#benxrogerxreader

Ben couldn’t stop smiling. The bickering was a little childish and silly, but it warmed Ben’s heart to hear the two people he loved the most bicker about nothing.

“And put that damn cigarette out! You’ll burn the house down with that nasty habit.” 

Ben could tell Roger was right next to you now as he said. “Ben thinks it’s sexy. Don’t you, Ben?”

“Yeah, well, Ben also thinks you look sexy in leopard print.”

“Hey!”

Ben couldn’t hold back his laughter now.

Both you and Roger were smiling at his laugh on the other end, playfully shoving each other to get closer to the phone so you could hear him.

You let out a squeal suddenly and Ben heard the crash of something that he assumed to be the lamp mentioned earlier. “Honestly!”

He could hear Roger laughing as he ran away. You’d obviously missed him with the lamp.

“God, Ben, I’ve got to go. Our boyfriend is being a pain in the ass and I’ve gotta kiss the brains outta him. Talk to you tomorrow?”

“’Course. Tell Rog, I love him.”

"Of course,”

“G’night, Y/N,” Ben said. “Love you.”

“We love you, too, Ben. Goodnight.”

You hung up and Ben sat there quietly for a moment, the phone still pressed to his ear as he remembered the sound of the laughter. God he missed them.

He’d worked on projects this long before but they’d always been right there in London where he could grab a taxi or have Roger come and pick him up at the end of the day. Now he was out of the country and he realized how much he took for granted the time he got to spend at home.

He assumed Y/N and Roger were accustomed to the situation. Roger was always gone on tour for months after they released a new album and Y/N sometimes had to travel for work, but Ben was always at home with one of them. Now he was the one branching off. 

He set the phone on the nightstand and laid down in the white sheets of the hotel bed.

It felt odd, almost foreign to him; laying alone in a bed. Roger wasn’t there to snuggle his face into his neck or play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Y/N wasn’t there to spoon him or tangled their legs together. No playful fighting over the covers, no cold feet or wandering hands, no drumming of Roger’s fingers against his arm, no Y/N drawing shapes on his back. It was funny to think how much he’d grown accustomed to the feeling of not just one but two people (his two people) laying in bed with him.

He fell asleep with those thoughts and a longing ache in his chest. 

Meanwhile, you were chasing Roger through the house, trying to take his drumsticks from him after he’d poked you in the ass one too many times. The two of you had just finished up doing...things and were enjoying a sweet moment until the drumsticks made a return.

Roger was laughing hysterically and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t grinning from ear to ear.

You were clad in only Roger’s white button up, your underwear, and socks while Roger had opted to only return to his boxers.

Suddenly he was cornered in the kitchen and you jumped onto his back, reaching an arm over his shoulder for the sticks still clutched in his hand, but he’d stuck his own arm out over the countertop so you couldn’t reach them.

“Roger, give them here!”

“Over my dead body!”

“That can be arranged!”

Roger burst into another fit of laughter and you giggled into his ear, still straining for the drumsticks.

You eventually gave up, dropping your hand and laying your head on Roger’s shoulder, breathing heavily as the laughter died down. He dropped the drumsticks on the counter and hooked his arms under your legs to help hold you up; a smile still on his lips and his cheeks sore from laughter.

You closed your eyes and it was silent for a few moments.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about, lovie?” He asked softly.

“Thinking that Ben would’ve been filming or taking pictures of us if he’d have been here...”

Roger hummed in agreement, walking from the kitchen towards the lounge. “I miss him, too,”

You still had your eyes closed, trusting Roger to set you down gently wherever he was taking you. “I wish you weren’t working on the album so we could go see him.”

“Me too. The boys’ve been exhausting lately. I love ‘em, but there’s only so much you can take sometimes.”

“Well, three explosive personalities plus Deacy-”

“Hey, you haven’t seen Deaks mad. It’s scary.”

“Yeah, well, I try to stay on his good side unlike somebody I know who likes to push buttons.”

Roger rolled his eyes as he deposited you onto the couch. You laughed as you bounced off the cushons before laying down, Roger crawling on top of you and laying on your chest.

“We would not fit nearly as well on this couch with Ben,” You commented with a grin.

“Yeah, we’ve tried, though. One of us always ends up on the floor.”

“Or squooshed,”

“Or both,”

You both smile, an ache running through your chests.

“He’s been gone far too long.”

“Yeah, when’s his film ‘sposed to wrap anyway?”

“Not sure. Should ask him when he calls tomorrow.”

Roger groaned. “Tomorrow is so far away.”

You ran your fingers through his hair. “Indeed it is,”

You fell into a comfortable silence after that. You putting Roger to sleep as you massaged his scalp and you lost in thought, staring at the ceiling.

“You think the boys might give you a few days off if I promise them you’ll be less grumpy when we get back?”

Roger looked up at you with a pout. “I am not grumpy.”

“You are too,” You said, a smile spreading across your face. “You miss Ben and when you miss one of us you get grumpy. Like that time on tour when you snapped a drumstick when you weren’t able to call us one night? Or when you busted a tambourine after we weren’t able to make it to the nearest show? Or when-”

“Okay, okay, I get it, I’m destructive.”

You laughed and Roger laid his head back down on your chest. “I suppose they might give that a go.”

“Then I’m calling Freddie,”

*** Ben woke up the next morning reaching out across the bed; searching for warmth that wouldn’t be there. He groaned, heart slightly heavy, as he shut off his alarm.

A shiver ran up his spine as he sat up and he cursed himself for not turning up the temperature before heading to bed. That had been the one advice Roger had given him before he departed. “When waking up alone in your hotel room, the temperature will always be colder than you want it. Check it before bed.”

He didn’t have time to dwell on his heartache before he had to gather his bearing and head to the set for his early shoots, but he missed Y/N’s good luck kisses and, oddly, Roger’s smack to his bottom before he would head out the door for a day of filming.

He shut the door to his hotel room and shook his head, trying to shake the homesick thoughts from his mind.

They wouldn’t do him any good anyway. It’s not like he’d be able to satisfy the ache.

Or so he thought.

***

You and Roger were currently sat on a plane, headed for Ben’s filming location.

Roger’s blonde hair was stuffed inside a cap and he had on a dark pair of sunglasses in an attempt to hide his identity. You’d asked him if he’d dye his hair black but he outright refused the offer.

“Love, I know you want this to be a surprise, but even if any paps or fans see us Ben hardly checks that stuff when he’s not filming. I doubt he’d bother while he is.”

You sat next to him, asleep, eyes closed with your sunglasses on, hair loose around your face, and the hood of your jumper pulled up on your head. Your earbuds playing your favorite music.

It was an early flight and you’d been up most of the night preparing for this spur of the moment trip. You wanted everything to be perfect.

“I can sleep on the plane,” You’d told Roger.

And you did. 

Roger laid his head on top of yours as you dozed on his shoulder, a book held between his fingers to pass the time, but, truthfully, he couldn’t focus on it. For some reason he had a lot on his mind.

The three of you hadn’t gone public with your relationship, but the paps had taken notice of Roger’s “mysterious lovers” and Ben and Roger had been seen talking at a party a few times, heaven forbid, but Roger had never dwelled on it before. You didn’t go to events together, never went on vacations together, Ben and you still had your own apartments away from Roger’s house so when he was gone on tour you wouldn’t be questioned coming out of his house while he wasn’t there; you’d taken practically every precaution to make sure the press wouldn’t find out before the three of you were ready.

Roger dug into his jacket pocket for his phone, discarding the book onto the table in front of him.

He opened social media with good intentions.

#rogertaylorxy/n-l/n

OMG did you see the way Roger looked at Y/N during the interview? #hearteyes

Roger is so in love with Y/N. They should just get together already. #(your-ship-name)

(you-ship-name) is real ❤

Roger resisted the urge to like any of them before moving on.

