#i'd like to order a sub!jake

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MY SHY HUSBAND — s.jy

PART 1 : HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR. SIM!

PAIRING enhypen jake x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS after spending your dinner drunkenly talking and eating with the birthday boy, the alcohol in both your systems make you seem more logical than when you're sober... kinda.

GENRE romance, arranged marriage, smut

WARNING alcohol consumption, profanities, piercings SEXUAL WARNINGS  smut, dubcon, degradation, cockwarming, marking, blow job, hand job, piercing, dom/sub dynamics, loss of virginity, unprotected sex

WC. 5.8k

— tysm for waiting for the continuation of this fic! with that said, this will be the end of this universe T-T just a psa for all my morally sensitive readers out there, both of them are crazy in some other types of way (jake just seems like the crazier one out of the two) also lmk if there are typos, missing, or mispelled words here in the fic so I can fix them ♡

Marrying Jake was never part of the plan, having a civil conversation with him wasn't, drinking, eating, and touching him like this was never even supposed to happen. You loathed Jake, and wanted him out badly so you can take your old life back. Because of him, you're on a lock 24/7, always being watched by your mother. You think it's unfair how she treats Jake with more concern than he's ever shown towards you, but you guessed that's what money does to people.

Though as of late, Jake seems to be finding more and more ways to work his impending charm onto you, making your heart swoon and ache rotten with sugar. Slowly, you've come to welcome the boy with open arms, and inevitably, with open legs.

"Come here, pretty boy." Gesturing for him to come closer with a pat of your hand on the soft mattress. You look at him with a smirk, posture leaned back casually as if you hadn't just exposed Jake's secret agendas.

The nicknames that spill out of your mouth seem to roll off naturally, your soft side slightly showing with each sweet gesture and petname you call him.

Jake takes small, shy steps towards you. You hate having to wait, so when he reaches an arms length, you lean forward, tugging his body swiftly to sit on your lap, making his cheeks bloom red as his mind registers the provocative position you've put yourselves in.

"Why're you being so shy, huh, Jake?" You ask teasingly as you raise an eyebrow at him. "With how loud you were the other night, I'd think you wanted the whole hotel to find out how much of a slut you are."

Placing your hand on his hips, you watch as Jake bites his plump lips in an attempt to contain his whines, closing his eyes along the way in order to conceal how desperate he is just to have you touch him where he needs you most.

"I-I didn’t think I was that… loud." He stutters in a pout. "I didn't mean for you to hear…"

"Oh baby, but you were." You press on, head leaning impossibly close to his, and Jake thinks you're about to kiss him, eyeing your lips in a daze. "You were so fucking loud, puppy. Couldn't sleep with how pretty you were whimpering for just my pillow."

Now, Jake is unable to contain the whine slash whimper that escapes his lips when you press your thumb onto his boner. Amusement fills your face as it twitches under your touch— so much so that you go to press your whole palm against it, wanting to see his reaction, and you're blessed to hear a long dragged out moan from him as a sigh of relief.

"You hear how good you sound, baby?" You ask, continuing to massage his aching cock underneath all those layers of clothing. "Who could resist not fucking themselves to that?"

Jake gasps when he hears your words along with your hand hitting the sweet spot on the tip of his cock. "You… you… put your fingers… inside?" He manages to squeak out, panting through the pleasure as he eyes the way your elegant hands work themselves on him.

You coo, somehow finding his reply to be incredibly adorable due to the way his face breaks into pleasure at the slightest stimulation you apply on his needy body.

"Yeah, Jake. I had them all inside me." You tease, dragging the word "all" to emphasize how aroused you had been, amazingly taking all of your fingers inside just so you can form some sort of simulation as to how Jake's dick would fit inside you.

Continuing your verbal torture, you say, "Got so wet hearing you moan my name, pretty. I couldn't help it. You don't mind, do you?"

Though you already knew the answer, you still wait patiently for Jake to comprehend, and process the meaning behind your words, afterwards smiling with glee at how his face breaks into the most delicious, most desperate expression on earth with his mouth hanging open, and brows crashing together as he imagines the scenario happening just between the hotel walls.

"D-Don't! I-I'd never mind."

"Good boy." You purr, running your free hand through his blonde locks. "Then you wouldn't mind fucking me, would you?"

"N-No! Fuck, No." He screams. "Please do; Fuck me."

Clicking your tongue in amusement at how compliant your husband is, the corner of your mouth rises into a smirk as you conclude, "You are a whore, huh?"

"Yes." He answers in the same desperate voice, making your wetness seep through the fabric of your own underwear as you push Jake's chest back, making him fall softly onto the mattress next to you.

"You're such a whore, Jake. And here everyone thinks you're some sort of pure innocent angel that fell from the sky." You spit out, clicking your tongue at the end. "You're just a little slut for some pussy, aren’t you?"

Jake whines at that, back pressed against the mattress as he watches you in front of him with hooded eyes. "N-No…"

Tilting your head in interest, you ask, "No?"

"'M only like this… with you."

Leaning forward, some of your weight rests against Jake's thigh— including your breasts. He watches as you come close to him, a hint of silver catching his attention when you lick your lips, and Jake concludes right then and there that it's his most favorite part of you.

As you were just about to ask him for his clear consent, Jake takes you by surprise by asking his own question.

"Can you give me a blow job, please?" He timidly yet hurriedly asks, fingers absentmindedly fidgeting with the fabric of your covers as he avoids eye contact, heart feeling too flustered to be asking such a bold question.

The piercing on your tongue is driving him wild, and he doesn't need much material for his mind to run wild with scenarios of the hard metal pressing against parts of his dick. He can only imagine how good it'll feel.

Chuckling in amusement, you ask why. "I want to feel your piercing on my… you know."

"Your dick." You complete for him, laughing at the fact that though he is a whore for how desperate he is to be fucked. Though on the inside, he's just a shy little puppy that's been too good to say such vulgar words. But the idea of no dirty talk and teasing isn't in your book. So, if Jake wants you so badly, he's going to have to adjust to your preferences, and you have no doubt he'll fall deeply in love with the way you talk to him, close to the level that he has with your existence.

"Then if Jake wants my mouth on him, don't you think he should undress himself for me?" You ask, tilting your head to the side, watching the knobs turn inside Jake's head. "Won't you put on a show for me, baby?"

Nodding and agreeing shyly, Jake eagerly sits up and pushes himself off the bed. Now, he's standing, and you're admiring him with your palms pressed onto the mattress as you lean back, waiting for him to start his show.

Though you can clearly tell how tense and awkward he is with the way he's standing, you make no comment nor teasing remarks. Instead, you wait for him patiently to start moving.

Slowly building up the confidence to start his strip show, he skims his hand underneath the thin cloth of his white t-shirt, the outline of his abs slowly peeking the more he raises his palms towards his upper body. His shirt bunches up on his wrist before pushing them off his head, tossing the shirt softly on the ground. His nipples perk up once it's been hit with the cold air in your room, and his stomach clenches when he sees the way you eye up his muscle. You admire every crevice of his tanned skin. You had seen Jake shirtless before, like the time you guys went out to the beach, and you watched him surf without a top on.

But you've never seen his body this close, not in this setting. His waist is small and dainty that you can't wait to wrap your hand around the curve. Jake's chest is broad, and his pecs stick out as a result of him working out. And one of the most attractive things you've come to notice about Jake is his belly button. You have no idea why but something about his protruded muscle captivates you, and you find it incredibly hot.

Jake watches you, unsure if what he's doing is right. Should he be making more slutier moves? What should he be doing? Is he supposed to moan or something? Grind on the air? However, looking at you, and you seeming as if you're in a trance, he doesn't think you even care.

"A-Am I doing it right?" He asks, the desire to receive validation winning over his timidness.

"Yeah, baby." You sigh, hands rubbing on the mattress to hold yourself back from reaching out and touching him. "Doing so good. You look so hot. I wanna taste you already."

Your mouth practically salivates when you see the broadness of his chest, bare and raising and falling heavily. His golden skin shimmers under the light of your room, and his chest swells with glee at your compliment, now feeling even more eager to do better, and fasten his pace since you've expressed how much you want to have him sooner.

When Jake skims his hand across his toned stomach, it flexes in itself and you lose it. Pushing yourself off the bed, you press your body close to him and he welcomes you shyly yet eagerly.

Jake's hands plant themselves on your hips so as to steady himself while he watches the dazed look on your face. Goosebumps arise on his skin when you ghost your fingers across his abs, later on shivering when your fingers rush past his nipples, and sit themselves on his pecs, caressing his muscle in awe.

"Come here, babe." You walk backward, taking your husband with you. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, your fingers push past the rubber of Jake's sweats, ready to pull it down, but not before locking eyes with him from where he's standing in front of you, eyes asking for permission. "Can I?"

Biting his lips, Jake nods, however, that isn't a good enough response for you. You stick your tongue out, provoking Jake by licking him over his pants, right along his length. Your metal piercing presses against his aching cock, making him crumble. Your boy whines, hips uncontrollably bucking into your face before he even realized and he exclaims, "Sorry! I didn't mean to—"

Jake's train of apology gets cut off when you talk, dismissing his reasons because to be fairly honest, you don't give a damn. "It's okay, puppy. No need to be sorry. What you do need to be sorry for though, is the fact that you haven't answered me properly."

While talking, Jake eyes the way your hands start to caress him all over, massaging his toned thighs, to his ass, and then over his boner. "Yes, you can. Please, I can't wait anymore."

"That's a good puppy." You coo, patting his cute ass. "Then finish your show for me quickly, baby."

Jake nods eagerly at what you've said, thumbs going underneath the lining of his underwear to push it down but pauses when he sees you motioning for him to turn around with your pointer finger, smirking at him as you bite your lips.

Although confused, he does what you're telling him to do, Jake takes a few steps back before turning around, showing you the thick curve of his ass, the bottom side of his balls peeking from between his plush skin. When Jake pulls down both the fabric of his sweats and his underwear, you land a mischievous slap against his cheeks, snickering right after when you hear him gasp. Your husband's cheeks burn red, hand shyly going to his behind and massaging his rosy flesh.

"Sorry, puppy. Couldn't help myself." You chuckle before gesturing for him to turn around. However, Jake doesn't. You tug on his thighs, but your puppy doesn't do anything which puts you in concern. "What's wrong, babe?"

Instead of answering you, Jake shakes his head, blonde locks thrashing along with him.

With his back turned to you, you're unable to see his face, leaving you even more concerned.

You stand up to check on him, wrapping your arms around his waist, your chin tucked into his shoulder. "Tell me what's on your mind, Jake."

"N-Nothing." He stutters. Now that you're on him, you realize how much his body has turned hot throughout your whole exchange, so you plant kisses along his skin to soothe your husband's burning temperature and hopefully, his thoughts as well. "J-Just give me a second."

"Why, baby? Tell me what's the matter."

Feeling your breath and lips fanning his skin, Jake shivers, and he's sure that you notice because you start humming, and pressing even longer kisses onto his skin, causing him to get even more worked up. "I can't. It's embarrassing a-and you're gonna make fun of me..." He whines.

"I would never make fun of you, baby." You say it strongly. Jake turns his head towards you with a pointed look as if to contradict your words. Realizing what he's getting at, you chuckle, "Okay okay. Not like that at least. You know I mean well when I tease you, baby."

Jake rolls his eyes at you playfully, bottom lip cutely jutting out. "I know…"

"Then what is it, puppy?"

"I'm just a bit… shy… That's all." He mumbles and you almost didn't catch it. But you do, and hearing his confession made you smirk.

"Aww. My baby's shy?" You tease, playfully. "Lemme see how much."

With your hands priorly placed on Jake's hips, you easily turn him around to face you. Taking him by surprise, Jake's adorable puppy eyes widen, clearly taken back.

Jake is shy. His already flushed cheeks had turned even rosier after he'd finished his small strip show, the red enveloping his neck and the widespread of his well-built chest. Your mouth can't help but actually water at the sight, and your hand moves on its own accord as they slide over its broadness, feeling the burn of his skin.

"Shy about what, pup?" You ask, pretending to be oblivious as you trail your hands downward, dragging your nails across his pelvis which raises goosebumps onto his skin and down to trace the curve of his balls. Your finger traces the space between his testicles before leading them back up to smooth over along his dick, smiling deviously when it twitches.

Jake watches as you sit back down on the mattress, pulling him closer so he can slot his body in between your spreaded legs. Your eyes stay locked with his, and he's suddenly rendered blank. He's in your trance and has no intention of breaking out. He doesn't even notice how your hand started to wander further down south, a surprised yet strangled moan wrecking through his lips when you grab his dick.

No words come out of Jake's lips, only guttural groans, heavy breaths, and pained whimpers as you start moving. "Ahh, you're so shy, baby. So so shy." You tch out, mockingly yet incredibly amused by how a simple slap could make his dick leak so much

Jake tries to reply, though he doesn't even know what he should say. His mouth only hangs open as his eyes stay locked on to the way your hand moves against his pulsing head, just like how he's been yearning for you to do. "Can't talk already, pup?"

"You're— ah!" He starts but gets cut off when you roll the wide surface of your palm along his whole head, afterwards sliding your hand down roughly towards his base. Your husband's dick twitches in mid air as your hand stays rooted which gives him enough leverage to speak. "You're teasing me again."

When you giggle, Jake's heart can't help but swarm with warmth, and it only adds onto his arousal. Adorable yet so hot, rough yet caring. The contrast only makes his head spin. He loves your personality so much. His friends thought he was crazy for going this insane over you from just one meeting, one kiss, but they've never experienced you like he has. One kiss— one stare even, will make even the toughest man fall.

He's wrong for putting you under such circumstances. Forcing his way into your life, and making it so that you can never come out. But you have to realize that he's doing this all because he loves you. He's guilty— that's for sure, but he can only hope that you'd forgive him, that soon enough, his insanity will reach you, and you wouldn't care, not knowing that it already has.

"Can't help it, honey. You're too cute not to." You hum, bringing your lips to press a hard kiss onto the part where his balls and cock connected, sliding your tongue out and pressing the metal bead onto his skin before sliding it upwards in a sensual manner.

Jake lets out the prettiest moan when you do so. His head is thrown back, brows crashed together, and his mouth completely slacked open due to pleasure. A long dragged out moan escapes past his lips when you press your piercing across his slit, the precum sweeping onto your tongue, and coating your piercing with thick white coats.

"Fuck, you taste amazing." You say you continue to swallow traces of Jake's arousal along his thick length, not forgetting to swirl your tongue against the whole surface of his dick.

"Hah," Your husband pants, eyes blown with lust as his chest heaves. Sobbing, he says, "Good! so good."

You hum against his dick as thanks for his compliment, the vibrations causing Jake to whimper, upper body lurching forward when you suddenly take his dick inside your wet mouth. The metal pierced onto your tongue presses against the underside of his dick every time you slide him in and out. Too focused on sucking his dick, you almost miss the way his hands seem to wander around, alternating between gripping his own muscled thighs and his waist, and that was enough for everything to unveil.

"Is it your first time, baby?" You try and make it sound casual, knowing that Jake might be embarrassed about it, though, you don't know why he would as you don't see a reason to.

Honestly, you should've known straight away when he had first crashed his lips against yours. It was so clumsy yet sweet that you can only find it adorable. His hands were awkwardly switching places, touching his own body that you almost started sulking because he wasn't touching you, soon coming to the realization that this must be his first, the new-found information only making your chest swell with pride.

"Y-Yeah…" He mumbles worriedly at you. "Sorry if I won't be too good. I-I'll try my best though! You don't have to worry about me. I pro—"

"Hush, baby." You dismiss, not wanting him to stress about something so irrelevant. You smirk, a teasing grin on your lips. "I think it's hot."

"How is me being a virgin hot?" He asks, poutingly as you've once again found something to tease him about.

"I think it's hot that I'm your first— that I'm the one who's gonna be the seeing you cum." Threading his fingers between yours, you don't comment on the way his palms are sweating, fully knowing that your husband will stress about it. So you root the detail inside your head; the way his palms nervously break out into a damp mess, how his eyes watch you so intently, and how his lips jut out adorably in concentration.

"The only one who's gonna see you cum." You correct, arching an eyebrow at him, and trying to see if he'll oppose, but you only let out an amused chuckle when Jake does nothing but agree.

Too cute, he's too cute.

You guide one of his hands towards the back of your head, telling him to grip onto you as much as he wants while his other hand is planted onto your jaw, fingers grazing your cheek affectionately. It's not when you take his dick back inside your mouth that Jake fully understands why you've put his hand to cup your cheek— besides for the reason that you just wanted to be caressed.

Jake gasps when he feels the hard outline of his dick against the thin skin of your cheek. His hips stutter into you, making you choke on his dick. Your husband starts panicking, apologies flooding his mouth but it gets dismissed when you don’t pull him out. "Fuck! Sorry." was all he could blurt out before sliding your mouth on his dick.

His veiny hands stay planted against your cheek, feeling the way your skin rises due to his dick pressing against it while his fingers form knots with the strands of your hair. After the small incident, Jake doesn't dare move, not wanting to accidentally make you choke again, and though you want him to be free to do whatever he wants, you have to admit that it was hard to take him all in.

When you pull away, webs of your saliva connect themselves onto Jake's cock as if to tell you that it doesn't want to part. However, your husband is only human and a virgin at that. The signs of his climax were slowly approaching, and you don't think he'd be boastful of cumming so early without feeling your pussy on his first time.

"Come, baby. I think it's time you fill me up." You tut, tugging his hand, and guiding him to stand behind you, both your knees digging into the sheets, Quickly, you tear away your clothes as though you had initially intended to give Jake his very own strip show, you were feeling much too impatient.

Looking back, you lock eyes with your dear husband as he watches your naked body in amazement, admiring your curves, and the warmth your supple looking skin exudes. Chuckling, you ask, "You ready?"

"W-Wait!" Jake pauses, eyes looking at you frantically. "W-What about a condom? Shouldn't we be using one?"

"There's no need for a condom, puppy." You say playfully, tapping his chin because you just find him so cute. "What do you say we give my mom what she wants, huh? You wanna give me your babies, Jakey?"

With your dear mother staying true to her horrid title of "Worse and Inconsiderate Mom of the Century," she pitched the idea about you and Jake making a baby. She says that having a grandchild was her biggest dream.

Every time you said no, she would come up with more excuses, telling you that it's your honeymoon, you should be making love. And while you internally threw up, you tell her that you don't even want to be seen in the same room as Jake, let alone be in the same bed as him. Now, you can only bite at your own words because look at you, pussy clenching around itself, begging for your spouse to occupy the unneeded space inside your cunt. Maybe using it to rile Jake up wouldn't be so bad, and maybe— just maybe, having a child with Jake isn't too much either.

At that, Jake whimpers, head falling on your shoulder as he grabs your waist, tugging your body close to his. Your plump ass sandwich his dick, and Jake moans when you slide your ass up against it for him. "You want a baby?" He pants, "With me?"

"Yeah, honey. My puppy would make such a great daddy, don't you think?" You ask him in third person, smirking in amusement when you look back, and see the broken expression, face contorted in pleasure.

