#aite how do we feel abt this bc im feeling this

[hardskz]

[ 10:46 pm ] “god, i’ve been hard all day.” the words come out as a hoarse sigh and cause more adrenaline to run through your veins, as if the blindfold covering your sight wasn’t enough. you fist the sheets even tighter and suppress a moan when a third digit is circling around your rim. “think you can handle a third finger, baby?”

you were absolutely hooked on the idea when felix brought up his liking to having a threesome. you were surprised but should’ve seen it coming when he said he knew a guy who was open to this idea too. you only took it with a grain of salt when said guy was his close friend chan who also happened to be a global fucking superstar sporting two million followers on twitter and a large herd of fans thirsting over him. 

“his only condition is that he doesn’t want you to see his face,” felix told you, which made you raise eyebrows. “i promise you though, it really is him.”

you didn’t think anything good would jump out. maybe mystery guy had some kind of inferiority complex and was into roleplaying as other people? who the fuck knows. you didn’t set any high expectations going into this predicament. 

but oh boy. oh boy.

you haven’t seen his face (or his body) even once, but the confidence dripping from his voice has you rubbing your thighs together. you’ve heard this voice too many times on the radio and on tv — no doubt that he really is chan. the australian accent that seems to ring more prominent in this setting doesn’t help either. nor does his significantly bigger hands than felix’s.

“he asked you a question, baby,” felix rasps, his hot breath fanning against your neck. he presses a thumb on your bottom lip, causing you to swallow thickly before squeaking out a weak “yeah”.

not even a heartbeat later, chan pushes a third digit into you. your voice breaks and the borderline pornographic moan following suit has felix’s breath hitching, yet you don’t find it within you to care. chan seems to be impressed by your responsiveness and lets out an airy chuckle. “god, you’re so tight but it looks like you want to be filled up even more, hm?” the words are so filthy that you can’t help but moan.

taking advantage of your parted lips, felix muffles your voice as he shoves three fingers past them. “ssh, the walls aren’t soundproof. we don’t want our neighbors to hear you and barge in with the complaints, do we? don’t want anyone disturbing us, do we?” the sensation of you being stuffed in every way possible and the lack of vision has your head spinning, and you arch your back when both of them speed up their thrusts.

“you’re so filthy, baby. do you even know how pathetic you look right now?” felix starts, groaning as you eagerly suck on his fingers. “bet you’re about to cry because it feels so good. you’re almost there, aren’t you?”

“my my, you’re a selfish one,” chan adds, just as he curls his fingers and hits your nerves with full force, drawing a muffled cry from you. “all you’ve done is just lie there and take it while we’re the ones doing the work and yet you’re still about to come first?”

the words hold some truth to them. your response is garbled around felix’s fingers. a hand detaches from the sheets and slowly reaches down, but before you can get any further, chan grabs your wrist and plants it right beside your hip. “if you’re already coming first, you’re going to come untouched.”

before you can interject, he speeds up his movements, fingers thrusting in and out of you in a frantic pace and curling up in all the right places. meanwhile, felix pulls his fingers out before his mouth latches onto yours for a kiss. except, it’s more of a clash of teeth and tongues and drool leaking out of the corners of your lips. it’s too much for you to process at once, and the next thing you do process, felix swallows your cries up whole as you come undone while chan keeps pounding your nerves until you finish riding out your high.

felix detaches himself from you to catch some air. your heartbeat is still banging against your ribcage as you sink into the aftereffects of your orgasm. chan is about to pull out too but comes to a standstill when you place your hand on his wrist. “n-not... yet...” you cringe at how broken your voice comes out, but decide to suck it up.

confusion is laced in chan’s tone. “pardon, what?”

“want... m-more...”

it’s silent for a moment. another silence after felix breathes out a wary “like right now? are you sure?” and then chan speaks up.

“fucking hell, you’re such a greedy slut. fine then, whatever you want, you will gladly get.”