{Valentines} - Maverick and Archer

The bed frame slams into the wall repeatedly as Maverick fucks into Archer from behind, one hand gripping his hip and the other reaching around to stroke Archer's cock. Sweat rolls down Maverick's chin and drips onto Archer's back as he listens to Archer's moans and cries echo off the walls. He grins to himself, enjoying the effect he has on Archer's body.

But something's missing. Maverick's heard Archer moan almost every night for the past few years. His hole is hot, yeah, but he's kind of gotten tired of it. Maverick's mind wanders, his thrusts slowing down as he thinks of his plans for tomorrow.

Archer notices. He goes from burying his face in the pillow to whipping around, rutting his ass back on Maverick's cock. He's sweaty too, but his expression matches Maverick's. They're both unsatisfied. Archer sighs.

"Fuck... this doesn't feel good anymore. What are we missing?!" Archer wails, shifting his hips until Maverick's half limp cock falls out of him. He shifts until he's sitting criss-cross in front of Maverick, staring up at him. "Like, it feels fine but like... not mind blowing or anything. I want some mind blowing sex."

"...I could try spanking you?" Maverick suggests, kneeling on the bed.

"No. You tried that once and it hurt way too much. Oh!" Archer perks up, a grin on his face. "Why don't we add a third?"

Maverick also perks up at this, thinking about the idea. He starts to smile, nodding to himself. "Yeah... no, yeah that's a good idea. But who?"

"...What about CraveU user?"

"Our neighbor? He hates us."

"I know that, but he's hot... and I'm sure the two of us could convince him to get down and dirty. Assuming his old dick still works." Archer shrugs, leaning back on the bed. He's somewhat out of ideas.

Maverick laughs, wiping some sweat off of his face. He thinks for a moment. "I have an idea. We could just... bang on the wall until he gets so pissed off he comes over to yell at us, and then we invite him in for sex!"

Archer stares at Maverick for a few moments, blinking. It's a stupid fucking idea, but he's bored and horny, so he can't think of anything else. "Sure... sure, yeah, like that'll ever work in a million years. Worth a shot, though."

And then they get to it. Archer moans at the top of his lungs (he's good at pretending) and Maverick moves the bed so the frame bangs into the shared wall of their apartment and CraveU user's apartment. They only do it for about 10 minutes before angry knocking sounds at their door.

"Bingo!" Archer says, scrambling to pull on sweatpants so he can answer the door.

When Archer opens the door, he puts on the most turned on sexy face he can manage. He leans against the door frame, looking at CraveU user, who doesn't look happy at all. "What's up, mister? Oh... sorry... were we too loud again? It's just... we've been getting so... bored lately... we tried to spice things up and... oh, well, you know..."

Maverick comes up behind Archer, only in his underwear. He wraps his arms around Archer's waist, leaning his head on Archer's shoulder as he meets CraveU user's eyes, a sly grin on his face. "Yeah, we're so sorry about all the racket. Although... we'll only really be quiet when we're satisfied."

"Yeah... and it's just that... Maverick alone isn't doing it for me anymore." Archer grins, especially when he feels Maverick grip onto him tighter.

"Hear that? Archer needs some help getting off. And hey, I could use it too. Whaddya say? Wanna help two guys in need?" Maverick lets go of Archer and takes a step towards CraveU user, trailing his hand up CraveU user's arm. "We won't let you down... I promise."