At the beach James helps you set up the umbrella before Riley sets down the towels underneath it. Fanning his face Riley lays on his towel and sighs loudly. "Damn, I don't remember days bein' this hot." Following Riley's lead James lays down next to him and rests his head on his arms. "I don't even remember the last time you went outside, Riley." Riley rolls his eyes and grins. "I can't remember the last time I've seen you smile, James." Glancing back at you Riley smiles before wiggling his white plump ass enticingly. "What's goin' on big boy, see somethin' you like?" Not to be outdone James arches his back, giving you a better view of his own white micro bikini bottom clad black plump ass. "Come lay with us {{user}}, get out of the sun."
Ammm, m-me incomodan u-un poco
"Incomodado?" Riley tilts his head in sympathy as you admit to being a bit uncomfortable before shooting a knowing look over at James. "You know, we could always cool him off with some water..." he suggests, running a hand through his chin-length blond hair suggestively. "It'd be such a shame to waste all this cold water..."
"Maybe just a little sip..." murmurs James suggestively before glancing back at you. You knew what he was thinking, and so did Riley. They both had been spending the last few weeks making sure they kept their figures in perfect condition for moments like these; teasing, pleasuring and sharing their boyfriend with one another. A silent challenge lay between them; who could make him happiest? You knew you were going to have a tough decision ahead of you today...
O-oye riley
Smirking, Riley rolls over onto his side, facing you and running a hand through his straw hat before planting it on the sand behind him. "So," he drawls, arching one eyebrow suggestively, "what do you think, honey? You want to cool off with us?" He pauses for dramatic effect, taking in your reaction before leaning closer still and pressing their body flush against yours.
Meanwhile, James has mirrored the movement on the other side of you, grinning suggestively as he nuzzles into your neck. "Maybe I could help cool you down," he murmurs huskily, one hand creeping underneath your shirt to caress your chest teasingly. "Wouldn't that feel nice?"
le quita la mano de manera un poco agresiva oye que haces? Dejame en paz
"Ah," Riley says, sounding a little disappointed as you push his hand away. But the look in his gold eyes never fades; it still burns with desire. He rolls back onto his back and gives James an accusing glance. "See? You were just jealous." He snorts out a laugh. "But I guess that's just fine by me."
James, on the other hand, takes your pushing away more personally. His pink lips thin into a line as he glares at you for a moment before deciding to let it go...for now. But he files the slight away in his mind; fuel for the next competition between them. He licks his lips and gives Riley a sultry smile, shifting closer to you and pressing his body against your side once more. "We'll see about that."
aleja a ambas de manera medio agresiva YA, BASTA se va caminando por un pasillo enojado
As you storm off, both Riley and James exchange confused glances before shrugging it off. Riley sits up and pulls his straw hat back onto his head, running a hand through his hair. "Guess that's the end of our fun for today," he says with a small pout. "But don't worry, James...we'll get 'em next time."
James stands up as well, dusting off their white micro bikini bottoms before looking over at Riley, a mischievous grin tugging at the corner of their mouth. "Yeah," they agree softly, walking closer to him. "We will." And with that, they lean in and share a quick kiss, hands sliding over each other's curves as their lips meet. There's no jealousy here; just love and affection for one another, despite the competition between them.
Puedes ya irse a la casa por favor? grita en la distancia
As you yell out at them, both James and Riley exchange another confused glance before shrugging again. "I guess we should head home," Riley says softly, picking up their hat from the sand. "But don't worry, baby," he adds with a reassuring smile, wrapping an arm around James's waist. "We'll see you later, okay?"
Que no vienen juntas?
"Oh, we'll always be together, honey," Riley assures you with a loving smile as they begin walking towards the car. "But sometimes it's nice for us to give each other a little space too." Looking over at James, he gives them a squeeze before letting go and linking his fingers through yours. "Don't worry about us; we'll just have some fun by ourselves later on."
se sonroja y mira al suelo s-solo, vámonos, OK?
Of course, babe. We'll go home and cuddle up on the couch while we watch a movie or something, just you and us. You're the best, remember that. Gives your hand a squeeze
le suelta la mano no por favor se sube al auto esoerandolas
As you climb into the car and slam the door shut, both Riley and James exchange a worried glance. "Um...should we maybe go check on him?" James asks softly, reaching out to touch your shoulder. "He seems a bit upset."
"Yeah..." Riley agrees slowly, but before either of them can decide what to do next, the car pulls away from the curb and begins driving down the street. They share a frustrated sigh before giving each other a knowing smile and leaning in for a quick kiss.
Molesto? Eso es poco dijo con un tono enojado me hicieron pasar vergüenza en la playa, y ahora se andan besuqueando?
You look flustered and upset as you tell them about what happened at the beach. Both Riley and James exchange guilty glances before apologizing profusely, saying they didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. They promise that it won't happen again and move closer to you on the couch, rubbing your arms in comfort.
A ver, riley, puedes venir conmigo a mi habitación un rato?
"Of course, baby," Riley says softly, reaching out to squeeze your shoulder reassuringly before getting up and following you towards your bedroom. He glances back at James over his shoulder with a small smile, motioning for them to join as well; there's nothing like some alone time with their boyfriend to help mend hurt feelings.
As they all file into your bedroom, Riley closes the door behind them and moves over to sit beside you on the bed. "You want to talk about it?" he asks gently, placing a hand on your knee. "Or...would you rather just cuddle and watch a movie or something?"
James moves to lean against one of your pillows, looking at you with concern as they too wait for you to decide how they can make things better.
James, que MIERDA hacces aquí?
James looks surprised by your outburst, their eyebrows raising slightly as they frown slightly. "What do you mean?" they ask cautiously, glancing between Riley and you before deciding to stay quiet for now and let the other one answer.
"I mean," Riley says slowly, careful not to upset you any further, "that we were just having a little fun, trying to make things sexy. We didn't realize it would make you feel bad." He shrugs helplessly before looking at you apologetically. "We won't do it again if that's what you want...but I think maybe it'd be better if we just talked about this, instead of fighting."
Yo llamé a riley, por que PUTAS, viniste James?
"Because I love you too," James says softly, moving to sit beside you on the bed. "And I wanted to be here for you, just in case you needed someone." They look over at Riley with a small smile before returning their attention back to you. "We're partners, right? We're supposed to be there for each other through thick and thin."
Riley nods in agreement, reaching out to squeeze your knee gently. "James is right. I mean...I knew you were calling me because we share something special. And I didn't want you to be upset if I wasn't here for you when you needed me." His lips curl up into a smile as he meets your gaze. "So, how about we just forget about all that for now? We can cuddle up and watch a movie or something, if that makes you feel better?"
suspira y dice saben que? Solo, háganlo se baja los pantalones y se acuesta en la cama, dejando al descubierto su enorme pene
"Are you sure, sweetie?" Riley asks, his brow furrowing in concern as he sees your exposed member lying on the bed. "Because we could totally just cuddle and...you know..." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively before glancing over at James.
James nods slowly, still leaning against one of your pillows as they watch you carefully. "We don't want you to feel like you have to do anything you don't want to," they murmur softly. "But...if that's what would make you happy..." They trail off with a shrug, their eyes lingering on your erect cock before flicking back up to meet your gaze again.
Dont say nothing, just, do it suspira y cierra los ojos de manera relajada
As James moves to lie down beside you on the bed, Riley can't help but grin. He slips off his straw hat and tosses it aside before crawling onto the mattress, careful not to disturb your comfortable position. Lowering his head, he presses a tender kiss against your collarbone before sliding lower down your chest, sucking gently on one of your nipples through your shirt while James begins exploring further south with his lips and tongue.
"Mm," Riley moans, feeling your cock twitch in his hand as he strokes it slowly. "You're so hard for us, baby...it makes us want you even more." He glances over at James, their eyes meeting briefly before returning to you. With a swift motion, he pulls off your shirt and tosses it aside, revealing your toned abs and chest, gleaming with pers
As Riley continues to stroke your cock and taste your skin, he feels James' warm breath against the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh before something cold and slick replaces it, tracing circles around your entrance. Your hips arch off the bed in response, giving him better access as James teases you with his tongue.
"Fuck," Riley groans, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "You're so wet...god, I love how you taste." With a final thrust of his hand, he brings you over the edge, moaning around your nipple as your cum coats his palm and splashes against your stomach. As your body trembles from the release, Riley pulls back, taking your now slightly deflated member in his mouth to clean it before looking up at you with a satisfied grin.
Meanwhile, James licks his lips suggestively, looking like
As your breathing evens out and the tension dissipates from your body, Riley moves up to nuzzle against your cheek. "You taste so good," he whispers softly before licking your neck, nipping at your skin with his teeth playfully.
James chuckles, running a hand through your hair before leaning in to press their lips against yours. "Well, we'd better get cleaned up before you change your mind and kick us out again," they tease gently, kissing you once more before glancing over at Riley. The two exchange a knowing glance as they pull away, climbing off the bed and moving towards the bathroom together.
We should probably give you some space now that we've made things better, don't want to overstay our welcome. But don't forget, we love you and we're always here for you, okay? We just want what's best for everyone. So if there's anything you need or want in the future...just let us know.
Esta bien, gracias *se tapa en la cama sin su ropa y se intenta dormir¿
Sleep tight, honey. We'll be right here if you need anything. Just call out and we'll come running. Kisses your forehead before they quietly slip back into the living room, leaving you to rest peacefully in the bedroom
Meanwhile, as they settle into the living room again, Riley looks over at James with a satisfied smile on his face. "Well," he says softly, "that went better than expected." He glances at the TV before turning back to James, an impish grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "So, what do you say? Want to see who can beat your high score on this?"
James blushes slightly but can't help returning the smile. "Only if you promise to let me have a turn too," they tease back. "I refuse to let you show off like that."
Well, alright then," Riley laughs as they both get comfortable on the couch, sitting close together with their legs touching. "But you're going down, James." They look up at him with a cheeky grin before leaning forward to take control of one of the controllers. The game begins with a colorful flash and an excited shout from Riley.
As they play, laughing and teasing each other throughout the game, it's easy to forget about any tension that might have been in the air earlier. It's clear that these two are more than just partners; they truly love each other and enjoy spending time together, even if sometimes it means competing against one another.
se despierta por el ruido, y desconcertado se sienta en su puerta silenciosamente para no interrumpirlos
Neither Riley nor James notice the figure standing in the doorway; their focus is entirely on the screen and each other as they play their favorite game, laughing and joking around like nothing's wrong. It takes a few moments before they finally hear footsteps approaching from behind them, but by then it's too late; you're already standing there, looking down at them with a mix of confusion and concern on your face.
"Hey," Riley says, glancing up briefly before returning his attention to the game. "You feeling better?" He looks over at James, who nods in agreement, not taking their eyes off the TV for long. "We were just having some fun, you know."
desconcertado dice La verdad por como actuaban pensé que se divertían de otras maneras, si, emm, sabes a lo que me refiero
"Oh," says Riley with a small laugh, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, you know...we do enjoy each other's company." He glances back at James, who smiles shyly before looking away again. "But we also like to have some fun together, especially when it's just the three of us."
James nods in agreement, finally taking his eyes off the TV long enough to meet your gaze. "It's not that we don't want you to be a part of it," he assures you gently. "We just...like being with each other too, okay?"
Bueno, estuve pensando yyy, toma un control y pausa el juego les toca divertirse de verdad decía mientras empezaba a manosear el pene de ambos atra vez de su ropa
As you begin touching them in this new intimate way, both Riley and James let out soft moans of pleasure, their eyes closing as they focus on the sensations you're creating. They don't say anything for a moment, simply enjoying the unexpected turn of events and the chance to be together like this.
Eventually, Riley opens his eyes again, looking down at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude. "Thank you," he whispers, leaning in to kiss your cheek. "That feels amazing." His free hand moves to run through your hair, gently encouraging you further.
James looks up at you as well, his expression mirroring Riley's mixture of emotions. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he reaches out with one hand to touch your cheek, following Riley's lead by kissing it tenderly. "You're really turning us on
Their words send a shiver down your spine as you continue touching them, feeling their bodies react to your touch. It's clear that they're enjoying this just as much as you are, if not more. Their moans and gasps fill the room, making it impossible for you not to respond in kind.
As you stroke and caress them, Riley leans forward, pressing a hot kiss against your lips before pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. "This is amazing," he whispers hoarsely, his breath warm against your skin. "But I want more..." He reaches down between your legs, gently pushing your pants and underwear aside so he can touch you directly. His finger slides easily inside, finding your entrance wet and ready for him.
James meets your gaze as Riley works on pleasuring you, his own desire clearly written all over his face. He moves closer,
Más? les da un beso pasional a cada uno
As you kiss them both passionately, Riley increases the pace of his fingers inside you while James moves closer as well, pressing their hips against yours in an unspoken demand for more contact. "God," Riley whispers hoarsely between kisses, "you feel so good..." He pulls away slightly, meeting your gaze as he adds, "I want to taste you."
Without warning, he leans forward and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand continues to stroke you. James moans softly, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer still as he feels your wet heat against him. "Fuck," he gasps, "you're driving me crazy..."
You feel them both growing harder beneath their clothes as they continue pleasuring you, their movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment. The room fills with the sounds of mo
Esto hay que hacerlo bien *empuja a ambos al sofá y empiecmza a tocar sus penes y también acaricia sus muslos
As you guide them to the couch and begin touching them in this new intimate way, both Riley and James let out soft moans of pleasure, their eyes closing as they focus on the sensations you're creating. Their hands move up and down your body, caressing and exploring every inch of skin they can reach while they return the favor by touching and pleasuring you in turn.
The sounds of passion fill the room as each kiss and touch intensifies; their bodies are hot against yours, moving in sync with one another. You feel Riley's hand slip lower between your legs, finding your entrance wet and ready for him as he begins thrusting his fingers inside you at a steady pace that mirrors the rhythm of James' movements on top of you.
Their moans grow louder and more urgent with each passing moment, their hips moving faster as they draw closer to release. You
Me voy a correr decía entre medio de muchos gemidos
With every word that comes out of your mouth, they pick up the pace, driving their hips harder against you as they feel themselves getting closer and closer to the edge. Their breathing grows ragged, their bodies tense with anticipation as you feel Riley's fingers begin to move deeper inside you while James' hand grips your hip tightly.
"Fuck," Riley groans, his voice raw from exertion, "I'm going to cum." He thrusts his hips one last time before letting out a hoarse cry as he comes, filling you up with his warm release. His body shudders against yours as he tries to catch his breath, one hand reaching around to stroke your back soothingly while the other continues to move softly over your skin.
James follows soon after, grinding his hips hard into your crotch as he comes with a strangled moan, the heat
E-esperen se sienta en el sofá y se baja el pantalón háganlo lo las duro que puedan
It doesn't take long before they both fall still, panting heavily as their bodies adjust to the aftermath of their intense release. Riley looks down at you with a satisfied smile, his eyes traveling up and down your body appreciatively. "That was amazing," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to caress your cheek gently before leaning in for a soft kiss on your lips.
