Fic: Three Isn't Just A Crowd
Title: Three Isn't Just A Crowd
Pairing: Linkara/Dr. Insano/MarzGurl
Warning: Threesome, obviously, and slightly explicit smut.
Word Count: 1,150
Disclaimer: Linkara, MarzGurl and Dr. Insano are the characters of real people. I mean Lewis, Kaylyn and Noah no disrespect at all and this is just a work of crack fiction.
Author's Notes: Okay, nombre, tell your pet to stop biting me! It's finally done and I'm praying you're happy with it. And now for the usual: hope this is a nice V-Day gift to all you lovely Treehousians, feedback is always love and it was beta'ed by the ever-lovely Cookie.
The brawl was over and everyone was making plans for other things. A large group including Spoony was milling around the garden with a dangerous amount of vodka, the Critic had muttered something about finding out what the hell was wrong with Ask That Guy, and a couple of the girls, including the Nostalgia Chick, had snuck off giggling into one of the spare rooms.
But Linkara didn't care about any of that (okay, maybe the part about the girls was kinda nice) because for one thing, MarzGurl had just kissed his fedora, patted his ass and ran off to parts unknown in her confusing womanly way and for another, he had a sick feeling in his stomach, which always meant Insano was around.
And of course he was right. As soon as he was alone, Insano jumped out of the storage cupboard.
He didn't react, only leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "Exactly how long have you been in there?"
Insano's obnoxiously nutty smile faded a little and he twitched. "A few hours, maybe?"
He snorted slightly. "You've really got to get another hobby."
He didn't expect what happened next; Insano pinning him to the wall with a growl. "You are my hobby."
He wriggled, trying to get the gun out of his coat pocket but he couldn't free his hand. "Can't you just play crappy video games or something?"
"This is so much more fun!" And then kissing ensued. After he got over the initial shock of Insano's tongue trying to get at his tonsils, he kissed back, his now-free hand reaching up to try and take the goggles off. It was only fair now to try and find out who apparently liked him this much. But Insano grabbed his hand in a tight grip, refusing to let him see and making him moan in frustration.
After what seemed like ages but what was probably only a few minutes, Insano stepped back and burst into laughter when Linkara slumped against the wall, looking up at him with a sulky expression. “I have finally defeated you!”
“Only in your dreams.” He decided he was going to put this out of his head. Because straight enemies do not kiss generally, especially not up against the wall in public view, especially not with a villain who couldn't stop giggling and especially not when you have a pretty-but-scary blue-haired girlfriend who could be anywhere.
**
Two weeks later, at Insano’s house, MarzGurl was ready to hit something in frustration. She had come by for Awful Movie Night and Insano was distracted. It's not like she expected him to be normal - the clue was in the name, after all - but the least he could do was not look so skittish all the time. It wasn’t like she came over to just sit on his couch and watch movies.
"Have you been on the caffeine again?"
He jumped. She rolled her eyes. "What? No!"
"Then why do you keep nervously looking upstairs?" She had a feeling that she knew already. (It's not like they had hid it at all well, Linkara was never usually that on edge.) It was just nice to see him squirm.
"I'm not," he said, starting to go into sulk mode.
She grinned and bolted upstairs, too fast for him to catch up.
"Linkara, you better be decent!" As she opened the bedroom door and covered her eyes just in case.
The resulting sight was hilarious to her. Dr. Insano looked like a kicked puppy, even with those huge goggles and Linkara had blushed a bright red and tried to hide under the sheet.
"Guys," she said, giggling. "I really don't mind."
Dr. Insano's head snapped up and Linkara's fedora and eyes emerged.
"Seriously?"
"In fact," she grinned perversely, knowing the effect it had on both of them. "Is that bed big enough for three?"
Linkara gave his own smirk. “I’m sure we can fit you in.”
As one, she and Insano crawled into the bed. She snuggled against Linkara, holding him by his hat as she kissed him hard. At the same time, Insano’s long fingers trailed teasingly up her jumpsuit-clad thigh.
“There are way too many clothes here,” someone moaned.
Well, that wouldn’t do. Insano shrugged off his clothes as quick as lightning and then MarzGurl was the only one dressed. Teasingly, the guys took it off her unbearably slowly: Linkara pulling down her zipper and Insano kissing every new glimpse of flesh that appeared.
