Reece☕️

Songs in Mind

Slut Me Out-NLE Choppa

Down On Me- Jeremiah

Lights Down Low-Maejor

Pour It Up- Rihanna

7/11- Beyoncé

My Neck My Back- Khia

Love Me- Lil Wanye

**

Once you enjoyed your appetizer with Semiu in the back, you were on track to find your next customer of the night. You had high hopes of finding the gorgeous, tattooed man you had met earlier, but another blonde caught your attention in the corner of the club.

 Tamsy and Corvus decided to stay near the main stage, sitting in the farthest booth they could find, assuming they were being "concealed," but being isolated in a strip club made them more valuable to the collection of girls walking around.

 Instead of speeding your way towards the men, you went in the opposite direction to sneak a drink off of a nearby server's tray to ease your nerves so you could change your thin fishnet outfit into something looser and have a good enough excuse to walk near the booth with the man with pretty locs and the one with 50 inches down his back.

You emerge from the other side wearing nothing but pasties on your nipples and a pretty thong with a bow in the back in your favorite color, walking inside the section doing what your job insists you do, poking your ass out for a tip as you walk by, hoping they will keep you for a dance.

Corvus takes the bait by slipping a hundred in the side of your ass cheek while Tamsy strikes a fire in your chest by taking his bill to place it in the front by your pussy lips, you felt the coolness of the bill hit your clit and felt as if you opened your mouth, you'd moan.

"I hope you two are enjoying yourselves.." You hummed, pretending to walk off but a slender finger stops you with a tug on your thong. You look back to see the slight glimmer in his pierced lip hit your eyes and Corvus is in a more relaxed state sitting back letting his heavily stacked bulge show itself.

"We need you to settle something for us love.." The blonde smirked, looking towards the man.

"And what might that be? Want to see who I can make finish first?" You joked, walking closer to the pair.

"I'm glad to see your mind is open to something like that.."Tamsy smiled, grabbing at his half full glass to take a sip, your heart paused in your chest hearing your little joke cost you another risky act on your job, Semiu tipped well enough to where you didn't have sit in the middle of Corvus and Tamsy grabbing at both of their angry lengths.

You didn't HAVE to be here but that wasn't up for discussion once you felt Corvus's warm hand sit on your thigh, spreading your legs open to get a good look at the pitiful mess Semiu had left behind, Tamsy's finger turning your head towards him.

"You two want an audience?" You hummed, his two-toned pupils trailing a devious line from your thick-lash-covered eyes down to your perfect tits moving towards that pudgy stomach just itching for him to take a bite.

"He's got that covered sweetheart.." Corvus finally spoke nodding to the blonde, his arm extending out showing what looked like a spool of yarn, the flash of blue surrounding his body with the ropes snaking their way up the sides of the booth turning into curtains, shutting you away from the place with a cute bow, trapping you inside with the both of them without disrupting the flow of the club. 

His rough hands cupped your pasty covered tits shaking them in his hands earning a giggle from you, looking over to Tamsy grabbing the other, the both of them peeling back the pretty stickers revealing your painfully hardened buds, your giggles slowly churning into needy whimpers and whines. 

Your walls fluttered from the tingling sensation of their tongues licking over your perky nipples, broken moans leaving your glossy lips, looking at the blonde palm himself while Corvus's fingers found their way past the stupidily thin thong you'd soaked through, dragging his fingers up and down bothering your engorged clit collecting samples of your slick and teasing your tight hole begging with silent cries to be stuffed full. He took the pad of his thick digits to rub steady circles on your swollen nub as your breath hitched in your throat.

"Eyes on me love, let him unwind after a long day..." Tamsy spoke, a soft smirk lining on his face, keeping his instrument close by returning his focus on undoing his pants, pulling out his heavy length. Your eyes shot down to his thick pierced cock, plopping onto his stomach with his tip leaking sweet, semi-clear beads of precum to which he took his free hand to stroke himself. Corvus took your free hand back to his bulge silently telling you to continue your hand movements pushing his fingers past that squishy barrier, curling them inside of your wet slit sending shots of that hazy feeling into your stomach.

"Eager aren't we?" You huffed out, pressing your lips together trying to stop the blissful moans stuck in your throat.

"He knows what to call me.." Tamsy cooed, pulling off of your chest with a *pop* sound,  his voice strained from him playing with his pierced tip with his slender fingers, pushing your head down to kiss his two-toned dick.

"You're learning him well.." Corvus chimed in, pumping his nasty digits inside of your heat at a steady pace, looking over to see you lolling you tongue out on Tamsy's length, teasing his hole and prince albert with the tip of your tongue wrapping your lips around his tip sliding your head down further onto his length, coating him with your spit filled mouth.

"She's smart like you..fuckk..her mouth feels familiar too.." The blonde groaned..turning to look at the grey-eyed man, his face flushed with the prettiest color of pink from the alcohol and his jaw slacked open from your moans vibrating on his dick. Your hand never paused their movements on Corvus's dick either, his twitching length throbbed in your palms as your ears twitched from Corvus's moans being faltered by his gritted teeth. "Go show him what this mouth can do.." Tamsy smiled, sliding you off his dick, your puffy lips covered in gloss, spit, and precum. You had your tongue rolled out far enough to where the blonde-haired man spat right onto the wet muscle, turning your head to Corvus.

He stopped his slimy movements inside of your soaked pussy only for Tamsy's finger to replace that empty feeling. Your hands wasted no time pulling out Corvus's 9 inch bulge you'd been feeling out this entire time, his tip angry and his veins prominent, using Tamsy's spit you took your tongue to lick a nasty stripe up his dick feeling the ridges glide against it causing you to whimper.

"Don't be scared..you look like you can handle it.." Corvus hummed, holding himself at the base tapping it on your tongue. Tamsy's digits toyed with your sopping wet cunt, while your hand took a hold of Corvus's dick, not being able to wrap your fingers all the way around, showing how thick he truly was. 

You stroked his dick inside of your mouth tasting his creamy pre cum leaking inside of your cheeks, taking him down almost to his base practically choking yourself as your voice hummed around his shaft from Tamsy picking up speed deep within your needy pussy.

"All the way down..alll--shittt.."

"Oh his moans sound good to you?" Tamsy smirked, sucking in air from how tight your cunt molded to his creamy digits, you whimpered from the pads of his fingers hitting that spongy spot tucked away. Corvus's hand forced your nose to his shaved stomach activating your gag reflex, coughing up spit just for him to tap his sticky tip on your ruined mouth groaning at the filthy sight. 

"Cum on his fingers baby..uh huh look at me while I paint these lips..uhhh unn don't whine.."

 How could you stop yourself from whining? Tamsy's fingers pumped into you at a ridiculous speed letting nasty gushing noises come from your sticky pussy as his digits hit that spot over and over again even after that pretty stream of cum erupted from you, he pulled out to taste the damage only to go back inside to finger fuck the rest of your orgasm out. 

"Fuckkkkk..mmnnbhhh.." Your pitiful whines were shushed by Corvus stuffing your mouth back on his dick, bobbing your head up and around feeling Tamsy remove his fingers from your heat grabbing your thighs to turn you onto your knees, climbing onto the couch so he could start rubbing your cunt to slide length inside of your hungry folds, forming a rhythm almost matching to the music still playing in the club, his pierced tip poking that gummy center over and over again.

"No hands..no hands just like that.." He instructed, tossing his head back biting his lip from your uvula tickling his tip, showing a print in your throat each time he thrusted. Tamsy swore from how fucking tight you clamped around him, slapping his hips against yours with light grunts, holding your sides to steady himself, his eyes glued on your swollen pussy lips sucking him in.

 Corvus yanked you off of his length giving him the chance to place one knee on the couch and his other leg on the floor, fucking your mouth in tandem with Tamsy rutting behind you.

Your eyes disappeared into the back of your head as the feeling of 2 of your holes being stuffed into, tears staining your dolled up face from Corvus's girthy dick stretching your mouth while Tamsy's pierced cock stretched your cunt like a rubber band snapping back to his shape every time. It was only right for you to throw your ass onto his strokes to keep up with his rhythm showing him one of the reasons you were hired in the first place.

"Oh-oh my.. FUCK!" He swore, laying a few smacks on your ass watching the ripples going against his hips. "Filthy walls holding on to me like this..I got to have you clean this creamy fucking mess off of me..I want it to hook around...yourrrrrrfuckinggggg..cervixxx..holy shit.." He said with an angry grunt, the alcohol in his system taking over the main controls of his body, his fingernails dug deep into your sides forcing you to throat Corvus at a faster pace, your mouth no longer able to make coherent noises, just pure vocal nonsense of his dick hitting the back of your throat.

"Hoooo fuck you so fucking nasty, every goddamn inch? You working me like this? Fuck I'm gonna cum! How much is this gonna run me? SHIT!" Corvus cried out, humping your mouth like a sex toy as his balls softly tapped your chin, he grabbed onto your chin with his sporadic thrusts, holding your head still so he could pump his thick white seed into your throat, harsh groans escaping his lips as he continued to thrust. He let's up off of your chin to extend his arm out wrapping his fingers around Tamsy's throat.

"So close..so--hahhhh!" He whined, clawing at Corvus's forearm allowing the foggy feeling settle in while you gripped his cock with your cunt. He pulls his pierced lip in with his teeth, locking his eyes with the boss, snapping his hips into your drooling pussy at an alarming speed tossing his head back, filling up your sloppy folds with pretty white stripes of cum, ruining your walls with his scent.

"Fuck the cum deeper so I can dig it out for her.." He spoke, a nasty grin etching on his face squeezing his fingers tighter, listening to the broken syllables leave Tamsy's throat, his eyes fluttering from his vision fading before his lids snapped open from air entering his lungs from Corvus removing his hand to pinpoint his focus back on the stripper they had stuck between the both of them, pulling your head off of his length, pushing you onto your back watching Tamsy's cum leak out of your needy hole.

He dove his tongue deep inside right in the same destination tamsy left seconds ago, flicking upward feeling that burning hot feeling churn inside of your stomach, your jaw dropping open only for a second right before Tamsy slid his cream covered cock back into your throat, your tongue cleaning off his piercings with as much precision as you could despite your head being upside down.

"Mnnnngghhh!" Your muffled cries fell on deaf ears, but the sounds of Corvus's lips making out with your sopping wet pussy covered up your groans and some of Tamsy's filthy whimpers

. He pops up from your slimy mess wiping his face covered with Tamsy's cum and your juices using it to lube himself, wasting no time puncturing your heat with his wide length, filling you up inch by inch, growling through gritted teeth feeling how tight you were sucking Tamsy down.

"C'mere.." Corvus grunts, yanking Tamsy in by his ponytail sliding his tongue into his mouth, thrusting up into your greedy cunt, taking all 9 inches of his dick. That man had been couped up in his office for weeks dealing with everything down at Cleaner HQ but in here Corvus turned into some kinda of animal, a starving animal willing to do anything to satisfy that inch oh so deep in his core, the only thing your slutty body could do was take it, take every vein whispered against yout velvety walls, take every clang of Tamsy's piercings against your teeth.

You were in a sinner's paradise.

Tamsy took his hand to grab Corvus's throat pressing hard to the sides of his neck, grunting to his mouth as he pumped deep into your throat, a stupidly sex crazed laugh leaving his lips as he pulled back from the grey eyed man, a string of saliva connecting the two tall men. He allowed the nasty line of drool to fall onto your pussy all while he still humped inside of you, taking his thumb pad to rub circles on your clit hearing your groan onto Tamsy's shaft.

"I picked a good one...I picked a nasty bitch didn't I? Shit! Get it out of me! You want that nut pretty girl?" 

"I feel that cervix opening up for me..look at me bottoming out! Let me in there..let me in this..SHIT!" Corvus moaned out, your soaked pussy opening up from him lifting your thighs to be folded against your chest, your perfect tits bouncing around like an old tape recorder, accidentally letting Tamsy's cock fall out of your mouth from your orgasm sneaking it's way out of your body, but no one gave a fuck about yours moans..he went on drilling inside of your pathetic pussy.

