#justin morrow drabble

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DOMINATE THE GAME MASTERLIST

PAIRING: Listed on each chapter

Summary: You are the star player and captain of you college soccer team. When your long time Coach allows his assistant coach to step in for a practice, things heat up in more ways than just one.

*This is real-person fiction. Real people in fictitious situations. If this is not your thing, please find another story to read. Contains power imbalace in form of a coach/althlete au. Please read CWs before continuing.

Minors please do not interact. Any minor/ageless blog that interacts with my work will be blocked.

Not a full-fledged series, as no ending will be written. It is an accumulation of many one-shots, drabbles, and/or thots in the same universe

This work is in collaboration with @nerdraging4point0 please check out her work and give her a follow 💜 #ladyraging

DOMINATE THE GAME

EXHIBITION

[coming soon] Dangerous Play - Coach!Justin Morrow x reader

{coming soon} [untitled] Coach!Ryan Sitkowski x reader

{coming soon} [untitled] Profressor!Mauro x reader x Professor!Ruffilo

{coming soon} [untitled] Author!Jolly Karlsson x college student!reader

[jaceyneedsabetterusername]

For Good Measure

Request:  “ Oh my gosh I loved your "Appreciation" fic! Your writing style and set up was amazing. In a similar vein, can I request a Chris Motionless x Justin Morrow x Reader smut fic? I'm a *huge* masochist/sub and I've been looking for a BDSM/two Dom guys threesome fic with them FOREVER and can never find one ;-;” - @deepstarlightemo

Warnings: Horribly written, unedited pure smut (BDSM (light), choking, overstimulation, spanking, threesome, slut shaming, I honestly can’t believe I wrote this)

A/N: I hope this is something like what you were looking for! I made it an AU cause I wasn’t quite sure how to do it with them in their real roles. Also, thank you so much! 

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You may have had times where you’d been ashamed of your profession, tried to hide it from your family and friends by covering up and just saying you were a performer. That wasn’t entirely a lie. It just wasn’t very specific. Sure, you were a performer: a performer of sexual acts in front of a camera. A pornstar. 

When you started, you’d never imagined you’d have gotten where you are now. It started as a way to make money in college when you couldn’t find a job. It was just faceless cam-girl stuff. You covered any distinguishable marks on your skin with foundation so nobody would be able to figure out it was you. But slowly, you began to realize that this was something you actually liked and your shame faded away into power and confidence. 

And in times like now, there was no way you could be ashamed. You were just too damn excited. You were about to film a BDSM scene with two of your personal favorite performers in the industry, Chris Cerulli and Justin Morrow. This was a dream cum true (get it?). 

The cameras were rolling but you hardly noticed. You were so turned on already and nobody had even touched you. You were standing in five inch black heels, black sheer stockings with garters that attached to your black lace panties, if you could even call them that. In place of a bra, clamps connected by a chain were attached to each of your nipples. Your hands were tied above your head to a hook in the ceiling, leaving you stuck there in the center of the dimly lit room that had more than its fair share of sexy objects and furniture. 

“My, my, my. What do we have here?” A dark voice said from behind you. You couldn’t see him, but you knew it was Chris.

Equally as dark and serious, Justin answered, “Looks like a fucking whore to me.” The men walked up to you, Chris smacking you hard on the ass out of nowhere. You yelped. 

“I’m sorry what was that?” Chris got closer to your face, his eyes painted dark in contrast to the pale makeup on his face. 

You composed yourself, “Thank you, sir.” 

“That���s better.” He stood back up straighter. Although you’d scene them dozens of times in some of his films, all of his tattoos were absolutely mesmerizing. Most dom men in the BDSM community always wore all black but Chris always did his shirtless and you were pretty sure it was one of the reasons he turned you on so bad. Tattoos had always gotten you going. 

Justin was shirtless too in order to match with Chris’s signature. He didn’t have as many tattoos but he was more muscular than Chris, both men still ridiculously attractive. 

You hadn’t noticed that Justin stepped away until he returned, trading places with his counterpart to stand before you. Without saying anything, he reached his hand out to grip around your throat and held you in place while he inched his lips towards yours. You tried leaning in, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips on you, but just as they were about to graze, he dropped his hand from your throat and yanked on the chain attached to your breasts, pulling your nippled hard. 

“AH! Fuck!” You whimpered out, twisting in your bindings. 

You hadn’t noticed the black wand in his hand until he flipped it in his hand and flipped the switch on it. The large vibrator began to buzz in his hand. Justin pointed the round tip towards you and began to run it down along your arms and across your sore breasts, making you shiver. Finally, he made his way down to you core where you needed it most. 

He pressed it hard against your lower lips and you squirmed to try and get it on your clit more. “Awww,” Chris cooed, “How pathetic.” He smacked your ass yet again, your body sliding up and your clit finally getting that stimulation it craved, if even for a second. 

“Please, sir…” You begged Justin, leaning forward to readjust yourself on the buzzing device in his hand. 

Justin followed your body with the device, “Please what?” 

Chris came up behind you, pressing his bare chest to your back and began massaging your breasts, pulling every now and again on the chain. He slipped your hair over one shoulder and began kissing along it gently in harsh contrast to the abuse he was laying into your overstimulated nipples. 

“Please, sir, please can you put it on my clit?” Your head lulled to the side to give Chris better access. 

