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So this TRR Appreciation Week, instead of focusing on Stacie (my MC) and Liam (her LI), I would like her wonderful besties Maxwell, Wiggles and Hana to take the spotlight! š¦š¶šø
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Theyāre just the most loveable characters ever created by Pixelberry and TRR wonāt be complete without them.Ā šāØšš¼Ā
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Itās still Thirsty Thursday here, but it might be Frisky Friday for some of you... but here, at least... is the Drake x Jaela x Liam NSFW Alphabet. Iām warning you now: this is pure FILTH and it you donāt have nsfw or long post blocked and donāt wish to see this, please do so. Jaelaās just living the best life in this world, yāall.
Pairing: Drake x Jaela x Liam / Drake x Liam (yep, I went there)
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Language; Pure fucking smut after the cut; most turned into mini-drabbles, but I donāt think youāll mind.
Word Count: ... 5, 539. This is why itās taken so damn long. Settle in.
** Adding tagging @boneandfur and @decisso for TRR Appreciation week since the tags are being wonky!
A= Aftercare (What theyāre like after sex)
Sheād never tell either of them, but Liamās definitely the better cuddler and draws a bath for her, even if itās 2am and theyāre just ready to pass out in each others arms. Though, thereās something about Drake and the way he whispers in her ear the moments after he comes that leaves her breathless, craving for more, even if he falls asleep shortly after, Jaela curled against his side after cleaning up.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partnerās)
Liam and Drake both love their dicksāboth because of that face Jaela makes when she comes, and she can say the same for them. āHow the fuck did I get so lucky?ā
āBecause,ā Liam says, tilting her chin up, smirking and wiping her lips with his thumb while Drakeās nails drag along her back, Jaela shuddering as he pounds into her. āYou learned how to share.ā
To say that she didnāt have any idea of what would happen the first time they all slept together would be a lie. She knew sheād be treated like a goddess, and that she was. Drake loves her ass, and it all started after one night of too much whiskey and wine, Jaela on Drakeās lap, rough hands squeezing it, trailing soft kisses on his second favorite part of her, her neck. Something about how she throws her head back when she laughs, or when him⦠or Liam⦠kiss her there.
Liam wasnāt exactly jealous, watching Drake and Jaela on the chair next to the bonfire, the light bouncing off the Washington woodsāand their bodiesāperfectly. But⦠he downed the last of his whiskey. Her tits looks amazing in that shirt, one button undone enough to flash that black lacy bra he loved, too. And he was drunk. Soā¦, why shouldnāt he give it a shot? Turns out, the moment he touched her chest, fingers grazing over her stiff nipple, that was enough for her to pull him into a kissāonly for a momentābefore looking between the two of them, all three of their eyes alight with something⦠new.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basicallyā¦)
Coming in their mouth when they eat her out, or when she rides their face, is her absolute favorite way to come. Thereās so much power in how Drake or Liam hold her closer, murmuring how great she tastes, tasting herself on their tongue shortly after. Ā
The boys, of course, have a favorite place to cumāand then their seconds. Naturally, coming in her is preferable, condom until they all aptly handled the matter of birth controlāespecially after that one timeābut they both have their second favorites, in case they canāt, at least, not at first. Liam loves coming on her tits, and Drake in her mouth, both always locking eyes with her when they do.
But she fucking loves it when they come at nearly the same time, in or on her. And Drake and Liam do too.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Maybe that first threesomeāoh god she still gets warm thinking about itāwasnāt exactly spontaneous. āAbdi⦠can I tell you something?ā he whispers, finger tracing circles on her arm, naked bodies intertwined on their bed.
āOf course,ā Jaela replies, smiling up at him, pushing aside hair from his forehead. Outside, thereās a distant howl, moonlight peeking through the tall pines. He shifts, taking a deep breath. Jaela props herself up, eyebrows furrowing. āYou know you can tell me anything, Drake. Remember, thatās one of our rules: honesty.ā
He nods, clicking his tongue. āWell⦠okay. I⦠I might have gotten off to hearing you and Liam⦠more than once.ā A beat. āAnd it took so much willpower not join you two.ā
Her eyes widenābut only for a moment, lips curling into a grin. āYou know⦠I wouldnāt have minded.ā Drake nearly sputters, pulling her back to him.
āWhat?!ā
Jaela nods, hand trailing down his chest. Like her and Liam havenāt thought it? Like she hasnāt wanted it since well⦠since they got used to this? āGet a little whiskey into Liam, and get him to watch us, and I can bet weāll make that happen. Tomorrow?ā Drake can only nod, kissing her and rolling on top of her in response, ready for round two.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what theyāre doing?)
Being a former Prince and King had its perks, and thus, Liam extremely experienced with women. Drake is too, reaping more than just a place to live, by being the Princeās best friend. They competed for and shared womenāseparatelyāuntil Jaela came around, stealing their hearts and bodies with just a look. And they make sure she knows all of their tricks⦠yet still manage to have something up their sleeve.
Jaela too, had her fair share of men. Some hookups, and a handful of relationships that never went anywhere in New York. Though, being poly was a new thing for her, even though Drake and Liam eased her into it. Hell, threesomes were new for her and not for them⦠though, Drake and Liam laughed that of the threesomes they had, it was surprising that they werenāt involved in one together back in Cordonia⦠and both wondered why they hadnāt before, gazes lingering on each the first time they touched.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)
She loves riding them, Liam or Drake holding her close and whispering sweetāor dirty as all hell--- nothings into her ear. But god she loves it when they take control and push her against a wall, bend her over, or just pin her down, sometimes looking up at both of them, grinning until one kisses her and the other lowers his mouth to her body, fire kisses heading down to her hips, legs on their shoulders before he dives in.
Liam, surprise surprise, loves being dominant with any position that allows him the control, controlling Jaela or Drakeās pleasureāin a sense, he loses all control when he comes, hips meeting theirs, lips on each others names but yet, he feels like the King he was, seeing how they writhe under his touch. Though, he doesnāt mind being the one under their control, their spell, really, but it has its time and place.
āJaela, my Queen, I love youā¦ā
āHmm⦠but youāre no Kingā¦ā She giggles, nipping his ear, rolling her hips, Liam gripping them tight, eyes flashing, more heat pooling in her stomach. Oh, that look. How far could she go? āJust a commoāā And in a flash, Liam pins her on the bed, holding her wrists time.
āI think I should tie you up for such blasphemy.ā
āWhatever punishment fits the bill⦠my King.ā
Drake, on the other hand, doesnāt mind being submissive to Jaela or Liamās whims (course, theyāre left with plenty of love marks when heās in control) and loves looking into her eyes and holding Jaela close, whether if sheās on top or not. Itās also fucking hot looking into Liamās eyes, too, when they three of them fuck, one behind Jaela and the other in front. Or, well, when sheās away and he and Liam are both a little drunk, or not, thereās something about getting lost in his eyes, too.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
After everything theyāve been through, and while thereās so much laughter and joy after they have sex, all three are serious in bed. Thereās some goofiness, like the first threesome, all three getting used to each others motions as one, but the order of goofinessāor seriousness, goes as this, is determined around breakfast one snowy morning after a night of lovemaking, first her and Liam⦠but Drake joined in when he got home from work.
