♢♡Evan♡♢

I curl up on the bed, looking at the two rings on my hand. I sniffle and wipe my nose, shaking my head and sighing shakily. I wipe my face and lay down, staring at the wall for what feels like forever. My chest aches but I guess... I guess this means Jon still cares about me? Right? He wouldn't do all this if he didn't love me..

I put the pillow over my head and whimper, desperate to make all the thoughts stop. The door creaks open and I bolt up, my eyes widening at the sight of both Jon and Luke. I press myself against the headboard and gulp. Luke grabs Jon's shoulder and whispers something to him, but Jon shoos him off.

"Ev baby, c'mere" Jon says, and I slowly slide off the bed. I take a few small steps towards Jon and keep my eyes on the floor, pushing down the need to hurl. "Don't be shy baby" Jon chuckles, lifting my chin and kissing me. I squeeze my eyes shut and slowly kiss back, balling my hands into fists.

That seems to be enough for Luke and his hands slowly grab my hips before he's kissing my neck. My eyes open out of shock but Jon sees and ignores it. He steps back and Luke falls on the bed before Jon lifts me up and drops me on top of him. I squeak and nanny gulp, looking down at Luke stupidly.

Luke hooks his finger into the collar of my shirt and drags my into a kiss, which I don't like but I don't fight. I feel Jon's hands on my ass and whimper, which makes Luke break the kiss. "Are you okay?" He asks, letting go of me. "Of course he is" Jon huffs before me, pushing my fully on top of Luke. "He just does the aroused whimpery thing, ignore it"

I gulp but Luke takes the bait and gets back to kissing me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Jon pulls down my pants and I bite my tongue, trying to keep my composure. "Evan seriously, are you okay?" Luke asks, looking concerned. "He's fine! Just nervous, it's his first threesome" Jon snorts.

Luke raises an eyebrow but nods and they both undress themselves and me. I just take deep breaths, I can do this, I can do this. Jon pulls me further down the bed until I'm face to face with Luke. I mean, like, with Luke. I slowly take him into my mouth, which is harder then it sounds. Jon guides himself into me and I whimper again, gripping Luke's thighs.

Luke groans and Jon puts his hand in my hair, holding my head still as he bucks his hips against mine and thrusts into me. I do my best to relax and keep breathing through my nose, staying as still as I can and focusing on not making Jon mad.

It's over fast and for that I'm thanking god, collapsing on the bed once I can and coughing up whatever ended in my mouth. Luke looks mildly concerned but Jon assures him I'm fine, kisses me goodbye, and leaves me in the bedroom. He takes all of my clothes to 'wash' and I whimper, crawling under the blankets and curling up there.