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h-c-u · 1 year ago

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Breaking the Billionaire

Summary: Being in control can be exhausting.

Pairing: sub!Toto Wolff x soft!femdom!reader

W/C: 5.2k

Rating: +18, dom/sub, size difference, anal sex, pegging, overstimulation, aftercare.

A/N: Toto gets pegged. And there is over 1k words spent on aftercare. I don't know what else to say... It's like... 5AM, so please have that in mind...

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As soon as you caught Toto's gaze right after the race, you knew what he needed this evening. He didn't have to ask, and you didn't have to reply, but you still smiled and nodded to confirm your unspoken agreement. Before anything could happen though, he had to attend the trophy ceremony, and give a few interviews, which you honestly didn't mind, because it gave you a chance to watch him from the sides with the knowledge that your mere presence in the corner of his eye was enough to give him peace and comfort.

When he was done with everything, he walked almost sheepishly to you, placed a long, soft kiss on the top of your head, and let himself be pulled into your arms. He buried his face in the nook of your neck (even though the angle of him leaning down so much wasn't exactly comfortable) and inhaled deeply, momentarily flooding his every sense with you. You gently ran your hand over his back and with the other, you cupped the back of his neck. One of the Mercedes media people just took a picture of this moment, but it was a conversation for later because you knew Toto wasn't in the right mind space to discuss anything like that.

- Let's go... - you whispered quietly, and he nodded. Even though he straightened his posture, he didn't let you go; his arm staying wrapped securely around your waist.

Today was one of the rare days when you were the one behind the wheel, and yet you were focusing more on the person next to you, than on savoring this moment. The ride back to the hotel was quiet, and when you stopped at the red light, you rested your hand on Toto’s thigh, wordlessly letting him know you were there for him, no matter what.

As soon as you closed the door to your hotel room and made sure it was locked, Toto dropped to his knees in front of you; his bag, phone, and keys landing on the floor, while he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his face against your abdomen. You instantly saw the change in his posture, and you couldn't help but smile, appreciating the depth of trust he had in you. You gently ran your fingers through his hair, softly scratching his scalp and in response, he let out a sound that could be only classified as a purr.

- Get ready... - you whispered as you leaned down to place a gentle kiss on the top of his head, and yet he didn't stand up right away. Instead, his hands traveled from your waist down your legs until they reached your shoes. He unlaced them and took them off for you with an almost blank expression on his face, but that was to be changed. - Up. - you said in a more authoritative tone, and this time he immediately stood up. Despite the fact he was towering over you, his demeanor and posture made it feel like he was the one who was smaller. – Undress. Leave just the shirt. - your voice was quiet, yet it was far from weak. His hands immediately went to his belt, but you were not watching. Instead, you went to your suitcase and took out an unnecessarily complicated leather harness, a toy you both chose a few months ago and a small bottle of lube, which you placed on the bed. When you turned around, the only thing he was wearing was the shirt you asked him to leave, the first two buttons permanently open.

- Undress me. - you said with a soft smile, but there was a slight warning in your voice because even though he enjoyed ripping your clothes off, this time was different. This time if his moves became too rapid, or if his fingers lingered too long in places they shouldn’t - there would be consequences.

Without saying a word, he got closer, and with a subtle uncertainty in his moves, he started slowly unbuttoning your shirt. His big, long fingers struggled with tiny buttons for a short moment, but eventually, all of them came undone. Without breaking eye contact, he slid both hands under the material on your shoulders and slowly removed the blouse from your body. When he tried to reach for the clasp of your bra, you stopped him and directed his hands lower; you'd rather have your breasts safely tucked in and secured for what would happen next.

He undid the string on the back of your skirt and loosened the lacing holding it in place, allowing it to fall to the ground. Carefully not to break the delicate material, he slid his fingers under the band of the tights and moved them down, gently caressing the skin of your thighs, but no longer than necessary. He had to kneel again to take them off completely, and when he did, his face was right in front of your clothed core; so close that he was able to feel the heat radiating from there. He looked at you with a question in his eyes, and when you nodded once, he slowly slid down your panties as well, leaving your pussy bare. You could see that he very obviously swallowed, salivating at the mere thought of your taste.

- Harness. - the tone of your voice stopped his thoughts from galloping, but he still needed a moment to process your request. Eventually, he took the harness and the toy from the bed. First, he secured the dildo to the front of the gear because it was much easier to do when no one was wearing it. When it was done, he lowered the contraption and let you step into it. Because he was still kneeling in front of you when the harness was in place, the toy was right in his face, and you noticed that he swallowed again while eying the familiar shape. He tightened the straps on your hips, and then he moved to the ones around your thighs. With one hand he reached between your legs to grab the longer strap, and when he was bringing it forward, he let his thumb graze between your folds, letting the touch linger. When you let out a quiet "Tsk, tsk, tsk...", he instantly went back to secure the harness. It's not like you didn't like him touching you there, but today you didn't give him permission to do so. The other strap was tightened around your thigh without any more surprises or misbehaviors.

Toto looked up at you with an unasked question in his eyes, but you didn't say anything. Instead, you gently cupped his cheek and ran your thumb over it. He closed his eyes and leaned almost forcefully into your hand as if he was a dying man and only your touch could save him... You let him relish in that sensation for a moment, while your hand slowly traveled into his hair, where you grabbed a fistful of it and harshly yanked his head, pulling him back to reality. His jaw was loose enough for his lips and teeth to slightly part, making it possible for you to thrust your hips forward and pull his head by the hair at the same time, burying the toy deep in his throat in one swift move.

He had no time to prepare, but out of instinct, muscle memory, or some other ungodly reason, he was still able to relax enough for the dildo to cross the barrier and slide down completely until his nose was tightly pressed against your abdomen. Because it happened so quickly, his brain didn't get the chance to catch up and he tried to sharply inhale, which only made him choke and gag. He tried to move away, but you just tightened your grip on his hair and held him steady until his eyes started watering and his shoulders were convulsing in a desperate attempt to retreat. He still didn't tap your thigh three times, so you knew you could do even more. Only when his face was red, his cheeks soaked with tears and the drool was dripping from his chin and seeping into his shirt, you yanked him back, allowing him to catch his breath for a few seconds. His frenzied gasps were louder than thunder in the dead quiet of the bedroom, but the stoic calmness in his eyes told you everything you needed to know...

By now you knew him and his body well enough to recognize what he could and more importantly couldn't handle. That's why you didn't even hesitate before pulling him onto the toy again. This time he was more prepared, and even though his face could still be used as a flag of a certain communist country, he had no issues with the brutal pace you set, only letting out a few gurgling noises then the dildo bruised the back of his throat.

It wasn't long before his shoulders relaxed and his eyes closed again, dwelling in that comfort of not having to do anything and just letting himself be used. He gave up control of his movements not even pretending to struggle when you harshly guided his head; he gave up control over his breath every time you buried the silicon cock so deep it burned his esophagus; he gave up control over his mind, allowing you to engulf him in the reality of your creation. A reality, where he didn't have to make any decisions and his existence, was dictated by your whim.

As soon as you saw how pliant he became under your touch, you held his head pressed against your abdomen again, but this time he didn't choke or gag... He stayed still, slowly breathing through his nose even when you finally let go of his hair. You couldn't help but gently smile at the sight of his lips wrapped tightly around the toy’s girth, not even a millimeter of silicon seeing the light of day. His mouth was pressed tightly against the harness, and you could feel his saliva rubbing off on your bare skin around there. His eyelashes were stuck together with tears, but there was no longer any trace of wetness on his cheeks. The crimson on his face summoned by the rough beginning was also gone, and now he just sat calm and content at your feet.