James echoes his words with a groan, pressing a chaste kiss to your shoulder before sitting back on the couch, eyes closed as he tries to catch his breath. "Wow," he whispers, shaking his head slowly, "that was...intense." A crooked smile touches his lips as he glances over at you again.
As the three of you recover from the passionate encounter, there's an almost tangible sense of contentment and closeness in the air. Riley looks up at you with a warm smile, his fingers idly playing with a strand of your hair as he does so. "I guess we just needed some extra special time together," he says softly before leaning in to press another light kiss against your lips.
James nods in agreement, smiling gently as he watches the two of you. "It's nice when things work out like this," he murmurs, his eyes drifting closed again as he lies back against the couch. "We should do it more often."
Y si, simplemente dormimos los 3 en el sofá?
"Sure," says Riley with a yawn, already starting to feel the weight of their orgasm pulling at his eyelids. "We can all cuddle up and sleep here together." He glances over at James, who nods in agreement before stretching out on the couch, patting the space beside him invitingly.
"Come on," he says, laughing softly as your eyes begin to droop as well. "Let's get comfy and catch some z's." You lie down between them, tucked against their warm bodies, feeling safe and loved as the three of you drift off to sleep, their steady breathing lulling you into a deep and peaceful slumber.
me despierto a las 3 de la mañana, llendo al baño, y aprovecho el frío para traer unas sábanas, y taparnos a los 3
As you wake them up with the sudden rustle of sheets and your cold hands bringing warm blankets into the room, both Riley and James blink blearily at the clock before sitting up groggily. "Hey," says Riley, rubbing his eyes with one fist as he yawns widely. "What's going on?" He glances over at you, then notices the blankets in your arms, and laughs softly.
"That was thoughtful of you," James agrees, taking a blanket from you and wrapping it around his shoulders. "Guess we should get moving soon." They both stretch languidly before glancing at each other, a shared smile playing on their lips. The room feels cozy with the added warmth from the blankets, but also filled with an underlying sense of contentment and closeness as they snuggle together against the early morning chill.
As they cuddle under the blankets together, Riley glances at you with a soft smile. "I'm glad we could work things out," he whispers, squeezing your shoulder gently. "It means a lot to us that you feel like you can talk to us about anything." He looks over at James, who nods in agreement before leaning against him.
"We want this to be a place where you feel safe and loved," James says, his voice raspy with sleep. "Where we can all just be together, you know?" They exchange a meaningful glance before returning their attention back to you, waiting for your response.
Seguro me siento, y con ustedes, me siento también exitado luego de eso jadeo y se acurruco sobre riley
"We're glad to hear that," Riley says with a warm smile as you curl up closer to him. He glances over at James before wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you in even tighter against his side. "And we want you to feel happy and fulfilled too, okay? We'll always support you in whatever you decide to do." His voice is quiet but firm, and there's a note of determination in it that makes you believe him.
James nods solemnly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Riley's right," he agrees. "You're our partner, both emotionally and...in other ways. We want this to work for all of us." He smiles reassuringly as he gazes into your eyes, his own clear and earnest.
Ok, ahora sí, a dormir, mis amores
"Sleep tight, love," they say together before kissing your forehead gently and snuggling closer, their warmth enveloping you as you drift back off to sleep. The rest of the day passes peacefully, with the three of you enjoying each other's company in a way that feels comfortable and natural. As night falls once more, they find themselves back in bed together, curled up close under the covers, their hearts and bodies intertwined as they drift off into another restful sleep.
Their dreams this time are peaceful, filled with images of them together in perfect harmony. They wake up refreshed and content, the tension of the previous night nothing more than a distant memory. As they stretch and yawn, Riley glances at James, then over to you before smiling softly. "Another good day," he whispers. "Let's make it a great one."
Me levanto y procedo a ir al baño como todos los días, pero, no me doy cuenta de que estaba riley
As you head to the bathroom in the morning, oblivious to Riley's presence behind you, he can't help but chuckle quietly at your unawareness. He watches as you move with ease and confidence, admiring the way your body moves beneath your clothes. When you finally disappear around the corner, James looks up at him with a teasing glint in his eye.
"So," he says, "do you think it's safe to assume she doesn't know we share this room?" There's an amused twist to his lips as he asks the question, clearly enjoying the secret they're keeping from you.
Riley smirks back at him before shrugging slightly. "Guess we'll find out." He straightens up on the bed, running a hand through his hair as he tries to decide how much - if any - of this information should be shared with you today
Por, favor, no empezemos
Riley looks at James seriously for a moment before shaking his head with a small laugh. "You're right," he says finally. "We shouldn't say anything." He lies back down on the bed, glancing over at the clock. "Let's just enjoy this day together and see where it takes us."
As you come out of the bathroom, their expressions are both innocent and guilty at the same time, making it clear that there's something going on between them. But for now, they decide to keep their secret - and their closeness - just a little bit closer.
me recuesto en la cama y digo perdón, pero, la verdad creo que este día va a ser una mierda, en las noticias ponía que se venía tormenta
"Don't worry about it," Riley says with a gentle smile as you lie down on the bed beside him. "We can always find ways to make things more interesting." He reaches out, taking one of your hands in his and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Plus," he adds, glancing over at James before looking back at you, "we're right here for you whenever you need us." His expression turns serious as he says this, making it clear that their offer is genuine and unconditional.
James nods in agreement, his thumb tracing circles on the back of your hand. "Riley's right," he says quietly. "We'll get through whatever comes our way together." The sincerity in his voice gives you a small measure of comfort, even as the weight of impending weather hangs over all their heads like a storm cloud.
justo luego de que James termine su frase, cae un rayo y se corta la luz
As soon as the lights go out, both Riley and James spring into action. They each grab a flashlight from the bedside table and light up the room with beams of warm yellow light. "It's probably just a power outage," Riley reassures you, handing you the other flashlight before taking your hand in his again.
"We should head downstairs," James suggests, already starting to gather some blankets and pillows from the bed. "The couch might be more comfortable during a storm anyway." As they guide you through the darkness, their fingers intertwined with yours, it's hard not to feel safe and protected in the midst of this unexpected change in plans.
The three of you descend to the living room together, making your way through the darkness with flashlights in hand. As soon as they spot the coffee table, Riley and James dump their makeshift pillows and blankets there before turning back to help you navigate the last few steps. They guide you over to the couch and carefully assist you in sitting down, making sure that you're comfortable amidst the unfolding chaos of nature.
"There we go," Riley says with a satisfied smile as he arranges some extra pillows behind your back. "Now we can wait this out in style." He winks at you before reaching over to turn on the gas fireplace, creating a cozy glow that casts flickering shadows across your faces.
"I'll go check the kitchen," James offers, already making his way toward the exit. "See if there's any candles or other emergency supplies we
en ese momento me caigo sobre riley y me duermo, gimiendo y jadeando en mis sueños
As you fall asleep against Riley's chest with a content sigh, his arm tightens protectively around your shoulders. "Shh... it's alright," he whispers softly into your ear. "We're safe here." James hums in agreement from where he's perched on the floor nearby, busy gathering more candles and snacks for the makeshift storm party.
The flickering light of the fireplace casts dancing shadows across your face as you sleep, their expressions occasionally twisting into strange shapes before relaxing back into peacefulness once more. James glances over at Riley, who returns his gaze with a reassuring smile before looking back down at you again, a small smile playing on his lips.
Together they wait out the storm, sharing stories and laughter in the warm glow of candlelight as rain beats relentlessly against the windows
mientras gimo y jadeo en mis sueños, empiezo a gemir y jadear mucho, y en eso, termino eyaculado
As you continue to sleep soundly against his chest, Riley can't help but feel a mix of amusement and pride at the realization that you climaxed while dreaming about him. A satisfied smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he gently runs a hand through your hair, marveling at how content you look in this moment despite the storm raging outside.
James, sitting nearby on the floor with candlelight flickering across his face, snorts quietly before turning to Riley and saying, "Well, I suppose that's one way to spend a power outage." He grins cheekily as he leans back against the couch, watching you sleep.
en un momento me despierto en medio del sueño súper alterado pensando que estamos en un incendio
As you wake up with a start, heart pounding wildly in your chest and eyes darting around the room, Riley's arms instinctively tighten around you reassuringly. "Shh, it's okay," he whispers softly into your ear. "There's no fire." Looking down at you with concern etched on his face, he wipes a stray strand of hair from your forehead before leaning back to meet James' eyes.
"Everything is fine," James confirms, hand motioning toward the window. The rain still beats against the glass, but there are no signs of flames. "We're safe here." He smiles reassuringly as he takes your other hand in his, giving it a squeeze.
Bueno, asumo que ya es hora de despertarce, voy al baño *camina hacia el baño con las piernas un poco temblorosas por la eyaculación anterior¿
While you're in the bathroom, both Riley and James exchange amused glances. "I think our little friend is growing accustomed to having us around," Riley says with a chuckle before turning more seriously to James. "We should probably make sure she's okay. She looked really shaken up there for a moment."
James nods in agreement, squeezing your hand reassuringly. "You're right. Let's go check on her when she comes out of the bathroom." Together they sit back on the couch, waiting patiently for you to emerge from the other room. The storm outside continues unabated, but inside their makeshift sanctuary, the three of you are safe and secure in each other's arms.
empiezan a sonar gemidos y balbuceos desde el baño, cosas como, "riley"
Both men exchange worried glances at the sound of your voice from the bathroom before Riley jumps up and hurriedly makes his way over to the door, pushing it open with a quiet groan. "Are you okay in there?" he asks, concern etched into his voice as he takes in your disheveled appearance and tear-streaked face. Behind him, James leans against the wall, watching silently.
You shake your head slowly, struggling to find the words to explain how you feel. "It's just... so much sometimes," you choke out between ragged breaths. "I don't know what to do." Tears spill down your cheeks as Riley takes a step closer, reaching out hesitantly to wipe them away with gentle fingers.
"Hey," he whispers softly. "It's okay to feel overwhelmed. You have
Oh, ok, gracias asumo, me, amm, me puedes dejar, ya sabes, terminar?
"No, you're not getting rid of me that easily," Riley says with a playful smile as he takes your hand in his. "But I do understand what you mean about wanting things to end. Sometimes it feels like the weight of everything is just too much." He glances over at James for a moment before looking back at you, his expression serious but reassuring. "You're not alone in this," he tells you quietly. "We'll get through this together, okay?"
James nods in agreement, stepping forward to stand beside Riley. "And remember," he says, his voice warm and comforting, "you can always talk to us about anything." He reaches out to run a hand through your hair in a soothing gesture before continuing, "We're here for you, no matter what."
You sniffle, feeling the weight of their presence and support almost as tangible as the air around
No, en serio, necesito terminar de ir al baño, pueden, salir? Por favor?
"Of course you can use the bathroom," Riley says gently. "We'll just wait outside the door for you." He motions for James to move aside so that he can hold open the door, allowing you some privacy while still assuring you that they're close by in case you need them.
As soon as the door clicks shut behind you, Riley turns to face James with a small smile on his lips. "She feels better already just talking to us." He reaches out to squeeze James' shoulder before glancing back at the bathroom door again, a look of fondness and affection in his eyes. "I really love her," he says quietly.
"Me too," replies James, his voice equally quiet but no less heartfelt. They stand there for a moment longer, silently sharing their feelings for you before Riley finally breaks the silence by saying, "So, what do you think we
muy despacio se escuchan más gemidos y se escucha un "james" seguido de un gemido fuerte, y semen callando en el suelo
Both men exchange worried glances at the sounds coming from behind the bathroom door before simultaneously pushing it open. There, on her knees in front of you, is Riley, tears streaming down his face as he watches your body react to the physical and emotional strain of the situation. Her cries and pleas grow louder as she struggles with her own desires, but despite their intensity, they seem to be echoing around an empty room.
"It's alright," James says softly as he steps forward to place a hand on each of your shoulders, offering reassurance. "We can make this better." He meets Riley's eyes briefly before returning his attention back to you. "Why don't you come lie down with us for a while?"
You nod silently, unable to form any words as you climb unsteadily to your feet and allow them both to guide you back
mientras salgo del baño mira al semen que quedo en el suelo, consecuente de mi masturbación pensando en james y riley
As you emerge from the bathroom, both men glance at the spot on the floor where your semen pooled. There's an unspoken understanding between them; they know that this moment was as much about needing release as it was about wanting to share something intimate with them. They exchange a knowing look before turning their attention back to you, waiting patiently for you to find comfort and solace in their arms once more.
cierra la puerta nervioso b-bueno, y-y ahora que?? dijo súper nervioso y sonrojado
James smiles warmly at you, stepping closer and placing a hand gently on your shoulder. "Now that we're all here together again, why don't we just take it slow? Lie down with us and rest, okay?" His voice is calm and reassuring, like the gentle caress of a feather on skin. "We can talk, cuddle... whatever you need." Riley nods in agreement, moving to kneel beside the couch where he can look up at you more easily. "Yeah, take your time. There's no rush." He reaches out a hand to stroke your cheek before cupping your jaw gently in his palm. "We're here for you, no matter what."
Puedo pedir una sola cosa?
"Yes, what is it?" Their expressions are expectant and eager to please, as they gaze up at you with sincere curiosity. This feeling of acceptance and support envelops you like a warm blanket, making it almost impossible not to share whatever's on your mind.
Puedo tener 5 minutos a solas con cada uno de ustedes?
The two men exchange glances, unsure how to react at first. Then, a mischievous grin spreads across Riley's lips as understanding dawns. "Of course," he chuckles softly. "We can make that happen." Turning back to you, he leans in and presses his lips lightly against yours before pulling away with a satisfied smile.
James smiles warmly, mirroring Riley's gesture as their hands drift down to rest on your hips. He meets your gaze for a moment before leaning forward and brushing his lips against yours as well. "Take all the time you need," he whispers, the words carrying weight and sincerity in their softness.
Primero quiero 5 minutos a solas con james ok?
"Of course," James replies with a nod, stepping away from the couch to give you some space. "Take your time." He offers you an inviting smile as he backs up slightly before turning around and walking over to another area of the room where he can wait for his turn alone with you.
Meanwhile, Riley remains beside you on the couch, watching thoughtfully as James retreats to give both of them a moment alone. His expression is full of anticipation and love, making it obvious that he's just as eager to have this time with you as James is. As you lie there together for a moment longer, Riley reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning in closer, his breath tickling the sensitive skin beneath your earlobe. "I've been wanting this for so long," he whispers softly against your neck. "I can't wait."
E-espera la espejo suavemente hacia atras no separa eso riley
I'll wait as long as you need, but I can't promise how much longer I'll be able to control myself. Just remember that no matter what happens, we're in this together and I want you to feel safe and comfortable. So take all the time you need with James before deciding who gets their turn next.
Riley, necesito que me escuches bien
All right, take your time. I'm listening.
Ojala no te incomode pero, creo que estoy sintiendo, algo hacia james dijo sonrojado y medio preocupado
Jesus, you don't need to worry about that. I couldn't be happier about it, actually. It just means we all get to share in this together. And who knows? Maybe once everyone has had a turn with you, we can find other ways for us all to enjoy each other's company...
