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gracev0609 · 5 months

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Between the Two of You

Jake X Chris X Reader

A @lipstickitty / gracev0609 collaboration.

WC: 4K+

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Slash, M/M, F/M, Threesome.

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Jake set his glass down on the bar top with a clank, the condensation making the pint glass slippery between his fingers, with a slight slur,”Ya know, we're really doin’ it man. Mirador is coming to fruition, it's it's own entity, people are loving it.”

Across the table Chris let a small laugh through his nose, his bandmate clearly feeling the alcohol he's consumed,” We really are Jake, this is a good thing we've got going here, I feel like we can grow creatively.”

He watches as Jake's eyes focus on something, someone, over his shoulder. He turns his head, twisting his body almost one hundred and eighty degrees when he sees her.

Jake utters,” That's Y/N! Fuck, we haven't seen her in years! What… since 2019?”

Chris turns right side round and picks up his own pint glass, ready to take a sip to clear his throat, he always thought she was breathtaking. Before he knew it, a less than sober Jake was waving and calling her name, beckoning her to the table.

Y/N rushes over to the table, eyes bright with excitement at the sight of her friends. She tackles Jake in a hug, squeezing him tightly before turning to Chris and giving him the same treatment. “What the fuck!! I haven’t seen you in so long, how have you been? What are you up to these days? I’ve kept up with the band page a little bit, you guys are like full blown rockstars now!!” She giggles, one hand on each man’s arm.

“And we weren’t back then? Ouch.” Jake teases, clutching his chest in fake pain.

He grasps at her ringed fingers, covered in tarnished silver jewelry,” Come drink with us honey! Please?”

She glances between Jake giving her puppy dog eyes and Chris who's nodding his head in approval,” Alright alright, just a round or two.”

Chris rises from the booth allowing her to scoot in before signaling to their waitress that they needed her to come take drink orders.

The waitress makes her way to the table for their orders, shooting sneaky little glances at both men which they don’t even notice, their attention fully on the woman seated with them. “What can I get ya?” She asks with a smile. Jake orders a craft beer that Y/N teasingly rolls her eyes at the name of, Chris orders a simple stout he’s probably had a hundred times, and Y/N politely requests a Blue Moon.

The woman tries once more to make eye contact with either man seated in the booth, again to no avail. She huffs quietly under her breath and walks off to put the orders in.

“That’s pretty mean, you know. The poor girl just wanted your attention.” Y/N laughs, playfully shoving Jake’s shoulder.

“Did she? I guess my attention was focused elsewhere, darling.” Chris says, voice sweet like honey but a little rough from the liquor. She smiles, suddenly feeling butterflies from the male gaze she's under, her eyes meet Chris's first, then flit to Jake's, both are heady and familiar. She's not a stranger to their flirting, both of them attempting to take her out the last time they met up years ago, originally she denied them due to her relationship status, but fortunately, things change. The waitress interrupts the heaviness between the three of them, setting their beers down with a heavy thud while yet again Y/N thanks her.

As their glasses were emptied and refilled a few more times, the men moved closer and closer to her in the booth. Soon enough Chris had his arm around her, resting along the top of the booth, playing with her hair every once in a while, and Jake had his hand on her thigh tapping his fingers and tracing soft patterns. Their chemistry was incredible, soft touches and laughter filled their booth. As Jake set down his once again empty pint, he quietly asked, his voice soft and gentle,”Do you guys want to get out of here? Go back to my hotel room?”

Y/N fakes a scandalized gasp while Chris lets out a slightly nervous chuckle. “What will the church elders think?” She teases, feeling a little drunk on the liquor but very drunk on the two men currently draped around her. “Honey, the church elders can suck my dick.” Jake laughs.

“Jacob, I’m pretty sure that was blasphemous in about a hundred different ways.” She leans in and presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Let’s pay the tab and get the fuck out of here.” She lets her hand drift to Chris’s neck and slide down his chest before resting at his waist, prompting him to rise from the booth and pull Jake up by the hand so the three of you could settle up at the bar and make your exit.

Both boy’s minds were a little hazy from the liquor and excitement, only made worse by Y/N’s hands cheekily roaming both their bodies while they were trying to get the bill paid and get her alone. “If you keep touchin’ me like that, we’re not gonna make it back to the hotel, baby. I’m gonna take you right here.” Jake growls in her ear. Immediately she bites her lip and neatly folds her hands, resting them on her stomach, she can push him later in the sanctity of his hotel room.

One short cab ride later they arrived at their hotel. As Jake fumbled with the key card Chris had his hands roaming her body, his skilled calloused fingertips leaving tingly trails. He kissed her jaw, his arousal evident against her backside, and she shuddered out a breath as wetness pooled in her panties. Silently she was pleading with Jake to get the damn door open any faster. After what felt like an eternity the door unlocked and he ushered them inside. Jake wasted no time, eagerly pressing her body against Chris's, his rough kiss stealing her breath. Her eyes fluttered closed as she felt both mens lips against her skin and their erections pressing into her body. She felt positively drunk on them and they were still fully clothed. She let out a shaky breath. Once she felt Chris's fingertips lightly lifting the hem of her shirt gruffly he asked her permission,” Can we get this off of you, love?”

Jake growled,” Please sweetheart, let us see those gorgeous tits. I've been wanting to play with them for so long Y/N.”

She feels her panties sticking to her skin a bit more at his admission, trying to rock her hips into both of them while being trapped in between their bodies. She nods, face flushed. Chris wastes no time pulling her shirt over her head, leaving her in her lacy black and green bra. “Fuuuuuuck. I knew they’d be pretty.” Jake groans, gently stroking the pad of his thumb across one nipple over the material while his other hand dips under the other cup, gently massaging and kneading, familiarizing himself with the feeling of her soft skin. “She’s so god damn soft. Feel.” Jake takes one of Chris’s hands in his own, guiding it to the band of her bra. His rough fingertips trail across her skin until they come to the clasp on the bra.

“Can we take this off, honey?” Jake whispers. At her breathy ‘yes’, Chris’s skilled fingers easily unhook the clasp, letting the straps slide down her shoulders until the garment hits the floor. Her nipples harden even further once they meet the chilled air of the room. Jake’s jaw hangs open while he takes her in, committing the way she looks to memory. Then he pushes his lips against Chris’s just over y/n’s shoulder, sandwiching her even tighter between their heated bodies. He moans into Chris’s mouth while both their hands explore the flushed skin of her torso, her head swimming from their proximity and the show they’re putting on for her right now. She shivers underneath their palms, nipples pebbled and aching under their touch, while the sinful audio of their lips colliding echoes in her ear. She turns her head, whispering just loud enough for them to hear,” Come on, let's keep going. Both of you, take something off.”

Chris backs up, and Jake audibly whines,” Aht, you heard her Jakey… undress for the pretty girl.”

She licks her lips as she watches the both of them remove their shirts and pants, leaving the boxer briefs on, barely concealing their arousal. She smiles coyly as she spies matching patches of arousal dampening the fabric of their underwear.

Jake points, gesturing between the three of them,” Fairs fair isn't it honey, take your pants off and let us see your pretty panties.”

She slowly unbuttons and unzips her jeans, she can tell she is torturing the poor men, as they desperately palm at themselves as they watch her little strip tease.

“Please baby… let us see. We just want to worship that pretty pussy,’ Chris utters, voice strained.

Taking pity on them she hooks her fingers in her waistband and pulls both her jeans and underwear off, confidently bearing herself to the beautifully crafted men before her.

Jake roughly squeezes the tip of his cock through his underwear shakily proclaiming,” Fuck. She's so fucking beautiful. Please honey, come closer let me touch you.”

She relents, giving in to the desperation in his voice, she sidles up to where he sits on the bed. Jake leans forward kissing her lower stomach, making the ache bloom in her core. Her mouth hangs agape as he breathes deeply before placing another kiss this time on her mound. His eyes flutter,” You smell delectable. Can I sweetheart? Can I put your pretty clit in my mouth?”

Unable to deny him, she nods her head agreeing. Jake sticks his tongue out, eager to dive into her folds, and she yelps as he licks against her sensitive nub.

“Does she taste as good as she looks, Jakey?” Chris murmurs, sliding up behind Jake to kiss down the back of his neck and across his shoulders. His hands stroke down Jake��s spine before slowly making their way around his front to cup his covered cock, gently squeezing.

