[ SMUT WARNING: don't want it? don't read it

rushed this since it was kind of a half-cliffhanger last time.

also, just to prepare you, while emotionally constipated Scott doesn't appear THIS chapter, he sure does next one ]

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UNLESS YOU'RE GONNA JOIN IN, THEN GET OUT.

SCOTT felt anxious and he hated it, but he didn't let it stop him from knocking on Elianna's door. He could hear shuffling on the other side before she called out.

"Go away!" she shouted, making him roll his eyes.

"Elianna," he called while knocking again. "Open the door."

He could faintly hear her groan before she marched to the door, throwing it open. Other than the fact that her hair was no longer in a pony tail and now hung messily down her shoulders — she must've been getting ready to go to bed, he thought — she looked just as she had earlier.

"What, Scott?" she asked, shifting her weight back and forth on her feet.

"I need to have a word with you," he declared.

Eli raised an eyebrow. "Yeah? And what exactly do you have to say, Mr. I'm Not Gonna Dance With You."

Scott opened his mouth but was unable to find the words. Then he did the only thing he could think of. He surged forward and cupped her cheeks, kissing her passionately.

Eli let out a noise of surprise before kissing him back, grabbing the front of his white StormPAR shirt as he backed her into the room, kicking the door shut with his foot.

She let herself get lost in him, moaning as he bit her bottom lip harshly before sliding his tongue into her mouth. His rough hands were on her hips and sliding up the material of her dress. Then Scott moved to begin kissing her neck, nipping at her skin right over the hickey Boone had given her on the dance floor before sucking on it harshly—

"Well, ain't this a pertty sight."

Scott pulled away from Eli as if she'd burned him, finally opening his eyes and looking over her shoulder as she smirked, wiping the spit off her lips with her thumb.

There Boone was, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his bare chest, hair a mess, lips swollen, his cargo shorts hanging impossibly low on his hips. And even with how loose they were, he could see the large bulge underneath the fabric, making him swallow thickly.

"Oh," Scott breathed out before he looked at Eli with narrowed eyes, seething. "You were gonna fuck him after one day?"

"Yeah, and?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "And unless you're gonna join in, then get out."

Both Eli and Boone noticed how Scott's cheeks flushed as he looked between the two of them, embarrassed by the mere thought of a threesome. But he didn't look disgusted. So, with a smirk on his face, Boone came closer, standing behind Elianna.

He moved his arms around her and reached for Scott's belt loops, pulling him closer until his hips were against Eli's stomach, who was so much shorter. It made Scott suck in a sharp breath.

"Now, there's a mighty good idea," Boone found himself saying, unable to help himself with two beautiful people in front of him. "I certainly don't mind sharin', Scotty Boy."

Elianna could see the conflict and confusion in Scott's eyes as he studied her face anxiously, every now and then looking at Boone. He was overthinking as always, and she was determined to put a stop to that.

"Scott," she said, reaching up to cup his cheek with one hand while the other slid down his chest. "Stop thinking so hard for me, baby."

And god, if Scott didn't like when she called him baby. He found himself silently nodding, eyes on her lips.

Before she knew it, Scott was kissing her again, wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her pulled close. And she was so lost in him, tangling one hand in his hair as the other untucked his shirt from his jeans.

Then she felt Boone's lips on her neck, making her gasp, giving Scott the perfect opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. She whined into it, feeling how Boone was grinding against her ass, seeking some kind of friction.

"Bed," Eli managed to mumble against Scott's lips, who began walking them all backward. And when Boone's knees hit the mattress and they stopped, Scott pulled away for air, and Eli couldn't help but laugh.

"You know, Boone," she said, raising an eyebrow as Scott stared at her darkly. "Scott here used to be the biggest nerd I ever saw. We might have to walk him through the whole process. Doubt he got laid much at MIT with all that studying."

"Shut up," Scott said roughly, pushing her back on the mattress, making her laugh excitedly. "God, just shut up for once, you goddamn brat."

She just smirked at him. "Well, you know how much I like to tal — ah!"

