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American Amongst The Brits Chapter 11

SMUTTY SMUTTY SMUTTY

“Such a beautiful young thing.” He said while watching me squirm. I heard the door open and when I looked over I saw Severus looking at the scene in front of him.  

“Lucius, what are you doing in her sleeping quarters?” Severus asked. 

~Lucius Malfoy POV~ 

“What does it look like I am doing Severus?” I asked him and scoffed at the stupid question.  

“I would hope you are not having a student expose herself to you.” Severus said and peered over at her. His eyes in a trance over her body.  

“Ah, you must be what is left inside of her.” I said and smiled at him. 

“What do you mean by that?” Severus asked with a half smile.  

“I mean.” I said and nudged her legs apart exposing her very beautiful pussy to the both of us. Cum seeping out of her. I looked over at Severus and noted the smile still plasted on his face. He moved closer to her.  

“Everything alright ms. Y/n?" He asked her and sat next to her side.  

“This bed is not big enough for all of us. This could be a rather easy fix if you are going to insist on sticking around Severus.” I said and he never removed his eyes from her. I snapped my fingers and the bed grew in size. The room appeared smaller but the bed had to have been a king size by now.  

“I have yet to hear anyone reject the idea of all of us together.” I said and smiled down at her. I made my way to the other side of her and placed my hand on the middle of her chest and lightly let my fingers run down and rest on one of her breast. I gave it a light squeeze and her eyes closed and her mouth parted with a small moan. It sounded amazing. How could I want to forget this? 

“Lucius. Maybe you should let her rest.” Severus said and looked at me.  

“No, I think I would rather her be stuck in this room with no ability to walk without falling.” I said and chuckled to myself.  

“You want her to be in pain?” Severus said.  

“I suppose that is one way to say it. I want it to be a reminder of how good I am. I don’t remember when I have done this with her but, I wish I could. I mine as well enjoy it enough to want to remember again shouldn’t I?” I asked and looked at him and squeezed her breast harder earning another moan and then I saw her legs close and tighten together. Someone is getting turned on by it.  

“Do you enjoy what he is doing?” Severus asked her and she bit her lip a tiny bit and nodded.  

“Look at her legs Severus. I think the little minx is turned on by the both of us.” I said and quirked a smile.  

“Is that what you want? Do you want us both?” I cooed at her. Her eyes popped open and she looked between the two of us.  

“What if it is what I want?” She asked and I felt myself stiffen in my pants.  

“I am more than happy to continue as long as it is what you want.” I said and looked into her eyes. She turned her gaze towards Severus and he looked back at her.  

“If it is what you want. I suppose I did not tire you out properly. I will oblige and make sure you get finished off properly this time.” Severus said.  

“What do you mean by properly?” I asked.  

“If squirting twice is not tiresome I assume that means there is more.” Severus said and smiled at me.  

“She squirts?” I asked acting as though the very beautiful woman was not in front of me.  

“I suppose you will see won’t you?” Severus said and turned his gaze back to her. I watched his hand lightly graze the inside of her left leg and his fingertips pulled on her skin lightly. He is being so gentle with her. He didn’t do that to the last person we shared. Narcissa was quite fun and enjoyed the encounter but, some how this seemed like it was going to be a bit more fun. She is younger and appears to be a bit more moldable to what we are going to like. I don’t even know if she knows what she really likes. I watched his hand trail further up and rest on her pussy spreading it open enough for his fingers to slip inside of her. I watched her body stiffen under his touch. I squeezed her chest harder and lowered my head to the breast directly in front of me and licked a small circle around her nipple. I felt her shiver and then moan lightly and I sunk my teeth into her nipple. I heard a whimper come from her and I continued the same motion. From circling her nipple with my tongue to soothe it and then biting into it. The sounds she made continued to make me harden to the point it started to become painful. I pulled back and pinched her other nipple with my right hand and peered down at what Severus was doing. Two of his fingers were inside her I assume massaging her g-spot. I just need a taste of her. I don’t care that his cum is still seeping out of her. It’s not like we are unfamiliar with how one another taste.  

I stood off the bed and started to strip myself of my clothes before returning to the bed this time between her legs. I blew a bit of air on her semi exposed clit and then licked it. Her eyes opened and peered down at me as I lowered my mouth back down and sucked her clit between my lips and started to draw circles over it with my tongue. I grinded my teeth against it before lowering my tongue to meet Severus’s fingers at her entrance and letting it slip inside with them. I watched as her eyes closed and her back arched.  

“Please. I can’t.” She started to say but, I felt her thighs tighten around me. I grabbed onto her right leg with my left hand and forced it open so she would loosen up and let go.  

I continued to dive my tongue into her and tasted the mixture of her juices mixed with his cum and moaned into her. She tasted divine. I felt Severus tense up a little at the feeling of my tongue on his fingers and being amused and secure with myself I let my tongue lap up some of the juices from his fingers. He peered down at me and I looked up at him and pulled away from his fingers and brought my focus to her clit again. Quickly running circles on it and nibbling it as I watched her back arch and her moans halt for a moment before I felt her pulse and her sweet squirt filled my mouth and I started to clean it off with my tongue. That was a beautiful sight to have witnessed. How many more times can she do it? I saw Severus pull his fingers out before he stood and started to undress himself. I stood up and walked over to him. I reached for his cloak and unbuttoned it.  

