Losers' Club// one shots and smut

Take You Dancing|RT+SU+BD

Harsh stares were thrown to the petite blonde as he danced between Dustin and Lucas.

He combed his fingers through his hair and arched into Lucas' crotch. His hips shifted forwards and back as the two males grinded against him.

"You know he's doing this on purpose right?" Bill asked, watching as Richie's grip tightened on his glass.

He sighed and looked over to his auburn haired lover. "I know, but it still irks me. How are you not bothered?" Richie asked, his body turning to to face Bill.

Bill followed the action, now looking into the other's brown eyes. "Because I know that's what he wants and plus," He then moved so he was a few inches away from kissing the other.

"If he gets punished I get you to myself." He finished, laughing along with Richie. The taller one leaned forward and connected their lips.

Bill felt Richie's larger hand cup his face and the other gripping his hip. They stayed connected with their hands venturing onto more of the other's body.

Stan looked to his boyfriends and whined quietly at the sight. He wanted the stare of his boyfriends as they watched his hips sway against the other two's.

"Hey guys, I'm going to go to the bathroom. Don't wait up." He said, leaving the two males to dance with each other.

He pushed through the crowd of sweaty bodies and until he was off the dance floor. He walked over to his boyfriends and pouted.

Richie felt the burn of Stan's eyes on them as they kissed, a subtle smirk coming over his lips. He opened his eyes and looked into Stan's eyes and moved so his thumb was right on the dip of Bill's bottom lip.

He pulled away from the auburn haired male and pushed his mouth opened. Bill felt the other's thumb make it's way into his agape mouth, pushing onto his tongue.

"Seems like our mouse has come to play. But I'm already having fun, aren't I?" He asked, pushing his thumb a little further in Bill's mouth.

A whine then came from the side, Stan now feeling horny at the sight. He always loved watching Bill get dominated by the taller one.

Richie gave him a look and turned his attention back to Bill. "Looks like our mouse wants to watch tonight. You like that, huh?" Richie asked, feeling the other swallow around his thumb.

Richie smirked at the two subs and pulled his finger out from Bill's mouth, letting him close it. "Let's go, we have things to do."

The two others followed behind the tallest one as he took long strides out of the dark club.

He got in the driver's seat of their car, Bill next to him and Stan in the back. Richie's hand moved off the string wheel and began stroking Bill's thigh.

"Richie, not in the car." Bill said, receiving a slap on the thigh in return. "You don't tell me what to do, if you want to do that you can fuck Stan." He said, the blonde whining in the back.

Bill was quick to accept his fate, Richie's hand dipping into the band of his pants. Stan moved out from the middle seat and bit down on the side of Bill's neck, him letting out a surprised moan.

Richie smirked back at the blonde and continued his route to their shared house.

By the time they arrived, Bill's neck was littered with hickeys and his cock was straining against his jeans.

"Both of you go to the room and strip. Bill, get a cock ring and vibrator. I'll be up in a minute." Richie instructed, watching the two scurry to their room.