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mahiiimahiiii · 1 month

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between a ghoul and a hard place

a/n: ive had this finished for a bit, not happy with the ending but i like to post shit. this was rather indulgent and i dont see poly pairs very often, i think next ill actually do a cooper howard fic and then one of magnolia or a fluff of nick being a new england dad. apologies for my chunky break man i was burnt out. hope this is decent im still not used to writing hancock. this is just straight smut and was supposed to be a drabble lmao

[cw: dirty talk, breeding kink, implication of subspace, bi sosu, biting, blanking, concept art john. ((johns appearence is based off of mintcrows design of john!!)), ]

“You settled in there Hun’?” Your hands drew circles onto the thighs of the reporter beneath you, her long black hair tied back into a loose messy bun which strands escaped from. She let out a low keen shifting her hips to accommodate the two things that penetrated her. The strap was settled decently, nesting against her womb, allowing the ghoul beneath her (albeit in an odd position) to embed himself in her gut.

“And you're ok piper? This is ok?” You cupped her cheek, thumbing the soft flesh.

“Enough with the pillow talk sweetheart, let's get this show on the road.” Hancock tilts his hips slightly, blowing a pin curl out of his eyes. “She asked for both of us, let's grant her wish.'' His voice was a soft croon, one he used when he got shit faced and sang to ballads.

You pressed kisses to the side of Piper's jaw leaving lovely bruises underneath her chin, her breath stuttering as you shifted your hips just a bit closer together.

You began as her grip on you tightened, grunting as you slowly pulled out, only to ease back in. Her walls gripped around the silicon of your pseudo cock as your irradiate lover’s knees pressed the side of your stomach.

Piper practically drooled at the situation, her blunt and ink soaked nails scratching into your back; She bit her lip catching the moans in her throat.

“You're always one for talking, why so quiet now?” John grunted from underneath the crown of Piper's head. You shivered at the weight of his balls hitting against your lips the extra plug that filled you hit a little higher as the leather sank into your folds. You groaned softly at the sensation, the quick slap upwards and the slow drag down as he lowered his hips.

Piper let out a low moan, her hips canted up and down for anything that provided a sensation. She squeezed down again, her mouth hung open in fevered bliss.

“You're taking us quite well, songbird. I couldn't be more proud.” You trilled quietly into her ear nibbling the outer shell. “Let us know when you're all tuckered out okay? You don't have to take us to completion, Kay? Y’hear? Nod or shake.”

She slowly nodded, her lips slicked with spit, her eyes barely stood open.

You leaned back admiring the view beneath you hips setting a slow and sure pace, you gathered some pooled slick at the edge of her cunt using it to lubricate her clit.

She shuddered under your touch, her thighs flexing as she fucked herself twice as silly. Her toes curled, a low panicked moan tearing its way through her throat. You lifted your other hand to her chest, circling and pinching the nipple “easy there sweetheart.”

Piper sputtered gently beneath you digging her heels into the mattress, her nails drew a fine layer of blood against your skin.

“You're a fantastic pip.” You hum.

“Blue-” she whines, “god I'm so fuckin close, I'm bout to pop.”

“Use your voice - what do you want-” John rasped, his breaths low and focused.

“Just fuck me- god, just fuck me.”

“Specifications?” You tilted your head, loose curls spiraling over your shoulder, you gave long and languid strokes while John was more tempered with staccato beats.

You watched her body tense underneath you again, taking it as a good sign.

“God what a sight.” The mayor sighed, finally getting a good view after Piper tilted her head out of the way and arched her hips. “I can see why women are fond of calling you now, sweetheart.”

“Oh yeah? Thinking of being on the receiving end today?” You teased, punctuating with a sharp stroke that earned a hearty moan from the woman beneath you.

“Oh no, gonna have you ride me more often, I like being deep inside you.” He paused lowering his voice “watching you get sloppy as I fuck your brains to mush, hm? Or letting you cock warm until you're all warmed with radiation. Maybe use your little friend in the nightstand. Feeling you squeeze me like that, crying for me to let you cum… that is the sweetest high I'll ever experience.”

You whined softly at the pleasant thought. A tap interrupted your blurred visions, pipers hurried cry resounded next to her ear.

“Now- now now now.” She whines, her hands clenching and clinging to your sides. A few quick snaps of your hips, tongue finding the driblets of sweat that sunk down her chest.

“Such a pretty girl cumming for us.” His leathery hands cupped her chest, rocking his hips slowly allowing her to ride out the intense high. “Tell us when we can pull him?”

She tapped again “space, I need space now.” Oh so slowly you laid a hand on her stomach, pulling out her walls sticking to silicone. You humped the warmed member against her clit for good measure, Piper let out a low hiss.

John helped her sit up, leveraging her off his member and against the relatively clean mattress and pile up of pillows.

“John, love?” You sat back on your heels “could you wash up before…?”

He nodded, taking off his tricorn, the ringlets of curls bouncing as he crawled his way off of the bed. He leaned in quickly for a quick peck, and padded off to the bathroom.

