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Marius, from the looks of it, has been having a pretty shitty week. Scratch that—Luke thinks it’s a pretty shitty month.
Luke knows Marius is extremely strong-willed and unshakeable, so seeing her so tense and stressed means that whatever she’s dealing with can’t easily be solved. Because Marius doesn’t just become stressed overnight. No, that means it’s a culmination of all the headache-inducing events she deals with until it finally cracks down on her facade.
It started two months ago, when Pax had a collaboration with another company. Marius had been complaining about dealing with the CEO of that company and their demanding requests in return for the partnership. Nevertheless, she still faced that CEO with a plastic smile and a sharp tongue for discussion.
Still, it didn’t end well. The negotiations have been going for a while now, and both sides aren’t backing down for a compromise. Luke can tell it’s been wearing down on Marius for a while, especially since there hasn’t been any time where arrangements never played to her favor. So dealing with a stubborn CEO who does not agree with any sort of arbitration Marius offers is a huge weight on her shoulders.
Luke hadn’t realized just how heavy that weight had been until recently. Every time they’re together, Luke can see how rundown she looks. Her shoulders are always tight with tension, her face locked in a permanent frown, her brows knitted in deep thought. It’s torture seeing her like that, and Luke feels helpless that he can’t do anything to help.
Even now, as Luke rubs his eyes and sits up from the bed, he notices her side is cold and empty. He immediately knows where to find her. He makes his way out of the room and down the second floor of his building, where he sees Marius hunched over a desk and tapping away on a laptop with a scowl on her lips. Her hair is up in a messy ponytail and her bangs are pulled back with a headband, the light of her screen illuminating the dark circles under her eyes.
“Marius?” Luke calls out, yawning as he walks over to where she is. “You’re still awake?”
Marius looks up at him and immediately softens, an apologetic expression taking over her face. “Sorry. You know how work is.”
“Can’t it wait until morning?” Luke asks gently, placing his hands on her shoulders, lightly massaging the tension away. “You came back late, too.”
“I know,” Marius sighs as she reaches up to place her hand over Luke’s. “But I need to get this done. We have another meeting early tomorrow and I have to look over the new plot of land in North Stellis with the team.”
“I can help you, you know,” Luke murmurs. “You need some rest.”
Marius tilts her head back and offers Luke a smile, even though it looks tired and pinched with her bloodshot eyes. “I’ll be okay. You should go to bed. I promise I’ll follow when I finish this.”
“Are you sure?” Luke furrows his brows. “You didn’t rest at all yesterday, and the day before that too.”
It’s true. Marius has been coming home at around three AM and then goes to work at around six AM, always looking more and more tired with every day that passes. She tries to make time for Luke, but she always cancels at the last minute and apologizes because another emergency meeting came up. Luke never holds it against her, it’s not her fault after all, but he’s getting worried at the amount of time she’s spending at work rather than getting the much-needed sleep she deserves.
“I’m just going to finish checking this document and then I’ll be done,” Marius reassures. “I’ll be back to bed before you know it.”
Luke presses his lips to a straight line. Then, he sighs as he leans down and presses a kiss to her lips. “Okay. I’ll wait for you, okay?”
Marius nods, still trying to smile at Luke, but she looks so exhausted beyond measure that it makes Luke hesitate to leave her side. “Don’t wait too long, okay? You have work too. Rest up.”
“Okay,” Luke smiles, stroking her hair softly. “I’ll go now.”
“Good night, Luke.”
The moment Luke retreats back to bed, he waits for a couple more minutes to see if Marius would finish up quickly. But the minutes eventually turned into an hour, then to two hours, until Luke eventually fell asleep again without Marius by his side.
When he woke up in the morning, Marius’ side of the bed was still cold. When Luke goes down the second floor, he sees that she’s already gone and went back to work.
Marius has been stressed.
That much is obvious. Every time Vyn sees her, she looks worse the more time that passes. Not technically bad, per se, because Marius is still Marius and she would be damned if she lets anyone see how bad things got to her. Her vainness is just as important to her as Pax and her family are, and she would always spare time to make herself look “hot and presentable because that’s the von Hagen motto, Vyn.”
But Vyn can see it in the little things. He sees the stress in her eyes and the bags under them no matter how much she tries to cover them up with concealer. Her skin’s taken a slightly lighter pallor as well, even though she brightens it up with powder.
She doesn’t even have time to style her hair anymore, even though she loves to curl or straighten her dark blue hair to whatever she feels like doing at the moment. Nowadays, she only ties up her hair in a simple bun or ponytail and immediately goes to work.
Even when they’re eating lunch together on a normal day, Vyn knows Marius’ heart isn’t really in the conversation because she’s always checking her phone for updates and new messages from Vincent. Whenever Vyn tries to bait her in an argument, Marius just huffs, but doesn’t rise up to it. She’s too preoccupied with work and it’s concerning how even Vyn can’t get her worries off her mind.
Marius’ foul mood seems to simmer the week after, barely saying anything whenever she comes back home and works on her laptop with a deep scowl on her face. Once, Vyn even caught her with her head in her hands, her fingernails pulling at the strands of her hair, exhaling a few harsh breaths before running her palms down her face then continuing to work with an even more stormy look in her eyes.
Vyn knows the best thing he can do for her right now is to offer his support while she finishes up whatever complication she has with her collaboration project in Pax. It seems like not even teasing can ease her mind, so Vyn will just silently wait for her to be done and then go back to bullying her into healthier sleeping habits.
… that is, until she shows up at Vyn’s door in the middle of the night.
“Marius?” Vyn says in surprise. “Why are you here?”
“I missed you,” Marius says as she steps inside and buries her face in his shoulder, loosely wrapping her arms around him. “And I missed our tutoring session earlier.”
Vyn sighs. Honestly, he already expected that it would be moved to a later date after witnessing her stress firsthand. He wasn’t offended that Marius didn’t show up. He already knew she wouldn’t.
“It is rude to leave someone waiting without a proper heads-up,” Vyn mentions as he shuts the door. He sighs again and finally wraps his arms around her, hugging her close. “But it is understandable. You’ve been having a rough week.”
