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First Time: Wire

Birthday Celebration Masterlist

Word Count: 5,700+

Themes: Wire x afab!reader, first time, mdni, 18+, smut, NSFW, drinking, partying, fingering, coaching, feelings, plot, lengthy fic, virginity loss, Dom Wire behaves a little subby in some moments.

Notes: This one got out of hand and ran away with me. I hope you fall in love along the way with the big commander. This fic is dedicated to @a-killer-obsession who's work had me initially catch feelings for the big guy. I hope you enjoy this fic!

What started as a night of relaxing and making merriment with your crew, turned into a half-hazardly concocted drinking game between the entirety of the crew serving aboard the Victoria Punk. Ales sloshing lazily, laughs echoed throughout the canopies and draped curtains making their large booth private to the public eye. Although their space was secluded, many would not be able to drown out the uproarious hilarity springing between the easy rapport of the crew.

“Never have I ever been pegged,” a crewmate suggested, resulting in laughs and many of the crew taking hefty swigs.

“Never have I ever engaged in pet play: whether owner or pet,” another suggestion prompted a large assortment of your crewmates drinking their fill while laughing. You peered down into your tankard with a forlorn expression written on your face.

While you loved your crew, and enjoyed raising hell and creating mayhem wherever you docked, you truly haven't done any of these things. A small, romantic kiss on the cheek was all you ever received before taking up arms and bending the knee to Eustass Kid as your captain.

The crew was friendly enough, and one of them would’ve indulged you if you'd asked them to, but there was one thing holding you back from ever expressing it.

They were all so experienced, and you were afraid you'd mess it up.

“Never have I ever fucked in public,” more merriment and drinks sloshed over the brims and into the mouths of your friends. “Never have I ever cried in relief during or after sex.” A surprising number of crewmates raised their cups to their lips, or drank from their straws between pursed lips. “Never have I ever been overstimulated and forced to have multiple orgasms in a single session.”

While the game continued on, you continued peering down into your beverage and glared at the contents, never falling even lower than a butterfly’s wing. The only time you managed to take a sip was before the content became raunchy, and even that was tame.

At a gruff call of your name, you snap your head over towards your captain.

“Not drinkin’?” Kid cackled at you, “Either you ain't hearin’ half of this shit because you're lost in ya’ mind, or,” Kid leaned forward in his seat, a challenging twinkle lurking beneath his smudged eyeliner, “You're not half as adventurous as the lot of us in the bedroom.”

This garnered a large uproar at your expense, a fluster rising in your chest and causing your face to swell with heat. Breath hitching, you could barely speak to your defense before your stoic defender snatched the tankard from your hand.

“Thanks for holding my sixth for me, sweetheart,” Wire took up your cup and rose it to his lips, taking a small swig from the rim, “I know you've already finished your two, but I appreciate you takin’ care of me.”

Wire raised the tankard to his lips and took a hefty swig from the lip of the container. Upon returning to his regular stature, he swayed in his rhythm, and a little spilled some of the contents within the container on the ground beneath him.

“Fuck, I-I think I’ve had a bit too much,” he slurred his speech, hooking his arms on your shoulders and pressing his cheek to the crown of your head, “Take me home, would you? See you lot back at the ship when you stumble on home.”

You looked to your captain who clicked his tongue before waving you off, dismissing the two of you for the night. You hastily braced the towering form of the giant dwarfing you, ensuring his body was flush with your own while you aided him in his stupor towards the door.

Upon meeting the outdoor air, you sucked in its freshness and took a moment to truly satisfy your senses before fully preparing yourself to take the larger man towards home once more.

“Easy does it, Wire,” you encouraged him, slowly attempting to aid him in his motions with every step. “Just walk with me, commander. Mirror my steps with yours.”

Each stuttered step he took was marred with a lazy stupor. His body clung to yours as if it was the only tether anchoring him to the earth. With every foot forward you placed on the footpath, Wire would attempt to place one of his own: only succeeding in rolling his ankle and staggering every step he took.

Finally reaching the commander’s quarters, you aided him to sit on his bed while drawing his curtains to a close. While you and the commander were not as practiced in this routine, you wanted him to be as set up as he could be while experiencing a moment of weakness.

Reaching down, you claimed one of his boots in your hands, followed immediately by the other as you placed him into his bed. While he sat up on his mattress, you unfastened the brass buckle of his cloak and gently rolled it away from his shoulders in a bid to aid him in his comfort.

The taller man furrowed his brows as you aided in his night ritual, peering intently at you in awe of your next move.

He witnessed your every action while he allowed you to take care of him on the way back to the Punk. Every kindness, every soft moment, every smile while you guided him home had been a large change to his usual company. It had been so long since he experienced such sweetness, he had no clue as to what to do with it.

Just as you managed to hook his cloak on the hook and reach for his sleep-slacks and readying him more for slumber, as you would your own, a firm hand circled your wrist and held you steady. He placed your hands back inwards of yourself gently with a small smile.

“Never mind me, love,” he softly whispered, releasing your wrist and giving it two soft taps in response. “I'm alright. I wanted to give you an out. Looked like you were uncomfortable with the conversation, and I didn't like seeing you with that unease. You can leave me and go back out, or get some sleep. I don't mind.”

Wire, as it turns out, straightened his spine immediately to sit upright and hold your eyes with his own. Rolling his neck on his shoulders, he hissed out with every click before satisfying his joints and holding himself firm.

“You-...” You halted your speech, peering at him with widened eyes and your lips gulping, “...You're sober?”

Wire couldn't help but chuckle, removing his meshed socks and leaving him in his harness and briefs while he readied himself for bed.

“Of course I'm sober. You think I can't handle six drinks in succession?” He shook his head gesturing down to himself, “Honestly. Look at me, bright eyes. One little drink is worth maybe a fifth of what I can hold in my person. Six is barely one to me.”

“Then what was with-?” You began, only halting once he chuckled over your question.

“-The little act? Please,” he shook his head, releasing him of his harness and reaching for his dark sleep-shirt beside his bed. “I… look, I don't want to be too forward here, so please halt me if I speak out of place.” Shrugging his dark shirt over his head, he snickered up at you.

“You hadn't touched your drink. I clocked it as soon as we began the little contest,” he gently carded his fingers through his hair and shook his head. “If I noticed it, it was only a matter of time until the captain did, and knowing him? He’d ask questions. Didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“Oh,” you sigh out softly, “I-...” Peering down at your toes, you feel that somber wave come crashing over you, “...Thank you.”

“You ace, aro, uninterested, repulsed, or inexperienced?” Wire asked plainly, tugging at his shirt to adjust the wrinkles. “Being perfectly candid with you, there's nothing wrong with any of those answers. Just curious, is all. Go on. Humor me.”

“Inexperienced.”

“Oh?” he queried, tilting his head to the side and taking you in. “How inexperienced?”

The silence that followed that question was more than enough for Wire to place the pieces together. Slowly peering at you, he moved his dark eyes over your body up to your eyes that clearly avoided him.

“Do you want me to walk you through it?” he offered simply, offhanded as if he was implying for you to take an extra sandwich he prepared for himself in the kitchen. “Just one friend to another. If you're curious, that is.” He slowly turned away, his throat catching as the implications caught up with him.

“Not saying you need to. If you're perfectly content with remaining you are now, I just-...” Your eyes slowly rose to meet his understanding ones, your expression daring him to say more. “I just want to help. If you want me to, that is.”

You sniff out a small scoff with your eyes rolling at his suggestion, turning your head from him and facing the door. The shuffle of material indicated he was changing out of his hot pants into his sleep slacks, using the opportunity of your eyes no longer watching to do so.

“While I appreciate the offer, commander,” you offer with a subtle sneer, “I'd rather my first time not be out of pity, but because someone found me attractive.”

Reaching for the door and beginning to make your exit by turning the handle, you're cut short by a loud, shrill whistle cutting through the air sprung from the lips of the commander behind you.

“Oi,” he barks out coarsely, “Turn back around, would you?” Apprehensively removing your hand from the door, Wire orders you one more time before you're far enough from the door, “Lock it behind you. Trust me, we're both going to appreciate it.”

Doing as he's commanded you, you flick the latch locked before turning back around to slowly examine the commander with your eyes. Wire has one single brow cocked, peering up at you. Clad in only his fishnets and small briefs sans torso harness, he wriggled his index finger to beckon you in while patting the mattress.

“Come here,” he offered you, more as a small taunt than an order. Huffing out a growl, you saunter over and plop yourself onto his bed beside him. Reaching forward, Wire grasped your chin and slowly coaxed you towards him.

“Kiss me,” he suggested with a small smirk, tilting his head to the side and drawing in closer.

“I just said-.”

“-You wanted your first time to be with someone attracted to you,” he parotted your words back to you, arching his brows and offering you more of a smile in place of his smirk. “And I wouldn't ask you to kiss me if I didn't.”

“Commander-.”

“-Kiss me.”

Darting your eyes between his, you scrunch your nose up before slowly tilting your head and brushing his lips with your own. You watched as his eyes fluttered closed. His eyelashes brushed with your cheeks as he slowly guided each motion and roll of your lips seeping into his. You felt prompted to close your own, feeling completely in awe of how easily you two fell together.

Quickly giving yourself over to it, your mouth mirrored his movements, opening and parting with his to match. Wire pulled away, gently whispering against your lips while his hand relinquished its hold on your chin.

“Open.”

Unsure as to what he meant, you felt him lean in and softly pried your lips open with his own. His tongue darted out, seeking out yours and brushing against the muscle with his own. You felt your breath flee from your chest as his hands slowly drew down to your thighs and rubbed soothing circles against your body.

“Good,” he whispered his praise against your lips, gently tugging at your lips with his own while pulling away. “You've kissed me. Well done.” He lulled his head to the side, slowly drawing his palm up to cup your cheek within. “You're learning quite quickly.”

With a scoff and roll of your eyes, you swat his hand away and turn your head back towards the door. Wire follows your gaze, before turning back towards you and seeking your cheek out with his lips.

“You could leave,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss against your cheek with a smile, “Or,” his lips traveled to your chin, the tickle of his facial hair tingling against your skin, “We can see where this goes.”

“Oh?” you snap back, turning your face to meet his with a look of intrigue. “And where do you see this going? Going to take my virginity, Wire? Kiss away the pain at the stretch and tell me it'll pass?”

Taken aback a little by your comment, Wire furrows his brows and darts his gaze around your face. Settling on your eyes, he curls his upper lip in response before offering you his rebuttal.

“One, I am quite fond of kisses, and would gladly offer you any affection you want whenever you want it,” he spoke with only truth found within his gruff rumble, “And two, if it hurts, I haven't done a good enough job of making you ready to take me, and will strive to do better.”

“What?” you ask cautiously. Wire slowly reaches for your hand, taking it in his own and rolling his thumb over the back of your knuckles.

“Sex can hurt the first time in some cases,” he nodded, reaching your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against the back of your hand. “A slight pinch, a little sting at the stretch, but when properly prepared by a partner?” He turned your hand in his grip, pressing his lips to your palm, “Going slow with complete trust between you and me?”

He traveled his lips to your pulse, pressing a sweet kiss against the rapid rhythm coursing through your veins.

“The whole experience can be pleasurable.”

Hastily snatching back your hand again from his grip, his confusion was only temporary as you placed either palm beside his cheeks and drew him towards you. Your lips clashed with his, causing his breath to hitch as he allowed you to dominate and control each motion and movement.

Repeating the motions he'd pressed into you a few moments prior, his hands find your hips and gently guide you to straddle his waist. Your knees crawled forward, placing them either side of his hips without breaking the intense kiss.

Wire offered to help you through your first time, if you're willing to share such a circumstance with him. You've surprised yourself to know that you were more than just willing.

His sweet words and gentle motions coaxed desire from you the longer your lips found his. Desire and need begun to grow in intensity, your breaths coming out in gentle pants of breath while he smiled against your lips.

“Okay, okay,” he chuckled, breaking the kiss against your lips and feeling your caress immediately draw down to press against his neck. “Ah, shit.” He whined as his head lulled to the side and permitted you to kiss, mouth and bite at the side of his skin. “You need to slow down.”

“I don't want to slow down,” you whisper against his neck, “I want to go all the way, commander-.”

“-Wire.” He corrected you, moving his larger hand up to circle the scruff of your neck and lifted you back. Your eyes met his, finding only kindness and desire in his expression. “If I'm going to be joining myself with you, for the first time at least, I'd like you to use my name.”

“Wire,” you tested his name against your palate, feeling the way it rolled off your tongue and grew the thickness in the air between you. He spoke your name in turn, leaning down and pressing his forehead against yours.

“Doing a good job,” he praised you, “Now, think about what you want.”

“I don't understand, Wire,” you furrow your brows in puzzlement. “I've told you what I want. I want everything.”

His hand gently cups your chin, thumbing over your lip in a gentle circle while smiling at you.

“Not what I meant,” he shook his head, his nose scrunching playfully up at you. “There's a variety of ways this can go for us, and I'm going to ask you what you want before I just do it.” You dart your eyes between his, briefly down to his lips, and back up again to his eyes.

“I don't understand.” Your shrug caused him to scoff and click his tongue at you.

“You really haven't done anything like this before, have you?” he asked, causing you to shy away from his touch and look down to where your lap met his. He chased your gaze, drawing up your chin in his grasp to meet his eyes. “It's not a bad thing, sweetheart. Just means I'm going to have to be explicit with you. I can do that, just stop me if it gets too much. Just stop me if there's something that interests you.”

“Gets too much?” you furrow your brows, “Interests me-?”