Without your guidance, Jake's hips move on his own accord and from time to time, his length slips and slaps against your folds, making your body twitch in itself. He releases an elongated groan when your wetness coats his dick, and all he wants is to be bear inside you.

"Can I?" He asks the same question you did just a while ago, and it does nothing to soothe your erratic heart.

You nod your head to his question, not trusting your own voice and you're thankful that he doesn't push you to be more vocal about it.

No sex has ever made you so nervous. You're careful. You don't want to hurt Jake. In fact, all you want is the opposite. You want him to feel nothing but pleasure the whole time. You want this to last for as long as possible, to stay like this until the sunrise, and the next. You're insatiable. Your mind is still slightly buzzed with alcohol and you have no idea if his is too. All you want is him, his heart, and his body— oblivious to the fact that he's already given it to you from day one.

However, you don't know this, so all you can do is dread the morning, wherein you assume that Jake would most likely realize what the two of you did, and possibly regret everything that happened.

You have no idea where this newfound insecurity came from. You're always so confident and cocky, yet a simple man who's forced to be your husband instantly makes your aura crumble. Jake is so nice and innocent— everything you aren't. Would he regret giving it away to you? Should you stop now before it's too late? You have no idea what the answer to both of those questions are, mind still seeping thinly with booze to comprehend the right thoughts in order to make the right move. So you let yourself slip up again— let the alcohol reign and once again make your own decisions.

Little did you know that this is all Jake could ask for. Nothing in the world can compare to how much he wants to live in this moment— with you taking his first. Unlike you, he doesn't dread the next morning. In actuality, he's looking forward to it.

In his head, there's a picture of the two of you laying on this bed together. Your head is resting on his naked chest while your hand caresses his body with affection. There's no ulterior motive to it— although there could be if you wanted. Just the two of you having a wholesome moment the night after.

Jake is everything nice, but when it comes to you, Jake isn't able to hold still, stopping at nothing just so he can get you. Jake has no regrets, absolutely none. From giving you his virginity down to manipulating his parents to force you into marrying him. The only issue is if you were to find out, but Jake swears he'll take this secret to his grave. You don't need to know such irrelevant details. Jake may have forced you to wed him, but he'll never force you to love him— it's too cruel, he thinks.

Clearing out both your minds, you look at each other. Crazy and Crazier meets, and it's as if the two of you have somehow perfectly molded each other; Jake has made you crazy, and you've made Jake a fiend-like demon who rides on sex.

Jake hugs you from behind, head nestled at the crook of your neck and inhaling your scent. His cock rests between your cheeks before you take the initiative to guide him inside your pussy with no prior prep needed. That's how aroused you are.

When Jake's head pushes past the surface and goes inside your aching core, your boyfriend clutches you in his arms tighter, and you hear him hiss so attractively that your pussy clenches around his sensitive tip. Because of the pleasure, Jake lurches forward, and he would've fallen face first onto the bed if it weren't for you who's in front of him, chivalrously saving him from humiliation.

You pat his thigh in amusement. “Calm down, baby.”

Jake whines. “I can’t. F-Fuck, you feel amazing.” The thought of thrusting isn’t even on his thoughts, mind too preoccupied on coping with the pleasure and withdrawing the desire to cum.

"It's okay, puppy. Take all the time you need."

Jake can't do this any longer because if he does, he's sure that he's going to either end up crying or cumming, maybe even both. A while ago, you teased him, slapped his ass, and called him names, and he loved all of them without any doubt in his mushy mind. Now, you're patting him down and assuring him, sweetly letting him direct the pace. Though it's quite evidently clear who's in charge.

After a few moments pass, you watch Jake's Adam's apple bobs as he takes a huge gulp, swallowing the temptation to bust before nodding his head at you, telling you that he's ready to proceed with things.

"There you go, baby. Doing so well." You purr, palms scratching his jaw.

"A-Am not even doing anything." He laughs out with a breath.

"Still. You're already doing so good for me." Jake watches as you lower your body to press on the mattress, back arched and your ass out. You move forward slightly, arms jutting in front of you as if to stretch, but you're only doing it because you know that the view would drive Jake crazy.

"Can't wait to fully have you, puppy. Feel your dick drag against my pussy, slide on your cock, your cum paint my walls." You list out in a whine.

"Fuck," You hear him sob. His nails dig into the plush skin of your ass to contain his whimpers, and it makes you hiss "Please, move. Need to feel you so bad."

Granting his wish, you slowly move on Jake's dick. You thrust your ass upwards and down, setting slow and calm movements as you wait for him to adjust to the pleasure before building up a steady pace.

It's not long before Jake starts thrusting his hips and burying his dick inside your pussy on his own. He's craving for more by the second, fiending on the wet slaps your pussy makes for him when he thrust his hips— especially when he presses his front against your sunken body on the mattress, and burying it deep inside your mess. When his head hits that sweet mushy spot deep in your pussy, you release a scream in pleasure.

Oblivious, Jake abruptly stops. His eyes snap open, and rushes to check up on you, slipping his dick out hastily in the process. "A-Are you okay? I'm so so sorry. Please, are you—

Instead of hearing you blurt out any noise indicating that he's hurt you, you let out a long drawn out moan at the feeling of his dick leaving your pussy, whining afterwards at the loss. Frowning, you say, "Fuck, Jake. Why'd you do that?"

"Huh? I-I…" He trails off, completely forgetting what he was going to say as his mind renders blank when you poutingly put his dick back inside of yourself, shimmying your ass which shakes him out of his trance.

"Again." You order, looking back at him with a pointed look. "Hit my spot again."

You smirk when you feel his cock twitch inside you, and once he realizes this, he turns to mush, cheeks flaring up with red. Jake bites his lip before nodding, dismissing his initial thought that he had inflicted pain on you when he seemed to have done the opposite.

As if already knowing your body well, he expertly goes back to the same spot he hit, and he releases a moan when you clench around him. Jake releases a string of adorable whimpers as he watches his pelvis collide with your ass, the skin bouncing with each thrust, and he can't help but speed up his movements. When you moan his name, all Jake thinks about is how he can get more words and sounds of praise to come out of your mouth so, he tries to do even better, trying out a different angle, and he's rewarded when he hears your words.

"Jake— Holy shit, baby! How're you so good?!" You scream out, your own body meeting him with each thrust. "You feel so amazing, puppy. Love feeling your dick throb up inside me."

Jake's panting now, mouth hung open to make it easier for him to breathe and let noises of pleasure for you to hear. Despite the loud sound of your skin slapping and the wet noises that coming out from your pussy, Jake listens to all that you're saying, your words only adding more fuel to light up his climax.

"How about you make my tummy swell up too, huh? You gonna keep your promise, and give me your cum, baby?" You pant, hips slamming against his in order to reach your own high.

"Yes! Yeah, I'll give you all my cum! Please take it, please please please…" He continues to beg as if he's forgotten that you were the one who asked for it.

Both your bodies work in order to please the other, wanting nothing more than to hear each other scream out your names in bliss. If it was even possible, Jake's hips seem to pick up their pace, thrusting frantically into you, and slapping against your mound. With his body still pressed against your back, he uses your shoulder as a safe haven, and starts sucking on your skin. His drool dribbles down towards your chest, coating your nipples, and you drag a finger up to collect them on your fingers before dipping your soaked digits between your legs to rub your clit.

"'M so close, Jakey. Will you come with me?" Though your tone is sweet, what you're doing certainly isn't, and it drives Jake past insane.

"Mhm! I wanna cum so bad." He whimpers, eyes squeezing shut. "Please, let me cum."

"Yeah?" With your newfound strength, you sit the both of you up, bodies still connected with each other. While one of your hands is preoccupied with stimulating your clit, the other goes to wrap around Jake's neck, pulling him past your shoulder so your lips can meet. The kiss quickly turns feverish with hunger, your tongue rummaging the inside of his mouth and tracing his tongue with your wet muscle. Jake's arms are wrapped around your middle to help you take his pounding hips. You tug on his bottom lip before releasing it, feeling yourself crumbling against him any second now. "Cum, baby. Come for me."

With your walls hugging Jake's cock so deliciously, the pleasure almost suffocates him. His jaw slacks open, your name spewing out like  a prayer before he's finally driven to the edge.

"Ah! Shit—" And that's all Jake needed to reach his high. His body convulses behind you, twitching due to the intense round of pleasure. Your pussy milks his cock dry, taking in all his cum.

You don't let him pull out yet, mind fuzzy but still determined to keep all of it inside you as it seems that the promised child you jokingly brought up is coming to reality.

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Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OFC (Reader)

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Roleplay, power differential, cum play, p in v, oral (m&f receiving), dom/sub elements, edging, orgasm denial, masturbation, slight shoe kink

My small contribution to Kinktober.

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Measure of Man

You are seated at your dining table, waiting for Jake to arrive home and to find the sticky note you left on the front door,

"Lt. Seresin,

Report to my office immediately.

-Dr. Matthews"

This idea has been floating in your head for awhile, an opportunity to have a little different kind of fun with Jake. Frankly after the shitty day you had at work, the appeal of getting outside of your own head and piss poor mood sounded good and hopefully you'd get a good orgasm or two out of it.

Jake steps into the house holding the sticky note in his hand, a quizzical look on his face as he holds it up. You talk before he can.

"Take a seat, Lieutenant Seresin," you direct Jake to sit in the kitchen chair pulled out from the table. You've staged your dining room table to be a "desk" including an old name plate that reads, "Dr. Elsa Matthews, PhD."

Jake gives you a slightly raised eyebrow as he sits down.

Picking up a file folder you ask Jake,

"Do you know why you're here?"

"No, El,--" he responds tentatively before you cut him off.

"I thought you Navy guys were good with titles, please address me as Dr. or Ma'am. I've been called here to evaluate your ability to go on a very important mission."

"Okay, Ma'am," he responds, his Texan accent coming out, he nods to complete the act of deference.

"We have two options, one, I ask you questions and you give me answers you think I want to hear," you say walking around the kitchen table to sit on the edge, crossing your legs. Jake's gaze at your legs tucked into a tight pencil skirt and the high black heels you're wearing does not go unnoticed.

"Or two, we employ a more hands-on method," you finish.

Jake smirks that cocky grin of his and sits up a little straighter, his brain having caught on to your game.

"I'd be interested in hearing more about this hands-on approach, Ma'am."

"It's a little unorthodox, but trust me when I say you'll be satisfied with the results. So, what will it be, Lieutenant?"

You uncross your legs and recross them as he ponders your words, your movement distracting him slightly,

"Uhh, the second one," he answers as he clears his throat.

"Excellent, let's get started," you say hopping off the table, "Take your clothes off, we'll start with the physical examination first."

Jake looks at you not sure exactly where this is going,

"I thought this was a psych evaluation, Ma'am."

"Is a comprehensive exam to evaluate a few characteristics like your overall fitness for the mission, physical stamina, impulse control, your ability to follow orders, and most of all my satisfaction that you're up to the mission requirements. If you don't want to do this, Lieutenant Seresin, I can just move on to my next appointment,"

you glance down at the file folder on the desk,

"A Lieutenant Bradshaw? Maybe he'll be more cooperative and eager to please me?"

Jake scowls and stands up and starts to strip, starting with his uniform shirt.

"Oh, I think you'll find me very eager to please and definitely will satisfy all your requirements, Dr. Matthews,"

he says, stripping off his uniform shirt and undershirt draping them across the back of the chair. He kneels down to untie his boots, pulling them off along with his socks that he neatly tucks under the chair. Jake stands up in a parade rest waiting for your next command.

"Everything, Lieutenant. You'll find I'm very thorough in my exam," you say, as sternly as you can as you reach forward and cup Jake through his khakis. His hips buck forward reflexively and his cock starts to harden under your hand.

Jake hides a small grin as he slowly moves his hands to his belt buckle unlatching the gold metal. After undoing the button and zipper he pushes down his pants and underwear in one smooth motion before standing back up. His cock proud and erect in front of him.

You pick up a fabric tape measure and a clipboard from your "desk" and step over to Jake.

The tape measure slides easily over one of Jake's biceps; you pretend to write down a measurement on your clipboard. You let the tape measure trail around Jake's body as your hands smooth over his hard muscle and golden skin and you "accidentally" bump your body into his, like when you step away after measuring his waist you let your fabric covered ass graze his erection. All the while you're marking down "measurements" on the notepad and occasionally humming small words of praise. Jake is standing perfectly still and the only way he lets on how he is affected by your touch is the occasional sharp inhale when you graze his cock. Your last move is to wrap your hand around his cock and hold it out to be measured. You hold the tape measure end to the base of his cock, the cold of the metal tip causing him to startle. Your other hand lifts his member up and you pull the tape measure along length, earning a light grunt from Jake. You let the tape measure fall away and keep fisting his cock. Jake looks down at you trying to read your face.

You maintain a disinterested, professional look as you continue to jerk him off, enjoying the muted moans and grunts as he keeps up the facade. Just as he starts to thrust his hips in time to your motions you pull your hand away, pulling an anguished whine from Jake.

Satisfied with your teasing you step back and lean against the table.

"Impressive Lieutenant," you say,

"Peak physical condition."

Jake is lightly glaring at you while his dick drips precum, his green eyes locked onto yours as he awaits your next direction. The power and tension in the air along with Jake's naked body on display has wetness pooling between your legs. You sit back down on the desk and open your legs as much as you can in the tight pencil skirt. Jake's eyes automatically drop to your apex as the skirt starts to slide up. You can tell the moment he locks onto the lacey thong you're wearing; you have no doubt that there is a darker patch visible on the delicate fabric betraying your arousal. Jake smirks a little at that revelation.

"Next is the oral exam," you say, trying to maintain a professional tone. Jake nods and raises an eyebrow.

"Kneel lieutenant," you order and Jake slowly lowers himself to the floor, still a few feet away from the table.

"Your next task is to make me come with, what I've been told, is quite the mouth on you," Jake breaks into a smile and starts to shuffle forward on his knees to get closer to you,

"As timing is everything you've got five minutes to make me come, starting now."

You hit a timer on your phone laying on the table to emphasize your point.

You had expected Jake to dive in, frenzied to get you off, but he starts at a slower pace kissing up your legs and between your thighs. His confidence in his ability to make you cum translating to a leisurely pace. When he reaches your lace covered mound he breathes your scent in deeply. He drops a sweet kiss over the dark spot and slides his hands up to pull your thong off dropping it to the floor. Jake picks up your feet where they are dangling and places them on the table so you are butterflied completely open for him. The anticipation and just how close he is to your pussy makes you squirm with need. He is kissing all around you, except where you need him most. Finally, he runs his tongue down through your folds into your slit and back up around your clit. A loud sigh mixed with a moan escapes you as you try to hold yourself up so you watch Jake's every move. Jake lets out a muffled moan as he licks your clit. Two of his thick fingers circle around your slit, he gently slides one in quickly followed by the other. The stretch just the right side of intense and you feel yourself gush more arousal around his fingers. He moves his fingers in time with his assault on your clit. That burning need inside you starts to build deep in your belly. Jake curls his fingers in a come hither motion as he speeds up his efforts on your clit. The change in sensation ratchets you up another notch closer to your peak. Jake recognizes the flutter of your soft walls and your breathy moans and speeds up even more, determined to push you over the edge. All it takes is one furious suck on your clit and you are soaring a loud scream bursting forth from you.

You lay down against the table catching your breath as Jake continues to leave gentle kisses around your mound and your thighs.

Leaning up on your elbows, you take in the sight of Jake as he wipes his chin on his arm. Grabbing the clipboard you turn the timer off and inform him,

"You have successfully passed the oral portion of the evaluation, with some time to spare."

Jake smugly grins from between your legs awaiting your next request.

"Take a seat, Lieutenant," you order and Jake complies quickly.

"One characteristic we look for in a mission leader is the ability to control your base impulses, to put others first," you state, walking around his chair, your fingers trailing across his broad shoulders.

"I can assure you that I'm very in control and everyone comes before me," Jake says, earnestly.

You have to bite your cheek not to laugh at the double entendre Jake is laying down.

"This next exercise is designed to test that theory exactly."

Jake watches you with his intense green eyes as you stand in front of him and start to unbutton your very professional white blouse revealing the matching bra to your thong on the floor.

You turn your back to Jake and unzip your skirt letting it fall. Your bra follows soon after till you are completely naked save for your heels in front of Jake. He greedily eyes you up from head to toe, a subconscious lick of his lips betraying his lust along with his obvious erection.

Walking confidently to where Jake sits you straddle one of his legs and pull his chin up so your eyes meet.

"I'm going to ride your cock, but you are not allowed to come. If you feel close say, "parachute." I might ease up or just keep fucking you, see how far I can push you. Say "Red" if it's too much and we stop, understood, Lieutenant?"

Jake swallows hard and responds,

"Yes Ma'am."

You bend down and quickly take Jake's hard cock in your mouth as far as it can go, the action punches out a surprised moan from Jake. You pull off and keep a hold of his cock as you guide it inside of you, a long moan of satisfaction boiling up from Jake's throat. You enjoy the feeling of connection and see that Jake is doing everything in his power not to start thrusting up into you. He waits patiently for you to move. Feeling a bit generous you grab the short hair at the back of his neck and pull, forcing his lips up for you to greedily kiss. You start a slow roll of your hips up and down his cock. Jake's hands hang at his sides.

"Hands behind your head," you order and Jake complies.

You lick your fingers and reach down to rub your sensitive clit as you move up and down.

"Quite the impressive performance so far, Lieutenant Seresin. I look forward to the rest of your evaluation," you say, your pace of your hips steadily increasing along with your rhythm on your clit. You watch every twitch and look of pleasure on Jake's face as you ride him. Jake grips at his own hair and tenses his arm muscles as he tries to stave off his impending release. You put as much muscle as you can into your movements up and down which pushes you closer to the edge.

"Mmm, I know I'm close to another. How are you doing? You're not going to disappoint me and come, are you?" you tease.

"No, Ma'am. Want to be good for you," Jake grits out, eyes rolling back as you climax on his cock, squeezing hard as you peak. You're relentless as you keep riding him, bracing your feet on the chair by his thighs to give you even more leverage. The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, your moans of pleasure, and Jake's grunts through gritted teeth. You manage to squeeze out another orgasm before Jake grunts out,

"Parachute."

You still your hips, but stay perched on his cock. You dismount and turn around so you can guide him in from behind.

"Good control, Lieutenant. Let's resume," you say as you start to ride him again. You repeat this game several more times, driving Jake to the edge and then stopping short. Abruptly you stand up disconnecting from Jake.

Jake looks lost as you look down at him, his dick hard, red, and pulsing.

"Please, El, need you, need to come," he pleads, breaking his character.

"Lieutenant Seresin, I will not tolerate your insubordination and lack of respect. Stand up," you order, your voice a bit hard.

Jake nearly stumbles as he follows your order, he stands before you in a parade rest, chest slightly heaving. You lean up and kiss just below his ear as you lazily stroke down his chest, just ghosting over his cock.

