The Crow & The Ghost: A Dystopian AU Simon Ghost Riley x Reader

Chapter Fourteen: Paris, Pt. II

Keegan sits up, pulling his shirt off and discarding it on the floor. Naturally, he has a gorgeous body, because of course he does. He's now naked besides his pants being half on his legs, his mask still over his mouth and forehead.
Riley has stopped massaging your jaw, and his hand has moved down to wrap around your throat. He remains behind you, placing his head beside yours. He tilts his head so his mouth is close to your ear, and the fabric of his mask brushes your skin.
"Do you want to know what it feels like to be worshiped, Crow?" He whispers, his voice thick.
Keegan reaches his hands up to touch your breasts, massaging them as he stares at you, saying nothing.
"Haven't I already been experiencing it?" You ask, licking your lips as Keegan lightly traces his fingers over your nipples.
Riley's fingers tighten on the sides of your throat, and he groans quietly in your ear. "You have no idea."
Keegan squeezes your breasts once before slapping them lightly, making you bite your lip. He adjusts his legs a bit, indicating that he wants you to get up so he can, too.
You stand, and Riley follows. You turn to face him just as he starts taking off his own shirt, his muscles rippling with the movement. You can't help yourself—you put your hands on Riley's bare stomach, letting your fingers roam up to his chest. You press your face to him, licking his nipples. He lets out a groan and puts his hands in your hair, keeping you close. You suck on his nipples and start to slide your hands down to his pants, undoing the button and zipper. You shimmy his pants down while your tongue works on his chest, and when he cock springs free, you let your hands find it. He's incredibly hard, and his cock twitches at your touch.
You start to slowly stroke Riley's cock just as you feel another body come up behind you, Keegan's massive frame trapping you between him and Riley. The skin to skin contact between you, Keegan, and Riley makes you shiver, and you lightly bite on Riley's nipple, making him groan. Keegan's hands grope you, raking across your ass, stomach, and breasts as he breathes heavily in your ear.
Riley releases the strong grip on your hair and you take your mouth off him, only to look upwards into his dark gaze. His sunken eyes look almost half-asleep with such powerful desire.
"Kiss me," You whisper to him, and he leans towards you, pressing his mouth to yours through the mask. You kiss him like this, your tongue pressing on the fabric as you feel the heat of his own.
Keegan sighs against you as one of his hands reaches down to find your clit. You gasp as his middle finger finds the right spot, and you arch your back, your ass pressing into his cock. He lets out a soft moan, and suddenly you feel his lips on your neck. You open your eyes and look back slightly, breaking the kiss with Riley, only to see Keegan's icy blue gaze looking up at you. His mask is still on, only pushed up slightly so his mouth can touch you.
"Don't stop what you're doing," You say, and turn back to Riley. You start stroking Riley's cock a little more roughly, pulling him towards you by his dick as you wrap your other hand around the back of his neck, bringing his face back to yours. You make out with him through the mask as Keegan licks, kisses, and rubs you from behind.
The three of you stay like this for several minutes, before Keegan pinches your clit between his middle and index finger and pulls his mouth away. "I'm feeling lonely," He rasps.
You and Riley pull away from each other, and you're surprised that when you turn your head to start kissing Keegan, Riley starts to lean forwards to do the same. You see Keegan's smirk through the shadows.
"Eager bunch," He sneers. "Push up that mask, Riley."
You don't look at him as Riley takes a hand off your head. You instead twist the top half of your body and put your mouth on Keegan's, slipping your tongue in his mouth as he sighs heavily against you, beginning to rub your clit again as his other hand massages your breast. You feel Riley lean towards you, and you gasp slightly when you feel him press a fabric-less kiss to your cheek.
Keegan pulls away from you the moment he feels Riley close by, his hand leaving your breast to reach up to Riley's neck. He pulls Riley closer and the two start kissing each other, leaving you there to watch. Riley untangles his other hand from your hair and puts it lightly on Keegan's throat. It's dark in the room, and Riley and Keegan are both backlit by the TV, so you can barely see anything other than their lips and tongues parting and coming together, over and over again.