“I can do this myself.” Severus said and I shushed him and peered over at her while she watched my movement. Severus made eye contact with her as I continued to undo every button on his shirt and let it all fall to the floor before undoing his belt and unfastening his pants. He stepped out of them and his shoes before I stepped away and let him finish pulling his knickers off.  

I peered over to her before I pulled her to a sitting position.  

“How would you like to go about this darling?” I asked. I am hopeful she lets us take full control but, I do not wish to take her voice away for this to happen.  

“Anyway I can get it.” She said and I felt my entire body stiffen.  

“Careful what you wish for. He likes to have everything filled at once if he can.” Severus said and her face brightened a type of red.  

“I wouldn’t mind being filled in anyway.” She said and I saw Severus harden. I don’t remember him being that size last time we played together. It has been awhile since then. I suppose I might have forgotten.  

“Alright then.” Severus said before pulling her legs towards him. Her head now in front of me but laying down. I saw her look up and peer up at me from her angle. I reached down to her neck and tightened my grip onto it.  

“Open your mouth for me.” I said and without any protest she opened her mouth for me. I angled my cock so it went down her throat with ease. I hissed at how she just swallowed me in. It felt amazing. I need her head to be off the bed. Severus can have her lower half on the bed and work for it if he wanted that part first.  

I pulled myself out and stood off the bed. I pulled her by her arms until her head was dangling off before Severus was able to sink himself into her. I heard the light groan from him in protest but, I immediately sunk my cock back into her mouth. There was some resistance but I managed to rest myself completely inside her throat hearing her gag and I felt some saliva escape around me. God this felt amazing. I am going to be nice and soaked for where I want to sink into. I brought my eyes up and saw Severus looking at the sight I have created in front of him before he brought her knees up and tucked his legs under hers bringing her pussy into his lap. He positioned his cock to press into her and I felt her spasm around my cock so I pulled out slowly letting her get a good breathe in before sliding my cock back down her throat. I gripped onto her throat again feeling my cock in her throat with my hand. Fuck the pressure of her throat closing around me was amazing.  

“Severus you should feel what it is like to take her breath away.” I moaned out. Snape pushed my hand off her neck and wrapped his hand around it and groaned at the feeling. I thrusted in and out of her throat letting him feel it constrict around me. She gagged again and I pulled out letting the stream of saliva wrap around my cock before looking toward Severus.  

“Get her on top of you Severus.” I said and I can tell my eyes have darkened. He listened and pulled her on top of him and she was now seated on his lap with him buried deep inside of her. I crawled behind her and pushed her down to lay on his chest.  

“Relax girl or this will hurt.” I said and I felt her body stiffen and Severus started to rub her back lightly and when I saw her relax I angled my cock at her ass. I pushed myself into her very tight hole and I groaned at the sensation it brought me. She stiffened again on top of Severus and I pulled her back against me as I bottomed out inside of her. I was giving Severus room to move and I needed her to be still so I could balance myself. Severus started to move and thrust up into her causing her to moan at the stretch she was feeling. I started to pull myself out of her ass and she leaned forward again against Severus and I thrusted back into her harshly. Fuck she felt amazing. Everything about her felt amazing. How did I want to forget this person. I want to remember what the other times felt like. I heard moans escape her lips.  

“Fuck it hurts. Oh my god it fucking hurts.” She let the words escape her.  

“Do you want us to stop?” Severus asked but I heard the moans that left his throat. I know he doesn’t want that just as much as I don’t want that.  

“Fuck no. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” She cried out getting louder. I snapped my head back at how loud she was getting and I looked down towards Severus who had the same thought I had and we quietly charmed the room to silence any cries and moans coming from any of us. I pulled her back towards me so I could thrust into her faster.  

“Fuck I need to be able to move better.” I heard Severus call out and I pulled out and laid her on her side in the middle of us before thrusting my cock back into her. I lifted her leg into the air as Severus thrusted back inside of her as well and it felt even better than before. She held onto his shoulders tightly and I rested my head in the crook of her neck and started to suck on her neck leaving marks. I want to remember this. I will remember this moment. She trusted me to be behind her. Something no one not even Narcissa was willing to do. She let this happen. She wanted it this way. She told us she did. It felt so fucking amazing inside of her. I started to feel myself throb and my thighs tighten. No I am not ready. Calm down Lucius. I am not ready to cum. It wasn’t just me throbbing. I felt Severus thighs tighten and based off his face he was moments away from cumming himself. I grabbed onto his arm to get his attention. His eyes opened and looked over to me. I mouthed ‘not yet’ to him silently before we both started to slow ourselves down. I snaked my hand around to the front of her stomach and let my hand fall between her and Severus and started to massage her clit. I felt her body stiffen and let loosen and get comfortable again before I had the bright idea to pull out and join Severus a bit closer. I felt a cool breeze on my cock and started to push my cock into her pussy feeling her stretch around me. She cried out in pain and Severus grabbed onto my arm and squeezed it. He eyes squeezed close but, I could tell why. She was incredibly tight and it was painful for the both of us. I am determined to make this work though. I want to feel her milking us both completely dry. I started to thrust in and out of her pussy before feeling Severus move as well. Feeling his cock against mine was an odd sensation but, it felt good surprisingly. Her cries got louder as I pushed his cock into her g-spot forcefully and I started to rub her clit at a painful pace.  

