The Substitute Bonus Scene
Ambrose
Savage hates being taken care of. I’ve quickly learned he would much rather be the caretaker than the care takee. But he needs it. No one can give endlessly without needing their own cup filled. Maybe if we hadn’t been so in tune, I wouldn’t be able to tell, but since Tobi and I spent most of our free time at his place now, it’s become easier to sense his moods. Even if the asshat claims to be happy all the time.
So I’d talked to Tobi, and we made a plan.
I can’t help but laugh when it occurred to Savage what we’d done. The betrayal showed on his face.
“Did you expect us not to talk?” I hum against his ear.
“No, I don’t expect you to work with him to my benefit. I don’t like this three-way anymore,” he growls, grabbing a handful of my ass.
“Can’t deal with me being nice to you?” I ask through a laugh.
Tobi giggles against Savage’s chest.
“No, it’s fucking wrong. Even when we were kids and I was trying to help you, you were a dick to me.” Savage grabs a handful of Tobi’s hair and tugs. “You’re getting punished for this later!”
I nip at his lips. “Everyone was the enemy. I see it differently now.”
“You mean you like when I fuck you?”
“That might be part of it.” I mutter, rocking my dick into his hip, getting harder by the second. “But I didn’t trust anyone considered family. Even if you had good intentions, I couldn’t trust it.”
“Look at you going to therapy,” Savage says playfully.
“I had to talk to someone. Wanting to fuck my step-brother did me in.” I throw back as I drop to my knees in front of him. “Are you mad I’m healing.”
Savage sucks in a breath, gaze heavy as he drinks me in. “Not one fucking bit.”
I bite my way across his abs, ignoring his dick for the time being while Tobi lifts up on his toes to kiss Savage. I know when he’s had enough teasing, because Savage grabs me by the hair, and directs me where he wants me. I happily oblige, parting my lips over his tip.
His head falls back, and he groans. Tobi tries to drop down to join me, but Savage stops him.
“No, I want to fuck his throat,” Savage says between kissing Tobi.
I lift my gaze. “What are you waiting for?”
Tobi whimpers. “I want to watch.”
“Of course you can, baby girl.” Savage plays with my hair like he’s not about to use me.
And maybe I shouldn’t love it, but I do. I love how brutal he can be. I love knowing he’s giving me part of himself he doesn’t give Tobi. He’s so different with each of us, which makes me know this is real. He’s not just with me to make Tobi happy. It injects so much security between us, I don’t even know that I could explain it to anyone.
“What are you waiting for?” I taunt while Savage focuses on Tobi for a moment.
“Impatient fuck. I thought this was about me?” he growls.
“It was until you made promises.” I love getting him all worked up.
He grabs my head with both hands, like he’s about to fully take my mouth, but pulls back and pauses. “Let’s get out of the shower. I want to watch Tobi ride your cock while I fuck your mouth.”
Who can say no to that.
We’re all out of the shower in under thirty seconds and mostly dry.
“Lay with your head off the bed,” Savage says in a way that tells me he’s thought about this before.
I scoot to the side and tip my head over the edge of the mattress, locking eyes.
Tobi already has the lube and strokes some over me. I shiver at the coolness against my heated skin. Savage lines himself up with my lips, and smears pre-cum over them.
“What?” I ask when he doesn’t push himself into my mouth.
“Just enjoying the moment.” He forces a smile, but I know he’s in his head about moving away.
I reach out for him, stroking my fingers down the back of his thigh. “We aren’t going anywhere.”
“I know,” he says, but he doesn’t sound fully convinced.
“We’ll show you.”
“What’s wrong?” Tobi asks, sounding concerned.
“Nothing, baby girl.” Savage leans forward, reaching for Tobi. “Let me see you take his cock.”
Tobi straddles my hips, rubbing our dicks together before lifting up over me. My eyes fall closed and I suck in a breath as he lines himself up. Savage’s tip presses against my lips and they part automatically. He’s still teasing, only giving me his tip, and I gasp around him as Tobi sinks down, taking me all in one go. Who would have known he was a virgin just a few months ago?
I stretch trying to get more of Savage, but he’s being an ass, so I just give over, and let him do what he wants.
“That’s right, gorgeous, let me have my way with you.”
I open one eye and glare.
His smirk tells me everything I need to know. This was his design. He wanted me to give over to him. I relax my throat and wait while I slide my hands up Tobi’s thighs.
Savage smiles, not a smirk, a real smile. It warms my chest.
But I don’t have a second to dwell on it because he takes that moment to take me, thrusting to the back of my throat. The smooth metal of his piercings slide over my upper lip, and I close my lips around him. He pulls back and doesn’t give me a second to recover before bucking forward again. If I hadn’t already been rock hard the way he’s using me would have done it. I love that I can make Savage totally lose himself and let go. I swallow around him, earning a long groan.
I can’t focus on anything but the way he’s filling me and how Tobi is fucking himself on my cock. Tobi sits down on me and rocks, keeping my cock buried. Pleasure licks up my skin and I know I’m not going to last long. I’m utterly lost to both of them. Feeling this good shouldn’t even be possible.
Savage’s thrust become erratic, and he doesn’t try to prolong it. He gives over and fills my mouth and throat. I do my best to swallow his cum, but feel it leaking out the corners of my lips. I lap around his shaft, trying to get as much of it as possible while he falters in the throes of his release.
I don’t even realize it, I’m so focused on Savage’s pleasure, that by the time I come back from it I’m on the brink. So is Tobi, by the way Savage is encouraging him to jack himself off.
I fall into the waves of orgasm as Tobi clenches around me. I’m floating and not of this world, and I don’t want to be. Not when perfection with the two of them exists.
We clean up and fall into bed, since it’s well past all of our normal bedtime. I’m keyed up though, unable to sleep, but I lay there not wanting to disturb Tobi, who is already softly snoring.
I don’t realize Savage is still away until he speaks.
“Thank you gorgeous,” he says against my temple.
“I’m not gorgeous.”
“Yes, you are.”
“Just because you call him a pet name doesn’t mean you get to give me one.”
“Yes, I do. And guess what?”
“What?” I ask.
“You’re going to let me.”