Suddenly, Justin smacked the inside of your thigh, the sensitive skin stinging, “Spread your legs.” You did as he instructed and stepped out a little more, your ass pressing into Chris’s bulge behind you. 

Justin reached down and grabbed the front of your panties and pulled them up tight and hard against your slit, making you wince at the aggressive contact on your sensitive skin but loving every second of it. After a few seconds of that, he released his pulling but replaced the pressure with direct contact with your clit on the vibrator. 

You moaned loudly, finally allowing yourself to lean into the light vibrations. It wasn’t much but it was something. 

Behind you, Chris’s tongue ran up your neck and bit your ear before slapping your ass again. “Ah!” Your hips bucked against the vibrator and Justin turned it up a level, the buzzing more intense as you did. 

Your breathing began to get a little shaky and your legs were having a hard time holding your weight. “F-f-fuck. Please can I cum?” You asked, the knot in your stomach forming and getting tighter and tighter. 

“No cumming unless we say.” Chris growled, stepping away from you and coming around to the front. 

It was getting harder and harder to hold off your orgasm, “Please, sir, I’m so close.” 

Justin shook his head, “We didn’t say yes so you better not cum.” 

You were right there. You were so damn close. Tears began to spill over your eyes as it became almost painful, “I’m gonna cum!” You announced when you got too close to pull back. 

Justin pulled the toy away just milliseconds before you could fall over.

“Fuck!” You screamed, feeling your orgasm ripped away from you.  

 As he did, he reached up and removed the nipple clamps. You sighed at the relief but it was short lived as Justin’s hand came up to smack your tender breasts, red marks smattering across the skin. “Ow!” You cried with pleasure, juices dripping down your legs. 

He reached above your head and undid the knots around wrists, “Let’s get you out of this.” He muttered as he did so. 

Your arms fell, blood finally returning to your limbs as you stumbled slightly, your full weight returning to your heels. The relief wasn’t too long lived though. 

Chris grabbed your hair in a makeshift ponytail and yanked your head over to face him, “Bend over that table, ass in the air.” He hissed at you, walking you over to the table and pushing your head down. With his knee, he spread your legs across and smacked your butt hard. His free hand dipped down between your folds, fingers slipping into you easily, “So fucking wet.” 

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your legs, leaving the garters and heels still on. 

“Here it is.” Justin said from somewhere above you and you saw his arm stretch out over you, handing Chris the vibrator they’d just used moments ago. 

Chris bit his lip with a smirk, the metal rings in it glistening between his teeth, before switching it on. He reached under your hips and hoisted your rear in the air and nuzzled the vibrator under you, tucking it between your folds until it was pressed hard against your bare clit. Chris flicked the small device on, sending shocks down your body. While you moaned and ground yourself into it your hands tried to grip onto the table you were lying on. 

“Oh shit.” You moaned out, breathy whimpers going straight to Chris and Justin’s cocks. 

When the men returned to you, both were completely stripped naked. Chris stood behind you, rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds before slamming roughly into you, making you yelp loudly and reach for something to hold on to. 

Justin stood at the other end of the small table and grabbed your hair, pulling the top half of your body up. His large member waved in front of your face, “Open up, slut.” 

You readily obeyed, small moans escaping as you did from the mixture of Chris pounding into you and the vibrator still going strong on your clit. Justin used his grip on your hair to thrust you down on his cock, shallow at first but then further, almost down your throat. You gagged around him, eyes watering and makeup beginning to run down your cheeks. 

You were still close from the last time they’d edged you so it really didn’t take long at all to get close to that brink. Looking down at you, Justin could tell you were close. The way you  moaned around his cock and the way your eyes were closed tightly were dead giveaways, “You gonna cum?” He asked. 

You nodded and pulled off his cock, “Yes, oh my God. Please can I cum.” 

Justin forced his cock back down your throat. Chris gripped your hips and pressed you harder down into the vibrator, which was now on its highest setting. “Not yet.” 

You shook your head violently, “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.” 

Chris’s hand came down hard on your ass which was scarlet red now, “Not without permission.”

 You were so desperate. You genuinely couldn’t hold back. “Please, I wanna be a good girl but I’m gonna-” 

“Cum.” Chris demanded and you completely fell apart around their cocks. Your pussy squeezed around him tightly, the vibrator still going crazy on your clit. 

Your body kept trying to come down but the vibrator wouldn’t allow it, the pleasure beginning to turn almost painful. You tried to squirm away from it but Chris held your hips down hard onto it. “Ahhhh fuck!” Your eyes screwed shut as you screamed. 

Chris didn’t let up though. He held onto the vibrator and pressed it harder into your clit himself, still pistoning his hips into your clenching wetness. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, stop!” You begged. 

Chris, knowing that you had a safe word and would use it if you genuinely wanted things to stop, kept pressing in, “I thought you said you wanted to cum? Aren’t you cumming?” He asked innocently. 

Justin leaned down and sucked a hypersensitive nipple into his mouth with a pop before his hand came down to smack your nipple harshly. 

“Oh my fucking God!” You gripped the table harshly, your legs shaking violently as the pain began to become pleasure once again. Your body felt ice cold this time. 

Justin moved the end of the table next to Chris, leaning over to choke you once again, his free hand stroking his cock quickly, chasing his own release. Beneath the two men, your body exploded once again with a loud scream, your body shaking in a way you’d never experienced with orgasms. 

