sonicexelle-junkary

[periru3]

Honestly my love of BJ Hunnicut has really primed me for loving a bitchy army doctor/medic who impulse grows a mustache to cope with their steadily declining mental health, latent homosexuality, and missing their wife and child.

I want to see Eddie Diaz enter his "BJ Hunnicut choosing violence" era

[apprenticevida]

Let Us Love You 🍋🔞

Word count: 1710

Pairings: Vida/Asra/Julian

Synopsis: uhhh a wild Julian appears!

Notes: Continuing directly after Leave A Mark. @midsummer-masquerade day 2 Role Reversal, Overstimulation

Warnings: Lemon, minors dni, threesome, enthusiastic bjs, power dynamics

Vida is about to announce that they’re ready to go back out when a familiar voice breaks the silence.

“Here you are!” Julian crows as he opens the door. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. It’s lucky that ‘the witch with the antlers’ and ‘white-haired magician’ aren’t common costumes tonight.”

“So lucky!” Vida responds as they adjust their mask. They crack a broad smile when they see Julian’s costume.

“Oh!! You two have dressed to match!”

“I won’t confirm or deny that it was intentional.” Asra sighs from the pillow pile.

“Oh, I need you two to sit together. I have to see the combination!” Vida waves frantically for Julian to join them on the floor.

When Julian folds his long legs together next to Asra’s lounging form, the two deign to pose for Vida.

Asra’s dressed in a flowing amethyst dressing gown, sheer all the way through. Golden piercings through his nipples shine under the gauzy fabric, a delicate T-chain connecting the two to a Venus piercing on their mons.

Julian in comparison is dressed in black. His robe is sheer and cut the same as Asra’s. He isn’t wearing piercings that Vida can see, but he has a thick leather collar around his throat to signify willing submission to any partner at the event. Under his garment is a black mesh thong cupping his cock snugly.

“You’re both so beautiful.” Vida sighs. Their heart goes soft at the blush on their partners’ faces.

Asra resituates themself so their face is resting on Julian’s lap.

“Have you had fun tonight, dear?” He asks the doctor.

“Oodles.” Julian smirks in response. “It’s amazing all these people who’ve shown up. Did you know there’s a pirate queen here?”

“Ooh!” Vida coos in delight as they curl up against Julian on the side opposite Asra. “Do you know her?”

“I don’t kiss and tell, Vidotchka,” is the doctor’s only response.

The trio continue to gossip about the people they’ve seen at the party, who’s done whom, and eventually the conversation turns to power dynamics.

“I don’t know,” Julian sighs. “I don’t think I’m really the ‘domming’ type.

“I bet you could.” Vida takes a long draw from the hookah mouthpiece and blows smoke hearts into the air. “You’re a quick learner. How many times have you let me and Asra boss you around?”

“I’ve always excelled at following orders. It’s like second nature.”

Asra snorts in response, sitting up to stretch their neck. “You only ‘follow orders’ when it’s something you would have done anyway.”

Julian cries out, the back of his hand against his forehead in mourning. “Oh! You wound me, Asra! My honor is besmirched!” Julian’s melodramatic response leaves Vida laughing.

“Okay, I’ll bite.” They set the hose in its place and crawl onto the doctor’s lap. “I command you to dominate us.”

Julian’s eye goes wide as Vida drapes their arms over his shoulders.

“T-that’s cheating!”

“What’s that phrase? All’s fair in love and war?” Asra stretches their arms above their head, letting their joints crack as they settle in place.

“Oh come now, two against one is hardly fair!”

“I’d say it’s positively democratic, don’t you agree, Asra?”

“Oh yes,” that beautiful smug smile returns. “Majority rules that you should rule over the majority.”

Julian grumbles something Vida and Asra can’t make out, but he tenderly caresses Vida’s hips with his thumbs.

“Cariño, won’t you tell us how to please you?” Vida punctuates their question with a roll of their hips. Julian can only groan in response, hiding his blushing face in the junction of Vida’s neck and shoulder. His grip tightens as he tries to keep his composure.

“Come on, Ilya,” Asra goads. “What would you command of your humble servants?”

Julian mumbles something in Vida’s neck, the vibrations causing them to twitch at the tickling sensation. They have to pull his head away to compose themselves.

“What did you say, Cariño?”

Julian’s blush is evident across his face from his ears to his neck, and he can’t quite make eye contact with either of his partners. “Do you… do you really want to put me in charge?”

“Yes!” Vida and Asra respond in unison.

“I- okay. Okay just give me a minute.” Julian extricates himself from under Vida to stand above the two magicians.

“You can’t be so close already!” Asra teases. “We’ve barely started. I haven’t even touched you.”

“Asra, you can’t talk like that!” Vida chides with a mirthful laugh. “We’re ‘humble servants’ not petulant brats.”

“R-right. Just as they said.” Their doctor nods. “I-I’m in charge here.”

