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Between Dice, Deuces, and Desire | Chance/Parker/Reader

CHAPTER 1: LIKE OR LIKE LIKE?

You looked concentrated in the mirror as you did your eyeliner. Smudging it over and over because you can't seem to get it right. Eventually, you get it similar enough to each other, oh well. As you put on a nice outfit, you felt confident in yourself as you walked out the door. You stare at your phone as you check your messages—the name "Chance <3" appeared on your phone as you stared at it. The text read, "Hey, you ready to hang out? I'm on my way."

You and Chance have been friends for who knows how long. Your mothers were friends, so you naturally got paired up. Over the years, you developed feelings for your hunky nerd of a best friend. Unbeknownst to you, the feeling was extremely mutual. He loved you just as much. He thought of you every night.

The softness in your voice, the sweetness of your scent, and the way you joke around with him felt less "friendly" with all that tension roaming in the air. Unfortunately, neither of you has ever said anything. You just hope one day you both might get the hint and say something, but that day never comes. You would never tell each other you dreamed of the other each lonely night. And you'd ESPECIALLY never tell each other the way you touch yourself to the thought of each other.

On the other hand, you've recently met a new friend on campus. During one of your walks across your college campus, you bumped into a multicolored-haired guy who was shuffling cards like a casino worker. You got bored and decided to introduce yourself that day.

You’ll never forget his name, Parker Bradley. Sounds like a fake name when you say it. But damn, if his unwavering insanity when you first met him didn’t throw you off, then the absolute charm this man has on you is unmatched. You’ve been hanging out ever since and have been getting closer. How do you explain to yourself that you’ve caught feelings for him, too? I mean, two guys at once?! Are you insane? So you try to choke down these feelings for now.

Surely your feeling was just a hallway crush that might disappear later. He seems to have an obsession with board games, so you thought letting him meet Chance would be a good idea. Maybe you three could form a game party! Have fun on weekends! It’d be good for you to step out of your dorm once and a while.

As you arrived near the park where you had promised your meeting point to be, you saw Chance sitting on a bench near the gate. You immediately walk up to him, whistling. “Hey, Chance!” You yelled, “How’s my favorite GM?” He smirked as he saw you, pulling down his red hoodie as he waved at you. “I’m doing good.” Chance replied, leaning back at you, “So where’s this friend you wanted me to meet so badly?” He raised his eyebrow before looking around to see you alone. “Oh, I’m sure he’ll show up soon.. I’ll just text him to make sure.” You answered, pulling up your phone and typing in your message. “Parker, where are youu? :< Chance and I are already hereee. If you’re late, I’m going to smash your playing cards. >:((” You’d never hear it from here, but a small chuckle escaped Parker when you sent that. “I’m nearbyy, be patient! I’m making my way downtown as fast as I fuckin’ can! >:0” The rainbow-haired man texted back. “He’s near. Let’s just wait together!” You offered, sitting next to Chance, and sighing. “You both will get along, he’s super silly. Just don’t mind his… unstableness.” You giggled. “Unstableness? That’s fine, I’ve met crazier players before.” Chance replied to you, smiling and snickering back at you. He wouldn’t admit it, but he kind of wished Parker wouldn’t show up. Not that he doesn’t want to meet him! It’s just… with the mid-day sun shining down on your features, he wanted to just bask in your presence and your presence only for now.

As you both enjoyed time catching up, the two of you were then startled by a certain loud voice. “BOO!” Parker yelled, “Did I scare ya?” he smiled widely, wrapping his arm around yours from behind the bench as he stared at you a bit too long. This alerted Chance for a bit. Could Parker be into you as much as he was..? No, no, don’t jump to conclusions yet. We don’t know that for sure. “You did, congrats, asshole.” You scoffed, “Parker, this is Chance, Chance, Parker!”

“Hi.. nice to meet you.” Chance smiled through his awkwardness, reaching a hand out to greet Parker. “Nice to meet you, too. I heard a lot about the mighty Chance.” Parker smirked, shaking his hand rather aggressively. Chance blushed slightly in embarrassment as he side-eyed you. What could you possibly have said? “Relax, all good things.” You snickered at his nervousness, “Yeah, nothing bad! I’ve heard you’re the best GM in G&G history!” Parker smiled, shooting his finger guns awkwardly. “Aha, yeah.. That’s not true, I’m sure there’s better.” Chance scoffed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Awh don’t be so modest,” Parker smirked at him, raising his eyebrow. He turned to you, “So where are we going? Or are we sticking at a park the rest of the evening?”

“I have reservations~” You giggled, the boys immediately sensed your mischievous aura. “Where?” Chance asked you as he tried to lean in and spot what’s on your phone to see the reservation. “Nuh uh, you both just have to trust me!” You teased, tucking your phone in your bag and dragging both of them by their hands. This action made them both blush. Wait… they both blushed?

