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jazzthatonewriterchick · 9 months

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Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

Pairing: poly!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Aged Up!Bakusquad (they’re all in their late 20s); Black-coded!Reader (but anyone can still read this); Alcohol/Marijuana Consumption; Dubcon; Groping; Thigh Grinding; Dry Humping; Spitting; Girl on Girl; Mutual Oral; Edge Play; Bondage/Tape Play; Shock/Electro Play; Drunk Sex; Daddy Kink; some DDLG; Spanking; Choking; Hair-pulling; Facefucking; UNPROTECTED PIV Sex; Degradation; Multiple Creampies; Facials; Some Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: I was DEEP down the Bakusquad hole one night like I was fucking Alice & decided to write this since it’s been at the back of my head for a couple of weeks. This one is NASTY. Enjoy! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

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“They’ve been starin’ at us all night, ya know.”

Mina sits next to you on the little leather lounge couch situated at the back of the club near the bar which has started to trickle down with activity. You and Mina have been here for over an hour, so the buzz of the night is starting to die down a bit, but the dance floor is packed and the drinks are still flowing.

And the eyes are still staring. A pair of two in particular that you can see piercing at you and your girlfriend from across the way. The two smoldering pairs of eyes belong to two very attractive men dressed in their best designer. They each have features that stand out to you as intriguing: the tallest one sitting on the right has long, black hair you bet is soft to the touch while the one on the left has arms roped in tattoos and lip piercings.

They are both hot. That much is clear. And their alluring, lustful stares are definitely piping you up as you sit nice and pretty with your girlfriend, a second fruity cocktail in your hand that will soon turn into a third. But though they are hot, you know four other men that are way hotter and that you would rather be here with you and Mina tonight.

But noooo, they’re just too damn busy to make time for their pretty girlfriends.

You mean towards Mina, dipping low to speak into her ear over the music blasting from the speakers overhead. “They can stare all they want,” you retort. “I’m way more interested in the four idiots that aren’t here right now.”

Mina scoffs, sipping on her second tequila sunrise of the night. You both love your girly drinks. “Waiting on them to come?” she chuckles, the flashing club lights making her ink-black eyes gleam. You flush in your mini dress, feeling hot despite the AC blasting and the exposed skin your little get-up provides. “You’ll be waiting a loooong time then, baby girl,” Mina scoffs, crossing her smooth, muscular legs over one another. “You know they’re at that meeting tonight discussing business or whatever.”

She rolls her eyes, ever the brat of your relationship. But you’re not exactly the opposite though. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t pissed that your boyfriends aren’t here, buying you and Mina all of the pretty drinks you want, giving you those lustful stares on the dance floor, and hyping you up in your outfits.

You made sure to look hotter than hot tonight. Like hot enough to make a man nut in his pants as soon as he sees you. You had raided your closet and pulled out a short, backless mini dress that made your legs look longer and showed off the curve of your spine sliding down towards your ass where a rhinestone G-string snugly sits below your stomach and in your ass crack.

You love, love, love this dress–how beautiful the pink fabric looks against your skin; how sexy it makes you feel. Not to mention how the hem of it barely covers your ass. If you are to bend over right now, everyone would get a good view of your ass that looks even plumper from the sparkly G-string.

The dress is one of your boys’ favorites. They’ve torn it off of you many, many times before. Combined with your heeled sandals, fresh mani and pedi, the perfume adorning your wrists and the back of your knees, and long braids that caress your back, you feel like a damn vixen.

Mina looks good enough to eat too. She decided on a mesh bodysuit that is skintight against her body and breasts, exposing the black bra she wears underneath, red pumps, and a leather mini skirt that doesn’t do much to cover the bottom of her asscheeks. You’re not sure if she’s wearing any panties, but knowing Mina and her bratty self, she did that for a reason.

She was the one who came up with this little plan to rile your busy pro boyfriends’ up. One hot afternoon while lounging by your pool at your shared condo, you two were more than pissed that your boys were still at work after saying they’d be home by two.

“Sorry, babes,” Denki sighed over speakerphone. “Patrol is takin’ much longer than we thought it would, so we’re still out here in the street. It’s hot as a bitch out here too.” You could hear the frustrations in his usually-upbeat tone as he gave you and Mina the rundown.

“Well, you could just leave early, can’t you?” you ask. “Aren’t there other pros working besides you, Sero, Kiri, and ‘Suki?”

You hear Sero make a “tsk” sound into the phone. “We wish we could, mama,” he sighs. “Almost everybody called out ‘cause of the heat, so we’re pretty much the only ones workin’ still, but we get a fat bonus out of this.”

“We’d better!” Katsuki hollers in the background. “It’s so hot out here, my fuckin’ balls are sweating. You two brats complainin’ aren’t makin’ things better for me either.”

You and Mina stared at each other in your designer sunglasses, mouths agape and offended. “Hey!” Mina scoffed, taking your phone from you. “It’s not our fault we feel neglected! You four have been blowin’ us off for weeks now to do work!”

And she’s right. The usual attention you and Mina get from your adoring, hot boyfriends has since been dwindling down ever since they started taking on more work at their agency. Now it’s all about work.

You try to get one of them to go out with you for a night in the city? “Sorry, babe, but I’ll be in the office late.”

You want to cuddle? “Baby, I can’t; this paperwork ain’t gonna do itself. Maybe later tonight.”

You want one of them to blow your back out and fucking do something about the ache between your legs? “Don’t you got one of your toys? We can do that later, alright?” That response was from Katsuki a week ago stressing over the whereabouts of a villain committing petty theft all over the city.

This dry spell has been happening for weeks now. And when you say a “dry spell”, you mean that shit. Not only have the boys been blowing you and Mina off for time alone, but the bedroom is dryer than the fucking Sahara desert.

While sex isn’t always between the six of you every single time, you miss it being that way––the connection you all have being together, touching and teasing each other; giving each other pleasure. You miss your favorite men aka your daddies domming you and Mina into submission, taking turns on your bodies and poor little pussies until you’re both aching for release. And more than anything, you miss the aftercare. You miss the cuddle piles; the soft kisses from Kiri and the the mindless touches from Sero; the nuzzles from Denki and the soft humming from a very sleepy Katsuki.

Recently, you and Mina have had to spent time with each other in the bedroom by yourselves without your daddies, if not use your toys. Though your rose toy and vibrator get the job done, toys never compare to physical touch. You need your boys. But they’re just too busy.

So Mina came up with the perfect idea after Katsuki told her to “sit her ass down, watch her mouth, and wait for them to get home” before hanging up and proceeding with their patrol. “We should go out,” she said as you began to put sun tan oil on her muscular back. Her eyes were closed and her face was relaxed.

“What, like, tonight?” you asked, rubbing your hands together once more to heat up the oil. Mina softly moaned as your hands knead into her back muscles, the sounds going straight to your clit. “Why not?” she replied. “Or this weekend. Maybe we can go dancing and meet some guys that’ll give us the attention we’re cravin’.”

She giggled at this, but you could tell she was serious. “I don’t know, Mina,” you hesitantly said, rubbing oil into her shoulders. “Don’t get me wrong; I love the idea of goin’ out to shake my ass and look cute, but without the guys? You know how they feel about other guys checkin’ us out.” You stopped rubbing her down and she looked back at you, concerned. “What if they get mad?” you timidly ask.

You’ve seen the boys mad before and didn’t want to face that wrath…or did you? The idea of riling your daddies up so much that they punished you with enough spanks to make your ass sting and filled your throat up to the point your eyes teared appealed to you more than you’d like to admit.

Mina could tell you were thinking it over and turned over, exposing her gorgeous breasts in her gold bikini top to you. “So what if they get mad?” she scoffed. “They’d better put that aggression into fucking us if that happens. We’ve been trying to get their asses to show us a little attention for weeks, but it’s always about work!”

She sat up, taking your hands in hers. “So if they don’t want to pay attention to us, then we’ll make them pay attention––by wearing our hottest shit and spending time with some dudes that would gladly give us what we want.” She smirked at you, mischief in her eyes. “So what do you say, baby girl? This Saturday?”

All you could do was smile back as an excited flutter formed in your tummy. Now here you were one a hot Saturday night, wearing your sluttiest outfits and getting checked out without your boys here to keep an eye on you. Just like you and Mina planned. “You really think they won’t show up?” you ask, slight disappointment blooming in you. “We posted our pics all over IG, so you know they saw.”

“They probably did,” Mina says, wrapping her glossy, sparkly lips around her straw to sip her cocktail. “If they aren’t tied up at work, that is. Can you imagine them walking in here right now? Katsuki would probably have us bent over this couch.”

You laugh along with her, cackling at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Or Sero would tie us up and drag us out of here,” you giggle. Your eyes then glide up and down your girlfriend’s form in her clothes, your mouth suddenly dry. “You know, you really look so good tonight. I almost don’t even want the boys to have you.”

She giggles, pressing a sticky kiss to your cheek. “Thank you, babe,” she purrs into your ear. “You look absolutely delicious.” Her hand glides down to her ass, squeezing it. “Y’know, I bet those guys over there would say the same thing. Don’t wanna waste this little fit, do you?”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the long-haired hottie take a drag of his blunt that suddenly looks very appealing to you. ‘Fuck it,’ you think. You came here to not only rile up your boys, but to also let loose and have some fun. Why stay back here and act like you aren’t interested in these two?

So you stand and take Mina’s hand in yours. “Let’s go and say hi,” you purr. Mina giggles excitedly from beside you, sipping on her drink like it’s justice as you walk her over to the leering duo. Their stares get even more lustful and lecherous as you get closer to them, their eyes gliding over your legs, hips, thighs, and titties jiggling with every step.

You know what they want and there is no way you’re going to give it up to them. You wouldn’t dare ruin your amazing, romantic, poly relationship with Mina and your boys. But the idea of acting up with them enough to ruffle the feathers of your boyfriends makes your heart skip a beat and your pussy leak. You stop in front of them with Mina, smiling down at them. “Are those seats taken?” you ask, a breathless, sexy tone leaking into your voice. You point one manicured finger at the empty spots beside either one of them.

The duo look at the empty seats then at each other before smirking up at you both. “Not at all,” the tattooed one answers. “Please, join us. We’ve been waitin’ on you two all night.” Mina giggles as she sits down next to him while you take a seat next to the long-haired one. “We can tell; you two have been starin’ at us almost all night.”

The tattooed man laughs, flashing his pearly whites at your girlfriend. “Well, it’s not every day you see a pro hero and her pretty friend walk into a club.” At the mention of “friend”, you look at Mina, trying not to laugh at her wobbling lips as she struggles to keep in her giggles.

“Well, you’re in luck then,” you chuckle. “I’m Y/N and of course, you know Mina aka Pinkie.” The long-haired hottie takes short puff of his blunt, making sure to blow it out of your face. “I’m Aki and this here is Kanaki,” he says in a deep, raspy voice that would make any woman’s pussy wet. His friend, Kanaki, gives you a nod. “We just got done some boxing practice and came here for a night out.”

