(Maxmoefoe, Idubbbz, Joji/Filthyfrank) X Reader Cancer

《 Fanfiction pt.2 》

You sat in the chair, stalling the stream, until Max could get a hold of Ian and George.

He sat in a chair next to you, quickly typing away at his phone.

You on the other hand, were reading chat and answering a few of the questions you saw.
You read them aloud.

"How did you meet Max and are you friends with Ian and George?"

This was a question that you commonly got, so you had an answer prepared.

"Well, uh, Max and I have been friends since high school, we graduated together. And, I met Ian at a convention with Max. George..just kinda drifted into our conversation one day and we clicked so I let him stay around."

You winked at the camera and Max scoffed at your cockiness.

"You wanna fight?"

You challenged, turning the chair to face him.

"Yes and George is calling on skype."

He gestured to the screen. You gasped excitedly and quickly answer.

"Mothafucka."
George greeted

"Hey Joj."
You said, smiling.

"Where the hell is Ian?"
He questioned. You hear his mouse clicking.

"Idfk but we're live."
Max answered, chiming in.

"Oh shit. Gotta fucking watch what I say."
George said, unenthusiastically.

You giggled at his joke.

"Yo Max, you already told her what we're doing?"
George's voice was filled with mischief.

"Heh, yeah. She's cool with it."
Max responded. He plopped down into your lap, making you wheeze.

"Why'd I have to read it? Don't you know any other girls with sexier voices?"
You said, pushing Max off of you.

"Eh, no."
Said Ian suddenly.

"Ayyyyyyyyyy."

"The gangs all here."

You looked to the chat, reading the ones that caught your attention.

Wow what a load of fgts

George will you marry Me?

What is the song name?

Hi!

"Okay, so, Ian you know what's gonna go down?"
Max questioned.

"Yeap."

"Sweet so we're good to go. Alright chat. This is where you come in."
Max looked to the camera. You stayed silent.

"I need you guys to go into the deepest, darkest corners of the internet and find the dirtiest, foursome fanfiction of us, that you can find."
He ordered.

You blushed slightly in your seat. Just the thought of what they could find..

George and Ian agreed and added their own requests.

Seconds later the chat was spammed with links.
Max let it die down before going through and picking three.

He sent the links to Ian and Joji before opening one of them.
You skimmed through the first paragraph.

Oh fhuuck.
It was SO filthy.

"Okay, who wants to go first?"

The call drew silent.

"Fuck you, assholes."

You heard Ian stifle a laugh as you began to read.

George threw (Y/N) onto the bed and began to strip her of her clothing. He kissed her forcefully.
You stopped reading.

"G-George this is your part."

"Huh, ah shit."
He groaned as he began to read his part.

"Fuck (Y/N). You're so beautiful."

George's voice was..so full of emotion, it sounded as if he really meant it.

You read after him.

George purred, as he removed (Y/N)'s shirt.

(Y/N) broke the kiss to remove George's top, trailing her fingers down his toned, muscular, upper body. She was eager.
Joji began to sloppily kiss you, massaging her breasts through her lace bra.
George removed (Y/N)'s pants leaving her bare.
He longingly gazed at her body. Eyes full of lust. He had enough playing around.
George placed a hand between (Y/N)'s legs, feeling her wetness.
He began to rub her pus-WAOH
WOAH WAOH.
You stopped reading, feeling your face flush. You tried to covered it with you jacket sleeve.
You didn't know how much more of this you could read. It was hard hiding the fact that you loved this.

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