Parker eyes Chance’s reddened face as Chance returns his look. They shared a raised eyebrow before internally shrugging it off. Surely the other is just embarrassed. They just met each other after all! …Right?

“Surprise!” You giggled as you all arrived, “It’s a board game cafe! Now I know board games are more Parkey’s thing, but I thought it’d be more fun than some stuffy restaurant. Because then it’d feel like a weird upstuck date.” You shrugged. “D-Date? Yeah, that’d be so.. Weird.” Parker scratched his multicolored hair, “It’s a great spot though.” Chance smiled. You smirked as you opened the door, “Ladies first?”

That made Chance scoff at you, “That’s my job.” He smirks, taking the door from you as you pout, walking in anyway. Parker follows you as Chance walks in last. “Hi! May I help you?” A worker greets you three. “Hi! Yeah, I have a reservation for three?” You answered as the worker nodded and guided you three to a table. “So you’re free to play whatever board games are on our shelves, if you want to order anything, just click that button on the table and we’ll be right over! If you have any questions about the game you’re playing, feel free to ask one of us.” “Oh, that’s fine. I know every board game here like the back of my hand.” Parker smirked, overly confident in his knowledge of board games and their rules. “What should we play first?!” He asks, excited. The evening was filled with fun as the three of you laughed, drank, ate, and played games. As you finish up, the three of you decide to meet up again another time. And again. And again. Until it becomes a habit for the three of you to hang out. Eventually, you three became so close that you were inseparable.

Though one day, while Parker was teaching you how to shuffle cards while hanging out at your apartment. You noticed the slight tension in the air when he reached to grab your hands from behind and control your fingers for you. His body leaned against yours as his pastel hair slightly tickled you. He was so close to your ear you could practically feel his hot breath against your skin with each syllable he spoke. Perhaps if you weren’t so distracted by him, you’d notice his heartbeat picking up while his chest lay on your back. But you didn’t. You closed your eyes for a bit and tuned out his voice for a while.

God… maybe this wasn’t just a hallway crush. Could it be true that you’ve fallen for your best friend and the college friend you just met? What’s wrong with you?! This could ruin both your friendships. But you take a deep breath. You ground yourself.

And you opened your eyes when he left your body, sighing at the loss. He snapped his fingers. “Hey, were you paying attention, princess?” He smirked at you; it could almost be intentional, you know? The way he’s teasing you. But you chose to ignore that idea. “I’m sorry, I got most of what you said.”

“Good girl!” Parker said that way too casually for you. “Now, from the top. Shuffle the cards, will you?” This... is going to be a difficult process, isn’t it?

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rxsettesgarden · 19 days ago

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title reminds me of 5SOS YOUR LIPSTICK STAIN IS A WORK OF ART--

Lipstick Stains

synop: After getting a makeover from Barry, you go to your game night with Chance and Parker. The two receive lipstick kisses on their cheeks and realize they want more, a lot more. Together they come up with a new game that'll have you kissin' them all over.

words: 5.7K

includes: chancexparkerxgn! reader, afab! reader, kissing, smut, creampie, squirting, marking with lipstick

a/n: This fic was inspired by these drawings by @captainveld! Their art is super duper cute! Also, this is smutty. You know the drill 18+!

“Hmmm… decisions, decisions.” Barry’s fingers danced over the various lipsticks he had gathered. Tongue poking out of his mouth in concentration as he determined what color would fit the look he made for you the best.

Patiently, you sat on the bathroom counter. Legs aimlessly swinging as you watched Barry think on the color.

The man had asked if you would allow him to do your makeup to test out a new eyeshadow. Of course you accepted, loving being pampered.

“Do a neutral, it’ll make the eyeshadow pop!” Bathsheba chimed in.

She had been regaling the latest gossip amongst the objects as Barry worked.

“I think you should do blue.” Jean Loo chimed in.

“I’m pretty sure I don’t have a blue lipstick.” You said with a quirked brown.��

“Yes you do! It is right here!” From your lipstick stash he pulled out a blue stick.

“Oh, yeah! That’s not blue though. I think it’s like a berry color. It’s supposed to change to the lips ph, I think.” You shrugged.

“What is ze point of making it blue. Hmm?” Jean Loo pushed the lipstick in your face.

“I dunno, man. Marketing bullshit?” You pushed his hand away from your face.

“Oooh, I just don’t know…” Barry whined to themselves before looking up at you with knitted brows. “What do you think?”

Hopping off the counter you looked over your lipsticks. In the corner you spotted one that never let you down.

“How about a classic red?” You asked, holding up the lipstick.

