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“I’m Sorry, Again,” Blue apologized to you for the thousandth time as he slipped his work boots on, “We All Thought The Fourth Of July Fireworks Craze Was Over.”
You shrugged, settling further into the well-loved bean bag, “It’s alright, BB. Being a firefighter can be unpredictable. Especially when you’re considered the best in the city.”
Blue chuckled as he frantically looked around for his car keys, “I’m Not The Best In The City. Our Station is the best in the city.”
You rolled your eyes, but a smirk still managed to plant itself on your lips. As organized and prideful as your best friend could be, he still struggles to find and accept some things. Luckily, he has you.
Plucking Blue’s keys off the floor beside you and tossing them to him, you countered with, “Yeah, the same station that was known as the worst before you became captain.”
Blue easily caught the keys, despite looking away to hide his faint blue blush, and quickly changed the topic, “Sorry Again To Leave So Soon, But People Need Saving! I Promise We Will Have Our Movie Marathon! …Eventually. Bye!”
With a chuckle and a wave from you, Blue was speeding out the door, the sound of his footsteps bounding down the stairs following his exit. A few moments later, after you heard the front door close, you turned your attention back to the TV in Blue’s room. The very beginning of How To Train Your Dragon paused on screen. You two had been trying to have a movie marathon for weeks now, but something always managed to push the date further and further back. Whether it be Blue getting called into work at the last minute, like today, or you picking up an extra shift the night before so you could actually make rent this month.
Blue had tried to convince you several times to just move in with him and his brother so you wouldn’t have to worry about rent, but you insisted you’d be fine. You weren’t really, moving in would be like a fucking gift dropped right into your lap by Apollo himself, but you couldn’t. It wasn’t like their house was too far from your job, it was actually a lot closer, or that you didn’t get along with Blue. You got along fantastically with Blue, you had clicked the moment you met over two years ago. The problem was his brother, who you may-or-may-not be absolutely in-
Three lazy knocks at the door pulled you from your thoughts as you turned and invited the person in. You shouldn’t have been surprised when Stretch opened the door, he was the only other person home besides you and Blue. He stayed by the doorway as he spoke, “hey, my bro said he had to run for a call. i knew you were gonna hang with him tonight but since that clearly ain’t happening, wanna come chill with Cash an’ i?”
Partway through his second sentence, you already knew where it was going and you were fully prepared to say yes. Then he mentioned Cash, his best friend of nearly eight years. You hadn’t known Cash was over, and the fact that he was may just change your answer. It wasn’t like you had any problem with Cash, quite the opposite actually. You had a massive fucking crush on Cash. And you absolutely had a crush on Stretch, too. You could handle being in a room with one of them, both if Blue was there as a kind of mediator, but just you three? You’d probably spontaneously combust from all the blushing you’d be doing.
You weren’t sure when your crush on them started, but you could understand why you liked both of them. They were both goofy and loved pulling pranks, but could be relaxed or serious when the situation called for it. Considering the lack of loud laughter and the relaxed posture Stretch had, you assumed tonight was one of their ‘just sittin an chillin’ nights in the living room. If they were just planning to watch TV or play some dumb video game they discovered, you supposed you could handle it. It would be better than just sitting alone in Blue’s room for the rest of the day.
With a nervous smile, you agreed to join them and followed Stretch downstairs to the living room. Cash, as usual, was sprawled out over half the couch, only raising his head to greet you with a simple ‘hey’ before turning his attention back to the TV.
Stretch rolled his eyelights and grabbed Cash’s legs, tossing them off the couch, “dude, at least have some decency. let the lady have a seat.”
Cash’s bored expression quickly turned into a shit-eating grin, “chill, dude. i saved a seat for her right here.”
As Cash patted his cheekbone, a bright flush bloomed over your cheeks and you could only hope neither of them noticed. Cash was always incredibly flirty with you, or pretty much anyone who he thought he had a chance with. You’d overheard Stretch telling Blue about Cash’s newest hookup at least once or twice a month. You tried not to take your crush on him seriously for that very reason, but it was hard when he was exactly your type. On top of that, he only became even more charming when he was with Stretch. They both did whenever they were together. When they were apart it always seemed like something was missing.
Stretch, ever the gentleman, knocked Cash upside his skull, “quit bein’ a dumbass, dumbass.”
