Pairing : Mo Chara & Móglaí Bap x fem! reader (no use of Y/N) (Moglara implied)
Warnings : drug use
Word Count/read time : <1k / 3 minute read time approx
a/n : I literally never know which names to use for them? What they gotta have 2 names each for?
You wake and immediately know something's wrong. There's no sound that tips you off, no change in temperature, light or smell that brings you round, just an instinctive feeling from somewhere deep in your gut that something wasn't right.
You stretched out your hand to your left side, feeling as the mattress dipped down slightly before your finger tips brushed against Mogali's bicep, his skin hot to the touch as he snored softly. You curled your fingers around him and squeezed gently.
"Neesh," you whispered, giving him a soft shove.
"Wha?" he grunted, lifting his other arm and wrapping his hand around yours.
"Where is he?" you asked.
Naoise groaned shifting onto his side so he could look at you, his eyes soft with sleep.
"He'll be watching telly," he replied, bringing your hand up and kissing your knuckles.
"Go and get him," you insisted "he should be sleeping,".
"You know wha' he's like," Naoise replied, his eyes closing again, his breath warm on the back of your hand.
"Please?".
Naoise groaned, knowing you weren't about to let it go and he wasn't going to get back to sleep until he'd done what you'd asked. He took a deep breath before sitting up, bushing his lips over your knuckles again before swinging his legs out of bed and standing. He had been sleeping naked as always and you enjoyed the bounce of his arse cheeks as he stood, his feet heavy on the floor.
The floor was cold on his bare feet but the chill in the air was welcome on his skin, he always woke up overheated and slightly clammy. He stumbled a little as he slipped out of the bedroom door and down the hallway to the living room, although the door was shut there was a slice of blue hued light around the edges of the door.
Naoise pushed the door open and saw exactly what he expected to see. The TV was playing silently, the images reflected in Liam's glassy and distant eyes.
"Hey," Naoise greeted, keeping his voice soft so he didn't startle the other man. On the coffee table were the ends of several blunts in the ash tray and a couple of empty cans of beer.
"Did I wake ya?" Liam replied, his eyes slipping from the TV screen to Naoise.
Naoise just shook his head.
"C'me to bed, ya eejit,".
"Can't sleep," Liam replied with a shake of his head.
"You didn't even try," Naoise quipped, his eyes narrowing.
He had been awake when Liam had first come to bed hours ago, it had been just after midnight and Naoise had been aware of the other man's weight on the bed, the sounds of him tossing and turning and sighing and finally, Liam giving up trying to sleep and getting back out of bed. You'd been able to sleep through it but Naoise suspected that was something to do with the edible you'd taken before bed.
"I did," Liam spat back, the look on his face incredulous.
"C'me on," Naoise repeated, "I can't go back on my own, she'll not have it,".
Liam laughed softly before turning the TV off and standing, he stretched his arms over his head, the joints at his elbows and shoulders cracking as he yawned. With his hands still above his head he pulled his t-shirt off and left it on the sofa, that could be tomorrow's problem. He walked toward his friend in the doorway, letting himself slump against Naoises body, feeling his arm slip around Naoises waist as the two of them walked back toward the bedroom.
You watched from your spot in the middle of the bed as the two of them returned to the bedroom, Liam was slipping out of his black joggers as he came to the right side of the bed and pulled back the covers.
"Sorry I woke you, love," he said softly, slipping under the sheets next to you.
"Is 'kay," you murmured, feeling the bed dip the other side as Naoise also joined you.
"You know what I'm like," Liam whispered, as he brought his body flush against yours before slipping one hand up the t-shirt you'd been wearing to sleep in.His warm palm found your breast and he squeezed softly before kissing the soft spot behind your ear that he knew drove you crazy and making you moan softly.
"Go to sleep the pair of yous," Naoise grumbled, turning on his side and pulling the duvet up to his chin.
You made a soft sound low in your throat and turned toward him, curving your body along his back and slipping your arm over his waist and resting your hand on his chest. You rubbed your cheek on his shoulder like a cat marking their territory. Liam had followed you as you turned and the three of you were curled together like spoons.
You could feel Naoises chest rising and falling as he breathed deeply, quickly falling back to sleep, the skin under your palm heating up as he almost immediately warmed up. You listened to Liam's breathing behind you, at first you could tell he was still awake but has his grip on your breast loosened and the sound of his breathing deepened you knew he was finally asleep as well.
You smiled to yourself, finally the feeling of something being wrong was gone, you were safe, loved and surrounded by the two people you loved the most.
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mo Chara in a sorta moglara kelpie au‼️‼️creds to @pixiieezstraw’s siren au for planting this idea in my little corkonian horseboy brain🙏
This isn’t rlly like traditional kelpies I suppose given that they can turn into humans like in Wolfwalkers (which I watched while drawing this for the 50th time) but shhh…..
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Warnings : mention(s) of sexual contact, light bondage, orgasm denial & smoking
a/n: sorry this took so long December is fckng murder on me
➿As the three of you share the one bed there is always at least one fan on for keeping the room cool, otherwise the three of you would have constant heatstroke as both boys run hot, Móglaí especially
➿ Whoever is up first makes everyone else a cup of tea and rolls the first cigarettes of the day, usually it's Mo Chara up first and you all agree he does make the best tea
➿ When they're off on tour they both leave you a t-shirt of theirs for relaxing in or sleeping in or sending spicy pictures, or all three
➿ They put on spa evenings at home for you, treatments at their spa include (but are not limited to) foot rubs, back massages, nail painting and pussy eating
➿ Absolutely chaotic WhatsApps group, occasionally it gets used for planning dinner or checking where everyone is but the rest of the time it's Mo Chara and Móglaí sending you photos of themselves in silly poses or various states of undress
➿ You very rarely argue, but when you do it's explosive, it gets loud and gets down right nasty, but the three of your always make up, and that's usually a tearful experience with lots of kisses and cuddles
➿ The three of you wear matching friendship bracelets with each others initials on them
➿ They both enjoy a bit of light bondage, however, Mo Chara likes to tie you up where as Móglaí wants to be tired up (ask me for more details)
➿ Sloppy make out sessions on the sofa, getting your head turned back and forth between the two of them while their hands roam over your body, Móglaí is the most impatient when it's Mo Chara’s turn for kisses and he makes little annoyed noises
➿ They sleep naked, you sleep in their t-shirts, during the day Móglaí almost never wears a shirt with his joggers where as Mo Chara opts for a matching track suit, style king that he is
➿ You never pay for a single thing of you're out with one or both of them, if you see something you like they're going to get it for you, they especially like buying you new underwear that you model or them later
➿ If you're not a confident gaeilge speaker they'll help you get better, they slow down when they speak to each other so you can understand them and they play games where they'll pretend to not understand what you're asking for in English so you're forced to work it out on gaeilge, this is all fun and games until they're not letting you cum until you ask in Irish
➿ They're constantly singing with each other, their own songs, traditional songs, rebel songs, any song stuck in their heads, most days you'll overhear them having a little sing along together
➿Triple spooning with taking turns on who gets to be in the middle
➿Toxic masculine who? Not your boys. Toxic masculinity where? Absolutely not your house, those boys cry, they talk about their feelings and they give you the space to do the same, it's just all so fucking healthy
