Open Your Eyes. (boy×boy×boy) [FINISHED]

Chapter 22

A/n just trying it again since it the moved chapters are effecting some other others readers.

Dean's took my chin and lifted my red face and put his lips on mine in a very dominating way. I let out a moan as I feel Jeremiah's fingers grabbed my waist band of my pajamas pants and tug them down. I feel a finger slide in my anus, with a cooling sensation, making me shiver. Dean pulled away from me, and smirked.

"Are you ready?"

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Before I opened my mouth to answer the question, Dean put his lips back against mine, while Jeremiah finger fucks me. I let out a loud moan, as Jerimah went over my prostate, making him let out a light chuckle. Taking his fingers out, he pulled me away from Dean to underneath him, I felt my face flushed as I squirm around.

"I would quit squirming around, love," Jeremiah wisphers into my ear, lifting my right led up to his shoulder.

Biting the inside of my thighs softly, he slowly pushed in making me let out a soft moan. He knew that was his cue to move, and rather slowly might I add.

"Mmm f-f-faster, p-p-please," I begged, grabbing his arm that was holding my waist in place, lightly scratching it.

Jeremiah fliped me over to my stomach and ramed into me, causing me to let out a loud moan, as he continues to hit my prostate. I clutched the bed sheets with my trembling hands. I glanced at Dean, who kept true to his word and was watching, while stroking himself with movement of Jeremiah.

I feel Jeremiah rough hand move to my chin to turn my head and roughly kissed me, causing me whimper as was about to burst. After a few more thrusts I came and about right after Jeremiah pulled out of my entrance and came, covering my bellow area with his cum.

Jeremiah took my exhausted body and drew a warm bath for me, and went to get Dean. When he brought Dean back, he and Dean slipped in the the big bath. Me in-between Dean's legs, while Dean is in-between Jeremiah's legs, if that makes any sense.

We bathed each other, and soon we're just sitting in the bath, letting the warm sensation if the water sooth our muscles. I started humming a song while tracing Dean's tattoos on his arms.

"What song are you humming now, kitten?," Jeremiah asked, as his hand reached out to stroke my wet curlyhair out of my face.
"Its a song called last of her kind by Alec Benjamin," I responded laying back on Dean.
"Mmm, could you sing it for us," Dean ask hugging my body tight in his grasp, almost as if he was scared that I was going to leave him.

I grew flustered and hid my face in my hands, my face proably looking like tomato.

"Umm... sure," I say underneath my breath.

"It's been seventeen days since you left
Twenty hours and thirty minutes
Count the seconds, every breath
And watch the road roll out like ribbon
And maybe she just can't forget
All the miles they have driven
Since the moment that they met

He took her heart into his hands
Turned into ashes, slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart and he couldn't stand
Watching the magic turn into cinders

So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
It's something you can't replace
Chained to the love that binds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind

It's been twenty-three days since they spoke
And he almost sent a postcard
In every sentence that he wrote
Etched like tombstones on a grave yard
And maybe he just can't accept
All the strings that needed changing
The mistakes that he was making

He took her heart (he took her heart)
Into his hands (into his hands )
Turned into ashes, slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart (tore him apart)
And he couldn't stand (he couldn't stand)
Watching the magic turn into cinders

So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
It's something you can't replace
Chained to the love that binds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind

He took her heart into his hands
Turned into ashes, slipped through his fingers
It tore him apart and he couldn't stand
Watching the magic turn into cinders

So when you pull away
Don't let the memories blind you
All of the things you chase
Falling away behind you
It's something you can't replace
Chained to the love that binds you
Don't let the past remind you
She's the last of her kind
The last of her kind
The last of her kind"

We were silent for a few seconds before Dean wisphered in my ear,
"Wow..."
I blushed even more and hid my face behind my shielding hands. Dean and Jeremiah chuckled a bit before I heard water splashing as Jerimah got out of the tub, and put a towel around his waist.

I peaked out of my fingers and finally notice the carefully created tattoos on Jeremiah's toned back. I stared in awe at the art peices until Jeremiah turned around showing his defined tattooed abs. I quickly looked away embarrassed when we made eye contact, he chuckled.

"Do you like what you see, kitten?," he ask, as he picks me up, making me let out a squeak.

I was blushing like an idiot, when he helped me and Dean dry off and gat dressed in some comfortable clothing.

And we once again, stayed in bed watching TV and occasionally having small conversations with each other.

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Hey I'm back!!

Basketball is finally finished and I have had many inspirations to actually do a chapter, so I hope you enjoy!

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