Share Our Skin

Share Our Skin (part 3)

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

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Word count: 19K (I am so sorry. I promise it's worthy)

Pairing: Josh x female!reader x Jake

Warnings: NSFW 18+ONLY, sexual tension, graphic sexual content, language, fingering (f!receiving), oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected sex, degradation, praise, spanking, choking, restraints, blindfolds, a little bit of food play and temperature play, anal play, unprotected anal sex, threesome, double penetration, dom/sub dynamic.

Summary: In the end, your lies inevitably catch up on you.

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You were utterly disgusted by yourself.

You didn't know what had possessed you that Wednesday night when you had met Jake in that bar.

But now, two months later, you were still in deep trouble, with no way out.

Well, there was a way out but every time you thought about what the right thing to do was, you always ended up chickening out and thinking that you could keep them both for just a little bit longer.

You had come to the conclusion that you liked them both.

In very different ways, but both nonetheless.

Josh was like an early morning ray of sunshine that warmed your skin just right without burning it. He was like white soft cotton and the smell of fresh sheets. You would have listened to him blabber about his favorite movies, directors and film techniques for hours, with his boisterous voice that echoed through the cinema rooms. He exuded a deep sense of calmness and happiness into your soul.

Jake, instead, was the complete opposite. He was like a dark stormy sky with swirling clouds, heavy rain and whistling wind. He reminded you of the feeling of soaked clothes sticking to skin and heavy breathing into each other's mouth. But he wasn't only loud guitar solos and hungry eyes. He was like the thrill of a night dive into the dark limitless ocean. His touch felt forbidden and lighted your body into instant flames.

Together they made the absolute perfect man.

But surely you couldn't have both and sooner or later you would end up regretting your poor life choices and hurting yourself and them.

But yet you ended up seeing and desiring both of them.

You usually saw Josh on Saturdays, when he showed you new movies and shared with you interesting anecdotes about them, commenting on every scene, technique or actor involved. He was like an encyclopedia of cinema and he laughed every time you compared him to one.

Some Saturday nights he came to your flat, and others he invited you to his house.

One night, Josh had invited you over for dinner. He had told you he had a new film to show you, but refused to tell you what it was. He had expertedly dodged every question you had about it, successfully intriguing you to the point that you couldn't wait to see it.

You started getting ready hours in advance, so when you heard the horn of his car outside, you grabbed your bag and a paper box and ran downstairs.

You hated going to people's houses with empty hands, so that afternoon you had decided to cook some pizza for him.

He was waiting by his car next to your apartment and when he saw you, his eyes lit up. His perfect smile beamed as he enveloped you in a tight hug, kissing your temple.

"Hi, darling" he whispered and you blushed.

"Hi, Josh" you replied, feeling his hand grasp yours.

"Are you ready? You didn't need to bring anything, by the way. What is it?" He asked as he took the bags from your hands and carefully placed them in the back of his Jeep, eyeing them curiously.