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illdowhatiwantthanks · 18 days

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After General Anesthesia

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x fem!reader Warnings: hospital times, fluffity fluff, mentions of sex, poly representation so if you're not on board with that byeeeeee, some explicit language Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: You wake up in the hospital, groggy from the anesthesia, to two of the most beautiful women you've ever seen doting on you. Imagine your surprise when it turns out you're dating. Both of them.

Your ears and nose woke up before the rest of you. The beeping of various monitors, that sickly-clean alcohol smell. You knew before you’d opened your eyes that you were in a hospital. You’d spent too much time in hospitals with your brother not to know. You blinked against the fluorescent lights, wincing at a sudden, sharp pain in your leg.

Your head still felt fuzzy, and you didn’t remember why you were here. But your confused thoughts were interrupted as one of the most stunning women you’d ever seen in your life rushed at you, kissing your face, cupping your cheeks, and grasping your fingers in hers.

“Honey, she’s awake!” Alex called to Casey, her glasses slipping down her nose as she smiled softly at you, worried hands fluttering over your face, your arms, your body.

Casey quickly occupied the space next to Alex, leaning down and holding the palm of your hand to her flushed face. “I swear to god, Y/N, if you ever scare us like that again…”

You were dreaming. You had to be dreaming. Because a hot woman fawning over you in a hospital bed was unbelievable enough. Two hot women? That was the stuff of dreams, not reality. You had no idea who they were.

The doctors had told Casey and Alex to expect some temporary memory loss and confusion after the general anesthesia. They’d told you, too, but of course you didn’t remember.

Your words felt heavy as they fell out of your mouth, jumbled like marbles. “What’s going on?”

“You broke your ankle, sweetheart, remember?” Alex responded, scooting her chair closer to the bed so she could sit next to you and hold your hand. “But it went septic. You were very sick.”

“Yes, and you scared the hell out of me,” Casey finished, grasping your face and planting a firm kiss on your forehead before sitting down, too. She leaned over the bed railing to rest her head on your thigh, looking up at you.

You’d never felt so flustered and confused in your life. Two women. Two women holding your hand!? Touching you!? But as confused as you were, all the questions in your brain were drowned out by one, single, all-consuming thought: so, so beautiful. You felt like you’d been hit head-on by a dump truck of hormones and emotions.

“You two…” you started, words slurring like you were drunk, “...are so pretty. Like, wow.”

They shared a confused glance as you continued to ramble.

“Please tell me you’re single?” you asked, trying to wink and blinking instead. “At least one of you?”

A smile tugged at the corner of Alex’s mouth, and Casey was barely holding in her laughter.

“Wait, wait, wait,” you said, holding up a hand and gesticulating wildly. “Let me try something. I’ve been working on this.”

Casey’s shoulders had started to shake with laughter, and Alex’s eyes sparkled with mirth.

You hit them with your very best finger guns. “Hey, girl. Are you a savings account? Because I’m accruing interest in you.”

At this, Alex and Casey burst out laughing, falling into one another, equal parts delighted by your post-surgery high and relieved that you were really and truly going to be okay.

“Wait! I’ve got more!” You waggled your eyebrows at Alex, and the way she looked at you, you knew–even in your doped-up, memory-loss state–that there was no need for pick-up lines here. She was already yours. Hook, line, and sinker. But since you had it prepped: “Hey, girl. It’s just you and me in the sheets tonight. The spreadsheets! Let’s budget, baby!”

Casey was laughing so hard she was snorting, and Alex was gingerly wiping tears from under eyes, trying to smudge her mascara. You felt like you were on cloud nine. If you could do nothing else in your life except make these two women laugh, you’d die happy.

“Come on,” you needled, smiling ear to ear. “Look at me, I’m adorable. I’m charming. You know you want to give me a chance.”

Alex coughed, trying to pull herself together, and Casey leaned down again, placing her chin on your leg and staring up at you lovingly.

“Y/N, you know we’re dating, right?”

Your eyebrows shot up and you stared at her. Her auburn hair that looked soft as the surface of water. Her eyes. Her body. “Me and you!? Are dating!?”

“No, we’re all dating,” Casey explained, gesturing between the three of you. “Me and you and Alex.”

You glanced at Alex to confirm and she nodded, smiling cheekily.

Your jaw dropped as you took in this new information. You put a hand on your head as if this was all just too much for you. And, in your current state, it kind of was.

“Me!?” you asked, glancing between them. “You’re… both of you!?”

They nodded, grinning and trying not to laugh.

“Holy shit,” you said, spurring another fit of laughter from the chairs next to your bed. “This is crazy!”

You sat and thought for a few minutes, mouth gaping.

“You alright, love?” Alex asked, running her thumb back and forth across your wrist.

You leaned toward them, as if to share a secret, then gasped sharply at the pain.

“Ow!”

“Jesus, Y/N! Lay back!” Casey complained, trying to sound stern but really just sounding worried. She stood and gently shoved your body back down into the pillows. “I think we broke her brain, Alex.”

“Psst!” you hissed at them, your impaired brain feeling inexplicably salty about being left out of their conversation.

“What, you dork!?” Casey exclaimed.

You squinted conspiratorially at them. “Do we… you know?...”

Casey and Alex swiveled their heads to look at each other, then collectively burst out laughing again.

“Oh, yeah,” Casey assured you.

“We sure do,” Alex added.

“All three!?”

They nodded at you, still chuckling.

“Wow. Jesus fucking Christ. Am I dreaming right now!?”

“Believe it or not, no,” Casey said, watching as your eyes fluttered between open and shut. You needed to sleep. She could tell.

She ran her thumb across your eyebrows and down the bridge of your nose, back and forth, back and forth. A surefire way to put you to sleep. Alex and Casey knew all your tricks.

You exhaled deeply, trying so hard to keep your eyes open.

“Go to sleep, baby,” Casey whispered lovingly. “When you wake up you’ll remember.”

You mumbled as you drifted between sleeping and waking. “I’m not tired. I can’t be tired, I have two girlfriends to take care of.”

Alex and Casey smiled at one another. Alex stood and wrapped her arms around Casey’s waist, planting a kiss on her cheek as they watched you fall asleep.

“Two girlfriends,” you continued, your words losing volume and speed. “The nicest, smartest, prettiest girlfriends. So pretty. So many boobs.”

“God, I wish we’d recorded this,” Casey whispered, placing a soft kiss on your cheek before leaning back in her chair.

Alex dropped her phone onto Casey’s lap, the screen showing an active voice recording.

Casey fist-pumped silently, pulling Alex down by the collar for a quick kiss.

“I love you,” Casey said, unlocking Alex’s phone to send herself the recording.

“I love you, too,” Alex chuckled. She foraged in her bag by the door before pulling her chair close to you, propping up a book with one hand and holding yours with the other. “I love our girl, Case.”

“She’s something else, isn’t she?” Casey observed, smiling softly and shaking her head at your drugged, sleeping form. “How’d we get so lucky?”

“Pure, dumb luck,” Alex decided, flipping a page and absentmindedly rubbing the back of your hand.

Casey stood and stretched, then slumped onto the sorry excuse for a couch in the corner of the room, kicking off her shoes.

“I’m exhausted,” she groaned, pulling off one sock and then the other. “It’s a good thing we weren’t both out of town this weekend. I was up all night with her before she finally agreed to go to the hospital. Stubborn asshole.”

“Reminds me of someone else I know.”

“Shut up, Alex,” Casey protested, grinning, before throwing a sock at her.

“Why don’t you sleep?” Alex suggested, ignoring the sock on the floor next to her. “Get some rest, honey. I’ll wake you when she’s up again.”

Casey nodded and folded her arms over her chest, letting herself drift off, snoring softly as she always did and always swore she didn’t.

Alex set down her book and looked at her two sleepy girls, knowing there wasn’t a thing in the world she wouldn’t do for you and Casey.

“So fucking lucky,” she whispered, drawing your hand to her lips to kiss your knuckles.

#casey novak #alex cabot #casey noak x alex cabot x reader #alex cabot x casey novak x reader #casey novak drabble #alex cabot drabble #casey novak one shot #alex cabot one shot #casey novak fluff #alex cabot fluff #svu #law and order svu #sickfic #polyamory #poly triad #throuple #poly representation

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gia-batmm-crickle22 · 8 months

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Luke: Did it hurt when you fell-

Ezra: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt-

Tristan: No, he meant when you fell down the stairs.

