#he's my little woof woof but I still give him the right to be manwhore as a treat

[darlingpwease]

good afternoon.

XIE LIAN, who tries to be flirtatious and playful while you both going to bed, gently hugging you from behind, but when you react with gently teasing interest, he becomes bashfully ruddy and rolls almost to the wall of the room because he is too embarrassed.

[ivarswickedqueen]

Fever - part 8

Paring: Alex x reader x Marco

Word account: 2300

Warnings: NSFW as always, 18+

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Gifs belongs to @bonniebirdsgifcentre

Special thank you to @captstefanbrandt for correcting my mistakes again ♥

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“You are in big trouble, slave!” Ivar hissed and you shivered. "Come on brother, it's not her fault. Plus you told her to be quiet. You didn't tell her that she wasn't supposed to cum!" Marco defended you and you frowned at him. You wanted your punishment. You wanted to be punished by Ivar. You were already curious what he wanted to do to you. "You are right brother. It's you who made her cum, so I should punish you," he pulled you closer to him and whispered something in your ear. You grinned devilishly and Marco gulped. You two looked like a couple of psychopaths.

"Sit here my Prince,” you told him and pointed at the empty chair in front of the couch. You sat on him, your legs on each side of his hips. The moment you swung your legs around his hips and sat on him, his eyes grew wide. He immediately put his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to him, but you swatted his hands away. "No touching, my Prince,” you purred in his ear, but he disobeyed you and his hands roamed over your body, stopping at your breasts, rolling his thumbs over your still sensitive nipples, making you moan lowly.   "You were saying?" he smirked, giving light, gentle kisses along your jawline, slowly morphing them into open-mouthed kisses with his tongue just barely touching your skin. You almost felt sorry for what you were about to do to him. You gently grabbed his hands and pulled them behind his back. "I said no touching, my Prince!" you said and kissed him deeply, rolling your hips over his hard dick, distracting him for a second, so Alex could handcuff his hands to the back of the chair. "What the fuck?" Marco shouted, when he realized what happened. "This is your punishment, brother. You will just sit here, unable to touch yourself, and watch me fucking her brains out," Alex laughed wickedly and tossed you on the couch. "Now, now, my slave, are you ready to please your king?" he asked you, licking and biting his lips with an insane smile.

"I live to please my king," you purred, watching him with so much desire in your eyes. "So please me," he limped closer to you. "It won't suck itself," he barked and put his hard dick into your mouth. You didn't expect such a rough entry, your eyes watered, but you quickly relaxed and eased your throat, you moaned purposely on his cock as he hit the back of your throat, causing vibration all throughout his cock. He was fucking your mouth, moaning your name, and you weren’t sure if it's Ivar who's moaning or Alex, but you enjoyed every second of it. "That's it baby. Take all of me," he came in your mouth and you swallowed it all and stuck out your tongue to show him. He mimicked you and it made your pussy tingle. 

"You sucked me so good, little one. Come here, sit on my face!" Alex commanded. "Sit on your throne my queen," he added and pulled you down on his face. You moaned wildly, when his lips brushed over your clit. "Fuck!" you cursed. "So is she your queen or your slave? You need to choose, brother." Marco said sarcastically, obviously annoyed that he wasn't part of it. "She is whatever she wants to be Hvitty," Alex smirked and added "woof, woof".

