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nicolettemarionette · 2 years ago

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Business with Pleasure (PART 2)

Pairing: Kendall Roy x Reader x Stewy Hosseini Description: Kendall takes up his old pal's offer to share his lover. (Part 1) Word count: 2.5K-ish Rating: SMUT (more under the cut)

Warnings: Cursing, smut, age-gap, exhibition, teasing, M/M/F threesome, oral (M and F receiving - Kendall Roy eats pussy like a champ), deepthroat PIV, protected sex

A/N: Sorry for the wait, but I would say it's worth it! Enjoy ;)

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"Come on, it'll be just like old times."

Kendall tilts his head, looking past his friend to search your face for a moment, wondering if you're lust drunk or just fucking wasted. Then, he decides he doesn't really care. "Fuck it, yeah."

"Atta boy, sit down," Stewy claps his hands together, then scoffs at Kendall, who's chosen to sit about a foot away from you, hands glued to his suit pants. "You want anything...something to drink?"

The CEO hesitates, tempted, then shakes his head, "Uh no, I'm...I'm good."

"You sure? Cos you look a little tense." His voice is teasing, his hand moving to rest against your waist, "Don't you think, sweetheart?"

You hum in agreement, more than excited on how this is going to play out. Stewy's little smirk has your heart flipping, "Why don't you go...help Ken relax a bit?"

"Okay."

You crawl over to him, settling between his legs and looking up at him through your lashes. Your hands find their way to his thighs, a ditzy smile slipping onto your lips at the way his muscles tense under your touch.

Kendall falters, "You...you're going to uh..?"

Stewy answers him before you can, "She's gonna suck your dick. Do you need me to hold your hand, bro?"

"Uhh no, fuck off," Kendall brushes off the sarcasm, adam's apple bobbing as your fingers move towards his zipper.

Stewy laughs, holding his hands up, "Okay, just thought I'd offer."

Kendall's hips lift as you tug his briefs down, his cock bouncing against his taught skin. You maintain eye contact with him, wrapping your hand around his girth, stroking him slowly. He groans, head dropping back, spreading his thighs further apart to give you more room.

You press your tongue flat against the underside of his length and the moan that falls from his lips has you clenching around nothing. Who knew Kendall Roy was so sensitive?

With a confidence that's probably inspired by the amount of alcohol in your system, you take him deeper into your mouth, feeling his cock twitch at the sensation. Kendall groans, half-lidded eyes fluttering as he watches his length continue to disappear past your lips slowly, "Fuck, you're good at this."

His praise has you whimpering around him, sending vibrations through his cock. Your cheeks hallow as you speed up, taking him further each time until the head of his cock nudges the back of your throat.

The action has him clenching his fists, resisting the urge to buck his hips up and force you further down on his cock. Instead, he chokes out, "Oh...fuck, take it. Good fucking girl."

Again, your body heats at his words and Stewy smirks knowingly, palming himself at the way your thighs rub together incessantly. He decides to speak up again, "Pull her hair; she goes fucking crazy for it."

"Uh...really?" Kendall looks to his friend for confirmation, but the brunette merely offers a sly grin.

Taking that as his green light, Kendall's hand finds its way into your hair, tugging slightly then harder when you moan. He uses his grip to guide you back down, helping you move against him.

You keep one hand on his thigh, steadying yourself and use the other to play with his balls. Just as his hips begin to stutter, Stewy clears his throat, "Alright, let's not blow your load before you get to dessert."

Kendall's reluctant to release his hold in your hair, but does as he's told. You get to your feet shakily, accepting a hand for support. You're not expecting the CEO to cup your neck, pulling you into a deep kiss. Still, you reciprocate it eagerly, opening your mouth and letting his tongue slip in, the taste of him mingling with saliva.

"Come here," you break away at Stewy's voice, turning to face your lover with a bashful smile, which he returns warmly. The top buttons of his shirt are undone, his sleeves rolled up to reveal his toned forearms, a sight that always has you biting your lip. His hand slowly slides up the material of your dress, "You know, I hate this fucking dress."

Your brows furrow, voice a pitch higher, "I thought you liked it."

"I did," he starts, then pinches at the seam between his fingers, "but now...I hate it." In one swift movement, the fabric's torn, falling to the ground in a pool around your legs. You're left standing in only your panties, exposed nipples hardening under the attention.

