dead on the inside.

You thought moving in would mean your boyfriend would pay more attention to you but honestly it just feels like you're a glorified roommate even more now. You do your chores plus his, he spends more time out with other friends than he does at home and 99% of the time when he does get home he immediately goes to sleep so you've started to get restlessly lonely. During all these times, Matt's been quietly watching everything unfold. It irritates the shit out of him that not only is his roommate a lazy cunt but he's also not able to treat the girl WAY out of his league so much as slightly decent. He'd do so much fucking better and he knows it. At the very least, he'd make sure you didn't have to fake those moans he can hear across the apartment anymore, he could make you feel so much better.

Little does Matt know you're having the exact same thoughts! You feel bad about it deep down but fuck he treats you like a real person and at this point that's enough to get you on your knees. Matt constantly asks if you need help around the house, he shares his snacks with you, lounges on the couch and watches shitty reality TV without complaints. He also happily lets you come hang out in his room when you're feeling extra lonely, it started off with you just sitting at his desk or on the floor doing your own thing but didn't take long to evolve into full blown cuddling and sleepovers on his side of the apartment.

your boyfriend doesn't even clock that you've been walking around the house in Matt's oversized shirts and hoodies either, but it gets Matt so hard he gets fucking dizzy. I've said before this mf is territorial as hell and any way he can mark you as his, he's doing. He knows he could do so much more but he's saving it for when the time is right.

It's been a couple weeks since this whole arrangement started and you're still at least somewhat trying to be a decent girlfriend so you bit the bullet and planned a whole big date for your anniversary with your boyfriend. You got a dinner reservation, bought tickets to visit this huge aquarium you've raved about for months and begged to visit and you even bought the pretty little white sundress you have on while pacing your living room and sending text after text to your boyfriend asking where he is and when he'll be home. Matt nearly dropped dead when he saw you in that dress though, it hugs your curves just right and your hair and makeup are done so well too. You look stunning, the only thing marring up that pretty look is the stressed expression on your face.

When you looked up at him with those big teary puppy eyes he swears he's never been so mad in his life. You're explaining the entire ordeal and Matt is just seething, you're dolled up and gorgeous, even went through the trouble of planning this whole thing because your boyfriend wouldn't and this fucker can't even answer a call or show up for it? On your anniversary? Bullshit. You whined about how you should've just planned this date for you and Matt instead and that's when he decided he didn't wanna draw this plan out any longer, he was ending it today. You're not spending another second suffering.

Matt reaches up to try and wipe your tears away without messing up your makeup cause there's no way you're gonna be crying your pretty eyeliner off around him unless it's from him fucking you to tears.

"Please stop wasting your time on this fuck up and let me treat you right, sweetheart. You know I can make you feel so much better, stop lying to yourself."

He's right, you'd be lying if you truly said you thought anyone could treat you better than Matt who's become your best friend in just a few weeks. He does everything right and your boyfriend really did just ghost you on your anniversary, you should get back at him shouldn't you?

And you do. Matt doesn't waste any fucking time throwing you onto his bed and hiking that pretty little dress up your hips. He's wanted literally nothing more than this since you moved in and he's gonna enjoy every second of it. He has your legs over his shoulders and is lapping at your cunt until you're nearly in tears again right away. You can literally feel him smiling against your pussy, he's so fucking full of himself and he's just proving himself right in this moment cause you're pulling his hair and rolling your hips against his face while you're whining and begging for him to keep going. He's never heard you be so loud or genuine, so that's all the proof he needs. He's not satisfied until you're squeezing your thighs around his head like a vice and shaking like a leaf under him while he makes you cum on his tongue.

He's nowhere near done though, and had really planned on being gentle, but he hears your boyfriend pull up and his door close and decides right there that he'd save the softness for next time. Matt damn near folds you in half and is rubbing the tip of his cock right against your overly sensitive clit just to hear you whimper.

"Want this dick? I wanna hear you beg for it, baby. Tell daddy what you need"

Oh! Ofc he's into that. Not that it bugs you, your brain is so fuzzy you don't even think twice about begging for him to fuck you and dropping his name entirely in favor of calling him daddy. He happily "gives in" to your pleading and fills you entirely in a single thrust. The sound you made was nearly inhuman, the stretch made your insides ache but fuck you genuinely don't think you could feel any better. Matt sets a bruising pace immediately and is mouthing off the whole time.

"I know baby- never had dick this good before have you, huh? Taking me so fucking well- good girl"

"Told you I could treat you better, you belong to me. Don't wanna hear another word about that fucking lame ass boyfriend of yours. You're mine."

