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“I don’t want to meddle any more, Eddie, I already got Miranda and Beau-”
“Don’t worry about them. They’ve been dancing around each other for the better part of a year,” He smiled at you, and clasped a hand over yours where it lingered over his heart, “I trust you, minnow.” Something so simple should not have had the power to make you blush so profusely.
Nevertheless, you let yourself look through those swirls of gray that had captured you more times than you could count into the deeper, darker corners of Eddie’s mind. His inner self was much more yielding to you than you’d thought it would be, parting voluntarily under the gentle pressure that most defied and allowing you down, down, down until the image shined forth before your eyes.
Volt. Of course. There in his platinum, frozen beauty. You retracted yourself from Eddie’s mind before you could do much more damage to your heart. It told you everything you needed to know; Eddie hadn’t welcomed you back to him.
Your body stretched, widened, and compressed as needed to take on the form of your other lover, and you allowed yourself a moment to collect yourself within your own head before blinking open your eyes that you knew now shined pale blue. Eddie’s reaction was about what you’d expected; his lips had parted in subtle surprise, and a pretty pink flush had crept up over his cheeks and nose as his love for Volt was proven and made flesh before him.
A selfish thought crossed your mind as Eddie took you in, looking you up and down as though he couldn’t quite believe what he was looking at despite you painting the picture rather clearly. Would you have taken this form earlier if you had been honest with them from the very beginning? Would it have come in an intimate moment between you where Eddie begged you to use your abilities into the shared air between lips? A moment where you would have been able to slip into Volt’s place and talk with his deep, lilting voice into Eddie’s ear to tell him how beautiful he was, how well he was doing with you, how much you craved him?
Would Volt have joined you to reduce the captain to submission between the mirror images of his lover, cooing obscenities in one ear and praises in the other with one voice shared until Eddie babbled for everything you could possibly give him? You could only imagine the things that you could get up to together in this dream you’d created for yourself. But dreams were only dreams. And you’d chosen your path that day that felt so long ago.
You must have zoned out in the world the thought created, but you were scarcely alone in that matter as Eddie blinked himself rapidly to the present with blown eyes and an impossibly deeper red splashed across his skin.
“How- um-,” Eddie cleared his throat into his fist, “How accurate is that, usually?” Oh, he had no idea. But- speaking from the limited experience you had- you knew that every square inch of your body had replicated Volt’s to a tee. Including one of your favorite tricks:
“Incredibly accurate, darling,” You purred in your mirror’s voice, watching with thinly-veiled hunger as Eddie swallowed and bit down on his lips, “Touch the hair; seriously, you won’t believe it.” Your own speech patterns sounded odd coming from a voice that was not yours, but you could only have kept up with Volt’s flowery language for so long after that first taunt anyway. Better to break the spell now. Under his breath- which hitched as soon as his fingers looped through the long waves you’d stolen from your counterpart- Eddie let out a little ‘holy shit’, and allowed himself to drift the slightest bit closer to you just in time for a new yet not unfamiliar voice to join you.
“Well what do we have here-” Volt queried from his position leaning against the door.
“Volt!” You gasped in your own cadence, dropping the form in an instant and leaving Eddie with his hand hanging in the air where you-but-Volt’s hair had just been. The quartermaster chuckled heartily at the display; you staring at him wide-eyed and burning red while Eddie ducked his gaze away and forced his hand through his own hair instead.
“Now, minnow,” Volt grinned, and as he approached the bed, you couldn’t fight the rising sensation of a mouse being stalked by the cat. His gaze was locked on you; analyzing, examining eyes that stayed strong and still even as he climbed onto the mattress with you and Eddie. A strong hand beckoned yours into its grasp, and pulled you to your knees, his chest pressed flat against your back. Those hands easily found a new role as they teased over your scales- already sensitive from Eddie’s playful touch- that stole breath after breath from you, “don’t halt your fun on my account.”
Volt’s lips pressed a line of kisses over your throat, each one done slow and purposeful to unravel you bit by bit into his hold. A far-off corner of your mind told you that anyone else attempting to hold you in such a way would meet a sorrowful fate on the other end of your fangs, but the warning was overcome in its entirety but the flood of pure affection you felt for the quartermaster. His fingertips pressed into the scales that trailed from your hips to hide below your undergarments, and though all of the attention had forced your chin toward the sky to grant his mouth more room to roam you, the burning feeling of Eddie’s eyes on you was unmistakable. You could feel his watch on the rise and fall of your laboring chest, in the pull of the sheets under your knees that you knew would be revealed to be his hands knotting into them in a last grip for restraint.