His hands fall to rest on your thighs as he leans his larger frame down to whisper against the shell of your ear.

“I can touch you, you can touch me,” he punctuated each statement with a smooth kiss to your neck and ear. “And by touch, I mean: I mean my cock and your cunt.” A warm flush spread up to your cheeks and caused your breath to hitch. “We can use hands, fingers, mouths, toys, tongues: anything you want to coax out your pleasure with me, I am offering it for you.”

You felt arousal begin to pool in your undergarments, weeping from your slit and causing your abdomen to clench at his words. He continued to press kisses against your skin, moving his hands towards your waistband and hold you flush against his hardening cock.

“Or, you can grind in my lap like this,” he motioned you backwards and forwards, slowly rocking you atop his lap in motions that hit your clit and caused your breath to hitch. “You can also do this on my face, and I can please you that way.”

“Wire,” you gasped out, moving to place your hands on his shoulders to steady your movements.

“Is that where you're wanting to go?” Wire asked you, his breath tingling against your neck and erupting it in goose-flesh. “You can take those pants off right now and get off on my face if you want.”

“N-No,” you stutter, pushing him away to lay him flat on the bed beneath you. He chuckled, holding his hands up defensively. You crawl up his larger body, arching your back and pressing your chest into his. “No, I don't want that. Not this time.”

“Oh?” he smiled lazily up at you. “Want me to keep listing the things I am prepared to do with you?”

“No,” you uttered firmly. “I don't want you to keep listing.”

“But I didn't even get to talk about the kinky shit, honey,” he teased you, moving his hands up to gently caress your skull and grip the base of your head. “I've got a strap you can peg me with, if you'd prefer it-.”

“-Wire,” you warned him, causing him to chuckle further up at you.

“Yes, dear?” he teased you, moving his hands down to weave around your waist. “Did nothing catch your interest so far?”

You huff in mock agitation, slowly leaning down and pressing your lips against his. He hums enthusiastically, reciprocating your kiss with similar motions. His smile never left his face, his hands slowly dipping and caressing your body with his broad hands. Pulling away from his lips, you couldn't fight the smile growing on your lips as he continued to stare up at you.

“I just want…” you stop yourself, feeling his eyes never leaving your own. He didn't mean to make you feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, but it was a feeling you felt nevertheless. “...I just want it to happen naturally. I don't want to talk, I just want- ah!”

Wire cut you off by flipping you beneath him and caging you within his broader arms. His eyes darkened, staring at you in a manner that felt scolding.

“Communication is everything to me,” he growled, reaching down and immediately ripping your pants down your legs, leaving you bare and exposed. You shrieked back, moving to cover your center with your legs, only to feel them being pried apart by Wire's hands. His fingers sought out your core, gently carding through your folds and testing your arousal.

“For example,” he continued, his eyes focussed on your expression as your breath hitched. “I need to make sure you're actually wanting this. I need to know how wet you are for me.” His fingers dipped up to you with your clit, his legs holding your legs apart by pinning them down. “I need to know how you touch yourself, so I can bring you over that edge myself.”

“Wire-!” you cry out, already feeling your slick seep out and weep onto his hands. He chuckled, continuing to hold you hostage to your desires while championing you towards the edge.

“I need to know how you want me to fuck you,” he purred in your ear, leaning forward and watching as you scrunched your eyes shut and parted your lips in bliss. Drawing closer towards your euphoria by his hands, he leant down and dusted your ear with his whisper, “I need to know how much you want me to.”

“Oh, fuck, Wire!” By simply his fingers teasing your clit and playing with your entrance alone, you felt your world crash around you. White split your vision while Wire ripped an unexpected high from your body.

“There you go,” he watches on hungrily as you coat his fingers in your slick while softly rocking with every twitch. “Good job, cumming for me.” His greed had him wanting to overstimulate you and tear another three out of you, but he withheld his urge and slowly removed his hand from your pussy.

Your chest heaved, feeling overwhelmed at pleasure being coaxed out by the hands of another. Wire slowly drew his hands either side of your hips and rubbed his hands on the bones.

“That… was mean,” you panted out, moving up to support yourself on your elbows.

“‘That’ was showing you the importance of healthy communication with bedroom partners,” he rolled his eyes at you before redressing his face with his smile. “And it was also me showing you how dedicated I am to this.” His lips gently eased down to press against your forehead, “How dedicated I am to you.”

“Thank you, Wire,” you offer him with a soft pout. He smiles down at you, his expression charming you with its honesty.

“Do you want to continue?” He asked you. His eyes were hopeful and soft, something you truly did not expect to be on the receiving end of from the taller man.

The embarrassment and fluster only grows when you feel your body hastily recover from your former high and begin to grow once more. Your need is apparent in the way you brush your legs together and attempt to find friction. Wire notices your need once again growing between your legs and chuckles down at you.

“Words.” He nodded down at you. “You have them. Use them.” Lying back on the mattress beneath him, you gaze into his eyes through half-hooded lashes.

“Please.”

“There you go,” he praised you, gently caressing your cheek with one hand while expertly using the other to tug down his sleep pants. “Good job finding your words.”

He drew away from you to open his bedside drawer, pulling out a metallic packet and tearing at the serrated corner. You watched with interest at him rolling the elastic sheathe over his cock, now revealed over his waistband.

Wire, the man over nine feet tall, was extremely large. His cock was thick, heavy, and already weeping from the tip now shrouded beneath the gummy material. Your first time was about to be taken by the hands of a giant, and you were beginning to doubt your ability.

Sensing your unease, Wire peered down at you while the tightened lip of the condom fully met his base. He had faith you could take him, but viewing how your anxiety began to claw up to your face, he felt the need to soothe you.

“Would you prefer we don't? Or I could use a toy?” he queried, leaning down by concaving his chest in a deep arch to meet your forehead with his. “I know I'm larger than you, but I have faith you can take me. If you're unsure, I'll stop right here.”

You darted your eyes between his, giving a quiet shake of your head while hooking your knees over his hips. The tip of his cock pressed against your slit and caused you to automatically seek it out to coax into yourself.

“I don't want to stop,” you utter firmly, reaching up and carding your fingers through his salt and peppered curls. “And I don't want a toy.” You tugged him into your embrace, forcing his tip to begin it's intrusion into your core with your breath hitching. “I want you. Just me and you.”

“Fuck,” Wire gasped, feeling the way your walls began to stretch around him to invite him in. Although dulled by the thin sheathe holding his cock within, he could feel how wet you were to accommodate the stretch.

Once his tip goes in, it stings at the ring of muscle straining to take him within you. You suck a hiss through your teeth, causing him to still and hold your motions back. He notices the telltale signs of pain on your features, printing him to reach down between your bodies and gently rock the pearled bud at the top of your pussy.

“You're so wet, and you feel so good,” he praised you, feeling your pain falling from you and pleasure homing in on its place. “You're doing wonderfully, sweetheart. We can just rock like this if you like?”

“No. Keep going,” you whined at him, feeling the most full you had ever felt. You had tried to enter yourself with your fingers in private, but nothing felt quite as comforting as this man coaching you through the stretch and filling you with his cock. As his fingers continued to tease at your clit, you felt yourself open up more to him with your pussy eagerly sucking him in.

“Oh, fuck,” Wire shuddered out, almost losing himself at your enthusiasm. He was trying to maintain control of his motions, but you were simply too much for his body to truly handle.

The truth of it all was that Wire had a crush. Heat was the first one to point it out to him, to which he denied and denied until he could deny it no longer. His heart swooned for you at each kindness you brought onto him. You were sweet to him, a sweetness he hadn't known in quite some time.

Your sweetness was always honest and true: not found in company he paid for, or pleasure being thrown at him by locals from port to port desperate to fuck a pirate. Knowing he was your first, having the task of drawing out any waves of bliss he could to your persons? He felt more infatuated than ever with you.

Just those sweet kisses alone had him hard beneath his sleep pants, a likely confession he would surely make once he had you screaming out in ecstasy and receiving the appropriate amount of aftercare from him. He adored you, and wanted you to be his.

Finally sheathing most of his length inside your walls, he felt the barrier of your cervix giving him some pushback and alerting him you were stretched to your limit. He peered down at you, noticing your flushed skin and parted lips huffing and panting as you felt fully stretched for the first time.

“W-Wire,” you shuddered out, sniffling while overwhelmed by the full feeling in your belly. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, withdrawing his cock only to slowly rock it back into you.

“There you go,” he praised you against your lips, pulling away only to praise you further. “Look at you. Taking me like I was always made for you.”

The feeling of being stretched so fully was foreign, and you truly didn't think you could cum from this alone. As soon as you thought it, his hand still between your legs rocked your clit in time with the slow rock of his hips. You let out a needy mewl, your back bowing as more of your slick fled from your pussy to dampen Wire’s bed sheets beneath you.

“Good job, bright eyes,” he continued to rock into you. “Just like that. Relax into me, and I'll get you where you need to be.” He increased the pressure and frequency against your clit, his hips rocking in more heavy intensity. Each time his mushroomed tip hit your cervix, your vision buzzed and throat choked at how stuffed he was making you feel.

“Too much, too little?” he panted out, forcing your eyes back up to meet his face as he peered down at you.

“Is-... Ah-...” Your voice caught in your throat as you felt yourself draw nearer to the edge once more, still over sensitive from the orgasm prior. “Is this even good for you-?”

“-Don't you fucking dare doubt it isn't,” he barked down at you, removing his hand from your clit and hooking his hands beneath your shoulders to cage you in closer. “I-I’m trying to make you feel good, but if you want me to just fuck you like an animal, I can do that too.”

The new angle managed by his cock entering you from this close proximity had you immediately more comfortable. There was something pure about being held so closely. Having a man between your legs losing himself within your body like this felt more pleasurable than if he continued to hold himself away from you.

“So good, Wire, ” you whined up at him, lacing your ankles behind his back. His crotch hit your clit with every in-thrust, feeling his cock begin to twitch within you. The tightening in your stomach indicated how close you were, as did the crude squelching from Wire's cock diving into your pussy with every in-thrust. “Right there, right there!”

“Ah, sh-shit,” Wire barked out, feeling spurts of his cum already beginning to swell the condom as he almost toppled over his edge. He continued the pace, turning his head and claiming your lips beneath his own in a rough and needy kiss.

Your walls begin to spasm around him, crying out for the second time, just as he meets his edge. The intensity of your ecstasy caused your teeth to latch onto his bottom lip, causing him to immediately flood the sheath with a heavier release. the joint euphoria caused the room to thicken as your heads both swirled with the bliss.

Steadily rocking to a close, he pulled out his cock while maintaining contact with your lips against his. Hands found one another's heads, a mixture of hair, sweat and heat rising between you both the longer you held his lips on yours.

Wire had fucked before. Many times before. More times than he could truly count before you. But the feeling of your lips meeting his, the little whimpers as you felt your neediness dissipate into a soft afterglow was foreign to him.

While this was your first time laying with another person in its entirety, this was truly Wire's first time in making love to another person. He knew in that moment that he couldn't go back to friendship, and truly hoped you felt the same.

Pulling away from his kiss, you looked up into his face and met a foreign expression from the taller man. Still slightly knocked for a loop at the intensity of your orgasm, you caressed his cheek with your hand and thumbed over the styled whiskers sprouting against his cheek.

“You okay, Wire?” you asked him innocently, feeling a dull ache begin to set in within your abdomen and sting at your entrance. He darts his eyes between yours before retracting himself from your arms and rising to stand.

Without much warning, he hooked his arm beneath your knees and at your back, cradling you into his chest and coaxing you off his bed. No words were uttered from his lips as he drew you to his private ensuite and began readying a bath for you.

“Wire, what are you doing?” you asked him softly. He continued to hold you against himself while he tested the water with his forearm to check its temperature. Filling the bath to the brim, he gazed softly down at you and sat you atop his knee while aiding you out of your shirt.

“Wire, talk to me-.”

“-I’m pouring you a bath so the ache doesn't hurt so bad tomorrow. It has Epson salts in to aid in repairing the muscle pains,” he nodded softly, maintaining eye contact with you while aiding you within the bath as you stood on shaky legs. “This is as important as working you up to take me. Need to ensure you're taken care of afterwards.”

You sighed out as the water overwhelmed your senses as much as Wire's sweetness was causing you whiplash.

“Careful, Wire,” you warned him with a soft laugh, eyes closing as you felt his hands dip into the water and work your shoulders out of their tension. “You're going to make me want to do this again and again, never leaving this room if not to do my duties or eat.”

“While that was not my initial intention,” he purred against your ear behind you, “I would be lying if I didn't say I didn't want that now. Would that be such a bad thing?"

“What?” you gasp, turning back to face him. “What do you mean?”

“I wouldn't mind doing this again with you permanently. Exclusively,” he admitted softly, his expression almost sheepish, “If that's something you want with me.”

You sigh, shaking your head with a smile before peering up at his downturned eyes. With the power balance between you now shifted, you slowly reach for his cheek and guide him down towards you.

“I would love that, Wire.”

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don-mellow · 3 months ago

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Blessed work 🙏

{NSFW} 1: Jealousy is an ugly color [Bubblegum x AFAB!reader x Wire]

Summary | After being rejected by Wire, your friend and crewmate House sets you up with Bubblegum, another crewmate of yours. Things take turns, and now you've ended up with feelings for both Men.

CW | AFAB reader / she/her pronouns / three-way relationship / threesome / size difference / bondage / p in v sex / oral (reader giving and receiving) / implications of assault / mentions of death / lots and lots of jealousy

This fic is dedicated to one of my favorite artists.

