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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...

THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR * PART FIVE * PART SIX * PART SEVEN * PART EIGHT


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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.

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PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING;

i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

NEW RULE;

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Eduardo/Mark/Sean, Eduardo/Sean, threesome

(Anonymous)
Palo Alto summer era... So, Mark wants to have a threesome. He's with Eduardo, but all that Parker hero worship has kind of turned into him jerking off thinking about Sean and eagerly showing him stuff and, in general, having a really Mark-ish crush on him.

Mark talks Eduardo into the idea, even though he's extremely hesitant.

But Sean ends up being a hell of a lot more interested in getting Eduardo off than Mark. They have fucking mindblowing sex and Eduardo comes harder than he ever has and they wake up all unconsciously curled together, Eduardo sighing sleepily into Sean's chest, Mark dead to the world next to them on the bed.

AND THEN EDUARDO/SEAN HAPPENS.

Need this threesome pleeeaseee

fill | you can call me trouble 1/?

(Anonymous)
The first time Mark realizes he has a problem is the second or third time Eduardo comes out to Palo Alto to visit. For the first time in a long time Mark is acutely aware of his body - he’d been unconsciously ignoring basic hygienic and biological functions in favor of keeping up with the code, but now it’s a lot harder to ignore basic needs, because he’s naked on his bed and Eduardo has Mark’s dick in his hand.

That’s distracting enough on it’s own. Or, it would be, if Mark were able to look down and see anything besides Sean’s head bobbing between his legs.

That’s the distracting part.

It’s - he’s dating Eduardo, is kind of the thing. He’s not actually hooking up with Sean. Sean, who is probably, at this moment, either fucking a sorority girl on the couch or plotting kittenish revenge tactics that he actually believes to be on the same level as like. A serial killer.

Eduardo is jerking him off and smiling at him, and Mark rolls his eyes heavenward and stares at the pockmarked, white ceiling and tries to put Sean out of his mind, cheeks flushed. “C’mon,” he mutters at Eduardo when it proves futile, darting quick glances back and forth from Eduardo’s mouth to the ceiling. Eduardo has a nice mouth.

“What?” Eduardo breathes back, working his hand over Mark the way he has so many times in the past, the way that has always brought him off with efficiency and left him seeing starts. Tonight, it isn’t doing it for him.

“You know what would make this the best handjob ever?” Mark asks, fixing Eduardo with a long stare. Eduardo arches an eyebrow. “If you used your mouth,” Mark supplies, like that should be obvious, and while Eduardo sighs and looks very much put-upon, he ducks his head down to take Mark into his mouth, beginning with gentle suction that is wrong, and when Mark buries his hand in Eduardo’s hair it is straight and wrong and when Mark moves them to his shoulders they are narrow and wrong, and Mark comes eventually, but it isn’t satisfying, not by any means.

Eduardo is rubbing his sore jaw and looking like he expects something, so Mark shoots him a puzzled look and curls his toes, stretching. He yawns. “Y’know what we should do?”

“Jerk me off, at least,” Eduardo mumbles, but Mark ignores him, waving a dismissive hand in his general direction.

“Have a threesome,” he exhales, not risking a glance over at Eduardo to see his reaction. “Don’t you think that would be fun?”

“Fun,” Eduardo repeats slowly, and Mark cracks one eye open to peer up at Eduardo. He doesn’t look angry by any means, which is kind of surprising. Then again, Eduardo is the one always trying to get him to fuck on the back porch or begging Mark to tie him up or hold him down and make him take it.

Huh.

“With- with a guy?” Eduardo asks after a long moment of silence, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Like... someone we know?”

Mark pushes up on his elbow then, staring at Eduardo with both of his eyes wide open, his gaze blank. He blinks. Could it be possible that Eduardo had the same idea Mark had, all along? Could it really be that Eduardo was as attracted to Sean as Mark was, his bones burning with it-

The thought made him flushed and unsettled.

“I was thinking Sean,” Mark says bluntly, finally. “If he’s up for it. But he does have a lot of... experience. With these types of things.”

It feels a lot like opening a can of worms.

