan started guiding your hips with one hand, helping you find the rhythm. His other hand kept teasing your breast. You both started panting loudly, filling the room with your noises. You put your hands on his shoulder and started moving faster, riding him the way you knew he loved. You were both on edge, chasing your release. The pent-up lust and passion from weeks of being apart caught up with both of you. You sped up your pace, feeling Ethan thrusting up into you harder. You threw your head back, feeling the tension building up inside of you. He grabbed your hips firmly and started slamming into you. Seconds later you both came hard, moaning loudly. You looked down at him, his dreamy eyes and flushed cheeks. He looked gorgeous. Ethan wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to his chest. While still panting, he whispered against your neck.
“All I ever needed was you. All of you. The rest is just a background noise.”
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gotheskin · 6 months
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måneskin masterlist
[key:
🌹 = smut
✨ = suggestive
☁️ = fluff
❤️‍🔥 = angst]
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damiano david:
n/a
ethan torchio:
n/a
thomas raggi:
n/a
victoria de angelis:
coming soon….
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oro-e-diamanti · 2 years
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Puppet - A Måneskin Chapter Story
Updated every Monday at 8pm CET! (And sometimes even more!)
Summary: All you were hoping for when you moved in with the band for the summer was some relaxation, a little fun and hopefully as little awkwardness as possible. But then a very personal detail about your life slips out and suddenly you're getting a lot more than you bargained for.
Content: Smut, a bit of fluff, more smut
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Chapters
Lesson One: It's all about anticipation.
Lesson Two: Talk about it.
Lesson Three: Self-love.
Lesson Four: Take matters into your own hands.
Lesson Five: Use your words.
Lesson Six: The choice is yours.
Lesson Seven: Talking about it is half the fun.
Lesson Eight: Feel the buzz.
Lesson Nine: Find the rhythm
Lesson Ten: Tie him down.
Lesson Eleven: Let them hear.
Lesson Twelve: Watch and learn.
Lesson Thirteen: Safewords are made to be used.
Lesson Fourteen: Turn your brain off.
Lesson Fifteen: It's all about unconventional problem-solving.
Lesson Sixteen: A taste of pain.
Lesson Seventeen: Learn to love.
Lesson Eighteen: Different ways to love.
Epilogue
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kaylalovesmaneskin · 1 year
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The tutor 
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A/n:hey loves I just wanted to say that umm I am going to have a huge story coming out later this month probably or next month but this project is going to take me a while but I just wanted to give y’all a lil heads up but with out further a do let get this started @ellior1111
Paring:Ethan Torchio x fem!reader
Warning:teasing and pet names
You were at Ethan’s house. Decause he was touring you. You flicked your pencil, listening to him explaining before the pencil landed between his legs. He sat back and spread his legs, looking at you expectantly. "Pick it up, princess.” He said to you. You pick it up. you get it your hands rub against his boner. "Good girl." he says, brushing your hair from your face. “I feel like a princess when you call me that." you say Blushing. "You'll feel like a queen if you sit on my lap." You think about giving in before remembering he’s your tutor. "I can't, you tutor me." you say concerned. "Hmm, who says my experience in tutoring doesn't go further than math? My love I’ll teach you loads." he says before grabbing Your waistband and continuing. "Now, tell me princess. Do you want it?"
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