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crowandmousewritingco · 1 month ago

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Locked Room Rivals

Pairing: Max Philips x trans!reader, Dave York x trans!reader

Words: 3.7k

Summary: Your boyfriends won't get along no matter how hard you try so you take matters into your own hands.

Warnings: Theres a lot of smut in this one guys. (18+ MDNI!) Max being Max.

Author: Mod Mouse

Notes: This is my gift for @bruhlpng for the Pedro Stories Secret Santa Gift Exchange! I will say I've never written for these P boys before so I hope I did them justice!

“Oh come on toots you can’t be serious,” Max complained as he followed you through the apartment. This was the third time you were having this conversation today, and you were just going in circles. Despite your best efforts your boyfriends, Dave and Max, had yet to get along with each other. They were always making snide comments at each other whenever you invited them over for a shared dinner. It was like two cats fighting over the same rodent, and you were no mouse. So you gave them an ultimatum. Spend an hour together in a locked room or no sex from either of them for a whole month. That got their attention.

You glanced over your shoulder making eye contact with him. “Do you really wanna find out?” The month wasn’t gonna deter you. You had your trusty dildo and the number of a goth man who was happy for late night rendezvous.

Max threw his hands in the air, frustration lacing his feature. “You really expect me to be in the same room without killing that agent.” Max sneered, his lips curling at the last word as if it was a rotten egg.

“What did I say about playing nice?” You reminded him as you picked up an apple from the way too expensive fruit bowl that Max bought as a last minute Christmas present for you.

Max sighed and rubbed his temple despite the fact that this man never had a headache in his life. “You’re really making me do this huh?” He glanced at you, slight irritation furrowing his brow.

You bite into the apple, keeping your eyes on Max. Normally this would get him going but his attention wasn’t on your lips. “I can’t have my partners fighting every time I want to have a nice evening together.” You sighed as the sweet taste of the apple coated your tongue. “I know you’re not the most empathic creature, but if you cared even a bit about me please just give it a chance.”

Max paused a moment before sauntering over to you, gently pressing himself between your legs. “Of course I care about you.” Despite his arrogant exterior, Max always held a softer side when it came to you. You were the one to show him kindness when others didn’t give him a chance.

“Then will you try to be cordial?” You asked, taking in his dark eyes.

“For you I will try not to kill him over a Pinot Noir,” Max chuckled.

You rolled your eyes and settled your hand on his hips, the soft fabric of the expensive joggers that hung low on his hips, brought your anger down a peg. “Thank you for your consideration.”

A smirk graced his lips slightly flashing his vampire fangs. His hands crawled up across the counter taking the apple from your hand. “Now let me be the one occupying your mouth.” He teased.

“None of that.” You smirked in response, slipping underneath his arm. “Remember none of that before the meeting.” Max growled softly, a low sound vibrating from his throat. You gave his ass a few pats, and said “Down boy” before returning to your bedroom. You had a dinner planned with Dave.

“We will have drinks at 7:30 allowing time for you two to settle,” You reminded Dave as the waiter brought you another glass of wine. You quietly thanked them as they continued to make their way around the tables. The lights were dimmed and a gentle piano music filled the space. This was your usual spot with Dave, it was the first place he brought you after you were an official couple. For him it was a way to reclaim a spot he took Carol, and you found that very sweet.

“And you’re sure there is nothing to sway you?” Dave asked, a hint of hope in his words.

“Unfortunately this is something that needs to be done,” You sighed and picked up your glass. “I want to spend time with both of you in my house without have your snip over my head.”

“Usually I’m not the one starting these arguments,” Dave muttered over his glass.

You kicked his leg lighty raising your eyebrow at him. “Careful hun.”

Dave set his glass down. “Okay okay I admit my faults, but still,” He sighed “I know you care for him, but and I mean this seriously, he sucks, pun intended.” He tilted his head at his joke.

You sighed, setting your silverware down with a clink. Tenderly you took his rough hands in your, running the pad of your thumb over his scarred knuckles from many years of fights. “It might be strange to you but I do care for him. He…” You paused, smiling to yourself at all the memories you shared with that unlikely man. “Means a lot to me.” You gaze up at Dave’s face and your heart soared at his sympathetic stare.

“For you I will not drive a stake through his unbeating heart,” Dave grinned before bringing your hands to his lips, planting a kiss on each knuckle.

You couldn’t stay mad at him. “Thank you,” You whispered as he set your hands back onto the delicate table clothes. With soft conversation, the two of you finished your meal in relative peace, but you still wondered how this interaction would go.