"Have you seen Wire?" you made your way up to Killer, "I've been searching for him but I haven't had any luck" you frowned. "Have you looked in the kitchen?" Killer spoke, "him and Heat should be in there, they're always playing cards around this time."

Pursing your lips, you hummed, "I swear I looked in there, but I'll check again, thanks Killer" you waved a quick goodbye before making your way towards the kitchen door.

"Wire?" you poked your head in.

Hearing the shuffle of cards, you poked your head in further and saw both Wire and Heat sitting across each other. Keeping your mouth shut, you made your way inside and watched from a distance as the two played what looked to be poker.

You could see the concentration on their faces, but your eyes lingered on Wire for a little too long, finding yourself taking in every bit of his facial build, you couldn't help but blush. He was a handsome man, blessed with a defined jaw, pointed nose, and droopy bored eyes that you (as cheesy as it sounds) could quite literally get lost in.

"What is it?" Wire muttered, keeping his eyes on his cards.

You jumped, not expecting to him to have noticed you while being so engrossed with his game. "Oh, uh.. well" you chuckled nervously, "it can wait until after you're done" you smiled sheepishly before backing away towards the door.

Wire let out a small hum, seemingly disinterested in what you had to say to him before he patted the seat next to him, offering you a place to sit. "Are you sure?" you questioned, "I wouldn't want to ruin your concentration."

"Sit" Wire glanced at you, "just stay quiet and don't touch anything."

You were quick to make your way over, giving a small wave to Heat who gave a small nod in return. Sitting down next to Wire, you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach as you grew far more nervous. He was a lot larger than you, easily double your height, it often had you wondering how he'd completely engulf you in bed-

Immediately pushing those thoughts away, you fought back with the blush that threatened to give you away. Shifting in your seat, you messed with your fingers as you watched.

"You know how to play?" Wire suddenly spoke, startling you.

"Not really" you answered honestly.

"You wanna learn?"

"I mean, I can't promise I'll learn quickly but sure-"

"Get on my lap, I'll let you watch while me and Heat play another round, jus' pay attention" he moved back on his seat just enough to give you room. You looked at him with wide eyes, no longer capable of fighting back that blush you opened your mouth to speak before Wire let out an annoyed huff.

Setting down his cards, he reached over and placed his hands on your hips. "Taking too long" he grumbled, setting you down right on his lap. "Wha- Wire!" you practically squealed, your face as red as Kids' hair, you squirmed in attempts to get off.

"Will you just-" Wire growled, curling an arm around your torso, he held you tightly against his chest "-quit your damn movin' will ya?"

Heat watched in silence, taking note of your heavily flustered state, he let out a small hum. He wasn't stupid, he knew about your feelings for Wire, he's seen the way you look at him. Deciding to help his friend, and you, he cleared his throat.

"I'll leave you two alone, I gotta talk with Kid about the next island we're approaching" giving a small wave, he cleaned up his deck of cards and placed them into a neat pile in the middle of the table.

Wire watched him leave with a cocked eyebrow before resting his chin on the top of your head. A heavy sigh left his lips, "what were you wanting?" he questioned, his arm still wrapped around your torso.

"I- well-" you stammered, unsure of how to speak up about your feelings, you bit the inside of your cheek. "I really like you" you forced yourself to say the words aloud, you could feel your body shaking from both anxiety and adrenaline as you admitted your feelings.

You felt his body stiffen for just a moment.

Another heavy sigh left his lips as he lifted his chin off of your head. Scooting back in his chair, he held you steady for just a moment before lightly pushing you off of him. You turned to look up at him, your eyes wide and questioning.

It didn't take any words, but you understood.

"Right.." you frowned, "sorry for ruining your time with Heat" you swallowed thickly, turning on your heel you left the kitchen.

Wire watched you leave, his lips drawn into a firm line.

He didn't mean to hurt your feelings, hell he was into you, but you were just far too soft, too... innocent.

He couldn't ruin that with his kinky ways, he'd hurt you no doubt.

Shaking his head, he grabbed the rest of the cards and picked them up, slipping them into the box they came in.

"Fucks sake" he muttered, his thoughts drifting back to how good you felt sitting on his lap.

Pushing those thoughts away, he lifted the hood of his cape off and ran a hand through his hair. Tonight was going to be long.

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"You're staying out for the party right?" House asked, making her way up behind you.

"Dunno, rather not" you answered simply, "got better things to do than drink."

"Oh come on!" House rolled her eyes, "you always come up with excuses! Come have some fun, live a little!" she placed a hand on your shoulder a shook you a little. "You can come over and hang out with me and Bubblegum, I'm sure you and him would hit it off great!" she smiled, shaking you again.

You rolled your eyes and snickered, "never thought you'd sit here and attempt to be my wingman."

"Well I think you just need a night of pleasure and love" she said whimsically as she placed the back of her hand against her head. "Yeah right" you scoffed, "I'm not into that one night stand stuff, you know this" you rolled your eyes.

"Oh come on" she groaned obnoxiously, "at least get a little trashed! You haven't been out and about for the last few days!"

"Last I checked I have no reason to be out and about" you huffed.

"You're coming out for at least a while whether you like it or not" she put her hands on her hips, "I'll drag you out of your room if I have to!"

"Fine, fine, if it'll make you happy and quit you from annoying me further" you playfully rolled your eyes and smiled. "That's my girl!" she squealed, "I know just the drink too! One of Recks' specialties" she said quietly.

"Oh god" you shuddered at the thought of drinking one of his concoctions, they always made you sick but boy were they strong.

"It's worth it" House giggled, "besides, you might as well enjoy your time out while you can! I heard the next island we're stopping at is some kind of brothel island... you know, the one filled with all of the bars, and sex, and-"

"I get it" you frowned, cutting her off.

You felt a small pang in your heart at the idea of Wire going into some brothel and getting cozy with another woman.

Shaking your head, you reminded yourself that he wasn't yours.

"Oh oh oh! We're starting, come on! We need to go find Bubblegum!" House grabbed your hand and dragged you with her.

"Slow down!" you struggled to keep your footing as she ran.

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Taking a rather large drink from your alcohol filled mug, you let out a loud sigh as you set it down against the wooden deck.

"See? I told you it wouldn't be so bad" House giggled as she took another sip from her mug. You gave her a look as you got cozy sitting next to a couple barrels. Bubblegum, someone who you hadn't really spoken to, was sat next to you.

The man was tall, easily towering over you, but he was also rather lanky. You didn't quite have a problem with that, he very clearly had muscle, and thighs that looked like they could easily crush someone's head if he tried hard enough.

But you weren't really interested in his body, it was his hair that really captured your attention.

It was styled in a strange zig-zag shape, pointing out from either side of his head, you wondered just how much hair gel it took to get it to stay that way. Not to mention its color, a deep royal blue.

You hadn't realized how long you had been staring until you saw Bubblegum glance at you.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare, I was just- is... your hair naturally that color? It's pretty" you felt blood rush to your face as you blurted out the compliment.

You watched House give you a double thumbs up in your peripheral.

"Oh- haha" Bubblegum laughed nervously, his cheeks slightly reddened. You couldn't tell if he was blushing, or if he was slightly tipsy. "It's my natural hair" he answered simply, a small smile on his face.

"That's nice" you gave him a smile back, though you were mentally suffering due to how awkward the interaction felt.

"This is so sad to watch" House chuckled, watching the both of you. "I'm going to go get some more drinks, you two cozy on up, yeah?" she smiled, hoping up from her spot.

Before you could stop her, she turned on her heel and scurried off.

"Are you looking forward to the island we'll be docking at in a few days?" he started, trying to continue the already dying conversation.

"Not really" you answered honestly.

He opened his mouth to speak before closing it, he clearly wasn't expecting your straight-forward answer. "Why's that?" he questioned, genuinely curious.

You shrugged, "don't care for brothel islands, they're not my thing" shifting in your spot, you shimmied over and rested your back against the railing of the ship. "One night stands and whores really aren't my thing."

Bubblegum hummed, "I don't blame you, I'm not a fan of things things either" he shrugged.

You looked at him for a moment before raising an eyebrow, "I thought all the men on this ship loved brothel islands, it's your guys' one way of letting off steam" your thoughts drifted back to Wire for just a moment.

"Not everyone, there's a few of us here that don't care about one night stands, some of us appreciate real relationships far more" he messed with the rim of his mug before taking another drink.

"Besides, women on this ship need to let off steam too, I take it you're not one of them?" he questioned.

Shaking your head, you frowned for a moment, "nope, I too prefer real relationships" a sigh left your lips as you leaned your head back against the railing.

"Seems like we both have something in common then" Bubblegum smiled, "say, would you want to play some cards? I got a deck in my room."

"Oh" you laughed, the alcohol you had been nursing seemed to finally be taking affect, you started feeling tipsy. "I'm not really.. good at card games, never really understood them."

"That's fine" Bubblegum smiled, a small laugh leaving his lips as he got up from his spot. "Watch my drink will you? I'll be back in just a second."

You watched him leave.

Leaning forward, you grabbed his drink and set it next to yours. You figured you'd at least prevent it from getting knocked over. Laying back against the railing, you scanned the deck, you were curious as to where House was.

She claimed she was getting more drinks, that was probably a lie.

Damn her.

A sigh left your lips, continuing to scan over the multiple faces of your crewmates, you felt your heart stop once you reached Wire. You couldn't see him very well from how far away he was, but you felt like his eyes were on you.

You watched for a moment longer, realizing he had gotten up from his spot on the stairs, he made his way towards you. The closer he got, the more you realized how annoyed he looked, though he quickly came to an abrupt halt as Bubblegum appeared, a large smile on his face as he announced his arrival.

"I got them!" he plopped down.

Grabbing his mug and offering it to him, he didn't seem to notice until he finally looked up. "Where is my- oh, thank you" he took it from you.

Taking a rather large drink out of it, you watched his Adams apple bob as he swallowed. "Thanks for watching it" he set it down, wiping the residue off from his lips, he paid no mind to your staring.

"I take it you don't know how to play poker?" he questioned, pulling the deck of cards out from its box, he was quick to shuffle them. You watched with mild curiosity, cards really weren't your thing.

"Nope, never learned how to play it."

"You wanna learn?"

You felt like you heard those words before.

A quick memory flashed in your mind reminding you of the night you had been rejected by Wire. You had pushed everything about that night away, deciding you'd rather pretend it never happened while stuffing those feelings for Wire deep down.

"Sure" you smiled.

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"I just hope they have a few shops..." you frowned, standing next to House, you watched as the ship drew closer and closer to the 'long awaited' brothel island.

Truthfully, you were dreading even stepping foot on said island.

Call it a gut feeling, but you felt like something was going to go wrong.

Though you figured it was just you dreading seeing Wire with women, that was probably it.

"It'll be fine" House smiled, "I'm sure there's a few places we can browse... But it is a brothel island, it'll probably be a bunch of lingerie shops and sex toys... maybe a couple of clothing stores" she shrugged.

"I'd rather that than seeing a bunch of barely dressed women throw themselves at Wire" you muttered under your breath.

"Come on ___, you need to get over him" House nudged your shoulder, "I know he's our superior and everything, and you have to see him literally everyday, but as soon as you forget about those feelings of yours, everything will be just fine!" she beamed, acting as if she had given you the best possible advice.

You gave her a soft smile.

House wasn't always the best with her advice, but she tried her best, and you appreciated that. She was a good friend.

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt to get a few new pairs of lingerie..." you muttered.

"That's the spirit!" she smiled, "come on, lets get into some better suited clothes before we dock" she grabbed your hand, pulling you with her. You looked back at the island, figuring it would be about thirty more minutes until the ship docked, you sighed.

"I'm sure I can also get Bubblegum to tag along with us since he's not too big on brothels" she hummed, opening the door to your room, she pushed you in.

"Why..?" you questioned, "I don't think he'd be very comfortable sitting in a lingerie shop-"

"Nonsense, have you seen how he dresses?" She giggled, "he always wears fishnets and thigh high boots, I think being in a lingerie shop would be right up his alley."

You knew there was no fighting her, if she was deadest on having Bubblegum accompany the two of you, then it was going to happen.

"Alright" she clapped her hands together, "what do you think? Should we do cute and comfortable? Maybe something sexy? Hmmm... Oh! I know just the thing-"

"Can we just wear something that doesn't reveal a whole lot?" you cut her off, "I don't want people getting the wrong idea" you frowned.

She waved her hand, partially ignoring you, "that's fine, but I don't want you looking like absolute trash! Lets go with something... classy! That'll be perfect" she smiled, opening up your closet, she began looking through your clothes.

"Here" she tossed a pair of black pants, "and this as well" she added, giving you a nice red button-up blouse. "This way you can wear your belt and keep your guns on you."

"Come on, get into the bathroom and get dressed, don't come out until you've put it all on!" she got behind you, placing her hands on your back she pushed you towards the bathroom.

"Okay, okay!" you couldn't help but giggle as you closed the door.

......

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you couldn't help but appreciate how good it looked despite its simplicity. "Well? Are you done in there? Come on, show me!" House spoke from the other side of the door.

Opening it up and stepping out, House let out a small whistle while nodding her head. "You look good! Like a uh... classy lady!" she furrowed her eyebrows.

"What? Is something wrong?" you asked, "do I need to change?"

"No, not that.." she took a step closer to you and began messing with your clothes. "Pull up your pants just a little, they're supposed to be high waisted..." she watched as you did so, "un-do a few buttons on your blouse as well."