Ezra: ...

Luke: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

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a-noone · 1 year

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Which one are you in your poly triad? Link to original Tumblr post here.

#McSpirk #Spones #McKirk #Spirk #polyamory #polyfidelity #poly triad

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hptriadfest · 5 months

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Hello everyone! Welcome to the FIFTH Annual HP Triad!Fest <3

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goga-honey · 7 months

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They are very gorgeous to me 😔

#myart #procreate #digital sketch #helluva boss #sketch #helluva millie #helluva moxxie #helluva blitz #silly #millie x moxxie #millie x blitz #blitz x moxxie #poly ship #triad #poly triad

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fanfiction-blep · 1 year

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Okay I want to be squeezed between Jake x Neytiri. could you do a threesome?

Also I love you're work! <3

Same babe, same. Honestly my queer as wants nothing more than to be fucked and babied by Jake and Neytiri. And thank you so much for the compliment!

Jake x Neytiri x Fem/Reader Smut

Warnings: Threesome, Smut, Oral Fem/Receieving, Pentrative sex, Dom/sub dynamic, Dom!Jake, Switch!Neytiri, Switch!Reader, Bondage (If ya squint), Overstim, Daddy kink.

I was sat with my knees sprawled over Jakes as he sucked and bit on the skin of my breast's, Neytiri was kneeled behind me hands on my hips fingers pushing down to were I needed them both most.

"Don't tease me" I whined Head falling back against Neytiri's shoulder, they had been at this for the best part of forty minuets. Kissing, touching and marking my body. Yet not once had either of them had touched me. "Please", Jake lifted his head from my chest my left nipple leaving his lips with a pop.

"What do you want princess?" Even with my eyes squeezed shut I could hear the smirk in his voice. Neytiri smiles against my skin, lips kissing and sucking along my shoulder and neck.

"touch me, please" I thrust my hips against Jakes abdomen to solidify my point.

"We are touching you, be good and take what you get" she bite playfully against my neck the action sending electricity straight to my core. My arousal beginning to leak down onto Jakes thighs.

"Your so wet for us baby" his tail swayed in the soft grass behind him a shit eating grinning covered his face as his fingers dipped between my exposed heat, collecting my arousal on his fingers. I forced my eyes open to watch him suck on the digits. The groan that left his mouth had me clenching around nothing, the muscles tensing in my abdomen did not go unnoticed by him. "Aw you getting turned on?" His tone was patronising, his head tilting a mocking pout present on his lips. I whined again getting desperate. I bucked my hips once again pleading with them to give me some contact any kid of pleasure. Neytiri tensed behind me, I could sense the irritation bubbling in her chest.

"Don't be selfish ma Jake, I want to taste her" there was a light hiss in her voice. A smirk formed on my own lips I knew how Jake would react. Almost to quick to see he gripped her cheeks with one hand and swiped through my folds again, stuffing his fingers into her mouth. I felt her hum against my back I could see her eyes fluttered closed at the taste of my arousal. I leaned my hand back weaving it into Neytiri's hair, pulling lightly. "Ah" A light moan left her lips as I pulled on her roots. I felt Jake's hand moving around my thighs I lowered my gaze to see he had released his cock from the confines of his loin cloth, his hand angling the head of his cock towards my entrance. He teases me rubbing his erection between my folds slapping the head of his dick against my clit, the aching feeling in my core only made worse when Neytiri started playing with my nipples. My head once again fell against her shoulder, my lips capturing hers in a heated kiss. Jake finally pushed into me, bottoming out in one swift motion the amount of foreplay had left me very wet, my walls welcoming Jake's cock. A strangled moan left my lips, Jakes hands held a brutal grip against my hips pulling me up and down to meet his own.

"Fuck" I lifted my free hand to brace against Jakes shoulder nails digging into his skin, in one swift motion he gripped both my writs pulled them down to my sides.

"Neytiri..." He spoke clearly and sternly the women nodded, gripping my wrists in her own hands pulling them tightly behind my back. Another whine left my lips as Jakes hips thrusted faster, his cock stroking against my g spot. Neytiri continued to kiss and suck on my neck, her canines dragging against the vein of my neck. She pulled away from my skin, her own hips rutting against my ass.

"Ma Jake, Ma (Y/N)" She wined pouting, I didn't need to see to know what she was doing, she was needy. And she wanted attention.

"Wait your turn" Jake snapped, I felt Neytiri whine against me again. I looked Jake in the eyes, just as needy for Neytiri at this point.

"Jake Please, ple-" His ears flattened against his head teeth bared, he pushed his hands against my throat squeezing at my pressure points.

"What did you call me, say it again. I dare you"

"Daddy, Sorry" I choked out between moans his thrusts never failing to deliver pleasure to my aching core. He loosened his grip slightly. Smirking at my submission. "Please"

"Please what? Hum? What do you greedy girls want?" He used his other hand to stroke Neytiri's hair out of her face, the gentle act taking us both by surprise.

"Let me taste her" I whined out, eyes begging him. he hummed in debate.

"Please, sir" Neytiri begged him, his eyes flared with a new fire. An idea had formed in his head and whatever it was I knew we were in for a rough time and a good time.

"Neytiri, on your back. Now" She nodded smiling eagerly pulling away from me and laying down on the soft ground her tail whipping around her in gleeful anticipation. Jake pulled me off his legs and sat me down, he placed two fingers on my chin pulling my face up to meet his in a desperate kiss, teeth clashing tongues fighting. Only when Neytiri whimpered a few inches away did we separate. Her legs were spread, loin cloth discarded. Her arousal dripping down her thighs and onto the grass beneath her, I gasped and crawled over to her. My arms hooking underneath her thighs throwing her legs over my shoulders. Before I even had the chance to taste her Jake had an iron grip on my hips pulling me onto my knees. "Now you two get only cum when I say, okay?" We both nodded, Jake gripped harder onto my skin probably leaving bruises. "Use your words" He pushed his erection against my slit again.

"Yes sir"

"Yes daddy" Our words were spoken in synch both of us eager to get started. He hummed and pushed into me slowly this time, inch by inch. I sighed at the feeling of being filled again, stitching out my tongue to lick a strip between Neytiri's folds. Pulling her down to meet my face her hands tangling in my hair pulling with every movement of my tongue against her. Pulling her clit between my teeth I began to suck, pulling one of my hands away from her leg slipping my fingers into her slit. Jake leaned down his chest flush against my back, his fingers twisting in my hair his lips brushing against my ear.

"Taking my cock like a good little slut? You making our girl feel good?" I hummed in acknowledgment the vibrations causing Neytiri to thrust into my mouth. Her taste was bitter sweet on my tongue, I never wanted to leave this position. "god your so tight for me, clenching around my cock so well" His words send electricity straight between my legs, I whined thighs squeezing together trying to apply extra pressure all while bringing Neytiri closer and closer to her orgasm. Jake ran his hand down my inner thigh forcing my legs wider slipping his fingers against my throbbing clit a strangled moan left my lips my his pushing back against Jakes dick. My mouth moving faster and sucking harder against the women beneath me.

"Please" She whined "Close" She was pulling painfully at my roots desperation dripping from her words.

"What do you think Princess, you think our girl deserves to cum." I lifted my head from her continuing the movements of my fingers.

"Please sir, wanna taste her" He smiled down at me, hips snapping harsh against my own. He nodded at me giving me permission.

"You gotta tell me when your close too princess, cus I wanna watch you both fall apart" I nodded and he began a brutal pace, drilling into me from behand the mixture of my moans and fingers pushing Neytiri closer and closer. I felt her clench around my fingers almost at the same time I started to clamp down on jakes dick.

"Close" I strangled out. He chuckled leaning down again to rub hard fast circles against my clit, pushing my closer and closer. Neytiri came, hard. I moaned at the taste of her, her juices covering my mouth consuming my mind until my own release hitting me like a truck. A scream ripped through my throat as i all but collapsed between Neytiri's thighs, but Jake didn't stop. Chasing his own high he pushed me into overstimulation. He pulled me up by my throat back flush against his chest. Hand wrapped around my throat as he rutted into me.