Marco rolled his eyes and tried to free himself, Alex chuckled against your core, when he heard the sound of handcuffs tapping against the wooden chair. The vibrations made you moan like a whore. Alex's tongue circled your clit a few times, flicking underneath the hood of it until you moaned Ivar's name. A load moan burst out of you, when he tugged on your clit with his lips, proceeding to suck it into his mouth. "I'm glad that you two are having fun, but I have to be back on set in 15 minutes," Marco snapped. "Alex, you should let him go," you tried, but he slapped your ass harshly. "Call me Alex one more time and I won't let you cum for a week." He growled. "Seriously Alex, I have to go". Marco started to be angry. "I will let you go, right after I make Y/N cum". He chuckled and went back to sucking your clit. "Hurry up, Y/N. Let it go!" Marco shouted. "Trust me Mar...Hvitty, I want to, but your brother is a fucking tease and makes it so hard for me to cum," you whined and your legs started trembling, when Alex's tongue fucked your tight hole. "So fake it!" Marco suggested. "I think that you are doing something terribly wrong, my brother, if you can't tell when a woman is faking her orgasm,” Alex sassed and eased two fingers into your dripping core, sliding over your sweet spots inside you, while his lips and tongue took care of your clit. You couldn't help yourself and started grinding your hips down and against his face, riding his tongue and fingers. You were moaning his name like a prayer, ignoring Marco at this point. You finally came, flooding Alex's face with your juices, leting out a loud moan, collapsing next to his head. Alex smirked, when he saw your exhausted expression. He walked to Marco and started looking for the key. "I can't find it," he panicked. "WHAT??" Marco was hysterical. "Just kidding, it's on the table," Alex giggled. "You are such an asshole sometimes," you chuckled and shook your head. Alex freed Marco who quickly got dressed and ran out of the trailer, without even looking at you. “You think he is mad at us?" you pouted. "Yeah, he is. But don't worry, he'll get over it quickly," Alex assured you and kissed the top of your head. "But he's right, we have to go, get dressed Y/N,".You walked out of the trailer and froze, when you saw Jordan leaning against Marco's trailer. "Did you enjoy your nap, Y/N?" he smirked. You opened your mouth, but closed it again, because you had no idea what to say. "Yes, she did. Do you have a problem with that, Jordan?" Alex wrapped his arm around your shoulder, staring back at Jordan confidently. "Not at all, Alex. At least you are not trying to deny it, like Marco," he chuckled and you hid your face against Alex's shoulder. "Oh my god, this is embarrassing," you mumbled, red as tomato. "Don't worry, Y/N. Your secret's safe with me," Jordan winked at you. "All right, we would love to chat with you Jordan, but we are already late. See you later," Alex said and dragged you away. You could hear Jordan mumbling to himself: "It's always the shy ones". Alex started chatting with one of the extras, so you walked to Ida. "Hey, Y/N, did you enjoy your nap?" Ida asked the same question as Jordan couple minutes ago and you panicked. But she looked like she is just genuinely interested about your nap time. "It was refreshing," you said nervously and ignored Jordan's amused smile. "Did I miss something?" you asked her. "Nothing much, Hirst was yelling at Marco, because he was late," she said casually and you felt terrible. "But I want you to meet someone, Y/N," she said. "Jonathan, come here please," she shouted and your eyes wided, when you saw Jonathan Rhys Meyers. "Jonathan, this is my friend Y/N. Y/N this is Jonathan," Ida introduced you. "It's always a pleasure to meet such a beautiful woman," Jonathan smiled and you noticed that Marco is looking your way. "Nice to meet you. You are great as bishop Heahmund. I'm not the biggest fan of this character, but you play him so well," you smiled friendly. "So, it's my duty to make you change your mind, Y/N," he smirked and brought your hand up to his face and kissed each one of your knuckles gently. "She doesn't like my character too!" Ida pouted and you chuckled. "You two have one thing in common. Your characters hurt her precious Ivar. She will never forgive you," Marco joined your conversation and stood close to you.

"I see, so Y/N, can I take you out to dinner?" he asked you blatantly. "She can't go. She has a boyfriend," Marco said before you had a chance to answer. "Yes, very jealous boyfriend," Alex, who just joined your little group, added. "Sorry, Jonathan," he faked a smile.   "All right boys. That's a pity, you seem lovely, Y/N," he kissed your knuckles again and left. "You have a jealous boyfriend, Y/N?" Ida asked you with raised eyebrows. "No, I don't!" You said angrily. "What the hell was that?" you asked and looked at both of them. "It was so rude!" you scolded them. "You don't know Jonathan, Y/N," Alex said softly. "He is a player. He's a manwhore," Marco added and folded his arms over his chest. "Oh, and you two are what? Knights in shining armour? I am not some damsel in distress, I can take care of myself, thank you very much," you were angry and walked away, without looking at them. "Y/N!" they said in unison and started following you. "Do you understand that, Jordan?" Ida asked, confused as hell. "Yep, I understand it perfectly!" 