"There we go!" She clapped her hands together, "you look good, no one should really bother you, your clothes don't speak 'I'm a whore'" she giggled.

"Wow, thanks" you rolled your eyes and smiled.

"What? Isn't that what you were wanting?"

"Well, I mean, yeah, but when you put it like that-"

"Oh hush, you look good and that's all that matters, who knows, maybe you'll turn a few heads tonight" she shrugged, "or maybe just one head" House winked, giving you a smile.

You knew she was referring to Bubblegum.

"Oh please" you scoffed, waving your hand, "lets just get you dressed."

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House was practically bouncing on her feet as the boat docked. She had chosen her usual outfit, a leather jacket with a knee-length dress underneath, completed with her combat boots. She ended up lending you a pair of boots, as sandals didn't particularly match with the outfit she had chosen for you.

It was just your luck the both of you had similar shoe sizes.

You messed with one of the buttons on your blouse, House had unbuttoned it enough to let your collarbone and just the slightest bit of your cleavage show. You didn't quite appreciate it, but any attempt at buttoning it up was quickly squandered.

"Bubblegum!" House yelled out, waving the blue haired man over. "You wanna come with me and ___ to look at some of the shops? We're not going to any of the brothels" she said rather loudly.

You let out a groan.

"Sure" Bubblegum answered, you stared at him for a moment before looking away. You hoped this gut feeling of yours was just a really bad case of anxiety.

You felt House grab your arm as you were practically torn off the ship, Bubblegum watched you with a small, yet nervous smile. He seemed to be dreading spending the day with House just as much as you were (this was a lie, you loved spending time with House).

"Come on Bubblegum! We don't have all day!" House yelled as she continued to run, dragging you with her. You made no effort to remove her hand from you, though you did urge her to slow down.

"I think we have plenty of time to look, House"

"I know but-"

"Let's just slow down" you smiled, patting her on the shoulder.

Turning your attention back onto Bubblegum, who was standing a little ways behind you, you glanced behind him and realized Wire was looking towards the three of you. Watching with a frown, you grabbed Bubblegum and Houses' arms and ushered them to get moving

"And yet here you are saying you wanted to slow down-"

"I know what I said" you rolled your eyes, "I figured we could just... get there faster! You know, before.. rush hour, or whatever" you laughed nervously.

Neither Bubblegum or House questioned you, though they gave each-other a strange look.

You just didn't want to deal with how awkward things would get if Wire were to approach the three of you.

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"Well? What do we think?" House questioned, looking back at bubblegum as she held two separate sets of lingerie up to you. You felt your face warm up, pushing her away you glared at her. "I don't think it's very appropriate to be asking someone that" you frowned.

"Lighten up, ___! Bubblegum has a great sense of style" she turned her head, looking at him up and down she nodded to herself. "See? Wonderful sense of fashion, I mean... look at his heels!" she pointed at them.

You had to admit, the thigh high heels looked great on him, but that was besides the point.

"That's not my point, House, you're clearly making him uncomfortable" you motioned at him, "even his face is red!"

"I don't think that's embarrassment" she giggled, earning a look from you.

"I'm going to go look at the other side of the store" Bubblegum awkwardly shuffled away from you and House.

"See?" you crossed your arms and looked at House.

"Come onnn!" she groaned dramatically, "we came here to look at some cute shit to wear! Not get all shy and embarrassed! He was eating it up before you said something!" she lightly hit your shoulder.

Putting the two sets of lingerie back, she pouted and crossed her arms, "you're no fun."

"I'm terribly sorry that I am such a party pooper" you rolled your eyes and smiled, "come on, lets go look at the actual clothes, not this shit."

"But what about Bubblegum-" she tried to turn around.

"He'll be fine."

House scoffed, "nonsense! Have you maybe considered that he'd like to look at some clothes too?" she took a step to the side. Avoiding your attempt to stop her and push her the opposite direction, she made her way past you.

"House!" You groaned, feeling your irritation spike as she walked towards Bubblegum.

Turning on your heel, you left both House and Bubblegum behind as you made your way to the clothing section of the store. You didn't want to stand there and wait for the two.

Finding a rack of clothing that piqued your interest, you started looking through, trying to find anything worth purchasing. It was all decently cute clothes, a few dresses here and there, but what really got your attention was a dress, it was a long black dress with colored lace.

"Excuse me, miss?" A voice spoke from behind you.

Turning your head and taking a step to the side, you looked at the person who had spoken. "Yes?" you questioned, raising an eyebrow, you set a hand on the base of one of your guns.

The man looked at you nervously before glancing down at your guns, taking a cautionary step back he smiled awkwardly. "I-I'm sorry to bother you, I was just wondering if you knew where the uh-"

"I don't work here" you stated simply, staring at him.

"Oh- y-you don't?" he gave you a look before frowning, "or are you just saying that because you don't want to help me?"

"What?" a short laugh left your lips, looking at the man as if he had just said something ridiculous. "I have no idea what you're talking about, I just told you I don't work here."

The man said nothing as he fumed, "whatever" he shoved his hands in his pockets before turning on his heel. You watched as he left, though before he exited through the front doors, he turned and glared at you one last time.

You blinked, furrowing your eyebrows and shaking your head, you silently questioned everything that had just happened. You weren't quite sure as to why that man was so angry, and why he took it out on you, but you figured worrying over it was worthless.

Placing your attention back on the dress you had previously been looking at, you took it off the rack. You'd keep it with you until you got to a dressing room.

"Hey! What was all that about?" House came walking up to you, Bubblegum following closely behind.

You looked at her with your eyebrow raised.

"You mean the random guy? I don't know, he had some kind of problem" you shrugged, "probably just sick or something."

"Hm.." House hummed, "he looked familiar, though I can't really put my finger on it" she placed a finger on her lip, before shrugging. "Oh well, no reason to worry about it... say did you find something you like?" House questioned, looking at the dress you had grabbed.

"Yeah, I thought it was nice, figured I'd try it on after I get done looking" you smiled.

"Why not try it on now?" House asked, looking at a few dresses that were on the rack you had previously been looking through. "I'd rather continue looking, I don't want to keep going back and forth" you shrugged, making your way past her.

You hadn't bothered to look at, or speak to Bubblegum, figuring he was in his own little world. Though you completely failed to notice the way he tried to get your attention, or the barely audible "it'd look nice on you" he had uttered under his breath.

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"I'm tired" you sighed, holding a few bags of new clothing and a few sets of lingerie. (House had convinced you to buy some). You, House, and Bubblegum slowly made your way back to the ship, wanting to drop off whatever goods you had purchased before figuring out what bar the others had gone to.

You didn't really want to go out and drink, knowing damn well you'd either say some things you'd regret or see some things that would very well piss you off. But House was adamant on getting you to stay out, claiming you deserved a good night of drinks after looking at clothes for so long.

You had begrudgingly accepted.

"You can wear that new dress of yours!" House chirped, walking alongside you with her own bags in hand. She had gotten a bit more than you, finding a few dresses and jackets she liked, along with a new pair of shoes.

"I guess" you kept walking, these boots were staring to hurt your feet.

"Come on... lighten up" House said quietly, "if you see Wire then just... ignore him, yeah?" she smiled.

"Besides!" she skipped a little farther ahead before slowing down, "you'll look hot in that dress! You'll be turning plenty of heads no doubt!" she giggled.

"Mhm.." you hummed, giving her a look, though you couldn't keep yourself from smiling.

Bubblegum remained quiet, keeping a little ways behind you and House. He couldn't really keep his eyes off of you, watching every step you took, the way your hair bounced, everything about you was just so...

Appealing?

He didn't know the word, you were just very pretty to look at, he appreciated the way you looked.

God that made him sound like a creep...

Was he a creep?

Maybe that's why you didn't pay much attention to him.

No... that's not it.. is it?

Bubblegum nearly groaned with annoyance at his thoughts, the constant overthinking was driving him insane. Why couldn't he just talk to you like a normal person? Why was he so afraid to talk to you?

He felt like no matter how hard he'd try, he'd likely screw something up and become nothing but a laughing stock.

No, that wasn't true, you weren't that mean.

You... were kind, sweet, and very very....

He felt his face flare up.

Pushing those thoughts out of his head, he quickened his pace and walked ahead of both you and House.

He needed to drop his stuff off and get to the bar.

Some heavy drinking would help all these thoughts, right? Right.

"What's up with him?" you watched as Bubblegum practically sped past both you and House. He looked flustered, was he excited for the bar or something?

"No clue" House shrugged, she didn't make any attempt to stop Bubblegum, which was slightly surprising. "Whatever, I'm sure he's fine" you hummed, "we should probably match his pace and get back to the ship before it starts getting too dark."

"I agree" House quickened her pace, you followed suit.

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"I cannot believe I let you talk me into this" you frowned.

You were wearing the dress you had bought to the bar the rest of your crewmates were currently at. Thankfully, House didn't fuss too much about you wearing your belt with it, wanting to have your guns on you just incase.

But that didn't help the fact that you didn't want to be here, showing off this much skin.

You weren't at all afraid to show your body off, not at all, you just didn't want people getting the wrong idea.

Namely one person.

And this person, just so happened to be the same person you could see clear as day sitting at one of the wide booths, surrounded by women.

House urged you to keep walking, finding a few bar stools, the both of you took a seat.

"Relax, you'll be fine, besides, it looks like he's busy anyways, he wont notice you!" she smiled.

You rolled your eyes and kept facing forward while actively fighting the urge to peak behind you. You knew it wasn't a good idea, and the thought of Wire seeing you staring at him was enough to keep you from doing so.

The last thing you wanted was for him to think you got all dressed up just to impress him.

"What do you want to drink?" House nudged you.

"Just get me whatever you're getting" you answered quickly.

Deciding to risk it, you moved your head to the side just enough to look behind you. You could see the booth Wire was sitting in, the three women surrounding him were giggling, placing their hands all over his body.

You frowned, he had left his coat on the ship.

He usually never left without it, but seeing as his goal tonight was sex, he'd need to not look as menacing.

Though now you understood why he rejected you, his type wasn't strong women.

His type was giggling whores, wanting nothing but a good lay and some cash.

Rolling your eyes and facing forward, you scoffed, of course he was into that kind of thing. The man was a pirate for crying out loud, he was into nothing but easy sex and Whores just so happened to be the easiest sex there was.

Too bad you weren't the type of person to just throw yourself at men, maybe then you would've gotten a slim chance.

Snorting at the thought, you cast those thoughts away as quickly as they came. You weren't going to put yourself down for some man that took on the appearance of a roach with that cape that hardly ever got washed.

That was a lie, he took good care of himself, you just didn't want to admit it... He always did smell good-

"Shut up" you groaned quietly to yourself, rubbing your face, you looked at House who was staring at you with a raised eyebrow.

"I told you not to pay any attention to him" House passed you your drink, "I made sure to ask for one of those little umbrellas" she giggled, "I know how much you like those."

You couldn't help but snort, "thanks" you muttered, though you did appreciate it. You liked messing with the little paper umbrellas, call it childish but it was fun.

"So...." House started, "you gunna go talk to cotton candy hair over there?" she nudged you.

"...Who..?" you gave her a strange look.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Bubblegum! Aren't you gunna go speak to him?" she motioned towards where he was sitting. You looked over towards where she was motioning and saw the man sitting with Papas, Mosh, and Boogie. The four of them were talking about something, though you couldn't hear what, but it appeared as if Bubblegum was having a good time.

"No, I'm not" you took a small sip from your drink and scrunched your nose at the taste. "He's having a good time with those three, not gunna go over and ruin that" you shrugged, "besides, I'm comfortable right here."

House rolled her eyes, "suit yourself" she sighed, "I'm going to go and talk to Hip real quick, I'll be back in a couple, okay?" she slid off of the stool, taking her drink with her. You waved a quick goodbye as she disappeared into the crowd of people.

Focusing back on your drink, you silently stirred its contents around with the small, decorative umbrella you had. You were slightly tempted to steal another look at Wire again, but you stopped yourself upon feeling a presence behind you.

You frowned.

Surely it wasn't Wire, was it?

Had he been watching you this whole time? Did he even know it was you?

Whoever it was, they took the seat House had previously been sitting in. You couldn't see their face, as it was obscured by the large hood they had. Though you did notice that they already had a drink in their hand, and judging from the color, you assumed it was similar to the one House had gotten for you. Maybe it was a popular drink?

Before you could ask them what they wanted, they left as quickly as they had appeared, slipping off the stool and disappearing into the crowd.

You suddenly felt very uneasy.

Where was house?

You looked all over, trying to see if you could see the blue haired woman, you had no luck.

"Dammit" you muttered under your breath, deciding to swallow your pride, you turned around on your seat and tried your hardest to not look at Wire.

You were sure she was somewhere in this bar, she wouldn't have just left you behind, right?

Despite telling yourself to not look at Wire, you found yourself staring right at the booth he was currently sitting in. The three women that were still surrounding him had gotten even closer, one of them was perched right on his lap.

All worry of the mysterious man and where House had gone had gone out of the window as you watched that same woman look your way. A smug smile stretched her lips, and she made a point to grab at Wires face, laying a small kiss against his lips.

You tried to swallow your anger, to pretend that that didn't bother you.

But no matter how much you tried to deny it, you knew it bothered you deeply.

Breathing in, and breathing out, you tried to control your anger as best as you could. No matter how much you wanted to get up and pull that nasty bitch by her hair, you didn't want to give Wire a show a show he'd enjoy.

Setting your drink down, you slid off of your chair and smoothed down your dress.