The sound of ripping silk is loud but the two men still hear your gasp, Stewy letting out a laugh at your reaction while Kendall's at least nice enough to bite back his amusement. "Stewy!" You narrow your eyes at the former, "That was vintage Chanel."

There's not a hint of remorse as he cups your breasts, but as his thumbs brush against your nipples, your back arches and you can feel your resolve crumbling, something he notes. His voice is mocking as he turns to his friend, continuing his teasing touch, "You hear that, Kendall? That was Chanel!"

"Vintage Chanel," the taller man corrects, eyes crinkling playfully. He steps closer until you're sandwiched between them, then he nods assuredly, "Yeah, he'll buy you another one."

Stewy caresses your skin, "That's fucking right, I always do." He lifts your chin, kissing you sweetly and you melt into him, sighing contentedly. You'd come to appreciate the finer things in life; being pressed against two of the most powerful men in the city coupled with the promise of a shopping spree has you weak in the knees.

"You good, man?" Stewy quips, once he's broken from your lips.

Kendall's hands tentatively find your waist, thumbs tracing over the dips in the soft skin, "Yeah, fuck yeah. Just uh...enjoying the view."

"Like what you see?" He spins you so that you're facing Kendall, who's lowering his head to drink you in. Stewy moves your hair to your shoulder and licks a stripe up your neck, making you whine in need.

Kendall makes a noise of affirmation, then, "Fuck! Can...can I uh...?" His voice breaks, and fuck it drives you crazy - having someone with so much power sound so desperate for you. You're unsure of what he means to do, but one look over your shoulder at how Stewy's eyes darken has you shivering in anticipation.

"You wanna eat her out? Go ahead."

That's all it takes for him to drop to his knees before you, your eyes widening at the action. He presses hot kisses to your inner thighs, sending waves of pleasure through your body. His hands trail your skin before meeting lace. Instead of pulling your panties down, he presses his lips to your stomach, then those brown eyes look up into yours, searching for your approval, "Is that...is that okay?"

"Yes," your voice is heavy, your breaths coming too fast. It's all so much and not enough; you run your fingers through his short hair to encourage him to carry on.

It seems to work as he pulls the flimsy lace down, lifting your legs gently to get them over your feet. But it seems he needs more, taking a deep breath that makes you shudder, "You want me to touch you?"

You nod fervently, groaning when you hear Stewy tut behind you, "Use your words, sweetheart."

"Want you, please Ken," you struggle to get the words out, hips already chasing his touch.

He rewards you by moving his hands around your hips until they rest on your ass, surely brushing against Stewy's bulge, directing rhetoric toward his pal, "How can I say no to that?"

But before you have a chance to ponder how close the pair really are, his tongue has you bucking your hips, a shaky breath leaving your lips.

Kendall's no slouch at eating pussy - he's always strived to be the best at everything he does and this is no different. He'd gotten plenty of practice, with girls in college throwing themselves at him with the mere mention of his legacy name. And who was he to deny them the pleasure of said name?

He spreads open your pussy lips with his fingers before moving his tongue to trace a wet 'K' over your clit. He licks the letter again, his pretty eyes watching your face as you writhe and contort with blinding pleasure. 'L' has you tugging at his dark hair, back arching against Stewy, who's supporting your frame with a comforting grip on your shoulders. His 'R' is quick and messy and he's practically lapping your pussy at this point, feeling more than cocky as you cry out, grip tightening on him.

"Oh fuck!"

Stewy places a chaste kiss to your skin, then mutters into your ear. "You like that?"

"Yes! So good," the shrieks are barely understandable and if Kendall's face wasn't buried between your thighs, he'd smirk.

The man behind you hums, "Better than me?"

Kendall seems to take this as a challenge, lips fastening over your clit, thick fingers slipping embarrassingly easily into your pussy and curling up towards your navel. His free hand settles on your lower stomach, pressing slightly so that you can feel the coil of pleasure tighten.

You all but scream, spasming around his fingers. The pleasure is searing and apparent, Kendall feels you shudder against his tongue, groaning. He slows his pace, softly licking through your orgasm until you push his head away, panting heavily.

He gets to his feet, face coated in your arousal, self-satisfied grin on his face, "You didn't uh, answer the question."

It takes a moment for you to process his words, and you stutter, "I-I-"

"She wants me to fuck her so bad she can't even talk," Kendall teases, shrugging to Stewy cheekily.