Either Eduardo hadn’t been thinking the same thing as Mark all along, or he’s gotten a lot better at his poker face, because he visibly reels back. “Sean? Yeah?” Something in Mark’s chest loosens at his obvious shock, but the tightness doesn’t stop him from nodding firmly.

“Yeah. I’ll talk to him tomorrow, if you want.” If you want. It was a formality, really. His tone wasn’t questioning.

“Okay,” Eduardo had breathed back, looking a little nervous, but- excited. Like the first time Mark had walked him around the house out here and then fucked him in the pool. “Tomorrow.”

*

fill | you can call me trouble 2/?

(Anonymous)
*


Looking back on it, years later, Sean can’t find it in himself to remember how it all started.

He knows how it started, of course, in the vague sense of ‘it’ being SeanAndEduardo, and ‘started,’ being ‘the little threesome that could not.

But the start of it all, the thread that pulled and pulled and then finally unwound, was Mark’s awkward and childish crush on Sean.

At first (though Sean is a seasoned professional and should have known better) he’d honestly thought it was just hero-worship. That Mark just admired him for a person.

Though, in hindsight, it does sort of seem that all roads lead back to Sean’s dick.

Anyway- Sean had thought it was kind of cute, at first, the way Mark hung on his every word, the way he went out of his way to make Sean feel involved and needed (“Hey, hey, Sean, hey, c’mere, I want to show you The Wall. Hey, what do you think? Isn’t it cool? Hey, Sean. Sean. There’s this other thing too, c’mere-”) until it got kind of weird.

Weird is a bad word for it, Sean thinks, mouth twisting down into a frown. Not weird, per say, but more like... odd. Peculiar, really, the way it almost turned into... a crush?

Lust?

Not that Mark wasn’t totally good looking in his own right, but... he wasn’t exactly Sean’s type. It was the simplest way to put it, and also the most accurate. Though he still remembers the way he spit out his drink and almost choked to death on a backwards intake of air when Mark came to him with The Proposal.

“You what?” Sean had asked, eyes popping out of his head once he’d recovered from gasping for air like a fish out of water.

“Eduardo and I want you to fuck us,” Mark had repeated, matter-of-fact and fucking perfunctory, like he wanted Sean to do their fucking taxes for them. His nostrils flared with his tell-tale give of impatience and frustration.

“You’re serious?” Sean had croaked, weighing his options over in his mind. He grappled frantically for an edge, anything to give him back his footing and hopefully the upper hand in the situation. “Eduardo - he’s okay with this?”

“He was,” Mark pauses, obviously searching for the right word, “hesitant.” Okay, Sean calculates, okay, so in Mark-speak, that means he had nearly run screaming for SFO the minute Mark had proposed the idea. “But he’s come around.”

“Jesus,” Sean whispered under his breath, unable to push the picture the three of them would make out of his mind. “You really want me to-”

“I’m not going to ask again,” Mark said, tipping his chin up and crossing his arms over his chest. He managed to look impatient and bored all at the same time, and Sean looked him over critically. His cheeks were tinged a faint pink, and Sean felt a smirk spread out slow over his face. So he wasn’t as unaffected as he’d like to pretend.

“All right,” Sean said, licking his lips, “let’s do it tonight.”

Re: fill | you can call me trouble 2/?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS SO GOOD

AHH.

i love it
so much
thank you for filling my prompt <3 omg

You know what would make this the best handjob ever?” Mark asks, fixing Eduardo with a long stare. Eduardo arches an eyebrow. “If you used your mouth,”

lmao omg mark. you little dick.

Though, in hindsight, it does sort of seem that all roads lead back to Sean’s dick.

omgkaljsgasf perfection

His cheeks were tinged a faint pink, and Sean felt a smirk spread out slow over his face. So he wasn’t as unaffected as he’d like to pretend.

uh ohhhhhh. i am so pumped for this, i can't even. everyone is so perfect, mark is just the right side of dickish, and eduardo's all secretly kinky but smiling and breathing out what at mark as he jerks him off? SO GOOD.




Re: fill | you can call me trouble 2/?

what. is. this?

PERFECTION. GOD PLEASE CONTINUE.

Re: fill | you can call me trouble 2/?

(Anonymous)
Ooh, Mark is such an egocentric little douchebag in this! I can't wait to see this come back to bite him in the back!