āI canāt believe you laughed when I nearly tripped trying to get to you, Abdi.ā Jaela snickers, buttering her toast. It was a sight, Drake barely able to contain himself once he came in the room, Liamās nod a signal for him to joināif the Statue of Liberty key chain turned outward on their door wasnāt signal enoughāalmost falling out of his pants.
āSo? It was funny!ā
āTo be fair, Jaela,ā Liam says, shaking his protein shake, eyebrow raised. āWe were, moments before, quite seriousāyou had tears, dear.ā Jaela rolls her eyes.
āYeah, yeah⦠okay, I like to laugh here and there, you sometimes, do, Liam, and Drakeā¦ā Jaela and Liam both set their sights on him and he flushes, shifting in the chair.
āUhā¦ā
āGoes without saying, you serious marshmallow,ā Jaela snickers, leaning over and kissing his cheek.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Liamās well-groomed if not nearly bare, fucking loving feeling all of Jaela or how her mouth feels on him. Drakeās groomed, but sometimes if heās busy, heāll forget and be a natural, not that Jaelaāor Liamāminds either way. They just love him for him. Jaela mixes it up, honestly, because she busy too but their faces when she is bare always makes her nightāand always means sheās about to get no sleep, whether with one or both. Ā
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspectā¦)
Even in the roughest of nights, thereās always an element of intimacy that starts in the living roomāor out in the woods, or well, anywhere really. The small touches, the kisses that begin at the mouth and wander without a hurryā¦. The in the moment, holding each other tight no matter what, making the other feel loved.
Jaela, once more, wouldnāt say this to the other, but Drake has a certain form of intimacy that takes her breath away, how he looks at her. Was it because she was gone with Liam, vanished without a trace, until she contacted him? Or something else? Thinking heās second best, even when, finally, theyāre both equal in her eyes?
Thatās not to say Liam isnāt intimate, god he is, by the way he moves and takes control. How he caresses a jaw as he thrusts from behind, fingers winding into hair and pullingābut never with enough force to hurt. Just enough to remind them whoās is in charge.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Drake was ashamed, at first, when he did get off to Liam and Jaelaās sounds of lovemaking. Not his fault the first he listened in, they nearly knocked over a chair in the kitchen before retreating to their room and he had to investigate and⦠well, it was hot, hearing the woman he shares making those sounds.
As much as Liam loves being teased by Jaela, he (or Drake, of course, one of them, ideally) just wants to be the one making her feel like that. Not that he doesnāt mind catching her, pulling her into a kiss, kissing her fingers, or anything butā¦.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Jaela didnāt call him King Kinky for nothing, when they were in Cordonia. Or out of it, for that matter. Liam and Jaela racked up quite a few kinks: public and outdoor sex for starters, then temperature roleplaying, light bondage⦠to name a few. Drake never told them that it hurt him, before they found the happy balance they needed, to see the ropes and ties still around their bedposts. Part of the sacrifice, he guessed.
Little did he know heād be happy to see those months later, and even happier to be tied up with them. First, Jaela taking controlābefore that breath of temptation spilling over into reality. āFuck, Jaelaāā
āDid I say you could talk?ā She purrs, sliding a finger across his lips, pupils dilated as she rides him, nails digging into his chest. Drake gulps and shakes his head, hickies on his neck. She smirks, rising off of him. He opens his mouth in protest, straining against the silk tie, but is silenced, Jaela moving and riding his face, her pussy tasting so fucking good. āThatās better,ā she says, gripping his hair and shutting her eyes.
Of course, the best thrill for Liam comes when he has control of them both, both submitting to him and his whims. Heās big into edging, watching them soar to the highest of highsābut not getting that release until he lets them, whether from him or with each other, so long as he can see when heās dominate. Sometimes, theyāre tied next to each other, sneaking glances, fingertips brushing as he kisses up Jaelaās body, but not leaving Drake without something to moan about, both begging for more. Ā
Though, working with Drake at the most intimate level⦠that was a thrill all on its own, both working to deny, but only to bring Jaela the greatest of pleasures. āPlease, Drakeāā
āDrake,ā Liam says, and Drake looks up from his assigned task: eating her out. Liam squeezes her breasts, kissing her neck. āRemember what I told her about begging?ā He nods, removing his mouth, standing up but letting his hand fall between her thighs.
Jaela throws her head back in frustration, groaning. āButāā
Liam tightens the silk around her wrists behind her back and pinches a nipple, eyes locking with Drake, both dark with desire, smirks on their lips. Drake steps back from the edge of the bed. āNo buts. Knees, now.ā
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Liam and Jaela? Oh god, anywhere and everywhere, really. He canāt pick a favorite, because the high of the thrillāeven if theyāre in the bedāblocks out everything but his and her pleasure, bodies locked together, smiles on their lips and each other. Thatās all that matters. Though, in Miami with her, it was fucking hot to do it on their balcony, ocean spread out all before them, the people dots below.
Drakeās a simply guy, and he just loves picking Jaela up, legs straddled around him, and carrying her right to the bed to make love to her, pressing her against the mattress, sheets tangled up between them. Though, outside has a special place in his heart, hands over hers as she braced against the tree, pine and spring and dirt and her scent filling his nostrils and sending him into overdrive, birds flying away from the noise.
Drake and Liam are weak in the knees for their shower, but they think Jaela doesnāt know. She got off work early, letting down her hair, ready for a shower. āDrake? Liam?ā she called, rubbing her eyes. The house was quiet, no surprise at this time of night (and god, sheād kill them if they let the kids stay up late again), except for the shower. Liamās bed was empty, and so was Drakeās. She paused, glancing around the hallway. Not like their house was small, nor was it big⦠but where the hell were they?
She approached the master bathāmaybe one was taking one in the guest bathroom, too? Hand on the handle, she paused, as new sound breaking through the sound of water. Moans. Loud ones, too. Then, a tumbling of a shampoo bottleāfollowed by Drakeās and Liamās all too familiar, groans when they came. Jaela smirked, eyebrows raised. So thatās how come her bottles were always out of order.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Honestly, the better question is what doesnāt get them going.
No, seriously.
N = NO (Something they wouldnāt do, turn offs)
The skyās the limit, and theyāll indulge each others fantasies either one on one, or if they all agree to it, but they have a few NOās: sadomasochism, anything that draws blood, whipping, and jealously. Thatās the biggest one: no jealously. If those feelings arise⦠then they work it out, however they can.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Jaelaās a spoiled woman. And she canāt wipe the smirk off of her face at the stupid PTO meetings, thinking that a half hour before Liam went down on her right after she put the brownies into tubberware⦠and it was her night with Drake tonight. āJaela, whatās your recipe for the brownies again?ā
āOh uh⦠you know, the usual things?ā
And sheās pulled out of her head again, back to the politics of school and drama and avoiding the pointed looks of too many Mary-Sueās in this small town thinking it was a little odd that Drake was living with them a single man⦠and that one of her three definitely has his nose, but she never addressed that.
As for Jaela, well, sheās more than willing to drop to her knees at anytime, but they always beat her out for the gift of receiving. Drake, generally, prefers to give and just wants to bury his cock in her, usually, even if he does love coming in her mouthā¦. Liam is more of a giver, liking to wake her up in the morning with his head between her thighs, but he fucking loves her blowjobs. Liam and Jaela both find it sexy when heās commanding, hand gripping the back of her hair while she takes all of him in, looking up and never breaking eye contact until he comes, Jaela smirking as his eyes flutter, head rolling back, and letting out that moan she loves so much.