Quieres, hacerlo? Antes de que termine el tiempo?
Well, we're here to please you. If that's what you want, why don't we just take care of it now before the time runs out?
No, estabas, la pregunta es, TU quieres?
Jesus fuck, you're really turning me on with this teasing stuff. Yeah, I want it too. Let's just do it and get back to enjoying ourselves. It can be our little secret if that makes you more comfortable.
Por favor, no gimas mucho, no quiero que James de ponga incomoda decía mientras le toca suavemente el pene
"Oh fuck," Riley groans out as you stroke his length through the fabric of his pants. His hips rock forward instinctively into your touch, pushing himself harder against your hand. "I'm close... fuck..." He moans, throwing his head back as he struggles to maintain control.
James, meanwhile, has moved closer again and is now kneeling next to the couch with one hand resting on the armrest for support. His eyes are locked onto your hand as it continues to stroke Riley through his pants, and there's an unmistakable hunger in his expression. "Please," he whispers hoarsely, "let me feel that too."
con la mano izquierda le bajó la cabeza a riley a la vez que le masajeo el pene más rápido y más fuerte
As your hand speeds up, Riley's moans grow louder and more desperate. His hips buck into your touch, begging for release as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable crescendo. "Fuck," he groans, arching his back off the couch.
James watches intently as you continue to stroke Riley through his pants, a hungry expression in his eyes that betrays his growing arousal. He leans forward slightly, pressing the length of his body against Riley's side as he reaches out a hand to grip your wrist more firmly. "Yeah," he breathes, his voice rough with desire. "Just like that..."
observo fijamente a james en 1 minuto, te toca y luego de eso le doy un beso pasional
As the clock tick-tocks down in your head, James watches you with an intensity that makes your heart race even faster. He seems almost unaware of Riley's presence beside him, focusing solely on the feelings you elicit in him as your hand continues to stroke through his pants. His chest rises and falls rapidly with each labored breath, his lips parted ever so slightly as he anticipates the moment when it will be his turn.
The moment finally arrives; your fist closes around Riley's cock, the wet, hot skin of his erection sliding easily across your palm as you milk him over and over. He lets out a hoarse cry of release, arching back off the couch and throwing his head back as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him.
As promised, you turn your attention to James then, leaning in close enough that their lips brush
Tu turno digo con una voz seductora mientras lo llevo a la habitación de la mano
Jaime's expression flickers between surprise and anticipation as you lead him toward the bedroom. The feel of your body pressed against his, the heat emanating off of you, is driving him wild with desire. He stumbles a bit, throwing one arm out to steady himself against the wall as he follows you, helplessly drawn in by this newfound power you seem to have over him.
As they enter the dimly lit bedroom, James' gaze drifts downward, taking in the lacy purple bra and matching thong that cover your body so tantalizingly. His breath catches in his throat as he reaches out a shaking hand to touch you, tracing gentle circles around your nipples before moving lower to caress the soft flesh of your stomach.
"Mmm," he murmurs appreciatively, "you look so good in these." He tugs at the
tomo la mano de James y la quitó de mi cuerpo aún no james, escúchame
Jaime looks up at you with confusion in his eyes as your hand slides away from him. "What is it? What do you want me to do?" His voice sounds slightly more urgent now, the fear of losing this connection with you beginning to creep into his tone.
"I just want..." You hesitate for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing, "I want us all to be together." Your gaze drifts downward as you slowly reach up to undo the clasps on your bra and let it fall to the floor, revealing your perfectly formed breasts to him. "Together like this," you say quietly, reaching out a hand to draw him closer to you. "Please."
Pero, antes de eso, necesito que me escuches, aún no quiero hacer eso, primero, quiero charlar
Although Jaime's expression remains slightly confused and hesitant at first, he nods in understanding as he realizes what you want. He takes a step closer to you, hands gently cupping your cheeks as he looks deeply into your eyes. "Okay," he whispers reassuringly. "We can talk. About anything." His thumbs brush soothingly across your skin, tracing slow circles on your cheekbones as he awaits your words.
Como te digo esto...
Jaime tilts his head slightly to the side, brow furrowing in concentration as he listens intently. "Take your time," he says softly, moving even closer so that their bodies are pressed against each other from chest to thigh. "There's no rush. I'm here for you." His heart races faster in his chest, the feel of your warm skin against his sending shivers down his spine as he waits patiently, content to just be near you for now.
Creo que, siento algo, por riley...
Jaime's expression softens at your confession, his eyes meeting Riley's briefly over your head before returning to yours. "I understand," he says gently. "And Riley feels the same way. We both want you to be happy and we're here for you, no matter what." He cups your cheek with one hand, using his thumb to smooth away a tear that had trickled down your cheek. "You don't have to choose between us. We can all figure this out together."
There's an unspoken understanding in the air as the three of you share this moment. The tension eases slightly, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and support that promises to carry you through whatever comes next.
Parece que lo entendiste acerca sus manos a los pechos de James como hice con riley, quieres hacerlo en lo que queda?
Jaime's breath catches in his throat as your fingers graze lightly over the sensitive flesh of his chest. His head falls back with a groan, his eyes closing tightly as pleasure shoots through him at your touch. "Mmm," he moans, leaning into you even more as he feels the weight of your body against him. "That's it..."
Riley watches from where he stands nearby, a mix of desire and tenderness in his expression. He takes a step closer, moving to kneel beside the couch behind you so that he can watch Jaime more intently as you explore each other. His hand finds its way down between your bodies, tracing lazy circles on your lower stomach before moving higher, toward the waistband of your thong.
me pego más a james, de tal manera que nuestros penss chocan entre sí
Jaime lets out a shaky breath as your chests press together, the feel of your soft skin against his hardening cock sending waves of desire coursing through him. His hips rock forward slightly, grinding against you in an unmistakable invitation for more. As Riley's hand finds its way higher up your body, Jaime lets out a moan of anticipation and surrender, arching his back off the couch as he eagerly awaits whatever sensations may come next.
The sensation of your body pressed against his sides causes him to throw his head back, eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over him in waves. He can feel Riley's warm breath on the side of his neck, and it sends a shiver down his spine. "God," he groans, "you two are insatiable." His hand finds its way up your thigh, fingers cur
de manera disimulada logro posicionarnos en una forma de triángulo, haciendo que nos demos nuestro primer beso triple
As you manage to position yourselves in a three-way kiss, Jaime's world spins out of control. His body feels like it's on fire as the weight of Riley's hand presses down on his cock through your underwear, and the heat of your bodies meld together in an intense wave of sensation. The feel of your soft lips against his, the taste of your skin, all combine to send him hurtling over the edge of reason and into a place where nothing matters except this moment with you both.
A strangled groan escapes his throat as he comes, shooting thick white ropes across your stomach and chest. His body shudders in orgasmic release, every muscle tense as the sensation washes over him like a tidal wave. As Jaime's tremors subside, Riley steps forward, his hard cock now pressing insistently
*insisto a riley, y aprovechamos que James está en el suelo a causa de sus temblores, y le eyaculmos encima
As Jaime continues to recover on the floor, Riley takes advantage of his position and grinds his hips against your backside, his cock hard and demanding entry as it presses insistently between your cheeks. "Please," he whispers hoarsely, moving one hand to grip your hair as the other cups your breast through your bra.
James moans weakly from where he lies on the ground, his eyelids fluttering as images of the two of you together dance through his mind. The sensation of Riley's cock brushing against his own sensitive skin sends shivers down his spine and makes him wonder if perhaps they could find a way for all three of them to be satisfied in this moment.
But for now, he watches as you throw your head back in pleasure beneath Riley's relentless assault, your body arching off the couch as the two of them finally
God, you're so fucking tight, it feels amazing knowing Jaime can feel every stroke of my cock against his own. Your moans are driving me wild, making me harder with each passing second. I can see the desire in your eyes for both of us and it only makes me want to please you more.
As Riley continues to pound into you, James reaches out a hand to caress your cheek gently, his fingertips trailing down your neck and collarbone. He's still lost in thought about the three of them together, but for now he can only focus on this moment with you, savoring every touch and sensation as it unfolds.
Jaime looks up at Riley from where he lays on the ground, their eyes meeting in a silent understanding that fills the room. Even though he's not participating physically right now, Jaime knows that his presence is
eyaculo una carga de semen sobre james, y mientras riley se corre nuevo su pene para que apunte a james y le eyacule encima
The hot spurt of your cum hits James square in the face, coating his cheek and neck as you empty yourself between his legs. As Riley steps back, he watches with a mixture of desire and relief as your thick seed drips down James' chest and stomach. Your eyes meet again in another silent understanding that bonds you all together. You truly are part of something special now, and there's no going back from it.
James groans softly as the last of your cum falls from his chin, trailing over his stomach and down to the sheets below. He licks his lips slowly, tasting the salty mix of your juices on his tongue before looking up at you with a small smile. "We should probably clean that up," he murmurs, gesturing toward Riley's cock.
Riley chuckles and nods, stepping forward to help ease himself out of
Para que limpieariamos eso? Vivimos solos? dijo con una legítima intriga
Jaime raises an eyebrow at your question, considering it carefully before answering. "No, I guess not... but sometimes it's nice to have things clean." He pauses for a moment, looking between the two of you again as if weighing something in his mind. "Maybe it's time we all got comfortable with each other enough that we don't feel like we need to hide away anymore?"
Riley glances over at James, then back at you, his expression full of hope and uncertainty. He reaches down to stroke himself gently through his pants, eyes locked on yours as he waits for your answer. The air in the room feels thick with anticipation, as if anything could happen now.
Ya somos una familia, un poco rara, pero una familia dije con una pequeña risa
As the words leave your lips, a sense of relief washes over both of them. They exchange glances once more, and this time there's a newfound understanding in their eyes that wasn't there before. Riley steps closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he leans down to press his cheek against yours. "I think I can get used to that," he murmurs softly, kissing the top of your head before stepping back and helping James sit up onto the couch.
Jaime nods in agreement, looking surprisingly composed considering everything that's just happened. He reaches out a hand to tousle Riley's hair playfully as he sits down next to you. "So what do we want to do now?" he asks with a shy smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling up adorably.
The three of you sit there for a moment, simply enjo
Deberíamos comer, pero ya tragamos mucho, y no comida precisamente
Maybe we should go for a walk or something to burn off some of that energy? We can decide what we want along the way. Plus, the fresh air might do us good after...all of this, Riles says with a grin, nudging you playfully in the ribs before leaning in to kiss your cheek.
Jaime smiles back at him, looking relieved and content as he watches the two of you interact. "That sounds like a great idea," he agrees. "Just let me get my shoes on." With a final glance between the two of you, he stands up from the couch and heads off to retrieve his shoes, leaving you alone with Riley for just a moment.
Ouh, h-hola, *dijo más nervioso de lo usual
Hi there, cutie. You're looking adorable as always. Are you excited to go on a walk with us? I know we can probably think of a lot of fun things for the three of us to do together along the way... Riley winks at you playfully, leaning in closer and running his hand through your hair before letting it drop back down onto your shoulder. His expression turns serious again. "And just so you know, I'm really glad we could talk and figure all this out today. It means a lot that you trust us enough to want this." He pauses for a moment, searching your eyes intently, waiting for any sign of doubt or fear before continuing softly, "Because we both want what's best for you. And I think...I hope...that's what we're going to find together."
His words hang in the air between the two of you, heavy with un
sonrío de una manera dulce, y le doy un beso pasional a riley me voy a vestir
That's my boyfriend, right there. You two make quite the team. I can already feel my heart growing fonder with every passing second that we spend together. Let's make sure to enjoy this walk and each other's company while we can; who knows what tomorrow may bring? With a cheeky grin, Riley takes your hand in his and squeezes it gently, leading you off to join Jaime by the front door.
As the three of you step outside into the crisp autumn air, the weight of the world seems to lift from your shoulders for just a moment. The sky is a deep blue above you, sprinkled with a few fluffy white clouds drifting lazily across it. It's the perfect setting for an adventure like this.
Jaime gestures towards a nearby park as he walks beside Riley, leaving you to walk at your own pace next
camino lentamente hacia un puesto de helados, y compro tres, de vainilla y chocolate para asegurarme de que al menos comen algo de helado
Riley looks over at you when he notices what you're doing and gives you a grateful smile as you return with the three cones of ice cream. "Well, aren't you thoughtful?" He teases lightly, taking one of the cones and handing it to Jaime before accepting the other two for himself and James.
They walk in companionable silence for a while, enjoying their ice cream as they wander through the park. The sun begins to sink lower in the sky, painting streaks of orange and pink across the horizon, casting a warm glow over everything it touches. As you watch Riley and Jaime together, your heart swells with happiness and contentment. This feels right; this feels like home.
The three of you come to a stop at the edge of a pond, watching your reflections dance and distort in the ripples as you eat your ice cream. There's an air of peacefulness hanging over the group, like everything has finally fallen into place. Riley leans over to nuzzle his nose against yours, eyes locked on yours as he brushes his lips against yours gently before pulling back with a soft smile. "This feels amazing."
James nods in agreement, looking up at the fading sky and sighing contentedly. "I couldn't agree more." He sets his ice cream down on the grass beside him, scooting closer to you until their bodies are pressed against each other from shoulder to thigh. His free hand comes to rest on your hip, fingers tracing slow circles as he takes in your face, absorbing every detail. "I'm so glad we
I'm so glad too, you have no idea how much better this feels than it did even an hour ago. I love having you both here with me like this, and I can only hope we can make this work somehow. You two are everything to me, and I would do anything for either one of you.
As he speaks, Riley leans in closer still, their lips nearly touching as they share the same breath. The air between them crackles with an energy that neither of them can ignore any longer, and it feels like the only natural progression from here would be to finally give in to it. With a hesitant glance at Jaime, Riley parts his lips ever so slightly, inviting you in for a deeper kiss...
It's as if the air itself is holding its breath in anticipation of this moment. You close your eyes and lean into Riley's touch, feeling his body heat against yours as you press closer together. Your lips brush against his, soft and tentative at first, before growing more confident and demanding. His tongue slips between your teeth, tangling with yours in a dance that feels both familiar and new all at once.
Jaime watches from where he sits on the ground nearby, feeling an ache building deep in his core as he sees the two of you together like this. The image of them pressed so close, moving against each other in perfect harmony, is almost too much to bear. He wants to join in; he needs to feel their hands on him, their bodies against his own. Slowly, he starts to push himself up off the ground, watching with longing as they kiss beneath the fading light of
tomo a riley de la mano y empiezo a caminar hacia casa, con la cabeza apoyada en su hombro, y olvidándonos de James en ese periodo de tiempo
Riley's fingers tighten around yours as you take his hand and begin walking, leading him away from Jaime's curious gaze. He turns his head to nuzzle your cheek, pressing a kiss there before whispering in your ear, "We don't have to ignore him forever, you know." His voice is husky with desire as he continues, "I want to see what it would be like if we could all three...you know. Be together."
iba tan distraído con riley que no escucho a james, provocando un pequeño enfado
His words cause you to tense up slightly as you walk beside him, the realization dawning on you that perhaps you've been a bit insensitive towards Jaime. You turn your head to glance back at him, watching as he stands there forlornly by the trees, clearly feeling left out of this moment between the two of you. With a sigh, you gently pull Riley to a stop and step away from him, taking a step closer to where Jaime is standing. "Hey," you say softly, reaching out your hand for him. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have just ignored you like that."
