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Joel hummed as he slammed the 4 beds into each other, turning back to the others, a smirk on his face.
As per usual, Jimmys face is bright red from a bit more than the hot room, Scott’s looking him up and down like a fucking trophy, and Grian just gives him a smirk in return, a suggestive wink to follow.
“Everyone remembers the code word?” Scott questions and we all nod.
“Violet,” we all agree in unison.
“…How do we wanna start, hm?” Joel muses and Grian smiles
“Well, it’s your turn…” Scott quickly sat on the bed, crossing his legs delicately.
Joel swallows, looking at him like he hadn’t been dreaming of this for the past few nights. He studies the three of them watching their expressions shift to curiosity and mild hope.
“Scott,” he decides quickly, grabbing the teal-haired man by his wrists and quickly pinning him into the mattress, “Jimmy, Grian, keep yourself busy,”
Grian tilts his head as he eyes Jimmy, “Gladly.” Jimmy lets out a giggle of anticipation as Scott watches out of the corner of his eye to watch Grian tug his wrist to guide him.
He fixed his icy eyes back onto Joel’s ebony pair, only to find him studying him, biting the inside of his lip.
“Ooh, you want me so bad,” Scott teased, trying (and failing) to break free of Joel’s iron grip, frowning as Joel chuckles.
“Oh no, you’re bottoming,” This sparks Jimmy's attention away from Grian momentarily to look ay his husband, eyes widen and pupils dilating.
“Is Jimmy checking us out? I think he likes the idea of watching. And Grian always likes watching.” Jimmy's face flushes and Grian chuckles.
Scott laughs as Joel begins undressing him. He allows him to do so, watching as he undresses himself as well. Scott doesn’t turn to look when he feels a second and third pair of eyes rest on him as Joel turns back to him.
“See, the thing is, I don’t bottom,” he gives Joel a fake sympathetic smile, “it’s better if you turn over now, then we can have some fun…” Scott slowly slides his eyes down, swallowing the butterflies in his stomach as he sees Joel member.
Jimmy always moaned about how big he was, but that’s Jimmy and Jimmy’s overly sensitive to everything, so he didn’t take him seriously. He wished he had now.
He lifts his eyes back up to Joel just to see the brunette’s eyes locked onto his with an eyebrow raised in an accusatory smile. Scott simply smirks back, pretending he doesn’t feel his dick twitch at the thought.
Joel quickly resorts to other methods of trying to get Scott to surrender his pride, his lips colliding with Scott’s. He greets him ever so kindly as they fight over dominance. Their tongues dance around each other, biting at their lips, Joel’s hands searching for something to get Scott to give up, or at least make one of the filthy noises Joel’s trying to contain.
Jimmy watches as Joel’s hands find Scott’s hair, yanking on it hard enough to cause him to hiss. Jimmy himself didn’t enjoy the whole ‘pain’ element Joel often tried to add to sex, but he could tell Scott was practically drowning in it, and hiding it well he may add.
Watching Joel trying to find the kinks Jimmy already knew brought a smirk to his face and Joel turned to him with eyes that told him what he wanted.
Jimmy sighed lovingly as Joel’s lips left Scott’s lips, turning to bite and mark at Scott’s neck and chest, sucking dark bruises into his collar bones. He watchs Scott’ face contort as he hides his pleasure, shivering, his eyes showing Jimmy he hoped Joel wouldn’t notice.
He did, moving to mark Scott brutally. Grian had begun stroking his own member, biting his lip as he watched the scene with half lidded eyes. He turned back to see Joel eyeing Jimmy again and Jimmy smiled.
He was never one with control, but he did have the power in this situation. He gestured Joel in the correct direction, handing him the little power he had.
Scott feels Joel chuckle as his hands fall lower, rubbing between his thighs at the hot skin that lay so close to his cock he gasps in surprise. Joel continued to bite at his neck, rubbing his inner thighs so painfully slowly, his fingers teasing closer to his cock every time.
“Still wanna top?” Joel questions, his lips practically on Scott’s ear.
“I was a-always t-topping Joel,” But even as he said it he felt his body begging for him to just give up the dumb fight and let Joel fuck his mercalessly.
“Hm…” Joel says, suddenly pushing himself further down. Scott gripped the bedsheets like he clung to his last shred of dignity as he saw Joel position himself between his legs so nicely, kissing at his inner thighs.
Joel's teeth lightly scrape at the skin so close but yet too far away from Scott’s dick, biting and sucking a new hickey into the overly sensitive skin.
Scott finally gives in unselfconsciously, moaning so heatedly Jimmy’s face glows, his stomach swirling as the heat flows to his husbands face. Grian stiffles his own moans, his hands moving in rapid succession, his eyes locking onto Joel and Scott.
“F-fuck Joel,” Scott moans as Joel’s hands move in experienced movements along his body, hot fingers leaving sparks in their trail.
Scott shifts to allow Joel to place a pillow beneath his hips, watching as his fingers disappear from his view, his finger coated in something that Scott was sure wasn’t traditional lube as he rubs circles into his entrance.
Scott groans with pleasure, willing his body to relax as Joel slowly slips his finger into him. Scott stifles the noises pressuring to come from his mouth.