“Mmm, fuck yeah.” Jake groans into her folds, unwilling to disconnect his mouth from her for even a second. “Come find out.” His voice is deep and raspy, slightly panting. Chris wraps his fist in Jake’s hair, tugging him up to smash their lips together. It’s brutal, all teeth and tongues as their inhibitions completely melt away and they give in to the pure lust swirling through them. Chris lets out a groan when the taste of her arousal hits his tongue mixed with a hint of the liquor Jake had been sipping on plus something else that was inherently Jake and entirely intoxicating.

“Oh my god.” Y/n whines, disappointed at the loss of Jake’s mouth but unable to will herself to be truly upset when she’s watching the two guitarists devour each other that way, hands roaming each other’s bodies as well as hers.

“Go on, baby. Eat her pretty pussy.” Chris whispers against Jake’s lips, using his grip in Jake’s hair to push him back down towards her dripping heat. Jake hums happily, letting his tongue swirl over her clit before sucking it past his lips just for a second. Then his tongue trails down to her aching entrance before plunging deep inside, her back arching off the bed as a strangled moan rips from her chest. “That’s it. Good boy.” Chris growls before maneuvering so he can lap his tongue over her sensitive bud, letting his tongue brush against Jake’s making their heads spin. He’s licking and sucking over her clit while Jake’s tongue forcefully fucks into her opening over and over. Y/N has one hand tangled in each man’s hair, grounding herself while she takes in the overwhelming pleasure they’re showering her with. Her eyes clamp shut as she feels the knot in her stomach tightening, gasping out she cries,” Need more, please!”

Out of her view Jake grasps Chris's hand, pulling it towards her entrance. His mouth licks up to pleasure her clit in tandem with his band mates, gently Chris plunges his fingers into her sopping wet heat. His fingers slowly pump in and out, carefully stretching her out for what's to come. Once she relaxes enough around Chris's digits, Jake slides his pointer finger in. They work together, pumping and curling their fingers until she's ready to take another one of Jake's. Once both mens pointer and middle fingers are nestled deep inside her they work in harmony to bring her to orgasm. Between the curls of their fingers against her walls and their tongues swirling on either side of her clit the knot in her stomach snaps. With an obscene moan her vision whites and her legs shake, her pussy contracting around their fingers. They lick her to completion, gently guiding her down from her orgasm.

She huffs out a breath, leaning up on her elbows,” Fuck, you two are good at that.”

Both men grin at her, mouths wet and glistening with her cum.

Her chest still heaving,” I need one of you in me, right now, please.”

Chris is the first to remove his final layer, his cock bobbing red and angry in the cool air of their hotel room. Quickly he positions himself between her legs, running his swollen tip through the mess between her legs. Jake removes his underwear and nestles himself into her side, his hot wet mouth kissing and licking her breasts. She tilts her head back groaning as Jake's tongue flicks against her hardened nipple, while in sync, Chris taps his leaking tip against her puffy orgasm swollen clit. Her body jolts at each targeted tap of Chris’s tip against her still overly sensitive clit, making both men chuckle at her already fucked out state.

“You need it bad, huh love?” Chris breathes, tapping his head against her teasingly once more before lining himself up with her entrance.

“I need it so bad. Please.” She whines shamelessly. With that, he pushes his swollen tip into her, relishing in the gasp that leaves her lips at the feeling. He stills, attempting to let her adjust for a moment but only serving to make her needier.

“Will you fuck my mouth, Jakey? Need you inside me too, need to taste you.” She moans, one of her thighs hooking around Chris’s hip and her hand tugging at Jake’s hair. He leaves a little red bite mark between her breasts before lifting his head to meet her gaze.

“You want my cock in your mouth, honey? While Chris fucks your perfect little pussy? Who knew you were such a dirty girl?” Jake rasps out before crawling up the bed to straddle her chest. “This okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?” His cocky persona fades away for a moment, making sure she’s completely comfortable with everything he’s doing before he proceeds any further.

“Yes, fuck, please.” She grips his ass with both hands, trying to push him forward to her mouth.

“Okay, okay, Jesus.” He giggles, fisting his throbbing cock. He taps the leaking head against her extended tongue twice before guiding the tip past her lips with a shaky sigh. She hums softly around his tip sending vibrations through him. She looks up at him doe eyed while she swirls her tongue over his skin, savoring the taste of his arousal on her tongue. His eyes meet hers with a soft gasp.

“You feel so fucking good, love. Pretty pink pussy wrapped around my cock so tight. Does it feel good sweetheart?” Chris grunts as he’s finally fully buried inside of her, just barely rocking his hips into her to get her used to the feeling of him moving inside of her. Jake barks out a laugh that quickly dissipates into a moan,” Dude, she can't exactly answer right now.”

Chris chuckles as she removes her hand from Jake's hip giving him a thumbs up. He gently picks up his pace and his eyes roll back as she clenches around his length, squeezing him tight. He pants as he grabs at her hips, the plush flesh squeezing under his nimble fingers, his eyes settle on the sight in front of him, Jake's round ass. After a few stutters he synchronizes his trusts with Jake's, fucking into her together. In and out they plunged their throbbing cocks into the holes she offered. Acting on instinct Chris leaned over her body, his teeth biting quickly into Jake's butt cheek.

Jake tossed his hair over his shoulder, looking back at his friend,” Hey! What? Need something to do with your mouth?” He grasps onto Chris's shoulder pulling him into his body, their lips lock again, teeth clanking as they consume one another. Their tongues dance, and they moan, still able to taste her.

Jake grips y/n’s jaw gently as he starts thrusting his hips against her face with more force. His other hand threads into her hair, gently guiding her head up and down on his pulsing length. “Fuck, honey, I just knew you’d look so gorgeous with my cock in your throat. Shit, just like that.” Jake moans. Y/N is letting out near constant moans and whimpers muffled by Jake fucking into her throat, her eyes rolling back. Chris can feel her clenching tight around him more and more frequently.

“Gonna cum for us? C’mon beautiful, cum all over me.” Chris grits out through clenched teeth. He snakes his hand in between their sweaty, writhing bodies to press two calloused fingers to her clit, rubbing tight circles around it. The added stimulation sends her into her second orgasm, cumming hard, soaking Chris’s cock with her release. Jake slips himself out of her throat and turns his head to watch, giving her a minute to calm down.

Once her body relaxes Chris slows his pace, trying to gently guide her through the overstimulation and carry her into another high. “You came so pretty for us, love. Such a good girl.” He whispers, pushing deep into her but slowly, letting her feel every inch.” Jake, rub her clit for me. That's it, good boy, she's clenching around me.” Chris dips his head down, his hair covering his face, his eyes totally entranced in watching himself slip in and out of her while Jake rubs fast circles over her swollen clit. His ears ring with her moan,” Good girl sweetheart, cum for us love… need to feel it one more time on my cock, and then Jakey can have a turn.” She clenches, her whole body tensing as she meets her climax yet again. Chris slows to a stop and Jake removes his hand letting her fully calm down. Jake anchors his hand in her hair and pulls her up to meet his face, kissing her hungrily, he's been patient so far, but he's throbbing with need. Jake leans back up, maneuvering in between her thighs when his primal urges kick in. He leans over both of their legs, face hovering over Chris's cock absolutely soaked in her cum. Jake licks up from his base to his tip, tasting them together. He wraps his plush pink lips around his tip, gently swirling his tongue and bobbing his head, totally overwhelmed by the flood of flavors on his tongue.

Chris throws his head back onto the pillows, blonde locks splaying out behind him, and he wraps a fist loosely in Jake's mane encouraging him to keep going,” Jesus Christ Jake… fuck your pretty mouth is good at that.”

After a few more moments Chris chuffs and pulls him off of his cock,” Okay babe, enough of that, getting me a little too close.”

Jake gives him a drunken smile before returning his attention to Y/N.

“Hi sweetie, are you ready for me?”

He gently gathers some of her arousal on his fingers before fisting his cock, pumping himself slowly. She spread her legs wider and tilted her hips up while squeezing at her chest, wordlessly letting him know that she was ready. He canted his hips forward and pushed into her dripping wet heat.

His head tilts back, exposing his neck,” That's it love, fuck you feel incredible.”

He sinks into her fully, resting inside of her as he twitches.

“I feel that Jakey.”

“It's because your pussy feels too good Y/N, just give me a second baby.”

After a few more moments he gives her a soft thrust, enough for her to get used to his size. He presses his large palm flat against her stomach adding some gentle pressure. “That's a good girl. Feels so good wrapped around me honey.”