Eduardo is rubbing his sore jaw and looking like he expects something, so Mark shoots him a puzzled look and curls his toes, stretching. He yawns. “Y’know what we should do?”

Well, obviously Eduardo should dump Mark's unappreciative ass.

“Fun,” Eduardo repeats slowly, and Mark cracks one eye open to peer up at Eduardo. He doesn’t look angry by any means, which is kind of surprising. Then again, Eduardo is the one always trying to get him to fuck on the back porch or begging Mark to tie him up or hold him down and make him take it.

I'll go out on a limb here and say that Mark is probably not satisfying Eduardo's sexual needs. Wardo has ~needs, Mark! If you want to keep your sweet-looking Brazilian boyfriend you need to offer him more than neglect and blue balls!

Either Eduardo hadn’t been thinking the same thing as Mark all along, or he’s gotten a lot better at his poker face, because he visibly reels back. “Sean? Yeah?”

Sean? The guy Eduardo so far has shown nothing but contempt for? Gee, I wonder why Eduardo is not jumping at the opportunity.

“Yeah. I’ll talk to him tomorrow, if you want.” If you want. It was a formality, really. His tone wasn’t questioning.

This relationship strikes me as borderline abusive.

Anyway- Sean had thought it was kind of cute, at first, the way Mark hung on his every word, the way he went out of his way to make Sean feel involved and needed (“Hey, hey, Sean, hey, c’mere, I want to show you The Wall. Hey, what do you think? Isn’t it cool? Hey, Sean. Sean. There’s this other thing too, c’mere-”) until it got kind of weird.

I can see that. Sean always struck me as someone who very much wanted, even needed, to be looked up to and hero-worshipped but at the same time didn't quite consider his worshippers to be on the same level as himself. And while I think he genuinely liked Mark, admired his vision, and actually saw a lot of himself in him, he still used and manipulated Mark, easily and for his own benefit (even if Mark and Facebook benefited from the end result), and always considered himself somewhat superior to the awkward skinny geek.

“He was,” Mark pauses, obviously searching for the right word, “hesitant.” Okay, Sean calculates, okay, so in Mark-speak, that means he had nearly run screaming for SFO the minute Mark had proposed the idea.

*g* And this is why Sean is better with people than Mark - he hardly knows Eduardo and he has a better idea what must have been going on inside of him at that proposal than Mark.

This is going to be awesome, anon! So, so awesome!

fill | you can call me trouble 3/?

(Anonymous)
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It is so painfully awkward at the start.

Mark has to literally drag Eduardo into Sean’s room, and of course Sean is waiting for them in his bed, shirtless but with his glasses on and reading the fucking Chronicle like they’ve interrupted his personal time, like this is a surprise for him. Mark figures he’s probably turned on by the idea of that, like this is his own personal porno he’s set up for himself.

“Mark,” Sean smirks, nodding at him and then leveling his gaze on Wardo, who is half-hiding behind Mark. His grin turns predatory. “Eduardo.”

Eduardo tips his chin up at Sean as if to say I am not afraid of you, and Mark rolls his eyes. “So I want Sean to fuck me,” he announces to the room, talking to everyone and no one all at once. Eduardo makes a choked noise behind him and yeah, Mark doesn’t usually bottom (and by usually, see: ever) but this is different. This is Sean.

He’s not a God.

Then what is he?


He is looking at Mark with half-lidded eyes and beckoning him onto the bed and onto his lap, and Mark goes, feeling Eduardo’s eyes all along his back as Sean slowly divests him of his clothes, gripping his ass when Mark is down to just his boxers and laughing a little. “How ‘bout you suck Wardo off while I’m in you?” he sort of mumbles at Mark, blue eyes calculating as they sweep over the line of Mark’s jaw, trying to read his expression. “Would you like that?”

Mark nods, hypnotized. He would.

Without taking his eyes off Mark, Sean says, “Wardo, get on the bed and take your pants off,” voice soft more than commanding, but Mark hears the identical hitch in Eduardo’s breathing and knows what that means.

