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The events of Spain were behind you. You tried hard not to think about it. Not only was it traumatising having to deal with the undead and giant abominations but you had to stop your mind from wandering to the final few hours of your trip.
You’d both kept in contact with Luis, of course. He still worked at Umbrella for the time being but being in a different country and barely knowing anyone, you knew it was cruel for you guys to just abandon him now. The same went for Ashley. Though, you talked to her more than Leon did. She was doing well settling back into university and she was going through some therapy. You enjoyed getting her weekly updates and so you invited her on a night out on Friday. She had sadly declined, being too caught up in her studies but she promised to come next time.
So, you decided to invite Luis instead. Risky move. But you felt bad for him. He didn’t seem to be having any fun. He was always at home, or work, or the store. You told him to go out and explore the city but he always said that rent was due and bills weren’t going to be paid from touring. (He always slotted in a ‘eh princesa?’ at the end of his comments but you decided to ignore them. Not like you didn’t like them. You liked them a little too much.)
Come the night of and you were busy going through your vigorous makeup routine at your vanity as Leon sat on your shared bed, watching. He found the small things so intriguing, like how focused you were when you applied your eyeliner in clean swoops and how your singing quieted as you placed on your false eyelashes. He loved everything about you, absolutely smitten. Not only were you a badass on the field, quick on your feet and ruthless but also tender and caring in his bed. You were really an all-rounder.
You put on your black heels, knowing you’d regret it halfway through the night. But they paired oh so nicely with your red velvet (peekaboo) corset top and black mini skirt.
“You wanna put on a jacket? It’s pretty cold out there, love.” Leon commented as he stood up after you, already ready to go. He was so quick to get ready and he looked so sexy every time.
“I have nothing that matches! It’ll ruin my outfit.” you pouted, dropping your lipstick, phone and a few more essentials into your purse. You knew Leon would give you his jacket if you got cold, so you needn’t worry.
“C’mon baby! We’re gonna be late! Luis is probably already there!” you urged, tugging on his sleeve towards the front door and into his car. You were forever his passenger princess, whoever sat in the front seat of his car could see how you’ve marked it up. Multiple lipsticks and glosses of yours were scattered around, your sunglasses lay in one of the cupholders, you’d even blinged up the mirror with pink rhinestones.
It was a short ride to the nightclub you had chosen. It was one of your favourites to go to with your friends so it was a no-brainer to bring your boyfriend and his friend to it. Lucky for you both the line wasn’t too long since you’d gotten there earlier than usual. You stepped in in no time, texting Luis to ask where he was at. You thanked god that he had saved you guys a booth since it was always so hard to find somewhere to sit in a packed club, let alone the comfort of a booth.
Luis and Leon shook hands as they met.
“Ah mi amigo! Long time no see, hm?” his tone was bright as always before turning to you and enveloping you in a hug.
“Mi princesa.” he pulled back and gave you a wink before you all sat down. You took a moment to take in Luis’ outfit. A black and brown plaid flannel tucked into straight black dress pants. The top few buttons were undone in clear Luis fashion, as always. He looked good, smelt it too, but you had to push those thoughts aside.
“I’m gonna get a tab running. What drink do you want Luis?” Leon asks over the beating of the music. He already knew what your order was going to be, so there was no need to ask.
“Just a vodka sprite please.” Luis answers to which Leon gives a satisfied small laugh.
“A man of taste.” he gets up and walks towards the bar, leaving you and Luis to talk.
“How’re you settling in?” you say, moving closer to him so he can hear you over how loud the music was.
“Good, good, I’m just glad Umbrella hasn’t fed me to the wolves.” he started, looking down at you after Leon was out of eye-shot.
“We found that Las Plagas was a, how you say it, meter la pata.”
You pretended you knew what he said by just nodding and he seemed content with that.
“Hey, that’s behind us now, right? We just gotta live in the present and enjoy the future.”
Those was some wise words for someone speaking to someone who came on them as they were getting fucked the last time they saw them.
Leon was back with the drinks, placing a blue glittering cocktail on the table for you, a vodka sprite for the other man and a whiskey for himself.
“Pretty drink for a pretty girl ey princesa?” Luis nudged you playfully as you took a sip from your glass. Leon took a seat on the other side of you, a hand placed comfortably on your thigh as he leaned back comfortably.
