Motionless In White Oneshots

Present ~ChrisxRickyxWill Ramos~ (S)

Ricky untangled himself from his husbands sleeping embrace, looking over and noticing the time had barely struck 9am. Smirking to himself, Ricky carefully got out of bed before pulling his favourite velvety, black robe on, loosely tying it around his waist.

Quickly glancing at his phone, Ricky ran downstairs before opening the door, smiling widely when he saw the pink fluffy haired boy. The boy was everything, a gold nose ring perfectly suited his features. He was gorgeous. Ricky stepped aside, letting the boy in. "Will! Have to say, you're even more stunning in person."

"Thanks, I could say the same for you." The boy smirked.

It was only at this point Ricky had noticed Will was wearing a skin tight, white dress, matching stockings and heels. Will could turn any man he wanted. "My husband's upstairs, all you need to do is pretend to be me."

Will nods, biting his lip as he made his way upstairs to the bedroom, finding Chris still sound asleep. Will climbed into the bed, kissing all over Chris' neck, his hands squeezing at his thick thighs.

Chris moaned softly, rolling over in his sleep, blindly kissing who he thought was his husband. Will happily kissed back, climbing on Chris' lap.

Chris opened his eyes, letting them adjust to the light. That was the same moment he realised the boy on top of him, shocked to say the least. "Will?" He asked, sitting up and trying to push Will off him.

"Shh, it's okay. Happy birthday, handsome." Will giggled, rocking himself against the goth.

"Rick, what's he doing here?" Chris asked, feeling entirely guilty of another boy straddling him.

Ricky smirked as he sat beside the two, stroking his husband's hair. "I know you like him, baby. It's obvious."

Chris couldn't help but blush, his hands caressing Will's hips. "I'm sorry-"

"-Don't be. I clocked on when I noticed you follow only Will and no one else in Lorna." Chris felt himself choke on his breathe, his eyes never leaving Will. "He's your present. I said I'd get you something extra special."

Chris gripped the boy's dress, gently resting it above his hips, gasping when he saw the white lace panties Will bore. "Fuck, you're so perfect." Chris whispered, slipping his hand inside the boy's underwear, gently stroking him.

"All for you, handsome. Only if you want it." Will replied, gently rocking his hips against Chris' touch, biting his lips when the goth squeezed a hand around his length.

"Can I?" Chris asked as he looked at his husband, not wanting to do anything Ricky wasn't comfortable with.

Ricky smiled, kneeling beside the two as he pulled Will's dress off. "He's all yours, baby. It's okay, I know you'll always come back to me. Enjoy his body."

Chris didn't have to hear anything else as he made quick work removing his clothes. "Come here, pretty boy. Sit on my face."

Will did as he was told, moving so his lower half straddled the goths face, his knees holding his weight before Will pulled his lace to the side. Chris growled, pulling the boy down fully, letting his tongue lick all over Will's tight hole, earning a soft whimper.

Chris smirked, circling his tongue along the boy's ring a few times before sinking in, moaning from the sweet taste. Will too let out little gasps, his arms hanging loosely at his side as Chris continued, lapping up all his tongue could reach.

Ricky couldn't help but fall hard as he watched his husband pleasure another man. Taking matters into his own hands, Ricky grabbed a fistful of Will's hair, pushing his head down on Chris cock, causing the boy to choke. "That's it, pretty slut. Suck my boy's dick."