Three’s a Crowd [Rio x Reader x Silvio][Ikemen Prince][Smut]
Characters ↬ Rio Ortiz x Fem! Reader x Silvio Ricci
Rating ↬ Explicit (Smut – mdni)
Tags ↬ Threesome, Silvio, and Rio compete for the reader’s attention (in bed), Rio has a praise kink, Silvio calls reader “Pet”, PIV, BJ, Swearing, Cunningulus, Silvio and Rio do not touch each other
Description ↬ When the first Prince of Benitoite, Silvio Ricci, comes to visit Rhodolite as part of his official duties, you start noticing your ever-faithful best friend, Rio, acting strange. It’s almost as if the two of them know each other from before? Not to mention this weird unspoken competition they have going on to vie for your attention… not that you’re complaining. What happens next?
A/N ↬ Here’s a spicy Silvrio sandwich. (✪‿✪)ノ Hope you enjoy, nonny! It’s a long one.
Disclaimer ↬ I do not own the rights to Ikemen Prince or any of the Ikemen series games.
Your ears perked up at the thunderous roar of two very familiar voices from the other side of your door. One raspier in tone, and the other one typicallysweeter, at least around you. If your suspicions were correct, it was the first Prince of Benitoite, Silvio Ricci, and your best friend, Rio Ortiz, getting into another one of their catfights and proceeding to disturb the peace of all the castle’s residents. Even a stern talking to Sariel had only managed to hold Rio back a tiny bit. However, every word that fell from his lips towards the Benitoitian Prince still dripped with the most dangerous venom.
It had been jarring, to say the least, seeing your usually angelic best friend be so openly hostile towards the Prince. You’d initially thought it was some sort of weird vengeance thing. After all, the Benitoitian Prince had declared you as his “pet” and requested you to accompany him throughout his entire time in Rhodolite – which Rio had taken great offense to. However, as days passed, the unwarranted hostility between the two men only grew.
Since the night of Sarah’s party, you and Rafe had been seeing each other more often. You weren’t together, you weren’t exclusive and to be frank - you really weren’t sure what you were at all to be honest. Fuck buddies wouldn’t even explain it either, as you had only slept together once since that night. You were just hanging out more than you did before.
When you woke up on the boat tangled in Rafe’s body the morning after your night-time rendezvous, you instantly panicked. You’d known Rafe for a very long time and it was bound to be awkward from this point onward right?
Your eyes darted from Rafe’s bare chest to the boat’s door. Thankfully it was closed, along with the curtains only slightly ajar. You hurried off the sofa bed and collected your clothes from the floor, carefully stepping into your underwear and placing Rafe’s t-shirt on - stopping dead in your tracks as you heard Rafe stir.
Warily, you glanced up at the dark blonde boy lay down in front of you and bit your lip. Trying to hide your tiny smile. “Y/N.” He mumbled sleepily as he rubbed his eyes.
A warm rush was thrown upon you from the way he said your name so gently. It just did things to you. Things you couldn’t explain right now.
“Yeah?” You whisper and he reaches his hand out to you. You take it and he pulls you to sit down beside his head.
Instinctively, you run your hands through his hair and let out a sigh. You were grateful he wasn’t being awkward or weird about this, because you couldn’t imagine anything worse.