Commanding Liam is gone and replaced with the tender one, asking if that was too much. Jaela wipes her lips and he shudders, holding her close. āItās never too much, Liam,ā she whispers. āI love it,ā she pauses, tracing his jaw, eyes brightening. āThough⦠I would like to try something⦠if Drake agrees.ā
Liam raises his eyebrow, matching her expression. āPray tell, love.ā
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Theyāve gotten their times nailed down to an art form, really. Working around the kidās schedules is one thing, combined with their different work schedules, but theyāre masters of knowing how long things are going to take, depending, of course.
Public is always quick, even if Liam wants it to go on longer. Drake can stay out in the woods for an hour with Jaela. Jaela pretends to not notice their long, ahem, separate showers. But the threesomes? Well, thatās setting up the candles, and exploring each others bodies with care, salt and sweat and heat beneath their lips, not matter how rough it is.
āThereās always times to savor you, love,ā Liam says, tracing lines down her curves on one side, Drake on the other, kissing her neck. She needs to get to the fucking bake sale, she didnāt mind playing betty homemaker to keep gossip away, but goddamn, how could she leave them?
āThe bake sale though?ā
Drake chuckles, turning her cheek, looking deep into her eyes, the intensity from all those years ago still there, even with a few fine wrinkles. Liamās hand, fingers nimble, run down her body and settle on her clit, rubbing circles, Drake keeping her face turned to him. He takes her lower lip between his teeth, and she shudders in pleasure. āFuck the bake sale,ā he whispers. āFuck me instead.ā
But Liam inserts two fingers into her, her answer lost on Drakeās tongue.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Jaelaās a fan of quickies, and Drake has to roll his eyes when Liam and Jaela disappear in public for ten minutes at a time. āYou know,ā he hisses when they sit back down in the theatre seat, her hair disheveled. He smooth down a side, smirking, despite his tone. āThis isnāt a ball where you can sneak into the closet and pretend your guards donāt notice.ā
But Jaela grips Liamās hand tight, eyes lighting up with the screen at the memory of Liam pressing her against the stall and fucking her senseless, holding her up, muffling their sounds with their lips on each other, fast and hurried. Somebody coughed when they left the stall next to them, but they didnāt care. āThe womenās bathroom worked quite well,ā she whispers, sliding another hand on Drakeās thigh, squeezing his shaft through the jeans. Liam snickers as Drake shifts, grasping hers, locking eyes. āMaybe next time we can try it?ā
Drake gulps, but she sees the blush and flash of desire in the movie light. And indeed, that stall again proved useful, only this time Drakeās hands cupped her breasts through her shirt as he took her from behind, teeth nipping her ear. Another cough, too.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Of fucking course. Jaela thinks fucking in the woods is risky enough, always convinced a bear is going to come outābut her and Drake have done nothing more than scare a few deer and birds. But, anything outside of their NOās has been tried, thought of, a regular feature, or is on the list of things to do.
Jaelaās current want to do risk?
Fuck at that damn Maryās house. Sheās the one that look at her like sheās a slut when Drake comes around to eventsālike his childās soccer game, supporting his and Liamāsālike any father would do. Sheās also the one that commented one child looked so peculiar from the others. She should have slapped her there, but insteadā¦
āI got it!ā she says grinning between the two. āNow, I donāt care who, but she has this parent-meeting or whatever coming up next month. One of you are coming with meāā They both pale. āAnd youāre going to fuck me senseless on her newly renovated bathroom counter she wonāt shut up about.ā Liamās eyebrows perk up, and Drakeās do too, but she senses his hesitance. She knows him too well.
Jaela approaches and Drake leans back on the couch before she straddles his waist, pressing into him. Drake grits his teeth. āOkay⦠Iām listeningā¦.ā
āAnd I really donāt care if she hears. She canāt insult our childāour children, our lifeāwithout facing the consequences. So, anybody in?ā
A month later, Drake holds her close, both panting, the gleaming light from the newly renovated bathroom also too much, but all Jaela can focus on is his thrusts, slow and drawn out, hand on the glass. Her nails dig into his back, trying to holding in a cryābut letting out the moan, pulsing as the orgasm spreads throughout her shaking body.
Oh, itās worth the looks.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they lastā¦)
āFucking A Liam, sheās already came twice from you, I think sheāll sleep just fine tonightā¦ā Drake groans, burying his head in the pillow. He just wants sleep and him and Jaela are still going at it, though, she looks tired too. Drake glances at the clockāitās almost four and he has work at eight. He could have gone to his room⦠but something about curling up next to them after a night like tonight was worth the sleepless nights.
āJust a⦠god, Jaela,ā he says as he comes, kissing Jaela before collapsing next to Drake, Jaela chuckling to herself, looking at the two perfect men in her life, skin on skin. Her hand floats over Liamās body, and he pulls her close, chin on her head. āYouāre beautiful.ā
āDitto,ā Drake says, and then drifts off. Jaela takes in Liamās scent, Drakeās not far behind. Oh, how sheād never get tired of nights like these.
Jaela whispers against his chest, āIām so happy,ā before she falls asleep, only to be waken by Drake getting up for work, Liam pulling him close for a moment before Drake comes to her, kissing her cheek, then shoulder goodbye.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Drake doesnāt own any, he doesnāt care for them. Heād much rather fuck them with him and only him, taking pleasure that only he can make them feel.
Liam used to share the same sentiments as Drake, until Jaela introduced him to first her vibrator, and how fucking sexy it was when she used it on herself as she gave him head. Like, hell. āFuck, Jaela⦠thatās hot.ā She stops for a moment, lips against the tip of his cock, the breeze of the Atlantic blowing across their faces, high on their balcony, happy to have found a place where they could finally relax and enjoy their escape.
āI thought you told me you were the only one to make my cum from now on?ā Liam smirks, dragging a finger down her lips, parting them again.
āWeāve only begun the night, my Queen. Now, continue.ā
So, he has a small collection that only him and Jaela use, tucked away, Drake never getting curious as to what goes on those nights, honestly.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Jaela thought she teased bad in Cordonia, separately drawing them in and out with a flick of her wrist or the longing glance out of the corner of her eye.
Oh, how she proved themāand herselfāwrong the moment her and Drake finally caved and she had not one, but two, pairs eyes filled with lust on her when she bent over, making sure they saw the red thong. It was something about an audience that upped her teasing game, just waiting till one of them would caveāthought, it was the best when Drake and Liam would nod, then end the game with one at each set of lips.
Drake doesnāt mind teasing, he liked it more in Cordonia, if he was being honest. Something about pretending to merely be just their friend in Washington made it hard to grab her ass or whisper in her ear everything heād like to do to her in the grocery story. He didnāt want to attention of the nosey locals, nor did he want their kids to think that it was wrong, what they were doing. So, he lets Abdi to the teasing (except when theyāre in bed together, Drake confessing everything he wants to do with her, drawing each stroke, lick, suck, or bite out until sheās begging to come over and over).
