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greedygrotto · 2 days ago

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rodeo ft. the usos

summary: what was the saying.... save a horse, ride two cowboys? yea.

warnings: despite being a drabble, it is still 18+ for heavy smut & language

pairing: the usos x black fem! reader

luvrs note: it’s my day todayyyy <3 thought i'd be nice n spoil y'all...also... first time writing them together x reader... so pls... be nice <3 btw, i'm still retired.

inspo: ‘talk u through it’ by kwn ft. FLO // 'soft' by FLO

You were a workaholic; busy typing away tirelessly day in and day out. Every single week, you were called in for meetings, working hard to ensure that business carried on as usual, profits were made, partnerships were agreed on.

You were the anchor of the family business - and having moved for work, getting accustomed to the new atmosphere and bustling streets of the city made you miss home. You’d always been a city girl, but back home, you missed visiting the rodeo grounds, attending tailgate parties, and spending karaoke nights draped in whisky and raspy vocals.

The busier lifestyle brought in copious amounts of revenue, making your pocket quite hefty; you wouldn’t trade it for the world. On this particular day, it being your birthday, you were busy typing away at your desk in your home office, unaware of the two sets of pretty brown eyes that were watching from the door.

“You done, mama?” Jimmy called out, and you shook your head, not quite looking up at him. Usually his deep, rich cadence would rouse you out of work, but not today. Despite it being your special day, you were locked in on a major project. The short sigh from his twin, Jey, didn’t cause you to budge either.

“Baby, it’s your day….and you decide to sit here and type away, huh?”

You ignored him too, signalling that you were so engrossed in your work — it seemed like nothing would succeed in getting you to drop your work for the night.

It was a damn shame you hadn’t looked up at them — you’d missed the steps they’d taken to be on theme for your birthday. Both of them had sported jeans with thick western belts. Jimmy had opted for a black tank, while Jey wore a white one, along with cowboy boots and bandanas tied neatly around their necks — a callback to the penitentiary era characters they used to perform as awhile back.

“Give me like… ten minutes, okay?” You whispered, eyes finally flickering up, only for the twins to be gone. You sighed, shaking your head slightly and resumed your work, sipping an iced coffee you’d made earlier, not keen to get off of your chair.

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Ten minutes turned into another hour, but you were finally done. With a satisfied grin, you logged out of your desktop, and stood up, smoothing out the oversized tee you’d worn that morning. The twins were right — it was your birthday, but the early bird always caught the worm, and you were determined to finish your task before any shenanigans.

Besides, when it came to previous birthdays, you’d always be left with wobbly legs, bated breaths, and Jimmy and Jey cuddling you between them after rounds and rounds of hot and heavy intimacy.

It was bliss. It really was. They pulled all the stops, all the time.

Tonight however, was different.

As you approached the office door, the warm smell of cinnamon infused mini donuts piqued your appetite. It reminded you of home — the velvety rich scent of sugar, flour and frying oil. Upon stepping out into the hallway, your eyes widened.

Your gigantic home had been transformed into a rodeo — hay bales near the balcony door, the soft twang of “Cowboy Carter” echoing out of the speakers, and a plethora of food set out on the kitchen counter. Your boys were thoughtful, always…but they’d outdone themselves with this setup.

Their twist on a rodeo themed festival — and it made sense they’d know how to throw down; they’d been living in the south for a hot minute, and their cousin, Zilla, had his roots in Houston. It was only sensible they’d asked for guidance on putting together the incredible birthday party setup.

“Happy birthday, baby girl.”

The rich timbres from both Jey and Jimmy had you whirling your head around, cheeks growing warm as you finally got to see them all dressed up.

You’d be lying if you said the cowboy looks hadn’t caused an intense throb between your legs. A smirk curls on your lip, and you beckoned them closer.

“Y’all look too good — all of this for me? 'Can’t thank you boys enough.” You purred, glossy lips kissing their cheeks when they got close. “It’s so perfect.”

“Like you, mama.” Jimmy whispered, an inked arm slithering around your waist. “But this ain’t nothin’. Just wanted you to know how much you mean to us, and give you an escape from all of the work you been doin’.”

Jey nodded, cleverly slipping his warm hand into yours, kissing your knuckles as you marvelled at the sight. “Our buckle bunny’s been working so hard…’bout time someone put yo’ mind at ease.”