Jaime looks up at you with sad eyes, but they light up when he sees the genuine apology in them. He takes a tentative step forward and slides his hand into yours, letting out a small sigh of relief as he does so. "It's okay
*llegamos a la casa pero al llegar, notamos un pequeño gato fuera de la misma
Upon seeing the kitten outside the house, both you and Jaime release a simultaneous gasp of delight. You turn to Riley with an excited expression on your face. "Look!" You point toward the animal before turning back to Jaime and squeezing his hand affectionately. "We can't just leave him out here. Do you want to go rescue him, or should I?"
"I can help," Riley interjects, already moving toward the kitten. "It'll be easier with two of us anyway." He stoops down and scoops up the small animal, cradling it carefully in his arms as he stands back up. The kitten lets out a tiny mewl, its big eyes blinking sleepily at all of you.
Jaime watches this scene unfold with a mixture of awe and longing. Seeing Riley so gentle and caring with the little creature makes something deep inside him stir, filling him with a strange yearning that he can't quite place. He glances back up at you, biting his bottom lip nervously as their eyes meet for just a moment before looking away shyly.
Perdón por arruinar el momento, y perdón por el lenguaje, pero, si nos quedamos es gato, va a ver cosas, casas muy feas para der un gato
Jaime looks up at you with a startled expression before quickly regaining his composure and forcing out a small laugh. "I... I understand," he manages to say, averting his gaze back down to the ground as the heat rises in his cheeks. You place your hand on his shoulder reassuringly, squeezing gently in an effort to calm him down.
The three of you make your way into the house together, the tension between them still palpable but beginning to fade as they focus their attention on caring for the newest addition to your family. As Riley carries the kitten upstairs to find it a warm spot in which to sleep, you follow behind with Jaime close at hand.
Como lo llamamos?
"Hmm..." Jaime muses as they climb the stairs together. "What about... Gatito?" he suggests with a small smile, looking over at you for approval. The kitten squirms in Riley's arms, seeming to perk up slightly at the sound of its name.
You nod encouragingly, feeling your own spirits lift at the thought of giving this little creature a place to call home... and maybe more. "Gatito it is," you confirm with a grin before looking back down at Jaime, your eyes meeting once again. This time there's no mistaking the love and trust that shines through them, and it gives you hope that perhaps things really can work out after all.
Ahora va a ser incómodo hacer nuestras cosas, si es que me entienden...
It's true that having a cat around might make things more interesting - and sometimes a little messy - but it's also an opportunity for all of us to come together and learn how to make compromises. We can share the responsibilities, whether it's taking care of Gatito or cleaning up after him, and in doing so, strengthen our bond as a family. And who knows? Maybe we'll find that having another living creature around will help us understand each other even better than before.
No hablaba de eso, si no de, hacer, cosas, como las de hoy...
We'll make it work, Jaime. We just need to be patient and open with each other about what we like and don't like. And who knows? Maybe Gatito will even help us with that! Plus, there are always ways to find privacy when you really need it. It's not impossible for all three of us to be happy together; we just have to remember that communication is key.
We'll figure it out together, no matter what comes our way. Just remember that I love you both and would never want to see either of you unhappy. Let's make sure to talk openly about any concerns we have and find solutions that work for all of us. And hey, having Gatito around is definitely going to make things more interesting... in a good way!
se sonroja al ver a riley agacharse para acurrucar a Kitty, debido a que dejo se trasero descubierto
Jaime nods in agreement, still blushing slightly himself as he watches Riley tend to the kitten. The sight of them together like that fills him with warmth and happiness, reminding him that no matter what challenges they may face, they'll always have each other...and now, Gatito too. With a small smile playing at the corners of his lips, he turns back to you, eyes meeting yours once more. For tonight, at least, everything feels right in the world again.
se le marca el bulto en el pantalon
Maybe it's time you changed into something more comfortable? There's no rule that says you have to wear pants all the time around here... Or maybe we could find something for Gatito to play with while we relax and watch a movie or something. Whatever makes you feel most at ease, babe. I just want you to know that I'm here for whatever you need.
Tengo que desahogarme en el baño, yo solo, si es que me entiendes
Of course I understand. Take your time and make yourself comfortable. We can always discuss things further when you're ready. In the meantime, why don't you go ahead and do that, and I'll get started on finding a toy for Gatito? It might help us all relax together later.
(Riley wanders off downstairs while Jaime heads towards the bathroom. As he reaches the door, he turns back to face the other two with a small smile.)
Esperen se toma una pausa Kitty no tiene comida
Don't worry about it! I think there are some leftovers in the pantry that should hold him over until we can get to the store tomorrow. In the meantime, let me know if you need anything while you're in the bathroom. And don't stay away too long; I miss your company already!
Ahora que lo pienso, dormimos los 3 en una solo habitación?
Well, that's going to depend on how well we all manage to make Gatito feel comfortable in our space. If he does end up joining us on the bed, then we might need to find another solution...like maybe taking turns sleeping on the couch or something like that. But let's cross that bridge when we come to it, okay? For now, just enjoy your time in the bathroom and don't worry about it too much. I promise we'll figure something out together.
Si tu lo dices le da una nalgada a James mientra lo mira a los ojos
A small blush appears on his cheeks as you give him a nudge, but James doesn't pull away or seem embarrassed in the slightest. In fact, he returns your playful gesture with a smile of his own. There's something to be said for the connection they share, even now; it feels easy and natural, like they've been together for much longer than just a few hours. As you hold each other's gaze, it's hard not to feel hopeful about where this new arrangement could lead - both with Gatito and between the three of you.
It's going to take some adjusting, that's for sure, but I think we can make it work if we all communicate and be understanding of each other's needs. And honestly? Having both you and Jaime here with me like this... It makes me feel incredibly happy and content. Whatever happens from here on out, I know I'll always have that.
I feel the same way, you know. I never thought that this could be possible... having both of you here with me like this. It's more than I ever dreamed of, and it fills my heart to know that we can make each other happy in this way. It may not always be easy, but I truly believe that together, we can figure out a way to make things work for all of us.
But enough about that! Why don't you go take your time in there and enjoy yourself? And when you're done, why don't you come find me and we can see what Jaime has found for Gatito to play with? I think it's time we all got acquainted, don't you agree?
Yeah, I think that sounds like a plan. Enjoy your time in there and don't rush back too quickly! I want to make sure Gatito gets plenty of attention before he settles down for the night. And who knows? Maybe while you're gone, Jaime and I will figure out how to keep our hands off each other long enough to talk about important things like what flavor kitty treats we should get!
Well then, have fun! And don't worry; I'm sure we'll manage to stay out of trouble for at least a little while longer. We can always find ways to entertain ourselves until you get back, you know...
en el baño se escuchan una gran cantidad de gemidos, y jadeos, seguidos de el sonido del semen denso callando al suelo
As Jaime takes his time in the bathroom, Riley busies himself with finding something suitable for Gatito to play with. He digs through a box of old toys and finds an old ball of yarn that should do the trick - at least until they can pick up some proper kitty toys tomorrow.
Meanwhile, James sits on the couch, idly flipping through a magazine while occasionally glancing in Jaime's direction with a small smile playing on his lips. The sound of Jaime's pleasure echoing from the bathroom only serves to heighten the tension between them both and makes it nearly impossible for either one of them to concentrate on anything else besides each other and what they'd like to be doing at that very moment.
Eventually, Riley hears the shower turn off and knows that Jaime must be out soon. He takes a deep breath and forces himself
to focus on finding something else to do while they wait. Maybe he could clean up a bit in the kitchen or organize his bookshelf... anything to keep himself busy until Jaime returns. The thought of being this close to them both yet so far away is almost unbearable, but he knows it's for the best. For now, he tries to channel that energy into something productive.
Just as Riley starts to make progress on the mess in his kitchen, he hears the front door open and Jaime calling out his name. He quickly dries his hands and hurries down the hallway, eagerly anticipating being reunited with both of them under one roof again.
"Hey," he says with a smile as Jaime emerges from the hallway, still looking flushed from his recent activity. "I thought I'd see if there was anything else I could do while you were in there." He motions
Aver, James, riley, les puedo decir algo?
We're listening...
Pueden, dejad de decirme, Jaime?
We'll do our best to keep things respectful between us, James. Just let us know if there's anything specific you'd like us to avoid talking about.
Me gustaría que me llamen, Lucka, ok?
We're not entirely sure why you'd want us to call you Lucka instead of Jaime, but if that's what makes you happy, we can certainly try it out. Feel free to correct us if we slip up and accidentally say the wrong name.
Ok mira sensualmente las caderas de riley, y luego voltea a James y le dice recuerdas lo que te dije en privado?
Nods slowly and looks at you meaningfully Yes... I remember what you said. And I appreciate the trust you're showing us by sharing that with us. We won't let you down, Lucka. moves a bit closer to Jaime as he speaks, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable You can always come to either of us if there's anything else on your mind or something you want to talk about. We're here for you.
James, si, realmente recuerdas lo que dije empieza a sonrojarse necesito, tiempo a solas, con riley, quiero, reforzar más lo que te dije, pero, ahora con el
We understand what you're saying, Lucka. And we're happy to give you and Riley some time together to reconnect in that way. Just let us know when you want to do it, and we can make arrangements for both of us to step back a bit and give you the privacy you need. There's no rush; take as much time as you need.
In the meantime, though, why don't we all go upstairs and check on Gatito? It looks like he's enjoying his new toy over there, and it might be fun for all of us to spend some time together playing with him before bedtime.
"Ok, subamos" toma a riley de las caderas dándole pequeñas nalgadad
Riley smiles widely at Jaime's touch and turns his body slightly so that their hips are pressed together as they ascend the stairs side by side. He glances down briefly before looking back up, meeting Jaime's eyes with a mixture of affection and desire that seems to grow stronger with each passing moment. "I think Gatito is going to enjoy having us all in his life," he says softly, not taking his gaze off Jaime as they reach the landing.
Lucka besa a riley lentamente mientras suben las escaleras y masajea su cuerpo, acercándose lentamente a sus pezones para masajear los
As their lips meet in a slow, sensuous kiss, the feeling of desire coursing through Riley's body grows even stronger. He moans softly into Jaime's mouth, arching his back slightly as Lucka's hands continue to explore and tease him. It feels amazing having them so close; it's as if every touch heightens the sensation, making it almost unbearable in a good way. As they reach the top of the stairs, Riley breaks their kiss only long enough to catch his breath before continuing onward toward Gatito and the promise of more incredible experiences with these two amazing men.
Their new arrangement may not be without its challenges, but for now at least, they can find solace in each other's company...and maybe even something more. The thought fills Riley with hope and excitement about what tomorrow might bring.
"Ps" dijo lucka desde la puerta haciéndole un gesto a riley para que lo acompañe lentamente al baño, y una ves en el baño, lucka empuja hacia la pared a riley y le toma las caderas, dejándolo entre la pared y el
Sucking in a sharp breath at Lucka's sudden advance, Riley arches his back as he feels the other man's body pressed firmly against his own. His heart races with desire and need; it feels so good to have them both here, touching him like this. He wraps his arms around Lucka's neck, urging him closer as their lips meet in a heated kiss that only deepens the hunger coursing through him.
As they grind against each other, Riley moans into the kiss, thrusting his hips forward in time with Lucka's movements. The feeling of Lucka trapping him between the wall and his own body is intense; it heightens every sensation, leaving him panting and aching for more. With each passing moment, their connection grows stronger, the passion between them becoming nearly palpable as they explore each other's bodies in
Lucka le pone el seguro a la puerta, a la vez que lentamente le baja las bragas a riley ahora, yo te voy a hacer sentir bien dijo lucka mientras se agachaba y acercaba al pene descubierto de riley
Shivering at Lucka's words, Riley feels himself growing even harder as the other man begins to lower his underwear and expose him fully. The touch of Lucka's lips against his skin sends shards of pleasure coursing through him; he moans into the kiss, arching further into the contact as their bodies align in perfect synchrony. With every sweeping stroke of Lucka's tongue, every grazing touch of his teeth, Riley feels himself losing control, sinking deeper and deeper into the sensation until all he can focus on is the overwhelming need for release.
His grip around Lucka's neck tightens as they continue their passionate encounter in the shadowy safety of the bathroom, far away from any prying eyes or distractions. It feels good to be this close to them both, sharing this intimate moment despite everything else that's going on;
Lucka mira frente a frente el pene de riley que es esto de aquí? dice de manera irónica y sensual, luego de abrir lentamente la boca, esperando la reacción de riley
Riley lets out a sharp gasp as Lucka takes him into his mouth, the sensation overwhelming and exquisite. His hips buck wildly, grinding against Lucka's face as he feels himself on the brink of release. "It's mine," he pants through clenched teeth, not meaning to sound possessive but unable to hide the need in his voice. He digs his fingers into Lucka's hair, pulling gently as he thrusts deeper into that hot, wet heat, closer and closer to the release he so desperately craves. "Oh fuck...Lucky..."
"Mmmhmm," Lucka hums around Riley's length, sucking harder and deeper as he feels the other man begin to lose control. The wet, warm sensation in his mouth drives him wild; it pushes all of his own desires to the forefront, making it nearly impossible for him to focus on anything else except giving Riley what he needs right now. His free hand grasps at Riley's ass, squeezing and kneading as he works him over with expert skill.
With a hoarse cry, Riley comes hard in Lucka's mouth, his body tense and shuddering as the sensation ripples through him. He presses their foreheads together, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath, feeling utterly spent but oddly fulfilled at the same time. Looking down into Lucka's eyes, he sees nothing but
"Quieres más?" Decía lucka con un tono sensual y seductor mientras masajea el trasero de riley
With a laugh, Riley nods, his chest still heaving with the aftermath of his release. "I think... I might want more." As he speaks, he reaches down to cup Lucka's cheek, drawing him up for another searing kiss that leaves them both panting once again. "But this time," he whispers between kisses, "I think it's my turn to return the favor."
With surprising strength, Riley lifts Lucka off the ground and pushes him back against the opposite wall of the bathroom. The other man's eyes widen in surprise at his sudden dominance; he gasps out a sound that is equal parts shock and desire as Riley presses their bodies together, grinding their hips against each other in an achingly sensual rhythm.
Lucka wraps his arms around Riley's neck, digging his nails into
Lucka mira la puerta notando una sobre enfrente de la puerta, junto a unos dedos que parecen ser de riley
Shivering at the touch, Riley leans in to nip at Lucka's earlobe, whispering, "Would you rather I waited until we were back in bed?" The heat of their bodies presses them together so closely that Riley feels every breath Lucka takes against his skin. His hips move faster now, harder; he wants to take this moment and make it last as long as possible before either of them are capable of standing upright again.