"I was going to let you come, Lieutenant, but now I'm not so sure. Your impulse control and ability to follow orders leaves something to be desired. You're going to have to do a good job of convincing me why you should come." You sit back down on the desk.

"Yes Ma'am. I understand and I apologize for disrespecting you," Jake replies, the building desperation apparent in his voice.

"Come closer," you bark and Jake steps closer.

You trail the toe of your shoe up Jake's inner thigh and just barely lift his balls with the shiny patent leather; the ecstasy on his face betrays how much even this little touch is pushing him closer to the edge.

"Why should I let you come, Seresin?"

you ask, mockingly, as you run your shoe on the underside of his dick. Jake lets out a ragged sob of a moan, grateful for some touch. He slowly starts to thrust at your foot, obviously desperate for something.

"Please Ma'am, please let me come. I'll eat you out for the rest of the day, the rest of the week. I'll live under your desk and give you head during all your appointments," Jake pleads, eyes screwing shut as he continues to thrust at your shoe and the air.

"Negotiating, good tactic. Glad to see you can think on your feet. Touch yourself, Lieutenant."

You drop your foot away as Jake starts to fist his cock. He opens his eyes, the desperation to come heavy in his eyes.

"May I come, Ma'am?" he rasps out.

You pretend to ponder it for a moment watching the panic start to build on Jake's face which quickly turns to pure need as you slide off the table and to your knees in front of him. You take his cock in your hand and continue to stroke him.

"I think you've passed my evaluation today. I'm satisfied with the results, are you Lieutenant Seresin?" you coo.

You finish your sentence by taking in his length into your mouth, relishing in the sounds you are pulling out of Jake at this needy moment. You start to bob your head along his cock, determined to push him over the edge.

"Yes, fuck…ahh, yes, I'm satisfied with the result, Dr….ahhh, shit, Dr. Matthews. Please, may I come?" he asks, voice strained.

You pop him out your mouth and continue to jerk him off,

"Yes, you can come."

Jake lets out a loud low moan as he climaxes, spurts of hot cum landing on your face and tongue. His jaw agape and muscles tensed as he watches his release puddle on your face.

"Holy fuck, fuck, El," he stutters a long with the last thrusts of his hips to eek out the last drops of pleasure.

Jake reaches out to gently cup your face as he catches his breath, his thumb catching some of his come and pushing it onto your tongue. You suck lightly on his thumb earning a small moan from him. He turns around and hands you his discarded T-shirt to clean up.

Mostly cleaned up, you wrap your arms around Jake's neck and pull him down for a sweet kiss. Jake wraps his arms around you, returning the gesture.

"Was that okay?" you ask, suddenly feeling a little off. Roleplay was something you had discussed before but today was probably a bit of a surprise for him.

"That was very okay, and you did a good job of checking in. Trust me to know my limits, El. Also it was hot as fuck and I may have cummed my brains out. Shower?" he says, soothingly to you.

Your doubt quelled, you lead Jake to the shower and sit him on the bench, washing his hair first. He leans into your touch, letting you take care of him.

"Anything in particular bring that on, El?" Jake asks, after a few minutes, as you scrub his back.

"Very shitty day at work, some asshat vendor kept talking over me and mansplaining something I had to remind him that I have a god damn patent on and my boss didn't seem to care. Just felt so frustrated and…small," you say.

Jake turns around,

"So you wanted to be the powerful goddess that you are by ordering around your very manly, virile, burly, extremely handsome, peak of maleness, strong aviator boyfriend?" he asks, getting to the heart of the matter.

You smile at his self praise and duck your head into his chest,

"Well, yes, when you put it that way I feel a little embarrassed."

Jake cups your chin and pulls your face out to meet his gaze, he sweetly kisses you on the forehead,

"Don't be, El. It was hot as fuck and I'm glad I'm here for you in a way that was very mutually pleasurable. It really turns me on when you take what you want, what you need."

"Thank you, Jake."

"Anytime, El. Anytime. Plus it gave me a couple of ideas for the future."

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[backmuscles21]

We Want You

Recoms x Reader

Summary: You're the only doctor set aside for the recom soldiers, as you start to work with them, they fall in love. Now they want you in on their secret arrangement. More of how things started, or how I'd imagine they'd start. I finished the entire thing only to then realize I forgot our boy Mansk. I couldn't believe it but I'm too lazy to fix it.

Warnings: implied sexual content, mild sexual content, explicit language, dom/sub undertones, friends with benefits.

They hated having meetings with General Ardmore, it was all a bunch of bullshit, and it was always something stupid. Usually, it was about something they did wrong or not up to her standards or something new she needed them to follow up with. They had their order and those orders were to kill Jake Sully. They didn’t need this bitch telling them what they can and can’t do, they are top-level marines, they are good at their job, and that’s why they were chosen.

They all sat facing the General, none of them could care less, she babbled on until they heard the door open. That made them sit up straighter and wake up a little, they noticed this other Na’vi body, another avatar.

“This is (y/n). She is a combat medic and has her PhD. She only studied in human biology until she got here, and now she holds another PhD in Na’vi biology. She will be your doctor and go with you on missions. We’ve given her an avatar to better treat you recom soldiers. She will at times be out of the avatar body acting as her original position of doctor.”

“And why do we need her when we got him?” Lopez pointed at Ja.

“Ja is just a combat medic. A medic for humans. Na’vi bodies are different and on top of that, I heal both,” you explained.

You were sassy, Miles took a liking to you right away.

And that’s how this all started, you were their doctor, on the field and off. They got hurt they went to you, they were having a problem with their bodies, you helped them. They all grew to love you for what you did for them, massaging their muscles after they worked them too hard in the gym or even better stitching a cut they got from a mission.

They loved your hands on them, they loved when they got a scrape or a cut because they knew your hands would be their skin. Your hands would touch their warm skin as you cleaned their cuts and bandaged them.

“Okay, we have to talk.”

“Whatever about Lyle,” Walker asked more sarcastically.

Lyle rolled his eyes, “about doc.”

“What about her?” Lopez asked sitting down next to Walker and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

“We have to let her in,” Lyle proposed.

“What? Let the doctor in on our arrangement. The girl blushes at the smallest of things. I bet she’s still a virgin,” Zdog joined in.

“She is amazing. I know you all like her too so don’t pretend. I see the way all y’all stare at her or how y’all talk about her after visiting her. And you Lopez, you stare at her ass the most,” Lyle explained.

Lopez laughed, “yeah, I’m first after you then Quaritch.”

“What about me,” Miles said as he walked into the Recom-only common room.

“List of who stares at the doctor’s ass the most,” Lopez confesses.

Miles smirked and let out a scoff, “and where did you rank me.”

“Third,” Prager said cooking some food for everyone.

Miles let out a chuckle, “and where did Lyle rank?”

“It’s up for debate, Lopez says first,” Ja said helping Prager.

“Lyle is pussy whipped for that girl, I’d say first,” Miles said.

“Are you guys ganging up on me now?” Lyle said pointing to his chest.

“Not right now, but maybe later if you’re a good boy. So, why did we start talking about the pretty doctor?” Miles asked watching as Lyle blushed lightly.

“Lyle wants her in,” Walker said looking at Miles.

“What does everyone else think? Do we let (y/n) in?”

The room was silent for a moment as everyone thought.

After a moment of silence, Miles spoke again, “I mean I would say yes. We all know she’s pretty and we all talk about her every time we see her and after every mission. And don’t think I don’t hear y’all moaning her name while jerking off.”

“Then let’s do it. Let’s have her join,” Prager said from across the room.

“Why the fuck not, we need more girls anyways,” Zdog said.

“Then it’s settled, she’s in. We tell her tomorrow,” Miles said as he saw everyone in agreeance.

When the next day came around though, they couldn’t find you, they looked everywhere but you weren’t around.

“Ardmore did say she was still a human doctor too maybe she’s in the human wing?” Ja said trying to find a new spot to look for you.

So that’s where they headed, off to the human medical wing. As they moved in, they had their breathing masks but still, they didn’t see your big blue body.

“Where on earth is this girl?” Walker asked.

“You guys are idiots. She’s an avatar, she still links in and out. She handles humans and Na’vi. She is probably in there with the white coats as a human,” Miles said.

“Our little doctor is a human still. We are definitely doing stuff to her while she’s human.”

“Shut the fuck up Lyle,” Lopez said.

That’s when Miles caught sight of you, you were stitching up someone’s leg, and you were smiling and laughing. He felt the jealousy pool in his stomach, you shouldn’t be with anyone but him. Your hair was so pretty, you were so small and frail, he wanted to feel your small hands on him.

The recoms stood outside waiting for you to finish with your patient before running in. Once you were wrapping his leg, Miles opened the bay doors and you looked up at him. The only reason he knew you were it was because your face was so similar to your Na’vi body, he stared at your eyes a lot.

“Quaritch? What are you doing here? Are you alright?”

“We need to speak to you.”

“I can’t leave, I’m helping people. I’m at work.”

“What time are you done?”

“Give me a few hours. Can you wait that long? Is it urgent at all?”

“No, we’ll wait. Meet us in the recom common room.”

“Gotcha,” you winked at him as you turned around.

He watched as you went to check on more patients and he left the med bay.

“So, what happened,” Walker asked with her head against the wall and arms crossed.

“She’s meeting us in a few hours in our common room.”

“Perfect, so why don’t we get the party started.”

The recoms headed back to their territory and waited for you, turns out them getting bored wasn’t great for them. Because soon enough they had their mouths on each other and as Lopez and Lyle fucked Walker and everyone else watched.

You finished your shift early, and your coworkers told you to go see what the recoms needed, that they couldn’t handle things. Your kind heart told them if they needed you or anything to just call, you’d keep your pager on and with you. You started to walk towards the recom rooms, only to turn around and go to the science room to link in first, being in your avatar body would be better.

You woke up already in the recom wing, you were closer to the common room now. You remember when you first met these guys, you didn’t really care for them, orders were orders. Now, you wanted them around all the time, they became really good friends of yours. These people were nice to you after a while and you could always be yourself with them, it made your heart swell for them.

You were at the door to the common room; you opened the door not even hearing your surroundings or smelling them for that matter. You were lost in thought about the recoms, you just barged in and what you saw shocked you.

“Uh, I’m sorry. I didn’t- I was um. I just- I’ll just go now.”

You turned around to leave, your brain was trying to process what you just witnessed. You felt a hand wrap around your bicep and pull you back until you hit a large firm chest. You looked up and into the eyes of none other than Miles Quaritch.

“This is actually what we wanted to talk to you about, Cupcake.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s say we have an arrangement all of us. We just so happen to all have needs and we all are attractive people who just happen to be into each other.”

“So, you guys are all dating?”

“Sorta.”

“How long has this been going on?”

“Since before we became recoms. Not necessarily to this magnitude but we saw you and over time, we decided to let you in. if you want to, that is.”

“I-I um, I don’t know. I like all of you guys a lot. I learned to love being your doctor. And not that I found any of you unattractive or didn’t like any of you. In fact, I felt bad for harbouring multiple crushes on you guys and just knew nothing was going to come of it that it was a stupid dream.”

Miles' hands rested on your cheek, “It doesn’t have to be a stupid dream. We're right here Cupcake and all for you if you want in.”

“I want this. I want you guys. But I’m nervous. I’ve never done this. I don’t want to hurt anyone.” You were silent for a moment, “and I’ve never had sex before,” you whispered the last part so lowly but it didn’t matter, the sensitive Na’vi ears still picked it up.

“We know baby girl. I can read it all over your face,” Zdog smirks

You look down and blush with a large smile on your features, “I didn’t think I was that obvious.”

“You’re super fucking obvious,” Zdog said as she walked up to you and took your cheeks in her hands and kissed you.

You kissed back, pressing into her with force, you wanted more of her, God you hated to admit how into all of them you were.

“No, fair, Zdog got first dibs,” Lopez said.

“It was just a kiss Lopez relax.” Zdog looked down at your face in her hands. “Awe look at her, all flustered after one kiss, she’s going to be fun to fuck.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, and you looked at her with such doe eyes but they were filled with want.

“I had you pegged from day one, cupcake. You’re a subby brat. Zdog’s got a point, this will be fun,” Miles said as his hand came to rest on your hip.

“When did all this happen?” You asked stuttering over your words, your brain felt so cloudy.

“Before we became recom soldiers,” Miles answered.

“Why me?”

“Why not you, buttercup. I mean look at you, you’re gorgeous. Why wouldn’t we want to have you all to ourselves,” Lyle said with a smile as he walked up to you.

You hadn’t realized it but Lyle, Lopez and Walker had stopped what they were doing and got somewhat dressed. Lopez walked up to you as well, he placed his hands on your waist and looked down at you.

“We would never get better. If there was someone else that was going to join us, I’m glad it’s you.”

“I want in, I want to join. I want to be a part of this with you guys. I don’t want to dream it anymore, I want to be here with you guys,” your eyebrows furrowed as you basically whined in front of them. Your smile was wide, you saying it out loud made your brain realize what it wanted, you knew how much you wanted this.

“There she is, look at that dazzling smile,” Lyle said pulling you into a hug and kissing you.

“Lyle, take your hand off my butt, please and thank you.”

“What,” Lyle smirked as he took his hands off you, he had moved it down without you noticing.

“Come on, why not get started, let Lyle feel you up a bit,” Zdog said with a smirk.

“Let the poor girl settle in, we don’t have to fuck her right away,” Prager said from the couch.

“Look at the poor girl, she looks so embarrassed. Let her take her time to warm up and get a feel for the dynamic. It will take time before she is ready to engage in everything. I know it took me some time,” Ja agreed with Prager.

“Come on, Walker was the one that caught you two fucking, it wasn’t hard for you to adjust, you were already into dick,” Lopez smirked.

“You mean a dick,” Walker laughed.

“Real funny,” Ja said throwing a pillow at Lopez.

“Even better when we caught you two fucking,” Prager said.

“We barely kept that shit a secret,” Lopez said throwing the pillow back towards Ja and Prager.

“Yeah, ‘cause we caught you in a bathroom rearranging her guts,” Ja said blocking Lopez throwing the pillow back at him.

“You guys were fucking each other before the arrangement started?” You asked trying to piece everything together.

“Obviously. We didn’t just decide to fuck each other. It just happened that way because we all started breaking off to fuck each other usually in twos sometimes in threes. So, then we all knew that every one of us was fucking each other at some point. We figured why not make it more of an obvious thing, at this point we had all seen each other naked, it wasn’t any different. Maybe fucking while others watched was different but still,” Miles told you how everything started.

You nodded along.

“I came in after, they all started,” Zdog said joining in again.

“Yeah, you joined after we caught you eating Walker out in her room,” Lyle smirked.

“What can I say, I’m a lady’s woman,” Zdog said smiling.

“You’re a lesbian?”

“Obviously.”

“And you,” you said pointing to Walker.

“Bisexual.”

You nodded for a moment, “are any of you straight?” you said laughing slightly.

“Most of us are, we just happen to be casually fucking.”

“Casually fuc-“ you laughed, “you guys are crazy, but I still fucking love you guys. I don’t care how it started or why but I love everyone’s energy with each other.”

“Well, now that you’re in, stop fucking talking to that doctor that you were talking with in the lab when we came to see you,” Lopez said.

“What doctor?”

“With the grey hair and stupid face.”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about there are many guys with gray hair that I work with.”

“Well then all of them, none of them can have you,” Miles said pulling you into his chest.”

“None of them had me to begin with. Even if they wanted to, it was always you guys.”

“Good, you’re ours now. Take your time getting used to us, let it happen naturally. Hear that boys, don’t try anything right off the bat.”

The recom soldiers all snickered.

“Then let’s get settled. Anyone up for a movie?” Prager said trying to lighten the mood.

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[thewritingbeforesunrise]

Share Our Skin (part 3.2)

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

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This is a smut twin fic (not twincest). If it's not something you like, please scroll.

A/N: This is the last and long-awaited part of the wonderful request from the lovely @twistedmelodies. Her request was based on the picture of the twins in the Age of Machine music video that you can see in this collage. Thank you so much, Hannah. Your patience, kindness and support were absolutely unmatched.

I really hope you like this one. I had to divide it because Tumblr was giving me problems. This is the final part and it's absolutely filthy.

Share Our Skin (part 1)

Share Our Skin (part 2)

Share Our Skin (part 3.1)

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Word count: 16+K (I am so sorry. I promise it's worthy)

Pairing: Josh x female!reader x Jake

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, MINORS ABSOLUTELY DNI,sexual tension, graphic sexual content, language, fingering (f!receiving), oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected sex, degradation, praise, spanking, choking, restraints, blindfolds, a little bit of food play and temperature play, anal play, unprotected anal sex, threesome, double penetration, dom/sub dynamic.

Summary: In the end, your lies inevitably catch up on you.

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It was a calm friday afternoon, you had just gotten home from work when your phone buzzed.

You took it out of your purse and the screen lit up with a text.

It was from Josh.

Hey, love! How was work? I was thinking… since the cinema is closed tonight, would you like to come over? I really miss you"

As you read it, you imagined his sweet impatient voice in your mind and felt a nice warmth spread in your stomach.

Work was ok. I'd love to. What time?

He replied within seconds.

How does 7:30 sounds?

Perfect! 

Unfortunately I cannot come pick you up. My car is in the shop.

Don't worry, I'm taking an Uber. See you at 7:30.XX

See you soon, baby!

The Uber left you in the driveway and you walked towards the front of the house.

Josh was already outside, waiting for you.

He enveloped you in a big hug. He smelled wonderfully, as always, of vanilla and a hint of coffee.

As the comforting heat of his skin warmed yours, you felt extremely grateful for having him there with you, melting away all the worries and fatigue accumulated during your day at work.

But then, like a brick thrown from a skyscraper, it hit you.

He had been nothing but sweet to you, a true friend before being also a lover, one whom you could tell anything and who you could trust with your life.

And yet there you were, betraying him like he meant nothing at all.

Your smile quickly faded from your face, and he noticed. Of course he did.

"Hey, love," he said, lifting your chin gently, "What's wrong?"

You were quick to answer.

"Nothing, I'm just really tired" you lied to him.

He observed you as if he knew you weren't telling him the truth but didn't push you further.

Then suddenly, as you felt your heart slip away little by little from Jake’s grasp, your wicked mind started conjuring up lewd images of your sneaky trysts with him.

Images of his hands around your neck, tugging at your hair, covering your mouth to keep you quiet as his hips pounded relentlessly against yours in a storage closet next to the restrooms in the bar.

Images of his body, sweaty and perfect as he played, completely dressed, on stage morphing into images of that same body moving in the same way in that damned mirror the first night he had you, not even two hours after meeting your eyes from across the room.

Josh’s sweet giggle and his hand waving gently in front of your eyes brought you out of your head abruptly and you involuntarily blushed.

"Hey, what's wrong, you know you can tell me anything, right?" He said, cradling your face in his warm hands.

You assured him that you were ok and followed him inside.

You decided to order dinner and, as you waited,  you settled on his couch, making small talk about your day.

Soon, the doorbell rang and he stood to go grab the food.

