[ gator climbs into his truck, dressed in civilian clothes β white t-shirt and worn jeans, john deere snapback backwards on his head. he drives to steve's, taking his time, driving the correct speed limit and stopping at signs. he likes to make them both wait β steve, eddie β he knows their bodies ache for him, greedy for his cock, his come. it doesn't take too terribly long before gator's pulling up. he picks up his phone, brows jumping as he texts steve: ]
( gator announces his arrival by text, and steve pockets his phone, texting eddie to "be ready" before hopping out with an overnight bag in tow - lube, condoms, a change of clothes, and a couple other supplies that might come in handy. he can't believe this is his life now, but the moment he catches gator's eye, he can't help but grin widely. yeah, okay, weird as it is, he kind of can't wait. the moment the three of them are alone, it's like all his worries melt away, and then it's just gator, eddie, and himself, and nothing else matters. )
What, got caught in traffic?
( he shakes his head, throwing his duffel bag into the back before joining gator up front. )
[ gator smirks, teeth bared in a half-smile as he spots steve bounding down to the truck. he tosses his bag and slides in, and gator immediately reaches over β he places his hand to the back of steve's head, guiding him into a kiss. it's slow, soft, gator's mouth opening to steve before he backs away, thumb trailing down his jawline. ]
I run on deputy time.
[ he places the truck into gear, pulling away from the harrington home as he heads back down the street and out. he's headed to eddie's trailer, placing a hand on steve's knee as his thumb rubs. he doesn't inch higher, not yet, not without eddie here. they're the three that share everything β including each other. gator's excited, in a good mood, another smile thrown steve's way. ]
Mmhm, I take care of my own. Don't think I wouldn't.
(i take care of my own. the words shoot a thrill up steve's spine, and he feels himself twitch between gator's words and the hand on his knee. he doesn't know how he has managed to luck out this badly, but ever since gator fell into their lives, steve has never felt so satisfied.
who knew days could be spent this way? the three of them take turns with each other, eager to see who can get the others off the fastest. every day a blur of skin and sweat and lube and spend. steve flashes a charming smile right back at gator. )
You do. ( he pauses, chewing on his lip. ) I like being one of yours.
[ i like being one of yours. gator lifts his hand from steve's knee to brush his thumb against his jawline. pretty, pretty. a good boy, a precious one that gator holds to his chest when they're exhausted. he looks good like this β cheeks pink, sinful mouth parted. when he first started fucking steve β it was an experience he wanted to open him up to. sucking and fucking on a level he's never had before. now, as they sit in the truck, headed up that familiar road β he thumbs steve's bottom lip. what a sight. ]
That's it, baby. We're gonna have fun, now ain't we?
[ he smiles, bright and sweet, a good look on gator when he's in a good mood. he plans on fucking them both, taking turns, sweet and white-hot as he fills both of them up. he likes this, the three of them, the way they nestle against each other's bodies. they dream of each other, they have moments where it could be β ]
You're mine, good boy. I make sure you remember that.
( it's remarkable to even think that this is something steve gets to have. steve and eddie, each taking turns with gator, with daddy, and steve couldn't be happier. the three of them go together so well, it's insane. )
We are. So much fun.
( steve turns to look at gator, leaning into the finger against his jaw. he studies gator, memorizes his profile. how did he ever get so lucky? )
I don't know what I ever did to convince you I'm worth having, but fuck, I'm so happy it did.
[ gator kisses steve's hand, thumb brushing over where his lips met his skin. he glances over, watching steve, watching his eyes. that's when he lowers his hand, resting it on steve's thigh. he wants to tease him, to give him something to look forward to. he begins to massage through denim, just to give steve friction. ]
C'mon, baby. You ready to have a little fun now?
[ hand still on the wheel, gator looks out at the road as his fingers slide upward on steve's thigh. it isn't too long before he's cupping steve's cock, giving it a hard rub. he finds it exciting, giving steve a handjob as they travel. sure, steve might not be able to come in time, but that's what eddie's for, isn't it? the three of them rutting against each other β gator glances over again, fingers squeezing. ]
What makes you think you ain't worth it? Look at you, baby, as if I had a chance. Me and Eddie are the lucky ones, sweetheart.
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[ gator climbs into his truck, dressed in civilian clothes β white t-shirt and worn jeans, john deere snapback backwards on his head. he drives to steve's, taking his time, driving the correct speed limit and stopping at signs. he likes to make them both wait β steve, eddie β he knows their bodies ache for him, greedy for his cock, his come. it doesn't take too terribly long before gator's pulling up. he picks up his phone, brows jumping as he texts steve: ]
ride's here, pretty boy.
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What, got caught in traffic?
( he shakes his head, throwing his duffel bag into the back before joining gator up front. )
Thank you. Y'know, for coming to pick us up.
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I run on deputy time.
[ he places the truck into gear, pulling away from the harrington home as he heads back down the street and out. he's headed to eddie's trailer, placing a hand on steve's knee as his thumb rubs. he doesn't inch higher, not yet, not without eddie here. they're the three that share everything β including each other. gator's excited, in a good mood, another smile thrown steve's way. ]
Mmhm, I take care of my own. Don't think I wouldn't.
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who knew days could be spent this way? the three of them take turns with each other, eager to see who can get the others off the fastest. every day a blur of skin and sweat and lube and spend. steve flashes a charming smile right back at gator. )
You do. ( he pauses, chewing on his lip. ) I like being one of yours.
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That's it, baby. We're gonna have fun, now ain't we?
[ he smiles, bright and sweet, a good look on gator when he's in a good mood. he plans on fucking them both, taking turns, sweet and white-hot as he fills both of them up. he likes this, the three of them, the way they nestle against each other's bodies. they dream of each other, they have moments where it could be β ]
You're mine, good boy. I make sure you remember that.
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We are. So much fun.
( steve turns to look at gator, leaning into the finger against his jaw. he studies gator, memorizes his profile. how did he ever get so lucky? )
I don't know what I ever did to convince you I'm worth having, but fuck, I'm so happy it did.
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C'mon, baby. You ready to have a little fun now?
[ hand still on the wheel, gator looks out at the road as his fingers slide upward on steve's thigh. it isn't too long before he's cupping steve's cock, giving it a hard rub. he finds it exciting, giving steve a handjob as they travel. sure, steve might not be able to come in time, but that's what eddie's for, isn't it? the three of them rutting against each other β gator glances over again, fingers squeezing. ]
What makes you think you ain't worth it? Look at you, baby, as if I had a chance. Me and Eddie are the lucky ones, sweetheart.