They end up with Eduardo kneeling at the foot of the bed, facing the headboard, Mark on his hands and knees with his head buried in Eduardo’s lap, Sean fucking into him hard and fast from behind. Mark feels dizzy, head swimming as Sean pounds into him, bruising his hips and knocking him into Eduardo with each thrust so that Mark is choking on his dick, luckily controlling his gag reflex and reinventing the art of the sloppy, slow blowjob. Eduardo seems to be enjoying it at any rate.

*

fill | you can call me trouble 4/?

(Anonymous)
For lack of anywhere else to look, Eduardo and Sean are... watching each other. Mark can’t lift his head up to notice, and it’s almost like they’ve forgotten he’s between them for a moment. Sean can’t quite take his eyes off the way Eduardo’s tipped his head back and dropped his mouth open, and with Mark’s mouth occupied, the only noises filling the room are the Portuguese words Eduardo is swearing under his breath and the gaspy little moans that slip out each time Mark gags with his mouth stretched wide around him.

Sean’s gaze slides heatedly down his chest over to his clenching abs and sweet v of his hipbones, Mark’s curly hair covering up the gorgeous cock that Sean had only gotten to see briefly - but long enough to be able to tell that Eduardo was shaved, and that’s a thought that makes Sean grunt a little louder, fucking Mark hard, ready to come and move on to whatever’s next.

He wonders if Eduardo will let him fuck him.

Sean’s always been kind of quiet during sex, except for when the urge to talk dirty takes him over and it spews uncontrollably from his mouth, but the urge is quieted by Mark’s muffled moans and the wet sounds of him slobbering all over Eduardo’s dick.

Eduardo’s intoxicating, sure, but part of the reason why Sean can’t take his eyes off of him is because Eduardo is staring back. He’s egging him on with that eyes-narrowed gaze, challenging Sean, and it sparks something inside of him that makes him piston his hips like crazy until he comes, imaging it’s Eduardo under him, fucking shaking with how badly he wants to lay Eduardo out on the bed and take him apart with his fingers and tongue, how badly he wants to see Eduardo loose control.

Sean watches him when he comes. He doesn’t loose control for Mark. Just says “shit,” like a prayer, and pulls Mark’s hair a little as his hips still with Mark’s lips sealed around him and his eyelashes swept dark against his cheeks.

Sean is going to make that look like a polite expression of gratitude.

Mark hasn’t gotten off yet, and he’s rubbing himself against the bedsheets when Sean pulls out and flops back against the pillows, scrubbing a hand down his face, tired. He peers over at Eduardo who is trying to regulate his breathing, wondering what to do. Eduardo stares back at him and then reaches down, cupping Mark’s face and brushing his curls off his forehead. The gesture is unexpectedly sweet and makes Sean’s stomach twist up into a gordian knot.

“Querido,” Eduardo sighs, his voice like a melody. Sean’s lips part against his will. His mouth is dry. “We want to see you get yourself off. He darts his gaze up at Sean and then back down to Mark. “Can you do that for us?”

Mark nods and stops pushing his hips into the mattress, sitting up and reaching one hand behind himself to push three fingers back into where he’s still fucked-open and wet from Sean, stripping his cock roughly with his other hand, mouth open in a silent gasp.

When he comes, he gives a strangled shout, giving up on trying to watch both of them and closing his eyes instead. “War- Sean,” he cries out, spilling all over his own fingers before relaxing gently into the bed.

Sean turns his gaze on Eduardo, looking all over the length of his long, lean body. “M’fucking you now,” he says, drunk off the very idea of it. He can’t get the noises Eduardo had made when Mark was blowing him out of his mind, and the idea of what he can make Eduardo do next - it’s making Sean loopy, desperate. He reaches out for Eduardo who crawls over to him willingly, nodding as he drapes himself over Sean’s body saying “yeah, yeah fuck me, Sean,” and they barely notice Mark pushing himself up onto his elbow next to them, looking confusedly between their bodies.

fill | you can call me trouble 5/?

(Anonymous)
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Okay, so. The thing is, is that. Mark has never had a threesome before.

But he’s not exactly sure this is how they’re supposed to go.

It’s- he watched a lot of porn before he popped the question to Eduardo, to be absolutely certain that this is what he wanted. And it had started out okay - he’d pretty much jerked off every day to the thought of Sean’s fingers closing around his hips and Eduardo watching - but things have taken... sort of a strange turn.