A flirtatious smile graced your lips as you waltzed over towards Wire and the three women, keeping your eyes on the woman still perched on his lap, you made sure to put on your best act.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing with a man like this?" you smirked, looking her up and down. "Trust me, he's not that good in bed, I would know" you giggled, indicating with your fingers that he was small.

The woman furrowed her eyebrows, glancing at Wire, she looked back at you.

"I'm just wanting you to get your nights worth... you wont get much with him" you motioned towards Wire. "If you really want a good time..." looking over your shoulder, you pointed towards Killer.

"You see that blonde man over there? With the mask? He's a much better fuck" you chuckled, "and he'll pay for drinks."

Offering your hand to the woman, she gave one last glance towards Wire before giving you a coy smile. Taking your hand, you lifted her up and walked her over towards Killer, who said nothing.

Waving the girl goodbye, you turned and watched with monumental glee as the other women surrounding Wire got up and left, making their way towards Killer.

Making your way back towards Wire, you gave him a look, "rejection sure does sting, doesn't it?" you smirked as you made your way towards the exit. You could see his anger as clear as day, the way he flexed his jaw, you might as well have dug your own grave.

Oh well.

Leaving the bar, you let out a shaky breath.

"Fucking hell" you shivered, you were so so dead.

Deciding not to stick around for long, you started your walk back to the ship. You'd at least get some peace and quiet there, maybe drink a bit more before going to sleep. You knew you'd likely have to face hell tomorrow, as Wire was definitely going to beat your ass for ruining his one night of sexual release.

You knew it was a petty thing to do, but at the given moment? You really couldn't have given less of a shit.

You were sick of parading around trying to impress a man who didn't want you.

Besides, there was other fish in the sea.

Bubblegum momentarily popped up in your head, you quickly pushed that thought away.

Crossing your arms over your chest, you continued on forward. It was hard to remember where the ship was, it didn't quite help that it was nearly pitch black out save for the few street lights dotting the street you walked down.

You figured with a bit of walking, that you'd find it eventually.

Though, as you continued on, you could hear the sound of footsteps following behind you.

Maybe Wire decided to follow you out?

You hoped that wasn't the case.

Or maybe it was that weird guy who had sat next to you for less than a minute...

If that was the case, you had (hopefully) a better chance at making it out alive.

Listening to their footsteps, you realized it couldn't be Wire, their footsteps were heavy, but not nearly as heavy as Wires.

So it was that weird guy... maybe?

Slowly uncrossing your arms, you lowered them to your two pistols that you had sitting in holsters strapped to your belt. Pulling them out as quickly as you could, you turned on your heel and aimed towards the person following you.

"You best have good reason for following me-" your words came to an abrupt halt as an annoyed sigh left your lips. "Bubblegum, what the fuck are you doing?" you questioned, putting your guns away, you crossed your arms over your chest.

He stood there, looking everywhere but at you as he begun to whistle.

With your annoyance growing, you whipped out one of your pistols and pointed it towards his feet. Shooting at the ground, you prompted an almost girlish scream from the blue haired man.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you! I saw you leave, y-you looked pretty upset! So I just- I... figured I'd come out and try to comfort you!" he whimpered, taking a few cautionary steps back as he eyed the hole in the ground.

He let out another whimper as he realized just how close he was to earning a hole in his foot.

"Comfort me?" you snorted, "I don't know where you got such a funny idea from but I don't need comforting" you placed a hand on your hip. "But what I do need is for you to stop being a fucking creep and following me when it's pitch black out."

"Calling me a creep is a bit far don't you think...?" he rubbed the back of his neck, "I was just trying to watch over a fellow crewmate-" he stopped talking once he saw you raise your pistol once again.

"Okay- okay! I'll just... walk besides you then, yeah?" he watched you, clearly nervous.

"Why exactly are you so keen on following me" you frowned, "you should know I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I wouldn't be a Kid pirate if I wasn't."

"Well- I-" he sputtered, his nervousness growing. "I just wanted to make sure you get back safe! I don't think it's safe for you to be alone, especially not... here" he looked around, grimacing.

You glanced around, the streets were in fact very dirty, you weren't very surprised.

A sigh left your lips as you looked back at Bubblegum, it was clear he wasn't going to leave you alone, though you supposed the company would be nice. "Fine.. yeah, whatever" you put your gun back in its holster and waved your hand, motioning for him to follow.

"So you were watching me?" you kept walking as you talked, you could see Bubblegum following next to you. "Well- yes and no" he chuckled, you supposed it was some kind of nervous tic of his. "It was hard not to watch after the commotion you made" he couldn't help but let a laugh slip past.

"Sorry" he covered his mouth, "It's just... you left Wire pretty upset back there, don't think I've ever seen him that angry before... What exactly did you do?" he asked.

"None of your business" you answered simply.

"Well, whatever it was, I figured you could also use some company seeing as everyone else was.. well.. occupied" he chuckled again.

"So, in other words, your actual intent was following me out here for sex?" you stopped and looked at him with a glare.

"Wha? no, no! Not at all!" he put his hands hands up, "did it really come off as me asking that?"

"I'm giving you shit" you shook your head and chuckled.

"But I am curious, why didn't you just stay at the bar? I'm sure you would've had a blast, there was plenty of women in search of a good time." you looked at him.

"I wanted to make sure you were safe" he answered honestly, "and I'm not really into the whole buying fake love thing" he looked down at you. "I prefer something more real, less... forced?" he shrugged. "I just don't like getting involved with that kind of stuff to put it simply."

You hummed, you really weren't one to judge a person based on their preferences; but it was strange that Bubblegum, a member of the Kid pirates, wasn't into that kind of stuff.

"That's a little strange, given the crew you're apart of, usually all of the men on the ship would jump at the first opportunity to get their dick wet" you snorted. "Are you saving yourself for marriage or something?"

Bubblegum let out a bark of laughter, "no no, not at all, I'm far from being a virgin" he continued to giggle. You couldn't help but smile, you liked the way his laugh sounded.

"I'm just waiting until the right person comes along, man or woman, it doesn't really matter to me" he shrugged.

"So..." you waved your hand in a circle, trying to get an actual answer out of him. "Is there someone you've got your eyes on?" you knew it was a sudden and rather invasive question, but you couldn't help but let curiosity get the better of you.

Despite House practically forcing you to hang around Bubblegum, you really didn't know a lot about the man. You knew he liked playing cards and styling his hair, along with alcohol, but that was pretty much it.

Not to mention his obsession with collecting shiny things.

But you had to admit, you liked talking to him.

"Not particularly" Bubblegum answered, he didn't seem at all off put by your person question. "There's a few good looking people in our crew, I'll admit that, but... yeah" he laughed nervously.

"That bit of laughter tells me otherwise" you smiled, "but I wont sit here and interrogate it out of you, truthfully it's none of my business."

"I'd rather word just.. didn't get around, I wouldn't want trouble starting up" he muttered, "not that I don't think telling them is worth it, I just... you get what I mean, right?"

"I do, yes" you chuckled.

Continuing forward, you sighed "so.. you wanna go to the kitchen and chill in there once we get to the ship? I know where Reck keeps his secret stash of alcohol."

Bubblegum let out a hum, "why not" he shrugged, "might as well dig each others graves afterwards though, Reck is pretty serious about people touching his stuff."

You couldn't help but snort, "we can just blame it on the rats, besides, he'll be too drunk to notice until later."

"Everyone will be too drunk to notice" Bubblegum corrected.

"Right" you chuckled.

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Sitting in the kitchen and talking with Bubblegum had led you to realize that you quite enjoyed his company. He had a nice atmosphere around him, he was funny, and no matter the topic he somehow managed to make it all sound interesting. You found yourself curious as to how it took you this long to realize he wasn't that bad.

The both of you had been sitting for what felt like hours, giggling and joking about various things while you took turns sipping from the bottle of alcohol you had acquired (stole) from Recks' secret stash.

Thankfully, you haven't drank nearly as much as you thought you would've, keeping yourself somewhat sober.

"So..." Bubblegum slurred, placing his hands on the table he watched you, "what happened with Wire back at the bar?" he questioned.

You looked at him with a frown before sighing, you really didn't want to talk about it, but you knew in your drunken state you wouldn't be able to keep it in for long. "It's a long story" you hummed, rubbing the side of your face.

Everything was spinning as you rested your head on your hand.

The mood seemed to have taken a one-eighty as you thought back on everything that had happened, and suddenly you found yourself silently thanking Reck and his talent for making awful alcohol that fucked you up quick. It left you feeling ballsy enough to talk about what had happened with someone who could easily go behind your back.

You let out another drawn out sigh before stretching your arms out.

"Basically..." you started, "I had feelings for the asshole, told him how I felt, and he practically spat on me and my feelings" you wiped your face, a deep frown stretched your lips. "He ended up just kind of... ignoring me? Well, I ignored him for the most part, all because I had my feelings hurt..."

"But he kept trying to talk to me, kept trying to approach me, all this other shit, and I just continued to pretend that he didn't exist" you shrugged. "I know it was childish on my part, hell, it was extremely childish but I just..." you groaned, placing your arms on the table, you laid your head down.

You had no clue how you were able to speak that well after drinking so much, it had to be a superpower of sorts.

"I ended up ruining his night because I was jealous that he was letting some tramp crawl him like a tree.." you pouted, thinking back on it.

Looking up at Bubblegum, you watched as he attempted to process your words. You felt a bit bad, the man was already drunk off his ass and you practically word vomited all over him.

He slowly nodded his head, "I... understand, for the most part."

"Sorry" you continued to watch him with lidded eyes, you were growing tired, "probably shouldn't have just dumped all of that on you."

"It's okay" Bubblegum shrugged, "but damn that does suck" he giggled, "sorry, I don't mean to laugh at that."

You couldn't help but snort as you began laughing, "You're good, but uh... you do know we're gunna be in a world of trouble tomorrow right?"

"It-it's okay" Bubblegum hiccupped, "we can just throw the bottle overboard and go to bed, yeah? no harm no-" he covered his mouth, eyes going wide he practically jumped up from his seat and made a line towards the trash can.

Grimacing, you watched as his body tensed, the horrible sounds of him retching along with wet noise filling the trash bag was enough to sober you up quick. Getting up from your own seat, you made you way over to him and rubbed his back. "I think that's enough or the night" you looked down at him with worry, "let me grab you some water and a napkin or two..."

You were about to search for a clean cup before feeling one of his gloved hands wrap around your wrist. "I-I'm fine, just..." he placed a hand over his stomach and groaned, "what the fuck does reck put in that shit?" he weakly laughed.

"Probably something fucked, you know how he is" you couldn't help but chuckle.

Standing from his hunched position, he grabbed a small stack of nearby napkins and wiped his mouth. Leaning back against the wall, he let out a deep sigh, "Okay, I think- I think I'm okay... fuck that hurt."

"You wanna call it a night?" you looked up at him.

"Yeah, uh... no, not... not really" he looked down at you.

You felt your face flush red, you knew it was probably the alcohol speaking, but the way he was looking down at you was...

Get a hold of yourself.

The man just threw up everything in his stomach and you're having dirty thoughts?

Shame on you.

Laughing nervously, you looked away from him and tried to put a little distance between the both of you before realizing he still had his hand around your wrist. You felt heat flare up throughout your body as you realized how large his hand was compared to you.

You tried to reason with yourself, to talk yourself out of the idea of having him come to your room when you were both very clearly under the influence of alcohol. But it was so tempting, he was right there, quite literally looking ready to pounce on you within a seconds notice.

Was doing this truly wrong? You've known Bubblegum for a while... Was it wrong to have feelings like this? Especially when you're still getting over Wire?

Was it a good idea?

You decided last second that whatever awful choice you were about to make was whole heartedly worth it.

"Should we call it a-"

"Would... you like to come to my room?" you questioned, cutting him off.

You felt like you had been reduced down to nothing but a blushing school-girl with a simple crush as you looked at the floor.

"I have cards n' stuff..." you continued, "and I can help you get cleaned up and everything.."

Bubblegum watched you with wide eyes, seemingly surprised by your sudden offer.

He found himself questioning if it were a good idea, the idea of anything happening while both you and himself were drunk... what if you ended up hating him tomorrow? What if you regret it?

Bubblegum stuffed those thoughts deep down, it wasn't as if anything sexual was going to happen, shame on him for assuming such things. You were just being a good friend and offering a night of games, along with a helpful hand in getting him all cleaned up... That surely wouldn't lead to anything.. right?

"Sure" Bubblegum answered, he tried his best to control his breathing, he didn't want to risk popping a boner over some indecent thoughts when you were just trying to be a friend.

A friend....

Right.

You perked up, "I'll get everything cleaned up real quick, then we can head to my room" you gave him a wide smile as you got started wiping the table.

Bubblegum helped with cleaning up a bit of the trash, and pretty soon the kitchen was back in the state Killer had left it in. "Alright, come on" you waved him towards the door before quietly exiting.

Bubblegum followed you out as you practically skipped towards your room, he knew this newfound giddiness was from the alcohol still in your system, but it was nice seeing you this happy.

Continuing to follow after you, he heard what sounded like footsteps approaching. Looking over his shoulder he felt his heart drop to his gut as he watched Wire make his way onto the ship.

Bubblegum was quick to pretend as if he didn't see the tall and rather terrifying man, but he could certainly feel his glare piercing him. He knew he fucked up, he was definitely going to get some kind of punishment tomorrow.

He'd have to explain to Wire that nothing had happened, just a simple sleepover.

He'd believe that, right?

Silently praying that his death is at least quick, Bubblegum followed you as you opened the door to your room, and slipped inside.