Tamsy took his hand to tap on your swollen clit coaxing more of that savory liquid from your dripping cunt, placing Corvus's dick back inside of you after he pumped too hard causing his slimy length to slide across your cunt.

"Don't push him out, hold his cock just like you did for me.." He cooed, tapping his sticky tip on your flaling tongue taking his hand to press on your stomach so he could feel Corvus's dick impale you. The locced man pulled out of your clenching cunt just to grab a hold of of your head again pulling you forward like he was about to have you suck him off again but instead he flipped you over onto your back, your mouth only centimeters from his balls.

Being the nasty bitch you were, you extended your tongue out to pull one of his balls into your mouth while he snatched up Tamsy by the neck forcing his pierced lip to wrap around his creamy cock, sucking off the remnants of your juices even sneaking his tongue out to lick on your sensitive and pleasurably sore clit.

"She does feel..just..like...you.." He spoke with each thrust, his beautiful moans being muffled by his throbbing length.

"Mmhmmm.." He groaned, lining up his twitching length with you soaked folds, falling back inside nearly at the same pace Corvus thrusted into his mouth, vibrating his balls in your mouth.

"When I come down this throat...fuck! When I cum down this fucking throat let her taste it.." He growled, holding onto Tamsy's blonde locks feeling the ball of his piercing glide against his veins.

"Shit..Shit..Ta-hahhhhh!" His moves came to an abrupt stop filling up Tamsy's cheeks with his sticky fluids, his two toned eyes rolling back at his flavor with dribbles of it falling onto yours lips. Your mouth pops off of his balls and onto Tamsy's lips with one swift pull with his dick still thumping deep within your walls at constant speed.

He transferred Corvus's gift into your mouth feeling his piercing tongue swirl around yours, the both of you moaning like maniacs while the big man himself watched with his dick inside of his closed fist glaring at Tamsy rut inside of your desperate cunt. 

The blonde lifts up from the kiss with a thick white line shared between the two of you, he wipes his mouth with his arm revealing a sinful grin plastered on his face, taking his free hand to grip on your neck, shoving you down on his dick with ragged breaths.

"Take it all you greedy little...ohhh my god where did you come from? Draining my dick like this? I....fuckkkk.." He whined. "Yes...yessss..milk it out of me..take every fucking inch of me.." He faltered back from desperate whines to determined grunts.

Your brain recorded every second like a live stream casted to the entire club, your stomach felt so fucking full of his pierced dick plunging deep to abuse that spongy spot inside of your dripping pussy, you took your acrylic nailed hands down to your sore clit to rub more mind numbing strokes, lolling your tongue out like sex craved animal in heat, Corvus's cum dribbling out of your mouth like drool.

 You had a filthy content smile written lazily on your face, hoping nothing could stop the pulsating feeling going through your veins, you were drunk off of pure dick and only 1 shot of tequila..the perfect cocktail.

"Clean me off with this pussy..make a fucking mess.." He huffed, removing his hand from your neck to your hips adding his other hand to the mix, picking up his speed, Corvus came back to join in jerking off over your face, looking at Tamsy finish you off as a hot shot of your cum sprung into the air sprinkling over the creamy white ring you left on his pierced dick, causing him to pull out rubbing his dick over your squirting pussy sending thick hot stripes up your cunt and stomach with Corvus's nut dripping onto your nose and lips, the both of them huffing and groaning at the disgusting sight they left on your body.

Corvus tapped your cum covered lips while Tamsy continued to play with your cum covered pussy, a lazy smirk on his face, realizing what he had done. Your mouth had swollen up, your pussy lips, your nipples you almost felt like a sex doll the way they threw you around like a rag doll.

"I won.." Tamsy spoke out, watching your body quiver from the aftershocks stabbing at your body.

"I'll leave her tip on the table.." Corvus chuckled, leaning down to hold your face his grey eyes suddenly expanding into a bright flash of white, then suddenly darkness almost like a blink, sending you right back in between the two men rising out of their seats fully clothed.

"Thank you for your time.." Corvus looked to you, your head shaking from the sudden surge of confusion.

"I'm at work..did I dance for them already? Am I blanking out?"

"I hope you enjoyed your time at the Honey Factory.." You spoke out, hoping you didn't end up going mute in front of new customers.

"We had an amazing time.." Tamsy spoke up, looking towards Corvus pulling out four stacks of bills onto the booth table, rising out of his seat along with locced man. They both walked out of the booth with Corvus being the last to leave looking back at you with a wink in his eyes, sending those memories back into your mind, your stomach caving in from the feeling.

"Shh.." Corvus whispered, holding his finger up his lips.

This has been highly requested by alot of dolls in the playhouse and when I tell you it took me awhile to finish only due to me having to take multipe rose breaks in between..I don't apologize for that. I love this duo soooo baddd and I hope you dolls enjoyed it too..please tell me what you liked the most..im dying to hear you all

-Daija

Songs in Mind

Slut Me Out-NLE Choppa

Down On Me- Jeremiah

Lights Down Low-Maejor

Pour It Up- Rihanna

7/11- Beyoncé

My Neck My Back- Khia

Love Me- Lil Wanye

**

Once you enjoyed your appetizer with Semiu in the back, you were on track to find your next customer of the night. You had high hopes of finding the gorgeous, tattooed man you had met earlier, but another blonde caught your attention in the corner of the club.

 Tamsy and Corvus decided to stay near the main stage, sitting in the farthest booth they could find, assuming they were being "concealed," but being isolated in a strip club made them more valuable to the collection of girls walking around.

 Instead of speeding your way towards the men, you went in the opposite direction to sneak a drink off of a nearby server's tray to ease your nerves so you could change your thin fishnet outfit into something looser and have a good enough excuse to walk near the booth with the man with pretty locs and the one with 50 inches down his back.

You emerge from the other side wearing nothing but pasties on your nipples and a pretty thong with a bow in the back in your favorite color, walking inside the section doing what your job insists you do, poking your ass out for a tip as you walk by, hoping they will keep you for a dance.

Corvus takes the bait by slipping a hundred in the side of your ass cheek while Tamsy strikes a fire in your chest by taking his bill to place it in the front by your pussy lips, you felt the coolness of the bill hit your clit and felt as if you opened your mouth, you'd moan.

"I hope you two are enjoying yourselves.." You hummed, pretending to walk off but a slender finger stops you with a tug on your thong. You look back to see the slight glimmer in his pierced lip hit your eyes and Corvus is in a more relaxed state sitting back letting his heavily stacked bulge show itself.

"We need you to settle something for us love.." The blonde smirked, looking towards the man.

"And what might that be? Want to see who I can make finish first?" You joked, walking closer to the pair.

"I'm glad to see your mind is open to something like that.."Tamsy smiled, grabbing at his half full glass to take a sip, your heart paused in your chest hearing your little joke cost you another risky act on your job, Semiu tipped well enough to where you didn't have sit in the middle of Corvus and Tamsy grabbing at both of their angry lengths.

You didn't HAVE to be here but that wasn't up for discussion once you felt Corvus's warm hand sit on your thigh, spreading your legs open to get a good look at the pitiful mess Semiu had left behind, Tamsy's finger turning your head towards him.

"You two want an audience?" You hummed, his two-toned pupils trailing a devious line from your thick-lash-covered eyes down to your perfect tits moving towards that pudgy stomach just itching for him to take a bite.

"He's got that covered sweetheart.." Corvus finally spoke nodding to the blonde, his arm extending out showing what looked like a spool of yarn, the flash of blue surrounding his body with the ropes snaking their way up the sides of the booth turning into curtains, shutting you away from the place with a cute bow, trapping you inside with the both of them without disrupting the flow of the club. 

His rough hands cupped your pasty covered tits shaking them in his hands earning a giggle from you, looking over to Tamsy grabbing the other, the both of them peeling back the pretty stickers revealing your painfully hardened buds, your giggles slowly churning into needy whimpers and whines. 

Your walls fluttered from the tingling sensation of their tongues licking over your perky nipples, broken moans leaving your glossy lips, looking at the blonde palm himself while Corvus's fingers found their way past the stupidily thin thong you'd soaked through, dragging his fingers up and down bothering your engorged clit collecting samples of your slick and teasing your tight hole begging with silent cries to be stuffed full. He took the pad of his thick digits to rub steady circles on your swollen nub as your breath hitched in your throat.

"Eyes on me love, let him unwind after a long day..." Tamsy spoke, a soft smirk lining on his face, keeping his instrument close by returning his focus on undoing his pants, pulling out his heavy length. Your eyes shot down to his thick pierced cock, plopping onto his stomach with his tip leaking sweet, semi-clear beads of precum to which he took his free hand to stroke himself. Corvus took your free hand back to his bulge silently telling you to continue your hand movements pushing his fingers past that squishy barrier, curling them inside of your wet slit sending shots of that hazy feeling into your stomach.

"Eager aren't we?" You huffed out, pressing your lips together trying to stop the blissful moans stuck in your throat.

"He knows what to call me.." Tamsy cooed, pulling off of your chest with a *pop* sound,  his voice strained from him playing with his pierced tip with his slender fingers, pushing your head down to kiss his two-toned dick.

"You're learning him well.." Corvus chimed in, pumping his nasty digits inside of your heat at a steady pace, looking over to see you lolling you tongue out on Tamsy's length, teasing his hole and prince albert with the tip of your tongue wrapping your lips around his tip sliding your head down further onto his length, coating him with your spit filled mouth.

"She's smart like you..fuckk..her mouth feels familiar too.." The blonde groaned..turning to look at the grey-eyed man, his face flushed with the prettiest color of pink from the alcohol and his jaw slacked open from your moans vibrating on his dick. Your hand never paused their movements on Corvus's dick either, his twitching length throbbed in your palms as your ears twitched from Corvus's moans being faltered by his gritted teeth. "Go show him what this mouth can do.." Tamsy smiled, sliding you off his dick, your puffy lips covered in gloss, spit, and precum. You had your tongue rolled out far enough to where the blonde-haired man spat right onto the wet muscle, turning your head to Corvus.

He stopped his slimy movements inside of your soaked pussy only for Tamsy's finger to replace that empty feeling. Your hands wasted no time pulling out Corvus's 9 inch bulge you'd been feeling out this entire time, his tip angry and his veins prominent, using Tamsy's spit you took your tongue to lick a nasty stripe up his dick feeling the ridges glide against it causing you to whimper.

"Don't be scared..you look like you can handle it.." Corvus hummed, holding himself at the base tapping it on your tongue. Tamsy's digits toyed with your sopping wet cunt, while your hand took a hold of Corvus's dick, not being able to wrap your fingers all the way around, showing how thick he truly was. 

You stroked his dick inside of your mouth tasting his creamy pre cum leaking inside of your cheeks, taking him down almost to his base practically choking yourself as your voice hummed around his shaft from Tamsy picking up speed deep within your needy pussy.

"All the way down..alll--shittt.."

"Oh his moans sound good to you?" Tamsy smirked, sucking in air from how tight your cunt molded to his creamy digits, you whimpered from the pads of his fingers hitting that spongy spot tucked away. Corvus's hand forced your nose to his shaved stomach activating your gag reflex, coughing up spit just for him to tap his sticky tip on your ruined mouth groaning at the filthy sight. 

"Cum on his fingers baby..uh huh look at me while I paint these lips..uhhh unn don't whine.."

 How could you stop yourself from whining? Tamsy's fingers pumped into you at a ridiculous speed letting nasty gushing noises come from your sticky pussy as his digits hit that spot over and over again even after that pretty stream of cum erupted from you, he pulled out to taste the damage only to go back inside to finger fuck the rest of your orgasm out. 

"Fuckkkkk..mmnnbhhh.." Your pitiful whines were shushed by Corvus stuffing your mouth back on his dick, bobbing your head up and around feeling Tamsy remove his fingers from your heat grabbing your thighs to turn you onto your knees, climbing onto the couch so he could start rubbing your cunt to slide length inside of your hungry folds, forming a rhythm almost matching to the music still playing in the club, his pierced tip poking that gummy center over and over again.