“Oh, you’re boxers?” Mina asks, interested. Kanaki smiles at her, dimples popping in his cheeks. He’s a panty-dropper too. “Best in the business,” he cockily replies. “We come here often for relaxation, but we’ve never seen you two before.”

“Work unfortunately keeps us busy,” Mina explains, “but tonight was a good night for us. We’re just here for a good time.” Kanaki smirks at Aki before turning back to Mina, his intentions pure to you. “So are we,” he rasps, . “I bet we could all have some fun together.”

Aki nods in agreement, taking another puff of his blunt. He sees you watching him and removes the blunt from his lips, a puff of smoke billowing from between his lips. “Want a hit?” he asks. “You smoke?”

“Not often,” you sheepishly reply, “but I’m here to relax so…if you don’t mind…” Aki passes you the blunt without another word and you take a small hit, coughing a bit as the smoke fills your lungs. When you take another short puff, you already feel the weed take effect on you and let the smoke billow from your parted, glossed lips. Aki watches your mouth, hypnotized.

“You ladies want some drinks?” Kanaki asks, already whipping out his wallet. “We’re buying.” You and Mina share an excited look and look at the drink menu before ordering a round of Patron shots with a side of lemon, lime, and salt. You and Mina finish your cocktails before indulging in the shots with Aki and Kanaki, pretending not to notice them staring at your lips when you suck on the lemon and lime slices.

Suddenly, one shot turns into two. Then three. Then four. And then two puffs of Aki’s joint turn into four.

Before you know it, you are absolutely fucking gone. And before you know it, an hour later after meeting the two, you’re on the dance floor with them and Mina, the weed making you feel relaxed and the alcohol making you feel like you could touch the moon. You feel light as a feather, giggly, and bubbly. The world is spinning and slightly blurry, but it also seems beautiful and nice to you. Everything is good. Everyone is sexy.

Especially your girlfriend. She grinds against you now, her body pressed against yours as you rock against each other to “Body Party” by Ciara which seems to make everyone horny. Your hands are under her skirt, grasping her asscheeks and giving Kanaki a flash of her jiggling, pink cheeks that he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of.

Aki is the same. He stands beside you two in the crowd of grinding bodies under the flashing lights, ogling at your bodies grinding against each other. You giggle with Mina’s arms still snaked around your waist, her hips flush against yours as you pull your phone out of your purse. You fumble to tap in your code and open the camera app, but once you do, you raise your phone up towards your girlfriend and your “friends” for the night. “Smile, y’all!” you drunkenly shout. “Smile for the camera!”

You smile at your phone, big and bright. Mina gives your phone the middle finger and a devious smile while Kanaki and Aki barely look at the phone when the flash goes off. You can’t even put your phone away before Mina is all over you again, tossing her arms around your neck. “Gimme a kiss, Y/N,” she whines, puckering her lips at you. Drunk off of her and everything around you, you grip the back of her head and pull her in close for a sloppy, lustful kiss.

You plunge your fingers through her messy, pink girls while she trails her hands down to your ass, gripping it. You moan into her mouth, giving her the opportunity to slip her tongue into it and swirl it with yours. Soft moans and giggles emit between you, floating in the air and to the ears of Kanaki and Aki that have gotten much closer to you and Mina, watching the scene unfolding before them.

Your phone suddenly vibrates and you pull away from a pouty Mina, a string of saliva connected to your bottom lips. “Hold up, I’m getting a call!” you laugh. “I’ll be right back, babe.”

You give Mina a wink before stumbling off of the dance floor, pulling down your skirt in the back as much as you can. You decide to go to the nearest ladies’ room and lean against the wall where the long line is before answering the call. You look down at the caller ID, grinning when you see one of your boyfriends’ names there. With a drunk giggle, you answer. “Hellooo?” you sing into the phone.

“There the fuck you are!” Katsuki huffs with relief. “Where the fuck are you two? We’ve been calling you two all night! Texting you, blowin’ up your phone!” You scowl confusedly at this newfound information. “You have?” you ask, confused.

Briefly, you pull your phone away from your ear and check your missed calls and texts. Sure enough, Katsuki is right: you have two missed calls Kiri, one from Denki, a text from Sero asking if you’re okay, and three calls and a very angry text from Katsuki asking where the fuck you are. “Oh!” you giggle, continuing the call. “Sorry, my ringer is off.”

As you thought, Katsuki is not happy about that at all. “Why the fuck is your ringer off, Y/N?” he growls. “And where are you? It’s loud as fuck in there. I can’t even hear you.”

You put one foot up on the wall, leaning your back flush against the cool tiles. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” you scoff. Katsuki pauses, obviously not believing you just said that. Do you want to die?

But it isn’t Katsuki who speaks this time––it’s Kiri. “Yes, we do,” he replies in a voice you’ve never heard from him before. It sounds like it’s taking everything in him to not reach through the phone and spank you. “Don’t play with us right now, Y/N. Where are you and Mina?”

Your stomach twirls nervously at the undercurrent of anger in Kiri’s voice, but it also causes heat to pool between your legs. Kiri isn’t the type to get worked up so easily, so to see it now is kind of hot. “Well, for your information, shark boy,” you scoff, “my girlfriend and I are at a nice club havin’ nice drinks with these very nice guys we met since you four are too busy for us.” You take a lock of your braids and twirl it around your finger as more word vomit rises to the surface. “Oh, they bought us shots too. And one said he likes my dress.”

“You’re wearin’ that pink one?” Denki asks, sounding excited. You giggle giddily in response, finding humor in his whine. But Katsuki stomps on that giddiness real quick. “Dammit, why’d you have to pull that one out?!” he snaps.

You take the phone away from your ear for a moment, scowling at it. Who the fuck is he yelling at? “Because you four idiots are too busy to take care of us!” you snap right back. “So we’re out here doin’ it ourselves. We’ve been asking you four to spend time with us for weeks, but it’s always, ‘Noooo, Y/N, we’ve got paperwork to finish’. ‘No sex tonight, Mina; we’ve got a meeting tomorrow morning’.”

You lean your foot back down to the ground and cross your arm over your midsection, suddenly feeling cold and small. “We’re just feelin’ neglected,” you weakly say. “We miss our boys.”

The other side of the phone is silent, the boys obviously dumbfounded at the truth in your and Mina’s horrible decision. “Baby, just come home, okay?” Kiri soothingly says. “We can talk about then.” Sero agrees, taking the phone. “Yeah, mama, just relax and we can discuss it at all in private,” he coos. “Here, let me order you two a Lyft and–“

“I don’t want a Lyft,” you shortly reply. “I wanna dance. I wanna have fun. So I’m gonna go now.”

“Wait, Y/N!” Katsuki shouts, but your finger is already hovering over the button to end the call. “Byeeee!” you shriek into the phone before hanging up. The illusion of pride overflows inside of you as you strut back over to the dance floor. ‘I told them,’ you think proudly with a giggle, not even thinking about how you’re going to get your pussy beaten black and blue later for this little charade.

When you shimmy back onto the dance floor, Mina is twirling her lips like it’s no one’s business and holding a new drink. “Ooooh, what’s that?” you ask, pointing at her glass. It is orange and topped with ice and chopped oranges and strawberries, reminding you of a tequila sunrise but better. Mina gives you a deviously sexy look, her gold eyes shimmering. You know exactly what she wants. “Wanna taste it?” she giggles, and you nod, practically salivating for another taste of her.

You let her yank you over to her before she takes a sip of the drink. Instantly, you open your mouth wide and tilt your head back, allowing her to hover her mouth over yours and spit the alcohol and her saliva right into your mouth. You hum appealingly at the taste of her and the fruity drink, the nasty act making you gush in your thong. Kanaki and Aki are close to falling out from the scene. “Fuck!” Aki groans. “Can you do that to me too please?”

Mina turns to the boys, wagging her finger at them. “Mm-mm, sorry,” she giggles. “That’s reserved for my girl.” She wraps an arm around you, pulling you close into her perfume-soaked neck. “And our daddies,” she whispers. “You think they’re mad at us?”

You know for a fact from the phone call that they are livid, but you can’t bring yourself to care too much. The alcohol, the music, and Mina’s lips don’t allow you to. All you want right now is her. You wordlessly lean in to kiss her again, your lips moving sloppily against each other. You both moan into each other’s mouths as your tongues swirl and flick against one another, too drunk to realize that you two are tongue kissing in public.

“God, you two are so fucking hot,” Aki groans from behind you. “I’d kill to touch either of you.”

Mina pulls away, all of her lipgloss gone and somewhere on your mouth. “We know!” she giggles. “Butcha can’t, can they, Y/N?” She winks playfully at you, wrapping her arms securely around your body. “We already belong to someone…well, somebodies.”

You giddily nod, turning to Aki. He has gotten closer, so close than you can see the bulge that has begun to protrude from his pants. “As sexy as you two are?” he scoffs, leering down at you under the strobe lights. “Of course, but they ain’t here, are they?”

“I wouldn’t put money on that, pal,” Kiri replies from behind him. Wait…Kiri?!

You and Minajump like you see a ghost as soon as you lay eyes on the big and buff redheaded hunk. He stands there behind Aki with his inked, muscled arms crossed over his broad chest covered by a black muscle tee. And he doesn’t look the least bit happy. Aki jumps at the sight of him, nearly tripping over his own feet. “Red Riot?!” he asks you and Mina, shocked. “You’re dating Red Riot?!”

You and Mina don’t answer, too flabbergasted at the presence of your boyfriend standing there, looking very disappointed in both of his girls. “So this is where you two headed off to,” he sighs, shaking his head in disapproval. “I knew Denki would recognize the place from your IG stories.” His red eyes tick between the two of you. “You two are in big trouble, you know that, right?”

You and Mina look at each other, faces pale and fear in your eyes. You two are fucked. “K-Kiri, we…” Your mouth runs dry, your tongue too heavy for words. Kiri’s brows raise expectantly.

“You…what?” he asks. “You decided to be two needy little brats and make us worry over you? You wanted to get a rise out of us?” The corner of his pierced lips curl into a crooked, dry smirk. “Well, baby girls, you did.”

Your body is on fire, but not out of excitement. You know damn well you’re going to get an earful about this from all of them, not just your platinum blonde-haired Chihuahua of a boyfriend. “Kiri, we’re sorry,” Mina weakly says, staring up at the redhead through her lashes. Usually, her soft, puppy-dog eyes work, but not this time. “Oh, it ain’t just me you’re gonna have to apologize to, baby girl,” Kiri chuckles darkly. “You’ve also got these three.”

His eyes tick above your heads. Even without turning around, you can sense the presence of your three other boyfriends standing behind you. When you and Mina slowly turn, you’re met with the very ticked-off Katsuki, Sero, and Denki standing behind you, arms crossed over their buff chests and anger radiating off of them in waves.

