#jamesrhodeyxreader

"That's it babydoll." Nick groaned, the two of you finishing together. You collapsed against his firm chest for a moment, before James carefully helped you off of him, carrying you to the bathroom. 

Sam had already filled a bathtub with warm water, a lilac and honey syrup in the bottom, making the bubbles have an almost silvery-yellow look if that were possible. There were small candles of jasmine littering the bathtub edges and corners. 

You smiled at Sam, tucking your head into James warmth more. James chuckled before lowering you into the water. You sighed in content as you felt the silky water and honey syrup wash over your skin. Sam climbed into the bath with you, grabbing the green loofa that was on the hook attached to the wall. 

"What do you want to eat?" James asked softly, brushing your hair back from your face, tucking the strand behind your ear. 

"Marshmallows." You said happily, splashing the water a little in your blissed out state. 

Sam chuckled but there was the sound of a clucking tongue in the doorway. Nick leaned against the doorway, still undressed except for the boxers he'd pulled on. "You need real food babydoll. I'll go get you something." He moved away and walked out of the room. 

You whimpered, tears in your eyes now. "He won't get me marshmallows." You tucked your face into Sam's neck, who let out a sound of affection. 

"It's okay sugar." Sam murmured. "You'll get your marshmallows, I promise. But Fury is right, you're going to have to eat some real food first before you get dessert." 

"Dessert." You repeated, before moving your hand to Sam's cock, starting to stroke him. Sam smiled gently, looking at you like you were the cutest thing he'd ever seen, but took your hands gently into his. 

"A different dessert sugar." Sam said, before starting to wash you with the loofa. "James, you want to put the music on?" 

James nodded, getting up and walking over to the console. Your shower playlist came on, 7 rings by Ariana Grande playing softly through the speakers. You started to sing along softly under your breath. 

Rather be tied up with calls and not strings Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah (yeah)

Sam chuckled, running the water over your hair now, softly washing your hair with the hand held shower nozzle. You pressed your lips and eyes together tightly. You felt another pair of hands join in, knowing James was helping you as well. 

Once they were done, James refilled the bath with warmer water, which you and Sam soaked in. 

Shoot, go from the store to the booth Make it all back in one loop, give me the loot Never mind, I got the juice Nothing but net when we shoot

You pretended to shoot a basketball and both of the men who were watching you grinned, loving you all that much more. You were so adorable when you were in your subspace, they loved it. They loved you. 

"Alright sweetheart, I hear Nick is back with the food." James said, moving over and grabbing a thick fluffy robe in a pale pink colour. Sam helped you out of the bath, wrapping you in the robe while grabbing himself a towel. 

"Here babydoll." Nick said, showing you the tray that you'd set up. You bounced on the bed, taking the steak and ate it happily. 

"Thank you Nick." You said happily. 

"You're welcome." He said, coming over with a small bowl. "And here, is your dessert." 

"MARSHMALLOWS!" You shouted, taking it and giggling, before popping one of the fluffy white cubes into your mouth.