Chris pulled out of you and stroked himself harshly, both him and Justin finishing on your ass, ribbons of white dripping across your skin. They finally removed the vibrator and you were able to catch a breath. Just when you thought you could catch a second, Chris’s fingers came down to smack your clit hard and you nearly cried, “For good measure.” 

[shhh-no-ones-masterlist]

Motionless In White 1

Tumblr only allows 100 links per post so part two is located in my master list

- AJ Stortz

sharp shooter

- band

things that make you...

take care

brothers honor

Sleeping beauty

- chris motionless

(all parts in parenthesis are part of a series)

a creepy Christmas

too close for comfort(*)

harlequin*

beetlejuice, beetlejuice, beetlejuice* (part 4)

eat me*

gifted part 1* part 2*

out of dodge part 1 part 2

head games*

madness part 1 part 2

point made*

fever dream part 1 part 2 part 3* part 4

to yourself

wake up call

speechless

comfort crowd

third times a charm* (part 3)

hollywood horror

Validation (drabble; not on wattpad)

needle point (ft angelo parente)

no distractions*

witch wolf? part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

ambiguous

god complex*

saints protect her

forest fire part 1 part 2

Suited part 1 part 2

thoughtless part 1* part 2 (parts 1 and 2)

hang tight

assigned seating(*)

new beginnings* (part 5)

unexpected

toil and trouble

rules of the game part 1 part 2(*) part 3*

Glass heart

Morning would*

Swimming with sharks

A million and one (*)

Tomorrow never comes

Booster

- josh balz

religious disbelief

Family ties

- Justin morrow

thrash pile*

friends forever*

- ricky horror

chained together part 1 part 2

hard to breathe

bases loaded*

masquerade*

Hope-less

- ryan sitkowski

accidentally in love

drunk me drink me

in the air part 1 part 2*

Issues part 1 part 2 part 3

tea time

a long time coming*

a bloody good time

cafe cutie part 1 part 2

candyland

sweet spot

hugs and kisses

dress to impress

sapphires are a girls worst enemy

Alone together*

- vinny mauro

shopping spree

homecoming

confessions

cupids aro

artists honor

crap shoot part 1* part 2 part 3

creature of the night*

restless

on beat

the wrong L word (*)

Green looks good on you

[jaceyneedsabetterusername]

Appreciation

Pairing: Ryan Sitkowski x Reader x Justin Morrow

Warnings: Smut! (Masturbation, Threesome, Edging (light), Squirting) 

Summary: An honest answer to a game of truth or dare ends up making a secret fantasy of Y/N’s come true. 

A/N: Okay, I swear I’ll get back to Playing With Fire now. I really just had to get this all out of my system haha

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You sat on the bus with the guys, each of you with a drink in your hand and playing truth or dare like a group of seventeen year olds while town after town flew by outside. “Chris, truth or dare?” Ricky asked, taking a swig from his beer. 

“Truth.” Chris finally gave into the truth after getting screwed over for picking dare the last few turns. 

“How many fans have you slept with on tour so far?” Ricky asked, knowing Chris had been single for a little too long. 

Chris sighed with a laugh, “None, dude, I’m in a drought!” 

“Get Chris laid 2020.” Ryan joked and everyone cheered in support. 

Vinny smacked Chris’s leg, “That is a little sad, dude. But it’s okay! We’re gonna get you laid.” 

He groaned, “I hope that’s not a direct offer from yourself.” 

Vinny rolled his eyes, “Please, you wish you could land this hot piece of ass. But don’t worry, I’ll find a girl who’s almost as pretty. Almost.” 

You laughed when Chris shoved Vinny away from him with a grin, sipping the drink in your hand. “Okay, Y/N, truth or dare?” Chris asked you, leaning forward. 

“Truth.” You answered, really not feeling a dare that turn. Typically, you were pretty good at switching it up between truths and dares. 

“Pussy!” Vinny hollered at you, winning him a pillow in the face from you. 

Chris hushed him with his hand, “Alright, if you could have a three way with anyone on the bus, who would it be?” 

You scrunched up your face at the question, “Perv! Ugh, fine. Me, my electric toothbrush, and one of Ryan’s bottles of wine.” You smirked, thinking you swerved the question with the joke.  

AJ shook his head, “Nuh-uh! Actual people!” 

Your face fell with a groan, “Ugh! Fine! Uh… Justin and Ryan, I guess.” You tried to make your answer sound flippant so the guys wouldn’t catch on but you couldn’t deny your attraction to both of them. You came onto the crew about a month or two before Devin left and Justin was called in to sub for him. 

At first, you were a little worried things would be weird because you were the only girl on a crew that had been entirely male since forever. Despite the fact that you had been immediately attracted to Ryan, you felt like you couldn’t go after any of the men on the crew or in the band because you were scared you’d be that girl who just joined for the cute guys when in reality, you wanted to see the world and needed a job. 

About a month later, Devin and the band split and Justin began filling in. At first it was just for Warped Tour so you told yourself not to get too attached, even though you had fallen for him instantly. But then he left Ice Nine Kills and joined Motionless full time and you found yourself stuck in a predicament, having feelings for both Ryan and Justin but not being able to actually have a relationship with them. At least they’d become some of your closest friends though. 

“OOOH I knew it!” Vinny shouted triumphantly. 

Ryan looked confused, “Knew what?” Thank you for not being weird about this, you silently thanked Ryan. 