He came back and settled the bags on the little coffee table in front of you, then turned on the TV and you started eating, with an old film in the background, as always.

When you both finished, you helped him clear the table and brought everything back to the kitchen.

You followed him back to the living room and settled on the sofa with him, your thighs touching and making butterflies flutter their wings in your stomach.

"I missed you" he whispered against your neck as he leant forward.

He traced a line up your neck with the tip of his nose and then his lips started sucking a faint mark right below your ear and you whimpered as his teeth slowly nipped at your skin.

"I missed you too, you can't even imagine how much" you whispered back bringing your hand up to caress his hair.

But before you could reach him, he unespectedly parted from you.

Something was on his mind.

"Oh, I was about to forget. This morning I was in town and I passed by a new ice-cream parlor. I was told by many people that they make an amazing ice-cream and decided to buy some and eat it with you tonight" he said, stroking your thigh with a gentle hand.

Your eyes lit up at the word ice-cream, and he chuckled. 

He knew you had a sweet tooth and decided to use this notion to his advantage.

You couldn't wait to taste it. 

"Go get it, baby, I'm going to set up a new film in the projector in the meantime. It's in the freezer above the fridge" he said with a sweet smile, pointing towards the kitchen.

You headed towards the kitchen with dirty glasses in hand, turning around midway and catching him already watching you.

He winked and you giggled as you turned the corner

You entered the kitchen, flicked on the light and froze.

On the table in front of you there was the box of ice-cream Josh was talking about.

It had already been taken out from the freezer and opened but had been laid there untouched. 

Three spoons were sticking out upright from the sweet frozen mass.

But what shocked you the most was what laid next to it.

On the kitchen counter, perfectly laid out were a pair of panties. 

You recognised them and almost fainted.

They were the ones that Jake had hid in his pocket and essentially stolen from you the first time you had met him.

At that moment it downed upon you that he had never given them back to you.

Panic exploded in your chest at the sight and petrified you on the spot.

You couldn't move.

You couldn't think.

You couldn't speak.

The glasses you were holding slipped from your hands and shattered on the tile floor with a loud crash, sending shards everywhere.

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching.

Your brain screamed at you to reach for the panties and hide them but your body simply wasn't cooperating, so you stood there like a marble statue.

Josh rounded the corner quickly and spoke, but you didn't hear anything.

He turned you around and inspected you, searching for wounds on your skin.

Then his eyes landed on the table and his expression transformed and became impossible for you to understand what he was thinking.

He helped you sit on a chair and spoke. His tone was hurt.

"Baby, look at me" he said, demandingly. You had never heard him speak like that to you. He was always sweet and kind, but now he sounded almost disappointed.

After a moment, you managed to lift your gaze from the floor to his hurt eyes, but quickly averted them again.

"Look. At. Me." He said again.

You struggled but did it. With tears already prickling your eyes, you forced yourself to look into his.

"I think you owe me an explanation, doll" he said, marking the last word for you to understand it clearly, and your eyes widened at the pet name he used.

It was Jake's pet name for you.

A smirk slowly made its way on his lips upon seeing your reaction to the word he had chosen.

Suddenly, the door on the other side of the room opened.

A deep voice sounded from the darkness.

"Well, I think she owes us both an explanation, don't you think, brother?" 

You recognised that voice.

But somehow your brain wasn't immediately able to understand the obvious.

Only when the owner of that voice emerged from the darkness and walked towards Josh, stopping right at his side, the realization finally dawned upon you and you understood the real extent of your mistake.

A single word echoed into your mind.

Brother

Josh.

Jake.

Fuck.

In that instant you understood why Jake had looked so familiar the first time you had met him. 

You remembered that exact feeling of something being off about his appearance and your inability to find out what it really was.

But now, now you knew.

They were brothers.

And you had fucked both of them without knowing.

You knew you were in deep deep trouble now.

The looks on their faces said it all.

You weren't going to get out of there without an honest explanation.

You tried to speak but the words didn't seem to come.

You made a second attempt but it was of no avail.

Jake handed you a glass of water.

You tried to grab it but your hands were shaking too much.

Josh had to wrap his hands around yours and guide the glass towards your lips to help you drink.

You were shocked.

And they both, but Jake especially, seemed to love watching you squirm and suffer in front of their scrutinizing gaze.

You cleared your throat and Jake pressed you to speak.

"C'mon doll, we are all ears" he said with a snide grin on his beautiful face.

"You…" you started.

"You are brothers" you said, more to yourself than to them, averting your eyes to the floor.

Josh crouched down on the floor, carefully avoiding glass shards and smirked, catching your eyes.

"We are more than that, baby" he said straightening up and lifting your chin with his fingers so you could catch Jake’s eyes, too.

"We are twins" Jake said, his smirk deepening at the sight of your eyes widening at the further realization.

FUCK.

Before you could hide your face in your hands Jake caught you and made you plant your hands on your thighs with his warm calloused fingers on top.

You weren't going to escape from there, that was clear. Not without an explanation.

"When…?" Your voice came out meek and pathetic.

"Are you asking when we discovered this little game of yours?" Josh said. He was serious, unlike Jake who seemed to enjoy your sufferings, but his eyes were ablaze with hurt and something more. He looked almost aroused by your helpless state.

"Immediately" Jake scoffed.

"The morning after our first encounter I was having breakfast with my nosy brother and he saw something poking out of my backpocket." Jake said grabbing the panties from the table and twirling them around his finger.

"He froze and paled when he saw them but then tried to lie to me, telling me that I had imagined his reaction to them. That I hadn't seen his heart shatter the moment he recognised them. I pressed him and he finally confessed." Jake said.

"I told him that the girl I had met at the cinema wore the same panties when we ended up trapped in the cinema all night but I refused to believe that he had hooked up with that same girl." Josh said, hurt evident in his tone.

"I refused to believe it too at first, then he described you to me and for me it was clear. But he still lied to himself so I told him to come to the bar on the next Wednesday and that's when he saw you enter there all dolled up just for me when you thought he was working." Jake said right into your ear.

Oh, Hell.

"You remember that night, don't you, doll?" Jake purred into your ear and your heart accelerated further.

You remembered, of course you did. How could you forget.

That night he was on fire. 

And now you knew why.

He wanted to prove his point to his brother. And you had fallen right in his trap.

That night he had pressed you against the side of his Mustang in the back hallway and had you right there where anybody could have seen.

He didn't even give you time to climb inside the car before he started tearing at your clothes.

But, thank God, there was no one in that hallway.

Or so you thought.

You didn't even have to ask if Josh had seen you.

From the look in his eyes, you knew he had.

"He was a few cars behind us in that hallway. He saw us and heard us, of course. We weren't exactly being quiet. And he discovered that his little good girl had never been good, nor his, to begin with." Jake said, lips glued to your ear but eyes burning into Josh's.

You felt like shit at that moment. 

Hot guilty tears started streaming slowly down your cheeks.

"Imagine our surprise when we found out that you kept seeing both of us without saying a damn word." Josh said, slightly accusatory and hurt.

"Imagine our surprise when we learned you had been inside our shared house without even realizing it. We have our own floor and different entrances but the building is the same. I am quite surprised you didn't notice." Josh continued, the corner of his lips raised in a shadow of a grin when his brother spoke.

"These walls are pretty thin, you know" Jake added and you gasped, in understanding. 

The thought that all those times that you had come to Josh’s house, Jake was downstairs and could hear you made you shiver.

And the very thought that even Josh heard when you were in bed with Jake made you feel like you needed to disappear.

"We wanted to see how far this would go before you said something, but when we understood you weren't going to stop seeing neither one of us, we decided it was time to take the matter into our own hands." Jake said, caressing your cheek in fake pity, eyes burning with something you couldn't quite place.

You searched for Josh's gaze to find a bit of solace but when you met his eyes a shiver ran down your spine. 

His eyes matched his brother's in shade and mirrored the exact expression. 

There was something dangerous behind his irises, too.

"Now, doll, we want the truth. Allow me the joke, but no more fucking around." Jake said, a little smirk twisting his plump lips.

You sighed, defeated, and nodded.

"Ok" you agreed feebly.

Even though you wanted to disappear from there, and from the face of Planet Earth, you knew you had done something terrible to them and you owed them an explanation.

There was no turning back.

And there was no point in lying now.

"I don't know what possessed me, honestly. I had never done something even remotely close to this and I hate myself for that. You have no idea how much." A sob shook your body but you went on.

They were side by side, standing there with unreadable stoic expressions on their faces, listening to your confession, looking so alike your mind was almost going into overdrive.

"But I can't" you said simply, hiding your face in your hands.

You felt someone move.

And you flinched when hands wrapped around your wrists.

You tentatively opened your eyes and were met with Josh’s kind irises. For a fleeting moment he was the same Josh that had stolen your heart in that old cinema months ago.

"It's ok baby, take your time." He said sweetly stroking your trembling hands.

You heard another movement and then Jake handed you the glass, refilled with water.

You thanked him, drank a couple of sips and then continued.

"I can't choose, ok? Every time I think I know who I need, the other invades my mind and makes it impossible for me to choose. I came to the conclusion that, for me, it is absolutely impossible to decide. My mind and my body need you both." You took another sip and they tried to interrupt you but you went on anyway.

"But I have no intention to disrupt your brotherly bond just because something is clearly wrong with me. Please believe me when I say that I am sorry, really. I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did. I promise this is the last time you will ever see me." You finished and stood, ready to leave them behind forever, tears prickling your eyes again, ready to spill down your flushed cheeks.

Clearly you weren't meant for any of them if you weren't able to choose.

You turned and started to make your way towards the door but a voice stopped you dead in your tracks.

"Not so fast, doll. First, you have to tell us who is better" you heard Jake say, his voice so deep and raspy that a shiver ran down your spine.

You turned slowly, dumbstruck, thinking your brain was messing with you.

"What?" Your expression must have been a sight to see, because they chuckled. In unison. Sounding so disturbingly similar that you felt weak at the knees.

They started approaching and you backed away from them.

Until you couldn't anymore.

They had you trapped against the kitchen wall in wolflike fashion, like a helpless delicious prey ready to be devoured.

You were petrified. 

Josh was the first one to move forward. 

His warm breath made goosebumps raise on the skin of your neck as he loomed over you, coming even closer to speak into your ear.

"Don't play coy, baby, you know what he means" he whispered and placed a light lingering kiss on your neck, right where your pulse point was.

Suddenly, rough fingers traced your chin and turned your face away from Josh, so your eyes could meet Jake’s, burning fiery and dangerous.

"I already told you I don't like to repeat myself. But this time is an exception." He purred into your other ear.

"Of course, we want to know who is better at making you cum, doll. A little competition never hurt nobody. We want a honest answer. And who would give it to us better that you? You had us both after all" Jake went on. As he talked you could feel his lips moving against your ear,  making your head spin.

The faintest change in your breathing had them both smirking.

Then Jake’s lips connected with your neck, in a kiss so similar to Josh’s that if you didn't have your eyes open you wouldn't have been able to know which one was touching you.

As Jake’s lips sucked at your neck and you turned your face exposing more of your throat to him, Josh unexpectedly kissed your lips making a little needy whine leave you.

Having both their lips on you had never crossed your mind but now you couldn't stop thinking about it.

Hands started to roam around your body. 

You didn't know which one they belonged to but, honestly, you didn't care.

One of them pressed you more against the wall by your hips, while two sets of lips attacked your neck, leaving deep bruises in their wake.

Your head fell limp with a low thud against the wall as Jake's fingers dipped into the waistband of your jeans. You were sure it was him. You would recognise those calloused fingers everywhere.

He slowly skimmed his fingers between your legs, groaning lightly at the feeling of your wetness damping the cotton of your panties.

As Josh’s fingers teased your nipples through your tshirt, you let out a fucked-out breathy whine that echoed in the otherwise silent kitchen.

"Listen to her" Jake mumbled to his brother as he slowly dipped his fingers into the crotch of your already ruined panties.

"Yeah, she makes the prettiest sounds when you tease her with barely-there touches there." Josh agreed as his hands made their way under your shirt, touching your bare breasts, kneading the flesh with deliberate touches that had shivers run down your spine.

Ever so slowly, the calloused pads of Jake's middle and ring fingers started making deliciously slow circles around your clit making your hips buck and twitch against the wall.

Suddenly you felt another hand slither inside your jeans and you whimpered when soft fingers came in contact with the damp hot skin between your legs.

Josh’s voice reached your ears like he was speaking to you from miles away.

Like in a dream.

"You love having both our hands between your legs, don't you? Spoiling your little tight pussy as she deserves" he said, smirk evident in his tone at the effect his words were having on you.

You were impossibly wet and the more you thought about what was happening, the more you felt your wetness gushing out of you.

You were so close already.

The pads of Josh’s fingers, more delicate than Jake’s, pressed between your lower lips and inside of you but only to the first phalanx.

Tease.

They kept you expertedly on the brink of your release for an indefinite amount of time before they started touching you with purpose.

Faster and harder.

Josh’s fingers pressed swiftly inside of you to the knuckle while Jake’s started stroking your clit rapidly. 

Both their paces matched, as if they were synchronised.

You were almost there.

But of course, it felt too good to be true. 

You should have expected that.

Just when you were right about to unravel, they stopped touching you abruptly. Denying you. Taking their expert hands away from your aching body.

A loud frustrated whine left your lips and they laughed. Menacingly.

Jake was the first one to speak.

He sank a hand into the hair on the back of your head and yanked, forcing you to look into his eyes. 

You hissed at the sting but almost moaned when his knee pressed between your legs and against the wall to keep you still.

"Tell me the truth, doll. You are well aware that this juicy pussy doesn't deserve to cum, right? It's not that easy, you have to earn it" he tsked with his tongue before continuing. "You don't get what you want that fast. Not after what you did to us. Do you realize that you used us as if we were your little fuck toys for two months?" 

You tried to lower your gaze but he didn't let you. 

"I'm so sorry" you said, feeling new tears pool in your eyes.

"I know you are, baby." It was Josh’s turn to speak. His eyes were still hurt, but his tone was sweet and gentle.

"We have a proposition for you, but only if you are one hundred percent ok with it" Josh whispered and Jake smirked.

"We want to play a little game with you, doll. And if you are good," he made a little noise into your hear, similar to a purr. "If you are good to us we are going to make you cum how many times you need." He said, thumb stroking your bitten lower lip.

"What kind of game?" You asked tentatively, voice trembling lightly.

They chuckled.

"That's a surprise! What we can say is that we are sure you are going to enjoy it. You just need to know that we are absolutely not going to hurt you and that everything that is going to happen is going to make you feel so good that you will never forget it" Josh said, looking as serious as ever.

You were confused, scared but also incredibly turned on. Your almost-orgasm had left your mind in such a daze, making you feel both euphorically high and incredibly unsatisfied at the same time. 

You were shaking and with their burning gazes scrutinizing every inch of your body, you felt overwhelmed.

And then their eyes fixated on your face, looking for any sign of discomfort.

But there was none.

You had already decided.

At that moment you understood what had been your weakness all along. 

You were intrinsically incapable of telling them a simple word.

No.

They had captivated you in ways you didn't believe were possible.

So, so be it.

You were going to let them do with you whatever they wanted.

That's how you found yourself in Jake’s dimly lit bedroom with your body pressed inbetween theirs.

You were almost naked. They had managed to undress you in record time and now they were leaving marks on your shoulders and collarbone, biting and sucking on your skin.

And all of a sudden, they stopped.

"Sit on the bed, baby" Josh asked you, placing a fleeting kiss on your lips, that had your mouth chasing after the warm softness of his, making Jake chuckle in your ear.

"An insatiable little thing you are" he whispered and slapped your ass as you started to move towards the bed.

As you sat down on the soft black duvet and raised your gaze on them you shivered.

They were looking at you with the same hungry look as before.

"Close your eyes and keep them closed until we tell you, ok?" Jake ordered.

"Yes" You answered feebly, obeying.

"Good girl" they praised you in unison.

The amount of time that passes was lost to you. It could have been mere minutes or half an hour.

Your nerves were driving you crazy and you knew you were starting to tremble.

They had left the room, of that you were sure.

Faint noises and hushed voices came from the adjacent room.

Then, finally, you heard the noise of footsteps approaching and you felt their presence back in the room.

Nothing could have prepared you for what you saw when both their voices mingled together and ordered you to open your eyes.

Your brain did a double take when your eyes finally focused on their forms in the dimly lit room and you let out a loud gasp.

They were standing side by side right in front of you.

They were both dressed in black pants and satin black shirts. The lower halves of their faces were hidden behind black surgical masks. 

Two sets of the same eyes fixated on your face and your heart skipped several beats. 

They looked absolutely and disturbingly identical. 

The only thing that allowed you to tell them apart was that one of them, Jake, had his hair tied back in a low bun while Josh had a black beanie covering his head.

Your heart was beating so hard that you were sure they could hear it from across the room.

Your hands clenched into tight fists, making your nails dig harshly into the flesh.

Their gloved hands were holding something and when you understood what you were looking at, you felt dizzy.

Velvet.

They were holding long slips of black velvety fabric.

Those were restraints. For you.

They came closer and let the ropes fall on the bed, keeping their gazes on you.

They dropped to their knees in front of you and lowered their masks. Josh spoke first.

"Are you scared?" He asked, his sweet voice sounding crystal clear.

Without realizing it, you were biting at your bottom lip, torturing the damaged skin with your teeth. 

There was no point in lying.

"Yes. A little" You whispered back.

Jake extended a gloved hand and your nerves made you flinch away from him.

"Hey, angel, it's just me. I am not going to hurt you" he said sweetly and gently untucked your lip from underneath your teeth.

"Now we are going to tell you the rules of this little game, ok?" Josh said and you nodded, not trusting your voice to answer.

"First rule: you have all the power, baby. If you agree to play with us, we will use a color scheme. If you are uncomfortable with something or you don't like something simply say 'red' and everything stops. Immediately. Alright?" His voice sounded extremely serious at that moment.

You nodded again but Jake was quick to correct you.

"Please, angel, use your words, we need to hear you have understood." He said stroking one of your trembling hands with one of his.

"Alright" you said a bit out of breath.

"Good girl" the praise came, like before, and you started to feel a familiar warm feeling spread in your body. Arousal.

"If you are in doubt about anything, or you need a pause, say "yellow" and we are going to slow down. If you don't know how you feel about something just use "red". Don't mull too much over it. And absolutely never try to endure something you don't like, ok?" Jake whispered, gently stroking your hand.

"Ok" you said, a little calmer than before.

"We are going to check on you repeatedly, by asking what your color is, alright? If everything is ok, use "green" so we know you are alright" Josh continued.

"Second rule: we need to discuss your boundaries and we need you to be completely honest with us" Jake said, standing and letting a velvet rope fall on your lap.

"Do you like being tied to the bed, love?" He asked, seriously.

You blushed instantly and hid your face in your hands.

"Baby don't be embarrassed, just answer him" Josh said, using his soothing voice to convince you.

"I-I" you started, stuttering.

