#dropping this here while i make my coffee as remnants of feeling amorous

[avarkriss]

House of Wolves

A Javier Peña x Female Reader Fanfic

Rated E for Explicit

Word Count: 3.2k

Inspo: House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance

Summary: Javier has a terrible day at work, and really needs you to work it out of him.

Warnings: cursing, mentions of guns, violence, and death; smut, thigh riding, handcuffs, oral (F/M receiving), Javi is a switch, some light D/S, more smut, Javi stealing underpants, this fic will really piss off Bible thumpers, soft/vulnerable Javi is also probably a warning, a lil bit of cumplay if you squint, feelings, some small Narcos spoilers if you’re late to the game like me, unprotected sex (don’t be a fool, wrap your tool), mouth fingering, i mean honestly if it’s sex it’s in here this is just porn

Author’s Note: This is my second fic being shared publicly - feel free to like, comment, and reblog! I’m open to friendly criticism as well as friendly conversation. Enjoy, let me know what you want to see more of! 

The key jiggling in your door handle woke you with a start from your shallow slumber. You ran a hand over your forehead to brush away your sweaty hair before slipping it behind your bed to grab your pistol. The lock jiggled again and you took off your safety, stalking towards the sound. For the first time since being assigned to Colombia, you were thankful for the humidity swelling the wood of your door. You took a deep breath in to steady your hands and waited for the door to open. The handle jiggled a third time and finally released, allowing Javier to stumble into your apartment. When he looked up, he was staring down the barrel of your loaded gun. “Woah it’s just me doll, put that thing away,” Javier spoke out quickly, reaching behind him to close your door and tossing his keys onto the nearby coffee table, the key to your door slightly bent from the struggle. “God damn it Javi, I could have shot you,” you hissed, clicking the safety back on and setting the pistol on your counter. “Yeah? Well, after today, maybe it’s what I deserve,” he grunted, kicking the edge of a stool. “Javi, what happened?” He sat on the stool he had just kicked with a huff. “There’s a lot of shit going on outside doll. And there’s not a damn thing any of us can do about it. Narcos, cops, kids, everyone. My informants lie, people around me get killed-” Well, I know a thing about contrition Because I got enough to spare And I’ll be granting your permission ‘Cause you haven’t got a prayer “Javi. You can’t control everything,” you spoke to him gently, resting your hand on his. “We are living in hell and we do what we do to make sure the biggest asshole loses. And for once, the biggest asshole isn’t you.” Javier bit his bottom lip and shook his head, rolling back a deep chuckle. You came closer to stand between his legs, and you squeezed the inside of his thighs. “Come on,” you whispered in his ear, “let’s go have some fun.” Well I said hey, hey hallelujah I’m gonna come on sing the praise And let the spirit come on through you We got innocence for days! When you looked into Javier’s eyes you could see they had darkened, blown out with lust. You didn’t care that it was barely three in the morning, or that you had a pile of paperwork to take care of. Javier Peña was currently putty in your hands, and you always were one to seize opportunity by the balls. Well, I think I’m gonna burn in hell Everybody burn the house right down Javier kicked off his shoes and put his hand in yours, letting you pull him behind you as you briskly walked towards your bedroom. The curtains billowed with the gift of a breeze on this hot Colombian night. When you crossed the threshold you turned around and wrapped your arms behind Javier’s neck, standing up on your tiptoes to plant a soft kiss onto his mouth. Javier eagerly began to kiss you back, flexing a hand on your back while the other grabbed at your ass. He moaned as he deepened the kiss, attempting to part your lips with his tongue. You pulled your head back slightly and whispered, “No, Javi. I think tonight… tonight I call the shots.” You looked up at him and he licked his lips as he nodded, pulling you back to him. You kissed him hard, parting his lips with your tongue, tasting all the parts of his mouth. As he moaned into you, you reached down and undid the button and fly on his pants before grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. Clothes carelessly being tossed to the side, your thin camisole and shorts followed. When Javier went to grab your ass again he purred “Really? These tiny little panties?” “It’s hot, Javi,” you retorted as you pulled his pants and underwear off. His cock sprang out of his pants, hard and needy. You walked towards him until he backed into the edge of your bed and he sat with a quiet thump. “Now Javi,” you trilled to him, loving how quickly he looked up at you, “you can watch, but you can’t touch.” He sucked in a breath and groaned, but nodded in agreement. “Good,” you smirked as you sunk to your knees in front of him, taking his hard cock in your hand and stroking it gently, just enough to tease. And say, ha What I wanna say Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I’m a bad man Kick me like a stray Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave You licked your lips and looked up at Javier with a smile, enjoying the lust in his eyes and the beads of sweat just beginning to form across his forehead. You kept teasing the head of his cock, red with need, before dipping your head down to gently swirl the tip in your mouth. His hands clenched on the bedding as he moaned out your name. “Please doll,” he breathed out, and you were all too happy to oblige. So many nights he had you begging, always putting up his hard facade. When he came to you today, you got a glimpse of something softer that he hid from the world. S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N You hollowed out your cheeks and began to suck down his length, bobbing your head up and