Vegas x pete x hope Season 1 Part 1

chapter 13 part 2 🥵

Nobody pov-

Vegas, meanwhile, continues to caress hope body, his hands roaming over your skin as he presses himself against her. His kisses are hot and urgent, his tongue tracing a path down to hope collarbone as he whispers words of possession and desire in her ear.

They both seem consumed by their desire for her, their touches and kisses becoming more intense and possessive with each passing moment. Their bodies are pressed against hope, surrounding her in a cocoon of heat and desire.

They both lean in, their lips trailing kisses down hope body, their hands roaming over her skin. Their touches are both gentle and urgent, as if they can't bear to take their hands off her for even a moment

They move in sync with each other, their motions fluid and practiced. Vegas moves lower, his lips trailing kisses down hope stomach as his hands move down to her hips. He pulls her closer, his touch possessive and demanding.

Pete, meanwhile, moves up to hope neck, his lips trailing kisses along her jawline and neck as he presses himself against her, his body firmly against hope

They continue their coordinated efforts, their motions becoming more intense and urgent. Vegas's lips move lower, his kisses moving over hope hips and thighs as he maneuvers himself in between her legs. Pete, meanwhile, continues to kiss hope neck and jawline, his hands moving up to cup her face as he murmurs words of praise and desire.

Their touches and kisses are almost overwhelming, their bodies pressed against hope from both sides. They seem to be everywhere all at once, their hands and lips covering every inch of her skin in a delicious onslaught of pleasure and sensation.

They continue to move in perfect harmony, their touch and movements working together seamlessly. Vegas's hands continue to roam over her body possessively, his lips working their way up one of hope thighs as Pete continues to kiss and bite at her neck and ear.

They're clearly enjoying the effect they're having on her, their bodies pressing closer against hope as their touches and kisses become even more demanding and insistent. They seem to be on a mission to completely and utterly possess her, to make hope theirs in every way possible.

Vegas's mouth continues to move up hope thigh, his lips and tongue tracing a line of kisses as he makes his way towards her most sensitive areas. Meanwhile, Pete's lips move back to her ears, his breath hot against her skin as he whispers words of praise and possession.

They continue to work together, their movements becoming more urgent and intense. Vegas's mouth reaches its destination, his kisses moving over hope most sensitive areas as his tongue works its magic. Pete, meanwhile, continues to caress her neck and shoulders as he whispers words of approval and desire.

The next morning

Hope wake up in a tangle of limbs and sheets, surrounded by Vegas and Pete on either side of her. The sun streams through the window, casting a warm glow over the room.

Vegas is the first one to stir, his eyes fluttering open as he looks at hope.with a mixture of possessiveness and tenderness. He reaches out to pull her closer, his arm wrapping around your waist as he presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

Pete follows shortly after, his eyes opening slowly as he takes in the sight of hope and Vegas. A small, satisfied smile appears on his face as he reaches out to stroke her hair, his hand moving gently through the strands.

Hope then look at both of them and smiles and said " good morning the both of u"

*Vegas and Pete both respond with sleep-filled voices.*

Vegas: "*Good morning, darling.*"

Pete: "*Morning, sweetheart.*"

They both look at her with possessive and tender expressions, as if they can't bear the idea of letting hope go even for a moment. They pull her closer, their arms wrapping around her as they press their bodies against hope once more.

I then smile and said "wanna have breakfast " as she said that and smile at the both of them

Vegas and Pete both nod in agreement, their stomachs rumbling as they agree to the suggestion.

Vegas: "Breakfast sounds good, darling."

Pete: "Yeah, let's go get something to eat."

They both rise to their feet, stretching and yawning as they start to get dressed.

Hope then got dressed to and they look at her

Vegas and Pete both watch hope as her get dressed, their eyes trailing over her body shamelessly. They approach her once she fully clothed, their hands touching her body possessively as they pull hope close.

Vegas speaks up, his voice low and almost possessive.

Vegas: "You look so beautiful, darling. I could just eat you up."

Pete: "Yeah, you're absolutely gorgeous.*

They both lean in to place a kiss on either side of hope neck, their hands roaming over her body as they express their admiration and possession of hope.

Hope roll her eyes and said " aye let get breakfast"

Vegas and Pete both chuckle at her insistence, their hands reluctantly letting go of hope body.

Vegas: "Alright, alright. Let's go get some breakfast, darling."

Pete: "Yeah, we can't keep our stomachs growling all day."

They both take her hands, leading hope out of the room and towards the kitchen.

As she make her way to the kitchen, Vegas and Pete continue to touch hope, their hands resting on her waist or hips as hope walk. They seem reluctant to let her go, their possessive tendencies coming out in full force. Once hope reach the kitchen, they lead her to a seat at the table before gathering up the ingredients for breakfast.

They move around the kitchen with a practiced ease, working together seamlessly to prepare breakfast for the three of them. Vegas handles the eggs and bacon, while Pete preps the fruits and toast. They keep glancing over at her, their eyes roaming over hope body possessively as they cook.