Atlas Toren -58-

Magnus POV

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I froze again as I felt the cold liquid on my ass, and he chuckled. “So vulnerable. So helpless. I love seeing you like this Mags.” I glared at the pillow I was face down in, annoyed at the blush that lay heavy on my cheeks. 

His fingers trailed over my torso, before suddenly pushing into me, and I gasped. 

“I would say this might hurt, but I doubt I’m the first you’ve bottomed for, huh?” I could almost see him smirking, but I couldn’t focus on it as he began to move his fingers in an out, making me wish he was naked too. 

“I’d love to take a picture of you like this. All spread out, all lubed up for me. It’d probably last me weeks.” He hummed, and I clenched my jaw, before letting out a string of curses as he pushed his fingers in further. I could almost see his grin as he unbuttoned his pants, and I heard them fall to the floor.

 “I love you, Mags.” He mumbled, before pushing himself into me. I threw my head back, gasping at the feeling as he began to move around, slowly pushing himself in and out. A low groan left my mouth as I heard him pant a little, before stopping. 

“I’m not going easy.” He drawled, and I frowned into the bed, before my eyes widened as he thrust quickly into me. Moaning loudly, I tightened around him, pleasure pooling once more in my stomach as he choked out a low groan. “Fuck Mags.” He breathed, and I squeezed my eyes shut as he began to slam into me, pressing my cheek up against the pillow.

My mind felt hazy as he thrust into my prostrate over and over, and strings of moans and curses left my mouth, the air feeling hot. My ears were filled with his sweet pants, and the sounds of skin on skin. 

“You’re so fucking hot Magnus. I love you.” He groaned, and I let out a string of curses in response as I felt the pleasure in my stomach begin to stir, and my mind felt euphoric.

He continued to push himself in and out of my for what seemed like hours, and I found myself panting as well at his pace. Until he stopped. My eyes widened as my hard-on stiffened, and I gasped. “At- Atlas. What?”

He chuckled. “Beg for it.”

My eyes narrowed. “No.” Feeling him shrug, I began to rethink my decision.

“Fine.” He commented nonchalantly, and I felt him begin to move out of me. I moaned at the movement, and I could tell he was smirking as he pulled himself out. “I guess you don’t want it.”

I bit back a whimper at his words, feeling myself, for the second time that day, begin to ache, and I bit my tongue. “I-“

“Yes?” he drawled, tone dark and manipulating, making me shiver. I cursed under my breath.

“Please Atlas,” I choked out, and he tsked.

“Not good enough. I want to hear you begging. I want to hear you moaning and whimpering my name.”

“Atlas-“

“What?”

I screwed my eyes shut and clenched my fists, ignoring the heavy blush on my face. “P- please~” I broke out, and I could almost see him shaking his head. My breath hitched as his fingers pushed into my ever so slightly, and I gasped.

 “Fuck- Atlas- please.” I whimpered, and he hummed approvingly. I lay there, almost shaking as he pushed his fingers in just a little further. Throwing my head back at the feeling, the blush deepened. “At- Atlas~ please.”

“Please what?” He drawled, and I glared into the pillow, before letting out a small moan as he fingers went deeper. 

“Please. I- please Atlas. F- fuck me.” I whimpered out, and I could tell he was smirking. 

“Look at you. A whimpering, moaning mess. And I made it happen.”

My heard leapt as he thrust back in, and I cried out as he slammed into my prostrate once more. “Haahhhh~ Atlas- fuck-” I groaned, and he panted.

“You’re so fucking pretty.” He moaned out, and his thrusts grew faster and sloppier as I shivered.

“Fuck- I- Atlas can I come? Shit- I- I’m close~” I breathed, and he hummed.

“Me- Me too.” He groaned, and his hands gripped my hips tightly as his thrusts grew slower, and I felt him shiver. A string of moans left my mouth as I released, and I cursed loudly as I felt him empty into me. 

“Holy fucking fuck Mags.” He groaned, pulling himself out, and I panted loudly, before he turned me over. His slacks and shirt were fully off, and his gaze flicked up and down me, before he moved over to the bathroom.