“Fuck. Oh god. I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me. I think I am gonna.” She moaned out and I felt her begin to soak us. I started to tense at the feeling. Between the grip on my arm from Severus, the feeling of the friction between our cocks buried deep inside of her, along with the squirt she just finished it overstimulated me and my eyes squeezed shut and my balls tightened.  

“Fuck. Oh fuck. Bloody hell. Fuck me.” I moaned out and into her neck and started to ease up on her clit and then I felt someone else tense and another warm liquid came crashing after mine. I heard the curses fall from Severus’ lips and I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted another taste of her. I pulled out and attempted to turn her around without disturbing either of them, but it didn’t work. Severus pulled out of her in order for her to freely turn towards me but, he placed himself back inside of her and continued to thrust. He was making sure he was completely out of cum. I was definitely spent but, before stopping to think about what I was doing I placed myself low on the bed and licked from her entrance and started to lap up her juices and our mixed together hearing her curse and swear under her breathe. I heard Severus moan and I dipped my tongue into her and tried to soothe her hole I had brutally opened. My tongue hitting Severus’ cock and I didn’t give a fuck. I sucked every drop of the juices out of her and ran my tongue against her clit before kissing up her body with the mixture of juices in my mouth. I pulled on her hair and her mouth opened and I let it slowly fall from my mouth and into hers and watched her just accept it. Severus watched every moment of the encounter and pulled himself out of her. He laid on his back trying to catch his breath. I let the grip on her hair loosen and her mouth shut, and I watched as she swallowed it. I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her. Truly such a beautiful woman.  

“That was amazing.” I mumbled into her skin as I rested my head on her chest.  

“It felt amazing darling.” Severus said and wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer to him.  

“Fuck I don’t think I am ever walking again. My legs feel weak and I have a feeling I smell awful after all of that.” Y/n said and I smiled. 

“Did you enjoy it?” I asked and she looked at me and smiled. 

“I really did. It was perfect. The pain wasn’t too terrible.” She said and I felt something pull at my chest. She was amazing. I don’t want to share her.  

“What is it that you are hoping happens after tonight?” I heard Severus ask her.  

“I don’t know. Maybe we could all keep this up or at least hidden from everyone for awhile.” Y/n said. Did she want us both again? I don’t want to have to share her with Severus.  

“It definitely can’t leave this room what has happened in this room. I am your professor after all. It could get me into a world of trouble. As far as it happening again I am here whenever you need me to help you get off.” Severus said and I scoffed. He can’t be serious.  

“You want us to share you?” I asked closing my eyes. I don’t play nicely with others.  

“Would it be okay if I wanted that?” Y/n asked. No. Not it is not okay. I don’t want Severus to have her as well. I want her to myself.  

“I suppose. As long as you can continue to handle us both.” I said and sighed into her chest.  

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” Severus said and stood off the bed. He pulled her to his chest and tried to have her stand. She attempted to walk but, her legs wobbled and she fell to the floor.  

“Are you insane to try and have her walk after what we just did to her?” I asked him with a small smirk. I saw him smile.  

“I wanted to see if we managed to do a good job. I would say we did amazingly wouldn’t you?” Severus said. He is a smug man but, he does have a point. I helped her up to her feet and walked her into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I expected Severus to leave as he never seemed like the person who wanted to stick around once he finished fucking someone. However, to my surprise he came in with towels and soaps for the two of us. He grabbed hers from the floor near the tub and placed it in the shower and got in without waiting for it to heat up. He pulled her into him and let her stand under the water. I grabbed her shampoo and lathered it before rubbing it into her scalp. I let it rinse out before doing the same with her conditioner and grabbed the rag I saw in the shower. I was going to put her soap in it but, I saw Severus holding onto it and holding out his other hand waiting for me to give him the rag. I didn’t want to hand it over but, I did. As he washed her body carefully I took care of bathing myself and when it was time for her to rinse he let her back fall into my chest and he cleaned himself up. We all managed to get clean after thirty minutes of back and forth trying to clean her up and then we both wrapped the towel around her and walked her into the room and sat her in front of the fire place. We looked at one another and then at the bed where a big puddle of sweat, cum, and squirt laid on top of the sheets. I walked over to my cane and pulled my wand out. I waved it on the bed and the sheets came off and new one’s were placed on. The bed remained a king sized bed and I pulled y/n to her feet before placing my wand back into my cane and helped her onto the bed. I placed her in the middle of the bed but, she was still undressed. Does she want any clothes on?  

“Please stay with me.” She said out loud. Who is she talking to?  

“Who do you want to stay?” Severus asked.  

“Both of you.” She said her eyes starting to close. I looked over to him and before I reached for my wand again to have some kind of clothes again I heard her voice.  

“If I am not wearing clothes you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” She mentioned and I obliged. I let the towel fall off my hips and crawled next to her on the right side of the bed. Severus looked at the two of us before letting his towel fall and crawled onto her left side. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled himself closer to her. He placed a kiss onto her forehead and soon after we both heard her light snores coming from her. She was fast asleep.  