Jake caressed your red cheeks and waited patiently for your answer 

"I love it" you blurted out finally.

"Good" Jake said, smirking.

"What about blindfolds?" Josh asked.

"Yes" You whispered.

"So angelic but yet so naughty, baby. I am impressed" Josh praised you and you giggled.

"You have no idea, brother"  interjected Jake with a low chuckle.

You averted your eyes once again, embarrassment silencing you. 

"And tell us, angel, how do you feel about a little bit of impact play? Do you like your pretty ass spanked?" Josh asked, his sultry voice reached your ears and made a shiver of anticipation run down your spine and right between your legs. 

You were ashamed of yourself for confessing that all those things were everything you needed but you did it anyway.

"I am fine with that" you whispered.

Then Jake came nearer. He towered over you looking down at you like you were his favourite plaything.

You met his eyes and whimpered lightly when one of his gloved hands wrapped around your throat and squeezed gently.

"And last but not least, what about choking?" He asked, his voice, raspy and rich, made goosebumps raise on your skin.

"You already know this" you answered. It was true. You never kept it a secret with him. You always reached mind-blowing orgasms when he choked you. But Josh had never ventured that far with you. 

His grip tightened.

"I don't care. I want to hear you say it in front of him" he whispered onto your lips, teasingly. 

"Yes, I love it" you answered and your eyes caught Josh’s ones behind Jake. 

You shivered at the sight of a hint of jealousy there. But you also saw a deep fire and suddenly you couldn't wait to play with them.

"Have you ever been dominated, baby?" Josh asked in a dangerous low tone that made you clench your thighs together.

"No" you answered simply, trying to mask your nervousness, but you knew he saw right through you.

"And we get to the third and final rule: you will refer to us as Sir and you won't disobey us or we are going to punish you, alright? If we say that you are not allowed to touch us, you won't or else you will face the consequences. Do you understand?" Josh said and your answer came instinctively.

"Yes, Sir" you said, looking them in the eyes. 

They praised you instantly.

"That's it, baby" Josh said, eyes beaming, proud.

"Smart girl" Jake whispered, watching you closely.

"Now, the game is rather simple. We are going to blindfold you and you will have to guess which one of us is touching you. If your guess is correct we are going to reward you, but if your guess is wrong we are going to punish you. Are you sure you are ok with this?" Josh explained to you without beating around the bush.

You pondered for a few seconds but then agreed.

"Yes, I am sure." You answered.

Jake grabbed a slip of velvet and disappeared behind you. 

You felt the bed dip under his weight as he came up behind you, whispering your name sweetly before asking you a question.

"Which is your color, angel?" He whispered sultrily into your ear from behind.

"Green" you answered back and his lips connected instantly with your earlobe, sucking and nibbling at your skin. 

"I'm blinfolding you now, ok?" Jake said, making the velvet tickle your bare arms.

"Yes, Sir" you replied.

"Such a good fucking girl you are" Jake whispered low into your ear and his hot breathing made you shiver as he slowly placed the velvet in front of your eyes.

"Cmon baby, it's time to show us how sorry you are"

You felt your heart rate picking up sensibly as your eyes were covered by the dark soft fabric that was tied gently behind your head.

With sight robbed from you, all your other senses suddenly ignited.

As you heard Jake return in front of you, your heart rate picked up again.

Fuck, we are really doing this, you thought.

"You can't touch us, baby. Remember" Josh said.

The first touch scared you.

Gentle fingers stroked your cheek with a featherlight touch and you jumped as if you had been burned with a branding iron.

They both chuckled at your reaction.

Then you felt fingers gently caressing down your arms. 

Were those the same fingers as before?

You didn't know.

The question you feared came.

"Who is touching you now, baby?" Josh asked and you bit the inside of your cheek. 

You didn't know who was touching you. You couldn't focus properly on it because you knew you were going to get it wrong. 

They both had gloves on, so you were sure you couldn't tell their touches apart.

When he reiterated the question, you decided to try and follow your instinct.

"Josh" you whispered and you felt a hand close around your throat.

"Wrong" a voice said amused and sharp.

You gasped and your fingers, with a mind of their own, grasped the wrist that was holding you around the throat.

"And now who's touching you?" Josh repeated the question with the same tone as before.

"Jake" you said in a sliver of voice.

The hand around your throat tighten and then disappeared.

"Wrong again" their said together.

Suddenly you felt someone approach and Josh’s voice grazed your left ear.

"You know, he is not the only one who can be rough, baby. You just never asked me to be" he said, his tone heated and so low that those vibrations reached your core, making you shudder.

You felt someone move and lips grazed your other ear.

"And I am perfectly capable of being sweet and gentle, angel. But when I met you I knew you didn't need it slow and tender" Jake said, licking your lobe, just like Josh was doing.

After a few seconds of kisses and bites down your throat, Josh spoke again.

"We have to punish you, you know this right?" He said and his fingers closed around one of your wrists.

"Yes, Sir" you answered, afraid that your heart could jump out of your chest. 

"Not only because you got your answers wrong, but also because you touched him" Jake whispered right on your lips.

That bastard. He wanted to see if you would break their rules again by tempting you to kiss him. 

But this time you restrained yourself.

And he wasn't happy with your behaviour. 

He wanted you to misbehave so he could add a punishment, so he sucked your bottom lip into his mouth and bit down hard.

But you didn't even flinch.

His failed attempt gained him a reprimand from Josh.

Another hand closed around your other wrist, and this time you were sure it was Jake's.

His grip was vice-like and harsh.

"Slide further up the bed" Jake’s voice barked at you.

Your body was trembling with nerves and anticipation as you felt both sides of the bed dip with their weight.

They must have noticed because they didn't tie you straight away. Their touches lingered on your wrists and down your arms, gentle and soothing.

"Which is your color?" Jake’s voice reached your ears again, but it was way gentler than before. His nose bumped against your cheek, softly.

"Green" you whispered without hesitation and you almost moaned when their fingers reached your chest.

They started toying with the straps of your bra and then, you felt their fingers everywhere, behind your back and teasing your nipples, before removing the item entirely.

Just when you thought they were going to lose themselves in spoiling your breasts, they stalled.

Suddenly, velvet touched your wrists.

"Are you ok with having your hands tied against the headboard, baby?" Josh asked and you nodded before catching yourself and giving them a true answer.

"Yes, I am ok with it, Sir" you whispered back.

In no time your hands were tied to the headboard and your arms were extended behind your head. They placed a pillow below them so you didn't have to keep them tensed for too long.

Everything was very still around you.

Until you felt something freezing and wet graze your right nipple.

You gasped and tried to back away from that feeling but you couldn't.

"Can you guess what this is?" A voice asked. You were so dizzy because of that feeling that you didn't even recognise who was talking.

You jumped when they started inflicting the same torture to your other nipple, too.

Your mind was becoming dizzy and you were afraid to fail again, but suddenly a sweet smell you recognised hit your nostrils and a light went on in your head.

"Yes, Sir" you answered. 

"Say it' Josh ordered.

"Spoons. They were inside the ice-cream on the table in the kitchen" you specified.

"Good girl" they praised you instantly but kept torturing your nipples with those freezing spoons.

You were squirming when they stopped. 

Your back arched violently from the bed when their hot tongues came in contact with your freezing skin.

You whimpered but tried to focus as much as you could on recognising their touches because you knew that their question was coming.

And this time you were almost sure.

Josh was on your left side. His mouth was latched on your nipple, sucking it gently into his mouth and flicking it delicately but without reprise with his hot tongue.

On the contrary, Jake was on your right side. And being the tease that he was,  he didn't give you his mouth straight away. His tongue circled your nipple painstakingly slowly, tightening his circles every second more until he bit down hard and soothed the sting with gentle barely-there flicks of his tongue.

"Fuck, this ice-cream is delicious" Jake said, licking what had started to trickle down from the side of your breast

"Just like her" they said in unison, making you shiver and press your thighs together in search of some friction.

They were driving you mad.

As you had anticipated, the question came from a breathless Jake.

"Tell us who is touching you now" he said and sucked your nipple back in his mouth.

You told them, stopping from time to time as sighs of pleasure escaped your lips.

"It's time for a reward, brother" Josh said, stealing your breath away with a slow passionate kiss that tasted of the best hazelnut ice-cream you had ever had.

You felt as the ice-cream slowly melted between your tongues and you moaned in pleasure.

Abruptly, Josh was yanked away from you and you felt teeth nipping at your jaw before another pair of plush lips connected with yours, making your head spin with the intensity of it.

Again you tasted ice-cream on his lips. 

They went back and forth for a while, taking turns in feeding you ice-cream  and then Jake hummed into your mouth and you shivered as his fingers trailed slowly down your front, reaching between your legs.

"Back to the game, angel" He stopped kissing you and whispered onto your lips.

His fingers stayed between your legs, but were soon joined by another hand. 

You felt one of them press the pads of his gloved hands to your clothed slit, making you realize how much of your wetness had already soaked through your panties.

One of them groaned at the sight while the other kept grazing the elastic band of your panties, making it slap from time to time on your tummy, driving you mad.

They took your panties off your body and you felt extremely exposed. 

"Bend your knees, doll, and spread your legs for us. Let us see your pretty cunt" Jake said sultrily and you felt yourself blush, but clench around nothing at the same time.

What a dichotomy.

They groaned in unison when you let your knees fall open and your back arched slightly from the bed as the cool air of the room hit your flushed heat.

Two fingers spread your lower lips and a thumb started stroking your clit in tight circles.

Those fingers were soon joined by others. 

And you didn't understand anything anymore.

Slowly a finger pressed into you, quickly followed by another. They curled immediately, hitting your g-spot, making you whine.

You bit your lower lip and dug your nails into the skin of your palms, tugging at the restraints.

A sudden slap on the inside of your thigh made you shiver.

You were so close already.

And they noticed.

Another slap landed right on your pussy and you moaned, closing your legs.

Fingers disappeared from you altogether, taking away every hint of orgasm that had started flowing through your body.

"I think you forgot that good girls always ask for permission before they can cum" Jake snarled into your ear.

"I should punish you." He whispered, licking your bitten lips.

"But I won't. If you tell me correctly who was touching you and where." He finished, chuckling.

You felt panic starting to build in your chest.

The haze of your lost orgasm had made you forget everything about their touch of a few moments prior.

"I think she needs a refresher, brother" Josh said, his voice close.

They started playing with your body again.

This time a warm tongue licked delicately into you while teeth punctured the skin of your hip making you gasp and moan.

As the tongue circled your entrance and dipped inside, strong hands reached for the back of your thighs and pressed your bent legs towards your chest, spreading you wider.

Your moans turned louder when the pad of someone's thumb started stroking your clit rapidly, making your back arch.

"Please, please, please" you begged, unable to utter different words that weren't pleas.

They brought you again to the very edge and again they stopped altogether before you could reach your climax.

A frustrated sob left your lips and you fought back the tears that threatened to spill from your squeezed eyes.

The headboard rattled against the wall as you tugged at the restraints, gaining amused chuckles from the both of them.

" C'mon, baby, get this right and we are going to make you cum. Who was touching you and where?" Josh whispered encouragingly into the flushed damp skin of your neck.

"Jake was the one who bit my hip. Your tongue was inside of me, Sir" you answered, the effort evident in your voice.

The silence that followed told you all you needed to know.

Your answer was wrong, again.

Jake’s voice told you what you already knew.

"Angel, I'm sorry but it's wrong" He whispered against your cheek.

"Such a pity. I actually thought you were smarter. Are you really so desperate to cum that you are completely unable to make a right guess, princess?" he went on, degrading you and making a little flame of anger in your chest explode into a fire.

"Fuck you, Sir" you whispered before you could stop yourself.

The reaction was instant.

A strong hand grasped your hair and tugged, harshly, making you yelp. 

"You'll regret that, doll. Turn the fuck around. Time to get punished" He growled into your ear.

You were shaking as they helped you turn around on your tummy.

Before you could try and settle down, strong hands gripped your hips again and lifted you, placing a pillow under your hips to prop your ass up.

"Tie both her ankles, Josh. Let's see is she behaves now" Jake said, his voice so deep it was actually scaring you.

In a second, your ankles were tied to the bed frame. 

You were trapped.

Your heart was hammering in your chest and you cursed yourself for what you had said before.

You tried to take deep breaths to calm down but it was useless.

Suddenly, you felt someone behind you.

A warm tongue traced down your spine, from your lower back to the middle of your shoulders.

A whisper reached your ears.

"We are going to spank you and get your pretty ass nice and red for us, alright?" Jake said calmly in your ear.

"Yes, Sir" you answered obediently, but your shaky voice betrayed you.

"Which is your color?" Josh asked, his voice a bit tense.

"Green" you whispered but panic was slowly building in your chest.

"You are going to count them, angel" Jake added and you answered affirmatively again.

The first blow surprised you and you gasped at the sting of an open palm against your right ass cheek.

"One" you said through clenched teeth.

After a few seconds, another spank hit your other side.

You gasped again, jumping a little. 

This time the hand stayed a few seconds on your stinging skin as if to soothe you a little.

"Two"

The third and the fourth came in rapid succession, hitting the same spot as the first and making you sob at the rapidity.

You didn't even have time to recover from the third that the forth came, if possibly even harder than the previous one.

You tried to speak but your voice didn't come, so you cleared your throat.

"Three, f-four" you whispered, your voice was shaky, seeming almost unsure.

You knew Jake was going to make fun of you.

"C'mon darling, it's correct. After three comes four. I know you can do better than that. I hope you can count up to five at least." 

You didn't know something so stupid and inane could hurt you the way it did.

The fifth slap erased the last bit of coherence you still possessed.

You started to feel sore everywhere.

Your arms hurt despite the pillow supporting them. 

The skin of your wrists felt raw because of your constant fidgeting against the tight knots.

The tension in your shoulders and back felt like little needles puncturing your skin and scratching it.

The pain in your backside where they had spanked you was blinding you.

The fact that you couldn't move your legs because of the restraints made you feel extremely uncomfortable.

But what upset you the most was the blindfold.

You couldn't stand it anymore.

Your breathing started to become ragged and quick and despite all your efforts you couldn't calm down.

You felt extremely hot but unbearably cold at the same time.

The fact that you knew that they weren't going to hurt you wasn't enough anymore.

You felt trapped.

Tears started streaking your cheeks and your body started to shake with harsh sobs.

They noticed immediately that something was wrong.

"What's your color baby?" You heard Josh ask but his voice sounded far away.

He repeated the question because you didn't answer, but this time his voice was closer.

"Y-yellow" you were finally able to speak, even though it was nothing more than a whisper.

In no time strong hands grasped your hips and turned you around.

You winced lightly at the uncomfortable sensation of the cool fabric of the sheets as it pressed and dragged against the burning reddened skin of your ass.

They quickly untied your ankles and wrists before removing your blindfold.

"Hey, hey, baby, it's ok, you are safe" Josh whispered soothingly into your ear, stroking your cheeks gently and wiping away the tears that kept coming.

Another voice graced your ears second later.

"My sweet angel, you are ok, don't worry, calm down" Jake said, massaging the sore skin of your wrists with his warm fingers.

You were laying on your back but they quickly turned you to one side so you could breathe properly and they kept trying to calm you down with kind gentle words.

Slowly your breathing calmed down and your heart rate went back to normal. Tears stopped streaming down your cheeks, the pain in your body subsided and the fog in your mind cleared.

You started to feel extremely embarrassed of your reaction.

They were laying on either side of you, Josh in front and Jake behind.

You could feel their warm bodies close to you and their soft touches all over you. They were both shirtless, you didn't know when that happened, though.

Josh was stroking your arms up and down eyeing you closely with the usual softness into his beautiful eyes.

Jake was caressing your hair, untangling your locks with careful touches and gentle fingers.

Both were without gloves on their hands.

"Breathe for us, angel" Jake whispered into your hair as Josh’s nose sweetly nudged yours.

"Are you feeling better?" The boy in front of you asked, concern still present in his eyes.

"Yes, I am so sor-" you tried to say but Josh's index finger on your lips shushed you.

"Don't ever try to apologize. If you felt uncomfortable you were right to tell us to stop." He whispered onto your lips.

You felt Jake move behind you as he propped himself up with his elbow and looked down at you. 

His eyes were kind and his beautiful lips were twisted into a fond smile.

"I am the one who has to apologize, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable" he said, his eyes casted down looking at your reddened wrists and at the crescent moon signs where you had dug your nails into your palms.

"If you want to stop, we can just cuddle and watch a film" Jake whispered. He sounded so different from the devilish guitarist you had met in that bar. You even saw a light blush covering his cheeks.

Silence surrounded the three of you.

"I don't want to stop. I just needed a moment" you said after a while. And you had never been so sure.

You needed them.

Upon hearing your words, Josh checked in on you again.

"Are you really sure about that?" He asked, running his thumb over one of your eyebrows.

"Yes…Sir." You answered, tentatively, and a little smirk slowly made its way on your lips.

One of Jake's hands wrapped around your jaw, angling your face upwards to look you in the eyes.

"I want to hear you say it" He said, with a serious expression in his eyes and his mouth set in a tight line.

"I am sure. I want to do this, Sir" you whispered, never breaking eye contact and saw his eyes darken.

His hand grasped the hair at the nape of your neck and he enveloped you in a deep kiss while Josh’s lips attached to your neck, adding another mark to the plethora you already had.

One of Josh’s hands snaked down your chest and started playing with your nipples making you sigh into Jake’s mouth.

When he parted from your mouth, it was Josh’s turn to capture your lips in a heated sloppy kiss.

Jake didn't stay still though. His hands slowly trailed down your body and his lips started to suck and spoil the tender skin of your breasts.

"Are you still OK with having your wrists tied to the bed, love?" Josh asked, his lips glistening in the low light of the room. 

"Yes, Sir, please" you begged him and his lips twisted in a smug grin at your answer.

In no time your arms were tied against the headboard like before, but this time with an extra pillow to avoid too much tension in your shoulders.

Jake's gaze met yours as he twirled the blindfold around his forefinger with a knowing smirk on his rosy lips.

"What about this, love, do you want to give it a second try?" He asked playfully.

"Yes, Sir" you purred and he quickly tied it behind your head.

"Which is your color, now?" Jake asked and you answered quickly.

"Green" 

"Very well, darling. We are not going to tie your legs this time." Josh whispered, caressing your hips.

One of his hands stopped there and he spoke again.

"Baby, I am going to help you turn to your side ok?" 

You nodded and he gently placed you on your side.

Then you felt the mattress move, signaling to you that they had stood up from the bed.

Silence enveloped you.

You were about to call after them when a faint noise of footsteps reached your ears. 

The bed dipped on the side towards which you were turned and your heart started hammering again in your chest.

"Now focus, love, I know you can get this right. But remember, focus on the details" a voice said from above you.

It sounded slightly muffled, signaling to you that they had their masks on. 

"Color?" The voice asked.

"Green" you answered and the bed shifted.

After a while, you heard some shuffling and something soft and warm brush lightly against your lips, leaving a damp feeling behind.

You licked your lips and a salty sweet taste invaded your mouth making your brain short circuit.