Your quartermaster laughed airy and loaded against the flushing skin of your neck as he renewed what had been left behind of Cassiopeia, and one of his hands marked a path of warmth from your hip to your chin as he brought your face down to stare openly at Eddie.
He was an absolute wreck of a man. Heaving and feral, tracking your every movement in Volt’s arms like one of his courses about to go dangerously off the set path. Tracing over every curve and line of your body with eyes that flared wide with heavy lust, pushing through the barriers of ‘want’ into carnal ‘need’. If Volt wanted you consumed, Eddie wanted you devoured. You leaned into Volt’s hold, granting him the permission he’d been waiting for to continue in his maneuvering of you as though you had become nothing but a doll for him to play with.
“Look through him again, minnow,” He commanded in your ear, his voice low and unwavering in his instruction of you, just as strong as the grip he maintained on your jaw. There would be no denying him what he asked, but you sure as hell didn’t want to. Not if he would continue to rub into the most aching, needy evidences of your sirenhood the way he did now. You followed your orders to a tee, leafing through Eddie’s mind again- the most pliable subconscious you’d ever felt- until you stumbled into that hidden part of him where you’d found Volt before, “Look close, my darling, see the truth of him.” It squeezed at your heart, to bear witness to this irrefutable proof of his indifference once more, but you would do as you were told.
You watched it materialize just as you had before.
Long white hair, icy blue eyes, a strong jaw capping a body with wide shoulders and tapering into a narrow waist. Volt, if you’d ever seen him. You truly didn’t know what he was expecting in tasking you with diving down to this level again. All it did was further seal your fate that Eddie hadn’t accepted you back into his heart after everything that had transpired and-
And, in an act you’d never encountered in the thousands of Desires you’d read, a second figure stepped out from behind the shining, translucent vision of your quartermaster. There was no doubting the slope of their nose, the curve of their lips, the sparkle of curiosity in ever-mixing golden eyes. They smiled, and fangs poked out amidst otherwise human teeth. Blue-green scales made flashes of appearances from under sleeve hems and necklines.
Eddie had two Desires.
And one of them was irrefutably you. You, not as the sweet, human minnow they’d picked up from the Splintered Docks, but the real you. Scales and all.
You keened into Volt’s hold.
“You see it now, don’t you, minnow?” Volt dared with a nip at your pulse point that made your breath catch just under the skin, “How he craves you,” Another teething, on your shoulder now, and the roving of his hand over your stomach and chest was damn near enough for you to burst, “How he adores you.” A broken little noise left you then, and you could feel Volt’s wicked smirk against your jaw as the sheets pulled taut beneath you, dragging you forward the tiniest bit.
Eddie’s searing gaze left you then, and Volt had taken up a new task of planting soft pecks between the marks of your constellation. His teeth brushed in the invisible lines only once, for the moment your head tipped back in response to it, the action was met with the closest thing to a growl you’d ever heard from your captain.
“Volt.” He warned in only one word, though there was no danger felt by the quartermaster, who continued his exploration of you with a smile.
“Not to fret, Eddison,” Volt assured between instances of lathing his tongue over the purpling claim Eddie had left on you the last time you’d been in this room together, “I wouldn’t dare disrupt your masterpiece.”
Your eyes got stuck on the motions of Eddie’s chest; how it shuddered every few exhalations with only a whisper of control left over himself. This was a man an inch from the edge, and Goddess help you, you wanted to shove him over it. Volt must have momentarily taken on your abilities to see into your deepest desires, because his lips brushed over your ear in the command that would send the three of you crashing back together.
“I believe I told you not to let me interrupt,” You whipped your head to meet his eyes, ensuring that he meant what he was implying, and when all you found there was unbridled desire, you let the shiver you’d been restraining run its course through your bones. With one damning look at Eddie, your body shifted into a form not its own, but one that was certainly known to the three of you. Volt’s arms were forced out wider as you transformed in his embrace, and you watched as you rose the handful of inches between you to stop at just his height. His eyes flickered over you for the barest moment before his consumption began in earnest, and his lips slotted with yours like he already knew every inch of what made you tick.
Though, you supposed now, he did.