Eduardo and Sean have kind of forgotten that he is here.

This is awkward.

Don’t get him wrong, Mark was all about watching at first. Eduardo had sort of laid down on top of Sean and Mark had seen how that could be hot, he had seen the merit in watching Sean spread Eduardo open and fuck him slowly with his fingers (even though Mark hadn’t received the same special treatment, but whatever) and he’d gotten hard watching the way Eduardo went nuts for it, squeezing his eyes shut and moaning loud into Sean’s neck, rocking his hips against Sean’s, begging to be fucked.

It wasn’t the way Eduardo usually acted during sex, but Mark hadn’t even noticed- hey. It wasn’t the way Eduardo usually acted during sex.

Mark frowned as it hit him. Eduardo was never that loud with him. Eduardo had never ever once begged Mark to fuck him so hard he forgets his name. Sure, Eduardo had asked for lots of things before, things Mark almost never provided because they were ridiculous, sure, but. It wasn’t like this.

It wasn’t ever like this. Mark cocked his head to the side, taking mental notes. Eduardo and Sean were practically molded together, and at first glance, Mark couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Only the contrast of Eduardo’s tan against Sean’s paler skin allowed him to discern that there were actually two bodies in front of him. Sean had his legs spread out in front of him and Eduardo was grinding in his lap, Sean’s hands grabbing his ass and kneading it, spreading him open as they rocked their hips against one another, desperate and fast but in tiny motions, like they couldn’t bear to be separated for long enough.

Mark’s eyes trailed up to to watch their faces. He never looked Eduardo in the eyes when he fucked him. Now, Sean and Eduardo would stare intently at each other for a few long moments before one or the other would initiate a biting kiss, moaning and panting and fucking screaming the other’s name against their mouth.

“Hey,” Mark starts, speaking up suddenly. He shifts a little closer to them on the bed, feeling unwarrantedly creepy. “Hey, Wardo, you should suck me off.” He is not pouting.

“Mmm, his mouth is busy,” Sean mumbles, smiling, before Eduardo kisses him again, with less obvious teeth but more tongue, flashes of the appendage visible to Mark as he stares at them in confusion.

“Guys?” he asks, but they ignore him, Eduardo bouncing up in Sean’s lap and moaning at the top of his voice, Sean tapping his fingers against Eduardo’s ass and smacking it lightly, groaning out obscene stuff like “yeah, baby, ride me,” stuff that only seals in Mark’s deduction that they’ve forgotten he’s here.

And it’s like - Mark can’t even jerk off, okay, because this is seriously distracting, the way Eduardo can’t stop fucking shouting Sean’s name, and it isn’t even sexy anymore, it is like, the worst threesome ever.

And Sean’s dirty talk would be kind of sexy except that he is completely ignoring Mark, as if he weren’t even there.

On the bed with them.

Watching them fuck.

And it is Sean’s attention that is really the sexiest thing to Mark, the way he was all focused in on him when he was fucking him, and now that the attention is all turned on Eduardo?

Mark feels kind of put out. “Guys,” he snaps again, sharper, but they ignore him.

And keep fucking.

fill | you can call me trouble 6/?

(Anonymous)
*


Fucking Christ, it is so. So. There are no words, but it is so, so, something.

Sean has never had sex like this before, and he tells Eduardo so.

For some reason that just makes Eduardo go even crazier on top of him, moaning and trembling and Sean does not ever want this to end, but Eduardo is so fucking tight around him, and moaning so sweetly on top of him, and he is easily the best thing Sean has ever seen, in that instance, perfectly perfect and driving Sean to actually be at a loss for words.

“Fuck,” Sean slurs when he comes, unable to control the spastic jerks of his hips against Eduardo as he spills into him, honestly blacking out for a moment as stars explode behind his eyes, coming back to himself in time to notice that Eduardo has come all over Sean’s chest. He blinks down at himself, not really processing, a confused sort of oh-that’s-nice expression glancing his face and making Eduardo huff out a laugh before dipping down to kiss Sean, slower and so much sweeter than before.