You couldn’t help the small giggle that forced its way out of you at Stretch’s words. Your blush only grew more as you noticed they were both smiling at you. Quickly trying to find a way out of the conversation so you can prevent your blush from growing further, you ask what show they had on while you sat down at the far end of the couch from Cash. Stretch settled himself in between you two and they both started explaining the show to you. Apparently it was a really bad anime a friend of theirs had told them about. So far, they both agreed on the fact that it was horrible, and it didn’t take more than half an episode for you to share the opinion.
Still, you three watched it and trashed everything about it from the plot to the character design and even the voice acting. It was truly horrible to watch, but with Cash and Stretch cracking jokes every thirty seconds, you couldn’t help but enjoy it. You were a couple episodes in when one of the main characters was trying to seduce the bartender into giving her a free drink. She told him that if he gave her a free drink then she would let him see her boobs. The bartender refused, but then the girl said she had nipple piercings and he immediately agreed.
Cash scoffed at the interaction, “i get that these shows aren’t mean’t to be realistic, but humans don’t even get piercings like that!”
Stretch’s head immediately snapped to Cash, “the fuck are you talking about? humans get nipple piercings all the time!”
Cash, fully prepared to argue about this for the next three days, sat up a bit to see Stretch better, “no they don’t, dude. have you ever seen a human with nipple piercings before?”
Stretch rolled his eyelights and sat up a bit straighter himself, “yeah. i see them in porn all the fuckin’ time.”
Cash shook his head, leaning towards Stretch, “nah, nah, dude. everyone knows they just glue them on in porn.”
Stretch shook his head and looked at Cash with the most flabbergasted expression you'd ever seen on him, “no the fuck they don’t! they're real.”
Cash gave Stretch a look that said he did not believe Stretch one bit, “uh-huh, keep tellin’ yourself that, man. i’ll believe it when i see it.”
“i can prove it right now—” Stretch turned to you, “because we’ve got a human right here who is sure to know. do humans actually get nipple piercings?”
You looked between the two, the ‘I know for a fact I’m right’ look on Stretch’s face and the ‘I know for a fact this guy is about to be embarrassed’ look on Cash’s face. With a nervous smile, you nodded at Stretch, “Yeah, humans do get nipple piercings.”
Stretch’s face burst into a bright, triumphant smile as he turned to Cash, “see man, i told you!”
Cash’s defeated look quickly turned annoyed, “no, this ain’t fair! she’s only siding with you cuz she likes you!”
Stretch scoffed, “bullshit!”
For a moment, you let your guard down, caught up in the moment of jokes and nearly revealed your crush on them, “Well, um…”
The moment both of their eyelights landed on you, you realized what you were about to say and panicked. Telling them you liked both of them was definitely not something you were ready for yet. So instead, you told them something else that was also relevant to the conversation, “...I actually have nipple piercings, so…”
They both went silent with shocked faces for a solid thirty seconds. Cash’s eyelights were trained on your chest with damn near no shame. Stretch, on the other hand, seemed to be struggling with deciding whether or not he wanted to look at your chest or your face or literally anywhere else. Just after the silence became absolutely crushing, Cash broke in probably the most Cash-way possible.
“can i see them if i give you twenty bucks?”
Stretch promptly turned and slapped him upside his skull, again, “dude!”
Cash did his best to dodge the next few weak hits with his arm, “what!? i said i wasn’t gonna believe it til i saw it! don’t you want me to believe?”
Stretch gave Cash a bit of grace by not trying to slap him anymore, but his stern look remained, “if you wanna believe then go ask someone else! Not her!”
While they bickered back and forth about Cash’s crude behavior, you took a moment to think. A little voice in the back of your head was telling you to say ‘fuck it’ and show them your tits. However, another voice was screaming at you to not let them know you had a crush on them. However, if you just showed them your boobs and didn’t actually tell them you had a crush on them, everything would be fine, right? You had been dying to show off your piercings since you got them but never really had anyone to show them off to.
After a deep breath and a few more seconds of hesitation to build up your courage, you interrupted their bicker-fest, “I, uh, I actually wouldn’t mind showing you guys. If you wanted to see, that is…”
Their bickering immediately cut off as they looked back to you. Surprisingly, Stretch was the first to speak, “really?”