- Good boy... - you said quietly, running your hand through his hair, gently scratching his scalp. You could see his glossed eyes light up almost immediately when the words left your mouth, as he looked at you with pure adoration.

You retreated your hips, and the toy left his lips with a quiet "plop", and when it did, he loudly swallowed the excess saliva in his mouth, but didn't even bother to wipe the wetness around it. You leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head, a complete contrast to the rough fucking his throat just received.

- Bed. Knees together on the floor, chest on the mattress. - you whispered, still keeping your lips lightly pressed against his hair, but as soon as you straightened your back, he moved into the position you requested, not even bothering to stand up. His shirt rode up exposing his ass and already hard, leaking cock that was currently pressed against the side of the bed. For the moment he put his hands under his head, patiently waiting for your next move, and he didn't have to wait long. You opened the bottle of lube that you retrieved earlier, squeezed a generous portion onto the silicone dildo, and made sure every inch was covered. Next, you let a big drop fall in between Toto’s cheeks. He tensed for a second in reaction to the cold substance on his skin, but he relaxed again almost immediately.

With a tight grip on the toy, you guided its tip to thoroughly spread the lubricant around his entrance, gently pressing a little bit deeper from time to time, until he started subconsciously pushing his hips backward urging you to continue. Instead of giving into his needs, you retreated for a moment and went around the bed to get one of the pillows.

- Hips up. - he did as you asked, and you slipped the pillow under his abdomen, propping his pelvis higher, so it would be easier for you to stimulate his prostate with every thrust. What you didn't plan on was his cock being trapped in between the pillow and his abdomen, but you left it there, so Toto could get even more stimulation. The new angle also meant that his knees were off the floor, reducing the risk of carpet burn.

With one hand you gripped his hip and with the other, you pressed the silicon tip to his entrance. You didn't even have to tell him to relax, because he was already docile, just laying there already expecting what was about to come.

At first, you pushed gently, letting only the tip breach into his body. You even gave him a moment to adjust, though he didn't look like he needed it... You couldn't help but admire the way his back arched in this position, with his ass high up in the air, while his torso laid flat on the mattress and his cheek was pressed against the sheets as he looked back at you. You gave him a reassuring smile and finally, you snapped your hips forward, shoving in the whole toy in one quick move. He clenched his jaw in response to the burning sensation of his muscles being so suddenly stretched. The lube helped a lot and allowed you to slide completely in with no resistance. He wasn't prepped to accommodate such girth without any discomfort, but not even a few seconds passed, and his face relaxed again; you knew from experience that he could handle much, much more.

You leaned over his relaxed body and placed your hands on his waist over his Mercedes-branded shirt, which shifted your weight there, essentially pinning him to the mattress. If he tried, he could free himself from under you, but you both knew he wouldn't. Especially when you slowly moved your hips back, and the tip of the silicone cock dragged against his prostate, drawing a quiet whimper from his mouth, and his hips tried to chase that feeling.

A quiet chuckle left your mouth at the sight of how desperate he already was, but you didn't want to torture him any longer, so you thrusted forward, and Toto’s quiet whimper morphed into a deep, loud moan. You angled your hips even more down to make sure he would get as much pleasure from this experience as possible. With another thrust, you could see his eyes rolling back into his skull, and with the next, his lips didn't even close... When he was in this state, he was extremely responsive, letting go of all the inhibitions, and filters, and trusting you with his vulnerability completely.

When you increased the tempo, his eyebrows furrowed and the loud moans shifted into a continuous one, changing the tone in the rhythm of your moves. His hands gripped the sheets with such strength that his knuckles turned white. He tried to push his hips, to meet yours in the middle, but he was torn between that and thrusting down to stimulate his cock which was currently trapped between his own body and the pillow. So instead, he ended up flailing aimlessly trying to get both at the same time, but ending only railing himself up even more, because as soon as the pleasure on the one side started to overwhelm him, he moved away from it, chasing the same sensation in a different place.

For a moment it was amusing... Such a strong, powerful, and intelligent man was reduced to his basic instincts, not even able to focus for long enough to properly cum... Utterly helpless because of a fake cock pistoning in and out of him with force it made the bed shake. His face twisted by desperation and torment... He was a perfect mess; a masterpiece of your doing and as much as you wanted to admire it for eternity, you didn't want to torture him.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shhhhh... - you cooed at him, slowing down for a moment in an attempt to calm him down. He let out a disappointed groan and tried to buck his hips against yours, but that didn't work, because the toy was already buried fully inside him. - Stop that. - that was enough for him to go limp. - I'm going to use that tight little hole of yours now because you can't even be trusted with your own pleasure, is that right...? - your condescending words didn't match the loving and caring tone at all, but he didn't care. He just nodded enthusiastically, unable to form any words. - And you will take it, like a good boy I know you can be... Am I correct...? - he nodded again, and you could see the tears starting to form in his eyes. - Don't. Move. - you growled and tightly gripped the material on the back of his Mercedes-branded shirt with both hands and yanked him back and up, so you had leverage to pull him harder and deeper onto your strap.

You set a brutal pace from the beginning, focusing solely on Toto's orgasm. Your arms quickly grew tired and started to ache from manhandling his weight, but you pushed through it because you knew it would be worth it. His desirous moans, whines, and whimpers were creating a beautiful opera, and there were moments in which you could have sworn all the sounds he was making were overlapping on top of each other in perfect harmony, accompanied by the loud, rhythmic, squelching noises created by your every thrust. The tears were streaming down his cheeks, but you could see that he was almost on the edge of falling apart... You leaned down a bit more, moved one of your hands, grabbed a fistful of his hair, and yanked his head back. That slight but sudden pain was enough to finally push him into the arms of release.

With a scream mixed with a sob, he came, spilling his seed all over the pillow, sheets, and his own stomach, before you released your grip on him and let his body fall onto the mattress. You gave him a moment to catch a breath and admired wave after wave of orgasm rippling through his body, making him twitch and spasm uncontrollably. The toy remained nestled right against his prostate, keeping a light but constant pressure on it.

His breathing was still quick and shallow when you moved inside him again, drawing a hopeless, pained groan from his mouth when you dragged the dildo slowly out and back inside of him... And then again... And again... Until he was sobbing and biting down on the sheets from the overstimulation; all of his muscles tensing and relaxing rapidly, stretching the material of the shirt almost to its breaking point.

You didn't stop when he begged you to; you didn't stop when he tried to climb onto the bed and away from you; you didn't stop when his cries went silent and all he could do was lay there and take it, while uncontrollable spasms ravaged his body and tears were streaming down his cheeks... You only stopped when a barely noticeable blissed-out smile showed up on his face.

You released the hard grip you had on his hips from when he tried to get away and gently massaged the spots you dug your fingers into, the red marks already forming on the skin there. When Toto's breathing calmed down, you slowly moved your hips away from his, allowing the strap to slip out of his hole with a hollow "pop", as his body twitched one more time. With one hand gently rubbing his lower back, you removed the cum soaked pillow from under his hips, allowing his back to rest in a more comfortable position, because as much as you loved the way his spine arched during moments of deepest pleasure, it wasn't exactly the most relaxing pose.

He started to shift slightly, which you recognized as him trying to stand up, but you just put more pressure on his back, keeping him in place.

- Shh, shh, shhhhh... I've got you, honey... Just lay here for a moment longer, ok...? - you whispered, and when he nodded, you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.

Still in the harness, you went to the bathroom and started a scorching hot bath with hotel-provided bath salt that smelled vaguely like the lily of the valley. While the bathtub was filling up, you went to the kitchen area and retrieved a trash bag from under the sink before coming back to the bedroom.

