BFFO | Frankie “Catfish” Morales x Santiago “Pope” Garcia x F!Reader (Part Four)
Last Chapter / Series Masterlist
Synopsis: It finally happened, Santiago and Frankie both took you six ways till Sunday - but the blissful pleasure would not last long. Ophelia's home.
Warning: Language, Shitty Best Friend Energy (From Ophelia), Mentions of M/M/F,
Author's Note: I have no explanation for this, that's okay though.
Word Count: 3.8K
Sleeping sandwiched between Santi and Frankie was a dream come true, warmed from both men made every inch of your skin burn with passion. With Santi's face buried in your breast whilst Frankie's buried in your neck - you laid flat on your back, legs tangled with your guys. There was something wholesome, domestic about both men curling into your body. The small snores slipping from their mouths and onto your body, how they grabbed at you tighter when you shifted, afraid that you were going to leave them. Frankie was the first to let his soft eyes meet yours, smiling widely up at you with sleep still falling over his lids; He was at peace in your arms, loving how perfectly your body fit next to his. "Mi amor," Frankie whined, holding your waist with his large hands, drawing small hearts over your skin. Lacing the hand around his back through his hair, you felt how he purred at your touch, how your nails raked against his scalp. "Hi, my sweet man," You cooed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.
"Aww, why does Frankie get all the love?" Santiago grumbled into your breast, flicking his tongue out to latch at your nipple. Preening at the sensation, you took your freehand into Santi's hair - pulling at his salt and pepper curls - watching how it caused him to bite down onto the sensitive bud. "Santi, baby I am so sorry," You pouted down at him, feeling how he parted your thighs easily - calloused fingertips grazed your raw folds in a way that caused your eyes to roll back, earning a hearty laugh from both men, "What's wrong hermosa, too wrecked from last night?" Santiago's words came out as more of a mocking coo, trying to solicit a genuine reaction. He knew exactly what he was doing by teasing you, rubbing your wet heat as if to coax out another pleasure filled day; Frankie did say you have fourteen days left of this lovely stay. Turning your face to scan over Frankie's, you watched as he pulled your pert nipple between his fingers, rolling it into softened circles like it was nobody's business. "Not use to two big cocks, I can tell," Fish winked, sliding his hot tongue across your pulse point.
"Boys," You threatened, a growling slipping from your lips. Lust blown eyes met theirs to match, showing just how much fiery passion you had within yourself. If you could physically handle taking both men again you would, but things never came that easily. "Don't be naughty, I'd hate to punish you," They could hear the smirk within your tone, knowing you meant no harm, only pleasure. Keening at your touches, Santiago and Frankie both let off of your body - brushing kisses along every inch of skin - sort of as a silent I'm sorry; You knew well these men were not. Basking in the richest feeling of their mouths across your skin had you put into a feral state. You did not want to beautiful feelings to end, but of course they were going to conclude at some point. Sighing out at the thought of this wonderful moment ending, you slowly sat up to pull both men, letting them sit up completely so they could see what was going to happen. Nothing against you being a tease, right? Simpering off of the bed you made your way to the front of the bed, humming to yourself with a wink as you started to turn on the music - swaying your hips to the rhythm of Phoebe Bridgers. With the music as loud as you had it, giving your two favorite men a show - you had not idea what was just about to go down.
Across the lake Ophelia and Benny had come back from spending the night together; Another victory under his belt while something sinister was eating away at Ophelia. On the trip to the MMA fight she realized how her dad bought a second boat, wondering why it was needed if he did not plan on heading over to your side of the lake. There was this sort of uncomfortable feeling that sat in her chest, causing her heart to ache. Of course Benny took that away from her temporarily, but the closer she got home the worse it became. Stepping out of Benny's truck she bit the inside of her cheek - peering across the lake to see both boats resting on the store line. "No they fucking didn't," She whispered out, eyes going red at the thoughts pondering her mind. Benny could not stop the fury about to ensue. Before he could run over to grab his girlfriend, Ophelia was taking off to the shore line to grab the canoe - flipping it over and hopping inside with the ores. She was not giving a singular fuck at what she was going to do, but how she would handle the situation.
