All good things are three?

Hello people!This is the second fanfiction I wrote, and it has partly been requested. So in case you read this, @ShadedJano , thanks for the rec. The profile doesn't show sadly. So idk if they still exist, but they requested it.

Disclaimer for the fic: It can be read as non-con in the beginning, but it is not.Everything in this chapter is safe, sane, and consentual. Thank you :)

TagsD/sCNC Safeword useVoyeurism (,But it's not obvious)Fluff

(2.3 k words)

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"Hey baby"Tim entered the room, looking at Maurice who was laying on the bed, spent from a long day. He'd been just awake enough to come over to Tim's place, where he was planning to stay until he was mentally reloaded.

Tim walked over to the bed with ba little chuckle."Tired?"

"Mhmh" Maurice hummed.

"Aww. I thought we could behave some fun before going to sleep, hm? What do you say?"

"Not today..." Maurice yawned, rolling over so his face was pushed into the pillow, letting out a long breath.

"Are you sure?" Tim sat on the bed next to him, shuffling a bit closer.

"You look so cute like this. You sure you don't wanna have some fun?"

Maurice just groaned a little, pulling the blanket higher. Tim grabbed it, stopping him from covering himself all the way.

"Nah nah, don't be like this. Come on, you'll enjoy it too."

"Not now," Maurice muttered again, moodily turning away before gasping when his arm was gripped and pulled around.

"Come on baby, give me a chance. I'll make it nice, you know that."

Maurice tried to pull his arms away. He would usually be stronger than Tim, but he was so tired now he barely had it in him to fight back.

"Not now Tim~"He whined, but Tim was already sliding his hand under his shirt, pushing it up and feeling over his soft skin.

"Stop whining. You know you want it too."

Maurice shook his head now, squirming. "I said I don't wanna-"

"Oh shut up you little minx."Tim pinned him down, sitting on top of him, straddling his thighs.

"You'll take it like a good boy and you'll like it."He said in a lower voice, pulling Maurice's sweatpants down. Maurice looked at him in shock, trying to grab Tim's wrist, but Tim only grabbed his instead, pinning them down above his head.

"Stop struggling, you're just making it harder on yourself," he groaned, rocking his hips down against Maurice's slowly.

Maurice let out a high sound at the sudden friction, it had been unexpected, and now he was left struggling against Tim. Tim just kept his wrists pinned together, his other hand groping Maurice's growing bulge.

"Look at you, you can't lie to me. You like this." He whispered next to Mauriece's ear, squeezing him. Maurice gasped at the sudden stimulation.

"Wait ah- nghh," Tim grinned down at him, his hot breath hitting Mauriece's neck as he placed shallow kisses trailing down to his collarbones.

"You sound so pretty, darling," he muttered, nibbling on Maurice's earlobe gently.

"You'll feel good, don't worry. I'll take such good care of you." His voice was getting raspy now, pulling down Mauriece's briefs. Mauriece's breath hitches and he immediately tried to close his legs, but it was impossible with Tim's whole body weighting them down.

"Ah, ah, sweetheart. Be good for me."

"Tim, Tim stop-" Maurice panted out, but he was reduced to a shuddering moan when Tim grabbed his dick, giving it a few dry pumps. It was more frustrating than pleasurable, but it made him shiver anyways. Tim leaned over to the bedside table, grabbing his bottle of lube, clicking it open.

"Be glad I do this. I don't have time to prep you." Tim said, doing his best not to let his impatience show too much. He let go of Mauriece's wrists for a moment to lube up his fingers, and Maurice quickly took the chance to try and push himself up, wiggling away.

Tim just let out a condescending laugh, pushing Mauriece's shoulder around to turn him on the bed before pushing his head into the pillow. He grabbed his hair tightly, pushing it into the pillow. He looked down to see Mauriece's arms free, making sure he could tap his thigh if breathing would get too hard. Then he brought his lubed fingers to Mauriece's entrance and pushed two inside at once, uncaring of Mauriece's protests and muffled whimpers.