“Severus, I don’t really want to have to share with you.” I said out loud.  

“I don’t want to have to share her with you either but, I want her to have what she wants.” Severus said and I sighed.  

“I am the same way. Might I ask is there a reason I can’t remember or why I wouldn’t want to remember her?” I asked him.  

“I don’t know but, I don’t remember much about her either. I just remember coming to class one day and she was here. I know she must have been here before hand but, I don’t remember her. I wish I did. I don’t want to know why I can’t remember her. I want to know if it has happened between us privately before.” Severus said to me.  

“I tapped into her memory a little and saw that it has happened privately between her and I but, I don’t remember it. It’s rather annoying considering just how great she felt.” I said and sighed again. I am tired. She really exhausted me. I heard a yawn from Severus and soon we both fell asleep next to her.  

~Snape’s POV~ 

I felt something grind against my hips and I woke up feeling hard. Fuck I can’t stand waking up with morning wood. The excitement from my cock was rather annoying since I don’t have anyone to fix it for me. Except my cock felt like it was wet. I opened my eyes slightly and looked down to see her mouth on me and her eyes closed. What time is it? I have an internal alarm and this feels rather early. I looked to the side where Lucius fell asleep last night and noticed he was not in bed. I looked back down and saw blonde hair behind her. He throat tighten around my cock and my eyes closed again and I felt myself reach for the back of her head and shoved her down. When I opened my eyes I saw Lucius was bent down behind her with his face buried between her legs. Who woke who up? Fuck her throat was perfect. I heard her gag and I relaxed my grip on her head and she perked up.  

“Good you are awake.” She said before climbing onto my lap and positioning myself inside her. However she wasn’t loose anymore. She was back to being tight. I looked over and saw Lucius was back on the right side of the bed going back to sleep. What is happening? She lifted off me lightly and slammed herself back down on my lap. Fuck me. I gripped onto her hips and pressed her further down on me.  

“Is this really what you want right now?” I asked her. She nodded her head and i picked her up and moved over to in front of the fireplace off the bed. If I am going to be allowed to have a private moment with her then I am going to have to be quiet for a little while. I placed her on her back before pulling out of her and slamming my hips back into hers.  

“Oh god. You feel so good Severus.” She moaned out and my already hard cock started to throb. This is the first time my morning wood has ever been addressed in this manner. Best way to wake up. I pulled her legs up closer to her chest and held them there as I thrusted deeper into her. Making sure every thrust counted.  

“Fuck Severus. I can’t take much more. I am so sore.” She moaned out and truthfully I couldn’t take much more either. I let one of her legs go and started to massage her clit and I felt her tighten around me and start to shake. My balls tightened and my thighs tightened. I started to cum deep inside of her and I let my chest fall onto hers and I pressed myself as deeply as I could into her and kissed all over her neck. I can’t get enough of her. I am an older man. It shouldn’t still be working the way it was right now.  

“Did you two have fun without me?” I heard Lucius voice and I peered over to him. He had a smirk on his face before I righted myself and pulled her back to the bed. She crawled back into the middle of the bed and I laid next to her.  

“Get more sleep. Today is going to be hard enough on us.” I said to her and kissed the top of her shoulder.  

“Why is that?” She asked.  

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Only In His Office- Ch.4 Negan X Readert

Y/n is 19 year old Senior in high school who is particularly quiet but that's only because she always takes the time to write in her notebook filled with.. thoughts about someone imparticular, but its not who you expect it to be…

◇There is a age gap in this book so if you are not ok with that or if it makes you uncomfortable then you do not have to read, it's your choice.◇

Warnings: Age gap, Sexual themes, Cursing, (Bad writing :O, didnt proof read. Oop

Word Count: 1358

The next few days went on as normal, and it was Friday before I knew it. It was already mid day and I was in the gym sitting on the bleachers for the free period.

Try outs were after school today; and for once I had an ounce of positivity about it. Maybe getting out and playing a sport actively with help with my odd addiction to writing. 

The squeak of a shoe echoed across the gym floor. I looked up to see Negan approaching me.. Of course; I was naive to think he would be too busy planning tryouts to notice me in the corner of the bleachers. I folded up my notes and shifted to sit up a bit.

"Well; So obsessed you had to come visit me on your free period?" He smiled.

I choked out a small laugh. 

"Excited for tryouts?" He asked sitting down next to me.

"I suppose.."

He tilted his head trying to get a better look at my face. "She speaks." he let out a chuckle

"Psh.. Yea.." I mumbled.

I looked out over the gym, things had already been laid out for try outs. Small areas taped off on the floor, cones placed in different patterns, and oddly enough the hoops were lowered. Negan followed my eyes to the basketball hoops and cleared his throat.

"Makin' it easy for ya" smirking he looked back to me.

"Your joking right?" I stood from my seat and walked around the gym to the closest hoop. I looked up and laughed. This was too easy; So easy that someone who had never played could dunk it.

Negan stood now walking over to me and stretching his arm up to touch the rim. "Maybe your right" sarcasm was laced through his words. "Think we should give it a test run?" he looked down on me. 

I bit down on my lip thinking for a minute. I was at a small disadvantage.. But practice is practice. "sure".

Negan held back a smile as he nodded. Heading over to the ball rack he palmed a ball passing it between his two hands before chest passing it to me roughly.