"Daddy's dick making you dumb, baby? It's okay. You don't need to think, I'll handle it for you."

"Gonna cum again? Fuck- wanna feel you cum around my cock princess, it's okay, cum for me baby-"

You're being so loud you don't even hear your front door open but Matt sure does and that's when he slows his pace, making sure he grinds himself as deep as he can get every time he fills you up and he leans down to suck dark hickeys in as many visible places on your neck as he can. You're in full blown tears at this point and it only gets worse when he pulls your hand to your lower stomach and presses his on top so you can feel how deep he is inside you.

"Bet he never filled you this good, did he?"

"Gonna fuckin' marry you I swear- you'd look so pretty full of my kids"

You can't even tell if he's serious but you hope he is, you'd marry him rn just for how good his dick feels. He hears your phone vibrate from the nightstand and picks it up while still grinding against yours. You finally got a response from your boyfriend, all it says is "where r u" and Matt seeing it before you did is the worst thing that could've happened cause rather than telling you, he just takes it upon himself to answer. He unlocks your phone and opens your camera, you didn't even realize he was recording until he held your face in his free hand and told you to "say hi" which you couldn't do, every time he thrust into you your voice broke off into a pathetic little whimper.

cw: double vaginal penetration

“this sounds— so stupid — but do you think you can go deeper? i need more noah, i wanna cum :(“

noah and yourself are the only people on you two’s king size mattress, your cheek pressed in his sleeping pillow and your ass up against his thrusting hips.

“more?” he responds incredulously. “i can move like this?” he repositions to wear his knee is bent toward your ear, foot planted on the mattress. “better?”

“it feels good, but sorry baby,” you whimper against the pillow.

you two had been going at it for 45 min without your first orgasm, which was unusual. you just feel so stretched out by him already and tuckered out enough that clenching around him didn’t help.

“get on your back, baby, let me try something different,” he’s breathless, but he talks soothingly to you. on your back, he enters you and thrusts languidly like usual in missionary,, you’re knees and thighs up and spread to his sides. “do you trust me?”

“mhm,” you nod playing with your breasts.

he stills inside of you and you whine. you watch his right hand come to your cunt and you think he’s going to play with your clit,, but he extends one finger and slowly presses into the space between his cock and the top of your folds. his finger pad facing up to the roof of your pussy

“noah,” you whine and you feel yourself stretch an extra centimeter until you can feel his forefinger rub against your plush, bumpy g-spot. “so. tight.”

“it could be tighter. you’re so wet i could put three fingers up there if you’ll let me?” he smiles at down his success; you writhing under his cock and hand working on your cunt.

you nod vigorously, “YES BUT TWO, two is good. need lube though.”

“mhm,” he hums and grabs it from the mattress with his empty hand. he slowly pulls his finger from you, and returns to mindlessly fucking you so you don’t get antsy. you watch him squirt lube onto his two longest fingers; fore and middle before he stills his hips again. “tell me if you need me to stop.”

he presses them into you again, both slowly at the same time and in the same position as before.

“noah, i feel so full, so stretched —“ you feel his fingers start to move in a come hither motion while sliding in n out of your slick cunt. “mmm fucking good”

“good girl.” he chuckles. “tell me when i can move. i can make you cum right now, just say please,” he commands.

“please move, baby,” you whine and wiggle your hips to gain even more friction.

he works his fingers and thrusts his hips in tandem. sometimes everything is entering you all at once,, sometimes he takes turns with his fingers deeper inside rather than his cock or visa versa

but either way you have the best orgasm of your life and your clenching down on all of him for all he’s worth…

noah’s shit-eating grin is what really ties it all together :( he just loves seeing girl come on all of him. when he cums, too, it’s the best because your so stuffed there’s no way he’s letting it out :((

—

you and noah find dvp to be your new special thing. it’s not all the time, but you’ve been practicing together for a few weeks that he’s able to use one of your 4 inch dildos or a similar toy in you instead of his fingers. his favorites are ones that vibrate because he can feel it all. he’s also definitely made you squirt for the first time while trying all of this out but that’s a diff story.

anyway, you bring it up, maybe after a really goood, confident session as he holds you in his arms and is caressing my your back…

“baby, what do you think about having another guy do what you’re doing with me?” you ask, caustiously, softly…

“wdym?”

“like, instead of the toy—“

“mmm,” your head rises against his chest as he chuckles. “I’ve thought about it since we’ve started trying. I do know a guy who’s been interested in you since even before we’ve been together,,,,”

“WHO,” you gasp.