"Your gonna make me cum, hmm" He sneered, his own high just out of reach. But I couldn't respond, the pleasure to much. The final straw was when I felt Neytiri start leaving light kisses against my clit. I wanted to force my eyes open to look down at her, but the moment my clit was pulled between her lips i was lost falling against Jakes chest, crying out in ecstasy. Jake thrusted one, two, three more times and then stilled inside me. "FUUUCK" he growled biting into my shoulder, painting my walls with his cum. The overstimulation too much for my body. The two had to gently lower me onto the ground, placing me between them. "I think we over did it a little" He laughed stroking a stray strand from my face.

"I think she can handle more next time" Neytiri hummed. Kissing my temple.

#jake sully x reader #jake sully smut #neytiri smut #neytiri x fem!reader #jake x neytiri x reader #threesom #smut #avatar #poly triad

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ilariyalavorowrites · 1 year

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Good Enough (9-1-1) Part Nine

Imagine: Imagine leaving LA after feeling like an outsider in your relationship with Bobby and Athena as they seem to pull away and distance themselves from you. Only to find that it is almost impossible to actually walk away.

Warnings: Angst with happy ending, AU, Bisexual Athena, BDSM

Pairings: Bobby Nash x Reader x Athena Grant

Word count: 2,434 words

Universe: 9-1-1

Reader gender: Female

Tagged: @graniairish @madhatter-crazyasahatter-blog @4everflowercore @blueskyredrosegrey @agathaharknessfan96 @ljej95 @yoshinorecommends @horsedragonllama @forever2ne1 @clayzayden @multifandomlesbianic @thepotatoislost @purpl3-menac3

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Part: 9/10

DENIAL

REGRET

ANGER

DEPRESSION

ACCEPTANCE

The five stages of grief could be seen as a series of rooms that all would pass through one day. Yet here the three of you were, stuck in different rooms with the doors thrown open. Staring through the passage, trying to make sense of this new world that emerged and encompassed you in a blink of an eye.

You stood in acceptance, a warm and homely space with its eggshell white walls decorated to the nines like a log cabin from your youth. With a crackling log fire in the furthest corner from the entrance. It was as if this room was a perpetual state of your favourite memory of Christmas morning. One that brimmed with joy and childish delight, where anything was possible. A point to step off from into a new beginning.

Athena stood firmly a few rooms back, in the dark red shades of burgundy, scarlet and sangria with veins of oranges and purples dancing through. Sharp edges filled the space, reflecting the pain that lay at the heart of it. The walls pulsated like a heart skipping a beat before cracking creating a unique jigsaw. This room was Athena, her anguish and fury. This was every argument at 3 am, every screaming match over the small detail. That sudden rush of betrayal that came when discovering that you had been wronged, that desire to have the answers to the questions regardless of the pain that would inevitably follow.

Bobby, he was starting on the outside looking inwards. Trying to make sense of what was playing out between his two lovers. He held none of the cards, and had no real answers to thousand or more whirling and desperate questions piling up. More appeared with every new facial expression or slight change in non verbal cues that were missed by most. He himself would readily admit that they would slip right past his gaze if he wasn’t completely laser focused but here was, gaze fixed flicking from one to the other. He noticed, he saw but at the same time, Bobby knew that he was missing vital information. There was more to the situation than a simple hit and run. He had been left out of the bigger picture and that Athena had discovered.

As the penny began to drop, he edged closer into Denial. That bland void of a room where the dusky grey walls gleaned. The furnished by a small moth eaten patchwork chair. The once thick foam had seen better days and the worn down barely brown carpet badly needing replacing. It felt foreign, disconcerting almost as if you had entered the wrong room but yet this was where you were meant to be? A room that easily generates follow on questions and what if statement at the drop of hat. That can of worms had been opened, stomped on to the point of obliteration. Nothing remained. For now there was no way for Pandora to now close that box and stuff back in all the horrors that had been unleashed.

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This was a moment that he had never fully considered. Medical emergencies were given in his and Athena’s line of work but not hers. No, this had barely crossed his mind. He worried for sure, that was a daily occurrence. In those times when he was home alone, the darkness would encroach into his apartment. A heaviness would settle in like a fine mist blowing in from the sea and that inner doubtful voice would return.

Bobby could not deny that such abhorrent negative thoughts had passed through his mind at his lowest. Hitting rock bottom staring down at that bottle of liquor tempting him to drink away all his woes and simply forget. Forget that they were going to leave him, it was inevitable. Just over the horizon, there was someone better, someone young and not so broken as he. Yet here he was facing it down. His face paled, all whilst hiding by his mask but god was he scared for what came next.

Athena’s rage burnt hot, fast and was all-consuming. It was comparable to flash fire, that sudden chemical reaction that created an intense flame. It was there one moment then gone once it had rushed through the source of combustion. Right now, you were that primary source at the heart of the chemical mixture.

The spark that had ignited her ire, whipping it until it had exploded. Once it had drawn you in, like a moth to a flame but now you had to stand strong as you walked into the bowels of hell. The intense heat biting at your flesh, daring you to keep your distance. This was not the time to keep yourself at arms lengths, for that time had long since passed. This was a moment to remain as cool as ice, you were riddled with a multiple of negative emotions, each fighting to burst through. Guilt by far, was one of the strongest, second to acceptance which led the charge.

This was your internal struggle, one that could wait until you were by your lonesome self, grieving this loss in a darkened room miles away from this place. Full well knowing that you had haphazardly chosen the cowardly way, thinking it was the best option at the time. In the back of your mind you had never considered that all your running would lead you straight here directly into the heart of the furnace, into the very depths of your own personal hell.

As you stood there, growing ever more anxious as each passing second ticked by. It echoed loudly in your ears, a constant reminder of the passage of time grinding to any of an almost standstill. Each second felt like an hour, an hour felt as if a lifetime had passed you by. Yet here you were standing still almost as if you were made of marble, frozen in time.

Even though this was the true heart of the storm, as the fast, razor sharp winds whirled around you cutting off any thoughts of escape. There was no way back, only forward. This would be far from an easy conversation. One that most feared as relationships formed, flourishing before obstacles presented themselves.

There were many moments that peppered each lifetime that were difficult to face. They had to be faced one way or another. You had chosen to take the easy path as you stood at the fork in the road but ultimately it had looped around, rejoining the harder path. A road unwalked, unpaved and full of tough choices. Ones that you wished and pleaded like a desperate coward stood in front of their executor crying out for mercy, but falling upon deaf ears.

Oh where to begin? As an impossible stream of starts to an inconceivable number of sentences and statements whizzed through your mind. It was a dizzying reality to beyond but this was yours and yours alone. Your anxiety creeps higher and higher with each silent moment. Soon one of you would have to break through, for it was palpable enough that it might be cut with a knife.

“Ideally, this isn’t the best place for the three of us to talk but this can’t wait” Bobby steely and more serious than you had ever seen him before. The point of no return had truly been crossed. For now, you were standing face to face with Captain Nash and Sergeant Grant not your lovers. The mere experience was both terrifying but yet pleasing. As a redness began to blossom upon your cheeks, equal parts embarrassment to lust. God, you should not be turned on by but it was so damn difficult not to be.

With your lower lip rotating in your mouth, tentatively biting down each time that the soft flesh made contact with your teeth. You needed to remain calm, level and completely neutral if you were going to smoothly navigate through the murky waters that you were sinking deeper into.

You need to think before speaking, treat this like an interrogation. The world melted away as you imagined yourself seated on a cold steel chair, with arms resting upon the smooth metal top of a table bolted down to the floor. You were in her wheelhouse now. As the stern and unwavering eyes of Sergeant Grant met your own, nervously flitting from one spot to another. You catch sight of Fire Captain Nash just beyond, with his back firmly pressed against the wall silently observing the room.

“You hold all the cards, it’s time to show your hand” The Sergeant firmly spoke, edging closer as she leant forward no more than an inch. It was hardly enough to be noticeable but yet your mind briefly wandered, removing you from your own perfectly constructed fantasy for a fraction of second longer than you desired.

“Then ask your burning questions Sergeant Grant'' You shot back as you fell right back in, unpausing the overly dramatic scene as you leant back into the chair, feeling its sharp edges start to dig in. It was truly the most uncomfortable seat that you had the displeasure of being forced to use. Silence followed, with only the steady beat of your own heart to keep you company as you waited for the next question to arrive.