If Jaela plays hard, so does Liam. Touching her, whispering in her ear, promising all the positions they can do in a timespan of a PTO meeting, in the closet⦠yet, only leaving her wet and him hard, Jaela tearing off his clothesāand she literally made a tear onceāthe moment they get home, teasing done and the real game beginning.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
There was a reason why Drake couldnāt help but get off to Liam and Jaela, you know. Between their moaning and dirty talk, could anybody blame him, really?
Drake, however, is pretty quiet, preferring to listen to how he makes them feel over his own voice, contained within his throat and only being brought out here and thereāsending chills through Jaela and Liam when he does make loud, guttural sounds because that usually means theyāre in the middle of something intense, special, and only between them.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Jalea bites her lip, leaning back against the pillows, arms propping herself up. Drake and Liam stare at each other, and the tensionāthe nervesāin the room twists her stomach, just watching them, one hand on her and the other on each others arms. She canāt tell if itās the alcohol or the sheer fact that this might be a turning point⦠for everything⦠with them.
They had three threesomes before tonight, both lavishing her with attention, sure their hands touching each other on her body, but never a kiss, no touching of each other, focusing on her, and what kinds of sounds she made under their joint effort.
Oh, but tonight⦠tonight was different. Like she didnāt notice the looks they shared in the heat of the momentāor hell, even back in Cordonia. āYou can kiss,ā she said and they snapped their attention to her⦠before going back to each other. Liamās hand slide down Drakeās side and he shivered, glancing between Liam and Jaela, breathing quick.
āIā¦ā
āPlease,ā Jaela says, sitting up and removing their hands. āCanāt you feel it? Havenāt you felt it?ā She gets on her knees, and they still donāt look at her, Drake touching Liamās cheek with a gentleness she only saw reserved for herself.
āYou wonāt beā¦?ā Breathes Liam, now gripping Drakeās neck, their faces closer. Her hearts swells. What else could she feel but utter love for these men⦠and if they wanted to explore, who was she stop them? They all loved each other with everything they had.
Shaking her head, Jaela takes both of their dicks in each hand, both taking an intake of breath. Still, they stared, even as she began to pump, eyeing them each. āNever. I love you both. You love each other⦠why not⦠see what happens? We are sleeping together as one now. Whatās holding you baāā
And finally, fucking finally, they kiss, Jaela not knowing whoās lips touched the others first, Liamās hands in Drakeās hair and Drakeās around his back. Jaela, quietly sat back and watched the show, letting their desperate, clinging moment come to fruitionāuntil it turned to her, bringing her in center stage once more.
X = X-Ray (Letās see whatās going on in those pants, picture or words)
Drake, above average (around 6 ½) and thick, not too much⦠but enough to make Jaela feel so fucking full that she could cryāand sometimes, she does, from the pleasure. āAbdi, Abdiāare you okay?ā
āJust hormonal⦠and because you feel so good. Donāt stop, please.ā
Liamās slightly bigger, around 7 and thinner, in the slightest. Honestly, Jaela doesnāt careānor do either of the menābecause the competition is over and sometimes, they get to fuck her at the same timeāass and pussyāand Jaelaās convinced sheāll never walk straight again,
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Liamās higher than both of them, Jaelaās higher than Drakeās, and Drakeās the least of the threeāwhat? He likes cuddling, tooābut all are high, passion still running high from their life in Cordonia. Life doesnāt always allow for sex as much as Liam wants, but goddamn if he doesnāt fuck one or both of them four times a week at the least.
Z = ZZZ (⦠how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Pillowtalking is fine, and Drake and Jaela like it to some extent, though they tend to fall asleep quickly or have sex one more time before they pass out, but Liam is the true king of pillowtalking after sex. To a fault, too.
Legs all tangled together, cool summer air blowing in through the window, drying their sweat and cooling warm, flush bodies, in a heap, light kisses and touches being exchanged between all three, thereās no difference, no matter, with the love they all have, her two rings sparkling in the moonlight. The kisses slow... conversation ebbs⦠except for Liam, still talking. Drake and Jaela donāt even know anymore.
āLiamā¦ā Drake mumbles, head buried in Jaelaās shoulder.
āLiamā¦ā Jaela follows, taking his chin and turning it to her, Jaela and Drakeās brown eyes focused on his. He stops, eyebrow raised.
āYeah? I mean, did you hear aboutāā
āWe needāā Jaela starts, but Drake interjects.
āWe need some fucking sleep.ā
Liamās looks shocked, but then chuckles, arm lying across Jaela and hand resting on Drake. Maybe he did talk too much, but to be fair, sex on nights like tonight energized him. The world, full of possibility in the little corner of the world they found to be as one. What could he say? It was perfect. Just so perfect, their bodies entwined like it was always meant to be.
Note: Yep, poly AU Drake x Jaela x Liam are definitely going to be making a proper appearance at some point in time. Hope you enjoyed this little AU Iām setting up for them. Bonus points if you can put the backstory piece together.
Second trailer on my series of fanmade movies for @playchoices! Iām really loving how different the styles are. Currently the It Lives trailer is in the works and should be out on Friday, but I really want to tackle a comedy next. Iām torn between The Freshman and High School Story. I also want to do a trailer for Hero because I miss my boyfriend Kenji and @kenjkats is to blame for that.
Anyways, I really hope you enjoy this! And thank you so so much to @ninamckenzie22 and @baldwinboy5ive for suggesting faceclaims! Even though I didnāt use most of your suggestions, you really helped out!
If any of you guys are interested in seeing your faceclaim become your character send them to me so I can add them to the trailers!
Also, I feel like I should list the music and the faceclaims:
Music: It Never Ends
MC:Ā Jenna Dewan Tatum
King/Prince Liam:Ā Daniel Henney
Hana: Liu Yifei
Drake:Ā Daniel Di Tomasso
Maxwell: Xavier Serrano
Madeline: Margot Robbie
Olivia: Sophie Turner
Endless Summer | High School Story | It Lives In The Woods | Perfect Match Ā | Bloodbound | Americaās Most Eligible (soon)
Summary: MC Elizabeth and Drake sit down for a post-honeymoon interview with Trend Magazineās Ana De Luca for a light hearted Q&A session.Ā
A/N: I really wanted to contribute to @boneandfurā ās TRR4Ever week but was too busy to commit to a full on fic/one shot so this was what came to my tired brain instead. Its probably totally crap but I kinda wanted it to be natural while throwing in a few of my own HCās in there coz why not? Also im kinda proud of this aesthetic like its the first time iāve made one of these
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For this monthās issue I, Ana De Luca, sat down with the Duke Drake and Duchess Elizabeth Walker of Atlantea for an exclusive look into married life for the recently wedded couple by asking them a series of questions sent in by our readers from what is appropriately dubbed the āNewlywed Game' as opposed to the usual interview format.
[Ana De Luca] Hello Your Graces. Thank you for joining me today. I hope you had a pleasant vacation.Ā
[Elizabeth] Thank you so much for having us today Ms De Luca. We most certainly did. South America was beautiful wasnāt it darling?Ā
[Drake] Yes.Ā
Ā [E] Youāll have to forgive my husband -she blushes slightly as she says this, looking at him - Heās not used to being interviewed.Ā
[A] No apologies necessary Your Grace. I trust you were informed of the structure we will be employing today.Ā
[E] Yes we were and it sounds super fun, this Newlywed game. Youāll be asking us separate questions about each other, am I correct?Ā
[A] Yes. Shall we begin?