He found Mauriece's prostate easily, months of experience leading him to know instinctively where to push and drag and curl his fingers, and Maurice was a moaning mess within seconds.

Tim felt a fast tapping against his thigh and immediately let go of Mauriece's hair. He pushed his chest down instead, watching Maurice gasp for air.

"There, ain't that better, hm? It's better when you're all pliant and docile isn't it?" Maurice let out a sniffle, shaking his head.

"Oh come on, you can't lie to me, kitten. I can see how much you're enjoying this. Little slut. You like being taken like this."

He gave Maurice a harsh slap on his ass before pulling his fingers out. He pulled on the soft skin on both sides, revealing Mauriece's fluttering entrance.

"Fuck, you're begging for it baby." Tim groaned, grabbing the lube again and unzipping his own pants.

"Stay still for me baby," he said, pushing his jeans down. Maurice did in fact not stay still, already trying to crawl away again. He had just enough time to push his pants and underwear off before quickly grabbing Mauriece by his hips, pulling him back. If he hadn't been hard before he'd surely be now, with the pornographic moan that Maurice let out at the action.

"There we go. You're gonna love it, baby." He said, dribbling lube onto his length with one hand, breathing hard as he spreads it, before grabbing the base and lining himself up with Mauriece's entrance, hips raised high from the mattress.

"That's it baby, don't worry, I'll give it to you good." With that he pushed into him, groaning at the feeling of tight, warm walls around him, squeezing him in all the right ways.

"Shit baby, you're just asking for it aren't you?"

"'m not-" Maurice sobbed, gripping the sheets tightly when Tim started moving inside of him.

"Shhhh, be quiet and take it now. I know you're loving this. Little slut, pretending like you didn't want this."

Maurice let out another sob, face pushed into the pillow again with every thrust. It was getting hard for him to breath, vision blurry as he hiccupped. His thoughts were swirling, melting together and turning to mush, making it impossible for him to grasp onto a coherent thought.

Sounds were just falling out of him without control, hot white pleasure lapping up his spine and overwhelming his senses. He wasn't sure anymore if it was the good, blissful feeling of reaching his headspace, or a slowly creeping panic setting in.

He could hear Tim's moans, his words only a blur in the back of his head already. Nothing was coming through to him anymore. He knew this feeling, this impending dizziness, this was normal. Totally normal. So why was it feeling so weird?

Mauriece's breath was coming in short hiccups, his throat feeling too tight to breathe. This was fine. It was normal. He would soon fall into that feeling, that blissful Nirvana inside his head, none of this would matter anymore-

"Red," Maurice choked out, hoping that what he said in his mind had translated into real words. It seemed it had, because the next moment he felt Tim pull out and he was turned onto his back.

"Maurice? Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Talk to me." He could hear the slight tremble in Tim's voice, blinking up at him in a daze.

"Maurice?" Tim asked again, cupping his face.

"I don't know..." Maurice muttered, turning his head slightly when a second face appeared above him.

"What's wrong?" Berdar asked him, the mattress dipping next to Maurice.

"I don't know," Maurice said again. "I feel weird..."

Tim just nodded, brushing some hair out of his face."Do you want some water? A blanket? A plushie?"

Maurice hummed, turning his head to the side, trying to curl in on himself. Tim let him, watching with a slightly worried look.

"Did anything go wrong?" Berdar asked carefully, his voice hushed.

"Not that I know. Maybe he just...." Tim sighed. "Maybe he got into his head, or he started feeling unsafe for some reason. It can happen. We'll talk it out when he's out of subspace. If he is in subspace at all. I don't know where he's at right now."

Berdar nodded understandingly. "I'll stay with him. You go get some water and wipes," Berdar said now, shuffling closer to Maurice and starting to caress his head, stroking his fingers through the slightly greasy hair.