Vinny pointed at you with his Redbull, “I knew that you liked you and you.” He moved on to gesture at Justin and Ryan. 

You rolled your eyes at his immaturity, “Oh please, I do not!” Lie. 

Vinny laughed, “Yes you do! Why did you pick them then?” 

“Cause it’s a fucking game! Calm down, Vin!” Justin told him, exasperated at his immaturity. 

“Thank you!” You exclaimed, nodding to Justin with exasperated eyes. Justin returned the gesture. 

Before the next person could ask anything, the bus driver hollered back, “Alright guys! We’re here!” 

Everyone cheered as the bus pulled into the hotel, excited to finally sleep anywhere other than this God forsaken bus (it really was fine but living on a bus for months on end with a dozen guys got tiring). 

After checking in, you hauled your bags up to your room on the sixth floor. You were the only person with your own room since you were the only girl despite the fact that you insisted that you were fine rooming with one of the guys (you were doing it on the bus anyways). The expenses on these tours grew quick and you were trying to help but their tour manager booked you your own room anyways. 

In all honesty, it was really freaking nice. There was a single queen bed in the middle of the room facing the TV. It was really just a standard hotel but you’d forgotten how nice having your own space was. Control over the TV was nice too, excited to finally watch what you wanted to instead of watching the guys play COD or Madden... again. 

Tonight, it was game over for you. You drew a long hot bath for yourself, soaking in it with your favorite book. You washed your hair for the first time in what felt like two weeks. You even walked around in the fluffy robe they provided for at least an hour afterwards before changing into an oversized t-shirt the band let you snag from the merch box and underwear, finally feeling comfortable to walk around with no pants on. Hell, room service was even covered today! You felt like a freaking queen. 

It also meant that you had some time to, erm, relax. After you found yourself feeling nice and fresh and comfortable, you found yourself lying on the bed, the television still on because you couldn’t help but be paranoid that someone knew what you were doing, despite the fact that there wasn’t anything wrong with it. 

But your attention was anywhere but the TV show that was playing. You closed your eyes, imagining Ryan pinning you to the wall and rubbing your core. As you imagined it, your hand dipped down and you began to tease yourself over your navy blue lace panties, the ones that you wore just to feel sexy for this. Your breathing began to get heavy when your fingers made their way down into your panties, finally touching where you ached the most.

In your imagination, Ryan had you gagging on his cock while Justin took you from behind. The two men overloaded your senses. Okay, so maybe you really weren’t lying too much earlier on the bus. Maybe you wouldn’t mind being taken by both of the men. 

Your heart was speeding up with your breathing as that knot in your stomach grew and grew. Quiet moans escaped your lips as you fell over the edge. Unfortunately, just you fell into your climax, a knock on the door scared you into removing your hand and straightening up, feeling your walls clench around nothing with no stimulation in your ruined orgasm. You almost could have cried. You hadn’t cum in so long. 

I swear to God, you thought, someone better be dying. 

You quickly readjusted and before opening the door to see none other than Ryan and Justin. You blushed a deep red, just at the sight of them, humiliated that of course the two men you had just cum to the thought of were right in front of you. “Oh, hey.” You said quietly, trying to subtly adjust back to normal. 

“Hey, can we come in?” Ryan asked, nodding towards the inside of your room. 

Your eyebrows raised, “Have you guys been drinking?” They weren’t acting drunk but honestly, it took them a few minutes to show it sometimes and this was your night to not have to deal with a hoard of drunk men.

They both scoffed. “I’m offended that you would even think that!” Justin touched his chest in mock offense. 

“You downed a whole bottle of wine yourself the other night! And you were definitely a few beers too many in that night too.” Crossing your arms over your chest, you leaned against the door. 

“Okay, fine, but I swear we haven’t been drinking tonight.” Justin insisted. 

“Can we just come in?” Ryan asked, joking exasperation. 

You laughed, “I would say yes but I’m actually pantsless at the moment so…” You shrugged. 

Ryan chuckled, “Please, it’s not like we all live together for over half the year anyways.” 

“Ugh, fine, you have a point. Come on in.” You left the door open and let them inside, pulling your shirt down as far is it would go. At this point, it honestly was more of a dress that went down to your knees so it wasn’t like anything was showing anyways. 

The tall men followed you into the room and you could tell there was something weird about the way they were acting, “So what’s up?” You asked, trying to figure out why they were acting so weird. 

“We, um, we actually had something we wanted to talk to you about.” Ryan started, wringing his hands together. 

You grimaced and closed your eyes, “Guys, if this is about earlier. It was a game and that’s it. There’s no need to be all weird about it!” 

“No, no, no!” Justin hurried, “I mean, that is actually kinda why we’re here… but not like we’re trying to make you feel weird about it!” 

You groaned, “There’s nothing to talk about! This is weird.” 

Justin took a step towards you and brushed down your arm with his hand with an energy you’d never felt from him before. It made you uneasy but it also sent a shiver down your spine. A shiver that you definitely liked. “Actually there is something to talk about.” Ryan moved towards you as well but stepped more behind you. “See, after hearing what you said, we figured that you do so much for the band, honestly more than almost anyone else, that maybe we could show you how much we appreciate you.”

“I really don’t do that much more than anyone else.” You tried your best not to lean into Ryan’s body behind you but there was this polarizing effect these men had on you. 