With a knowing look, you nodded.

They knew that look — round pretty brown orbs, wordlessly pleading for them to take you every single way possible in the book.

But Jey tuts, shaking his head. “Nah… you got plenty of time to take dick. We wanna show you the rodeo first — gon’ head and get pretty first, ma.”

With a final squeeze to your hand and waist, the twins depart, leaving you to go get ready.

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It took you nearly an hour to get ready, but you’d opted for a strapless denim dress, with cheeky cutouts on the midsection. The Fenty Beauty Body Lava on your brown skin left you glowy and soft — just the way you liked. It was a sweltering hot day, so it was only right that your makeup was light and dewy. And to top it off, the pink cowgirl hat you’d been gifted from one of your friends sat upon your curls.

Once you’d returned back downstairs, Jimmy’s eyes flickered up, and his pupils dilated almost instantly. He cursed under his breath, tapping Jey’s arm; promptly catching his attention.

“Sheesh… c’mere.” Jey mumbled, his teeth caging his bottom lip, a flash of silver grillz causing your legs to buckle as you paced over. “Ain’t no need to be shy, girl…”

“I ain’t shy… but you don’t get to eat me up just yet.” You smirked, pushing past them to see a pink sparkly mechanical bull set up in the foyer. “M’gon’ ride this… until the both of you get fed up.”

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You’d stalled the entire time, using the period to take your birthday photos, open a few gifts from your girlfriends, and indulge in the enticing mix of champagne and red velvet cake, made to order.

"Make a wish...." They uttered, with Jey using his Bic lighter to light up the pretty pink candle on the cake.

"I ain't tellin' you boys a thing... but thank you for this."

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Within two hours, the twins had whisked you upstairs, having gotten fed up after you rode the mechanical bull for a short half hour after the endless laughs, photo ops, and cake with bubbly.

But now, you found yourself sprawled on your queen sized mattress, with both twins on each side. You’d waited all evening for their grand finale — and though they never mentioned it explicitly, they’d been craving you all day.

“You good, sweetheart…?” Jimmy’s voice pierced the comfortable silence, and you nodded your head, cupping his face. Your touch to his skin relaxed him, and he leaned into your small palm, kissing it lightly.

"This is... a lot, for one day in the year." You murmured, and Jey sucked his teeth, playfully snapping the thigh garter peeking out from your dress.

"This ain't shit - we could've... nah, hell we would've done way more. You know that."

That was the thing with the twins - they always ensured you were spoiled beyond understanding, and quick to shut down any complaints. You deserved the world, they knew that much.

Being in their arms was comforting, but it was clear the air had gotten thick with tension. There was a newfound charge in the air, and the boys were quick to act on it. Jey moved stealthily, slinking down to his knees, pushing the hem of your denim dress up onto your hips. The baby pink panties that clung to your hips were wet, practically leaking a mess onto the bedding. As he did so, Jimmy tugged down the top part of your dress, letting your plush breasts slip out, dark nipples already perked up due to the cold air circulating from an open window. The room was dimly lit, and the once countryesque playlist had transitioned to sultry r&b.

"We gon' take our time wit' you tonight, alright?" Jimmy whispered, voice sweet, yet thick and heavy when he spoke. He took his time, drawing his tongue along your neck, lips tugging against your earlobe. He was gentle at first, wanting you to relax, laying back against the fluffy pillows. A soft hum left your lips when he kissed your cheek, the corner of your mouth, and finally pressed your lips to his.

Soft. Sweet. Tender.... like molten caramel, melting on your tongue as he gently wrapped a hand around your neck. Not to squeeze, but enough to know that in that moment, you were his.

Just as you pulled apart to breathe, Jey's tongue curled against the wet fabric, suckling your arousal through the lace. Your eyes tightened shut when you felt his lips move against your puffy folds.

"J-Jey...." You whimpered out, the soft sounds being drowned out when Jimmy kissed you slowly once more, big palms kneading your breasts in tandem with every last flick of Jey's tongue against your swollen mound. The quiver of your dripping core spurred him on, and one sharp suck to your pearl had you in shambles.

"You got it mama," Jey encouraged, yanking your panties off completely and diving in right away. His hands held your thighs in place, while Jimmy's lips traveled down your neck, stopping partway down your chest.