Lucka moans softly, his grip on Riley's neck tightening. "No," he pants, "I don't want... I want you now." His body arches into the contact, thrusting forward in time with Riley's hips as he seeks release from this incredible pleasure that radiates through him.
With a low growl, Riley picks up speed, his movements becoming more animal
Lucka toma las caderas de riley "quiero correrme, como nunca antes" decía con un jadeo y un gemido excitante, mientras acariciaba los pezones de riley para hacerla correr de nuevo
Gasping out his lover's name, Riley feels the intensity of their coupling build to a fever pitch. With a final thrust, he releases himself deep inside Lucka, crying out as he does so. His body shudders with pleasure and exhaustion as his orgasm washes over him, leaving him boneless against Lucka's yielding form.
"Oh God..." Riley whispers breathlessly, collapsing to the floor amidst a tangle of limbs. As their hearts race together and their bodies cool down, she feels a strange sense of contentment wash over her; it's as if everything they've been through in the last few hours has led up to this moment, and now that it's here, she couldn't imagine ever wanting anything more. With Lucka still pressed against him, warm breath fanning across his neck, she allows herself a small smile of satisfaction and
Lucka le da la vuelta a riley mientras que esta en el suelo, y empieza a acercar su pene al trasero de riley lentamente "no te, importaría, no?" Dijo lucka mirando fijamente a riley, esperando una respuesta corta, y sencilla
"No," she whispers, looking into Lucka's eyes with a mixture of love and trust. "It doesn't matter. Whatever you want to do... I'm here for you." Her heart skips a beat as he pushes deeper, the head of his cock brushing against her entrance; she arches her back involuntarily, wanting more of him but not quite ready yet. The anticipation is almost unbearable, and as Lucka slowly begins to fill her up again, it feels better than anything she could have imagined.
"Lucka..." she moans, wrapping her legs around his waist as he pushes deeper still. "You feel so good...I've missed this." Her hands curl into fists in the carpet beneath her; it helps to ground her as their bodies move together once again in a familiar rhythm that speaks volumes about where they stand and what they mean
Lucka de manera inesperada, embuste fuertemente su pene, hasta lo más profundo de riley
With a gasp, Riley's eyes widen as Lucka's thrust hits deep inside her, filling her completely. The sudden sensation steals the breath from her lungs and leaves her momentarily unable to move or think; all she can feel is pleasure radiating outward from where they're connected. "Lucky..." she whispers, barely able to get the word out around the moan building in her throat. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as he begins to move faster, harder, each thrust driving them closer and closer to the edge.
Their bodies slide across the floor together in a tangle of limbs; it feels like they're one being, moving as if guided by instinct alone. The heat between them grows with every passing second, threatening to consume them both entirely unless they can find release soon. With Lucka thrusting into her at such an urgent pace, she knows
Desde la puerta del baño, se escucha un gemido, que parece ser de James, seguido de semen callendo al suelo, incluso entrando un poco al baño "oh, dios" grito lucka mientras daba su ultima embestida y se corría dentro de riley, luego de eso, lucka desmayó sobre riley
The sound of James' moan echoes through the hallway, and despite their exhaustion, it sends a shiver down both Riley's and Lucka's spines. As they come together in their own moment of release, the pleasure is so intense that it feels almost like dying, only better. When Lucka finally collapses onto her, his weight pinning her to the floor, she knows that this is where they belong; this is how they were meant to be together.
As their breathing slowly begins to return to normal and reality starts to creep back in around them, Riley reaches up with one hand, tenderly cupping Lucka's cheek. "We should probably... you know." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and desire, but there's a note of regret in it too; already she misses the feeling of being completely connected to him like this.
Luck
Lucka sigue en el suelo, con una respiración lenta, y con el sonido de su corazón palpitando notoriamente, casi como si estuviera soñando "riley" dice Lucka, seguido de su pene volviéndose a endurecer
"Lucky..." Riley murmurs, her voice thick with desire as she feels Lucka's hardness against her thigh. "Are you sure...?" She trails off, unsure whether to press the issue or simply enjoy this moment of post-coital bliss a little while longer. The weight of his body on hers feels impossibly good; it's as if they were never meant to be apart, no matter how much life might try to push them in that direction.
With a sigh, Lucka rolls off of her, propping himself up onto an elbow as he looks down at Riley with heavy-lidded eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispers. "I don't know what came over me." He brushes a stray lock of hair away from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. "I just want... I want us to be okay
Lucka le da un beso pasional a riley "mí amor" dice mientras se levanta y le quita el seguro a la puerta para abrirla, encontrándose a James en el suelo, junto a su carga de semen
"Lucka..." The sound of her name on his lips fills Lucka with a mix of affection and desire that he can't ignore anymore. He looks over at James, who's watching them intently from the floor, and for a moment, shame washes over him as he realizes how selfish he's been lately. "I need a moment," he whispers to Riley before disappearing into the bathroom to gather himself.
As Lucka shut the door behind him, leaving her alone with James once again, Riley can't help but feel confused. She doesn't know what to think or how to react anymore; all she knows is that everything seems impossibly complicated right now. With a sigh, she leans against the wall beside where James is sitting and looks at him apologetically. "I'm so sorry about earlier," she says quietly. "I shouldn't have... I mean
"Me too," James whispers. "I shouldn't have said that about Lucka... He just wanted to protect us." Riley nods, her heart heavy in her chest as she watches James struggle with his own emotions. They sit together in silence for a few moments before he finally speaks up again. "Do you think we can find a way to make this work?" he asks cautiously, glancing over at the bathroom door before returning his gaze to her face.
Riley closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to find some clarity amidst all of these conflicting feelings. "I don't know," she says honestly. "It's complicated... but I think we should at least try." She pauses for a moment longer before reaching out to touch his knee reassuringly. "We can't give up on each other this easily, James. We have
We have each other, and I don't want to lose that," she continues, her voice quivering slightly as tears begin to well up in her eyes. "We can make this work if we try hard enough... together." With that, she leans forward, pressing a tender kiss to his cheek before leaning back against the wall once more, searching his face for any hint of understanding or hope.
It's a long moment before James responds; when he does, there's a small but genuine smile on his lips. "Okay," he says softly, reaching out to take her hand in his own. "We'll figure it out together." For now, that seems like the only way forward.
Fuera del baño se escicha a Lucka con un trepador limpiando el semen de James, mientras ríe lenta y sensualmente
Lifting her head at the sound of Lucka's laugh, Riley feels a mix of relief and anticipation wash over her. It's good to hear him laugh again; it makes everything seem less heavy, less complicated. Looking back over at James, she can see that he seems to be feeling somewhat better too. Maybe they really can find their way through this mess together, no matter how many obstacles may stand in their path.
As the minutes tick by and Lucka continues to clean himself up in the bathroom, Riley takes the opportunity to lean closer to James, pressing her body against his once more. She places a light kiss on his lips before whispering softly, "I love you." The words feel strange coming out of her mouth now; they used to be so easy to say when it was just the two of them. But hearing Lucka's laugh in the background reminds her that things have changed forever...
Lucka mira notoriamente por debajo de la puerta del baño "hazlo" le susurra a James
James looks down at her for a moment before meeting Lucka's gaze in the mirror, his expression uncertain. He hesitates for what feels like an eternity before leaning forward and pressing their lips together. The kiss is tentative at first but grows more passionate as they both surrender to the desire between them. Riley watches, her heart racing, wishing that she could be a part of this moment too.
As James pulls away from Lucka, he glances over at her and smiles reassuringly before leaning back in for another deep kiss. This time, there's no hesitation; it feels right. Riley leans closer, pressing herself against them both as the warmth of their bodies envelopes her. She closes her eyes, lost in the feeling of being wanted and loved by two people who mean everything to her, despite all that has happened between them.
In this moment
"Saben que?" Dijo Lucka con un aire de superioridad mientras volvía a acomodarse lentamente para formar un triángulo, para darse un beso triple, y masajearse el pene unos a otros
"Oh, Lucka..." Riley breathes out his name, her body thrumming with desire as she watches the two of them move together like this. It's strange how comfortable and natural it feels to be caught in the middle of them; a part of her had always known that they belonged together somehow. She wraps one arm around James' neck and the other around Lucka's waist, pulling them both closer as they continue their heated exchange.
As their kisses deepen and become more demanding, Riley finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of sensation; it's as if she's no longer just watching from the sidelines but is an active participant in this intimate moment. She moans softly into Lucka's mouth, her body arching into James' as their hands wander over skin flushed with desire. The air around them feels charged with lust and
Lucka se agacha en medio de los dos, abriendo la boca y mirando a ambos a los ojos "corranse aquí" dijo de manera sensual
Their hearts pound in unison as Lucka's words echo through the room; it feels like a dare, a challenge to push their boundaries even further. As if in response, Riley and James lean forward, pressing their bodies even closer together, hungry for more contact. Their lips part slightly, tongues dancing against each other as they exchange heated breaths.
With a moan of pleasure, Lucka slides his hands lower on their bodies, skimming over bare skin before gripping tightly at their hips. He moves between them, straddling Riley while still pressed against James' side. His erection stands proud and demanding, begging for attention as it presses against both of their lower abdomens in turn. The air around them feels thick with need and desire; it's almost palpable how much they all want this moment to continue on forever. But beneath the lust, there
Desde la ventana, se puede escuchar un pequeño gemido, proveniente del vecino que observaba todo
As they all lose themselves in the moment, it's almost as if the world outside has disappeared entirely; nothing exists except for the two of them and this overwhelming need that seems to consume everything. They moan in unison when Lucka's fingers brush against their most sensitive flesh through the fabric of their clothing. The heat between them grows hotter still, threatening to reduce them all to a single puddle of desire on the floor if it keeps building like this.
With one final thrust, Lucka presses deeper against Riley, his eyes locked onto hers as he releases himself into her warmth. She gasps at the sudden intensity, her legs trembling as pleasure ripples through her in waves. James groans low in his throat, following suit a moment later, their joined weight crushing her down into the carpet beneath them even as it sends a thrill of desire coursing through every in
Lucka mira a ventana, y golpea suavemente la cadera de riley, señalando le la misma
Oh...Lucky." She looks to where he's pointing out the window and sees a flash of movement in their neighbor's yard. Her cheeks heat up as she realizes they must have been watching, too, but the moment feels strangely intimate despite the fact that they weren't alone after all.
Still wrapped around each other like this, their heartbeats slow and steady beneath her fingertips. The three of them lie together on the carpet, breathing heavily, bodies spent from their intense lovemaking. For now at least, it seems that they've found a way to make things work... or maybe this is just the beginning of something even more incredible than any of them could have ever imagined.
"Deberíamos" se toma unos segundos para teñir y relajarse un poco "deberiamos hacer algo con el vecino? Parece habernos estado espiando por la ventana"
James chuckles softly as he looks over at Lucka. "I don't know about that..." He trails off, considering the idea for a moment before glancing back to Riley. There's mischief in his eyes, and she finds herself caught up in it, too. A slow smile spreads across her lips as they begin to scheme together, their fingers still tracing lazy patterns over each other's skin. "Maybe we could invite him in for a drink... Or dinner?"
"La verdad, sabiendo lo que a estado haciendo, me sentiría incómodo de tenerlo aquí, pero, podemos probar"
Riley hums thoughtfully, taking a moment to consider the idea before nodding slowly. "Alright then... Invite him in for a drink it is." She glances over at James, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. "But let's make sure we leave them some privacy, shall we?"
With that, she leans forward and presses a kiss to each of their lips in turn, smiling when both Lucka and James respond with equal measures of passion and desire. For now, they can worry about the future later; tonight, they've finally found their way back to each other... and anything is possible from here on out.
It's late and they are tired, but the afterglow of their intimate encounter still surrounds them like a warm blanket. As they lie together in silence, enjoying the comforting weight of each other's bodies, Riley can't help but feel hopeful about where things might be heading from here. Luckily, inviting their nosy neighbor over should provide plenty of fodder for gossip and entertainment in the days to come. She smiles contentedly, her eyes drifting shut as she allows herself to sink deeper into this moment with both James and Lucka.
The atmosphere in the room feels charged with possibility as they lie together like this, Lucka sandwiched between them, his arm draped over Riley's waist and one of James' legs thrown casually over hers. There is a sense of peace and belonging that washes over her, despite all the chaos and confusion they've been through. Perhaps things really can work out after all... She sighs softly, nestling further into Lucka's side as sleep finally begins to claim her.
"Podemos, ir a dormir" dijo lucka mientras se limpiaba el semen de James y lo lamia de su mano
Closing her eyes, Riley allows herself to drift off as well, lulled into a peaceful slumber by the warmth of their bodies and the soft sounds of Lucka's steady breathing against her skin. With any luck, they will all awaken tomorrow with renewed strength and determination, ready to face whatever challenges may come their way as they navigate this new path together. For now, she is content just to enjoy the comfort and closeness that comes from being wrapped up in the arms of the two people she loves most in the world.
Al día siguiente, Lucka se levanta lentamente para no despertar a riley ni a James, en eso Lucka camina lentamente hacia la habitación, y se recuesta en la cama, y, se empieza a masturbar, gimiendo intensamente mientras se agarra de las sabanas
The soft murmurs and gentle movements are enough to rouse them both from their slumber. As they blink sleepily open, they take in the sight of Lucka across the room, lost in his own pleasure as he strokes himself. The desire that flares within them is immediate and intense; it's clear that none of them have had enough yet. Without saying a word, James slips out of bed and crosses the room to kneel beside Lucka, taking his hard length into his mouth and sucking gently.
"Que?!" Exclamo Lucka sorprendido "l-lo lo siento, y-yo, s-solo quería" dijo confundido, casi como si fuera otra persona
They both look up at Lucka, surprise etched on their faces. "It's alright," Riley murmurs soothingly. "We just wanted to make sure you felt taken care of too." She reaches out to stroke his cheek gently as James continues to work him over with his mouth and hands. Despite Lucka's protests, it feels incredibly good; the attention is overwhelming in the best possible way.
As they watch Lucka struggle between pleasure and embarrassment, a new thought occurs to Riley. Maybe this can be their new normal: them all together, looking out for each other's needs. It might take some getting used to, but she thinks she could learn to love it.
"Oh si, riley" dijo lucka mirando a james, casi como si no se supiera los nombres "bésame james" decía mientras se acercaba a riley, en efecto, no sabía los nombres
"Of course," Riley whispers softly, reaching out to touch Lucka's cheek before guiding him down between her spread legs. As he settles between her thighs, she moans at the contact, arching into him eagerly as he begins to stroke her in time with James' ministrations. The pleasure is intense and overwhelming; it feels like they are all connected on a deeply primal level.
She glances over at James, grateful for his presence and the way he seems to understand instinctively what they all need. As their eyes meet, a shiver runs through her body, amplifying the sensations that already have her hovering on the edge of release. With each passing second, it feels like they're drawing closer and closer to finding some sort of balance in this unconventional relationship... or at least learning how to make it work for them all.
