Ship to Wreck

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So like... porn. And angst. And questionable choices.

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"Do you want some sparkling water, sweetheart?" Gio asked his girlfriend, hands gently on her waist. "Something sparkling just seems fitting for our outfits," he explained with a small smile. He knew something happened with Christian, and he just wanted to lighten the mood. He lived to make Athena happy. He wanted them both to be so happy. To be a family.

Athena returned his smile. "No, I think I just want you," she said cheekily, trying to put the ball, her stupidity, and her first, and probably last, dance with Christian behind her. Trying to put the tears in Christian's deep brown eyes behind her.

Gio laughed and kissed his girlfriend passionately before navigating them to Christian's large, sectional couch. He pulled Athena into his lap and deepened the kiss further, his tongue rubbing against hers. "I love you," he whispered in her ear. He knew Athena loved the feel of his warm breath blowing against her lobe.

"I love you too, and I have the best idea," she said with a smirk, crawling off his lap and onto the floor – trying to make sure she didn't get tangled in the length of her dress. She moved between Gio's legs, positioning herself on her knees.

"Athena, you don't have to," Gio said quietly. He should be doing this for her – not the other way around. She was carrying his baby, and she deserved to feel loved.

"I've been thinking about taking you all night," she said with a slight giggle, so excited and ready to make Gio feel good. God, she loved fucking him. She loved him. His puppy-dog eyes never failed to make her melt. Even in his rare anger, they reminded her that he was good and kind.

Athena had been so unbelievably horny lately, to the point she had shared a fantasy or two with Gio that she never would have shared with Kyle. Fucking in formalwear was definitely on the list. "Okay, mi corazón," Gio said with a nod. "If it's what you want, there's no way in hell I'm objecting."

To make things easier for her, Gio removed his tuxedo jacket and lifted his hips to unbutton his trousers, pulling them far enough down for Athena to have the access she needed.

She spent a little time lubricating his length before taking him all in her mouth, using her hands to gently massage his balls. She knew how much he enjoyed it. His deep breathing and guttural moans only proved her correct.

"Fuck, Athena." Gio didn't think she could get any better at this, but she proved him wrong every time.

Gio was getting close, but the sound of someone entering the apartment halted his quick release.

"You do know Gio has an apartment, right?" Christian's voice was mixed with displeasure and hurt. "He doesn't need his cock sucked in a shared space."

Athena bit her lip and gave Gio a look that said please, and Gio knew exactly what she wanted. Formalwear sex wasn't the only fantasy she shared with him. A threesome with one of his teammates was also on the list. Preferably in the clubhouse, but Gio knew this would do just fine.

"You could just join us," Gio shrugged, giving the taller, lankier man an invitation. "I know how much Athena enjoys your dick, and I think she probably wants it right now. Don't you, babygirl?" Gio asked his beautiful girlfriend, running a hand through her soft dark hair. Gio knew Christian was a risk, because there were feelings involved, but his girlfriend's pleasure came before that concern. At least in the heat of the moment.

Christian gulped. He was unsure of whether or not Gio's offer was serious, but Athena's soft voice assured him it was. "Please, Christian," she said quietly. She couldn't say more than that. She couldn't tell him that she wanted him, that she needed him . . . That she ached for him. And she always did. But she yearned for Gio, too.