#rogertaylorxbenhardy

Ben said he wasn’t looking for a relationship rn but he looks at Roger says otherwise 👀

Roger and Ben spend an awfully large amount of time together for two people who claim to be ‘just friends’.

Forget Maylor have you seen the way Hardylor look at each other?

Roger snickered quietly. Okay, maybe he and Ben weren’t doing the greatest job either.

He stroked his chin for a moment before taking to the keyboard again.

#benhardyxy/n-l/n

Y/N and Ben seemed awfully friendly during her interview with him #(your-ship-name)

Have you seen the pictures of Ben and Y/N at that coffee shop together??? I bet it was a date 💘

Y/N brought Ben a flower at the BAFTAs to put in his suit pocket and he never took it out! I bet he still has it.

Observant, Roger thought, Ben definitely still has the fake flower.

He hummed in thought. What if...

#benhardyxy/n-l/nxrogertaylor

Y/N spends a lot of time with Roger Taylor and Ben Hardy outside of a professional setting. Who’s she dating though??? What if it’s both???

OMG BEN AND Y/N WERE SEEN LEAVING ROGER’S HOUSE! IN THE MORNING!!!

I bet Y/N Ben and Roger are all dating and just keeping it on the down low. We’ve all seen the heart eyes they give each other.

Y/N and Roger just got on a plane heading to the place Ben’s filming in as seen by his Instagram story. Coincidence?

Roger’s eyes went wide. He checked the timestamp: 20m ago.

Well, Y/N was right. Maybe he should’ve died his hair.

“Looking for something in particular?” Y/N asked, eyes now opened sleepily and looking at phone screen from his shoulder.

“Not really,” Roger replied. “Just curious. Seems the fans are supportive...and onto us.”

He handed you the phone and you squinted at the screen.

“Queenskiller, huh? Clever person.”

“I can see why you were paranoid now,”

You laughed. “We’re almost there. As long as it’s not obvious where we’re going, we’ll be fine.”

***

“And CUT! Good work today everyone, let’s wrap up for lunch.”

Ben sat up from his position where his character had just been beaten to near death and went to get the fake blood cleaned off of him by the makeup designer.

The radio in the trailer was fading out a Beatles song and fading in Bohemian Rhapsody.

It made Ben’s heart ache.

“Hey, did you see Y/N L/N’s new interview with Harry Styles and Elton John?”

The makeup artist removing the makeup shook their head. “Not yet, is it good?”

“Of course. She asks them about their collaboration, similar tastes in style, and she doesn’t mention their sexualities like every other interviewer does.”

“Thank god for her, she’s a blessing. All those other nosy interviewers don’t ever ask anything interesting. The celebrities always do all the work to make the interview enjoyable. At least Y/N is interesting.”

Ben couldn’t help but smile softly to himself. He was proud.

“Have you heard she might be dating Roger Taylor?”

“The Queen drummer? Yeah. I heard they were getting on a plane together this morning.”

“Secret honeymoon?”

“Maybe,”

Ben’s eyebrows furrowed. They got on a plane? They didn’t mention they were going anywhere on the phone.

“Ben, you okay there, dear?”

“Hm? Oh, yes, sorry. Just lost in thought.”

Ben exited the trailer with a clean face and a wandering mind.

It wasn’t unlike Y/N and Roger to be spontaneous but Roger was working on the album and he thought Y/N had another interview today.

Ben shook his head and pulled out his phone. Whatever. He’d just call them and get things cleared up. He was done on set for the remainder of the evening anyway.

He hit the home phone number and waited as it rang.

And rang. And rang.

“Thank you for calling Roger Taylor’s home phone, but I am currently out at the moment. Leave a message and I might call you back.”

Ben hung up.

Okay, so they weren’t home. No big deal, he could still call your cells.

He hit your contact and waited as it rang.

***

You were rolling your luggage out of the airport with Roger when I Saw Her Standing There blasted from your phone.

Recognizing Ben’s personal ringtone, you picked up the phone. “Hey, Benny, what’s up?”

“Nothing much. Just got done filming. Hey, did you and Roger go somewhere? Makeup artists were gossiping about it.”

You gave Roger a panicked look before quickly answering. “Oh, no. Must’ve been wrong. We’re just out for a walk.”

Roger rolled his eyes at your terrible lying skills.

But Ben seemed relieved. “Oh. I thought you might’ve gone somewhere and forgotten to tell me.”

“Oh no, not at all we just-”

Roger pulled you cellphone from your fingers and pressed it against his ear.

“Ben, you don’t need to worry about us. We’re doing fine.”

The rental car you and Roger had gotten pulled up and you quickly tossed you suitcase in the back and jumped in the passenger. Roger took the keys and got in the driver’s seat.

“I know, but I just wanted to make sure. Kept eating at me.”

“Ben, baby, where are you at, right now?”

“Uh, outside the set just about to head back to my hotel, why?”

“Oh, no reason. What hotel’s that again?”

“Lotus Hotel, why?”

“Just curious. Are they treating you right or do I need to make a phone call.”

“Christ, Rog, it’s find. Don’t freak. Are you driving? I thought Y/N said you were on a walk.”

“Oh, we just got back to the house and need to head to the store. Nothing too interesting.”

“A trip to the store with you is always interesting.”

“He’s not wrong,” you chirped from your seat and Roger sent you a playful glare, making you laugh.

Ben smiled. “Gosh I wish I could speed up the production. I’ve been gone from you two way too long.”

“Believe us, Benny, we agree. Hold on, gonna give you back to Y/N,”

He handed you your phone back as you handed him his for directions to the hotel.

“How was filming?” You asked, trying to change the subject.

“All right. Filmed the fight scene today, that was interesting.”

You hummed in response.

“Hold on, Y/N, I just got in a taxi- yes, take me to the Lotus Hotel on thirteenth please.”

“Thirteenth?” Roger cursed. “Stupid phone says twelfth.”

“It’s on the corner of the two. He’s coming from the other direction, remember?” You replied, hand covering the receiver.

“What was that, love?” Ben asked.

“Oh, nothing, Roger just missed the turn, again.” You quickly replied. “You said you filmed a fight scene today?”

“Yeah, my character, Jack, got the piss beat out of him in a fight. Gets pretty bloodied up.”

“Well, you know nothing can make that pretty face of yours prettier than blood.”

“Is that a reference to my bloody nose? ‘Cause I keep tellin’ you it was a one time thing.”

You laughed. “Just teasing you, baby,”

Ben let out a laugh of his own, leaning back against the leather seat. “I really miss you guys.”

“We miss you, too. I hope that- Roger it was right there! Oh, jesus, Ben, I gotta go, Roger’s missing turns again. See you soon.”

The line cut off before Ben could question you. See you soon?

***

“’See you soon.’?! Bloody hell, Y/N, why don’t you just give away your own surprise.” Roger said.

“Well, if you hadn’t missed the turn I wouldn’t have had to hang up!” You retorted. “We need to get there before him, remember?”

Roger stuck his tongue out at you as he turned the car around.

You stuck yours out as well and it turned into a fit of giggles throughout the car.

Finally, Roger pulled into the hotel’s parking lot and parked the car in a spot.

“Your turn to call him, Mr. Taylor,” You said, getting out of the directions and handing him his phone.

Roger put the phone to his ear and waited for Ben to pick up.

“Roger?”

“Benny! Made it to the hotel, yet?”

“Uh, no, close though. You not driving anymore?”

“Nah, Y/N is in the store. She wouldn’t let me go in with her. Thought I might get a little more chat outta you before she comes back.”

Ben laughed. “I guess I’ll allow that.”

“Popular boy, ain’t ya?” The driver asked as he turned the corner into the hotel lot.

Ben grinned. “Yeah, I ‘spose I am.” He handed the driver the money for the trip. “Keep the change.”

The driver tipped his cap at Ben and Ben got out of the taxi.

“Sorry, Rog, what were you saying?”

“Oh, not much, just wondering who let you walk off set in those joggers. They look hideous.”