You nodded shyly, doing your best to suppress the already raging blush over your cheeks, “I mean, you guys are pretty chill and respectful,” you glanced at Cash with a playful look, “For the most part. I wouldn’t mind showing you.”
“in that case,” Cash leaned forward to rest his head on Stretch’s shoulder, gazing at you with a very pleased expression, “i am happy to be respectful.”
He says as his eyelights are trained solely on your boobs.
Still, you already said you would show them, and regret wasn’t beginning to seep under your skin yet, so you obliged. Anxiety began to bubble in your gut, but you knew that if you hesitated, you’d back out. So, like ripping off a bandaid, you pulled off your shirt to reveal your bra-less chest. Your shirt was tossed to the floor as you leaned back against the armrest, resisting the urge to cover your boobs with your hands.
The looks on the skeleton’s faces were…adoration? You expected something like horniness from Cash or smug satisfaction from Stretch for proving that humans really do get nipple piercings. But no, there was adoration and a little something else that you couldn’t quite pin down, but you didn’t mind it one bit.
In fact, when Cash quietly asked, “can i touch them?” you were excited that he had asked. Stretch nearly got the chance to hit him again before your voice stopped him.
“If you want to, sure,” you forced yourself to say despite your growing anxiety, though now you were beginning to suspect it was actually excitement.
Cash remained frozen in shock for only a moment before moving off the couch and around Stretch to settle back down on the cushion just in front of you. His eyelights trailed over your boobs for a moment before one of his hands came up to gently cup the side of your breast. You had expected him to be rough and eager with it, so the soft touch sent a surprised jolt through you, making your soft mound jiggle in his hand slightly.
An amused hum left Cash as he gently squeezed. He reveled in the feel of your soft skin for only a moment more before running his thumb over your soft nipple, effectively drawing a gasp from you. You could see his grin grow from your peripheral as his thumb began to circle your nipple, teasingly catching on the metal balls of your piercing. It wasn’t long before your nipple hardened and your other began aching for attention. Cash was more than happy to provide it, bringing his other hand up to your opposite nipple and giving it the same treatment. Unable to keep yourself from the small jolts of pleasure being sent through your body, you closed your eyes and did your best not to make any embarrassing noises.
Then, without warning, a warm, wet heat encircled your first nipple. You jolted, unintentionally pressing your nipple further into Cash’s mouth. Along with your jolt came a quiet gasp that bordered closely on being a moan. Cash hummed in satisfaction, sending another jolt of sweet pleasure through your chest as he pressed into you. One of your hands came up to clamp over your mouth, trying to stop yourself from making any more noises.
Cash, however, was determined to make you produce more of those noises. You nearly whimpered when his mouth left your nipple, but your disappointment was short-lived as his hand replaced his mouth. He gently pinched and twisted your nipple between his fingers, going so far as to tug on the jewelry slightly. Meanwhile, his teeth pressed kisses and bit hickeys into your skin as he gradually made his way up to your neck. As he pressed himself closer to you, he wedged his pelvis between your legs, spreading them open for him to rest comfortably between. His kisses and rough bites scoured your neck for that sweet spot he knew was there. He knew he had struck gold when you accidentally let a quiet moan slip past your lips. His low chuckle bordered on dangerous and incredibly hot, vibrating against your skin before he focused nearly all his attention on that little spot.
Your resolve was beginning to crack, but you refused to let it break yet. A small noise across from you drew your eyes open. You sucked in a sharp breath at the sight before you. Stretch was kneeling on the couch, watching the whole scene unfold in front of him with a massive orange flush stretching from one cheekbone to the other. His joints were flaring a soft orange, the magic pulsating with his growing libido. Something deep within your belly tightened when you spotted the deep orange glow emanating from the front of his khakis.
Not wanting Stretch to miss out on something he so clearly wanted to be a part of, you reached an arm out to him, practically whining out, “Stretch.”
Stretch’s reaction was almost immediate. With Cash pressed against your front, Stretch wouldn’t have much room to touch you the way he wanted to. So instead, he got off the couch and managed to squeeze himself between your back and the armrest. Once he settled there, he pulled you flush against him. Your pussy twitched and a whine threatened to break through your lips when you felt the outline of his cock press against your ass.