Oh, shit.

Your eyes widen as Mina grabs your hand, gripping it tightly. You both know you’re fucked. “What’s up, mamis?” Sero snickers, staring down at you and Mina with a dark look. “You look scared.” Denki grins deviously at you, practically licking his chops. “Both of them do,” he giggles. “Like they’re lookin’ at their death.”

Bakugou barely moves except for the slight twitch by his eye––a sign that he is very, very angry. “Not till we get ‘em home,” he growls.

His eyes then tick up to Aki and Kanaki still standing near you, their eyes wide with shock. “Da fuck are you two still standin’ there for, huh?” Bakugou snarls. “They’re ours. Now back the fuck up if you know what’s good for you.” He raises his hand and the crackle of his sweat glistening in his palm is all it takes to send the two men scrambling off.

You and Mina are practically shivering in your boots as your four boyfriends stand over you, the fear of the unknown taking over your bodies. What’s going to happen when they get you home? Are they going to spank your asses until they’re red? Are they going to edge you until you’re both crying and begging for release? Or, even worse, are they just going to do nothing at all? No touching or teasing? Neither one of their thick cocks filling you up?

Katsuki’s crimson eyes flick around the room, noticing the club-goers watching them in awe.

“Let’s get outta here,” he grumbles lowly. “Too many eyes.” Sero gives a nod before raising his elbows and shooting several yards of sticky tape at you and Mina. You girls shriek as the tape sticks to your wrists and ankles, tying them together so movement is near impossible. Before you can protest, Katsuki is hosting you over his shoulder while Kiri scoops Mina up bridal style, much to her dismay.

“Wait!” you shout, batting your fists against Katsuki’s muscular back. “Put me down!” This only gets you a hard smack on the ass that has you gasping and tears stinging in your eyes. It only gets worse as he travels through the club and you catch the wandering eyes of strangers. Some of their phones out, taking pictures and recording, laughing and gossiping. It’s so humiliating. All you want to do is hide under your covers and never come out again.

You’ve never felt more revealed until you’re outside at the valet, the cool air soothing your clammy, hot skin. When you finally get to the sleek, black Range Rover that the boys each share among each other (you have a white one while Mina’s is pink), Katsuki and Kiri finally lower you and Mina down onto the pavement. You don’t bother pulling down your dress, your dignity already ruined.

Katsuki looks like he’s about to blow a damn fuse judging from the vein pulsing in his neck. “Can’t believe you two did this shit,” he angrily growls. “Had me stressin’ at work, blowin’ up your goddamn phone, wondering if you two were okay…only to see that you two brats were flashin’ your pussies for those two extras in there.” You stare down at your shoes, pissed at your boyfriends’ behavior but also at your own. You just wanted some attention is all.

Mina peers up at Katsuki through her black lashes with her ink-black eyes, her lips smudged of her lipgloss. “Katsuki,” she weakly says. Katsuki’s eyes sharpen at his government name being used. “Who?” he growls, crossing his beefy arms over his chest. You and Mina share the same ‘uh-oh’ look, realizing that your man has now switched into fully Daddy Dom mode. You’re sure the other three have done the same. And that is so, so hot.

Mina nervously licks her lips, squeezing her thighs together. “D-Daddy,” she whimpers. “Please, guys, it was all my idea. I wanted to–“

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki growls. Mina buttons her lip as he opens the door to the backseat, jutting his chin inside the car. “Get your asses in the car, now.” You and Mina have no choice but to climb into the backseat of the car, getting two harsh smacks on the ass in the process. Denki and Sero get in behind you and position themselves in their seats first before having you and Mina sit in their laps.

When Katsuki and Kiri get in the front seats, Katsuki practically jams his key into the ignition and tails out of the valet like a bat out of hell. He has gotten plenty of tickets before for his driving which becomes exceedingly more reckless when he is pissed. Only now now he is pissed and also horny: a dangerous combination. Kiri turns on the stereo and bumps a City Girls song; one that you particularly like and always gets you dancing.

Denki grips your hips from underneath you, nearly digging his nails into your mini dress.

“Oooh, you two are gonna get it at home,” he growls, a devious edge to his voice. You sit rigidly on top of him, legs closed and hands in your lap. “But before that happens…” You feel his warm hand on your cheek, turning you to face him and those electric, golden eyes. “Now show us exactly what you were doin’ with those two in there, princess,” he hums. “It was pretty good music. I bet you were grinding this pussy all over them on that dance floor, weren’t you?”

His hands slide down your sides to your thighs, squeezing them generously, before using one hand to pry your legs open to reveal your glittery thong. You whimper as his fingers begin to slide up and down the tiny cloth covering above your pussy. “Mmm, so wet already,” he coos to you. “Was that because of those guys or ‘cause you knew we’d fuck you up when you finally got home?”

You don’t answer, not sure how to. Plus, Denki’s fingers rubbing circles around your clit is making it hard to think straight. “Katsuki, turn up the music,” he orders. The platinum-blonde glaringly stares at his golden-haired boyfriend through the rearview mirror. “Don’t tell me what to do,” he growls, but does so anyway. The music is soon bumping through the speakers as Katsuki zooms down the highway, swerving lanes like a madman.

Denki begins to swerve and swirl his hips underneath you, bumping his hard-on against your pussy and ass. “Dance for us, princess,” he demands, taking his hand to give your thigh a smack. He turns to Mina who has her skirt up her thighs, Sero’s hands all over her. “That goes for you too, Pinkie. Show us exactly how hard you got those losers in there.”

You press your lips together disapprovingly. “But they weren’t–“ You’re cut off by a sharp hiss from your lips when Denki grabs your hair, yanking on it. “Is that lip?” he asks, a growl in his voice. Heat pools between your thighs at his switch in character. Usually, though mischievous, Denki is very laid-back, so to see him way out of his element and being so dominant with you is a major turn-on for you. You slowly shake your head and he releases your hair though your scalp stings. “That’s what I thought. Now get to it.”

So you and Mina dance for the men sitting underneath you, your asses twirling and grinding into their laps and hardened cocks underneath their pants. You place your hands firmly on Denki’s knees and your feet on the car floor as you toot your ass up and down for him, shaking it as much as you can in the backseat. The more you dance, the more Denki ogles and grabs, the more turned-on he gets.

“Look at this lil’ dress ridin’ up,” he coos, his hands back under your dress. “I bet it was like that on the dance floor, wasn’t it? And what’s this here?” He roughly pulls you back down to sit on his lap and lifts your dress up high to reveal your sparkly thong. “My favorite thong too?” A deep, aroused growl emits from his throat. “I didn't realize you were wearin’ it, babe. You’re just lookin’ to get fucked, aren’t you?”

He begins to rub circles along your clit again, sending sparks of pleasure deep into your core. Before you can say anything to stop him, his fingers are creeping under your thong to move them aside, revealing your aching, puffy, wet pussy to him, Sero, and Kiri and Katsuki who stare in the rearview mirror. “Denki,” you whimper, your thighs quivering as his fingers ghost over your pussy, teasing you even more.

“You’re wearin’ that glittery shit?” Katsuki rumbles, his knuckles turning white from how tight he’s gripping the wheel. “You’re gonna fuckin’ get it later, I hope you know that.”

“This one ain’t no better,” Sero comments along with Mina’s soft whimpers. You turn, finding his fingers under Mina’s dress. “Just look at this shit!” He cackles as he lifts her dress up to reveal her bare, apple-bottomed, pink ass to the whole car. Kiri turns around now, staring into the backseat. “No panties, babe?” he laughs in awe. “Guess you two were desperate for everyone to know how slutty you are.”

You watch as Sero begins to toy with Mina, pressing his mouth on both of her asscheeks to nibble and kiss at them. Mina wantonly moans, her eyes fluttering closed as her boyfriend’s hands move to her sides, his fingers sliding up and down them. You’re so distracted that you don’t even realize that Denki has removed his hand from your thong to replace them with his knee. His solid knee feels so good on your throbbing pussy and clit, giving you the relief you need as you begin to grind your cunt against his thigh. “Denki,” you whimper. “Please.”

Denki moves his hand to place on your throat, not squeezing but letting you know it’s there. “Please what, princess?” he hums. “Hm? You wanna stop?” You weakly shake your head, words dying in your throat as whimpers and moans bubble to the surface. Denki chuckles and grips your neck harder now, causing you to gasp. “Of course, you don’t, you little slut,” he whispers into your ear. “Of course you like grinding on my thigh like the desperate cumslut you are.”

“Fuck, Sero!” Mina suddenly squeals from beside you. In the haze of your pleasure, you turn, finding Mina with her legs open wide and Sero’s finger curling into her wet pussy. As he slowly fingerfucks her, you can hear how wet Mina’s pussy is, the lewd sounds making you grind harder against Denki’s thigh.

“Fuck!” Katsuki grunts. “I can hear how wet they are. You two brats are lucky I’m driving.” Kiri is just about dying, ogling at the two of you from the passenger’s seat. “God, that’s so hot,” he groans. “I can't wait to get you two home.”

And only when you two get home. Making that clear, Denki forces you to stop by gripping your waist and Sero pauses his fingerfucking to give you both a firm glare. “Don’t cum,” Katsuki orders, staring sharply at both of you girls in the rearview mirror. “Neither one of you. If you cum now, you won’t be able to cum later, understood?”

Though dizzy with pleasure, you and Mina manage to answer him the way he wants to be answered: “Yes, daddy,” you both weakly say, chests heaving, hearts racing, and pussies wet.

When you finally get in the house fifteen minutes later after flying across the city, you barely have any time to get your shoes off before the boys are hustling you and Mina upstairs. At some point, Katsuki throws you over his shoulder and Kiri hikes Mina up in his arms, running up the steps with you girls as you squeal in protest. When you get to your master bedroom, Katsuki kicks the door open and tosses you onto the bed. You shriek as you go flying before hitting the mattress, bouncing a bit as you do.

Mina goes flying too as Kiri tosses her down beside you. You two them lay on your backs, staring up at your four boyfriends looming over your tinier figures, staring down at you almost predator-like. “What should we do with them first?” Denki excitedly asks, lust in his eyes. Katsuki deviously smirks at you and Mina, filling you with dread. “I’ve got just the thing,” he chuckles before glaring down at you girls. “Get on your knees, hands behind your back.”

Sharing a withering look, you and Mina slowly do as Katsuki says. As you sit with your pretty asses facing them in such a submissive position, the four groan at the sight, making you bite your lip in utter anticipation. The throbbing in your pussy only gets worse when Sero reapplies the tape to your ankles and wrists, making it hard to move or escape. You’ve never been this horny before. What is it about pissing your boyfriends off that makes you so damn wet?

Sero then steps back to admire his handiwork. “Now neither one of you can run from us,” he deviously hums. “We can do whatever the fuck we want with you now.” That turns you on even more: to be so helpless under their touches; to be completely at their mercy. Sero runs a finger down your cheek, his touch making you quiver. ”But you wouldn’t run away even if you didn’t have my tape wrapped around your wrists, would you?”