You knew that taste very well.

On instinct the second time you felt that, you stuck out your tongue and a groan of approval graced your ears.

You licked at his soft head and made him groan, again, but louder.

You didn't know who was making you touch them but you tried to keep calm and pay attention to the details, like they had suggested.

The fact that he slowly pressed his tip against your lips and dragged it across them repeatedly like a lewd lipstick made a little smile appear on your lips. 

You knew who would do that.

"Whose cock is this, mh?" A voice asked.

"Jake’s" you whispered back and opened your mouth wider to take him further.

"Good girl. Do you want it in this gorgeous little mouth of yours?" Jake asked you. You could sense he was a little impatient.

"Please, Sir, yes" you begged and for the first time he relented, his neediness was making him a weaker Master, now.

He pressed his erection halfway into your mouth, groaning at the warm softness that enveloped him.

He kept your head still with one hand on the back of your neck and he slowly thrusted in and out of your mouth, without pressing fully inside.

His hardness glided painfully slow against your flat tongue and he moaned every time the tip of your tongue circled his head when his hips retreated. 

"You have the most perfect mouth, angel. I'd stay buried like this forever" he groaned as his hips picked up speed and he slid deep down your throat with every thrust.

Suddenly, strong hands detached you from Jake and turned you to the other side. 

You were panting heavily.

Someone moved on the bed and then you felt again something hard and wet press against your closed lips.

Instinctively you opened your mouth but they didn't push inside.

Whoever was touching you now was holding back from plunging right in and touch the back of your throat. He trembled slightly because of the effort.

Your tongue came in contact with hot wet skin and a smirk appeared on your lips.

Those fuckers were trying to fool you.

They had turned you to the other side but the man in front of you was always the same. He had just moved. You recognised his taste from a few moments prior.

But you weren't stupid and you weren't going to let them win this time.

"Whose cock is this, baby?" Josh asked, adding his usual pet name to confuse you further.

You paused and quickly wrapped your lips around the tip, giving it a gentle suck.

A curse reached your ears.

"Jake’s" you whispered back and opened your mouth for him.

They chuckled, proud of you because their intent at misleading you failed.

"Smart girl, good job, now open up for me" Jake said stroking your cheek and pressing inside your mouth.

His pace was fast and he gradually pressed into your mouth further until his erection touched the back of your throat, making you gag.

He stopped then, keeping your head still with a firm hand on the back of your neck and his cock buried down your throat. 

Your eyes watered and your throat tightened, making Jake’s finger dug into your hair and a little whimper leave his throat.

You tried to relax and breath through your nose but your throat was still squeezing him.

He pulled away with a low growl, panting heavily. 

"We need a change in position or her arms are going to be too sore" Josh said to his brother, who was desperately trying to catch his breath.

"Right" Jake agreed, still breathless.

You felt warm fingers untying the velvet from your wrists and kiss them.

"Kneel down on the end of the bed, baby" Josh whispered behind you sweetly.

With your eyes still covered you tried to move as gracefully as possible towards the end of the bed, kneeling on the cool sheets and waiting for instructions.

Fingers wrapped again around your wrists and tied them back against the bed frame in front of you.

Suddenly a hand lifted your blindfold just enough for you to see them both and bite the inside of your cheek not to moan at the sight.

They were standing in front of you, almost side by side, completely naked. Jake was slowly stroking himself with a  steady rhythm and Josh was looking at you with pure fire into his eyes.

He too had a hand around himself, gripping his cock tightly at the base but not stroking it.

When he saw you looking, he moved his hand so slowly from base to tip and back, pressing his hand into his balls and flexing his abdomen at the shock of pleasure his gesture elicited in his body.

The unbridled sound that escaped his mouth as his head fell backwards made your neglected clit throb.

You were starting to lose your mind watching them touch themselves in front of you without being able to touch them, to feel them. 

The fact that they were identical twins was driving you insane, too. 

A few hours prior, when they both had you pinned to the kitchen wall and you could feel them pressing against your hips, one on either side of you, you had wondered how much them being identical twins would translate into other identical features in their body. Of course you had seen them naked plenty of times, but never together like they were now, so you weren't sure how similar they could be. 

But now, it was an entirely different story.

Now that you had them in their birthday suits right in front of you, your brain was threatening to go into overdrive.

So identical but yet so different into their style, their built was similar but they had a few nuances that characterized and differentiated them.

Josh was a delectable combination of sharp edges and silky skin. His V line demanded to be covered in bite marks and you wanted to sink your nails in his strong thighs and biceps and make him whine.

Jake was softer than Josh, in all the right places. His tummy was soft but yet toned, making an uncontrolled need to bite, suck and leave marks all over his delicate skin grow into your chest every second more every time. His tummy was one of your favorite parts of his body, but what you loved the most was his perfect ass. You still remembered seeing it accentuated by his tight leather pants the first time you had met him and he started playing his guitar behind his head. 

Your gaze locked between their legs and you whimpered. 

They chuckled.

They knew you were comparing them, and it was fine, they wanted you to.

You could see it in their eyes that they had thought about this moment before.

Those sly fuckers.

They were similar but yet different, because Josh was just a little girthier than Jake, but they were equally beautiful.

Your mouth watered instantly.

"Careful, love, you are going to consume us with all this staring." Josh winked at you, picking up rhythm and using his other hand to massage his balls gently.

You were panting with desire when Jake approached you and caressed your flushed cheek.

"Color, angel?" He whispered.

"Green" you panted. 

"Good girl, now I'm going to move this blindfold into place again and we are going to play a little bit more of Guess Who? alright?" His voice sounded incredibly raspy with arousal and you shivered.

"Yes, Sir" you answered and immediately you felt something against your cheek.

Your mouth fell open and one of them pressed his cock against our warm tongue.

When your lips wrapped around him,  you knew who it was for two reasons.

The first one was his girth, slightly different from the previous one, and the second was the deep whine that left his lips and  that gained him a shove from his brother and a reprimand.

"Josh, don't give her hints. Shut up!" You heard Jake say.

Josh answer came instinctively.

"But she feels so good," he said, bucking his hips slightly into your hot mouth.

You sucked on his tip and you felt him twitch.

Suddenly, he pulled away and you gasped at the sudden loss.

But your despair was short lived because after a moment you felt one of their cocks on your lips again.

This time, whoever he was didn't waste time. He pushed in right away hitting the back of your throat and started moving frantically for a bit but stopped altogether before it was too late, with a groan shaking his chest.

He kept still in your mouth and you concentrated on the feeling of his weight on your tongue and tried the hardest not to plunge him back to the back of your throat.

"Who are you touching now?" A voice asked and its owner stepped away from you to let you speak

You were sure about that so you let a little proud smirk appear on your lips.

"Jake" you said breathless and jolted lightly when a hand wrapped around your throat and a thumb cleaned your chin from the spit that had collected there.

"Correct." Jake said before grabbing you by the hair and making you extend your neck more towards him.

"You seem so sure of yourself now. Be careful love. If you mess with fire, you are going to get burned" he whispered menacingly onto your lips before letting you go and stepping away.

After some time you felt something hot and wet graze your right cheek.

"Open" a voice ordered and you obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue 

His member touched your tongue and you placed a little kiss on the tip hearing a little sigh leave his lips.

Two hands on your cheeks guided you a bit forward and you swallowed him till you gagged.

His pace was fast and sloppy and anytime your nose touched his abdomen you felt how tense he was.

He was trying not to make a sound but the more your throat squeezed around him the more he failed miserably.

Beautiful sounds were leaving his mouth.

Your jaw was starting to ache, but he felt too good and when he angled your face so he could press himself into your cheek, it was your turn to moan.

The vibrations flowed from your mouth to his cock and he pulled away swiftly before he would cum.

"Who?" He asked, completely out of breath.

"Josh" you said, almost sure.

A suck on one of your nipples was your reward.

Your lips parted in a low moan and before you knew it, two fingers filled your mouth and a simple clipped order made you shiver.

"Suck" one of them growled.

He sounded like Jake, but you didn't know.

"Whose fingers are these?" Josh asked, sounding really close to you.

"Answer me. Now" Jake ordered, this time, confusing you even more.

"Jake" you blurted out and the fingers curled into your mouth.

Someone removed your blindfold and you cursed yourself and them.

They were still side by side, and each of them had a finger inside your mouth and the exact  same smirk on their faces.

"Your answer is half right and half wrong, angel" Jake said, winking.

"That means that we are going to both punish you and reward you" Josh clarified, starting to untie your wrists.

You ended up on your back again. They didn't tie your wrists back this time but they still blindfolded you, signaling to you that the game was still on.

A kiss on the inside of your knee made your body cover in goosebumps.

"Color?" Josh asked in a whisper.

"Green" you answered and jolted lightly when strong hands made you bend your legs at the knee and pressed them open.

A cool blow of air hit your heat and you whimpered, clenching around nothing.  

Little kisses were placed on the inside of your thighs, inching closer to your center every second more.

And then everything stopped.

Deft fingers started playing with your breasts, squeezing them and torturing your nipples with pinches and licks.

You arched your back and almost screamed when you felt a warm tongue lick between your folds.

You gripped the sheets and let yourself relax in their hold, unable to stop the moans from escaping your parted lips.

The one that was between your legs pressed your legs against your chest with strong hands behind your thighs. 

You couldn't think straight anymore, so you didn't know who he was. 

His hot tongue kept licking at your bundle of nerves and your head was starting to spin.

When two fingers pressed swiftly inside of you, one of your hands involuntarily reached forwards and grasped a shoulder.

Your nails dug into soft skin and a hiss sounded in the room.

In a second your hands were behind your head, held by strong ones and the tongue and fingers between your legs were removed completely, leaving yet another orgasm to fade away from your grasp.

A gloomy chuckle sounded in the room.

"Careful, doll. If you don't behave, you are going to end up not getting what you so desperately want" Jake whispered on your lips.

You had to restrain yourself from rising up and kissing him and you gritted your teeth.

"Who was tasting your perfect cunt, angel?" He asked and the wheels in your brain started to turn quickly.

Suddenly you were conscious of everything going on around you, and a light went on in your brain.

The hands that were holding your wrists still were a little roughed than the ones that had pressed your legs open. Calloused fingers were wrapped around your skin. And if Jake was holding your wrists, he matter-of-factly couldn't be the one between your legs.

"Josh" you answered.

"Are you sure?" Josh asked.

"Yes, Sir" You whispered.

Immediately, they wretched away the blindfold and you gasped seeing that, in fact, Josh was in front of you, with the bottom part of his face covered in your arousal and a proud grin on his lips.

You felt someone move behind your head and you watched mesmerized as Jake positioned himself right behind you, sitting on his haunches. His thighs were parted and on either side of your face. 

Wherever you turned your face you could press your lips to his strong muscles.

In this position he was successfully blocking your hands underneath him, with the advantage that he had his hands free and could roam your body.

As your eyes met his, he winked and started to stroke himself, mere inches from your face.

You were sure they were going to be the death of you.

He moaned, holding your gaze and you licked your lips at the sight of his face contracted in pleasure.

While you were lost in his brother's eyes, Josh unexpectedly licked between your folds and started eating you out like a starved man, sucking and nibbling at your cunt and making you gradually lose your mind.

Josh’s tongue pressed into you and you arched your back turning your face and unconsciously biting into Jake’s thigh.

Jake gasped and placed a strong hand on your head to keep your face turned.

Then he started thrusting his hard cock against your cheek,  keeping it down with a thumb and moaning at the feeling of your soft skin against him.

It was an act so degrading but yet so hot that you knew you would dream about it forever.

Soon his precum started dripping down your throat and coating your cheek, making his movements easier and even more pleasurable.

The sounds leaving his lips were heavenly and varied from low groans to soft high-pitched whimpers.  

After a while, Josh stopped eating you out and decided to torture you further pressing his cock directly between your folds, lifting your hips and maling it glide against you rapidly. 

You tried to counter his thrusts and hope he would take pity in you and finally enter you, but he didn't relent.

Suddenly, with a fucked-out low moan, Jake came and you felt ropes of his hot cum drip down your throat and on your chest.

He kept moving frantically and a few drops landed on your lips so you quickly licked them away, maintaining eye contact with Josh and soon his body stilled and he came all over your tummy.

You didn't reach your climax but the sight of them falling apart because of you was more than enough.

You were too exhausted to even be mad at them.

You shivered as Jake’s lips skimmed across your cheek, collecting a few drops of his cum and then crashed against yours, making you taste him again.

Josh winked at you and lowered his face towards your tummy. He made sure you were still watching him before making a show, sticking his tongue out and licking away his cum that had pooled in your belly button.

Then they both collapsed on either side of you, panting like they had just run a marathon.

Before you knew it, you were drifting off in a peaceful sleep.

~

You woke up to someone wiping a warm washcloth over your face, neck and abdomen and you shivered.

You slowly opened your eyes and you saw that Jake was the one in front of you, diligently cleaning you and Josh was pressed to your side, nose buried into your hair and sleepy eyes sparkling at you.

"Hey,  baby. How do you feel?" He crooned into your ear, his voice deep and tired.

"I'm OK, Just tired. How much have I been asleep?" you whispered back, reveling in the warmth of his body.

"About an hour." Jake said after discarding the washcloth on the floor and lying on the bed on your other side.

You felt so cozy with both their bodies enveloping you in a soft embrace.

You were almost ready to fall back asleep when suddenly Josh’s soft lips connected with the skin between your shoulder blades. 

At first it was an innocent gesture, but the more his lips stayed there and pampered your skin with kisses, the more restless you became.

Sleep slowly left your body, only to be replaced with an unbridled desire.

Jake saw the change in your eyes and chuckled, stroking your cheek and caressing your bottom lip with his thumb.

He bent his head to steal a kiss from your lips and them moved again to face you.

"May I ask you something?" The boy in front of you asked, looking angelic in the low light of the room. Josh, behind you, stopped kissing your back and lay his head back on your pillow, listening.

You nodded and blushed as his gaze drifted  back to your lips.

"I want you to be completely honest with me" Jake added, serious.

You nodded again, a little worried, and he came closer.

"Have you ever thought about having us both at the same time?" He whispered, seeming genuinely curious.

You pondered for a second but, in the end, opted for giving him a truthful answer.

Because yes, of course you had.

"When I dated you both separately no," you began "but tonight, fuck, tonight I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since the moment I saw you two side by side in that damn kitchen." The confession caused your voice to lower to a whisper, but they both heard you very clearly.

In a second their lips were on you, Jake was kissing your lips and Josh was nibbling at the back of your neck. 

"You have been such a good girl for us tonight, love" Jake said on your lips before delving right back in and stealing your breath away 

"Now it's time for the real reward" Josh said, interrupting your kiss with Jake and turning your face to kiss you.

They took turns at kissing you while their hands roamed your body, pressing, stroking and spoiling every inch of skin.

Jake’s fingers reached between your legs and started pleasuring you, torturously slow.

"Fuck" you whimpered as his deft fingers played you like his beloved guitar.

Josh’s fingers teased your nipples again, while he kissed up and down your spine.

They were hard again, hot and ready against your flushed body. 

You couldn't wait to feel them inside.

Jake held eye contact with you and spoke. His hand stilled between your legs.

"Angel, what did you mean when you told us you have been thinking about having us both at the same time? You intended that you wanted us to take turns… or you thought about us fucking you at the same time?" Jake asked curiously.

You blushed furiously and hid your face into your hands.

But they were having none of it.

They convinced you to stop hiding yourself and lower your hands.

"Tell us angel, we are going to take good care of you" Josh whispered into your hear from behind.

You took a deep breath and prepared to answer, confessing them what you had though about.

"I-I imagined you fucking me at the same time." Your whisper was so low you were surprised they even heard you.

All of a sudden you felt a finger press delicately against your backside, circling your back entrance.

You gasped and your body jolted at the unexpected sensation, making you blush to the tip of your toes.

"Sorry baby. I should have asked you what you thought about that first" Josh apologised, stroking your hip gently.

"What is your color? Are you sure you really want to do this?" He asked you then.

You grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on your ass again before answering his question. 

"Green. My color is green, I need you, both of you, please, stop edging me" you whined desperately. 

Josh finger pressed with more intent against your forbidden spot and yet again you jolted forward.

"Has anybody ever-?" He started to ask but before he could finish you shook your head no, squeezing your eyes shut to avoid Jake’s piercing gaze in front of you and leaning your head forward on his shoulder.

"Hey love," Jake cooed into your ear. "There is absolutely no need to be embarrassed. The only thing that matters is that if you really want to do this, we are going to take good care of you, I promise" Jake whispered, stroking your messy hair.

"Are you sure you want me to touch you here?" Josh asked caressing your hole again with barely-there pressure.

You moaned lightly at the feeling of his fingers there and he repeated the motion, again and again.

"Yes, Sir" you whined and they laughed.

"Such a good girl. But now you can call us by our names, doll. Oh and you can touch us as much as you want." Jake whispered onto your lips before giving them a quick peck.

As soon as he said that your hands gripped his shoulders and you begged again.

"Please, touch me" 

They both obeyed diligently.

Jake’s fingers resumed their activity on your pussy, kneading the flesh there and spreading your wetness all over you.

Josh’s mouth started kissing down your spine, progressively lowering himself behind you. When he reached your lower back, he kissed your dimples and placed his hands on your ass cheeks, giving one a playful bite.

Then he moved lower.

You felt your hole twitch when Josh blew gently on you.

Jake was observing you with an adoring smile and he groaned when your eyes fluttered closed and your lips parted in a low whimper the moment Josh's tongue made contact with your tight hole.

Your eyes fluttered closed and you started breathing heavily. The sensation was already overwhelming you.

You felt a hand caress from your hip to your knee and your eyes fluttered open to see Jake lifting your leg up, dragging your knee up to his hip successfully spreading you for his brother.

This time, when Josh licked at you, the pressure he applied increased and made your mouth fall open

 At the same time, Jake plunged his fingers inside your pussy and you moaned loudly.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Josh asked again, a little concerned. 

"Please, yes" you whimpered.

He kissed your lips again as you felt Jake part from you and move around the room.

He came back a second later, handed something to his brother and then resumed his position. You turned and he immediately bit your lips, grabbing your leg and spreading you again.

His kiss deepened and you gasped and shivered as you felt something cold hit your backside.

"Sorry, baby. Now I'm going to touch you, ok?" He whispered, placing a little kiss on your shoulder.

You nodded, desperate.

When one of Josh's lubed fingers circled your back entrance, your body jolted and your legs tried to close involuntarily.

"Shh, angel, it's ok, just take deep breaths and relax" Jake whispered, his eyes boring holes in yours because of the intensity of his eye contact.

You were needy, but also incredibly scared of what was to come and your body was tense.

"Relax for us, he is going to take good care of you" he tried to comfort you.

"We are going to take good care of you, baby.

 I promise, I'll go nice and slow" Josh whispered back encouragingly.

"Ok" was the only word you could muster.

Josh’s fingers started to massage your tight hole with a steady rhythm and as you relaxed every second more they kept praising you profusely.

