⋆ Softpascalitos Masterlist ⋆
This is a regularly updated masterlist of all my works, posted on tumblr + ao3! They're sorted by character with warnings/tags, please still read the full descriptions before reading! My entire blog is 18+ / MDNI.
⭐ - my personal favorites
⛓️ - smut
🍂 - hurt/comfort
💌 - fluff
i write for: javier peña, pedro pascal, agent ortega, joel miller, oberyn martell, marcus acacius, dieter bravo, silva, frankie morales, din djarin, agent whiskey, javi g, tim rockford
last update: 5th july 2024
If you have requests/questions/feedback or just want to say hi, feel free to pop into my asks! ✮
I do not give permission to have my work copied, translated, rewritten, put into any AI programs, or reposted without my direct agreement.
✮⋆˙ Main Fics ˙⋆✮
To Dig a Grave - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂⛓️ [20k+]
Summary: Twenty-one years after the outbreak, you come to Wyoming looking for something and end up in Jackson after a stranger saves your life.
But he doesn't stay a stranger.
Turns out Joel Miller is looking for something too. It feels like a fresh start. But when bad luck seems to follow you, Joel is the only one to turn to, forcing both of you to confront your feelings about your pasts- and each other.
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Age Difference, Smut, More Tags to be added
We got your back - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂 [6k+]
Summary: You work as a new DEA agent alongside Peña and Murphy. A not-so-kind colleague reveals more about you than you would like. Peña takes you under his wing. (Currently being reworked)
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn
Specials
Kinktober 2023
31 pieces of (mostly smut) - read on AO3 / Tumblr
Advent Calendar 2023
25 Pieces including moodboards, hcs and fics - read on AO3 / Tumblr
✮⋆˙ Javier Peña ˙⋆✮
Pregnancy Sex with Javier Peña - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️ [2.6k]
Summary: You're pregnant, Javier is overprotective. The problem: You're also really fucking horny.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Aftercare, Pregnancy, Established Relationship, PWP
Beyond Saving - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂 [1.3k]
Summary: Javier is on office duty when he learns that someone close to you has passed, causing both of you to spiral.
Tags: ❗ Dead Dove: Do not Eat ❗, Mention of Suicide, Grief, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Minor Character Death, Trauma, Mental Breakdowns
Kinktober - Hate Sex - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2.3k]
Summary: When a raid goes wrong, Javier Peña gets pissed. You expect him to take it out on you. You dont expect him to fuck you so good. Aka a steamy office romance with a side of hate sex.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Hate Sex, Unsafe Sex, Rough Sex, Spanking
Kinktober - Humiliation - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2.2k]
Summary: Javier takes you home after a night out. You worry about waking Steve who lives upstairs- until Javier notices the way you are staring at his gun. (Thats not code for his dick, Im talking about his actual gun). Aka Agent Peña fucks you on his couch using something other than his dick.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Gun Kink, Rough Sex, Praise Kink, Spanking, Dirty Talk
Kinktober - Tying a tie - Tumblr / AO3 🍂 [1.6k]
Summary: Javier resigns from the DEA. You both reflect on your life in Colombia while you help him get ready. You also discuss what is about to follow.
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Trauma, Anxiety, Established Relationship, Crying, Sad Javier Peña
Peluda - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐💌 [1.7k]
Summary: A snowstorm hits Bogotá and you bring back a surprise visitor. Javi is not amused. But, it leads to a realization about himself- and about you.
Tags: Fluff, Nicknames, Soft Javi, Snow, Established Relationship
✮⋆˙ Marcus Acacius ˙⋆✮
Healing Hands - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️ [2k]
Summary: Acacius returns home with an injury—and you try to care for him. But his ideas of healing (and baths) are a little ... different. Especially when you finally have some time to yourselves.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Fingering, Creampie, Bathing
✮⋆˙ Joel Miller ˙⋆✮
Kinktober - Pegging - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️ [3k]
Summary: You and Joel run into a sex store on patrol. They have everything one needs to give their older, grumpy partner a good pregging. Aka Joel Miller gets his ass fucked for the first time in his life.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Pegging, First Time, Aftercare
Baby, I'm your National Anthem - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️ [3k]
Summary: You are back from college for the summer and your family happens to throw the annual Fourth of July Barbecue for your street. Your next-door neighbor and dad's best friend Joel Miller is invited—and you decide to wear a bold outfit. It definitely catches his attention.
Tags: Smut, DBF!Joel, Age Difference, Semi-Public Sex, Dirty Talk
Kinktober - Nonsexual Ageplay - Tumblr / AO3 🍂💌 [2k]
Summary: When Joel brings back a book on trauma from patrol, something catches your eye. Having had too much of your childhood taken away by the outbreak, you find a way to get some of it back. Aka a soft Joel Miller making his partner feel safe enough to try nonsexual ageplay.
Tags: SFW, Past Trauma, Age Difference, Nonsexual Ageplay
Kinktober - Wax Play - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [1.9k]
Summary: Joel and you are paired up for patrol. There are a lot of things unsaid, a snowstorm rolling in and some candles. Go figure (or go read i guess).
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Snowed in
Kinktober - Somnophilia - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2k]
Summary: In 2003, Joel Miller is busy with dishes, paperwork and raising a child, leaving little time for his relationship. When he gets restless and sneaks over to her house, finding his girl asleep, he remembers a conversation they had about consent.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Explicit Consent, Age Difference, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Aftercare, Crempie, Pre-Outbreak
Kinktober - Playing with hair - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂💌 [1k]
Summary: Joel works in construction in Jackson. During his lunch breaks, he always comes home to you. When you notice a talent of his you hadn't known about, he opens up about the past.
Tags: Jackson Era, Established Relationship, Bathing/Washing, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Joel play guitar, Good Parent Joel
Kinktober - Massaging - Tumblr / AO3 🍂 [2.2k]
Summary: When Joel comes home after a long day of work, you crave nothing more than him. Until you're both reminded of his age.
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Age difference, Massage, Kissing, Healthy relationships
Kinktober - Familiar Scents - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2.4k]
Summary: Over the span of many years, Joel Millers scent always stays the same. It starts when he takes you for a hike before the Outbreak- and continues for long after.
Tags: Friends to lovers, Age difference, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Fingering, P in V Sex
Kinktober - Tooth Brushing - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂 [2.4k]
Summary: Grief is cruel and just because you and Joel live in the safe haven that is the Jackson community it does not mean you're immune to it.
Possibly the saddest (but also kinda best) thing I have written so far.
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Character Death, Established Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Protective Joel, Survivors Guilt
Kinktober - Crossdressing - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌 [2k]
Summary: Joel Miller has been wanting to try a different piece of clothing for a long time. It's not until you that he feels supported enough to do so. Turns out, you both really fucking like it.
Tags: Smut, Fluff, Insecurity, Soft Joel, Slight Mommy Kink, Jackson Era, Sub Joel Miller
Kinktober - (Public) Help with button - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2.4k]
Summary: What happens in a dimly lit corner on the lap of Joel Miller at the town dance, stays at the town dance. Almost.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Fingering, Public Sex, Teasing, Established Relationship, Age difference, Jackson Era
Kinktober - Daddy - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [2.6k]
Summary: Joel has been noticing a few things about your relationship that make him wonder about your feelings regarding your father. As you open up about your issues, he's sweet, supportive and makes you feel better in the way only he can.
Tags: 2003!Joel Miller, Pre-Outbreak, Smut, Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Daddy Kink, Daddy Issues, Crying, Fingering, Cock Warming, P in V Sex, Secret Relationship
Kinktober - Free Use - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.9k]
Summary: Joel comes home urgently needing some relief. Its a good thing youre there- and the first time Joel makes use of an ... interesting agreement.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Free Use, Rough Sex, Light Dom/Sub, Dirty Talk, Angry Sex, Shower Sex, Baking, Female Reader, Established relationship
Snowy Surprise - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌 [2.2k]
Summary: Joel takes advantage of your lunch break on patrol for ... other activities. Afterwards, a promise he made about christmas decorations comes back to haunt him.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Fluff, Soft Joel, Established Relationship, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Semi-Public Sex
Here cums Santa Claus - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌 [1.8k]
Summary: Jackson needs a Santa Claus - and Joel is the perfect fit. Getting to have you on his lap is just a bonus. Aka the one where Joel is dressed up as Santa Claus and you get to ride him.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Fluff, Soft Joel, Established Relationship, Fingering, Dirty Talk, P in V Sex, Costume Kink, Riding, Creampie
✮⋆˙ Silva ˙⋆✮
Kinktober - Armpit + Orgasm Denial - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.6k]
Summary: When Silva comes home after a long day on the ranch, he smells amazing. He also distracts you from cooking in a quite special way.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Sweat, Praise Kink, Established Relationship, Oral Sex, P in V Sex
Kinktober - Dancing together - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂 [1.4k]
Summary: When a particularly hard rain hits your little ranch, so does the sadness. Luckily Silva is there to make it better.(This fills a few gaps in Silvas life in a way that ties in with the movie.)
Tags: Established Relationship, Domestic, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Parent Silva, Romance, Kissing in the rain, Slow dancing
✮⋆˙ Oberyn Martell ˙⋆✮
Kinktober - Collaring - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [2k]
Summary: Oberyn gets you a special present, one that both of you will enjoy. But things dont always go as planned.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Established Relationship, Safeword Use, Hurt/Comfort
Kinktober - Breeding - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️🍂 [2k]
Summary: Oberyn and her have been trying for a baby to no avail. Ever the loving viper, he comes up with an idea.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Breeding, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink
Kinktober - Threesome - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [4.5k]
Summary: You are in charge of serving wine to the dornish folk at the kings wedding. A couple catches your eye and it may not be as one-sided as you thought at first. Aka the steaming hot threesome with Oberyn and Ellaria we all need.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Creampie, Threesome (FFM), Servant Reader, Aftercare, Porn with Plot
Kinktober - Washing hair - Tumblr / AO3 🍂 [1.7k]
Summary: A few weeks after you and Oberyn begin to try conceiving and days before he leaves for Kings Landing, he finds you cooling down in the baths during a hot day.