I caught it with a huff. "ouch." I spat.

I began to dribble the ball practicing passing the ball on and off both hands.

Negan didn't seem to waste any time fucking around coming around to smack the ball out of my hands before I ran with it across the court. I slowed down at the hoop going in for a lay up.

The ball circled the rim before falling off into the net. I rebounded the ball and dribbled once before realizing he was already on top of me. Nowhere to go I simply held and defended the ball. I turned against him.

"shit." I whispered. 

"Yea." He leaned down against me whispering against my neck.

Still not pressed fully against him i panicked. What if someone saw us this close? This is dangerous; But being this close is nice. His chest was so close to my back, and I could feel one of his legs pressed onto me. 

Lost in my train of thought he grabbed the ball and held it over his head and shot it from across the court; it circled the rim and fell off the side. 

"Worth a shot." He said cockily.

I stood up normally, turning to face him, still weirdly close. He looked down smiling. 

My face got hot, and my body too. I was doing it again. 

"I should get back to studying" 

He huffed; "Studying? You mean writing away in that little notebook of yours?" He questioned.

My breath caught in my throat. "What- No. I have school work to do." I fumbled on my words.

He burst out laughing, "Yea, yea of course."

My expression flattened, unmoving, bored with the joke. I turned back and started to head towards my things.

"What'do ya say we go talk about try outs in my office?" He didn't follow me he just stood with a lean in the middle of the court.

I slowed in my pace trying to make out what he had just said. 

He began after the ball that was slowly wandering the court floor. Picking it up and dribbling it slowly back to the rack. As I picked up my things I turned back to face him. 

"Hell' Bring that book of yours.. Maybe we could brainstorm a new page for ya." He teased.

My heart skipped a beat and I began to feel.. Aroused? again.. I nodded unsure of where this was going.. But where ever it ends up I'm sure it will be worth taking chances.

I nodded simply, and with a smirk from him we walked back to his office.

He sat down in his chair and patted the desk; "Lay 'er out and we can get to brainstorming" He continued on.

I sat down in a chair just in front of his desk now digging in my backpack for the notebook. 

Not entirely sure why I was just simply doing what he asked I placed the book in front of me and he flipped it to a random page.

"Why don't you read it allowed.?" He leaned back in his chair.

My eyes trailed down looking at the book; Then slightly up now seeing the tint in his gray pants. 

No way this was happening. 

"I- Erm. I can't." I cleared my throat.

Negan shifted in his seat looking me over head to toe; "How come?"

"Its.. embarrassing."

He scoffed, "Hell yea it is." Leaning forward in his chair he looked at me eye level; "But from what I read." He paused, "You're into that."

My heart was racing. What do I even say..

My skin pricked uncomfortably from how hot I was getting. I crossed my legs trying to settle the excited feeling. I looked up as he pushed the book closer.

"His hand gripped around my throat stifling my breathing as his hips..-" I gulped, "Rutted into my ass.." stopping I looked up to him. He was watching me with hungry eyes.

He nodded signaling me to continue.

"The water from the shower ran over us both our skin beginning to redden from the water pressure."

Negan stopped me. "So detailed." He stood up making me settle into my seat as I followed his movements. "Where do you come up with these settings?" he asked.

"I'm not sure.. I just use my imagination I guess."

He slid in front of me, my sightlines just above his belt. He leaned down close to my face. I swallowed my saliva nervously as stared me down.

"What are you thinking right now? Hm.?" He whispered.

"I want to kiss you.." I say bluntly.

He stifled a smirk. "Yea.?" voice arrogant in tone.

Leaning closer I closed my eyes.

Our lips brushed against one another his beard poking at my chin and upper lip. I closed the gap moving closer to kiss him. 

 He kissed back leaning down further to grab behind my neck and guided me to stand up. My hands fell to his hips resting on his leather belt.

I could feel as his fingers laced into my hair, he gripped down hard pulling lightly at the roots. As we kissed my legs rubbed against each other yearning for any sort of friction. Slowly getting closer to him simply just wanting to feel more. My chest pressed against his ribs and He broke the kiss with a deep breath. I could feel him looking down to me as he groaned.

My heart fluttered; I suppose I never thought of him as a verbal man.

He grabbed at my shoulders slowly pulling me away from him; "Shit.."

I looked up trying to gauge his expression.

"We should probably slow down" He licked his lips huffing before going back behind his desk.

I grabbed my book awkwardly shoving it back into my backpack and heading towards the door.

I cleared my throat, "I'll see you at try outs".

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Tryouts went normal and everyone was sent home with a small pamphlet readying us for first practice dates and uniforms.

Sitting in the passenger seat of my dads truck I finished the paperwork, confirming my shoe, pants and shirt size. I signed the bottom and folded it up.

"How did it go?" My dad asked nonchalantly 

"I think it went good." I held back a giddy smile.

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Ternion

Word count: 3.3K

Pairing: Young Mr. Ben SNL(as a TA, Grad Assistant)xFemale ReaderxProfessor Jonathan Levy Scenes From a Marriage

Rating: E! For explicit (18+ only, MDNI)

Warnings: Threesome, Power Imbalance, Brat Taming, Oral Sex (F! Receiving), somewhat degrading actions

Summary: Your friend and fellow graduate assistant Ben asks you to come over to his place for help with another task that your overbearing advising professor, Jonathan Levy, has dumped on the both of you.