"No hands..no hands just like that.." He instructed, tossing his head back biting his lip from your uvula tickling his tip, showing a print in your throat each time he thrusted. Tamsy swore from how fucking tight you clamped around him, slapping his hips against yours with light grunts, holding your sides to steady himself, his eyes glued on your swollen pussy lips sucking him in.

 Corvus yanked you off of his length giving him the chance to place one knee on the couch and his other leg on the floor, fucking your mouth in tandem with Tamsy rutting behind you.

Your eyes disappeared into the back of your head as the feeling of 2 of your holes being stuffed into, tears staining your dolled up face from Corvus's girthy dick stretching your mouth while Tamsy's pierced cock stretched your cunt like a rubber band snapping back to his shape every time. It was only right for you to throw your ass onto his strokes to keep up with his rhythm showing him one of the reasons you were hired in the first place.

"Oh-oh my.. FUCK!" He swore, laying a few smacks on your ass watching the ripples going against his hips. "Filthy walls holding on to me like this..I got to have you clean this creamy fucking mess off of me..I want it to hook around...yourrrrrrfuckinggggg..cervixxx..holy shit.." He said with an angry grunt, the alcohol in his system taking over the main controls of his body, his fingernails dug deep into your sides forcing you to throat Corvus at a faster pace, your mouth no longer able to make coherent noises, just pure vocal nonsense of his dick hitting the back of your throat.

"Hoooo fuck you so fucking nasty, every goddamn inch? You working me like this? Fuck I'm gonna cum! How much is this gonna run me? SHIT!" Corvus cried out, humping your mouth like a sex toy as his balls softly tapped your chin, he grabbed onto your chin with his sporadic thrusts, holding your head still so he could pump his thick white seed into your throat, harsh groans escaping his lips as he continued to thrust. He let's up off of your chin to extend his arm out wrapping his fingers around Tamsy's throat.

"So close..so--hahhhh!" He whined, clawing at Corvus's forearm allowing the foggy feeling settle in while you gripped his cock with your cunt. He pulls his pierced lip in with his teeth, locking his eyes with the boss, snapping his hips into your drooling pussy at an alarming speed tossing his head back, filling up your sloppy folds with pretty white stripes of cum, ruining your walls with his scent.

"Fuck the cum deeper so I can dig it out for her.." He spoke, a nasty grin etching on his face squeezing his fingers tighter, listening to the broken syllables leave Tamsy's throat, his eyes fluttering from his vision fading before his lids snapped open from air entering his lungs from Corvus removing his hand to pinpoint his focus back on the stripper they had stuck between the both of them, pulling your head off of his length, pushing you onto your back watching Tamsy's cum leak out of your needy hole.

He dove his tongue deep inside right in the same destination tamsy left seconds ago, flicking upward feeling that burning hot feeling churn inside of your stomach, your jaw dropping open only for a second right before Tamsy slid his cream covered cock back into your throat, your tongue cleaning off his piercings with as much precision as you could despite your head being upside down.

"Mnnnngghhh!" Your muffled cries fell on deaf ears, but the sounds of Corvus's lips making out with your sopping wet pussy covered up your groans and some of Tamsy's filthy whimpers

. He pops up from your slimy mess wiping his face covered with Tamsy's cum and your juices using it to lube himself, wasting no time puncturing your heat with his wide length, filling you up inch by inch, growling through gritted teeth feeling how tight you were sucking Tamsy down.

"C'mere.." Corvus grunts, yanking Tamsy in by his ponytail sliding his tongue into his mouth, thrusting up into your greedy cunt, taking all 9 inches of his dick. That man had been couped up in his office for weeks dealing with everything down at Cleaner HQ but in here Corvus turned into some kinda of animal, a starving animal willing to do anything to satisfy that inch oh so deep in his core, the only thing your slutty body could do was take it, take every vein whispered against yout velvety walls, take every clang of Tamsy's piercings against your teeth.

You were in a sinner's paradise.

Tamsy took his hand to grab Corvus's throat pressing hard to the sides of his neck, grunting to his mouth as he pumped deep into your throat, a stupidly sex crazed laugh leaving his lips as he pulled back from the grey eyed man, a string of saliva connecting the two tall men. He allowed the nasty line of drool to fall onto your pussy all while he still humped inside of you, taking his thumb pad to rub circles on your clit hearing your groan onto Tamsy's shaft.

"I picked a good one...I picked a nasty bitch didn't I? Shit! Get it out of me! You want that nut pretty girl?" 

"I feel that cervix opening up for me..look at me bottoming out! Let me in there..let me in this..SHIT!" Corvus moaned out, your soaked pussy opening up from him lifting your thighs to be folded against your chest, your perfect tits bouncing around like an old tape recorder, accidentally letting Tamsy's cock fall out of your mouth from your orgasm sneaking it's way out of your body, but no one gave a fuck about yours moans..he went on drilling inside of your pathetic pussy.

Tamsy took his hand to tap on your swollen clit coaxing more of that savory liquid from your dripping cunt, placing Corvus's dick back inside of you after he pumped too hard causing his slimy length to slide across your cunt.

"Don't push him out, hold his cock just like you did for me.." He cooed, tapping his sticky tip on your flaling tongue taking his hand to press on your stomach so he could feel Corvus's dick impale you. The locced man pulled out of your clenching cunt just to grab a hold of of your head again pulling you forward like he was about to have you suck him off again but instead he flipped you over onto your back, your mouth only centimeters from his balls.

Being the nasty bitch you were, you extended your tongue out to pull one of his balls into your mouth while he snatched up Tamsy by the neck forcing his pierced lip to wrap around his creamy cock, sucking off the remnants of your juices even sneaking his tongue out to lick on your sensitive and pleasurably sore clit.

"She does feel..just..like...you.." He spoke with each thrust, his beautiful moans being muffled by his throbbing length.

"Mmhmmm.." He groaned, lining up his twitching length with you soaked folds, falling back inside nearly at the same pace Corvus thrusted into his mouth, vibrating his balls in your mouth.

"When I come down this throat...fuck! When I cum down this fucking throat let her taste it.." He growled, holding onto Tamsy's blonde locks feeling the ball of his piercing glide against his veins.

"Shit..Shit..Ta-hahhhhh!" His moves came to an abrupt stop filling up Tamsy's cheeks with his sticky fluids, his two toned eyes rolling back at his flavor with dribbles of it falling onto yours lips. Your mouth pops off of his balls and onto Tamsy's lips with one swift pull with his dick still thumping deep within your walls at constant speed.

He transferred Corvus's gift into your mouth feeling his piercing tongue swirl around yours, the both of you moaning like maniacs while the big man himself watched with his dick inside of his closed fist glaring at Tamsy rut inside of your desperate cunt. 

The blonde lifts up from the kiss with a thick white line shared between the two of you, he wipes his mouth with his arm revealing a sinful grin plastered on his face, taking his free hand to grip on your neck, shoving you down on his dick with ragged breaths.

"Take it all you greedy little...ohhh my god where did you come from? Draining my dick like this? I....fuckkkk.." He whined. "Yes...yessss..milk it out of me..take every fucking inch of me.." He faltered back from desperate whines to determined grunts.

Your brain recorded every second like a live stream casted to the entire club, your stomach felt so fucking full of his pierced dick plunging deep to abuse that spongy spot inside of your dripping pussy, you took your acrylic nailed hands down to your sore clit to rub more mind numbing strokes, lolling your tongue out like sex craved animal in heat, Corvus's cum dribbling out of your mouth like drool.

 You had a filthy content smile written lazily on your face, hoping nothing could stop the pulsating feeling going through your veins, you were drunk off of pure dick and only 1 shot of tequila..the perfect cocktail.

"Clean me off with this pussy..make a fucking mess.." He huffed, removing his hand from your neck to your hips adding his other hand to the mix, picking up his speed, Corvus came back to join in jerking off over your face, looking at Tamsy finish you off as a hot shot of your cum sprung into the air sprinkling over the creamy white ring you left on his pierced dick, causing him to pull out rubbing his dick over your squirting pussy sending thick hot stripes up your cunt and stomach with Corvus's nut dripping onto your nose and lips, the both of them huffing and groaning at the disgusting sight they left on your body.

Corvus tapped your cum covered lips while Tamsy continued to play with your cum covered pussy, a lazy smirk on his face, realizing what he had done. Your mouth had swollen up, your pussy lips, your nipples you almost felt like a sex doll the way they threw you around like a rag doll.

"I won.." Tamsy spoke out, watching your body quiver from the aftershocks stabbing at your body.

"I'll leave her tip on the table.." Corvus chuckled, leaning down to hold your face his grey eyes suddenly expanding into a bright flash of white, then suddenly darkness almost like a blink, sending you right back in between the two men rising out of their seats fully clothed.

"Thank you for your time.." Corvus looked to you, your head shaking from the sudden surge of confusion.

"I'm at work..did I dance for them already? Am I blanking out?"

"I hope you enjoyed your time at the Honey Factory.." You spoke out, hoping you didn't end up going mute in front of new customers.

"We had an amazing time.." Tamsy spoke up, looking towards Corvus pulling out four stacks of bills onto the booth table, rising out of his seat along with locced man. They both walked out of the booth with Corvus being the last to leave looking back at you with a wink in his eyes, sending those memories back into your mind, your stomach caving in from the feeling.

"Shh.." Corvus whispered, holding his finger up his lips.

This has been highly requested by alot of dolls in the playhouse and when I tell you it took me awhile to finish only due to me having to take multipe rose breaks in between..I don't apologize for that. I love this duo soooo baddd and I hope you dolls enjoyed it too..please tell me what you liked the most..im dying to hear you all

-Daija

Songs in Mind

Slut Me Out-NLE Choppa

Down On Me- Jeremiah

Lights Down Low-Maejor

Pour It Up- Rihanna

7/11- Beyoncé

My Neck My Back- Khia

Love Me- Lil Wanye

**

Once you enjoyed your appetizer with Semiu in the back, you were on track to find your next customer of the night. You had high hopes of finding the gorgeous, tattooed man you had met earlier, but another blonde caught your attention in the corner of the club.

 Tamsy and Corvus decided to stay near the main stage, sitting in the farthest booth they could find, assuming they were being "concealed," but being isolated in a strip club made them more valuable to the collection of girls walking around.

 Instead of speeding your way towards the men, you went in the opposite direction to sneak a drink off of a nearby server's tray to ease your nerves so you could change your thin fishnet outfit into something looser and have a good enough excuse to walk near the booth with the man with pretty locs and the one with 50 inches down his back.

You emerge from the other side wearing nothing but pasties on your nipples and a pretty thong with a bow in the back in your favorite color, walking inside the section doing what your job insists you do, poking your ass out for a tip as you walk by, hoping they will keep you for a dance.

Corvus takes the bait by slipping a hundred in the side of your ass cheek while Tamsy strikes a fire in your chest by taking his bill to place it in the front by your pussy lips, you felt the coolness of the bill hit your clit and felt as if you opened your mouth, you'd moan.

"I hope you two are enjoying yourselves.." You hummed, pretending to walk off but a slender finger stops you with a tug on your thong. You look back to see the slight glimmer in his pierced lip hit your eyes and Corvus is in a more relaxed state sitting back letting his heavily stacked bulge show itself.

"We need you to settle something for us love.." The blonde smirked, looking towards the man.

"And what might that be? Want to see who I can make finish first?" You joked, walking closer to the pair.

"I'm glad to see your mind is open to something like that.."Tamsy smiled, grabbing at his half full glass to take a sip, your heart paused in your chest hearing your little joke cost you another risky act on your job, Semiu tipped well enough to where you didn't have sit in the middle of Corvus and Tamsy grabbing at both of their angry lengths.

You didn't HAVE to be here but that wasn't up for discussion once you felt Corvus's warm hand sit on your thigh, spreading your legs open to get a good look at the pitiful mess Semiu had left behind, Tamsy's finger turning your head towards him.