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Mild Smut, Bathing/Washing, Pregnancy, Established Relationship
Kinktober - Pregnancy - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [1.4k]
Summary: Oberyn has been more cautious around her now that the due date is near. He has to realize it's not what she wants. And who can deny the wishes of a pregnant woman?
Tags: Smut, Pregnancy Sex, P in V Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Fluff, Domestic, Established Relationship, Female Reader
✮⋆˙ Jack Daniels ˙⋆✮
Kinktober Day Eighteen - Spanking + Whipping - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️ [2.2k]
Summary: When you mess up during a mission, Jack doesn't want to have to report his own girlfriend. Since he is your higher-up, you work out an agreement- a punishment by Whiskey himself.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Spanking, Whipping, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Crying, Established Relationship, Rough Sex, Dom/Sub Undertones
Kinktober Day Twentythree - Deepthroating + Facesitting - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.9k]
Summary: You've never deepthroated anyone in your life- but you're eager to make your man feel as good as possible. You receive a proper thank you as well.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Deepthroating, Facesitting, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Aftercare, Established Relationship
✮⋆˙ Pedro Pascal ˙⋆✮
Here with me - Tumblr / AO3 🍂💌 [1.2k]
Summary: During his time in Morrocco, Pedro finds himself in need of reassurance. You are happy to help.
Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Insecurities, Age Difference
I'll look after you - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂💌 [2k]
Summary: Pedro is sick (but of course he doesn't admit it).
You look after him. Hurt/Comfort (but the twist is that you're the one doing the comforting).
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Emotional, Established Relationship
✮⋆˙ Agent Ortega ˙⋆✮
Agents don't have favorites - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [2.6k]
Summary: Agent Ortega visits the Emerald Palace, but finds the woman tending to the horses more interesting than those tending to the men. After he leaves for a while, he comes back to an unwanted surprise. Aka its emotional but also they fuck.
Tags: Explicit, Referenced Non-Con Elements, Hurt/Comfort, Smut
Kinktober - Shoe Shining + NTR (Cheating) - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️🍂 [2.2k]
Summary: Ortega returns to Brimstone. When he gets a shoe shine from a past flame, who is now married, things get complicated.
Tags: Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Cheating, Rough Sex, Spanking, Aftercare, Creampie, Dirty Talk
✮⋆˙ Dieter Bravo ˙⋆✮
Kinktober - Titfucking - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂 [1.7k]
Summary: Dieter is alone in quarantine and begs you to come join him. Even with a few obstacles, you treat him the way he deserves.
Tags: Explicit, Smut, Titfucking, Emotional Hurt/Comfort
Kinktober - Watersports - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.7k]
Summary: Dieter is on edge because of an upcoming premiere and as his personal assistant, you try to keep him calm as well as sober. There is one thing that may help.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Semi-Public, Assistant Reader, Alcohol, Watersports, Dom/Sub Undertones
✮⋆˙ Frankie Morales ˙⋆✮
Kinktober Day Six - Frottage - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.4k]
Summary: After a flying lesson, you find yourself drawn to the man in the pilot seat. Luckily for you, Frankie knows exactly what you need.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Established Relationship
✮⋆˙ Din Djarin ˙⋆✮
Kinktober Day Nine - Gloryhole - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [1.6k]
Summary: Din just wants some quick pleasure. You just want to enjoy your job for once. Both of you get more than you bargained for.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Prostitution, Oral Sex, Strangers, Semi-Public
✮⋆˙ Javi Gutierrez ˙⋆✮
Kinktober Day Twentyone - Lingerie - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌 [2.1k]
Summary: Javi usually gets the movie memorabilia he loves so much for his birthday. This year, he gets something infinitely better.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Birthday Sex, Lingerie, Kissing, Fluff, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Fingering, P in V Sex
✮⋆˙ Tim Rockford ˙⋆✮
Kinktober Day Twentynine - Breathplay - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️ [2.1k]
Summary: After a successful case, everyone goes out to celebrate. Everyone except your boss, Tim Rockford. But, with an empty office to make use of, you both find your own way to celebrate.
Tags: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Choking, Coworker Reader, Female Reader, Office Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Secret Relationship
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Top right gif by: @palioom, bottom left gif by: @pedrorascal
The picture above is not an indication of the reader’s appearance. I just thought it perfectly illustrated a position they perform.
Pairing: Javier Peña x Spanish-speaking f!reader AND Tim Rockford x Spanish-speaking f!reader (Spanish translations are provided. The only characteristics described for the reader are her shorter height compared to Javi and Tim, with Tim being 6'3", and her hair that can be pulled.)
Word count: 12.7k+
Summary: When you discover your boyfriend has been cheating on you, your first instinct is to call your best friends and co-workers, Javi and Tim. They rush to your house to offer their support. As you talk through your feelings and emotions, you eventually propose the idea of a threesome to them, and you tell them you want to record everything. (Inspired by ‘4k’ by El Alfa)
Rating: 18+ Explicit content (MDNI)
Warnings: Cheating (from unnamed character), SMUT: MMF threesome (no mlm), alcohol is consumed before sex, filming sexual acts, revenge sex I guess?, use of the word cunt referring to anatomy, oral (female and male receiving), deepthroating, hand job, dirty talk, unprotected PIV sex, use of a plug, anal play, anal sex, Javi and Tim get a little competitive, cream pies, Tim’s glasses, and shoulder holster stay ON (Please let me know if I forgot anything!)
The cozy living room bathed in the soft, comforting glow of natural light filtering through billowing white and blue curtains. Nestled upon the plush expanse of your pristine sofa, you clutched a half-empty wine glass with your freshly painted nails, a shade similar to the inside of a cherry. Your eyes occasionally wandered to the promise of a future celebration: a chilled bottle of Moët champagne perched on the minibar just behind you.
As your fingers delicately unlocked your phone, the gentle chime of a notification filled the air, and you released a heavy sigh, brushing the message aside without a second thought. It was yet another text from your soon-to-be-ex, an unwelcome reminder of the painful betrayal that had shaken your world. Anger now surged within you, overpowering the initial heartbreak.
You decided to text your two closest friends, Javi and Tim, on your group chat, feeling an overwhelming need for support:
'Come over, please.'
Once you saw their immediate reply, you were able to relax.
'Do you need anything?'
'Voy (going)'
You sent a thumbs-up emoji to Javi and then replied to Tim, 'Nothing from the store, Tim. Just the both of you.'
As you waited for their arrival, time seemed to stretch endlessly. The only sounds breaking the silence in the room were the gentle ticking of the wall clock and the faint clinking of your wine glass as you took a few slow sips.
The future conversation weighed on your mind as you considered how to confront your boyfriend about his infidelity. It was the moment you had dreaded since finding out, but it had finally arrived. You were determined in your decision—to end the relationship and cut ties with him forever—but the words and the anticipation of his reaction were giving you doubts.
Yet, even as anxiety gnawed at your thoughts, there was a parallel feeling of relief. You knew that, with Tim and Javi by your side, you had a support system. They would not only offer advice but also a sense of security. You knew that if anything were to go wrong, they would be there to protect you, both emotionally and, if need be, physically.
Soon, the sound of cars pulling into your driveway filtered through the curtains, and you knew the guys had arrived. A mixture of nervousness and excitement coursed through your veins as you made your way to the door.
Tim rang the doorbell politely while Javi pounded on the door impatiently. You swung the door open, revealing your tear-stained face, and their expressions shifted from curiosity to concern.
Javier cut right to the chase. "Why were you crying?" he asked, his eyes narrowing in on you as he stepped inside.
You hesitated for a fleeting moment, then replied, "Oh, it's nothing. Come in," urging them to enter before gently closing the door after Tim.
The three of you stood in the entryway, an unspoken tension lingering in the air. Their concerned gazes remained locked onto you as if trying to read your soul.
"What do you mean, 'it's nothing'? You were clearly crying," Tim pushed his glasses up, his voice filled with worry.
"I'm fine," you downplayed, turning around and walking away, attempting to deflect their concern. "Do you want some Moët?" You gestured toward the ice-filled bucket on the meticulously arranged mini bar.
"What are we celebrating?" Javi asked, following you into the living room.
"I'm breaking up with him," you declared, your back still turned to them.
"Finally!" Javier exclaimed, his relief evident in his tone.
Tim elbowed him somewhat gently. "Don't you have manners?" he scolded Javi.
You turned around to face them, your eyes revealing the truth. "Is that why I've been crying?" Tim asked softly, his concern etched across his features.
With a nod, you confirmed, "I found out he's been cheating on me. But my doctor called me today to say all my tests came back clean, so yay."
Javi, realizing the gravity of the situation, took a step closer to you, his earlier exuberance now replaced by understanding. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all of this." He said, his tone sincere.
Tim nodded in agreement. "We're here for you," he reassured you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.
His touch sent a shiver down your spine, igniting something deep within you that you had long suppressed. Unbidden, a rush of attraction surged through your veins, and you couldn't help but feel intensely drawn to him. As his fingertips continued to rub small, soothing circles against your skin, a wave of desire coursed through you, starting as a tingling warmth at the point of contact and gradually spreading like wildfire. Your heart quickened its pace, and you felt a growing heat pooling in your abdomen.
Stop! you scolded yourself internally, your inner voice trying to quell the sudden surge of desire. He just touched your shoulder. Calm down.
Clearing your throat, you gently release yourself from Tim's touch and move to sit on the couch, whispering, "Thank you," your voice still trembling with emotion. “Sorry. It's just- it's embarrassing to be cheated on. I should've known. I’m a detective, for God’s sake," you admitted with a touch of self-blame.