Starting to row her way across, Benny launched himself into the cold water - pulling himself up in the rickety canoe, feeling how it creaked and groaned underneath is weight. "Lia, what the hell is wrong?!" No words could come from her mouth, there was only pain and chaos lacing through her body. She did not want to believe the betrayal if it did happen, did not want to think about what was going to happen; How things were about to change forever. To know she hadn't see, this coming either was the biggest pain in the ass, she knew you were different - how you made her feel so special. But now, now she couldn't see the bright light you always left her with. "Whatever you're thinking about doing, don't! I know your mind cannot help but think of the worst, but realize that whatever happens - happens for a reason. Lia, baby please talk to me..." To hear Benny so broken was killing Ophelia inside, she wanted to comfort her boyfriend but couldn't - not when the woman she worked so hard to keep was slipping through her grasp.
Finally reaching the shoreline, Ophelia didn't even waste a second pulling it in - instead leaving it to float as she launched herself onto the sand. Booking her ass all the way up to the front door, she saw how it was left askew just a tad, kicking it with so much force the doorknob put a hole in the wall. The cabin looked normal at first, the TV on a paused Cabin in the Woods. The blue blanket draped over the couch cushion - a wet spot on the couch. Breaking her own train of thought was that small dampened spot, her heart beating in her chest. Leaning over the cushion she could see the litter of clothing left at the end of the couch; Her dad's shirt, your shorts and Frankie's jacket. Clenching her fingers into tightly wound fists, she socked her hardest at the corner wall - plowing through the dry wall so quickly and efficiently.
"Where the hell is she?!" All three of you heard someone scream from downstairs, the music not loud enough to drown it out. Pausing the song for a second you could hear the scuffle and commotion coming from downstairs - a familiar voice accompanying it. "Ophelia, calm down!" Your eyes shot wide open at the sound of her name, palming trickling with sweat. Silently cursing to yourself you tossed on the nearest dress you could find, Frankie and Santi were also panicking as they pulled on their underwear and shirt. There was glass smashing, screaming and punches you heard echoing through the wood, causing your insides to twist and burn. What was Ophelia going to say if she saw the aftermath of yesterday, what was she going to think? Before you could revel in the thoughts of your best friend, there was a harsh spit being spun at her man, causing your heart to ache for him; "Benny, fuck off!" The ear splitting shriek echoed roughly as her footsteps clamored around. Before yourself, Santi and Frankie could exit out of the window to the patio - in order to head back towards the docks, Ophelia was quickly kicking your door in - eyes deadpanning onto yours with haste; No going back now.
She huffed and puffed, her chest rising and falling quickly. There was a glint in her eyes that could only be described as fury; The red and blacks swirling in her pupils were enough to make you second guess everything. Hurt and deceit followed shortly behind that, your hands became clammy. Before you could explain what had happened you watched how Ophelia's eyes flickered over Frankie's and Santiago's, seeing their half naked sweaty forms - eyes darkening with lust for only moments ago. That is when it all clicked, officially, "You fucking skank!" Lia screamed, lunging at you. Before she could make contact Benny had pulled her back to his chest by her waist - pinning her to him in order to keep her at bay. Flinching at the sudden actions you held your hands up, Frankie and Santi pushing in front of you to protect. There was so much you wanted to say, or how to say it - but your throat ran dry. Feeling the panic bubbling in your chest you tried to get your words out this time, bracing yourself for sudden impact, "Lia-"
"No, you don't get to call me that anymore," She snapped, thrashing in Benny's arms. The second she started to make her erratic movements it caused Frankie to grab onto your arm, pulling you closer to him - in order to protect you as Santiago braced in front of you. Curling up into Frankie's arm, you tried to steady your breathing out - not wanting to give Lia the upper hand on how scared you were. Someone who you thought of as your best friend, a lifelong soulmate now met that dreadful end, the one where they would no longer be prevalent in your life. It went so much deeper than that though, it wasn't just because you slept with Santiago and Frankie that you were afraid - but it was what Lia was capable of. You knew she had a temper, but when it came to things like this - exactly what lengths would she go to in order to make you suffer? "Mija, just calm down," Santi held his hands up, slowly walking towards his daughter. For a moment she calmed, her eyes flicking over her father's as he began to come closer. It was a tactic he used when she was younger, full of spark and rage; The slower he crept up the more she submitted into his grasp, letting him hold her and take the pain away. Not this time.