Stewy doesn't bat an eyelid, matching his smile with vigour, "Well then, better give her what she wants."

"You got a-"

He's thrown a condom before he can finish, Stewy having fished it out of his pocket while he was watching you get eaten out by his best friend. You clutch onto Stewy's arm, pulling him to kiss you. He reciprocates immediately, it's soft and completely not indicative of what's to come.

Stewy pushes you gently, and you stumble against the couch while he stands in front of you. You look up at him, eyes wide.

"You're a fucking mess, sweetheart," the words are harsh but uttered adoringly, his finger pushing past your swollen lips. You suck on it instinctively and he lets out a low groan, "And I love it. Now, do you want Ken to fuck you?"

You nod enthusiastically, not bothering to remove your lips to answer verbally, something he playfully rolls his eyes at, "Good. Then I want you to open up for me."

Stewy unbuckles his belt lazily and props one knee up on the couch across from you, his other boot firmly planted on the floor. You roll onto your stomach, crawling over to him, aware of Kendall's presence behind you. Bare skin presses against yours and you're aware that he must've discarded his shirt somewhere, your imagination running wild.

You fumble with Stewy's boxers for a second before freeing his cock. His fingers wind into your hair, stroking the soft strands appreciatively. You press your lips to the head of his cock, kitten licks teasing the head of it while Stewy hisses in a breath, "Don't be a fucking tease."

His hold in your hair tightens in response, groaning when you finally take him in your mouth. Unlike Ken, Stewy's eyes remain fixated on his favourite sight - you look so beautiful like this, eyes watery, cheeks hollowed, lips red and swollen. You always struggle to swallow down his cock and he smirks, bucking his hips up a bit, just to fuck with you. You gag slightly, saliva mixed with his precum drooling from your lips.

"Are you just going to stand there?" His voice is strained as he addresses Kendall, who mutters a 'no'.

One hand grips the flesh of your hips, the other guiding his cock as he drags it through your folds, collecting your wetness. You whine around Stewy's cock when Kendall's grazes your clit, his hold on your hair not letting you pull away. Then, he lines himself up, pushing slowly into you.

"Fuckkkk, is this okay?" Kendall asks, swallowing thickly at the sight of your pussy stretching to accommodate him.

You moan something around Stewy's dick in affirmation that's barely intelligible and Kendall can't help the soft laugh that falls from his lips. Though it quickly turns into a raspy groan when Stewy ruts into your mouth, sending you towards him, your hips almost flush with his, the head of his cock pressing almost painfully into your cervix. You spasm around him and he hisses, you're full, so fucking full.

You brace one of your hands on Stewy's thigh, the other one at the base of his cock, and relax your throat as he starts to fuck your mouth deeper, hitting the back of your throat each time. He realises Kendall's watching his cock push in and out of you with a dazed expression, like he's still in awe of the situation. Stewy's smirk returns in full force, "How is it?"

"Fuck! So fucking tight," is all he manages to bite out, now using his grip on your hips to thrust into you at a steady pace. You feel a familiar heat pooling in your stomach, and grind harder into him, desperately.

"You like this?" Stewy pats your cheek lightly to get your attention and your eyes jerk up to meet his, tears falling now, "Sucking my dick while you're fucking my best friend?"

Fuck. His words are hot, teasing, and enough to push you over the edge, clenching around Kendall in a way that has his own hips stuttering, his fingers digging into your skin harshly.

Stewy lets out a low groan, body tensing, "Gonna come all over this pretty little face."

He pulls his cock from your lips, hand closing around it in place of your mouth. His hips jerk up and creamy ropes shoot from his cock, hot against your skin. The noise you make in response coupled with how your pussy is gripping Kendall like a fucking vice is enough to shatter the last of his self control and he pins you mercilessly to his hips as he comes.

When he finally removes himself, you all but collapse into Stewy's waiting arms, chest heaving. Your lover looks down at you, a soft smile on his lips when you open your eyes and look at him.

"You good?" he asks quietly, and you respond with a barely audible 'yeah'.

You smile up at him, eyes hooded and hair a mess, voice clearer this time when you conclude, "That was fun."

Stewie chuckles, winking at Kendall who's politely handing you bottled water, "Agreed, we'll have to do it again sometime."

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A/N: This took forever to write but I'm quite happy with the way it turned out, and I hope you are too. Again, any feedback is much appreciated. I've also tagged anybody who asked for a part 2 on this, hope that's okayyy

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