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Marius breathes out, shaky and small. “I’m really tired.”
Vyn frowns. It isn’t like Marius to show weakness as openly like this. She has a tendency to hide off everything that could possibly worry others, which Vyn initially realizes it’s not out of distrust for them, but because she does not want to make it seem like a big deal. She’s spent a huge chunk of her teenage years and young adulthood alone, so she’s relied so much on individuality to the point that she has trouble expressing issues that actually concern her.
So Marius saying the truth for once, without Vyn tricking or coaxing it out of her, is a worrying sign that she’s dealing with more than what she can handle.
“Are you still having trouble sleeping?” Vyn asks softly. “Did the sleeping pills I gave you not work?”
Marius shakes her head slowly. “Couldn’t take them anymore,” Marius mutters. “I wasted so much time sleeping. I needed to work.”
“You know, the point of sleeping pills is that they help you sleep.” Vyn meant it as a lighthearted jab, but it only seems to make Marius’ mood worse. Her shoulders tense again, and she takes another shaky breath.
“I know, I know,” she murmurs, her voice sounding strangled. “I want to take them, but there’s so much work to do. The validation from the statisticians is taking longer than usual, Vincent and I are backlogged with our paperwork and approvals, and our internal and external department is in disagreement on how to proceed with the partnership—and it’s already near the end of the fourth quarter. I’m at the end of my rope.”
Vyn pulls away when he hears Marius’ voice crack at the last sentence. He feels his heart squeeze when he sees Marius’ eyes brimming with tears, her lip trembling like a child. Vyn cups her cheeks with his hands, and Marius lets out a soft choke as the tears escape her eyes and stream down her face.
“Oh, Marius,” Vyn whispers, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. “You need to take a break. You are clearly not okay.”
Marius shakes her head. “I can’t—”
“You do,” Vyn admonished as softly as he could. “I know work is important, but your health comes first. How will you handle the work of a CEO when you’re barely functioning like one?”
“I just—” Marius takes in a sharp inhale— “I just needed to see you. I thought it might, I don’t know, irritate the stress out of me, or something.”
Vyn doesn’t reply to that. Guess both of their methods in irritating each other isn’t working for Marius’ current problems.
“Take a shower. I’ll order your usual from your favorite wings shop.” Vyn kisses her forehead. “And then let’s figure out the most pressing matters you need done before the least important ones.”
Marius nods, and it’s all wrong because she looks so sad and exhausted when she should be joking and whining if Vyn thinks she smells awful to suggest a shower. Instead, she only walks off to go to the bathroom, looking despondent as she goes. When she’s out of earshot, Vyn immediately swipes at his phone and opens the group chat he has with Luke and Artem, excluding Marius.
(They made the group chat way back when they were planning for Marius’ birthday party so she wouldn’t find out. They kept it because it’s the only way they can talk about Marius without stroking her ego too much or when she’s being a little too self-destructive when she’s like this.)
Vyn starts a group call and waits for the others to pick up. It wasn’t long before Artem joined, Luke following right after.
“Vyn?” Artem asks in confusion. “You’re still awake?”
“What happened?” Luke asks, also confused, which makes sense because it’s already midnight and Vyn would normally be peacefully asleep in his bed right now—if it wasn’t for the doorbell that woke him up and realizing that it was Marius standing at his doorstep, hair mussed, eyes looking even more bloodshot, her suit all crumpled and disheveled.
It was that moment that Vyn realized that his hand was clenched into a fist, fingernails digging into his palm. He stretches his hand and takes a deep breath, trying to calm down.
“We need to talk,” Vyn starts. “It is about Marius.”
“Why? Did something happen to her?” Artem asks, confusion turning to worry.
“Oh.”
Vyn’s brows raise at Luke’s odd tone. “Luke? What do you mean by that?”
Luke sighs heavily through the call. “She was here at the apartment two weeks ago. She was working even though she just got home and she didn’t sleep at all. When I woke up the morning after, she told me she had already went back to Pax.”
“I see,” Vyn says as he rubs his temples. “So it’s been going on for a while.”
“Almost three months ago, actually,” Artem chips in. “I was there when she signed the contract with the company she’s in partnership with.”
Three months. Two months ago, Marius asked Vyn if he could prescribe her some sleeping pills because she said she was having trouble falling asleep. Two weeks ago, Luke claimed that Marius did not sleep at all when she was over at his place. So, this can only mean that Marius has been running on very low sleep and energy since the whole partnership endeavor began.
“She has not been taking the sleeping pills I gave her,” Vyn mentions. “I believe she is not sleeping very well, and of course, not taking care of herself in extension.”
“She did look like she hadn’t been eating either,” Luke says with concern. “Should we talk to her about this?”
Vyn was about to answer, but Artem beat him to it. “I don’t think we should, at least not yet. She has a lot on her plate. Talking to her about this might do more harm than good.”
“I agree,” Vyn purses his lips. “Though, this cannot go on any longer. She is clearly not okay, and the more this drags on, she might actually collapse one day in the middle of a meeting. I’m surprised she hasn’t yet.”
“What can we do?” Luke asks desperately, ever the worrywart of their relationship. “She might be hospitalized if she continues to neglect her health like this.”
“Hopefully it won’t come to that point,” Artem reassures softly. “We’ll be sure of it.”
“I have… the beginnings of a plan,” Vyn says. There are still some details that need clearing up, some phone calls they have to make, but it’s for the sake of Marius finally getting a much-needed break. “We need some time to prepare. I will send my thoughts later. For now, I will check up on Marius. She’s here with me right now.”
“That sounds good,” Artem says. “Take care of her.”
“Both of you should rest up,” Luke agrees. “Good night.”
“Thank you. Good night, both of you.” Vyn hangs up and heads on over to his room. He plans on talking a bit with Marius before he goes on to order takeout. When he enters the room however, he’s met with an interesting sight.
Marius is passed out on his bed, laying haphazardly with her hair scattered around and a towel next to her. She’s in Vyn’s clothes, which looks even bigger on her frame than usual. She must have fallen right asleep after her shower, not even bothering to dry her hair which damps the sheets under her.