Relaxing in Benny's grasp, for a moment she had clarity that maybe you didn't sleep with her dad - and that this was all a misunderstanding. Maybe Santi was just shirtless because it was too hot, maybe he was up in your room with you and Frankie to finish that half smoked bowl you packed earlier that day. For a moment there was enough to make her feel like her again, not the monster taking over. But that all came to an end when Ophelia laid her eyes upon her dad's golden chest, seeing the clutter of scratch marks to match Frankie's, some of the chipped polish still wet on his skin. Everything came back like moth to a flame, "So it's true, you fucked my dad, and Frankie!" You screamed, chest heaving at her words. With the way you would not meet her gaze but kept your face trained in the crook of Frankie's ribs, she knew that you knew. Tears started to billow from your eyes to leave hot, salty trails down Frankie's skin - his gentle hand coming up to run softly over your skin. This was going to be the end of it all, you already knew how this morning was going to play out. The jolt your body put into place as Santi laid his hand on your back had you sobbing out against Frankie, wanting everything to end - why did it have to be like this? Why did she need to be so mean?
"Oh my god, oh my god! I should have known this was going to happen! God you're just like everyone else!" Those were the words that hurt the most, hearing how you were just like the last. You had been aware of those using Ophelia to get to Santiago, but never thought much of it - knowing you would never be in that predicament. It wasn't like that at all, you had so much deep love for Ophelia and her family - you still loved her, but all it took was one simple misunderstanding for things to go awry. Before you could spin your head around in order to speak up finally, you were met with the fear flashing across Benny's face as Ophelia bit down on his arm - letting his grasp go. Everything happened in slow motion, how she lunged right at you, how her hands instantly came up to sucker punch you in the face. Holding onto your nose you didn't realize how she swept your legs out from under you, causing your head to bounce off of the carpeted floor. Ophelia came to straddle your hips, using both of her tiny hands to wrap around your neck. Life got back to normal speed for that moment, how your oxygen was cut off as she choked you, "Y/n, how could you!?"
Her grip on your neck began to harden as she cried - hot tears streaming down her face to fall onto yours. There was a flick of remorse across her face as she was regretting doing this, hurting you because she could not gauge the situation fully. But it was the meeting of your cry-heavy weakened state that made her madder, confused and angry why you felt the need to be upset if you caused this, she thought. Kicking your legs up to get her off of your body - you tried to claw at her face - shaking her head and pulling at her hair for her to stop. No avail ever came as your vision began to blacken, stars lacing your line of sight - the darkened nature of your face only causing the blood to pump louder into your ears. Suddenly the pressure was relived as both Santiago and Frankie pulled her off of you, pinning her to the wall with Benny - letting your oxygen level out again. Reaching your shaking fingers up to cup your throat, there were several violent coughs you let out between your sobs, trying to explain and wanting her to understand, "It -hhappened! Ev-v-verything fell into pla-a-ace! Ok-kay? It wasn't like I acti-i-ively went out of my way to m-m-m-make this happen-n! It happened, now all we can is move past it."
With how broken the state of your words were, it caused everyone to stop and listen freely with no judgement. It was true, none of you did anything you didn't want. Sure the flirting between Frankie and yourself was voluntary but with Santiago? That happened so naturally, like everything over the last few years had been leading up to it. The way you three explored each others bodies like it was a natural occurrence was beautiful; Poetic. If only Ophelia could see it that way. But of course the second you stopped talking in your raspy state, she could not help but laugh at your pain - painting your words as pathetic whilst spitting out some of the harshest ones you have ever heard, causing your gut to clench and burn. "You're another useless fucking slut using me to get to my dad. The fact that for four years we have been best friends, the second I start seeing Benny you hop on his dick!" It was an odd situation; When Lia told you she was finally seeing Benny Miller after pining over him for so long you were so happy for her, but it also did happen at the same time that you first met Frankie. The occurrence was weird and not working in your favor but, who was suppose to know this would be a thing?