Though before he entered, he peered over his shoulder one last time just to see Wire still watching him.

He was so dead.

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This was... awkward.

Bubblegum sat in your room with you as you looked everywhere for the deck of cards you swore you had in your room. You had promised him up and down that you had a few decks, you were sure you did, you kept them stashed away in one of your clothing drawers.

"Fuck" you whined, angrily shoving pants back into one of the pulled out drawers, you sighed. "I'm sorry Bubblegum, I swore I had a few decks but I guess not..." you frowned.

"It's alright" Bubblegum shrugged, "I can just go and get-" he stopped himself, suddenly remembering the very angry Wire that was aboard the ship, he really didn't want to bump into him.

"I think I left my deck at the bar" Bubblegum lied.

"No matter" you waved your hand and sighed again, "we can just uhh..." you tried to think, but absolutely nothing came to mind.

"Why don't we call it a night?" Bubblegum questioned, more than ready to fall asleep on the floor and get this night over with. It wasn't that he was annoyed with you, not by any means, he was just terrified of what tomorrow would bring, and he just wanted to get it over with.

"There is... one thing" you looked at him.

"And that is...?" Bubblegum looked at you.

"Well, I mean, we both stink so" you shrugged, "we could shower together."

Bubblegum practically choked on his saliva, sitting up quickly on the floor, he put his hands up. "I don't think that's a good idea, you're drunk ___, you- you're not thinking correctly."

"I'm not drunk though" you looked at him, a frown on your face.

"Still I don't think-"

"You're not denying the idea though" you purred, taking a step closer to him.

Bubblegum felt his face flare, the idea of being naked with you in a tub filled with steaming water was more than tempting but his thoughts kept going back to Wire, and that look he received from him.

He truly looked pissed.

But he was going to be pissed off either way, whether something happens or not. He might as well take up the opportunity, for all he knew something nice could come of it, like you giving him a chance.

The idea of being with you sounded nice.

Too nice to pass up.

"Fine" Bubblegum answered, looking at you.

You let out a noise, clearly delighted at the fact that Bubblegum agreed. Leaning down to grab his arm, you had him stand up before dragging him towards your bathroom.

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The sound of running water drowned out the string of whimpers that left Bubblegums lips as your hands roamed his body.

Truthfully, Bubblegum wasn't expecting things to take a turn this quickly, not that he was complaining. He had been so careful as to not make you uncomfortable, even going as far as to keeping his back turned as you got undressed.

But it seemed you weren't uncomfortable at all, in fact it seemed like you were thoroughly enjoying yourself as you lathered soap against his body.

Bubblegum couldn't help himself at that point, feeling your hands trailing up and down his body, it was enough to send him into a frenzy. He struggled to keep himself under control, the way his cock throbbed so painfully as you grazed his v-line, getting oh so close but not nearly close enough.

He wanted you to do as you pleased, but this? This was just straight torture.

"Are you alright?" You asked sweetly, leaving a small kiss against his spine as you ran your soapy hands over his chest. Bubblegum swallowed, "yes- I'm fine" he answered, trying to keep himself still.

He felt one of your hands dip down once again, this time going farther than his V-line. He tried to hold in the moan that threatened to leave his lips, but he couldn't keep from allowing his body to jerk as you wrapped a soapy hand around his shaft.

A shudder ran throughout his body as you slowly pumped his cock, he reached forward, placing a hand on the shower wall. He was desperately clinging to any resolve he had.

You smiled against his back as you continued, loving the reactions you were getting out of the man. "Is this too much?" you cooed.

Bubblegum opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a shaky moan as you squeezed him. "Yes? No? Should I stop?" you feigned concern, though you didn't give him time to answer as you removed your hand from him and stepped away.

Bubblegum let out a noise, one akin to a deep whine as he silently protested you leaving him high and dry. He turned to look at you, desperation in his eyes he reached for you, but you took another step back.

"I need to clean myself off, why don't you get out and get dried off?" you smiled at him.

"But-" Bubblegum looked at you as if you had just kicked him away.

"Go" you shooed him away, "get yourself washed off, I'll be out in a couple, m'kay?"

He stared at you for a few moments, as if contemplating something before finally washing himself down and stepping out. He seemed upset.

Which was exactly what you were wanting.

You wanted to see just how riled up you could get him, whether he goes through with fucking you silly or not, you knew you'd find out.

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It took about ten minutes for you to get finished, having pulled on nothing but an oversized T-shirt, you made your way towards the door.

Turning off the light and stepping out, you realized the lights in your bedroom had been turned off, leaving it pitch black. "Bubblegum?" you called out, you swore you had left the top light on, was Bubblegum already asleep?

Apart of you felt bad for teasing him, maybe you should've held back.

Feeling around, you found your bed and ran your hands over it, "...Bubblegum?" you whispered. You didn't feel him in the bed, in fact the blankets still felt as smoothed out as you had left them when you made your bed this morning.

Hearing the floor creak behind you, you had no time to react before a hand found itself at the back of your neck. "Shh" Bubblegum shushed you as you tried to push back against him. "Bubblegum?! What are you-"

Your muffled words were cut off as he forced you further up onto the bed. Feeling his free hand wrap underneath you, he wrapped it around your throat and lifted you against him. The position was slightly awkward as he held you there, "you move and I leave" he muttered in your ear.

"You've teased me far too much tonight, ___" he growled, "do you think it's funny? Toying with me like this?"

He kept his one hand against your throat, and used his other to grasp at your hip, keeping you steady against him. "I'm tired of being starved, ___" you could feel his cock throbbing against your backside.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about-" you choked out a reply, "I don't understand."

"You don't understand?" Bubblegum breathed, the feeling of his breath tickling your ear caused a shiver to run through your body. You weren't sure where this was coming from, or why he was acting like this, but you knew you couldn't sit here and say you weren't enjoying it.

"You make me feel like I am going crazy" he said lowly, "you sit here and promise me such wonderful things, and then you take it all away just when I think I'm capable of obtaining it all..." he left a small kiss against your shoulderblade as he spoke.

"Tell me, ___, do you know how unfair that is?" he tightened his grip against your throat, "it's cruel, you're cruel."

"What do you-" you shuddered, you could feel the heat between your legs growing.

"I think you know exactly what I mean" Bubblegum spoke softly, "and I think it's only fair if I return the favor" you felt his hand leave your hip and slowly dip down. Arching against him, a stifled whimper left your lips as he slowly dragged his fingers over your slick cunt.

"Bubblegum" you moaned quietly as he inserted two of fingers inside of you, curling them at just the right angle you jerked against him. He continued to curl his fingers, "should I keep going?" he questioned, "p-please" you whimpered.

He let out a soft chuckle before removing his hands from you all together. You clenched your thighs together, desperate to feel something as he took a step away. "Wha-? No- no please-" you whimpered, turning around on the bed, you faced him. "Bubblegum please-"

"Oh? You want me to continue?" he mused, your eyes had adjusted enough to see him looking down at you, a cocky smirk stretched his lips.

"Please" you begged, staring up at him with pleading eyes.

Bubblegum stared down at you, truthfully he knew he couldn't hold onto this whole facade much longer. He was aching to be inside of you, it was a miracle he managed to hold out this long.

"Hands and knees then" he made a twirling motion with his finger, "make sure you take off your shirt, and keep quiet, yeah? Don't need to be waking anyone on the ship." He knew there wasn't anyone else on this ship except for you, himself, and Wire.

But you didn't need to know that.

He watched as you quickly obliged, removing your shirt and getting into position, Bubblegum almost laughed at how quick you were. He hadn't expected you to give in so easily, truthfully, he thought you were more of a dominant person, but clearly he was wrong.

You were more than happy to be used and thrown around.

And he was happy to give you just that as he was far too impatient tonight to take his time with you. "If I hurt you, let me know" he spoke softly as he positioned himself behind you. Grabbing his cock, he rubbed it against your cunt, coating himself with your wetness.

You let out soft mewls, trying your best to keep quiet as Bubblegum pushed his tip inside of you. He barely gave you a moment to adjust as he slammed his hips forward, forcing himself into you in one swift motion.

You arched, letting out a loud cry, Bubblegum cursed under his breath at both the feeling of you wrapped around him and how loud you were.

"To hell with it" he groaned quietly, he knew no matter how hard he tried he wouldn't be able to keep you quiet. At this point, he didn't quite care if Wire heard you, in fact he wanted Wire to hear you.

He wanted Wire to know how badly he fumbled by rejecting you.

His arrogance was truly going to be the death of him.

Grabbing your hips, he wasted no time setting a rough pace as he fucked into you. He let out deep groans as he felt your cunt wrap and flutter around him, he wished he had made a move on you sooner because gods did you feel good.

"Fuck- ___" he growled, lowering himself against you, he placed his chest against your back as he practically rutted against you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the feeling, drool was beginning to collect at the corner of your mouth, and you already felt close to tipping over the edge.

"Bubblegum, I'm gunna-" you cried out.

Bubblegum shuddered against you as you throbbed around him, your cunt tightening over his cock as you came. He cursed under his breath, lifting himself off of you, he gripped at your hips as his thrusts stalled for a moment.

You whined, feeling him slowly pull out of you.

Lowering himself, he left small kisses against the inside of your thighs as he got closer and closer to your cunt. He wanted to keep going, but he knew if he did he wouldn't last nearly as long as he wanted to.

Using his thumbs to spread your lips, he wasted no time tasting you.

A long, drawn out moan was ripped from your throat as Bubblegum ran his tongue flat over you, lapping up every bit of your wetness. You gripped at the bedsheets, trying your best to keep yourself still as he practically made a meal out of you.

He groaned against you, his hands digging into your ass, he couldn't help himself as he reached down and began pumping his cock. He wanted to wait, he wanted to make this moment last, but he just couldn't.

Not when he's waited so long.

He felt himself drawing near his end, removing himself from you, he grabbed your hips and flipped you onto your back. A surprised cry left your lips as he placed both of your legs onto his shoulders.

Thrusting back into you with one quick motion, he practically melted at the feeling of your cunt wrapped around him once again. Your warmth and tightness was enough to almost sling-shot him towards his release.

"Doing so good" he groaned, starting up a quick pace, he bent himself forward, pushing your legs against your chest, he pushed his cock deeper into you. You watched him with lidded eyes, your face contorted with pleasure, he couldn't do anything other than watch.

"Don't know how I waited this long" Bubblegum shuddered, "y'feel so good."

Your eyes fluttered shut as you tipped over the edge once again, your cunt fluttered and throbbed around him, easing him into his own orgasm. He gripped the bedsheets as he gave one last final thrust before cumming.

He slowly laid his head down against your chest, attempting to control his breathing, he could still feel you throbbing around his slowly softening cock.

Slowly lowering your legs from his shoulders, Bubblegum slid his arms underneath you and lifted you against him. "I think another shower is overdue" he chuckled.

You hummed against him, wrapping your arms around his neck, you laid your head against his shoulder.

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A soft, tired groan left you as you slowly sat up on your bed. You had little to no recollection of what happened last night aside from dragging Bubblegum to your room after he got sick. "Mm.." you stretched, letting out another groan, you yawned.

"Bubblegum?" you spoke as you yawned, covering your mouth, you looked around your room.

Was he sleeping on the floor?

You slowly lifted yourself crawling towards the end of your bed, you didn't see Bubblegum at all. You questioned if he left the room, maybe he was in the bathroom?

You got up to check, feeling a strange soreness in between your legs, the memories of last night finally dawned on you. A deep blush traveled up your neck and face, leaving you a deep red as you lifted your shirt.

Looking down at your body you could see the various small bruises he left against you.

You felt like jumping overboard from pure embarrassment.

But...

Where was he?

You momentarily pushed the thoughts of what had happened last night aside, finding Bubblegum was your first priority.

Opening up your bathroom, you switched on the light and looked around.

"Bubblegum...?" you called again, you were beginning to get worried.

Did he leave?

Opening up your closet, you felt your heart slowly sink at the realization that he only wanted you for a one night stand.

Shaking your head, you pushed that thought away. That couldn't be the case, Bubblegum wasn't like that.

A knock on your door sounded, startling you from your thoughts, you quickly made your way back to your bed and covered your legs. "What is it?" you yelled, wincing at how awful your voice sounded.

The door to your room slowly opened, and your small smile slowly turned into a frown as Wire made his way inside. "So you really are making a whore out of yourself" he chuckled.

"What the fuck do you want" you scowled, glaring at him as he closed your bedroom door behind himself. "Well?" you frowned, crossing your arms over your chest.

"You're not going to answer my question?" he hummed, raising an eyebrow. He looked bored as ever, but his eyes held a glint of something you couldn't quite put your finger on.

"What question?" you snorted, "you putting me down for having an actual relationship was a question? I thought it was just you being an asshole."

Wire frowned, you watched as he looked around your room, as if searching for something.

"An actual relationship huh?" he focused back onto you, you could hear the hint of laughter in his voice. "You do realize Bubblegum is known for his... flings, right?" he snickered.

You felt your heart drop even further, but you refused to give Wire any sort of reaction. "And what do you know exactly? As far as I'm concerned you have flings all the time... and since when do you involve yourself with other peoples' business?"

Wires frown deepened further, setting his jaw he looked at you with a hint of anger. "I'm just trying to stop you from getting hurt, we're crewmates we're supposed to look out and care for eachother-"

"Oh" you laughed bitterly, "that is rich coming from you, acting like you care after rejecting me and then going out for a nice night of debauchery! Right.." you scoffed.

"Just get your nose out of my business and get your ass out of my room, thanks."