Volt felt strong under your hands, now able to trail over much more of him than you were before, with the larger palms you had in his form. Your touch eventually slid over his chest up into his hair, and he groaned into your mouth at the winding of white around his own hands. The quartermaster pulled from you once your tongues had tangled like the strands for a long minute, and a thin string of spit connected your twin lips as he caught your chin in his fingers.
“I must be Narcissus himself, for that was beautiful, my minnow,” You blushed, and knew damn well how pretty it looked on the cheeks that you now wore, “Shall we make it even more scandalous, and finally award our captain his fantasies?” That was spoken to you and you alone.
You must have been quite a sight for Eddie then; the pair of you setting your sights upon him as mirror images of Volt. You knew that you had a tendency to melt under just one set of Volt’s gorgeous eyes, but two? It would be all you could do not to become putty in his- er, your- hands.
“Eddie,” you whined to the captain, and you preened under the way he squeezed his eyes shut to revel in the feeling of your cadence in Volt’s voice. He snatched up your hand the instant it was offered, and as you pulled him to join you, he similarly drew you into an open-mouthed kiss. You would never know how he was able to make you feel so revered in such gentle contact.
And yet. And yet you couldn’t help but want the experience of how you’d seen him kiss Volt. That gnashing of teeth that spoke to the fire they felt for one another, eased into stable devotion you’d never known. You wanted it like air. You wanted it like nothing else in the world.
“Don’t kiss me like your minnow,” You lilted into the space between your lips when you finally parted for breath, “Kiss me like Volt,” Eddie whispered some expletive under his breath, and without even a moment’s hesitation, he had surged forward to capture you in the violence that you’d longed for. The one that satiated the growling lust for blood that rumbled in your veins and stomach. Teeth and tongues and lips collided messily, over and over and over, as he bit at your lips and raked nails against your scalp. The second set of hands traveling you, matching your own and scratching over the dips and rises that you’d been granted of Volt’s muscled torso, set a blaze to burn under each inch of skin they touched. To make their sensation even more all-encompassing, Volt just had to whisper a deliciously foul concept into your ear.
“So gorgeous with our Eddie, darling,” He teased, letting his teeth scrape over the edge of your ear, “Wouldn’t you like to know how it feels to make him yours?” Oh, what an idea. You always knew your quartermaster was a significant portion of the brains in this outfit.
You nodded into the kiss you shared with the captain, now having shifted into the calm that came after the storm as he teased your mouth open for him. He knew every little weak spot of this form, of Volt, and he used them all to his advantage. Thumbs pressed into muscles aching to be softened, his tongue traced over spots in your mouth that made your nerves light up, his voice crooned little praises of your name, ‘minnow’, and ‘baby’ until you had nearly entirely given yourself over to his touch, his will. You would have continued to go gladly.
But Volt’s suggestion had given you an ego. A goal that wouldn’t rest until it was met. You wanted to see your beautiful, strong captain reduced to a quaking mess under your hands- shit- under your cock. How enticing was the notion of finally having something to properly fuck your boys with? To feel the way that they did? You wanted nothing more than to make Eddison Watts, feared Captain of the Tidebreaker, fall apart for you until you’d had your fill.
Volt had gotten to work undressing himself and his partner for you as you trailed your own kisses to Eddie’s neck. Volt’s lips under your whim played Eddie like the instrument he was within your hands; dragging over his now-bared chest and lacing his hair between your fingers as you paid him back in kind for the constellation he’d left on you.
Andromeda was a fitting decoration for him, if not a touch greedy on your part; for had he not been sacrificed to the monster of the sea that you were at your core? You painted him in evidence of you over each side of his neck, dipping low onto his chest and collarbones to complete the claim that your basest needs begged to leave him with. Though you wore the face of your dear quartermaster, these would be yours. A minnow’s mark on the captain they loved. A siren’s pound of flesh taken.
“You’ve certainly gotten our minnow riled up, haven’t you, Eddie?” Volt teased in his ear loud enough to point it at you as well, and the captain bit at his lips while he ground his thigh against the thin linen separating him from your erection. Fuck, no wonder that trick always worked when you’d used it on sailors. You pressed down onto him to chase the feeling, and earned yourself a panting smirk from Eddie.