You know the answer: hell no. And Mina knows it too.

“Bend ‘em over,” Katsuki grunts, foreplay be damned. “I need to teach these two greedy sluts a lesson in obedience.” Sero and Kiri do as they are ordered and position you and Mina so you’re both bent over, knees and the soles of your feet dug into the mattress. “Are we being punished?” Mina asks, her voice slightly muffled from the mattress.

You adjust your head slightly to look behind you, finding Katsuki glaring at her from above. He then yanks her skirt over her pink ass before doing the same to you, leaving the thong on. “What the fuck do you think?” he hisses before his hand is colliding with the meat of her ass. A loud whine leaves Mina’s lips and you flinch at the harsh sound of skin colliding with skin.

You don’t have much time to prepare when Katsuki is giving you the same treatment. His hands are rough from years of pro-hero work, so his slaps hurt like hell. They are rough and sting like fire licking across your skin. You gasp and gnaw harshly on your lip to avoid crying out. He continues to do this to both you and Mina, making your asses jiggle and tears spring into your eyes. “Is this what you wanted?” he grunts. “To get punished like this? Make me lose my mind like this?”

You dig your face into the mattress, muffling your screams of pain at merciless spanks. Finally, Kiri tags in, putting a hand on Katsuki’s chest to stop him. “My turn,” he darkly chuckles. “Brace yourself, ladies. You know my hand is heavy.” And boy, is it. Way more than Katsuki’s because of his quirk. His hands are hard and rough, his palms calloused.

And they hurt even worse when they collide with your ass. Adding new, fresh spanks on top of the ones Katsuki already gave you is the worse pain you’ve ever felt. It’s excruciating. You’re so sure that your ass is red despite your skin tone at this point with how harsh Kiri is being.

“Don’t flinch,” he orders. “You wanted this shit, then you’ve got it. All the attention you could ask for. He gives both you and Mina the same treatment, wailing in on your asses like he's trying to get some gold rings out of you. He babbles about how fat your asses are and how they jiggle whenever he smacks them, obviously enjoying how they move.

Then it’s Denki’s turn. Ever the sadist, when he brings his hand down upon you, he makes sure to slip his quirk in too. As his hand collides with your ass, a tiny spark shoots from his palm to your ass straight through your ass. You quiver and shake at the short electrocution, a gasp leaving your lips. “Oops!” he mockingly says. “Guess I let my quirk slip.” Though you can’t see it with your face still in the mattress, you can hear Mina’s shriek and feel her body shivering when Denki gives her the same treatment.

“Fuck, that shiver was so cute,” Kiri groans. “Do that again, Denks.” Denki does so to both you and Mina, giving you two shock after shock. Each one is more intense than the next, making you feel as if you are repeatedly being poked with an electric rod. Then it’s Sero’s turn and though he gives your asses some wet kisses first to soothe the pain, all of that goes to shit when his hands collide with your asscheeks too.

Minutes feel like hours the more hits you take from them, one after the other. Your and Mina’s cries fill the bedroom, bouncing off of the walls for no one to hear. Your ass begins to ache and sting to the point where you’re crying, the comforter wet beneath you. “Please stop!” you tearfully beg. “It hurts!” Mina sniffles beside you, softly crying at the pain.

Though the spanks luckily stop, you feel two rough, thick fingers peel your soaked thong away from your cunt and playing with your pussy, easing some of the fiery stings along your asscheeks. “Your pussy says something completely different,” Katsuki tsks. “Little slut. You still need to be taught a lesson, don’t you?” You then suddenly feel his thick, wet tongue sliding along your wet folds, sucking on your pussy lips and on the sensitive bud of your clit. Your mouth falls open at the feeling, your ass shamelessly arching into his face. “F-Fuck, ‘Suki!” you moan.

You turn your head to look at Mina, finding Kiri kneeling behind her ass, his hands prying her cheeks apart. “Don’t think you don’t get the same treatment, bratty girl,” he teasingly purrs before his mouth is on Mina’s pretty, pink pussy, devouring every inch of it.

Katsuki isn’t at all slow or loving. He eats every single part of your pussy, sucking harshly on the right places and being more gentle yet merciless with the other, more sensitive parts of you. You even feel his finger sliding against the puckered hole of your asshole, making your body quiver from the sheer among of pleasure you’re feeling. The sounds that leave your lips are loud and lewd, bouncing off of the bedroom walls. From beside you, you can hear the sobbing, wet sounds of Kiri licking Mina’s pussy as she moans and whines, her face buried deep into the bed. Katsuki pulls away from your clit momentarily to bark, “Sero, Denki; plug up those other holes of there’s.”

You weakly look up to find Denki and Sero kneeling in front of you and Mina, looking excited and extremely devilish. “Oooh, I love this part,” Denki happily sighs. “I’ve been wantin’ to fuck their throats all night!” He settles in front of Mina, forcing her to look up at him by gripping her hair and hoisting her up onto her forearms. He then yanks down his pants with one hand, revealing his hardened cock protruding from a patch of golden, trimmed curls.

Sero smirks down at you, his hands working his zipper down. “Guess I get you tonight, mami,” he purrs. “No matter. Both of your pretty little throats make me happy either way.” Then his pants are coming off too, revealing a hard, thick cock jumping against his toned lower stomach, the boubous head bubbling with precum. “Open up,” he growls and you have no choice but to do so when Katsuki plunges his tongue inside of your pussy, tongefucking you without warning. As your mouth opens on a long whine, Sero plunges his cock deep into your mouth.

“That’s it, mama,” he groans as his thick cock stretches out your mouth. “Take me deep. Don’t be distracted.” You whine around his length, nearly choking it from how deep it goes until you nearly feel it touch the back of your throat.

“Fuck!” Sero growls, his hand moving to the back of your head to wind your braids around his fist. It becomes even harder to focus when he begins fucking your face, his stomach pressing against your nose again and again as he plunges his dick in and out of your mouth, emitting gargled gasps and muffled whines from you.

While all you smell and taste is Sero, you don’t just feel his thick cock stretching your jaw. The fact that you feel him and Katsuki both fucking your holes makes it so hard to focus on anything. You feel yourself going slack, your limbs growing tired and your jaw aching from Sero repeatedly fucking your throat. “This is what you wanted, right?” he grunts, the black hairs from his mullet in his face. “You just wanted to get fucked like the sweet lil’ slut you are?”

You gargle in response and he removes his cock, now dripping in your saliva, from your mouth. You are awarded air then and gulp down as much as you can, coughing. Sero grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “Sorry, mama; I couldn’t hear you,” he chuckles. “Now say it again. Let the guys hear you.”

You can tell without looking that Katsuki, Kiri, and Denki are listening intently to you, waiting for you to say what they already know. Sero squeezes your cheeks together, making it hard to speak, but you manage to do so, your voice soft and weak from your throat being fucked. “Yes, papi,” you answer, peering up at Sero through your lashes. “Your baby girl just wanted to get fucked. We both did.” Mina wines pitifully beside you, proving your statement.

This makes your boys go completely feral. Sero plugs your mouth back with his cock and fucks it like it’s his last time doing so, Denki following suit with Mina’s throat. Katsuki is having a ball behind you, his hands roughly gripping your ass and his tongue flicking along your clit the way you like. “Slutty lil’ bimbo, makin’ me so worried for you,” he growls into your cunt, the vibrations filling your core with pleasure. “All just ‘cause you wanted some dick.” His tongue then plunges deep into your pussy, making you whine around Sero’s cock.

It doesn’t take long for Sero or Denki to cum. You know Sero is close by how hard he starts gripping your hair, nearly yanking the braids out of your scalp. His thrusts are rougher and harder, his abs slamming against your mouth and his heavy balls swinging against your chin. “Gonna cum,” he growls. “Such a good girl takin’ this dick, baby.”

Denki is whining, overly-dramatic mess. His moans are loud and bounce off the walls as he slams his cock deep into Mina’s throat while Kiri continues to eat her out like she’s his last meal. “Gonna cum!” Denki shouts, his head thrown back in ecstasy. “Gonna cum deep down your slutty throat!” Mina whines is response as Kiri nibbles lightly on her pussy lips with his sharp teeth, chuckling at her reactions.

You get no kind of warning when Sero finally floods your mouth with his cum, swearing in Spanish as he does so. There is so much nut that it spills out of your mouth and dribbles down your chin. “Hold it,” he demands as he slips his semi-hard cock out of your mouth. “Lemme see my cum in your mouth, puta.”

You carefully tilt your chin up to hold his cum in your mouth, showing the creamy substance on your tongue. Sero grins down at you proudly. “Good girl,” he coos, pecking your forward. “Now swallow.”

As soon as Denki and Sero cum in your and Mina’s mouth, you know that you’re deep in for a night of punishment. The rest of the things your men do to you and your girlfriend are one torturous yet pleasurable blur that is only heightened by the weed you smoked and the shots of alcohol you threw back earlier at the club. Katsuki and Kiri don’t let you or Mina cum, pulling away when you’re just about to burst all over their faces. “Not yet,” Katsuki growls. “You two sluts don't get to cum until we say so.”

Before you know what’s happening, Sero is repositioning your tired arms up high over your head and laying you down on your back so you’re side by side with Mina. You stare into her inkwell eyes and at her soft, pink lips when you’re both suddenly filled by Katsuki and Kiri at the same time. Kiri and Katsuki switch between you and Mina’s pussies, taking turns filling you and fucking you dumb into the mattress.

Kiri is more loving and slow with his strokes but still all the more merciless. He slings your leg over his broad shoulder and kisses your foot while his cock fills you, stroking the wet, gummy walls of your pussy. “So good,” he groans, his face as red as his hair. “You feel so good around me, baby girl. Keep grippin’ me just like that.” More praise and sweet nothings leave his lips as he pummels you as hard as you want, relishing the broken moans and whines that leave your lips.

Meanwhile, Katsuki is rough, wild, and feral. He fucks you into the bed in a mating press position, his feet on the bed and his dick pummeling into your pussy over and over again. Squelching sounds emit from down below as your juices and flavored lube slip down your asscrack to the bed, making your walls even slipperier and causing Katsuki to have an easier time fucking you silly. His large hand grips your throat and his nose touches yours, making the sex even more intense with him so close. “You like that, slut?” he snarls in your face. “You like me fucking you dumb?”

All you can do is whine in response. Words are meaningless at this point. Katsuki forces you to open your mouth and spits in it in response before swirling his tongue with yours, tasting himself.

While Sero sits against the headboard, lazily stroking his cock to the sights and sounds of his girls, Denki gets right in the mix. His sneaky fingers tweak and tug on your nipples and play with your clit while Kiri and Katsuki continue to plunge deep into your squelching, sobbing, wet pussies over and over again. Every single touch from Denki is twinged with a zap of electricity that sends you farther over the edge, trying to balance that pain and pleasure.