The table bubbled with chatter from mostly you and Luis. Leon interjected here and there but mostly just listened to your gossiping.
The club got more and more packed as the hours ticked by. Of course on a Friday night stressed workers turned into carefree partygoers with no repercussions to face in the morning. The music was turned up even more, the bass almost deafening but it had your heart pumping more.
You were only slightly tipsy, just enough to lighten you up, so you stood.
“Guys! Come, lets dance!” you were enthusiastic and Luis stubbed out his cigarette, shooting up straight away.
You looked towards Leon who was still sat, arm lazily placed on the back of the booth seat.
“You guys go,” he starts, “I’ll join you both in a second.”
You both rushed off to the dance floor, joining the already full crowd. As The Weeknd blasted through the speakers you swayed to the beat, singing along to the lyrics. Luis followed your lead, getting the hang of the beat soon enough. You were having the most fun you've had in a long time. Luis was behind you, fighting the urge to place his hands on your hips. Not only was he unsure about how you’d feel about that, but he knew Leon wouldn’t appreciate it. He settled with having his hands hover, making sure not to get too carried away.
From a distance Leon was watching as your silhouettes danced away. He’d be lying if he said the previous encounter hadn’t been on his mind more times than he’d like to admit. There was just something about the way Luis looked with his fingers in his mouth, commenting how good you, his girlfriend, had tasted. It was so filthy, yet so exciting. The whiskey had settled in his system enough for him to get up and join the two of you.
“Leon!” you cheered as you saw him appear in front of you, a little unsure on how to start.
The blond saw the brunet’s hovering hands and placed his own onto them, pushing them down onto your hips whilst keeping his own there too. Luis looked up to him, giving him a look before Leon nodded to him. They both relaxed, pushing close to your body.
It was getting too hot. The way Luis was pressed up behind you paired with the way Leon was pressed up in front of you. Their hands were all over you as you continued to dance to the rhythm of whatever song was playing at the moment. You couldn’t focus on it, nor did you care, not with two insanely sexy men grinding up on you.
Leon pulled on Luis’ sleeves to pull him even closer to you, his groin flush with your ass. You swore you hear him groan but over the music it could’ve been anything. But, you were feeling bold, swinging your hips left and right had Luis cursing quietly. You felt fingertips dig into your skin and you look up at Leon who only had a smirk on his face. You’d expected him to be a little more irritated but he wasn’t. Maybe Luis was growing on him because he was for sure growing on you. Literally.
Leon dipped his head down, planting a kiss to the side of your neck. As he leaned back up, his hand snaked under Luis’ hair, pushing him down to give the other side of your neck the same attention. You couldn’t help but whine when your neck was littered with kisses, turning into licks, turning into sucks. All three of you were getting hot and heavy.
Leon ordered the two of you to get in the car as he paid off the tab, soon joining you guys. The tension was thick in the air, warmth pooling in your underwear. The anticipation was gnawing at your nerves, especially with how Leon was speeding to get home.
As soon as you all stepped through the door, you couldn’t get each other’s hands off of eachother. You stumbled into the bedroom, trapped between the two men.
“On the bed. Get in front of her Luis.” Leon ordered as he shrugged off his jacket. You both were quick to obey his orders. You and Luis only looked at eachother. His eyes trailed down to the blooming scarlet marks on all sides of your neck. The sight only had his cock straining further against his pants. He was painfully hard by now and he tried his best to keep his mind off of it.
It seemed like forever until Leon joined the two of you, but he was behind you.
“You can kiss her this time.” he simply said, “Go on. Put on a show for me.”
You were both taken aback, hesitating slightly.
“I know you’re a good girl.” Leon whispered into your ear, leaning his chin on your shoulder, looking at Luis in the eye.
“But are you a good boy, Serra?”
Luis cursed under his breath before leaning forward to press his lips to yours. You reciprocated, allowing his tongue to slip through your lips, sucking on it slightly, earning you a groan. Your fingers tangled into his locks, pulling on it just enough to elicit another whimper from the man,
Leon gave a dry laugh, pressing a kiss into your shoulder.
“Taught you well, haven’t I love?”
