[ 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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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.