Ben looked down at the old green joggers he was wearing with a laugh. “Yeah, I need to get a new pair- wait, how’d you know I was wearing joggers?”

Ben heard a whistle and turned around.

Y/N was waving and smiling from where she was sat on the trunk of a car and Roger was stood next to her, phone still pressed to his ear, with a big ol’ grin on his face.

Ben dropped the phone from his ear, ending the call, and ran over to them.

Roger intercepted his boyfriend, who practically jumped into his arms, and Y/N hoped off the car to join them in the hug. Ben wrapped an arm around her, squeezing the two of them tightly, tears beginning to pool in his eyes.

“Oh, I can’t believe you’re here!” He said, pulling back finally.

You and Roger laughed.

“Y/N’s a bad liar,” Roger quipped, nudging your side.

“Hey! I’m not the one who got lost!”

“I missed one turn!”

Ben kissed them on the cheek. “Shut up, the both of you, please.”

You and Roger melted, forgetting your bickering and appreciating his presence.

***

Ben went to sleep that night with both of you in his bed.

Roger had immediately turned down the thermostat and Y/N rubbed Ben’s shoulders to relax him. They fought over the covers, had a pillow fight, and made sure that Ben was in the middle.

It felt right. It felt like home.

“You two are amazing to me,” Ben said as his partners snuggled into him.

“You deserve it,” Y/N mumbled, laying against Ben’s chest, his heartbeat lulling her to sleep.

“Don’t ever leave us this long again,” Roger said, pressing a kiss to Ben’s neck.

“You need to relax, baby. Rog, don’t you think he needs to relax?” you ask, staring in Ben’s eyes as he opens them fast at your comment.

Roger squeezes your hips and smiles into your neck, gently kissing you as he looks up to Ben as well. Ben’s pupils were large as he watched the two of you. Roger nibbles at your neck and brings his mouth up to your ear. He smiles and nods, catching Ben’s wild eyes.

“He most definitely needs to relax.” he whispers.

You lick your lips as your hand trails down Ben’s abdomen and slides over his crotch, eliciting a low moan from him. You press your palm harder against him and feel his hips buck forward slightly. You were in a teasing mood tonight and you weren’t sure why. You suddenly remove your hand and he looks to you fast.

“W-what?” he asks fast, almost needy.

You fake frowned and stand on your tippy toes gently kissing him.

“We’re gonna be late, baby.” you say against his lips.

He lets out a growl as you walk away, Roger still holding onto your hips. Rog quickly pecks Ben’s cheek as he passes by. The three of you grab your coats and head out to the limo that waited eagerly outside for you. Roger opens up the door and you slide in first, followed by Ben then him. Ben scoots next to you and brings his mouth to your ear.

“You know, teasing isn’t very nice.” he says, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine.

You smirk back to him and raise a brow.

“Oh, I know.” you reply back.

Ben bites his lip and smiles as he holds back a frustrated laugh. He wanted to take you right then and there, but he knows he has to control himself. But believe me, he’ll be ravishing you soon. You look over to Rog as he plays on his phone, completely oblivious to the heated tension between you and Ben. You slide over to him and apply a soft kiss to his neck. He immediately lowers his phone and groans.

“What’s with you tonight, hm?” he asks. “All over us, aren’t you?”

You smile and kiss him once more, licking his skin slightly. Goosebumps emerge quickly and he closes his eyes at the sensation. Ben watches the two of you and situates his already hardening length. He could get off just by watching the two of you. Was the hottest thing to him.

“Dunno,” you start, backing away. “Can’t a girl just wanna fuck her boyfriends?” you ask, you palm sliding over Roger’s crotch.

He moans out and closes his eyes as you look over to Ben and smirk. You stare at him as you rub Roger up and down. Ben’s eyes were hooded as he watched you.

“Change ‘fuck’ to ‘tease’, ‘cause that’s what you’re doing.” he whispers.

You raise a brow and fake frown.

“Oh am I?” you ask, removing your hand from Roger.

He looks to you quickly and is about to object when suddenly the limo stops. You’re finally at the premiere and have successfully turned on both of your men. You smile to yourself as they situate their ‘situation’ and hide any bulges. The door opens up and cameras flash all around you. Ben exits the limo first and there’s nothing but screams and people calling his name. He holds his hand out and you take it. You step out and Roger follows. The screams get even louder when you take both of their hands and walk the red carpet.

The rest of the night consists of pictures, champagne and conversations. You had walked over to the bar to get a new drink. You turn around to lean back and sip on your straw as your eyes find Ben and Roger. They’re stood close together and are whispering. Ben says something to him and Roger’s eyes scan the room and find you. He slowly smirks to you and you raise a brow. What were those two talking about? Whatever it was, it made something in your stomach go dark. You down your drink and order one more before striding over to them.

“Hi handsomes.” you say.

They both smirk and lean down to kiss your cheek. Cameras went off like crazy at their actions. Your cheeks blushed as everyone stared. Ben lowers his mouth to your ear.

“It’s almost over, you ready to go?” he asks.

But the way his voice sounded was low and almost growl like. It made every hair on your body stand up. You quickly look to Roger and his eyes were hooded and glued to you. His expression was hard to read. You swallowed hard and look back to Ben. All you can do is nod yes, seeing as you suddenly can’t find your voice. He smiles and says something to Rog. The two of them nod and sit their glasses down on the table beside them. They take your hand and practically drag you out of the event. Your limo is still parked at the entrance and Ben doesn’t wait for the driver to open your door. He flings it open and Roger practically pushes you inside. You slide back against the seat and pull down your dress to cover your legs.

Roger’s hand slides up your thigh and squeezes harshly. He bring his lips to your neck and begins sucking. You reach up to grab his hair and moan loudly. Ben scoots next to you and slides his hand under your dress and brings his fingers up to your now soaked core. He rubs you slowly as you squeeze your eyes close. Roger’s lips mixed with Ben’s fingers was almost overwhelming. Your breath is hitched as you go to speak.

“Guys,” you whisper. “Fuck, this feeling is almost too much.”

They both smile, but don’t stop. In fact, Roger’s kissing becomes harsher and Ben’s fingers become faster. You hook your leg over Roger’s giving Ben more access. His fingers slip under your panties and his ring finger begins rubbing tiny circles against your already throbbing clit. God, you were so turned on already. You lean your head back and moan loudly, not caring if the driver could hear you or not. Thank god for partitions. All of a sudden, Roger and Ben pull away and leave you by yourself in a frustrated, out of breath state. You were seeing stars as they leaned away and you yelped out at the loss of contact.

“Hey!” you call out.

They laugh as Roger crosses over to sit next to Ben. Ben swings his arm over Roger’s shoulder as they both watch you. Your cheeks were red and flustered as your dark eyes stared at them. You frowned and pulled your dress down fast.

“Teasing isn’t very nice, is it?” they ask, mocking you from earlier.

You finally realize what they were doing and roll your eyes. You cross your arms and look away, ignoring them for the remainder of the car ride. The two of them kiss and laugh the rest of the way home. You finally arrive and open the door fast as you hop out. You walk ahead of them and into the house. You slip off your shoes and toss them to side as you huff. The boys walk in behind you and Ben rushes to you and grabs your wrist fast, swinging you around to face him.

“Ben! Wha-”

His lips crash against yours before you can say another word. You gasp and lean into him, allowing his tongue to take over your mouth. You didn’t feel Roger fall to his knees and slide his head under your dress. He slides your panties down and swipes his tongue against your slick folds. You moan into Ben’s mouth and fist his shirt hard, pulling him even closer to you. His hands cup your face as he deepens the kiss, obviously aware of what Roger was doing to you. Rog brings his finger to your folds and runs in between them, collecting your dampness. He brings it to your entrance and as slow as ever, he slides it inside. You squeeze your eyes shut at the fullness as Ben bites your bottom lip. Roger adds another finger and slams them in and out of you, curving them to hit your sweet spot. He brings his mouth back to your clit and sucks on it hard. The sensation becomes almost too much as your legs begin to shake profusely. They feel like they’re about to go out underneath you and you grip onto Ben for support. He holds onto your arms, knowing your legs were feeling like jelly.