You don’t even realize that you’re drooling until Denki points it out. “Awww, she’s drooling!” he cackles. He leans in close to you despite Katsuki still pounding you into the bed.

His thumb swipes across your bottom lip to catch your saliva and he sucks on his thumb, humming at the taste of you. “Is Bakugou fucking you dumb, slutty girl, hm?” he teasingly asks. "Or am I just fryin’ that pretty brain of yours?” You whine weakly in response, too distracted by Katsuki’s delicious cock bullying your insides.

When Katsuki finally cums inside of you, it’s messy and big. He cums with an uncharacteristic, almost animalistic roar as he spills his nut deep inside of your cunt, his hand still pinning you to the bed. Kiri cums too, a loud moan of Mina’s name leaving his lips as he nuts deep inside of her tight walls. You girls take every ounce of their cum, just as you do when they flip you back over onto your hands and knees.

They don’t allow you to recover or rest. “Sluts don't get to rest,” Katsuki tells you, a dark chuckle in his voice. “They only get what they deserve. And you two bimbos deserve to be fucked until your pussies are mush.”

And he sticks to his word. Each one of them do. When you and Mina are flipped back onto your hands and knees, your men plug up your pretty, wet holes again. Katsuki and Kiri fuck your throats while Denki and Sero kneel behind you, plunging their cocks deep inside of your pussies to fuck you doggystyle.

You get Denki this time and shit, are you in for it. The man makes sure you fuck you stupid, his foot on the bed and hands grappling your tits to zap your poor little nipples. He even dips under your thighs to rub your clit, his fingertips pulsing with electricity. It has you whimpering and shivering as the short currents of electricity course through you.

When he finally cums inside of you, you’re just about done and filled to the brim, but then Kiri takes you. He has you lay down on your stomach and fucks you prone bone style. “Don't do anything, baby,” he coos as his cock strokes your sensitive, gushy walls. “Just lemme do all the work, m’kay? Be a good girl and take me.”

And you do. You don’t have much of a choice. You can only lie there and let Kiri fuck your body like his own personal fleshlight, his thick cock sliding against your G-spot. Your body is tired and your pussy is screaming for release, but Kiri doesn’t let you cum. Neither of them let Mina cum either. She is spread out against the headboard, Denki’s face in her pussy while Katsuki and Sero have their cocks in her face, taking turns sliding them in and out of her wet mouth.

When Kiri cums, it is just as messy and explosive as Katsuki’s nut is. He grips your hips and pins you down to the bed as his big body tenses above you, pleasure coursing through his veins. “Fuck!” he whines, the sound nearly pushing you over the edge. “Such a good girl!” And like a good girl, you take every ounce of his cum pumping inside of you, groaning softly as you feel it slide down your thighs.

“Goddammit, please, daddies!” Mina sobs. “Please just let us cum!” She is only met with callused laughter from the guys, humored at her pain. “You cum when we say so,” Katsuki growls. “Now shut the fuck up and get on your fuckin’ knees for us so you can have your treat.”

Mina does as she is told, sliding onto her knees on the bed in front of you. You barely know what’s happening, too exhausted and dazed to realize it. When you suddenly feel Mina’s tongue sliding against your cum-covered, fucked-silly pussy, her hands prying your legs apart, your soul just about leaves your body. “N-No,” you weakly protest. “No, please…t-too much! Please, daddies, stop!”

Your sobs and pleas of mercy fall on deaf ears as Katsuki, Kiri, and Sero surround you once more, their hard cocks and gorgeous bodies in your face. Denki situates himself behind Mina and slides inside of her as she eats you out. He doesn’t take his time or let her adjust first before fucking deep into her, his stomach slamming against her ass and his fingers tweaking her nipples, emitting screams and wails from her as she greedily eats your cunt.

“Shut up and open your mouth,” Katsuki cooly says. “Or you don’t cum at all tonight. Believe me, baby: you know we’ll do it.”

That threat is worse than death to you at this point, so you open your mouth and let the trio fuck your throat raw and yank on your braids. They start to morph into one the more you endure, each cock becoming more of the same one. You’re losing it, the combination of pain and pleasure fogging your brain and making reality nothing more than an illusion.

“Such a good little toy for us,” Kiri coos, watching you take Katsuki’s cock with awe, his hand pumping his own in time with his boyfriend’s thrusts. Sero does the same, stroking his dick right next to your face. “Does our little girl wanna cum?” he teases. “You wanna cum all over Mina’s face while she creams on Denki’s dick?”

You lazily nod with tears pricking your eyes despite Katsuki’s cock in your throat while Mina eagerly moans in agreement, her tongue slashing your clit again and again. You can feel your body getting closer to that release. You don’t know what you’ll do if they deny your release again.

Fortunately, that doesn’t happen. To your shock and relief, Katsuki pulls his cock out of your mouth and pumps it right in your face, his hand working himself furiously. “Cum for us, slut,” he demands. “Both of you. Do it now before I change my mind.”

‘Finally,’ you think. You sob in delirious happiness while Mina babbles grateful thanks into your cunt. “Thank you, daddies!” she whines as Denki fucks her harder. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

You swear that when you cum, it’s an out-of-body experience. Your soul practically leaves you and sees heaven when the pleasure washes over you, plunging you into a sea of bliss. Your orgasm rips through you at the same time as Mina, your moans and screams of release filling the bedroom.

When you burst all over Mina’s face, she eagerly and hungrily cleans you up, sucking on your inner thighs and sliding her tongue down your asscrack to catch the rest of your cum. When she picks up her head to stare at you from between your thighs, her mouth is coated in your juices, making her lips shine with you. “God, that’s so hot!” Denki pitifully whines. “I’m gonna cum so hard!”

“Not inside of her, Denks,” Kiri warns, his teeth gritted as his orgasm begins to rise. “Do it on her face. Come over here and help us coat their pretty faces.” Denki doesn’t need to be told twice. He slides out of Mina and practically tosses her beside you, forcing your faces to tilt up at them.

Just as they like, you stick your tongues out and keep your eyes on them and their cocks, hypnotized at how fast their hands pump their cocks. Just for their girls. Their grunts and moans fill the air, making your sensitive pussies throb despite just cumming, signaling that they’re close. “This is what you get,” Katsuki grunts. “This is what you get for bein’ brats.”

You and Mina get the point when your men finally cum all over you. You get no warning, but even if you did, you would still be surprised at how much there is. Their cum is explosive and messy, coating your faces, lips, tits, and even sliding down your stomaches. Cries and growls of unison fill the air as their nut splashes all over your skin, coating you in their scent and making a very clear statement: ‘You’re ours.’ A delirious laugh bubbles from deep in your chest when their warm cum splashes all over you, the intensity of tonight finally ebbing.

Finally free from the constraints of edge play, you and Mina fall back onto the mattress side by side, exhausted, spent, and still covered in cum. The boys recover above you, breathing raggedly and coated in sweat. “Well,” Sero huffs, “that was something.” Denki laughs from beside him. “I’ll say!”

Kiri tilts his head up to the ceiling, his muscles glistening in perspiration. “I think we’re all in need of a hot bath,” he sighs. “Anybody in for a dip in our whirlpool tub for the night?” The guys hum in agreement. Though you want to agree too, all you can let out is a tiny, weak moan.

“We’re all takin’ a bath,” Katsuki gruffly states, “but before that, I need an answer." You suddenly feel him hover over you, his crimson eyes glaring at you and Mina. “So are you gonna pull that shit again with us?” he asks, his voice dangerously low and daring you to fuck with him.

You and Mina stare at each other, exhaustion written all over your sticky faces. You each turn back to your boyfriends sitting above you and shake your heads. “No, daddies,” you obediently reply. “We promise we won’t.”

The boys grin proudly and each press a wet kiss to your lips in appreciation for your obedience.

But even they know that’s a damn lie, and they look forward to the next time they’ll get to teach you and Mina a lesson.

THE END.

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This author and I currently have an adorable meet-cute miscommunication thing going on (hiii <3) so it's extra spicy for that reason alone. Read the tags. You'll know why I recc it :D.

Last but not least:

My own shit!!! :D If I am truly asked to pick my favorite smut ever, I'm going to pick my own stuff. It doesn't get more tailored to one's tastes than that! Don't hate the player hate the game idk.

Many many blessings to you, Non Non, for asking such an important question, for all of humanity, really. We are all indebted to you.

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enbunny-tits · 3 months

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Touching each other's tits and posing for your other partner to take pictures, which turns into sucking each other's tits and getting fingered and rubbing her through her pants, which turns into multiple orgasms on the couch, which turns into going to the bedroom to get fucked, which turns into getting spit roasted, which turns into her cumming in your throat, which turns into cumming and cumming and cumming 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#k text #poly nsft #queer nsft #lesbian nsft #wlw nsft #trans nsft #wlw smut #poly smut #queer smut #lesbian smut #trans smut

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elysianmadness · 8 months

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Neighbors

Note: In light of Tumblr deciding to "license" user-made content to Midjourney to train their AI, I have pulled all of my writing off of this site and will not be posting it back here ever again. You can find Neighbors here.

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wake-me-up-inside-imagines · 30 days

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Sweet Boy

Leo's finally ready to lose his virginity but isn't sure his boyfriends want him, so they prove him wrong the best way they know how.

Warnings: Pure smut, virginity loss, begging, praise kink, breeding kink, some possessiveness, dumbification, subspace, dacryphilia, size kink, some brief dysphoria, brief mentions of self harm, aftercare, probably some other stuff that I'm missing

Word count: 14,044

crossposted on my ao3

Minors dni

If anyone had told Leo that today would be the day he would lose his virginity, he would have laughed in their face.

Of course, he had thought about it, fantasized about it even, wondering what it would be like when he finally let his boyfriends take his virginity. It wouldn't be new to them, Leo knew they were having sex regularly when it was just the two of them alone, not wanting to make Leo uncomfortable but also wanting to take care of each other's needs while they waited. Leo was fine with that, he didn't mind that they didn't wait for him to be ready before getting with each other, he understood. He had almost asked to join them a couple times, but anxiety plagued his mind before he could, and he ultimately decided that he just wasn't ready yet.

At least, he had thought he wasn't ready.

But something had changed over the past few weeks. He wasn't sure what it was, it's not like anything was different between him and his boyfriends. He just thought it was one of those times where he was super horny for no reason, but that it would fade away after a couple days. However, as the weeks went on his feelings didn't change. In fact, they only seemed to get worse.

He tried to take care of himself on his own, but it wasn't enough, not anymore. Not even when he tried to pretend that his fingers belonged to one of his boyfriend's, who would have been able to reach much farther inside him then he was able to. Any anxiety he had when thinking about sex previously had seemingly dissipated. His fingers weren't cutting it anymore, he needed his boyfriend's. He needed to feel them inside of him, needed them to dick him down until he was too tired to cum anymore, needed them to touch him, grab him, anything to relieve him of his pent up desires.