Tim and Javi followed you to the couch, sandwiching you between them.
Tim's tone carried an edge of frustration as he interrupted firmly, "You’re a detective, not a goddamn fortune teller."
"No tiene por que darte vergüenza. It's that asshole's fault. Not yours. He should be ashamed. Not you," Javier declared, his anger aimed squarely at your unfaithful boyfriend for causing you such pain and self-doubt.
You let out a deep breath, feeling a weight lift from your shoulders. "You're both right." You lightened the heavy atmosphere with a dry chuckle. "At least he didn't give me an STD. That's the last thing I need."
"That's what we're drinking to. No STDs and no more deadweight," you declared, starting to rise from the sofa when Tim's commanding tone stopped you. "Sit. I'll open the champagne," he insisted, while Javi remained steadfastly by your side on the couch.
You tried, though mostly failed, to ignore the way Tim's tone made your stomach churn. You settled back into your seat, semi-aware that your expression might have appeared somewhat befuddled at that moment.
Tim walked over to the mini bar, taking your wine glass, and you could hear the crinkling sound as he carefully removed the foil wrapper and wire cage.
Javi's voice broke through your fantasy, pulling you back to the present. "How are you breaking up with him?"
Then, the room was filled with the distinct, satisfying sound of the champagne cork being expertly popped open by Tim. The soft, rhythmic clinking of glass followed as he poured the effervescent liquid into the flutes.
"That's what I was hoping you two would help me with," you admitted, your gaze shifting between Tim and Javi.
Tim comes back, and with his massive hands, he manages to bring three glasses. Your mind goes back to picturing sinful images, and you mutter out a quiet thanks before bringing the flute to your lips trying to drown the alcohol and your feelings.
Unbeknownst to you, Javi and Tim’s attention lingered on your plump lips as they caressed the rim of the glass.
You sipped the bubbly liquid and said, "I want it to be clear but not hurtful. I don't want to stoop to his level.”
Tim leaned forward, "What if you send him a text?" he suggested. "That way you can be direct and done with him pretty quick."
Javi wanted to oppose this idea. He leaned in as well, his voice filled with righteous indignation. "Or," he interjected, "you could make that cheating douchebag boyfriend of yours eat his heart out."
Tim objected with a shake of his head. "No," he said firmly, "let's not give him the satisfaction of knowing he got to you. A simple, straightforward text will suffice."
You chewed on your lips, deep in thought. After a moment, you looked up and spoke, "You know what," you said while rubbing your thighs, "Tim's right. I just want to be done with him already."
"It's the sensible choice," Tim said with a reassuring smile.
Javi was like a devil on your shoulder, his voice dripping with righteous indignation. "Are you sure about this, cariño?" he questioned, clearly still convinced that your cheating boyfriend deserved to feel the full weight of his actions.
"I am. It’ll be quick and easy," you replied firmly as you grabbed your phone. "What do I say?"
"Start with something like, 'We need to talk.'"
You nodded, appreciating Tim's calm and practical approach. Your fingers danced across the screen as you followed his lead. "Okay," you replied, "I've written that. What's next?"
“I know about your infidelity,” Javi proposed.
You didn't hesitate to incorporate his words into the message. "Done," you declared.
As you waited for Tim's next suggestion, Javi couldn't resist chiming in. "Tell him it's over because you deserve better," he urged. "Make him realize what he's lost, and let him feel it."
You considered his input and began incorporating it into the message. "All right," you said, "I've added that part. ¿Y ahora? (Now?)"
“'I don’t tolerate cheating, and I can't continue this relationship. It's over.’” Tim suggested and you typed. The room fell into an uneasy silence as you continued to type, longer and more furiously than before.
Javi and Tim exchanged a confused glance, their concern growing with each passing second, wondering why you were taking so long to send the message.
“How does this sound, 'We need to talk. I know about your infidelity. It’s over because I deserve better. I deserve someone who will be faithful and will respect me. I don’t tolerate cheating, and I can't continue this relationship. It's over. Do me a favor, and never contact me again.'”
They started nodding in agreement before you continued with an emotional outburst, “Malparido, I gave you my heart, and you stomped all over it. Te odio y espero que te vayas al infierno y que te pudras por mentiroso y traicionero, maldito animal rastrero. ("Bastard, I gave you my heart, and you stomped all over it. I hate you and I hope you go to hell and rot for being a liar and a traitor, you fucking creeping animal.)”
They were a bit shocked at the intensity of your words, and although Tim wasn't fluent in Spanish, judging by the words he did understand and your tone, he knew you had torn into your boyfriend.
Javier couldn't contain his laughter, and it echoed through the living room. After catching his breath, he said, “Okay, now you're just writing the entirety of 'Rata de Dos Patas.' But honestly, he deserves worse.”
You sighed in frustration. "Ugh! This isn't working," you admitted. "I don't think a text will be enough to keep him away. ¡'Tá bien hueco para comprender que nunca lo quiero ver! (He’s so dumb to comprehend I’d never want to see him again!)"
"Alright, I'm going to throw this out there," Tim proposed, "what if you call him and then dump him? He doesn't deserve a face-to-face anyway."
"No! You're thinking inside the box, Rockford," Javi interjected. "She needs to make him regret betraying her."
Curious and open to ideas, you turned to Javi. "Like what?" you asked, wondering what he had in mind.
Javi paused, deep in thought. "Mmm… I don't know," he admitted.
"¡Ay! ¿Entonces? (Ugh! So?)"
"Ya, (Enough)" he calmed you down. "I just need some more alcohol, and then I will design you a step-by-step plan."
Tim rose from his seat, his towering figure casting a protective shadow over the room. "I'll get the bottle," he offered.
Javi nodded in agreement, his mind already racing with ideas to help you exact the perfect revenge on your unfaithful ex-boyfriend. "And I'll get my thinking cap on," he added with a mischievous glint in his eye.
As soon as the words left Javier’s mouth, Tim returned with the bottle of champagne. He poured more bubbly into your glasses, and you all raised a toast.
"To new beginnings and leaving the past behind," Tim said, clinking his glass against yours and Javi's.
“That y que se chingue su puta madre ese pendejo,” Javi said, taking a hearty sip of champagne.
“Uh… ditto to what you said,” Tim replied a bit unsure, causing you to chuckle.
You offered a translation, "He said, 'And may that dumbass screw his fucking mother.' Uh… it makes more sense in Spanish. Haven't you been around us long enough to catch onto what we say?"
“I ignore him,” Tim pointed at Javi, “most of the time if I’m being honest,” he admitted with a grin.
Your laughter filled the room, and it was contagious, with even Javi unable to resist joining in. As your laughter rang out, both Javi and Tim couldn't help but feel their pulses quicken. It wasn't the champagne that was making their hearts race; it was the deep feelings they held for you that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.
Among the shared laughter, your mind wandered involuntarily to your ex and the painful memories he had left behind. Anger and resentment welled up within you, reigniting your determination to make him get a taste of his own medicine.
"Remember what I said about not stooping to his level? Fuck that. I want him to hurt just like I did," you declared, your tone determined.
"That's my girl!" Javi exclaimed happily, his words bringing a warm rush to your chest.
Tim, sitting beside you, crossed his arms on the sofa, his curiosity evident in his low, measured tone. "What are you thinking of?" he asked.
Javier responds for you, “Nothing illegal, ‘cus, duh!” He referred to all of you working for law enforcement.
“What if you go on a date with someone and upload the picture to Facebook?” Tim proposed.
You took a big sip of your drink, contemplating the suggestion.
“It’s 2020, old man. Not many people use Facebook now.” Javi teased.
“¡Ey, dejá de hablarle así! (Hey, stop talking to him like that!)” You said, smacking Javier’s arm lightly, a small scowl on your face as you defended Tim.
“But, you know what? I think that’ll work,” you said, a sly grin spreading across your face. “Fuckin' asshole was projecting. It’s sick that he thought I was cheating on him with you guys,” you added, laughing as the Moët began to affect you ever so slightly.
“Why would he think that?” Tim asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.
“Um,” you hesitated for a moment, then leaned in closer, your voice dropping to a whisper. “He got it out of me that I found both of you attractive.”
Javier's eyes widened with realization, and a cocky grin crept onto his face. "Ah, I knew it."
You felt your cheeks heat up and stammered, "You knew?" Mortification washed over you at the thought.
"I'd be a horrible cop to not notice your stares," Javi explained with a teasing glint in his eye, trying to ease your embarrassment.
While Javi was well aware of your unspoken attraction, Tim remained oblivious to your feelings. It wasn't because Tim was a bad detective; quite the opposite, he was an excellent one. He had occasionally caught your eyes lingering on him, on his shoulders, on his hands, even on his mouth. However, he had convinced himself that you saw him only as a friend and colleague, never imagining that you might reciprocate the feelings he had for you.
Tim felt like a schoolboy, and despite his attempts to prevent it, a flush of red crept up his cheeks.
You didn’t notice, but Javi did. He started brainstorming.
"You want revenge?" Javier asked, implying he had an idea in mind.
You said yes.
"What if you use us?" Javier's husky voice suggested, his dark eyes smoldering with desire as he gazed at you, a hint of a seductive smile playing on his lips.
You nodded, your desire for revenge on your ex simmering beneath the surface, but what you truly craved at that moment was the touch of Javi and Tim, the electrifying connection that had been building for far too long.
Tim, his usual composed demeanor slipping away, gently placed his champagne glass on the coffee table. His strong, calloused hand cupped your chin, tilting your face upwards with a tenderness that spoke volumes. As he leaned in, your heart raced in anticipation. Leaning closer, he brushed his lips against yours in a kiss that was both tender and electric. Your heart danced a frenetic waltz in your chest, and you felt the fiery spark of longing ignite within you. The kiss deepened, and you couldn't help but respond with hunger you hadn't realized you'd been holding back. A moan escaped your lips as you deepened the kiss. Tim seemed surprised by your sudden change of demeanor. He pulled back from you after only a few moments, leaving the two of you panting. His face flushed pink as he stared down at you, his dark black eyes wide with shock.
