#third party

notes: i was bored af so i imagined lion in these fucked up situations. that's all.

Third Party!Lion who couldn't help but fall in love with his sister-in-law no matter how hard he tried.

Third Party!Lion who remembered everything you ever said you liked.

Third Party!Lion who hated the way Stan talked about you.

Third Party!Lion who paled every time a Stan treated you badly in front of him.

Third Party!Lion who made you cry the first time you kissed because of how guilty you felt.

Third Party!Lion who always fucked you like a starving man who had been deprived of it for a long time, having little experience with girls while you fucked him like you'd never come in your life

Third Party!Lion who made you realize that an orgasm wasn't something very difficult to achieve when you hadn't come in a very long time even though you were having sex frequently with his brother.

Third Party!Lion who now endures Stan's humiliations with more patience, since he knows something his brother doesn't.

Third Party!Lion who can't help but look at you and smile while sitting in the living room with you and Stan after his brother mocked him for being a loser with girls.

Third Party!Lion who is pleased to discovers that, according to Stan, you were never a very affectionate girl when you can't tear yourself away from him when you're alone.

Third Party!Lion who is fed up with his brother's humiliations, sometimes blurs the line between his love for you and his desire to get a little revenge on Stan.

Third Party!Lion who when he doesn't give a shit about anything anymore, starts behaving more shamelessly towards you.

Third Party!Lion who casually walks behind you and touches your ass before continuing on his way when Stan's back isn't looking.

Third Party!Lion who saw you drop a glass on the floor, breaking it into a thousand pieces "unintentionally," the time Stan asked him if he still liked that blonde girl from the gym.

Third Party!Lion who after a private jealous outburst, confronted you and told you that you couldn't complain since you were cheating on his brother with him.

Third Party!Lion who almost chokes on his food when Stan confesses to him that he wants to propose to you.

Third Party!Lion who provokes you by putting his hand on your thigh under the table every time the three of you go to dinner together.

Third Party!Lion who sneaks off with you to any room at some friend's party, while Stan looks for you everywhere.

Third Party!Lion who fantasizes about leaving marks on your neck for Stan to find (you forbade it)

Third Party!Lion who got terribly upset when one of your friends saw a hickey on your neck and started teasing you about Stan when he was the real accidental author of that mark.

Third Party!Lion who oscillates between love and hate towards his brother.

Third Party!Lion who when he gets fed up with his brother, insists on fucking you in the bed you share with Stan to alleviate his anger.

Third Party!Lion who feels immense guilt every time Stan motivates him to fight by telling him how special he is.

Third Party!Lion who feels less guilt about being in love with you when Stan turns around to look at the butts of every girl he passes when he's walking with him.

Third Party!Lion who always hopes that one day you'll break up with Stan.

Third Party!Lion who sends you a spicy text while watching you open it carefully so Stan doesn't see.

Third Party!Lion whose face lit up when a random person told him that you two made a cute couple.

Third Party!Lion who more than once has been on the verge of opening his mouth every time Stan pushed him to the limit.

Third Party!Lion who internally hates feeling Stan's cheap perfume on you.

Third Party!Lion who knew he wasn't the one to judge who deserved whom, couldn't help but constantly think that Stan didn't deserve you, but that he did.

Third Party!Lion who is your friend with benefits and without the benefit to always have you.

Third Party!Lion who stole kisses from you when Stan went to get something from the next room.

Third Party!Lion who never understood what you saw in Stan.

Third Party!Lion who lives cursing fate for not having met you first (not that it would have prevented him from doing anything)

Third Party!Lion who takes cute pictures of you two with his phone because you can't have them on yours.

Third Party!Lion who gives you a better birthday present than Stan.

Third Party!Lion who would die to escape with you to any part of the world.

Third Party!Lion who wants to correct Stan every time he says something wrong about you that he knows better, but keeps his mouth shut.

Third Party!Lion who tells you he loves you with his lips without making a sound every time you meet his gaze across the room while no one else is watching.

Third Party!Lion who suffers every time he has to leave because he hates having to leave you with Stan.

Third Party!Lion who loves everything about you, says Stan you should change.

Third Party!Lion who drowns all his frustration at having to share you, by hitting the punching bag until his hands tremble.

Third Party!Lion who while fucking you asks you things like "can he make you feel like this?" or saying things like "he doesn't know how you like it"

Third Party!Lion who would never make you choose, even though he'd die inside if you chose him.

Third Party!Lion who hates it when you tell him he deserves someone better than you.

Third Party!Lion who eats your pussy all night when Stan says doing that is disgusting.

Third Party!Lion who loves having something of yours in his apartment, no matter how small (let's pretend he can afford an apartment for himself instead of sharing one with Stan).

Third Party!Lion who fucks you hard so that the next day Stan asks you why the hell you can't sit properly.

Third Party!Lion who tries to hide his smile when you accidentally mistake Stan's name for his own.

Third Party!Lion who dreams of being a father and cried when you had a pregnancy scare, imagining that maybe it could be his baby.

Third Party!Lion who pretends that it doesn't hurt him enormously to carry weight of the fact that the love of his life is dating his brother.

Third Party!Lion who always has to patiently wait for his piece of you.

What happens when you realize you have another cuntboy who loves your true-self so end up with him and manage to ignore your bratty first love?

Top!male reader, threesome(not really), SMUT, nsfw cuntboys characters, breasts sucking, eating pussy out, multiple climax.