You noticed that Josh added a few drops more of lube on his fingers and started to apply a delicate pressure.

By the time he had managed to ease a single phalanx into you you were a panting mess, needing more.

"You are doing amazing, baby" Josh crooned into your ear.

When one finger was finally buried inside of you to the last knuckle, you didn't know what to do with your hands anymore, so you started clawing at Jake’s sides.

You weren't experiencing pain, the feeling was just strange. It felt awkwardly good and utterly sinful at the same time.

As Josh started moving his finger in and out of you, your hands caressed Jake's body until you reached his lower back and grabbed his perfect ass, kissing him passionately.

Josh groaned at your tightness and quickened his pace a little.

"I need to open you up more, love, I'm going to add a finger" he explained and you nodded moaning against Jake’s mouth.

The second finger stretched you a bit more, making your face scrunch up in discomfort and your grip tighten on Jake.

"Josh slow down" He ordered his brother and tried to divert your attention from the sting.

His fingers trailed lower and he started to circle your clit with barely-there touches that had little jolts of electric pleasure run through your body.

Soon Josh had two fingers inside of you and started moving them slowly in and out, making you groan and whine against Jake’s shoulder.

An experimental curl had your back arch violently and your mouth part into a silent scream.

"Good girl" they praised you in unison.

Jakes fingers reached lower and pressed into you, making you feel so full that you moaned out loud.

They kept moving slowly; the only sounds that could be heard in the room were the lewd sounds created by your intense wetness and heavy breathing and groans from the three of you.

As Josh’s fingers finally retreated from you, you whimpered at the loss.

"She's ready" you heard Josh tell his brother and you gasped when you felt their hips inching closer to you.

They started to press their erections against you simultaneously. Jake grabbed his cock and started running the tip against your soaked slit, while Josh slotted himself between your ass cheeks, finding some much needed friction that had him tremble behind you.

They were grinding against you with the same rhythm and you felt your head starting to spin.

"I'm going to push inside, love. Don't hesitate to stop me for whatever reason, alright?" Josh panted into your ear and you nodded vigorously, impatient.

You felt his soft tip circle your hole and press inside excruciatingly slow.

Your moans turned into whines quickly. His girth was considerable so you knew it would sting.

You bit your lower lip and concentrated on the pleasure Jake was providing you, on the soft feeling of his head against your engorged bundle of nerves between your legs.

Your eyes fluttered closed but your jaw was tight. Josh felt how tense your body was and stopped.

"Are you ok, baby?" He whispered and eased the pressure of his hips a little.

You just nodded but Jake made you voice your answer with a low commanding whisper.

"Answer"

"Y-yes, I'm ok" you stuttered.

He let a few more drops of lube fall on his member and started moving slowly in and out.

But you couldn't take it anymore. You needed all of him, you were tired of their edging.

"Please Josh, I need all of it" you groaned and his grip tightened around your hips.

He started pressing more of it inside of you and finally he reached the hilt.

Your head fell forward against Jake and a high drawn out moan echoed into the room at the new intense feeling you were experiencing.

Josh’s equally tense body relaxed a little and he let go of the breath that he didn't know he was holding. 

Your eyes fluttered closed and one of your hands reached back and stroked Josh’s hair, tangled and damp with sweat.

Josh’s gentle fingers stroked your chin and turned your face just enough to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

While he was keeping your lips captive, his hips retreated slightly and pushed back in making you shiver.

Then he pulled almost all the way out and, keeping an excruciating eye contact, pushed back in, inch by inch, making you feel every single ridge and vein of his cock.

 In that moment you almost forgot about Jake.

And he didn't like it one bit.

Suddenly a hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed, making you shudder.

Jake forcefully tugged your head back with his other hand and crashed your mouth against yours.

A loud groan left your lips as you felt Jake’s tip circle your clit again and then move downwards to your entrance.

He held your jaw still and pressed his fingers into either one of your cheeks making you keep your mouth open as he slowly pressed into your sweet pussy.

Before you knew it you had the both of them pressed to the hilt inside of you, filling up your holes utterly and completely.

Your mind was totally blank except for one thought, ringing loud and clear in your hears.

Fuck, I'm going to Hell.

But you didn't care.

The sound of their groans and moans when your walls fluttered around them were just what you needed to hear.

Those were enough for you to decide that you would happily let them drag you to the deepest and most dreadful corner of Hell.

And you knew you were going to let them do everything they wanted with you.

"Color?" Jake groaned, his voice was extremely raspy with arousal.

"Green" you whimpered and they started moving at the same time, punching out the little bit of air you still held in your lungs.

Your hands grasped Jake’s shoulder and Josh’s hip, sinking your nails into their soft skin and gaining groans from them.

Their hands were everywhere, gripping at your shoulders to keep you from moving too much up the bed because of their thrusts, on your breasts, around your throat, on your hips.

And you couldn't keep your eyes open, the pleasure was too much. 

Everytime you tried to open them, you could see Jake’s beautiful face contracted in pure delight, with his eyebrows tipped up and his mouth open in a perfect o-shape, or with his teeth bared and his nose scrunched up.

Josh’s moans and groans echoed in your ears and you knew you had never heard a more beautiful song. His voice was melodic and unrestrained, dripping with pleasure and pure bliss.

They looked and sounded angelic but demonic in equal parts.

Their rhythm never faltered and they never lost the almost unreal synchrony their movements possessed.

Fuck, they really are twins, you thought.

Suddenly Jake grasped the thigh that was laying on his hip and pushed it higher, spreading you wider for himself and consequently for his brother.

They both groaned loudly, cursing at the sensation that simple gesture provided.

You felt yourself tethering closer to your long-awaited climax and you shivered.

"You got so silent, baby" Josh panted from behind you.

"What's wrong, angel? Cat got your tongue?" Jake whispered against your lips.

They angled their hips differently and picked up their pace, making your eyes roll back into your head 

A scorching hot feeling you had never experienced before started to make its way inside your body and you became unable to make a single sound.

You felt them move.

Both their hands started caressing your thighs before their thumbs started rolling your clit beneath their pads, making a whine leave your lips.

"I'm- I'm going to-" you tried to say but you couldn't finish the sentence as a harsh combined thrust made you lose your footing.

Your mouth opened into a silent scream and your body tensed up as the most intense orgasm of your life hit you like a freight train launched at full speed. Your mind blacked out completely.

You felt a strange wet gush flood the bed and you heard their surprised gasps fill the room as you kept shaking, moaning both their names.

They followed quickly after you, praising you profusely for having taken them so well and filling you up, groaning and moaning your name.

Then they stilled completely, trying to catch their breath. 

Jake pulled out first, grimacing as the cool hair of the room hit his flushed skin. His hands grabbed your hip and started kneading at the skin, trying to distract you from Josh pulling out of you.

The sensation that you felt when their warmth left your body made you whine missing them already.

Their seed slowly started seeping out of you, adding to your big wet mess already covering the sheets, making you shiver.

They gently helped you turn around and lay on your back and then flopped down next to you, one on either side.

The three of you stayed there for a long while, looking at the ceiling and thinking about what the hell had just happened.

After quite some time, a little giggle echoed into the room. Soon the three of you were laughing like mad.

Josh was the first one to speak.

"That was absolutely mind-blowing baby" Josh said.

"Fuck me, angel, I didn't know you could do that" Jake’s obscene words made Josh chuckle behind you.

"Me neither, baby" Josh started saying with a playful tone.

"I'd love to see that again" he continued stroking the sweaty skin of your tummy and looking down at the state of the bed with a cackle that made you cover your face, embarrassed.

"I need to see that again." Jake said before grasping your face in both his hands and crushing his mouth against yours.

After a long kiss, he broke away and looked at you with a devilish expression on his beautiful face 

"What about right now?" He asked after releasing your lips and your eyes widened at the implication of what he had just said.

Josh kissed your collarbone and stood, heading to the bathroom.

You got slightly distracted by his beautiful perky ass jiggling while he walked until he spoke from the door, looking at his brother.

"Take care of her for a moment, Jakey. I'll be back in a second." He said sweetly, winking, before disappearing into the bathroom.

You heard the water of the shower turning on and you relaxed on the bed.

"Are you feeling alright, angel?" Jake asked as you turned towards him and grimaced at the feeling of wet sheets underneath you.

"I'm… I can't believe what we've done. What I have done" You said, blushing and covering your face with one hand, while gesturing towards the ruined sheets with the other.

He chuckled, grasped your hands, uncovering your face and kissed your knuckles.

"You don't have to be embarrassed by that, love. Actually, when I'll be all alone in my bed, I'm going to think about the obscenely gorgeous way in which your cunt squirted all over my cock while you let my brother fuck your ass". He whispered against your lips.

Your breath itched in your throat as his words sinked in and before you knew it, you were kissing him again, your tongue fighting with his for dominance.

His deft fingers made their way between your legs and sank between your folds.

He brought them back up before your eyes and you groaned seeing how wet they were with your mixed juices that were slowly dripping down them.

Without thinking you grasped his wrist and slowly dipped them into your mouth licking and sucking them clean.

He groaned, cursed and crushed his mouth against yours, moaning at the taste of your mixed arousal that quickly disappeared from your mouths.

You didn't know your little show had an eager audience but when the mattress dipped with someone's weight behind you, you knew Josh was back.

The smell of his usual body wash was making your head feel hazy.

You broke the kiss with Jake and turned around towards Josh.

"You smell so good" you whispered against his neck. His hair was damp and his skin flushed.

He kissed you, as if the little amount of time he had spent in the bathroom away from you was way too much for him to endure.

As your hands started to explore his body you noticed with a gasp that he was hard, again, hot and strong against your hip.

You hooked your leg around his waist and moaned when he started kissing your neck.

His lips slowly moved to your chest and you groaned as Jake grasped your hair and tugged your head back to whisper into your ear.

"I wasn't kidding about needing to see you squirt again all over us, angel. Do you think you can do it?" He growled against your bitten lips.

You gasped at his request and your eyes widened.

You weren't sure you could do that. You didn't even know you could that the first time.

You quickly voiced your concern.

"I-I don't know. I don't know if I can" you said, but as soon as you felt the head of Josh’s hard cock glide against your pussy lips, you knew you wanted to be theirs all over again.

You shivered as Jake's fingers started stroking down your spine. They made contact with your backside and you moaned his name in his brother's mouth.

Then those sinfully deft fingers disappeared altogether from you.

He groaned behind you and you felt his knuckles brush slow but rhythmically against your ass.

You knew what he was doing but you wanted to watch him.

You turned and his eyes connected with yours.

He was stroking his hard cock painfully slow, edging himself, groaning and whimpering.

He grasped your face with his other hand and kept you turned towards himself. 

You saw his eyes darken when Josh pushed inside of your warm cunt and your mouth parted into a silent scream of pleasure.

His rhythm quickened and Josh started to move inside of you gentle and slow.

You watched closely as Jake opened the bottle of lube and let a considerable amount of it drip on his hand, then he grabbed himself again and started stroking himself watching you getting fucked by his brother.

You watched mesmerized as his fingers tightened every time he reached his tip.

You were almost drooling at the sight.

Josh kept kissing your neck and whispering sweet words of praise as you stared at his brother behind you. 

Soon Jake’s hand stopped moving. He kept it still and started thrusting his hips in and out of his fist.

He looked extremely sexy like that, on his side, skin sweaty and flushed, with sweat dripping down his tummy into his bellybutton while fucking himself into his hand.

You started thinking that he would look even better buried deep inside of you and before you knew it one of your hands closed around his fist stopping him.

He was panting and was looking at you with the sweetest confused expression you had ever seen.

"Jake, please." You whispered and he growled as he understood what you wanted.

"Please what, angel" he asked, being the tease he had always been.

"God Jake, please, fuck me. I need you" you blurted out almost incoherently as Josh’s lips wrapped around one of your nipples.

"You want you tight little hole filled up and fucked again, don't you, pretty angel of mine?" He rasped into your ear from behind, slowly circling your  back entrance with the wet tip of his cock.

"Please, Jake, yes" you whined desperately.

Before pushing inside, he let a few drops of lube fall on his fingers and slowly pushed one inside, then two.

He cursed when he saw his brother's cum leaking out of your hole, but kept stretching you for his cock. 

When he knew he wouldn't hurt you, he removed his fingers, wiping them clean against the sheets and guided his member to your entrance. He pressed inside to the hilt slowly and stilled.

You kissed him and he bit your bottom lip, making you whine in his mouth.

You turned your head to kiss Josh but Jake’s hand around your throat stopped you and kept you still facing his brother.

"Open your mouth" Jake ordered and when you obliged he pushed his middle and ring finger deep into your mouth asking you to suck on them.

You obeyed, closing your eyes and reveling in both their bodies enveloping you and moving against you simultaneously.

"Color?" Josh whispered out of breath.

Jake removed his fingers from your mouth to let you speak and started sucking a mark against your shoulder.

"Fucking green, please don't stop" you whispered unable to keep your eyes open.

Jake’s fingers plunged back down your throat and you gagged on them.

"Oh angel, you like this?" Jake started teasing you whispering dirty things against your ear from behind.

"You like having all your pretty little holes filled don't you?" He went on and you felt yourself tightening around both of them.

"Keep talking" you begged them.

"I bet you feel so full right now" Josh joined his brother in making you lose your mind.

"You are gonna remember this forever, right?" He whispered again.

"You won't be able to stop thinking about us fucking you like a dirty little slut and you are going to get impossibly wet every time, angel." Jake growled into your ear pounding into you like Josh was.

"And now cum for us, baby. Soak us again" Josh commanded and you finally let go. Your orgasm hitting you straight in the face and making you shake and moan.

Your eyes started to roll back and you felt yourself squirt all over them, like the first time.

They moaned and came immediately after you filling you up again and contributing to expanding the already enormous wet patch on the sheets, when they slowly pulled out.

Nobody spoke for an indefinite amount of time.

The only sound in the room was heavy breathing.

Jake was the first one to move, heading to the bathroom to clean himself and bringing back to washcloths, tossing one to his brother and gently dragging the other onto the skin of your back and ass.

"We should take a shower, then we can snuggle under the covers and sleep." he said, sweetly.

Josh stood with a groan and observed you, sprawled out on the bed like he had never seen a more beautiful thing.

You groaned as you turned onto your back and observed them observing you.

"I think I need help standing up, boys" you confessed, chuckling.

They helped you up, giggling and escorted you onto the shower, helping you wash yourself.

Josh finished first and exited the bathroom leaving you there alone with Jake, as he helped you wash your hair, because your arms where sore from the amount of time they kept you tied on the bed.

When you were finished, you wrapped yourself into a soft towel and followed Jake back into the room.

You saw Josh enter the room with clean sheets and the three of you stopped a moment to admire the state of absolute mess the bed was in.

They kept teasing you about what had just happened, wanting to see who would make you blush more.

To keep yourself busy and avoiding their piercing gazes you started to take off the ruined sheets.

They helped you make the bed again and soon the three of you were snuggled under a light blanket.

Jake excused himself and disappeared for a while, leaving you snuggled against Josh’s warm body.

He came back a few moment later with a box and three spoons.

You thought the ice-cream was completely melted somewhere by now. 

Jake saw the confused expression on your face and spoke.

 "I didn't want this to melt and go to waste. So when you were blindfolded I went upstairs to put it back in the freezer. And I don't know about you two, but I feel like snacking right now." Jake said, sitting back on the bed and handing you the box and a spoon. He kept one for himself and handed the other to Josh, who was eager to taste the ice-cream again.

It seemed that they had forgotten about the main reason that had led you right into the delicate predicament the three of you found yourself in, that was, making you admit who of them was better in doing what.

As soon as that thought crossed your mind  Jake turned to you with mischief in his eyes while licking away a drop of melted ice-cream from his fingers.

"So, love, who is the winner?" 

You groaned at his question

"Don't tell me you need a second round to decide?" Jake whispered, and you felt Josh freezing lips on your neck.

Oh, Hell.

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[fallinforgyu]

just dropping my mtl of enha hyung line to be subs

literal needy slut

hee - i mean do i need to explain

jake - i feel like he'd be the perfect switch

hoon - this one's a wild card. he radiates loads of bratty sub energy but also because of competitive nature i feel like he'd be dom.

jay - now even my dom leaning self find it hard to imagine this man as a sub. but i feel like he'd have his moments 🥲

oooh what are your opinions?

- 🍉

ONE HUNDRED PERCENT AGREE THIS IS EXACTLY THE ORDER THAT I'D PUT THEM IN!!!! 🗣🗣🗣

sub heeseung is literally my entire brand so that one goes without saying

jake genuinely is a 50/50 switch with no preference for domming or subbing. just wants to feel good and make you feel good <3

i have a really hard time deciding with hoon. part of me thinks that he's a 50/50 switch too?? maybe 60/40 with a sub lean?? but that might just be the dom in me projecting </3

and personally i also have a hard time seeing jay as a sub 💔 he would definitely have his moments where he wants to be taken care of, but for some reason whenever i imagine jay in a sexual way he's domming 😭😭

#we are on the same wavelength bestie #enhypen hard hours #🍉 anon #bunny's mailbox 📬

[staysuki]

for the ask game: skz, lmaooo

ofc, classic~

bias order

this is such a hard one 😭😭😭 i don't think i can place them but i'll try.

-> seungminho-hyunjin-jisung-felix-chan/changbin/jeongin

-> but sometimes it's hyunjin-jisung-seungminho-jeongin-felix-changbin/chan

-> but sometimes it's jisung-chan-jeongin-changbin-hyunlix-seungminho

-> honestly they all shine for me.

current fave song

-> hard one to think about but if i'm basing it off of my music player's most played song, it would be airplane~ i love their cute songs. scars has been on repeat for me recently too (mostly cuz of the dance though). though my all-time fave skz song has got to be my universe (which is a sub-unit song so its kinda cheating). another day is really good too tho hngh.

member i want to be bffs with

-> i think i would get along well with felix. mostly because of the huge meme and gamer energy. i can see us just screaming at each other on discord idk why. jisung would be a close second because we both love watching horror movies for funsies. jeongin is a good one too just because of the maknae-on-top energy.

who i like to pair the members with (romantically or otherwise)

-> everyone here knows my favorite sibling trope pairings— yeji and hyunjin (ala hwang twins), and then the kim brothers (wonpil, seungmin, and jake sim), i haven't been able to incorporate it anywhere yet but jisung and brian as brothers is also a good one. i love dayskz crumbs.

-> romantic ships, i pair hyunjin with me jkjk

-> i'd pair jeongin and eunwoo as siblings too. y'all can't tell me that they don't look alike when smiling (specifically only when smiling. also, jeongin's side profile is the most perfect thing in the world).