That hidden whine quickly turned into a surprised moan as Stretch’s teeth instantly found that special spot on the opposite side of your neck, abusing it with somehow more enthusiasm than Cash was. Cash growled, low and sexy when you shuddered while Stretch groaned into your ear.
Now with Stretch giving your neck all the attention it needed, Cash began to trail more kisses and hickeys down your body, stopping at your nipples to gently tug at your piercings, drawing a few more soft moans from your throat. Once he cleared your chest, making his way down to your stomach, Stretch brought his hands up to your breasts, enveloping each one with his tender touch. He kneaded them for a moment before pinching your nipples and tugging your jewelry just as Cash had done.
Cash himself had finally reached the waistband of your sleep shorts. He leaned up a bit and looked you in the eye as he slipped two fingers underneath the band and gave a few gentle tugs. You nodded to his silent question and he happily removed your shorts for you. His eyelights dilated a bit when he noticed you weren't wearing any underwear.
He looked up at you with a playful smirk, “no bra and no panties? were you plannin’ this, sugar?”
A bright blush overtook your cheeks once more as Stretch chuckled into your neck, low and amused that sent pleasant vibrations all through your body. Cash made himself comfortable between your thighs, kissing and gently biting along the inside of each one. Holding back your moans was really starting to become difficult, and Stretch could tell.
He leaned in close to your ear, twisting your nipples teasingly, “come on, honey. let us hear your pretty voice.”
His encouragement was punctuated with a grind of his firm cock against your ass. A quiet whine shoved its way through your lips and into the air. Stretch hummed at your ear as he tugged on your piercings, “mmm, that’s it, honey. no need to be embarrassed. moan for us.”
Part of you wanted to keep holding back for just a bit longer, but the cool fan of breath that ghosted over your pussy pulled a shocked gasp from you and the following kiss pressed to your clit dragged a bold moan from your throat. You were planning on pulling yourself back together quickly, but before you had the chance to, you could feel Stretch smile against your neck, “thaaat’s it, honey. there ya go, moan for us, sweetheart.”
How the fuck were you supposed to scrape together any composure after he said that? One of them was tempting enough, but both of them working together proved to be a tango you weren’t sure you were prepared for. Regardless, you were in far too deep to back out now, so you finally relented, letting the last bit of restraint slip past your fingers as you relaxed into their hold. Stretch hummed, pleased with your submission.
Cash rewarded you with a hot, teasing lick from your slit up to your clit. He went slow, firmly pressing the entire flat of his tongue against your pussy so you could feel it drag against every nerve and fold. The small moan you began to let out quickly turned into a high keen when he wrapped his teeth around your clit and sucked. Your back arched up at the pleasure, further into Stretch’s kneading hands. As your hips began to rock against Cash’s face, his hands came up to press your hips further into his face. His tongue swirled around your clit, flicking it quickly with the tip before going back to circling around it.
Stretch hummed next to your ear, drawing your attention when he spoke, “is Cash makin’ ya feel good, honey?”
A frantic nod from you pulled a low chuckle from Stretch, his warm breath fanning over the side of your neck and sending tantalizing shivers down your spine. Cash’s tongue swiped downward and pressed past your slit. A deep moan resonated from Cash’s ribcage at the taste of you. Stretch gave your boobs a gentle squeeze at the whine you released, “mmm, sounds like he’s makin’ a mess. Blue is gonna be mad when he finds out. ain’t he, honey?”
He definitely is going to be mad that you soiled the couch cushion. However, between Cash's relentless pursuit to make you cum and the filthy words falling from Stretch’s mouth, you couldn’t help but think this is worth the inevitable lecture you were all going to receive when Blue got home. You probably would’ve started imaging all the things Blue would say, but Cash’s thumb pressed against your clit before you could. Your body jolted at the sudden influx of pleasure, your back arching slightly off of Stretch, only for him to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you flush against him once again.
It didn’t take long for you to be shaking and whimpering, begging to cum. Just as you were right on the edge, one rub of Cash’s thumb left for you to tip over, he pulled away completely. A frustrated whine pulled itself from the back of your throat, cut short by the hungry kiss Cash pressed to your lips. Your lips parted unconsciously to allow Cash’s tongue to invade your mouth, sharing the taste of you. Still locked in the kiss, one of his hands moved down to his sweatpants, tugging the waistband down just enough to let his throbbing cock spring free.
