Saturday night late had Cory sitting outside wrapped in a blanket and on his phone messaging Reese about how things were going with Quinn in the house.
It’s hard, bro I think she’s avoiding me
Maybe she’s just feeling displaced and unsure, she told me as much when we talked last night while you were at the game.
Really? I wonder why she can’t tell me? She trusts you a lot more
Nah, I just make her talk more
You intimidate her to talk, lol
Yeah, probably, lol
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Quinn tiptoed through the dark house quietly, feeling nervous and panicky, it was Saturday night and the thoughts of what should be happening to her right now kept invading her head. She wondered if Cory had gone out, he was moody since his team had lost Friday. She was scared but didn’t want to turn any lights on, fearing someone was right outside.
Quinn gasped in a breath of shock, pushing away from Cory and gaping at him like he was an insane man. “What?”“Which part are you having trouble with, bunny?” He smirked at her lopsided. “We’ve already talked and decided on this, remember?”“I know what you said, but…”“But what? You like him, you like me, he likes you, I like you…it’s a forgone conclusion, stop fighting it.”“But, what about the two of you…how the hell do you think this idea could possibly work?”Cory shrugged. “I like him and I know he likes me…you saw it.” Cory’s smile was strange and whimsical.Quinn sat back away from him and folded her arms. “I haven’t agreed to anything…”She chewed her lip in thought. A part of her thought they had been joking with her, but some little part of her was literally zinging with
Reese woke in the early hours at around 3am, blinking in the light of the lamp left on in the room over by Cory’s desk. He could sense that Quinn was no longer beside him, he could hear the soft snoring of Cory still there though.He sat up, his body tensing, raking his hair back out of his eyes as they swept the room. He saw her and his body visibly relaxed. She was curled up in the box window seat, the drapes pulled open and her head resting on the glass as she stared out the window into the darkness. She had a thin blanket over her legs and the hood of her sweatshirt was pulled up over her head, her hair gathered and pulled over one shoulder in a loose braid.She looked so serene, her side profile beautiful, he almost didn’t want to disturb her. “Quinn?”She turned her head, slightly, not even lifting it from the glass and gave him a small reassuring smile. “Couldn’t you sleep?” She whispered softly.“Shouldn’t that be my question? Why are you over there?” Reese put his feet on the
She looked embarrassed and pulled away to sit up. “I-I’m sorry.”“Don’t be sorry, I know this just isn’t the right time, babe…” He reached out and hooked some hair behind her ear and stroked her cheek as his eyes drifted over to Cory.“Right…” Quinn nodded. “We probably shouldn’t with him right there.” She blushed and looked back at Reese under her lashes.His smirk was like the devil. “Not what I meant, princess…when we do it, it will be all together…the three of us.”“W-what?” Quinn paled slightly but her blush deepened and a hotness travelled over her skin as her core clamped down hard.Reese’s eyes sparkled with delight. “Sharing doesn’t mean one at a time, babe…although once we’re all comfortable with this we may have one on one sessions, but for now it’s crucial there is no intimacy without the third party.”Quinn had covered her mouth in shock. She had no idea this is what they actually meant. Her mind was going at light speed thinking of all the ways that could possibly happen
Reese woke early, he was used to getting up in the mornings and going for a run before a workout, shower and off to college. He sat up, rubbing his face and looked down at Quinn sleeping quietly beside him. Cory had turned over to face away, his feet out of the covers and Quinn was back to back with him with a contented look on her peaceful face. Reese lay back down and just took the moment to gaze at her face. She really was beautiful and without a doubt he knew if she had plastered herself all over social media like most girls her age she would have been snapped up as a model. He reached out and took up the loose braid that she had put her hair in to sleep and ran it through his hand appreciating the unusual color, he looked at his scarred and calloused knuckles through her hair and paused, dropping her hair and pulling his hand away. Did he even deserve to touch something so exquisite with hands like these? Hands trained to maim and kill, rough hands that would only scratch such
Warning: MM Sex sceneCory went downstairs to find Reese in the fridge grabbing a bottle of water, he turned, flicking the fridge door closed and wrenched the cap off the bottle, sculling it back as he watched with that intense golden glow as Cory walked in behind him.“You could have just joined in?” Cory said sourly, dropping down on to a stool at the kitchen counter.“Principals, Curry…without them, this won’t work, especially with Quinn…”Quinn came rushing in. “What won’t work, exactly?”Reese put the bottle down and leaned back against the kitchen bench to face the two of them. “Sit down, Quinn.”She glanced at Cory as he grimaced and then obediently sat on the stool next to him. “Is this because you said it has to be the three of us?”Reese sucked his teeth, composing his words. “In order for this to work, babe, we all need to be on the