She lets out a loud moan, nails digging into Jake’s shoulder at the pleasurable stretch. “You know, I’ve imagined how you would feel hundreds of times over, but my imagination never could’ve compared to the reality.” Jake groans, punctuating his statement with a slightly rougher thrust. “Harder, Jake. Please.” She whines. Jake gets a mischievous glint in his eye and leans away from her body to hitch one of her thighs over his shoulder, gaining a deeper angle. He starts pulling out slowly and then pounding into her tight walls, abusing her g-spot and making her cries grow increasingly louder.

“Harder, yeah? That better, sweetheart?” He says with a smirk on his pretty pink lips, but his voice shakes slightly with exertion.

“Yes, Jesus Christ! I need more, please!” Y/N cries, rocking her hips up to meet Jake’s thrusts. Her eyes land on Chris, sat back on the bed watching everything unfold with his fist wrapped around his cock, stroking in rhythm with Jake slamming into Y/N.

“More?” Chris teases. “Pretty girl wants me to lick her sweet pussy while Jakey fucks it?” It’s rhetorical, proven by Chris’s form already sliding down the bed to maneuver his head into her lap, sucking her clit into his warm mouth, his tongue constantly tracing patterns around it and making her see stars. Jake speeds up his pace just slightly- the chorus of moans, whimpers, obscene wet sounds, skin smacking, and the headboard hitting the wall increasing in volume and tempo. “Yes, yes, yes, don’t stop!” Y/N sobs, one hand wrapped in Chris’s tangled mess of hair and the other clawing at Jake’s back.

“That’s it, dig your nails in baby. Let me know how good it feels. Cum on my cock sweetheart, cum all over it.” Jake grunts out between thrusts, feeling her walls tightening around him making his head spin. “You’re so fucking tight, honey. Jesus.” He moans, letting his eyes slip shut and his head fall back. Chris brings one hand between her legs to gather some of her arousal on his fingertips before reaching around to gently massage them over her back entrance. With that, her orgasm slams into her and her walls squeeze impossibly tight around him as she drenches him. Jake stills with his eyes clamped shut, willing himself not to cum just yet- he wants to feel her a little longer, he’s not ready to give her up yet and he knows Chris isn’t either. Quickly he pulls out of her, his cock pulsing on the edge of release. Jake steadily fills his lungs with oxygen and exhales, willing himself to calm down.Once he feels the burning in his stomach dissipate he motions to Chris,” Why don't you suck on him for a little bit, then you can come back to me.”

Y/N sits up in bed, pulling on Chris's hand dragging him within her reach. She kisses his stomach, trailing down to his hip bones, lightly nipping at the taut skin,”You're close aren't you?”

He breathes,” Wanna cum soon, wanna cum for you.”

Her nails dig into the skin of his hips,’ Yeah gonna be a good boy and cum? I want you both to cum on my chest together.”

“We can do that.”Chris responds eagerly, his hips subconsciously rocking towards her.

She grasps his length in one hand, and lets him enter the warm chasm of her mouth. She eagerly works him, her tongue teasing his length to swirl against his tip nudging into his slit to taste his precum. His hips buck at the overwhelming sensation, and he pulls out of her wet mouth. He fists himself slowly, just enough to keep him from toppling over the edge. Twisting her body to the right she connects her mouth with Jake's length, bobbing it down and burying her nose in his soft downy pubic hair. Her free hand comes up to toy with his tightening balls, Jake groans,” Yeah that's it baby, fuck. Mmhmm gonna give it to you, gonna cum all over those beautiful tits.”

A few more moments of her throat swallowing his length was all he could take, he ripped himself away and began hurriedly pumping himself to his finish.

Her eyes glaze over as she watches her beautiful friends bring themselves to their peaks. Chris breaks first with a groan, his hot cum splattering over her chest. Shortly after Jake reaches his bliss, his calloused hands flying over his length as he spurts his own cum onto her breasts. Once they come back down she makes eye contact with them, dragging her middle finger through the semen dripping down her sternum and rubbing it over each still pebbled nipple before gathering another drop and sucking it from her appendage like it was the finest dessert.

After picking his jaw up off the floor Jake maneuvers himself off the bed, padding into the bathroom. He locates the wash cloth and runs it under hot water before taking it back to Y/N. She goes to take it from his hand but he doesn't relent,” Just let me do it sweetheart, just let me take care of you.”

She accepts flopping back onto the mattress next to Chris. Gingerly Jake cleans her chest the best he can. Once done he carelessly drops the rag onto the floor, joining them in the cuddle puddle. After a few moments of silence Y/N speaks,” Ya know, I never thought I'd end up in bed between the two of you, but I'm certainly glad I did.”

Chris grasps her hand in his, twirling her rings around,” I think if we ever cross paths again like this, we should have a repeat.”

Jake chuckles, agreeing with his band mate before placing a soft kiss against her lips,” Just so you know, you're always welcome in my bed.”

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mikkimur-sims · 1 month

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Ciudad Enamorada Part 1 | Save File No CC

4 new buildings CC Free (units, penthouse, night club, lounge).

Love Hotel (5 untis), Laguna del Abrazo (lounge), Mirador del Amor (night club), Torres Amanecer (penthouse)

Thank you everyone who likes and reblogs 🤍

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citizenscreen · 2 months

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Eleanor Holm seated on the springboard of the pool at the El Mirador Hotel in Palm Springs, 1930s

#eleanor holm #old hollywood

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dk-thrive · 1 year

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I am lying on a hammock, on the terrace of my room at the Hotel Mirador, the diary open on my knees, the sun shining on the diary, and I have no desire to write. The sun, the leaves, the shade, the warmth, are so alive that they lull the senses, calm the imagination. This is perfection. There is no need to portray, to preserve. It is eternal, it overwhelms you, it is complete.

— Anais Nin, from her diary dated January 1936. "Incest: From a Journal of Love: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1932-1934". (Mariner Books; September 16, 1993) (via Make Believe Boutique)

#Anais Nin #hammock #sun #diary #journal #bliss #joy

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eopederson · 7 months

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Bienvenido al Mirador del Lago Titicaca, cerca de Juliana, Puno, 2017.

The semi-finished building is a hallmark of poorer countries. This restaurant was finished on the interior and offering diners a view of the high altitude lake. The economics of life in countries like Perú often makes construction a better investment than a savings account or currency, and thus over time one invests bits of money in materials and labor with an eventual goal of a larger and better building. There is no chance of loosing the money invested in bricks and mortar the way funds kept under a mattress or in a bank might be lost due to hyperinflation or a currency crash. The eventual plan was to add rooms and create a small hotel.

#restaurant #construction #landscape #puno #perú #2017 #photographers on tumblr

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imeternallylove · 1 year

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Lost in Aquamarine - S.Holmes

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Location: Alhambra of Granada, Spain. Bath of Somerset, England.

Warning: none

Word: approx 3,300

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You prayed your eyes were just playing tricks on you. That you'd blink multiple times and your splendid diamond ring would be back on your ring finger. That you hadn't misplaced it in the middle of Granada, because obviously you hadn't.

You groaned aloud, followed by a barrage of profanity. You frantically went searching through your rucksack, your blood dropping further and lower into your stomach as your fingers discovered only meaningless items.

"No, no, no! It can't be happening to me," you grumbled.

You were at the end of your voyage at Alhambra. It had been a full week since you took place, beginning with Nasrid Palaces and on to Moorish palaces, the Generalife, and the Catedral de Granada before arriving at Mirador de San Nicolás. Your flight home was the next day.

You closed your eyes as you imagined your fiancé, Joe, getting down on one knee and describing over the stunning ring. "It's a family heirloom, babe. It has been passed down through the family for generations. And it's now yours!" He'd said. For freaking hell sake's How were you going to go back to him and tell him you'd somehow misplaced his treasured family ring? His people would burst out screaming.

Joe had been confused at your decision to on the trip alone without him anyway. But you’d convinced him to let you go, saying it was a part of your bucket list, travelling in Europe by yourself.

Truthfully, you’d just wanted this last breath of freedom. In a few months, you were going to be married, and then Jack would be a part of every corner of your life. For some reason, you found yourself dreading the prospect. You felt guilty as hell for it, but you couldn’t help it.

Joe seemed perplexed by your decision to head on the trip without him. But you'd convinced him to let you go, claiming that travelling alone in Alhambra was on your bucket list.