You didn’t plan on breaking the kiss to look until he rubbed it over your pussy lips. He didn’t look as long as Stretch felt, but stars was he thicker. His cock glowed a beautiful violet color that faded up into a much darker purple. The tip leaked light purple precum that seemed to shimmer as it rolled down the length of his cock, joining the slick coating your pussy when Cash rubbed against you again. The sight was so hot and lewd and dear fucking lord you wanted his cock now!
A chuckle above you brought your attention back to Cash, a bright blush returning to your face at the smirk he gave you. He leaned down, a bit closer to you, “ya’know, we didn’t believe it at first.”
You couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh, “I’m glad I was able to single-handedly prove to you that humans do, in fact, get nipple piercings.”
They both chuckled at you, shaking their heads in amusement before Cash continued, “nah, nah, that’s not what we mean sugar.”
You tilted your head in confusion, lost on what he meant. Cash was more than happy to clear up your confusion, “you like us.”
Heat spread over your cheeks, warm and welcoming. However, despite your current position, you still opted to deny it, “Well, yeah. You’re both good friends-”
The tip of Cash’s cock thrusting over your clit cut your sentence short, “you wanna deny it when we got ya between us like this, sugar?” at your shy expression and silence, Cash continued, “lil’ Blue told Stretch and Stretch told me. we thought it was a lie at first, but then we really started to notice how you acted around us.”
Your raging blush somehow spread further over your cheeks, but you ignored it in favor of asking, “How the hell did Blue find out about that? I haven’t even told him…”
Your question was rhetorical, more for yourself, but Stretch seemed to have a fitting answer, “according to my bro, you’re quite chatty when you’re drunk.”
That was true. You were shy when you were tipsy, but according to your friends, once you were well into your fifth drink you wouldn’t shut the fuck up if your life depended on it. But the last time you were that drunk was…six months ago. Six months ago when Blue suddenly started inviting you over a lot more. Six months ago when the amount of times you got stuck alone with Stretch skyrocketed. Six months ago when Stretch started inviting you to hang out with him and Cash.
You wanted to be happy and relieved and filled with excitement, but…
Your eyes turned downcast, trying to avoid focusing too much on Stretch’s nimble fingers fiddling with your nipple piercings, “You guys don’t feel the same, though.”
Stretch scoffed, “who the hell says we don’t? how could watching a dumb anime end up with you naked between us if we didn’t like you back?”
You hesitated to speak, not wanting to hurt their feelings, but forced yourself to eventually, “Well…Cash has a new partner practically every week. And a few weeks ago when Blue and I picked you up from Muffet’s, there was a girl flirting with you at the bar and you told her you weren't interested in a relationship. If you’re doing this just to fuck me, that’s fine, but I don’t expect you both to lie about liking me back when it’s obvious you don’t-”
“stop,” Cash’s voice cut through the air, “i used to jump around from partner ta partner, but the past six months? Stretch and I made ‘em up.”
You blinked up at him in shock for a moment, “What?”
He nodded, “yeah. after we found out ya liked us too, i stopped seein’ people. i was seein’ so many people before ‘cause i thought you didn’ like me an’ i was tryin’ ta distract myself from you. Stretch an’ i thought that if he talked ‘bout my ‘partners’ enough that you’d get jealous an’ confess…in retrospect, that wasn’t such a good idea.”
Stretch nodded against your neck, “it’s true. an’ the only reason i told that girl no is because i wasn’t interested in a relationship with her. a relationship with you on the other hand…well, that don’t sound so bad.”
Soft silence lay over you three like a thick coat of snow. You thought about their words. How genuine, how believable, they were. They were telling the truth, your SOUL told you that loud and clear. But your brain still couldn’t quite believe it.
Your eyes finally drifted back up to Cash’s vibrant violet eyelight, “You guys…really do like me back?”
“yes.”
“yes.”
They spoke in unison, quick and true with all their SOUL’s. You wanted to kiss them so bad, so you did. You turned your head to the side to press a kiss to Stretch’s cheekbone. He turned his head to kiss you properly, pressing his teeth to your lips and licking over them testingly. You welcomed him in happily, moaning softly into the kiss when his fingers brushed over your piercings again. He was soft, but eager, pressing you closer into his chest and slowly grinding his hips up into your ass.