A/N: I don’t typically subscribe to the whole professor student thing, but this was begging to be written and I hope this means I am out of my funk and my damn season of writer’s block is over. I hope you enjoy and as always reblog, comment, engage! I would love to hear from you!

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Ternion

Ternion: a group of three, a triad; a section of a paper of book containing three double leaves or twelve pages

Your eyes were beginning to glaze over as you stared at your laptop screen. It was another long afternoon of compiling participant demographics and data from your advising professor’s study in your closet of an office. You closed your laptop a little harder than you should have as you began to pack up for the day. The parking lot behind your building was nearly empty, most students having left for the day. As you drove home, you had visions of cozying up on the couch with your blanket, drinking an adult beverage, and binge watching your favorite tv show.

You were only a few miles from your house, when the infotainment screen in your car flashed with a familiar contact: Ben, your office mate and fellow graduate assistant. Deliberation coursed through the pads of your fingertips and against your better judgment you answered.

“Hey Ben, what’s up?”

“Hey,” his voice echoed with a hesitancy, “Professor Levy asked me a for a favor and I—“

“Are you serious, Ben?” You groaned in exasperation. “This is such bullshit. ”

“I know, I know—I hate to ask but would you come over and help me out?”

Say no. Say no. Say no, your brain said on repeat. Desperation wafted from his hushed voice in a way that immediately unlocked your kindness. You just knew he was pouting, running his hands through his chocolate brown hair while somehow making his already big eyes even bigger, like glassy orbs of whiskey on ice: against your silent protests that he NOT be so easy to say yes to. But aside from that he was also the kind of colleague who’d help you out in a pinch…and too damn attractive for his own good. It certainly made having him as your office mate interesting and frustrating at times.

You gripped the steering wheel before announcing your decision.

“Well, I was legitimately on my way home,” you replied with a deliberately loud sigh. “But yeah, sure.”

It was a bitch move, you knew, but you needed your displeasure to be known. A small part of you felt bad about being so vocal with your frustration. It wasn’t Ben’s fault, but he needed to know the inconvenience of it all. You would not be at your professor’s beck and call. Especially on a goddamn Friday night.

“Just give me some time to head over,” you huffed and added, “I can’t be over there in a snap like Professor Levy would want.

“Hey now,” Ben spoke in a firm whisper that somehow still held a hint of kindness despite your bite, “don’t shoot the messenger.”

You turned the car around and headed to Ben’s house. You found parking on the street and walked up the stairs to the door of his small Brownstone. You pushed the doorbell and found yourself brushing your hands through your waves and cautiously smelling yourself.

Passable. You thought to yourself.

Then he answered the door, emerging in a snug navy blue v-neck and loose gray sweatpants slung low on his narrow hips. A hint of skin teased you between the hem of his shirt and the elastic of his pants. They held onto his hips for dear life with nothing but the insurance of a haphazardly tied drawstring. You nearly whimpered at the sight of him.

What a fucking tease. Get a hold yourself, woman.

You breezed through his door without a word, trying to quell your craving and channel it to the frustration you felt with your advising professor. This was his fault anyway.

“Um…hello to you, too,” he greeted.

Your hands were placed firmly on your hips when you turned back to face him. One of his brows was cocked at you, already waiting for another snarky response. You couldn’t help but pout back at him. He knew you too well.

“Just like him to not give you a weekend off,” you huffed.

“You don‘t even know what I‘m going to ask you,” his voice was low and sterner than you had ever heard before. “I‘m starting to think you like a little fight.“

The way his eyes bore into you was so deep, it was nearly a glare. He held his chin up in the slightest way, arrogant enough that it demanded your attention to his strong neck. It wasn’t long before you felt tiny sparks of electricity traveling over every inch of skin of your body. It didn’t help that he stood with his hips pushed forward in the most arrogant and un-Ben-like way.

“Wow, if only you could give a little bit of that attitude back to Professor Levy,” you said with some bite and unconstrained breathiness.

Conveying the facade of confidence was important. Especially in situations like this.

Ben stepped forward, his shirt and sweatpants clinging against his body in exactly the right way.

“You’re only proving me right,” he purred, now only inches from you.

Do not moan. Do not moan. Do not moan.

“Just give her what we know she needs, Ben,” you heard a polished voice command from the shadows of another room.

A different kind of heat crept over your face and neck after hearing the familiar voice.

What were the chances?

You looked towards the shadows to see Professor Levy swaggering towards you. He pushed forward a few steps, placing his hands in his trousers pockets before leaning against the wall to watch you. His eyes were low and piercing and he licked his lips that rested beneath his salt and pepper beard.

“Of course he’s here,” it came out as the repressed moan you were fighting against.

Professor Levy nodded towards Ben in acknowledgment of some kind of unspoken agreement. Faster than you could think or speak, Ben pulled your body tightly against his, grinding against you as he pressed his lips to yours in a hungry and greedy kiss.

You didn’t expect for Ben’s lips to feel as soft as they did. They were even softer when he parted yours with a firm lick of his tongue. The heat rose within you as his large hands wrapped around your waist, finding your skin beneath your shirt as he pressed your bodies even closer together. With every move he demanded you feel every twitch of his cock for you.