Ryan scoffed, “Please. You help with merch, set-up and break-down, finance management. It’s like you’re a second tour manager.” He stepped closer behind you, his chest nearly pressed against your back and you could have sworn your heart stopped. 

These boys were up to something and you knew it. 

“Exactly,” Justin continued, his voice low, “And we’ve been trying to figure out how to say thanks for a while now. What you said earlier gave us an idea.” 

Suddenly, Ryan’s lips gently pressed against your neck, shivers running down your spine at the contact, “If you don’t want this, tell us to stop and we can pretend like it never happened.” 

You found your head rolling back into his touch before something occurred to you, “You guys really don’t need to. I know this is probably weird for you.” Your voice was almost more of a whisper than an actual objection. 

A small smile appeared on Justin’s face, a slight chuckle escaping as he leaned in and kissed you ever so slightly on the lips, leaving you craving more, “We’ve already talked about it and we’re okay. But we need to make sure this is something you want. Just say the word and we can stop.” 

Both men pulled away from you just enough to show that they were waiting for your response. There was no way this was happening. This kind of stuff didn’t just happen, right? “I want this.” 

And just like that, Ryan’s lips were back on your neck and his hands gripped your hips. Justin leaned back down and captured your lips in his, his tongue slipping into your mouth. 

You sighed from the overwhelming feeling of both of them, their tongues on your skin, Ryan’s hands trailing up your sides, Justin’s hands massaging your breasts. 

“How about we get this off?” Justin suggested, tugging your shirt over your head, revealing your bare breasts. His head dipped down and began sucking and biting the sensitive flesh, his tongue rolling over your nipples. From behind, Ryan’s hand came up and around your throat, gently guiding your head back to lean against his shoulder to give Justin better access to your breasts. 

Ryan kept one hand gripped lightly around your throat while his other hand trailed down around your front and into your panties where he ran his fingers through your folds, “Already so wet for us.” He realized though, that you were almost too wet right now, “Were you playing with yourself before we got here.” 

You tried to answer but his grip on your throat made it come as more of a whispered squeak. “I’m sorry, what was that?” Justin asked, coming up from your breasts. 

Ryan’s hand loosened up enough for your to speak and ran down your chest. You took a deep breath, finally not having your airway restricted before nodding much less shy than you meant to. “Girls gotta have a little fun too.” You said boldly. 

Both men chuckled a little and came to stand in front of you. “We’re here for that now, baby.” Ryan’s eyes were blown wide with lust as he bit his lip and stared at your naked body, your panties the only thing covering you. “Why don’t you get out of those and then climb onto the bed for us.” He nodded up towards your still made bed. 

Slowly you obeyed, turning around so your back faced them and then slowly slid your panties down, making a show of it and bending over so they saw everything. “Such a fucking tease.” Justin sighed behind you. 

As you walked over to the bed, you could hear the shuffling of fabric behind you. When you made it there, you turned and sat on the edge of the bed, keeping your legs closed tightly, trying to get any friction on your aching core. Justin and Ryan had rid themselves of everything but their boxers, both of their bulges quite prominent. 

In the back of your mind, all you could think of was the fact that this whole situation could ruin your friendship and the dynamics of the group but you wanted it so badly right now that you weren’t thinking rationally. You wanted them. 

The two men came closer to you and as they did, you reached out towards them and began to palm them through their boxers. Justin threw his head back at the contact and Ryan closed his eyes, a strangled moan sighing from his lips. Justin reached down and grabbed your wrist though, “Tonight’s for you.” 

“Maybe I want to do this.” You looked up at both of the men through your long lashes to see them look hesitant for a moment but they shrugged. 

“Go ahead then, I guess.” Ryan laughed a little but it was cut off by you reaching into his boxers and removing his erection, making him gasp. He was definitely nothing to be disappointed about. After taking Justin into your other hand, you saw that Justin was slightly larger in all aspects but Ryan was still definitely impressive. 

You leaned to your right, taking Justin into your mouth as far as you could, swirling your tongue around the tip. He groaned loudly as you pulled off of him with a pop of your lips. Your hand continued to work him while you did the same to Ryan. Quiet moans fell from both of their lips as you twisted your hand around their members. 

Leaning over, you took Ryan into your mouth, first licking up his shift and then focusing on the tip with your tips. Precum leaked from his tip, further slicking up his shaft as you took him into your mouth. Ryan reached down to gather your hair in his fist, using it to gently guide your head up and down. When he hit the back of your throat, your throat tensed up reflexively, tightening around his cock. “Fuck, baby.” Ryan groaned out. 

“How about you lay back, sweetheart.” Justin suggested, removing his shaft from your grip. You could tell by the way he was panting that he had been close and was trying to regain his composure. You obeyed, leaving both of them to climb on the bed. 

You realized that you didn’t quite know the logistics of all this though. “So, how exactly do we…” You bit your lip, feeling awkward all of a sudden. 

“Get on your hands and knees.” Ryan demanded, his sudden dominance sending a shiver down your spine. You climbed onto your hands and knees, ass sticking in the air. Ryan climbed onto the bed as well, lying on the bed in front of you. His cock stood tall in front of your face so you did the first thing you could think of and replaced your mouth on his cock, now able to take him deeper in this new position. 

Ryan chuckled a little, closing his eyes, “Fuck, so eager.” His hands ran through your hair again, brushing it all over to one side. 