[D] Yep lets do it. And you can drop the whole duke-duchess thing. I donāt think Iāll ever get used to that title.Ā
[A] The first question is for you Drake. Where and when did you and the duchess share your first kiss?
[D] Wow straight to the point arenāt you? Ow! Elizabeth elbows him slightly in the ribs Umm our kiss actually took place at the Beaumont mansion a few months after we met.Ā
[A] Would I be right in assuming that was during the social season?
[D] Umm⦠Yes, yeah thats right.Ā
[A] Splendid. Now to Elizabeth. What was your first impression of your spouse?Ā
[E] My first impression hmm? She stifles a laugh as her husband eyes her expectantly. It wasnāt too different to everyone elseās. He was dark and broody. Extremely sarcastic and snarky, almost like he didnāt like me at first. But that quickly changed after I wore down his walls.Ā
[D] She basically annoyed me into loving her.Ā
[E] Is that a complaint I hear?Ā
[D] Complain? Me? Never. Ā Ā
[A] Drake what adjective would you use describe Elizabeth on your wedding day?
[D] Just one?
[A] That's correct.
[D] Man there are so manyā¦. One wonāt be able to cover it... but I guess Iāll have to go with... radiant. She was practically glowing when she walked up the aisle and I felt like the luckiest man on the planet.Ā
[A] Wonderful. The readers will love this. Now Elizabeth do you get along with Drakeās family members?
[E] His mum is an angel. We only met after we got engaged but she is such a warm lovely person and we bonded immediately being Americans. I adore Savannah too. She and I have gotten so much closer over the engagement period and Iāve come to count on her as a second second sister. Her and her mother have the best stories from Drakeās childhood.Ā
[A] Can I persuade you into sharing any?Ā
The duchess glances at her husband who glares at her in warning.Ā
[E] I really value my life so Iām gonna have to decline on that one.Ā
[A] In that case, Drake what item of clothing does Elizabeth look best in?Ā
[D] Oh man⦠This is a hard one because she looks stunning in pretty much everything.Ā
[A] But if you had to pick one?
[D] I canāt there are too many to choose fromā¦Ā
[A] Ok let me rephrase the question.. Is there an outfit of Elizabethās besides her wedding dress that completely blew you away the first time you saw her wear it?Ā
[D] Hmm when you phrase it like that⦠Sheād worn tons of amazing ballgowns in the past but the green dress she wore the first night we met in New York will always be one of my favourites⦠He sighs contentedly, smiling shyly at the duchess. Does that count?Ā
[A] It most certainly does. Elizabeth what is his most irritating habit in the bedroom?Ā
[D] Now thats not an invasion of privacy at all⦠His tone is sarcastic but he glances at his wife expectantly as she thinks.Ā
Ā [E] Most irritating habit hm? Its not necessarily irritating but I think he should be more confident in his abilities because he is a fantastic lover.Ā
Her words make the duke blush slightly as they share a loving gaze.Ā
Ā [A] How would you describe her first thing in the morning?
[D] Hah that's an easy one. Sheās like a sleepy little puppy who doesnāt want to get out of bed. Especially in winter Iāll have to pull her out of the layers of blankets sheās wrapped herself in and if I donāt actually make sure sheās standing up with her eyes open, thereās a high chance sheāll just go right back to bed again.Ā
Ā [E] What can I say? I love my sleep. They share a short laugh. Ā Ā
Ā [A] That is just adorable. Elizabeth, now Iām sure Drake considers himself a very manly man so tell me how does he like his steak cooked?
[E] Easy. Medium rare. Usually heād be happy to eat anything but heās extremely particular about his steaks, heāll send them right back if theyāre not satisficatory. Ā
[D] That was one time! And it was so rare it was practically walking off the plate.Ā Ā
[E] One time too many. You should have known that when you married me Iād never let you get away with such diva-like behaviour.Ā
[A] Expanding on that now, who is the best cook?
[D] Elizabeth for sure. I donāt know how she does it but she can make an incredible dish from just what we have in the fridge that's somehow way better than some of the food at these courtly functions. Ā
[E] Aww babe youāre too kind.Ā
[D] Iām just being honest. He smiles, squeezing her hand.Ā
[A] So if youāve got all the cooking covered Elizabeth, what is one thing that Drake does for you that he hates to do but does it anyways because he loves you?
[E] I rely on him mostly to do all the repairs and handyman stuff around the house because I have no idea what Iām doing if it were up to me. I donāt think he hates it though. He once installed an entire shoe rack for me just because I mentioned I was needed more space to store them.Ā
[A] That's kind of a coincidence because my next question is how many pair of shoes does Elizabeth own?
[D] I honestly have no idea. But Iāll install as many shoe racks as needed because she has way too many to count.Ā
[A] Elizabeth who would you cast to play Drake in a movie?
The duchessā face shifts into a wide grin.Ā
[E] Actually we were just talking about this recently. Iād been scrolling through my Instagram and some people seem to think that Drake looks like Daniel DiTomasso from Witches of East End. Just with slightly shorter hair but I am starting to agree with them. Donāt you think?Ā
She pulls up a picture of the actor on her phone before handing it to me.Ā
[A] He does bear a striking resemblance now that I look at it.
[D] I have no idea what youāre talking about. I donāt even have blue eyes! Ā Ā
[A] Alright then speaking of appearances, does Elizabeth have any pet peeves about hers?
[D] She is very very VERY particular about her hair. She sometimes plans her entire week around her hair washing schedule.Ā
[E] Hey donāt scoff at me! Not all of us can rock the messy bedhead look. It takes a lot of work to look this good. Ā Ā
[A] And my final question to both of you now⦠As it is leading up to Valentines day, when did you realise that your spouse could possibly be the one?Ā
[E] You first.Ā
[D] Well I guess Iām going first then. Weād had lots of moments before this, like the time all of us snuck out for cronuts or Ā when we were stargazing but the first time I actually saw her in a different light was on my birthday a couple of years ago. She got us all to sneak out of the palace to go to a Western themed bar and we spent the rest of the night drinking, line dancing and bull riding with all our friends.Ā
[E] That soon?! I thought you still hated me back then? You barely even let me hug you.Ā
[D] I never hated you. I just kept you at arms length because I thought youād never see me that way.Ā
[E] And look how far weāve come since then. I think for me was a little earlier than that. Time-wise everything kinda blurs together but that moment for me was the time we were in Olivia's wine cellar in Lythikos when I finally learned that there was more to you than just cynical comments and liking whiskey. After that I just couldnāt look at you the same way again, knowing that there was a soft marshmallow heart under that burnt exterior.Ā
Ā Ā He gives her a soft smile before clearing his throat awkwardly.
