Round Two-Pooflan

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836 words
Genre: smut
Warnings: tiny bit of poofless smut, funny, swearing, prompt from tumblr, poly relationship, rob's pov, italics, unedited, wooflan smut at end, panties, #blamepreston

PROMPT (cred; @/otpprompts): Persons A and B are in a polyamorous relationship with person(s) C ( D, E, etc). Persons A and B are having sex when Person A calls out C (or D, E, etc)'s name. What is Person B's reaction?
Bonus: The person whose name was called pops in a moment later asking "You called?"
Bonus x2: Above person is naked.
[and then of course I added my own little twist]
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My fingers gripped his sides, holding onto him as I thrust deeper and faster. Preston moaned and groaned on the bed, writhing around underneath my touch. His hair had gone in all sorts of directions from his movement, and his hands clutched the white sheets underneath us. Sweat lined the creases on his forehead and a thin layer had formed on his entire body, especially his bright pink thighs. His usual pink lips were red and swollen ever so slightly. He looked gorgeous. I moved my hand up and down the younger boy's shaft, enjoying the moans coming out of him. I was enjoying the moment until I thrusted deeper into the boy, causing him to scream out our other lover's name.

"LACHLAN~!"

Preston coated his chest in white streaks of cum, while I was very close. I saw his eyes open and the small blush that appeared across his cheeks in embarrassment from not realizing who was giving him pleasure. I smirked down at him and leaned down, capturing his lips in a rough kiss. I continued pounding into him, finally cumming with a small grunt. I was about to pull out of Preston when I heard a familiar voice from the open bedroom door.

"You called?"

Preston and I both turned out heads towards the door, leaving our lustful after-sex gaze. There stood Lachlan - his curled hands held up near his chest, and fully nude. I looked down at Preston, who looked back over at me. I gazed towards Lachlan again, who raised an eyebrow in response.

"Why are you naked?"

I blurted out. The confusion was evident in my tone, though I really tried to stay monotone.

"Well - umm. You see, there's a logical explanation for this."

Lachlan stuttered, looking down at himself. I chuckled lightly as I saw Preston's full blown grin out of the corner of my eye.

"And that explanation is?"

Preston pushed, giggling his cute little giggle. I loved it so much. Lachlan looked embarrassed, his feet suddenly becoming very interesting.

"Well - umm..."

"Little Lachy was getting off to us, wasn't he?"

I teased. I smirked as Preston look over at me, shocked. Lachlan blushed heavily, proving my point. Preston moved away from me and over to the door where Lachlan stood. He pulled the blonde's chin up, staring at him.

"Is that true, daddy?"

Preston asked innocently. Fuck, the way he said that name. So perfectly, so innocently. I was hard again, and all I wanted to do was destroy my little boys. Lachlan shamefully shook his head, whimpering as he looked Preston's naked body up and down.

"Hey Preston? Lachlan?"

I spoke up. The two boys turned their heads to focus their gazes on me.

"How about a round two?"

I asked with a smirk. I watched Lachlan's eyes roam my body as Preston looked back over at the Australian with a questioning look. Lachlan whimpered, earning a chuckle from me and Preston.

"Come here, baby boy. Let me take care of you. Preston you in?"

I asked, opening my arms as Lachlan swiftly walked over to me. He sat on the bed in front of me, laying down on his back.

"No thanks. I'll let you two have your own fun."

He winked before walking back into the room, grabbing his boxers and putting them on. Preston kissed Lachlan and I on the lips quickly before wandering down the stairs to do god knows what.

My eyes hungrily roamed the thin frame of the young boy in front of me. I leaned forward, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. He grinned against me, moaning at every movement. I took advantage of his moaning as I shoved my tongue in his mouth, exploring every possible crevasse. I moved my mouth down to his collarbone, littering dark red hickeys. I kissed down his chest as his hands clutched the bedsheets. I left hickeys on his sharp hip bones before finally moving my mouth down to his throbbing dick. I kissed the tip, hearing a loud sigh of relief. I licked from his balls to the tip, tracing a deep vein on the underside of his shaft. I pushed my tongue in his slit before taking all of him into my mouth. I fondled his balls carefully, not wanting him to reach his orgasm too quickly. I soon took my moth off of his penis, reaching over him to grab the lube sitting on bedside table. I put some on my own dick before quickly thrusting into him, showing no mercy - just how he liked it. After a few minutes of abusing his prostate with violent thrusts, we both came - screaming the correct names at the top of our lungs. We came down from our highs and put on boxers before walking back down stairs to see Preston, wearing nothing but panties while cooking us dinner.

"Oh boy."

I muttered as my arms wrapped around the small boy's waist, pulling him closer to my half dressed body.

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Well.

I don't have anything to say??

Bye.

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