⚠️"Reversed" Blue (mcdukesaw?)

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Veronica's POV
I'm stuck in a field with a VERY tipsy Mac and Duke....both girls get closer and closer until I'm backed up to a tree. No where to run. SHIT. I feel Macs lips hit my neck. As much as I want that to last, I can't. I push past them.

You are both drunk. I'm not engaging in this. I say sternly, hoping that they back off. I stumble over some of my words.

"You're drunk too!" Duke laughs.

Yeah but I'm sober enough to know what What you're doing. I say as I go back to my car.

"Come back! You know you want it!" Duke shouts.

"Yeah Veronica! You know you want it" the voice of the one and only heather Chandler calls.

Shut up Heather. I sigh.

"You're going to make my balls blue!" Mac slurs.

Mac you don't have balls! I nearly cackle but keep my serious tone. Duke doubles over laughing.

"I don't? Oh shit! HEATHER, VERONICA, SOMEBODY HELP! THEY TOOK MY BALLS" I quickly turn around and put my hand over her mouth.

SHHH YOURE GOING TO GET THE COPS CALLED! I say frantically. She licks my hand and I pull it off and continue towards my car. Before I know it, both girls followed me to my car. Duke stumbles and I felt bad leaving her so I went to put her in my car and take her home. I lay her down in my backseat next to Mac who finally agreed to sit the fuck down. I get in the drivers seat and start driving to Macs house. It's about 15 minutes from the farmhouse so the two crack themselves up. I keep my eyes on the road for a majority of the drive despite the fact that about half way through the drive, one of the two closed the gap that was once between the two drunk faces. I ignore it to the best of my ability. Until I pull into the driveway...nobody is home. Poor Mac.

Jeez. Get a room. You're both nasty. I sigh sarcastically.

"RonNnNniiiEe CoMe HeRE FoRrA SeCvcCcCc" Mac slurs. So I lean back to the backseat to see what she needs. The second my head turns around, my eyes widen as mac slowly but seductively takes her shirt off. my body is pulled in between them. I then look over to Duke and realize she's done the same. I sit there between the two girls.

"Do it" Chandler whispers.

Shut up, Heather. I say back.

"Shut up veronica" mac mocks me.

Shut up, Heather.

"I want you to make me....do the exact opposite." She replies before aggressively pushing her lips against mine. Heather McNamara, a girl who I have had strong feelings for since I first met her, is now kissing ME. I feel a hand on my shoulder. It pulls me around to a different set of lips. Judging by how handsy she got within seconds, it's definitely Duke. I pull her on top of me and she straddles my lap. Macs lips soon mark my neck. Soft moans escape my lips as both of them feel me up.

"Fuck us Ronnie. Please fuck us." Mac whines.

"Yeah, Veronica pleas ruin me" Duke begs. Both of their eyes are filled with no feeling stronger than lust in its pure form. Sexual desire.

I slide to fingers in both of the girls mouths. Both comply as told. I'm taller than Mac so she looks up at my as she sucks on my fingers. Her eyes are so attractive. I pull them out of her mouth and do the same with Duke but with the other hand. I then fuck both of them slowly. I Cant give them what they want just yet. Both girls turn to each other and lock eyes. I sit there knowing what I want them to do but only dreaming of it simply because I didn't think it would happen. I was wrong. They close the gap between their faces. Once they pull away, Duke sits up and kisses me.

"I love this. But please, fucking destroy me." She begs.

I comply by quickly thrusting my fingers pushing both of them to the top of their limited. After, I happily clean everything up. Before we all go inside and crash.

As I lay down, mac nuzzles up against me.
What the fuck did I do tonight? I think to myself as I see heather floating about. Her normal "don't forget I'm everywhere" smirk.

What I wouldn't give...to have a 3rd heather in that mix. I think to myself, forgetting that she can hear my thoughts.

"Maybe I'll just have to Manifest myself....see how that goes now won't I?" She snickers.

"Shut. Up. Heather." Duke mumbles.

What?

"WHAT?"

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