“Of course!” Barry clasped his hands together. “A classic red lip will definitely complete the look!”

Settling back on the counter, Barry went to work putting on the lipstick. Using a liner for emphasis, then filling it in with the red. When he was done, he clapped his hands in joy.

“Oh you look absolutely gorgeous!” He said.

The man gave you a final spritz of setting spray, then allowed you to look at yourself.

Turning around, your eyes widened. Damn, you looked good. Some might even say, hot. As if confirming your thoughts Amir appeared before you. A look of adoration was sparkling in his eyes as he appraised your appearance.

“My, how lovely you are, Azizam.” He crooned, making you blush.

“Gosh Amir, always such a charmer.” You waved him off with a giggle.

“Only for you.” He pulled your hand to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss on it.

Alarm sounds blasting from your phone startled all of the objects. Quickly you pulled it from your pocket and shut it off.

“S-sorry guys, didn’t mean to scare ya. Just have my alarm reminding me it’s game night in the attic.” You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly.

“Aww, does that mean you’re leaving?” Barry pouted.

“Yes, but I’ll see you guys another time.” You wrapped Barry in a hug, who returned the gesture.

“Well, have fun!” He said with a wave.

“But not too much fun!” Bathsheba said as you exited the bathroom.

Quickly, you made your way to the attic, but not before being stopped by your toolbox. Looking over you he gave a wolf-whistle.

“Where you off to lookin’ like that, toots?”

“I’m actually late right now, Tony. So if you’ll please…” You motioned for him to move.

“What’s the rush? Got a hot date, or somethin’?” He waggled his brows suggestively.

“No date, just game night. And I would like to get there sooner than later, please.” You let out an exasperated whine on the last syllable.

“Alright, alright. Have fun, gorgeous!”

Walking away, you blushed. Damn, you have your face beaten one time and now you were having all the objects all over you.

When you entered the attic you saw Parker and Chance already setting up the game. Seeing you walk in, both of the men perked up at your presence. Looking over you, the men’s eyes widened and jaws dropped. Feeling their eyes on you, a blush bloomed on your cheeks. Composing himself, Chance cleared his throat.

“You look good.” His voice slightly cracked.

“Good? You look hot!” Parker said.

That had the red in your cheeks turning a darker shade.

“Oh, um. Thanks guys.” You shyly tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear.

“Did you get all gussied up for our game night?” Parker leaned towards you with a suggestive smirk.

“No, I was doing Barry a favor. He wanted to try out a new look on me.”

“Give him my compliments, you do look really good.” Chance blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. “N-not that you don’t look good without it, I j-”You placed your finger on Chance’s mouth to shush him.

“Chance, it’s okay. I appreciate that you guys like the look.” You gave him a soft smile that had his heart fluttering.

“Well, now that pleasantries are over. Let’s get this game night goin’!” Parker pumped his fist in the air.

“Hell yeah! What are we playing tonight?” You asked.

“We��re playing Clue! You know how much Chance loves to solve a mystery!” Parker buzzed with excitement.

Letting out a huff of amusement you looked over the board. You reached for the character you always go for, placing it on its starting spot. The yellow piece of Colonel Mustard.

“Colonel Mustard?” Chance raised a curious brow.

“His name is funny to me.” You shrugged with a smirk.

“Well, I’m always Professor Plum.” Chance grabbed the purple piece.

“Why am I not surprised?” You teased.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He smirked.

“Miss Scarlet is supposed to go first, so I guess I’ll choose her.” Parker said.

“I think he just wants to play as Miss Scarlet.” You nudged Chance in the ribs.

“So what if I do? She’s the sexiest piece!” He motioned to the piece on the board.

“The piece is shaped like a pawn?” You quirked a brow.

“Exactly!” Parker said enthusiastically.

Chance shuffled and dealt out all of the cards. You all checked off the cards in your hand on your sheet. Parker grabbed the die and rolled for the first move. It landed on a five.

“Damn, can’t get in a room yet.” He cupped his chin in thought as he looked over the board.

None of you made it to a room yet, thus beginning the next cycle of turns. Parker got into the lounge. He grabbed the knife and Mr. Green.

“I believe it’s Mr. Green in the lounge with the knife.” Parker said, puffing out his chest.

Chance was to Parker’s left. He held out a card for only Parker to see. He nodded, marking the card on his sheet.

“I see, I see. Veeeery interesting…” He narrowed his eyes between you and Chance.

“What? It’s not like we killed Mr. Body.” You chuckled.

“Oh, you may try to act innocent. But it could easily be one of you!” Parker pointed at both of you.

“So what if it is?” Chance joined in the banter. “I doubt you could stop either of us.” An evil glint flashed off of his glasses.

“I don’t think it’s possible for there to be two killers in the game.” Parker huffed out, ever the rules lawyer.