But he had no clue how to bring up his little problem to them without feeling extremely awkward, so he kept it to himself, either waiting for an opportunity to present itself, or waiting for his constant lust to die down a little.

It had been a regular date night with his boyfriends. The trio had gone out to eat, and as usual, Rain was extremely touchy, draping himself over both Leo and Micah whenever he got the chance. Normally Leo enjoyed his affections, but now, every single touch, no matter how slight, was igniting a fire in his gut. The flame intensified when Micah grabbed Leo's hand on the way out of the restaurant, his warm palm practically searing Leo's skin. It certainly didn't help that Micah's hand's were much bigger than his own, leaving the poor, flustered man to imagine what it would feel like to have them run down his exposed skin. He tried to ignore the heat building in his stomach (and his face), but the more his boyfriends brushed against him, the more his mind began to wander...

"Dude, you doing alright? You're spacing out again!"

"Hmm?" Leo quickly turned his head as Rain's voice broke him out of his lewd thoughts, embarrassed. "Sorry, what did you say?" He hoped his face wasn't as red as it felt.

"I didn't say anything, but you're staring at the wall again. Seriously, are you ok? You're more quiet than you usually are." Rain inquired, sitting up a little on Leo's bed. He gently grabbed Leo's hand, rubbing it in what was meant to be a supportive manner, but all it did was make Leo want to scream in frustration. He had hoped that arriving back at his apartment meant he could try to take care of himself without bothering his partners, but that went out the window when Rain had asked if they could stay the night.

So now they were here, snuggled up in Leo's bed, and he had never felt more desperate and pent up in his life. Of course tonight would be the night they stayed over, of course it was! God, he wanted to yell, but he couldn't, so he suffered in silence. "I'm fine, just got a lot on my mind. Sorry for staring off." He replied sheepishly, internally kicking himself for how unconvincing he sounded.

Micah hummed from behind Leo, his chest pressed against Leo's back. "Anything worth sharing?" His fingers wove their way between the short, wavy strands of hair on Leo's head, a motion that both soothed and annoyed Leo further.

"Not really," he mumbled, still too nervous to admit to his boyfriends what was on his mind. What if he told them and they weren't in the mood? He would have made things awkward for the rest of the night, they might even leave if they were uncomfortable enough. He hated the idea of upsetting the men he loved most, so he opted to stay silent. Feeling defeated, he laid his head back on Micah's chest, trying his hardest to forget his horniness.

Leo could feel the bed shift next to him, reopening his eyes when he felt Rain's bony hand drag him back up into a sitting position. Before he could question what he was doing, Rain grabbed his face with both hands and planted a kiss right on his lips, coming back up and grinning widely at the stunned look on Leo's face. "You're always thinking," he sighed, his tone almost whiny. "Don't you ever get a break?" His face suddenly shifted into an expression of concern. "Is your anxiety acting up again? I thought your meds were working?"

Leo could feel Micah stiffening up a little behind him, also concerned. He hesitated, not wanting to lie, but not wanting to tell them about his...issue. "Yeah, a little bit." He admitted, looking down at his hands. "But I'm fine, I promise! It's not too bad, I can deal with it. Don't worry about it, please." The longer Rain gazed at him, the hotter he felt his face become.

Rain seemed unconvinced, but didn't question him any further. Instead, he softly nudged Leo's chin up with his thumb and forefinger, forcing him to look him in the eye. "Do you need a distraction?" he breathed, his lips barely hovering over Leo's.

Leo paused. This was a dangerous path, especially with how lustful he was feeling currently, but he desperately wanted to feel some sort of closeness to his partner's, even if it wasn't exactly what he needed. Deciding he was willing to risk even more bothered later, he whispered out a soft "please," his eyes betraying how needy he was.

Rain pressed his lips back onto Leo's, slowly moving his lips against his boyfriend's before becoming more desperate, his tongue eagerly swiping against Leo's bottom lip. Leo obliged, opening his mouth enough for Rain to slip his tongue in and deepen the kiss.

A small huff of surprise left Leo's mouth when he felt Micah attach his lips the the sensitive skin on his neck, lightly sucking on one spot before pulling back to admire the mark he'd made. After a second had passed, he reattached his lips, sucking hickeys and bruises into Leo's skin.

Leo had to hold himself back from moaning and whining. Sure, this wasn't the first time he'd been marked up (both of his boyfriend's could get pretty possessive when they wanted to), but he was never this needy, and it never went any further than that. He wished it would though, he could feel his arousal growing with every second. Some distraction. But any composure he had left the second Micah's hands wandered down to his stomach, lifting his shirt enough so they could slip underneath and press down on the exposed skin. The feeling of Micah's large hands enveloping his stomach, the pressure, it was all too much...

Before he could catch himself, a lewd whine left Leo's lips, loud enough for all three of them to hear. Both Micah and Rain stopped what they were doing almost immediately, Rain pulling away slightly so he could look at Leo's face. Leo quickly snapped his mouth shut, hoping to possibly play off what just happened, but he couldn't hide how he was feeling anymore. His face was flushed red, his eyes half-lidded with obvious lust as he panted, trying to catch his breath while actively avoiding looking Rain in the eye.

"Holy shit." Micah said, embarrassing Leo even further. He was glad that at the very least Micah couldn't see his face, he didn't know what he would do if both of his boyfriends saw how pathetic he was.

"Babe." Rain said softly, trying to catch Leo's eye. "Baby look at me."

Slowly, as if afraid of what he would find, Leo looked up at Rain, shame and embarrassment shining in his eyes. He ruined it. He made them uncomfortable, he knew he did. He couldn't keep his stupid noises to himself, and now they were going to leave.

"Baby, do you... do you want to go a little further than we normally do?" Rain gently asked, trying to rest his palm on the side of Leo's face. Leo turned his head, too ashamed to continue looking at his partner.

Embarrassment flooded through him at the question, although he wasn't sure why. He wanted this so badly, why were his nerves suddenly catching up to him now? I mean, he was still worried that Micah and Rain didn't want to do anything and that he had just made everyone feel awkward, but other than that, what did he have to feel shameful for?

"Yeah." Leo finally answered after a moment, still avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, I do. That's why I've been spacing out all day. It's been one my mind for weeks, but I didn't know how to bring it up, and I didn't want to make either of you uncomfortable if you weren't in the mood or if you didn't want to do anything with me at all, and-"

"Hey, hold on!" Rain interrupted, both worried and offended. "Who said we don't want to have sex with you?" Rain turned Leo's face back towards him, but he still refused to make eye contact. "Sweetheart?"

A couple beats of silence passed before Micah spoke up, knowing full well Leo had no intention of answering. "Leo, you're one of the most beautiful men I've ever seen. Why wouldn't we want to be with you like that? "

Leo bit the inside of his cheek, fiddling with the sleeves of his shirt as he searched for an answer. "I don't know... I just don't think I'm attractive in that way I guess. I don't think I'm... hot enough, at least, not the way you two are. Plus, you both have experience with this and I don't. What if... what if I'm bad at this? What if I can't make you feel good? I don't want to disappoint you, but I also don't know what I'm doing."

"Oh baby," Micah sighed out, grabbing the hand Leo was fiddling with and holding in comfortingly. "You have no idea how attractive you are, do you?" He made eye contact with Rain, who looked just as bewildered as Micah felt. Did Leo not know how much they had wanted this? How often they talk about how much they wished their third would join them? Did he never suspect that both of them often jerked off to the thought of him, pretending that their hand (or the others hand) was his mouth, his hand, his cunt? Man, they really had failed at showing him just how wanted he was.

Leo shook his head, skeptical of Micah's words. Nobody had ever wanted him before, why would that have changed? He wanted to tell his partners this, but Rain leaned forward once again, snatching Leo's hand and pressing it against his clothed crotch. To Leo's surprise, he felt a rather large bulge poking against his hand, and was even more surprised when Rain let out a small "mmph" noise at the contact.

"Oh yeah?" Rain huffed against Leo's lips, a challenge in his voice. "You aren't sexually attractive? Then tell me sweet boy, how'd this happen?" He rubbed Leo's hand up and down the outline of his hard dick, his breathing heavy. "You have no idea how arousing you are sometimes, it's kinda cute how you haven't realized that yet. We've wanted you so badly for so long, we just never told you in detail because we didn't want you to feel pressured into doing anything." He removed Leo's hand from his crotch and grabbed his face, looking him dead in the eye. "I'm gonna ask you again, and this time, I don't want you to worry about your experience, or how you think you look. Do you want to have sex with us, right now?"

Leo swallowed, his face and core burning hot. He couldn't believe this was happening, he couldn't believe how enthusiastic his boyfriends were. "Yes. Please, I want this more than anything else." A shaky breath left his lips, no longer trying to hide his need.

Rain smirked, his eyes half closed as he leaned closer to Leo's face. "Good boy." he whispered, before pressing his lips back onto Leo's. Micah took that as his cue to reattach himself to Leo's neck, sucking much more vigorously than he had before. Leo and Rain continued to kiss until Leo pulled away, a trail of saliva briefly connecting the two while they both gasped for air.

Micah continued marking up Leo's neck, only separating when Rain slowly pulled the smaller man's shirt over his head, leaving his stomach exposed and his chest covered with only a binder.

Leo's nervousness began to catch up to him now that he was semi-exposed, but it slowly dissipated as Rain brought his lips to his bare stomach, leaving a trail of kisses from his tummy to the faint scars littering his torso to his still-clothed chest, then to his throat and finally to his lips. Leo had to stop himself from moaning into Rain's lips as his cold hands began to travel their way up to his chest.

"Can I..." Rain trailed off, tugging at the edge of Leo's binder. Leo hesitated for a moment, but a particularly harsh suck on his neck from Micah had him enthusiastically nodding his head.

Slowly, his binder was lifted off of him and over his head, the cold air immediately hitting his hardened nipples. Rain stopped and stared down at Leo's chest for a couple of seconds, but those seconds might as well have been minutes for the nervous man as he fought the urge to cover his chest with his arms.

All of Leo's insecurities came flooding back to him at that moment. What if his boyfriend's stopped seeing him as a man after this? Sure, they knew he was trans, and yeah, he still had some feminine features that he felt impacted his ability to pass, but this was different. They had never seen his body before. Maybe this would change how they saw him, now that they could actually see how different his body was from theirs. What if they were disgusted with him now that they know what he looks like? They would leave him for sure, especially since Rain is gay, he wouldn't want to be with someone who has this body, any moment now they would get up and leave-

A sudden warmth on Leo's chest pulled him away from his thoughts, but before he could look down, Rain smashed his lips onto Leo's, bringing him into a heated kiss.

Rain squeezed Leo's tits before moving his thumbs to rest on top of his boyfriend's nipples, rubbing them in a steady circular motion as he continued to make out with his lover. A smirk formed on his face as Leo let out an involuntary moan into his mouth, the shorter man arching his back and pushing his chest even further into Rain's hands.