Just like you requested, the doorbell rang precisely at 7. You quickly adjusted your suit jack in the mirror making sure you looked perfect for the show you knew the boys would put on. With a quick pat down, you opened the door revealing the pair of men standing on your doorstep. Both dressed up in well tailored outfits, making you a little weak at the knees from the sight. Max (of course) wearing a bright red tie that contrasted deeply with the black two piece. On the other hand, Dave appeared more casual, of course casual for Dave was still a nice light blue button up with a navy tie, but his classic trench coat accompanied the outfit instead of a suit jacket.

“Well you two make a handsome pair,” You smirked as your eyes took in your partners.

“Of course we dressed up for our favorite person,” Dave smirked.

“Some of us more than others,” Max quipped, side eyeing Dave.

“Some of us don’t need to showcase our wallets to impress our boyfriend,” Dave shot back, returning the glare.

You crossed your arms against your chest. “Boys what did I say?” Dave cleared his throat, mumbling an apology. “Better.” You turned to quickly lock the door, slipping your keys into your jacket. “Now do you have everything?” You asked, tucking your hands into your pockets.

Both nodded and you smiled. “Good now we wouldn’t want to be late,” You smiled, pressing yourself in between them and looping your arms around theirs.

Max glared at Dave about your head and Dave returned the glared, but you pretended not to notice. There would be plenty of more time to witness their arguments.

The soft jazz music floated throughout the small hall as couples and business men chatted at the dark red tables. This was a familiar spot for all of you. A nice inclusive club for humans and vampires alike. Max had brought you here a short time after you had started dating, and the atmosphere both intrigued you and frightened you. Max had introduced you to his other vampire associates and you had felt like a trapped creature under the eyes of all the undead. But whenever a monster made you uncomfortable, Max was there to pull you close, giving the perpetrator a glare. Everyone in that club knew you were his thus marking you as untouchable.

The host led you to your favorite spot, a nice corner both with red leather contrasting against the black marble tables. It was slightly secluded from the rest of the seats, a black velvet hid half of the booth, leaving this open for secret meetings and illicit affairs.

“And what drinks shall I get you?” The host asked, holding his hands out for your jackets.

“Just a Sex on the Beach for me,” You answered, gently handing the material over.

“Your best Pinot Noir oh and make sure it's of the night variety,” Max winked, giving the code for added blood.

“Top shelf whiskey on the rocks,” Dave ordered.

The host gave a small bow and disappeared through the curtains. You slid into the middle of the curve forcing the men to be in direct line of sight of each other. The two of them locked eyes before sitting down, (Max on your right and Dave on your left) not letting any form of weakness show.

You rolled your eyes to yourself. They were the loves of your life but damn they were really showing their cisness. A heavy silence hung over the booth despite the light jazz music. You could cut the tension with a knife as you sipped on your drink, hoping that one of them would have the guts to start a conversation on their own. But having these two pseudo enemies act cordial for two seconds was too much to ask.

It was time to pull out your plan B. You sighed and rummaged in your pants pocket. “I was afraid this would come to this.”

Dave was the first to break the staring contest turning his attention to you. “What does that mean?”

With a flourish you dropped the small box on the table with a thunk. “Since you can’t naturally start a conversation I’m making you talk. I refuse to sit here in silence.” You answered as the host returned with your drinks, setting them on blood red napkins in front of each of you.

“Thank god,” Max muttered, as he picked up the crimson glass of wine taking a generous swig. The liquid stained his pale lips.

You thanked the host as you took off the lid of the game, pulling out the stack of cards inside. Grabbing half the deck you shuffled them in your hands. “These are ice breaker questions. I had a feeling since you two can’t seem to have a civil chat, I’ll make you have one.” You explained making eye contact with both of your partners before pulling the top card of the deck. “A genie appears before you, what are you wishing for?”

Max scoffed while taking another sip of wine. “This is ridiculous. I don’t blame children’s games.”

Dave glanced at Max's judgement, adding to his already negative opinion of this man. “I on the other hand know exactly what I would wish for.”

You leaned forward resting your chin on your hand taking interest in Dave, thankful for his participation. “I would love to know.”

“I would ask for my daughter’s tuition to be paid for as long as they want to stay in school,” Dave answered and you felt your chest fluttered at his words.

“That’s so thoughtful of you.” You held his hand on the leather seat, admiration filling your chest at his love for his daughters.