-> i'd pair lee minho with the other lee minho. all such hottie energy. minho def has some actor vibes visuals.

posters or albums

-> i have the yellow in life album and that's the only kpop album i own. i don't own any other kpop merch too except for the club clio skz palette. i also have an skz and day6 necklace (but those aren't official merch so–)

#ashkgame #ashville tea time #ashnon

[hopeshoodie]

I love that so many people are simps for Mc, like yes, everyone, try and get it, but I also wish if we could have a little more drama, I'd give s1 a 9 (of ten) s2 a 5, and s3 a 6 or 6.5 for Tai, tell me how would you rate them

TBH I’m not a fan of how literally everyone in the villa is either ready to switch to MC whenever or absolutely disinterested in her entirely. I don’t mean that I’m salty the best friends aren’t romance-able because Chelsea, Priya, Tim, and Jen are some of my faves and they’re not LIs. I mean how if you don’t pick someone as your best friend they straight up won’t talk to you. The relationships don’t feel organic or earned at all.

Ratings of the seasons below the cut

I’d give Season 1 a 8/10. The things that I love are:

I actually? Like the art style? I know that’s everyone’s complaint with S1 but that doesn’t bother me. Like they’re not supposed to look hyperrealistic and I like the painted/more loose style.

I love that the conflict feels real- you can start by liking someone and slowly grow to hate them. MC can stand up for herself and actually fight with the islanders.

I love Talia and Jake, and the routes to getting them were perfect- it didn’t feel forced or too easy, but it wasn’t so hard that I was frustrated. The perfect about of slowburn.

In general, I really like when games have less LIs but the paths with those LIs feel distinct and fit into the story. S2 and 3 fell into the trap of ‘people want sprites that they’re attracted to so we’ll write a love story for MC and one person then sub in the art for the character of their preference. That’s where you get the whole ‘everyone has the same dialogue after day 22′ from. I don’t mind waiting the entire story for a specific character, so long as it feels organic to get them and the story in the lead up is interesting. S1 did this well by only having 4 end-game LIs, but making each story feel worth it. 

The challenges! The lie detector and astrology were actually kind of fun and novel.

My only criticisms are that 

I wish there were more opportunities to just chat with the LIs about non-important things. I love my girl Talia, but one of the reasons I don’t write a lot for her is because I feel like I don’t know her much. I know how she acts, but I don’t know much about her life or her past? Same with the other LIs.

I wish the Christmas episode was longer so we could actually BE with our LIs instead of just getting in the car with them. I want actual consequences for taking the money (because really? Maybe only your best friends would be okay with it but everyone else would absolutely be pissed). I wanted more than just an angry text if I broke Tim and Jen up- Tim would have regrets almost immediately and I want to fight with Jen about it.

Season 2 will always be my comfort media 9/10. I wish we had the ability to skip forward in episodes (maybe have a quick text screen where you click the choices that impact the points/outcome)- that would make replaying much easier. 

But I love love LOVE the characters- even the shitty ones like Graham and Blake still /have/ personalities. They just feel so real. 

I really liked the conflict-resolution angle of the story, but I wish it would’ve been applied better. Too much of it was just ‘select the right choice’. I wanted it to be more based on your relationship (if Hope doesn’t like you enough she won’t tell you x, or if Lottie doesn’t like you enough she won’t talk to you about y), and more of a puzzle. It’d be cool if fights happened off screen and MC had to piece together what happened and how to resolve it. 

I love how the narrative forces you to de-couple and challenges MC’s relationships. My first playthrough 

I think the drama elements there are right but they’re out of order. Lowkey, I’m working on a post about how I would re-write S2, and a lot of it is just shortening or lengthening conflicts. 

I adore the mechanic of having personality traits like combative/complacent, stylish/casual, supportive/catty that we can act out with MC. Being able to curate MC to have a specific personality allows us to develop her character in our minds and to mesh with/clash with the islanders. Like if you dressed/acted a certain way, there would be dialogue to reflect how the different LIs felt about it. It feels much more interactive to have the characters react to your playstyle and to be able to be ‘Gary’s girl’ as opposed to a Rahim girl or a Lucas girl. Maybe that’s why Bobby’s so popular? He’s one of the few LIs that you don’t really have the incentive to curate a personality for- he loves MC regardless. That’s kind of why I don’t like him, nothing about his route feels unique or tailored to my MC (and why I love Noah, because my MC is really smart and mature and a bit nonconfrontational). 

The clothing!! It actually gives the characters personality and style instead of just being ‘generic sexy’.

How the non-LI islanders genuinely seem to have interests and have pre-determined couples if MC doesn’t interrupt them.  Especially in the start, everyone was voicing who they wanted and if they were unhappy in their couple. I don’t mind fighting Lottie for Gary, and I wish characters like Chelsea, Bobby, and Lurik actually had relationships that they wanted. The hints of Chelsea liking your CA boy were really good, give me MORE of that. 

The challenges- I really liked the secrets challenge, heartbeat challenge, and baby challenge. They felt fresh and created actual conflict between the characters.

I’m not a fan of

How much time is dedicated to certain drama plot lines. People keep saying that drama needs to be MC focused- I don’t think that’s true. I really enjoyed the Noah/Hope drama, the conflict between Lottie and Chelsea, and the fallout of OP for Priya. I think the problem is when MC doesn’t have a reason to be involved (so Marisol has to come and specifically say ‘hey can you fix this because.... everyone wants to be chill’). Everyone hates the Jo/Shannon drama, but what if instead of Chelsea getting roped in, MC’s the one who tells everyone and then people get mad at her? Then she’d get to defend herself instead of just being like ‘we should get along :))))’.

Building off of the former, S2 conflict is too event-based. Priya grinded on Noah and I’m mad about it, Jo kissed Rahim and I’m mad. I miss characters just straight up not liking each other, it made the villa seem more politically strategic- like there are cliques and MC has to choose them. We got hints of that, like with our ability to support Rocco/Marisol, but too often the conflict is easily resolved with ‘talking it through’. How much more compelling would the Jo/Shannon drama be if they both said “yeah I don’t like her” and you had to pick a side. Like Priya and Lottie could have a mechanic where you can’t be friends with both, you either aren’t friends with either or are super close with one or the other. 

THE BIRD CHAPTER. WHY. JUST WHY.

The shared dialogue and general problems with coding where characters act OOC and repeat scenes. This is a big one- I rarely play past day 23 anymore because it doesn’t feel like new content.

It just seemed like there were too many LIs after CA. They should’ve just made it so Kassam, Elijah, maybe Arjun, Elisa, and Jakub weren’t romanceable. The villa felt super crowded after day 25 and we didn't get as much facetime with the original crew, and I dunno I just didn’t like it.

This might be a slap in the face but I give Season 3 a 4/10. I wouldn’t be playing it if I weren’t so invested in the previous two seasons. 

I do like:

The beautiful female LIs!!! That we can actually couple with!! Without having to look up a tutorial! S2 obviously struggled with that and even with S1, as much as I adore Talia, there was only one female LI to couple with. Even the non-romanceable girls are SO pretty and have the potential to be good characters!

Even though I cannot stand Harry, I appreciate his character being there and being as fleshed out as it is. The reason I liked Rocco is because he talked about serious stuff- same with Harry. Mad props for the anger management thing, and he also is just the most distinct personality in the villa.

Seb’s character. I wish we’d get more of it without having to be friends with him, but the extra scenes (once again) are one of the few times this season we actually get to learn more about the personality and life of an Islander. After playing a friend route with him, he seems like the most developed character in the villa.

I really like how the LIs handled the most recent recoupling drama. Saying “I feel like MC doesn’t like me as much as I like her” and actually being salty that she was taken from them feels real. I love the conflict of AJ/Harry/Camilo being insecure that MC will leave them and getting defensive. Also, it adds a really interesting dynamic where MC either doesn’t tell them she likes them enough or MC is genuinely stringing people along. Love the potentially to have a morally gray MC that gets called out (and with the Tai situation too).

Tai is hot. I’m not really into any of the others’ designs, but they went off with Tai. Yasmin would probably be someone I’m into if that makeup was different and she didn’t dress like that. 

The clothing/outfit design clearly gives more thought to the personality of those wearing it rather than just having them look good. All the swimwear/evening wear gives off a distinctive vibe. I like that they’re not afraid to make the characters look a little ugly (@Harry) for the sake of showing you their personality. 

Viv!!!! She’s probably the character I’m vibing with the most, I love her chats and her story and she’s so pretty and aaaaaa. She’s this season’s Priya.

Unfortunately, a lot of those likes are kind of skin deep and pale in comparison to what I dislike:

The biggest thing is that this season changed the game’s demographic. S1 and S2 were written for 17-30 year olds, and S3 caters to 10-16 year olds now. Everything from the art style, the emojis, the content, and the literal rating on the app store reflects this. It feels more like an Episode game set in highschool than LITG. And that’s fine, I sometimes read Episode, nothing wrong if you enjoy that. But the reason I loved LITG so much is because the writing felt real and relatable. This season doesn’t have that same writing.

The challenges are BORING. Every single one has been ‘do something goofy to the boys’. That’s it. There’s no tension, no challenge, not even any stakes because the rewards aren’t even real. 

I hate how the relationships to the LIs and friends aren’t earned. There’s no reason for them to be as close as they are, and I feel like I don’t know anyone in the villa well. There’s just a big disconnect and no one had a defining personality outside of like 1 or 2 traits. 

The ‘deep topics’ dropped in seem really superficial. I like that we’re talking about consent, but it didn’t come up organically. It feels like the writers wanted to talk about how ‘calling girls bossy’ is bad and so they made up a scenario to talk about that- and poorly transitioned to that scene. I think everyone knows but no one wants to say that these topics would be more compelling if they were explored in the narrative- if Bill put the moves on Miki and she said no and he took it too far, then we could have that conversation. If Camilo called Iona bossy, then we could react and have that discussion. But the season is so afraid to make anyone seem bad. 

There’s no conflict, MC centric or otherwise. Probably because NO ONE HAS PERSONALITY outside of ‘nice girl’ and ‘slightly doofy boy’.

Literally, everyone is interested in MC but I don’t know why. WHY would Bill still like her after she left him? What about her do the different characters like/dislike? My MC is the most annoying, most disloyal, most dishonest character but no one notices or cares.

I just feel like the developers focused on form over substance this season, wanting to give everyone an option and make everything look a certain way but not have the compelling writing to back it up.

#ask #long post #litg #sorry this is so long I just haven't given an overview of the seasons like this before #headcanoncs

[isitrecording]

Would you rather have a threesome with 2 women who are dominant or a threesome where one is dominant and the other a sub?

My muse is bored and wants curious anons. No questions are off limits, abuse this opportunity!

"Hmm... I think both are really good to be honest. I think I'd like two dominant women, mostly because I like serving them. Though a sub would be bad, maybe I'd get a little more release. Though the dominant one ordering the submissive one around could be fun." Jake grinned, scratching his neck a little.

#anonymous #anon asks

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

I'd love to hear opinions for Megamorphs 4

Short opinion: I giggle every time I read the line “President Clinton urged everyone to remain calm” but seriously this book is so scary specifically because it feels so realistic to canon.

Long opinion:

I’ve always felt like this book takes place in direct conversation with #1, fleshing out the existing personalities and relationships of the team as of the moment that they walk through the construction site.  The actual first book in the series sweeps the characters along so quickly toward their destiny (by necessity, because anything else would be bad writing) that we get extremely few details about what these kids are actually like before the war ruins their lives except in the retrospective.  Back to Before feels like a chance to go back and find out who exactly these kids were before they all became homicidal cinnamon rolls.  Of course I’m a sucker for the details about Tom (He has a driver’s license!  He wears a denim jacket over blue jeans like a true 90s fashion victim!  Temrash 114 keeps at least two separate dracon beams in his room!  His parents think he should pay more attention in school!) but there are also a ton of rich characterization moments for all six Animorphs.  

This book really shows us for the first time why Tobias is so desperate for his life to change that he throws himself into a war (and maybe-maybenot gets himself trapped in morph) just to have friends and a purpose.  He belongs nowhere—not at home with his alcoholic uncle, not at school where he’s constantly under threat of physical violence, not at the mall where Jake listens to him out of pity while Marco’s openly hostile—which means that he grabs the first chance he can to fly away from it all.  Maybe he’s being short-sighted, since by #3 he already knows he had no idea what he was getting himself into, but he’s so desperate to get out that one can hardly blame him even when he resorts to becoming a controller in order to have someone to talk to and something to give him meaning.  

It’s also striking that Tobias is the one who ends up recruited by the Sharing, while Jake attends one meeting and leaves.  Most of the series has this implicit assumption that if any of them will be the first one taken, it’ll be Jake, since he’s the one with a controller already living in the house.  (For instance, #41 and #7 both feature variations on the theme of everyone getting caught because Tom saw something he shouldn’t, and in #49 everyone is shocked when the yeerks’ DNA match isn’t between Jake and Tom.)  However, here Jake sees everything the Sharing has to offer… and tells Tom “I’m not really a joiner,” because he’s really really not (MM4).  The unfortunate flip side of the coin of Jake’s leadership ability is that he makes a fairly terrible follower.  In this book it saves his life, but there are other instances (when dealing with the andalites in #18 and #38, during the negotiations with the Arn in #34) where everyone would probably be better off if Jake could find it in himself to sit down, shut up, and do as he’s told.  Non-Animorph Jake is probably at risk of becoming a useless washout (between the crappy academic performance, the mediocre athletic performance, and the lack of motivation to do anything, he’s probably destined to spend the rest of his life as a failed artist living in a studio apartment in downtown LA paid for by his parents’ money), but he’s also not at risk of becoming a voluntary controller, because he’s perfectly content with his mediocre life.  

Rachel, by contrast, is incredibly restless in her normal life.  Cassie describes her as “hunting” with “laser focus” when looking for bargains at the mall (MM4).  It takes her about ten seconds to get on board with chasing down and attempting to tackle some random stranger because Marco thinks said stranger looks like his dead mom.  She snaps into action the second that Ax broadcasts the news that aliens are attacking the planet, and keeps fighting with whatever tools come to hand (including a severed hork-bajir head, because this girl is hardcore) until she gets killed.  For all that she loves it, this book implies that the war might be the worst thing that could have possibly happened to Rachel.  After all, she’s quite good at channeling all that pent-up aggression into verbal sparring the way her mom does (notice how much she enjoys arguing with Marco in the planetarium) and also releasing that extra energy through athletics the way her dad does (unlike Jake, she’s not deterred in her sports ambitions by a mere hiccup like utter lack of talent).  She also has a lot of friends and admirers, a track record of being one of the highest performers in her class, and a casual self-confidence that is rare enough for a girl her age to win her a lot of favors with a lot of people.  Non-Animorph Rachel (in a world that also had no yeerks) would probably thrive in whatever career she chose for decades before dying at a ripe old age surrounded by her highly attractive husband and seven fat grandchildren.  

Maybe my favorite piece of Marco characterization from this book is the way it establishes there is actually a lot more to his crush on Rachel than thinking she has beautiful hair and looks cute in a leotard.  He’s considerably less comfortable in his own skin than either of the Berensons, but he also practices what he preaches by appreciating a joke at his own expense just as much as one he uses to mock another person.  This book makes it obvious that he looks up to Rachel (not just literally, although Marco’s jokes about his own height are also amazing) because he recognizes how intelligent and ruthless she is, and those are the qualities he values the most in himself and others.  Cates pointed out that it’s interesting almost all of Marco’s role models are female (Xena, Alanis Morissette, Carmen Electra, Eva for that matter) and in a lot of ways he doesn’t just like Rachel; he admires her.  

And then there’s the portrayal of Ax when no one comes to rescue him.  #4 and #8 only hint at what it must have been like for him to spend weeks stuck in a tiny dome at the bottom of the ocean, not knowing whether anyone was coming for him, suspecting more and more every day that his whole crew was dead, but here we get a much deeper look at those long days of solitude.  He comes off almost like a prisoner in solitary confinement in the scenes before he manages to use the shark morph to escape: compulsively addicted to routines, talking to inanimate objects, starting to hallucinate when left alone for long enough… Ax is a survivor, tough enough to live through years of loneliness and grief while fighting a war on a foreign planet.  This book shows just how much of that strength comes from within, fire-forged by his traumatic introduction to Earth.  

Oh, and Cassie is sub-temporally grounded, apparently.  I have nothing nice to say about that concept so I’ll settle for saying nothing at all.

Anyway, I love both the opening and closing of this book.  The first scene has one of those UTTERLY HORRIFYING banality-of-violence beginnings, where we open on the aftermath of a battle that may or may not have accomplished anything other than giving the kids involved a few more nightmares.  Jake is disturbingly casual about the fact that he has lost an entire leg and is slowly bleeding to death, making wry jokes about how he and the three-legged table match each other. We can tell why: this isn’t the first (or even the thirtieth) time he’s been fatally maimed and then forced to shrug it off in order to keep fighting.  The kids try—and fail—to save the host of a fatally injured yeerk a few minutes of pain, and end up watching both beings bleed to death.  And then Jake goes home, and he once again plays the game of Lying For His Life with his parents and Tom, and he goes to bed ready to do it all again the next day, wondering what dreams of Sauron Crayak will come.  This poor schmuck literally never catches a break.  No wonder his little deal with the devil seems so tempting for the millisecond that it takes for Crayak to pounce.  (By contrast, the TV episode features Jake asking the Little Blue Ellimist to make him a Real Boy because he doesn’t want to do his math homework and plan a battle at the same time. What a whiner.)

Ugh, and then the ten little soldiers go out to dine, and they drop off one by one so fast that most barely get the chance to fight back.  Rachel and Ax especially do their best to battle the oncoming horde, but they’re largely unarmed and clueless against the yeerks. Tobias becomes the living puppet of a living puppet of Visser One, and then there were five.  Marco stands a little too close to a Bug fighter, and then there were four.  Rachel runs straight into turret fire because Rachel is still Rachel even without unleashing her inner grizzly bear, and then there were three. Cassie is in the wrong shopping mall at the wrong time, and then there were two.  Jake faces down an army of hork-bajir as just his little human self, and then there was one.  Ax might be able to survive—but he isn’t looking to go home and be safe, he’s looking to save the world.  And then there were none.  

A lot of the point of this book is that of course the Ellimist “stacked the deck,” because these kids in particular are the the only ones who have the necessary combination of idealism and grittiness to take on an entire army and win (MM4).  Marco says it best in #54: “We beat an empire, my friend, the six of us, and we did it in large part because you didn’t know any better than to trust your own instincts.”  Ax has the tech savvy and determination to engage in total war, but he can’t survive on Earth without human friends.  Rachel has the ferocity to be a one-woman army, but without her friends to ground her she’d get herself killed a lot sooner.  Jake might be a natural leader, but he’s also naive enough not to know how to balance ethics in times of atrocity without Marco’s ruthlessness and Cassie’s pragmatism to guide him.  Without Marco, the team would never succeed in taking down Visser One.  Without Cassie, they would never get in contact with the Yeerk Peace Movement.  Without Tobias, they’d never succeed at freeing the hork-bajir.  These six form a constellation of skills and needs and strengths and neuroses that balances the fate of the entire galaxy on the shoulders of a bunch of middle schoolers.  They don’t need morphing power to be badass—but they do need it to win.  

#asks #answers #animorphs #sohmamon #mm4 #back to before #animorphs reviews #megamorphs 4 #long post