"You two want an audience?" You hummed, his two-toned pupils trailing a devious line from your thick-lash-covered eyes down to your perfect tits moving towards that pudgy stomach just itching for him to take a bite.

"He's got that covered sweetheart.." Corvus finally spoke nodding to the blonde, his arm extending out showing what looked like a spool of yarn, the flash of blue surrounding his body with the ropes snaking their way up the sides of the booth turning into curtains, shutting you away from the place with a cute bow, trapping you inside with the both of them without disrupting the flow of the club. 

His rough hands cupped your pasty covered tits shaking them in his hands earning a giggle from you, looking over to Tamsy grabbing the other, the both of them peeling back the pretty stickers revealing your painfully hardened buds, your giggles slowly churning into needy whimpers and whines. 

Your walls fluttered from the tingling sensation of their tongues licking over your perky nipples, broken moans leaving your glossy lips, looking at the blonde palm himself while Corvus's fingers found their way past the stupidily thin thong you'd soaked through, dragging his fingers up and down bothering your engorged clit collecting samples of your slick and teasing your tight hole begging with silent cries to be stuffed full. He took the pad of his thick digits to rub steady circles on your swollen nub as your breath hitched in your throat.

"Eyes on me love, let him unwind after a long day..." Tamsy spoke, a soft smirk lining on his face, keeping his instrument close by returning his focus on undoing his pants, pulling out his heavy length. Your eyes shot down to his thick pierced cock, plopping onto his stomach with his tip leaking sweet, semi-clear beads of precum to which he took his free hand to stroke himself. Corvus took your free hand back to his bulge silently telling you to continue your hand movements pushing his fingers past that squishy barrier, curling them inside of your wet slit sending shots of that hazy feeling into your stomach.

"Eager aren't we?" You huffed out, pressing your lips together trying to stop the blissful moans stuck in your throat.

"He knows what to call me.." Tamsy cooed, pulling off of your chest with a *pop* sound,  his voice strained from him playing with his pierced tip with his slender fingers, pushing your head down to kiss his two-toned dick.

"You're learning him well.." Corvus chimed in, pumping his nasty digits inside of your heat at a steady pace, looking over to see you lolling you tongue out on Tamsy's length, teasing his hole and prince albert with the tip of your tongue wrapping your lips around his tip sliding your head down further onto his length, coating him with your spit filled mouth.

"She's smart like you..fuckk..her mouth feels familiar too.." The blonde groaned..turning to look at the grey-eyed man, his face flushed with the prettiest color of pink from the alcohol and his jaw slacked open from your moans vibrating on his dick. Your hand never paused their movements on Corvus's dick either, his twitching length throbbed in your palms as your ears twitched from Corvus's moans being faltered by his gritted teeth. "Go show him what this mouth can do.." Tamsy smiled, sliding you off his dick, your puffy lips covered in gloss, spit, and precum. You had your tongue rolled out far enough to where the blonde-haired man spat right onto the wet muscle, turning your head to Corvus.

He stopped his slimy movements inside of your soaked pussy only for Tamsy's finger to replace that empty feeling. Your hands wasted no time pulling out Corvus's 9 inch bulge you'd been feeling out this entire time, his tip angry and his veins prominent, using Tamsy's spit you took your tongue to lick a nasty stripe up his dick feeling the ridges glide against it causing you to whimper.

"Don't be scared..you look like you can handle it.." Corvus hummed, holding himself at the base tapping it on your tongue. Tamsy's digits toyed with your sopping wet cunt, while your hand took a hold of Corvus's dick, not being able to wrap your fingers all the way around, showing how thick he truly was. 

You stroked his dick inside of your mouth tasting his creamy pre cum leaking inside of your cheeks, taking him down almost to his base practically choking yourself as your voice hummed around his shaft from Tamsy picking up speed deep within your needy pussy.

"All the way down..alll--shittt.."

"Oh his moans sound good to you?" Tamsy smirked, sucking in air from how tight your cunt molded to his creamy digits, you whimpered from the pads of his fingers hitting that spongy spot tucked away. Corvus's hand forced your nose to his shaved stomach activating your gag reflex, coughing up spit just for him to tap his sticky tip on your ruined mouth groaning at the filthy sight. 

"Cum on his fingers baby..uh huh look at me while I paint these lips..uhhh unn don't whine.."

 How could you stop yourself from whining? Tamsy's fingers pumped into you at a ridiculous speed letting nasty gushing noises come from your sticky pussy as his digits hit that spot over and over again even after that pretty stream of cum erupted from you, he pulled out to taste the damage only to go back inside to finger fuck the rest of your orgasm out. 

"Fuckkkkk..mmnnbhhh.." Your pitiful whines were shushed by Corvus stuffing your mouth back on his dick, bobbing your head up and around feeling Tamsy remove his fingers from your heat grabbing your thighs to turn you onto your knees, climbing onto the couch so he could start rubbing your cunt to slide length inside of your hungry folds, forming a rhythm almost matching to the music still playing in the club, his pierced tip poking that gummy center over and over again.

"No hands..no hands just like that.." He instructed, tossing his head back biting his lip from your uvula tickling his tip, showing a print in your throat each time he thrusted. Tamsy swore from how fucking tight you clamped around him, slapping his hips against yours with light grunts, holding your sides to steady himself, his eyes glued on your swollen pussy lips sucking him in.

 Corvus yanked you off of his length giving him the chance to place one knee on the couch and his other leg on the floor, fucking your mouth in tandem with Tamsy rutting behind you.

Your eyes disappeared into the back of your head as the feeling of 2 of your holes being stuffed into, tears staining your dolled up face from Corvus's girthy dick stretching your mouth while Tamsy's pierced cock stretched your cunt like a rubber band snapping back to his shape every time. It was only right for you to throw your ass onto his strokes to keep up with his rhythm showing him one of the reasons you were hired in the first place.

"Oh-oh my.. FUCK!" He swore, laying a few smacks on your ass watching the ripples going against his hips. "Filthy walls holding on to me like this..I got to have you clean this creamy fucking mess off of me..I want it to hook around...yourrrrrrfuckinggggg..cervixxx..holy shit.." He said with an angry grunt, the alcohol in his system taking over the main controls of his body, his fingernails dug deep into your sides forcing you to throat Corvus at a faster pace, your mouth no longer able to make coherent noises, just pure vocal nonsense of his dick hitting the back of your throat.

"Hoooo fuck you so fucking nasty, every goddamn inch? You working me like this? Fuck I'm gonna cum! How much is this gonna run me? SHIT!" Corvus cried out, humping your mouth like a sex toy as his balls softly tapped your chin, he grabbed onto your chin with his sporadic thrusts, holding your head still so he could pump his thick white seed into your throat, harsh groans escaping his lips as he continued to thrust. He let's up off of your chin to extend his arm out wrapping his fingers around Tamsy's throat.

"So close..so--hahhhh!" He whined, clawing at Corvus's forearm allowing the foggy feeling settle in while you gripped his cock with your cunt. He pulls his pierced lip in with his teeth, locking his eyes with the boss, snapping his hips into your drooling pussy at an alarming speed tossing his head back, filling up your sloppy folds with pretty white stripes of cum, ruining your walls with his scent.

"Fuck the cum deeper so I can dig it out for her.." He spoke, a nasty grin etching on his face squeezing his fingers tighter, listening to the broken syllables leave Tamsy's throat, his eyes fluttering from his vision fading before his lids snapped open from air entering his lungs from Corvus removing his hand to pinpoint his focus back on the stripper they had stuck between the both of them, pulling your head off of his length, pushing you onto your back watching Tamsy's cum leak out of your needy hole.

He dove his tongue deep inside right in the same destination tamsy left seconds ago, flicking upward feeling that burning hot feeling churn inside of your stomach, your jaw dropping open only for a second right before Tamsy slid his cream covered cock back into your throat, your tongue cleaning off his piercings with as much precision as you could despite your head being upside down.

"Mnnnngghhh!" Your muffled cries fell on deaf ears, but the sounds of Corvus's lips making out with your sopping wet pussy covered up your groans and some of Tamsy's filthy whimpers

. He pops up from your slimy mess wiping his face covered with Tamsy's cum and your juices using it to lube himself, wasting no time puncturing your heat with his wide length, filling you up inch by inch, growling through gritted teeth feeling how tight you were sucking Tamsy down.

"C'mere.." Corvus grunts, yanking Tamsy in by his ponytail sliding his tongue into his mouth, thrusting up into your greedy cunt, taking all 9 inches of his dick. That man had been couped up in his office for weeks dealing with everything down at Cleaner HQ but in here Corvus turned into some kinda of animal, a starving animal willing to do anything to satisfy that inch oh so deep in his core, the only thing your slutty body could do was take it, take every vein whispered against yout velvety walls, take every clang of Tamsy's piercings against your teeth.

You were in a sinner's paradise.

Tamsy took his hand to grab Corvus's throat pressing hard to the sides of his neck, grunting to his mouth as he pumped deep into your throat, a stupidly sex crazed laugh leaving his lips as he pulled back from the grey eyed man, a string of saliva connecting the two tall men. He allowed the nasty line of drool to fall onto your pussy all while he still humped inside of you, taking his thumb pad to rub circles on your clit hearing your groan onto Tamsy's shaft.

"I picked a good one...I picked a nasty bitch didn't I? Shit! Get it out of me! You want that nut pretty girl?" 

"I feel that cervix opening up for me..look at me bottoming out! Let me in there..let me in this..SHIT!" Corvus moaned out, your soaked pussy opening up from him lifting your thighs to be folded against your chest, your perfect tits bouncing around like an old tape recorder, accidentally letting Tamsy's cock fall out of your mouth from your orgasm sneaking it's way out of your body, but no one gave a fuck about yours moans..he went on drilling inside of your pathetic pussy.

Tamsy took his hand to tap on your swollen clit coaxing more of that savory liquid from your dripping cunt, placing Corvus's dick back inside of you after he pumped too hard causing his slimy length to slide across your cunt.

"Don't push him out, hold his cock just like you did for me.." He cooed, tapping his sticky tip on your flaling tongue taking his hand to press on your stomach so he could feel Corvus's dick impale you. The locced man pulled out of your clenching cunt just to grab a hold of of your head again pulling you forward like he was about to have you suck him off again but instead he flipped you over onto your back, your mouth only centimeters from his balls.

Being the nasty bitch you were, you extended your tongue out to pull one of his balls into your mouth while he snatched up Tamsy by the neck forcing his pierced lip to wrap around his creamy cock, sucking off the remnants of your juices even sneaking his tongue out to lick on your sensitive and pleasurably sore clit.

"She does feel..just..like...you.." He spoke with each thrust, his beautiful moans being muffled by his throbbing length.

"Mmhmmm.." He groaned, lining up his twitching length with you soaked folds, falling back inside nearly at the same pace Corvus thrusted into his mouth, vibrating his balls in your mouth.

"When I come down this throat...fuck! When I cum down this fucking throat let her taste it.." He growled, holding onto Tamsy's blonde locks feeling the ball of his piercing glide against his veins.

"Shit..Shit..Ta-hahhhhh!" His moves came to an abrupt stop filling up Tamsy's cheeks with his sticky fluids, his two toned eyes rolling back at his flavor with dribbles of it falling onto yours lips. Your mouth pops off of his balls and onto Tamsy's lips with one swift pull with his dick still thumping deep within your walls at constant speed.

He transferred Corvus's gift into your mouth feeling his piercing tongue swirl around yours, the both of you moaning like maniacs while the big man himself watched with his dick inside of his closed fist glaring at Tamsy rut inside of your desperate cunt. 

The blonde lifts up from the kiss with a thick white line shared between the two of you, he wipes his mouth with his arm revealing a sinful grin plastered on his face, taking his free hand to grip on your neck, shoving you down on his dick with ragged breaths.

"Take it all you greedy little...ohhh my god where did you come from? Draining my dick like this? I....fuckkkk.." He whined. "Yes...yessss..milk it out of me..take every fucking inch of me.." He faltered back from desperate whines to determined grunts.