Quinn was quite industrious in compiling her list and Cory didn’t need to make sure she did it. He had her sitting in the basement on his laptop searching up some rather riskè shit and he chuckled to think how he would explain it if his parents ever saw his search history.Quinn dropped back into the couch with a huff at one point on Sunday, scratching her head. Cory looked around from the assignment he was working on for college at that frustrated little huff. “What’s the problem?”“Oh, nothing…”He swung his chair around to give her a challenging look. “Talk, bunny.”“I’m just not sure what the difference between flogging and whipping is…”Cory’s jaw clenched tight and he swallowed hard. I shouldn’t have asked. “Okay…it’s just the implement that’s used I thought…”“So it can still hurt and scar?&rdq
All was quiet over the week, Quinn was able to meet with the psychiatrist on Wednesday and talk about her confused feelings towards Antonio, how he treated her, his escalating violence and control and how that could affect her relationships going forward. The fact that she had been attracted to and consented with Antonio in the years previous and had enjoyed sex, submission and bondage with him under his control but was still of a mind to recognize his increasing violence, control and removal of her right to object as wrong indicated she was perfectly normal. Especially given the fact that she had sought a way out of the relationship at these indicators and left the situation, the shrink praised her for being a brave, intelligent young woman. She didn’t mention Reese and Cory but by the sounds of what the shrink had told her the list was a great idea. Had Reese researched things? It made her able to trust that she would be in safer hands with the two of them and that she had a
Quinn stood gaping at the door in disbelief. Wendy came over and touched her shoulder. “Goodness what was that all about?”“I don’t know…” Quinn said, looking at the floor, tears trying to fill her eyes.“I’m sorry, Quinn…is that how you feel?”“No!” Quinn shook her head. “I do it to fill the day because I’m bored and the house is too quite otherwise…I…”“Perhaps we are taking it for granted a bit…you have cooked and cleaned every day this week.”“I was just helping out, you are all so busy and I’m stuck hiding out here in your house…”Wendy smiled. “I get that, but perhaps you are doing too much.”“I thought about getting a part time job during the day, but…”“It’s risky, I mean, Mr Ferrante can’t search the entirety of New York fo
Trigger warning - Explicit sex scenesReese stopped a waiter abruptly, startling him to see Reese carrying a young woman.“Where’s the back entrance?”“Ah…this way, Sir. Is anything wrong, do you need an ambulance?”“No, we’re fine.”As they crossed the road Reese saw a convenience store two doors down from the hotel and put Quinn down on her feet gently. “Wait here for a sec…”Cory and Quinn waited as he ran down the street and into the store, Quinn bit her lip as Cory huffed impatiently.“What the fuck is he doing?”Quinn glanced at Cory but said nothing. She could guess exactly what he was doing and a nervous excitement started making her skin vibrate and deep inside her start to ache in anticipation.Cory seemed by instinct or pheromone smell to know and pulled her into his chest, his eyes surveying the street like a possessive seri
Maya stepped into the bathroom to find Reese leaning on the door of a cubicle with his arms folded.“Oh, goodness, Reese…I think you have the wrong bathroom.” She exclaimed with fake shock.Reese’s top lip lifted in a derogatory sneer as he stood up. “Yeah, seem to…” He muttered and walked out.As the door closed Maya turned to face the locked cubicle. “You can come out now, he’s gone.”She heard a rather obnoxious sigh and cluck of a tongue. “I’m actually trying to pee if everyone would stop talking to me through the damn door!”Maya laughed and turned a tap on. “How’s that?”There was silence, just the sound of the rushing water for a bit then the toilet flushed and the door opened.The stunning young girl that walked out flicked her large green eyes up at Maya as she walked to the vanity and stuck her hands under the flowing water before pumping some soap and washing her hands then turning away as the water stopped automatically.“Thanks.” Quinn said dryly then stuck her hands unde
Cillian O’Shea was a calm cautious man, but he had a snapping point and when it was reached he was very quick to escalate to violence.He confronted his son with a patient gaze, golden to match, ready to hear him out before coming to conclusions. Reese grit his teeth, raking a hand through his hair trying to figure out where to start, he glanced at Liam, standing behind his father’s left shoulder, and he frowned at him. He had warned Reese to tell his father everything before acting and getting Quinn out of her situation with Antonio.“Do you know about Augusto Ferrante’s second wife?” Reese asked, deciding this might be a good point of entry.Cillian gave Reese a small frown of thought. “The one that passed just recently?”“Yeah, well do you know who her first husband was and what happened in Boston?”Cillian’s frown deepened and he coolly folded his arms. “I know enough about the situation, how do you know about it?”“Because that girl out there with Cory is O’Malley’s daughter and