Justin came to stand behind you, one of his hands rubbing over your back and then down to your ass. With his other hand, he rubbed his tip through your folds and over your clit, making you moan around Ryan’s cock, sending him crazy. Just as Justin began to enter you, he pulled out quickly, smacking your ass. 

You jumped at the unexpected blow, Ryan’s cock falling from your mouth. “Wow.” You giggled a little, still shocked that he smacked you but not opposed to it. 

Justin noticed, “Sorry, sweetheart. Your ass just really looked good and I had to. I’ll stop if you want.” He soothed the area he hit with his palm. 

You shook your head, “No, no, I kinda liked it. I just wasn’t expecting it.” 

You could almost feel the cocky smirk on his face as he swatted you again, “Good cause I really wanted to do it again.” You bit your lip as your body jolted forward again. 

You began working Ryan in your mouth again, your hand moving up and down what you couldn’t fit. Justin gently entered you from behind, both of you moaning at the new feeling. “You’re so fucking tight. Holy shit.” His pace was slow at first but once you all got adjusted, he sped up. Your body bounced between the two men, Ryan going further into your mouth every time Justin pounded into you. 

Your senses were on fire, the feeling of being filled so completely becoming overwhelming. The knot in your stomach quickly built until you were shaking to the point where you couldn’t keep sucking Ryan off. Your eyes had slid shut and your arms collapsed under your pressure and you face down on the bed between Ryan’s legs. Your mouth had fallen open as you whimpered. Ryan began stroking himself to the sight in front of him, you being railed ass up and he focused on the delicious sounds coming from you. 

Your walls began to clench as you were just about to fall over the edge but Justin quickly pulled out before you could. You almost cried, “Justin!” 

He rubbed your ass again, “Awe, I’m sorry. I promise, it’ll be better this time when you do cum. Now flip over on your back.” 

Still frustrated at him, still wanting to cum so bad, you obeyed. Justin helped you readjust until your head was hanging off the edge of the bed and your body was lying across it still. Ryan came up close to you and sat back on his knees, grabbing your legs and pulling them around his waist. He slowly entered you, his cock rubbing all along your g-spot in this new angle. “Fuck.” You whimpered, grabbing your breasts. 

Justin stood at the foot of the bed, his large cock wavering in front of your face, “Is this alright?” 

You nodded, proactively guiding his cock into your mouth, tasting yourself on his skin. Both of the men tried an experimental thrust or two, trying to set a good rhythm. Once they found it, it was game over for you. 

Both Justin and Ryan slammed into you hard. You were a moaning mess around Justin’s cock which drove him insane. Ryan gripped your hips so tightly, you knew there’d be bruises you’d have to hide. “You feel so fucking good.” Justin praised, bending over and sucking on your breasts while he thrust down your throat. 

“You take us so well, baby.” Ryan’s praise turned you on. 

Justin’s cock twitched in your mouth and you could tell he was close. He quickly stood back up and removed himself from your mouth. Pumping himself a few last times, he bust all across your chest, your tits covered in his seed. “Fuck-” He groaned, eyes shut as he slowed down his movements. 

Ryan kept ramming into you with a force you never thought possible of the man. That knot in your stomach returned and you found yourself gripping the bed sheets beneath you, “Fuck, Ryan, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.” You kept saying, eyes closed shut as you felt your orgasm building. You could already tell that this was stronger than any orgasm you’d had before. 

“Keep your eyes open. I wanna watch you fall apart.” Justin demanded. Your eyes slid open just in time to see Ryan slip his thumb down onto your clit, rubbing fast and tight circles which threw you overboard. 

Electricity burst through your body as you came. You let out a high pitched moan, much louder than you ever expected, and your body shook. Ryan kept working your through your orgasm, “Holy fuck!” Ryan exclaimed, his thumb still running over your clit as you just kept cumming. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” It was all you could say, all you could comprehend. You’d never cum this hard or long in your life. 

“Y/N…” Ryan groaned out as he came inside you, the clenching over your walls sending him overboard. 

He pulled out when finally, you came down from your orgasm. 

“Holy fucking shit!” Justin laughed, “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” 

You sat up on your elbows, legs still spread around Ryan’s waist. You saw the sheets soaked and a liquid other than sweat on Ryan’s torso. “Oh my gosh. I am so sorry!” You covered your face, absolutely humiliated. 

Ryan reached up and removed them caringly, “Don’t be sorry! I’ve never seen a girl actually squirt like that and it was so fucking sexy.” 

“Round two?” Justin suggested and you laughed, lying back down and brushing your sweaty hair out of your face. 

“Gimme a sec.” You laughed. 

[jaceyneedsabetterusername]

Y/N and Justin Sitting In A Tree

Pairings: Justing Morrow x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Summary: Justin and Y/N have had to keep their relationship a secret but secrets can’t always be kept forever. 

A/N: This is definitely based on the video of Justin getting stuck in the bathroom on the European tour (the video is on Ricky’s YouTube channel). Also, sorry not sorry about all the MIW stuff coming out. I’m actually obsessed at the moment and have one more Chris smut in the works and then a Ryan x Justin x Reader smut in the works as well and then I’ll get back to my normal stuff. Enjoy!

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“The coast is clear!” Justin peaked around the corner before tip-toeing to the restroom door, almost acting as if he were a ninja. You rolled your eyes as he pulled you along towards the black door and into the private restroom, locking the door behind you. 