There was an evil glint of Ophelia's eyes as you met hers, stabilizing yourself against the bed. There had only been a handful of times you saw this warped expression of hers, how her lips curled into a devilish smirk. Moving her head to smile directly at you, Ophelia eyed your whole body and expression - wanting to see how you could possibly react to her evil comment, "How would you like it if I fucked your dad? Oh - wait! That's right, yours didn't even want you." The fact that she was laughing as she said it made your blood boil; Something you told her in confidence, as a sister almost, only for her to use it against you. You wanted to cry and scream and attack her but couldn't - no you were going to be the bigger person, not stooping to her childish level. Sucking your teeth you let your lips curl upwards, tear stained cheeks causing Ophelia to laugh - if only she knew who she was trying to play God with. "Ophelia! That was fucking uncalled for!" Frankie screamed, getting right up into her face. With Santiago holding him back, Ophelia had a glimmer of fear in her eyes as Frankie snapped - something he has never done around her. It was a given being overseas caused all of the guys to be on edge but, Frankie held his in for too long with no release - everything boiling over caused the floodgates to open. "No Frankie, if anything is uncalled for - it's y/n using me to fuck my dad, and you."
It wasn't the truth, but you knew when Ophelia concocted her own twisted sense of reality she only saw it as real. If she wanted to bring up the personal shit you trusted her with, then so be it. Oh how you wanted to be a total bitch and let everything out in the open you knew Santi had no idea about, but was that your place? No, not at all. But if she wanted to hit you where it hurt the most, you could do the same - efficiently and effectively. Waltzing from the bed over to where Ophelia was being pinned to the wall by Benny and her dad, you got a mere few inches from her face, feeling how Frankie put a tightened grasp around your waist. Your lips twisted into a loving smile, tilting your head to the side slightly to take in her ragged appearance, "You're right, mine didn't. But yours did, I think that speaks measures for us both to know what we need to about being wanted in the Garcia family." If there was one thing you knew Lia was insecure about, is was about being wanted in her own family - knowing the whole story of what she trusted you the most with. You could see the flames shooting high within her eyes, how her neck and ears went beet red. "Get out of my house. Go the fuck home, and never talk to me, Frankie or my dad, again," Her retort was quick with the anger seeping through her veins, not expecting your sweet self to bring up something like that; Ophelia hated how you played her game better than her.
"Ophelia Valentina Garcia; Get out of my house. We will speak about this when we get home," Santiago finally yelled out, releasing his grip from his daughter as he motioned for Benny to do the same. He had had it, the vein in his head and neck bulging beyond the point of comfort, his hands shaking with the burning anger. Lia hated how her dad was taking your side, which caused her to spit out some of her own hurtful words, "So you're going to get the thing warming your dick stay, but your own fucking daughter has to go?!" Santi refused to pay any mind to his daughter, instead turning back to you, rubbing your cheek as he ran his soft fingers along the welts appearing on your neck. Frankie was paying the same mind as he ran his fingers gently on your arms in circles - seeing the blackened eye starting to populate. But what both men didn't realize was how you were smiling darkly to the front of you, not letting your gaze deter from Ophelia's for a moment in time. Check fucking mate. Digging her nails into the palm of her hand, she pushed off of the wall - grabbing the phone sitting on the bedside table as she moved back tot he door, "This isn't fucking over, y/n."
Before Ophelia could even sneak a final look at you, she was already rushing downstairs, leaving Benny in her wake. She needed to get out of there ASAP, to be alone for a short second before anyone could disturb her. Flying down the set of stairs she placed herself behind the biggest wall in the kitchen, sandwiched between the fridge and cabinets where she could not be seen to the naked eye. The reason Ophelia was pissed off in the first place, knowing something had to have happened was purely a mistake on its own. After Santiago took the video of you, him and Frankie in bed together - it was automatically uploaded to the cloud on the shared account he had with his daughter. But of course she could not just deal with that in a productive, adult way - no, that would be too easy. Emailing the video from Santiago's phone that she grabbed to her burner email - she proceeded to not just send the video off to all of your closest friends and acquaintance, but to all of Frankie and Santiago's friends as well. You may have gotten the last laugh to her dismay, but if she could actively ruin your reputation, and life, she was going to do everything in her power to do so. Deleting the sent email from Santi's to hers, she smirked as she tossed the phone onto the countertop - in time with Benny coming downstairs, "Game on, bitch," Ophelia whispered under her breath.
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