“I suppose you’re right. The night is still young though, let us continue!” You clenched your fist in the air dramatically.

“How awe inspiring, Colonel.” Chance chuckled.

“Why thank you, Professor.” You purred at Chance with a smirk.

At your sultry voice, Chance’s face flushed red. Oh, oh that was really hot. Shaking off his flusteredness, Chance coughed nonchalantly.

“Anyways… guess it’s my turn.” Before Chance could grab the die, Parker spoke.

“Awww, you won’t talk all sexy-like to me?” Parker asked, giving you puppy dog eyes.

You let out a huff of amusement, leaning toward Parker. Noses barely touching, you cupped his cheek.

“Oh, is Miss Scarlet feeling left out?” You purred again, then placed a kiss on his cheek. The bright red lipstick you had on left a stain on his cheek. His cheeks almost matched its color. “Better?” You asked.

“Uhuh.” He nodded in a daze.

Chance felt the room grow hotter. Pulling at his collar, he decided to proceed with the game. Though he couldn’t stop glancing at the kiss mark left on Parker’s cheek. Whatever, it wasn’t a big deal. You were just teasing in the friendly way you always do.

Rolling the die, Chance made it into the library. There he blamed Colonel Mustard for the crime using the candlestick. Shaking your head, you clicked your tongue at Chance.

“You’re blaming me?” You let out a fake scoff. “I’m offended.”

“I’m just playing the game, sweetheart. Take it up with the creators of Clue if you’ve got a problem with it.” Chance shrugged his shoulders with his arms crossed, a teasing smirk on his lips.

Looking through your cards, you found the library. Pulling it out, you showed it to Chance.

“At least part of your guess was wrong.” You teased.

“Oh, I’ll prove who dunnit.” Chance leaned toward you, eyes glancing at your lips expectantly.

Pausing your banter, you pulled back slightly. With a quirked brow you looked between the two. Both of them appeared very flustered.

“Chance?” You asked, a smirk growing on your face.

“Yes?” He wondered where this was going.

“Do you want me to kiss your cheek too?”

Caught red-handed, Chance blushed. Rubbing the back of his neck, he nodded.

“Maybe.”

“Only maybe?” You leaned toward him.

“Okay, yes. I do.” He pouted, looking absolutely adorable.

“You just have to ask, you know?” You teased, leaning toward him.

Again, he blushed at your proximity. Softly, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. Chance held in a content sigh, afraid you’d fluster him even more.

“There you go, now you match!” You giggled at the sight of them with a print of your lips on their cheeks.

Parker stared at you with a dopey smile on his face. Chance was looking at you similarly, a tenderness in his eyes.

“What?” You asked, suddenly feeling very self-conscious.

“Oh nothing!” Parker immediately snapped out of it. “It’s your turn!” He said, pushing the die over to you.

Chance seemed to shake himself out of whatever trance he was in. Returning to your friendly competitive banter.

Ultimately Chance won the game. Guessing correctly that it was Colonel Mustard in the kitchen with the candlestick. It didn’t surprise you that he figured it out so quickly.

As you picked up the game, Chance twiddled his thumbs nervously. You gave him a curious glance.

“Something up, Chance?”

“Oh uh…” He gave you a sheepish look. “Does the winner get anything?” He asked, giving you pleading eyes.

Looking at Parker you raised a confused brow.

“Um, we haven’t done prizes before.” You said. “What exactly do you want?”

“Well, my other cheek is open.” He turned it toward you expectantly.

Letting out a laugh, you shook your head. Placing another kiss on his cheek, you heard Chance sigh.

“There you go.” You pinched his cheek, wiggling it.

“Thanks.” He gave you a look of adoration that had your heart swelling.

“Don’t mention it.”

Beside you, Parker now waited expectantly.

“What about consolation prizes?” He gave you those puppy-dog eyes again.

Rolling your eyes, you planted a kiss on his free cheek. That dopey smile returned to his face.

Pushing off the floor, you dusted yourself off.

“Well, I’ll be off. Gotta say hi to the Breaker Box boys before bed.” You gave them a wave. “Have a goodnight!” You said as you took your leave.

When the boys were left alone, they let out content sighs. Parker touched his cheeks with his hands.

“I’m never washing my face again.” He sighed with a smile.

“Dude, that’s gross. Also, you kinda rubbed off one of the marks.” He pointed at Parker’s right hand.

The man lifted it to his face, seeing red on his fingers.

“Noo!” He reached toward Chance to rub one of his marks off.

“Hey man!” He grabbed Parker’s wrists with a strong grip, stopping him from reaching his cheek.

“But we gotta match.” Parker pouted, still in Chance’s hold.

“No we don’t.”