You almost say something, almost start demanding to be included, when suddenly Keegan breaks the kiss with Riley and turns towards you again, giving you another long, slow, intense kiss. Then Riley leans in and takes his place, replacing Keegan's mouth on you with his own, and you kiss each other deeply, Keegan's fingers never stopping on you and your hand never ceasing on Riley. You feel Keegan's hard cock against your ass, and while you and Riley are kissing he backs up slightly, adjusting himself to slip beneath your ass and between your thighs, his cock now wetting itself on your pussy.
"Come back," Keegan says, his voice almost a whine, and you and Riley immediately break your kiss and both lean towards him. You aren't sure how its working, exactly, but suddenly all three of you have your mouths on each other, and it's so deliriously erotic that you don't even care if it's actually working, if it even makes sense. It just feels really good.
Keegan hums out a sound of satisfaction before pulling away. You can see dimly that his eyes are on Riley. "Are you ready, Ghost?" He asks, his voice no more than a rough breath.
The mask falls over Riley's mouth. "Yes, sir," He replies.
"What are you talking about?" You ask, your eyes darting between them.
"Have you ever heard of the Eiffel Tower, Crow?" Keegan asks, the amusement plain in his voice. His fingers have slowed significantly on your pussy, the movement now almost absent minded.
You furrow your brow. "Yes, of course I have."
"The sex position?" Riley clarifies.
This gives you pause. You smile in embarrassed confusion. "I'm not sure... is that what you both keep referring to?"
Riley and Keegan glance at each other, the mischief dancing in their eyes. This is the most expressive you've seen Keegan's gaze since you've known him.
Riley suddenly takes a step backwards, and your hand releases his cock as you watch him move. You now see more of his body, and your jaw drops at how fucking spectacular he is. You already knew it, but... Holy fucking Christ in heaven.
"You like what you see, Crow?" Riley asks, his hand coming up to palm his dick and lightly squeeze his balls.
"Yes," You breathe as Keegan moves his hand off your clit and wraps his fingers around your hip, his other hand traveling lightly down to your mid back.
Keegan's mouth is by your ear when he says, "Then show him how much you want him, Lieutenant. Just like you showed me." He starts lightly pressing your back, pushing you forward.
Riley takes a step forward and angles his cock upwards slightly. "You ready for another cock in your mouth, baby?"
You put your hands on his hips to stable yourself, your mouth already propping itself open. "Yes, Ghost."
Riley chuckles a little bit. "How agreeable and submissive you are when Keegan's around. I think I need him more often."
Keegan presses his hips to your ass, the head of his cock sliding against your clit. "She just loves being my little slut, Riley. Nothing personal."
You see Riley shrug in your upper periphery. "No issues. I like being hers."
This makes you smile, and you press a kiss to the tip of Riley's cock.
"You're her little slut, huh?" Keegan hoarsely, rocking his hips back and forth, his cock sliding between your slick thighs. "Do you want to be her little wife, bitch boy? Do you want her to buy you a big house? Make you stay home all day, waiting for her to come home?"
You freeze, thinking Keegan's pushed it a little too far. You're shocked when you see Riley's hand start to move slightly along his cock. He likes it.
Keegan must catch it too, because he lets out a sigh. "You want to be a little fucking maid for her, don't you? You want to cook and clean," He says the words slowly as his hand comes to tap on the back of your thighs, motioning for you to spread your stance slightly. You oblige him. "And wait for her to come home," He continues. "Your mouth wide open and your cock rock hard?"
Keegan's hand moves away and must take hold of the hilt of his cock, because suddenly it's firmer against your pussy now, rubbing back and forth. You sigh with pleasure, your fingers tightening on Riley's hips.
Riley is fully stroking himself now, and you take this as your cue to inch forward slightly and put your mouth on the tip, sucking and licking it as Keegan teases your pussy.