“I’m waiting” You teased, prodded the quietly fuming Officer to see if she would take the bait and bite back. She remained silent, as the cogs within her mind churned, creating and then breaking now the questions that formed. As she worked through until she found the perfect opening line of enquiry. You would wait but he wouldn’t be the silent partner for a second more than necessary. It was hard to miss the rage circling within, fighting to break free and scorch the ground beneath his feet.

In the way, he clenched his fists so tightly that the tips of his fingers blanched or how the facial muscles tightened as he barely held back his tongue lashing out with the strength of his conviction fought back, lashing out with the intensity of the tempest that lay within. God, he was ready to break. Captain Nash was dancing on the edge of a blade. One wrong move in either direction then all hell would break loose.

The very thoughts of being on the receiving end of that explosion shook your world three inches to the left. It wasn’t something you had considered until this very moment. You were reaping what you had sown. With your focus fixed upon him, you had failed to notice her watching you watching him.

It was only for a fraction of a second, the briefest of moments before you pulled your gaze away from his. Just add another string to your bow, staring at one of your interrogators. This was far more awkward that you would have considered it to be but then again, you never thought that a situation like this would occur. Yet here you were.

“I didn’t wake up one particularly grim morning and say to myself let’s cut my losses and get out of this town as I lay there alone in my bed. You spoke with a waiving confidence that you feared would soon break but you needed this. To get what weighed heavily upon your heart off your chest. You continued on.

“Daring to hope that my phone would surge into life. For I knew what I was getting into when this all began but this went well beyond that” You paused to gather your thoughts before speaking once more. Athena however beat you to the punch, finding her voice. Her frustration is more prevalent than ever before. It was in the way she sat, back firmly pressed against the back of the chair.

"Yet, there is no clear example of you reaching out, trying to raise the issue with either parties" She said through gritted teeth, biting back. Her words awash with razor sharp accusations. For she had one firm goal in the forefront of her mind. That was to cut down to the core of it, get the accused to confess and admit the wrongdoings that lined with the story the evidence told. To see that bleeding heart and reach the truth that was desperately required for peace of mind, to move forward from here. Throughout, her face remained neutral, a blank slate that revealed nothing of storm brewing rapidly within.

The trap had been set, the bait firmly in place. All Sergeant Grant needed to do was to be patient and wait. The temptation to react, to bite back would be too much to completely resist. How long would it take? A few minutes or maybe as long as an hour? She simply could not say or predict when the cracks would start to form as your resolve chipped away. She was waiting with bated breath for your mask to finally drop then she would have what she was after but would it be truly worth it?

For that was the one question that she could not predict what. It twisted like a knife to the gut would as she lingered upon it longer than she necessarily needed to. She pushed aside but would not go away so easily, haunting her like a dark cloud on a sunny day. Ready to spoil the mood at a moment's notice. Was she really ready for the next words to fall from your lips?

Athena held steadfast to the belief that she was but a sliver of doubt remained within, tainted this burst of certainty. Captain Nash noticed this momentary blip, this slight hesitation that fell over the surefast and confident Sergeant as her body language altered just enough to reveal her broken heart. It was only for a split second, there one moment but gone in the next but he noticed.

The Fire Captain abided by his promise, keeping silent in the background as Sergeant Grant conducted the integration. However there would come a time when he would enter the fray and say his piece. This was not the right moment, not quite yet but soon. His frustration weighed heavily upon his chest, his confusion at what he had missed. Professional pulled at core pushing back the overwhelming emotional centre of his being that bleed through the seams of stitches that held him together. Would this be the moment when his broken heart shattered upon the cement floor beneath his feet? He hoped that it wasn’t. Once had been more than enough.

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chasing-chimeras · 8 months

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“you know those kinds of girls who look like they're made / of honey and glass, like sticky sweet ash / and you can't get the taste off your tongue? / burnt sugar and a little bit of rum?” – honey and glass by peyton cardoza

Hayden Romero in Red Flags

“Pick up your jaw and hobble your way out of the last century, grandpa.”

#hayden romero #hayden romero moodboard #gwayden #trayden #gwen x hayden x tracy #teen wolf au #teen wolf moodboard #teen wolf #college au #sapphic polyamory #poly triad #polyamory moodboard #red flags #red flags edit #my edits #this wasn't gonna be posted until chapter 7 or 12 but here we are #i'm thinking about lesbians again (terminal)

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emperorofsuccubi · 4 months

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General Throuple Prompts

So there really aren't enough throuple prompts out there, so I thought I'd make a batch! There's 31, so you can do a whole month if that's you jam, and should be applicable to most throuples, so break out your OT3 and go nuts! 1) Checking into a hotel room

2) Sharing a dessert

3) Throuples Costume

4) Seating arrangements

5) Date Night

6) Am I interrupting anything?

7) Uggh, my ex/exs

8) Cuddling

9) Twister

10) Emergency contact

11) Birthday

12) First date

13) The Middle Spoon

14) Misunderstandings

15) Moving in together

16) Christmas

17) Business trip

18) Home cooked meals

19) Meeting the parents

20) The kids talk

21) PDAs

22) Sorry, we're exclusive

23) It's your turn to hold the camera

24) Proposal

25) Bathroom counter/cabinet

26) Lover's spat

27) Whose name are we taking?

28) Laundry day

29) Bachelor(ette) parties

30) Wedding/commitment

31) Honeymoon And a bonus prompt, as it won't work with everyone: Bonus: "I'm Pregnant"

#throuple #poly triad #writing prompts #ot3 #polyamory #threes0me

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ti-bae-rius · 9 months

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People who are polyam/polyfidelitous:

I am researching for a book and would love to know

- what do you wish you saw more of in media?

- any tropes you hate?

- best examples of closed polyamory/polyfidelity in your opinion?

Thanks in advance! Non-poly people are more than welcome to comment, but I’ll obviously give a bit more weight to own voices responses x

#polyamarous #poly #polyfidelity #polyamory #throuple #poly triad

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gods-graveyard · 5 months

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I UPDATED BITCHES AND BITCHETTES

Go read "Book one- Navigating the den of snakes" on ao3

This is a shameless self promo- no i will not apologize, yes i will do this everytime- there is no escape.

you might as well forfit your will now and go read it. Its o n l y 11k (aka sooner you read the less your having to fight through to get up to date)

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illdowhatiwantthanks · 11 days

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Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x Reader SFW Fluff Alphabet

Big thanks to to @scealaiscoite for their SFW Poly Fluff Alphabet for the inspiration here!

a = affection Is anyone more overtly affectionate than the others? You are definitely the most outwardly affectionate. Not in a PDA sense, you just tend to be the most sentimental. You don't initiate physical touch a whole lot, but Alex and Casey both know you are down to cuddle at any time, and they take advantage of it often. Alex is the snugglier of the two, but Casey gets FOMO when you snuggle without her, so she'll jump in, too. b = bed What's the sleeping situation like? California King (no twin bed! no roommates!). Casey on the right, Alex on the left. You are forever the middle spoon because (a) you love it, (b) you're by far the smallest, and (c) both Casey and Alex can feel a bit smothered after a whole night of middle spoon-ing. c = comfort When someone's feeling down, how do the others look after them? When you're down, your self-esteem takes a hard hit, so Alex and Casey do their best to be extra reassuring. When Alex is down, you and Casey do your best to make her feel important and to distract her. Nice clothes, expensive dinner, all your attention all night. When Casey's down, she needs to take a fucking break. The problem is that she never wants to. You and Alex usually have to take her phone and laptop away and force her to relax. Bubble bath, takeout, snuggles, the works.

d = dates What do dates look like? Who usually plans them, and are they individual or a group affair? You take turns planning, but also enjoy the occasional spontaneous date. Everyone is always invited, but not everyone always goes. You have lots of things you like to do all together, like dinner and a movie or a weekend at the beach or a trip to the farmer's market. But there are things you do in pairs, too. For example, you and Alex love classical music, so you've got season tickets to the NY Phil, but Casey's ears would explode if you made her go. Alex will attend a sports event with you and Casey once in a blue moon, but mostly it's just you two. Alex and Casey love dancing, from ballroom to clubbing and everything in between. You are a truly awful dancer and have a really hard time in loud, crowded environments, so you usually send them on their way and enjoy an evening to yourself.