Tim nodded, getting up to pick up some essentials. When he came back, he saw Maurice curled up against Berdar's chest, hugging his body tight. Berdar was petting over Mauriece's head gently, placing chaste kisses on top of his head, whispering sweet nothing's to soothe him further.

Tim had to stop for a moment and smile at the picture. It came to him again how lucky he was with these two. He almost forgot what he came for before Berdar glanced over at him and spoke: "At least put on underwear if you're gonna stand around and stare."

Tim felt his cheeks flush a little and he walks over to the bed, putting the glass and the towel he got down, looking around to find his briefs. He put them on quickly before joining his boyfriends on the bed, grabbing for the glass of water again.

"Can you sit up, baby?" He asked softly, rubbing Mauriece's shoulder gently. He got a little huff in return that made his heart almost melt out of his chest. But eventually, Maurice's face peaked out from the soft embrace of Berdar's chest. He had been very comfortable buried in between his boyfriend's pecs, thank you very much.

He sat up, hair now standing up to all directions. Tim couldn't hide the wide grin as he saw how debauched Maurice looked.

"Feeling better?" He asked, handing Maurice the glass. Maurice nodded, taking a few big gulps of the water before handing it back.

"Yeah. Much better," he assured, before leaning back against Berdar again, who had sat up too by now.

"Wanna talk about it? Did I do anything that made you uncomfortable?" Tim asked, a hint of worry in his voice again.

"I don't really know. It all felt good at first, then I thought I was slipping but instead I panicked," Maurice explained with a quiet voice, looking up at the ceiling.

"And do you know why that was? Did you feel...bad? Uncomfortable? Scared?" Tim tried to dig deeper, though not wanting to press on it if it wasn't the right moment.

But he just needed to know if it had been his fault or not. If he could have prevented it somehow, if he had just thought about it better, considered everything, thought it through once more before doing the scene, if he just had-

"Tim?" Tim flinched at the hand resting on his shoulder unexpectedly.

"Tim? Are you with us?" Tim cleared his throat.

"Yeah sorry- that- I just... Zoned out. Sorry. Did you say anything? Was there anything I did wrong? Was I too harsh?"He looked back at Maurice, then at Berdar, then back at Maurice awkwardly.

"What?" He frowned, feeling kind of weird about how the two were now staring at him.

"You were... Literally shaking. Trembling. Just a second ago," Maurice said, looking at him completely seriously.

"Oh- oh that," Tim chuckled a bit, still feeling a bit awkward."I have that sometimes. It's nothing bad. I just..." He shrugged, making a vague hand gesture."I just have that. When I am in my head. I don't know why. Happened a lot as a kid."

Maurice nodded slowly, while Berdar was just looking at him with an unreadable expression.

"So uh... The question?" Tim asked again.

"I don't know," Maurice repeated."I don't know what the reason was. I was feeling very comfortable up to that point. There was nothing about the scene I didn't like. Maybe it was just in the moment. I don't know. I would try it again sometime if you're still down. I don't think it was anything you did."

Tim let out the breath he'd been holding, smiling a bit and nodding."Yeah, I mean if you want to. We can. That's alright."

"You alright?" Berdar asked now.

"Me? Yeah, why?" Tim blinked at him.

"You're a bit weird right now," Berdar stated.

"I am? How am I weird?"

"You're... So... Restless," Berdar concluded. "Like something is bothering you."

Tim just looked at him for a while before shaking his head."I'm fine, really."

"Alright, whatever you say," Berdar nodded, opening his arms.

"Hug?"

"Never gonna say no to that," Tim grinned, shuffling over next to Maurice to let Berdar embrace him too, while he also hugged Maurice. He rested his forehead against Maurice's, grinning at him happily.

"You're so pretty," he muttered, pressing a kiss on Maurice's nose, who giggled and returned the gesture."We can repeat this any time, love."

And that's already it!I hope you liked itI do take guesses on what was going on with Tim, if anyone guesses it correctly they get this trophy 🏆:D

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