It suddenly dawned on Parker the precarious position he and Chance were in. A blush blooming on his face at his proximity to the man, plus being restrained by him.

“Eh, when did you get so strong?” Parker leaned toward Chance as much as he could with a smirk.

Shrugging his shoulders, Chance leaned in. Pressing a deep kiss to Parker’s lips. The other man’s eyes widened at the surprise action, then he pulled away. Chance still had his grip on Parker’s wrists and pulled him back in.

“Golly… you uh…” He trailed, looking at Chance’s lips.

“Parker, do you want me to kiss you again?” Chance teased with a smirk.

“Yes?” Parker had no idea how to feel about this turn of events.

“Is that a question?” Chance quirked a brow.

“I think I very much would, but…” He bit his lip, recalling his rules. “But we haven’t rolled the relationship dice.”

“Fuck the relationship dice.” Chance released his wrists, opting to hold his hands. “I know you’ve got your ‘thing’,” Chance waved his hand around for emphasis, “but I would prefer to just admit that I like you, you know?”

“That’s a bit hypocritical coming from a guy that rolled a die on his last date.” Parker teased, gripping onto Chance’s hands.

“I might’ve been trying to get out of a bad date. Penelope is sweet, but uh, not really my type.”

“What is your type?” Parker asked, eyes sparkling.

“Dorky board games that are a little too obsessed with rules?” Chance chuckled, a blush dusting his cheeks.

“Oh that’s not your only type…” Parker nodded to the door.

Waving his head side to side, Chance let out a sigh.

“I guess… but they’re always so occupied with the other objects.”

“We could occupy their time.” Parker gave Chance a suggestive look.

“I’m listening…”

In the Breaker Box you were listening to the poor croons of Johnny Splash. Occasionally sending him polite applause. Eddie graciously provided you drinks on the house to help you drown out the sour notes.

“Ah! Live wire! Long time no see! Where have you been running off to?” Volt joined you and Eddie at the bar, leaning against the counter.

“Oh here and there, in my house, of course.” You sent him a smirk.

“Of course. I was just asking because you are mighty prettied up tonight.” His eyes landed on your red lips. By this point the lipstick was slightly smeared. “Have fun on your daily escapades?” He licked his thumb, then stroked off the streak at the corner of your lips.

The action had you blushing.

“Volt, be nice…” Eddie gave the other man a look of warning.

“What? I haven’t done anything.” He gave Eddie a charming smile.

The man behind the bar rolled his eyes.

“I know you, you fuckin’ tease.”

“Actually, I do want to talk about it.” You looked down at the counter, trailing a finger across it.

Both of the men turned their attention toward you.

“So, I know some of the objects like me… like romantically.” You said softly.

“Some?” Volt and Eddie shared a look.

You looked at them with a confused gaze.

“Or maybe they don’t?” You bit your lip.

“That is not at all what I was insinuating, Live wire.” Volt leaned his face toward you.

He caressed your cheek, sending a shock through you.

“Oh.” You got the message, nodding.

“I’m assuming you are wondering if a specific object likes you?” Eddie chimed in.

Turning back to him, you nodded.

“Uh, yeah.” You felt yourself flush, feeling like a school girl.

“Care to tell us who the lucky object is?” Volt pried.

“Chance and Parker.”

Eddie let out a chuckle with a smirk.

“What?” You asked.

“Seriously?” He leaned on the counter, that smug smirk still on his face.

“Yes, seriously.” You pouted.

“I know you can be kind of oblivious at times, but I didn’t take you to be THIS oblivious.” He poked you on the forehead.

“O-oblivious?” You sputtered. “I’m not oblivious. And I’m not particularly entertained by this vagueness.” You crossed your arms, narrowing your eyes at the man.

“Darling, those boys are very much in love with you.” Volt said what the two were thinking.

That had your face turning an even deeper shade of red.

“In l-love?” You shook out of your flustered state. “How do you even know that?”

“Takes one to know one, I suppose.” Eddie said extremely nonchalantly.

Your mouth dropped open in shock, but you couldn’t find any words to say back at that revelation.

“I’m too drunk for this.” You pushed yourself up from the bar. “But we will be discussing this later.” You pointed at Eddie and Volt.

“I look forward to it, Live wire.” Eddie gave you a tender look before waving you off.

When you exited the Breaker Box, you readied yourself for bed. However, you couldn’t get to sleep. Tossing and turning at thoughts of Parker and Chance. Did they really feel the same way as you? You guessed they enjoyed you kissing them on the cheek, but a lot of the objects appreciated your physical affection even if they weren’t attracted to you.

Groaning, you pressed your palms to your eyes. Next game night you were going to have to confront this. Unbeknownst to you, they were planning on confronting it as well.