You crawled towards Piper, capturing her lips in a warm kiss. “Was that everything you dreamed of and more?” You kissed her eyelids as they fluttered shut.

“All that and a packet of chips.” She murmured, “thanks for that blue.”

“No issue, songbird.” You kissed her forehead. “I'll get some water from the bubbler later for you, okay? Rest now, we can take our business out if it's too loud.”

“Honestly?” She sighed, “I really want to watch.”

“I've never pegged you for the sort- or- sorry-” you sigh, reclining into her chest “I can't think of a better verb”

“Ayuh.” She smiled dumbly, “just y'know. I like when others…” the reporter moved her hands in circles “complete.”

“Uuhhhhuhhh.” You drew out the phrase, cupping her cheek once more, bending down to kiss the bridge of her nose. “I'll get you that water hm?” You padded off, a slight whine falling from her chest from the removal of warmth. The soft glug and hiss of the ancient pipes, noted that the washing up process was almost over. You scrounged three tins of purified water and one box of dirty for the ghoul that could handle rads. You cranked open the lid to one tin and popped a tablet of rad x into your mouth, scrounging one of rad-away for the reasonable double assurance. You drank the cool liquid, it parched your tongue with a smoothness that only water could provide. You drank around half the tin, setting down the two others as you returned to pipers side.

“How are your radiation levels?” you murmured, pressing a hand to her forehead.

“S’ fine. Thanks.” She took the water from your hand and took a long swig. Her eyes closed as a long sigh drew from her chest.

The door to the bathroom clicked shut, John's low rumble moved towards you, “I do Believe, it's someone else's turn. Isn't that right songbird?” He planted a warm hand on your spine as the

bed shifted under his weight. His lips ran the curve of your neck, you could feel the driblets of water from his hair trickle down your skin.

“You watchin’ sister?” He asked, before embedding his teeth in the alcove of your neck. You tilted your head to the side, allowing him access to the taught skin below. He shifted back on his knees spreading your legs apart; Piper beneath you sighed, knocking her knees together.

He sucked the skin of your shoulders, blunt teeth leaving red and white indents that faded to deep red and blue bruises. One of his rough padded hands found your chest. Dipping up to your lips for a generous application of spit. The other traced the sticky wetness of your folds, already pregamed by the notch on your strap. You shuddered as you felt a finger dip into you. tracing the viscous fluid to your clit, as the wet haired mayor planted firm kisses along your jaw. “Stay upright sweetheart, I've got you.” He nibbled the shell of your outer ear. “Can't cum yet ok?” His hands paused at your clenching; a desperate whine working its way through your throat.

“Uh uh uh.” He taunted, “pretty and obedient girls get to cum, not dirty ones. But… I'll consider it, cause I like you so much.”

“Please-” you begged softly, your slowly blurring vision granting you the visage of pipers legs flowering apart, her hand working steady figure 8’s on her clit.

He brought the sullied fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. A groan rumbled in his lungs,”god, oh so wet and oh so tasty.” He traced the newly wet finger against your other neglected breast. “What do you think pip, does she deserve a treat?”

You struggled under his tight grasp, earning a chastising nip.

“Please-” you begged again, your eyes wide saucers of blown pupils than iris.

“I think.. I ought to fill you like a nice creme doughnut, how's that sound? And- do use your words, doll. I'm a bit slow.”

“Want you in me so bad-” your eyes scrunched shut,”want to be… filled - every sensation so it's just you.”

“You want this nice ghoul cock in your guts and kidneys then hm? Fuck, you must have a death wish.”

You canted your hips back trying to find the connection point. “I don't fuckin care, just want you to take me already-”

“Said like a bitch in heat, you've got the hots for me don't you?” He teased again, rubbing his length against your folds. “Kiss me for a bit, I miss your taste.”

And so you did.

Craning your neck you kissed his parched lips, his mouth tasted of sugar bombs and jet. John's kisses were sloppy and throaty, he adjusted himself by sliding the head of his cock to bump up against your clit as he rocked his hips against your warmth. “It's takin’ everything I've got not to slide into you right now. You're so warm and wet, and gods- so fucking good.” He gasped between kisses. Your hands grasped at his arm tracing the rough patterns of flesh where muscle melted into sinew and skin.

“John, please” you keened, earning the most sinful moan from his lips. His hand moved down to your hips grabbing a firm grasp of your hips, the rough pads of his fingers biting into your soft skin.

“Keep saying that sunshine, and I'll find a way to knock you up for real.” He swore under his breath, shaking fingers helping ease himself between your folds. ”Lean forward for me doll, let me spoil you.”

You complied your head finding a comfortable smothering within the mattress.

John leaned forward, grasping at his tricorn hat and set it on his head, tilting the brim below his eyes. He ran his hands along the length of your spine and back down, before one hand found itself rooted on your ass, the other coating his shaft in spit.

You felt his tip press against your slit, a bright and sudden intrusion, it made your skin crawl.