Roger continues to harshly suck and slam his fingers in you. A knot in your belly rises up and you scream out into Ben’s mouth, tears pricking in your eyes. The sensation of having them both on you like this was overwhelming, yet amazing. Your whole body rapidly shakes as curses and moans slip from your lips and into Ben’s. His hand reaches down to your breast and squeezes. That was enough for you.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck Rog!” you yell out, as your orgasm over takes you.

Roger keeps his mouth on you until your shaking subsides. Your breathing is heavy and you feel as if you can see stars. Your body jerks once more and it was over. You wanted to fall down and sleep, but they seem to have other plans for you. Roger stands up and smiles at you, his chin and mouth glistening with your juices still. Ben grabs his face and kisses him deeply, running his tongue over his bottom lip, tasting you as well. That sight alone was enough to make you orgasm right then and there again. Ben looks back to you and scoops you up to fling you over his shoulder. You squeal at the sudden action and he slaps your ass hard. You moan out and squeeze your eyes shut. They stay shut until you’re thrown on the bed. Hands are all over your body as your dress is practically ripped off.

“We’re not done with you.” says Ben as he situates himself between your legs.

“You apparently wanted to fuck us so bad,” says Rog, leaning down to suck on your nipples. “Well here you go, baby.”

You close your eyes and moan out as Ben begins rubbing your now overly sensitive clit. You bite your lip and furrow your brows.

“Aw, what’s wrong baby? You sensitive?” he asks, rubbing you even faster.

You had been teasing them, now they were pushing you over the edge and you knew it.

“Oh, fuck Ben!” you call out.

You grab Roger’s hair as he continues sucking. Ben slides a finger into you and pumps in and out, circling his thumb around your clit. You buck your hips, almost uncomfortable. You had already came, you weren't sure if you could again. Ben slides down and dives into you, his tongue moving rapidly against your hot core. Your back arches and you yell out.

“Fuck!”

A few tears spill down as you breathing becomes faster and faster. Roger brings his hand to your throat and gently squeezes. His begins kissing you and squeezes even more. You pause at the loss of air and your eyes roll in the back of your head. A second passes as Ben’s tongue dances around your sore clit, sending you over the edge for the second time. Roger lets go, allowing you to breathe again. You scream out as your body jolts. You had never orgasmed this close together before. This feeling was unlike any either. Almost painful, but amazing. You try to speak, but you can’t stop shaking. You grip the bed sheets and fist them hard. The boys back away as your moans turn into half screams.

You finally begin to calm down. Your body was officially exhausted at this point. You had started breathing normally when all of a sudden fingers were back at your core, rubbing you. Your hand flies down and grabs Ben’s wrist.

“Wait!” you yell. “Baby, I don’t think I can again...”

He smiles and leans up to kiss you softly.

“What happened to being so needy, hm?” he asks.

Roger smirks beside him as he watches your stomach muscles tighten. Ben pulls his pants down and his hard cock springs free. You watch, your eyes now wide. He strokes himself a few times, but his hand is suddenly replaced by Roger’s. Ben closes his eyes and growls at the sudden friction. He looks to you and kisses you fast. You run your hand through his hair and tug. Roger backs away as Ben lowers himself once more to your heat and spits, allowing it to coat you. He rubs his fingers up and down, spreading it all over. He brings himself back up and positions himself between your folds. He suddenly slams into you without warning and you scream out.

“Baby girl suddenly found her voice.” jokes Roger, petting your hair. 

Your hand goes to his shoulder and squeezes as he hisses at the contact. Ben slams in and out of you hard, the wet noise between your legs should be illegal. Skin slapping skin, juices mixing with juices. The feeling was officially too much. Painful now. You had never been overstimulated, but this was definitely it. This was your punishment for teasing them, but you didn’t care. Their touch was still a drug and you craved for it more and more. Ben speeds up and tears are now running down your face, smearing your mascara with it. Your breaths were now silents cries as he fills you.

“Good girl.” whispers Rog in your ear.

Ben suddenly pauses and slips out of you. He grabs your hips and flips you over onto your stomach and forces you onto your hands and knees.

“Doesn’t Rog need a little help, baby?” asks Ben, slowly slipping back inside of you.

“Y-yes.” you squeak, the sensation becoming too much again.

Roger bites hip lip as he slides his pants down, springing himself free. You automatically grab him and begin pumping. He scoots closer to you and you lean out and lick his tip, already tasting precum. He groans as he grabs your hair and slowly slips himself deep into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. Two of your holes were being filled and the sensation was most definitely overwhelming. You bob your head back and forth and suck on Roger hard. His head falls back and he smiles.

“Just like that. Good girl.” he praises you and you love every second of it.

Ben slaps your ass harshly and you moan with Roger still in your mouth, sending tingles throughout his body.

“Oh, shit.” he says, his cock twitching.

Rog orders you to look up at him and you do. Your eyes are locked when Ben’s hand slips around your waist and begins rubbing you hard. You suck even harder on Rog and he hisses. Your legs begin shaking and so do your arms. Roger twitches again in your mouth and you know he’s close. You suck as hard as you can and he moans out. Ben slaps your ass even harder and you practically yell against Roger. That sends him over the edge.

“Oh, fuck!” he yells, thrusting once more into your mouth.

His warm seed runs down the back of your throat and you continue sucking. Ben slams even harder into you, causing your lower half to tingle like it’s never done before. Roger removes himself from your mouth and collapses onto the bed. Your arms go out and you fall forward, allowing Ben to hit you even deeper. You scream out as his hand begins rubbing you once more. The sensation was officially too much for you. Tears stream down your face and you tense your jaw.

“B-Ben…” you say through gritted teeth. “I… Fuck, I can’t… No…”

But before you can say anything else, Ben groans out and pumps once more before spilling into you. The feeling of his warmth filling you inside had once more sent you over the edge. You scream out and bite the sheets as a clear liquid goes everywhere. Your stomach muscles tighten and your body throbs. You finish and collapse onto your stomach, feeling the soaked sheets beneath you.

“Holy shit.” whispers Ben as he looks around.

Roger’s eyes were wide as he looks to you. You can barely open yours as you attempt to lift your head up.

“What?” you whisper.

“You…” starts Ben, but he doesn’t finish.

“You squirted!” says Rog with a huge grin on his face.

Ben smiles and lifts his arms up in victory.

“I made y/n squirt!” he shouts out all excited.

You and Roger laugh as his excitement as he bends down and kisses you then leans over and kisses Rog.

“Guess overstimulation does make a girl do that.” says Rog, brushing hair out of your face.

“So you guys did know what you were doing!” you say, half-shocked.

The two men laugh and lie next to you on either side.

“Had it planned since the party.” whispers Ben.

You laugh and close your eyes, feeling sleep starting to take over.

“Good. Have your way with me anytime.” you whisper back.

“Oh, baby,” says Rog laughing.

“We will.” replies Ben.

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You were pacing your locked bathroom as you listened to your two boys call out questions to you from left and right. You held the tiny pregnancy test in your hand as your eyes keep darting down to the tiny screen that would tell you your fate. You were about two weeks late for your period, which was unusual for you. You never missed a day, so when you did, nerves hit you hard. You first sat the boys down and explained to them what was happening, resulting in Roger passing out and Ben pacing the living room about to have a mental breakdown. When Roger woke up and Ben calmed himself, the scariness wore off when you all realized you might be starting a family. And now you were about to find out. You peek down at the tiny test and your heart almost stops. You can make out wording on the screen, but can’t tell what it says.

“You’ve gone quiet!” shouts Ben.

“Have you read it!?” yells Roger.

You close your eyes, take in a deep breath and turn the test over fully. You open your eyes and look down quickly. Your heart almost stopped. The capitalized and bold word PREGNANT screamed out at you.