Max’s eyes bounced between you and Dave, irritation in his eyes. “Okay maybe I will play this game.

You smirked looking up at your partner, knowing he would break at any sign of Dave getting an advantage. “That’s the spirit.”

Max tapped his fingers against his lips debating on how he wanted to answer the question. After a while he finally answered, “I would wish for anything you wanted toots.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help but laugh. “Babe, while I find your wish very romantic, I know you wouldn't pass up the opportunity to own a 1796 Lenox Madeira.” You took a sip of your drink glancing at Max above the rim. Max’s love of wines was borderline obsessive and he would kill to taste the oldest bottle of wine.

Max leered at you wanting to challenge you words, but soon leaned his head back laughing. “Touche, you know me too well.”

“You have a passion for wine?” Dave asked, extending the olive branch.

The vampire studied his face for a few moments, dissecting every inch of his face. “I do. I found that it is the only human drink I can consume. Plus adding a bit of blood adds to the bouquet of palate.”

“He was appalled that I drank strictly Franzia when we first met,” You teased.

A shiver chilled Max’s body at your words. “And then I taught you right. I couldn’t have you drinking that vile shit.”

You shrugged. “It was good for what you got.”

“But now you can get better vintages,” Max debated slyly tilting his head to the side knowing he was right about this.

You leaned over planting a kiss on Max’s cheek. “And I appreciate you teaching me.”

The night was going as steady as it could be. With every ice breaker question, Dave and Max had loosened up to each other better than you thought they could as if their cold exteriors were melting away. Dave had even gotten Max to laugh at one of his jokes, which was something you would have imagined happening in a million years. It was all going smoothly until a coworker at Max’s business approached the table.

“Hey there Max! I see you’re out with your boyfriends.” The coworker joked, nudging Max’s shoulder with his elbow.

The air around the three of you chill, and Max glanced at Dave with the usual contempt. “He’s not my boyfriend,” Max said through gritted teeth, pointing his finger at Dave. Dave stiffened and held the highball glass in his hand shooting back the expensive liquor into his mouth.

The coworker chuckled uncomfortably at the tension in the air, and said a quick goodbye before rejoining his group. You sighed and rubbed the bridge of your nose. Goddamn vampire ruining all the hard work you had done. It was like trying to tame two wild animals. Once you got them to trust each other and then boom a loud noise spooks them.

Time for the actual plan. “Okay boys time to go home.” You announced quickly packing up the cards from the table and returning them neatly into the box.

Dave scooted out first motioning to the host for the coats. Max on the other hand kept his gaze away from you. He would never admit it out loud but he hated disappointing you. The host punctually returned your coats, asking if Max wanted the drinks on his tab. The vampire gave a quick nod, and helped your put your jacket on. Once everyone was ready to go you grabbed their hands practically dragging them out of the establishment like they were misbehaving children which wasn’t far from the truth.

Outside the club Dave hailed a taxi and soon you were on your way home. The ride back to your apartment was tense. You sat in between the two men keeping them from killing each other in the back of this taxi. Each of your hands occupied one of theirs and you could feel them tensing in your gasp. You leaned your head back against the headrest hoping that this plan would work.

When you arrived home you gave them no chance to settle practically pushing them down the hallway to your bedroom. It was now or never. If this didn’t work then you would have to call on whatever deity existed out there to aid you.

With less than gentle prodding your pushed them into your bedroom, making sure there was no way they could escape their fate. “Now boys I expect to see you both alive by the time I return,” You said leaning against the doorway of the bedroom, barricading the exit.

“Well at least one of us will be,” Dave quipped side eyeing Max.

Max flared his fangs at Dave who just to spite the vampire. You rolled your eyes used to this behaviour and pulled the door behind you. Before it was fully closed you shouted behind you, “You better behave yourselves in there. Remember one month,” You reminded them of the threat, and shut the door, sealing the fate of your two boyfriends. The pair paused for a moment staring at their escape. All hope left their heads as the soft tick of the lock keeping them in that room for the duration.

“We could just leave,” Max mentioned, leaning against the wall putting as much space between himself and Dave as he could in the modest bedroom. “We can unlock it from this side.”

“I’m not doing that to our partner.” Dave sighed leaning back on the bed with his hands. “I care deeply about him though I can't say I can say the same for you, bloodsucker.”

Max chuckled darkly, his eyes filling with more annoyance. “I care immensely for MY boyfriend. How is it caring for someone when you’re gone for most of the month.”