“You are so lame.” You teased, standing on your tiptoes to brush his bleached hair back out of his eyes. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you in tight, capturing your lips in yours. 

He pulled back with a smirk, “Yeah well you still like me so I can’t be too lame.” Justin leaned back in for a kiss, his tongue slipping easily into your mouth. Your hands ran up his biceps and then wrapped around the back of his neck, fingers tangling in his messy hair. Gosh, how you loved his hair. It was one of your favorite physical features of his. Brown, blonde, or neon green, he always looked ridiculously sexy. 

Your body suddenly heated up. Justin trailed his lips down your neck, biting his way down your skin before soothing it over with his tongue. His large hands came up to knead your breasts as he back you up against the wall. You moaned when his teeth found that spot behind your ear that made your knees weak. Just pulled away and whispered in your ear, lust dripping off your voice, “Shhh. Better not get us caught or we can’t keep these meetings up.” 

He was right. Getting caught meant more than just an embarrassing encounter with the rest of the band and crew. Yours and Justin’s relationship had been a secret since it started three months ago before the tour started. You’d both been crazy about each other since you joined the crew seven months ago but it was never more than stolen glances, racing hearts, and butterflies when you were alone together. 

But one concert changed all that. You, Justin, and Vinny were supposed to go to a concert together but Vinny ended up coming down with the flu the day of, leaving you and Justin going alone. You thought it would be awkward since you were honestly secretly dang near in love with the man at this point but it wasn’t. And then you woke up in his bed the next morning and everything was different. Both of you confessed feelings for each other and had mentioned that you didn’t want it to be a one night stand. But you also both knew the implications of being together publicly. 

Especially since you were the only girl on tour, you were both wary of the way the guys would react and you really didn’t want them to treat you or Justin differently. The men had all treated you like a sister and you didn’t need them getting overprotective of you with Justin. They all needed to work together after all. Besides that, while most of the fans were great, some of them could be vicious with the stuff they would say and Justin was worried about what they might say about you on the internet. 

So you guys kept it a secret from everyone. Your dirty, hot, romantic, perfect little secret. 

Despite the fact that you were having sex in a public restroom, this was all sort of romantic. It was your first time in Europe and you were excited to see everything. Justin just wished you could take goofy, cliche couples photos at all the landmarks. But if you couldn’t do that, you could definitely have sex in all of the countries you visited. 

Justin had you against the wall, pants and panties forgotten on the floor. His strong hands reached down to your thighs and lifted your body weightlessly onto his hips and your legs wrapped around him. You whimpered as the rough material of his jeans rubbed against your bare core. “I need you.” You moaned quietly into his mouth, grinding down onto him, making him groan. 

“I’ve got you, baby.” He pressed your back back against the wall and let you go to undo his zipper while you supported yourself on him. He shimmied his pants down enough to release his large erection, which he gripped tightly, giving himself a few pumps. “You ready?” He asked, snaking an arm around your lower back. 

You nodded looking into his eyes as he sank your body down onto his hard cock. Your eyes closed shut when you felt him fill you up, your mouth fallen open in a silent moan. Justin had never seen a sexier sight in his life. “Justin-” You managed to squeak out. You hadn’t had the opportunity to have sex in so long that it all almost felt new again. 

He moved his hands down to grip your ass tightly, his fingers leaving bruises that you knew you’d be proud of in the morning. He used his grip to guide you up and down on his dick, thrusting in time. “Is that good?” He asked, watching your head lean back against the wall with your eyes closed. 

“Fuck, it’s so good.” You whispered, afraid if you spoke any louder it would come out a scream. He kept up the pace until you were both close until suddenly he hit a spot inside you that caused your whole body to tense around him.

“Right there?” Justin asked and you nodded frantically. 

“Please, please, please.” You begged, so so close. Just a few more thrusts. “I’m gonna cum.” You whined, your voice high and breathy. 

Justin was close behind you, the pressure building fast in him. “Go ahead, baby. Cum all over me.” A few more thrusts right into your g-spot and you tumbled over the edge as your body spasmed on his cock. His hand shot up to cover your mouth just in time as moans spilled from your mouth. Your legs shook around his waist and your walls convulsed around his cock as he rode you through your orgasm. 

“Shit, shit, shit.” He panted, the clenching of your walls too much for him and he spilled his seed inside you, slowing down as he came down from his high. 

You both breathed heavily, trying to calm down. He pulled his considerable length from your body, his seed dripping out of you when he realized what he did. “Shit, I am so sorry! I don’t know what I was thinking! We usually use a condom and-” 

“Babe, it’s fine,” You laughed a little, “I already told you I’m on birth control and I can always find some Plan B just to be on the safe side. Just don’t make it a regular occurence cause that shit’s expensive and I’m paranois anyways.” You leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. He tucked himself back into his jeans while you re-dressed yourself. Both of you readjusted your hair to make sure you didn’t have post-sex hair. 

Justin went to open the door when it wouldn’t open. The two of you looked confused and tried again. “DId you unlock it?” You asked the obvious question. 

He rolled his eyes at you, “Yes, I freaking unlocked it.” He locked it then unlocked it again just to be sure but it still wouldn’t budge. 

“Let me try.” You asked, not expecting it to budge since you were just going to do the same he was doing but you still figured you’d give a try. No luck. 

Justin twisted the handle harder then tried it in both directions. He pushed it as hard as he could and then even tried kicking it. It wouldn’t budge. 

