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York takes the hint and moves them to a safe place. I lift Pen up, depositing her on the surface with a soft kiss against her parted lips.
“What are you doing?” she grins, her cheeks flushing with colour as her hands slide down my arms that are now caging her in.
“I’m hungry,” I reply, licking my lips as I push between her legs, my palms gliding up her thighs, the smoothness of her skin making me itch to taste her.
“Me too,” York adds, standing beside me, our intentions clear.
“Then I guess you better eat,” Pen replies huskily, looking between us, “But not before you satisfy one of my needs first.”
“Oh?” York questions, knowing full well what she’s getting at.
Our Pen has a kink of her own, and we’re always happy to oblige. Like I said, I love our family, I love my best friends, and over the years that love has developed for all of us in surprising ways. Ways I’m more than comfortable indulging in. Our only rule is that we don’t share each other unless Pen is there. Ultimately she’s our number one priority, and the beating heart of all of us, and that’s the way it’s going to stay. But when she’s here with us, asking for what she desires, all bets are off.
“We got you,” I reply, leaning forward briefly so I can press a kiss against Pen’s lips before turning to my best friend. “Kiss and make up?” I joke, referring to our earlier spat.
York laughs softly in response, his gaze flicking between my eyes and lips as he reaches for the back of my head with one hand and draws me closer to him. Pen’s thigh is the only thing preventing our bodies from meeting entirely.
“I swear I was joking,” he mutters, his fingers curling into my hair as he caresses my mouth with his soft lips. Cleanly shaven, York’s skin is smooth against mine, I can’t say the same in return, but if Pen can take a little stubble rash from our kisses, pretty sure my best mate can too.
Pen lets out a soft moan as she watches us tease each other. The fact she’s so turned on only makes me harder, and I rock my hips against her thigh to get some much needed friction.
“I love you both so much,” she murmurs, reaching forwards as she pops the button of my fly and unzips me.
“Fuck,” I mutter, and when her hand reaches inside and wraps around my cock, our soft kisses turn into demanding ones, and I groan into my best friend’s mouth, welcoming his tongue with my own as Pen pumps my dick.
It's not long before I'm close to coming, and Pen knows it. Right at the moment stars begin to form behind my closed eyelids, and sensations swirl at the base of my spine, she withdraws her hand. I gasp, and York pulls back, his own eyes heavy-lidded, his lips swollen from our kisses.
"What?" he questions, lust-blind from our encounter.
Pen smiles, her cheeks a deep rose as she moves a hand between the two of us and cups York's chin, encouraging him to look at her.
“York,” she breathes, “I need you to get on your knees for me.”
“For you, anything,” he replies without hesitation, his eyes darkening with desire.
Kneeling, his gaze never leaves hers as Pen shifts forward on the counter so that she can reach for my cock and guide it into York's mouth. I groan loudly as his lips wrap around me tightly, my body tingling from the pleasure flooding through it.
“That’s it, baby, take him in your mouth,” Pen coos, as York sucks on the tip of my dick, fucking teasing me with his talented tongue, making sure the head is laved with attention before moving onto the shaft itself.
"Fuck, York," I groan, grasping the back of his head as he takes me fully into his mouth. "Fuck, that feels so fucking good."
"Make him come, York. Make him come all over your tongue," Pen gasps, her fingers diving beneath her cotton shorts as she begins to finger-fuck herself on the counter.
"You do not come, you hear me?" I grind out, looking at her, my cock swelling at the feel of York's mouth wrapped around my dick and the sight of Pen getting off. Her head is thrown back, the straps of her top sliding down her shoulders as she rides her hand.
"Pen!" I demand, my gaze coasting upwards, the edge of her cotton top caught on her pebbled nipples.
Her eyes snap open, her mouth parts. "I won't come until your mouth is on my pussy and you can taste how wet I am for you both,” she pants, slowing the pace of her hand as she meets my gaze then drops it to watch York sucking me off.
“Fuck,” we both groan. Pen with her eyes fixed on York’s mouth wrapped around my dick, and me fixated on her fingers pumping into her pussy.
“Tell me how much you love this,” I demand, fucking breathless.
“I’m so turned on. God, look at the way he sucks you off, Zayn. I love the way you grasp his head so tight, how you force your cock down his throat because you can't get enough. Does it feel good to feel his mouth wrapped around your cock?"
"It feels fucking amazing," I cry out, wrapping my other hand around the back of York's head and rocking into his warm, wet mouth.
He gags, and I almost come there and then.
