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kinkfestTitle: The Midnight Hour
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deecherrywolf
Warnings: threesome.
Word count: 1547
Summary: Break stumbles upon a sight, and wants to join in.
Prompt: Pandora Hearts, Oz/Break/Gil: Sandwich sexual position or chain fuck (threesome) – He still doesn't think they're “friends,” but sex, well, that's a lot less complicated
Author's Note: I'm really, really sorry if this isn't what the OP wanted and I'm sorry for the OOC. This is my first time writing PH other than one small oneshot ages ago. I hope to do better with tomorrow's prompt.
It was always around midnight that these things would happen... not every night. No, that would become too suspicious. It was a random occurrence that happened at least once a month, surely more than that... but at least once a month is when Xerxes Break would catch the little sordid act occurring.
In the beginning he had thought about barging in on the two of them... getting them embarrassed, especially Gil, was a favorite past time of his... but something had stopped him from the get go. Perhaps it was the fact that the fornication of the two of them had been so intimate that he had felt awkward himself or it was just too gross... he was unsure. But it became somewhat of an addiction to watch. Like a train wreck. It was something that you didn't want to watch, really, but you couldn't look away.
It had surprised him when he took note of how the two of them weren't in strict top or bottom roles. The first night he had ever seen them having sex, Oz was on bottom. His hips high in the air, waist bent, and fists clutching the sheets... green eyes hooded and sweat beading down his temple while Gil's own hands clutched desperately at those narrow hips and slammed against them with his own hips.
But then after a couple of other times, Break caught Oz on top of Gil. Gil's legs were wrapped around Oz's middle... the shorter man clutching Gil's thighs, holding them up and apart as he thrust between those legs while Gil rapidly stroked his erection. The sight of Gil's flushed face.... the salacious expression and the just the way he submitted himself to Oz... was something that struck a chord in Break.
And the more he watched them, the more he wanted to join in.
–
It was a rainy night when Break decided to disturb them. He heard the familiar sounds of Gil's footsteps walking toward the “vacant” room... the room the two of them had been meeting up in to do their dirty deeds. As soon as he heard the door shut, he got out of bed making his way toward the room. He paused as he heard wet kisses and the rustling of clothes. And then things grew hot and heavy. The squeaking of the bed and the grunts of both participants. It wasn't until he heard Oz faintly say 'deeper', did he know he definitely wanted in now.
He slowly opened the door, watching them for a moment. Oz's legs were propped up on Gil's shoulders as the taller of the two pressed in and out of the opening. He grinned wickedly as he cautiously strolled over to the two of them, delighted in the fact that they were oblivious to him.
They were in their own little world, how cute of them.
He ghosted a hand up Gil's back, feeling the dark haired man grow rigid, freezing in his love play with his master. Oz, feeling Gil stiffen, got the wrong idea. He laughed. “You're coming already?”
Gil flushed, glaring down at Oz sheepishly. “No! Someone is in the room.”
They both looked behind them. Break waved at them. It was quite amusing watching their faces slowly lose their color. Gil's did so faster than Oz's face, but Oz recovered quicker and frowned at him. Break noticed the two were about to pull away from each other.
“There is no need to stop what you're doing because of me.”
Gil's eyes narrowed. “That's a perfectly good reason to stop.”
Break sighed. “You're no fun. Besides, the more the merrier.”
“Or more like two's a company, three's a crowd.”
Oz sighed, their bickering made his head hurt. Break glanced at Oz, a frown on his face. It was true he wasn't fond of the young man. He was a weird one, that much was true and he wasn't sure if he enjoyed the idea of having Oz included in the action. After all, the main reason he wanted to do this was to torture Gilbert, who was so easily provoked.
“Gil.”
Break lifted his head, glancing curiously at Oz, who had a mischievous look on his face. Gil glanced at him, a rosy blush still on his face. Oz lazily laid back. “Just ignore Break.”
“Oz!”
Oz raised an eyebrow. “Are you disobeying your master's orders?”
Gil's flush turned scarlet. “It's not like that...”
“Well? Come on then.”
Gil sucked in a breath as one of Oz's hands wrapped around his half hard cock, rubbing it sensuously. Blood pumping back down in the shaft and Gil felt his eyes cross... and soon, it was as if Break had never disturbed them. Break chuckled. It was too good... too perfect. Watching Gil pump in and out of Oz. Break grinned wickedly as he lowered himself to Gil's bottom.
Gil's eyes widened as he felt something hot and wet rubbing along his opening. He glanced behind him to find Break glancing up at him, a weird look in that red eye. He shuddered as that tongue moved viciously along his hole, taking to small stabbing motions and then rolling over the edges. Break reached down and massaged the balls that were smacking against Oz's skin. Gil yelped, bucking harshly into Oz. Oz groaned in ecstacy, his legs arching lightly.