- Can you try to stand up for me, love...? - your voice was quiet but steady because you knew when Toto was in that state, loud noises and harsh lights were sometimes too much. He nodded slowly and pushed himself up on the mattress, but he lost his balance and his knees hit the floor. - It's ok, it's all right... - you smiled gently. - Is it ok if I touch you...? - you were sure it was, but you still asked, slowly presenting a concept of choice back to him, and when he nodded you slid under his arm and helped him stand up. His legs were still shaking, but with your support, he was able to move. - Let's go to the bathroom... - you rubbed your hand over his back to ground him back a little bit more in reality.

The room was already filled with steam and a light flowery scent, and the only light was coming from a small lamp fixed to the mirror, so it was pleasantly dim inside.

You slowly guided Toto to the bathtub and sat him down on the edge. You quickly opened the buttons of his shirt and slid it off him, softly tracing your fingers over the indents that were left by the stitches in the material. He turned around on his own and placed his feet in the hot water without making even the slightest sound indicating that it was too hot. Before you left, you placed a quick kiss on his shoulder, and for a short moment, he leaned his head against yours.

- I will be right back, I promise. - you whispered and pressed one more kiss to his skin and you went back to the bedroom, where at the speed of light you stripped the bed and put everything that was stained either with lube or body fluids into the trash bag and picked up the phone to call the front desk.

- Hello, we had a little accident in our room. Could we request a full change of bedding? Some of the sheets and the pillow are stained with red wine. I've already placed them in a trash bag, so it will be easier to handle. I am more than fine with being charged for cleaning or even replacing them... - you said, and when the concierge confirmed the room number you added. - We will be in the bath because of, you know... the wine... - you chuckled, and he mirrored the sound and asked another question. - Oh, yes, that would be amazing. Will our clothes be cleaned by tomorrow? Perfect thank you so much. Yes, just charge it to the room... - you caught Toto's gaze from the bathroom; a weak smile was present on his face. You blinked slowly, wordlessly letting him know that you love him. - 5 minutes, thank you again. You too... - you disconnected the call. - Just a moment longer, honey... - you quickly grabbed your shirt, skirt, and Toto's pants and put them in a separate bag. Next, you went to the kitchen, where you re-opened the bottle of wine you drank with yesterday's dinner and spilled a generous portion into both bags.

The whole ordeal took you less than two minutes, after which you closed the bathroom door behind you and finally unbuckled the straps of your harness. You put the whole contraption in the bathroom sink to clean later. You also got rid of your bra, which left you completely naked when you wrapped your arms around Toto's torso and pressed your cheek to his neck for a moment.

- Is it ok if I wash you or would you rather do that yourself? - you asked quietly, presenting him with another choice.

- It's ok... You can... - his low, deep voice was almost gone from all the screaming and crying. - I love you... - he added when you came into the bathtub, reached for the soap, and sat in front of him.

- I love you too... - you smiled and placed a soft kiss on his knee before you started softly soaping up his feet, calves, and eventually thighs, being extremely careful around his oversensitive cock. - Can you please try to stand up for me...? - you requested and without saying a word, he complied. - Thank you... - there was a very quiet beep coming from the other side of the bathroom door, indicating that the hotel staff got here and was about to change the bedding. You seriously doubted that your lie would hold up, but it's not like you could just say "Sorry, I fucked my partner so hard I've ruined your bedding. Would you be so kind and replace it?". - Turn around, Love... - you gently washed the back of his thighs and around his used hole, at the same time making sure that there weren’t any tears. When you ran your fingers around the sensitive muscles, he flinched, but since everything looked ok, you retreated not wanting to cause him any additional discomfort. You sat on the edge of the bathtub again. - You can sit down now... In the water, please... - he followed your instructions without questions, as he nestled in between your legs, resting his head on your stomach.

With your foot, you reached for the faucet and stopped the water from flowing, because the bathtub was already full. Before you continued washing him, you buried your face in his hair for a moment and inhaled his scent deeply, which was your own, small way of grounding yourself back in reality. There was a quiet rustling coming from the bedroom, but you paid no attention to it, focusing on finishing your task. You washed his shoulders, arms, forearms, and hands and then you moved to chest and back.

- Dive. - you asked when you put back the soap and reached for the shampoo, while Toto submerged under water completely and stayed there for over a minute. You knew it was his way of resetting himself, and as much as it freaked you out in the beginning, by now you were used to it, and you knew he could last without a breath longer than an average person. You also knew that he would emerge back when his mind was in the right place, so you just let him stew under the surface, where all of his senses were muted.

And eventually, he came back up, wiping the excess water from his face and hair.

- Are you all right? - you asked when he leaned back and rested his head on your stomach again, this time with closed eyes. His body was much more relaxed; he even draped his arm over your knee.

- I am... Thank you. - he said quietly, struggling to push every word through his vocal cords. - It was exactly what I needed... - he added and rubbed the back of his head against your skin, searching for any form of reassurance that you were there.

- Do you want to address anything...? - you asked while opening the bottle with shampoo. There was no longer a need for you to ask him about everything because he was back to his regular self. He took a moment to think about it as you were soaping up his hair.

- I really liked when you held me in place when I tried to get away, forcing me to take more... - he finally replied and rubbed the skin on your knee with his thumb. You couldn't help but chuckle as you ran your nails over his head, gently scratching the skin there.

- I need to hit the gym more then... Because my muscles will be sore as fuck tomorrow. - you continued massaging his scalp and he leaned back again. - Was anything too much?

- It was perfect... - even without seeing his full face, you could tell he was smiling. - Did you...?

- No, but I didn't need to today... Seeing you fall apart because of me was more than enough. - it could have been awkward and yet it wasn’t because you knew your turn will come soon enough, and that he will fuck you so hard you'll forget every word besides "please".

- Are you sure? - he looked up at you and you couldn't help but laugh quietly, as you wiped the excess of foam from his forehead.

- Yes, love, I am sure. And I really appreciate that you asked. - you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the place you just liberated from the residual shampoo. - Dive. - this time he spent only a few seconds under water to rinse his hair. - All good? - you asked when he emerged.

- All good... - he replied, his voice still weak. - Your turn. - he smiled, quickly turned around just enough to wrap his arm around your waist, and swiftly pulled you in front of him, making the water splash everywhere as you both laughed.

When you were both finally clean and dry, the hotel staff was long gone, and the bed was freshly made. You felt a little bit bad for how you treated some of the things, but mostly you were just tired, so you didn't even try to protest when Toto pulled you closer and tightly wrapped his arms around you, as well as hooking his leg over yours, essentially trapping you in the cage made entirely from his limbs, which was exactly what you needed after an evening like that.

- You were amazing today... Thank you for taking such good care of me... - he whispered, and you were able to only hum in the response. Just enough to acknowledge his words, because you were too exhausted to disagree, dismiss or even agree with what he was saying.

Despite the fact that the texture of the sheets, all the scents, and the bed placement were unfamiliar, you didn't have trouble falling asleep, because the most important thing, Toto, stayed constant, providing you with the same level of support and comfort wherever in the world you were.

He stayed awake much longer than you, still wired after the experience you gave him, but he didn't let you go even for a second, allowing himself to be completely mesmerized by the familiar sound of your slow, quiet breathing.

A/N 2: Please don’t feel obligated/pressured to reblog, because I write mostly for myself. A comment would be appreciated though :) Love, G.

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h-c-u · 2 years ago

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Summary: Hangman has a huge and unprocessed mommy kink, but he's too afraid to ask for it directly. Fortunately, happy accidents happen.