Scott surprised her, grabbing her ankles and pulling her to the edge of the bed as he knelt between her parted legs. She gaped at him as he wasted no time in pushing her dress up her hips, hooking his fingers around her underwear to pull them down her legs.

And as he did that, Boone crawled onto the bed with her, beginning to pull her dress up over her head. He kept his brown eyes on her chest that was spilling out of her bra as Scott eyed her cunt hungrily.

"I don't wanna hear another word out of you tonight," Scott muttered before diving in, his tongue seeking out her clit.

And Eli arched off the bed as she let out a whine from the sudden sensation. It gave Boone the perfect opportunity to reach behind her back and unclasp her bra, discarding it with her dress and his shirt. Then he leaned down, kissing her and swallowing her sounds as his hands began exploring her breast, pinching and squeezing and massaging every inch of the exposed skin.

She was in heaven. She had to be as the two handsome men worshiped every inch of her body. Her head felt dizzy from all the overwhelming sensations, and all she could do was moan while shifting her hips up to meet every swirl of Scott's clearly skilled tongue.

"Stay fucking still," Scott snapped while forcing her hips down with his hand, making her whine.

And god, Elianna had never whined so pathetically before. She hated that he got satisfaction from drawing the noise from her.

"You make the perttiest sounds, baby," Boone murmured against her lips. "Keep at it. Want the room next door to hear you."

She had no trouble complying as Boone's mouth sought out her chest, finding a nipple and sucking on it deftly while swirling his tongue around the hardened bud. Her moans echoed around them, her not even worried about who might be next door.

It was all just too much — their tongues on her body and how Scott was beginning to tease her entrance with his fingertips. But he wouldn't just slide them inside, giving her what she wanted. Though his assault on her clit was plenty stimulating enough, she just wanted something inside of her. A finger, a tongue, one of their cocks, preferably.

Elianna was a flushed, breathless mess by the time she came on Scott's tongue, crying out for him as she did so. And the way he licked up every drop before he went back to her clit, sloppily running his tongue over it had her legs still shaking as she shut her eyes.

Then when Scott pulled back, she sat up on her elbows as Boone combed his fingers through her hair. "Nice to know that mouth is good at something besides boring engineering lectures," she said with a smirk.

"Let's see if yours is good for anything other than spewing annoying bullshit," he snapped.

And god, Elianna loved how he manhandled her, turning her on her stomach so that she was looking at Boone. Scott leaned down and kissed down her spine, his darkened eyes on Boone's exposed chest.

"I wanna see you choking on him. See if that gets you to shut up," he muttered harshly.

Elianna propped up on her hands and knees, crawling a bit closer to Boone, whose eyes were glued to hers. Before she could get started, she felt Scott's fingers at her entrance from behind, and she moaned lowly as he slowly slid two inside of her.

"Go on," Scott instructed as he fingered her at an agonizing pace.

She was all too happy to resume what she'd been doing before Scott interrupted, which was undressing Boone.

She ran a delicate hand down his softly-defined torso before reaching the top of his shorts. She made quick work of his belt, pushing his shorts down his thighs. Then she eyed the huge bulge in his boxer briefs hungrily.

Leaning forward, she licked along the gray fabric, making him let out a shuddering breath.

"Oh, god, baby," he moaned, his eyes falling shut.

After licking his covered length one last time, she hooked her fingers around the band of his underwear and freed his aching cock, watching as it sprang free. And fuck, if it wasn't so pretty and big — wider than any she'd ever seen. It made her mouth water.

Instantly, she reached for him, stroking his length a few times before bringing her face closer. She couldn't help but kiss the angry, swollen tip before kitten-licking it, making his hips shoot forward. Then, while looking up at him with wide eyes, she took him into her mouth fully until he was hitting the back of her throat.

Again, his hips stuttered forward, and she gagged around him, tears pricking at her eyes. So, Boone gently brushed them away with his thumb.

"Taking me so well, baby," he told her as she began to bob her head back and forth, hollowing her cheeks in a way that had him swearing under his breath. "Like you were made to suck my cock."

Elianna moaned around him from the praise, only to cry out when she felt Scott's tip brushing her clit. She pulled away from Boone to look over her shoulder, seeing that Scott had removed his clothes — she didn't think that was fair, as she'd wanted to help him out in that department.

