the stepfather vol. 1/2

6

VIOLET

I wake up a few hours later grabbing for the warm body next to me, but it's not there. Annoyed I groan and walk downstairs only wearing one of his rather large Nirvana tees.

"Daddy, where are you? I needed tend to, hello?" Jumping off the last step of the staircase I walk into the living room, right into Luke's meeting. Stopping in mid-step all four sets of eyes look up at me and my bare legs. Luke's eyes widen and the three other boys look at Luke, laughing. My eyes go wide and I run to Luke, hiding behind him.

"Daddy, who are they?" I whisper, nodding my head into the direction of the three other men. Luke grabs me and sits me on his lap and one by one, points to everyone. "The curly haired boy is Ashton. The asian-" "I'm not fucking asian!" "Oh shush calum." Luke laughs and replying to Calum. "That's Calum. And purple haired guy is Michael." I wave at them and they smile. Luke kisses my cheek and looks at the guys. "This is Viloet, my used to be stepdaughter. But me and her mom divorced, so she's basically," Luke looks at my face, trying to figure out what to say. Looking back up at the guys he sighs. "She's basically just a fuck buddy, my little sex kitten." Shocked I jump out of his lap and look at him.

"I'm just a fuck buddy to you? Are you being serious? I'm literally in love with you, Luke, and your saying I'm just something to fuck when you're horny and bored!"

UNKOWN POINT OF VIEW

The three boys look at Viloet, then at Luke, silent and wide eyed. Luke doesn't explain himself nor does he try to calm the screaming, emotional teenage girl in front of him. Instead he stands up from the couch and slaps her cheek, harder than needed, and walks away, out of the house his car keys in hand. Calum runs after Luke while Michael and Ashton try to comfort a crying Viloet. Still crying, Viloet stands up walking to the fire place mantle. In one swift move she slams pictures of her, luke and her mother onto the floor, smashing the picture frames into pieces of broken memories. Michael tries to grab her but she simply smacks his hand away and goes back to smashing pictures. Ashton doesn't try calming her because in the moment, she was simply terrifying.

Viloet looks at the two older boys a smile on her face, that sent shivers down their spines. She skips up the stairs making sure to knock down the pictures. The two boys follow her, trying to keep a safe distance from her. They watch as the once quiet girl, smears lipstick over Luke's mirror writing sad simple words on his walls with black eyeliner. Taking a step back, Viloet smiles and admires her work. "Perfect, almost." Turning her head towards the boys she smiles at them both, taking long strides to them. She stops in front of Michael and hungrily grips his face, kissing him out of anger, guilt and a hint of lust. Guiding the two shocked boys to the bed she undresses herself in front of them, happy at their responses. They wanted her, she wanted everything that Luke wouldn't give.

"Fuck." Viloet swears as Ashton thrusts into her. She loved the way he filled her up with pleasure and bliss. Laying between Michael's legs, she begins to suck his cøck, the tip pink and dripping pre-cum. Viloet smiles listening to the sound of Michael's moans and Ashton's skin slapping agaisnt hers. Michael grabs her hair balling it into a fist. "You fucking slut," he swears fucking her pretty mouth, wanting to touch everything. He was almost at his high and he felt great. Ashton and Viloet were coming down from their highs as Michael came into the teens mouth, her swallowing his cum and sitting on his naked lap.

Viloet knew she was just angry at Luke and this was just some sad pathetic way of getting back at him. But in her mind she was happy, she wanted all the attention on her, she wanted someone to fuck her brains out and make her feel special. And because Luke was an ass and she was problematic, they only communicated during sex and that never lasted long. Realizing that Luke would be home soon she stood up and redressed herself, smiling at the two boys she just had fun with. Ashton's honey colored curls sticking to his forehead from sweat and Michael's pretty purple hair, messed up from sex and Ashton's fingers.

Viloet climbed back into Luke's bed with the two men cuddling into Ashton's side. Running a hand down his toned chest, smiling as she stopped at his penis, rubbing the tip in a circular motion. Violet kept rubbing, Ashton held in moans as he was hardening. None of them heard the front door open, or Luke's angry yell of, "what the fuck." In the intense moment of the trio's sex act, Luke walked into his room with Calum at his side, only to see Viloet bouncing on Michael's lap, and her lips pressed against Ashtons. Calum's face was in full shocked but luke marched into the room and pulled Viloet away from the two boys, anger filling his sences. Viloet had a smirk on her face happy that Luke caught them, caught her calling Ashton daddy and screaming Michael's name in pleausre.

Luke looked at her and made the three boys leave. Grabbing her face he shooked his head and only muttered the words he felt.

"Why?"

A/N:

Okay so bam drama. So I changed her name to viloet cause I thought it fit better. I'm also basing her off two people, Viloet from 'American horror story', because of her outbursts and problematic behavior. And her looks and style from the main character from 'Scream Queens'.

But lmao, who wouldn't want to be part of a Mashton threesome? Like yes, tf, kidding-kind of.

Ily guys.

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