down. With every stroke of your mouth you heard him pant and saw his hands twitch from the corner of your eye. Taking a deep breath in, you slid your mouth all the way down his cock until he was prodding the back of your throat and your nose was buried in his dark curls. He released the most delicious moan and reached out only to grab his own face and fall backwards. The change in his body posture had you gag a little bit, but you shifted to continue deep-throating him if only to continue to hear his husky moans. When you decided you needed a breather, you pulled off his cock and took him in your hand, slowly stroking him. He looked like he was in heaven laying across your bed, one hand over his face, the other fisted in your sheets. “Slide up,” you nudged him, and he quickly scrambled back to lay on the bed completely. You had a devilish grin on your face as you moved to straddle his thigh and continued to stroke his cock, teasing the tip with your thumb. “My God doll, you’re gonna kill me like this,” Javier groaned beneath you. “Thought that’s what you wanted mi amor,” you replied, beginning to grind your soaked pussy on his thigh. “If death is what I deserve, than this is the way I want to go,” he breathed out. You play ring around the ambulance Well like you never gave a care So get the choir boys around you It’s a compliment, I swear And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down I wanna hear you sing the praise I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down We got innocence for days! You shushed him. “Relax Javi, just relax. Enjoy this, because-” you punctuated your words with a roll of your hips, pulling a moan from you before you continued speaking- “I sure am.” Well, I think I’m gonna burn in hell Everybody burn the house right down You continued to drag your pussy across the hard muscle of Javier’s thigh, savoring the friction of your soaked panties against your clit. The faster you rode his thigh, the faster you stroked his cock, and the louder the two of you became. “You’re breaking my fucking heart baby please, let me touch you,” he begged below you, a new sound that edged you even closer to your release. “Not yet Javi,” you purred. You could get used to his begging. With a few more rolls of your hips you were coming apart, smearing your wetness across his thigh. You stroked his cock hard and fast as you chased your release, coming hard with his name on your lips. “Shit, doll- I, I’m so close, please wanna be in- in you- gonna- you gotta stop I’m gonna,” he pleaded with you and you dropped down in front of him, taking him into your mouth. With two strokes of your mouth he groaned, spilling thick ropes of his hot cum down your throat. You happily swallowed. When you pulled off his cock with a gentle pop, you wiped your thumb under your lip to gather the last remnants of his pleasure before licking the pad of your thumb clean. You looked up at from under your lashes, flashing him your sweetest smile. “Jesus,” he breathed out, panting as he looked at your nearly naked body. You grinned wide at him, ready to let him touch you all he wanted. “Weren’t you saying something about wanting to touch-” And say, ha What I wanna say Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I’m a bad man Kick me like a stray Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave You couldn’t even finish your sentence before Javier was above you, caging you in with him arms. About to make a joke about how he never moves that quickly, he cut you off with a firm kiss, pressing his lips to yours and slipping his tongue into your mouth to taste where he had just painted. You moaned under him and went to grab his cock, already starting to harden again, when he stopped you. “Ah ah doll, you can watch, but you can’t touch.” You looked at him in shock, and he responded with the biggest shit eating grin you had ever seen. “And if you don’t listen, I’ll cuff you to this bed.” “You wouldn’t dare use your DEA handcuffs on a CIA agent.” He quirked an eyebrow at you and whispered darkly into your ear, “You have no idea what I would dare to do baby.” And just to piss him off, you grabbed his hair and pulled - “why don’t you show me then.” He growled before kissing you hard, holding the back of your neck and palming your breast. Your hands traced lines down his muscular back and he pulled away with a sigh. Getting off the bed, he walked to your dresser and started twirling your handcuffs around his finger. “Since my DEA handcuffs aren’t good enough for you, it looks like I’m just going to have to use yours.” “You wouldn’t.” “I would.” Apparently, Javier was full of surprises tonight. He took your wrist and cuffed it before dragging the chain behind the bed frame and cuffing your other wrist. He looked at you and smiled, skin crinkling at the corners of his eyes. “Comfortable?” You better run like the devil ‘Cause they’re never gonna leave you alone! You better hide up in the alley 'Cause they’re never gonna find you a home! And as the blood runs down the walls You see me creepin’ up these halls I’ve been a bad motherfucker Tell your sister I’m another Go! Go! Go! “Remember when I said you’re not the biggest asshole? I think I lied to you.” “Don’t you worry doll,” he whispered across your skin, “I’ll make it up to you.” You huffed in response and he smirked up at you, slowly rolling your nipple between his fingers. He lazily kissed your other breast and then switched again, enjoying your labored breathing. He was taking his time down your body, loving the way you shivered and trilled beneath him. When he finally got to your center, he looked up at you from between your legs and winked before pulling your soaked panties down and tossing them towards his coat. He licked his lips and dropped his head to your cunt, licking up your slit and settling in to suck on your clit. “Javi, h-holy shi-i-t, Jav-i,” you moaned, back arching off the bed. You could feel him smile against you as he pulled moan after moan from your body. When you bucked under him again, Javier held down your hips