To be honest, all you wanted was one final breath of freedom. You were getting married in a matter of weeks, and Joe would be in all facets of your life. You had been dreading this possibility for some reason. You felt terrible about it, yet you couldn't stop yourself.

You nearly said no when he proposed. It felt like it came too quickly. You weren't sure yet if you desired to spend the rest of your life with him. You hadn't planned for it and weren't prepared for such a drastic undergoing change. Because you weren't even sure if you loved him.

In light of your family, you'd only recently begun dating. His parents knew your parents, and the two of you were neighbours, as well as friends. But you'd never seen him in a romantic sense before. Until his mother told you one day that he adored you.

You accepted to go on a date with him since you were concerned about what your parents would think if you turned him down. Just a single date.

However, that one date turned into over a year and a half of a relationship. You assumed you'd break up at some point. But then he proposed in front of both of your families.

And you hadn't had the heart to say no to his puppy dog eyes and gorgeous ring he was propped up for you.

The ring, ah, the ring. You made yourself ponder. When was the last time you saw it? You wracked your brain, revisiting the last several days in your mind. Because as an elderly lady cooed at it, you'd undoubtedly had it on your finger in Palace Of Charles V. But you'd carefully placed it in your bag at the Royal Alhambra Palace, hadn't you? You'd gone swimming in the hotel pool and had taken it off to keep it safe.

That's all right. You swore once more.

"What, you don't like picturesque?" a voice from behind you whispered. “¿No te gusta este lugar, señora?”

You turned to see a man beaming at you. Sherlock, whatever Holmes? Your tour guide.

He had been your tour guide since you checked out of the hotel, so you'd been seeing him all the time for the previous two days. Everyone else on the trip with you loved him right away, and you could see why. He was young, humorous, and engaging to talk to, a big cry from the middle-aged men who had served as your guides in the past countries.

Sherlock was also, to put it lightly, talking to you. He walked around with his hair streaked dark brown and styled into a curly, brushing the base of his neck. It would have looked completely ludicrous on anyone else. But he made it work, and it enhanced his appeal.

Not that you hadn't observed a thing about his appearance, especially the way he had attractive eyes.

You frowned as you cleared your throat. “Picturesque?”

"We've arrived at the breathtaking square on a hilltop... At the very least, you could try to appear enthusiastic with happy so that I feel somewhat better about my job," he remarked, resting back on his heels and beaming again.

You became aware of the actuality of the oasis of tranquillity, with forests on the hilltop all around you. He was absolutely correct.

"It's not that," you replied flatly. "I-I've lost my ring." Sherlock raised an eyebrow at you. “What kind of ring?”

"It is my engagement ring. I had it on my finger until lately, and now I can't find it. It was meant to be in my bag. But it isn't," you said helplessly.

"Oh- Oh hell," Sherlock exclaimed. Then he squeezed his lips together, realising what he was saying, realizing his language.

"I'm sure your fiancé will understand..." He said. You made a shaky motion with your head, saying no. "It's a family heirloom. He'll be so upset," you whispered, biting your lower lip.

"Let me tell you something. When you return, thoroughly search your hotel room. If you don't mind missing the rest of the trip, I can arrange for a car to drive you right now," he said, massaging the back of his neck.

You slowly nodded. "But what happens if I don't find it?"

"Well, in that case, you should contact the company." And write an email with a detailed description of the ring. We'll have it mailed to you if somebody finds it."

You stroked your temples, attempting to take it easy. The one here of action did not feel appropriate. You despised being without any control over anything. How were you expected to just leave and either wait for the ring to be sent to you or never be located at all?

"It could be anyplace. I think it's in Generalife," you said, trying hard to keep your voice steady."I can't just back to Bath without it."

Sherlock let out a sigh. “Miss—”

"Y/N," you exclaimed.

“Hey, Y/N. Look, I'll cover the cost of the change in plans. All you need is a car and a driver to get you back to the hotel, right? So you can retrace the ring steps. It's only a few of hours away." He locked his gaze on you. "On the other hand it'll be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Who's to say someone hasn't already picked it up for themselves? Miss; firstly, I believe you should explain to your fiancé. He'll have to accept it."

You were well aware that you were sounding stupid like he trying to say. You knew there was no way you'd be able to find it someplace in here. But something inside you told you that you had to try.

Sherlock softened when he saw your expression then rise his phone. "All right, fine. I'm going to phone the corporation. We'll arrange for someone to drive you anywhere you need to go."

You sighed in relief. "Thank you."

You were sitting on a bench outside the museum, waiting for the car that was supposed to pick you up. This extra trip extension was going to cost you the entire next month's pay. But you didn't have a choice. It was either that or look at Joe's dejected expression and confront your shame.

You raised your head as Sherlock approached, phone in hand. "Our man is on his way. Are you positive about this?"

You simply nodded. "All I can do is hope for the best, Sherlock, right? Thank you for your time. You must return to the others. They're most likely waiting."

Sherlock cast a glance towards the museum. "Yeah, miss. Be careful."

You tried to smile. "I will."

When you returned to the hotel, you searched every room, from the bathroom to the bed to the dresser. The ring was nowhere to be found.

You went on to reschedule your travel back home, dreading having to explain to Joe why you made it home a few days late.

And then you packed up your luggage and headed down to the lobby, scanning to see where your driver had disappeared to.

Then you collected your belongings and made your way down to the lobby, checking the area for your driver.

"He was just here," you muttered quietly, craning your neck to see if you could spot him.

You were taken aback when you instead locked eyes with someone sporting a brown curly-streaked hair.

You locked your gaze on him as he approached. "What on earth are you doing in here?"

Sherlock grinned. "I've come to lend a hand a damsel in trouble." You lowered your head. "What exactly are you—" You began, but he cut you off.

"Look, your plan is insane. And you aren't going to able to find it on your own. You needed help. And, fortunately for you, I am exactly that."

You staring at him. "But why do you want to help me?"

He shook his head, shrugged. "I've always had a soft spot for those in need... It's a necessary portion of my line of work. Plus, it'll be a wonderful change from my mundane day-to-day professional existence!"

"I'll be fine alone," you protested. "Besides, don't you have to, like, work?"

"Oh, I talked with the company. This will be a part of it. In fact, I'll be paid extra," he replied, his eyes gleaming. "Just admit you need my help, miss."

You were too stunned to respond. That's why, not long after, you were seated in the car, Sherlock stepping into the driver's seat and banging the door locked.

You could hardly believe what was happening.

You couldn't believe what was going on.

Your tour guide? Your assistant? He smirked and took out a pair of garishly yellow-tinted sunglasses. He turned on the stereo, which was playing something slightly recognisable as British popular music.

"Bon voyage!"

A few hours later, you arrived in Generalife. The sun had started to set, casting an orange glow across the sky.

You felt Sherlock glance your way. “Do you want to start searching tomorrow? It’s getting late.”

“I guess,” you said. “Are we going back to the hotel I stayed at?”

He nodded, and the car soon came to a stop in front of the nearby hotel.

"We obviously couldn't book the room you stayed in, but we'll ask the staff to help us look for the ring tomorrow, if you don't mind."

Sherlock was in the room across from yours. You felt a sense of shame when you observed his gaze falling. He'd had to travel quite far. But he maintained that cheerful expression, assuring you that he'd be great after a full night's sleep.

You thought it was time to tell Joe as soon as you entered into your new room.

And, as you can imagine, your plans didn't go quite as planned. His heated voice on the other end of the phone made you cringe. "Don't be ridiculous, Y/N. And just head home. My family will get it about the ring."

"But I don't want this to be something I'm taunted about for the rest of our lives," you replied gently. "This is entirely my fault. And I'm working on it. So, contrary as that sounds, let me?"

Joe let out a sigh. "A week. If you haven't found it after a week, you're going home. I'm not keen about the ring. I only want you to be safe with me. I'm still confused as to why you went on this silly trip by yourself. You need my help, sweetie. Consider what happened because you were alone—"

You stopped him. "Well, I sorry. I promise to come back in a week."

You hurriedly hung up the phone, furious. Why did he have to be so condescending all the time? He seemed to believe you couldn't handle anything on your own.

Sure you’d lost the stupid ring. But now, you decided, you were going to make sure to find it to prove a point to him, to show him you weren’t as childish and irresponsible as he thought you were.

