uhhmm 

yeah

this is smut ig

also ddlb relationship.

~Zantevis~

|Warning|

yee

Zane's POV 

I tangled my hands into his dark blue hair as he ravished my chest and neck, leaving his mark everywhere.

"Dante~"  I sighed softly.  He slowly made his way back up to my already swollen lips.  He hummed against my lips, wrapping one arm around my waist, the other hand rested itself on my hip. 

"You are so delicious~"  He smirked and leaned in to kiss me-

My eyes snapped open.

Another dream about him?  

I looked at the albino-haired boy beside me.  Travis....  Irene, he looked so cute in his sleep.  

I got out of the bed, careful not to disturb Travis, pulled on sweatpants and made my way down the stairs to the kitchen.

Why was I dreaming about him?  I had a fiance for Irene's sake!  

I pulled open my secret stash of alcohol.  I didn't drink much...well, around Travis anyways.  I couldn't bear the thought of him seeing me drunk.  I was way too much for his little mind to handle.  

I poured a glass of the alcoholic beverage, downing it quickly and pouring another glass, taking this one slower than the last.

I ran my hands through my thick black hair.  It had gotten so long in the past year I could braid it.  It was almost an inch past my shoulder.  Travis loved it.  

The only reason I let it get so long was because-

Shit!  I can't think of him!  Zane stop!  You have a fucking fiance!  You broke up with him years ago...  You can't do this.. 

I finished off my second glass and continued drinking until I started to feel the familiar buzz.  I checked the time.  3:47 a.m.  Fuck it.

I bit my lip as I pulled out my phone, pressing the message icon and starting a new text.  Did I still have his number?  Maybe if I didn't, I wouldn't have to do this.  Nope nevermind, I had it.

I bit my lip harder.  Was I really doing this?  I ran my hands through my hair again, pondering what I was doing.  

Zane what the hell are you doing texting him right now?  Are you crazy!?

Yes Zane.  Yes I am.

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Zane:  We need to talk.

Sent 3:57 A.M.

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I turned off my phone and set if face down, grabbing my glass and and spinning it, making the liquid inside of it spin in circles.  

cREAK

Shit what the hell?

"Travis?"  I turned and looked at my partner.  

His hoodie, that he stole from me, was hanging off his left shoulder, exposing his milky collarbone.  His green panties were fitting his ass quite nicely from what I could see.  His bedhead was making him cuter than ever with his white and silver hair covering his left eye while he rubbed his right.

I could feel myself getting hard at the sight of him- Irene damnit, no Zane!  Not now!

"Daddy, why are you up so early?"  

Fuck...  Of course he was in little space.

"Oh come here Princess,"  I held open my arms, to which he sleepily nuzzled into, "Daddy just couldn't sleep."  He crawled up onto my lap, resting his face on my chest.  I knew for sure my hard-on was pressing into him, and it just made me feel even more guilty.  "You need to go on and head back to bed baby-"

"Nuh-uh."

"Travis, don't tell Daddy no, and don't interrupt him, okay?"

"Baby is sorry Daddy, he just doesn't wanna go back to bed if Daddy isn't there."

I felt my heart pang with guilt.  I knew he couldn't sleep by himself.  Why did I fucking get up?  UGh! 

I nodded and grabbed my phone, slipping it back into my pocket.  I placed my hands under his plump ass, lifting him up as I got off the stool next to the bar.  

He was already slipping back into a deep sleep by the time I had gotten under the covers with him.  I rubbed his back softly, knowing he was about to pass out any second now.

When I knew for sure he was asleep I pulled my phone back out of my pocket.

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Zane: We need to talk.

Seen 4:27 a.m.

Dante:  I'm free at 9 this morning.  

Sent 4:29 a.m.

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Guess I actually had something to do tomorrow...  Technically today.

Time skip to the morning brought to you by my bipolar ass self.

By the time I woke up Travis had already left to go to work.  I checked my phone.  8:47.

FUCK! 

I had to get dressed and actually make myself look decent.  

Zane what are you doing?  Making yourself look decent for your ex?  What the hell is going on with you?

I went ahead and fixed my hair, putting on a black tank-top and my striped hoodie.  I looked at myself in the mirror, and for once I actually looked decent.  Of course I only look decent when I'm going to talk to my ex from five years ago about my wet dreams that I've been having about him.

Stupid world.

Stupid everything.

At exactly 8:59 I was out the door and on my way to Dante's house.

another time skip brought to you by vaginal contraceptive gel (don't google it please...)

I lifted my fist to knock on the light blue door.  What the hell am I doing?  I bit my lip and knocked once.

"It's open!"  A voice yelled from the inside.  I opened the door slowly, slipping my head through the crack of the door.

"Hey Zane!"  I looked to the right of me, seeing the overly-friendly blue-haired male, and I'll be damned if he was shirtless.  

"Hey Dante.."