"I've never heard you speak so much in my life." Riley says roughly.
"I'm speaking for both Crow and myself," Keegan says lightly, his hand squeezing your ass. "Isn't that right?"
You pull your mouth off of Riley's cock. "I wouldn't mind having a maid. But only if he dresses the part." You say, and then swirl your tongue around the head of Riley's dick. He lets out a strangled mmmm sound.
"It's settled then. If you're her little bitch wife," Keegan muses, though his voice has an edge to it. "Then what does that make me?" He presses his cock harder along your pussy now. "Her husband?"
Keegan suddenly pulls his dick away. "Or the master of the house?"
Before anyone can respond, he roughly plunges his cock into your pussy, making you cry with surprise and pleasure.Your body rocks forward with his first thrust and your mouth takes in half of Riley's huge cock, your teeth grazing him because you weren't ready. Riley lets out a moan that's a mix of pleasure and pain, and his hand comes off his cock to twist into your hair. He doesn't make you come off of him, but you adjust your mouth so you're no longer hurting him.
"Fuck," Riley sighs sharply.
"That's right," Keegan groans, pulling out before sliding back into you again. You moan on Riley's cock, and you start to suck on it, hollowing your cheeks and letting your tongue explore him.
You haven't actually blown him, not really, except for that first time with Soap where Riley only came in your mouth. His cock is huge, you knew that, but it's a new sort of big when it's in your mouth. You definitely can't fit all of him in you, but that won't make you a quitter. You take one hand off his hip and wrap it around the base of his cock, letting it touch whatever your mouth can't fit.
Keegan starts a rhythm in you, and it feels so good you can already feel your legs trembling with the pressure. He squeezes your ass and then slaps it hard, and you let out a cry on Riley's cock, which in turn makes Riley groan with pleasure.
"You like that, bitch?" Keegan says, and you and Riley both make a noise of assent. He laughs. "Both of you, fucking pathetic."
"Just following orders, sir," Riley grinds out, his voice hoarse with poorly concealed pleasure.
"Then start fucking her face," Keegan demands. "I want to feel this pussy purring on me."
So Riley's hips start moving, his strokes following the rhythm of you moving up and down on him. His hips move so fluidly that his torso doesn't budge, and you find yourself enraptured by his abdominal muscles flexing.
How is this real? How can someone be that fucking hot?
"I love how you take my cock, baby," Riley says to you, and you desperately wish he wasn't so damn tall so that when you looked up you could meet his eyes. You hum on his dick instead, pushing him deeper down your throat to show him how much you appreciate him. He sucks in a breath, letting it out like a hiss. His cock throbs in your mouth.
"I love it, too," Keegan groans, slowing his pace inside you so it matches Riley's. They fuck you in tandem, and you make so many ungodly sounds that its a miracle you haven't summoned some sort of demon.
"That's it," Riley says, pushing in a little deeper. You almost choke on him. "Are you happy to be in Paris, little Crow?"
You can't answer, but you squeeze his hip before bringing your hand around to grab his ass, squeezing that too. His hips buck slightly with pleasure.
"Let's make it a true Eiffel Tower, Riley," Keegan suggests, burying his cock deep in your pussy before pausing. You can feel him leaning over slightly. "Come here."
Riley's hips keep moving, albeit a little more shallowly, as he leans over too. Then, you hear the sound of kissing, the two of them now making out over you. One of them lets out a rough, incredibly sexy sigh, and then Keegan starts moving in you again, though he doesn't pull out all that much. You don't mind, he's hitting all the right spots. You start moving your hips in a circle, helping him fuck you.
"Oh, god, yeah," Keegan says between kisses. "God," He slaps your ass. "Grind on that fucking cock, you dirty slut."
You smile on Riley's dick, pulling your mouth off it to give him a rough lick from hilt to tip, making Riley's hips shiver. He moans into Keegan's kiss, and you really fucking wish you had eyes in the back of your head so you could see them.