Before he could utter a word, Javier interrupted as he leaned over your shoulder and put his lips right next to your ear. "Are you sure?" he whispered in your ear, his breath hot on your skin. You shivered and whined, "Mhm" in response. Javier chuckled lightly, and he kissed your neck, trailing kisses from your ear to the top of your collarbone.
"Are you sure?" Tim asked again, his brows furrowing in concern.
Javi added, "Yeah, you've been drinking—"
"No!" you cut them off firmly. "I promise I'm not intoxicated. I didn't finish the wine; I only had like two ounces, and the Moët isn't clouding my thoughts. I want to do this."
Javi exchanged a glance with Tim, both of them still worried but taking your word. Javi spoke softly, "We just need to be sure you're completely comfortable with this, that's all."
You appreciated their concern and offered a reassuring smile. "I want this, I really do."
As you spoke, you couldn't help but wonder, "Are you both sure too?"
Javier and Tim exchanged glances again, silently communicating their agreement. Then, Javi nodded and spoke for both of them, "We're sure, mi amor (my love). This is something we've all thought about for a long time, and we want it just as much as you do."
After the words left Javi’s mouth, he lowered his head back to the crook of your neck. The warmth of his tongue and teeth caused goosebumps to erupt on your skin. You sighed softly as you closed your eyes, enjoying the feel of his warm lips against your skin, his body close to yours. Javier's breath tickled the sensitive spot behind your ear, causing it to tingle more, sending waves of pleasure through you.
When you opened your eyes, Tim's gaze bore into you, his dark, intense eyes filled with a myriad of emotions. Desire, longing, and a hint of uncertainty danced in the depths of his soulful black irises, while his pupils dilated, betraying the intensity of his feelings. His breath, warm and tinged with anticipation, brushed against your lips as he hovered inches away from your face. You could practically taste the sweetness of the champagne that lingered on his lips, and the air between you crackled with electric tension.
Sensing Tim's uncertainty about his place in this newfound dynamic, you gently stroked his cheek with your fingertips, reassuring him that you wanted him just as much. With that unspoken permission, you kissed him again, deeper than before. When he finally pulled away, you were breathless, almost dizzy from how much you wanted him. A feeling akin to euphoria pulsed through you, making your pulse race even faster.
You felt Javi's hands make their way to your jeans, tugging at the zipper. He slipped his fingers under the fabric of your pants and traced the outline of your underwear with his fingertip before running them slowly across the inside of your thighs. The movement sent a bolt of arousal straight to your core, and you groaned, arching into Javi's touch. You heard Javier chuckle at the sound of your reaction, and you felt his fingers slide underneath your panties and skim over the soft flesh of your inner thigh. You moaned at the feeling of his cool fingers on your heated skin. When his digits reached your opening, you gasped in surprise, a gasp turned into an involuntary whimper as he went up and teased your clit. Javi rubbed small circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing a tingling sensation to spread from your center.
"Don't stop," you pleaded.
Tim sat on the sofa, observing in silence as he heard you whisper, "Please don't stop."
Javier smirked at you and pressed a kiss against your temple. Then, without any further preamble, he began to push a finger into your entrance, teasing your wetness, making you gasp and grip onto Javi's biceps. Javier's finger slid into you easily, and he began to pump slowly, adding another digit when you started to squirm.
Tim leaned forward and reached for the hem of your shirt. "Sweetheart, I can hear your heart racing. Do you want to stop? We can pause if you like."
You shook your head fervently, a desperate plea in your eyes as you tried to convey to Tim that this wasn't about stopping. You needed him, and the only words you were capable of forming, once again, were, "Don't-" but you were abruptly interrupted, a soft gasp escaping your lips as Javi's skilled hands continued to work their magic on your pussy. "Don't stop. Please, you managed to utter amidst the waves of pleasure coursing through you.
He pulled your shirt up over your head and threw it to the ground somewhere near the door. His eyes were glued to your bra, licking his lips hungrily, drinking in every detail, committing every inch of you to memory. You moaned softly when he trailed a single finger along your collarbone before continuing downwards, touching your nipples through your bra, pinching them softly, eliciting a pleasured gasp from your lips. The pressure was enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through you, and you writhed against him, pressing your lips together so that you wouldn't let out another moan.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in your head, and you exclaimed, "Wait!"
Both men immediately pulled back, their faces filled with concern as they simultaneously asked, "What's wrong?" Tim voiced his worry in front of you, while Javi's concern came from behind.
"Nothing! It's just..." you began, briefly second-guessing your idea but deciding to voice it anyway, "Would you guys be okay with um recording ourselves?"
Javi and Tim's mouths parted slightly, their eyes widening in surprise.
"I want to film us having sex," you admitted, your voice tinged with excitement. "It won't ever get released, I promise. It will only be for the three of us."
Tim's cock twitched at your proposal. He couldn't believe that he would be able to relive the day over and over.
He would be able to reexperience the feeling of being inside you, kissing you, tasting you, caressing you... and, above all else, he would be able to see you come undone beneath him. His cock hardened at the thought of that.
"Of course," Javi groaned, nodding vigorously. "I'm game, babygirl."
You glanced towards Tim, a slight smirk gracing your lips. You knew he was just as excited as you were.
Tim leaned forward and pulled you into a passionate kiss. His tongue plunged into your mouth, and his fingers found themselves buried in your hair. You moaned softly and ran your hands up and down his muscular torso.
"Save it for the camera, guys," Javi teased, and you pulled away, feeling a bit flustered. He reached for his phone, but you gently wrapped your fingers around his wrist, guiding his hand back down to the sofa.
"No," you said firmly, your voice laced with desire. "I don't want to use your phone. It's low quality."
Javi gave you an amused look but didn't argue as he placed his phone next to him on the coffee table.
Tim looked at you, curiosity and desire still swirling in his eyes. "What do you want to use to film it?" he asked, his voice husky.
You glanced between the two of them, a mischievous smile playing on your lips. "Tim," you began, "your camcorder films at 4k, right?"
Tim's eyes widened as he realized where you were going with this. "Yeah," he replied, a slow grin spreading across his face. "It does. It shoots in 4K, and it has a built-in mic, so it's pretty good."
"Remember you left it here after using it for bird watching, and you haven't taken it home," you add.
"Fucking hillbilly," Javier muttered under his breath, shaking his head at Tim's hobby of birdwatching.
"Where's the camera?" Tim asked, urgency evident in his voice.
Conveniently, it was in the nearest closet. "In the closet," you replied.
Javi raced to search for it. After a moment, he found the huge box, and when he opened it, he saw the camera and tripod. Javier had never been more grateful for Tim's penchant for birdwatching.
An impatient Javier quickly started setting up the tripod and the camcorder. He unfolded the legs with dexterity but soon looked confused as to how to turn on the camcorder. He muttered to himself while pressing buttons with impatience.
Meanwhile, Tim was preoccupied with gently caressing your thighs, his fingers slowly snaking their way to the inside of your jeans. Before he could do so, he heard Javi's struggles.
"Having trouble there, Peña?" Tim asked, an amused grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "I thought you were the tech-savvy one, didn't you just make fun of me for still being on Facebook?"
Javier shot him a mock glare before admitting, "Okay, fine. I need your help, old man."
Tim chuckled and got up from the couch, walking over to the camera. He expertly turned it on and began to set it up while playfully retorting, "Old man?" he clicked his tongue, "At least I know how to work this thing."
As Tim powered on the camcorder and adjusted the settings, Javi couldn't help but make a jab at Tim. "Well, at least I don't need reading glasses yet, old man."
You defended Tim, saying, "Ay, Javi, apenas y puedes manejar por estar medio ciego. (Javi, you can barely drive because you're half blind.)"
"Por qué siempre lo defiendes a él y a mí no? (Why do you always defend him and not me?)" Javier asked.
"Stop pouting. El día que él te haga lo mismo... (The day he does the same to you…)"
Javi smiled, thinking you were going to say that the day Tim did the same thing to him, you would defend him.
But you continued, "Ahí veré, abusivo. (I’ll see, bully)"
His smile vanished as you said you'd see what to do instead of immediately defending him. "Watch it, or I won't put out," he threatened.
"Yes, you will," Tim and you answered in sync.
Javi rolled his eyes, knowing there was no way he would leave now, and focused on attaching the camcorder to the tripod.
Tim used you as the focal point to fine-tune the camera's view. Your heart raced as he adjusted the zoom and settings, and you couldn't help but feel a heady mix of excitement and anticipation.
You sat on the couch feeling the excitement building in the room. As Tim was adjusting the lens, he couldn't help but murmur, "You're going to look incredible on film, sweetheart."
A smile crossed your lips, and you said nothing. The image of yourself on the screen captured by one of Tim's cameras, naked and writhing beneath him, was intoxicating.
Once everything was set up and adjusted, Tim and Javi walked back to the couch, their eyes still filled with a mixture of desire and anticipation.
Your heart beat wildly in your chest as you watched them approach. They sat down on either side of you, and you smiled shyly as they leaned in closer to you.
With a firm but gentle grip, Javi's strong hands settled on your hips. Slowly, he guided your body, turning you to the left to face him directly. As your eyes locked onto him, you saw nothing but adoration, a burning intensity that set your heart ablaze. Without a moment's hesitation, he closed the distance, his lips crashing into yours with an ardent hunger, igniting a passionate flame that consumed both of you.
The kiss was so intense that it swept you off your feet, quite literally. You found yourself transitioning from sitting on the couch to kneeling on it, your mouth still passionately connected to Javi's. In the process, your body pressed firmly against him, inadvertently presenting your behind to Tim, causing him to groan.