But now, she and Boone were staring in awe. Because how was Scott built like some kind of Greek god with an absolute monster between his legs that was covered in the condom he'd grabbed off the nightstand? Eli couldn't help but whimper as she eyed his impossibly long cock, wondering how that would even fit comfortably inside of her.

"I didn't tell you to stop," Scott said, glaring at Elianna. "Take care of Boone, honey."

She only nodded weakly before facing Boone once more, taking him almost fully into her mouth. But when he hit the back of her throat again, she had to cover what wouldn't fit with her hand.

Then Scott slid into her slowly, and she moaned around Boone, her eyes falling shut as she sucked in a deep breath through her nose.

Scott was so fucking big, stretching her so wide as he kept going and going. It nearly hurt but even in his snarky, clearly frustrated mood, he was taking her comfort into consideration as he went slowly.

And when he bottomed out, Eli had never felt so full before in her life as her walls clenched around him. As she adjusted to his impressive size, she focused on Boone, leaning all the way back to just suck on his tip, looking up just in time to see his eyes roll back in his head.

And he looked so pretty like that, his hair a mess and chest flushed as his head was thrown back, little moans escaping his lips as he thrusted hard into her mouth, seeking more.

Finally ready, Eli shifted her hips back against Scott, silently begging him to start moving.

And when he did, god, she was lost. All she knew was his cock sliding in and out of her at a brutal pace, feeling every twitch and shift inside of her. It was so hard to stay focused on Boone, but she managed as she drooled around his cock, her mind in suck a haze that she couldn't think of anything but the two men splitting her open from both ends.

It felt so good that she could've died then and there and been happy about it because she was with them.

Soon, it was so clear that Boone was close as his thrusts into her mouth grew sloppy.

"Fuck, baby. Baby," he swore. "Feel so - shit - so good."

With a loud moan, Boone came in her mouth, the warm liquid shooting down her throat, her doing her best to swallow it all before he pulled out of her, leaving her tongue hanging out as she looked up at him with hazy, lust-filled eyes. Then he swooped in, pulling her into a deep kiss as Scott continued to ram in and out of her.

And god, Scott loved the sight of the two kissing even if he'd never admit it to himself. He was just as entranced with the sight as he'd been when Elianna's lips were wrapped around Boone's pretty cock.

Scott didn't know who he'd been more jealous of in that moment. Or better yet, the thought of Boone in Elianna's place, sucking on Scott's own — he figured the boy could learn to shut up on occasion too.

That was a startling thought that made his mind stop working for a moment.

"Scott," Eli moaned, pulling him from the mental image of Boone on his knees before him. "I'm close. So close. Please, please. Let me come. Please."

"Begging?" he grunted while grabbing her hair harshly and pulling her straight up against his chest. "Pathetic."

And she just whimpered as Scott began sucking hard on her neck, continuing to fuck her ruthlessly. Not wanting to be left out, Boone came closer and pulled Eli into a kiss, tongue rolling against hers.

Scott kissed up the side of Eli's jawline until he reached their joined mouths, joining in on the sloppy kiss between them all, Elianna holding the backs of their heads, tangling her fingers in their hair.

As their tongues rolled against each other, Elianna moved to behind kissing underneath Scott's jaw as he kissed Boone forcefully, taking over the kiss.

And when Elianna finally came, it was hard, the orgasm blowing through her body like a tornado taking out a town. She cried out and collapsed against Boone's chest, who caught her and held her up as Scott continued to thrust in and out of her, forgetting about the kiss with the other man.

It wasn't long at all, only a handful of thrusts, before Scott was finishing too, leaning down and biting her shoulder to stifle his loud groan. Then his tongue darted out, licking along her neck as they both came down from their highs.

A moment later, all three collapsed on the mattress, completely exhausted. Eli was between the two men. Scott pulled her back against him, holding her tight and close as she faced Boone, who was looking at both of them with stars in his eyes. He couldn't help but lean in and kiss Eli softly, making her smile into it.

"Well," Elianna said with a grin. And Scott sighed, knowing she was going to ruin the moment. "That was a thing that happened."