e = events Who drags everyone else to their family's and friends' events? When it comes to family, you do all the dragging. Casey's parents live in the city, so you see them at least a few times a month, and Alex doesn't talk to her dad (her mom died when she was 17). You're very close to your family, and you're the only one who has siblings and nieces and nephews. Christmas at your family's is a given, and Alex and Casey are 100% there for it. But friend events? Those are all Casey. Alex will drag you to one, too, mostly out of obligation, but Casey genuinely enjoys going out and grabbing drinks with friends and will convince you both to go with her sometimes.

f = fights Are fights something that happen often? How are they resolved? Of course you fight. Everyone fights. But the fights are usually civil and logical and respectful. You've got twice as many relationships to maintain in a triad, so direct communication is a priority for you all. Casey and Alex have had to learn how to tone down their "lawyer-ness" during arguments, though. At first, they'd sometimes fight you so hard–like they were in court–that they'd end up making you cry. They always felt awful and backpedaled real quick. They're a lot gentler with conflicts now.

g - getting together How did you all get together? Alex and Casey met at work, a slow-burn career romance. By the time you came along, they'd already been together for several years. They'd discussed polyamory before and, while neither was necessarily opposed, neither one of them had anyone else they wanted to date either. So it was very much a we'll cross that bridge when we come to it situation. They came to the bridge when you moved to the city and joined Casey's rec softball league. It was Casey who fell for you first, Casey who started inviting you out to lunch with her and Alex after softball games, Casey who cautiously, gently asked Alex how she'd feel about her dating you. To which Alex said, Yeah, of course, if it'll make you happy. But I think I kind of want to date her, too. Can we all date? Do you think she'd be into that? It turns out that, yes, you were into that.

h = hobbies Do any of you share hobbies or passions? How do you include your other partner(s) in them? There's a foundational understanding between you that you don't all have to enjoy the same things. You and Alex share a deep love of reading and often spend evenings on the couch reading together, snuggled up against Casey as she plays video games or watches sports. You and Casey play softball together, and you love watching sports–baseball, basketball, football, you name it. Alex will watch with you, but she's mostly in it for the game day snacks you make. And obviously Casey and Alex have a whole career/calling in common, so they talk about that a lot, but they always try to make sure you're included in the conversation, and make sure to explain patiently when you have questions.

i = in sickness and in health When someone is sick, who's the caretaker and who's the germaphobe? Who's resistant to being taken care of? It depends on what kind of sick. If puking is involved, Alex and Casey are on their own. You are out of there, probably staying in a hotel, leaving soup deliveries outside the door with a mask on. Any other kind of sickness, and you absolutely dote on them. Casey eats this up. She is a pitiful sick person. Alex, on the other hand, will keep going until she literally can't anymore. And even then she'll tell you she's fine, and you have to force her to rest and take it easy. You can't exactly talk, you're pretty resistant to being taken care of, too. But that's mostly because Casey and Alex have important jobs to do, and you don't want to distract them.

j = joker Who's got the best sense of humor? Do you all like to tease and banter? You are by far the funniest of the three of you. You love making Alex and Casey laugh. It's one of the highlights of your life. Their jobs are so serious; they can tend to be on the serious side, too. So you make it your mission to brighten their days. That being said, there's a lot of good-natured teasing and insulting that happens on a regular basis. Casey calls you asshole more than she calls you anything else, probably. Alex has a razor sharp wit which is mostly funny, but every once in a while she'll toe the line between funny and mean. She can immediately tell when she's taken it too far, though, and is quick to make it up to you.

k = knowing Who can read their partners like a book? Is there anyone who has their walls up, even around their partners? By nature of being incredibly intuitive, you are the best at reading emotions. The problem is that you can usually tell what they're feeling but not why or who it's related to, so you almost always think it's somehow your fault. You're working on that one in therapy. Oddly, you're probably also the hardest to read. You have walls up, though they're slowly coming down. And Casey and Alex can have tunnel vision when it comes to work, so sometimes they miss things. Of the two of them, Casey is the more open with her emotions. Alex is open with anger and anger only. She's working very hard on being open with her other feelings, too.

l = lavish Is there anyone who really likes to lavish and show off their partners? How do the others react to it? Alex. Alex all the way. She's proud of herself, proud of the work she does, and proud of having not one but two stunning girlfriends. She dresses you and Casey up to the nines in clothes it would have taken you years to afford. When she walks into a room with you in a tailored Valentino suit on one arm and Casey in a designer gown on the other, she just knows everyone's jealous that she's living the best of both worlds. Since neither you nor Casey came from money, you both had a hard time with Alex's generosity at first, but you came to accept that showing you off is just Alex's way of telling you how proud she is of you and how happy she is that you're hers.

m = memories Is anyone more on the sentimental side? You, 100%. Although Casey and Alex have their moments, too. But you're the one who packs lunches with little loves notes. You're the one who surprises them with flowers at work, who cooks their favorite dinner because you know they had a bad day. You'll pick up that book that Alex wants so bad, but doesn't have time to go get. You'll record the Giants game instead of watching it while Casey's at work because you know she'd rather watch it together later. Of course, they do sweet things for you, too. Like Alex asking you to read your favorite book to her because she wants to read it with you. Or Casey organizing a game night with the SVU folks at your house, because she knows you want to hang out with them, too, you're just much more comfortable at home. You all have your moments, but they'd both agree that sentimentality just comes so, so naturally to you. It's a gift.

n = nights What's the nighttime routine like when you're all together? You are a big, big fan of parallel play so, even though you usually like to quietly read a book before bed, you want to do it wherever Alex and Casey are. Alex spends an eternity in the bathroom on her skin care routine before putting on the softest, most luxurious pajamas. She fixes herself a cup of peppermint tea and curls up next to you with her own book. Casey always has "more work to do," but she'll go through case files while you and Alex read. Or she'll finish the newspaper if she didn't get to that morning. She always has a gigantic, messy collection of file folders, old newspapers, and half-full glasses of water on her nightstand. You almost always fall asleep first, and they don't stay up too much longer because "you're just so adorable" and "I can't pay attention when you look that snug-able!"

o = open How open are you with one another? Very. You don't keep secrets. You don't tell lies. When you first got together, Alex suggested you all lay down "relationship rules." Those were two of the biggest. It sometimes takes longer for you to open up about what you're feeling, but they've learned that it doesn't really have anything to do with how much you trust them, it's just how you process things.

p = PDA What's PDA like with them? Is there anyone who loves it? Anyone who hates it? Alex would full-on make out with you in public, but she knows that's not a good look for someone in her position. Also, you and Casey do not like PDA. Casey will kiss you on the cheek or put a hand on the small of your back at a party, but that's it. You might hold their hands, but you won't do anything else in front of others. Alex won't either unless she feels like someone's infringing on her territory (her territory being you and Casey). Then she gets really possessive and is not afraid to show people that you're hers.

q = quiet Who prefers to spend their time out and about, and who likes to spend it at home? Casey is the most social of you. She loves going out with you or going out with friends. Alex is kind of in the middle. She's very, very good with people and socializes quite a bit, but often out of political obligation (to grease the wheels, so to speak, and make connections) rather than for fun. You are a hardcore homebody. You'll go out with them because you love them, but you're always very excited when you all decide on a night in.

r = romantic Is anyone a bit of a sap for their partners? You. So, so you. You just truly can't believe you lucked out with these two gorgeous, strong, confident, crazy smart women. Oddly enough, both Alex and Casey tend to be more affectionate with you than they are with one another. It's not that they love each other less, but you've got a couple of theories as to why they're just a little more romantic with you. (1) You're much, much smaller than them. Like a full 10 inches shorter. So they sometimes baby you a bit. They think you're very cute. You both love and hate it. (2) They were together first, and then kind of simultaneously fell for you, so you sometimes think they see you as collectively theirs, tag-teaming to take care of you and love you. You don't mind. They're collectively yours, too. (3) You're more sentimental than either of them, so it's easier for them to be sentimental with you than with one another. But, all in all, there's plenty of romance to go around.

s = sharing Is there anyone who's particularly territorial of their partners? ALEX. Very possessive of both of you. Casey's pretty damn possessive of you, too. Less so of Alex, but that's probably because she knows nobody fucks with Alex. You are the least territorial, mostly because you're just glad to be there. It doesn't leave a whole lot of room for jealousy. Just as Alex and Casey did before you came along, you all have an open understanding that if someone else were to come along–for any of you–you'd be okay with one of you pursuing a relationship with someone else, too. But it seems unlikely. You're all deeply content with things as they are now and don't really see yourselves bringing anyone else in.