Pairing: dom!Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x switch!fem!reader x sub!Jake "Hangman" Seresin

W/C: 8.6k

Rating: +18, voyeurism, dirty talk, praise kink, threesome, marking, dom/sub, oral sex, anal sex, double penetration, rank king, mommy kink, a sprinkle of a breeding kink

TWs: Mentions of regular bodily fluids that are present during adult encounters

A/N: I blacked out, honestly and it just appeared in my file. The reader here is very comfortable with her sexuality and doesn't give a fuck about what anyone else thinks. Even though there is a clear dom/sub dynamic, dom is definitely of the 'pleasure' kind. Age of the reader is not stated, but I've intended for her to be around Hangman's age. Also, I know that on the gif Mav is young, but the fic he's definitely not, but I just didn't have the energy to find a more fitting one... Maybe later.

You were never that much into committed relationships, and honestly, you kind of view them as selfish and narcissistic... The conviction that you'll be able to satisfy your partner in every area of your life, and expect the same from them, sounded exhausting, especially with different love languages and full-time jobs. That's why when you discovered that something like polyamory and open relationships existed, you jumped on that train immediately. It was something that fit extremely neatly into the life you've made for yourself here. People came and went, some stayed for a time and then left, some were always there, but sometimes closer and sometimes further away. And somehow your needs were always met and you did your best to give your partners a safe space to relax and forget everything that was happening outside of your studio.

It was as if you were the Sun... A center of the galaxy, with planets circulating around you at different distances, and with comets sometimes entering your peripheral. You were there to warm them, to give them energy, and they kept you company; a perfect exchange.

That's why when you heard that some of the old familiar faces would be coming back to the academy, your plans for the afternoon immediately changed. It didn't take you long to get ready, and you even managed to squeeze in a thorough shower. You chose a loose yellow sundress which for once wasn't covered in paint drops. Or maybe at this point, you just stopped seeing them everywhere...?

As soon as you got into Hard Deck's parking lot, you were swept into the strong arms of the naval aviators, who patiently took their sweet turns greeting you. All of the interested people knew exactly what was needed and expected while entering your orbit, and they either could say yes or no; you would never pressure someone into something they were uncomfortable with. But with pilots - or rather soldiers overall - with all their deployments, training, sudden moves... A lot of them enjoyed the simplicity of someone who cared about them without feeling guilty about leaving you alone. Plus some of them REALLY made up for their long absences in your life when they finally started orbiting closer.

After grabbing a beer from Penny and playing some billiards, Jake was the first one to sweep you away, which was not that surprising, because that man was needy as a newborn kitten when given a safe space. That's why you were currently laying in the backseat of your car, one leg over his shoulder and the other seeking support on the car floor. He was kneeling on the outside; one of his arms tightly wrapped around your thigh, pulling you even stronger into his tongue. And the things he did with his tongue... divine... he already made you come once, and now he was alternating his attention between stimulating that bundle of nerves on the outside, sucking on your lips and biting them gently from time to time, submerging his tongue between your folds as deep as he could, barely reaching that sweet spot inside while his nose was crushing your clit and leaving hickeys on the inside of both of your thighs... If you didn't know he's a pilot, you would have had to guess that he's a marine, because the time he could go without taking a breath was truely impressive.

It was hard for you to keep quiet, but fortunately singing from the pub drowned most of the louder ones. You knew that something like that might happen even before you got ready, that's why you've parked almost behind the bar, with the passenger door facing the wall, so even if someone somehow took a stroll in the cool air of the evening to sober up, they wouldn't be able to spot anything that was happening inside of the car. What you didn't predict was the fact that someone would unceremoniously open the other door, but fortunately, you knew that face as well.

- Hi PeEEHEEeeet... - your inhale mixed with a loud moan when Jake sucked harder on your clit, looking up. - Don't you dare stop. - you've said harshly when you felt that he slowly started to move away from you. He immediately stopped in his tracks, but he was still unsure.

- You've heard the lady... - Mav said with a cheeky smile, and it was enough for Jake to dive right in, forcing small gasps and moans from your mouth. - Hi princess... - the older man squatted in front of your face, took his aviators off, and kissed you hungrily, which was not an easy endeavor for either of you because you were basically upside down. - Slow down, Seresin... Enjoy her... - he instructed the younger man, and Jake immediately followed his instructions. Pete was able to tell what you needed and what was being done to you, just by looking at your expression and listening to the sounds you made. After all, he spent hundreds of hours studying every inch of your body in the past. - How's he doing...? - Mav asked, his gaze still intently focused on your face.

- He's being such a good boy... - you whispered, reaching back over your head, and placing your hand on the back of his neck. - So obedient... So eager to please... - you continued praising the man between your legs loud enough that he wouldn't have trouble hearing you and that worked as intended because even if he didn't pick up speed, the force of his movement increased, squeezing a loud moan from your mouth and Pete was right there to drink it directly from your lips.

- If only he was such a good boy during exercises... - you knew that tone well, and it did fit perfectly in this growing dynamic. - Do you think he deserves to feast on you...? - you couldn't help but smile when he said it directly to your ear, his forehead resting on your cheek.

- He's been good to me today... Captain... - Pete growled and bit your earbud, while Jake was doing his best to get you closer to orgasm without increasing the tempo because the dynamic indeed shifted, and he was surprised to find himself in this new role with his cock stiffer than it ever was.

- Faster, Seresin, make our princess come... And you... Again... - that was enough for the younger man to speed up as if his life depended on it. He moved his tongue so quickly that you could have sworn it was vibrating against you, and the added pressure from his nose on your clit was just enough for you to forget how many people were near. You knew that Mav asked you to do something, but it took you a second to process it with Jake slurping your juices with a passion.

- Yes, captain, I think he deserves that... - you whispered. It didn't matter that you were in the parking lot of a local bar; the intimacy tightened between you two, and all he did was rub your foreheads and cheeks together, wanting to be as close to you as possible when you'll finally reach the peak, and you were getting there faster and faster with Jake's every move. It was easy to lose yourself in the moment mostly filled with loud, heavy breathing and your soft moans against Maverick's stubble.

It wasn't long before your heel dug deeper into Jake's back, trying to pull him even closer, but in such a tight space, it was simply impossible. At the same time your back arched and your fingernails dug deep into Pete's neck. You've registered that he said something to Jake, who was slowly cleaning your juices with a huge smile on his face.

- There you go, princess... - Pete placed a soft kiss on your forehead and started to pull away, but your hand didn't allow that. You still needed him close to come down from that high... Your breath was heavy, and your heart was trying to jump out of your chest.

- That was hot... - you've finally whispered, your pussy still twitching from time to time, with Jake cleaning it with short, gentle licks. Not enough to stimulate, yet still incredibly intimate. - Thank you, Jakey... You did really well... He did, didn't he...? - the last part was directed to Mav, who smiled devilishly.

- He did... He made you moan so prettily, princess... - you saw the younger man's eyes melt a little bit. - And you've said he did it twice...? Mmmm... That might even deserve a reward, what do you say...? - Pete just knew you two were on the same page because it wasn't your first rodeo with someone else, but Jake...

- I agree... - you smiled, getting up just a little bit, supporting yourself with elbows against the backseat, and Maverick's face was just next to yours. You both looked at Lieutenant who was still in between your thighs, unsure what else was allowed. - Do you want to get a reward, love...? - corners of your lips curved in a devilish smile. There was a second of hesitation on Hangman's face.

- Yes, I would like that very much, ma'am. - he finally said with confidence; it was still there, just stripped from all the usual cockiness and arrogance. Both you and Mav smiled at this sweet boy, who just needed... well, to be needed.

- Well, gentlemen, I'm too fuck out to drive... The keys are in the ignition.