You both separate for air, your lipstick erased and spread to your chin whilst a string of saliva connects you both. The slight is pornographic and it has Leon’s cock stirring. You push your ass back for some sort of pressure, bumping into Leon’s hardening cock. The blond hums, pushing up your skirt whilst pulling down your panties, your wetness spread across your folds. He leans down to blow some air onto you making you shudder. He gathers some of your slick on two of his fingers, your hips pushing back further. He retracts them, pressing them to Luis lips before pushing them into his mouth again.
“Suck.” he simply orders and Luis does as he’s told. Leon can only watch, eyes flickering down to where his lips are wrapped around his fingers to your glistening pussy. He pulls his fingers out before plunging them into you, Luis’ spit providing more than enough lubricant for his fingers to fit fully inside of you. You whine, wanting more.
“Gotta let me open you up, baby.” he chuckles, “Now open your pretty mouth. You gonna let Luis fuck your throat, yeah?”
His words once again has you and Luis looking at each other and you breathe out: “Yes, please.”
Luis unbuckles his belt, a little too enthusiastically, fumbling as he pulls down his pants and briefs. Leon takes his fingers out of you, now fully behind you. He uses his clean hand to unbuckle his belt and push down his jeans and boxers, he reaches around to push his fingers down your throat, causing you gag.
“Sorry, had to test her out first.” his fingers leave your throat before using his spit covered palm to stroke his cock. He looks up at Luis over you.
“You gonna stuff her the same time I do, yeah?”
Leon pushes his cock into your pussy, giving you some time as he nods at Luis. The latter spreads his precum against your lips before resting his heavy cock on your tongue. You wrap your lips around his length as Leon begins to bottom out inside of you. You moan around Luis, the vibrations causing him to hiss loudly.
“Louder, Luis. Let her hear how good she makes you feel. Okay?” Leon’s voice was smooth as his hips push into your ass.
He pushes his length deeper down your throat, your nose brushing against his navel as your throat constricts around him. Leon starts to move in and out of your, each slap of his hips against your ass causing you to whine. Spit dribbled down your chin, Luis giving you the decency to wipe it away, tenderly holding your face with his hand.
“Ah Princesa..” he sighs as he begins to fuck your throat.
It was torture the way that you were being stuffed like this. It felt way too good. The drag of Leon’s cock against the walls of your throbbing cunt, the whimpers escaping from Luis’ lips as he twitched inside of your throat. Your tits bounced as the two men fucked in and out of you from behind and in front of you. Your breathing was ragged through your nose. Leon rubbing on your clit caused you to instantly tighten around him, pushing him closer to his end.
But it seemed like Luis was already there, the thick vein on the side of his cock throbbing with need as he groaned your name,
“Don’t fucking cum yet, Serra.” Leon warned, bringing his hand up to your hair and pulling back, your back arching. Luis' hips twitched up into your throat, his pretty thighs twitching.
"Ah, please, Leon." The man begged, his eyes squeezing shut out of restraint. "Need to cum, carino, please. Princesa.." he looked up down at you, eyes pleading. You nodded around his cock, you'd deal with Leon later.
He shot his cum down your throat with a cry, a whine broken in his throat as he tensed.
"I better not see a drop wasted." Leon groans through gritted teeth, his own undoing shortly after. He emptied himself into you, the warmth of his seed spreading. It dropped down your pussy as he continued to fuck you, hand on your hips again to find some balance as he overstimulated himself. Luis reached out under you to play with your clit which had you cumming around Leon's sensitive cock. You stilled, eyes rolling as you spasmed around him.
Luis pulled his cock out of your mouth. You cleared your throat, coughing slightly as you breathed through your mouth. Leon followed, doing the same and the two men helped lay you down.
"Princesa, just relax.."
"Yeah, love, we'll clean you up, okay?"
The two men wiped you down and brought some water. As Luis cleaned himself up, Leon clothed you in some comfy pyjamas before cleaning himself up too.
"Yeah, I'll take my leave.." Luis mumbled, reaching for his phone to call a taxi but Leon grabbed his arm before he could.
"Luis, stay." his voice was softer, handing him some spare clothes. The brunet was slightly apprehensive, his eyes glancing towards the bedroom.
"She's okay with it. Trust me." Leon was able to read him like a book somehow and so Luis took the offer.
It didn't take long before you were all in bed, basking in each other's warmth. It felt a little too domestic, but you all enjoyed it, too worn out to feel any other sort of way.