No one laughs as his voice cracks, but his ‘submissives’ don’t hide their smiles.

They weren’t going to make this easy on him.

“Okay.” Julian lets out a breath. “Okay. First… First off: you two need to stop staring at me.” He clasps his hand against the lower half of his face in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

Both obey. Vida smiles, biting their lower lip as they close their eyes. Asra decides to study the pattern of the cushion’s embroidery.

“Uhm… kneel facing each other.” Julian starts again. “Stare deeply into each other’s eyes.”

Again, his partners follow his command. Vida is absolutely giddy with the prospect, wriggling in their seat with a toothy grin. Asra remains as infuriatingly composed as ever.

“Now… start undressing each other.” Julian can’t help the creeping warmth forming in his face. “Slowly!” He adds.

Asra starts to unlace the ties of Vida’s corset as they pull the drawstring of his dressing gown. Their pace is painstakingly slow, as if to further tease the man commanding them.

When both are free from their meager coverings, it takes a moment for Julian to realize their waiting for his next order. He may have been distracted with the view before him.

“Oh! Right.” He wants so badly to do well. “Now kiss.”

“How?” Asra asks, not breaking eye contact with Vida.

“I— pardon?”

“How would you have us kiss?” Vida clarifies.

“Like this?” Asra places a chaste kiss on Vida’s lips.

“Or like this?” Vida offers before plunging their tongue into Asra’s mouth, moaning obscenely as Asra responds in kind.

“Th- the second one…” is all Julian can say in response. He steps back to find a bottle of liquor before taking a swing from the bottle. “The second one.” He repeats more firmly after swallowing the strong drink.

“Are you sure you want us only focusing on each other?” Asra asks when they’ve finished. “Don’t you want us to please you?”

Julian’s head is swimming in arousal. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. He doesn’t know where to go next.

“Master?” Vida sighs. Again, it takes Julian a moment to realize they’re talking to him. “Won’t you let us love you?”

“I… uhm that is…”

He’s floundering. His mouth has gone dry. He didn’t plan for this, how could he? He wasn’t someone to take charge. His place was to follow orders, not give them!

Vida breaks character first, turning to look at the doctor with concern in their eyes.

“Cariño?”

He can’t let them down.

“Did I tell you to look at me?” Julian scrounges for what modicum of dominance he can manage.

It works. Vida blinks once, twice, before turning back to face Asra.

“No, sir.” They breathlessly respond. Their cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink and Julian notices their nipples harden. He’s doing something right, he decides.

“Next,” Julian begins to undress himself. “You’re both going to suck me off.”

It’s impossible to miss his partners’ responses. Vida’s eyes and grin widen at Asra, whose face has blushed beautifully. Vida gets up first, pulling their magician with them.

When they kneel at Julian’s feet, Vida is doe-eyed with their mouth open and Asra looks up at him from under their white eyelashes.

“Go on then.” Julian swallows as he fists his cock, precome beading at the tip.

Vida licks from his base to his tip and Asra sucks at his balls. The two work at a steady rhythm. When Vida wraps their red lips around the tip of his cock they moan.

“I love the way you taste, Master.” They sigh before wordlessly switching places with Asra.

Each has their own way of going about their tasks.

Asra isn’t afraid to use teeth and force. In fact, they seem to relish it. He’s intimately familiar with Julian’s love of pain and uses this knowledge to his advantage.

Vida is more gentle but enthusiastic. They pepper Julian’s member with kisses and licks and he has to pull them back when they try to deepthroat his cock or take both his balls in their mouth.

He wants to prolong this feeling, but with his lovers double-teaming him like this he feels that familiar heat begin to overwhelm him.

Vida and Asra each take one of his hands, interlacing fingers, and in tandem each lick a long line along Julian’s cock from base to tip. When their tongues meet they kiss each other passionately and Julian comes at the sight. He doesn’t mean to, he wanted to warn them, but his love and arousal take over his common sense.

Neither seem to mind. Instead each licks the other’s face clean before going back to focus on Julian. His brain shuts down and his knees buckle. Their mouths, their touch, and (he’s certain) their magic are too much.

He’s certain he’s blacked out from overstimulation. When he comes back to himself he’s in Vida’s lap. They’re humming under their breath and stroking his hair. Asra is finishing up cleaning Julian and places a gentle kiss on his abdomen.

“Welcome back.” Asra winks at Julian as he sets aside a rag.

“Cariño, you did wonderfully.” Vida places a kiss on Julian’s forehead, their bare breasts soft against his face.

“R-really?” Julian asks, his uncovered eye hopeful.

“Really.” Asra’s airy voice replies. Their fingers join Vida’s in carding Julian’s hair. “But if you’re going to black out like that every time, I think it’s better if one of us stays in control.”

“I don’t know, Corazón, this might be the best way to get him to actually sleep for once.”

“Or shut him up.”

They can tease all they want, Julian thinks to himself, as long as he’s between them and being loved, it really doesn’t matter.