The next day, Sherlock was upbeat, seemingly unbothered by the long day ahead. Despite the fact that you stopped by places you'd already visited, you felt his passion reflect off on you somewhat.

However, thanks to the kind hotel workers, you ended yourself searching for your previous hotel room first. He joined by searching under the bed and in the cupboard. Staff members advised you that they had not discovered anything after cleaning it, since if they had, they would have contacted you immediately.

Then you searched the pool area, praying you would spot the glimmer of diamond, but to avail.

Then you checked the pool area, hoping to catch a glint of diamond, but to no avail.

"Hey, don't worry about it," Sherlock pointed out your depressed appearance. "We have the entire city to ourselves. Are your spirits high?"

You attempted to share a tiny smile. "Ok. Let's get started."

The first visit was the Hall Of The Abencerrajes, but there was nothing there but the same paintings you'd seen before. Of course, this time he was spewing a steady stream of information while also laughing about the view.

After that, you went to the gardens court and blessed your lucky stars that Sherlock kept his mouth shut and remained respectful during the tour. You checked the area as well as you could, but the ring was nowhere to be seen.

You went from one tourist attraction to the next, yet all of your efforts were in vain.However Sherlock remained positive for the rest of the day, talking incessantly and showing all sorts of stuff.

Finally, the sun began to set again, and your feet felt sore from all the walking. But, weirdly, you weren't exhausted.

That's how you ended up having dinner with Sherlock in a restaurant overlooking the waterway.

You breathed deeply, flipping your meal: Breua de Pollo, a crisp pastry bundle filled with pulled chicken infused with saffron and cinnamon, sweet raisins, and sprinkled with icing sugar. Your gaze was drawn to the lake. "Would you like to go to the Moorish palace tomorrow?" He was beaming. "That's chicken is too good, stop making that face, you need to eat."

You felt taken aback by what he was saying. "Moorish palace?"

"Wasn't that where we went before we came here? Might as well check to see if the ring is still there," he claimed.

"All right," you found yourself responding. Something in you was excited by the potential.

"We can just take the flight if you want," Sherlock remarked, his voice bursting with excitement. Huh. "We'll get there much quicker than if we take the train."

You reacted with a hum. "I can't believe I'm going on a second trip of Granada. What has become of my life?"

"Hey, do you know how many people would kill to be you right now?" Sherlock protested. "Plus, you've got the best tour guide in Spain with you. What's not to love about this situation?"

You laughed. "Well, I suppose I should make the most of this extra week off."

He smirked, his charming cheekbone lifting up, why is this man so perfect? That's a lot more like it."

You spent a fantastic evening with him, joking literally never-ending, telling him about your life and he told you about his.

"I never imagined myself as a tour guide," Sherlock stated while you were chewing. "I dreamed to be an artist. But life has a funny way of crushing dreams, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does," you admitted quietly. "Sometimes it seems as if life controls me instead of the other way around." He gave you a knowing look. "Why do I get a sense that you're engaged in your marriage?"

"I do like Joe." The breeze is blowing around, causing your hair a little messed up, but it is pushing you to express something further from your side. "I'm just not sure he's the one I want to get married to," you admitted delicately stunned by the words you were using. Hearing the inner notion that had afflicted you for months come out unnerved you.

"Was he upset about the ring?"

“No. He even told me he didn't care and that I should just head back. But I know him. If not now, he'll make fun of me for it at some point in my life. I'd rather just shove the ring back into his face so he never has whatsoever to defend himselft against me," you murmured as you fiddled with your serviette.

Sherlock gave you a surprised expression. “Whoa. Don't you think that was a little harsh?"

You adhere to your sights locked on his shade of blue crystal eyes, which are intent on your face as well. "He-he sometimes irritates me. It's as if he believes I'm incapable of handling anything on my own. He acts as if he needs to be with me all the time to 'guard' me. It can get really uncomfortable."

For a while, Sherlock stayed silent.

"Hell, I'm not sure why I'm telling you all of this," you said hesitantly. You were abruptly humiliated. For this insane scheme, he probably believed you were insane. You were likely making matters worse by shouting about your fiancé, with whom you were meant to be passionately in affection.

But he just smiled. "No, it's fine. It is essential to express yourself. But, if I were you, I'd confess how I feel to him. If you plan on spending the rest of your life with him..."

You let out a sigh. "Set it aside. How about you?" You asked. "Any other significant others? Not right now," Sherlock responded softly. "But I assure you, I have ladies lining up for me," he continued hastily, seeing your grin.

You furrowed your brow. "Oh? Even with that horrible curly?"

He screamed and clutched his chest. "I'm offended! If I may say so myself, it looks rather hot on me." You giggled. "I was kidding. Well, it does." you said normally,

"Does what?"

"Look sexy."

You didn't realise what you'd spoken for a split second. A bell went off in your head as Sherlock grinned wildly. You felt your cheeks heat and averted your gaze from him, embarrassed.

What the bloody hell was wrong with you?

You swallowed and coughed. "We— erm. We should going." For God's sake, evading his ocean eyes while uttering a point pervert is a terrible choice!

His smirk remained on his face till he said goodnight and entered his hotel room.

#sherlock holmes #sherlock bbc #bbc sherlock #sherlock x reader #sherlock imagine #bbc sherlock fanfic #bbc sherlock x you #bbc sherlock imagine #sherlock fluff #alhambra

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dougrobyngoold · 1 year

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History Tour - Cadiz, Spain

We spent today exploring the history of Cadiz. We started our day with a visit to the beautiful Monumento a la Constitucion de 1812 (pictured above).

The contrasting dark grey stone on the monument was stunning.

The House of the 5 Towers (Casa de las 5 Torres) - the city of Cadiz once had 160 of these mirador towers. They were built to allow merchants to watch over maritime traffic, they were enclosed to protect the owners from inclement weather and to allow them to be less noticed while they were using their spyglasses.

Hotel Casa de las Cuatro Torres, another example of the mirador towers of Cadiz.

Next stop, Museo de Cadiz. It cost 1.50 euros each for us to go in - it is free for EU citizens and residents. It was a lovely museum and a great chance to learn the history of Cadiz.

The city of Cadiz dates back to 1100 B.C. - it was a Phoenician trading center. The exhibits in the museum are amazing, well worth the visit. Above are a few of my favorites, the mosaic tile work was fantastic. The detailed work on the jewelry and pottery always impresses me. Lovely way to spend a morning and gain a little knowledge about Cadiz.

After the museum, we were hungry and decided to eat at Mina Plaza and Mina Five. We had a wonderful meal under the shade of one of the giant ficus trees on the plaza - I had paella and Doug had a pasta dish, both were delicious.

After lunch we wandered the streets of Cadiz - checking out the architecture and enjoying the wonderful temperatures:

Torre Tavira.

Cool adornment on a building.

Parish of St. Anthony of Padua.

Cadiz Cathedral.

Our walk back along the ocean front was spectacular!

The streets were nearly empty on our way back to the Airbnb, it was siesta time in Cadiz!

#cadiz #spain

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clivemwilliams · 1 year

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Spain 2023

5/7/23

Another warm day, albeit a bit cloudier than Tuesday, so decided we ought to explore the mountains for a bit. We did visit the beach of Vega, which is part of the dinosaur trail and saw some interesting Jurassic rock formations before having a coffee at a beachside cafe and then set off to explore the Picos De Europa national park. Our first stop was a viewpoint called Mirador del Fito which is over 1100 metres above sea level and would have afforded great views - were it not for the fact that it was completely surrounded by low cloud making any photos pointless! However we did enjoy the cows and their cow bells in the car park who were very entertaining!

After this disappointment we drove further into the mountains following the river Sella which is renowned for its canoeing. We stopped first of all for lunch at Arriondas where a lot of the canoes set off from and then on to Cangas de Onis which was a very attractive town with lots happening. After a quick tea and cake we moved onto Covadonga and in particular it’s basilica, which is a key place of worship for the people of this region. Next to it is a sacred cave where the remains of a ancient king Pelayo are buried. It’s all very impressive, in particular, its location high up the mountains.

On our way back to our hotel we decided to detour to the Mirador del Fito on the off chance that the clouds had lifted - and low and behold- they had, so we were able to see all the way down to our resort of Ribadesella and further along the coast. It was well worth it!

After quite a tiring day we kept in simple in the evening and went into town for some excellent tapas which we ordered in Spanish. In fact we are almost fluent now I reckon!!