Wire glared down at you, "you don't get to speak to me like that" he growled. "I am your superior, and I expect you to treat me with respect" he practically spat.

Anger swelled in your chest as you watched him loom over you. You didn't understand why he was acting like this, why was it any of his business? Did he have feelings for Bubblegum? Was he jealous?

It would make sense as to why he didn't want you with him.

You couldn't help but snort at the thought, immediately covering your mouth, you looked up at Wire with both fear and amusement.

"What?" he looked at you, you could see the vein in his forehead popping, he was pissed.

"Are you trying to prevent me from getting with Bubblegum because you like him?" you let a small laugh slip through. "I didn't realize you swung that way-"

"Say that again and I will have you tossed overboard" he practically snarled, taking a step forward, he grabbed your shirt and lifted you.

You tried to grab hold of the blanket covering your legs, but it was far too late.

Wire glanced down, his eyes going wide for just a moment as he spotted the various bruises against your inner thighs.

"S-so am I right?" you stuttered, trying to bring his focus away from your thighs.

His frown deepened further, dragging you closer to him, you could feel his breath fanning your face.

You kept your eyes on him, hoping and praying that he wouldn't make any kind of comment.

He looked as if he were contemplating something as he opened his mouth to speak. Shaking his head, he 'tsked' before dropping you back onto your bed.

Turning on his heel, he left your bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

You watched the door for a moment longer, covering your legs back up you tried to comprehend what had just happened.

------

It had been a few days after your night with Bubblegum, and Wires... tantrum.

At least you thought it was a tantrum.

The ship hadn't pulled away from the brothel island, much to your disappointment. Kid made it known that the crew would be docked for upwards of a week, you had no idea why, nor did you want to find out.

Kid probably had some whore he's taken a liking to.

Disregarding that thought, you hadn't really left your room since the whole thing with Bubblegum. You'd only invited House into your room, who seemed just as upset.

She hadn't seen much of Bubblegum either, the man seemed to just vanish.

But despite this, House tried her best to try and coax you out of your room, stating that some daylight and fresh air would be good for you.

In the end you gave in and did exactly as she asked.

Pulling on a nice and simple dress, you left the ship and figured a walk around the island wouldn't hurt. It was broad daylight, no one would assume anything, at least you hoped not.

Making your way through the town, you admired a few of the buildings. They may have been bars or strip clubs, but their architecture was stunning. You could hear the music and shouting of plenty of people from various buildings, it seemed no matter the time of day, it was a constant party.

It reminded you of your crew.

A small smile graced your lips, you loved your crew but...

Thoughts about Wire and Bubblegum swirled in your mind, was it worth staying if you were just going to constantly keep getting hurt? You didn't want to stay in a crew that was set out on emotionally abusing you.

Shaking your head, you pushed those thoughts away. How silly of you to even think about leaving a crew that cherishes you, despite the way Bubblegum and Wire have treated you, it would be childish to leave over something as miniscule as that.

You focused back on your walk, looking around, you realized you were being followed.

What kind of idiot would follow a woman in broad daylight?

You sighed, rolling your eyes, you reached for your guns.

"Wha..?" you looked down at your waist, feeling the color drain from your face you realized you had forgotten to bring your guns with you.

Continuing your pace, you started looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of at least one of your crewmates. The streets were almost barren, save for a few people entering and exiting various bars.

You could feel anxiety swirling in your gut as you tried to weigh the possibilities of fighting back, the person following you was most likely a man.

You had no idea how strong he was, did he have a weapon? Did he have anyone helping him? You tried glancing behind you, catching a glimpse, you realized he didn't appear to be strong.

Appearances can be deceiving.

"Fuck" you muttered under your breath.

You really didn't have any other choice but to rely on someone to help you, you knew you weren't going to be strong enough to fight off this person, especially if you didn't have a weapon.

You silently cursed yourself for being dumb enough to leave your guns behind.

Walking a little faster, you could hear the person behind you speeding up.

You were growing frantic at this point.

Searching around, you caught a glimpse of blue hair leaving some kind of bar, you felt relief run through your body.

It was Heat!

You broke out into a full sprint, hearing the man behind you yell out, you could hear him not far behind. He was hot on your heels as you made your way towards Heat, but the closer you got, the more you realized it wasn't Heat.

It was Bubblegum.

And he was with Wire.

Somehow, you felt your heart drop even lower at the idea of going to them for help. You wanted to turn the other way, to look for Killer, or Kid, or someone that wasn't the two people you didn't want to see right now.

However you knew you didn't have a choice.

You could practically feel the mans' breath on the back of your neck, pushing yourself to go faster, you just barely closed the distance between yourself and both men before a searing pain ripped down your forearm.

A pained cry left your lips as a hand grasped at your other arm, yanking you back. Attempting to push the man away, you felt a cold shiver run down your spine as you caught a glimpse of a blade being raised above your head.

Your eyes widened as time seemed to slow down, the terror and realization that death was immanent felt as if you were falling into freezing cold water.

Opening your mouth, you tried to call out to Wire, to Bubblegum, to whoever, but to no avail as words failed to make it past your lips.

A sudden flash of black whizzed past, you felt the mans' grip leave your arm. "___!" Bubblegum called out, pulling you away. He held you against himself as you watched Wire with wide eyes, witnessing him bring his trident down onto the man who had been chasing you. Closing your eyes, you grimaced at the awful sound of his trident impaling the man, the gruesome squelch and crack was enough to leave you feeling sick.

Slowly lowering you to the ground, Bubblegum held onto you as you opened your eyes.

Wire kept his Trident in the mans' chest as he knelt down and roughly removed his hood. You felt your heart stop as you recognized his face. "That...-" you stopped, trying to keep yourself from coughing, the burning in your chest made it hard to breathe.

"Bubblegum get her inside, her arm needs medical attention" Wire spoke, lifting his trident from the mans' chest. "What about all of this? Kid'll-" Bubblegum started, his face just as pale as yours as he pulled you up from the ground.

"I'll deal with it, get her inside" he looked at Bubblegum, you could see the vein in his head popping, you knew he was angry.

Bubblegum slowly pulled you away, leading you towards a hotel.

-------

Sitting in a hotel room with a bandaged arm, sore legs, and a pair of burning lungs wasn't on your to-do list for the day, but neither was sitting with Bubblegum and a rather pissed off Wire.

Having curled up on the rather comfortable bed, you looked between both men as they stared at you. "Do you have to stare?" you questioned, feeling quite uncomfortable with the fact that neither of them have looked away after what felt like ten minutes.

"Sorry.." Bubblegum muttered, looking at the ground.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Wire cut in suddenly, causing you to look right at him. You raised an eyebrow, "what do you mean?'

"Leaving the ship without your guns? Going on a walk on an island that's notorious for this type of shit, do you realize how much trouble you could've been in if me and Bubblegum weren't there to help?" He stood from his seat, glaring down at you.

"So me getting chased and hurt is my fault, right..." you chuckled bitterly, looking away from the man, you frowned.

"You're putting words into my mouth" Wire sneered, "not once did I say it was your fault, I just thought you would've taken caution."

"I'm not some damsel in distress, I know how to take care of myself" you looked back at Wire, you felt your blood beginning to boil.

"Clearly not" he shook his head, "if you knew how to take care of yourself, you wouldn't have been running for help in the first place!"

You said nothing, deciding to stare out of the singular window in the room, you tried to fight back the sudden urge to cry. It felt like Wire was blaming you for what had happened, surely that wasn't the case right? You wanted to go out for some fresh air, to get your mind off of everything that had happened, you didn't ask to get chased and nearly killed.

"Who was he" Wire spoke up, gaining your attention, "you looked like you recognized the man chasing you, so who was he?"

"Why does it matter?" you felt your throat burning as tears threatened to spill, "you gunna sit there and tell me it's my fault for knowing him?"

"You're being childish"

"And you're being an asshole!" you yelled at him.

"How?! For caring about you? For not wanting you to get hurt?!" Wire raised his voice, "you could've gotten killed, ___" he took a step closer toward you.

Giving Wire an incredulous look, you let out a bitter laugh, "caring about me? Does me nearly getting killed somehow magically make room for me in that heart of yours? Fuck you Wire" you sneered.

"I'm going back to the ship" you got up from the bed.

Pushing past Wire, you barely made it a step further before he grabbed your good arm and ripped you backwards. "You're not leaving this room" he growled, pushing you back onto the bed.

"Wire" Bubblegum spoke up, "step out for a second, I want to talk to her."

Wire stared at Bubblegum for a moment before looking back down at you.

He clicked his tongue, "be quick about it then" he turned on his heel and left the room.

You were partially surprised that Wire even listened to Bubblegum.

"___" Bubblegum snapped you out of your thoughts, taking a step closer to you, you glared at him. "So you two are all buddy buddy now?" you scoffed, "good to know."

"It's not like that" Bubblegum tried to keep his voice low, not wanting to cause even more of a ruckus. "I know you're upset with me for leaving after..." he trailed off, you knew exactly what he was referring to.

"For ditching me after our wonderful night of romance? I don't even want to hear it" you crossed your arms.

"Will you please just listen?" Bubblegum whined, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, I really didn't, but as soon as I woke up that morning I had left to get some new clothes and-" he abruptly stopped before sighing.

"I ran into Wire, he was absolutely livid that I had spent the night with you."

"So in other words you ended up ditching me in order to make Wire happy" you stared at him, "why don't you just save yourself some time and leave? I'm no longer interested in you, and I'm not interested in wire... So just leave it at that."

Bubblegum looked hurt for a moment before frowning, "that's a lie and you know it."

"So what if it is? Why does it matter? It's clear neither of you want a relationship so why do you care so much?"

"But we do want a relationship" he looked at you, exasperated.

"What?"

"We want a relationship with you, we both want to be with you it's just, we- we want to share you" his face grew a few shades red upon confessing.

"Hold on, where- where is this coming from?" you stood up from the bed, "you mean to tell me that you both, as in you and Wire, want to share me?" you couldn't help but feel confused, they weren't trying to fuck with you were they?

"Yes! That's exactly it, I-"

"Can I just...." you sighed, rubbing at your temples, "can I have a moment please? By myself?"

Bubblegum opened his mouth to speak before closing it again, "a-alright, I'll be outside."

You watched as he left the room, sitting back down on the bed, you tried to make sense of everything you just heard. You felt like you should be happy, but you just felt... unsure?

The idea of being with both Wire and Bubblegum sounded like nothing but trouble, you doubted the two could actually get along. What if it caused problems within the crew?

Doubts began to flood your mind.

Staring down at your hands, you couldn't help but wonder how everything seemed to just fall into place for you, all within seconds. This whole week had been nothing short of a complete shit show and now suddenly it's going exactly as you wanted?

You couldn't help but feel like some kind of sorcery was involved.

Rubbing your face and letting out a long, drawn out groan, you looked up at the ceiling and questioned everything. It felt like your life was actually just being written out, as if pre-planned on a piece of paper. Maybe some unseeable great being akin to a god made all of your choices for you, maybe they swayed every single one of your thoughts, and controlled all of your actions without your knowledge.

You were being silly.

No such thing like that existed, you were in control of what happened in your life... for the most part.

But was being with both Wire and Bubblegum truly a good idea?

Did Wire even actually have feelings for you? Or is it some kind of guise to get back at you.

Unfortunately, you were curious enough to find out.

"I really hope I don't regret this" you whined, getting up from the bed, you made your way to the door and opened it.

Both men were standing in the hallway, talking quietly to each other before noticing you.

"I'll.. give it a shot, give us a shot."

"That's all we need" Wire smirked.

-------

It had been over a month since you agreed to be in a relationship with both Wire and Bubblegum, and to your surprise it was going good, you enjoyed the company of both men.

You just weren't a fan of Kid and House constantly butting into your business, constantly asking you how you managed to get both men to fit. They both seemed to enjoy the reaction it got out of you.

Wire and Bubblegum never did much to help with that, the both of them usually laughed right along with Kid, and House.

But despite everything that had happened, especially with you ruining Wires' night at the bar, the man was kind enough to explain to you why he rejected you in the first place. He had claimed it was because he thought you were far too 'soft' for his rather rough demeanor. He was just fearful of it being far too much for you to handle, and the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.

With these words, you had just felt the slightest bit of offended, you didn't think you came off as a soft person what-so-ever. You had even told him this, expressing the fact that you weren't at all soft, you had been met with laughter as Wire further explained what he meant.

I don't mean you're soft as a person, I mean soft as in your vanilla in the bedroom" he chuckled, "I'm into some wild shit, I didn't want to risk hurting you."

You could remember the blush that burned bright on your cheeks as you apologized for the way you ruined his one good night at the bar, it was embarrassing realizing he was only looking out for you.

He had assured you that it was fine.

After that, everything seemed to run smoothly, you ended up allowing Wire and Bubblegum into your room whenever they pleased, and the three of you usually ended up sleeping together most nights.

And surprisingly, those nights were usually filled with very.. soft sex, much to your surprise. Wire had explained he didn't want to jump right into everything he was into, and Bubblegum was up for whatever was thrown on the table.

Until tonight.

The crew was having fun, drinking and partying after a successful battle, everyone was enjoying themselves. You had been sipping on some alcohol, not feeling up to getting absolutely trashed while Wire and Bubblegum took it upon themselves to drink as much as they could.

You watched both men chug down their mugs of alcohol, one after the other.

"You're not gunna join the party?" Bubblegum asked, offering you a full mug despite already having your own. "Nah, I don't feel like getting trashed, I'm probably going to go to sleep early, that fight took a lot out of me" you smiled.