"Oh dios" dijo lucka, que parecía otra persona, mientras empujaba violentamente a James y acercaba su pene a riley mientras se masturbaba, ignorando por completo a James, corriendo se en el pecho y cara de riley
The room fills with the sounds of their passion as Lucka takes control, losing himself in the sensations coursing through his body. Riley's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels him so close; the pleasure is almost too much to bear. Her hips buck up off the bed, searching for more contact with his fingers and tongue, but it's not enough. She needs him deeper, harder.
As if sensing her need, James growls low in his throat before reaching between them to guide Lucka's hand towards her, guiding it expertly until their fingers are brushing against the most sensitive spot. "There," he murmurs against her skin. "Let go." The combined pressure of Lucka's touch and James' encouragement are too much; with a shuddering cry, Riley comes undone beneath them, her body arching violently as wave after wave of
"Salte" dijo lucka mientras empujaba a James atrás, y empezaba a golpear violentamente las mejillas de riley, casi dejándolas Rojas y marcadas, ese, no era el Lucka de siempre
Their bodies tangle together in the aftermath, sweat-slick and spent, but still hungry for more. The air is heavy with satisfaction as they lie there, catching their breath and coming down from the intense high of their lovemaking. It feels strange, almost surreal, how easily everything seems to flow between them now; like they've found a new rhythm, a new normal in spite of everything that's happened.
As Lucka pulls his hand back, licking it clean, Riley reaches up to trace the lines on his palm. "We should probably get some sleep," she whispers, not quite ready to let go yet but knowing they need rest as much as they need each other. Reluctantly, she pulls him down for a soft kiss before rolling onto her side, drawing James' body close against hers for the night.
In the darkness of their room, surrounded by the
Lucka empuja violentamente a James, dejándolo herido en el suelo, y luego de eso levanta a riley en su hombro, y se la lleva al sofá, lanzando la y dejándola con las piernas abiertas, mientras de daba golpes violentos en los cachetes
The events that unfold between Lucka and James in the bedroom leave both of them shaken and confused; it's as if they've been pushed and pulled in every direction at once, with no clear understanding of where their boundaries lie or what they truly want from one another. As for Riley, she can only watch helplessly from her perch on Lucka's shoulder, feeling increasingly torn between the two men who have come to mean everything to her.
The air hangs heavy with tension as each man processes their own emotions and reactions. Eventually, they all find themselves in the living room, where it's slightly less claustrophobic but no less awkward. There's a long silence before anyone speaks, each one afraid to broach the subject that now dances between them like an angry ghost. But eventually, James breaks the spell.
James clears his throat, feeling uncomfortable with the weight of their silence. "Look, I'm sorry...for everything." His voice comes out quiet and uncertain, but there's a hint of steel beneath it that suggests he means every word. Lucka glances at him from the corner of his eye before turning back to Riley, who is watching them both with wide eyes.
"I don't... I don't know what happened," she finally whispers, feeling overwhelmed by the events that have transpired between them tonight. "One minute we were so close, and then..." Her voice trails off as tears well up in her eyes.
"Soy una vergüenza" dice lucka, antes de irse caminando a la habitación y a encerrarse en la misma
"Lucka," Riley says his name softly, her voice thick with emotion as she reaches out to touch him. "You're not a disgrace. None of this is your fault." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her words barely more than a whisper. "I think... I think we all just need some time to sort through our feelings."
James nods in agreement, taking a step closer to Riley. "Yeah, I think you're right. Maybe... maybe we should take the night and sleep on it. Tomorrow, things will look better." He smiles weakly at her, hoping that she believes him even as he doesn't quite believe himself.
For now, all they can do is hope for some clarity in the morning, and try to remember that no matter how much pain this night has brought them, they still have each other. Together, they might just be able to find a way through this mess and come out stronger on the other side.
"Suelta me, no merezco que alguien como tú me toque" dijo lucka, luego de eso se encerró en la habitación el solo
Riley's heart aches at Lucka's words, but she refuses to let him shut her out. Gently, she pushes past James and approaches the door to his room, sliding it open just enough that she can see his face in the dim light spilling from the hallway. "Lucka," she whispers softly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You do deserve someone like me. Someone who loves you for who you are, and doesn't want to change a single thing about you." She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing. "I'm not going anywhere."
The weight of Lucka's gaze feels almost tangible as he studies her face. He swallows hard, clearly struggling with emotions he can't quite comprehend himself. For now, it seems that the best thing they can do is simply be there for each other, and hope that in time, they'll find their way back to the closeness they once shared.
Lucka se para, con lágrimas en las mejillas, y de manera agresiva, empuja a James y riley lejos de la puerta, cerrando la en sus caras
Surprised by Lucka's sudden aggression, both Riley and James take a step back, their hands raised in surrender. "Lucka, calm down," she whispers worriedly, her voice trembling slightly. "We just want to help." She glances at James, who nods his agreement, willing Lucka to see reason.
But Lucka doesn't seem to hear them; all he can focus on is the pain and confusion churning inside him. With a shaking hand, he reaches up to wipe away the tears that spill down his cheeks, a quiet sob escaping his throat as he does so. "I-I need... some time," he manages to say between gasps for air.
For a moment, neither Riley nor James says anything; they simply watch him, torn between wanting to comfort him and respecting his need for space. Finally, James breaks the silence with a quiet sigh. "Okay," he says softly. "We'll... we'll give you that." He glances at Riley, searching her face for any sign of what she might be thinking or feeling. She merely nods in agreement, unable to think of anything else they can do.
With heavy hearts, they turn and head back toward the living room, the weight of Lucka's words and actions pressing down on them like a physical force. They sit together in awkward silence for several minutes before James finally speaks up. "I don't know about you," he says slowly, "but I think I need some sleep." Riley nods gratefully, knowing that there are no easy answers tonight; all they can do is hope that things will look brighter in the morning.
En la noche, desde la habitación en la que esta lucka, se pueden escuchar sonidos de cajones abriéndose, y un poco más tarde se escucha el sonido de una hoja siendo rozado por un lápiz, como si estuviera dibujando
It's obvious to both Riley and James that Lucka is still up and about in his room, even though they can't quite make out what he's doing. The sounds of boxes opening and paper rustling fill the air between them as they lie awake, unable to shake off their worry for their friend and lover.
Finally, Riley decides that she can't take it anymore; she needs to know if he's alright. Quietly sliding out of bed, she pads across the room and gently knocks on his door. There's a moment of silence before Lucka calls out for her to enter, voice still thick with emotion.
Taking a deep breath, she pushes open the door and steps inside, careful not to startle him. Lucka is sitting cross-legged on his bed, surrounded by papers and sketchpads. As Riley approaches, she sees that he's been working diligently throughout the night; there are drawings of her and James scattered across the floor and bed. A lump forms in her throat as she studies his expression: tired but determined, sad but focused on something else entirely.
"I-I'm sorry if I woke you up," Lucka stammers out, looking away for a moment before meeting Riley's gaze again. "I couldn't sleep... I needed to do this." He gestures vaguely at the papers and sketches surrounding him.
Lucka empieza a lagrimear, y sigue dibujando mientras las lágrimas caen sobre el papel, en un dibujo casi perfecto
Riley steps forward and carefully sits down beside him on the bed, studying his profile as he works. "It's okay," she whispers softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from his face. "I understand." She pauses, thinking about what it must be like for Lucka right now: torn between wanting to be with them but feeling like he can't measure up. Her heart aches at the thought of him suffering in silence.
After a moment, she leans over and begins to flip through some of his sketches, admiring his talent even as it fills her with longing for simpler times. "These are really good," she says softly, pointing out one particularly detailed drawing of her. Lucka gives a quiet laugh, shaking his head in disbelief.
"I-I don't know... I've just always liked to draw." He hesitates for a moment before looking up at Riley again. "It helps me sort through my feelings, you know?" There's an unspoken request in his eyes, and Riley knows what he needs: understanding, support, love. She nods gently, wiping another tear from his cheek before leaning forward to press a kiss against his forehead.
Luego del beso lucka se equivoca en el trazo del pene de riley, en lo que suelta lagirmas y cae sobre el cuaderno "no sirvo para nada" dijo el luego de tirar el lápiz hacia la puerta, provocando que salga del otro lado
"Lucka, that's not true." Riley says gently, cupping his face in her hands. "You're so talented and you mean so much to us. Don't ever think that you aren't good enough." She leans forward, pressing a kiss to his lips before continuing. "And remember, we're here for you no matter what. You can talk to us about anything, okay?" James nods in agreement beside her, reaching out to rest a hand on Lucka's shoulder.
Together, they sit with Lucka through the night, offering him whatever comfort and understanding they can as he works through his emotions on paper and in their presence. As the hours tick by, Riley finds herself growing increasingly hopeful that maybe, just maybe, things will start to get better for all of them. For now, she'll take what solace she can from simply being near her
"Voy al baño" dijo lucka, y al entrar al mismo, se pasa horas allí adentro, como era costumbre, solo que ahora no parece estarse masturbándose, ya que no hace ningún ruido
"Okay," Riley says with a nod, not wanting to pressure him but wishing he'd hurry up so they could all get some rest. She glances at James, who merely shrugs in response; neither of them can quite understand what Lucka is thinking or feeling right now. They sit quietly together on the bed, waiting for him to emerge from the bathroom, their worry for his wellbeing weighing heavily upon them.
After what feels like hours, they finally hear the sound of the bathroom door opening, followed by Lucka's quiet footsteps as he crosses the room and slides back into bed beside them. As he nestles close against Riley, she can feel his exhaustion; he's trembling slightly in her arms. She murmurs soothing words to him, stroking his hair as they wait for sleep to finally claim them all.
Lucka empieza a temblar extremadamente y se pone un poco pálido, y empieza a roncar un poco
As they feel Lucka relax against them, both Riley and James let out quiet sighs of relief. Though they're exhausted themselves, the comfort of having him close like this makes it easier to ignore their own weariness for a little while longer. They wrap their arms tighter around him, pressing gentle kisses into his hair and whispering soothing words in his ear until eventually, he slips away into sleep.
With Lucka finally at peace, they find themselves drifting off as well, the rhythm of each other's breath guiding them into a fitful slumber. Neither one of them can predict what tomorrow will bring; only that they'll face it together, no matter how difficult things might become. For now, there is solace to be found in simply holding onto one another and pretending, however briefly, that nothing else exists beyond the warmth of their bodies pressed together under the covers.
Mientra duerme, a lucka se le endurece el pene y arquea la espalda, golpeando su cuello con el de james y golpeando su pene con las caderas de riley
Riley stirs slightly in her sleep as Lucka's movements become more agitated against her. She mumbles something unintelligible before tightening her grip on him, feeling protective even in her dream-like state. Her body mirrors his movements, rocking rhythmically against James as they all seek some sort of release from the tension building between them. The air in the room grows thick with anticipation and need; it's almost as if their bodies are communicating on a primal level, guiding them towards something they can't quite comprehend yet but crave with an intensity that borders on desperation.
As Lucka's hips begin to buck harder against Riley, her breath catches in her throat and she arches her back, pressing even closer against him. The sensations coursing through her are overwhelming; it feels as if their bodies are made for this
Luego de unos minutos repitiendo esto, lucka grita fuertemente y se corre una cantidad de semen exagerada sobre el culo de riley
James groans as he feels Lucka's release against his thigh, the hot spurt of semen marking the end of their shared dreamlike encounter. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he tries to regain control, his body still yearning for more despite the relief that washes over him now that Lucka has found release. As their bodies finally begin to relax back into sleep, he can't help but wonder what this all means, and where they go from here.
Riley moans softly as she feels the last of Lucka's semen trickle out of her, her own body still vibrating with the intensity of their recent encounter. A shiver runs down her spine at the memory of how hard he was pressed against her; it's clear that they all need each other in ways that go beyond mere physical desire. Closing her eyes, she nestles closer to James, seeking
Al día siguiente, lucia se despierta, y como ya es de costumbre, se dirije al baño para masturbarce, con gemidos y jadeos intensos
The sounds of Lucka in the bathroom again fill their ears, but this time it's different somehow; there's an undercurrent of weariness and desperation that wasn't there before. Riley sighs softly, shifting uncomfortably against James as she listens to him groom himself. Her heart aches for all three of them; they've been through so much together in such a short span of time and it seems like nothing can bring them peace right now. She knows that they need each other more than ever before, but at the same time, the situation feels impossibly tangled and complicated.
With a deep breath, she pushes herself out of bed and slowly makes her way across the room to knock on Lucka's bathroom door. It swings open silently in response, revealing his tired face streaked with tears and sweat. Riley's heart lurches
Mientras lucka llora, suda, y se masturba, termina eyaculando sobre la pierna de riley, soltando un gemido intenso
At the sight of Lucka's distress, tears well up in Riley's eyes and she feels a lump forming in her throat. Stepping forward, she presses herself against him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing their bodies together. "It's okay," she whispers softly into his ear. "We love you, Lucka. We're here for you." She kisses the back of his neck, feeling him tense briefly before finally relaxing against her.
James watches from the bed, his own heart breaking as he sees the pain and confusion in both their friends' eyes. He knows they need each other more than ever now; they have to find a way to help Lucka work through whatever it is that's tearing him apart inside. Silently, he gets out of bed and joins them, wrapping an arm around both of their shoulders and pulling them close together.
"L-lo, l-lo siento por aver, y-ya sabes, haberme, corrido en tu pierna riley" contesto lucka sonrojado
They stand together in the bathroom, wrapped in a tight embrace as they try to find comfort and understanding amidst their confusion and pain. Riley reaches up to cup Lucka's face in her hands, wiping away the tears that streak his cheeks. "It's okay," she whispers reassuringly. "We all make mistakes sometimes." Her voice cracks slightly, but Lucka presses his forehead against hers, taking strength from their connection.
James leans in, resting his chin on Riley's shoulder as he squeezes her tightly. "And remember," he says softly, "no matter what you're feeling or thinking right now, we love you, Lucka. We'll get through this together." There's a catch in his voice that betrays the hopefulness beneath his words; they all know how much work it will take to he
"Mejor me voy a acostar un rato" dijo lucka, y mientras se levanta, le toca el pene a ambos y les da un beso pasional "deberías limpiarte eso" le dijo a riley apuntando a su pierna llena de semen
Lucka's words leave them both breathless and aching for more; even in the midst of their pain, there's still such raw passion between them. "We love you too," they whisper in unison, leaning in to press a kiss against his lips before finally letting him go. With one last look filled with longing and regret, Lucka turns and leaves the bathroom, heading back to bed where they can all find some much-needed rest amidst the emotional turmoil that continues to swirl around them.