“Oh, Marius,” Vyn sighs, shaking his head as he gazes at her tired form. “What are we going to do with you?”
Vyn gently sits on the bed next to her, scrutinizing her face closer. Even when asleep, Marius still looks undeniably stressed. Her brows are furrowed and her lips are curled down, like she’s still thinking of a strategy to use in that twisted mind-game of hers with the CEO partner she’s dealing with.
Vyn takes the towel and slides it over himself, before gently cradling Marius’ head and positioning her over his lap so she’s not sleeping on wet sheets. Vyn looks down at her, at her troubled expression and very pale skin. While he tries to smoothen out the creases on her forehead, he starts working on the things he and the others need to accomplish before they proceed to their main goal of getting Marius a break.
“You didn’t have to come, you know,” Artem tells her. “I know you’re tired.”
“No, I’m fine!” Marius insists, even though she can barely keep her eyes open. “Let’s just watch the movie.”
They’re in Artem’s private theater, watching a movie that he suggested they watch when she has the time. Artem did not rush her to watch it, but she unexpectedly showed up on the weekend and claimed that they could watch it together for the night.
However, even before the movie started, Marius was already fighting to stay awake. Her head keeps tilting to the side, almost falling over before she rights herself up and tries to focus on the movie, and then it happens all over again. Artem keeps asking if she’d like to just sleep, but she keeps refusing and insisting that they just watch the movie.
“We can watch it another time,” Artem says. “You don’t have to force yourself when you’re so tired.”
Marius doesn’t say anything, only continuing to look at the projected screen with determined, heavy eyes. She mumbles something under her breath.
“What’s that?”
“You said you were looking forward to this movie,” Marius mutters, not even looking at Artem. “I just wanted to see it with you.”
Artem’s eyes widened in surprise, before he sighs fondly. He takes her hand in his own, interlacing their fingers together. “Okay, then.” Artem relents. “Let’s watch.”
For the next few minutes, Artem doesn’t move or say anything, sending glances her way between scenes. Marius doesn’t even notice, even though she usually does because she always asks him if she’s a sight that’s better than the movie they’re watching. It’s one of their inside jokes, one that Marius always says because she consistently likes making fun of Artem’s gaze always being on her.
But tonight, she’s sluggish. Artem can tell she’s trying her best to stay awake, but determination can only last for so long. Marius’ eyes slowly slip shut and they don’t open anymore. Her head falls and Artem catches her just in time. Marius doesn’t even stir, completely unconscious as her body slumps against him.
Artem hooks his arm under her legs and lets her head lean on his chest. He leaves the theater room, carrying Marius’ sleeping body and heading towards their room. As he lays her down the mattress and tucks her into bed, he presses a soft kiss to her cheek.
He caresses her face, looking at her for another short moment, before leaving the room and taking out his phone to make a final call.
“Hello, Vincent?” Artem asks as the receiver picks up. “We’re all set. You can proceed with the plan on Thursday. We’ll be staying at this hotel at around two o’clock…”
Marius is late.
The meeting with the Pax board ran late again, and she barely had any time to go back to her office before she was pulled into another meeting with the external department regarding the decision on the new partnership contract the company has made.
And still, it isn’t equal or enticing enough to be considered for a signature. She’s been seeing the external branch nearly every day now for the head of the department to know exactly what it means when Marius gives them a single, blank look.
Afterwards, she had to drive to North Stellis for another meeting with the arbitrator on what decision they’ll agree on in what to do with the plot of land they have there.
Marius initially planned for a redevelopment before building sustainable housing around the area because North Stellis is lacking on cost-effective living areas, but the contractor is not proceeding with the materials delivery because the company Marius is trying very hard to get along with does not agree with her view on housing because they want to redevelop it for a very lavish shopping mall instead.
Which is an entirely idiotic idea considering they’re building it on North Stellis, a place where poverty rates are high. Marius wonders if it’s even a good idea at all to partner with a company so horrifically bad. But they’re the ones who own that patch of land, and Marius has to make do and play nice if she wants her idea of housing centers to proceed for the people living there.
Now, Marius has just gotten back to the office from a very long and tedious talk with the contractor who still would not budge even though Marius is paying for the whole operation. She’s pissed, exhausted, and she wants to drag the CEO of the partner company and box it out in the ring. She’s a little rusty, but extreme sports has always been her strength and she has no doubts she can easily beat him in a fight.
Marius settles on her chair, sighing in relief when she’s finally alone in her office. She rubs her eyes harshly, hoping that it might rub away the tiredness that’s seeping in her head. She’s been running on fumes for—god, she doesn’t even know how long now. She’s bone-deep tired, and every time she so much as blinks, she feels like her eyes are burning and watering from exhaustion.
Marius sighs as she takes out a flask from her coat pocket. Only Artem knows of this habit of hers, and he agreed to keep it a secret from the others, but she knows he very much disapproves of it. Artem lets her have her vice, even though he keeps trying to talk her out of it. She tries to listen, but she needs to get her energy from somewhere, and it sure as hell isn’t from sleep.
Marius twists the cap off and takes a swig from the flask. She closes her eyes as she feels the sharp burn of alcohol down her throat. It’s not enough to get her drunk, but it’s enough to get her veins hot and thrumming. She wipes her mouth as she hides it back in her coat, ready to get started on the new paperwork the internal department sent her way.
Before she could, Vincent entered her office. “Ms. Marius.”
“Vincent, what’s the status?” Marius demands while she looks over her emails. She clicks one and reads through it as Vincent approaches her.
“The new agreement statement is being drafted up and will be ready within the day. The CEO agreed to continue the meeting at a later date next week. And please sign this.” Vincent presents a document before her. Marius doesn’t read through it, trusting Vincent enough to have proofread it before showing it to her, and signs her name at the bottom of the document with quick ease. “The arbitration was settled between HR and the internal department regarding the collaboration. I will send you the details later, but you must leave right now for a meeting.”
“Another one?” Marius groans, unable to hide how irritated she is this time. “But I just got here!”
Vincent gives her a consoling expression. “I apologize, Ms. Marius, but this is an urgent meeting. It is scheduled for two o’clock at the hotel in Hemmingway Heights.”