His pretty pink lips wrapped around your pert breasts, suckling roughly - bad enough your nails scratched his scalp, tugging slightly. The same went for Jey, whose ministrations had picked up messily. His tongue curled deep into your wet walls, lips engulfed around your folds, lewd suction noises filling the room.

"Oh...f-fuuuuuuuck!" You wailed out, tugging the curls of Jey's mullet as both of them worked you like a fiddle. Your legs trembled, and before you could even hit a peak, you noticed them both stop, eyes locked in with a silent agreement.

At that point, you knew you were ruined.

"Turn that ass over, mama." Jimmy cooed, giving your breasts a final squeeze. You did as you were told, now positioned on all fours, your silken wetness just a mere inch from Jimmy's ravenous mouth. As for Jey, he got back onto the bed, positioning himself right behind you. You'd heard the clink of his belt being undone, and you did the same for Jimmy, wrapping a pretty hand around his thick length. The girth could barely fit your fist, but that's what you loved about it.

About him.

The same for Jey - heavy, thick with a slight curve; and you knew he'd curled his big hand around himself, the other hand spreading you open, letting spit drip down that pretty puckered entrance, only for it to be lapped back up with his thick tongue. The double stimulation of both weak spots had you short circuiting, a messy chorus of their names intermingled with needy pants and gasps made you dizzy.

They weren't lying when they said you'd be devoured like a buffet - eaten up until you couldn't take it anymore. It was hard for you not to buck back, not to freeze up in place, not to sob out - it felt like a tidal wave crashing into you, over and over again. Their noisy slurps, grunts, and the softest nip to your clit from Jimmy had you crying.

"Don't you fuckin' run, mama."

"You takin' it jus' fine - just like how you'll take dick from us, sweetheart."

Such nasty talk had you inebriated, brain all mushy and drunk on whatever they dished out to you. Your nails dug into Jimmy's thighs, knowing their words were fucking you up so badly you couldn't think straight.

"Take it, baby....thereeeeeee...."

You trembled, riding their faces like you had nothing better to do. And when your climax finally hit, you squealed, faceplanting into the mattress.

"She tastes too good, uce." Jimmy finally mumbled against your wet slit, giving it one more slow kiss before letting you sink onto your knees, giving you a break to compose yourself.

"Yeah, she do..." Jey murmured, taking the excess of your slick on his fingers, tongue licking a stripe of your arousal before he pressed the wet digits to your glossy pout, watching you with hooded eyes as you sucked gently. With batting eyelashes, you smirked, palming them with ease. Stifled grunts and groans came from above, clear confirmation that you were working them just the way they liked.

"Gimme that mouth, honey..." Jimmy cooed, and you swirled your tongue around his hardened tip, letting the pre soak your tongue. He groaned, the deep growl causing arousal to seep down your inner thighs. Letting go with a soft pop, you turned your attention to Jey, whose eyes were glittering with desire, smirking as you adjusted to take him in.

"There you go, baby. That's it." He whispered, grillz flashing as you took him deep, palming Jimmy as you found your pace. Your throat burned, and the room felt hot and heavy. You couldn't stop, not until Jey nearly crumbled beneath you.

You slipped off, only for Jimmy to hold your jaw open, eyes soft.

You could take them both.

And you did. Both at the same time, spit dripping down your chin, onto your chest, leaving a mess in your wake.

"It'll fit, baby. It'll...hah...fit." Jey's voice came out slightly pitched, and you knew they were nearing their peak. One prolonged suck from your lips had them coating your tongue in their release, and like a spoiled birthday girl would do - you swallowed.

"Fuck... you're too good to us." Jimmy added on, hands gripping your hips as you got on all fours, helping you straddle Jey's hips.

With a deep breath, you sank down onto him, exhaling out a sweet cry of their names, only for your saccharine whines to be met with a rich medley of grunts.

Jey thrusted deep into you, arms cuddling around your body to bring you close to him. Skin slapped hard against skin, and your nails indented the curve of his shoulders. Just as you were about to gush around him, Jimmy teased you from the back. Fat tip just pushing teasingly against your puckered hole, enough for you to shake once more against the two of them.