With desire pooling in his eyes, Tim gently hooked his thumbs on your pants and sensually helped you remove them. As your pants slid down, both he and the camera captured a perfect, tantalizing view of your plump ass.
His lips, warm and hungry, peppered a trail of soft kisses along your spine, igniting a trail of fervent desire, while his hand glided sensually from the curve of your spine down to the delicate fabric of your panties. You gasped into Javi's mouth when Tim began to massage you through your panties.
"Mmm..." you breathed, your knees shaking, "please, please."
Tim smiled devilishly as he pushed inside your panties. His fingers landing on your clit, rubbing it gently, creating a pleasant friction. "Tell me what you need," he rasped huskily.
You nodded eagerly, biting your lip in order to prevent a moan from passing through your lips. "Please. Don't stop," you whispered, barely managing to form the words between panting breaths.
Javi smiled, his gaze never breaking contact with yours. "How do you want us baby?”
“Every way,” you wine, and you were answered by a deep moan from Tim, followed by a soft groan from Javi. Tim took his time to tease you, and your breathing grew faster and heavier when you felt one of Tim's fingers slip in. “Ahh... fuck!” you gasped.
Javier smirked at your reaction. "That sounds like it feels good, doesn't it?" he cooed, his hand moving from your face to your hips.
"Yes...” you said weakly. You could feel the slickness coating your pussy, which made you whimper. "I need m-more...”
"You take the lead," Javi whispered with a husky intensity that sent shivers down your spine.
"We'll do anything for you," Tim added, his voice low and full of desire.
Your voice, soft but brimming with confidence, caressed the words, "Okay. Then... I want to be against the wall."
With a collective, synchronized movement, Javier and Tim rose from the sofa, their towering figures looking at you still kneeling. Their hands, warm and possessive, found yours. Slowly, they guided you off the couch, their touch igniting sparks of hunger that danced across your skin.
As your feet touched the floor, you stood before them, your heart pounding in your chest. It was as if time had frozen, and you all took a moment to savor the intensity of the moment.
Their eyes, dark and filled with desire, drank you in from head to toe, tracing every curve and contour of your body with an insatiable hunger. The room's dim light accentuates the contours of your form, their gazes locked onto your every inch.
You stood before them, adorned in a deep silk-red bra that seemed to be woven from the finest threads of desire itself. The upper half of the cups imitated the color of your skin tone, a beautiful contrast to the passionate red that adorned the rest of the fabric. Intricate black lace gracefully adorned over half of each bra cup, its stunning floral patterns tracing a sensual contour along the swell of your breasts. The lace's trimmings extended gently, their featherlight caress brushing your bare skin.
A silk black bow sat at the center gore of your bra, its satin finish glistening in the light of the room. Dangling from the bow, a single pearl danced with every subtle movement.
Your matching panties were an exquisite set. They mirrored the color of your bra, the silk material illuminating in the seductive lighting in the room. The center panel of the panties was a rich, deep red silk with a wet patch indicating the desire that pulsed within you. Its texture is smooth and cool against your heated skin. It felt luxurious and sensual as it grazed over your most intimate places.
The same skin color fabric beneath delicate black lace covered the fabric on either side of the red silk, adding an intricate layer of allure. It felt soft and comfortable against your skin, a gentle caress that heightened the sensations coursing through your body.
As you stood before Javier and Tim, their intense gazes explored every inch of your nearly naked form. Normally, having two sets of eyes roaming your body might make you self-conscious, but those thoughts dissipate. You sensed the hunger in their looks, yet more than that, you could feel the depth of their love for you. It was a moment of absolute vulnerability, yet it filled you with a profound sense of empowerment. You knew they desired you, body and soul, and it sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through you.
"Jesus Christ. You're killing me, bebecita (baby girl)." Javi's hushed voice echoed throughout the room as he slowly stepped closer.
As soon as your fingers touched each other, a spark ignited, and a fiery explosion erupted between your two lovers. Each of them gripped onto your wrists, leading you to the wall.
As soon as your fingers touched each other, a spark ignited, and a fiery explosion erupted. Each of them gripped onto your wrists, leading you to the wall.
Javier positioned himself with his back against the wall, his muscular and broad frame making a striking silhouette. He leaned in to place a tender kiss on your lips, igniting a spark of anticipation that coursed through your body. Gently, he turned you around, his strong arms circling your hips as he lifted you, cradling you against his broad-clothed chest.
With a firm grip, he guided your legs apart, inviting Tim into the intimate embrace.
Tim, fully clothed too, knelt before you. His gaze, framed by the black-rimmed glasses, locked onto yours with a mixture of desire and affection, his dark eyes mirroring the passion that burned within him.
Javi's hand, resting gently on your stomach, ensured your stability as Tim tenderly spread your legs open.
Tim's fingertips danced along the curvature of your inner thigh, igniting a symphony of sensations that made you exhale sharply. He left a trail of fire in his wake with each caress, coaxing your eyes to close as you submitted to the breathtaking intensity of his touch.
As his skillful fingers ventured higher, you could feel your heartbeat quicken in anticipation.
Finally, with a skillful maneuver, Tim removed your panties, revealing your most intimate desires to him. As the delicate fabric slipped away, a rush of desire washed over him, and his eyes locked onto your bare pussy. His gaze was filled with awe and a hunger that bordered on the primal as if he had unveiled a treasure he had long sought after.
"Fuck," he breathed out, amazed at your glistening sex.
Behind you, Javi's breath hitched audibly as he too saw your now-exposed form.
With a soft breath, Tim lowered his head and inhaled the scent of your sex. He reached out with his fingertips and lightly stroked the soft curls surrounding your sensitive center.
As he drew closer, his face brushed against your delicate skin, the faintest hint of stubble and mustache sending electrifying sparks of sensation through you. The texture of his facial hair against your skin added to your already heightened nerves, making your heart race even faster.
With a gentle touch, Tim's tongue began its sensual exploration. He ran his tongue along your folds, licking and nibbling at your tender folds until you cried out in pleasure. You whimpered softly when he tasted your outer lips, and when his tongue lapped up the moisture that coated your folds, you mewled, but the sound was muffled when Javi smashed his lips against yours.
Tim's tongue ventured further, tracing circles around your pussyhole, the rhythmic motion causing your arousal to flow even more freely. He swirled his warm tongue around the opening as he sucked in air and expelled it rhythmically, filling his nostrils with the enticing scent. When he pushed his tongue inside you, it elicited an even louder moan from you. Your hands fisted his short curls, pulling him closer and closer to you, causing him to moan.
All Tim could think as he was in between your thighs was, she tastes so fucking good. He couldn't believe he had been missing out on your taste for so long.
From his current position, Tim's nose won't come into contact with your clit, and just when you're thinking, I need-oh god! My clit-, Javi uses his free hand to stroke your clit, sending your arousal soaring, and as Tim continued to suck your juices into his mouth, you couldn't take it anymore you started moaning uncontrollably.
In a frenzied moment, your fingers clenched tightly into Tim's hair, his black and white strands slipping between your trembling knuckles. Simultaneously, you reached for Javier's hand, desperate to anchor yourself as you felt yourself tipping over the edge. Your fingers intertwined with his, clutching onto the reassuring warmth of his touch resting on your stomach.
You didn't get a chance to give a warning before your orgasm crashed, only crying out, "Oh my god!" as you came hard all over Tim’s mouth. Cum dripped freely into his mouth as he kept sucking on you, savoring every single drop of your taste.
When you finally calmed down enough to breathe again, you looked down at Tim, whose beard was covered in the remnants of your fluids. With your index finger, you lightly traced the outline of his lips, smiling softly when he said, "God, you taste so good, baby."
"Thank you," you breathed out happily and fell back on Javi's chest.
Tim pressed a tender kiss on your thigh, his lips a soft caress against your heated skin. He carefully lowered your legs from his shoulders, and Javier took hold of them so you wouldn't fall over. Tim rose to his feet and motioned to Javi to pass you over. Javi gently transferred you from his arms to Tim's, cradling you securely.
In your blissful state, you couldn't make out the details of their conversation, but you did catch Tim instructing Javi to carry the camera to the bedroom while he carried you upstairs.
Before you could fully register it, Tim carefully laid you down on your bed. The sensations coursing through your body intensified as he peppered your neck with kisses. You began to regain awareness of your surroundings, just in time to witness Javi entering the room and placing the tripod down.
Javi moved closer, positioning himself beside you, ensuring that he wouldn't obstruct the camcorder's view. He licked his lips in anticipation and felt his hardened cock twitch just watching your breasts rise and fall with your breathing.
Tim delicately toyed with the silk straps of your bra, stroking your skin in the process, his touch sending shivers across your skin. He leaned in, his voice a sensual whisper as he asked, "Can I take this off, baby?"
You stared at him with hooded eyes before nodding, "Please." He slowly undid the clasp at the back of your bra, removing it in one swift motion and dropping it to the floor. Your breasts fell out of the garment, exposing your naked body to the men staring at you hungrily.
Javi emitted a low, appreciative groan, his eyes devouring every inch of your exposed skin. "Dios mío (my god)," he muttered, unable to conceal his awe.
Tim's breath hitched audibly as his gaze locked onto your bare breasts. "You're so beautiful," he murmured in a voice that sounded like he was in pain.
Javi slowly brought his lips to each breast, nipping softly as he sucked a stiff nipple into his mouth.
You were going to moan Javi's name, but as soon as you felt a second mouth on you, your moan turned into "Ja-Ahh!" because Tim couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned forward, his lips finding your other breast and sucking on it, making you cry out.
Both sets of lips were warm and eager as they closed around your sensitive flesh and sucked greedily. "Oh..." you gasped, arching your hips upwards into the air.