t = terms of endearment Nicknames! What are the nicknames!? Alex uses honey or my love. Casey uses sweetheart and honey and sometimes baby. You mostly use lovely, which drives both of them wild, and also honey on occasion.

u = urge Who's the most impulsive? And who reins them back in? None of you are very impulsive. You think things through before acting. But of the three of you, Alex is probably the one who lets her emotions get the best of her, which can sometimes get her into hot water. Both Casey's and Alex's emotions (and impulses to do something brave and stupid) run high during hard cases. Thankfully, you're usually there to talk them out of it.

v = vacations How do vacations go? And where do you travel? You do vacations big. Alex has a lot of money, and you all love traveling. Alex considers it her absolute joy to make you and Casey's travel dreams come true, because she knows you didn't grow up with the kind of money to make them happen. She whisks you away on far-flung vacations as often as she can. An even bigger test of her love: she'll go camping with you because Casey loves it so much. But only with the highest end camping gear. And she will not touch a fish or a fishing pole, but she'll sit in a chair and read with you while you and Casey go fishing. Your favorite vacation so far? A surprise holiday trip to Soneva Jani in the Maldives. You'd always wanted to go to the Maldives, but it was very much a pipe dream. Alex packed for you, and you had no idea where you were going until you boarded the connecting flight to Malé. You were so excited you cried a little. When you stepped into your overwater bungalow, you just couldn't contain your excitement, running around the building, staring out at the crystal blue water, and kissing Casey and Alex over and over again, saying "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

w = worthy How are insecurities handled? Are any of you more self-conscious than the others? You're the most self-conscious. Casey and Alex are just so conventionally beautiful and successful and confident. They're smart, powerful, career-driven women and you're... a dorky, tiny, androgynous little work-from-home ad copywriter. Sometimes it's hard to know what they see in you. Alex is almost never insecure because she's cocky as fuck. Unless she screws up at work, and then she needs a lot of reassurance. Casey is insecure in that she's never able to live up to her own standards, so you have to remind her often that she doesn't need to be perfect and she's doing great. Insecurities in your home are always met with love and reassurance, never annoyance or frustration.

x = xoxo Who checks up on their partners a lot when they're apart? Do they call or text? Casey. She'll call to check up on you at least once a day. If you're out of town, she calls you at night, too, right before bed, on speakerphone with her and Alex (or vice versa, if Alex is out of town). Alex misses you, too, but she's more likely to text sporadically throughout the day. You text or call when you see something funny or something that reminds you of them.

y = yearn Who misses their partners the most, even just throughout the day? You really like your alone time, so you miss them but you really like having your space (working from home is great for this). But Casey and Alex miss you. Because you're home so often, when you're not home–out with friends, spending the weekend at your parents', etc.–they almost don't know what to do with themselves. Bonus POV: The Group Chat Casey: babe when are you coming home 😢 💔 😭 💌 😫 Alex: my love I need you here in my arms You: omg chill you guys i've been gone for like 2 hours! Casey: yeah 2 hours 2 long

z = zealous Who was especially eager in pursuit of the relationship? Was anyone more reserved? When it was just Alex and Casey, Alex made the first move. With you, it was Casey who came after you the hardest. Alex was a bit more reserved because she didn't want to make you feel like you had to date her, too. She wanted to be sure that you knew if you just wanted to date Casey and not her, that was okay. but she really did want you. She was trying so hard to be respectful that you eventually had to ask her out. Alex, can we go out sometime? Yeah, I'll see when Casey's free. No, I meant... just me and you. I mean, obviously Casey can come, too, if she wants, but... I'd like to take you out if you'll let me.

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mortalmab · 5 months

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I’m not done talking about Beware of Chicken, actually. This book has a thruple that is only subtext by the skin of its fucking teeth and only subtext if you have no critical reading skills (character A referring to character B as his wife while character D tells character A and C to have a nice time on their date. A making a comment about ‘it’s nice to come home after visiting other hen’s coops’ and then realizes it sounds like he went and sleep around while B and C turn to ‘give him the gimlet eye’)

Like, the only reason I call it subtext and not just textual is because the text does not explicitly state that the three of them are in a romantic relationship and I know how the reading comprehension on this webbed site is.

And yet there are no jealousy arcs, no double dealing, none of that bullshit. Just wholesome polyamory.

Then it has another thruple explicitly stated in a flashback where we get this one ancient emperor’s whole life story from his POV.

And to FURTHER make my poly little heart beat in paroxysms of joy, the main character (Jin) has the best most badass wonderful wife (Meiling)…and Meimei will not stop flirting with the cultivator woman (Xiulan) who is repeatedly described as the most beautiful woman anyone has ever seen. Like “You are always welcome in our bed, Xiulan,” and “I’ll get you in my bed one day!” And just a constant tease and flirt while Jin just sighs and allows random strangers to think Xiulan is his wife so they don’t treat her like a piece of ass - which leads to his own wife getting mistaken for the maid and she never gets mad about this, just eggs them on. She is GUNNING for this poly triad or at LEAST to have a second partner herself.

Meanwhile, Xiulan is SO ace-coded (to me). Possibly also aro-coded, but I’m not gonna stake my life on it. She just rolls her eyes at Meimei or she and Jin team up to tease Meimei, and then she snuggles with her in the bath while they take an opportunity to ogle Jin together. This is the slowest of slow burns and if something isn’t canonized I’m eat my phone. Everyone who meets them (who knows Meimei is the wife) assumes Xiulan is his concubine - even her own father!

I do not often see this much positive poly representation in such a wholesome book and I squeal every time it happens. There is so much more but I want y’all to read it yourselves.

#beware of chicken #spoilers #beware of chicken spoilers #polyamory #thruple #poly triad #poly v

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kittyt-hexxed · 2 years

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My Lovers Hate Each Other (Vi x Sevika x Reader) - 3

Part Three - A Pleasurable Turn of Events

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Final Part

Warnings: Polyamorous relationship, Sex on top of you, bondage, voyuerism, strap-on use, vaginal sex (vi receiving, reader receiving), anal sex, threesome, double penetration, praise kink, switch Vi, dom Sevika, pet names, Daddy kink

Summary: You ban Vi and Sevika from your bed until they can get along. When you notice that they’re starting to earlier than you thought, you get suspicious. The night they’re allowed back in, they surprise you with an interesting bit of information.

After Vi pummeled those two groups of people for even daring to hit you, people were saying their please and thank yous to her. Sevika wasn’t thrilled to hear about someone trying to hurt you or that Vi was the one to step in. She made sure that if anyone dared to even breathe the wrong way in your direction, she would find them and kill them. Vi seconded that which lead to them glaring at each other for a solid minute. You should have known that was only the beginning.

Everything that they did for you had become this unspoken competition. If Vi got you one night, Sevika got you the next. Any gifts that you received from Vi would mysteriously end up under your bed, while the ones Sevika got you ended up in the closet. When you planned a date night with Sevika, Vi would come to you the next day proposing one with her. It took a few months before the back and forth got to be a bit too much for you.

“Listen.” You sit down on your bed, tired from the day, “I really enjoy the attention the two of you are giving me, but this… competition has to stop. You’re giving me whiplash from how quickly I’m doing things with the two of you. There’s no need to be doing this.” The irony of the situation is that they’re both very alike. Even the way they’re currently posed - arms crossed, leaning against opposite walls and staring intently at you - only spoke to their similarities.

“There’s no competition.” Sevika snorts, “I don’t need to compete with her.”

“Oh really?” Vi scoffs, “Then why’d you feel the need to go out with her yesterday? After I took her out on a date the day before?”

“I don’t need an excuse to take my girlfriend out.” Sevika narrows her eyes, “And you took her on that date after I took her on one.”

“That’s exactly what I’m talking about!” You groan, “I’m fine with how we’ve been doing things, but this is getting too overwhelming. So drop the egos and stop comparing dick sizes!” You watch helplessly as your girlfriends glare at each other. Sometimes you wonder if that’s how they communicate from the way they sigh in tandem.