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You shove Eddie harder, fingers twisting deep in his sloppy asshole until he yelps, but you don't let up on pounding James's tight jiggling ass, your cock stretching his plump cheeks with every brutal snap. Eddie's jealous whines grate on you, his needy eyes flicking between your thrusting hips and James' blissed-out face. 'Enough, slut,' you growl, yanking your fingers out with a wet pop, slick dripping from his gaped hole. "Get the fuck out before I make you watch me breed him all night." He sobs, cunt clenching on nothing, but you grab his arm and haul him toward the door, naked and trembling. 'No! Please! You loved me, right?I love you now!" he begs, but you shove him into the hall and throw his clothes at him, "Too late, I don't love you anymore. we're nothing now. WE. ARE. DONE." slamming the door on his pathetic cries. Lock clicks, and peace hits—James panting on the bed, his perfect body flushed and spent, cum leaking from his fucked-out holes.

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You don't know how things ended up but you are now dropped to your knees before him, eyes locked on his dripping cum-filled cunt, your seed mixed with his juices glistening on those plump pussy lips. He's sitting naked on the edge of the bed, legs parted just enough to tease, heavy milky breasts heaving with each breath. Glancing up at him with mock adoration, you rub your cheek against his thick thigh, feeling the soft jiggle and warmth. "Why the hell did you touch him when you're fucking me?!" James pouts, voice laced with that shy jealousy, but his cunt twitches visibly, more slick oozing out.

"I didn't mean to... please don't be mad, darling~" you murmur, nuzzling closer, inhaling the musky scent of sex and milk. Your tongue flicks out, tracing the edge of his swollen folds, tasting the salty mix of your cum and his arousal. James huffs, trying to play stern, "I'm still mad and don't expect me to be all calm bac—ngh!" His words cut off in a sharp gasp as you grip his thighs, spreading them wider, and dive in, tongue plunging into his cum-stuffed pussy. You lap eagerly, slurping the creamy mess, sucking your own load back out while your nose grinds against his throbbing clit.

"Mmh... sure. Then I won't stop eating out your pussy until you're not mad anymore," you mumble against his slick heat, vibrations making him buck. He moans loudly, hand flying to cover his mouth, muffling the desperate sounds as his walls flutter around your probing tongue. 'Ah! S-Stop it, you idiot! F-Fine! I'm not mad anymore. Stop before I—Nghhh!' His grip tightens in your hair, yanking you closer as his body convulses, cunt gushing fresh cum into your mouth. You drink it all, swallowing greedily, tongue swirling to scoop every drop before pulling back slightly, licking your lips with a smirk. "Really? Then, what's my prize?"

"Prize?" His face turns beet red as he know what you want, eyes darting away as he bites his lip, thighs quivering. He spreads his legs wider, the motion deliberate and shy, then cups his heavy breasts, lifting them like an offering, milk beading at the stiff nipples. "You could... s-suck my tits while you fuck me." The words tumble out in a whisper, bold but blushing, his juicy cunt clenching visibly at the thought.

You rise fast, cock throbbing hard again, and push him back onto the bed, positioning between his spread thighs. "Good boy," you grunt, lining up your thick dick at his dripping entrance and slamming in balls-deep in one thrust. His pussy swallows you whole, walls still spasming from his orgasm, milking your shaft like a vice. You lean down, mouth latching onto one perfect milky breast, sucking hard on the nipple, drawing out sweet milk that floods your tongue. He arches, crying out, 'A-AHH! Slow down, idiot! Be gentl- Nghh! I JUST CUM TWICE! AHH!'

But you don't slow—hips pistoning relentlessly, cock pounding his plump cunt with raw hunger, balls slapping his jiggling ass. Your teeth graze the sensitive bud, biting down possessively, making him scream as milk squirts into your mouth. You switch to the other breast, sucking and biting harder, hands pinning his wrists above his head to dominate every inch. His body writhes under you, pussy squirting slick around your thrusting cock, orgasms ripping through him one after another—first from the brutal fucks, then from the possessive assault on his tits. "Fuck... too much... cumming again!" he wails, walls clamping down, but you keep railing him, grunting as his heat pulls you deeper.

You feel your own release building, but hold off, savoring how he breaks—shy James turning into a desperate, submissive mess, begging incoherently between moans. "Ngh! Please... yours... Ah! -ha! bite harder..." His heavy breasts bounce with each slam, milk leaking down his sides, mixing with sweat and cum. Finally, you can't hold it, roaring as you flood his pussy again, hot ropes painting his insides while your mouth claims another bite on his nipple, drawing out his fourth climax. He trembles violently, cunt overflowing, but you stay buried, grinding slow now, whispering taunts about how Eddie could never make you cum like this.

As his breaths even out, you pull back slightly, cock still twitching inside him, eyes meeting his flushed gaze. The door rattles faintly—Eddie probably lurking outside—but you ignore it, focusing on James's shy smile, the way his thighs lock around you, silently begging for more rounds. Tension simmers, knowing Eddie's jealousy will explode soon, but for now, this perfect cunt is all yours to ruin further.

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Edit: if you think I’m actually going to commit mass murder you’re a fucking moron. Look up at emotion called anger. So much for this being the ‘kill yourself’ website

What is it?

When people talk about a third party (also known as a 3P) in regards to manifestation, they’re referring to a situation (typically involving an SP) where someone (the third party) is posing as a road block. For instance, your romantic interest is already dating someone else, or your boss is promoting someone else for the job you want. That person — or possibly multiple people — getting in the way is the 3P.

How does it get there?

That 3P is there because it’s something you expected to be there and subconsciously manifested. For instance, if you think the man you like is a total hottie and tell yourself, “oh he’d never date me. He only dates hot blond girls,” then that 3P can develop.

Can I make them go away?

Of course you can! It can be as serious as someone being married, someone already being in the position you want, etc. It doesn’t matter. A 3P can be easily taken away without doing anything insane or hurtful (no cheating, no homewrecking, no anger, no disrespect involved). Why? Because everyone is you pushed out.