“Pregnant.” you barely whisper to yourself, still staring at it. “Pregnant.” you say louder.

“What?” calls out Ben, not hearing you.

“Pregnant!” you shout.

The boys go quiet as you fling open the door and hold the test out for them to see.

“Pregnant!” you repeat, not finding anything else to say.

Their eyes are wide as they both just stare at your hand. They look almost pale as Ben slowly reaches out to grab the test and bring it up to his face. He reads the word and hands it over to Roger. They both look up at you and watch as your smile is huge and you’re beaming. They swear you’re already glowing. You bite your lip and shake your head.

“Pregnant!” you shout once more.

They both break out into huge grins as they rush towards you and embrace you in giant hugs.

“Oh my god…” whispers Roger.

“You’re gonna be a mum.” says Ben, not believing this.

“And you’re gonna be dads!” you say, hugging them both.

The both place hand over your tummy and look down at it, tears brimming in their eyes. You sniffle and watch as they begin talking to your stomach.

“We’re so excited to meet you.” whispers Rog.

“I really hope you look like your mum.” whispers Ben, causing you to playfully smack his arm.

“Whatever it is, they’ll be beautiful and so loved.” you say, placing your hand on top of theirs.

***

9 Months Later

***

“Beeeeen!”

You were sat on your sofa with a giant, swollen belly. Your due date was two days ago and you were miserable now. Your back hurt, your stomach was sore, small contractions keep hitting you, but the doctors say there’s nothing they can do until your water breaks. Your swollen feet are propped up on the coffee table as you lean your head against the couch. You hear footsteps rush up to you as Ben stares, half scared that you’ve gone into labor.

“Is it time!?” he asks, freaked out.

You laugh and shake your head fast.

“No! Sadly, no. I just really could use some cold water, please?” you ask, giving him puppy dog eyes.

He smiles sweetly and walks up, placing his hand on your swollen belly. He leans forward and kisses you gently.

“Anything you want.” he mumbles, walking away to the kitchen.

You watch him until he’s gone and suddenly feel a sharp pain in your stomach. You place your hand over it and lean forward, squeezing your eyes shut. You groan out and gasp as you let it pass. Roger walks in right as it hits you and he’s next to you in a moment.

“Baby, it’s alright. Just breathe. Maybe we should go in.” he says, rubbing your back.

You shake your head fast and sit up more.

“No! They said we can’t until my water breaks!” you cry out, actual tears falling from your eyes.

Roger frowns and feels helpless as Ben walks back in with a glass of cold water. He notices the look on Roger’s face and your tears hitting the ground below. He places the water down and is at your side in an instant.

“What’s wrong?!” he asks, looking to Roger.

“I think she’s just frustrated.” he says, still rubbing your back. “False contractions are hitting her hard.”

You wipe your eyes and go to reach for the cold water, but another wave of pain hits your hard. You wince and squeeze Ben’s hand hard, making him almost cry out, but not daring to. You hunch forward once more and almost scream at the pain. Your whole stomach tightened up and tensed with the pain. It finally leaves and you’re able to breathe. You lean back and close your eyes, feeling exhausted.

“These seem worse than the other contractions yesterday.” says Ben, watching you closely.

“They seem closer together.” says Roger.

“When did they start?” asks Ben.

You open your eyes and look to him, turning yourself so you’re leaning against Roger, who had his arm around you and rubbing your belly slowly.

“Late last night. I woke up and I…” you start, embarrassed.

Ben and Rog raise a brow as you speak.

“And you what?” they both ask.

Your cheeks flush as you look down at your hands.

“I might’ve… peed a little.” you mumble. “And then that’s when the contractions really set in.” you say fast.

Ben’s eyes are wide as Roger just stares at him.

“Babe, I don’t think you just peed!” he says fast. “I think your water broke!”

You stare at him and your heart beats fast.

“What?” you ask, not wanting it to be true.

“Baby, that’s why your contractions are so bad! You’ve been in labor all bloody night!” says Roger, standing up form the couch. “We’ve gotta go to the hospital!”

Ben stands up and the two boys rush around to grab the emergency bag and gather everything they’ll need. You’re sat on the couch extremely nervous as another wave of pain hits you. You close your eyes and scream out as they stop and run to you. You claw at the couch as the pain hits you hard. A hard, low pressure makes you uncomfortable.

“We’ve gotta go before you have her in the car.” says Ben, helping you slowly stand up.

Roger grabs the car keys and rushes out to get it started. You were on your way to have a baby.

***

12 Hours Later

***

After hours and hours of labor, your baby girl was finally here. Her bright eyes and blonde hair made you smile at the tiny, almost curls. She was only a mere 6 ounces, just a tiny thing. It felt like holding a piece of paper when she was in your arms. So delicate and sweet, only being in your stomach 12 hours ago. She was officially in the world and you already wanted to do everything you can to protect her. You were sat on your large hospital bed with Ben and Roger on either side of you. They were admiring her tiny face as she slept in your arms. The three of you decided not to find out who the father was, but it was so clear by her looks that she was Ben's, but you all would never say anything. She looked just like him, you couldn’t believe it, yet Roger would love her like she was his own. Roger kisses your shoulder as Ben gently runs his thumb over the babies chunky cheek. She smiles and moves around, causing them all to ‘awww’.

“You’re an absolute superhero.” whispers Rog, looking at you.

You look over to him and smile widely. He leans in and kisses you.

“Probably the strongest women we know.” says Ben, making you look over and kiss him as well.

Your little girl moves her head and tries to stretch her tiny little limbs.

“She’s so beautiful.” whispers Roger.

You lean your head against his shoulder and nod.

“Like I said before, thank god she looks like you.” teases Ben, causing you all to laugh and your baby girl to smile in her sleep. You finally had your little family you always wanted.

***

6 Months Later

***

“Ouch! Dammit!”

You’re folding laundry when you hear Roger shout out in pain. You drop the shirt you’re holding and rush into the living room, being greeted by a freaked out Ben as well. You both look to Roger as he holds your daughter with his finger in his mouth. He looks in pain as he looks up to you two.

“She bit me! And then laughed!” he says, frowning.

Your bubbly little girl looks up to him and then belly laughs, causing Roger’s face to soften and for him to smile down at her.

“Who could be mad at that face?” asks Ben as he walks up to them.

He leans in and kisses Roger and then kisses the top of her head.

“She’s teething baby,” you explain. “She’s gonna want to chew on everything now. Especially your fingers.”

Roger looks down at her and gives her a serious look.

“Do you feel bad for hurting daddy?” he asks.

Her face goes serious for a moment and then she bursts into laughter once more, causing you to cover your mouth to hide your laughing.

“You’re lucky you’re so cute.” he whispers to her.

***

3 Months Later

***

Your little girl officially had her first birthday and it was a success. Planning it had been so much fun and you had enough pictures to last a lifetime. When her party was over and bed time was nearing, Ben was sat on the floor with her and holding her little hands as she stood up on her own. He let go of her and clapped his hands, smiling wide.

“Come on, baby! Walk to daddy! Walk to me, sweet girl!”

She smiles at him and then falls on her butt. He helps her back up and tries it again.

“Alright, baby! You got this! Walk to daddy!”

This time, she takes a step and then another, walking to him successfully. Ben’s eyes go wide as he catches her in his arms. She looks up at him while she’s blabbing as he calls out for you and Roger.

“Y/n! Roger! She took her first steps! Her first steps!” he yells.

Seconds pass when Roger and you emerge from the bathroom with towels wrapped around you. You’re completely soaked as you rush to the living room and pause, almost out of breath.

“She walked!” he says again.

“Ben, are you sure?” asks Rog, walking up to them.

Your baby bounces in Ben’s arms as she coos.

“She did! I swear! Watch!”

He scoots her back and lets go, encouraging her once more to walk to him, but she doesn’t. You and Roger watch him with narrowed eyes as you shiver from the cold.