Augusto Ferrante sauntered through the entrance doors and into the large marbled foyer of the venue for the Annual Police Awards Dinner and Charity Fundraiser. He stroked his hand down his jacket over the buttons watching the men on the doors to the event hall panic at his unannounced presence.The fact that he had arrived with a large entourage of ten men with concealed weapons was probably what was causing most of the drama now going on before his eyes but because he was making no move to try and enter the actual event it seemed the people didn’t know what to do as the foyer was quite obviously a public space.He was quite happy to stay right here and wait for the Commissioner to arrive, he wished to speak to him about a certain rumor he had heard.He watched with little interest, an amused smirk on his face as the guests started to arrive. The police among them knew exactly who he was and seemed agitated by his presence. The other contingent, the mob in
Quinn stood gaping at the door in disbelief. Wendy came over and touched her shoulder. “Goodness what was that all about?”“I don’t know…” Quinn said, looking at the floor, tears trying to fill her eyes.“I’m sorry, Quinn…is that how you feel?”“No!” Quinn shook her head. “I do it to fill the day because I’m bored and the house is too quite otherwise…I…”“Perhaps we are taking it for granted a bit…you have cooked and cleaned every day this week.”“I was just helping out, you are all so busy and I’m stuck hiding out here in your house…”Wendy smiled. “I get that, but perhaps you are doing too much.”“I thought about getting a part time job during the day, but…”“It’s risky, I mean, Mr Ferrante can’t search the entirety of New York fo
All was quiet over the week, Quinn was able to meet with the psychiatrist on Wednesday and talk about her confused feelings towards Antonio, how he treated her, his escalating violence and control and how that could affect her relationships going forward. The fact that she had been attracted to and consented with Antonio in the years previous and had enjoyed sex, submission and bondage with him under his control but was still of a mind to recognize his increasing violence, control and removal of her right to object as wrong indicated she was perfectly normal. Especially given the fact that she had sought a way out of the relationship at these indicators and left the situation, the shrink praised her for being a brave, intelligent young woman. She didn’t mention Reese and Cory but by the sounds of what the shrink had told her the list was a great idea. Had Reese researched things? It made her able to trust that she would be in safer hands with the two of them and that she had a
Quinn was quite industrious in compiling her list and Cory didn’t need to make sure she did it. He had her sitting in the basement on his laptop searching up some rather riskè shit and he chuckled to think how he would explain it if his parents ever saw his search history.Quinn dropped back into the couch with a huff at one point on Sunday, scratching her head. Cory looked around from the assignment he was working on for college at that frustrated little huff. “What’s the problem?”“Oh, nothing…”He swung his chair around to give her a challenging look. “Talk, bunny.”“I’m just not sure what the difference between flogging and whipping is…”Cory’s jaw clenched tight and he swallowed hard. I shouldn’t have asked. “Okay…it’s just the implement that’s used I thought…”“So it can still hurt and scar?&rdq
Warning: MM Sex sceneCory went downstairs to find Reese in the fridge grabbing a bottle of water, he turned, flicking the fridge door closed and wrenched the cap off the bottle, sculling it back as he watched with that intense golden glow as Cory walked in behind him.“You could have just joined in?” Cory said sourly, dropping down on to a stool at the kitchen counter.“Principals, Curry…without them, this won’t work, especially with Quinn…”Quinn came rushing in. “What won’t work, exactly?”Reese put the bottle down and leaned back against the kitchen bench to face the two of them. “Sit down, Quinn.”She glanced at Cory as he grimaced and then obediently sat on the stool next to him. “Is this because you said it has to be the three of us?”Reese sucked his teeth, composing his words. “In order for this to work, babe, we all need to be on the
Reese woke early, he was used to getting up in the mornings and going for a run before a workout, shower and off to college. He sat up, rubbing his face and looked down at Quinn sleeping quietly beside him. Cory had turned over to face away, his feet out of the covers and Quinn was back to back with him with a contented look on her peaceful face. Reese lay back down and just took the moment to gaze at her face. She really was beautiful and without a doubt he knew if she had plastered herself all over social media like most girls her age she would have been snapped up as a model. He reached out and took up the loose braid that she had put her hair in to sleep and ran it through his hand appreciating the unusual color, he looked at his scarred and calloused knuckles through her hair and paused, dropping her hair and pulling his hand away. Did he even deserve to touch something so exquisite with hands like these? Hands trained to maim and kill, rough hands that would only scratch such