“Oli.”

“NOAHH,” you whine and tap his chest.

noah’s sick, toothy smile is back on his face. “he just has a crush i think. he thinks you’re beautiful. but so do i.”

you’re mind is REELING (oli is a friend to both you, always kind, you just NEVER KNEW??). “OLI, he’s….. handsome. but i like you better! you’re my baby, my boyfriend,” you snuggle up closer. “i would like to try though. can you ask him?”

“anything for you,” noah hums.

—

you find yourself in noah and you’s king size mattress again, as you do every night for sleep and several times a week for other things. but your propped up on your elbows looking up at the tall, beefy bodies of your boyfriend, noah, and his close friend oliver sykes

all of everyone’s boundaries have been talked about and met. noah mainly just doesn’t want oli to kiss your lips, and that’s fine.

back to it

no one has their clothes on anymore. pleasures and foreplay like: kissing, hand jobs, blowjobs, them taking turns tasting your arousal straight from the source, them taking turns fucking your pussy in their respective favorite positions, going to paris etc etc have happened so so smoothly. now the boys are just trying to figure out the best position to have you in next.

they’re hair is tousled and both of their cheeks are pink as they do their best to keep their voices low while catching their breath.

oli pipes up a little louder, feeling confident, “noah, lie on your back. take y/n’s spot.” oli reaches out for your hand to help you up from the bed. oli sneaks in kisses along your jawline and down your neck as noah lies back. he instructs you next, but softly in your ear, “y/n, you’re going to ride your boyfriend just like normal, ok?”

“ok,” you squeak out. his fingers trace over the multiple marking they’ve made on your neck and chest throughout the night.

“if we want to take your cunt at the same time, i need you relaxed,” he brushes your hair over your ear. “go, love.”

you eagerly climb on top noah and he reaches out to you with welcoming arms. straddled across his his hips, noah guides your hips down with his hands and bottoms out.

“you’re gonna do so good for us, baby,” he praises as you grind down on him. “just breathe. I’ll talk you through it.”

you feel oliver’s hand on your waist and the bed shifts slightly with his weight added. “you ready?”

“mhmm,” you moan.

oil’s hand presses lightly into your back, pushing your to press against noah’s chest. your face is just above noah’s now… and you hold his shoulders for stability as you feel oil’s tip pushing into your pussy. alongside noah’s cock.

“fuck, fuck— ah,” you whine. tears start to form in the corners of your eyes.

“good girl, you’re doing so well,” noah praises. his face twists too at the feeling of his friend’s dick pressing against his.

“so tight—so good,” oli groans.

“oli, go further. I— I can do it,” you moan, your heavy breaths mess with the hairs on noah’s forehead.

“Fuck” “ah” “shit” is what you all say together once both of them have bottomed out inside of you.

“tell us when we can move, baby,” noah moans.

“please,” you practically grunt. you’re so full, you’re surprised you can even form coherent words. but you want to cum! on both of their cocks. and take both of their loads :(

oli moves first, thrusting his hips at a steady pace and his cock hits places you didn’t even know existed inside of you. noah moves with him, using his expertise with his fingers and toys when he dvp’s you himself. he works with that.

the sounds of all three of your moans, groans, grunts and foul words scream nauseatingly loud inside of your bedroom. noah whispers praises for you when he can, but he’s so far gone. he doesn’t even notice the pink half-moons your making with your nails into the skin of his shoulders.

cold tears roll down and accumulate at the tops of your cheeks. it’s feels so good and so much better than a toy as guy #2.

oli is the first to say that he’s almost there, “fuck, i’m gonna cum so hard into you…” and it pushes you and noah right over the edge.

like a fantasy, all three of you take your orgasm at the same time. they still inside of you, but you continue to grind on both of their cocks, making them groan in pleasure. you feel them fill you up with sprays of their cum, warming you up quick.

after riding down all of your highs, still in the same position, oli slowly leaves your don’t,,, “Noah, look,” he breathes out heavily.

noah has you come slowly of his dick, he’s sensitive :(

a bit of his? cum seeps out of you as you come off of him and it pools on his stomach, he gasps as he watches it drip from you

you move off of him to lie on your stomach and legs splayed apart, still catching your breath and letting your heart beat go down.

“oh, fuck,” noah says in a low tone.

the two men ogle you from the end of the bed. your stretched pussy still open for them to see, and their mixed cum leaking out out of you onto the sheets.

(extra: oli asking you to turn over while dvp,,, so you’re facing oli as he fucks you from the front and your back is against Noah’s chest ,,,,,,)