“Ben…” you say.

All of a sudden, your tiny girl takes step after step and walks into Ben’s arms once more. All of you gasp as your mouth falls open.

“She… She walked!” you squeal. “Did you see that!? She walked!”

“I told you!” shouts Ben, excited.

“I’ll get the camera, don’t move!” yells Roger as he runs away, almost slipping.

***

2 Weeks Later

***

“Say ma-ma.” you slowly say to your baby, who’s sitting in her high chair. “Ma-ma.”

She smiles widely, her green eyes bright. She slaps her hand on the tiny table and laughs. You smile and continue on with your practice.

“Say ma-ma, baby girl. Ma-ma.”

The boys walk in from outside and smile when they watch their two girls hanging out. They understand what you’re trying to do as they walk up and kiss you.

“Hi, baby!” whispers Roger as he kisses the top of her head, making her giggle.

“You trying to get her to say mama again?” asks Ben, opening a drink from the fridge.

You frown and nod. You look back to her and smile.

“Ma-ma! Ma-m-”

“Dada!”

Everyone in the kitchen freezes as her tiny voice fills the silence.

“Did she just-”

“Don’t even say it.” you warn him, hissing.

“Dada!” she says again.

The two boys hold back laughs as they walk closer.

“She said dada!” Roger whispers, looking at Ben.

“Go get the camera!” says Ben, causing Roger to rush away.

“I can’t believe she said dada! Say dada, baby!” he says to her.

“Dada!” she says even louder.

“Good girl! You’re so smart, aren’t you? Dada!”

“Ben,” you warn him. “Say dada again and it’s the last thing you hear.”

He smirks and grabs your face to kiss you as Roger rushes back in with the camera up to his face.

“Keep that tone of voice and I’ll have you saying dada all night long.”

***

First Day of Preschool

***

“Does she have everything?” asks Ben, a nervous wreck.

It was her very first day of school and the three of you were on edge and super sad. First time your baby girl would be away from you. She was getting so big and it broke your heart. You’re stood in front of her classroom as other little kids played inside. You were already a crying mess as you bend down to face her. She watched the kids inside and her big green eyes looked excited. She looked back to you and smiled. Roger and Ben bend down with you and their eyes are glossy and red as well.

“Are you ready, baby?” you ask her, your voice trembling.

The boys rub your back, trying to calm you. She nods fast.

“I’m ready, mummy.” she says.

You smile and move a piece of her hair behind her ear.

“Give daddies a hug bye.” you say.

She rushes to Roger and squeezes his neck before kissing him on the cheek.

“Bye, daddy.”

She rushes to Ben and does the exact same.

“Bye, daddy.”

“Bye, baby.” they both say.

She looks back to you and hugs your neck tightly, surprising you. You hug back and squeeze your eyes shut, allowing a few tears to spill.

“Bye, mummy.” she says softly.

“I love you.” you whisper in her ear.

She leans away and notices a tear on your cheek. She hurriedly uses her tiny hand and wipes it away, making you all smile.

“I love you more.” she says.

You kiss her forehead and stand up, followed by the boys.

“Go have fun, baby.” you say, looking towards the room.

She smiles wide and waves at you all as she turns and rushes into the room with her tiny backpack on. She turns around mid room and waves at you all once more, making you smile and sniffle again.

“She’ll be fine.” says Roger, kissing your head.

“It’s only for a few hours.” reminds Ben.

“I know.” you say. “She’s just getting so big.”

They wrap their arms around you and agree. You all walk away from the room and begin heading to the car. You were the luckiest girl in the whole wide world.

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You’re propped in the backseat of the car, sat in the middle. You lean forward as your hands fly to your sides and grip the leather seat roughly. Roger is sat in the passenger’s seat and his body turns to face you, a huge smirk on his face. Ben looks at you in the rear-view mirror and smiles, his eyes turning dark. This was the fourth time since the car ride to dinner that Roger has clicked on the remote and made your panties vibrate. He does it on purpose and at random moments just to elicit an ungodly gasp from you, followed by his name being moaned. He loved it more than anything. You on the other hand, were frustrated and grumpy by the continuous vibrations that gave you no relief. You look up to him and frown.

“Ben, take the remote from him!”

Ben looks to you and half laughs.

“He’ll be even worse than me!” says Roger, his voice high.

Ben nods his head and raises a brow.

“It’s true. I would be.”

You exhale and lean back against the seat.

“This isn’t fair.” you say looking out the window.

“You know you love it! It feels good.” says Rog, almost purring the last words.

You look to him and smirk, raising a brow. You slightly open your legs making your dress slip up, revealing your dark panties.

“How about you come back here and make me feel really good.” you say, biting your lip.

Roger’s smirk falls from his face as his eyes look you up and down. He’s stunned by the lust in your voice and how exposed you are to him at the moment. Ben looks over to him quickly and hits his arm.

“No! Don’t fall for that! She’s just trying to take them off!”

Roger looks to him then back to you and smiles. He knew he was right. You were going to try to get Roger back there and somehow get this torture device off of you.

“Oh, you’re good.” he says.

You huff and snap your legs close. Your plan didn’t work. You cross your arms while pouting and once again look out the window.

“Alright,” says Ben, pulling into a empty parking space. “We’re here.”

You quickly unbuckle your seat-belt and slip out of the car. Roger stands next to you and places his hand on your lower back. Ben walks around and takes in an anxious breath. You can tell he’s nervous. You walk up to him and help straighten his tie.

“Don’t be nervous.” you say. “We’re right here.”

You lean up to sweetly kiss him and when your lips touch his, your panties vibrate and you grip Ben’s shirt and moan in his mouth. Roger stands back and bites his lip as he watches your legs squeeze together. Ben freezes and feels his pants slightly tighten at the ungodly noise that just came from you. You lean away and take in a breath and turn to look at Roger. You squint your eyes and walk away from him. They both laugh and jog to catch up with you. Roger rushes up the restaurants entrance and opens the door for you. You all walk in and a delicious Italian aroma fills the air. It wasn’t busy tonight and you silently thanked the gods for that.

Ben looks around and spots everyone at a table in the far back corner. A hostess walks up as Ben tells her he knows where to go. He guides you to the back and everyone stands up as they watch him approach. He shakes hands and hugs a few as they all greet him with wide smiles. You can tell they love him already.

Your arm is wrapped around Roger’s as you hold it tight. He knows it’s a comfort thing and he slowly rubs your hand with his thumb, glancing down at you. Ben turns to look at the two of you and introduces you to everyone.

“Roger, y/n,” he says. “This is Rami, Joe, Lucy and Gwil.”

The both of you smile and say your hellos. Ben scoots your chair back as you sit down. A waiter walks up and Roger orders for the three of you, knowing exactly what you love.

“So, how did the three of you meet?” asks Joe, leaning his elbows against the table.

“Well y/n and I met at my concert one night actually. And we met Ben at an after party for a film he was in actually. What movie was it again, y/n?” asks Roger.

But before you could speak, your panties begin vibrating. It wasn’t too strong, but it still made you jump.

“Oh!” you say loudly. You look up and awkwardly smile, watching as Roger and Ben hide a smirk. “It was for, um, X Men.”

Roger smiles and shares a look with Ben. The night continues and you all share stories about your lives. They ask Roger a million questions about Queen and ask you about your life as well.

“Well I went to college for business and was hoping to-”

Roger turns up the vibration to be even stronger. You grip the table and cough loudly, trying to drown out a moan. You clear your throat and look to Rami, who asked the question.

“Was hoping to start my own business.” you finish your sentence fast and smile.

Ben sneaks his hand under the table and places on your thigh as it slides up. The vibration doesn't stop. You bite your cheek and try to concentrate on anything else but the throbbing ache between your legs.

“Your earrings are beautiful!” says Lucy admiring them. “Where did you get them?”

“Thank you!” you say smiling. “I got them from MOLLY’S!”

