could you expand on the draken x mistuya threesome thought? just asking for a friend 🤧❤️
CW fem!reader referred to as “girl” + “her”, threesome, weed mention, dumbification kinda, mitsuya is being a little shit, draken restrains you
it’s like, like !!!!
i think their energies mix together so well, and they have this seamless connection, bantering easily with you in the middle, almost like you’re not even there, your body just a toy for best friends to share.
there’s a bit of good-cop-bad-cop going on, draken keeping you in line and mitsuya cooing at you — but, at the same time, it’s kind of a mind fuck, because even though draken calls you a brat and tells you to mind your manners, when it comes down to it he’s actually the softer of the two. mitsuya is talking to you all sweet, voice syrupy in your ear, but there’s an undercurrent of condescension, a bit more of a tease. one twin dragon enjoys watching you squirm and pout and cry a lot more than the other — and you wouldn’t have expected it to be mitsuya.
i think they’re pretty good at sharing too — much like the blunt they were passing between them (the one you’ve long forgotten in this smoke sesh turned… well, whatever this is), they’re able to pass you back and forth, take a turn and keep the rotation going.
and right now the rotation has fallen back on mitsuya.
you’re sandwiched between them, draken at your back, holding you in his lap with one hand hooked under your knee, keeping you open while the other sweeps your hair away from your neck to give his lips better access. and mitsuya is in front of you, tongue exploring the inside of your mouth slowly as his fingers tease your already swollen pussy, circling your clit then dipping down to press at your entrance just enough to hear your breath stall, and repeating the cycle all over again.
it’s torture, and even though you were just forced to cum all over draken’s cock (which is still sticky and hard, pressed up against your lower back), you’re already squirming again, missing that full feeling.
and mitsuya knows that — he’s smiling against your lips when you let out a desperate, whiny sound. nosing against your cheek with a soft chuckle.
“what is it, pretty girl? whaddya need?”
but you can’t string the words together, you can only try to show him — and try you do, your hand wrapping around his forearm to coax his fingers back towards your entrance, hoping he’ll stuff two or three into your cunt knuckle-deep. but you’re thwarted by a bigger, stronger hand encasing your own wrist as draken restrains you, moves your greedy little paw to the side and holds it there despite your high-pitched sound of protest.
“use your words,” draken huffs in your ear, and mitsuya looks to him over your shoulder, slit brows turning up in a show of sympathy. but those big gray eyes are swimming with something devious, amused, like he’s sharing some inside joke you’re not privy to.
“awww, don’t be so hard on her,” he slips his fingers inside of you then, ignores your strangled cry when he curls them inwards, “you’re the one who made her all dumb.”
you’re panting, squealing, babbling as mitsuya fingers you relentlessly, “fuck— I— ohmygod—!”
“see?” he smirks, “can’t even talk.”
his gaze falls back on you, and he nods along mockingly to your incoherent cries of “oh— that’s— taka— p-please!”
his lips curl up at that last one. “please what?”
a low rumble behind you echoes the question, draken speaking into your shoulder between wet kisses to it. “tell him what you want him to do, sweetheart, or we’ll be here all fuckin’ night.”
“i w-want — ah — you to fuck me. please!”
and then mitsuya is finally moving to settle between your thighs, swiping the weeping head of his dick between your slick-coated lips. he presses a kiss to your forehead, smiles when he hears your breath hitch at him finally slotting himself where you so desperately need him.
“well why didn’t you just say so, princess?”
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an American prayer: Alfred and his unrequited crushes on the Beilschmidt brothers (something something history repeats itself)
I think Alfred genuinely really liked Gilbert (sure it was only a teenage crush on an older emotionally/physically unavailable person but still v intense). Gilbert, I think, played along bc he thought it was funny and he loved, still loves, being adored/praised, so he entertained Alfred until some other thing that piqued his interest came along. Since Gilbert's attention span is minimal he quickly got bored of Alfred n didn’t see why it was necessary to let the teenager down easily (rejection builds character and also fuck them kids) so he just dipped, leaving Alfred devastated bc he had latched onto Gilbert like a DUCKLING. Pair this with Alfred’s mommy issues (England is not a good mom let’s just all agree on that) n alfred, subconsciously, just went: “fuck this. I’m not caring for another being ever AGAIN.”
Blah blah history, cue the late 60s and the Cold War. Alfred is spending a lot of time in West Berlin and therefore a lot of time around Ludwig. He has, to some extent, worked his way through all his issues (that r a result of the older Beilschmidt) but seeing Ludwig is just ripping up old wounds so he’s like: “your brother humiliated me so now I’m gonna humiliate you for some satisfactory revenge😈😈😈and also maybe I’m a little bit jealous of ur healthy brotherly relationship (but I won’t admit that, not even to myself)” And so Alfred starts embarrassing the fuck out of Ludwig whenever he can (drops hints about ludwig's bdsm kink at meetings, puts laxatives in his coffee, hides playboy mags n liquor bottles in his desk drawer right before an inspection, etc etc) n rubs the failure of Ludwig’s romantic relationship with Feliciano in Ludwig’s face bc that's one thing he's v sensitive about. But after some time he’s like: “haha wow, being raised by Gilbert you sure managed to pick up exactly the traits that i adored about him. Wow, have ur voice always sounded so smooth? and did ur eyes change colour in the last weeks because now it feels like I’m staring across at the Atlantic in them what the f-“ n he actually catches some genuine feelings for Ludwig. None that he will be able to express bc he’s slightly homophobic n also bc he’s taught himself to think of affection as cringe bc that way he won’t get attached to things that will reject him and in the process humiliate him.
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