Your hands fisted their hair and it only encouraged them to suck more intensely. You felt their teeth scrape and you whimpered loudly and cried out "Tim! Javi!"
I think- ah! I think I can come from this alone.
Not even two seconds later, the two mouths left you with swollen and reddened lips and you were left gasping for air.
Your breasts were sore and heavy, your pussy throbbing painfully. But as quickly as you were able to recover, you sat up, pushing yourself up.
"Holy fuck," you managed to stammer out hoarsely. Your desire-filled eyes shifted between Javi and Tim, lingering on their still-clothed bodies. A mischievous smile played on your lips as you declared, "This isn't fair, you two still have your clothes on."
Javi chuckled, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Entonces, qué estas esperando? (So, what are you waiting for?)"
You wasted no time, taking hold of Javi's white dress shirt collar as you straddled him, although not meeting his hips, making him swallow his laugh. With a teasing glint in your eyes, you reach for the buttons.
As you patiently unbutton the first button, your fingers brush lightly against his chest as you reveal his toned physique. With that first button undone, your lips descended to kiss a sliver of his exposed skin, making Javi shiver below you. The warmth of your mouth against his bare flesh sent jolts of pleasure through him, and he couldn't help but moan softly, "Mmmm."
With each button undone, your lips found the newly exposed tan skin. Your fingers traced the contours of Javi's well-defined pecs, brushing over one of his nipples. At the contact, he gasps and bucks his hips up, seeking yours, making you smile.
Tim watched from the side, his thoughts running wild as he admired the sight. Asshole becomes putty in her hands, but who wouldn't? Just look at her... he mused, his eyes locked on you and Javi.
You throw Javi's shirt on the floor, and you let your fingers glide down his stomach, tracing the trail of dark hair that makes your mouth water. The temptation to fully sit down on Javi's lap and grind against the evident bulge was almost overwhelming, but you restrained yourself.
Instead, you shift your attention to Tim. You climbed off Javi's lap, straddling Tim as you took hold of his black and white striped suit jacket, peeling it halfway down his shoulders. Your eyes widened when you caught sight of something black peeking out beneath his jacket.
A rush of surprise and want coursed through you as you realized it was Tim's black leather gun holster. Your breath hitched at the sight, and Tim immediately noticed the change in your demeanor.
"I didn't get a chance to take it off because I had just gotten home from work, and I'd locked up my gun before you called me," Tim explained, his voice tinged with regret. "Ran out the door in a hurry and didn't take it off."
He raised his hand to remove the holster, but you quickly stopped him, saying, "And I won't take it off right now."
The corner of Tim's lip rose in a small smirk. "Alright then, sweetheart." He kissed your cheek softly.
Javier, with a salacious smirk, said, "Ya sabía que te gustaba nuestros pistoleros. (I knew you liked our holsters)" His eyes danced with amusement as he teased, clearly enjoying your preferences in the bedroom.
You mirror Javi's grin and move over to open your bedside drawer, reaching for a small silk drawstring bag.
You looked at both Javier and Tim, your expression serious as you broached the topic. "I don't want to use condoms tonight. Are you guys okay with that?"
Why the hell does she want to kill me?
I swear I'm not going to last
Tim Nods and says, "I'm clean."
Javier adds, "Yeah, me too. Clean as a whistle."
Unbeknownst to you, they had made a bet on who could stay celibate, and neither of them had broken their pact.
You open the bag, holding two items that had been on your mind. You asked, "Do you guys want to try something a little different?" As you spoke, you took out a bottle of lube and a brand-new red heart jewel plug.
Their eyes widened, mouths practically dropped open, and they both groaned in response.
Javier couldn't resist stroking himself through his pants.
You hand the items to Tim and flip over, showing him your ass.
"Fuck" he hisses as you present yourself to him. He reaches out and gently massages your ass, squeezing it lovingly.
You sigh contentedly as you feel Tim's hot mouth taking possession around the tight ring of your muscle.
You gasp as his tongue slips inside of you, and then you moan, grabbing onto Javi. The feeling of Tim's tongue swirling around you sends tremors shooting through your whole body. You close your eyes and let your head fall back as you whine loudly in satisfaction.
"Ah! Tim Fuck, please." You squirm in pleasure as he licks you with relish. The sound of his tongue raking over your tight hole has you pushing your ass back involuntarily. It feels heavenly.
So good, so good, so good... you chant in your head over and over.
Javi stands there captivated, unable to tear his gaze from devouring your body. He's mesmerized by your every move and motion; his dick throbs watching how you writhe against Tim's skilled tongue.
Slowly, Tim lathers a finger with lube and inserts it inside you.
"Mierda! (Shit!)" you grit as Tim pumps his fingers deeper inside you, prompting a shiver of pleasure.
Javi couldn't resist making a comment about your struggle, "It's only one finger. How are you supposed to take either one of us?" But his tone quickly shifted to one of gentle reassurance as he leaned in, his warm breath creating tingles in your ear. "Relax," he whispered soothingly and kissed you on the cheek.
"I'm sorry." you breathed out, overwhelmed by sensation.
Tim's caring voice joined in, "It's okay, baby, just relax for me."
You do as they say, and he adds another finger.
Oh God... you whimper in your mind. Feels so good. I think I can-ah!! I think I can take them already... Oh my God...
You begin to grind against Tim's fingers back and forth. You wanted it all and needed it all.
Tim pulls out his fingers, causing you to whine. He doesn't leave you empty for long as he coats the plug with lube and inserts it inside you. Immediately, hot pleasure ripples through your body. "That feels amazing," you breathed, your eyelids fluttering closed.
Tim couldn't help himself, a low, appreciative sound escaping from the back of his throat as his eyes fell upon the delicate, red jeweled heart nestled between your plush cheeks. He wanted nothing more than to be buried deep inside you, but instead, he kissed your shoulder blade and got up from the bed.
The unmistakable sound of a belt being unbuckled reached your ears, and you turned just in time to see Tim's frenzied haste as he pulled down his pants. Your gaze was immediately drawn to his prominent outline, still contained in his boxers. He hurriedly removed his striped tie, followed by his shoulder holster, and although disappointment washed over you, you didn't say anything.
With a bit of effort, Tim managed to undo the buttons of his white dress shirt, sliding it off along with his undershirt. Your eyes traced the contours of his chest, his wide shoulders, his muscular arms, and his stomach, which was softer than Javi's but was just as mouthwatering.
As he started to put the shoulder holster back on, a surge of desire clouded your mind. You couldn't resist the urge any longer. Rising to your knees on the bed, you reached for him, gripping the holster, and pulled Tim closer, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
His breathing became quick, shallow, and shaky. You parted his lips, and he slid his hot, moist tongue between your lips. You moaned deeply as he wrapped his body around yours.
Tim released his hold on you, and as he did, Javi leaned in to plant a tender kiss on the top of your breast. The combined sensations of their touches make your skin break out in goosebumps.
Javi trails his hand further until he reaches your mound. You gasped out his name as Javi's thumb circled around your clit. Your free hand grabbed onto his wrist, wanting him to continue, but he pulled away.
As Javi gently released you, Tim followed suit, his gaze fixed on you with swollen lips and dilated pupils.
"Lay down, pretty girl," Javier instructed, and Tim shifted from the edge of the bed to stand next to you to make room for you.
With Tim now out of the way, your back hit the soft sheets. As soon as you reclined, Javi parted your legs and knelt between them, his intent clear as he crouched on the floor.
Javi took his sweet time, kissing the inside of your thighs, and you squirm, feeling his mustache tickle your skin.
Slowly, he inched his way toward your center and began to lap at your clit. You moan loudly, and your hips buck upward, trying desperately to get closer to his face. Your entire body felt alive and buzzing with excitement.
You tear your gaze away from Javi, slowly turning your head to the side to look at Tim. His dark eyes lock onto yours.
"You feel good, sweetheart?" he asks, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
Your breath hitches. "Ye-ahh!" you answer, the words spilling out of you as you feel Javi's licks intensify.
"What do you want, darling?"
You don't respond with words. Instead, your hands move with purpose, reaching for the waistband of Tim's underwear. You hook your fingers under the fabric and begin a slow, tantalizing descent, lowering it down his hips.
As you unveil him, his cock springs forth, slapping upright against his stomach.
Your eyes go wide, and a soft gasp escapes your parted lips.
Oh, god, you think, your heart pounding in your chest. The sight before you, standing tall and proud, leaves you breathless.
He was thick, thicker, and longer than you've ever taken. The head, a deep shade of red, glistened with creamy drops that collected at its tip, and his shaft was adorned with prominent veins that ran along its length.
You couldn't resist the urge, so you ran your fingernails lightly down the length of him, savoring the contrast between the smoothness of his skin and the texture of his veins. He's going to feel so good inside me. He hissed in response to your touch, a sound that made you even wetter.
Javi's head lifted from your thighs, chin glistening with your fluids. "Come on, baby girl, why don't you take him into your mouth?" he insisted, his eyes locked onto yours.
Tim was watching intently too. His eyes were dark and hungry as if he was silently urging you to wrap your lips around him.
You eagerly open your mouth, guiding Tim's tip between your lips, and suck the first few inches as you moan at the intoxicating taste of his cum. The essence of his arousal in your mouth, paired with the electrifying touch of Javi's fingers on your slick folds, sent shivers of pleasure coursing through your body.
Javi's voice, tinged with desire, reached your ears, "So wet, baby."
Tim moaned in response to the incredible sensation of your mouth and the delicious vibration. You pulled off him, your voice breathy as you complimented, "You taste good."
Tim responds with a throaty moan, his eyes locked on yours as he gasps, "God, you're incredible."
As your gaze shifts to Javi, who's been teasing you from between your parted thighs, he murmurs seductively, "So do you," before diving back to his sweet task.