You don't put Riley's cock back in your mouth just yet, but you keep licking him, so sloppily that your chin and cheeks start to get wet, your hand thats wrapped around his cock becoming slippery as you glide it up and down on him.
"I have to admit," You say, listening to Riley and Keegan's messy, frantic kissing. "This is way better than a trip to Europe."
"Mmmm," One of them agrees, though you can't tell which. You take the moment to twist your upper back to look up, stroking Riley's cock as you finally get to see them over you.
The bottoms of their masks are pulled up again, and they're kissing each other deeply, their free hands gripping each other's faces and throats as they go at it. You tighten your pussy on Keegan and start moving your hips in a different rhythm, and you feel his hips buck as you see him tilt his head to push his mouth harder on Riley's.
"You're both so fucking hot," You whine at them. "You're such an agreeable slut, Riley, letting Keegan have his way with me. His cock feels so good in my tight little cunt."
Riley's hand tightens in your hair, and he groans into Keegan's mouth, his fingers pressing on Keegan's neck.
You suddenly realize that this isn't enough. That there isn't enough attention on you. And though you could watch these two make out for hours, you want their eyes on you, on your body, on your pleasure.
So, you let your hips and hands go still.
Keegan and Riley kiss for a few seconds longer before they realize you've stopped, and it's Keegan that breaks the kiss and looks down at you. Both of their masks fall back over their mouths.
"I don't think we're finished yet," He says, his hand still on Riley's head.
You pull your hips forward and come off of Keegan's cock. "I am."
"Excuse me?" Keegan breathes, his icy blue eyes becoming hard. "You're not done until I say you're done."
You step to the side and straighten, letting go of Riley's cock. They pull away from each other, both of them staring at you. Riley looks dazed and confused, but Keegan looks furious.
Exactly how you want him.
You cross your arms beneath your breasts, pushing them up. Both of their eyes flick to them. You keep your hands where they are but start running your thumb along your nipples, the sensation keeping your clit throbbing and your pussy ready despite this brief interlude.
"You're both boring me," You drawl, angling your head downwards to look at them through your lashes. "It's no fun feeling like an accessory to your make out sessions."
Riley is silent but you see his hand start running along his cock. Both of them are still rock hard.
"An accessory?" Keegan asks, his voice dangerously low. "You're my little cumslut right now, Crow. Yeah, you're an accessory. You're just a pretty thing to sit on this fucking dick. Consider it an honor."
"You should consider me an honor," You spit back. "I have the premium pussy."
Keegan tilts his head to the side. "Then show me again how good that pussy is, Lieutenant."
You smirk at him. "No."
Keegan's eyes flare in irritation. "No?"
You lean forward a little bit, one eyebrow raising. "No, sir."
Riley lets out a low chuckle, his gaze swinging over to Keegan. "Now you know how it feels to meet your match, Russ."
Keegan glares at you for a moment, as if weighing his options. He makes the decision quickly. "Not quite, Riley." He meets Riley's eyes. "I don't get pussy-whipped from a little insolence. Unlike you."
He turns away and steps over to the couch. You feel a flutter in your stomach and have to fight not to break out into a full on smile.
Keegan's hand wraps around the discarded belt on the cushion, walking back over as he folds it in half, snapping it, the sound cutting through the quiet.
Then he holds the belt out to Riley. "Take it, Ghost," Keegan says, his voice rough.
Riley's eyes dart from the belt to Keegan's face. "Sergeant?"
Keegan pushes it towards him. "Take it, before I change my mind and use it on you."
Riley takes the belt.
Keegan comes over to you, stepping up close and taking your chin in his hand, roughly tilting your head to look up at him. "I warned you about not behaving," He says quietly, his deep voice melting into something with no feeling at all.
You dip your head a bit, opening your mouth slightly and taking his thumb in your mouth. You close your lips around it and push your head forwards, until your lips meet his knuckle. You feel his cock twitch against your lower stomach. You lick his thumb and then take it out of your mouth, staring at him the whole time.