“What?!” Marius exclaims, looking at him with wide eyes. “That’s an hour drive from here!”
“I’m sorry. But if we drive now, we will make it there on time.”
Mariu squeezes her eyes shut, trying to calm down the fire in her veins, before nodding abruptly. She stands from her desk and immediately goes on her way, with Vincent closely following from behind. They go down the elevator and into the parking area, where Marius hands Vincent the keys as they near her car.
“What’s the meeting about?” Marius asks, taking off her coat and folding up the sleeves of her button-up shirt. “Give me the rundown.”
She and Vincent developed this sort of arrangement when this hellish partnership began. Since she had too many things to do that she can’t remember every single itinerary she has going on, she has Vincent give her a quick rundown before the actual meeting. It’s worked so far for them, and Marius is a grade-A bullshitter that can smooth-talk any business partner even without prior preparation.
Vincent tells her of some reason focusing on infrastructure and architects, and Marius half-listens to him and half-zones out. Her mind’s been on her partners more recently than not.
She hasn’t seen Luke for weeks now. They call sometimes, at night, but Marius is either too busy communicating with the executive branches that she ends up ending the call earlier instead. Not to mention that the last time they were physically together was when Marius didn’t follow him into bed and had to leave without even getting to cuddle him.
And Vyn. Marius didn’t expect that she’d fall asleep the moment she sank into the soft mattress of his bed. She wanted to talk about his day, ask him about his work for a change, but the bed was so nice and it smelled so much like Vyn that it immediately brought her comfort to sleep.
Marius owes Artem, too. Artem was talking about that movie with her for weeks now, saying that she’d enjoy it and that it’s right up her alley because of the trashy tropes she enjoys watching in chick-flicks. Marius tried to stay awake, she really did, but the dark room and Artem’s comforting figure beside her was too hard to resist. She didn’t even notice when she closed her eyes, only waking up a few hours later with Artem cuddling her on his bed. She slipped out again, immediately rushing back to the office.
In other words: Marius really owes them for being so patient with her.
“We’re here, Ms. Marius,” Vincent says as he pulls up to the entrance of the hotel. He hands her a room card. “Twelfth floor, at Room 2402. They’ll be waiting for you there.”
Marius nods. “Got it. I’ll contact you when I’m done. For the meantime, finalize the arbitration decision and send it to my office so I can approve it. I’ll try to be quick.”
She exits the car and schools back into her neutral expression, heading inside the hotel as she speed-walks towards the elevators. She rides the elevator to the floor Vincent said they’d be, and makes her way to the room at the far end of the hall. She takes a deep breath, rolling her shoulders back as she plasters on a sly smile. She swipes the card and enters the room, a greeting ready on her lips before it dissipates on her tongue.
… what?
“Surprise!” Luke smiles brightly.
“What?” Marius repeats, verbally this time. She blinks repeatedly at the scene in front of her, which is apparently not the group meeting Vincent told her with the company’s executive team, but actually her boyfriends standing in front of her. “Wha—what’s going on?”
She’s too tired for this. Is she seeing them? Hallucinating them? Did the alcohol get to her head?
“There is no meeting,” Vyn says once he notices the confusion that must’ve been apparent on her face. “We tricked you.”
“But—” Marius sputters, still trying to wrap her head around all this— “why? ”
“You were stressed,” Artem replies simply, squeezing her shoulder comfortingly. “And we wanted to give you some stress relief. You need it.”
Oh.
Marius feels the weight on her heart getting lighter at the thought of the three of them doing something as thoughtful as giving her a break. She can still feel the stress under her skin, but she’s more or less overwhelmed by the effort they put into doing this for her. Marius tries to say something, anything, but all that comes out is a wet laugh as she bursts into tears.
That surprises Luke and Artem, who immediately rush to her side with matching looks of horror and worry.
“Marius!?” Luke exclaims in alarm, cupping her cheeks as more tears escape her eyes,
“Are you okay? Is it too much?” Artem asks, equally panicked.
Marius shakes her head, laughing again. She feels the tension easing away from her body, her shoulders finally slumping and relaxing. She gives them all a bright smile. “This is perfect. Thank you for doing this.”
Both of them soften at her words, their panic fading away when they realize it’s tears of happiness rather than sadness. Vyn approaches her last, ruffling her hair affectionately. “You had us worried.”
“I’m sorry,” Marius says sheepishly as she wipes the tears away. “I’ll make it up to you guys.”
Vyn looks amused at that. “You will not be doing anything.”
“Huh?” Isn’t that what all this is about? For Marius to make up for all the time she didn’t get to spend with them? “What are you talking about?”
“We planned this day for you,” Luke says as his arms circle around her waist, his face nuzzling to the crook of her neck.
“You don’t have to do anything.” Artem follows up, taking her hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss to her skin.
Vyn caresses Marius’ cheek lovingly, even though his eyes look dark and his smile promises something that makes her slightly weak in the knees. “We will take care of the rest.”
Marius swallows in anticipation.
When they sufficiently took off their clothes and stripped Marius completely bare, they settled her over the bed, back pressed to Artem’s naked chest. They waste no time in crowding her, touching her skin, pressing soft kisses to her neck and collarbones and tummy. Luke drags his lips over her jaw before capturing her lips in a sweet, deep kiss.
Marius melts into his mouth and kisses him back eagerly. She groans as Luke sucks on her bottom lip, lightly digging his fang into her mouth while he brings up a hand to tangle through her hair. Just when Marius wants to deepen the kiss, Luke harshly pulls her hair back and breaks off from the kiss, making Marius gasp at the sudden action. He mouths along the column of her neck as Artem’s hand cups her cheek and turns her head the opposite way, guiding her into another, smoldering kiss.
Marius whines softly as Artem parts her lips and pushes his tongue inside. His hand adjusts to hold her jaw more firmly, leaving her no room to escape the searing way his mouth devours hers. Marius makes another strangled noise when Artem mixes their saliva between their mouths, dribbling down her chin from the incessant licks and kisses.