with his arm and began to tease your entrance with the rough pads of his fingers. “Javi, please, please touch me.” It was your turn to beg and he growled into you before thrusting two of his fingers inside your aching pussy. You could feel him drag his fingers against your walls, continuing to lap at your clit like it was manna from heaven. “You’re so sweet doll,” he murmured. He continue thrusting his hand inside of you, searching out that soft spot he knew would push you over the edge. The handcuffs clanked on the bars of your bed frame as your body thrashed under his careful ministrations. When he curled his fingers inside of you like he was beckoning your orgasm forward, you saw stars. Javier knew your body well, and he kept fucking his fingers into you until you were screaming his name and when you finally came undone beneath him, you felt him smiling again. He drank down your orgasm, enjoying the sweetness. Satisfied that you had finished coming, he hopped off your bed again sauntered to your dresser, finding the keys to the handcuffs. As he walked back he was sucking his fingers, savoring the taste of you. He spun the key in his fingers before releasing your wrists, kissing you softly. “You okay doll?” he whispered, running his nose along your jawline. “More than okay,” you sighed. You pulled another smile out of him, far many more than normal, and he sweetly kissed your wrists. He continued to pepper your upper your upper body in kisses, and you bathed in the unexpected tenderness. When he reached your collar bone he bit down and sucked yet another mark into your flesh. You moaned into him and reached down to stroke his now very hard cock. “Think you have another in you Javi?” He chuckled against you and tweaked one of your nipples. “I know I do.” He pushed you back onto the bed and began kissing and sucking your breasts while giving himself a few hard strokes. You wrapped your legs around his waist and gently hissed as he pushed in. No matter how many times you found yourself under him, his size always caught you by surprise. Fully seated inside your cunt, he felt your walls flex around him and he moaned against your skin. He gently pulled halfway out, and then snapped his hips, slamming into you and drawing out a deep moan of pleasure. “F-fuck Javi you’re s-so big, p-p-please-” And I said, say What I wanna say Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I’m a bad man Kick me like a stray Tell me I’m an angel Take this to my grave “Please d-don’t stop.” He continued to push into you, grunting against your shoulder before biting your soft skin. You could feel the ridges of his cock against you, in absolute bliss as began to suck and bite your neck. Every thrust of his hips was marked with a kiss or bite somewhere else on your chest; you were beginning to look like he was painting the night sky across your body. “You’re so bad Javi, I’m running out of excuses for these hickies,” you whispered into his hair, before giving it a gentle pull. Tell me I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad man “That’s the point baby.” He slipped a hand under your neck and snuck the other around your waist when your back arched for him again. With a swift move you were now straddling him, and you bent to kiss his sweaty forehead. He cupped your face in his hands - “My God are you beautif-” You didn’t let him finish as you rolled your hips, forcing a moan out of his mouth. You smirked at him and he grabbed hold of your waist, helping you to set a heavy pace that had you both panting and groaning each other’s names. You could feel him dragging in and out of you, rubbing against that sweet inner place he knows so well. Every flutter of your tight pussy brought him closer to the edge of his release. You began to become undone first, clenching tightly around his cock. Knowing you were close, Javier thrust his hips deeply under you, reaching that sweet spot with every push and rutting into you at a punishing speed. You clung to him as you moaned through your orgasm, tightening around him and bringing him to his own. He growled as his hips started moving erratically, fucking into you as he filled your pussy with his cum. As he stilled, you carded your hands through his hair, a sweaty mess of brown curls. You pushed your forehead to his and gently kissed him, earning a contented hum. As he began to soften, you rolled off of him and nestled into his side. He kissed the top of your head, and you had to peel yourself away from him to go clean up in the bathroom. When you emerged, Javier tossed you a clean pair of your underwear that you slowly slipped on, watching him put your soiled pair into his jacket pocket. 'Odd,’ you thought. Javier does a lot of things, but sleepovers certainly isn’t one of them. “For later,” he smirked. “Fuck you, Javi.” “Mission accomplished,” he retorted, flopping back down into your bed. “I thought you don’t do sleepovers.” He looked at you and reached his hands out, wiggling his fingers for you to go to him. You did, and you curled back against his chest. “I haven’t been to a brothel since you.” His voice was so quiet against your skin you thought you that you may have been imagining things. Your voice caught in your throat – surprised at the sudden emission that was, in his own way, Javier saying how much he cared about you. You looked up at him and found him smiling, a gentle kind of smile that reached into his eyes. One you weren’t accustomed to. You couldn’t help the smile that graced your own features and you laid your hand on his cheek, giving him a gentle kiss. You hoped the action would convey all the words the two of you just don’t share. As you curled back into him, you closed your eyes and let out a gentle sigh. He stroked your bare back up and down a few times and you relaxed listening to his heartbeat. Just as you were about to fall asleep, your 0500 alarm started blaring. As you groaned, Javier’s heavy laughter filled the room. So get up! So get out! S-I-N, I S-I-N! “You better be planning to buy me a fucking coffee, Javier Peña.“ 