- I'll drive... - Mav said almost immediately. - Seresin, upfront. - it was perfect that way, because you technically didn't even have to change positions, and you could rest, if only for a bit, but you would definitely need it before the rest of the night.

Getting to your apartment didn't take long, and when you got there, Mav shot you a questioning look, and you replied as wordlessly as he asked. You wouldn't mind if he helped you, but there was someone who needed it more.

- Jake, be a dear and come help me get out... - you said with a smile, and he just materialized next to the open door, grabbed your extended arms, and pulled you up. Without saying a word he grabbed your sandals from the car floor and gently slipped them onto your feet. It was a bit weird seeing him so quiet, but you suspected that he was still processing his emotion. - You know that we can stop at any time, right...? - you knew that he knew that. Sometimes hearing that reassurance out loud was needed, but in this case, he only nodded and helped you get out of the car. You suspected that if you didn't grab his arm, he would sheepishly follow you to your apartment. It was on the top of the old building without an elevator, but you wouldn't change it for anything else. It was the tallest building in the small town with two walls made completely out of giant windows. Someone in the past compared it to an aquarium, but with a one-way foil strategically placed on the glass, you weren't afraid that someone would peek inside. Besides - because of the angles - they would have to be on the other tall building, and entry there was restricted. So your whole apartment was basically a sunroom with plenty of plants.

- Right... First - shower... - you decided. Technically you knew that this effort will be ruined during further activities, but you'd much rather lick a skin that didn't taste like alcohol and cigarettes. - Jake, do you want Mav to wash your hair...? - he froze like a deer in headlights, but he honestly contemplated the answer and looked at his captain unsure what his answer should be, and how the older man will react, but Maverick only smiled gently.

- It's your decision... - he said softly. Theoretically, the situation here should be uncomfortable and anxiety-inducing, but somehow... it just wasn't. Sure, it definitely required some getting used to, but this was a safe space to explore anything that needed to be explored.

- Yes, please... - if you were taller, you would place a kiss on his temple, but instead, you pressed your cheek against his bicep.

- I'll get everything ready and join you in a moment... - Jake went into your bathroom first, but before Mav followed, you grabbed his wrist and whispered. - Be super gentle, I've never seen him so deep into his subspace, ok...? - you didn't have to explain exactly why exactly Jake went there so easily, because your request was enough for Mav to follow it to a dot. He nodded once and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open.

You sighed quietly and smiled just a little. You knew how intense the rest of the night will be, both physically and emotionally, so ahead of time you prepared water to drink, hid a few chocolate bars and wet wipes in the nightstand, got fresh towels from the closet, and finally headed to the bathroom, where Pete was finishing rinsing the rest of the shampoo from Jake's hair.

You placed the towels on the washing machine, undressed, and joined them both under the hot stream of water. The shower was almost bigger than your bathtub, but it was designed especially for you - you wanted a place where you could lie down and feel the water fall onto your whole body from the ceiling, simulating rain, which was incomparable to anything, especially during hot summers. You turned that option on the dial and allowed the water to cover your body.

- Do you want to wash our princess, Jake? - Maverick asked, and Jake nodded enthusiastically. It was so nice to be pampered from time to time, and tonight you were getting it all. Your muscles were relaxed to a point of mush, you've had two gorgeous men in the shower with you, and the night ahead... You simply couldn't wait.

You leaned against Pete's body behind you, allowing the younger man to gently wash first your arms, then your breasts, and when he focused just a little bit too much on your nipples, you sighed while Mav just let a soft "tsk, tsk, tsk...".

- Captain, I thought we've established that Jakey deserves a reward... - there was a huge smile beaming on your face, even though the lieutenant moved from your breasts as soon as Mav disapproved.

- Indeed... So the sooner we'll get out of the shower, the sooner he'll get it... - Pete laughed against your neck, not even trying to hide the fact that his cock twitched as soon as you called him 'captain'; you both knew exactly which strings to pull, to get a desired melody from each other, but that's just what almost 8 years on and off will do to you. - So please, love, hurry up... - it was hard not to notice the giant blush that flowered on a younger man's face when Mav used a pet name. You suspected that for a few days, their relationship in Top Gun might just be a little tense, and you would lie if you said you didn't want to see that happening.

But he indeed hurried up, carefully washing your abdomen and still sensitive pussy. He was careful not to lose himself in you this time, and it wasn't long before he was scrubbing your feet while kneeling on the floor in front of you.

- Look how well-behaved and thorough he is... - you cooed, pressing your cheek into Mav's shoulder. He was holding you tightly, so you wouldn't slip standing only on one foot. - Such a sweet boy we have here... - There was a shadow of a smile on Jake's face, for the first time in a good moment; he was slowly getting more comfortable, accepting that he needed something entirely different. And watching him come to terms with that was... just something else. And you knew that Pete also caught it because he hummed in agreement.

- Come here, love... - Hangman was sitting on his heels when you said that, but he rose up a bit, to meet you in the middle when you leaned down to kiss him softly, holding your hand under his chin. It was different, kissing him now. Usually, he was hungrily devouring everything you were giving him, but now... he was much more gentle, letting you completely control the intensity and speed because he was confident that you will give him exactly what he needed.

Mavs hands gently squeezed your hips, letting you know, he'll be turning off the water, since all of you were clean. One of the things you loved about your relationship with Pete was how seamlessly you communicated without words. He wasn't the only one, but it was definitely nice to have someone who understood and anticipated your moves, because everything you did together became a dance, and right now you had someone joining your pair because Jake was quickly catching up. You put just a little bit of pressure under his chin, letting him know, he can get up now, and he did. You took your time drying his body with a fresh towel, spending an absurd amount of time on his hair because he seemed to melt whenever you did anything near them, so he was kneeling again in front of you again, apparently really comfortable with that dynamic, while you were gently massaging his scalp through the soft material. He was so lost in that sensation, that he tilted his head back and rest it on your belly.

You were happy that he felt safe in your company to give in to what he needed deep in his heart, but at the same time, you couldn't help feeling sad, because it was painfully obvious that there was no one in his life that was giving that to him.

When you've finished, you placed a small kiss on his forehead to which he reacted with a smile; it was nice to see him settling in.

- Bed...? - you didn't have to ask, but yet you still did, trying to maintain just a little bit of structure. You saw Jake hesitating before he got up and you knew just what he needed. - Do you want to be a good boy and crawl to bed...? - you asked, but you already knew the answer, even before he nodded. - Go on then...! - you encouraged him and he slowly leaned forwards, exposing his backside to the both of you, and slowly, a little bit unsure started going on all fours to your bedroom.

- Did you...? - you quietly asked Mav when Jake disappeared around the corner because you weren't sure if you saw what you thought you saw.

- Didn't have to, he was already prepped. - this time you growled deeply. - Maybe he thought mommy would peg him tonight and got all nice, stretched out, and clean, just for you...? - Mav teased and bit you harshly on the shoulder forcing a small gasp from your mouth. Hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to break the skin. Seeing how Jake behaved... It wasn't that much out of the realm of possibility. And you were sad that you didn't catch it earlier.

- Let's not keep him waiting. - you smiled, harshly pulling Pete away from your skin by his damp hair. You knew that there will be a bruise there tomorrow, but you definitely didn't mind that. - And you better behave, because if not... Well... Let's just say that mommy might come up with something you wouldn't be exactly happy with. - you easily played into his comment. Without releasing his hair from your fist, you playfully snapped at him with your teeth, as if you wanted to bite him, but for you, it was more of a game than anything else. You didn't mind being covered in hickeys and bitemarks, but you personally preferred to leave other types of marks.

It was really easy to fall back into the relationship you had with Maverick, even if you haven't seen each other for over a year now, but with the right people - you just worked like that, as if no time had passed.