“Fine.” They both grumble before glaring at each other again.

“Thank you. Now go talk and fuck it out.” You cross your arms, “I’m tired of this.” They snap their heads in your direction, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

“Don’t look at me like that. You two have raging sexual tension and it’s even more noticeable when we’re alone. I can tell you have feelings for each other that you’re repressing for some reason, but I can’t make up for it for you. So, go on. Have a heart-to-heart and tear each other's clothes off.” You shoo them out, “I’m sleeping on my own until you can stay in the same room together. Because I want cuddles from both of you without feeling like I’m the last piece of meat.” They both groan, knowing that you’re being honest.

“After you.” Vi motions to the door, “Off to our exile.”

“For the record, Vi and I don’t have sexual tension.” Sevika scoffs, making you roll your eyes.

“There’s a thin line between love and hate, darling.” You give her a sweet smile.

“Yeah, and we’re firmly at hate.” Vi huffs.

“We’ll see about that.” You smirk, “Go on.”

To your surprise, it only took a month before they were being civil with each other. It made you suspicious because the amount of hostility between the two of them wasn’t something you’d lose overnight. You even briefly entertained that they might be plotting each other’s deaths. That was until you caught Vi changing one day and saw bruising along her hips. At first, you thought it was from a fight she must’ve gotten into so you carried on to your room without saying a thing. It wasn’t until you were falling asleep that you realized those kinds of bruises don’t come from a fight. You’ve had similar bruising on you from Sevika. You had to cover your mouth to keep an excited scream in.

That made you pay more attention to the two of them. Their interactions in public were still snarky comments and snippy tones, but you noticed a slight difference. Sometimes Sevika’s eyes would linger a second too long or Vi would cross her arms under her chest instead of over it. You couldn’t help the near manic grin that crossed your face as your thoughts were finally confirmed. Sevika and Vi are fucking, and you’re the only one who knows.

It became even more apparent when the three of you were alone together. Sevika was more handsy with you in front of Vi and Vi was more daring with her words. You couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Vi would rile you up with her words while Sevika subtly caresses the inside of your thighs. You’d be slipping out of a pair of wet panties every night and it was frustrating since you banned them from your bed.

You were thrilled when they started getting along better in private, and you let them come back into your bedroom a few months after you kicked them out. They stopped competing over little things and it was a breath of fresh air. You were able to enjoy your time with them without dreading what would happen after. You didn’t dare to bring up that you knew they were fucking. Whatever tentative truce they have was being formed from it and you didn’t want to mess that up. That was… until they told you about it in the sexiest way possible.

“Vi.” You whine in frustration, “Please stop teasing me like this.” She had tied your hands to the headboard after the two of you stripped and took her time exploring your body. Vi was very sensual with you when it came to sex. She loved to take her time and wasn’t as rough with you as Sevika was. Not that you minded. Sex with Sevika was for her pleasure, your pleasure came secondhand from the enjoyment of being treated like a doll. She was so rough with you that aftercare was a must when you crashed down from your high. With Vi, you could relax and enjoy yourself because it was about your pleasure. Except, there were times like this when she wanted to indulge in you. Those times usually ended with you horny out of your mind and pleading with Vi to touch you.

“Hm? But I like when you’re like this, sugar.” Vi kisses the inside of your thigh, “You’re spread out for me, wet and needy, while I leave kisses all over you. I don’t want to end this any time soon.” She hums. Your door opens and you both turn to see Sevika walk in. She pauses, slowly closing the door as her eyes roam over the sight in front of her. You knew she must’ve been enjoying it. Vi between your spread legs, her ass in full view from the position she’s in.

“Having fun, are we?” Sevika comments, taking off her shirt. You had completely forgotten that tonight was the first night you demanded they cuddle with you. Vi had gotten handsy and that left your mind.

“I am.” Vi smirks, sitting down and leaning against your leg.

“I’m not.” You huff, tugging on the ropes, “Vi’s being such a tease.” A soft blush heats your cheeks as you’re left exposed for Sevika to see. She approaches the bed and sits down on your other side, her hand sliding up your thigh as she does.

“I thought you liked that, kitten.” Sevika smirks, fingers rubbing against your slit, “You want to be touched so badly, don’t you? You’re so wet and all Vi’s done is kiss you.” You can’t help the small moan that leaves your lips. You were desperately needing some kind of touch and she was doing just enough to relieve some of the ache.

“Yes, yes I do.” You whimper, “Please one of you touch me. Or both of you, I don’t care but please.”

“And here I thought we were going to have a conversation tonight.” Sevika raises an eyebrow at Vi, moving her hand away.

“She was looking too cute.” Vi shrugs, “I was hoping to eat her out before you got back, but you’re here earlier than planned.”

“Wait, what?” You blink, “What conversation?”

“Sevika and I wanted to talk to you about our relationship.” Vi hums, hand rubbing the inside of your thigh. It took you a moment, your mind a bit too distracted by Vi’s hand to move fast enough. ‘Our relationship? What do they- OH!’ You let out an excited squeal.

“So it’s true?!” You gasp, “You two are fucking?!”

“Of course, you found out.” Sevika chuckles, “Yes, it’s true… it’s actually a bit more than that.” The two of them exchange an amused glance that has you wiggling around in your restraints.

“Sevika and I are dating.” Vi smiles at you, making your jaw drop, “You were right that there was tension between the two of us. We ended up sitting down together and tried talking about what happened but ended up having angry sex instead.” You laugh at that. You knew there was something between them, and you’d never been wrong before. But to hear that they went straight to sex instead of talking was so them.

“I told you!” You giggle, “You both said I was wrong, but now you’re dating!”

“Watch yourself, kitten.” Sevika smirks, “You’re still tied up.” Your gaze goes up to your hands and you pout.

“Can you untie me? Since neither of you is feeling too keen on getting me off.” You raise a challenging eyebrow. This is the first time you’ve had the two of them with you in weeks, and you were feeling smug after being proven right. You’d either end up being fucked or forced to go to bed horny. You were really hoping it was going to be the first one instead of the other, but it was a gamble.

“Untie you?” Sevika shakes her head, “No, kitten, we're not going to untie you yet.” You watch with wide eyes as Sevika’s fingers tangle into Vi’s hair, tilting her head back, and she kisses her. You make a noise in the back of your throat as your girlfriends make out with each other. The heat between your legs had been dying down but this brought it back. You found it hot the way Vi let Sevika take control and you were almost disappointed when they stopped. But, your interest was piqued when Vi straddles you and kisses you. You nearly moaned against her lips, tasting the whiskey Sevika enjoyed along with the chocolate Vi had been snacking on. Vi breaks the kiss, bringing her lips to your ear, “You’re going to lay here underneath me, unable to touch, while Sevika fucks me.” Your breathing hitches and you swear your heart explodes from how fast it’s beating.

“Okay…” You breathe out, “I-I can do that.” You nod, dumbfounded by what she said. Vi chuckles and kisses you again. You can feel the movement between your legs, and knowing that it’s Sevika makes you dizzy. The kiss is broken by Vi letting out a whine. You hear Sevika let out a low chuckle, “You’ve been thinking about this all day, huh, bunny?”

“S-Shut up!” Vi hisses, a heavy blush on her face, “Just- ah!” She’s cut off as Sevika pulls her down onto her strap. You swallow hard with a blush on your face, and from this moment you know you’re not going to make it through this. You watch Vi’s facial expressions as Sevika fucks her and it makes your stomach do flips. You’ve never had the chance to see Vi in a vulnerable position like this, and you loved the faces she was making. It didn’t help that they were talking dirty not just to each other but to you in the process.

“Vi takes my dick like a greedy slut, Y/n.”

“I bet you want to be fucked like this, too, kitten.”

“Kiss her to shut her up for me, won’t you?”

“Watching my tits bounce, cutie pie?”

“Listen to her moaning like a whore.”

You swear that another minute of this will make you cum on its own. You are so horny that it hurts and you couldn’t even squeeze your thighs together to find relief. This was some form of blissful torture, and you were torn between loving and hating it. Vi drops her head by your shoulder, whining that she’s going to cum, and when she does the moan that sounds makes you whimper with need.

“Shit, Vi.” You hear Sevika groan, “You squirted all over.”