Your brain recorded every second like a live stream casted to the entire club, your stomach felt so fucking full of his pierced dick plunging deep to abuse that spongy spot inside of your dripping pussy, you took your acrylic nailed hands down to your sore clit to rub more mind numbing strokes, lolling your tongue out like sex craved animal in heat, Corvus's cum dribbling out of your mouth like drool.

 You had a filthy content smile written lazily on your face, hoping nothing could stop the pulsating feeling going through your veins, you were drunk off of pure dick and only 1 shot of tequila..the perfect cocktail.

"Clean me off with this pussy..make a fucking mess.." He huffed, removing his hand from your neck to your hips adding his other hand to the mix, picking up his speed, Corvus came back to join in jerking off over your face, looking at Tamsy finish you off as a hot shot of your cum sprung into the air sprinkling over the creamy white ring you left on his pierced dick, causing him to pull out rubbing his dick over your squirting pussy sending thick hot stripes up your cunt and stomach with Corvus's nut dripping onto your nose and lips, the both of them huffing and groaning at the disgusting sight they left on your body.

Corvus tapped your cum covered lips while Tamsy continued to play with your cum covered pussy, a lazy smirk on his face, realizing what he had done. Your mouth had swollen up, your pussy lips, your nipples you almost felt like a sex doll the way they threw you around like a rag doll.

"I won.." Tamsy spoke out, watching your body quiver from the aftershocks stabbing at your body.

"I'll leave her tip on the table.." Corvus chuckled, leaning down to hold your face his grey eyes suddenly expanding into a bright flash of white, then suddenly darkness almost like a blink, sending you right back in between the two men rising out of their seats fully clothed.

"Thank you for your time.." Corvus looked to you, your head shaking from the sudden surge of confusion.

"I'm at work..did I dance for them already? Am I blanking out?"

"I hope you enjoyed your time at the Honey Factory.." You spoke out, hoping you didn't end up going mute in front of new customers.

"We had an amazing time.." Tamsy spoke up, looking towards Corvus pulling out four stacks of bills onto the booth table, rising out of his seat along with locced man. They both walked out of the booth with Corvus being the last to leave looking back at you with a wink in his eyes, sending those memories back into your mind, your stomach caving in from the feeling.

"Shh.." Corvus whispered, holding his finger up his lips.

This has been highly requested by alot of dolls in the playhouse and when I tell you it took me awhile to finish only due to me having to take multipe rose breaks in between..I don't apologize for that. I love this duo soooo baddd and I hope you dolls enjoyed it too..please tell me what you liked the most..im dying to hear you all

-Daija

You were not normal. Totally nuts probably. You were the silly, naive female lead in the movie where she ignores every major red flag in the guy who started flirting with her, and said yes when he asked her out on a date. Then said yes again. And again. And again. 

But Jake Lockley wasn’t like that. Men with red flags don’t point out that they have red flags.

And Jake was honest with you from the beginning. Okay, not exactly from the beginning, but from probably the fourth date.

He said he had two alters. He’s sharing his body with two other men. That’s why sometimes you don’t hear about him for days.

He could be lying. He could have a family and maybe you are just the sidechick.

But you decided to trust him. He was nothing but a gentleman so far. He brought you flowers. He picked you up from work when he was able to. Took you out on dates when he had the body. Held the doors open for you. Who wouldn’t fall for all of this?

You never met a man like him and you thought that there must be a catch. And there was, but you decided that it was worth it.

He said the system that he was a part of was delicate. In time, he will introduce you to his alters, when all of you are ready. But truth be told, you met Jake way before Marc and Steven did. 

Jake had insecurities when it came to his existence and he never really knew where he belonged in the big scary world. But you made him feel real, made him feel connected. You were a place he could come home to and your arms were the blanket that shielded him from everything he wasn’t ready to face yet.

You were patient, and caring, you were his friend and his lover. Even when he had doubts about himself he never had doubts about you.

So when he dropped down on one knee in front of you in a fancy restaurant while you celebrated your one year anniversary, it felt right.

Your yes was the most confident answer he ever had to a question.

“We probably won’t be able to go on a long honeymoon.” - Jake admitted in a whisper after he put the ring on your finger and pulled you in for a deep kiss, then a warm hug.

“Everyday with you feels like honeymoon to me.” - you smiled warmly at him and pulled back a little to kiss him again.

“I love you. I love you, carino. I wish I could put it into words how much I love you.”

You smiled slyly and ran your forefinger softly across his jawline.

“Maybe if you’re that bad with words, you could show me after dinner.”

Jake chuckled and buried his face into your neck as he lifted you up to spin you around once.

“I’ll be more than happy to, muneca.”

-----

Six months later you got married. You didn’t want a big ceremony, and Jake didn’t really have a family, so it was only yours and your closest friends. You celebrated in a very elegant hotel’s restaurant and had an amazing party on the rooftop. Everything was perfect and you never felt happier. 

Jake of course didn’t want to rob you of a real honeymoon. He let Marc and Steven have the body for most of the time for weeks after the wedding and he only visited you during the nights when the other two were asleep. He was back in their flat by the morning so his headmates won’t suspect anything.

In the meantime, he mentally prepared himself to take the body for five days straight.

Marc and Steven will be confused as hell once he lets them front again, but Jake deserved this, you deserved this, so it will happen and even you couldn’t change his mind when you asked him if it was a good idea and wanted to convince him that a silly honeymoon wasn’t as important as his mental health.

But it was for his mental health.

He was a husband now and his duty was to make his wife happy and keep her satisfied.

So that’s what he did. 

He never took so many pictures in his entire life than when he was on the Canary Islands with you. You were radiating with happiness the entire time and your joy was infectious. When you were happy Jake was happy and taking you here was worth every penny. Even if he was stressing himself out every night, fearing his control of the body would slip out his hands during the nights. But if Marc managed to control Steven during his sleep, Jake will be able to do it too. He practiced it in the past, and he will do everything in his power to keep the reins.

Your pout was cute when you arrived back in New York so he promised you he will take you on a vacation somewhere nice every year. He didn’t miss your grateful, but concerned look as you caressed his cheek with your thumbs, gently brushing them over the dark circles under his eyes.

“Take as much rest as you need, Jake, okay? This was the most wonderful week of my life, so thank you.” - you pulled him in for a kiss. - “You’re taking such good care of me. But I want you to take care of yourself too, alright?”

He nodded then he touched his forehead against yours.

“I just wish I didn’t have to leave you so many times.”

“You are not leaving me, baby. You’re just taking small breaks… from dealing with my ass.” - you joked, even if in reality he was dealing with his alters’.

“Mi amor, your ass is a burden I will gladly carry.” - he murmured against your lips as he squeezed your asscheeks playfully.

-----

Jake knew he had to reveal himself to Marc and Steven now. He was married now and if he wanted to give you a somewhat normal life, his alters had to at least know about your existence. 

The boys took his introduction quite well. Better than he expected. They were suspicious of a third alter lurking in the body, so when Jake revealed himself they were more relieved than upset.

But Jake didn't know what he got himself into. If he was afraid of the hierarchy of the system before, that was nothing compared to the way his headmates treated him now.

It was everybody’s worst nightmare.

He technically became the youngest sibling.

“Let’s order a pizza.” 

‘We Brits always get bullied for our terrible food choices and here you are Marc, always wanting to eat a bloody pizza.’

‘How about burritos?’ - Jake suggested.

“hOw AbOuT bUrRiToS? How about you let the grown men decide?” - Marc said, grabbing his phone to open a food app.

Jake growled annoyed.

‘I’m technically as old as Steven.’

‘Nah, mate, I’m like 5 minutes older than you.’

‘Me estás bromeando?! You two act like fucking 5 years olds I swear to god.’

“Aww, look at who’s throwing a hissy fit.” - Marc taunted.

‘I’m not!’

‘You are.’

‘Am not!”

“You are.”

Jake had enough and forced himself to the front.

“Ehehehe.”

‘Hey what the fuck? We don’t do that here!’ - Marc yelled.

“Gonna cry?” - Jake asked as he searched for the place that sells the best burritos in town.

‘I don’t get any respect in this body.’

‘Maybe if you wouldn’t act like you’re the boss of this body.’ - Steven said annoyed.

‘I AM the boss of this body! I’m the original!’

“What are you trying to say? We’re just cheap copies of you?”

‘Duh! Lamer and less handsome!’

‘Jake? Order a protein shake for the gymbruv, will you? Maybe he’ll calm down.’

‘You take his side, Steven? You’re teaming up against me? Little shits, both of you.’

“Don’t worry hermano, I order a Hawaiian pizza for you.”

‘EWWW!’

-----

Introducing you next took a little bit more time. Jake was afraid of two things: the boys won’t like you. Or the boys will like you too much.

You were his wife. If Marc and/or Steven don’t like you, Jake of course won’t divorce you. But what if they want to date too? What if you saw his body walking on the street with another person hand in hand?

He didn’t think this through. You should’ve met the others before he proposed to you. But you made him so happy and you said yes so eagerly. It was so perfect. But what if…?

“Talk to me, Lockley.” - you said when you saw him start spiraling.

He shook his head, nervously, but then looked up at you from the couch.

“I love you, you know that right?”

“I know. And I love you too.”

“But what if they don’t? What if they wanna see someone else?”

“Well, that someone else has to get through me first. I was here first. If Marc or Steven wanna date someone else I respect that. But they have to respect that you have someone for yourself too.” - you climbed in Jake’s lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. - “And you can be sure as hell that I ain’t going nowhere.”

“Muneca…” - Jake growled as he pulled you closer then kissed you. - “You’re hot when you’re possessive.”

“What about you? What if I meet them and they like me?”

“I’m gonna make sure they remember that you were my wife first.” - he kissed you deeply, licking into your mouth greedily then sucking on your lips as he pulled away.

“Papi… you’re hot when you’re possessive.”

-----

“Really?!” - you asked excited, eyes shining brightly.

Jake said that he still wasn’t quite ready for you to meet the guys, but he was ready to compromise. He told you where Steven worked so you could take a look at him, and observe him, so when you meet him officially, you won’t be meeting a total stranger. If you feel positive about the meeting you can do the same with Marc.

But seeing your radiating smile he knew the only thing he had to worry about is his headmates actually wanting you for themselves. If Jake can’t resist you, there’s no way the other two can. They’re gonna be all over you and Jake will have to fight for every second of alone time with you.

This was confirmed after Steven couldn’t shut the fuck about a woman he saw in his group as he was guiding the people through the museum. According to him she is the prettiest girl he had ever seen and her smile brightened his day. Unfortunately, he saw a wedding ring on her finger so he decided against going over to her to talk, before he made a fool out of himself.

‘You should’ve gone for it, buddy. Maybe the ring wouldn’t have stopped her.’

‘Andate a la concha de tu madre!’ - Jake hissed out of reflex.

‘Huh?’

Jake froze. He had to remind himself that while Marc was talking about you, he didn’t know he was talking about you. 

‘I mean… maybe you watch too much porn, hombre. Not every married person is out there to cheat.’

‘And how would you know that?’

‘I uh… read it.’

‘Uhuh. Okay. Well, you can never know. Maybe she is for the streets.’

‘Vete a la mierda!’

‘Seriously, Jake, what the fuck?’

-----

After having to endure Steven’s daydreams about you - which Jake should take as a compliment, really, but at the same time he is still having fantasies about doing the dirty with his wife - Jake was a bit more reluctant to tell you where Marc worked as a security guard.

“Ooohhh, are you afraid he can steal me from you?” - you teased.

Jake snorted.

“Yeah, right. Emotionally unavailable is just your type.”

“Maybe I like challenges.”

“Maybe Marc likes to fuck and dip.” 

“Maybe he just needs a proper wifey who keeps him satisfied.”

“Maybe my proper wifey should keep me satisfied.” - he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him as you giggled.

“Maybe if my hubby gives me the address I need, I’ll let him do nasty things to me.”

“Maybe if my wife let me do nasty things to her, I’ll give her the address she needs.”

You pouted, but kissed him. 

“You’re sexy when you don’t give in so easily.” - you murmured against his lips as your hands slid down his torso to unbuckle his belt.