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touriscar · 1 year

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Un viaje por el expreso del norte

¡Hey! ¿qué hay de nuevo Skylets?

El día de hoy decidí cambiarles el destino porque si no, no suelto a uno de mis destinos favoritos (Chiapas), entonces sigamos con Chihuahua…

Este fue el primer viaje largo que se llevó a cabo con mis compañeros de la universidad, no se me va a olvidar lo emocionante que fue, pues para ser honesta, si me daba mucho miedo ya que no soy una persona extrovertida y no estaba acostumbrada en lo más mínimo a salir con personas ajenas a mi familia por más de 1 día en donde implicaba quedarse a dormir con otros tres “extraños”, mis nervios estaban a full.

Llegó el día, empaqué hasta “lo que no”. Siento que la emoción que sentía en el camino para allá era aún bastante alta, pues no pude cerrar los ojos por más de 30 min en las casi 16 horas de trayecto, lo cual no debió haber sido bueno para mi reloj interno, además, el viaje se extendió principalmente por un elegante retraso de tres horas por el desfile del 20 de noviembre en Camargo.

Después de esa “odisea” llegamos al hotel a las 4 de la tarde, aprovechamos para descansar un poco y refrescarnos en la ducha. Ya con más energía nos dispusimos a salir al centro de Chihuahua en donde comimos hamburguesas con papitas, luego nos tomamos fotos en las letras gigantes que tienen el nombre de la ciudad, después entramos a un museo, continuamos subiendo a un mega estacionamiento que tenía un mirador y finalizamos con “Pascualita”, un maniquí súper realista.

Al día siguiente pudimos tomar el famosísimo tren “Chepe que partía a las 7 de la mañana, todos estábamos cansados pero encantados, pues es el único tren antiguo y de pasajeros en el país. Fue una experiencia que recomiendo bastante, sin problema me volvería a subir en él. Me sentía como si estuviera adentro de la película del “Expreso Polar”.

Llegamos a Creel a las dos de la tarde y escalamos un cerro, ahí mi cuerpecito me empezó a reclamar la falta de sueño y condición, aun así disfruté la incomparable vista al llegar a la cima. Bajando, en el centro pasamos al Museo Tarahumara de Arte Popular, el cual, te llena de cultura y la historia del lugar. Ese día no recuerdo a fondo los detalles de la noche, pero podría jurar que cenamos fuera y que fue algo riquísimo. ¿Qué cosa? Ni idea queridos Skylets, los dejaré con la duda.

Día 3, decidimos realizar un tour que incluyó: La Cueva de Doña Petra, una cascada Cusarare, el Lago Arareco, Valle de las Ranas, valle de los hongos, el Valle de los Monjes, la Misión Jesuita. Acabando nos dimos un mini paseo por la ciudad, subimos otro cerro que estaba igual de cool y nos generó bastante hambre, así que comimos en cuanto bajamos. Aquí, lectores, es donde entra la parte en la que mi empacada de más dio frutos pues me sentí horrible de la nada apenas ordenamos. Me dio demasiado calor, con muchas náuseas y todo era “de la patada”; le marqué a mi mamá para pedir ayuda, tomé algunas pastillitas que fueron de lo

“extra” en mi maleta y súbitamente, su autora volvió a la vida. Mi salud se recuperó a tal grado que me aventé a acompañar a los demás a una cafetería llamada “Kino’s” atendida por gente mayor que estaba llena de alegría y ganas de atender así que aunque no consumí café, me latió mucho la experiencia. También compramos tamales, pero totalmente distintos a los que comemos aquí en Querétaro, estaban bañados en frijoles o algo así, los probé poco pero valió la pena.

Al día siguiente nos fuimos a Barrancas del Cobre, entramos al Parque de Aventuras que se encuentra ahí, con bastante temor logré recorrer el Bosque Aéreo actividad tipo Canopy (le tengo miedo a las alturas) y me sentí bastante orgullosa de mí por haberme atrevido a hacerlo, eso me motivaría en el futuro a entrar a clases de rapel.

Tristemente ya después de eso tocó regresarnos a casa, lo destacable del camino de vuelta fue que comí lasaña. Es ¡Deliciosísima! Era apenas la segunda vez en mi vida que la comía. Es un viaje que nunca olvidaré.

Y bueno… con esto concluimos el relato del día de hoy, nos leemos luego queridos skylets.

Ciao, Arrivederci, Bon Voyage, etc.

Fotografías de autoría propia.

#tourism #travel #turismo #viajes #holiday #vacaciones #chihuahua #natural #naturaleza #cascada

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hotelbooking · 1 year

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#Hotel Mirador Arabeluj #HotelKDM #hotel #travel

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gracev0609 · 4 months

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Between the Two of You - Pt. 2

Jake X Chris X Reader

A @lipstickitty / gracev0609 collaboration.

WC: 4k+

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Slash, M/M, M/F, Threesome

A few of you asked for a part 2, and after seeing Mirador in person we couldn't get them out of our heads. Chris and Jake are an incredible team, it's safe to say we're cake lane❤️

Jake and Chris were sitting in one of their dressing rooms after another amazing Mirador set, basking in the afterglow of their performance when they heard both of their phones buzzing from the table. Their eyes met and their cheeks pinkened a little bit, knowing that it was Y/N texting their group chat. One of the upcoming shows was going to be nearby where she was staying and they’d decided to invite her out to a show, let her see them both perform now that they’ve got their stage presence perfected.

Jake giggled softly as he grabbed both of the devices, handing Chris’s off to him before sitting back down with his own in hand. “I’ll be there! But only if I get a backstage pass ;)”, both boys read her flirty reply, sending back their own words of encouragement and assuring her that they couldn’t wait to see her again. There had been plenty of flirty texts and pictures exchanged in that group chat over the weeks since the three of them had last been together and the anticipation was building up for each of them.

Their phones buzzed again and both men looked at the incoming message, it was a photo of her in bed in a short sexy nightgown with text reading,” Gotta get plenty of rest, I can't wait to see you boys tomorrow ❤️”

Jake feels his cheeks pinken,” She really is something else isn't she.”

Chris chuckles setting his phone down on the table top,” She sure is a spitfire. I'm sure that's how she can handle us both, isn't it babe.”

“Hey now! I have to go back out there and face thousands, I can't walk out with a situation in my pants.”

Chris smirks, grabbing his phone, walking over to the beverage cart,” Sure you could.”

⚔️⚔️

The following evening in yet another city they emerged from the stage to be met with their good friend Y/N waiting for them in the wings.

“Guys! That was incredible! Holy shit, call me Mirador’s number one fan oh my god!”

Chris embraces her first, giving her a tight hug and a soft kiss on the mouth,” So glad you liked it sweetie.”

Jake grasps her tightly kissing the side of her head,” I hope you're our number one fan, we're going back to your hotel room after this.”

Playfully she rolls her eyes, “such a flirt Jakey.”

As the evening progresses her and Chris watch the Greta set from the wings of Jake's side of the stage cheering loudly for their friend. About two hours later a sweaty exhilarated Jake emerges from the stage,” Give me 15 minutes to get cleaned up and then we're out of here.”

She giggles to Chris grabbing him by the hand following Jake to his dressing room. As soon as the dressing room door slams behind them Jake is kicking his boots off, throwing his sweaty jacket to the floor, unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants while he makes his way to the shower.

“Yeah baby, take it off!” Y/N giggles, crossing the room to playfully swat at his ass. Jake turns and gives Chris a pointed look before turning back towards the shower, as if to say, ‘Well? Are you coming?’

“You want to shower together, Jake?” Chris teases with a smirk.

“Saves water and time, does it not?” Jake gives a shit eating grin right back before stripping himself completely. He turns the faucet as hot as he can stand it and steps under the stream, letting the scalding water relax his body. “I’m waiting…” Jake sing-songs, faking a yawn while Chris and Y/N are busy ogling him.

With that Chris starts kicking his shoes off and throws his shirt off over his head, but Y/N’s hands stop his own on their way to his belt buckle. “Let me.” She whispers, kissing his jaw before sinking to her knees. She wastes no time undoing his belt and pants before yanking them down his thighs along with his boxers, letting him step out of them. Once he’s fully bare in front of her, she takes a moment to admire him in all his glory.

His hands gently cup her face, “You’re a fucking vision, sweetheart. Look at you, on your knees for us.” He grasps her hands and tugs her back up to crash their lips together roughly making her gasp. It doesn’t last long before she’s pulling back, giving Chris a slap on his ass to urge him into the shower with Jake. She claps her hands together once both men are in the shower, watching them leave little kisses and touches on each other’s skin as they got cleaned up.