“You like that, don’t you, minnow?” He purred, and you let his hands tug you further into the overlapping mess that your nearly-bare legs had become, “Volt does, too. ‘Makes him beg when I tease him like this,” Eddie sounded a cut-off noise from his throat, and Volt peppered kisses over his neck and shoulders as he shifted in a steady rhythm of movement. You stole a glance, and your cock twitched at the sight of Volt dragging two fingers in and out of Eddie. The digits shined with a coat of spit Volt must have applied while you’d been distracted, and you fought down your own vocalizations spurred by the slick noise the act sent echoing through the air as Eddie gasped out, “Ah- Are you gonna beg for me, too, baby?”
You might. If he kept this up for much longer.
“Eddie-” The sound of your voice surprised you for a moment, the deep timbre of Volt’s voice from your lips reminding you of your current form and bringing another wanton moan through you. Your hands had found a stable home on Eddie’s shoulders, and your hips almost were acting out of a will that was not your own to meet his thigh again and again and again, sending sparks up behind your eyes. You recalled Volt’s concept with a jolt in a brief flash of clarity, and let yourself crash again into Eddie’s lips to steal his teases from the source. This time, it was you who ravaged him the way he had. Who bit and licked and opened him for you just as- you assumed- Volt had done the same in adding another finger to his work.
“Eddison,” Volt began, his nose butting against Eddie’s cheek and every so often brushing his own as you tipped left and right to best fit with his lips, “won’t you behave and use that pretty mouth of yours to get our minnow ready?” He certainly didn’t need to be asked twice, reeling back from your entanglement to lay a few stray kisses to your throat and collarbones. His hands worked over the taper of your waist, and poked easily under the hem to remove the last scrap of fabric from you in their entirety, allowing them to join the mass of clothing that had formed at the perimeter of the bed.
You knew Eddie was good with his mouth- he’d shown you firsthand when that tongue had sent you to high heaven for the first time-, but the way that it felt to have his lips wrapped around the head of your aching, leaking cock?
That would go down as one of the most magnificent sensations of your life.
Not to mention how untamed and utterly sinful he looked with those red, slick lips spread wide around it. It wasn’t a wholly new sight- you’d watched him suck Volt off not five feet from here-, but it was something of a holy feeling to be plunged into the wet heat of his mouth. To feel his tongue trace up your length and lap at the very tip and watch those steely eyes roll when you slid properly into his throat. Eddie bobbed his head around you, but you only allowed him to maintain such a careful speed for a moment; bucking unconsciously into him when Volt curled his fingers just-so to encourage Eddie to release a vibrating moan that travelled through your entire body and summoned one of your own.
Eddie’s eyes locked on yours then, and you saw in them the dare. ‘Do it again.’
Your hips rolled forward into the sweet tightness his throat provided, and again, Eddie left your body quaking. You set a steady pace then; slow- while your fingers knotted into Eddie’s hair and squeezed- then with a speed that left his eyes fluttering and spit soaking his lips while he mewled like a kitten between you and Volt. How did Eddie and Volt manage not to come in seconds if just Eddie’s mouth felt like this?
Volt saved you from tripping into your climax then and there by pulling himself free from Eddie. A few kisses that were utterly saccharine compared the treatment the captain had been receiving from you and Volt were placed along his spine, and once he was close enough to Eddie’s head to be heard, Volt asked:
“Are you ready for them, darling?” Right into his shoulder. Eddie popped off of you with just such a sound, and your fist in his black waves tipped his head so that he was looking you right in the eyes when he gave his answer.
“Fuck, please, minnow,” Oh, your darling captain was just so pretty when he begged. And you had to admit that his mouth had made you quite anxious to finally, truly have him the way Volt had teased. He was halfway to the wreck you’d envisioned by now, and as he situated himself with his back to your chest, you felt a surge of pure love for the pair before you. Even with lusting eyes and hair mussed with all forms of indecent acts you could perform together, your heart still hammered with something pure and unspeakable for the two of them.
So when you sunk into Eddie at last, stumbling over the last boundary you’d yet to cross together with tiny gasps of each other’s names, you couldn’t help but feel whole. Your eyes caught Volt’s just as he tipped Eddie into the sweetest kiss you’d seen pass between them, but just as quickly lost all hope of vision from the slow ride Eddie had begun on your lap. You found yourself so immediately engulfed in a veritable tidal wave of ecstasy that your head fell onto his shoulder, and he whispered a fond laugh that spiralled into a series of little moans as he took more and more of your cock with each motion.