When you came to your bedroom, Jake was patiently kneeling in front of your bed, with his legs spread and hands behind his back, as if not entirely sure if he was allowed on the bed. He was so polite, almost as if someone in the past trained him well.

- So good for us... - you praised him with a soft voice, and his posture immediately changed. He wasn't unsure, shoulders slumped; he straightened up and puffed his chest and of course his smile... It was really nice seeing it reach his eyes this time. - Perfect little boy, even when he knows he's already earned a reward... - you added, closing the distance between you and taking his face in between your hands. Mav also got closer and got onto the giant mattress first. He positioned himself right next to the headboard and you knew the exact position he had in mind. It was going to require some work, but it will definitely be worth it.

You kissed Jake gently, turned both of you around, and pulled him onto the bed with you. You slowly moved backward until you felt a warm body welcoming you from behind.

- So hungry for your taste, princess... Do you think he wants to taste your delicious juices again...? - Mav said, pulling you just a little bit higher. He also hooked his ankles under your knees and spread them just a little bit more.

- I'm not sure I'd be up for anything else after that. - you laughed quietly in between your kisses.

- But he's been so good, such a perfect sweet boy... You've said it yourself... - he teased and his warm breath danced on the back of your neck. - You can go lower if you want to, love... - but before he did, the younger man stopped and looked at you, silently looking for your permission as well, which you gave with a single nod, and it wasn't long before he was focusing all of his attention on your nipples. - Even when he should be the one being pampered, he still focuses on you... - Maverick almost purred, intensely observing how your skin stretched when Jake sucked on one of your nipples a bit harder. - Tell me how it feels, princess... - a simple request, but apparently it did something to Jake because suddenly he started working his tongue even faster as if he wanted to prove something to both of you.

- It feels really good, captain... - you've reached with one of your hands behind you, placing it on Pete's neck, pulling it closer, while your other hand found its way into Hangman's hair. - He's quickly circling the top with his tongue, and when he sucks it a bit more, my pussy clenches... - you described what was happening to your body, even though the older man already knew how it reacted, but he just love to hear it from your own mouth, especially with the soft gasps interwoven with your words.

- Bite on it gently and pull it with your teeth, love... - the request was followed immediately this time, forcing a loud moan from between your lips. - You hear that, love...? Mommy here enjoys it a bit rougher in that area, so don't be afraid to give it to her... - he advised, and you looked at Jake, curious how he'll react. He stumbled for a second, the word catching him by surprise so much, that he released your nipples. But before either of you was able to add anything more, he dove right back in, with even more ferocity... Sucking, stretching, biting, pulling, and abusing your nipples so much that you were melting into the body behind you. You could feel how wet you were getting from all that stimulation and all your moans were somehow motivating Jake even more. - Such an eager boy, doing his best to please mommy... - your fingers dug into Mav's skin after a particularly hard suck, and you were almost sure that you drew blood this time, but you couldn't help it, your body reacted without your permission.

- Stop. - Pete said abruptly and Jake indeed stopped, even though you knew he didn't exactly want to, but the need to please was much stronger. - Look at her, really look at her... - a simple request, and you smiled widely seeing how Jake was hungrily devouring you with his eyes. - See how quickly and deeply she's breathing...? That means you did a good job and got her all ready and flustered. It also means that mommy is ready for more... Are you ready for more, love...? - he asked, gently rubbing his cheek on your head, and you just gave into that; your muscles were slowly turning into mush again; you needed a moment to collect your thoughts, but Jake was already nodding enthusiastically. - Gently spread her pussy and dip your finger in... See how wet you've made her... - when you felt his soft touch, you couldn't help but twitch, and if Pete's legs weren't holding your own, you would definitely hook them behind Jake. Your reaction drew a deep hum from Mav's chest and you could feel almost vibrating behind you.

- Now take your cock in your hand, and slide just the tip through her folds... Spread her juices all over you, but no dipping yet. - now that was just cruel. Not for any of the men, but for you... Because when Jake's dick was sliding in between your lips, it also stimulated your clit, drawing a sweet whimper from you with every slide.

- You're doing soooooo good, love... - you've said in between deep breaths, your voice containing more air than actual soundwaves. - So good for mommy... - it was extremely easy to lose yourself in all the pleasure he was giving you, and even if you didn't share that specific kink, you definitely didn't mind accommodating his needs. And that was enough for him... Hearing Mav calling you that was one thing, but hearing the word from your own mouth was something else and it sent him into a frenzy.

He slammed into you with one sweep move, not caring that he technically didn't get permission to do so from either of you. He was chasing something primal, something he couldn't quite describe. His left hand dug deep into your hip and he leaned forward, hooking his right arm around your shoulder to find more leverage because he just had to be as deep inside you as possible. With every move, he dragged along that sweet spot inside you, drawing moan after moan from your lips and making you arch into his body, not leaving any space between you two, and by doing so, you got a bit further away from Pete, but his legs were still holding yours spread open, allowing Jake to do whatever he needed to you.

Pete started slowly stroking his cock, observing the two of you with intensity, analyzing your every move, and making himself remember every moan, every twitch, every gasp that you shared. But at the moment, you truly didn't give a fuck what he was doing, because that beautiful boy was disassembling you into smaller and smaller pieces, but you knew you could cum just yet... You had to give him one more thing...

- Cum in me, baby boy... Fill mommy to the brim... - You put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer and allowing him to suck on your skin again. You've felt his moves become more erratic, more desperate with every second until he finally slammed into you one last time and bit your skin so hard that tears appeared involuntarily in the corners of your eyes. You did your best not to yelp from the pain, your own release getting further away, but that wasn't important, not now.

You were gently playing with his hair allowing him to ride his own orgasm to the fullest, with his face still buried in your breasts. You were hugging him when you felt his body starting to shake, which he tried to hide from you.

- None of that, sweet boy... - you've said, pulling his face away from your body and forcing him to look you in the eyes. His own were filled with tears and he held you so strongly in his arms as if he was afraid that you'd disintegrate if he won't be crushing you. - You were so good, and I'm not going anywhere... I could never leave you... - you placed a soft kiss on his forehead and pulled him closer to your chest again.

Pete put his hands on your shoulders and pulled you back, so you could lean on him again. It was hard not to notice how hard he was, but now there was no time for that and both of you knew it. Jake eventually had to work through that trauma and currently, there was nothing more important than that, so you allowed yourself to melt into Pete's body again, with the younger man still buried deep inside you. But you didn't mind that one bit and started whispering sweet nothings into his ear, while Mav gently massaged your shoulders.

It took some time, but Jake finally started to calm down, with your arms still embracing him and rubbing the skin on his back. His quiet sobs stopped and he relaxed in your arms a little bit.

- 'msorry... - he finally whispered, when he realized how hard he bit you. His voice was deep and raspy from all the crying. There was already a deep crimson mark forming on your skin. He softly traced it with his tongue and gently blew on it, trying to ease the pain with cold.

- Now none of that, love... - you've said and placed a soft kiss on the top of his head.

- No, I bit too hard... I should have controlled myself better. - his voice was dripping with guilt.

- It's ok... You were processing something and I'm happy I was able to be here for you... - you reassured him, still gently rubbing his back. - And just so we're clear - I'm not going anywhere, you understand...? - you forced him to look you in the eyes and he finally nodded. You didn't know if he was dealing with losing someone, or maybe being abandoned, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had a safe space to release his bottled-up emotions. - You're good, we're all good... - you continued whispering when you felt Mav humming in agreement from behind you. - And take all the time you need, we don't have to do anything else tonight, I know how exhausting that type of emotional release can be. - you were glad he became verbal again but hearing him blaming himself for basically allowing himself to feel strong emotions was... heartbreaking.

