Here is the next update in the what is the end of the world story. I really hope you enjoy however I do apologise for the length of the chapter I just couldn't split into in two without it feeling blocky and not flowing smoothly. As per normal feel free to leave constructive criticism and any ideas on where you want the story to go in the future :)
POV - Taylor
I sat down on the mattress that adorned the floor of the van that I call home. I rested my back against the seats of the van and pulled my knees close to my chest in an attempt to calm down.
WHORE, that's what my foster brother used to call me, as he violated my body and broke my mind. That man destroyed me and my Dixon boys are the people that put me back together again.
The moments in which he would caress my cheek, seemingly innocent to everyone else, it made me cringe. The times in which he would bring his friends over to play video games, yet it would alway be me they were playing with.
My foster parents never cared. To them I would be the troubled teen whose parents never loved them and they didn't want to change that. I was simply a way to bring in extra money.
I was shook from my musings by the van door opening and closing again to see Glenn. He crawled over and embraced me in a brotherly hug, giving silent emotional comfort. Glenn was aware that my past was rather unhappy and that foster homes are not a safe place for many children, but he never knew the full extent of it.
"I'm surprised you left after you hit him. You normally continue until someone has to pull you off" Glenn said, breaking the silence.
I looked up to Glenn. "Well I think I want to stay here. You seem close with T-Dog and the children need us Dixon's to keep them fed."
Our conversation was then interrupted by the van door yet again, revealing both Dixon brothers.
Both Merle and Daryl made eye contact with Glenn, giving him a look as if to say they had it from here. Glenn stood up and exited the van, he probably needed to do damage control. It had always been this way, if Daryl or Merle (sometimes both) got into trouble I would fix it, If I was involved Glenn would fix it and on the rare occasion that Glenn and I were only in trouble one of my boys would come and bail us out.
Once the van doors were closed they both stalked towards me, crouching low and keeping soft eye contact. They knew what my foster brother had done to me and with this knowledge they knew my mind would be wandering to those dark moments in which my body was violated. Neither one wanted to frighten me so a soft and slow approach was taken. I knew in my head that they wouldn't hurt me but at the moment I was aware that if I was to be suddenly grabbed I would lash out.
"Can we come close?" Merle was the first one to speak.
I looked up and away from the floor and silently nodded my head. So they took it as their cue and sat either side of me; Merle on the left and Darly on my right.
"We gave him a few more hits, even Glenn" Darly said trying to cheer my mood, knowing a good fight always helped.
"I'm fucking glad. I wanted to continue but those kids don't need to see more shit, they already live in such a fucked up world. I mean God I would rather be back in my foster home than be a 12 year old right now."
I felt so much anger towards Shane and somewhat the group, Rick being the only one other than Glenn and the Dixon's to stick up for me. I wanted to feel anything but anger at the moment and I wanted the comfort of both my fiance's. So in a moment of boldness I leaned to the right and locked lips with Daryl all whilst grabbing Merle's hand and placing it on my left breast and squeezing my hand over his. Both boys were too engrossed in my actions to react to what I was suggesting or the fact that both of them are currently touching me at the same time, during a seemingly sexual act. Something they would never normally do. But unfortunately they both came to their senses, surprisingly not reeling away from me but giving a questioning look between each other before locking their gazes with my eyes.
"Ty …. What are you doing?" Daryl was the first to question.
"I thought I lost you both. That I would never see or feel either of you again. I was scared for the first time in years" I took a breath and swiped some of the tears that were sliding down my cheeks.
"I want you both so much that it hurts" I finalised hoping that they would agree with my suggestion.
"Sweetie you didn't lose us. We're both here" Merle comforted looking me directly in the eye, his shiny blues contrasting against my dark hazel.
"I want you both. I want both my fiance's at the same time" I said nervously.
It was Darly's turn to comfort me next, "We've never done that before. Sweethar' we decided this when we first started; only one of us will touch you like that at once"
"I know and if you don't feel comfortable we don't have to. I just presumed that since yah didn't mind each other watching that the agreement was made so that I wouldn't get overwhelmed because of my past" I twiddled my thumbs nervously.
It was true neither brother minded watching as the other would fuck her. They both knew that each other loved her and that it was the fact that she was there and not the other brother that turned them on.
Both of them took what I said and thought it over looking at each other and coming to a silent agreement.
Daryl leaned over and took my chin in his hands and placed a warm kiss to my lips whilst Merle moved behind me to pepper my neck and shoulder with sweet sensual kisses. I guess the idea of both having me at once wasn't something they're opposed to.