“You’re sexy when you do.” - he smirked, watching as you sank down to your knees.

-----

“I’m telling you, guys. She was eyeing me the whole time.” - Marc said between bites as he was eating his lunch at their flat.

‘Did you talk to her?’ - Jake asked. He knew his headmate didn’t, you already spoke to him about what happened when you went to the coffee shop near Marc’s workplace.

“Didn’t have the chance. She was in the other line, and there were quite a lot of people between us. But she had a wedding band too, like Steven’s girl.”

‘Maybe she was staring at you, because she thought you were me and she recognized us from the museum.’

“What did she look like?” 

Steven gave a description about your appearance. 

Marc gulped down the food.

“That’s her.”

Steven smiled brightly and hopefully.

“She’s married, buddy.” - Marc reminded him.

‘And since when do you care about that?’ - Jake asked with an eye roll.

“Steven does.” - he pointed to their headmate in a nearby mirror’s reflection.

Steven had a sad pout on his face. His shoulders sagged and he fiddled with his fingers, a habit he did unconsciously when he was anxious or sad. 

‘I don’t know how long I can go like this.’ - he admitted.

Jake and Marc looked at him concerned.

“Like what?”

‘Without a girlfriend.’

Jake looked at Marc and the latter sighed.

“Listen, buddy. I’m gonna be honest with you. I don’t think there is someone out there for us. I mean… look at us. We’re a package deal.”

‘We will never know if we don’t try!’ - Steven tried to reason.

“What if I don’t wanna try?”

‘Don’t tell me you don’t want someone here who waits for us when we come home after work. Or don’t want someone to lay down next to in the evenings. Or wake up next to in the mornings. Or hold their hand while we walk? Cuddle while we watch the telly?’

“I never said I don’t want that, Steven. I’m saying there’s a thin chance we ever get to experience that.”

‘Give me the body.’

Marc narrowed his eyes suspiciously, but let Steven have the control.

He pulled out his phone, opened the app store and searched for Tinder. 

Jake’s eyes widened.

‘What are you doing?’

“Getting us a date.”

‘Whoah, okay, let’s wait a minute, you didn't even ask me…’

“Why? You don’t want a girlfriend?”

‘I uh… I uh…’

‘Jake is right. We have to talk about this first. You wanna put everything on our profile? Like… everything?’ - Marc asked, gesturing to the three of them.

“Why not? That way only the ones who are really interested will message us.”

‘I’m not sure about this…’ - Marc admitted.

“Well, I am.” - Steven said, hitting download. - “We’re 38 years old. Sorry that I’m trying to be happy. I know being single works for you, but it doesn’t work for me. And you’re not alone in this body.”

‘Steven. Don’t open that app.’ - Jake warned.

Steven opened it.

‘Delete it. I’m serious!’ - Jake said more aggressively.

“Sorry! I can’t hear you! I’m too busy setting up our profile!” - Steven said, typing fast.

Jake growled, and forced himself to the front. Steven’s eyes rolled back and suddenly he was locked inside.

Jake deleted it.

‘What the fuck, mate?!’

“We don’t need a fucking girlfriend!” - Jake yelled, frustrated.

‘WHY?!’

“Because we’re already married!”

The boys froze.

Then Marc shook his head. 

‘I’m sorry, can you repeat that? I think I heard you say that we’re married.’

Jake looked at the reflections in the mirror with a serious look.

“I am.” 

Marc started laughing in disbelief. Steven was still frozen with a shocked look.

‘And when did this happen?’

“Three months ago. I proposed to her six months before that. On our one year anniversary.”

Marc and Steven’s jaws dropped. That was way before they even met Jake.

“I met her in a restaurant. She owns it. She sometimes helps the staff when it’s a busy shift. That’s how I met her. She waited my table a few times. I was lonely and she was always so nice. Listened to me when I thought I had no one to talk to. And… one day I asked her out. I still don’t know how I got the courage. But… she said yes and the rest is history.”

They boys remained silent for a long time.

‘Wow…’ - was all that Marc could say.

A smile slowly appeared on Steven’s face.

‘A… wife? You’re married? We’re married?’

“I’m married.”

‘We have a wife?’

“I have a wife.”

‘Yeah… until you tell her about us. Good luck with th-’

“She already knows about both of you.” - Jake cut Marc off.

The boys froze again.

“And you both already met her, actually.”

‘We did? WHEN?!’ - Steven asked, trying to remember.

Jake walked to the bedroom, opened his drawer and pulled out a little box. He opened it and Marc and Steven’s eyes widened as Jake put on his wedding ring. When Jake looked up into the mirror with a smirk, they realized.

‘IT’S THE WOMAN FROM THE MUSEUM AND THE COFFEE SHOP?! PLEASE TELL ME WE’RE MARRIED TO THE WOMAN FROM THE MUSEUM?!’ - Steven asked with an excited smile.

Jake chuckled. 

“Sí. She’s my one and only.”

‘Wow… no wonder she eyefucked me.’ - Marc said.

“She didn't.” - Jake narrowed his eyes.

‘She licked her lips when she looked at the curve of my ass.’

Jake winced a bit.

“Well, yeah, okay, she does that.”

‘Wifey was hungry.’

“Don’t call her that.”

‘Why? She’s married to us.’

“To me. She’s married to me. She didn’t even talk to any of you.”

‘But she knows about us. Knows about the package deal. Meaning when she said yes to you, she also said yes to us.’ - Marc smirked.

‘He’s right Jake. Let us meet her.’

“Now wait a minute-”

‘No! I can’t believe you managed to hide her from us for so long!’ - Steven pointed a finger at him.

Jake huffed as he crossed his arms.

‘Orrr, you’re full of shit.’ - Marc accused.

“Que?”

‘Prove it that she’s our wife.’

Jake lifted his hand and pointed at his wedding ring with the other.

‘That’s just a ring. Show us a picture of her. Where she’s with you.’

Jake pulled out his phone, unlocked it, opened the gallery, then closed it immediately.

‘What?’

“Uhhh… maybe there are pictures I don’t wanna show you… yet.”

Marc and Steven looked at each other confused, then they realized. They started giggling.

‘Come on, buddy, she’s our wife, right? We’re gonna see everything sooner or later…’

“I don’t want to show you without her permission.”

‘He’s right, Marc. I don’t want to upset her.’

“Can you guys… not look for a sec? I'm gonna put them in a folder real quick, then I’ll show you the rest.”

‘Finnneee.’ - Marc sighed. - ‘Are there videos too?’

‘Marc!’ - Steven scolded him.

“Yep.” - Jake confirmed.

‘Cool.’ - Marc smirked.

Jake spent long minutes moving the pics and videos.

‘Jesus, you guys are that nasty?’

“What can I say? The camera loves her.”

Steven and Marc chuckled, then when Jake gave them the green light, they focused on the phone.

First he showed them some casual photos, from the time when you two started dating. Most of them were selfies you or Jake took, where you both were smiling to the camera. On some of them Jake was kissing your cheek or you acted like you wanna bite him. 

On some of them you were alone, with Jake holding your hand. You were smiling warmly at the camera and your engagement ring was shining brightly in the elegant restaurant’s lights.

Then there were the wedding photos. All of them were taken by a professional and they were beautiful. Steven audibly marveled at your dress and the way you looked. He would be lying if he said seeing you and Jake - his body - together like this didn’t affect him. As a couple. As bride and groom. As wife and husband. It was everything he ever dreamed of. He was just sad he didn’t witness any of it.

Marc was very quiet, but Jake and Steven could tell he was laser focused on every detail - both on what was on the pictures and what Jake was telling them. 

It felt surreal seeing himself like this. It wasn’t really him, but at the same time it was. He could see that Jake was tearing up as he watched you walk down the aisle and Marc wondered what he felt in those moments, what thoughts were racing inside his head. He wondered if he could ever experience them himself.

There were photos of the reception. Of you two cutting up the wedding cake and serving them to the guests, of your first dance and the party you had after.

“There are videos too, but they are on a pendrive. It’s in her flat.”

‘Do you think she’ll let us watch them?’ - Steven asked. 

“Of course, Steven. I know I hid myself and her from you for a long time, but she knows a lot about you two. She cares about both of you just like I do.”

‘Why did you wait so much to reveal yourself to us?’ - Marc asked quietly. It was like he was afraid his voice would break if he spoke louder.

“I don’t know. I was afraid I guess. I saw you guys were very out of it when Steven learned about you. I didn’t want to cause a bigger mess. Then when you got comfortable with each other I didn’t want to fuck it up.”

‘You’re just as important, Jake. I hope you can see that now.’ - Marc said and Steven nodded along.

Jake smiled.

“I know. She’s the reason I wasn’t so lonely, though. It’s hard to connect with the world when you don’t know where you belong in it. But she helped me figure it out.” 

‘I’m glad you had her.’ - Steven said.

Jake started fiddling with his phone and bit his lower lip repeatedly. 

“You can too, you know.” - he finally said.

When neither of them reacted, he elaborated.

“We talked a lot about you guys. I obviously didn’t tell her everything about us. Like… what caused Marc’s DID and stuff. But she knows we’re a system and I told her about you both. What you’re like, what you do, what your hobbies are, favourtie food, you know, general stuff. And the reason you both saw her was because she wanted to meet you. I wanted to tell you about her then introduce her, but I wanted her to see you first. So when she meets you for the first time she won’t be meeting total strangers. We talked about your reactions too. That maybe you won’t like her or something. She’s okay with that. She says it’s okay if you start dating others. But she’s not gonna leave me. So if you do start dating someone else, she expects you to be honest with them and tell them about her and I. And I expect the same. I’m in love with her. I wouldn't have married her if I wasn't. So if someone has anything against her, they’re gone. I don’t care if you like that or not. She’s my wife. A random chick can’t come before her.”

‘That’s totally reasonable. I understand and respect it.’ - Steven said.

Marc was silent for a while before he spoke and Jake let him sort his thoughts out.

‘What if we like her, though?’

“I mean… we talked about that too. And she prefers that version.”

‘What about you?’

“Me too, obviously. I hate the thought of her having to watch you kiss someone else.”

‘What about you having to see her kiss us?’ 

“Guys, I know we like to annoy each other and give each other hell, but contrary to popular belief I love both of you. And I want you to be happy.”

Marc and Steven smiled, then their lips transformed into smirks.

‘Sooo, when can we meet her?’

-----

You were sitting on your couch, scrolling through Instagram reels with the TV on in the background on a late afternoon when you heard a knock on your door.

You smiled brightly when you saw through the peephole that it was Jake, holding a huge bouquet of red roses.

“Oohh, what did I do to deserve this?” 

“Hello!” - he waved at you and before he could answer you grabbed him by his collar and pulled him inside, shutting the door loudly.

“You’re the best husband, you know that?” - you said just before you kissed him.

You felt him jump, but you ignored it and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

As your breasts pushed up against his chest, your fingers got lost in the hair on the back of his head, and you moaned into the kiss, you felt him melt against you and one of his arms wrap around your waist to keep you close.

‘Damn, does she greet you like this everytime?’ - Marc asked.

‘Mostly. When I don’t piss her off with my bullshit.’ - Jake grinned.

‘I can’t wait to see her face when she realizes that her tongue is down Steven’s throat and not yours.’

Jake laughed and it was so loud in Steven’s head that he came to his senses and pulled away.

He had a silly smile on his face while his expression looked like he was hypnotized.

You were grinning wickedly and your hands started caressing his chest.

“Why didn’t you use your keys, silly? Did you lose them? Want me to help you find them?” - you purred as one of your hands slid over his abs then to the pocket of his pants, then…

Steven quickly grabbed your wrist with a breathy chuckle.

“Whoa there, love. Let’s slow down a little, yeah?”

You looked at him silly when you heard his accent, then your eyes widened.

“Oh my God!” - you gasped.

‘There it is.’ - Marc smirked. 

‘I wish we had this on camera.’

“Nice to meet you!” - Steven said dreamily and licked his lips, his eyes moving to yours.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! I thought you were my husband!”