“You look divine like this, darling,” she hears Vyn say. She can’t bring herself to reply because her lips are preoccupied at the moment and she’s pleasantly distracted by the hickeys Luke sucks into her collarbones and eventually, his mouth engulfs her right boob. Artem’s hand leaves her jaw and trails down her skin before cupping her left breast, his large hand squeezing the heavy weight.
Marius trembles at the two different treatments of her chest: Luke gives gentle kittenish licks to her nipple and bites around it softly, while Artem is pinching her left bud until it’s erect and throbbing, occasionally squeezing his palm around her boob, getting her even wetter under the contrasting softness and harshness.
Marius was too distracted to notice Vyn’s tongue dragging across her entrance, collecting the wetness there. Marius gasps against Artem’s persistent kisses, wildly reaching behind her to grasp the headboard of the bed. She feels Vyn’s hand spreading her thighs wide, skin spilling from his fingertips from how hard he’s gripping them, and he’s lapping up at Marius’ vagina, his soft hair caressing her inner thighs.
Marius pulls away from the kiss to breathe, unable to stop the whines that spill from her lips as she writhes in pleasure. Her breathing becomes shallow and she bites her lip when Vyn teases her clit with his tongue. It feels overwhelming all too soon, especially when Artem moves to occupy his mouth with her cheeks instead, pressing soft kisses all over. She almost sighs in relief when Vyn pulls away, but she gasps once again when his slicked fingers slide past her entrance, dragging across her quivering walls.
With Luke sucking her breast and Artem kissing her and Vyn fingering her, it’s enough to suddenly bring Marius to moan, a sudden orgasm ripping out of her as she climaxes all over Vyn’s fingers and knuckles.
“That’s quick,” Artem mumbles. “You normally last longer.”
Marius groans, slightly embarrassed. She does take a while to orgasm, so having finished even without any of their dicks fucking into her yet is a testament to how her sexual drive declined over the months of no sex. She’s been too busy with work and dealing with the stress that comes along with it that she’s already completely overwhelmed from touches and fingering alone.
“It’s okay,” Luke assures as he pulls away from her boob with a pop, a string of saliva connecting his mouth and her nipple together. “We’ll drag more out of you later.”
Luke says it with such promise that it makes Marius shiver. Luke grins at that and leans up to kiss her again, this time more messy and filthy than the sweet way he did earlier.
Marius whines again against Luke’s mouth when Vyn’s skilled fingers quicken their pace inside her, working her open, spreading them apart and curling them just right to stretch her tight walls wide.
“You’re doing so good,” Artem whispers into her ear. “You’re such a good girl for us, Marius. A very good girl.”
Hearing Artem’s praise always made Marius giddy and weak. She preens at the way Artem’s deep voice murmur sweet praises into her ear, moaning appreciatively when Vyn’s fingers brush over the sensitive spot of her cervix, reaching so deep inside her. She can’t help but tense at the way Vyn prods against it, over and over, relentless in his endeavor in fingering her and dragging out breathy moans from her lips.
“Mmnh,” Marius stammers as she breaks off from Luke’s kiss. “I’m ready.”
“What do you want?” Vyn asks, always the one to tease Marius in sex.
“Vynnnn,” Marius whines petulantly. “Just fuck me already.”
Marius takes in a sharp breath when Vyn presses his thumb over her clit, applying pressure on it. “Good girls should know what to say to get what they want.”
Marius clenches her jaw, trying not to let Vyn see how much she enjoys this, even though she’s pretty sure he already knows. He completely stopped moving inside her, his fingers steady, looking up at her in that piercing, knowing gaze of his. And shit, he looks so pretty and handsome like that, looking irritatingly smug because he knows exactly what she’s going to say next.
“Please,” Marius mutters, her lips jutting to a pout. “Please, gege.”
Vyn gives her a devilish smirk and he pulls his fingers out. “As you wish.”
They shuffle on the bed, with Artem slipping out behind her along with Luke. Marius yelps as Vyn pulls her legs toward him, dragging her body across the mattress until she’s lying flat on her side. Vyn lines himself up against her entrance, his tip pressing to her slick folds until he’s sliding in agonizingly slow.
Marius’ eyes flutter shut, moaning in satisfaction as Vyn’s lubed cock fills up her walls until he’s bottomed out. A needy sound punches out of her throat as Vyn slowly drags out until his cockhead is left before slamming back inside harshly.
“Fuck, yes,” Marius gasps, her hands clenching the sheets as Vyn starts to fuck into her at a steady pace. “Yes, please, Vyn, fuck.”
Vyn takes Marius’ leg and hangs it over his shoulder, using it as leverage to slam into her harder. It’s rough and harsh and so deliciously good that it has Marius letting out high-pitched moans and cries. Vyn fucks her sideways, which isn’t an ideal position, but he makes it work. He makes sure to fuck her with quick precise thrusts into her cunt, not hitting too deep but fast enough to build up the pressure.
Meanwhile, Luke and Artem are watching the spectacular view near the bed, at the sweat glistening across Vyn’s pearly white skin, at the way Marius’ boobs jiggle from the impact of Vyn’s thrusts.
Luke can’t help but gulp at the enticing way Marius’ breasts move up and down, her nipples red and her skin marked with bites. He wants to bite them more, both of them, and fill them up with hickeys he knows Marius’ skin is sensitive to. He jacks off at the sight, focused intently on her body.
Artem, on the other hand, focuses on the way Marius’ face crumbles in pleasure, purple eyes hazy and unseeing, mouth open to form the prettiest moans and gasps. He strokes his cock slowly, breathing evenly as he licks his lips.
Suddenly, Vyn pulls out and Marius whines at the emptiness. From one second to the next, Marius is being manhandled and settled over Vyn’s lap, where Vyn wastes no time to thrust back inside as Marius’ sweaty back presses against his torso.
“I couldn’t irritate the stress out of you,” Vyn says lowly. “So I will just fuck it out of you instead.” He grips the back of her thighs, spreading them apart. He bounces Marius on his cock, keeping her propped up against him as he captures her lips in a kiss.
Marius moans, reaching an arm back to curl it through Vyn’s hair. Vyn shoves her with brute force onto his cock, feeling close to his release. Marius took it all and pants over Vyn’s mouth, whining high in her throat as she clenches around him, her back arching as she comes undone on his cock.