“Holy shit,” Eduardo sighs out when he pulls away, the last word dissolving into a yawn. “‘ve never come like that before,” he admits, jaw cracking.

“I’m amazing,” Sean grins, scratching at his neck, the tell-tale throb of a forming hickey beneath his nail. “What can I say?” he acts like he’s extremely pleased with himself, like this was a ridiculous compliment and not the highest praise Eduardo could have given him. He puffs his chest out and Eduardo dissolves into hysterical giggles, flopping down beside him.

Mark squawks as Eduardo lands half on top of him, and they both jump out of their skin. “Jesus!” Eduardo shouts, going bright red. “I-”

“Forgot I was here?” Mark demands angrily, glaring at Eduardo. “I’m aware.”

“No, Mark, I just-”

“Save it,” he snaps, and Sean’s heart starts beating a little faster, as if to encourage him to do something, idiot.

“Boys, please. There’s enough of me to go around-” he winces as he’s thumped with two pillows before he can finish his sentence. It wasn’t the first time he’d said the wrong thing at the wrong time, and when he pushes back up, Eduardo is glaring at him too. “Uh, sorry?” Sean says sheepishly, looking down at his lap so he won’t have to see that quasi-hurt-and-pissed-off expression on Eduardo’s face. Whenever he looks back up he can only see flashes of ecstasy, Eduardo’s mouth open in a perfect red o, his bottom lip slick with spit from Sean’s mouth, and fuck. This is so not good.

Sean already wants to fuck him again. His dick has already jumped up to fully hard again against his thigh, as if to say, hey, stupid. Put me back where I was before, right this instant.

Sean pets it, trying to calm himself down. This isn’t going well, and he needs to do some damage control. Patience, he chides himself.

“Mark, this was your idea-” Eduardo is saying, arms crossed over his chest and bitchy expression in full force, eyebrows challenging Mark to come back at them all on their own.

It’s impressive.

Not as impressive as how well Eduardo can fuck, but like. Seriously impressive.

“Well I didn’t think you were going to completely ignore me, your boyfriend, and stare at Sean with your gooey eyes while he fucked you,” Mark shoots back, tone cutting, and Eduardo reels away as if he was burned. Sean ignores the minor palpitation he feels in his chest at the term ‘gooey eyes’ and gets in between them, stopping Mark with a hand on his chest.

Mark stares down at Sean’s wrist, and then up into his eyes, defiant. “Hey,” Sean soothes, “totally my fault. Sorry for hogging all the Wardo. In the morning I promise I’ll share better,” he lies through his teeth, scratching at his stomach before falling back against the pillows and yawning exaggeratedly. “‘Cause I don’t know about you, but I’m all fucked out, dude.” All three ignore the fact that Sean’s sporting a raging boner, pointedly. “I’ll even be in the middle,” Sean says, to avoid conflict.

Sure.

He reaches his arms out and pulls Mark and Eduardo in against each side, and when Mark’s eyes finally fall shut with an aggravated sigh, Sean can’t quite resist dropping a quiet kiss into Eduardo’s hair before settling in for some sleep.

fill | you can call me trouble 7/?

(Anonymous)
*
-Interlude-


Fucking Christ.

Shit, Eduardo, fucking-

Sean, Sean, oh, Sean, Sean

Sean.

Sean.

Fuck me harder, Sean.

You like that?

You just want me to hold you down and make you take it, don’t you Eduardo?

Do you like this?

Is this making you hot?

Are you hot for me, Eduardo?

Sean, Sean, please.

Please, Sean.

Sean, I need-

I know what you need.


Sean can’t sleep. Obviously.

He can’t think about anything besides the worshipful noises Eduardo had made when Sean was fucking him, how tight he was around him, the shining look in his eyes when Sean had made him come and the way he’d quietly confessed he’d never felt that way before. Sean wasn’t stupid. He understood the underlying message.

Mark had never made him feel that way before.

Mark slept like the dead and as soon as Sean heard the first snore, he’d pulled the old tablecloth trick and ripped his arm out from under him, and since then, Sean had been lying in the dark with one arm around Eduardo and the other pillowed underneath his head, staring at the dark ceiling and wondering what the fuck was happening to him.