Break licked his lips as he moved away from Gil's bum. Gil had paused, feeling Oz squirm against him, but he was more worried at what Break was doing. When the other made his presence known again by rolling slick fingers over his opening he gasped. His golden eyes dropped down to Oz's green. Those eyes sparkled deviantly, a small smirk on his lips. His brow furrowed. What could Oz be thinking? Surely he wasn't encouraging Break.
Break also noticed this and sneered, fingers probing into Gil's opening. Gil's flush darkened again as he snapped his head back, tossing Break a glare all while Oz prompted him to continue his business. Break stuck another finger in, probing around gently... feeling Gil quiver against his fingers deliciously. He added another finger, flexing it gently... it was much tighter now and Gil was pretty much doing all the thrusting and stretching as he fucked Oz.
Break quickly released his fingers and Gil gasped in a deep breath, shuddering at the sudden loss and thrust into Oz harshly. Oz mewled in pleasure, toes curling as he did. That wicked glint in his eyes gleaming brighter at the harsh thrust. Break quickly took off his trousers, pouring more lubrication on his erection and placed it at Gil's entrance, taking the man's hip in one hand and steadying his cock with the other... slowly sliding it in. Gil yelped, throwing his head back, as Break shoved himself inside of Gil.
Gil panted. The feeling of Oz's tightness around him and the fullness in his ass was almost too much. If he moved, he could very well explode this minute. Break slowly began thrusting out of Gil, pulling the man with him, helping him move in and out of Oz. Break silently glanced down at the two of them. It was no surprise the two of them had been doing these things. The devotion Gil gave Oz was so close to being something called love while Oz also showed deep adoration for his servant... but where did that put him? The unwanted participant in this sex game?
Of course in a sense they were all friends. But friendship was something Break could careless about. If he had friends, they wouldn't be some creepy kid nor would they be a useless servant. Friendship, in his eyes, was a complicated thing. Feelings came with friendship, just like with love. It only caused confusion in situations like these... situations where it should be enjoyable but can be royally fucked by feelings.
Gil let out a feral growl, pounding into Oz, arching his back up against Break's skin. The constricted movements around Break's arousal could only mean Gil was climaxing. Go figure, useless goes first. He chuckled, hearing Oz also succumb to the ecstasy. So much for a sex game. These two were amateurs at best. Obviously only use to their own love play and never really participating in something really enjoyable. He pulled out regrettably, frowning down at the two of them as they lay panting together. He sighed.
He'd just have to go find someone who could actually keep up with him.
“I wonder if the young lady is awake.”
(THE END)
A/N:Once again, I apologize if this isn't exactly up to OP's taste~
Author:
deecherrywolfWarnings: threesome.
Word count: 1547
Summary: Break stumbles upon a sight, and wants to join in.
Prompt: Pandora Hearts, Oz/Break/Gil: Sandwich sexual position or chain fuck (threesome) – He still doesn't think they're “friends,” but sex, well, that's a lot less complicated
Author's Note: I'm really, really sorry if this isn't what the OP wanted and I'm sorry for the OOC. This is my first time writing PH other than one small oneshot ages ago. I hope to do better with tomorrow's prompt.
It was always around midnight that these things would happen... not every night. No, that would become too suspicious. It was a random occurrence that happened at least once a month, surely more than that... but at least once a month is when Xerxes Break would catch the little sordid act occurring.
In the beginning he had thought about barging in on the two of them... getting them embarrassed, especially Gil, was a favorite past time of his... but something had stopped him from the get go. Perhaps it was the fact that the fornication of the two of them had been so intimate that he had felt awkward himself or it was just too gross... he was unsure. But it became somewhat of an addiction to watch. Like a train wreck. It was something that you didn't want to watch, really, but you couldn't look away.
It had surprised him when he took note of how the two of them weren't in strict top or bottom roles. The first night he had ever seen them having sex, Oz was on bottom. His hips high in the air, waist bent, and fists clutching the sheets... green eyes hooded and sweat beading down his temple while Gil's own hands clutched desperately at those narrow hips and slammed against them with his own hips.
But then after a couple of other times, Break caught Oz on top of Gil. Gil's legs were wrapped around Oz's middle... the shorter man clutching Gil's thighs, holding them up and apart as he thrust between those legs while Gil rapidly stroked his erection. The sight of Gil's flushed face.... the salacious expression and the just the way he submitted himself to Oz... was something that struck a chord in Break.
And the more he watched them, the more he wanted to join in.
–
It was a rainy night when Break decided to disturb them. He heard the familiar sounds of Gil's footsteps walking toward the “vacant” room... the room the two of them had been meeting up in to do their dirty deeds. As soon as he heard the door shut, he got out of bed making his way toward the room. He paused as he heard wet kisses and the rustling of clothes. And then things grew hot and heavy. The squeaking of the bed and the grunts of both participants. It wasn't until he heard Oz faintly say 'deeper', did he know he definitely wanted in now.
He slowly opened the door, watching them for a moment. Oz's legs were propped up on Gil's shoulders as the taller of the two pressed in and out of the opening. He grinned wickedly as he cautiously strolled over to the two of them, delighted in the fact that they were oblivious to him.