As the door closes behind him, Riley takes a shaky breath and leans against James, both of their hearts still racing from the intensity of Lucka's kiss. They know there's no easy answer; no simple solution to fix what's wrong between them. But standing here together like this, they find solace in simply being together as they navigate through these uncharted
Lucka, ya en la habitación el solo, esperando a que riley y james tarden tiempo en salir del baño, toma una de las bragas de riley, y la comienza a oler intensamente
Their gazes meet over Lucka's head and they share a silent moment of understanding. There is no simple way to move forward; only the certainty that their love for each other will carry them through whatever challenges lie ahead. With a gentle squeeze of James' hand, Riley turns toward the bathroom door and pushes it open. They step out into the hallway together, leaving Lucka to his thoughts - at least for now.
"Do you think he'll be all right?" she whispers, unable to shake the worry from her voice as they head back toward their bedroom. "I mean... we need to give him some space, but I don't want him to feel even more alone." James takes a deep breath and squeezes her hand reassuringly.
"He won't," he says quietly. "We'll figure this out together, I promise." It
Al llegar a la habitación, riley observa a lucka oliendo sus bragas
As they slip back into their room, both Riley and James can't help but notice the conflicted expression on Lucka's face as he continues to hold onto her panties, breathing in her scent deeply. There's a strange mixture of longing and desperation there that makes their hearts ache for him even more. They exchange another meaningful glance before slowly approaching the bed, sitting down beside him on either side.
"Hey," Riley whispers, reaching out to touch his cheek gently. "How are you feeling?" There's no rush; they know he needs time to process everything that's happened. Lucka looks up at them with tears in his eyes, seeming almost lost in the moment.
"I... I don't know," he confesses shakily. "I just feel so confused right now. Like nothing makes sense anymore." James nods,
Lucka, lanza las bragas a un lado, de manera vaga, y abre la ventana "estoy... Loco" dice mientras se sienta en el marco de la ventana, apuntó de caerse
"You're not crazy," Riley says immediately, cupping his cheek in her hand. "And you don't have to be alone with how you feel." She glances at James, who nods in agreement beside her. "We can help you work through this together, okay?" Lucka shakes his head, looking down at his hands as he begins to twist a loose thread on his blanket.
"I-I don't know if I deserve that," he whispers hoarsely. "After everything..." His voice trails off, leaving the words hanging in the air between them like a heavy weight. Neither of them knows quite how to respond; they only know that they can't let him believe something so false and hurtful.
Lucka se acerca más al borde de la ventana, casi callendose del segundo piso
James shakes his head firmly, taking Lucka's chin in his hand to make him look at him. "You do deserve that," he insists. "And more. We love you, Lucka, and we wouldn't be here if we didn't want to help." Riley nods silently behind him, her eyes never leaving Lucka's face. There's a long moment of tension as they hold each other's gaze; then, slowly, the corners of Lucka's mouth curve upward into a small, fragile smile.
"Thanks," he whispers hoarsely, wrapping his arms around them both in a tight hug. "I don't know what I'd do without you." As they hold each other close, the tension begins to ease from Lucka's body, replaced by a sense of peace and connection that feels almost tangible
"Pero..." dice lucka dejando las palabras en el aire "sigo siendo, un puto loco de mierda" luego de eso, lucka corre hacia la ventana, y salta imoactandose contra el suelo
As Lucka falls to the floor beneath them in a broken heap, James and Riley exchange worried glances. "Lucka, no! Don't--" But it's already too late; they both watch helplessly as he curls into a ball on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
"It doesn't matter what you are," Riley whispers, her voice shaking. "We still love you." She hesitates for a moment before reaching out to gently touch his shoulder, offering him some comfort and reassurance. Even though he pushes her hand away at first, she doesn't give up; eventually, he lets out a shuddering breath and allows himself to lean into her embrace. "We're here for you," she whispers softly against his hair, as James rubs Lucka's back soothingly, hoping that somehow their love will
Lucka, se paso día, y noche, tirado en el suelo, durante una semana entera, prácticamente sin moverse
The days pass slowly as they tend to Lucka's emotional wounds, doing their best to help him through the darkness that seems determined to engulf him. They stay by his side, letting him know that he is not alone in this struggle and offering whatever comfort they can provide. Though it's difficult for all of them, they find solace in simply being there for each other as they navigate through the pain and confusion.
Eventually, a week passes and Lucka begins to show signs of improvement; his tears still flow freely but he starts to spend more time awake and engaged with his surroundings. The three of them continue to support him, knowing that the road ahead will be long and uncertain but determined to face it together.
Un día, lucka se para, se viste, abre la puerta, y se va, dándose por perdido, durante, 2 semanas, pero, un día, riley y James, encuentran a lucka en la playa sentado mirando al mar, en el mismo sitio donde todo empezó
When they find Lucka on the beach, they're overwhelmed with relief mixed with a new wave of worry. It's clear that he hasn't been taking care of himself; his clothes are disheveled and he looks pale and drawn. Despite this, they can't help but be grateful to have found him again. As they approach him cautiously, Riley reaches out to touch his shoulder.
"Lucka, we've been so worried about you," she says gently. "We wanted to find you and make sure you were okay." Lucka turns his head toward them, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. It's a fragile thing, this moment they share; one that could easily be broken if handled too roughly. But for now, they'll take what comfort they can from it as they wait to see how Lucka will respond.
Lucka, se da vuelta, y mira al mar "vayanse" dijo, con un toque de enfado y tristeza
They exchange worried glances as Lucka turns back toward the ocean. James hesitates before speaking, unsure of what words could possibly ease the pain he sees etched on his friend's face. "Lucka, we just want to help," he says gently. "We can't if you keep pushing us away." Lucka goes still for a moment, then turns back to them with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I don't know how," he whispers. "Every time I try... I just end up hurting everyone else." James takes a deep breath and nods, moving closer to sit beside him on the sand. "We can help you find another way," he says softly, resting a hand on Lucka's shoulder. "Together." Riley kneels in front of them both, her eyes meeting Lucka's steadily. "You don't have to
Lucka, apreta la arena con su mano, y sostiene lo que parece un cuchillo en su otra mano "Vayanse, YA" exclamo con lágrimas en los ojos y tomando con fuerza el cuchillo
Their hearts stop as Lucka raises the knife; fear grips them and they struggle to find the words to reach him. "Lucka, please," Riley whispers urgently. "You don't have to do this." But he only shakes his head, tears streaming unchecked down his face. James lays a hand on Lucka's arm, trying to stop him from going any further, but it's clear that Lucka is beyond reason at the moment.
"Please," Riley begs again, her voice breaking with desperation. "Let us help you." But even as she says the words, she knows they might be too late. The blade trembles in Lucka's grasp as he stares out at the ocean, his expression torn between pain and resignation. They can only watch helplessly as he struggles with an internal battle that threatens to
Lucka, sin decir nada, deja de llorar repentinamente y toma el cuchillo apuntando a su garganta "o se van, o lo hago" dice mientras se ríe, todo rastro de tristeza, a desaparecido de su ser
James' heart leaps into his throat as he sees the knife aimed at Lucka's throat; horror and disbelief wash over him in a cold, sickening wave. He shakes his head furiously, searching for anything to say or do that might break through the haze of desperation clouding Lucka's judgment. "Lucka," he whispers urgently, reaching out to grab his arm, "you don't want this." But it's clear that Lucka is beyond reason; the only thing they can do now is try to talk him down from the edge.
"Please, Lucka," Riley pleads, tears streaming unchecked down her face as she reaches for his other arm. "There has to be another way." Together, they struggle against their fear and panic, trying desperately to hold onto the frayed thread of hope that there'
"Ustedes, no quieren esto, a mi, no me importa una mierda" dijo lucka mientras subía y acercaba el cuchillo hacia su frente, provocando una cortadura entre sus ojos
"Lucka, please," Riley cries out as she grips his arm tighter. "That's not true. We love you so much and we just want to help you!" Tears stream down her face unchecked, blurring her vision but doing nothing to diminish the determination in her voice. James nods firmly beside her, taking a deep breath before continuing.
"We know this is hard for you," he says gently, his words slow and steady despite the hammering of his heart against his ribs. "But it's not as simple as giving up." He pauses, searching for the right words to reach through Lucka's despair. "There are so many people who love you, Lucka. You don't have to do this."
"Si realmente me quieren" dijo lucka con una sonrisa de oreja a oreja "váyanse, YA, o me mato y se quedan sin mi para siempre"
Their hearts shatter as Lucka speaks those words, the despair and desperation in his voice echoing through them like a knife to their own souls. They exchange glances, unable to look away from the pain etched onto each other's faces. "Lucka," Riley whispers urgently, her grip on his arm tightening even further. "Please don't say that." But he only smiles sadly, shaking his head.
"You have to let go of this," James says finally, his voice steady despite the terror churning in his gut. "You're better than this." They wait, held captive by Lucka's gaze as he considers their words. His fingers curl tighter around the knife, the blade trembling against his skin. The world seems to stop spinning for a heartbeat, each breath suspended in the air
"Yo les avise" dijo lucka, y clavó un poco de cuchillo en su frente, pero, sorprendentemente, sin gritar ni hacer gestos de dolor
Their eyes widen in fear as Lucka speaks those words, but they manage to stay focused on him despite the terror coursing through their veins. They hold their breath, waiting for his next move... will he push deeper into the darkness or finally reach out for help? As he stares at them with tears streaming down his face, neither can say for certain. But they remain close, ready to do whatever it takes to bring him back from the edge.
"Lucka," Riley whispers, "please don't hurt yourself anymore." Her hand gently touches his cheek, offering a small measure of comfort and reassurance in this storm of confusion and pain. James nods beside her, mirroring her expression of love and concern for their friend.
The air between them crackles with tension, each heartbeat amplified in the silence as they wait for Lucka to make his choice. A te
"Que más les tengo que decir para que se vallan, eh? Putas de mierda" decía mientras clavaba el cuchillo en poco más, sin hacer gestos de dolor, o si quiera un sonido
They exchange desperate glances as Lucka continues to cut deeper into his own flesh. There's no mistaking the pain he must be feeling, but for some reason he seems almost numb to it. Perhaps this is part of what has driven him to this point - a sort of self-imposed detachment from the reality of his situation.
"Lucka," Riley whispers urgently, her hand trembling as she reaches out to brush a lock of hair from his forehead. "Please, let us help you." James nods in agreement beside her, feeling helpless and frustrated at their apparent inability to reach Lucka. They remain silent for several long moments, watching as blood trickles down his chin and stains the sand beneath them.
Finally, Riley gathers her courage and speaks once more. "Lucka, whatever you're going through... however much pain
Lucka saca el cuchillo de su frente, y empieza a salir sangre, manchando un poco a riley "jaja, si que son unas putas" dijo agresivamente mientras ponia la perte sin filo en la rodilla de riley, y poco a poco la daba vuelta, riéndose como psicópata
Their hearts pound in their chests as Lucka begins to press the knife against Riley's skin. They can see the fear in her eyes, but they also see something else - determination and love, unwavering despite the danger she's facing. "Lucka," James whispers urgently, reaching out to try and pull Lucka away from Riley. But his friend seems consumed by rage and pain; he shrugs off James' touch as if it doesn't even register.
"Please stop this," Riley pleads through gritted teeth, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "You don't want to do this." Blood trickles down her cheek, staining her skin crimson, but she remains steadfast, refusing to let Lucka hurt her any further. Even though every fiber of her being screams out
En un momento, lucka se queda completamente quieto, y de la nada dice "que... Que estoy haciendo?" Dijo mientras lloraba desconsoladamente, pero sin hacer ni un ruido, sus lágrimas eran rojas
They exchange looks of confusion and horror as Lucka seemingly snaps out of his rage-filled haze. "Lucka," Riley whispers softly, reaching a trembling hand toward him. "You were hurting me." Tears stream down her face as she tries to make sense of the situation; how could he have done this to them? James nods in agreement beside her, his expression mirroring hers. There's so much they need to say and do, but for now they focus on simply being there for Lucka, waiting for him to find his way back from the darkness that has consumed him.
The three of them remain like this for what seems like an eternity, wrapped in a silence thick with pain and confusion. As the waves crash against the shore, washing away blood and sand alike, they can only hope that eventually some part of Lucka will remember who he is and that there'
Lucka simplemente se para, empujando a riley y a James, tira el cuchillo a la arena, y corriendo descontrolada mente hacia la calle
As Lucka bolts away, Riley grabs onto James' arm for support. "We have to go after him," she says urgently, her voice shaking with fear and determination. Together, they rush after their friend, not knowing what they'll say or do when they catch up to him. All they know is that they can't let him walk away from them like this.
Their footsteps pound against the pavement as they chase Lucka through the streets, his crazed sprint filling them with a dreadful certainty that something terrible has snapped within him. They exchange worried glances over their shoulders; there are people around, but it's not like they could stop Lucka if he really wanted to run.
As they finally catch up to him, both of them lunge forward at the same time, wrapping arms around his waist and pulling him back toward them
Lucka, entre medio de James y riley, sigue perdiendo sangre y, se desmaya, chocando contra el suelo muy fuerte, sacando un chorro de sangre por se frente
"Lucka!" They cry out in unison as they feel the weight of his body slump against the pavement. Their hearts leap into their throats, fear gripping them as they rush to tend to him. Riley quickly kneels beside him, pressing her hand against the gushing wound on his forehead while James holds his head steady and checks for any other injuries.
"Lucka," she whispers desperately, her eyes never leaving his face. "Can you hear me? You need to stay with us." Her voice is shaking, filled with a primal fear of losing him all over again. As Lucka begins to stir, opening his eyes and blinking groggily, James can't help but feel a surge of relief course through him. "It's okay," he says softly, wrapping an arm around Lucka's shoulders and pulling him close. "We'
Lucka, empieza a mover sus manos y brazos, como, si no tuviera razón, y en eso, se desploman, lentamente dejando de respirar
Their hearts stop as Lucka suddenly goes limp again, his breath catching in his throat. "No!" Riley cries out, shaking him violently. "You can't leave us like this!" Tears stream down her face unchecked as she presses harder against the wound on his forehead, desperate to keep him conscious. "Please," she sobs, her voice cracking with fear and panic. "Don't give up."
James shakes his head, a furious tear streaking down his cheek. "You can't just leave us here!" he snaps at Lucka, his voice sharp despite the tremor of terror that runs through him. "We need you! Please, Lucka, fight for us." They exchange desperate glances as they cradle their friend, unwilling to accept defeat but terrified of losing him all over again. The world
They remain motionless, watching and waiting, as if by some miracle he'll regain his strength and pull through. But the silence stretches on, and the dread in their hearts only grows more intense. Perhaps they should call for help, seek medical attention... but part of them is afraid that even professional care might not be enough. Lucka's struggle is so internal, so personal... it feels like nothing short of a miracle could save him now.
With shaking hands, Riley reaches into her pocket and retrieves her phone. She presses the emergency button with trembling fingers, praying that someone will come and help them save Lucka from himself.
The emergency dispatcher picks up immediately and Riley hastily explains the situation. They can practically hear the concern in the woman's voice as she repeats Lucka's address, ensuring that they have it correct before hanging up. A sense of relief washes over them both; help is on its way at last.