Mav finally unhooked his legs from under yours, and you felt him reaching for something, and then you heard a sound of a bottle opening, and you were so grateful to have him here with you tonight. He handed you the water and you took a sip. It was still so pleasantly cold and refreshing...

- Face up, love... - you've said, and when he followed your instructions, you pressed the rim of the bottle to his lips, allowing him to drink. - You look beautiful, being so vulnerable with me like that... - you've complimented him, and he almost choked, but you've felt his cock twitch. - Gorgeous... - and there it was again... - Absolutely divine... - you've enjoyed the effect your words had on him, especially when he was trying so hard not to show it, but he was brutally betrayed. - And so ready for the next round... - you laughed gently, finally taking the water bottle from his mouth and wiping the remaining wetness from his cheeks with your thumb. You meant it when you said that you didn't have to do anything else tonight, even considering the fact that the captain's erection was currently leaking precum on your lower back; after all, he was the only one who didn't get to come today, but you knew he understood what was happening because he was in a similar position in the past. - Are you sure you're ready to go again...? - you asked after taking one more sip and passing the bottle to Mav.

- Yes, ma'am... - he simply replied, and started moving as if he wanted to slip out of you, but you stopped him. Since he was already inside, there was no need to change that, so instead, you leaned forward and bent your legs, so you were able to put your weight on your knees and his thighs and started gently grinding, not moving much at first because you didn't want him to slip out of you completely. Plus feeling him fill up inside you was... curiously pleasurable. But even though you didn't move much, his cum started leaking from you, and you could feel it slowly spreading on your thighs.

- Such a sweet boy, letting mommy use his body for her own pleasure... - you've tested the waters with that word, and it still was affecting him more than he cared to admit. He didn't lose it this time, not even a little. He just leaned and embraced you stronger, barely giving you room to move.

You felt the weight on the mattress shift behind you, and within a few seconds, you felt Pete's hands on your ass, kneading and spreading it gently. You couldn't help but smile at his idea, because it was something you didn't have the occasion to do for quite a while now. His hands disappeared for a moment, and before he touched you again he warmed the lube between his fingers.

He was kneeling right behind you, with his left hand gently resting on your breast and his face hidden in the nook of your neck, while his right hand was gently stretching your hole, preparing you as best as he could. You knew he was able to feel Jake through the thin wall inside you, and you caught the moment when the younger man realized what was happening. For a very short second, there was panic in his eyes, but seeing how your body was reacting to that assault, he instantly relaxed and let you ride him. Thanks to your own movements, Mav didn't have to do much, because you were slowly impaling yourself both on Jake's already hard cock and his fingers. With every fall you were getting more and more frustrated, but you didn't change the tempo, because you didn't want to finish too quickly, and with constant pressure against that sweet spot inside you, it was extremely difficult to remain composed.

It took a few minutes (definitely more than you wanted) of your gentle movements for Pete to be satisfied that you'll be able to take him without any issues. He let you know that he's ready by placing his hand on the small of your back, just where his precum was smeared from before. You gently pushed Jake backward and leaned over him, making space for Mav to move even closer behind you and line himself up with your entry; leaving the rest up to you.

When you started leaning backward and slowly but surely sinking into his hard cock, his arms were waiting for you and he embraced you with his whole body, while you welcomed him inside you.

You had to stop for a moment, overwhelmed by the intensity of all of it. Everything was happening both too fast and too slow, while you were stuck in that hypersensitive state in the middle, aware of everything that was touching your body. You just felt so... full...

You've rested your forehead on the top of Jake's head, trying to catch as many breaths as you could, but you just weren't able to get full lungs of air, catching only short, shallow gasps, as if the two men buried inside you forced the air out of you.

- You alright, princess...? - He said so quietly that you barely heard him. Or maybe the loud hum of blood rushing through your veins somehow muffled outside sounds.

- 'mfine... Just... Intense... - your own voice betrayed you by coming out almost broken. Neither of them rushed you, patiently waiting for a moment you'll be able to move again, and when you did, you couldn't help but moan so loud, that you almost startled yourself. - Fuck it feels so good... - you added when you rose again, and when you sank yourself onto them, the cry of pleasure that came from your mouth was caught directly by Jake's lips. With every move, you felt them drag and push all the right spots, slowly turning your muscles into mush to the point where you were barely able to get up after you unceremoniously dropped onto them again.

You've felt Pete's hand reaching around you and stopping on your bulged stomach, feeling the movement inside you through your skin, and when the younger man realized what was happening, his own hand followed Mav's, and you couldn't help but join them, covering both of them with your forearm. You've put your right hand on Jake's shoulder, trying to find more leverage, and it helped for a while, but with every move, you were getting more and more lost in the pleasure, so when you felt Mav placing his right arm below your thigh and Jake doing the same with your left side, you sighed with relief, because even though you were still doing most of the job, you didn't have to rise on your own, they were there to help you in any way they could, and you could go much faster thanks to that. You even rest your elbow on Jake's shoulder and pulled his head closer to your breasts, letting him know that they were all his if he wanted. And oh, how much he wanted them... Even though he still felt guilty for leaving such a nasty bitemark on your skin, he almost instantly started sucking on your nipples, biting them, and pulling them just as you liked it, and that was enough to pull you to the top of your release, but what pushed you over it, was a rough bite from Mav on your left shoulder. Pain mixing with pleasure drew a loud scream from you, and without anyone to drink it from your mouth, you didn't doubt that someone definitely heard it. Your nails dug deep into Jake's skin, and you weren't fully registering what exactly was happening because you were still lost in that blinding light in your brain.

You slumped down, officially unable to move anymore, and while you felt a second load of warm cum inside your pussy, Pete was still hard as a rock. Damn, that man had both patience and stamina...

- Love, would you like for the captain here to fuck you while you're still inside mommy...? - you asked. - I know you were a good boy and you got all stretched and ready for me... - your tone was gentle and sweet because you didn't want to force him to do anything he was even a little bit uncomfortable with.

- I would like that very much, ma'am. - you smiled softly and pulled him higher, so you could kiss him properly.

- You heard our boy... - you didn't have to repeat yourself, because Pete was already slipping out of you. But before he moved behind Jake, he placed a few small kisses over the bitemark he just left on your skin, making you smile.

You didn't even have to move much, because your bed was more than big enough to accommodate the change of position. You leaned back, essentially laying down with your left leg hooked around the younger man's hip and your right one laying flat in the bed. You felt him adjusting his position, and when you opened your eyes, you saw that it was Mav maneuvering his body as if it was made out of clay. He helped him bend his knee, so it was almost under you. His second leg was placed over your stretched one, giving Mav more space to move freely behind him. Plus being intertwined like that meant that even if Jake remained soft inside you, he wouldn't slip out, keeping you nice and plugged.

You saw Mav pushing him down, so his face was yet again in your breasts, not that you minded, although the skin there was already covered in deep red hickeys, bitemarks and your nipples were so overstimulated that even the lightest touch, resulted in a mixture of pain and pleasure, which you loved.

Even though Jake was technically already stretched, Pete took his sweet time, making sure of that. Because it's not like all that slow attention was an excuse for the fact that he loved teasing his partners.

It wasn't long before he started moaning into your skin, while you were gently playing with his hair with one hand, and tracing unrecognizable patterns on his back with the other.

- Tell me exactly what your captain is doing and how it feels... - it wasn't a request, and you couldn't help but smile devilishly when Mav caught your gaze; after all, it was more for him than for you. He returned the smile and went right back to massaging Jake's walls from the inside, this time not breaking eye contact with you.