"Do your worst." You whisper, and Keegan moves to get behind you.
"I saw a little step stool in the kitchen when I came in, Riley. Go fetch it for me." Keegan says as he grabs both of your wrists, pulling them behind you and clasping them with one hand. He keeps you pinned in front of him, his chest rising and falling against your upper back.
Riley comes back with the belt in one hand and the step stool in the other. He drops the step stool in front of you.
"Stand on it, Crow," Keegan says. You step onto it, and it raises you a good six inches.
Keegan presses his still hard cock to your entrance, testing the height. "Perfect." He says, and then slips in.
You gasp and twitch with pleasure, but Keegan keeps your arms locked in place. He starts fucking you again, slowly, his head hanging so his chin is resting on your shoulder.
Riley watches you both silently, stroking his cock while the belt lazily hangs from his other hand. His eyes are hard to see in the shadows, but you let your mouth drop open a bit, knowing he's looking at you. You lick your lips slowly, watching him.
"Do you like the way I fuck her, Riley?" Keegan asks, his breath hard.
Riley nods. "I don't know who I wish I was more." He says.
"I need you to do a favor for me, Riley," Keegan says. His free hand reaches up to wrap around your throat, his grip firm so you can't move. "And punish her."
"Oh?" Riley says, tilting his head to one side. "And how would you like me to do that?"
You feel Keegan's head move in a sharp nod. "Use the belt, Riley. Get creative. I shouldn't have to walk you through fucking everything. You're a Lieutenant, after all."
Riley nods, still stroking his dick. His other fingers adjust themselves on the belt. "Yes, sir."
You bite your lip, letting out a soft whimper as Keegan plunges in and out of you. He presses his mouth to your ear, his voice low and urgent and wildly sexy. "You like getting fucked like this, don't you? You like being spread open by my fucking cock in front of another man?"
Riley raises his hand, and your eyes watch him diligently as you let out a moan.
"You want to be a bad girl? You want to pay for how you speak to me?" Keegan's hand squeezes your throat as his other hand pulls down on your arms, making you arch your back, making your breasts push forwards and slightly upwards. "You want to be punished, you fucking slut?"
Riley's fingers tighten on the belt. "Do you, little Crow?"
"Yes," You breathe, and you cry out when you feel the sharp sting of Keegan's belt across your breasts.
"Fuck," Keegan groans.
"Hmmm," Riley muses, twirling the belt as he adjusts his stance. "I think I like that."
"Yeah, baby?" You whine, biting your lip as you stare at him, your head bobbing from Keegan's thrusts. Your nipples still sting from being hit. "You like that? You like—"
You can't finish the sentence because Riley whips your tits again, and you feel your whole body tighten on the impact, and Keegan lets out a curse from your pussy tightening on him in return.
After the initial pain fades away, you feel a euphoric pleasure through your whole body, and you moan, your clit throbbing despite not being touched at all. "Oh my god," You practically cry. "Oh my god, if you keep doing that, I'm going to come."
Riley starts stroking his dick more roughly now. "I want to see you come on Keegan's cock, baby. Show him how much we appreciate him."
Keegan releases your throat for just a moment, only to push his mask back up. He starts roughly kissing and licking your neck, and his tongue glides up to your ear, and he sucks on your earlobe before he says: "You take three more belts to your tits before you come, you understand me?"
You sigh in pleasure. "Yes, sir."
"That's a good girl," Keegan whispers, licking your ear. "Such a good fucking listener, all of a sudden. You like being bad just for me?"
The belt cracks on your chest again, and both you and Keegan moan at the same time.
"Fucking Christ," Riley says. "I'm going to bust any fucking minute."
"Wait for me," You say, your hips squirming as Keegan fucks you. The pleasure is so intense, and all over your body, you aren't sure if you can actually handle two more hits.