You accidentally half shout the last word and everyone’s eyes open wide at your sudden reaction. Ben places his napkin over his mouth as he hides him laughing. Roger looks to you and then back to everyone else.

“She just really loves that store.” he says, smiling.

You look over to him and scowl. How badly you wanted to slap that smug look off of his face. He looks to you and notices your expression and quickly turns up the vibration even higher. You jump and grab your wine and drink it. You squeeze your eyes close and reach over to grip Roger’s thigh. He hisses at the contact and turns it down quickly. You suddenly feel how wet you are and you squeeze your legs together. Ben reaches his hand across your lap and Roger passes him the remote. He leans forward and kisses your head. Your heart is racing as you watch their trade off.

“So, we’re filming this certain scene,” says Gwil, half laughing. “And Ben turns to me and says-”

At that moment, Ben turns up the vibration to full power and your hands slam on the table out of reflex. It’s loud and everyone jumps as they look to you. Your face flushes as something dark in your stomach rises up. You open your mouth to talk and all that comes out is a hurried, awkward laugh. You’re so embarrassed right now. They must think you’re insane.

“You okay?” asks Rami.

You look to him and shake your head fast, a gasp slipping out. You stand up quickly and lean against Roger. Ben turns up the vibration and you feel like your legs are going to go out under you. You close your eyes and tense your jaw.

“Um, I have to-” A slight moan falls out. “I have to actually go!” you accidentally shout. “I have soooo much work to do for tomorrow!”

The ‘so’ came out as a low groan as the vibrations hit your clit perfectly, sending a shiver down your spine. Joe raises a brow and smiles at your actions, confused as to what’s happening.

“Yeah, we actually should be heading out.” says Ben, standing with you. Roger stands next and you all say your goodbyes. You turn to walk and the vibration makes it difficult for your legs to work properly. You wanted to go in every direction. Your head was spinning at the pleasure. You exit the restaurant and rush to the car, sliding into the backseat.

“This was your idea, you can do it.” says Roger, as he slides into the driver's seat.

You look between the boys and finally understand when Ben slides in next to you and slams the door shut. He leans forward and cups your face as he kisses you hard. Roger starts the car and begins driving. You silently thank the gods once more for overly tinted windows, knowing that no one can look inside the car at all. Your panties begin vibrating even faster and you moan loudly in Ben’s mouth, finally able to make noise. He bites your lip and pushes you to lie back.

“You did so good tonight, baby.” he says as he spreads your legs. He pushes the panties against you and the vibrations are even stronger. Your eyes squeeze shut as you call out his name.

He finally slides the panties off and your core is still buzzing. He brings his hands down and rubs them between your slick folds. You hiss at the contact and look at him with pleading eyes.

“You’re so wet.” he says almost shocked. “Got enough foreplay, did we?” he asks, scooting back from you and leaning his head down to swipe his tongue over your throbbing heat. You buck your hips and run your hand through his hair.

“Oh God, no. I need you inside me.” you whispered harshly.

Roger feels his pants tighten as he watches the two of you through the mirror. He drives fast and looks over to spot a long abandoned dirt road. He turns sharply to go on it. He drives for a moment and stops the car when no one’s in sight. He puts it in park and quickly unzips his pants. He scoots to the backseat and kneels on his knees as he watches Ben kiss your neck and finger you hard and deep. Your eyes are rolled back in your head and the noise your juices make against his fingers is enough to make Roger cum right then and there. Ben looks over to him and smirks at the expression on his face. He changes his hand and slips his fingers in you once again as he reaches over and grabs Roger’s hard length.

Rog moans loudly and his head falls back slightly. Ben pumps him fast as you look over to him, watching his mouth fall open slightly. You reach forward and grab his shirt, pulling him down to you. You gently swipe your finger over his bottom lip.

“Kiss me.” you whisper.

He quickly leans forward and attaches his mouth to yours. Ben moans as his speed picks up with the both of you. Touching the two of you at the same time was almost like ecstasy to him.

“He’s right,” moans Roger. “You were such a good girl tonight.”

Ben hits your sweet spot and you cry out, gripping Roger’s shoulder hard. Ben’s fingers slip out of you and you whimper. He unzips his pants and strokes himself a few times. He aligns himself to your entrance and harshly grabs your face to make you look at him. His hand falls to your neck and he lightly squeezes as he enters you hard. Your breath gets stuck in your throat as he stretches your walls. He gives you a moment to adjust before he’s slamming into you repeatedly. He then tosses your leg over his shoulder and slides even deeper inside of you. You close your eyes and whimper after whimper spill out as he continues.

“Fuck!” you scream, feeling yourself clench around him. Your stomach tightens as your climax is close. Ben squeezes your neck a little more and you smile as you bite your lip. This drives Ben crazy, you smiling at him choking you. He growls loudly and pounds into you even harder. Just then, Roger reaches forward and begins rubbing your clit fast. Your legs begin shaking as your eyes roll in the back of your head. You begin seeing stars as Ben leans down to press a kiss below your ear.

“Cum, baby.” he whispers.

You bring your hand up to his neck and finally release your orgasm and feel as Ben does as well. His hot liquid fills you as he moans into your ear. He thrusts a few more times and pauses, still inside of you. You try to calm down your breathing, but it’s no use. Ben faces you and gently kisses you. He pulls himself out and you groan at the emptiness. He looks to Roger and leans forward to kiss him hard. You watch the two of them as their tongues dance together. You gasp at the sight in front of you and bring your fingers to rub yourself. Roger breaks away and watches you, a smirk on his face.

“Someone still a little too excited?”

You look to him and nod your head fast.

“On your knees.” he says, his voice deep.

You hurriedly sit up and get on your knees, facing him. He spins you around and your stomach is leaning against the back seat. He kneads your ass before harshly slapping it. You let out a hiss as you feel Ben’s cum slide down your leg. Roger notices and uses his finger to swipe some up. He brings his finger to your mouth and pauses.

“Open up.” he whispers.

You open your mouth and slightly hold out your tongue. He slips it in you harshly suck on it, tasting Ben. You swirl your tongue around as you hear Ben let out a groan at the sight.

“Good girl.” says Roger, as he places his hand on your back and makes you lean forward. 

He rubs his length up and down your slick folds, a mixture of you and Ben. You close your eyes in anticipation. He suddenly slides into you fast and you let out a loud moan. He grabs your hair and forces your head back. Your hands reach back and grip his hips for support. Ben cups Roger's face and begins kissing him with a needy desire. Roger pumps in and out of you slowly, but gradually his thrusts get more forceful. Before you know it, he’s slamming into you and your stomach is repeatedly hitting the seat. He brings his hand down to your core and begins rubbing you fast.

“I’m not gonna last.” he whimpers against Ben’s lips.

You let out a groan, letting him know that you won’t last either. Roger spreads your legs even further and slams into you, hitting your sweet spot over and over. You grip the seat in front of you as he releases your hair. You lean over it and let out a yell. Ben pushes you back a bit as he attaches his lips to your breasts, kneading at them. He sucks and pulls as you gasp. Feeling both of them touching you was pure bliss.

“Roger!” you cry out.

He slaps your ass as Ben sucks once more and backs away. Rog grips your hips tightly and sets an even faster pace. You gasp loudly as he slams even deeper inside of you. He slaps your butt again and he hisses.

“Good girl.” he says, slapping you again.

Ben leans forward and attaches his lips to your neck and sucks. You yell out and feel your legs begin to shake. Roger nuzzles his head into the other side of your neck and you can hear his heavy breathing in your ear.

“Slap me.” you say loudly.

Roger and Ben look up shocked. They look at each other and shake their heads, unsure if they had just heard you correctly. You bite your lip and repeat yourself again, louder.

“Slap me!”

Ben scoots over and grabs your face with his hand. He leans in and gently kisses your cheek. Your eyes are still closed when he slightly slaps you. Not enough to hurt, barely a sting. You smirk at the contact and open your eyes to watch Ben’s face, eyes wide, as he and Roger just learned something new about you. Roger speeds up and you feel the familiar shaking of your legs as your stomach muscles tighten.