"What'd you need to talk about?"  He smirked and flipped his hair out of his face.  He made his way over to me while I had turned to shut the door, and now he had me pinned against the wall.  He was five inches taller than me and the bastard loved to hold it over my head.  

"I need to talk about you, us... Ugh!"  I tried pushing him away and as usual it didn't fucking phase him.  

"Us?  Aww Zane, you know I-"

"Dante no!  It's not like that, I just..."  I groaned and ran my hands through my hair, "I've been having these dreams and I'm fucking engaged to Travis, and I can't cheat on him with you, but irene damnit Dante I fucking need you!" 

He smirked.

Fuck me.

I said too much.  He knew I topped Travis, but he also knew how much I loved to bottom.  He could make me scream within a few moments.  I had lost my virginity to him, so he knew exactly what I liked and how rough I liked it.

"You know Zane, I appreciate you not wanting to cheat on my little buddy, Travis, but would it be cheating if we had been planning this for about three weeks now?"  I raised an eyebrow, giving him a questioning look. 

"What are you getting at?" 

"Well ZuuZuu, Dante and I have been planting potions in your drinks for the past few weeks to get you horny...."  I looked into the living room and saw Travis in the most revealing outfit possible.  He looked so fucking delectable.    I knew I was getting hard already, but-

"Travis, how did you know about..."  I trailed off, feeling guilty.

"Well, Dante and I were talking about mine and your wedding one day, and we got onto the subject of sex.  Dante asked me if I topped and I told him the truth.  I bottom.  Hard."  He was now in front of me, on the other side of Dante, "You see Daddy, Dante told me allll about how much you loved bottoming.  He even told me he was the reason you grew out your hair.  Just so he could pull it~"  He walked his fingers down my chest.  I wanted to bend him over and fuck him into next week right then and there.

Dante began to kiss and nip at my neck, "Once we had everything planned out, we decided to treat you to something special Zane~"  I shivered and clawed at his hair.

"W-what do you mean?"

"You'll see~"

another time skip.because.im.lazy? ? ? ? 

"Fuck Zane, you're tighter than I remember~"  Dante groaned as he eased his massive cock inside of me.

"I-it's not like I've been practicing, dickhead!"  I spat, thrusting deeper inside of Travis.  He was already a moaning mess and I wanted to fuck him senseless, but the male behind me wouldn't let me.

The next thing I knew, Dante had pulled me upright by my hair, my back against his chest now as he thrusted deep and hard inside of me, whispering into my ear.

"Don't disrespect me, slut."   I moaned at the degrading name and the slap on the ass following it.  Irene I fucking missed this.

"Yes sir, it won't ha-ppen again!" 

He bit my ear before letting go of my hair.  I began to focus on the cute thicc male underneath me.  He was clawing the bed-sheets, tears of pleasure pricking his eyes, the gag in his mouth preventing him from getting any louder.  I thrusted harder into him, slapping his ass as well.  He moaned in response, jerking his head up.   

"Do you wanna talk Princess~? Hmm~?"  He nodded desperately, trying to turn his head to look at me.  I laughed softly and slipped the ball gag out of his mouth.

"Daddy, I'm about to cum!  P-please can I cum~?"  Dante sped up his thrusts, making me fall on top of Travis, and at the sound of it, deeper inside of him as well.  I moaned loudly, my thrusts like a domino effect on Travis, because of Dante.

"You can cum, Travy~"  He muttered darkly as he gripped my hips and slammed his hard length inside of me at a speed that made me scream.  He did that just so I couldn't object to Travis cumming.  After all he was my baby boy, not Dante's.  

I straightened myself, much to the disagreement of Dante, pulling Travis up against me by his hair.  He was on his knees, back-to-chest with me, my hand wrapped tightly around his throat.  Dante would not take control of the situation if I had anything to do with it.

"Cum for me Travis.  Let Daddy know how good he makes you feel, do you understand me~?"  He struggled to nod in my grip.  I reached my other hand around him to stroke his neglected cock.  I violently pumped his length as he clawed at my wrist around his throat.  

I kissed his cheek, then lowered my kisses to his neck.  I was practically pounding into him at this point, and I was trying to restrain myself from moaning until Dante decided to slam his cock into my prostate, making me scream.  As soon as Travis came he fell limp in my grip.  He was worn out, and I knew he wouldn't be able to handle me continuing to fuck him, so I pulled out; however Dante wasn't finished with me.

He flipped my onto my back and buried his cock into my ass again.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and dug my heels into him while screaming his name.  

"I bet you missed my cock didn't you Zane~?  You were always a slut for me~"

I reached down to jerk myself off.  I wasn't going to let him hold back.  

I came once.

Twice.

Three times until Dante finally came inside of me, falling on top of me and breathing heavily.

He pecked my lips and caressed my face.  I was tired, sweaty, and covered in cum.  I knew I was gonna have to help Travis, but I just couldn't.

As if he read my mind Dante smiled at me and kissed me again, "I'll take care of Travis first, and then you, alright?"  I nodded and closed my eyes.  

What the hell just fucking happened?

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