Eventually, the pair broke apart, Leo panting as they separated.

Rain removed his hands from his boyfriend's chest and placed them on the either side of his face, Leo immediately melting into the gentle touch. At some point, Leo realized Micah's arms had wrapped around his stomach, keeping him pressed firmly to his other boyfriend's body while he and Rain had their moment.

Leo looked back at the black haired boy in front of him, who had the most lovesick expression plastered on his face.

"You are the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." Rain said, adoration dripping from his voice. Leo felt tears spring to his eyes as an uncontrollable smile crossed his face at his boyfriend's words.

The sound of a voice clearing made both boys turn to look at Micah, a look of mock offense plastered across his face as he glared at Rain.

"Excuse me, what about me?" he said, putting on a haughty voice.

Rain rolled his eyes and smacked his ginger boyfriend on the arm. "Ok, ok, you're both the most beautiful boys I've ever seen, is that good enough for you?" He mocked.

Micah nodded, drawing Leo closer to his chest. "Much better." He affirmed.

Rain turned back to his brunette boyfriend and pressed their foreheads together, both basking in the physical touch. Before Rain pulled away, he kissed Leo quickly and smiled at him.

"Thank you for trusting us enough to see you like this." He whispered.

Leo said nothing, only smiling as he squeezed Rain's hand.

Micah, who had been watching his lover's up to this point, turned Leo's attention to him as he grabbed his boyfriend's chin and brought him into a slow but passionate kiss. His tongue swiped Leo's lip, causing the man to open his mouth enough to let Micah deepen the kiss. His hands found their way up to Leo's cheeks, gently cupping them as his boyfriend wrapped his arms around his neck.

Using the distraction to his advantage, Rain lowered his head and wrapped his lips around one of Leo's nipples and lightly sucked on it, gauging his reaction. He took his boyfriend's muffled moan as a sign to continue, and he began to suck and bite at one of Leo's breasts while rubbing and squeezing the other.

Both of Leo's boyfriend's thrived off of the muffled whines and moans their partner was letting out from Rain's motions, motivating the slender man to thrust his hips into Leo's as he played with his chest, drawing an even louder groan from the boy. He continued to grind their hips together, Leo steadily copying his movements, as he let out a hum against his lover's chest, which only seemed to stimulate the topless man more.

Rain vigorously continued his movements for a while, but suddenly pulled away from his partner's body when the noise's coming from Leo became more desperate and the grinding motions of his hips more erratic. Leo let out a frustrated groan from the loss of stimulation, his impending orgasm fading away, but Rain shushed him, grabbing his chin and turning the smaller boy's face away from Micah.

"Shhh baby, I promise we'll make you cum as many times as you want, but not yet. We don't want to tire you out too quickly." Rain soothed. "We still need to get you ready to take us."

As he spoke, Rain placed his fingers in between Leo's stomach and the waistband of his pants, looking up at the flustered man for permission. Leo nodded desperately, and Rain wasted no time unbuttoning and unzipping his lover's black jeans, throwing them to the floor and leaving Leo in nothing but his boxers.

Rain couldn't help the smirk that crossed his face when he saw the sizable wet patch staining the front of Leo's boxer's. He ran a finger over the damp area, feeling the slight jump of Leo's hips as he did so.

"Damn babe, we haven't even touched you down here yet and you're this wet?" Rain's smile only grew as he watched Leo's face turn about fifty shades of red, the embarrassed boy hiding his face behind his hands. "I can't wait to see how wet you are without anything covering you."

"Shut up." Leo stuttered out, his reply muffled by his hands. Rain chuckled, once again grabbing the waistband of his boyfriend's remaining clothes. His impatience got the better of him, and without any warning he yanked the boxers down Leo's legs, exposing him to the cold air.

"Woah." Rain said, looking down at Leo's lower half in wonder. Leo didn't expect that reaction, but before he could as if it was a good "woah" or a bad "woah", Rain got on his knees and brought his fingers to the man's glistening pussy, looking at it with interest. He spread the lips of Leo's cunt apart with his fingers, but he didn't make any other moves. He simply sat there, looking curiously at it, slowly feeling his way around the organ.

Leo, for the second time, opened his mouth to ask Rain what he was doing, but was again cut off by the curious man poking his clitoris, drawing a surprised gasp from his mouth.

Rain smiled. "Found the clit." He said smugly, proud of himself and the reaction he caused.

"Dude, what the actual fuck are you doing?" Micah asked the kneeling man, completely bewildered and trying not to laugh at what was going on. Leo had to agree, it was almost like he was getting inspected rather than having sex.

I'm trying to figure that out, I've never seen one of these before! Give me some grace dude." Rain replied, continuing his staring contest with Leo's vagina, Micah's question not slowing his exploration of the foreign organ.

Micah let out a loud snort, which he tried to stifle upon receiving a glare from the uncomfortable man leaning on his chest. Leo looked back down at Rain and swiftly closed his legs, smacking his thighs together and trapping Rain's hand where it was.

"Hey!" Rain yelped, surprised. "What was that for?"

"One of these?" Leo mocked his words, making air quotes with his fingers. His voice dripped with fake anger and amusement. "You're staring my genital's dead in the face and you're calling it 'one of these'? And stop poking me!"

Leo opened his legs again and Rain drew his hand back, a look of offense plastered on his face. "Sorry! But what was I supposed to say? Ah yes, what a fine pussy you have here, let me just part these lips real quick so I can see what's going on-"

Rain was cut off by Leo's foot colliding with his chest, soft enough to not hurt but hard enough to shut him up. Micah was full on giggling at this point, his shoulders shaking as he tried to quiet himself in hopes of sparing himself from Leo's wrath. Rain was also laughing, and Leo had to cover his mouth to block the other two from seeing his smile, still trying to seem annoyed.

The smaller boy felt the warmth of Micah's body leave him as his long-haired boyfriend began to stand up, moving Leo off of him as he stood and removed his shirt off of his body.

Leo couldn't help but stare. The larger man's torso and arms were muscular, not as defined as a complete gym nut's muscles would be, but it was still pretty noticeable. His chest was spangled with well-trimmed orange hairs, and looking down, Leo could see longer hairs forming a happy trail down Micah's stomach. He could feel saliva flooding his mouth the second he laid eyes on it. Micah's long, wavy hair fell onto his bare back, still in the low ponytail he was wearing earlier, and Leo briefly wondered how he had managed to get with someone this beautiful.

You're staring." Rain teased, breaking Leo out of his thoughts. He was met with another soft kick to the chest, causing the man to let out another small laugh.

"Swap places with me." Micah ordered, walking to the foot of the bed and helping Rain up. The black-haired man went to protest, but Micah cut him off. "Let me do this, you clearly have no idea what you're doing. I do."

Rain grumbled, but walked over to the side of the bed and sat down, slotting himself behind Leo's back and pulling him into his clothed chest. Rain leaned back, bringing Leo with him, until they were both lying against the headboard. Leo could feel his boyfriend's bulge on the small of his back, and he resisted the urge to wiggle around solely to tease the lanky boy.

Micah knelt down on the carpet in front of the bed, leaning his upper half onto the bed and pulling Leo down enough so he could reach his crotch. He began kissing up Leo's legs, sucking on the skin of his thighs as he made his way up.

"Open up these legs for me my love." Micah requested, continuing to work his way up Leo's thighs. The term of endearment sent a wave of warmth through Leo's stomach as he spread his legs, allowing Micah to see all of him for the first time.

"Oh fuck baby." Micah whispered, his blue eyes flicking up to meet Leo's. "You're so fucking beautiful. I can't wait to taste you."

With that said, the orange-haired boy left one last kiss on Leo's thigh before diving into his pussy.

He licked a stripe up his lover's slit, his nose bumping into Leo's clit as he began to tongue fuck his partner. He went slow at first, leaving little kitten licks to his boyfriend's hole and clit while studying the man's reactions, trying to figure out what felt the best.

It certainly felt good to Leo, his heavy breaths and little sighs made that clear, but it wasn't enough for him. He needed more. The stimulation he was getting wasn't nearly enough.

Micah sensed his boyfriend's need and became more aggressive, flattening his tongue on Leo's nub firmly before flicking the muscle upwards as his mouth closed around the bundle of nerves, sucking harshly on his clit and repeating the process.

This seemed to do the trick, as Leo's moans became more pronounced, his thighs instantly widening a bit to give the larger man more access. Micah grabbed his partner's hips as Leo began to thrust them towards his mouth, holding the man steady as he continued to make out with his lover's cunt.

Micah could feel his cock growing painfully hard with every twitch and moan his boyfriend made, letting out a low groan when Leo's hips continued bucking up desperately into his mouth despite the hold he had on them.

"Oh fuck!" Leo whined, the vibrations of his lover's voice sending waves of pleasure through him. "Keep doing that, God you feel so good!"

Micah, ever the pleaser, indulged his boyfriend, encouraged by the reaction he was causing. His own small groans and hums of arousal joined Leo's, almost drowning out the obscene slurping noises he was making.

Leo threw his head back onto Rain's shoulder, his hands making claw-like shapes as they searched desperately for anything to grab onto, anything to ground the overwhelmed man. Rain took notice of this and grabbed one of them, holding it firmly, and moved the other one so it rested on Micah's head. As needy as Leo was, he hesitated to grab his boyfriend's hair, so Rain rested his fingers on top of Leo’s and curled them into the orange strands himself.

"You won't hurt him, I promise." Rain reassured, moving his head so it leaned against Leo's. "In fact, he's into having his hair pulled a little. It tells him how good he's making you feel."

Micah let out an approving hum into Leo's cunt, causing the boy to tug his orange locks gently in pleasure.

A small groan next to his head pulled Leo enough out of the pleasure-filled haze in his brain to become more aware of what was going on around him, and he noticed that it was more than just his own muscles making his hips move upwards.

"Mm sorry." Rain huffed out, his pupils blown out wide with lust as his half-lidded eyes gazed at Leo's face. "I couldn't help it, you two look so hot right now, it was driving me crazy." He continued to hump Leo's lower back as he spoke, causing the smaller boy's hips to jump slightly with each thrust.

Leo's attention was quickly brought back to the boy between his legs as he felt Micah's tongue slip into his slick hole, his orgasm slowly building up in his stomach. He continued to ride the man's tongue, making sure to move his hips so that his ass bumped against Rain's clothed bulge, causing the pale man behind him to let out breathy grunts each time they made contact.

Rain's grunts turned to needy whine's his hips bucking furiously into Leo's ass, and he pressed his cheek against Leo's in an attempt to gain more physical contact. He wrapped his free arm around Leo's shoulder and held the man to him tightly, wanting to be as close to his lover as possible.