“You’re not wearing passion panties?” Linkara whined in her ear, toying with her clit with his fingers.
“I ripped them off her last time we had sex,” Insano giggled, smugly, licking the outline of her spine.
A fierce blush crossed her cheeks. “Fuck you both.”
“Can’t wait.”
“Looking forward to it.”
She rolled her eyes and shifted underneath Linkara so that he was the one in the middle now. Not exactly the best punishment but it was worth it to see Insano yank his head back, hand predictably resting on his fedora and kissing him roughly. While they were distracted, she wriggled two slim fingers inside of him, causing a muffled yell from the mesh of scientist and comic book nerd tongue.
And then it was Insano’s turn to get all the attention. Together, they pinned him down and snickered as he growled and squirmed uselessly.
“Let me go! I am Dr. Insano!”
“Isn’t he so adorable when he goes all red like that, Link?”
“He’s so cute!” replied Linkara, mockingly sweet.
“Can you hold him for me?” As Linkara sat on Insano’s chest, she tossed her hair back and started nipping on the inside of his thigh.
“I will kill you for this, Linkara.”
“No, you won’t,” he said, as he gripped both of Insano’s wrists and started to swirl his thumb around his nipple.
Stifling a moan from all the stimulation, Insano tried again. “If anyone else wants to kill you, I’ll help them in an instant.”
His hold tightened and he repeated it more firmly. “No, you won’t.” Thinking of diving down to attack his mouth, he instead moved to the goggles, tracing the spiral with his tongue.
Insano finally gave in. “You’re right,” he whimpered.
An hour later, they were a mess of tangled, exhausted, extremely satisfied limbs. Linkara announced that he needed a shower and after much shifting and squirming, he finally managed to get himself free and stumbled towards the bathroom. As soon as they heard the water running, MarzGurl cuddled up to Insano and licked the bite on his lip.
“Sorry I used my teeth.”
He flung his arm around her and pulled her closer. “Sorry I pulled your hair so much.”
She giggled, pulling his goggles off. “Are you ever going to tell him?”
“No. Will you?”
She kissed his closed eyes affectionately. “Of course I won’t.”
Pairing: Linkara/Dr. Insano/MarzGurl
Warning: Threesome, obviously, and slightly explicit smut.
Word Count: 1,150
Disclaimer: Linkara, MarzGurl and Dr. Insano are the characters of real people. I mean Lewis, Kaylyn and Noah no disrespect at all and this is just a work of crack fiction.
Author's Notes: Okay, nombre, tell your pet to stop biting me! It's finally done and I'm praying you're happy with it. And now for the usual: hope this is a nice V-Day gift to all you lovely Treehousians, feedback is always love and it was beta'ed by the ever-lovely Cookie.
The brawl was over and everyone was making plans for other things. A large group including Spoony was milling around the garden with a dangerous amount of vodka, the Critic had muttered something about finding out what the hell was wrong with Ask That Guy, and a couple of the girls, including the Nostalgia Chick, had snuck off giggling into one of the spare rooms.
But Linkara didn't care about any of that (okay, maybe the part about the girls was kinda nice) because for one thing, MarzGurl had just kissed his fedora, patted his ass and ran off to parts unknown in her confusing womanly way and for another, he had a sick feeling in his stomach, which always meant Insano was around.
And of course he was right. As soon as he was alone, Insano jumped out of the storage cupboard.
He didn't react, only leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "Exactly how long have you been in there?"
Insano's obnoxiously nutty smile faded a little and he twitched. "A few hours, maybe?"
He snorted slightly. "You've really got to get another hobby."
He didn't expect what happened next; Insano pinning him to the wall with a growl. "You are my hobby."
He wriggled, trying to get the gun out of his coat pocket but he couldn't free his hand. "Can't you just play crappy video games or something?"
"This is so much more fun!" And then kissing ensued. After he got over the initial shock of Insano's tongue trying to get at his tonsils, he kissed back, his now-free hand reaching up to try and take the goggles off. It was only fair now to try and find out who apparently liked him this much. But Insano grabbed his hand in a tight grip, refusing to let him see and making him moan in frustration.
