every man gets his wish

bad habits (smut)

warnings: smut + plot, threesome, teasing, oral (fem receiving/male receiving), fingering, pet names, use of word slut and whore, 🤏🏻🤏🏻 degradation, unprotected sex (p in v), one spank, miles and alex being dominant, aftercare

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when you met alex, you thought he was gonna be just a good friend.
you can't help but think how wrong you were.
you two met at school, you had the same group of friends and you were a fan of his music.

you always had a good friendship with him, even because you could talk with him freely about everything, you never had problems with that. he would give you advice on how to behave with a guy, and you would give him that as well; you could say you were best friends.

that until he broke up with arielle, you spent nights chatting with him about your previous relationships and how love hurts, he was a hopeless romantic and – you thought – he couldn't stop being.

you never denied you were attracted to him, it was something that you couldn't change, you always found his body attractive, but there was something more – you weren't someone who's only attached to the body. his mind is brilliant and his lyrics are full of emotions.

he changed, but you were still deciding if it was positive or a negative change.
he started to go out with one of his best friends, miles, again and you were certainly happy for him because miles was helping him to deal with his break up.

miles.
when you met him, you felt something, something that you never felt even with your ex.
these two were completely different people when they were together; you felt the heartbeat go faster and your knees weak.

they completely got into you.

you started going out together more frequently and you loved it, because you felt free with them, with no bad thoughts or worries, completely relaxed.

yet, you couldn't avoid noticing the glances they exchange, filled with lust and desire.
it was weird, but you felt wanted.
they get worse when they're drunk, even if you know well that they

alex one night called you to celebrate, you didn't know exactly what but you couldn't decline.
you wore your best clothes, a short red velvet dress, which hugs your body perfectly, tights and high black heels.

when you arrived at the pub, your eyes scanned the large room, travelling to search alex and miles in the crowd. as you noticed the two, they did too, so you walked with your sinuous body towards them.

"hey.." you smiled eagerly, they got up to hug you.
it's been ages since you had such a satisfying sight for your eyes.
all you can think is how good they looked, so fuckable, you couldn't help but think that.

you hugged alex first and confidently his hand travelled down your low back, pressing your body against his, all flushed you pulled away from the hug, getting your way to miles, he did the same thing alex did.

you felt your soaked panties rubbing against your cunt and throbbing clit as you sat on the chair, your pussy clenched around nothing, you resisted to let out a groan of frustration.

you missed to me touched by a male and in that case you had two men, two so fucking sexy men.

"So, darling, how are you doing?" Alex smirked, rolling his finger around the edge of the glass, filled with some drink.

"I... I'm doing fine, thank you" you smiled, trying to not look down his slander finger, thinking that you want it all in your cunt.
"You?" you asked genuinely curious, you read that their tour was going really well.