Brett x Eddy x Reader

This is my boyfriend Eddy, and this is Eddy's boyfriend Brett (NSFW) Pt.2

"You've prepared yourself so well, baby," Eddy whispered seductively into your ear after taking the noise canceling headphones off.

Eddy took a firm grip of your hair as he trailed the same line with his tongue, from your collarbone to your ear, more lustful and aggressive this time.

Then the contact suddenly disappeared.

"Patiance Eddy, you're acting like a starved lion."

It was Brett's voice. He'd taken ahold of Eddy's hair and yanked him away from his pray.

"I'll have to teach you some manners, won't I?"

You could hear Eddy's shaky breathing hitch and assumed Brett had tugged his hair to make a point.

"Now, behave," Brett said lowly before letting go of the dark locks.

Eddy slowly moved back to you, as if testing the waters. Once he was close enough for you to feel his hot breath against your skin, and Brett hadn't interfered yet, he dared to draw his tongue over your neck again.

No other part of his body was touching you, making the sensation of his tongue a thousand times more intoxicating.

Eddy's tongue was light, far too light, it was the biggest tease and you cursed the rope that restrained your hands. If you had it your way you would already have Eddy buried deep inside you, consently depriving you of your ability to walk with rough thrusts.

The shivers wouldn't stop coming each time his tongue brushed over your sweet spot or teased the sensitive skin of your ear. You were moaning like a wreck already, and the game had barely even started.

The lewd sounds filled Eddy's ears and he felt his self-control faltering. Instinctively, he placed a firm hand on the side of your head as he bit down on the sweet spot in the crook of your neck, causing you to moan loudly, your tied hands shooting up to his now apparently bare chest automatically.

Once again, your contact with Eddy was lost abruptly as Brett yanked him by his hair, this time so forcefully it caused Eddy to moan.

"Did I give you permission to touch y/n, Eddy?" Brett's voice was so intimidatingly low it made Eddy's insides flutter and breathing speed up.

Eddy frenetically shook his head as much as Brett's hand would allow him to. He was unsure whether he had permission to speak of not but didn't dare to take any chances.

"You know, you haven't been a very good boy today, Eddy," the nickname came naturally, but Brett bit his tongue the second he said it. Was it too much?

"What are you gonna do about it huh? Punish me?" Eddy said through heavy breathing.

Brett was very relieved to see Eddy play along, but also very surprised at the comment. Eddy had been very submissive this far, why the sudden change of heart? No matter the answer, Brett liked the attitude.

Brett swiftly rolled them over so that he straddled Eddy who now laid in front of you, his head right by your knees.

"Since when did you become so feisty, huh?" Brett teased while having a steady grip of Eddy's wrists, pinning them down on either side of you.

"I realized the dictator needed an objector," Eddy replied smoothly.

Brett grinned at the response.

"So what does the objector say if I do this?"

With that, Brett shoved Eddy's wrists to his sides and placed his knees on top of them. He then shot Eddy one last grin before bringing you in for a kiss with both hands on either side of your head.