I lay there, frozen, and panting loudly, not daring to look at bed, instead looking at the glow in the dark stars on his ceiling, breathing heavily. I hummed a little to myself, before hearing the door open. “Shit- don’t come in-. Fuck.”

Ever and Milo strolled in, taking one look at me, and then the bathroom, where Atlas was running a bath, and looked at each other. “They’re in here!” They yelled out, and my eyebrows furrowed, before I groaned loudly, watching everyone else pile into the room. Colten whistled as he looked at me. 

“You really just got bottomed, huh.” He mused, and I glared at him, a heavy blush coating my cheeks. I pulled a pillow up to try and hide myself, but Cyr strode over, and picked it up, before tossing it across the room.

Rif came in laughing, and he sent me a jeering look as I glowered at him, before he strolled over to the bathroom, and murmured something to Atlas. The men all crowded around the bed, and I took note of the younger boys’ flushed faces, and the way Arlo was smirking.

 “You… downstairs?” I asked, and Colten glanced at me.

 “Yep. Took them all at once. Arlo, Rif and I, I mean. You and Atlas were too busy to join in.” He commented casually, and I glared at him for the last part, before looking over the others in the room, and smiling a little at them all. “I love you all.”

Milo grinned at me, sitting down in a corner of the room, chatting vividly to Arlo. My head whipped over to the Atlas as he strode out of the bathroom, a small smile on his face.

 “Come on.” He whispered, wrapping an arm around me, and pulling me into his arms. I shoved my face into his chest as I felt everyone’s gazes on us both, and Atlas’s chest vibrated as he chuckled.

 “Don’t be scared love.” He murmured, and he rubbed my shoulders a little. He began to walk over to the bathroom, and I welcomed the warm air, feeling my cheeks flush as he put me down into the bath, and standing back up. “You’re not… coming in?” I asked, and his eyes widened. He glanced at the doorway, scratching the back of his head. 

“I uh- I didn’t think you’d want me too.” He mumbled, and I glared at him.

 “What the fuck, Atlas. Of course I want you too.”

His eyes brightened at my words, and a light blush dusted his cheeks as he slipped into the water, sighing at the warmth. “Did you just moan at the warm water?” Ever’s snicker interrupted us both as we sank into the water, and I watched as he stripped, slipping in with us. Atlas glared at him.

 “…No.”

“You hesitated.” Colten’s head popped around the door, and Atlas pinched the bridge of his nose as he came into the bath as well. 

“Thank fuck you got massive bathtubs Mags.” Rif yawned as he wandered into the room too, and Atlas sighed loudly as he entered the warm water too. I blushed as I felt his hand wrap around my waist, and he tugged me in close as the others all trailed into the bathroom as well, sitting on the ground contentedly. 

“You’re all fucking lunatics, you know that? I just wanted to have Magnus time.” Atlas grumbled, and Arlo chuckled.

“Too bad.” He grinned, Atlas pulled me in tighter as Cyr slipped into the bath as well, and I felt his body smooth over mine, making me shiver, a small blush on my face. Atlas had a content look on his face as he pushed himself deeper down into the warm water, and Milo smiled warmly as him. I blinked sleepily as Atlas’s hands ran down my torso.

 “I love you. You know that?” Atlas mumbled into my neck, and I nodded slowly. 

“Yeah. I do.” I whispered, and he smiled a little.

“Good.”

We were all silent after that, only the quiet chatter of Ever and Riftyn now filling the room, and the water flowing out of the tap. Atlas yawned a little, closing his eyes for a few seconds. “I think I’m happy.” He murmured, and Milo’s eyes widened.

“Really?”

Atlas glared at him. “No. I’m just saying that to get your hopes up.”

Milo pouted, Cyr joining him. “Man, why you gotta be so mean Atlas?” Arlo grumbled, and Atlas’s eyebrows raised. “Me? Mean? Never.” He grinned, and I smiled warmly, before turning around to turn off the tap. I sighed contentedly in Atlas’s arms, sinking in the feeling of warmth and happy that surrounded me. 

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The End :0

A/N

i really can’t thank you all enough for reading, and you all mean so much to me <3

ahdjglf i love Atlas and them so much, they’re so sweet ToT

the next page will be one about ideas for the next book, so you don’t have to read it if you don’t want to 🙂

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goodbye, kasumi <3