"Oh come on, not even a little fun?" Bubblegum practically whined, gaining the attention of Wire, who made his way over. "What's going on?" he looked between you and Bubblegum.

"___ is calling it early" Bubblegum motioned towards you, causing a bit of alcohol to spill out of the mug he was holding.

"You're not hurt are you?" Wire looked at you, raising an eyebrow.

"No, no I'm not hurt" you set down your mug, you knew someone would end up picking it up and finishing it off anyways. "I'm just tired, I'll see y'all tomorrow" you gave a small wave to both boys as you made your way to your bedroom.

Both Wire and Bubblegum watched as you left, they were a little disappointed that you didn't stay out and drink with them, but if you were tired then it couldn't be helped.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Wire smirked.

"Uhh.." Bubblegum cocked an eyebrow, "what are we thinking exactly?"

"Come on" Wire motioned for Bubblegum to follow as he led him to his room.

Bubblegum followed without asking too many questions, though he was completely and utterly confused on what Wire was hinting at. "I think we've been too soft on ___ this past month, yeah? You think it's time to bust out the big shit?" Wire snickered.

"The.. big shit?" Bubblegum tried to understand where Wire was coming from.

"Fucks sake, the cuffs, the vibrators, the gags, y'know?" he scoffed, "how clueless can you be?"

"Okay well, for your information-"

"I don't want to hear it, just help me get the box out" Wire opened his door up, allowing Bubblegum inside.

His room wasn't horrible, it's exactly what Bubblegum assumed it would look like.

Filled with tattered dark cloth covering all of the portholes, the room was rather dark save for the top light and a singular lamp sitting next to his bed. "Right here" Wire motioned, opening up his rather small closet, he pulled out a box labeled 'TOYS'.

"Wow what a name" Bubblegum hummed.

"Shut the fuck up"

Placing it on his bed, he started digging through it, "y'think she'll dig some cuffs?" Wire pulled out said cuffs, they were black (of course) with silver studs.

"You're the one with all the 'expertise' with this, besides, I use whatever" Bubblegum shrugged, he wasn't one to be picky.

Wire scoffed, he didn't know why he had Bubblegum join him in the first place, the man was little to no help.

"Just help me go through this will you?"

"Fine"

-----------

You were laying in bed reading a book when Bubblegum made an abrupt entrance into your room, holding open the door, you watched as Wire came in with a box. "Uhh...? Care to explain?" you looked between the both of them with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, we figured since you didn't want to party out there, that we'd just bring the party in here" Bubblegum smiled, motioning towards the box.

Before you could question anything, Wire flipped the box over and allowed its contents to spill out over your bed.

Your face turned red as you realized it was a rather large amount of bondage toys, sex toys, and pretty much anything else a person could think of. Reaching forward, you picked up a pair of cuffs, "I hope these are... clean" you set them back down.

"You think I don't clean my stuff after using it?" Wire crossed his arms, "I may be a pirate but I'm not dirty"

"Never said you were" you picked up what looked like a harness, "and this is...?"

"Strap-on harness" Wire shrugged, "you into those?"

"Wow" you made a face, "this is really sudden."

"If you don't want to it's fine, we're not gunna force ya" Wire shrugged, getting ready to pack everything up back into the box it came in.

"No no, I want to it's just- we're not using all of it tonight are we?" you were certainly worried that was the case.

"What?" Wire couldn't help but let a laugh slip through, "no, that's not how that works, we'll do what we know you can handle and build up from there."

"Then can I pick out what I know I can handle?" you looked at Wire.

"That was the point of me bringing all of this to your room"

You pursed your lips as you rummaged through the mess of toys on your bed.

Wire and Bubblegum seemed surprised as you pulled out a few different things ranging from ropes and spreader-bars, to gags, blindfolds, and paddles. It was all primarily BDSM toys, you knew you were flexible enough to handle quite a bit of it, and the idea of being completely restricted while-

"I think we'll hold out on this for tonight" Wire reached forward, grabbing the ball-gag you had chosen, he tossed it back into the box. "Why?" you questioned, frowning a bit, you were looking forward to using it.

"Because we're gunna be putting your mouth to use, anyways, are you done picking out everything?" he placed a hand on his hip as he waited.

Bubblegum stood next to him, looking over your selected items, he hummed.

He didn't take you for someone who was into bondage, not that he was complaining.

"Yeah, well- actually" you reached into the pile and pulled out a butt-plug with a heart shaped base that sported a false red gem.

Wire snorted as he began putting everything else back into the box.

"Should I go put on some kind of outfit?" you questioned, "I have a black lingerie set."

"You can if you want, but it'll likely end up ruined" Wire shrugged, "just let me get this cleaned up and we can get started."

You pouted at the fact that you couldn't wear the black and gold lingerie set you had bought while on that awful brothel island. It was cute, and it looked extremely good on you, but you also didn't want it getting ruined.

"Alright" Wire stood up, "lets get you undressed and set up, yeah?" he smirked.

------

You whimpered, Wire had already cuffed your legs, forcing you into a doggy-style position with your arms stretched out and cuffed underneath you. You found the position to be slightly uncomfortable, but it wasn't something you couldn't handle.

"You doing okay?" Wire spoke, you could hear both men shuffling around in your room, though you couldn't see them as Wire had already blindfolded you. It was strange, having your sight taken away, it made hearing all the smaller things around you much much easier.

Nodding your head as best you could, you felt the bed dip in front of you.

"Just me" Bubblegum ran one of his hands through your hair, "you look pretty like this y'know."

"He's right" Wire mused, you let out a sharp, muffled cry as he spanked you with the paddle you had picked out. "You're doing good so far, makes me wonder how long you'll last" he chuckled, bringing the paddle back down against you.

You arched your back, letting out another cry.

You could hear the spreader-bar clanking as you moved, the feeling of not being able to move away was both arousing and terrifying. You knew Wire would be careful with you, but you also knew how sadistic the man could be.

What exactly did you get yourself into?

"I think we're ready to start, yeah?" Wire spoke, you jerked feeling something cold being smeared against your asshole.

"Careful now, just some lube" Wire grabbed the butt-plug you had picked out earlier, "if this hurts, let me know" he slowly pushed it into you, earing a muffled groan as it slowly slipped inside.

"Fuck" Wire growled, "It's a shame we can't have you tied up 'n on display like this everyday... gods know I'd pay to see it." You answered him with a whimper as he crawled up onto the bed, positioning himself behind you, you could feel the tip of cock just barely brushing up against your inner thigh.

Your body jerked feeling Wires' fingers rub against your slit, a low growl rumbled in his throat. "What a freaky little thing you are, already completely soaked" he smiled, "you're pretty accustomed to being stuffed full, I think you'll be okay without any prepping for tonight."

Bubblegum let out a small laugh, you could feel him lightly caressing the side of your face before grabbing a fistful of your hair. Raising your head, you let out a low groan from both pleasure and pain. "You remember your safe-word right?" he asked.

You swallowed, "Y-yes."

"What is it?" Wire chimed in, you could hear the slick noises as he pumped his cock, most likely applying lube. "It's red" you let out another groan feeling Bubblegum raise your head up a little farther.

You could hear Bubblegums' hum of approval as Wire placed his hands on your hips, a shiver ran through your body as your anticipation grew. "Someone's excited" Wire snickered, he watched you with a careful eye as he grabbed hold of his cock.

Slowly pushing his hips forward, you opened your mouth, letting out a groan. Bubblegum wasted no time forcing his cock into your mouth, causing you to gag as your nose hit his base. "Fucking hell, careful with her" Wire scolded him as he grabbed hold of your hips.

Giving a quick thrust forward, your body jerked as he fully bottomed out. A barely audible cry left you, jerking against your restraints, the bars clanked as you moved.

"You're one to talk" Bubblegum scoffed, if it weren't for Bubblegum having his cock down your throat, and the feeling of Wire throbbing inside of you, you would've yelled at the both of them.

You moaned against Bubblegum as he continued to throat-fuck you, moving one of his hands from your hair, he used it to hold the side of your face as he kept your head still with each thrust. You could hear his grunts and small noises of pleasure with each buck of his hips.

Wire remained still behind you, allowing you to somewhat adjust to his size. He knew you were already capable of taking him with or without prepping, hell, it seemed as if you were built specifically for him and his cock with how well you took him.

He'd always have to be careful with other women, but with you? He could fuck you silly with everything he had and he loved it.

He loved you.

Not that he'd admit that.

Yet.

Pulling back his hips, he groaned at the way your cunt throbbed around him, the way it practically pulled him back inside was enough to have him drooling. He couldn't get enough of how good you felt, sometimes he wished he could have you on his cock 24/7.

He'd have to steal you away for a night sometime soon, it was his week with you anyways.

Focusing back onto you, he started slow, pulling out just enough and then slamming back into you. The feeling of your body jerk, the rattling of your restraints, he desperately wanted to let loose, to fuck you until you were nothing but a whimpering, overstimulated pile of mush.

"Fuck" Wire groaned, "y'think you can squeeze that pretty pussy around me s'more?" he leaned forward, placing his head against your upper back, he let out another deep groan. "That's it" he left a small kiss against your spine.

You could already feel yourself nearing your first orgasm, the feeling of it slowly building in your gut. But you knew you weren't the only one nearing their release, you could feel Bubblegums' thrusts growing sloppy as he continued thrusting down your throat.

Though before he could bring himself any further towards his release, you felt him lift your head, earning a pained groan as he pulled on your hair. Slipping his cock out of your mouth, you whimpered out a quiet 'red'.

Wire was quick to stop what he was doing, immediately pulling out of you, you almost sobbed at the loss of his cock inside of you.

Before he could ask you what was wrong, you pulled on your restraints, "undo them please" you whimpered. As much as you wanted to keep them on, they were beginning to hurt, not to mention the awful pain in your head from Bubblegum pulling your hair a little too hard.

Wire wasted no time undoing the cuffs connected to the spreader-bar, allowing you to finally move, you grunted out in pain at the stiff feeling in your muscles. "Fuck" you whimpered, slowly moving to lay on your back, you raised a hand and lifted the blindfold off.

"Are you okay?" Wire asked, he looked you over with concern, Bubblegum was right with him.

You felt bad, it was the first time you had ever used your safe-word, you hadn't meant to give either men a fright.

"'m fine" you croaked, your voice sounded awful. "Just- gimme a second, I can keep going I just need a breather."

"I don't think I can handle having my throat fucked anymore though" you let out a small chuckle, "at least not with my hair getting pulled like that."

Bubblegum muttered a quick apology, he hadn't meant to hurt you.

"It's fine" you slowly sat up from your position, "we can continue-"

You let out a yelp as Wire grabbed your ankle and yanked you towards him, "start using your hands" he motioned to Bubblegum before using one of his thumbs to push his cock against your slit.

Bubblegum made his way back towards you, allowing you to wrap a hand around his cock, you started jerking him off. He closed his eyes, letting a small groan leave his lips as his eyebrows furrowed.

You were happy to finally see his facial expressions.

A breathy moan left your lips as Wire slowly pushed himself back into you once again, the feeling of his cock filling you felt like bliss. "Fuck- Wire" you whimpered, you could feel pressure building up in your gut all over again.

"I don't think I can keep going much longer" Bubblegum spoke up, his face was contorted into pure pleasure as his body twitched. You pumped his cock faster, desperately wanting to bring him to his breaking point.

Grabbing at your arm, Bubblegum moved back, attempting to keep himself from finishing. But it was far too late, he didn't have enough time to calm himself down before feeling himself tip over the edge.

Jerking himself off, he kept his eyes on you as he came over his stomach, he was slightly disappointed in himself.

Wire couldn't help but smirk, he silently thanked the fact that he had the stamina of a god.

Pulling out of you, he grabbed your hips and turned you back onto your stomach. "Keep your eyes on Bubblegum for me" he groaned, thrusting back into you, he placed a thumb over the butt-plug you still had in and pushed it.

A loud moan left your throat as he did so.

"Wire!" you called out, feeling yourself tip over the edge, your vision went white as your cunt throbbed around his cock. You could just barely hear Wire curse as his hips stuttered, the feeling of you squeezing around him was far too much.

He nearly doubled over as he came, pushing himself in as far as he could go, he let out deep groan.

Slowly coming down from your orgasm, you felt Wire still on top of you, resting his head against the upper part of your back, the two of you laid there for a good few minutes.

Bubblegum watched with lidded eyes, still feeling disappointed that he couldn't hold on for longer.

Wire was surely going to give him shit for it too.

You let out a soft groan as Wire slowly pulled out of you, the man was a panting mess as he stood to his full height. He slowly dragged you closer to the edge of the bed before curling an arm underneath your legs and back, "lets go get you cleaned up, yeah?"

He brought you into your bathroom, setting you into the bathtub, he turned on the water.

"I'll be back in a second, okay?" he leaned down and left a quick kiss against your forehead.

Leaving you in the bathroom as the tub filled, you laid your head back against the wall.

Wire stepped out, glancing over towards Bubblegum, he smirked and crossed his arms.

"I hope you didn't forget about our bet" he didn't bother to hide the smug look on his face.

Bubblegum glared at Wire, "it's not my fault you've got better stamina."

"Maybe you should just learn to hold out a little longer" Wire scoffed, "I'm gunna go back in and help ___, wash up, you can handle yourself" he made his way back towards the bathroom.

Bubblegum watched as Wire left, a deep sigh left him as he laid his head back against the wall.

He found himself partially regretting agreeing to a three way relationship.

#fanfic #op wire #Op bubblegum #I didnt know you had a blog ��

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