Soon enough, the night arrived. Waltzing into the attic, you gave the men a confused look. There wasn’t a game board or cards set up, not even a twister mat on the floor. Both of them gazed at you in a way they hadn’t before. It sent a shiver up your spine. Hunger. That’s what filled their eyes as you made your way toward them.

Tentatively, you sat down in your usual circle. Wringing your hands together, you felt sweat prick at your forehead. You couldn’t recall ever feeling like this around them. Why hadn’t they said anything yet?

“H-hey guys. What are we playing tonight?” You asked.

“A new game,” Chance said lowly, pulling out two dice.

“We came up with it ourselves.” Parker added, a smile on his face coupled with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Right… what is it?” You wondered where this was going.

You watched Parker pull something out from his pocket, he held it out to you. Quirking a brow you took the object. It was your red lipstick.

“You should put that on.” Parker said.

“You guys are being extremely cryptic.” You looked between the two of them, hoping one would explain what was going on. Neither of them did, instead waiting for you to do what Parker said.

Shrugging your shoulders, you did what they asked. Using an old mirror in the corner of the attic to do so properly. Returning to the men, they felt like they could drool. The red on your lips making them buzz with excitement.

“Okay, I did what you asked.” You sat back down on the floor. “What now?”

“Now, we play the game.” Chance said, setting the dice in the middle.

“Can you tell me the rules for this game?” Your gaze darted between the two.

Heat prickled at your skin. Both of them still had that hungry look in their eyes. Like they wanted to pounce on you. They did, but you didn’t know that. At least… not yet.

“Chance and I are gonna roll the dice, and you’ll have to give us a kiss on the face that many times.” Parker said, puffing out his chest proudly.

You giggled, it seemed so childish. Thinking back to your conversation with Eddie, you realized he might’ve been onto something. Smirking to yourself, you nodded. Sure, you could go along with their silly game.

“Okay… and what exactly is the goal?” You leaned toward the two.

“Uh, whoever makes you lose all of your lipstick is the winner.” Parker gulped at your proximity. A heat shooting through him as you gave him a lustful gaze.

“And what does the winner win?” You smirked at the men’s now flustered state.

“An actual kiss!” Chance blurted, red in the face.

“Why did you guys come up with this game?” You pushed, wondering if they would cave.

“Oh you know…” Chance rubbed the back of his neck, unsure of what to say. “Board games can get pretty, boring?”

“Hey!” Parker smacked him on the shoulder.

“I didn’t mean it like that!” Chance raised his hands in defense.

Huffing with a pout, Parker turned his attention back to you.

“What he means is we wanted to try something new.”

“I see.” You let out a huff of amusement. “So who goes first? Miss Scarlet?” You purred leaning toward Parker. “Or Professor Plum?” You did the same to Chance, the smirk on your face growing as the men became extremely flustered.

“I-I believe we agreed on a coin toss.” Chance pulled a coin from his pocket, handing it to you.

“Seems fair enough. Whose heads?” You asked.

“I can be!” Parker exclaimed.

“Cool. Here we go!”

You flipped the coin, letting it land on the back of your hand with a slap. Pulling your hand away, it was tails side up. Smirking at Chance, you leaned toward him.

“So I guess it’s your turn then?”

Gulping, Chance nodded.

“Make your roll, Chance.” You said lowly, gesturing to the dice.

Picking up the dice with both hands, he closed his eyes and shook. Releasing the dice, you watched with bated breath as they clattered to the floor. Two threes.

“Six.” He let out a harsh breath, unsure if he was actually ready to go through with him and Parker’s plan.

“C’mere big guy.” You motioned him forward, then climbed into his lap.

Large warm hands landed on your hips, pulling your body flushed to his.

“Six kisses then?” You murmured, pressing your forehead against his.

“Mhmm.” He squeaked out, nervous sweat prickling on his forehead.

Softly, you pressed kisses over his cheeks. One on each cheek, then his nose. Deciding to have some fun, you trailed your lips down. Placing three kisses down his neck. He did his best, but he couldn’t fully stifle the groan your actions elicited. The sound shooting straight to your core.

Leaning back, you looked at Parker. He shivered at your gaze.

“Your turn.” You said, crawling off of Chance’s lap.

“Y-yeah, it is.” Parker grabbed the dice with shaky hands.

Rolling them, they landed on a four and five.

“Hmm, nine then? How’s the lipstick looking so far?” You looked at both the men.

“A little faded, but there’s still a lot there.” Chance answered.

Satisfied with the response, you crawled into Parker’s lap. His hands were shaking as he grabbed onto your waist.

“Nervous?” You teased, rubbing your nose against his.

“A bit.” He said quietly.

“Don’t be.”

You began giving him kisses. Six on his face over his cheeks and nose, then you trailed down his neck.