"Darlin' we don't mind taking yah at once. God we've discussed this more than once to see if we were comfortable with it but we always thought that you wouldn't like it." Merle rasped out.
"Please I want you both so bad" I whispered.
Daryl pulled me over and into his lap so I was straddling him, pushing my torso against his and claiming my lips once again.
Merle settled behind us pulling my hair to the side before sliding his lips across my bare shoulder and slipping the thin straps of my top down my arms.
"GHmmm" Daryl moaned in pleasure at my breasts becoming visible to him.
I leaned back against Merle and arched my back pushing my bare breasts towards Darly, an encouragement for him to start teasing me.
Darly took one globe into his large and rough hands and brought his tongue to lick small wet circles around my nipple. All the while Merle kissed and nipped my neck and caressed my other breast. One Dixon in the sheets was enough to blow your mind but both pulling out all the stops at the same time was extraordinary.
I twisted in Daryl's grasp to sit upon his lap, facing Merle. I pulled him into a nasty kiss, all tongues and teeth, eliciting a goran of both surprise and pleasure from him. I ground down upon Daryl unconsciously, feeling him stiffen and grow beneath me. Hitching my breath as the friction of the seam of my pants and Daryl's crotch became too much to handle causing me to grow exponentially wetter.
I needed more and I needed it fast.
I began taking things into my own hands, my boys being far too clothed for my liking. I started with the grey overshirt Merle wore, pulling it over his broad shoulders and down his arms. This left my hands in the perfect position to grasp the hem of his whit t-shirt to whip it off his body to reveal his slightly hardened abdomen. I trail my hands from his shoulders up to his neck and to his jaw where I gently caressed whilst smashing my lips to his. The kiss was loving and sweet but soon became feverish and demanding when I opened my mouth to welcome his tongue.
Daryl sat caressing my waist and kissing along my neck and shoulders, making the wet patch grow on my trousers. I broke from the kiss to unclothe the other Dixon. I reached for the buttons of his sleeveless flannel only for my hands to be pushed away and grasped by Merle. Daryl trailed his hands from my face to my breasts, gently squeezing and molding. Merle relented his grip on my wrists to slide the thin straps of my top down my arms, exposing my bare breasts to Daryl's ministrations.
Merle's hands traveled down my arms to caress the buttons of my jeans, undoing them swiftly with practised ease. He slid his hand down the front, his surprisingly soft fingertips ghosting over the area I needed them most before travelling back up to apply pressure to my clit, over the top of the leotard, not yet noticing that I was without panties. His fingers swirled in short tight circles eliciting a filthy moan to escape, probably loud enough to be heard outside of the van.
"It's …. Un … fair how …. Dressed Daryl is" I let out breathlessly.
Merle stopped his gentle pleasuring, removing his hands from my pants.
I whined at the loss of contact. Before I could reach either one with my hands I was pushed away and onto the bed and my boys began shedding clothes.
Both Dixon's looked at me with their trademark smirk. "Well it looks like you who is overdressed now, Darlin'"
Without further hesitation my jeans were pulled from my legs and tossed across the van by Daryl. My leotard being the only thing keeping my lover half covered. I knelt on the bed, stripping myself of the rest as quickly as possible, ready for them both.
As I knelt at the end of the mattress I pulled Daryl to lie down across the mess of blankets and silks. I straddled his waist, knowing Merle was watching with rapt attention. I smashed my lips against Darly's leading to a deep gluteral goran leaving his supple lips as I slid him into me, sheathing him in a warm and encompassing heat.
I felt the mattress dip with the added weight of Merle who tore my mouth from Daryl's pulling me into a sitting position above Daryl changing the angle, whilst I ground down.
"Yah beautiful when filled with a Dixon" Merle rassped in my ear before claiming my mouth with his, our tongues swirling with each other.
He roughly shoved me so I was yet again led upon Daryl, with him thrusting up beneath me. I let out little mewls of appreciation and pleasure when Merle began preparing me for him.
With little warning Merle filled me as well. It was bliss feeling both of the men I love at once and it was too much and I came, violently.
Both Dixon's began thrusting harder and faster, chasing their own release before they both spilled within me.
They pulled out and I rolled off of Daryl and led beside him, throwing my leg over his and leaning my back and resting my head on Merle's arm, who was now spooning me.
I swiftly fell asleep feeling both safe and content in my lover's arms.