“Technically I am.” - he grinned, lifting his hand up. The wedding ring was shining proudly on his finger.

You giggled awkwardly as you stepped back and took the flowers from him.

“Well, uh… thank you for the roses.”

“You’re welcome, love. I’m gonna make sure to buy you more seeing how much you like them.”

You laughed embarrassed again as you walked to the kitchen and started filling a vase with water.

“So, uh… you’re Steven, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Nice to finally meet you.” - you smiled at him, trying to ignore the fact that one minute ago you were kissing him. Deeply. With tongue. And moaning against him like a whore.

Steven looked at your outstretched hand with a frown.

Yeah, there’s no way he’s gonna greet his wife with a handshake.

He grabbed it to pull you closer and he hugged you tightly. He felt you tense up for a second, but then he sighed relieved when he felt you relax against him and hug him strongly.

When he pulled away after a few seconds, he had a giddy smile on his face again.

“Would you go on a date with me?”

Your eyes widened, and you laughed, surprised.

‘Someone’s impatient.’ - Marc commented.

“I mean… you don’t have to if you don’t wa-mmppfff”

You kissed Steven again. You’re gonna ask questions later.

-----

The date went well.

Steven took you out to a steakhouse right after you met him. He was so patient while he waited for you to get ready. He was a proper gentleman. Jake was too, but he liked to shittalk a lot. That earned him the punishment of his mouth being treated as a seat after. Now that you think about it, maybe he did that on purpose.

Steven was so much of a gentleman that it made you wanna dirty him up. He was so giddy and happy through the whole date. He told you about how Jake finally confessed that he had a wife. The thought of him being afraid of you seeing his face on Tinder made you laugh. Yeah, he knows you’d kick his ass.

You shouldn’t be thinking of riding Steven’s dick right after the first date, but you could see the way he was looking at you. With a mix of adoration, disbelief and barely contained lust.

So that’s how you ended up sitting in Steven’s lap on your bed, with him sucking on your tits and nipples, drooling all over them, while you were rubbing yourself on his hard cock, through your clothes.

The second you kissed him after walking in the apartment, you pushed hím against the door and kissed him deeply. You opened Pandora’s box apparently, because in that second he became shameless. He dragged your shirt over your head and yanked down your bra until your breasts were freed and he immediately attacked them with his mouth. You were sure he wanted to suck your soul out through your nipples, which was okay, because that’s what you’re gonna do later with his cock.

“Pretty, pretty wifey.” - he growled then licked your nipple and started dragging your pants down.

You wondered if Marc had a wife kink since Jake and Steven obviously did.

You got up from his lap to quickly get rid of your clothing and Steven did the same. When you wanted to climb on him again, you saw that his gaze zeroed down on your cunt. Suddenly he pulled one of your thighs over his shoulder and licked your slit, forcing his tongue between your wet lips and he groaned loudly when the tip of his tongue found your hole. He pushed it all the way inside, licking your walls and grabbing your asscheeks hard to pull you closer.

You moaned in surprise and pleasure, throwing your head back with a moan when his nose brushed against your clit.

“Fuck, Steven!”

Your fingers gripped his curls for stability, and you started moving your hips.

Steven lifted his chin, trying to open his jaw wider to make his tongue slip as deep as humanly possible. Your taste and scent were intoxicating and the way you clenched your cunt made his eyes roll back inside his head. He can’t wait to feel it with his cock. He replaced his tongue with one, two then three of his fingers while his mouth possessively sucked on your clit. He teased it with his tongue and he chuckled deeply when it caused you to cry out and pull on his hair so hard that it made goosebumps appear on his skin.

He didn't stop his assault on your pussy until you came all over his fingers and mouth, and he promised you could give him a blowjob next time when you slid down on your knees, but he yanked you up and made you straddle hím impatiently.

“If I don’t come in your pussy, I will die.” - he groaned as he helped you sink down on his cock. - “Fuuuck, love… that’s… fuck, that’s a good wifey, taking it all.”

“Oh, Steven…” - you pulled him in for a kiss and you started riding him slowly. - “You’re so deep, baby, just how I like it.”

“Is that right?” - he asked. One of his arms slid around your waist and the other was holding one of your breasts so he can suck on your nipple greedily, making you whine.

“Yeah… Shit, you’re a hungry one, aren't you?” - you chuckled, seeing how obsessed he was with your boobs.

He only nodded with a drunk expression as he switched to your other breast. He was steadily fucking up into you as you moved your hips back and forth and his tip was prodding that familiar spot only Jake was able to reach before.

When Steven heard you start whimpering he kissed his way up your chest and neck to your jaw, cheeks and mouth. Your nipples must've been sensitive after all the attention he was giving them.

“I’ve been thinking about this since the day I saw you in the museum.” - he admitted before he kissed you deeply. 

He felt your pussy clench around him and he groaned, fucking up into you harder.

“I was always afraid that I'd never be able to have a girlfriend. Let alone a wife. With my sleeping problems. With my memory losses. With Marc being a part of me. Then Jake. And when I saw you I remember thinking how much I wished I had someone like you waiting for me at home.”

“Steven…” - you felt your eyes well up with tears, both from the pleasure and the thought of such a sweet man feeling lonely.

“And now here you are.” - his hands grabbed your hips hard, to thrust into you faster. - “Stepping out of my dreams.”

“If you only had known that I was ready to love you from the beginning.” - you whispered sincerely and saw his eyes soften as he let out a quiet gasp. He then shut his eyes tightly, pushed his face into your neck and started fucking into you wildly, cumming into you deeply.

Your own orgasm hit you and you threw your head back with a cry, grinding down on him as hard as you can.

You hugged his neck tightly as you both came down from your highs, and you felt his arms wrap around your waist just as strong.

“Thank you. Thank you.” - he panted softly.

“For what?” - you chuckled.

“For existing.” 

You cupped his face to make him look up at you. There were tears in his eyes and you kissed both of his eyelids.

“In that case, thank you for existing too.”

-----

After cleaning up, you cuddled close to Steven and he smiled as you wrapped your arms around each other.

“I’ve never slept with someone like this.” - he confessed.

“You better get used to it.” - you kissed his nose. - “Fair warning though, I hog the blanket and I snore loudly, so I’m not the best person to experience this with for the first time.”

Steven laughed and pecked your cheek. He loved that finally he had someone he could do that to. Kiss them, hug them, touch them… love them.

“You are. It would be a bit boring if you were too perfect.” 

“You don’t have to worry about that.” - you chuckled quietly and nuzzled his cheek as you closed your eyes. - “I snore when I’m on my back, so just roll me to my side and I’ll stop.”

“Noted.” - he grinned widely, then hummed. - “I don’t know if I snore.”

“You do. Well, Jake does. But it’s quiet. Cute. He told me I sound like a bear. With asthma. After it run a marathon. On a flower field. Which it’s allergic to.”

“Rude!” 

“Right?!”

“Yes. I will defend your honor when I meet him.”

“Well, you never heard me snore.”

“Maybe he’s lying.”

“He made a video of me sleeping once. I don’t think I sounded like a bear.”

“See? I knew it.”

“It was more like an old tractor with an engine problem.” 

Steven laughed out loud, but tried to muffle it by putting his hand in front of his mouth. You giggled too and felt yourself grin widely when he looked at you. He looked so happy, it made your heart feel full.

He kissed your lips lightly and moved closer to you as he hugged you again. You lifted one of your legs over his and he pushed his between yours so you could be as close as possible.

“I don’t know if I will be here in the morning. How did Jake manage to keep you a secret from us? Did he not sleep with you?”

“He usually left after I fell asleep. Then he told me he practiced how to keep control, so sometimes he stayed. Like on our honeymoon.” 

Steven kissed you again, softly.

“You’ll always have one of us here from now on. You don’t have to wake up alone anymore. None of us have to.”

“I like the sound of that.”

-----

Just as Steven promised, you weren’t alone in the morning. But it wasn’t him who was with you.

You opened your eyes after a big yawn, then you turned your head to the side, and smiled when two warm brown orbs looked back at you.

“So I assume the date went well, hermosa.”

“Hello, husband.” - you grinned and rolled over to him to hug and kiss him.

Jake pulled you close then pushed you onto your back and kissed you in a possessive way.

“Does my little wife feel better now that she could finally fuck one of my brothers?”

You chuckled and wrapped your legs around his waist.

“A bit better, yeah.”

“Insatiable.” - he started grinding his hips against yours and you smiled wider when his erection poked your thigh. 

“Maybe you should do something about it. You know the saying. Happy wife, happy life.” - you said in a sultry voice, reaching down and wrapping your hand around his cock.

“Nice way of putting how much of a needy slut you are.” - he growled as he grabbed your neck and forced you to look at him. - “I’m gonna remind you who you first belonged to.” 

Jake pushed your hand away from his cock and while still holding you down by your neck with his other hand, he pushed himself on his knees.

“Open your legs.” - he ordered. - “Wider.”

You whined when you felt a shudder run through you at the sound of his voice. He moved his tip along your folds, teasing your hole and clit.

“Already getting wet. Always a needy mess. A hungry little whore.”

“Jake, please!”

“Begging already? I taught you better than that.” - he spat on your pussy and smeared it all over with his tip.

You moved your hips needily and Jake couldn't help but chuckle seeing how much you want his cock in you.

He slowly pushed inside and looked at your face, smirking when he saw your eyes roll back and a low moan escape your lips.

“That’s better, right? Daddy’s home.” - he murmured as he pulled out a little, then pushed back in, deeper.

“Missed you, daddy.” - you sighed, wrapping your legs around his waist strongly, urging him to go deeper.

He rolled his hips harder and you both moaned deeply when he bottomed out. He leaned down to kiss you.

“Are you sure, muneca? Looks like you had a lot of fun last night.” - he said, and licked the hickeys Steven left all over your breasts. - “Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Y…yes.”

“And you still missed me?”

“Yes.”

“Hmmm, show me how much.”

He pushed himself up suddenly and stopped thrusting.

When you looked at him confused he clarified.

“Fuck yourself on my cock.”

You licked your lips and put your feet on the mattress, then started moving your hips slowly. Jake watched as your pussy swallowed his cock and he growled deeply. 

“Do you think you can cum like this?”

You nodded and started playing with your clit. Jake felt you get wetter and he had a hard time staying still, but he really enjoyed watching you like this. You were whining needily, but there was a determined look in your eyes. Sometimes you quickened the pace and then slowed down, sighing deeply, and Jake felt his hips start to move too, out of instinct.

“Fuuuuck…” - you moaned deeply and Jake chuckled, seeing how much you enjoyed yourself.

He saw you start to play with your clit faster and your eyes fluttered close.

“Wifey’s gonna cum.” - he growled. - “Go ahead, make a mess on my cock.” - he started thrusting into you hard and you cried out when the pleasure snapped suddenly and an intense orgasm washed over you. Jake followed only seconds later with loud moans and curses.

“Hmmm, good morning.” - he murmured against your neck, making you giggle.

“Good morning.” - you kissed his cheek. - “Gimme a few seconds and I make breakfast.” - you closed your eyes.

“I help you.” - he yawned.

“Okay.”

About two minutes later both of you fell asleep.

-----

A few more days have passed before you met Marc. While he was excited to meet you, he was also a bit anxious, afraid that maybe you won’t like him. But Jake and Steven were different too and yet you were always happy with whoever was fronting. 

And it was easier that Jake already talked about him to you and that you knew about almost everything. He didn’t feel like he has to put on a false act like when he was on other first dates just to impress the women.

Jake came up with the “perfect date” (his words, but he also had a mysterious grin which Marc didn’t like) where Marc and you could get to know each other a little bit better. Marc instantly felt better when Jake said it’s gonna be at your flat (that you shared with Jake) and that it was just watching the upcoming NFL game. Marc liked football and apparently you too. He didn’t have to worry about not being able to find a topic you were both interested in. 

Marc knocked on the door and this time when you opened it, you resisted the urge to jump their body and push your tongue down their throat. He bought you a big bouquet of pink roses and you giddily accepted it with a hug and a kiss to his cheek.