- He's so meticulous, and doing everything so slooooOHly... It's driving me crazy... - It wasn't hard to tell when Pete rubbed his fingers against the prostate. - He has two fingers insiiiihide me and is spreading them... - his moan sounded so delicious and for a quick moment he sucked on your nipple before he continued describing to you what was being done to him. - I think he's gonna add another finger, mommy... can you please tell him to add two...? - it was the first time when Jake... slipped...? He was careful not to use the word himself, but he was so desperate that he didn't even notice.

- Captain, please don't be mean to our boy, he was so well-behaved today... - you finished the request with a huge smile on your face, and Mav bit his lower lip, even though he would much rather prefer to close his mouth around something else. He only hummed in response and indeed sunk four of his fingers into the lieutenant's body, drawing a loud squeal from him.

- Well, love... You got what you wanted from the captain... And what do we say when someone gives us what we want? - you were maintaining eye contact with Pete, and you just knew he was going to fuck you so hard next time, you'd feel it for a week because you were riling him up so well.

- Thank you, captain... - Jake mumbled from around your nipple, not even bothering to release it from between his teeth.

- Now, now... It is rude to speak with your mouth full, isn't it...? And you don't want to be rude, right...? - you were playing all the right strings and it was a pleasure to hear the melody.

- Noo... - he sighed heavily and turned his head around. - I'm sorry, captain... Thank you, captain... - he mumbled and as soon as he finished talking, he went straight to your other nipple. You couldn't help but wonder if he'd be even more interested in your breasts if they were filled with milk... But that definitely wasn't a conversation for today.

- Such a sweet boy... - you've said more to Mav, than to Hangman, who was giving his full attention to your breasts.

- He is so good... Next time you should be the one to fuck him, princess... - he replied and you hummed agreeably in response. You noticed that he removed his fingers from Jake and was getting a condom on and rubbing lube over his member and you couldn't help but stare just a little from over the younger man's head. He knew he didn't have to do that with you, you established that boundary a long time ago. But he still respected it with other people, even in a heat of the moment.

- Can you ask nicely for the captain to fuck you, love...? - Jake looked you in the eyes, suddenly unsure, but not about the action itself... He shook his head, unsure of your response, but you just kissed him on the forehead. - It's ok, love... You don't have to say anything... Would you like mommy to tell him to be good to you...? - he nodded, more confident than a second ago.

- You heard that captain... - huge grin sprawled on your face. - Make our boy feel really good... - you knew that even if you didn't say anything, he would do that without missing a beat. You didn't see exactly what was happening, but you still felt a sharper suction on your skin, so you assumed that Mav dipped his tip. You saw how gently he moved, how his fingers held Jake's hips, not even making any dips in his skin, exactly what the younger man needed. You felt how Pete's moves affected him, not only because he sucked your nipples harder, whenever Maverick dragged his tip against his prostate, but because every time that happened, he became just a bit harder inside you. How the hell both of them were able to get it up so quickly...? What did they feed them in the academy...?

- He's getting hard again... - you informed Mav and his huge grin matched your own.

- Goooood... - he almost purred, and you bit your lip at that sound. - Do you think you can handle it a bit faster and rougher, love...? - he asked, and Jake nodded his head enthusiastically, You saw that Pete grabbed his hips harder, pulling Hangman closer to himself, but when he snapped his hips forwards, you were the one that moaned a little in surprise, because he was essentially using Jake to fuck you, and your moan finally broke the spell that was hanging over the younger man's head. His eyes instantly became more clear and more aware, and he started moving his hips on his own, meeting Mav's thrusts and then entering you again. He was trapped in the most delicious sandwich he'd ever witnessed and he did everything he could to help get you both off.

Mav leaned forward and moved one of his hands to your hip, trying to pull you closer to Hangman whenever he was thrusting into you. Finding a good rhythm took you all a good moment, but it was all worth it because as soon as it happened, none of you really cared about all the noises either of you made, all that mattered was selfishly chasing that orgasm. Jake was the first one to finish... You weren't sure if he actually had any sperm left, but his whole body twitched and collapsed heavily on top of you, while Mav was still pounding into him mercilessly, turning him into even more liquid jelly.

- Im gonna be back, love. - you whispered directly into Jake's ear and swiftly got away from under him. Mav observed your movements, focusing his gaze only on you, and understanding what you were doing, quickly got out of Jake and took off his condom, while you quickly straddled him and guided his hard cock into your ass, since he was already there before. Being extremely horny didn't mean that you were open to vaginal infections from unsafe sex.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you in one place while he was slamming again and again into you with a strength that could have been scary under any other circumstances. You didn't give a fuck about how loudly you were moaning and screaming, because he was making you feel so good, that you forgot about the rest of the world.

You felt him getting closer and closer, and when you finally were sure he was going to cum any second, you whispered a simple four words in his ear... "Come for me, captain..." and he spilled all over your insides, holding you tightly in his arms and digging his teeth into the soft muscle on your right shoulder, one of few places on your torso that was without any marks. That was until now. And that was enough to push you over the edge for the fourth time today. You weren't sure what came over you, but you bit him harshly as well. In the place where his neck met his shoulder, so you knew it would be painful, but he only squeezed you tighter in his arms, as if he was afraid that you would disintegrate if he dared to let go just for a second.

When you finally started climbing down from cloud nine, you realized that your breaths and heartbeats synchronized, because you could feel his through his skin, and you were sure that if you realized that, he did as well.

- Hi, captain... - you've finally said, still trying to calm your breathing down.

- Hi, princess... - he replied and kissed you gently. You gave yourself a few more seconds just the two of you, embracing each other bodies, pressing your foreheads together, so there was no space for anything else in between you. That small moment of intimacy was exactly what you needed before both of you came back to Jake, who was still basically high on what happened tonight.

- Wipes in the nightstand... - you've said to Mav since he was closer to them, and you snaked one of your arms under Jake's head, so you could hold him close. You hummed in surprise when you felt Mav pulling your leg up and putting it on his shoulder, while he warmed a wet wipe in between his hands, so it wouldn't be so cold on your skin and started wiping the mess that all of you made. Fortunately, the wipes were of good quality and didn't have any trouble taking care of the mix of your own juices, lube, and cum. They definitely couldn't replace a good shower, but for now -they were more than adequate. Mav also leaned over you and gently cleaned the mess that was left on Jake's body, and the younger man tried to growl in response, one squeeze from you, and he was behaving again.

After cleaning both of you, Mave pressed and opened the water bottle to your lips, making sure you'll drink enough, and after a moment you did the same with Jake, who was still coming down from his high. It was adorable how fucked out he was and after you returned the water bottle to Mav, you hooked one of your legs on the younger man's hip, pulling him just a little bit closer to you.

- Can you please open the window...? - you requested quietly and Mav obliged. During sex you didn't mind how hot your bedroom was, but after... It was a different conversation. It was still hot outside since it was the middle of July, and with two radiators-aviators in your bed, it was bound to get even hotter, in the literal sense, because you knew from experience that both of them radiated extreme temperatures, so you knew no matter what, you'll wake up drenched in sweat.

But before Mav joined you, he gently removed a messy top sheet, trying not to move either of you too much.

- Just leave it anywhere, and c'mere... I'll wash it tomorrow... - you said with your eyes closed. You were slowly dozing off, but Mav obliged before you were completely gone and lay behind you, wrapping his arm around you and gently resting it on your breast. It wasn't sexual, more of a comfort thing, and it made you smile.

- Pervert... - you whispered jokingly and he chuckled in response, pulling himself closer to you and placing a soft kiss on the bitemark closest to his mouth, but this one you haven't felt, the exhaustion finally catching up.

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