“Oh! Oh golly!” He keened when your lips pressed into the crook of his neck.

Deciding to have a bit more fun, you licked a stripe against the spot.

“Oooh, f-fuck!” Parker grit his teeth.

“How’s it look now?” You looked over at Chance.

“S-still some there.” His breathing had become labored.

“Guess it’s your turn again.”

Chance rolled a five. Again, you crawled into his lap. Through his pants you could see a tent forming. Biting your lip, you decided to tease him. Pressing a kiss against his neck, he groaned.

“Are you enjoying this?” You breathed against his neck, making him shiver.

In response, he nodded. His throat suddenly felt very dry.

“Words, Chance.” You admonished him with a click of your tongue.

“Yes.” He croaked.

“Mmm, good boy.” Your words had him shivering, gripping your hips tighter.

Pressing more kisses up the column of his throat, you gave him a little nip just for good measure. Your last kiss was planted on his forehead. Pulling away, you smiled down at him. Looking up at you, Chance was in a daze. Eyes blissed out from your kisses.

“It’s Parker’s turn, again.” You were about to turn around, but Chance held you in place.

“No, he lost.” Chance rubbed his thumb over your lips, nothing was on his finger. “I win.” He said lowly.

Before you had an opportunity to say anything, Chance’s lips pressed against yours hungrily. Your eyes widened, then fluttered shut as you pressed a kiss back. His tongue lapped at your lower lip, so you opened your mouth slightly. Tongues tangling, you let out a soft sigh. He tasted really good. The same could be said about you.

From the sidelines, Parker watched as you made out with Chance. Biting his lip, he reached for the bulge forming in his pants. Moaning, he gave himself a light squeeze. Oh, he could watch you and Chance go at it for ages.

“H-holy crit!” Chance gasped out, looking blissfully at you. “You’re perfect.” He nuzzled his nose against yours.

Kissing his nose, you attempted to get out of his grasp. However, his hands tightened on you once more. The look in his eyes grew dark.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked lowly.

“I-I thought you won a kiss. I gave you one.”

“Mmm… I suppose so. But did you really think that’s all we wanted from you?”

Oh. Ohhhhh. Your eyes widened as you shivered at his words.

“If I may, I have a sneaky suspicion you feel the same as us.” Chance pressed another heated kiss to your lips.

Biting your lip, you nodded in response.

“Use your words.” Chance echoed your command from earlier.

“Yes, I do want more. I want you.” You looked over your shoulder. “Both of you.”

It was as if a switch had been flipped on for the both of them. Parker and Chance practically pounced on you. The former capturing your lips, finally being able to kiss you. Not holding back, he let out a whine. Your tongues intertwined as you felt Chance’s mouth on your neck. No doubt, he was leaving marks that you would have the luxury of witnessing tomorrow.

Keening, you pressed your chest up against Parker. He took that as a sign to start removing your clothes. Practically ripping your shirt off, he threw it to the ground. Mouthing down the front of your body, Parker also marked up your neck. Nibbling down your skin till he reached your nipples. His tongue and mouth lavished them till they were perky. Parker appreciated his handiwork with a nod before returning his mouth to yours.

Reaching around your front, Chance began to lower your pants. Shuffling around, you helped him remove the article. Suddenly, his fingers had found their way to your clit. Your pussy already soaked from the start of your activities.

“Damn,” Chance groaned against your throat, “you really have wanted this.” Slipping a finger inside you, he made you moan. “Parker, look.” He grabbed the other man’s attention.

Moaning, Parker caught sight of your sopping cunt. Chance’s thick finger pumping in and out of you, palm grinding against your clit.

“Oh golly,” Parker whined. His eyes transfixed on Chance’s hand fucking in and out of you.

“Why don’t you help Parker?” Chance suggested to you, nipping on your sweet spot.

“Oh! Okay!” You groaned as Chance’s finger curled inside you.

With shaky hands you helped Parker out of his complex outfit, leaving him bare. His cock standing at attention with a bead of precum beading at the tip. Licking your lips, you took in the sight before you. Parker’s lean but slightly muscular frame, his flushed face and kiss bitten lips. He looked absolutely wonderful.

“Mmm… look at that.” Chance groaned against you. “You two look so good. So beautiful, so handsome…” He purred nosing up your throat. “So perfect!” He pressed another finger into your cunt, making you cry out.

With what little thought you had, you reached toward Parker. Hand wrapping around his hard length. At your touch, Parker let out a whine. Using your thumb, you flicked at the underside of the head. Through clenched teeth, Parker let out a pleasurable hiss.

Leaning over, your mouth enveloped his cock. The action had the man crying out. Fuck, your mouth felt amazing. Popping off of his cock, you licked a stripe from the base to the tip. Hand lightly cupping his balls as you returned to sucking him off.