You lose composure at their voices for a few seconds and then raise your head to have Tim in your mouth again. The hot, throbbing head of his arousal slides past your lips, and you begin by sucking hard, eliciting a satisfied sigh from him. Then, with a tantalizing slowness, you ease your tongue along the length of his shaft, taking small, deliberate segments between your lips.
"Fuck," he sighs and tilts his head back, lost in the sensations you're causing.
You smile against him feeling proud of yourself, knowing the effect you're having on him.
He was so thick your lips were already stretching around him and you weren't even halfway through. Uhn...I'm going to have to take him into my throat, won't I, you think, your excitement growing at the thought of deepthroating him.
“Good girl,” Tim whispers, his approval igniting a fiery desire within you. Encouraged, you take more of him, not that you needed it because the weight of his dick and the taste of him driving you insane.
Raising yourself up on your elbows, you relaxed your throat to accommodate him. As you took a few more inches, Tim inhaled sharply, his panting and the wet squelching of your cunt filling the room.
Meanwhile, Javi continued to run his tongue around your folds before focusing on your clit, pulling a loud "Ahhh!" from your lips. As he kept sucking, your walls clenched around him, and you could feel his grin against your sensitive skin as he intensified his sucking.
With every sensual lick, flick, and tantalizing bite, Javi increased the pressure on your nub, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your body. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, you closed your eyes and, with focused on hollowing out your cheeks for Tim.
As you approached the girthiest part of Tim, your jaw had grown sore, and a nervous excitement began to bubble within you.
God, I don't know how I'm supposed to take him anywhere else when I'm already struggling to take him into my mouth, you wondered nervously but more excited than anything.
Javi slid his tongue around the wet spot where you wanted him most. A mewl escaped your lips, unbidden, as your hips arched upward, desperate to get closer to Javi's face.
Simultaneously, Tim pushed himself deeper into your mouth, and the delicious sensation made him emit a deep, happy "Mmm." Every nerve in your body felt alive and buzzing with excitement.
Tim struggled to restrain himself, fighting the urge to thrust his entire dick into your welcoming throat. You saw his struggle, and with fluttering lashes, you wordlessly begged for him to be rough.
His large hand gripped your hair, and he pushed your head further onto his hard cock. You choked momentarily as he brushed against your uvula, causing Tim to become worried. "Shove me away if you need to," he urged his face a mix of pleasure and concern.
You appreciated his consideration but had no intention of stopping. With teary eyes, you relaxed your throat further, allowing more of him to slide in. Above you, Tim watched, chest heaving, his praises and moans spurring you on.
On the floor, Javi's tongue swirled lazily around your opening. You savored the delicious burn of his mustache against your sensitive skin. Slowly and rhythmically, he pushed his tongue deeper, making your body tremble. Then, when you felt Javi's fingers slip into you, his thumb circling your sensitive clit, you whimpered.
As you finally fit the entirety of Tim inside your mouth, he screams out your name. His hips move involuntarily, and he pushes your head further, and your nose tickles the dark, curly hair peppered with hints of white. You continue to suck, and he begins to babble incoherently, lost in the sensations coursing through his body.
The combination of taking all of Tim’s dick into your mouth and your taste makes Javi grind against the bed, desperately seeking friction to relieve the ache he feels.
"Sweetheart, t-that's a-ah... a talented mmm... mouth," Tim pants out.
You want to hear more of the sounds he's making, so you move to caress his heavy balls, gently massaging them. "Oh God... Baby girl..." he groans out, his voice filled with pleasure and desire.
His hips snap into your mouth as he approaches his peak, and he thinks, no can't cum inside her lovely mouth
"Can't cum in your mouth. Uh... I wanna… inside you," he says, voice broken.
Javi, with his two fingers deep inside you and about to add a third, can't resist, "Yeah, cariño, he's too old for that."
Tim shot Javi a narrowed-eyed look but remained adamant in his resolve to last longer. Javi chuckled before returning his attention to your needy core, lavishing it with his tongue, causing your moans to grow louder.
Javi laughs before using his tongue again. His tongue delves deep, exploring every crevice of your velvety walls, making you moan loudly. As the new sensation begins to build within you, your hips instinctively buck.
"Javi, fuck..." you moan.
Tim, his breath uneven and his gaze locked on you, managed to withdraw from your mouth, eliciting an audible pop, and both you and Tim whined at the loss of contact.
“Yes, baby, let go," Javi encouraged. Your release came slowly, agonizingly so. Tim swiftly moved his hands to catch you as you lost your balance, cradling you in his arms. You trembled in Tim's embrace, descending from the heights of your climax. "Fucking delicious," Javi growled, his tongue sweeping over your sensitive cunt to savor every drop.
Suddenly, you remembered that your ex had given you a camcorder. You gasped, and both guys looked worried. You walked over to your dresser, opened the last drawer, and retrieved the camcorder. To your surprise, you found another one, which had belonged to your ex—well, it used to. You had no intention of returning it now. He had left it in your car, and you had planned to give it back the next time he visited your house. The camcorder he had gifted you had only been used for your beach trips, and you hadn't used it for a while, which was why you had forgotten you had it in the first place.
You brought the cameras back to the guys, your eyes bright with excitement.
Javi was sitting on the bed, and Tim was standing up. You crawled up the bed and handed one of the cameras to Javi.
"I want you to use it," you told him, a playful gleam in your eyes.
His eyes lit up, and he replied, "Como tú mandes (As you order)," as he accepted the camera.
Turning your attention to Tim, you signaled for him to come closer. Wrapping your arms around his strong form, you pressed your lips to his ear, your words dripping with desire, "Do you want to take me from behind?" You handed him the second camera.
Tim's response was a low, sensual murmur, "I can never say no to you."
Returning to Javi, who was laid out on his back below you, you positioned yourself between his legs, facing him directly. With a sensuous touch, you lowered his underwear and wrapped your fingers around his cock.
"Oh, Shit," Javi breathed out softly as he took hold of the camera, turning it on, and pointing it toward you. "Say hi to the camera, baby girl."
With a seductive smile, you directed your gaze toward the lens. "Hi," you cooed. With the camera on you, you held Javi’s cock in your hand, admiring him. Tim's got him beat on length and girth, but Javi has a curve that you know will be incredibly satisfying once he's inside you.
Lowering your head onto Javi's lap, you looked up at the camera, your lips brushing the first few inches of his dick. The sight elicited a groan from Javi, his cock throbbing at the sensual display before him.
Meanwhile, Tim was busy with his camera, the strap wrapped around his fingers. His free hand rested on your back, gently lifting your ass into the air. You whimpered when he removed the plug, but Tim's soothing words distracted you from the discomfort.
"It’s okay, beautiful, I’ve got you," Tim whispered.
Javi also tries to distract you by guiding your attention back to him. Your fingers wrapped firmly around his length, applying strokes that had him gasping in pleasure.
"Ah," he moaned loudly, clearly enjoying the sensation of your skilled touch. Your red nails against his skin, made him twitch in your hand.
Tim, meanwhile, positioned himself at your tight entrance, teasing the sensitive ring of muscle. You peeled back Javi's foreskin, exposing his throbbing head. Your lips suck lightly against his foreskin, causing Javi to whimper in delight. The sound sent shivers down your spine, your arousal intensifying.
"Ohh, that's good, baby. J-just like that," Javi breathed out, his voice laden with desire.
As you continued your tantalizing ministrations, you felt the slick sensation of lube, followed by Tim slowly entering you from behind, the stretch of his hard shaft stretching you open. Your cry filled the room as Tim carefully moved back and forth, his intent clear: to slowly open you up and ensure you felt no pain once he was fully inside.
Tim groaned in response, the pleasure of being inside you evident in his every movement. Your attention shifted back to Javi as you spat lightly on him and then enveloped him between your lips. Beneath you, Javi gripped the sheets when you pushed your head further and moans escaped his soft lips.
As Tim pushed more of himself into you, both of you moaned in harmony, the room now filled with sounds from all three of you.
"Sweetheart, you're so fucking tight," Tim gasped, his voice laced with raw need. "Uhn���"
You could only respond with a broken moan, your body shaking in response to your senses being overwhelmed by the feeling of Tim filling you, the intense pleasure washing over you in waves.
I think I-I can cum right now, the thought crossed your mind, and then as if on cue, your body began to unravel.
"Gonna cum," you whine, the words somewhat unintelligible as your mouth was filled by Javi.
Javi whispered with a husky voice, "That's it, baby girl. Let go for us."
"Let it all out, sweetheart," Tim added, his breath ragged.
Your vision blurred as your climax took over, and you closed your eyes, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through you. Around Javi, you moaned, the vibrations adding to his pleasure, while Tim felt you tightening around him.
Tim's mind repeated a desperate mantra: Shit, Shit, Shit, I can't cum yet, Fuck! With urgency, he tightly grasped the base of his cock, determined to hold back and not release inside you, at least not just yet.
Your release began to trigger Javi's, and he gasped, “Close…mierda, voy a-ahh (shit, I’m gonna-ahh).”
In response to his plea, you redoubled your efforts, your mouth working its magic as you sucked harder and harder. His entire body tensed, breath hitching, pulsing in your mouth, and then, with a guttural groan of pleasure, Javi let go. He erupted into your mouth, and the taste of him was an intoxicating flavor that you eagerly savored. Every drop of his seed was swallowed with fervor.
With Tim still inside you from behind, you pulled your mouth off Javi, and the camera focused on you as you playfully stuck your tongue out, putting on a naughty show to demonstrate that you had indeed taken in every ounce of Javi's release.
Javier didn’t know what came over him. One minute he’s looking at you sticking your tongue out, and the next, he’s grasping your chin in his rough hand and kissing you with everything he’s got. It’s a messy and wet kiss that makes you get up on your knees, and Javi pushes you back onto Tim, causing him to push deeper into you, making both Tim and you moan.