“I’m going to the bathroom really quick, you boys be good.” She giggles, leaving them each with a quick kiss on their damp cheeks.

“You know we can’t promise that, love.” Chris chuckles, pressing his lips to Jake’s and pulling him closer, pressing their bodies together under the spray of the water. She practically sprints to the bathroom and back, taking care of business as fast as she possibly could, to get back to the two beautiful men waiting for her.

When she walks back into the dressing room, she instantly feels her panties get wetter, seeing Jake and Chris still pressed against each other, mouths devouring each other while their hips are grinding together. She hears them letting out little gasps and moans when their hardening lengths brush together. She can't help but oggle Chris's bare ass as it jiggles while he thrusts,” So we made it to the couch I see.”

Approaching them slowly her eyes hone in on their hardened cocks, lengths brushing against one another leaving little pearlescent puddles of precum on their thighs. Her breath catches in her throat when Chris's middle and ring finger swipe through Jake's mess and bring them to his lips silently asking him to suck.

“That's my good boy.”

Her thighs clench, desperately trying to relieve the ache,” God you two are so hot.”

Chris grasps,” How does it taste? Tell me, my slutty little boy, I wanna hear all about it.”

In between kisses to Chris's glistening fingers Jake replies,” It's so good Chris, you're gonna love it. Try it baby.”

Chris goes to move his hand and Jake stops him, taking his own fingers and scooping up the new puddle of precum before presenting them to Chris to suck.

“You were right… fucking delicious.”

Her voice shakes as she speaks up,” Can we go to the hotel now? I'm so fucking horny.”

Both men nod reluctantly and begin to get dressed. Once presentable they begin walking down the hallways of the venue, Chris and Jake on either side of her. They pass Josh with his bags slung over his shoulder ready to leave the venue as well, his laugh echoing off the cement hallway,” Have fun!”

She turns to face him shooting finger guns making him laugh harder,” Be careful now!”

Firing back,” It's not my first rodeo Josh!”

Sending her a wink he teases,” Go easy on ‘em babe, I'm gonna need ‘em back for the rest of the shows!”

Throwing her head back she cackles before speeding up to catch back up with her friends.

On the way back to the hotel, everyone is talking and laughing, talking about that night’s show as well as anything else that comes to mind. Y/N can’t keep her eyes off of Jake and Chris no matter how hard she tries. Josh, of course, takes notice and blows her a kiss with a wink. She quickly turns her head, trying to hide her blush and Josh just smirks at her.

Once the bus is parked everyone piles out, no one seeming to be able to climb off the bus fast enough.

“Have fun! Be careful!” Josh giggles as Chris, Y/N and Jake jog past him towards the building. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” His voice raises just enough to make sure he’s heard over all the chatter. Jake flips him off over his shoulder, not even bothering to turn around and face him, before taking Chris and Y/N’s hands, impatiently leading them to the elevator. They’re the first ones to reach the elevator thanks to Jake’s rushing, and as soon as the three of them have stepped inside, Jake pushes the ‘close door’ button, giving everyone else a cheeky wave.

“You fucker!” Josh shouts as the doors close, laughing breathlessly, having sprinted trying to catch up with his twin.

“Sorry, Joshy!” Y/N giggles. “Gotta catch the next one!”

“Don’t wait up!” Jake yells over the elevator noise as they start the climb up to their floor.

Chris’s hands start roaming Jake’s body outside the hotel room door, making Jake’s search for the room key infinitely more challenging. “Where the fuck is your key?” Chris groans between kisses over Jake’s neck.

“Pockets…” Jake whines, unable to think clearly with the arousal clouding his brain. Chris sneaks both of his hands into the back pockets of Jake’s jeans, giving his ass cheeks a firm squeeze before removing his hands from Jake’s pockets, key in hand.

As soon as the door swings open, the three of them rush inside and Y/N slams the door shut behind them. “Strip and lay down on the bed, pretty baby.” Chris instructs Jake, palming him over the fabric of his jeans. Jake hurriedly obeys, shedding every layer of clothing until he’s fully exposed, knees bent and legs spread apart on the bed where he waits for them.

Chris gets to work slowly undressing Y/N and himself, putting on a little show for his bandmate. He presses gentle kisses all over her neck and chest before sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. She moans softly, turning into a little hiss when she feels his teeth graze her sensitive skin. Then he pulls back and takes her hand, leading her over to the bed.

Jake is a sight to see, face flushed, eyes almost black with lust. “You look so beautiful all spread out like this, Jakey. Gonna let me have another taste? I can’t get enough of you.” Chris groans, kneeling on the bed next to Jake and taking his throbbing length in his hand. He nods enthusiastically and Chris wastes no time trailing his tongue up the underside of Jake’s cock, swirling it around his tip before taking it between his lips, loving the feel and weight of it resting on his tongue.

Chris pulls back for a second, “Kiss him, will you, love?” directed at Y/N before swallowing Jake back down. She captures Jake’s lips with her own, his moans and whimpers being muffled into her mouth. When he has to pull away for air, he buries his face in the crook of her neck, trailing little kisses and nips all over while Chris spoils him with his mouth. He pulls back on him, his tongue swirling around his tip, gently working against his leaking slit. Jake cries into her neck as pleasure floods his brain and he feels himself getting closer,”I could cum from this, kinda wanna.”

She kisses Jake's forehead softly cooing,” Kinda want to? Can you cum twice for us Jakey? We have plenty more to do tonight.”

He gulps harshly, his face still hidden in her neck,” Yeah, I can. I can cum twice for you.”

Chris plants kisses up Jake's heated skin, his overly hard cock pulsing,” Go ahead, let go for me.”

He reattaches his lips to Jake's pink swollen tip, sucking hard.

“Fuck!”

Jake's back arches off the mattress and the knot in his stomach snaps and he's releasing into his band mates mouth. He leans up, mouth still full. Y/N quickly switches positions with him, grabbing Jake's still hard cock lining it up with her entrance before sinking down on him. She smirks as Jake gasps, and she pulls Chris close opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. Chris grants her her request and spits some of Jake's load into her mouth before swallowing his half. Tangling her hands into Chris's blonde locks she pulls his face to hers kissing him harshly. He kisses down her body, before flicking his tongue across her hard sensitive nipples making her clench around Jake making him cry out.

Jake trashes his head against the pillow,” Feels so fuckin good, god I love being buried in your perfect pussy.”

She smiles as he twitches uncontrollably within her,” Calm down baby.’

Jake bites his lip whining as she continues to clench around him gasping out,” I can't, feels so good- too much”

Chris lays his palm flat on Jake's chest rubbing soothing circles on his skin attempting to ground Jake,” Just breathe honey, you're doing so well. Just calm down Jake, just feel her.”

“Breathe, baby. Deep breaths, you’re okay, we have you. Just let yourself feel it, feel me wrapped around you, feel Chris’s hands on your body.” She soothes, just warming his cock for a minute, letting him pull himself together. Both of Chris’s hands are still on Jake, one resting on his chest feeling his heartbeat try to go back to normal, the other gently brushing his brown locks off of his sweaty forehead and cheeks.

Finally, they feel the tension melt away from Jake’s body. His thighs unclench, his eyes flutter open from where he’d had them squeezed shut. He nuzzles his head into Chris’s soothing touch, much like a cat would lean into a pet from its owner. “There he is, that’s my good boy.” Chris whispers, leaning down to give him a kiss before motioning to Y/N to keep moving.

“Fuck, she’s so tight and warm.” Jake groans, his fingers pressing into her hips while she bounces on his cock. He meets Chris’s gaze, big brown eyes pleading, “Let me touch you? Please?” He lets one hand wander to his bandmate’s chest, dull nails clawing at his skin, just wanting to feel him.

Chris cups Jake’s face in his hands, “What do you want, baby? Use your words.”

“I want you in my mouth.” He sighs out dreamily.

“That’s not how you ask for what you want, Jakey.” Chris gives him a warning glance.

“I want- I need you in my mouth. Please, sir.” He pleads, moans and whimpers leaving his lips when Y/N stops bouncing on him and starts grinding her hips into his instead.

“Good boy. How do you want me, sweet boy?”