“I swear to the Gods if I’m not fucked tonight, I’m going to cry.” You whine as Vi gets off of you, her cum running down your thighs and dripping off of Sevika’s strap. Vi heads for the bathroom while Sevika moves up the bed to untie your hands.

“Do you think you’ve earned it?” Sevika raises an eyebrow at you.

“Vi’s cum is running down my thighs and you’re asking me if I’ve earned it.” You snort, flexing your wrists once they’re untied, “After that torture? Yes, I have.” You sit up in bed.

“You hear that Vi?” Sevika calls to her, “She says she’s earned it.”

“Then we better reward her for being so patient.” Vi responds as she walks out of the bathroom, her own strap on. ‘Ah. They’re not going to tag-team me… are they?’ Sevika grabs your chin and kisses you, pulling you forward and off of the bed. You feel Vi’s hands at your waist as she presses her chest to your back. You can feel her strap against your ass, the slick feeling letting you know that it’s lubed up.

“You want to get fucked, kitten?” Sevika purrs, holding your chin.

“Yes. Yes, please.” You groan. You didn’t want them to check in with you, you wanted them to just fuck you senseless, but you knew the rules. Consent had to be given in one form or the other before sex. That way no one felt like they had to do it if they didn’t want to.

“Think you can take the two of us?” Vi nips at your neck, “Be our good girl?”

“Hell yes.” You groan, your clit aching from these words, “I’ll take both of you.” ‘Our good girl. Gods, that’s sexy.’ You gasp as Sevika lifts you up with ease and slides you down onto her strap. You let out a low moan, your pussy stretching around the thick silicone before you’re gasping as Vi slides into your ass. You’ve done one or the other but the feeling of their two thick straps is a new sensation that you have to get used to.

“Breathe, kitten.” Vi kisses your neck, “We won’t start until you tell us you’re ready.” You nod your head, focusing your breathing as you try to get used to the feeling. Then, you realize that your feet are off the floor. Vi and Sevika are the only ones keeping you up like this. You’re pressed between them, feeling their muscular bodies against yours and before you realize it you’re begging them to start. With a teasing comment from both of them, they oblige.

You’re intensely aware of every thrust they make. You’d feel Sevika, then Vi, then back to Sevika and it would go back and forth so you didn’t have a moment of pause. You’ve never felt anything like this before, at least not at once. They were both big enough that you could feel them pressing against each other inside of you. It added this deeper feeling of pleasure that you found yourself loving.

Sevika and Vi knew what they were doing. They knew your body better than you at times, and they were proving it. That painful burning had been switched out for an intoxicating pleasure that kept you from being quiet. You were gasping for breath and moaning at the same time as their thrusts made your head spin. That wasn’t the only reason though. You loved when they talked dirty to you, and hearing them both do it at once was too attractive.

“You’re such a good girl, kitten. Taking both of your doms at once.”

“Your moans make me want to fuck you harder.”

“Keep making those pretty little noises.”

“That a girl. You’re making me proud.”

“Do you like feeling our straps, baby?”

“I love having your pussy stretched around me like this.”

“Fuck, I could play with your ass forever if you keep moaning like that.”

Sevika was groping your ass while Vi’s hands had found your breasts. There was too much going on and all you could think was that you loved it. You were clawing at Sevika’s shoulders, completely at their mercy as they fucked you and left hickeys on your neck. You were right on the edge and struggling to say something coherent enough for them to know. You had lost your voice at some point, incoherent babbling is the only thing you could get out. They teased you for it, asking why you were so speechless when you were begging earlier. You could only dig your nails deeper into Sevika’s skin.

Your orgasm shot through you, forcing you to curl your toes as your eyes rolled back and your vision went white. It was the most intense orgasm you’ve had and they fucked you through it, praising you for cumming. You could feel it running down your thighs and it reminds you that Sevika fucked you with the same strap that Vi had cum on. You breathe heavily as they stop, your body relaxing into their arms. The three of you stand there for a moment, basking in the remnants of your blissful high before Vi kisses your cheek and gently pulls out. You whimper, already missing her as she heads to the bathroom. There will have to be aftercare since anal sex made you feel so vulnerable after. Sevika carefully lifts you off, getting another whimper from you now that you’re feeling empty. You cling to her, not wanting to be alone and she understands.

“Shhh, kitten.” Sevika kisses you, picking you up bridal style, “We’re going to shower and get into bed, okay? All three of us. You’re getting your cuddles tonight.”

“Okay.” You mumble, starting to feel sleepy, “We didn’t get to fuck you.” You pout as Sevika puts you down.

“She’s right.” Vi yawns, turning the shower on, “Next time we’re starting with you.”

“No, thank you.” Sevika declines, making you and Vi roll your eyes.

“I’m going to ride her face.” You declare, looking at Vi, “What about you, baby?”

“While you do that, I’ll eat her out.” Vi smiles mischievously, “She can turn down one of us, but she can’t turn down two of us.”

“You two shut up and get in the shower.” Sevika grumbles, but you can tell that she’s flustered. No one has ever explicitly stated that they wanted to fuck her before. Usually, they talked about her fucking them, but not the other way around. Now her two girlfriends were set on servicing her, and Sevika couldn’t deny that she felt butterflies at that. You give her a kiss on the cheek, tugging Vi into the shower with you, squealing in shock when you feel hot water fall onto your head, “Wha-” You turn your wide eyes to Vi who gives you a grin.

“I may have called in a favor while you were out today.” Vi winks, making you kiss her.

You woke up in the morning feeling warm and cozy, legs intertwined and arms around your waist. You could barely move without bumping into Vi or Sevika and both women were still asleep. You reach up to brush Vi’s hair out of her face, only for her to grab your hand and place a kiss on your knuckles. Her eyes flutter open, sleepy blue irises meet yours as a lazy smile crosses her lips.

“Good morning, bunny.” You whisper teasingly, a pink tint appearing on Vi’s cheeks.

“Morning, kitten.” Vi responds, her voice deeper and sending a shiver up your spine, “Did you sleep okay?” She brushes her thumb against your cheek.

“I feel like a teddy bear.” You giggle, “But, I did sleep okay. Did you?”

“I slept better than I have in months.” Vi hums, eyes darting over your shoulder, “It looks like she is, too.”

“Yeah.” You smile fondly, “I’m just going to let her sleep. The club doesn’t open until tonight, so we can relax until then.”

“I… still can’t believe Sev and I are together.” Vi sighs, “I was crushing on her so hard when I was younger. After I thought she got Vander killed, I had to strangle my crush on her but it never went away. So it just… turned into this seething rage instead and seeing her face again…”

“You wanted to kiss her so badly that you went for murder instead?” You joke.

“Exactly!” Vi laughs with you, “Then I found out you were in a relationship with her and then I was falling for you… A lot of emotions for me to sort through, but we talked it out. I don’t blame her for Vander’s death anymore, but all of that falls onto Silco.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re home.” You lean in and kiss her softly, “And I’m glad you’re happy… By the way, are your hips-?”

“-Oh, yeah. There will be bruises when I get out of bed.” Vi snorts, “But you know, I find it hot so I’m not complaining.”

“You too?” You gasp, and Vi nods.

“There is something so fucking hot about Sevika leaving bruises.” Vi groans, “She is the only one I’ll ever let top me.”

“Have you called her Daddy at any point?” You curiously raise an eyebrow.

“No.” Vi responds, but her face turns pink and you smile knowingly, “No, I haven’t.”

“That’s a lie.” You hear Sevika’s husky voice rumble, “Don’t lie, bunny.”

“VIIIIII!!!” You scream, lunging onto Vi in excitement, a wide teasing grin on your face. You playfully try to squeeze her cheeks while she’s trying to keep your hands away, “You’re bluuussshiiinnng!”

“Get off of me!” Vi laughs, grabbing your wrists with a heavy blush on her face, “Don’t make a big deal out of it! It’s nothing!”

“Are you being shy?!” You gasp down at her. You and Vi stare at each other before you screech as you’re tossed off of the bed. You groan as you hit the ground, staring up at Vi who’s looking at you from over the edge, eyes narrowed.

“That wasn’t a no.” You point out as Sevika sits up and pulls Vi onto her lap.

“Because she knows it’s a yes.” Sevika smirks, kissing Vi’s neck, “Don’t you, bunny?”

“I hate both of you.” Vi grumbles, once again blushing as you and Sevika grin at her.

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