“Cum.” whispers Ben, as he rubs the area where he had slapped you.

You bite your lip and feel your buildup about to explode for the second time. You’re practically screaming out when you cum for them once more. Roger brings his hand around to grip your breasts as you feel him fill you up. His breathing is harsh as he comes down from his high. You lean against the seat, legs too sore to move. Roger kisses your shoulder and leans his forehead against your neck. You lean back against him, moving your head to face him. He kisses you softly and you smile. He slowly slips out of you as you both moan at the sensitivity. Ben slides down your dress and you wobbly turn yourself around and fall against the seat. Ben and Roger slump down next to you as they zip themselves up. The car windows are all foggy as you all catch your breath.

“Maybe I’ll wear those panties more often.” you say, smirking.

Roger kisses your shoulder as Ben grabs your hand and smiles.

“I told you she’d like them.”

You finish putting on your earrings and reach over to grab your lip gloss from your vanity. You swipe it over your lips and smack them together. Ben walks out from the closet and is messing with his tie, trying to get it to be straight.

“At eight.” he says, putting his tongue between his teeth in concentration.

You smile as you watch his brows furrowed in frustration. You were about to walk over and help him out, but Roger beat you to it.

“Here,” he says, bringing his hand to Ben’s tie.

Ben smirks and holds his head up higher so Rog can get a better grip on it. He finally fixes it for Ben and quickly pecks his lips. You smile at the two of them as you turn to look at yourself in the mirror again. You were nervous for this dinner and couldn’t stop fidgeting. The dinner was for Ben’s cast and crew in a new movie he had just joined. You finally get to meet them all, so you wanted to look your best. You push a piece of hair behind your ear when Ben walks up behind you. He leans his chest against your back and rests his chin on your shoulder. His hands slide down to grip your hips and you smirk as you look at him in the mirror.

“You look beautiful.” he says, pressing a kiss to your neck.

You giggle and slowly turn to face him. He grabs your hips again and looks you up and down. He leans forward and gently kisses you.

“Now this is a sight for sore eyes.” says Roger, as he leans against the door frame, watching you two.

You break away from Ben and smirk as Roger walks to you and kisses you as well. Your heart is so full of love at this moment. You feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Roger kisses you back harder and his hand runs down your back and stops on your butt. You smile against him and pull your head back.

“What’s with the two of you tonight, huh?” you ask, looking between the two men.

Their eyes were dark and hungry, like two raging animals. You felt a shiver run down your spine as they stared at you and lick their lips in unison. Ben raises a brow and brings his bottom lip between his teeth.

“We, uh, got you a gift.” he says, fast.

You open your eyes wide, almost shocked. You weren’t expecting them to get you a gift. Besides, this was Ben’s big night. It should be you getting him a gift.

“A gift?” you ask, furrowing your brows. Then all of a sudden your eyes open wide and you slightly gasp. “Did I miss our anniversary?” you whisper.

The two boys look at each other and laugh while shaking their heads.

“No, baby,” says Roger, pulling you close to him. “Ben and I saw something at a store the other day, and it made us think of you.” he says, mischievously.

Ben smirks at you before he turns away and walks back to the closet. You look at Roger confused yet excited.

“What is it?” you whisper. He laughs at your eagerness.

“Something I think you’ll like.” he whispers back as he kisses you.

You break away and look over to have your eyes meet Ben’s as he exits the closet with his hands behind his back. He gets closer and gives Rog a questioning look. Roger nods his head and Ben holds out his hands, revealing a tiny red gift bag with black lace all over it. You look to the bag then back to Ben. You go to reach for it and he quickly pulls it back. You let out a groan and Roger laughs while squeezing your hip.

“First,” starts Ben, enjoying this a little too much. “You have to make a promise.”

You raise your brows and nod your head, telling him to continue.

“You have to promise that you’ll use this gift tonight. At dinner.” says Rog.

You look over to him and purse your lips.

“At dinner? Okay, what is it?”

“You have to promise.” says Ben again, more stern.

You roll your eyes and bounce on your heels, holding your hand out for him.

“Okay, okay! I promise that I’ll use whatever is in the bag! Just lemme see it!”

Ben and Roger both give each other a smirking glance before he slowly hands you the bag. You hurriedly take out the red wrapping paper inside and slowly pull out your gift.

“Um… Panties?” you ask, holding them in front of you.

It’s a black thong with lace all over. It looked like a normal sexy pair of panties you would usually wear for the boys, except for one part. You glide your fingers over the fabric that covers your crotch and you look confused.

“What’s this?” you ask.

A black plastic piece covers the crotch area. It’s soft yet firm and you shake your head looking up to Roger and Ben. They’re both smiling at your reaction.

“You’ve never seen a pair of vibrating panties before?” asks Ben.

Your eyes open wide as you look back to them.

“You got me vibrating panties!?”

“Yes, and you promised you would use them tonight.” says Rog, raising a brow.

“Wait, but-”

“No, no.” says Rog, shaking his head.

“You promised.” says Ben, in a stern tone.

You take in a deep breath and make a pouting face.

“How do they even work?” you ask.

“Well you see, obviously this piece is what vibrates. And this,” says Ben, reaching into his pocket. “Is what turns it on.”

He pulls out a tiny black remote control. He presses the on button and sets the speed. The panties begin to vibrate and you flinch your arm, shocked. It was a strong sensation and you were surprised. Roger walks up next to you and kisses your neck.

“Lie on the bed.” he whispers.

You look to him and shake your head as butterflies fill your stomach.

“You can’t possibly think I’m wearing these to Ben’s dinner par-”

“Bed. Now.” he says, his voice almost growling.

Something deep in your stomach flip flops at the look in Roger’s eyes. You bite your lip and slowly walk over the bed and lie down just like he said.

“Good girl.” he says, walking up to you.

 He runs his hands up your legs and slowly hitches your dress up. His fingers loop in the band on your underwear and slowly peels them off. The cold air against your now wet core makes you shiver. Roger notices and smirks. He spreads your legs open as you look over to watch Ben as he stares intensely at the two of you. He’s biting his lip and you can tell how badly he wants to palm himself right now. 

Roger slowly runs a finger between your slick folds and you let out a slight moan. He smirks and brings his finger to his mouth to taste you. Your eyes are wide at his actions. You close your legs and squeeze them to give yourself some kind of friction.

“Here,” he says, bringing the new pair of underwear to your ankles and slowly pulling them up. You lift your hips up to allow them to cover your bum.

“No matter what, you can’t take those off tonight.” says Ben, his voice deeper than usual. You can practically see the arousal in his eyes.

Roger pulls down your dress as you sit up. He leans forward to kiss you and helps you stand. You situate yourself and awkwardly move your hips at the weird sensation between your legs. You waited for a moment trying to get use to the feeling of it. The boys watched as you moved around. The odd feeling started to wear off and you look up to them.

“Shall we try it? Make sure it works?” asks Ben, smirking.

But before you could protest, he holds up the remote and clicks a button. The panties begin buzzing and you can feel everything. Your eyes squeeze close, as do your legs. Your knees almost give out as you grab the bed for support.

“Shit!” you harshly whisper.

You grip the sheets and let out a quiet whimper. Ben and Roger both chuckle as they watch you become a withering mess in front of them. The vibration hit everything perfectly and the feeling was amazing. All of a sudden, Ben clicks the button again and the buzzing stops. You stand up and catch your breath, bringing your hand between your legs.

“This will be fun.” says Roger, not taking his eyes off of you.

“Shall we head out now?” asks Ben, smiling.

You look up to them and frown. They both walk up to you and kiss your temple. Roger walks away, but not before slapping your butt harshly. You squeal as they walk out into the living room. You take in a deep breath and walk over to look at yourself once more in the mirror, glancing down at your now throbbing core.

Tonight will be interesting.