“Oh my God, we’re stuck.” He muttered, panic in his eyes. 

“What do we do? Do we call someone?” You wondered, beginning to laugh nervously. 

Justin shook his head, “We can’t! Cause then they’ll see us in here together and know what’s been going on!” 

He had a point but this door wasn’t opening and you were not about to die in a bathroom in Europe, “Okay, that’s true but we can call someone and then come up with some lie!” 

He rolled his eyes, “Yeah, what kind of lie would they believe that would end us up in the bathroom together?” 

“I don’t know but we’ll figure it out! Just text someone! I don’t have service in here.” You checked your phone to see that you didn’t have any bars. 

He sighed, pulling out his phone. 

Ricky help. I’m stuck in the bathroom. 

Ricky I really need help. 

Please respond. I can’t get out.

About five minutes later, Ricky came and knocked on the door, “Hey Justin, you okay in there?” He was laughing. Hard. And you had a feeling he had his camera going as well which meant that this was not going to fare well for your relationship. Better think of a good lie fast. 

“The door won’t open.” Justin said. While Ricky was on his way, you’d both agreed that you’d stay quiet and try to stay hidden until everyone left and then sneak out of the bathroom. 

“Did you unlock it?” Ricky asked. 

Justin groaned, “Yes I fucking unlocked it. Just get me out!” 

“Okay, okay!” Ricky tried to open the door but to no avail. 

Thirty five minutes later, you were still trapped in the bathroom together. A whole crowd had gathered outside to either laugh at or help Justin escape and you were beginning to panic more and more about them finding out. “Justin, they’re gonna find us together.” You said, eyebrows furrow in panic. The sound of crowbars and banging on the door had just faded to background noise at this point. 

Justin knelt next to you, whispering quietly, “Maybe we should just tell them. We don’t have to announce it to the world but it won’t hurt idf the guys know.” 

“No, they’re gonna treat us weird. I don’t need there being anger issues between all of you if anything happens!” You insisted in a hushed tone. 

He reached down and held your hand, “I don’t care. If we handle everything like mature adults, there shouldn’t be any problems. Besides, I don’t plan on giving them a reason to hate me with you anyways.” 

“Who’re you talking to in there?” AJ yelled from the other side of the door. 

Both of your eyes went wide and you shook your head frantically, silently begging Justin not to say anything. He sighed, “Nobody. Just mumbling to myself.” He covered. You leaned in and gave him a silent kiss on the lips. 

Suddenly, the door came crashing down, making you both flinch away and the guys came bursting into the room, stopping when they saw him crouched on the floor next to you. 

“Wow, what’s going on here?” AJ asked, eyebrows raised. 

You stood up hurriedly, trying to think of any excuse, “Justin was asking for help with makeup and I came to help him with a new look.” 

Everyone looked suspicious. “Then where’s the makeup? And why would you do it in the bathroom when there’s dressing rooms?” Vinny asked, suspicious. Suddenly, his eyes got wide, “Wait a second, ARE YOU GUYS FUCKING?!” He yelled. 

You shook your head trying to deny it but Justin came up behind you and put a protective arm on your back, “We are not just fucking. As a matter of fact, we’ve been together for the last three months.” 

Everyone was silent including yourself. It was out. The secret was out and everyone knew. 

“I fucking KNEW IT!” Ricky exclaimed from behind his camera and you groaned when you realized that all of this had been recorded. “I knew something’s been off about you two! That’s the fun of all these clips is that I see things progress and you two have definitely gotten closer.” 

“Please don’t tell anyone! I don’t want this on social media yet.” You begged, mostly to Ricky who had an affinity for posting his videos. 

Everyone shook their heads, “Promise.” AJ nodded. 

The crowd began to leave and you felt humiliated but also relieved. The boys took it surprisingly well. Or so you thought until Chris walked up to Justin and threatened, “I’m happy if you guys are happy but if you hurt her, I’ll kill you.” 

You stepped up between the two men, “Okay, there will be none of that! That’s why I didn’t want to tell you guys! No threatening Justin. Besides, he was hired first and in all honesty much more crucial to the group than I am so do not ruin your guys’ friendship over this or make things weird! Please, let’s just pretend like this is normal!” 

Chris looked down at you, seeing how much this meant to you and nodded, “Alright. We just want to make sure you’re okay, that’s all. I’ll see you in the dressing room.” He nodded to Justin. 

When he left, you both breathed out a sigh of relief, “See? It wasn’t that bad.” He shrugged with a smile, pulling you into a side hug. 

“Justin! Update!” Ricky demanded, shoving the camera in his face. 

Justin, who usually never knew what he was going to say in Ricky’s persistent updates, finally knew what he was going to say, “Update, Y/N and I are dating! I mean it’s kind of an old update but now everyone knows! Oh, also we got locked in a bathroom for forty minutes.” He laughed.

You held onto him tightly as Ricky asked you for an update as well, “Update, exactly what Justin said! We’re in Europe and we’re dating and we’re gonna take some cute ass couple photos at all the touristy spots and we got locked in the bathroom.” You shot the camera a big goofy smile before Justin leaned down to kiss you on camera and you both looked back at it triumphantly. 

“Justin and Y/N sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G.” Ricky sang out. 

You flushed bright red while Justin laughed awkwardly, “Shut up!” You whined like a fifth grader, pushing the camera down and away from you and Justin.