Dave slowly turned his head anger filling his gaze. He didn’t realize Max would come out the gate with such low hanging fruit, but nothing was too much for this business man. “The divorce is getting finalized in the next few weeks. You know I have a house already bought not too far from here.” Dave stood from the bed, making himself look taller than the creature. “Don’t you ever say I don’t care for them.”

Max gritted his teeth as a low growl rumbled in his throat. Words escaped him for the moment and reluctantly he didn’t win this one.

With a nod of his head, Dave said “That’s what I thought.”

A few beats went by without either saying a word to each other. The tension was so thick it hung heavy like a thick fog. No one made a move to provoke the other. Normally Dave liked the silence considering his busy life, but usually it was never spent with Max.

“I don’t know what they see in you. If I would have know better you didn’t actually care about him,” Dave sneered.

That made Max snap and he rushed forward grabbing Dave by his shirt claws tearing into the fabric. Their faces were so close Dave’s breath was hot against Max’s lips. Something snapped in both of them and with a force that could rival a hurricane. Lips crashed and teeth bit against each other as the other fought for dominance. Dave could feel a trickle of blood on his lips and Max moaned at the smell of iron in the air. Hungrily he lapped up the dribbling substance savoring the tang.

“If I had known you tasted this good I would have bitten you months ago,” Max groaned his hand quickly grasping the evident bulge in Dave’s pants. Dave gasped and pushed his hips against Max’s hand. The vampire tipped his head to the side in amusement. “Oh I will get such an ego from your submitting.”

Dave chuckled a bit darkly and copied the movement with Max’s cock earning a groan from the other man. “Don’t ever think for a second I will bottom for you.” With a quick jerk of his hands he clasped his balls.

It was Max’s turn to gasp, earning a smirk from Dave. “That’s what I thought. You like it just as rough as I do. Maybe we aren’t so different.”

With deft fingers Dave unbuttoned Max’s pants pulling them down to expose his cock. Dave glanced up at him. “I see someone was preparing for something,” He commented, running his fingers over Max’s shaft.

Max quickly looked away with a scoff. “I ran out of underwear this morning.”

“Mmhmm,” Dave hummed, not buying it.

“Well okay Mister Hot Shot what about you,” Max growled and unbuttoned Dave’s pants. Just as he thought, Dave’s cock sprang out with no sight of a pair of underwear. Max's eyes raked over Dave’s body. “What was that about not wearing underwear?”

Dave grumbled something inaudible, but it quickly turned to moaning as Max caressed the underside of his cock hitting just like you would when you sucked him off. The moan that escaped his lips was downright sinful, and Max raised an eyebrow. Dave quickly covered his noises with a cough. “You reminded me of something.”

“And would that be our handsome boyfriend on his knees with cum dripping down his cheek after giving you head like there was no tomorrow,” Max guessed, repeating the motions.

The memories of your good submissive eyes flashed in Dave’s mind and he moaned missing your touch. He caressed his hand up Max’s cock rubbing his thumb against the head. Max groaned beads of precum dripped down his shaft. “And does this remind you of them lapping up your taste teasing you with their tongue.”

Max smirked, the times you bratted also brought a wash of pleasure over his body. “Shit he’s always so good with his tongue.”

“Our lover knows how to take care of us,” Dave panted as Max slowly pumped his cock faster spurring him to do the same.

“Fuck yes he does,” Max moaned tipping his head back in pleasure.

Through the noises Dave replied, “You know if we can get along then we can tease our boyfriend together.”

The idea of seeing you writhing under two men instead of one sent filthy images flashing in Max’s brain. “Fuck yes god I want to see him oversimulate by our cocks and mouths.”

“Shit yes,” Dave panted as his cock twitched under Max’s touch. “For our boyfriend’s pleasure I’ll tolerate you.

“Ditto,” Max agreed as they furiously stroked each other off, images of you filled to the brim with their cocks fueling their pleasure.

It wasn’t long before both of them spilled their seeds, their cum trickling down their shafts in tandem. Curiously Dave brought his fingers to his mouth tentatively tasting his rival. He smirked. “You actually taste pretty good. Might want to taste you again.”

Max smirked, mirroring Dave’s motions. The taste of Dave’s cum on his tongue was magnificent. “I hate to say it but that’s up their with a nice glass of wine.”

“We really aren’t that different huh,” Dave smirked and Max chuckled in agreement. “We’re gonna have to thank him after all.”

You pressed your ear to the door finding the sounds of laughter emanating from the closed room. A wide smile formed on your face, knowing your little plan worked.

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