“W—wait!” You gasped, pushing him from you.

Your eyes moved from Ben to Professor Levy, a strange mix of unbridled desire and anxiousness stirring in the lowest part of your stomach. Ben’s thick fingers managed to keep a possessive grip on your hips that you didn’t brush away, despite the way your brain was spinning in want of answers.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You demanded of both of them.

The two men shared another knowing look that stoked the flame of your frustration. Professor Levy raised an eyebrow before removing his glasses and wiping them on a cloth he pulled from his shirt pocket. You couldn’t help but keep your eyes on him as he strutted towards you, his fingers weaving through the gunmetal ringlets of his hair. You rolled your eyes with disdain for his insufferable ways of working, but found yourself burning from your center with intrigue at what those fingers might be able to work on you.

“Always with the snark,” your professor directed the words towards Ben who responded with a shrug and a smirk.

“You will not talk about me like I’m not in the room,” you paused, turning to him and holding your eyes directly to his, “Jonathan.”

He one more large stride forward until he, too, was inches from you.

“I think you mean professor,” he commanded, continuing to advance on you until you backed into Ben.

A moan escaped you as Ben stood like a wall behind you. With your chest heaving up and down, Professor Levy brushed a strand of hair from your face with his long, lithe fingers. Yet they didn‘t stop there. The heat continued to rise from the three of you as the professor‘s hand journeyed down the curve of your body until they met Ben‘s at your hip. They shared a look of longing before turning that desire towards you. And in the strangest turn of events, the professor’s lips were on yours with his tongue paying adoration to your pouty lower lip.

Unable to contain the desire that trembled within, you let out a long, loud whimper as Professor Levy gently trapped your lower lip with his teeth. You already thought the feeling of Ben’s throbbing cock at your lower back was enough to drive you mad, but somehow you knew you were going to be pushed to your limit the moment Professor Levy took your hand to his pants until he pushed your palm to feel him twitch with desire for you.

The part of your brain that held your common sense screamed at you, demanding you not give him the satisfaction. But every other part of it, along with every part of your body, beckoned you to give in. The feeling of Ben’s massive hand moving to the front of your waist was followed by his thick fingers inching towards the front of your jeans. You couldn’t help but pant as you felt his hot breath brush the back of your neck.

“You can’t tell me that this isn’t better than the fight you put up,” Ben’s voice came to your ear in a low growl.

He wasn’t wrong. But ever true to yourself, you bit your lip and replied with a little extra spice, “I think that remains to be seen.”

Your words made Ben snap his hips forward against you with a gravelly moan. Within Professor Levy’s mahogany eyes you could see from his heavy-lidded stare the desire the two men held for each other while searching for their reason to include you.

Professor Levy lifted your chin with a push of two strong fingers, silently ordering you to look squarely into his bespectacled eyes before he spoke, “You definitely need to be taught a lesson.”

You found yourself following him to Ben’s large leather couch, with Ben close behind you, his fingers intertwined in yours. Professor Levy took his place first like a king warming his throne. He smirked as he taunted you by unbuttoning his shirt. He manipulated each button with skillful fingers until he slipped it off and let it fall to the living room floor. He spread his legs wide as he sat, smoothing his hands over the soft fabric of pants that covered his strong thighs.

Ben nibbled playfully at your neck and then your ear with desperate and needy breaths. His warm hands slowly slid beneath your shirt, moving upwards until he massaged your breasts with paws massive enough that they made them feel small. Before you could even think your shirt was gone followed by your bra.

Professor Levy beckoned you to him as he rubbed his thighs, “Come sit here…now.”

This time, you submitted without a fight, feeling the way your skin nearly melted into his as you let your back rest against his chest. His beard tickled the skin of your ear as he licked at the bottom of it. His supple fingertips reached under your arms until they found the altar of your nipples. You rolled back against him as he tortuously began to caress, flick, and pinch them even slower and more skillfully than he had with the buttons of his shirt.

“Ben,” your professor called to your colleague, friend…inevitable lover, “come here.”

You dragged your nails along the waist of his low slung sweatpants while he lifted his shirt over his head. You kept your fingers just above his waistband while he leaned over the couch towards you and your professor. It was mesmerizing to watch how these two beautiful men looked at each other with such intimacy and longing as you lay between them. Your professor took a hand from your nipples and brought it possessively to the back of Ben’s neck, pulling his face to his before licking his bottom lip and pressing onto his mouth for a slow, sensuous kiss.

“Fuck.”

There were no other words you had that could possibly convey the carnal state of desire you had fallen into. Hungrily, you pulled at the drawstrings of Ben’s sweatpants before reaching your hand to the waistband. In a lightning fast move, your professor pulled it away, squeezing your fingers between his.

“Tsk, tsk, not without my express permission,” Professor Levy scolded in a low, buttery whisper.

Slowly, Ben positioned himself at your legs, his hands caressing your waist until he began rubbing your professor’s thighs with you. Professor Levy grabbed Ben’s hand and squeezed it before lowering his eyes to him.

He spoke with unwavering confidence coating every word as he gave Ben a command that sent shivers spiraling outward from your wet center.

“Taste her.”