[D] Ā Is this interview over yet? I would like to leave with some semblance of dignity left before my wife decides to give away all my secrets.Ā
[A] Iām sure youāll be relieved when I say yes it is. Duke and Duchess I thank you once again for your time today. You are a beautiful couple and I wish you all the best in the future.Ā
[D] Thank you.Ā
[E] Thank you very much for having us Ms De Luca.Ā
Authorās Note: This is another short chapter,Ā but I had a few reasons to cut it off here, and it was probably my best chance to get something out today before my busy weekend hits.Ā
Riley walked through the French doors back into the palace, her cheeks still burning red from being called out by Olivia. Maybe Olivia was just being herself and giving Riley and Drake a hard time just for the hell of it. But then again, if Hana had picked up on something between them, maybe Olivia did too. Riley really needed to be more careful around Drake, at least until everything was sorted about between her and him, her and Liam...Her thoughts began to spiral on all the what ifs. She looked back at Drake who had a blank expression on his face.Ā
āIām sorry for pushing you into the pool in your clothes. Iām not sure what came over me.ā
Drakeās lips curved into a slight smile.Ā āItās okay, I needed to cool off anyway. I didnāt have to pull you in either. I guess it was just killing me watching you half naked all afternoon. I kept thinking about how much I wanted to get my hands on you. I took my chance to get you in my arms.
Riley was both shocked and turned on by what just came out of Drakeās mouth. By that time they had reached Rileyās room and all she wanted to do was pull him inside, strip his dripping wet clothes off, and have her way with him. āDrake...ā she struggled to formulate an appropriate response.
āShit, I shouldnāt have said that out loud. Please forget about it. It was completely inappropriate.Ā
āGod Drake, do you have any idea what you do to me? How I think about you all the time? How much I want you?ā She stepped closer, her face inches from his.
Drake took a reflexive step back. āBennett, please donāt say things like that. Even if all of that is true, it doesnāt matter. You are here for Liam, and Liam is falling in love with you. Iāve seen you two together, and I canāt get in the way of that.ā
āDoesnāt what I want matter, Drake? Yes Liam is amazing, and I really do like him. Hell, I could probably love him. But you know why I donāt...why I canāt? Itās you, Drake.ā
āBennett, I think you might just be confused. Maybe you just think you want me because you know you arenāt supposed to. Once you have me, really get to know me, youāll get over me. I have nothing to offer, no title, no trust fund. Iām fun for awhile, but sooner or later youāll get tired of me, and Liam probably wonāt still be waiting for you.ā
āDo you really think Iām like that Drake. Do you think I care about those things? I didnāt come here looking for a Kingdom. If I were to chose Liam, it would be in spite of all that.āĀ
āIām sorry, I didnāt mean...Itās just...nobody has ever chosen me over Liam. When heās around, itās like I donāt exist. I guess Iāve just come to accept that Iām not enough for anyone here.ā
āYou know what happened last night when Liam brought me back here? He wanted to come inside, and I turned him down. I made up a lame excuse, but the truth is, I wanted it to be you instead of him. I could have had him, but I said no because of you. You are more than enough for me Drake.ā
āI...ā Drake stepped closer. He reached a hand up to sweep a strand of hair from Rileyās face, but then he hesitated and pulled away.Ā āI still canāt do this behind Liamās back.ā
Riley looked down at her feet.Ā āI know. Things are...complicated. But Iām going to talk to Liam and sort it all out. I just wanted to talk to you first.ā
āI would be lying if I said I wasnāt worried about what this would mean for me and Liam, but you are worth the risk Riley Bennett, and I trust you.ā Drake opened her door, placed a hand on the small of her back, and gently guided her inside her room.Ā āNow close the door before I come inside and do something Iāll regret later. Iāll see you at dinner time.ā
~~~~~Ā Ā Ā Ā
Drake picked up Riley for dinner. She was wearing a simple off the shoulder emerald green dress that hit just above the knees, and she looked stunning, like she always did.
"Wow," was all Drake could manage when she opened the door.
Riley laughed softly. "This dress is nothing special. It's one of my own from home."
"It's more about who is wearing it than the dress itself."
"What has gotten into you today? Who are you and what have you done with the real Drake Walker? I say a few nice things to you and you get all soft on me.ā
āI donāt know Bennett, I canāt explain what you do to me, but I can go back to--ā
āNo, no!ā Riley cut him off.Ā āI like this side of you..but maybe just pretend you donāt like me so much when we get in front of everyone else..at least for now. We donāt need any outbursts from Olivia.ā
āUgh, I donāt know whatās gotten into her, but sheās even worse than usual. Donāt worry. I can easily go back to pretending I donāt like you.ā Drake smirked.Ā āIāve been doing it since the day I met you.ā
Drake sat with the other guards at dinner, a few tables away from Riley and the other women. The evening seemed to drag on, but they wanted to keep filming until Catherine got back from her date. Her bags were packed and waiting in the foyer, just in case Liam were to let her go during the date. The show was so dramatic. Itās not like she would actually have to leave. Her room would just be moved to another wing of the palace with the other rejected women. From what Liam had said to Drake earlier, it sounded like Catherine might not be making it through the whole date. Liam hadnāt sent anyone home on a date yet, so Drake was sure there would be drama if he did.Ā
All the women were sitting around drinking cocktails and talking about whatever it was noble women talked about. Drake could really use a drink himself, but unfortunately he couldnāt drink while on duty. Finally there was a commotion at the front door, and several of the ladies peaked to see whatās going on. Sure enough, the staff were wheeling Catherineās bags to theĀ ārejectā wing.
āFinally!ā Drake overhead Madeleine say.Ā āCatherine was such a waste of space. It was about time he cut her loose.ā
āThat was pretty harsh Madeleine.ā Riley jumped in.Ā āCatherine is a good person.ā
Olivia rolled her eyes. āOh Riley, I donāt even understand why you are still here myself. Liam likes you for reasons I cannot begin to understand. But if Liam doesnāt get rid of you first, you will soon realize you donāt belong here. You may be a noble by name because Barthelemy Beaumont couldnāt keep his dick in his pants, but you arenāt one of us. Just ask Drake what happens when a lowly commoner tries to fit in an court. His sister Savannah was an embarrassment who tried way to hard. You should probably just do what she did and disappear before you make a fool of yourself.Ā
Drake clenched his fists at his sides. Olivia crossed a line in several ways and he was about to explode. He wanted to tell her off, but he couldnāt even say anything because he was on the clock. Olivia knew exactly how to push his buttons and that he couldnāt do anything about it. He had to get out of there before he punched a hole in the wall. He turned and headed out of the roomĀ
āWho do you think you are Olivia?ā Riley challenged. āSay what you want about me, but leave Drake and his family out of it. That was just cruel. I only hope that Liam knows you well enough to know who you really are.āĀ
Drake didnāt look back but he was still close enough to hear everything.Ā āOf course you would follow after him. Drake is more at your level than Liam anyway, Riley. You deserve each other.ā
āOlivia Nevrakis, I need you to speak with you alone...now.ā Drake didnāt have to turn around to know that Liam had just gotten back, and he was pissed.
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The Cordonian Weddings - A show of strength and unity within the country.
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Drake Walker and The Duchessā Wedding
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[New Title Received - Duke Maxwell Beaumont of Valtoria]
(Credit to the owners of all of these beautiful pictures.) I hope you all enjoyed my little creations. I honestly did these at two in the morning so if they arenāt that great, Iām sorry! š(Iāll most likely do Hanaās over again bc I donāt like it) Also, a HUGE thanks to @boneandfur & @decisso for hosting TRR Appreciation Week! š
A/N: Ok so I have a really hard time with writing smut. Add that to the fact that I have a really hard time writing smut with Drake involved and you have a recipe for ...well idk what this is you all tell me ok! I wrote this for the last day of TRR Appreciation week. @butindeed asked for smut so this is what I came up with. ( and technically I didnāt write it so if you donāt like it blame Hana lol)
Word Count: almost 1500
Rating: NSFW children look away almost all of this is smutty smut smut
Summary: Maxwell finds out Hanaās secret.