They were in their own little world, how cute of them.
He ghosted a hand up Gil's back, feeling the dark haired man grow rigid, freezing in his love play with his master. Oz, feeling Gil stiffen, got the wrong idea. He laughed. “You're coming already?”
Gil flushed, glaring down at Oz sheepishly. “No! Someone is in the room.”
They both looked behind them. Break waved at them. It was quite amusing watching their faces slowly lose their color. Gil's did so faster than Oz's face, but Oz recovered quicker and frowned at him. Break noticed the two were about to pull away from each other.
“There is no need to stop what you're doing because of me.”
Gil's eyes narrowed. “That's a perfectly good reason to stop.”
Break sighed. “You're no fun. Besides, the more the merrier.”
“Or more like two's a company, three's a crowd.”
Oz sighed, their bickering made his head hurt. Break glanced at Oz, a frown on his face. It was true he wasn't fond of the young man. He was a weird one, that much was true and he wasn't sure if he enjoyed the idea of having Oz included in the action. After all, the main reason he wanted to do this was to torture Gilbert, who was so easily provoked.
“Gil.”
Break lifted his head, glancing curiously at Oz, who had a mischievous look on his face. Gil glanced at him, a rosy blush still on his face. Oz lazily laid back. “Just ignore Break.”
“Oz!”
Oz raised an eyebrow. “Are you disobeying your master's orders?”
Gil's flush turned scarlet. “It's not like that...”
“Well? Come on then.”
Gil sucked in a breath as one of Oz's hands wrapped around his half hard cock, rubbing it sensuously. Blood pumping back down in the shaft and Gil felt his eyes cross... and soon, it was as if Break had never disturbed them. Break chuckled. It was too good... too perfect. Watching Gil pump in and out of Oz. Break grinned wickedly as he lowered himself to Gil's bottom.
Gil's eyes widened as he felt something hot and wet rubbing along his opening. He glanced behind him to find Break glancing up at him, a weird look in that red eye. He shuddered as that tongue moved viciously along his hole, taking to small stabbing motions and then rolling over the edges. Break reached down and massaged the balls that were smacking against Oz's skin. Gil yelped, bucking harshly into Oz. Oz groaned in ecstacy, his legs arching lightly.
Break licked his lips as he moved away from Gil's bum. Gil had paused, feeling Oz squirm against him, but he was more worried at what Break was doing. When the other made his presence known again by rolling slick fingers over his opening he gasped. His golden eyes dropped down to Oz's green. Those eyes sparkled deviantly, a small smirk on his lips. His brow furrowed. What could Oz be thinking? Surely he wasn't encouraging Break.
Break also noticed this and sneered, fingers probing into Gil's opening. Gil's flush darkened again as he snapped his head back, tossing Break a glare all while Oz prompted him to continue his business. Break stuck another finger in, probing around gently... feeling Gil quiver against his fingers deliciously. He added another finger, flexing it gently... it was much tighter now and Gil was pretty much doing all the thrusting and stretching as he fucked Oz.
Break quickly released his fingers and Gil gasped in a deep breath, shuddering at the sudden loss and thrust into Oz harshly. Oz mewled in pleasure, toes curling as he did. That wicked glint in his eyes gleaming brighter at the harsh thrust. Break quickly took off his trousers, pouring more lubrication on his erection and placed it at Gil's entrance, taking the man's hip in one hand and steadying his cock with the other... slowly sliding it in. Gil yelped, throwing his head back, as Break shoved himself inside of Gil.
Gil panted. The feeling of Oz's tightness around him and the fullness in his ass was almost too much. If he moved, he could very well explode this minute. Break slowly began thrusting out of Gil, pulling the man with him, helping him move in and out of Oz. Break silently glanced down at the two of them. It was no surprise the two of them had been doing these things. The devotion Gil gave Oz was so close to being something called love while Oz also showed deep adoration for his servant... but where did that put him? The unwanted participant in this sex game?
Of course in a sense they were all friends. But friendship was something Break could careless about. If he had friends, they wouldn't be some creepy kid nor would they be a useless servant. Friendship, in his eyes, was a complicated thing. Feelings came with friendship, just like with love. It only caused confusion in situations like these... situations where it should be enjoyable but can be royally fucked by feelings.
Gil let out a feral growl, pounding into Oz, arching his back up against Break's skin. The constricted movements around Break's arousal could only mean Gil was climaxing. Go figure, useless goes first. He chuckled, hearing Oz also succumb to the ecstasy. So much for a sex game. These two were amateurs at best. Obviously only use to their own love play and never really participating in something really enjoyable. He pulled out regrettably, frowning down at the two of them as they lay panting together. He sighed.
He'd just have to go find someone who could actually keep up with him.
“I wonder if the young lady is awake.”
(THE END)
A/N:Once again, I apologize if this isn't exactly up to OP's taste~
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