After what seemed like ages but what was probably only a few minutes, Insano stepped back and burst into laughter when Linkara slumped against the wall, looking up at him with a sulky expression. “I have finally defeated you!”
“Only in your dreams.” He decided he was going to put this out of his head. Because straight enemies do not kiss generally, especially not up against the wall in public view, especially not with a villain who couldn't stop giggling and especially not when you have a pretty-but-scary blue-haired girlfriend who could be anywhere.
**
Two weeks later, at Insano’s house, MarzGurl was ready to hit something in frustration. She had come by for Awful Movie Night and Insano was distracted. It's not like she expected him to be normal - the clue was in the name, after all - but the least he could do was not look so skittish all the time. It wasn’t like she came over to just sit on his couch and watch movies.
"Have you been on the caffeine again?"
He jumped. She rolled her eyes. "What? No!"
"Then why do you keep nervously looking upstairs?" She had a feeling that she knew already. (It's not like they had hid it at all well, Linkara was never usually that on edge.) It was just nice to see him squirm.
"I'm not," he said, starting to go into sulk mode.
She grinned and bolted upstairs, too fast for him to catch up.
"Linkara, you better be decent!" As she opened the bedroom door and covered her eyes just in case.
The resulting sight was hilarious to her. Dr. Insano looked like a kicked puppy, even with those huge goggles and Linkara had blushed a bright red and tried to hide under the sheet.
"Guys," she said, giggling. "I really don't mind."
Dr. Insano's head snapped up and Linkara's fedora and eyes emerged.
"Seriously?"
"In fact," she grinned perversely, knowing the effect it had on both of them. "Is that bed big enough for three?"
Linkara gave his own smirk. “I’m sure we can fit you in.”
As one, she and Insano crawled into the bed. She snuggled against Linkara, holding him by his hat as she kissed him hard. At the same time, Insano’s long fingers trailed teasingly up her jumpsuit-clad thigh.
“There are way too many clothes here,” someone moaned.
Well, that wouldn’t do. Insano shrugged off his clothes as quick as lightning and then MarzGurl was the only one dressed. Teasingly, the guys took it off her unbearably slowly: Linkara pulling down her zipper and Insano kissing every new glimpse of flesh that appeared.
“You’re not wearing passion panties?” Linkara whined in her ear, toying with her clit with his fingers.
“I ripped them off her last time we had sex,” Insano giggled, smugly, licking the outline of her spine.
A fierce blush crossed her cheeks. “Fuck you both.”
“Can’t wait.”
“Looking forward to it.”
She rolled her eyes and shifted underneath Linkara so that he was the one in the middle now. Not exactly the best punishment but it was worth it to see Insano yank his head back, hand predictably resting on his fedora and kissing him roughly. While they were distracted, she wriggled two slim fingers inside of him, causing a muffled yell from the mesh of scientist and comic book nerd tongue.
And then it was Insano’s turn to get all the attention. Together, they pinned him down and snickered as he growled and squirmed uselessly.
“Let me go! I am Dr. Insano!”
“Isn’t he so adorable when he goes all red like that, Link?”
“He’s so cute!” replied Linkara, mockingly sweet.
“Can you hold him for me?” As Linkara sat on Insano’s chest, she tossed her hair back and started nipping on the inside of his thigh.
“I will kill you for this, Linkara.”
“No, you won’t,” he said, as he gripped both of Insano’s wrists and started to swirl his thumb around his nipple.
Stifling a moan from all the stimulation, Insano tried again. “If anyone else wants to kill you, I’ll help them in an instant.”
His hold tightened and he repeated it more firmly. “No, you won’t.” Thinking of diving down to attack his mouth, he instead moved to the goggles, tracing the spiral with his tongue.
Insano finally gave in. “You’re right,” he whimpered.
An hour later, they were a mess of tangled, exhausted, extremely satisfied limbs. Linkara announced that he needed a shower and after much shifting and squirming, he finally managed to get himself free and stumbled towards the bathroom. As soon as they heard the water running, MarzGurl cuddled up to Insano and licked the bite on his lip.
“Sorry I used my teeth.”
He flung his arm around her and pulled her closer. “Sorry I pulled your hair so much.”
She giggled, pulling his goggles off. “Are you ever going to tell him?”
“No. Will you?”
She kissed his closed eyes affectionately. “Of course I won’t.”