[jotarosbelt]

A Not-So-Silent Night. [Bucci Gang X Reader]

Hi! Merry Christmas!

Here’s my gift to you all! I will admit, it got sloppy at the end, but you know what, what can you do? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Enjoy! ❤️💚🎄

cw: gangbang, sex toys, facefucking/oral, double penetration, cream pie, facial

18+ content ahead! All characters are aged up as usual!

December 25th. Christmas Day— a day where one spends time with their family and appreciating the gift of giving.

However, you spent it with your friends. They were the equivalent of family to you, after all. It didn’t really matter and you didn’t give it to much though while you watched Narancia and Mista sing awful karaoke in the living room while you sipped on some champagne; the others either doing the same or talking to their next door neighbor seated next to them.

Giorno already hosted a Christmas party the other day, so for Christmas day, you all decided to just stay in and socialize among yourselves.

You started to space out as you brought your glass to your lips, staring idly into space before being brought back down to earth by a yell of your name.

“Hey, [Name]! Open your present!”

You shake your head to clear your mind as you being to register your surroundings. You were now seated between two of your teammates on your side sofa, Abbacchio on your left and Mista on your right, with a box lying in your lap.

You smile at Narancia as he urges you on to open the gift. Sitting your champagne glass down on the coffee table in front of you, you begin to tear and pry at the wrapping paper surrounding your mysterious present.

As you got closer to the contents inside, your expression dropped. You had seen a glimpse of the box inside and in all honestly, you were ready to throw the damn thing off of you and make a run for it.

“What? You don’t like it?”

You turn your head to face Mista— the grinning bastard looking very proud in himself and the present.

“Don’t be a brat. This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

You turn the other direction to face Abbacchio, the smug look on his face exactly like Mista’s. “Go on, finish opening it.”

‘No way,’ you thought as you hesitantly tore through the remnants of the paper. ‘No fucking way did they actually—‘

Removing the last piece of wrapping paper, you felt yourself turn red. In your hands, you were holding a box containing a blue rabbit vibrator.

‘You’ve got to be kidding me.’

