#del taco ceo x fem!reader

[themuseic]

Day 30: Cuckolding

Blaise Johnson x Fem!Reader x Cameron Bissell / /  WC: 388

Warnings: Cuckolding, Implied Sex, Voyeurism. 

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A/N: Our favorite Del Taco CEO here is borrowed from our very own @glassbxttless​. Thank you so much for letting me use him babie! <3 

The door swings open with a sharp bang, startling you out of bed.

“Sugar!” Blaise yells down the hall. “I’m home! Brought a friend, come say hello.”

Now, you know just what it means when Blaise brings a friend home. It doesn’t matter who, but you know you’re always in for a treat. With a subconscious wiggle of your hips, you leap from the bed and race out to meet them.

Blaise is in the doorway, a cocky smirk plastered on his face, his arms wide open as he invites your embrace. Without even a moment's hesitation, you fold into his arms and crane your face up to meet his lips, already puckered and ready for you. He’s never been shy with you, and he practically shoves his tongue down your throat the minute you connect. You thread your fingers through his slicked back hair, folding backward as he presses into you.

A shuffle of feet reminds you of your guest. With your hand splayed across Blaise’s pectoral, his tattooed skin flexed underneath his black turtleneck, you push him back from you and straighten to meet the newcomer’s eyes.

You immediately notice his dark features and long, black hair. He doesn’t… look that dissimilar to your Blaise. In fact, their resemblance is striking, and your mouth falls open in a sort of wonder as you gaze at him.

In an instant, Blaise is touching you again, his arms draped around you as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“This is Cameron,” he explains, his lips just millimeters from your ears. “He’s up for a new commercial we’re planning on filming, and we both thought he could use ah… a chemistry test, with my favorite little actress.”

You don't miss the flash of arousal in Cameron’s eyes as you meet his gaze. He licks his lips, wetting them lightly, before he grasps your hand and bows deep. He kisses your palm.

“My queen,” Cameron purrs against your skin, his eyes never leaving yours.

You beam down at the man and gasp when you feel Blaise squeeze you.

“Are you up for a little fun today?” he growls in your ear. Your free hand drifts up to cup the outside of his face, and you utter something between a whisper and a moan. “Will you watch?”

“Oooooh, fuck yes.”