“Thank you. You guys spoil me.” - you beamed and Marc blushed.

Blushed!

You quickly put the bouquet into a vase and while Marc sat down on the couch he happily noticed that all of his favourite snacks were on the table along with his preferred beer. 

He grinned widely.

“I’ll be right back, I’ll just change quickly!” - you hurried to the bedroom and when you passed him, you rubbed his shoulder warmly.

“Take your time.” - he looked at the coffee table again, pleased. - “Did Jake tell you what to buy?”

“Yeah! He even gave me a list! He really wants me to impress you.” - you answered from the bedroom, giggling nervously.

“You really don’t have to, sweetheart. You already have me hooked around your little… what in the actual fu-?!”

You grimaced seeing his reaction. You slowly approached the couch, but Marc pointed a finger at you.

“What the hell is that?”

“I’m so sorry!” 

“This is a prank, right?”

“I’m afraid it’s not.”

“No, this can’t be real. Jake set this up.”

“No, this is me. I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Are you kidding me?”

You shook your head, still grimacing.

“I… I… please tell me this is a bad dream.”

You shook your head again.

“Jake married… Jake married… a fucking cheesehead?!” - Marc asked incredulously as he stared at your Green Bay Packers jersey.

“If it makes you feel better, I love Jake despite the fact that he lives with a little Chicago Bear in his head.”

Marc couldn't take his eyes off of your jersey. You were sure he imagined setting it on fire.

“I’ll kill him.”

“Hey-!”

“Not because of… that.” - Marc gestured to the shirt. - “I mean I’m not happy! - he added heatedly. - “But for this!” - he pointed to the table. - “I’m not gonna lie, I was hoping for a little action tonight, but Jake decided that our first date should start with traumatizing me with this info!”

You looked at him annoyed and folded your arms across your chest.

“A little action, huh? What do you take me for? A little slut you can trade among yourselves?”

Marc looked to the floor sheepishly.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting it, obviously. It’s just… you and Steven did it on your first date and…”

“I have dignity.”

“Clearly not since you’re wearing that!”

Your jaw dropped. 

“I’m sorry! It was… the Bear inside me. It just slipped.”

“Fuck you and fuck your bear!”

“You know what? Screw you and your fucking cheese!”

“When I met Jake, him having DID wasn’t a deal breaker for me, but when he told me you’re a Bear fan I considered dumping him!”

“If I had known the woman he planned to marry was a smelly cheesehead, I would’ve hijacked the body on the wedding day and fled to TIJUANA!”

“Go ahead, WINNIE THE POOH!”

“Not before I file for divorce!”

“Go and marry CINDY BEAR!”

“If I’m Winnie the Pooh, how the fuck am I supposed to marry CINDY?!”

“I don’t know, KING FU PANDA!”

“This doesn't make any sense, you’re just randomly yelling out famous bear characters!”

“You can fuck them too for all I care!”

Marc sucked his lips between his teeth to keep himself from laughing. He was mad! Why did he have the urge to laugh? He suddenly snorted, then he shook his head.

“Okay, okay, okay… let’s just… calm down.”

“I was calm before you started shit-talking me!” - you yelled.

Marc winced.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I was just uh… surprised.”

“Duh.”

“Why don’t we just uh… sit down and uh… watch the game? It’s gonna start soon.” - he said as he slowly sat down while gesturing to the other end of the couch.

You narrowed your eyes, but slowly sat down too.

“See? This is nice. Cold beer, favourite snacks, game night… football fan girlfriend… wife… thingy.”

“Thingy?”

“Uuhh…”

“You know what, if I ran into a man and a bear in the woods I’ll just go and find a puma.”

“Okay, now you’re just pissing me off on purpose! I’m trying here!”

You acted like you readjusted your jersey and your hair and you murmured something.

“What?”

More murmuring.

When Marc just stared at you, you huffed dramatically.

“I said I’m sorry!”

“Oh? So you know the word.”

“You started this whole fight with your ‘eww I can’t believe my girlfriend is a cheesehead’ shit.”

“You couldn’t believe that your boyfriend is a Bear fan!”

“But I accepted it!”

“You had a little bit more time.” - Marc said through gritted teeth.

“Okay… you know what? You’re right. You’re trying, I’ll give you that.” - you opened a beer and gave it to Marc, which he cautiously accepted, then you opened one for yourself too. - “Let’s just watch the game in peace and try to enjoy ourselves.”

“Cheers.”

-----

That lasted about twenty minutes, up until the Bears scored the game’s first points. Marc fisted the air with a ‘hell yeah’ and you growled.

“I fucked Jake while he was wearing this jersey.” 

Marc’s head snapped to you.

“You didn’t.”

“I did. I told him to try it on and he looked so good in it I had to ride him. Right where you’re sitting.”

“That jersey…” - he pointed at you - “...was on this body?!” - he pointed at himself.

“Yep!”

“You did that on purpose.” - he growled.

“Totally.” - you grinned proudly.

“Okay, that’s it.” - he said as he stood up and finished his beer.

“Aww, poor little baby bear had enough?”

“Yep.” - he slammed the empty bottle on the coffee table then stood up, turned towards you and started unbuckling his belt.

Your eyes widened.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m shutting you up so I don’t have to listen to all that shit that’s coming out of your mouth.” - he said, pulling down his zipper.

Marc saw you squeeze your thighs together. The jersey you were wearing was oversized and reached your thighs, but you were wearing such short shorts under it that Marc first thought you were naked from the waist down. You did that on purpose. He knew you did.

“If you think I’m gonna fuck a Bear fan, you’re mistaken.”

“Who was talking about fucking, baby? You’re gonna suck me off. And if you're doing a good job, maybe you’ll have the privilege of getting fucked into the couch like the slut you are.” 

You stood up too, but before you could say anything, Marc grabbed your elbow, yanked you to him and kissed you.

He felt you freeze and when he thought you’re gonna push him away, you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him close.

Jake told Steven and Marc that you could be a feisty one and Marc was more than happy when he saw how easy it was to get under your skin. He didn’t know you were a Packers fan, but half of his shit talk was on purpose. You were hot when you were mad.

“I can’t believe I’m kissing a fucking cheesehead.” - he growled annoyed.

“In good times and in bad, baby.” - you quoted your wedding vows to Marc and he chuckled.

“Maybe if I cum all over this piece of crap you’re wearing I’ll feel better.” - he said as he pushed down his jeans and boxer briefs and you sat back down on the couch and before he could bark out an order, you were already licking his tip then sucking it into your mouth.

Marc hummed and as he lifted his hand to push your hair out of your face, he felt his cock twitch in your mouth when the wedding band on his finger caught his eye.

“Fuck…” - he gently caressed your cheek and your eyes smiled as you swallowed more of him while you leaned towards his palm. - “That’s good, baby. That’s a good girl.” - he couldn’t help but praise you.

When you lifted your hand to wrap around his cock as you pulled back a little and he saw your ring too, he almost whined. He felt himself start to thrust slowly into your hand and mouth.

“You like sucking your husband?” - he asked as he looked into your eyes.

You could see his pupils widen when you hummed and nodded as best as you could in that position. He gasped and groaned as he picked up the pace and one of his hands slipped to the top of your head to grip your hair while his other moved to the back of your neck.

“Can you take me down your throat? Can you do that?”

You relaxed your muscles and you held his hips to make him stop thrusting then you moved your head forward, letting him slip all the way down.

Marc shut his eyes tightly with a low groan and incoherent curses. He then felt your throat squeeze him hard as you made a gagging noise.

“Fuck!” - he pulled back quickly and looked down at you in wonder when you sighed deeply then continued sucking him, setting a faster pace. - “Jake is a lucky bastard.” - he panted and you swore you could hear him whine when you moved your other hand in your shorts and panties. Marc watched you as you caressed yourself while you were sucking him.

“Does it turn you on? Does a cock in your mouth turn you on?” 

When you nodded with a moan, Marc started thrusting again.

“Of course it does. You’re my little whore. Your only job is to keep your husband satisfied.”

He saw your eyes lose focus as your hand started moving faster.

“You dripping, baby? Does my little wife get wet while sucking my cock?”

You nodded with a moan and Marc couldn’t take it anymore. He had to feel it.

He pulled out of your mouth and leaned down to take off your shorts and panties, then he pushed you back on the couch. He towered over you, spreading your knees and pushing them back towards your chest. He bit his lower lip as he caressed your folds, then when he felt how wet you were, he started to push his cock in.

You whimpered at the pressure, and Marc shushed you.

“It’s okay. You took this cock before. Your little pussy is already shaped like it.” - he slowly bottomed out and his eyes fluttered close at the warm and tight feeling. - “Gotta thank Jake that he found such a perfect cunt.”

“Maaarc…!” - you moaned when he started moving his hips. He always pulled out slowly but pushed back inside harder and harder with each thrust.

You moved back and forth on the couch, trying to hold onto something, but the only thing you felt could ground you were Marc’s arms. One of his hands was beside your head and the other was on the back of the couch, keeping himself up. One of he's knees were on the couch too, making a perfect leverage for him to fuck you senseless. 

He felt your nails scratch his skin along his triceps and he leaned down to kiss your neck and ear.

“Feels good?”

“Y…yes!”

“Best cock you ever had?”

“Yes, fuck!”

You tried to rock your hips too, but his thrusts were so rough, you could only take what he was giving you. 

He grabbed your wrist and moved your hand to your lower stomach. Your eyes widened when you felt him there.

“Holy shit, Marc!”

“Have your other husbands found your sweet spot yet?”

You looked up at him in question as you tried to not choke on your own cries.

“What spot?”

“That’s a no then.”

He carefully moved your hand on different parts of your lower belly and mound, putting pressure on them as he fucked you hard and steady.

When you let out a sound even you never knew you could make, his face lit up.

“There we go! There we go, baby. Better hold on tight.” - he warned as he increased the tempo and force and you felt the building pleasure reach deeper into your core, transforming into something even more devastating than the harbinger of the most mind blowing orgasm that you ever experienced. You panicked a little when it suddenly felt like you needed to pee.

“Wait… Marc, wait I need to…!”

“Let go. That’s all you gotta do, sweetheart.”

Even if the pleasure felt fantastic you tried to hold back. You couldn't embarrass yourself right during the first…

You felt another hand start to rub your clit and it sealed your fate.

You succumbed to pleasure and then it snapped.

It came over you with such a force that your own cries sounded like it belonged to someone else. The only other thing you heard was Marc’s possessive ‘fuck yes’, but besides that you could only feel.

The intense pleasure just flew and flew out of you with each wave, until you felt like liquid and collapsed back on the couch like a lifeless doll. You felt Marc’s thrust increase then he pulled out of you and heard him moan as something wet landed on your jersey in quick spurs.

“That was so fucking hot, baby.” - you felt him kiss your cheek lazily, pushing his forehead against your temple. 

His hot breath hit your face as he panted against you. You didn’t have the energy to open your eyes yet, but you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him close. Marc left several more kisses along your face, giving you time to come back from your high. He caressed your thighs that started to shake and he groaned softly since his softening cock was still inside you and the vibrations were overstimulating both of you.

“Gotta pull out, baby.” 

He shushed you as he slowly pulled out and chuckled deeply when he saw the mess the two of you - mostly you - made.

The couch, the floor, his jeans that were barely pushed down and the thighs of both of you were completely drenched.

“Well, well, well, look at that.” 

You slowly pushed yourself up on your elbows then sat up quickly as you realized what happened.

“Oh my God!” - you gasped. - “I… I… I’ve never done this before!”

“Gotta remind Jake that.” - Marc said smugly as he stood up, and took off his clothes. 

He saw you get embarrassed and he chuckled again. He leaned down and kissed your lips.

“It was hot, baby, don’t feel bad. Did you enjoy it?”

“I, well, it was… intense.” 

“In a good way?”

“Yeah.” - you giggled. - “Except the fear of pissing all over you.”

Marc burst out laughing and kissed you again.

“And how do we feel about this?” - he pointed to your jersey.

You looked down confused and saw that he came all over it.