Who Says Three is a Crowd? (Under Construction)

I Can Do What I Want

You sat on the couch and lit a joint after Billy and Eddie had left. You needed to relax your mind. You had given them clear instructions. No contacting you until you contacted them. You had to figure this shit out. You had no idea what you were gonna do.

You inhaled holding the smoke in before releasing into the air. Suddenly the phone rang. You groaned, pushing yourself off the couch to go answer it. "Hello?" you said slightly irritated. "Y/n, hey," it was Eddie.

"Eddie, I told you I really need some time..." "I know, I know," he interrupted, "I just have to say one thing. Please?" he begged. "Okay, one thing," you chuckled. "Earlier when we were on the couch you, uh, you said you were in love with both of us.." he started, "I just realized I didn't get to say it back. Given the situation and all."

You smiled. He was adorable. "So I hate to do this over the phone but I did want you to know that I, um, I'm in love with you too. I love you, y/n." he said softly. "I love you too, Eddie Munson." you said sweetly.

The words flowed out of your mouth so naturally. "I like the sound of that." he said. His voice was happy. "We'll talk soon, okay?" you said gently. "Of course, sweetheart. I'll behave from now on. Scouts honor." You giggled and hung up the phone.

Eddie was right about what he said earlier, Billy was your first love. He was familiar. As crazy as he was you knew what you were getting with him, and you loved him regardless.

Your relationship wasn't easy. It was up and down. Fighting, screaming, making up and making love. He liked to show you off when you went places. He would wear you proudly on his arm.

But he also had a wandering eye, and you were sure it wasn't just his eyes that wandered some times. You never felt like you meant as much to him as he did to you, and that always hurt, but now you weren't so sure about that.

You loved the way his rough hands felt in yours. You loved the way he touched you, gently sometimes and rough other times. As much as you hated to admit it, you loved watching him get fired up. He was so hot when his temper started flaring. Okay, focus.

Then there was Eddie. Billy had said you barely knew him and you remember it stinging. You hadn't know Eddie long but you connected in a way you couldn't explain. His smile was contagious. He was passionate about the things that he loved. Hellfire, guitar, music, and now you. You had become one of those things.

His energy was exciting. He felt like a breath of fresh air. You loved how excited he got when he saw you, his face lighting up. And no matter how many times you kept fucking up, he was still there. Taking you away from your problems on a whim, no questions asked.

He was gentle with you. Small things like tucking your hair behind your ear or rubbing small circles on your hand. He always made you feel seen and heard. It was never some kind of ego trip with him. He was just happy to be there with you.

Then there's the sex, which was amazing. Tender and rough all rolled into one. His hands were unmatched. Those fingers, those rings. Okay, we're getting off track.

You didn't know everything about Eddie but you felt like he was just himself. He didn't hide who he was and you loved him. You were happy when you were with him. The more you thought about it the more you realized you couldn't really process the thought of losing that happiness. That peace. He never made you feel bad. You didn't have to worry about anything with him. Maybe he was the one.

You heard a knock at the door. You got up and walked over peeking through the window. Oh, for fucks sake, these guys do not listen. You opened the door, Billy stood in front of you.

"Hey, sugar." he smirked at you. "Billy, I need time to think. I asked you not to come here until I figured this shit out." He looked good in his blue button up shirt. "I'm grown, remember? I can do what I want." he repeated your past words back to you.

You rolled your eyes but you laughed. He stepped inside, closer to you and you could smell his cologne mixed with cigarettes. Fuck, he smelled good. "Billy, you can't stay," you said trying to shake the thought out of your head.

"Fine," he said placing one hand on your waist, the other to your cheek. He kicked the door shut behind him. "Just one kiss?" he looked at you with lustful eyes. "One kiss," you whispered back to him. He pulled you towards him and your lips met. You sunk into the kiss.

SMUT WARNING ⚠️:

He gripped your waist tightly as your arms wrapped around his neck. Here we go again. You pushed him hard against the door and he growled lowly. The kiss was feverish. Your hands gripped his shirt tightly. He picked you up and your legs immediately wrapped around his waist.

He carried you into your bedroom, your lips never separating. He knew every corner of your house. Familiar. He sat you on the bed and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. His chiseled body now completely exposed. He leaned down and kissed you again. His rough hand reached in between your legs teasing you.

"You know, I probably should go," he said abruptly, "you do need time to think." he stood up smirking at you. "Fuck you, Billy," you said sitting up straighter. "You would like to, wouldn't you?" he said wiggling his eyebrows.

"What do you want me to do, beg?" you groaned. "Yes." Billy said sternly. God, this man. "Billy," you started in a slow voice. "I want you." "What do you say?" he said his eyes searing into yours. "Please." you whined.

He came back over to you and gripped your hips firmly, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. He pulled your shorts and panties down and got to his knees in front of you. He lifted your legs on his shoulders causing you to lay back on the bed.

He pushed his head between your legs and you felt his tongue enter you. You let out a whimper. He gripped the top of your thighs as he tasted you. His tongue moving slow at first. Up and down, dipping into you slowly. Then in circles around your clit.

You gripped onto his hair moaning. "Fuck Billy," you cried out as he started to suck on your clit with the perfect amount of pressure. "Shiiitt," your hips bucked up and he held them down forcefully and continued his suction. You felt the intense pleasure as you reached your climax.

Billy stood up and removed his jeans. He kept you on the edge of bed as he aggressively thrust into you. You were breathing heavy from your first orgasm and your body was still trembling. He held your hips, gripping them tight, as he rammed into you. He watched your breasts bounce with every thrust.

"Harder," you cried out and he slammed into you, giving you everything he had. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead as he thrust fast and hard. He pulled out and you scooted back in the bed.

He flipped you over on your stomach and pressed your face into the pillow as he entered you again. He smacked your ass and you cried out. "Is this pussy mine?" he growled. "Yes," you whined into the pillow.

"Louder," he said. "Yes!" you screamed out as you came undone. You felt Billy's cock twitch and felt the warmth of his cum mixed with yours, running down your legs. "Fuck, y/n," Billy breathed heavily.

You cleaned up and got dressed. You told Billy he couldn't stay and he gave you a kiss and a smack on the ass and took off. You couldn't say no to Billy. Your body ached for him every time he was around. This day hadn't made anything clearer for you. Fuck me.