"Javi, I want to ride you,” you declare, your voice filled with desire. You turn your head to speak to Tim, your eyes locking with his intense gaze. “Baby, can I ride him?”
Tim smiles at you, his lips brushing gently against yours. “Go ahead, baby,” he whispers, his breath warm against your skin.
Javi eagerly complies, laying down on the bed again. Tim pulls out from behind, allowing you to straddle Javi comfortably. He hisses as he withdraws, and you let out a soft whine at the sensation of emptiness.
As you straddle Javi, his hardness pressing against your core, you feel a surge of need. Your hand wraps around him, pumping once, then twice. Javi's voice, thick with desire, pleads, “Ya, por favor. (enough, please)”
A wicked grin plays on your lips as you tease him, “Tan impaciente, amor. (So impatient, love)”
"You slowly lower yourself onto Javi, and he groans as your tight heat envelops him. Inch by inch, you savor the delicious sensation of him filling you. You work to open yourself to take him. Just because he's smaller than Tim, it doesn't mean his length is any less impressive.
"God, Javi, you feel amazing," you mewl, grinding yourself against him, trying to take in more of his length.
"Oh, cariño, you're incredible," Javi says with pure adoration and lust.
I’m so wet and I still can’t take him. I-I just have to keep- ah! I have to keep going, you think.
“How does he feel, sweetheart?” Tim asks, his hand traveling down your body to play with your little bundle of nerves.
“Ohh! Tim!” The stimulation makes you flinch, and you’re able to lower yourself more onto Javi.
Tim continues to help you, guiding you as you slide yourself fully onto Javi. You gasp, and Javi moans, “Ah, fuck.”
His head hits the spongey spot within you, and you cry out Javi’s name.
Just like I thought, he feels so good.
Your cum from earlier pooled at Javi’s base, and the sight that left him momentarily stunned. "Shit," Javi cursed as he zoomed in on the erotic view before returning to capturing you bouncing on him.
“Tim, I-I want you now,” you begged, shifting your weight so that he could take your ass again.
"Shh, baby, I’ll give you what you want, okay?” Tim says, his voice soothing, and he angles his head to give you a tender kiss.
Tim then kneels behind you, straddling your hips as he positions himself.
“What’s your safe word?” he asks, loud enough for Javi to hear over the sounds of your moans and wet sounds.
You struggled to comprehend the question, your mind fogged by pleasure as you continued to bounce on Javi. “Hmm? Ohh! Um… it’s Tulip,” you manage to say.
“Got it,” Javi responds through gritted teeth, a hand finding its place on your waist.
“Tulip,” Tim repeats, as he grips himself and guides the tip inside your tight muscle.
"There you go,” Tim panted, his words laced with desire. “Yes, just like that. Good girl. Mmm…” He grunted, each thrust of his hips prompting gasps from you.
“Yes, yes, yes!” you exclaimed, your voice brimming with passion.
This time around, you were able to accommodate Tim’s cock with less resistance, thanks to him opening you up earlier.
Javi's movements grew more intense as he thrust upwards, his free hand massaging your areola before pulling at your stiffened nipple.
A high-pitched cry escaped from your mouth, and it became louder when Tim bottomed out and began to drive into you with fervor.
"That’s it, sweetheart,” Tim groaned.
As your body surrendered to the passion, your mind swirled with a hazy thought, God…oh god, they feel so good.
Javi brought you flush against his chest, his thrusts becoming harder and more fervent. Your bodies moved in perfect sync.
“Besame,” Javi whispered, and you eagerly complied, capturing his lips with a fervent kiss. Your tongues meet and you both moan into the kiss, but a powerful thrust from Tim forces you to rip your mouth away from Javi. Tim was determined to show Javi just how well he could make you feel, and he didn’t waste a moment.
"Javi, how's this for an old man?" Tim challenged, his hands firmly gripping your hips with both hands now as he picked up the pace, driving deeper and harder into you. The room filled with groans, the obscene sounds your bodies made, your screams, and profanities that spilled from your lips.
Javi took Tim's challenge to heart, matching his fervor with powerful thrusts that rocked your body. He pulled you even closer, the rhythm between your hips growing wilder.
Both men were fully absorbed in possessing your body, each wanting to outdo the other, but you didn’t mind one bit. In fact, you reveled in the intense pleasure they were giving you. Sweat glistened on your skin, trickling down the valley between your breasts. Both men had a layer of sweat on their bodies, a few strands of their hair sticking to their foreheads.
You whimpered in response to their relentless movements, and Javi reassured you, "I know, I know, I know."
Tim, possessed by the moment, asks, "You can take it, right?"
"Mhm," you whimpered, your face contorted in bliss.
Tears prick your eyes at the intensity of their movements. Javi sat up, his hands still on your waist, guiding you as Tim's grip on your hips tightened. You moaned and arched your back, pressing yourself closer to him. Javi buried his face in your neck, muffling his groans with your skin, the heat of his breath adding to the coil that was threatening to snap any moment now.
Their thrusts grew deeper and deeper, and Tim gritted out your name, his voice making you burn hotter.
You put one hand on Javi’s shoulder for support, and you blindly reached out, searching for Tim’s holster. Your fingers brushed against the smooth leather, and you gripped it tightly, pulling him closer to you. The sensation of them pressed against you caused your pussy to tighten, squeezing them both in the most delicious way.
Tim groaned, losing himself completely in the feeling. She feels so good, wrapped up so tight around me like this, fuck, he thought as he started thrusting into you, each thrust increasing in tempo, intensifying your pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Javi groaned, his voice trembling. God, she’s so fucking tight… uhn, she’s going to make me cum.
You were losing control now, overwhelmed by the sensation of being so full.
Javi, his voice trembling with desire, breathed out, "I can't hold back much longer."
"Me neither," Tim breathed, tightening his grip on you.
You wanted to let them know you were close too, but your voice failed you, and all that escaped were breathless moans. The coil in your stomach tightened further, seconds away from unraveling completely.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful," Javi grunted, his hips stuttering as he began to lose control. "Oh, God... fuck, shit."
“Such a good girl, baby. Uhn… taki- takin' us so well,” Tim praised.
Their deep, low voices pushed you over the edge. You clenched around them, and you experienced the most intense orgasm of your life. Your mouth fell open, and your whole body shook. Your vision whited out, your ears rang, and your hands went limp, releasing your hold on the men.
The tightening of your body pushed them over the edge, and they couldn't hold back any longer. Javi came first, his release accompanied by a passionate "Oh Shit!" as he spilled inside you. Tim followed quickly, spitting out "Uhn!" as he came shortly thereafter.
After their releases, Tim's glasses nearly fell off as he lowered his head, and Javi's hand, which had been holding the camera, fell limply onto the bed, inadvertently capturing the ceiling.
Tim tenderly peppered your shoulder with kisses before slowly pulling out from you. With the camera still in his hand, he focused it on the sight of his pearly spend slowly dripping out of you, prompting groans of satisfaction. Once he was content with the footage, he rolled over, his back meeting the mattress. Meanwhile, you rested on Javi's chest, both of you still breathing heavily.
Javi carefully maneuvered you, turning you over while keeping the camcorder in hand. He recorded himself as he sensually withdrew from you, capturing the sight of his creamy white seed flowing out of you in a steady stream.
When you finally came down, you lay there panting and smiling happily. Javi leaned forward and placed a slow lingering kiss on your forehead
"You okay baby?" Javi asked
Tim gently placed a soft kiss on your temple. "You okay sweetheart?" he asked tenderly.
“Mhm," you hummed as Javi kissed your cheek. “I am now," you murmured happily.
“Pasame mi telefono, porfa (Hand me my phone, please),” you requested, and Javi reached for your phone on the nightstand, handing it to you. They both looked at you with curiosity.
“I think I know how to break up with him,” you said, a sly smile playing on your lips.
“Can you take a picture of us?” you asked Tim, phone in hand.
"Of course," Tim replied before taking the phone from your hand. You were well aware that your soon-to-be ex's ego would be deeply wounded to see you with two other men, and you knew he would never utter a word of it to anyone else.
Tim reached for a blanket to cover your naked bodies. As he did so, he slid an arm beneath you, and you nestled your head on Tim’s chest. Javi wrapped an arm possessively around you, his other hand resting on the camcorder that had once belonged to your ex.
Javi meticulously positioned the camera in a way that it would be captured in the picture Tim was about to take. The arrangement, with the three of you nestled under the sheets and the camcorder resting on the bed, would leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, and that's exactly what you were counting on.
Tim angled your phone and snapped the picture. He passed you the phone and asked, “Is this good?”
“It’s perfect,” you smiled.
You opened your text messages, tapped on his name, and attached the picture. You added ‘It’s over,’ and then you hit send. The whooshing sound gave you satisfaction, knowing he would never contact you again. Just a few seconds later, your message said ‘Read.’
“Good,” Javi said, smiling, then asked, “Is anyone hungry?”
“I could eat,” you replied
“I'll order Chinese," Tim said, reaching for his phone.
Javi, his voice laced with desire, chimed in, "How long do you think they'll take?"
Tim glanced at his phone. "About 45 minutes," he answered.
A mischievous glint danced in Javi's eyes as he leaned over and ripped the sheets off your bodies. "We could do a lot in 45 minutes," he purred, his intentions clear.
A/N: I apologize for any grammar and tense mistakes. English is not my first language, and I struggle with my tenses 😞 If the pacing feels off, it's because I've taken this apart so many times over the past years. Originally, this was a science fiction story with Javi and an older version of Javi, but I scrapped that idea. Then I wrote a similar piece with El Ladron. However, earlier this year, I was blessed with Tim Rockford, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. So, I returned to the original Javi piece and replaced the older Javi with Tim.
I was supposed to be working on the graphics for Chapter 5 of IYW, but I couldn't get Detective Tim Rockford out of my mind, sorry 😔
If you've read this far, thank you, and have a great day 🤎
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