“Fuck,” Chance groaned as he made eye-contact with Parker. He shivered at the sight of you blowing him.

Around his fingers he felt your pussy tightening, signaling your impending orgasm. He continued to pump curled fingers in and out of you, bringing you closer and closer to your peak.

“Cum for me, then you can take me. Can you do that?” Chance groaned as you clenched around his fingers. Around Parker’s cock, you moaned in response. The feeling had Parker’s brain turn to mush.

One final pump of Chance’s fingers had you gushing over his hand. Your plush walls clamping around the digits as you let out a low groan around Parker’s cock. The man in front of you moaned at the sight. Loving how your body shivered as Chance brought you down from your high.

Slipping out of your cunt, Chance brought one of his fingers to his mouth. Sucking off your essence, he groaned. Fuck, you tasted good. Parker had to enjoy this too. Crawling from behind you, Chance pressed his fingers into Parker’s awaiting mouth. The taste almost had him cumming right then and there. Eyes rolling back as his tongue swirled between Chance’s fingers. All the while, you were still sucking on his cock. Glazed over eyes indicating how cock-drunk you already were.

Taking that as his cue, Chance stripped himself down. Returning to his spot behind you, Chance lined up his cock with your sopping entrance. Teasingly, he rubbed up and down your folds. From behind you could feel how big and thick he was, oh he was gonna fill you real nice.

Slowly, he pressed into you. Tip pushing past that first ring of resistance, then fully pressing inside. Both of you groaned at the feeling. Your plush gummy walls tightening around him as he began to pump inside you.

Parker was getting close. With you moaning around his cock, and now having the show of Chance fucking you, he was gonna burst.

For Parker’s sake, Chance went slowly at first. Wanting to see the man finish in your mouth. Then, he would ruin you.

Warm hands caressed your body as you were fucked. Chance leaned his body over yours, pressing his cock deep inside of you. The tip pushing against that gummy sweet spot inside. The whine that escaped your mouth at the feeling was Parker's undoing.

“Ah, oh, gosh. Oh golly, oh mmph!” He whined as he shot hot ropes of cum down your throat.

One of his hands was in your hair as he fucked into your mouth, chasing the feeling of his release. In a daze you swallowed his cum, not realizing the action until Parker let out a low groan at the sight.

“Y-you’re so fucking good.” Parker flopped onto his back, catching his breath after cumming so hard.

With Parker satisfied, Chance took that as his cue to fuck you silly. Strong, warm hands gripping your hips with bruising strength, he pummeled in and out of your sopping cunt. Wet sounds filling the attic as the man fucked into you mercilessly. Your face was pressed against the floor, mouth open as a stream of moans and whimpers escaped you. Pressing you further into the floor, Chance’s body pushed against your back. His strong chest and soft tummy holding you down as his cock brutalized your internal sweet spot.

Another orgasm was building in your belly. A heat growing with each precise thrust against your gummy spot. It had you crying out, hands scrabbling around for purchase.

“That’s right, take it. Mmph, you take us so well.” Chance softly bit your shoulder, sending pleasurable pain through you.

The feeling had you clenching around Chance. You were so close. He was too. Those thick fingers found their way to your clit, circling around the sensitive nub. Shocks of pleasure had you squeezing around him tightly. Each push and swirl drawing you closer and closer till you finally snapped.

With a final cry, your pussy clenched around Chance’s length. Through gritted teeth, he groaned. Hot ropes of cum filled your sopping cunt. The warmth had you humming in bliss. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as your body shook with the aftershocks of your orgasm.

Chance ran his hands over your body soothingly. Pressing kisses down your back before pulling out of you. Groaning, Chance watched as your mixed spend dripped down your thighs. A sight he could certainly get used to.

The three of you caught your breaths and returned to your senses. All of you realizing you were very much not done with each other. Finding yourself tangling together once more. This time your pussy pulled against Parker’s face as Chance fucked into him. Parker growing addicted to the taste of you and Chance together, hoping to add his own to your cunt.

Soon enough he did. You rode the man as Chance watched from the sidelines, catching his breath. Shivering, you and Parker came together. Kissing him deeply, you came down from your highs.

Eventually, you were snuggled together on the hard floor. Sweaty and absolutely fucked out of your minds. Looking at both of the men at your sides, you softly smiled.

“You know, Volt and Eddie told me you two love me.” You said.

“Did they, now?” Chance leaned on his elbow, looking down on you.

“They did.” You nodded.

“Well, I do love you.” Parker pulled your body to his, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“I love you too.” You reached both of your hands to caress their faces.

Kissing your palm, Chance nodded.

“I love you.” He made eye contact with Parker. “Both of you.”

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