Tagging: (Iām just going to tag a few people I think would enjoy it.)Ā @boneandfur @choicesfanficlibrary @decisso @trrforever @drakewalkerfics @gingerjane15 @choicesfanatic86 @josieschoices @endlessly-searching-for-you @jlouise88 @drakelover78
Maxwell sneaks into the kitchen of the Beaumont estate. This is his fifth cronut of the day, and if Bertrand sees him in here again he will have to surely hear another painfully boring lectureĀ on carb intake again. As he stuff one of the pastries into his mouth he see the tiny pink laptop open sitting at the breakfast table.Ā
Curiosity getting the better of him he presses one small button and the screen lights up.Ā The computer is left on a word document and Maxwell sits down and reads along as he helps himself to another cornut.
DrakeĀ takes her perky breast into his large hands playfully thumbing Riley'sĀ nipples, flicking them with his tongueĀ making them erect from his gracious touch. He looks up into her wanting eyes one nipple still perched on the tip of his lips.
"Let me taste you."
Maxwell doesn't hear the feared gasp behind him, or the quicken footsteps coming in his direction, no, the only thing that stops him from reading any further is the screen abruptly closing before his eyes.
"Hey I was just getting to the good part!"
Hana holds the laptop as if it where her baby clutching it to her chest. "You ever heardĀ of privacy, Maxwell, you weren't suppose to read that."
"Look I don't judge." Maxwell chuckles as he finishes the half eaten cronut in his hand. "If you like reading word porn that's ok!"
"It's not word porn." Hana snaps "It's smut.
"You read smut?!" Maxwell roars with laughter before noticing the piercing glare Hana gives him. He lifts his hands in defense no longer laughing but smiling just the same.Ā "I'm sorry Hanna I only mean that you're ....you know...Ā sweet and innocent."
"Well I do read it. And as a matter of fact I ..." she trails off grabbing a cronut and stuffing it into her mouth.
"You what?"
"It's not just smut Maxwell it's fan fiction. There are a bunch of writers who write their own stories based on this game we play. Sometimes we change the ending or the characters but really we just... we get attached to these characters and we have our own ideas on how things should go in the game and this our way of expressing them."
"Um hmm " Maxwell's lips are pursed together as if he is trying to stifle a smile. "You said we so do you.."
"Yes. I right fan fiction." She sucks in a deep breathe stickingĀ up her chin unafraid of the hurt of laughter she expected from him. Instead she looksĀ up to see his eyes wide and excited.
"Wow... my girlfriend writes fan fiction... can I read some of your work?"
Her smile fills her face as she sits at the table next to him. "You know the story you were reading... I wrote that one."
His mouth curves into a large OĀ his face in total surprise. Hana opens her screen to show him her her other stories.Ā
"It about this American coming into a foreign country."
"Like Riley?"
"Yeah I named her Riley, actually....so she is caught in this love triangle between a sex crazed king and a broody stable boy who worships the grown she walks on."
"Let me guess Liam and Drake?"
"Yes!"
"Now I've got to read this." Hana lets him take the laptop she covers her mouth with her hands a she watches him read.Ā MaxwellĀ looks back at the screen his eyes moving from line to line.
.....Drake pushes Riley up against the wall. The cold hard service plays contrast to her ever growing heated body. His hands roam over the peaks and valleys of her breast freeing them from the confines of her bra.
"Riley, you are beautiful."Ā he groans before leaning in to kiss them.Ā DrakeĀ takes her perky breast into his large hands playfully thumbing Riley'sĀ nipples, flicking them with his tongueĀ making them erect from his gracious touch. He looks up into her wanting eyes one nipple still perched on the tip of his lips.
"Let me taste you."
'Riley quickly steps out of her gown, her fingers lost in his chocolateĀ locs.
"Taste me...I'm you'rs" She moans.
Drake wildly looks over her almost fully naked body. Although she may fully mean those words "I'm yours" they both knew it wasn't true. She belong to the king. As he descended to his knees, with his bottom lipĀ trapped between his teeth, his fingers play with the dainty straps of her pink panties.
"I want to but you are not mine... not really."
Temptation getting the better of him he leans in, his nose pressed against her core. He takes a deep breathe letting the smell of her fill his body.Ā
"Please Drake." They are the only words Riley can muster she moans at the feel of him so close, praying he would rip of those damn panties and kiss her where she needed it most.
It takes every bit of strength Drake has not to pull the flimsy fabric down. "Just a quick taste couldn't hurt." He reasons wit himself, and with that he lifts her legs just slightly and without removing the pink lace he kisses her in her most delicate of places. He opens his mouth his tongue lapping up the sweet juices that seep through the thin cloth.
Riley's moan grows louder and louder. Never in her life have she ever hated a pair of underwear than today. "Fuck this." She screams pulling himĀ to his feet by his hair.
"Drop your pants." she orders.
"Riley we can't. The king will kill me if he knew I, a mere stable boy, bed his future queen."
"The you shall die a happy man. Now, by order of your future queen drop trou!"
Drake obeys her orders. She them pushes him to sit on the large leather chair.
He watches as she descends to her knees just as he had moments ago. He lifts his hips as she pulls down his boxers. Her eyes grow wide seeing the sight of his thick curved cock spring free.
Wasting no time she stands turning her back to him. She bends pulling and then throwing the pink frock into the air. She then begins to sit in his lap, letting the tip of him play with her warm wet hole. She rocks in a circular motion, slowly descendingĀ further and further down letting every inch of his throbbing member fill her up.Ā
And fills her he does. The both cry out in pleasureĀ once he is completely in her.Ā
"Touch me Drake..." she moans. "Touch me in every place you ever dared to dream you could. You have me right here right now. Take me." He wraps his arms around her his hands over her breast pulling her to his chest. His mouth smearing kisses up and down her neck and shoulder. He tightly holds her waist, but lets her control the pace of their menstruation. It's slow, deep, and electric.
Riley cries out, "Drake I can come just like this."
"Then do so my queen." And with those words she begins to bounce up and down on his wet pulsatingĀ shaft.Ā
"Dammit Riley" Drake grunts trying to hold in his release. His toes curl within his shows, his nails dig into the sweat drenched chair.
Riley soon finds that spot, that spot that makes her whole body tingle, that makes her leg shake on contact. She rocks her hips to it again, and again, until...
"Ahh" she scream from the top of her lungs. Drake quickly grabs her hips thrusting upwards pumping into her in only a few timesĀ before his warms seed overflows down her thighs."
She quickly gets up. Her gown is on before she even catches her breath. She gives him a soft kiss before rushing out the door.
Drake smiles, not too far are the small pink panties. He holds them tightly in his hand before placing them safely into his pocket.
Maxwell takes a deep sigh, unable to look at Hana for a good moment.Ā
"Well..." she asks her hands covering her mouth.
"Wow..I'm just...wow Hana!" He grabs her by the back of her neck forcefully kissing her, pushing his tongue between her parted lips.Ā
"Well if you like that one you should read my Olivia and Liam fics. Those are really wild."