Vyn pulls away and bites down the juncture of her neck, holding her down his lap as her warmth squeezes around his cock. He licks over the new mark as his orgasm washes over him, coming directly into her pussy.
Marius feels herself clenching around Vyn harder, milking every drop that comes from him. That feels good. It’s been a long while since they’ve done this, and Marius can say for certain how much she misses this. She can slowly feel the tension screwing loose, feeling a hundred times more relaxed than she’s ever had these past few weeks.
“I’ll be back,” Vyn whispers as he presses a kiss to Marius’ cheek. “Luke, you’re up.”
In an instant, Luke is in front of her, gathering Marius in his arms and pulling her body from Vyn’s cock, which makes some of their cum spill from her entrance. Vyn shuffles away behind her and Luke moves around the bed, laying her down on her back to the mattress with her head hanging off the side of the bed. Luke wastes no time to spread her legs further apart as Artem comes into view with his crotch right in front of her face.
Oh.
Luke and Artem are planning to take her from opposite ends, spearing her open on both cocks. It causes Marius to bite her lip, shuddering in anticipation and excitement.
In this position, Artem’s balls hang right against her nose, the heady scent of musk and skin emanating from his cock. Her mouth waters and she tilts her head even more, pressing her nose to the softness of his sack until she can smell the faint sweat in his skin.
Artem’s hands grab her face, stroking her face with gentle touches, looking down at her with an almost amused gaze.
“You look so eager,” Artem says, his thumb brushing over her lips. “Open up for me?”
Marius nods too quickly, getting even more excited when Artem positions his cock at her lips. Marius opens her mouth wide as Artem slips inside.
They haven’t done this position before, so Marius tries to relax her throat as much as possible while breathing through her nose. Marius can feel Artem’s hands on her cheeks, using them as leverage to thrust his cock deep in her mouth until it makes contact with the back of her throat. She moans around him, distracted by Artem’s length that she didn’t notice Luke was already pushing himself inside her pussy.
Marius’ eyes widen as Luke starts a fast pace, making sure to slam against her cervix over and over and over. All while Artem rocks into her mouth, building up a steady rhythm of dragging himself deep into her that she can feel the pressure of it making a bulge over her throat. Artem’s thick girth filling up her mouth is enough to bring tears in her eyes while Luke’s long cock hits the sweet spot that makes her drool every time.
“You’re so pretty,” Luke breathes out heavily, his hands gripping the meat of her hips as he fucks her savagely. “So pretty for us. You look like a dream.”
Marius moans, the sound vibrating around Artem’s length and making him moan in turn.
“You’re doing so well, Marius,” Artem praises softly, even as he unforgivingly slams his cock in her throat, his balls hitting her nose. “So good for us. Keep your mouth open, just like that. Good girl.”
Marius clenches around Luke at the pet name, and Luke grips her hips tighter as he rails into her harder. Her entire world becomes just about the two men taking her apart.
Marius quivers and writhes at both cocks splitting her apart, choking all the breath from her lungs, intensifying the adrenaline rushing through her veins. Her eyes go blurry as Luke pushes her thighs until it’s flush against her chest, going so deep that Marius can feel the shape of his cock bullying its shape past her walls. Artem is too full in her mouth, leaving no space for air as Marius desperately tries to breathe through her nose.
“God, Marius,” Luke gasps. “You were made for this. You feel so good around me.”
“So precious,” Artem says, his breath stuttering. “You can handle us so well.”
Ohhhh fuck. This is exactly what Marius needs. To have the stress and tension so thoroughly fucked out of her, to have her boyfriends’ cocks using her body so aggresisvely that she has no choice but to take it, giving her no chance to think, all the thoughts melting away and focused entirely on the way her body moves back and forth every time Luke or Artem fucks into her at both ends.
Her body jerks, back arching as all the praises and the thrusting overheat her brain and overwhelm her completely. She chokes on Artem’s cock, her throat tightening up around him as Luke shoves his length fully inside her cunt, groaning loudly as he cums directly into her cervix, burying his seed deep inside her.
Marius trembles uncontrollably as she feels herself squirting, her pussy fluttering around Luke’s still ejaculating cock. Luke curses under his breath as he completely floods her walls, deliciously overflowing her insides until she can feel his warm cum fill her womb.
It doesn’t take long for Artem to reach his orgasm as well. He hisses for a few moments before he suddenly spills into her mouth. Marius chokes and sputters, her lungs on fire, trying to take as much as she could, but it’s too much and she can’t breathe—
Artem immediately pulls out. Marius’ head lolls over the edge of the bed completely, taking in large gasps of air as Artem spurts ropes of cum all over her collarbones and breasts. Marius can feel the cum, sweat, and tears leaking down her face, coating her skin stickily.
She shakingly brings a hand up her face, wiping away the snot that wets the top of her lip. Her jaw is aching and she thinks she won’t be able to speak properly for a few days, but it’s worth it. They know exactly how to make Marius feel dirty and used, just exactly how she likes it. She can feel the aftertaste of Artem’s cum on her tongue, and the incredible feeling of Vyn and Luke’s release inside her cunt.
When Luke slowly pulls out of her, some of their semen immediately comes spilling out, leaking out of her folds to sully the bedsheets underneath.
Marius whines. It’s not enough. She wants more. She needs more.
“Don’t worry,” Vyn murmurs, showing up once again. He must’ve enjoyed watching Marius get utterly destroyed and dominated by Artem and Luke’s cocks. “It’s not over yet. On your knees, Marius.”
Even though Vyn is commanding Marius, Luke helps her by lifting her head off the edge of the mattress. Luke then presses a sweet kiss to her lips, and Marius is too weak to do anything but moan against his mouth. Luke licks her lips, slowly swirling his tongue over hers, before pulling away with a smile. “You did so good, Marius.”
“Do I get a reward?” Marius croaks, barely managing a grin.
Luke laughs. He presses one last kiss to her lips. “Maybe later.” Then, he assists her body to the middle of the bed, gently flipping her over to her stomach once more. Marius shivers when Luke drags a hand down her back, lightly squeezing her hips before he caresses the curve of her ass. She feels his mouth on her skin once more, mouthing loving kisses across her shoulder blades before he finally pulls away.