Jake pats his chest, making grabby hands towards Chris. “C’mere?” He pouts, puppy dog eyes making an appearance yet again. Chris straddles his chest, lovingly stroking his thumbs over Jake’s cheeks. He takes his own cock in his hand, bringing the tip to Jake’s lips and letting him swirl his tongue around. Jake groans at the taste of Chris’s arousal on his tongue, savoring it while he wraps his lips around his tip and starts to gently suck.

“He’s so big, fuck. I’m so full, he feels incredible.” She moans, resting her head against Chris’s back while he slowly fucks in and out of Jake’s warm mouth.

“Yeah? Let me hear it, sweetheart. Tell me.” Chris grunts, chest starting to heave a little with exertion.

“Feels so fucking good, oh my god.” She whines, eyes squeezing shut. “I’m getting so close, please make me cum!” She begs, desperately trying to keep her rhythm on Jake’s pulsing cock. He can feel her walls clenching around him, every little noise he makes sending delicious vibrations through Chris’s body making him shudder.

Chris knows his words of encouragement will only bring her closer to the edge, “You gonna cum for us, love? C’mon, let us have it. You look like such an angel bouncing on his pretty cock.”

Jake lets out a pathetic sounding whimper around Chris’s length. “You wanna be told you’re pretty too, Jakey? You are. You look so beautiful taking me like this. Like it’s all you’re good for.”

As she falls apart around him Jake's whimpers increase in volume until he quickly pulls off him, “Stop stop! Fuck I can't - I'm too close.”

She immediately stills, slumping forward into Chris's back as she lets Jake calm down again. Pressing small gentle kisses to his back as she fully comes back down. Following Chris's lead she climbs off of Jake and into his lap. Her lips trailing up his chest, up his neck stopping right below his ear,” I need you to rail me into the mattress, think you can do that?”

He gasps as she sinks her teeth into the sensitive skin under his ear. His eyes darken with lust, manhandling her from her position on his lap to being on all fours. His large palm connects with her back in between her shoulder blades pushing her down to press against the mattress,”This okay baby? This what you wanted?”

She feels herself get even wetter as he glides his swollen head through her slick, a breathy yes falls from her lips. He takes that as a go ahead and pushes into her fully in one harsh thrust, setting a punishing pace. Her mind blanks as he hits every single sweet spot inside her, gasps and whines are the only things leaving her lips. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels him fully abusing her insides, the coil quickly tightening within her stomach. His hips smack against her skin harshly as he keeps her pinned against the bed, moans flowing freely from her mouth. Her brain explodes in mind numbing pleasure, she can't even tell him she's cumming.

His voice rasps low,” Fuck! Yeah that's it baby, good girl, fuckin squirt all over my cock.”

His hips slow slightly as she melts into the mattress dazed from the powerful orgasm she just had. Chris's large calloused hands massage the muscles in her back easing her back to him,” Did that feel good honey? Came so pretty for me, you're so beautiful.”

He keeps his thrusts steady gently easing her closer to her next orgasm,” Ya think you can give me another one sweetheart? I think you can.”

Jake slides in next to her, roughly kissing her lips, his tongue hungrily invading her mouth as his hand snakes down to rub against her clit. Instantly she clenches around Chris's length making him moan out into the otherwise quiet hotel room.

Jake coos,” D’ya think you can use your pretty mouth on me again? We can fill you up from both ends.”

Her eyes find his, soft and innocent looking even though he knows she's far from pure. He kneels in front of her fisting his cock in his hand, tracing his messy tip against her pouty lips like a sinful lipstick. He pets her hair back away from her face, sighing out a breath,” Go easy on me now, honey.”

She opens her mouth allowing him inside, softly swirling her tongue around him before taking him all the way down, her nose buried in the patch of pubic hair at his base. Jake's head dips back as he groans,” Fuuuuck honey, that's not going easy.”

Chris picks up his pace thrusting harshly into her, moving her further down Jake's cock, causing her to suppress a gag,” Ah ah, c’mon sweetheart, be a good girl and give him a chance.”

She eases off Jake's length as her friends cock punishes her cervix, the painful pleasure spreading throughout her body leaving her as nothing but a place for Jake to warm his cock. Jake squeezes his eyes shut tight, using the few seconds reprieve from the overwhelming pleasure to collect himself once again. One of his hands continues rubbing tight circles around her swollen clit, the other holds her hair back off her face for her while Chris pounds into her from behind.

“I can feel you clenching, sweetheart. Such a good girl, one more for me, yeah?” Chris grunts, hips stuttering slightly in their rhythm as he gets closer to coming undone. All at once, it’s too much- Chris brutally thrusting his hips into her, Jake’s skilled fingers on her overly sensitive clit, and the downright sinful noises coming from the three of them. She can hear and feel Chris’s hips hitting the backs of her thighs, the wet sounds coming from between her legs that she might be embarrassed by under any other circumstance, and the delicious moans spilling from both their lips.

“Oh fuck, I’m-“ is all she can manage before her orgasm rips through her once more, gushing all over Chris’s length for the second time that evening. Jake pulls himself from her mouth with a whimper, smoothing her hair back while she catches her breath.

“You did so well for us, baby.” Chris soothes once he’s also pulled out of her, pressing kisses to her heated skin anywhere that his mouth could reach.

“Mmm. ‘M tired.” She groans, rolling to her back and making herself comfy on the ruined sheets.

Both men gently kiss her lips, “Just lay back honey, we’ll put on a show just for you, alright?” Jake says sweetly, rising from the bed and gesturing to the chair in the corner of the room. Chris catches his eye and winks, crossing the room to settle into the chair, both arms on the armrests. He crooks a finger at Jake, beckoning him closer.

Slowly, Jake struts over to him, Y/N admiring his bare ass as he goes.

Once Jake comes to a stop in front of the chair, Chris’s arms wrap around his waist and pull him down to straddle his lap, chest to chest. “Hi.” Jake giggles, arms winding around Chris’s neck as he crashes their lips together. Chris uses his grip on Jake’s hips to pull him down, grinding their cocks together with a breathy moan. Jake pulls back from his lips and whines, “don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop, please I’m so close.”

“Shut up, I’m not stopping. C’mere.” Chris kisses him again, swallowing down every little noise his bandmate makes. He finds a rhythm, strong arms pushing and pulling Jake’s hips against his own while he also bucks up into Jake for extra friction. It’s messy, both of them leaving little pools of precum in each other’s laps, making their cocks glide together smoothly. Chris scoops up a little of their mess on his first two fingers, savoring the taste of them together on his tongue.

They’re both so worked up it doesn’t take either of them long, the feeling of their cocks twitching only spurring them on more as they pant into each other’s mouths. Jake bites down hard on Chris’s bottom lip, a little drop of blood hitting his tongue and then he’s reaching a hand between both of their bodies, wrapping his fist loosely around both of them.

“I wanna be the one to make you cum this time.” He presses their foreheads together, whole body shaking, the only sounds leaving their lips being raspy moans and broken curses.

Jake lets go first, his hot release spilling over his fingers and both of their stomachs. Watching and feeling Jake fall apart has Chris ready to fall over the edge. Jake swipes up his own mess from their laps and uses it as extra lubricant for his hand to glide over Chris’s pulsing cock.

Chris groans, “yeah, that’s so good baby.” He shudders, eyes rolling back and a groan ripping from deep in his chest as he covers them both in his cum, only adding to the sticky mess accumulated between them.

“Fuck…” Jake breathes out, body still shaking as his chest heaves. Chris is in a similar state, hands gently stroking over Jake’s back as they both come down from their intense highs. Barely even conscious, the two men make their way back over to the bed before flopping down onto it, bodies nearly limp.

Chris lays on his back, his hand resting on his stomach. “Fuck, I’m all… sticky.” He grumbles, but makes no effort to get up.

“Yeah. Me too.” Jake yawns, nuzzling his face into Chris’s neck.

“Useless. You’re both useless.” Y/N playfully huffs, retrieving a warm wet washcloth from the bathroom to gently clean them both up.

“You’re a lifesaver, honey.” Jake giggles once they’re no longer covered in their sticky mess.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re lucky I love you both.” She teases, leaving soft kisses on both their foreheads before curling up on the bed with her best friends. It’s silent for a few minutes and she assumes the boys are falling fast asleep, then Jake mumbles, “yep, I was right.”

Chris and Y/N both giggle. “Oh yeah, Jakey? About what?” Y/N laughs, limbs tangled with her two favorite boys.

“This was just as much fun the second time around.”

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