Completely mortified and embarrassed, you began to question them. “How— I-“

“Private browsing doesn’t do much when you forget to close the window afterwards.”

You tilt your head up to look at Fugo standing next to the Christmas tree. You had honestly never seen him so amused until this moment. In response, you buried your red face into your cool hands to both cool down your cheeks and cover them.

“You wanted it, yes? So, you got it.”

He began moving from his spot near the tree to crouch in front of you. “And stop acting so damn bashful,” he growled out as he pried your hands from your face. “We all know you’re not shy. If you were, you wouldn’t be so loud when you’re doing it by yourself.”

If it was even possible, your face flushed even more. Were you really that loud?

“Fugo. Give her some space.”

Your eyes darted to the doorway to meet Giorno’s teal ones, along with Bruno’s dark blue ones. The two of them gave you a charming smile as they strode across the living room to wear you were seated, surrounded by the other guys. By now, Fugo had let go of your wrists, but was still crouching in front of you. Giorno took his place right by his side, and Bruno took his right next to that.

Bruno reached out to grip your chin loosely, tilting your face up to look at his. “What do you think Giorno, does she like her gift?”

Giorno stared at you quizzically, searching your eyes for an answer. “Hm. That I do not know.”

“She might need to test it out first,” Mista began as he slung an arm around your shoulder, “You know, to see if it lives up to her standards.”

“Yeah! Let her take it for a test drive,” Narancia added on. You were thoroughly mortified at this point. ‘It couldn’t get worse than this.’

Giorno nodded his head towards Mista who then pulled you up to lay on top of him, locking you in his grip efficiently. “Relax, amore mio,” he whispered into your ear softly, “You know you want this just as much as we do. So, calm down.” You let yourself relax against Mista, knowing there was truth in his words. They wouldn’t hurt you, you know that. You were just to damn embarrassed to let things go smoothly right now. He placed a kiss to your cheek before turning his attention to where Abbacchio was pulling your skirt down your legs.

You averted your eyes from the sight, only for Fugo to grip your parental crown and force your head back to wear Abbacchio was currently parting your legs.

“Look at him, troia.”

The insult he tacked onto the end of his sentence sent shivers down your spine as you swallowed harshly and made eye contact with Abbacchio.

“Good girl.”

You watched as the man in between your legs held his hand to receive the now-unboxed toy, bringing it to his front before switching it on.

Pushing you legs further apart, he placed the tip of the toy atop of your dampening panties, flooding your button of nerves with an onslaught of vibrations.

You winced, a quiet whine escaping your lips as the toy was pushed more forcefully into your clit.

You instinctively shut your eyes and allowed yourself to be enveloped by the pleasure being given to you before it was ripped away.

“Look at this,” Abbacchio stated as he slipped two fingers underneath your underwear to gather some of your wetness. “She’s soaked.”

You cringed at his words and at how all the guys stared hungrily at the glistening on his fingers. Bruno bent down to take Abbacchio’ hand and slip the latter’s fingers into his mouth. He maintained eye contact with your the entire time, before pulling away with a lewd pop. Licking his lips and smiling, he stood back up.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m getting impatient.”

Fugo let go of your head as he stood up, using the hand that was preoccupied with keeping you in line to undo his belt. Mista didn’t voice his agreement, but instead showed it with the subtle grinding of his painfully hard member into your backside.

Narancia practically bounced to Fugo’s side, following suit by undoing his belt and letting it drop to the floor. “I thought I was the only one!”

You found yourself swallowing again as you were met with the dicks of two of your teammates, eagerly awaiting your touch.

Narancia giggled at your expression. “It’s not like it’s gonna bite you or something! Go on!”

You took a deep breath before parting your lips to take the boys cock in between your lips, sucking on the head gently before making your way down his shaft; your lip gloss smearing all over his member.

With Fugo waiting for some pleasure of his own, you wrapped your fist around his throbbing cock, pumping him in tandem with the bobbing of your head on Narancia

“Abbacchio, mind if we switch spots?”

Giorno’s voice broke into your thoughts as you felt Abbacchio’s weight from between your legs be replaced with Giorno’s. “How about we take these off, yeah?”

You glanced over at Giorno best you could as he slid your drenched panties down your legs before tossing them to the side. Picking up the toy once again, he slowly slid it into your waiting pussy before switching it on, the vibrations causing your hips to jerk up and for you to release a moan around Narancia’s cock.

