Anonymous asked: 12. Finn-Ezra-M!hunter
“Do it. Take a chance, I’m begging you. You don’t want to spend the rest of your life wondering what could have been.”
Anon, I’m sorry because I doubt this is what you expected when asking for this prompt, but sometimes I’m just Like That.
Very NSFW. Enter at your own peril.
The Hunter had never felt quite so… surrounded.
He’d been circled by a coven of cursed Witches, cornered by a pack of ravenous Lycans, even stranded on a rock in the middle of the ocean with a patient Siren at his feet, and yet…
Being naked and sandwiched between a handsome Witch and a smirking Vampire was a thing that those terrifying scenarios couldn’t even come close to matching on the intimidation meter.
It wasn’t very often a man such as himself felt powerless, but he’s more than willing to let them have their way. He trusts them implicitly, without question, and earlier that evening when he’d admitted he’d never done a certain thing, the look they threw each other had a shiver rolling down his spine.
“Do it. Take a chance, I’m begging you,” Ezra had said, emerald eyes sparkling with the knowledge of a man that knew what he was talking about, like a cultist preaching to the masses, long converted to this particular cause.
Finn had then entered the room, a bottle of vintage single malt in-hand, offering him a convincing smirk and words that rolled off his tongue like warm honey. “You don’t want to spend the rest of your life wondering what could have been, do you?”
That was all it took.
Half a bottle of whiskey later, he finds himself with hands dragging down his thighs, one flesh, one iron, both cold and eager as Finn leaves a cool kiss against the base of his spine.
Ezra looks down at him where he’s pressed close, splayed against his chest and craning his neck to catch the Witches lips in a kiss, Ezra swallowing the groan that forms as Finn’s fangs graze along his inner thigh.
Firm hands knead his buttocks, those lips that press against the small of his back traveling lower, lower, until he’s arching against the sheets, against Ezra.