Joel curses as he feels how tight Scott is as he slowly pumps his finger into him. He watched the man before him cling to the bed sheets so tightly his knuckles turn white as little whines escape his throat.
“Scott have you bottomed… ever?”
Scott opens his mouth to respond but only moans loudly as Joel manages to slip another finger into him, “N-no,” he groans.
Joel's face flushes at the confection, his fingers slipping a bit deeper into Scott as he scissors him. He reaches further inside him, smiling to himself as he finds the spot that feels ever so slightly different then the others, rubbing his finger against it quickly.
Scott all but screams, grinding his hips down as he moans out Joel’s name, rocking back onto the fingers as a third one is added to rub at his prostate.
Scott sobs, his sensations swirling in a new way that was invitingly pleasant, sinful noises falling from his lips at every moment.
By this time Jimmy’s pupils are so dilated his light hazel irises are barely viable. Grian looks at him and curses, wrapping his finger around Jimmy’s belt loop, yanking him towards Grian. Grian quickly unzips and pulls off Jimmy’s bottoms, not even bothering to remove his shirt before his fingers rub circles into his sensitive clit.
A second chorus of moans fill the air as Jimmy tries to return the favor, rubbing Grian’s member at a similar pace, but his movements are lazy as he studies Scotts contorted face. Grian notices and with a scowl, pulls Jimmy down by the hem of his shirt.
Eyes widened as he stares at Grian, who studies him thoroughly, he feels his face grow heated, suddenly aware of how little of a say he had in what happened next.
He knew they had a safe word, yes, but he had no clue what Grian had in store for him with such dark eyes and such a condescending smile. He felt himself fall under the spell Grian could momentarily put anyone under if he were to try.
Grian smiles as Jimmys features soften into a need for more, “I want your full attention, Jimmy,” he coos, a suggestion quite odd for someone who has such a perverted kink for watching people fuck each other senseless.
Jimmy disregards this fact, nodding willingly as Grian brings his head down by his twitching dick, so close but yet he needed something more.
This’ll do the trick he thinks as Jimmy opens his mouth obediently, forcing his mouth to go slightly slack as Grian begins to fuck his mouth, his head painfully turned away from Joel and Scott. Grian on the other hand watched with sparkling eyes, whining as Jimmy sucked him off.
Joel now lines up with Scott, smirking as Scott looks at him with such a frazzled and dazed expression, his hair askew and his eyes helpless as he watches Joel line up.
He tisk though, Scott swallowing as he pulls away to study Scott’s helpless face again, “hands and knees,” Joel orders and Scott shamefully turns to obey without a second thought.
Grian moans when his eyes shift back to Jimmy, a slight glare on his face at the unfairness of the situation, showing Grian so by deep throating him for so long he wondered which one of them would pass out first.
Grian’s hands find Jimmy's hair, lightly tugging on it as he rolls his hips forward, relishing in the broken moan that vibrates off his dick. Jimmy goes slack, pulling away just before Grian can release. Grian hisses as Jimmy tries to hide his coughs.
“Y-you’re an asshole,” he coughs anyway and Grian rolls his eyes, reaching his hands down to try and give him the relief he was denied.
“You touch yourself and I make sure Joel doesn’t touch you once if he fucks you,” Jimmy warned, slightly less threatening with his pupils so blown up and his voice so hoarse.
Grian raises his eyebrow, what is this- international switch day!?
“Okay Jimmy, sure thing,” Grian winks as he snaps his wrist one last time, moaning as his orgasam finally blew through him.
He lets out ragged sighs as he strokes himself through the aftershock. Jimmy looks at him with a certain fire in his eyes, turning away slowly to see the beautiful sight before him.
Scott all but sobs as Joel fucks him harshly, tears in his eyes as he moans incoherently. Every snap of Joel’s hips sent Scott farther under his spell, rolling his hips back to greet Joel, whining as he managed to hit his prostrate on every thrust.
Scott locks eyes with Jimmy, open mouthed and blissed out as Joel continues with his brutally hard pace, mercilessly ignoring Scott’s cock dripping with pre cum to the point of tears spilling over his eyes.
“J-Joel,” Scott moans, his word barely eligible as Joel continues his actions, smiling while doing so.
“Hm?” He asks, almost carelessly as he felt himself draw so close to release.
“Fucking god- please! Please just fucking touch me please-“ Jimmy bit his lip harshly, his orgasm still hadn’t come yet but he was getting so close he had to focus more of his attention on not finger-fucking himself right then.
Joel chuckles, instead moving his hands to tease at his inner thighs. Scott’s vision turns white, shrieking as his orgasm overtakes him, his knees weakening as he gasps frantically, Joel not even pausing as he holds one of Scott’s hands down, his other hand trailing up and down his visible spine.
Scott’s body shook with overstimulation, his vision filed with tears on how fucking good Joel could make him feel.
Joel came less than a minute later, finally pulling out of Scott who promptly fell, arms giving out as he hit the mattress with ragged and desperate breaths. He blinks a few times before slowly rolling to see Joel smiling at him in victory.
“F-fuckin hell Joel,” Scott murmured, his face red as Joel just tilted his head, turning away from him.
Scott follows his eyes to see him staring at Jimmy and smiles, rolling closer to Grian who looked at him in anticipation.
Joel does the same to Jimmy