“Y/N, wait! Come on, don't be mad. You really don't know Jonathan. He means no good," Alex said and pushed you inside the empty locker room. "What do you even think of me, huh? That I would have sex with him after that dinner? That's what you think of me? Just because I spread my legs willingly for you two, it doesn't mean I would do that for everyone! I'm not a whore!!" You were furious. "No, Jesus, Y/N. Of course we don't think something like that about you. We just wanted to protect you," Marco said and gave you a pleading look. "We care about you. I admit, we probably overreacted, sorry about that," Alex admitted. "I guess we were little bit jealous," Marco added and you scoffed. "Little bit jealous? You were jealous as hell!" you finally smiled. "Look, she is smiling," Alex cheered. "Are we forgiven?" Marco asked, obviously not angry anymore that you tied him to the chair earlier. "Kitten?" he added. "I think it's impossible to be mad at you two," you sighed. "Do you realize that we are here alone?" Alex asked smugly, pulling you closer to him in an attempt to kiss you. "No way. Forget about it, Alex. Jordan already knows about us.I can't live through another embarrassing moment," you said firmly and turned around only to face Marco, who was watching you with a predatory smile. "Stay here, kitten," he kissed you softly, silencing you effectively. 

You felt Alex's hands wrapped around you from behind, his lips caressing the skin on the back of your neck and shoulders. "There are too many people around here," you tried to stop them again, but your brain stopped working when you were trapped between their muscled bodies. "Forget about them, love," Alex bit down gently on your earlobe, cupping your breasts in his hands, kneading them slowly through the material of your shirt. He lifted your shirt and threw away your bra. His thumbs moved over your hard nipples. Your tiny moans ratcheted up his desire. "Alex," you moaned softly, leaning against his chest, your lips found his. Marco moved his lips to your exposed neckline and nibbled on your neck and sucked hard causing you to jolt with pleasure, his hands snaked around your waist, pulling your lower body against his hard cock. You stopped caring about all the people around you, when you felt their hands and lips on your body. Someone started massaging your clit and you weren’t sure if it was Marco's hand or Alex's. "Please,” you begged. "What do you need, love?" Alex smirked against your ear. "Fuck me! Please!! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me with your thick cocks!" "Dirty talk, that's new," Marco smirked. "Who's cock do you want, love?" Alex asked you and rolled your right nipple between his thumb and index finger. "Both" you moaned. "No, kitten, we don't have enough time, you have to choose," Marco smirked and wrapped his lips around your left nipple. "I can't," you whined. "So no cock for you," Alex teased. "I hate you both, this is Sophie's Choice," you whined again. You thought about it for a minute and then decided that Marco is the one who deserves your attention after what you did to him this afternoon. "I want Marco," you said and your hand slipped into his pants, pulling his aching cock out. You could say that Marco was flattered that you chose him. "Turn around, kitten," he commanded.He grabbed your hips and watched his own cock entering you from behind. He thrusted hard and grabbed your hair and gave it a slight pull making you moan. Alex got on his knees and started sucking and licking your clit. Marco's hard thrusts and Alex's tongue made you cum almost immediately. Marco pounded into you faster and faster until he heard you calling out his name and he spilled himself inside your warm pussy. Alex kissed your throat again, Marco joined him on the other side of your neck. They both played with your sensitive nipples. It seemed like they couldn't stop touching and kissing you. Suddenly you heard a loud bang on the door. "Guys, stop fucking like a bunch rabbits and get out of there, Hirst wants to speak with us," Jordan yelled and Marco and Alex both sighed. "We will continue when we get back home, love," Alex promised you, kissing you for the last time.

Part 9

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