"Easy baby, just relax. S'gon fit.... it'll fit, mama."

And then he eased in, nice and slow. Torturous inch by torturous inch, soft mouth ghosting the base of your neck, peppering sweet kisses on your shoulder as he pushed in further.

You were stuffed.

“‘C-can’t, ‘s too full…m’too fuckin’ full.”

“Shh — breathe slow, mama. Jey gon’ stop so I can fill you up, aight?”

You wished it were easy, but with Jey practically spearing you open without moving, you shuddered through yet another climax — sweet essence sticking onto your thighs, dripping down onto his skin.

“You got it, baby. But if you don’t wanna… we don’t gotta do allat.” Jey cooed, cupping your cheek.

“I just need it slow, first.” You finally said, breaths coming in slightly shallow. “Nice and soft, p—lease—!”

With a voice like that, how could they ever say no?

Jimmy resumed, pushing in slowly, watching as you rocked back onto him, tummy caving as you felt him deep. The pressure against your inner walls had you feeling both of your boyfriends at the same time, stretching you out beyond your own understanding. Once he bottomed out, you clung onto him with one hand, while the other wound itself in Jey's now fluffy mullet.

Each lewd squelch echoed in your ears, further emphasized by the plap of their thrusts - different paces, but with one common goal in mind:

To render you completely spent.

Jimmy moved slowly, each stroke being drawn long enough before he'd push back into you. His soft exhales teased your neck and collarbone, sending you into a frenzy. At the same time, Jey's hips snapped like a steady metronome - fast, sharp, deep. Though his words were sweet, almost too soft at times, he'd been determined to kiss your cervix time and time again; plunging deep into your silken walls, grunting roughly when you'd squeeze around the both of them.

In due time, your third orgasm washed over, leaving you breathless and slightly dizzy. Yet, they kept going - kept rutting into you, eager to spoil you all the more.

And they did.

Thick and warm, their releases hit you almost immediately.

You were filled up to the brim, with the excess sopping your mattress and your thighs. They took their time, gently pulling out of you, admiring the wet mix the three of you had made, but somehow... you still wanted more.

"You sure you want more, mama?" Jey murmured, settling in front of you, while Jimmy laid onto his back, ready to take you in reverse. "We gon' spoil you extra the entire month, you know that right?"

He acknowledged your soft nod, the slow smile on your lips as you came to your senses.

"Just one more round, baby."

Looking back at Jimmy, you sank down onto him, slow and steady. The grip on your hips was tight, and he eased in just a little more - enough that he was deep in your belly.

"You already nutted in her uce, s'my turn."

As loving as they were competitive with you from time to time, it was only fair that Jimmy also got to paint your insides, which were more than destroyed at this point.

"Aight... come taste yo'self off my shit, then."

You didn't have to be asked twice.

Jimmy set the pace, even and rhythmic, allowing for you to fully take Jey into your mouth. Your tongue worked wonders on him, as you noticed his hands clench and unclench. Eventually, they found solace in your messy curls, gripping slightly so he could thrust into your mouth - a flurry of curses leaving his lips as he watched the mess being made before his very eyes.

"Keep takin' us, pretty girl. Just like that."

"Could fuck you till dawn, mama. There you go... There you go..."

You clenched at their words, knowing you couldn't hold back much longer.

And neither could they.

"Shit..."

"She's gettin' close, uce."

You finally sobbed out, gurgling nonsensically around Jey as Jimmy thrusted one last time - you'd practically erupted and shook through the aftershocks. They weren't too far behind, grunts growing all the more desperate as you milked them dry.

"Take that nut, baby."

"Don't let a drop go to waste, nah."

And when all was said and done, you were filled to the brim like a custom mini donut - eyes shining, breaths that shifted from shallow exhales to deep, steady inhales, and your body, covered in smeared lipgloss, a thin layer of sticky sweat and release.

They both kissed you gently, lips soft and pillowy as you were carried off to a warm bubble bath, which had been set up with pretty candles and smelled of warm vanilla.

Your favourite.

And to top it off, a thick slice of red velvet cake was held in hand - yours for the taking.

You eyed them quizzically, noting it was only one piece.

"Where's your cake?"

The twins smirked down at you, devious grins splayed on their faces.

"We already had ours, mama. We just ain’t exactly full yet."

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