“How does our minnow feel, darling?” Volt teased between kisses that were constantly interrupted by Eddie’s groaning and whining and speechlessness. You couldn’t see Eddie’s reaction, too overcome with the bliss of fucking up into him with only the finest shreds of restraint keeping you from pushing him down and taking him the way your body wanted, but you could feel the way he squeezed around you. You could hear him begging in broken little pleas for something he couldn’t name. Even without seeing him, you could tell he was beautiful. His words only made him more so, when he finally found them.
“Fucking perfect- shit!” You rolled up into him as he came down that time, and you knew that the heat boiling within you was threatening to overwhelm your soul as your lips parted to sink your teeth into Eddie’s shoulder. Not enough to shed blood, but more than enough to leave another of your marks behind.
“Careful now, Eddie,” Volt tutted, and you felt Eddie’s head move beside you alongside the introduction of the heat of Volt’s breath against your ear, “We don’t want our minnow finishing too soon, now do we?” Eddie shook his head, and somewhere in the minuscule part of your mind that was still capable of processing thought, you wondered if these were always the roles they assumed or if the introduction of you- of another Volt- had changed things for them. The captain obediently slowed his pace until he was barely moving, and it was only with the reduction in his motion that you were able to see the way Volt had been lifting and sinking his hips this whole time.
He ground down against his own fingers over and over, his expression barely shifting in the slightest as he fingered himself open. Though, as he watched Eddie take his time in riding you, there was no denying the glimmer of desire in his eyes.
“Eddie, Volt, please,” You whispered against the violent red of the teeth marks you’d left behind in his skin, only to be placated by the careful hushing of Eddie pressing kisses to your temple.
“‘Feel so good, baby,” He purred, lowering himself to encompass the entire length of you and remain in that position, clutching your cock as the only form of true stimulation as he soothed you, “Should’ve known you’d be perfect for me and Volt,” Another kiss punctuated the statement, and your near-drunken state could only grin under the attention he granted you, “Always so perfect for us, aren’t you, minnow?” You nodded dumbly, though your hazed mind hardly recognized the action.
You knew you were looking somewhere, but your mind was no longer registering sight. All you could think was them. All you could feel was Eddie. His hands braced on your knees and his ass against your thighs and the delicious way he gripped your cock for dear life. And then he was moving and there was a new force pushing him down against you and all you could do was let the long, pent-up moan tear itself free from your chest as Eddie moved with a renewed pace.
The force of it was enough to make you see clearly, if only for an instant. But that instant nearly sent you to nirvana all on its own, as Volt took Eddie with a beat that rocked him right back into you, stirring a harmonious layering of voices as the three of you called out for one another. Volt was fisting his cock with one hand while the other supported your collective weight against the bed- his strength only serving to shoot another bolt of sharp arousal down your spine-, and you and Eddie curved over his back so that while you rutted into Eddie, he in turn pushed himself deep into Volt.
For the first time in your life, heaven was tangible.
Your fingers curled into Volt’s hips, stretching past Eddie’s to draw your dear quartermaster into pace with you so that the two of you could appropriately destroy what little tolerance Eddie had left. You want to see them both undone. You wanted them both as yours, and the rising flames in your gut chased that dream with each bottomed-out thrust that pulled whimpering pleas from the pair.
“Minnow, Volt, I can’t- I can’t-” Eddie grasped for words- panted them out until the air in his lungs could form no more- and when his hips stuttered into Volt, you found yourself tripping into your own end after him. You could feel your cock pulsing as the blaze overcame what was left of your cogent mind, and Eddie released one final, guttural groan when you coated his insides with your spend.
You fell to the bed with Eddie, though Volt hadn’t yet had his fill of you quite yet. The pair of you gazed up in awe as the light flooding the room lit his hair like a wild halo around his red-tinted face that you were positive yours now matched. With a few more frantic strokes and choked moans, Volt was coming in ropes onto Eddie’s bare stomach.
Time passed in slow-motion as your minds returned to themselves, and Volt eventually settled onto the bed beside you while the air filled his lungs at a regular cycle again.
“You know,” You spoke with Volt’s voice into the breathy silence once a full moment had passed, “I could also become Eddie...”
The idea hung for no more than a second or two before Volt was climbing onto you, the plea for you to search his mind for Eddie babbling from his lips. Something like ‘one last bout of comfort before the Strait’. The words jumbled on his tongue until they had nearly lost their meaning, but were still chanted like a prayer all the same.
Well, in that case, you were happy to be their deity.