A firm thrust over your clit made you jolt, a surprised moan escaping your mouth. Much to Stretch’s disappointment, you broke away from the kiss to face the culprit. Cash was always the attention whore between the two. You chuckled at his pouting face and held your arms out to him. He gladly lowered himself into them, pressing his teeth to your lips with hunger and fire, more demanding than Stretch had been. You could feel the excited sparks of magic racing through their bodies as the air surrounding you began to heat.
Another teasing thrust over your clit made you shudder, drawing another smirk from Cash as he pulled away from you, “ya ready for me, sugar?”
You bit your lip in excitement, bucking your hips up into him. A high, desperate whine left you, Cash’s smirk grew as he pulled back a bit further. He took a moment to line himself up with you before slowly pressing in. The stretch was intense at first, an ever so slight burn that made you quite aware of just how thick he was. It sent tingling pulses of pleasure through your entire body, making your back arch just a bit. Using gentle thrusts, Cash soon settled himself entirely inside you. He took a moment to kiss over your lips and jaw, down to your neck so you had some time to adjust to him.
You appreciated how gentle he was trying to be with you, but you wanted him to fucking move. You thrusted your hips upward, demanding he start fucking you properly. The action forced a whorish moan from both of you, but definitely got your point across to Cash. His hands came up to your hips and pressed you back down against Stretch to keep you still. You expected him to start out slow due to how gentle he had been with you thus far, but he flipped the coin on its head and began practically pounding into you. It wasn’t expected, but by the stars was it welcomed. Every thrust drew loud moans from you and you were so incredibly glad Blue wasn’t home to hear this.
With every one of Cash’s thrusts, Stretch grinded up against your ass, drawing moans from him as well. With him so close to your neck, you could hear every lust-filled moan and hitch of his breath between the hickeys he insisted on covering you with. You turned your head to him, stealing the kiss he was going to put on your jaw. You moaned into his mouth, unashamed as his honey-yellow tongue slid over your own.
“fuck,” Cash breathed out as he watched you and Stretch make out right before his eyes. You rolled your hips up in time with his thrusts, eliciting louder moans from you both.
When you arched your back, unintentionally pulling away from the kiss, Stretch took one of his hands off your chest and grabbed your jaw, turning your face back to him so he could continue kissing you. You keened into the kiss, his slightly rough treatment making you roll your hips up into Cash again. Stretch’s grinding picked up speed alongside Cash’s thrusts. You were a moaning mess, twitching and writhing in their arms while Cash pounded away at your cunt. Your pleasure was mounting higher and higher until you were teetering on the very edge, but couldn’t tip over.
Cash’s thrusts became uneven as he drew close to his own orgasm. He refused to cum before you did, though. He may be an asshole, but he still knows how to be a gentleman. He leaned back, sitting up straighter to hit a deeper part of you, practically purring when your back arched and you nearly screamed. But you still weren’t quite there yet. He turned his gaze down to where his cock disappeared inside of you. He brought his thumb up to his mouth, licking it with his beautiful purple tongue, then brought it to your clit to rub tight little circles on it.
You clenched around him and he doubled over, panting into your neck and grazing his fangs over your pulsepoint as his thumb moved faster. You fell over the edge with a loud, euphoric moan. Cash bit your shoulder as he came, not enough to bleed, but enough to mark for a few days. His magic tingled inside of you, teasing your sensitive pussy and making the aftershocks more intense. Finally, Cash collapsed on top of you, releasing you neck to let his hot breath fan over your collarbone.
You laid there for a while, taking in the warm afterglow as Stretch gently massaged your hips. Once you came down from your high enough to speak, you tilted your head to look up at Stretch, giving him a tired but sexy smirk, “You want a turn?”
His orange flush returned and he avoided your gaze, “i, uh, kinda, sorta, already…”
Cash looked up, a shit-eating grin on his face, “did you seriously cream your pants, dude?”
“don’t say it like that!” Stretch immediately defended.
You couldn’t help but laugh as the two bickered for a moment before relaxing back into the comfort of the couch. After a while longer of peaceful silence, a devious smirk stretched over your lips.
“So,” both skeletons looked at you expectantly, “Who’s cleaning the couch before Blue gets home?”