At four AM, he can’t take it anymore.

“Hey,” he whispers, shoving at Eduardo’s shoulder. “Hey, wake up.” He shakes him gently, greedily staring at the angelic expression of peace Eduardo displays in his sleep before it is disturbed by confusion and a tired-sounding mumble.

“Sean? Wha’ time s’it?”

“Four,” Sean whispers back, and then, “can you be quiet?”

“What-” Eduardo starts, matching Sean’s whisper, and then, ignoring everything but his desire to be as close to Wardo as humanly possible again, slips under the sheets and sucks Eduardo’s cock down in one mouthful.

Eduardo lets out a surprised yelp above him, and then promptly slaps a hand over his mouth, glaring down at Sean and then glancing purposely back and forth between Sean and Mark’s sleeping form next to them on the bed. Every freckle on his fucking face is screaming what, what, what are you doing? but Sean pays it no mind, getting hard to the feeling of Eduardo getting hard in his mouth, filling out slowly as Sean makes him feel good. Sean lowers his gaze and focuses. As much as he wants to watch Eduardo’s face, he has to really strain to see him clearly in the dark, and he wants to give all his attention to making sure he’s doing the best job possible - from the way Eduardo is writhing around, Sean knows he hasn’t been taken care of like this often.

When he glances back up, Eduardo is biting down hard on his fingers, and his thigh muscles twitch when Sean slides his hands up from his kneecaps to his hips, groaning low and grumbly in his throat around Eduardo, enough to make him come, sobbing out a muffled and tortured gasp of Sean’s name as he shoves his hips flush down Sean’s throat, his cock slipping limply from Sean’s mouth after he’s taken a moment to recover.

Sean slides back up Eduardo’s body, hovering over him. “You okay?” he whispers as quietly as he possibly can, grateful for the dark to mask his genuine expression of concern.

Eduardo nods dumbly, one side of his mouth quirking up into an odd smile after a minute. “Two blowjobs in five hours,” he whispers back, voice hoarse, “just trying to adjust.” He waves one hand around in an awkward, all-encompassing gesture. “That’s a new record.”

Sean frowns down at him. “That’s pathetic,” he shoots back, his super-stealthy whisper turning into more of a stage-whisper than anything. Still, Mark snores on next to them.

It’s almost enough to kill Sean’s boner.

Almost.

“I know,” Eduardo laughs, shaking his head, and then, suddenly coy and shy, “C’mere,” slipping one hand under the blanket to pull Sean close by his hips and take him in his fist and start jerking him off.

Sean passes out immediately after he comes, not aware of anything besides the immensely satisfied feeling that drips from his pores, how absolutely sated he feels, face mashed into his pillow and Eduardo warm next to him.

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(Anonymous)
*melts into puddle of warm, happy, fuzzy-feeling-filled goo*

I was going to leave a long, rambly comment again, but. Words. I lack them. Too gooey. Love this, anon!

Re: fill | you can call me trouble 7/?

GAAAwwwddd i love this anon, i really really do. SO FUCKING HOT and so sweet and mark is perfectly befuddled and eduardo being so incredibly lost in the sex and out of it!? UGH MY BULLETPROOF KINK IS EDUARDO LOSING CONTROL. ssiiighhh.

this is wonderful. i just finished up 15 hours on 3 different planes and this is the perfect thing to come back to before i drift off into jetlagged sleep thinking about sean and wardo cuddling.

it was ALL insanely hot but this- Every freckle on his fucking face is screaming what, what, what are you doing? but Sean pays it no mind, getting hard to the feeling of Eduardo getting hard in his mouth, filling out slowly as Sean makes him feel good.

uughh, yes, and then how they were all quiet- quiet muffled sex YET ANOTHER PERFECT KINK.

also Mark frowned as it hit him. Eduardo was never that loud with him. Eduardo had never ever once begged Mark to fuck him so hard he forgets his name. Sure, Eduardo had asked for lots of things before, things Mark almost never provided because they were ridiculous, sure, but. It wasn’t like this.

YEAH, GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD, MARKY MARK. y'all are overrr.

ahh this is so good. <3 thank you for writing this!!!

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Unf. Unfy unfy unf.

God, more please!