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They resembled a masterpiece brought to life. Each brushstroke of their personalities unique, yet harmonizing seamlessly in a captivating rhythm. Intrigued beyond restraint, Aurelia's curiosity unfurled like an insatiable muse, compelli...
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TW: sexual content ahead. Reader discretion advised.
Elijah tosses the second condom of the night to the side, he watches Andrew kiss her while the both want for him obediently on all fours. He could see how excited the both were, but his head wasn't with them. He needed to relieve himself. He stands behind Drew, griping his hip with one hand, pulling him against him. While the other teases her fold, from behind.
She was wet, really wet. He could just slide in, but right now he is going to fuck Andrew. He's used to this. He could handle it.
"Fuck, Eli you're going to– ah!" Drew means as he slams his hips forward. Making Drew bite his lip and fist the blanket while Aurelia watches, wiggling herself against fingers that's massaging her.
"So fucking eager to be fucked, huh?" His hand comes in contact with her backside harshly before pushing two fingers inside her. He is so pissed off, and it's not even at the two whose a mess beneath him.
"Don't be so hard on her– fuck! Eli!" Drew moans as Elijah grips his shoulder, keeping him still as he forces his hips forward. Each time their skin met, the louder the other male got. He didn't forget his girl beside Drew. Aurelia pushes herself against his finger, moaning as he curls them inside her.
"Shit..." He mumbles, as Andrew moans his name, he knows he's close. After a few thrusts, Drew moans before releasing on the blanket below him before falling forward, panting heavily.
Elijah steps to the side, pulling the condom off and putting a new one on. He watches as she looks back at him, waiting, whimpering for him to do something. He grabs her waist, teasing her entrance with his top before slamming himself inside her. Treating her the same way, not giving her any time to adjust, before showing her the same amount of force as he did Drew. He's admiring his work, their bodies covered in hickeys and bite marks, his back and chest covered in scratches. It's like they all went to war, and now they were at the last stretch.
He doesn't know how long they have been going at it. It had to be an hour.
"E-Eli... I can't!" she screams, her toes curling her grip on the pillow tightens, before her walls clenched around him, gripping him back inside her as she rides off her orgasm. Andrew collapsed on the bed the moment he pulled out, his bed sheet ruined completely. As she thrust a few more times inside her, he pulls out, watching her lie beside Drew, both panting heavily, while he takes off the used condom he finished in.
He didn't mean to go this hard on them, but he didn't know how to feel when he saw them both naked at that moment. After coming back from a horrible father and son dinner he just wanted to come back to his partners to just hold them. However, he went from wanting to hold them to wanting to fuck them, but he was pissed with his father, with his mother, with everyone who was there at the damn restaurant.