The wanton darkness that overcame Ben’s eyes and the smirk that curled the corner of his upper lip coaxed your heart and your pussy to throb even more than you anticipated. Your professor’s demand spurred Ben to pull off your jeans and underwear even faster than you could put any thoughts together. You sat naked between the two men in so many more ways than you’d imagined you ever would be. Through your dizzying thoughts, Ben placed a firm grip on your legs pressing them a part.

Any words you thought you could form in your head only came out in quick, pulsing gasps. An unbridled heat spread all over your body as you felt Ben’s broad fingers handle your outer lips until they began to line themselves up at your slit.

“Jonathan, she’s so fucking wet,” his voice was hushed and his breath was so hot against your pussy.

Professor Levy’s response came out in a guttural moan that met your body by way of hands continuing to work on your nipples. The theme of surprise continued as your professor and Ben played off one another in ways that only happened when two people knew each other beyond words. Ben’s nose pressed into your mound as he licked a slow, deep stripe up your center.

“Oh my god,” You cried, finding your professor’s hand with a desperate grasp as Ben began working on your pussy with slow, luxurious and hungry swirls until he moved into a varied and unexpected pace that had you shaking, writhing, and bucking against his every move. Each time his tongue worked on you, he pushed you to the very edge of ecstasy over and over and over again.

He moved his worship to your clit and pressed his face and tongue deeper into you, eliciting a cry from you that filled the room, “Jesus, Ben, fuck oh my—Professor!!”

You pressed one hand through Ben’s waves and gripped Professor Levy’s thigh while riding your high.

“Ben, tell me what she tastes like.”

He lifted his face from your center, lips and chin dripping with your spend.

“Like heaven.”

Ben looked up at you, his eyes glassy with passion and also shining with the gleam of a man hungry for more. The sight of him caused you to whimper. You had never studied his face this way before even though you shared a small space together almost daily. The broad bridge of his nose sloped downward and he breathed you in with a playful smirk before adorning your outer lips with a delicate kiss. You thread your fingers through the disheveled locks of his hair, smiling back at him until your lips opened once more as he teased you with more caresses of his fingers.

“He’s good isn’t he?” Professor Levy growled into your ear.

Your brain was spinning, your body shaking in anticipation of what was to come next. Professor Levy reached an arm over your body, maneuvering his hand towards your neck and without missing a beat, Ben pressed his mouth onto you again sucking at your lips before he dipped his tongue into you again. He continued to venerate every fold with abandon, moaning with each taste he had of you like it were the best meal he’d ever had. You didn’t think it could get any better, especially with the pressure of your professor’s hand at your neck matching the intensity of each manipulation of Ben’s tongue.

And then…

One…two of his broad fingers reached into you, curling into your tight wet pussy while his tongue paid particular devotion to your clit.

“Ah, oh my god, fuck!” You came crying, writhing, and losing any more words the tighter your professor’s grip became.

Ben’s voice vibrated against you with a low, carnal laugh as you felt the slick sensation spill from your center onto the leather beneath you. He then pressed his hands lightly at your lower belly, causing you to shudder with even more aftershocks from your orgasm. You worked through catching your breath and looked down at him. The face he greeted you with as you caressed his wavy locks was that of a bold and satisfied man who knew he could do that to you again.

Ben rose up from the floor and leaned forward until his face was close to yours. You relaxed and leaned your head back against your professor’s as he eased his hold at your neck. In an unexpected moment of tenderness, Professor Levy threaded his fingers between yours.

Ben’s eyes shined as he looked toward you and then your professor. The simultaneously tender and sensual intimacy they shared was amplified in this quiet moment. It felt so private that you were almost embarrassed by having witnessed it.

“Wanna have a taste?” Ben asked as he pressed his thumb still damp from you to Professor Levy’s bottom lip.

Your professor took it, sucking at the tip savoring the taste of you on Ben’s skin. Heavy-lidded with lust, Professor Levy let go of Ben’s thumb and then licked his lips.

“Mmm, sweet,” he murmured with a seductive and low rumble coming from the back of his throat.

Ben stood up and lifted his chin with a proud smirk. He walked to what you assumed was his bedroom and then turned around to lean against the doorway. The way he leaned his elbow above him and his other hand resting at his hip demanded you pay attention to his defined torso. The waistband of his sweatpants sat so low that your eyes had no choice but to travel down the peppering of brown hair that led to the thick treasure you were becoming so desperate for.

A light squeeze of your thighs by your professor was your signal to stand. He walked around you and used his eyes to study every curve of your body. A light touch of his fingers beneath your chin had you breathing hard again as his gaze now demanded that you give him your own. The breath from his mouth danced upon your lips. Yet instead of taking you in for a kiss, he turned from you with his hands in his pockets. You stood naked before both men watching you, waiting for you, bodies reaching for you from a doorway to a room and to a deed that you could never really come back from.

And the decision was clear. There was no way in hell you could turn back now.

You stepped forward. The old, hardwood floors creaked beneath your feet.

“Wait,” Professor Levy called out.

You closed your eyes with a sharp intake of breath and you stopped as he had demanded. Your breath quivered as you waited for what they had in store for you.

He shared another look with Ben, his eyes lowering and the brown of them becoming devilish and dark.

“Get on your knees and crawl.”