A groan escaped him in response as he softly bucked his hips into your mouth, whining when you switched to sucking Fugo off and stroking Narancia instead.

Your eyes widened as you felt lips envelope your left nipple through the opening of the sofa. Your arched your chest into the lips of the assailant as you felt calloused hands come up to roll and massage your right breast.

You released Fugo from your mouth momentarily to look at the culprit to see Abbacchio mouthing at your breast while Mista was rolling one of your nipples between his fingers.

In the midst of the havoc, Giorno was busy moving the toy in and out of your cunt whilst Bruno brought one of his hands down to stretch at your asshole for Mista, who was pressing sloppy kisses and hickeys to the skin of your neck.

“You need to relax, tesoro. Or else I’ll end up hurting you.”

You took heed of his words and relaxed your body as Bruno lathered your behind with a clear liquid he had squirted on his fingers. The intrusion entered your body rather smoothly, though he stayed gentle in his ministrations as he prepared you for his friend.

The euphoria you felt washing over your body was immense. You were certain that if you didn’t have Fugo’s cock down your throat, you wouldn’t be able to for coherent words anyways.

All your babbling was stifled by the appendage in your mouth, your moans becoming vibrations around his length; mixing in with the humming of the vibrator on your clit.

At this moment, you were thankful for Mista holding you up from behind, or else you would’ve slumped back and possibly fallen off of the couch with the way your senses were going haywire. Giorno was fucking you with the toy the boys got you, Bruno was opening you up from behind, Mista and Abbacchio were making work of your tits, and Narancia and Fugo were using your mouth to its fullest potential.

“Mista, are you ready?”

Coming back down to earth, you look at Buccellati who was looking at Mista for approval. When you felt him nod, Bruno looked to you for the same.

Slowly, you felt Mista push himself into to from behind— the stretch the slightest bit uncomfortable at first but slowly becoming more and more pleasant as he moved. You could feel his breathing against your neck as his thrusts became sharper and harder— so hard in fact, you had to let go of Fugo and Narancia.

“Fuck, bambina... look at you taking my cock like a champ.”

You squeezed your eyes shut in response. You felt the toy Giorno was holding in your pussy slide out in a painfully slow manner, only to be replaced by something much, much better.

You eyes flew open to look what was going on south of you, and you were met with Giorno pushing himself in your dripping womanhood with no resistance whatsoever, his thrusts falling in tandem with Mista’s.

You swore you heard Giorno’s, the Don’s, breath hitch as he thrusted. There was a contrast between both his and his friend’s thrusts— Mista’s was hard and passionate, while Giorno’s was just as deep, but sweeter and more gentle.

You could feel yourself get lazy with your hands on Narancia and Fugo’s cock to the point where you went completely limp as you were fucked through. At this point, you had lost all sense of shame that you had and you moaned unabashed as you felt yourself clamp around the two men inside you, cumming the hardest you had ever cum in your life.

As it almost on cue, Fugo and Narancia came as well having had taking to pleasuring themselves since you were “occupied.” Your chest was covered by the two boys, and your stomach was covered by Bruno and Abbacchio.

‘Since when did they..?’

Not caring to think about it too much, you through your head back onto Mista as the two beneath you quickened their paces, finishing inside you. You couldn’t help but squeal at the sensation— both your comrade and boss’s seed filling you to the brim.

One Giorno and Mista pulled out, the seven of you sat out of breath and exhausted. “Holy shit,” was the first thing someone said to broke the silence and it was none other than Narancia.

“What a way to spend Christmas, huh,” Fugo said, slumping down into his seat. It was easy to tell he was beat.

“That’s for sure,” Buccellati responded, chuckling slightly.

You scanned the room momentarily, looking for something.

“Something wrong, babe?” Mista asked. You shook your head.

“No, just looking for my phone.” Narancia’s face lit up as he dug into his pocket and handed you your device. “Here you go!”

You smiled sweetly at the boy before looking at the time. 1:34 a.m., jesus christ.

Along with the time, you saw you had a notification. A missed text.

It was from Trish.

“If you all are going to fuck in the living room, let a girl know so she can show up later.

P.S. You’re filling me in on details when I get back.”

You felt your face flush as you read the message.This was going to be a long night.