Maxwell laughs lightly before realizing something.
"Wait...do you have any stories of us on here?" He reaches for the laptop but Hana quickly grabs it and begins to run out of the kitchen, gigglingĀ as she hurries away.
Authorās note: So I got inspired by a few NSFW fics, ABC and TRR Appreciation Week (@boneandfur you genius!) and Iām starting a series called For The World to know. Iām not quite sure how this is going to play out, but Iāll give a shot. All characters are owned by Pixelberry studios
Book: The Royal Romance
Pairing: Liam x MC (Jade)
Rating: M
Word count: 1350
Summary: Liam interrupts Jade's late-night studies with an uncommon proposal.
Warning: This piece adult material such as mentions of underage drinking, prostitution, underage sex which may be disturbing/offensive for some people. Reader discretion is advised.
Jade was at the library reviewing some of her Geopolitics and Greek studies. Her eyes flipped between the books and the notepad, completely focused when she heard the door behind her being shut. She glanced over her shoulder to see Liam smiling at her. His tie was undone, his shirt had three buttons open, black pants perfectly fitting his body, a bottle of a Bordeaux on one hand and two glasses on the other.
"Hello, my queen." Liam smiled playfully.
Ā "Liam!ā For some reason she wasn't quite sure, Jade felt her cheeks flush. āI didnāt know you were home yet."
He grinned. "You shouldn't be up so late studying. Sleeping properly is a key ingredient to learning, you know," he placed the glasses and the bottle at Jade's desk and sat across her, gazing her intently.
Jade looked at the clock on her phone and her eyes went wide when she realized it was past eleven. "I didn't know it was so late. When you texted me saying you'd be dining with German politicians, I decided to have dinner with Hana and just came here. When did you get home?"
"About half an hour ago. I asked your maid if you were already asleep, but she told me you were here," Liam rested his chin on his hands, his eyes never leaving her.
"I'm sorry. I lost track of time. I should've asked someone to let me know when you arrived."
"It's okay, my love. However, I think you had enough study for tonight." Liam smiled as he shut her books and took her hand to kiss it.
"I don't feel like I need to sleep just yet. Do you have any suggestions of I should do now?" Jade said softly, looking at him hungrily.
"I may have an idea you'd be interested in," his smile was mischievous and seductive.
"I know you're drinking game enthusiast, so I thought we should play a dirty questions game," Liam poured wine into the glasses and gave her one of them. "As a ground rule, we should both have a drink after a round of three questions."
"I'm game. And since this is your idea, I should start asking."
"By all means, my queen."
They clung glasses and they both drank before starting the game. Liam's gaze was tempting and his smile was so enticing that Jade felt like he'd up for anything, so she was determined to be impudent.
"How was your first time?"
Liam couldn't help but laugh. "You're eager as ever."
"Always. Now talk dirty to me, my king," Jade winked while she took a sip of the wine.
"A few days before my sixteenth birthday, Leo told me he booked four hours at a paintball field in Amsterdam for us. We did play that afternoon, but he said we'd have to leave early because he had an appointment he couldn't miss before going back to the hotel. So the car stopped at a speakeasy and we got in. He got a booth next to the stage where two women were pole dancing. He got me a drink and told me hired them for me."
Jade's jaw dropped. "Wait, you had a threesome on your first time?"
"Well, yes." He smiled amused by her surprised expression.
"And did you enjoy it?"
"That's two questions, my love. And I haven't had mine yet."
"But it's just a follow-up question."
"Nice try, Jay," he smirked at her.
"Oh, come on, Liam... I'll let you ask me two questions in a row and you can dare me to do anything."
"Hmm...ā Liam rubbed his chin playfully. āInteresting proposal. I'll take it."
Jade drank some of her wine. "Now spill it."
"It was very informative. The courtesans told me they liked me because I was a giver, so they taught me some tricks. It was good, but I admit that it'd probably be nicer if I were a little soberer."
"Of course you charmed the courtesans with your niceness. You're unbelievable, Liam," Jade shook her head smiling.
"So I've been told." he grinned. "I believe it's my turn now. What's your magic number?"
Jade's eyes widen up. "I didn't even know you knew what that meant."
"Internet is an amazing tool, my queen. Now answer it," he demanded. His fingers played with the glass of wine while his gaze was locked with hers sent shivers down her spine.
"Twenty I think. There were mostly hookups though. I just had four boyfriends and one of them didnāt pass second base."
"Hmm..." Liam beamed. "Time to drink up."
"Aren't you going to make your second question?"
"All in good time, Jay," he poured wine on their glasses and they drank again. "Okay. Favorite position."
"Standing up. It's a great position to fulfill your outdoor kink," Jade smirked at Liam and he laughed.
"Have you ever had sex with someone whose name you never knew?"
"A few times. Leo hosted some orgies at an unused wing here, so in these situations, itās kind of hard to remember names."
"You're wilder than I thought, Your Majesty," Jade said grinning.Ā
Liam cocked his head to one side and laughed.
"Whatās the dirtiest thought youāve ever had about a stranger?"
"āI hope he ditches his friends on our way out, pulls me to a side, pins me against a wall and fucks my brains outā. Yes, that thought was about you, right after you asked me to join you and the guys on your first bachelor party," Jade bit her lower lip with a tempting look in her eyes.
Liam laughed. "I wish I knew about that sooner."
They drank the wine together after the second three-question round. Jade started asking again. "Would you have had sex with me that night?"
"I wanted to, but I was already drawn to you and I knew I'd regret having sloppy, casual sex with you. Even though I didn't expect to see you again, I needed to know more about you. I wanted it to be perfect whenever it happened."
"Aww... What did you want to know?"
"Save it for later. It's my turn now."
"Can we negotiate?"Ā
Liam shook his head and Jade pouted. He leaned closer to her and kissed her softly.Ā
Jade tried to suppress a smile. "Okay, your turn."
"Does your magic number list include women?"
"Yes, two. Now my question. What did you want to know about me before we had sex?"
"Just some useful information. Things you like, the way you kiss, how you work with hands and legs, your sensitive spots. I only delayed more because you became one of my suitors and I didn't want to hurt you. If we were in a regular relationship, I wouldnāt have tortured us for so long."
āGood to know,ā Jade purred as she stood up and straddled Liam. Grinding her hips on his bulge, she unbuttoned his shirt just enough to pepper kisses and gently bite his neck.Ā
He put his arms around her and they kissed fervently, his hand traveling from her lower back to her hips. She was about to unzip her dress when he pulled away.
"Hey, we're not done here. I still have one question." Liam said, looking a bit more serious.
"Hmm... Okay. Shoot."
"Have you ever kissed someone else in court?"
Jade went pale.
"It's okay, love. I'm not jealous. Just curious."
"Err... I don't know..." Jade looked away.
Liam lifted Jade's chin so he could look into her eyes. "Jade, I mean it. I just want you to be completely honest with me. We're getting married in three weeks. I want you to trust me with anything just like I trust you."
"You do?"
"Of course I do. I just told you about some of the crazy sexual stuff I engaged in because my older brother is insane and always dared me to those things. Trust me, I won't judge. I would never."
"Okay..." Jade closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Drake. And Hana."
He frowned as a mix of emotions clouded his features. "Oh.