Marius doesn’t even need to look back to know who took Luke’s place, hovering over her body as he kisses her cheek. “How are you feeling?”
“Do you really need to ask?” Marius giggles playfully. “I’m having the best time of my life.”
“We’re glad,” Artem says, and Marius can feel his smile through the skin of her cheek. “We were really worried about you.”
Marius pouts. “I’m sorry.”
Artem sighs and nuzzles into her neck. “It’s not your fault. We just didn’t want you to overexert yourself more than you’ve already had. We’re here for you, and we love you. Don’t forget that.”
Marius’ chest warms with emotion. Of course she knows that. Every time she’s with Luke, she sees the concern that he fails to hide from his eyes. When she’s with Vyn, she always notices how he holds back his tongue so he doesn’t make her mood worse. With Artem, he’s always so gentle with her, more free with showing his worry, but still holding back in case it isn’t what she needs.
Now, Marius needs him to stop holding back. She needs it now more than ever.
“Artem,” Marius starts slowly. “Please fuck my brains out.”
Artem freezes for a moment. Then, he chuckles, the sound brushing over her ear. “You want to put on a show?”
Marius turns her head to the side, facing him with a flirty smirk. She just loves it when he gets all playful and shameless like this. She supposes it’s because they’re indulging in what she wants for the time being, something she has no problem with at all. “Only if you still have the stamina for it . ”
Artem’s lips are quirking up at the side, electrifying blue eyes looking at her in fondness and desire. “What’s the magic word then, princess?”
Marius preens under the nickname, smiling at him sweetly. “Please fuck my brains out, gege.”
Artem kisses her, soft, affectionate. “As you wish.”
Artem then leans back and hoists Marius’ hips up, wasting no time in sliding home until her ass is flush with his pelvis.
“Oh god,” Marius moans, pleasantly satisfied when Artem’s thick cock slides right in with the help of lube and the mix of cum coating her cunt. “Yesss.”
“You feel so warm,” Artem heaves, his hands adjusting their position on her hips, over the marks Vyn and Luke already left there earlier. Marius is sure that when she checks her body later, her body would be littered with purplish marks all over from their harsh grabs and touches.
Then, Artem pulls back and slams back in, starting a rough pace that’s exactly what Marius is looking for.
“Yes, yes, fuck,” Marius drawls out, her body hot all over as Artem pounds into her, thrusting into her pussy so forcefully and vigorously that it has her grasping the sheets weakly from below her. She’s unable to stay still, too weak to do so against Artem’s powerful thrusts, and it feels so astronomically good.
“Shit,” Artem curses and it sounds so sexy coming from him. “You’re so wet. Shit, Marius.”
“Gege,” Marius whines, voice cracking as Artem hits the spot inside her that always makes her blank out with pleasure. “Gege— shit, there, please, please—”
Marius’ eyes roll back in pleasure, mouth dropping open in a long moan as Artem continues his brutal pace, driving his thick cock into her with such strength. She can feel the drool dribbling down the side of her chin and pooling on the mattress below her when Artem forces more power into his thrusts, most definitely making her ass red from how hard he’s slamming against it to fuck himself deep inside.
“Yes, yes!” Marius screams, mind completely melted, and she forgets where she is, who she is, because all she’s focused on right now is the way Artem’s cock fills her overstretched walls, dragging inside and out, causing some of the cum inside to spill out and some of it to embed itself deeper into her. “Shitttt, yes, oh my g—fuck, fuck, more, daddy, oh god.”
Marius writhes and pleads, words losing meaning as they fall from her lips. Everything feels so sensitive and every thrust to her cunt brings her closer and closer to another orgasm. She doesn’t even know how many she’s had by now, barely able to keep her eyes open and see the two blurry figures watching her get utterly ruined by Artem’s punishing pace.
“Doesn’t she look so adorable?” Vyn says with eyes half-lidded, stroking himself as he zeroes in on the lewd expression on Marius’ face, her mouth curled into a half-formed smile, clearly enjoying the rough way Artem is using her body. “On second thought, I’m not yet satisfied.”
Luke’s eyes are completely locked on the way Artem’s cock pushes in and out of her puffy hole, at the way he pushes into Marius with a drive that is determined and aggressive. He can’t help but swallow, his throat unnaturally dry, jacking himself off faster to the sounds leaving her mouth. “I’m not satisfied either.”
“We are in agreement, then.” Vyn licks his lips. “Let’s have another turn when they are finished.”
Meanwhile, Artem is still fucking her, breathing hard as he gets more erratic, less coordinated. Every time he plunges into her wet warmth, he feels the edge building up in his navel, desperately chasing that high while making sure to go as deep as he can, the way Marius likes it.
“Da— daddy…” Marius moans brokenly. She can feel the tears once again staining her cheeks out of mind-numbing pleasure. “Ahh, ahhh…”
Marius sobs as Artem’s thrusts get rougher, fucking into her so harshly without a care for her wellbeing. Her cries are muffled into the sheets her face is pressed against, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. “Aghhh, I’m—fuck, ah—I’m gonna get pregnant. Oh fuck, daddy, you—mmnnhhgg—please knock me up.”
Artem groans at her mindless babble, so out of it that she doesn’t even know the words coming out of her mouth. He drills into her cunt unforgivingly, feeling his balls tighten as his high draws near.
“You know, you always say that you’re a better sight than the films we watch,” Artem starts, hissing as he feels the tethering edges of his orgasm. “You’re right. This is a better sight.”
Marius suddenly keens high in her throat, unable to clench around him, not with the vicious way Artem is pounding her pussy into oblivion. Marius gasps, letting out garbled moans when she climaxes on his cock. Her face, which was pressed on the mattress, was pulled up by the hair, forcing her to come face-to-face with Vyn and Luke standing in front of her.
“Fuck,” Luke breathes shakily, eyes dilating at the flushed and fucked-out bliss on Marius’ pretty face.
“Quite an expression you have there,” Vyn muses, and Marius notices that he’s the one grabbing her hair to face them. “You look stunning. Close your eyes, darling.”