“You've got this, sunshine” your lover crooned “taking me so well, just a bit more.”

The sensation doubled, pinching down your skin plus the added feeling of nausea from the rads.

“So close baby.” He hummed, kneading your backside. The overwhelming sensation of fullness struck you as he bottomed out. “There we are.” He sighed, twitching inside you like a pulsing core inside a ti-61. You drooled, your eyes squeezed shut, as you shifted your hips to adjust. The tip throbbed against your g spot, sending shivers down the small of your back.

“Gonna move now baby, fuck-” Hancock found himself at a loss of words, his eyes rolling back as his hips lost its slow rhythm, engulfed within the warm taught core. Your slick dripped down to his balls, as thighs flexed instinctively. The ghoul leaned forward, “cmon baby let me see that face of yours, tell me how good it feels hm?” He groped the back of your hair lifting your face to Piper, “doesn't she look good pip?”

“So good,” the writer groans, “such a pretty mouth. Can she use it on me?”

You whine again, drool rolling down your chin.

“Cum quickly then, I want her attention when I'm filling her gauge.”

You shuffled forward, your brain melting out of your ears. Your hands found a seat behind the small of her back, placing sloppy kisses on her wet folds. Your toes cramped, chin covered with bliss. Your lips wrapped around her clit, dipping into her with the curve of your tongue.

She shivered beneath your mouth, covering her mouth as you rock in a makeshift Newton's cradle.

“Goddamnit.” He cussed, pulling out onto your backside, rutting his member against your ass, biting down on his gnarled lip.

Piper's legs wrapped around your head like vines reclaiming an abandoned building, lifting her hips to your face. The sounds that bounced against the walls were sloppy and wet, slick dribbled down your folds met with a thick tongue to swipe your taste away.

McDonough’s nose, or lack thereof, settled in the crest of your ass, one hand pinched around his cock head,varying the sensations directed to your clit. He groaned like a man starved, his tongue memorizing every inch of your sex.

Piper sighed, finally releasing her grasp on your head, a mournful mumble on her lips “overstimulated I think, lost it again.”

“You don't have to participate if you don't want to” you rasped out, vision blurring momentarily.

“Hok. Yeah it's best.” She sighed, as you leaned forward into her chest, ass still arched to John's touch.

He hummed, sitting up on his knees again, sliding easily inside without resistance. The ghoul gurgled, his hips sending soft pulses to your core, fingers tracing the outside of your clit. Piper's hand found your hair scratching circles into your scalp, you kissed down the soft skin of her neck, John's hips going to long and slow thrusts that made contact with every inch of sensitive muscle inside of you. He balanced a hand on your hip, and one to hold his hat. The reporter lifted a thigh for you to balance on, grinding your clit along as the lush sounds of wet slaps echoed off the peeling walls.

“This is gonna be my undoing-you're rotten you know that, doll?” John moaned, his pacing stuttering. He squeezed your ass before giving it a quick smack. It stung, turning your skin red. You leaned into his thrusts, your face scrunched in concentration.

“I wouldn't be this bad without someone rewarding it.” You shot back, hot breath fanning across Piper's neck. You squeezed down around him for good measure, earning a soft cry in return.

He reached the spot in the back that made a warm pool in the bottom of your stomach.your and squeezed when he found it again, tapping away at the gold mine with restrained thrusts.

“You're squeezing me so good- am I hitting a nice spot?” He asked, his voice slightly broken from excess and elongated stimulation.

You moaned out in agreement, pipers hands moving under your shoulders to grasp your chest, Massaging the sensitive hidden skin.

Your head spun, filled with the approving grunts and sighs of your beau and the gentle reassurance of the woman beneath you. You hoped this is what it felt like when you died.

“M’ gonna pick up the pace, okay? Tell me if it hurts, sweetheart.” Hancock slurred out, his cock knocking against your cervix. You gripped the sheets beneath you for dear life, drool spilling out your lips, spilling into the cleave of pipers chest. John leaned forward grabbing your hair again, a gentle tug to have you upright, quick thrusts that felt pushed against your stomach. He pulled you back; mouth littering the alcove of your neck in bites. Hancocks hand found your clit again rolling it around between his fingertips.

“John- holy shit-!” you blurted, finding yourself pushing against the seams.

“You cuming for me?” He rasped his teeth, nibbling the sensitive part of your ear.

“Yeah-” you managed weakly, being split open for another's view. “Fuck- john- love you-”

“Love you too sweetheart.” He snapped his hips up, teeth digging into your skin, your walls fluttered and held him there like a vice, his legs shaking from his orgasm seconds later. He kissed the back of your neck, pulsing his hips to help you ride out your orgasm. “my sweet girl.” He hummed, “what a trooper you are.”

You went limp in his arms, crying out softly as he pulled out, curling up around your side to catch his breath.

“That was amazing.” Piper broke the silence, tucking a curl behind your ear. You smiled tiredly, eyes still closed shut.

“I will try my best.” You hummed, “my best right now is a good nap.”

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