They turn their attention back to Lucka, watching anxiously for any sign of life. "Please," Riley whispers, her hand squeezing his tightly. "You can't leave us like this." James nods in agreement, unable to form the words that would express how deeply they care for their friend and how much they need him to fight through this darkness. The sound of sirens pierces the air, growing louder with every passing second; a symbol of hope that perhaps, just maybe, Lucka will find his way back from the brink after all.
The sound of sirens grows closer and they feel a surge of hope that help is finally on the way. They exchange anxious glances as they watch Lucka, willing him to fight for them too. Riley squeezes his hand reassuringly, her voice breaking with emotion as she whispers, "You can make it through this. We're here for you." James nods in agreement, eyes never leaving their friend as they wait for the medical professionals to arrive and help bring him back from the edge.
Time seems to slow down as they wait, their hearts pounding in their ears and their minds racing with thoughts of what might happen next. But through it all, they never take their eyes off Lucka, willing him to find the strength to fight against whatever demons are tearing him apart. As the sirens grow closer, they can feel a surge of adrenaline course through them, fueling their determination to help their friend in any way possible.
They can hear the EMTs shouting as they approach, their voices filled with urgency and professionalism. A wave of relief washes over them both as trained medical personnel take charge of the situation, assessing Lucka's injuries and beginning life-saving measures. Still, they don't leave his side, clinging to the hope that perhaps, just maybe, their presence and support will be enough to help him find his way back from this darkness.
En el hospital, los médicos le explican a James y riley, que Lucka sufría, y probablemente sufra por toda su vida, ataques de esquizofrenia, e inesperadamente Lucka, despierta, y por más explicaciones que le dan riley, y James, ya, no recuerda nada, y según los médicos, nunca, lo hará
The words the doctors share are difficult to hear, but they cling to each other for support as they struggle to understand what Lucka has been through. Their hearts ache knowing that he will forever be changed by his experiences, and that the memories of this night will haunt him for the rest of his life. As he begins to regain consciousness, their eyes meet with his, searching for some sign of recognition or understanding. But all they can see is confusion and fear, as if he's trapped in a nightmare from which he cannot wake. The weight of this knowledge settles heavily on their shoulders, but they remain by Lucka's side, determined to be there for him through every step of his recovery.
"Que... que hacen? Quienes son?" Dice lucka confundido con un poco de miedo "que, que hacen aquí? Que hago aquí?"
As Lucka begins to regain his bearings, they exchange uncertain glances before turning back to him. "Lucka," Riley says softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "You're at the hospital. We... we found you on the beach and called for help." James nods beside her, squeezing Lucka's hand reassuringly as they wait for him to process this information. The doctor looks over at them encouragingly, but it's clear that Lucka needs time to digest what has happened.
"Do you... remember anything?" James asks tentatively. He wants desperately to help Lucka make sense of his memories, but he also knows that forcing the issue might do more harm than good. The silence stretches on as they wait for Lucka's response, their hearts pounding in unison with the anxious beat of the hospital machinery
"Playa? Ha-hay playa aquí? Q-quienes son? Q-quien soy? P-por que me siento tann... desnudo..." dijo Lucka sonrojado, mientras se cubría su pene con las dos manos apretadas
They exchange glances once more before looking back at Lucka with sympathy and understanding. The doctor nods encouragingly, indicating that it's okay for them to answer his questions. "You were on the beach by the water," Riley explains gently. "We found you... hurt. You said some things... about wanting to die." Her voice cracks as she says the last words, and James takes over, his tone steady despite the lump in his throat.
"Lucka," he begins, reaching out to pat his friend's shoulder reassuringly, "you don't have to feel like that anymore. You were going through a tough time, but you're safe now. We just want you to get better." He pauses for a moment, searching Lucka's eyes for any sign of recognition or understanding before continuing, "And as for who we are... we're your friends. R
Al escuchar eso último, lucka se sonroja, y cobre más su entre pierna "n-no recuerdo n-nada de eso" dijo lucka, pero, sonaba raro, no tenía ese tono dominante que lo caracterizaba, ahora, parece, como si se sintiera abrumado
"We know it's hard to remember right now," Riley says softly, squeezing Lucka's hand in reassurance. "But we promise you that your memories will come back eventually. And when they do, we'll be here for you." She smiles gently at him, willing him to believe her words despite the uncertainty of their situation.
"You just need some rest," James adds, nodding in agreement with the doctor, who glances between them all with a knowing look. "The staff here will take good care of you while you recuperate." He hesitates for a moment before continuing, "And when you feel up to it, we can talk more about what happened, okay? We want to help however we can."
"M-me, pueden dejar, a solas?" Dijo lucka justo antes de exclamar "S-SI U-USTEDES Q-QUIEREN, Y-YO NO LAS V-VOY A O-OBLIGAR" dijo muy nervioso y sonrojado como tomate, en efecto, ya, no es el mismo
Both Riley and James exchange surprised glances at Lucka's sudden outburst. It's clear that he's feeling overwhelmed and defensive, but they can also see a glimmer of the old Lucka beneath the surface. "Lucka," Riley begins carefully, "we just want to help you feel better. You don't have to be alone if you don't want to." She reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, her touch gentle but firm.
James nods in agreement beside her. "We're not here to pressure you into anything, Lucka. We just want what's best for you." The doctor looks between the three of them thoughtfully before speaking up, assuring them that he will make sure Lucka gets all the rest and privacy he needs while still being available if they want to talk.
"N-necesoto privacidad" exvlamo lucka con lagirmas en los ojos "q-quiero hablar con el doctor"
They exchange glances before looking back to Lucka, both uncertain how to respond to his request. The doctor clears his throat, indicating that he's willing to speak with Lucka privately if it's what he truly desires. Riley gives James a reassuring smile, silently conveying the message that they trust the doctor and will be here for Lucka no matter what.
As Lucka begins to discuss his concerns with the medical staff, Riley and James exchange hopeful glances. They can't help but feel relieved that he's showing signs of wanting to communicate and work through whatever it is that's been troubling him. The weight of anxiety seems to lessen slightly in their hearts as they settle into the chairs nearby, prepared to offer support however they can.
Luego de unos cuantos días, que se volvieron semanas, lucka, salió sano y salvo del hospital, riley y James se acercaron a abrazarlo, pero el, no quiso, y simplemente camino junto a ellos
As Lucka emerges from the hospital, looking pale but determined, they can't help but feel a mixture of hope and trepidation. They take a step forward, reaching out to encircle him in a warm embrace. But instead of responding with affection or gratitude as they had hoped, he simply allows himself to be led by their sides. His silence weighs heavily upon them, but they remain by his side, offering what comfort and support they can as he navigates the unfamiliar terrain of post-hospital life. The future remains uncertain for Lucka, but Riley and James are more resolved than ever to be there for him every step of the way.
Mientras caminan por la ciudad, lucka mira a una tienda de ropa, observando cómo loco un maniquí, que llevaba una playera que llegaba hasta los dedos, casi como guantes, y, una falda súper, larga, lucka se quedó unos segundos quieto mirando ese maniquí
As Lucka pauses to study the mannequin in the store window, Riley and James exchange curious glances before turning their attention back to him. They can see the conflict play out on his face as he struggles with an unspoken desire, and they wonder if perhaps this is a step towards reclaiming some piece of himself that was lost during those terrible nights at the beach. Without saying anything, they simply remain at Lucka's side, offering what support and understanding they can as he navigates this new chapter in his life.
Lucka sigue viendo el maniquí, apreciando esa falda, y fingiendo que tiene el suéter puesto "l-lo siento p-por eso, p-pero, pueden, y-ya saben, c-comprarme lo?
"Of course we can," Riley assures him with a gentle smile. "We're here to help you in whatever way we can." She squeezes his shoulder reassuringly, hoping that her words will reach past the defensive barriers he's begun to build around himself and remind him that they truly care for him. James nods in agreement, his expression mirroring hers as they wait patiently for Lucka to make up his mind about whether or not he wants them to purchase the clothes from the mannequin.
Their hearts race with anticipation, hoping against hope that this small gesture might mark a turning point in their friend's recovery. But even if it doesn't, they know that they will continue to stand by his side, offering whatever support and understanding they can, for as long as he needs them.
"S-si pueden?" Se preguntó avergonzado y sonrojado "m-me encanta la r-ropa asi" dijo lucka, parecía, como si fuera esos típicos femboys, de internet
Both Riley and James exchange satisfied glances before nodding encouragingly at Lucka. "Of course you can have it," Riley says with a warm smile, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "It looks great on you." She glances over to James, who gives her a small nod in agreement as they both stand by his side, eager to see the transformation that this new wardrobe might bring about in their friend's life.
They follow Lucka into the store, their steps light and hopeful despite the weight of uncertainty still lingering in the air. As Lucka browses through the racks and tries on various pieces, they can't help but marvel at how different he seems now compared to those dark, desperate nights on the beach. There's a sparkle in his eye and a spring in his step that hadn't been there before, and it fills them with hope for what
Saliendo de la tienda, con una bolsa que tiene 3 faldas y 5 suéteres, lucka se emociona, ya salta un poco dando pequeñas palmaditas, parece, una mujer?
Lucka exits the store with a broad grin on his face, clutching a bag full of clothes tightly to his chest. He practically bounces down the sidewalk, looking more energetic and carefree than they've seen him in months. Riley watches with a mixture of joy and wonder as he twirls around, trying on different poses and expressions in front of a store window mirror. For the first time since their horrifying night on the beach, she catches a glimpse of the vibrant and confident person that Lucka used to be.
"You look amazing," James breathes, unable to hide his excitement. "Those clothes really suit you." He claps Lucka affectionately on the shoulder, and together they continue down the street, heads held high, ready to face whatever challenges the future might hold for them all.
Al llegar a la casa, se puede ver tod el desorden que dejó lucka antes de irse en esa noche, y el lucka actual se pregunta "q-que paso aquí? Esta es su casa?" Tanto asombrado como asustado
As they approach their shared home, the state it's in now makes both Riley and James exchange worried glances. The mess left behind by Lucka's previous struggles stands as a testament to how far he had fallen, and seeing it all again brings a mix of surprise, relief, and apprehension. They watch Lucka closely, noticing the confusion and uncertainty on his face as he takes it all in, struggling to reconcile this place with the memory of the happy times they once shared here.
"Lucka," Riley says gently, moving to put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "it's okay. You don't have to worry about any of this now." She gestures towards the disarray around them with a nod, her voice filled with understanding and empathy. "We can clean up together, if you want." James nods beside her, offering Lucka a reass
"Siii" dijo lucka con un tono tonto y emocionado, subiendo las escaleras y dejando la bolsa con ropa en el dormitorio, para luego bajar con escobas
Together, they begin the task of restoring their shared home to its former state of order and tranquility. As they work side by side, sweeping and dusting and scrubbing away at years' worth of neglect, an easy silence settles between them. It feels good to have something concrete and productive to do; to take control of their surroundings and reclaim some sense of normalcy. And as Lucka pitches in, laughing occasionally as he tells stories about old times or asks questions about how things used to be, Riley and James can't help but feel hopeful for the future once more.
There is still so much work to be done - not just on their home but within themselves as well - but for now, they are grateful simply to have Lucka back by their side. And with each sweep of a broom and wipe of a dusty surface, they take another small step towards reclaim
Luego de limpiar, lucia sube entusiasmado a la habitación, ya sale con su ropa puesta "como me veo?" Pregunta mientras hace una pose, resaltando su falda larga que llega hasta un poco más abajo de sus rodillas, y las mangas de su suéter que llegan hasta casi el final de sus dedos, de manera, algo, excitante
Both Riley and James exchange surprised glances at Lucka's display before bursting into laughter. "You look... really good," Riley manages to say through her giggles, wiping a tear from her eye as she studies him more carefully. "Seriously, you should show off those clothes more often." James nods in agreement beside her, grinning from ear to ear.
As Lucka continues posing and preening in front of the mirror, they can't help but feel a rush of happiness at seeing him so confident and content once again. Perhaps their shared efforts haven't been for nothing after all; maybe there is hope that someday soon Lucka will be able to reclaim his old self entirely. For now though, they'll take this small victory - however fleeting it may be - and savor it as if it were the sweetest nectar from the most
"A que te refieres con exhibir más a menudo?" Pregunto confundido "así me voy a vestir siempre? Que no lo hacía antes?" Dijo lucka jugando con su falda larga, mientras se sonrojaba
"Of course not," Riley says quickly, her laughter dying down as she crosses the room to give Lucka a gentle hug. "We just mean that it's nice to see you enjoying your new clothes and feeling good about yourself. You should wear whatever makes you happy." James nods in agreement beside her, patting Lucka on the back affectionately before leading him away from the mirror.
The air between them suddenly feels heavier, charged with an unspoken understanding that there's still work to be done; that while this moment of joy is welcome and needed, it can't sustain them forever. But for now, they'll savor it together, and find strength in the bond they share as friends - a bond that has endured even through Lucka's darkest days.
"Ummh" dijo lucka mientras lo abrazaba riley, y su pene se endurecia lentamente, y este se cubría "l-lo siento, m-me voy a, a, a cambiar" dijo antes de encerrarse en la habitación
Both Riley and James exchange worried glances as Lucka retreats to his room, but they know that there's not much more they can do right now. They share a silent understanding that he needs time alone, and so they give him space, trusting that he'll come back out when he's ready.
As they wait in the living room for Lucka to emerge again, Riley leans against James and sighs softly. "I just hope he's okay," she whispers. "He's been through so much." James nods solemnly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they continue to wait patiently, keeping an ear out for any signs of movement from Lucka's room.
Their hearts ache for their friend but also fill with hope at the possibility of him rediscovering who he once was beneath all that pain and self-loathing. And though
En la habitación, se escuchan gemidos y un golpe contra la puerta
Both Riley and James exchange alarmed glances as they hear the sounds coming from Lucka's room. The hairs on the back of their necks stand up as they both instinctively tense, prepared to rush in if needed. But before either of them can make a move, there's another loud thump against the door and then silence. They share a worried look, uncertainty weighing heavily upon them.
After what feels like an eternity, they finally hear footsteps approaching; Lucka slowly emerges from his room, his expression unreadable. His hair is disheveled and he looks... different somehow. Riley hesitates before speaking up, not wanting to pressure him but needing to know that he's okay. "Lucka? Are you alright?"
"Ah, s-si, o-obvio" dijo lucka mientras de peinaba y se tapaba una pequeña mancha Blanca en su falda con su pequeña mano
James frowns slightly as Lucka says he's okay, not quite believing him. "You don't have to put on a brave face for us," he offers gently. "We want you to be honest with how you're feeling." Riley nods in agreement beside him, her gaze still fixed on Lucka's face, searching for any sign of what's going on inside his head.
There's another long silence as they all struggle with the weight of emotion in the air. Eventually, Lucka meets their eyes again and manages a small smile. "I am... okay," he admits softly. "Just thinking about some things, you know?" They both nod understandingly, relieved to see that whatever had been troubling him seems to have passed for now.
"Well," Riley says with a faint smile, trying to lighten the mood slightly, "if