Marius follows the command, letting her eyelids flutter shut as her mouth falls open. A moment later, she hears Luke groan and Vyn curse as they spurt cum on her face. She feels the sticky liquid entirely cover her face, across her cheekbones and nose and chin, some even landing in her drooling mouth and lips. She sticks her tongue out to catch more of the taste, moaning when she feels it lathering her tongue.
Artem groans behind her, burying his cock to the hilt. His orgasm comes so suddenly that it has him shaking, filling up Marius too much to the point that some of the cum starts to filthily leak out of her pussy even though he’s fully speared inside. He throws his head back, euphoria clouding his head as he successfully fulfills Marius’ wish to be bred.
Vyn lets go of Marius’ hair and her face falls back down on the mattress. She’s trembling, oversensitive, and so stuffed with Artem’s cock that she thinks he did manage to fill up his cum directly into her womb. When Artem pulls out, more of the semen leaks out, but they’ve finished inside of her enough for a lot to still be left inside. It completely bloats up her stomach and Marius can’t help but moan softly at the feeling.
Marius thinks that might be the end of it, but she hears some shifting behind her before hands grab her body once more. She’s pulled back into a hot embrace, and she makes a small noise when she realizes it’s Luke.
Luke hooks his hands under her thighs as he presses them up high, exposing her leaking cunt to Vyn, who kneels at the spot in front of her. Vyn coos at as he thumbs her vagina, leaving burning touches across her stretched folds.
“So perfect.” Vyn smiles. Marius whines when he pinches her clit, playing with her already aching pussy. “I think we’ve sufficiently stretched you for two.”
“Wha…?” Marius mumbles, still barely coherent even as Vyn replaces Luke’s hands on her thighs, spreading and pushing them completely open, her body bent in half.
She hisses when Luke enters her once more, the position making it easier for him to slide in deep. She only realizes what they plan to do when Vyn presses his own cock at her entrance, where Luke is already stuffing her full.
“W-Wait—” Marius stammers, weakly pushing at Vyn’s chest. “I-I can’t—it’s too much—”
Vyn only takes her hands and guides her palms to his broad shoulders. “You’ve been so good already. You can handle it.”
“Vyn—”
“That’s not what you should be calling me,” Vyn snaps, eyes turning sharp. “Does only Artem get the special treatment? You need to be punished for your favoritism.”
“Gege,” Marius immediately corrects. “I’m—”
“Don’t forget to breathe.”
That’s the only warning Vyn gives before he’s pressing inside, stretching her impossibly wide. She digs her fingernails into Vyn’s skin, more tears escaping her eyes, mixing along with the sticky wetness that’s still spread over her face. She continues to tremble uncontrollably, incoherent nonsense falling from her lips as Vyn settles inside inch by torturous inch, until he’s fully pressed inside along with Luke’s cock.
“Fuck,” she heard Luke say from behind her, but it sounds muffled, like her ears are filled with cotton. “She’s still tight even with all the stretching.”
Marius leans heavily on Luke, her head falling back against him as her eyes roll back into her head. She doesn’t notice Vyn’s hungry gaze, taking in the absolute debauched expression on her face, looking entirely out of it. He can’t help but laugh, his heart beating rapidly at how they’ve succeeded in fucking her stupid.
She deserves it. Their lovely and pretty Marius finally gets to be the cockslut she’s always loved to be but didn’t have the time for.
“Look at you,” Vyn murmurs, teasing and fond as he slowly thrusts back and forth, causing Marius to moan at the way his cock drags along the shaft of Luke’s own. “Taking us so well. You’re so perfect. Do you want us to breed you as well?”
Marius is still so sensitive, every thrust burning through her walls, but she can’t help but sob, barely able to nod properly. “Yes, yes, please, gege. Need—need both your cocks. Please.”
Vyn smirks victoriously. “Good girl.”
Marius was reduced to a babbling and crying mess, noisy moans escaping her mouth as Vyn and Luke built up a rhythm of thrusting in and out of her so perfectly. When Vyn pushes in, Luke pulls out. When Luke thrusts back in, Vyn drags out. It’s so overwhelming and her head breaks into pieces, completely at their mercy, useless to do anything but sob and be a dirty cocksleeve to Vyn and Luke’s cocks.
“Fuuuuuckk,” Marius whines. Everything is so hazy and nothing makes sense anymore, nothing but the feel of two cocks pressing against every sensitive spot, stretching her walls to the absolute limit. “Gege, so good. So—so, ahhh.”
Luke is panting at her nape warmly, his hands reaching around her body to cup her chest. He squeezes her boobs, licking up the skin of her neck. “You’re so good for us. God, we love you so much.”
She’s so close to passing out, but she forces himself to keep going, to keep taking, even as her legs tremble from being held up and the position is starting to make her ache all over. Marius uses one hand to press over her belly, where the skin stretches obscenely over both the cocks jackhammering at her insides. She presses over the bulge, and all three of them moan at the sudden tightness from that action.
She doesn’t think she can cum anymore, but she’s apparently proven wrong. She lets out a pathetic cry as she orgasms, which is heightened by the way Vyn and Luke thrusts in her.
Vyn’s composure falters, squeezing his eyes shut as he finally reaches his climax, letting out a long groan as he spills inside her. He pulls out and Marius cries at the ache of the loss. Vyn leans in and kisses her, so soft, while Luke moans behind her and breeds her full. The softness of Vyn’s lips and Luke’s mouth closing over her shoulder to bite causes Marius to slip her eyes shut, completely blissed and fucked out.
Luke pulls out of her shortly after. He adjusts her position so that she’s lying on the bed. Marius sags against the mattress in exhaustion, sweaty and filthy all over, feeling spent and well-used. She barely registers the hands holding her body, caressing her face, running fingers through her hair.
“You did well for us,” Vyn whispers as he gently massages her thighs.
“You’ve been such a good girl, Marius,” Artem murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
“Rest up now.” Luke takes her hand in his, softly intertwining them together. “We’ll take care of you.”
Under all the affectionate assurances and tender touches, Marius slips into the best sleep she’s had in weeks.