"Yes, Riley," Keegan breathes. "Wait for her, like the little bitch you are." He starts kissing your neck again, burying his face in you.
Riley belts your tits again, and you scream this time, letting the pleasure roll over you in waves, like you've decided to lie down on the sand at high tide.
"Just one more. Can you handle it?" Keegan says against your neck, his breath tickling the wet skin and giving you goosebumps.
"Only if you promise to come on my ass," You whisper, your breath hitching. "I want to feel that hot load all over me."
"Only if you ask me just right," Keegan says. Riley is pumping himself hard now, the look in his eyes positively feral.
You tear your gaze from Riley and turn your head so you can look at Keegan, meeting his violent, lustful eyes. "Will you come on my ass, sir? Will you let me be the luckiest slut in the world, and bust all over me?"
"Oh, fuck," Keegan groans, and he presses his mouth to yours, kissing you roughly before biting your lip, hard, just as Riley strikes you again.
Your orgasm comes immediately, and your pussy contracts on Keegan's cock as the pain on your breasts spreads through your whole body, your clit throbbing over and over as Keegan plunges his tongue into your mouth, releasing your hands and gripping your face with both of his.
You continue orgasming as Riley steps up, his chest pressed against yours as his hand pumps his cock and he comes, too, his cum spilling onto your lower stomach as he buries his head in your shoulder on the side where Keegan isn't.
Keegan kisses your through your climax, still fucking you hard, until suddenly he lets out something close to a whimper and pulls away and out, and you feel the head of his cock press against your ass as he comes on you, just the way you told him to. He's panting behind you, a primal, sexy sound as you feel a hotness splattering on your skin.
"Oh, god, Crow," Riley moans, his hips twitching as the end of his orgasm spurts out of him. "Oh my fucking god, I think I love you."
You turn to look at him, shocked, your body still rocking as your clit slowly but continuously throbs from the after effects of the orgasm. Your breasts are stinging, and your nipples feel practically numb.
"What?" You ask, your words no more than a breath. "What did you say?"
Riley pulls his head away from your shoulder to meet your eyes, his face inches from yours. His hooded gaze is intense with an emotion you can't read. "Don't make me repeat myself."
You stare at him, your gaze darting from one of his eyes to the other. Like if maybe you look at both of them enough times in a row you might understand what's hidden there; you might see the emotion, memorize it and learn it and master it before it disappears entirely.
You know what he said. You also know that he just came. You know that he probably just said it because he just came. And yet—
Your hands fly to his face and you pull his mask up over his lips, lunging towards him. You kiss him roughly, quickly, whimpering into his mouth before you break it, feeling Keegan press a kiss of his own to your shoulder.
"Riley's definitely still more pussy-whipped than me," He says, his breath hard. You can feel his cum slipping down your thighs—Riley's is doing the same on the front. "But I think I'd fuck you two for the rest of my life."
You roll your eyes, a stupid smile growing on your face. "Get in line, Sergeant."
Riley lets out a breathy laugh before pulling away from you to clap a hand on Keegan's shoulder. "Welcome to the team, you sick fuck."
Whatever intense look that was in his eyes has melted away, replaced with a brightness that makes your heart ache. You want to cry, looking at him. His eyes are practically glowing, even in the dimness of this room. Because of you. Because of Keegan, too, but you were part of it.
You were a part of it—his joy. His perfect, gorgeous, incredible, subdued joy. To even be an influence on it... to know that you could make him happy, even if it was just from something like this...
Holy shit. I think I might—
You shut the thought down before it fully forms, ignoring the flutter in your stomach.
Instead of thinking about it, instead of thinking about what Riley said, you drop your head back against Keegan's chest, closing your eyes and letting out a long, long breath.
The smile on your face is hurting your cheeks even more than the lingering pain on your tits, and that's how you know that you've officially been put on a leash, too.
I can confirm: Paris is the City of Love. Didn't even have to step foot in it.

*End of Chapter Fourteen*