Leo reveled in the physical touch, slumping even more into his lover's embrace as the pleasure began to overwhelm him. It was comforting to have someone hold him while he was this vulnerable, it gave him a sense of safety and love to know someone was there, caring for him when he was this exposed. Not to mention how much it turned him on that they were both losing themselves to pleasure together.

"I need you so badly." The lanky man grunted, chest heaving with the effort of his movements . "But this'll work in the meantime." He groaned again. "Shit, keep moving your hips, just like that baby..."

Leo's orgasm was approaching quickly now, his thrusting becoming more erratic and his whines becoming higher in pitch. Micah picked up on this and began sucking more rapidly, removing his tongue from his boyfriend's hole and instead using it to rub circles on his boyfriend's swollen clit. Leo's whole body tensed up at the motion, a clear indicator of what was coming.

"Fuck Micah, I think I'm gonna cum..." Leo's shaky voice trailed off as his orgasm hit him, his body clenching up as sheer pleasure washed over him. Micah stuck his tongue back in Leo's hole right as the boy's climax peaked, letting out a low moan when his boyfriend's hole pulsed around the slippery muscle, sticky liquid beginning to cling to his mouth. Leo gripped Rain's hand tighter as he rode out his high, the taller boy gripping him tightly while continuing to buck his hips into the smaller boy's ass.

Leo closed his eyes as he rode out his orgasm, clinging to the comforting warmth Rain radiated as he waited for the intense pleasure he was experiencing to die down. Once he felt his body calm it’s twitching a bit, he reopened his eyes, breathing heavily as he took a second to recover.

That second however, was cut short by Micah once again lapping at Leo's folds, making the limp man gasp from the overstimulation.

"Shit, it's too much..." Leo slurred, the overstimulation making his legs twitch again. Micah didn't stop however, continuing to run his tongue over Leo's hole for a couple more seconds before leaning back on his knees and licking his lips, his chin and mouth covered in Leo's sticky cum.

"You taste so good when you cum, my love." Micah's voice had lowered with lust, and a pang of need shot through Leo at the sound. "I just wanted to clean you up a bit, there's gonna be enough of a mess as is later."

Micah wiped the slick off of his mouth with the back of his hand, and then crawled up to where Leo was resting against Rain. He grabbed the tired boy's face, and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, pulling away after a moment and smiling down at him.

Micah was about to say something more but before he could, Rain let out a loud whimper from beside Leo, his hips finally stilling as he clung to the boy on his lap, letting out labored breaths.

Both boy's watched Rain as he came down from his own high, His head still leaning on Leo's. The shorter boy squeezed Rain's hand as he panted, kissing him on the cheek and stroking his black hair with his free hand. Micah leaned forward again and pressed his lips to the trembling man's forehead, staying like that until he'd calmed down enough to open his dark eyes and raise his head.

"You couldn't wait a little longer to get off?" Micah teased, a fond smile playing on his lips.

Rain smirked and shook his head. "Nope. You two got me all hot and bothered. You should have heard yourselves." He turned his head to look at Leo, kissing his forehead affectionately. "Especially you, sweet boy."

Leo's face erupted into red at Rain's words, embarrassment flooding his brain. "Was I that loud?"

"Mmmm a little bit, but that's a good thing. I love your little noises, can't believe I survived without hearing them before." Rain hummed, resting his chin on the brunette's head.

Micah looked back at the smaller man, who was still slumped against Rain, but otherwise, seemed to have recovered from his previous orgasm. :How are you feeling?" He asked softly, resting his hand on Leo's cheek.

"I'm ok. I feel good...really good actually." Leo laughed, leaning into the touch. "You felt amazing, how many times have you done this?"

Micah chuckled. "A couple of times, but I've never cared for any of those people as much as I care for you two."

Leo looked down Micah's body and noticed the massive bulge in his pants, suddenly feeling a little guilty. He and Rain had both cum at least once each, but Micah, who had spent most of their time together pleasuring Leo, still remained untouched.

"Do you... do you want me to help you with that?" Leo swallowed, still looking down at Micah's clothed crotch. He's never given head before, and he was a little nervous about choking or not doing it right, but hey, he had to learn sometime right? Besides, it's not like he didn't want to. He desperately wanted to make Micah feel good, and thought of being able to taste him made his mouth water and his stomach flip with desire.

"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about it, It'll get taken care of eventually." Micah replied, seemingly unbothered by how hard he was.

Leo blinked in surprise. "Really? But you ate me out, don't you want me to return the favor?"

Micah smiled lovely, stroking Leo's cheek with his thumb. "Trust me sweet thing, I would love to feel your lips around my cock, but what I want more than that is to make you feel better than you ever have, especially during your first time. Today's about you, we can focus on me another time, ok?"

"Besides..." His eyes darkened with lust, his voice dropping once again. "I don't know how much longer I can wait to make you mine. I need to be inside you so bad it hurts. The less detours we take, the better."

Heat pooled in Leo's stomach at Micah's possessive words, and he nodded frantically, just as desperate to have his boyfriend inside of him. "Please, I need you so bad." He whispered, looking up into Micah's eyes.

Micah smiled, pulling away from Leo. He sat up on his knees and signaled Rain to sit up a bit, pulling Leo up with him. "Not quite yet love, I still need to get you ready to take me, it's gonna hurt if I don't."

Leo sighed in frustration, but Micah just shushed him gently, spreading his needy boyfriend's legs apart once again.

Rain snickered from behind Leo, once again leaning his head on the other man's. "He's right baby, you gotta be a little patient. Micah's not exactly small."

"That's rich coming from you." Leo muttered, but before he could say anything else, he felt a long, thick finger enter him, sliding in easily thanks to how wet he was. A yelp of surprise left his throat.

Micah curled his index finger inside Leo, feeling around. "Shit baby, you're so tight." He paused a second, still feeling around. "...And wet. But not wet enough."

The palm of Micah's hand pressed against Leo's swollen clit, steadying the man's hand as he readied himself. "I'm gonna stretch you out a little bit, ok? Let me know if anything hurts." Leo nodded in conformation, and Micah began thrusting his finger in and out of his partner, slowly at first, but gradually becoming faster.

It felt a little strange to Leo at first, he wasn't used to anything being in him, but it didn't hurt either. Eventually, it started feeling good to the boy, but it wasn't enough just yet.

After a couple of seconds, Micah slowly inserted another finger, slowly thrusting the two experimentally. This was a tighter fit, and Leo wasn't even sure he'd be able to take another finger after this. He let out a low noise as Micah began carefully spreading his digits apart, spreading the small ring of muscle inside of Leo so much so that he was afraid something would snap.

But nothing did, and eventually the uncomfortableness turned to pleasure, more intense than before. He could feel himself loosening up a little bit, and so could Micah, because a third finger soon joined the other two.

Leo arched his back in pleasure, his walls stretching to accommodate the new appendage. Micah continued to thrust his fingers in and out, occasionally spreading them a bit to make more room. He ground his palm further into Leo's clit, keeping a steady pressure on it.

"That's it, my love." Micah softly said, eyes focused on the mess Leo was making on his fingers. "You're doing so well, just a little bit more ok?'

Leo felt the praise go straight to his crotch, more clear liquid beginning to drip down Micah's fingers.

Eventually, Leo felt another orgasm build up in his stomach, and he came with a groan, leaning on Rain for support as he rode Micah's finger's. This orgasm wasn't as intense as the first, but it still took a moment for him to recover, legs shaking as Micah pulled his fingers out of him, leaving him empty.

A whine left the trembling man's throat, but Micah shushed him, sucking Leo's spend right off his fingers.

"Shhh baby boy, You're not gonna be empty for long, I promise." Micah reassured his lover, standing up. "I think you're ready now."

Micah stood up off the bed and began removing his pants, leaving him in nothing but boxers. Leo noticed there was already a small stain of what he assumed to be pre-cum on the front of them. Micah slowly lowered the last remaining piece of clothing off of himself, his dick finally springing free from its confines.

Leo could feel a rush of saliva coat his mouth as he stared in awe at his boyfriend's dick. Micah's cock stood proud against his stomach, pre-cum beading at the tip, threatening to spill down the side. It was a lot bigger than Leo imagined it would be, standing at what he believed was a solid 8-9 inches, he wasn't really sure. He figured that Micah would be big, I mean the man was a foot taller than Leo for fuck's sake, but good lord, he was massive. It was the same color as the rest of Micah's skin except for a pale blue vein that ran up the side and the tip, which was a dark pink color, probably a darker shade than normal because of how hard he was. His pubes were as neatly trimmed as the hairs on his chest, maybe a little longer but certainly not un-groomed. Micah's balls hung heavy underneath his shaft, also neatly groomed.

"You're staring again." Rain teased, using his hand to close Leo's slightly open mouth. The shorter boy felt his voice die in his throat as he continued to stare, trying to fathom how that was going to fit inside him.

"You ok love?" Micah's concerned voice broke the nervous man out of his thoughts. Leo realized his silence was probably extremely off putting to the now fully naked man, who was waiting for him to say something.

"I don't know how you're going to fit inside of me." He breathed, still in shock at what he was seeing.

Micah laughed at his boyfriend's dumbfounded face, smiling gently. "I promise it'll fit, we just have to go slow, ok? It's gonna be fine, I promise."

"I can confirm." Rain chimed in, smirking to himself. "I had the same reaction but I took it just fine! Still do."

"Not helpful Rain." Micah sighed, giving the lanky boy a disapproving glance before looking back at his nervous boyfriend. He placed a comforting hand on the boy's thigh. "Do you still want to do this?"

As nervous as Leo was, he couldn't deny how turned on the sight of Micah's dick made him. He needed his lover inside of him, the consequences be damned. "Yes." He said, his voice steady. "I want this so badly, please fuck me."

"Good." Micah grabbed his lover's body off of Rain and laid him down next to their pale boyfriend, so that he was lying flat on his back. Rain took the hint and scooted to the side to give the two more room.

Micah crawled over Leo's smaller body, holding himself up by his arms as he lined the tip of his dick up with Leo's dripping entrance. "Are you 100% sure you want to do this? I'll stop at any point if you need me to, but I need you to be sure this is what you want." Micah spoke, concern and need evident in his voice.

Leo smiled up at the worried boy and nodded. "I'm sure. I want you, I want to do this with you, and with Rain. I trust and love you so much, there's no one I'd rather have with me right now than you two. Please, I need you so badly baby, I need you in me right now."

"Just... be gentle. Please." Leo trailed off, mentally preparing himself for what to come.

"Of course my love, I'll be as gentle as possible." Micah reassured him, bracing his hips and bumping his tip with Leo's hole. He grabbed one of Leo's hands and held it, a silent comfort in case there was any pain. "You ready?"

Leo nodded, gripping Micah's hand for dear life. The boy above him gave him a comforting smile, and began slowly pushing himself into his boyfriend.

Leo sucked in a breath and let out a whimper of pain. It hurt. The stretch was too much, each inch felt like it was splitting him in half.

"Fuck Micah, it hurts, it hurts -" Leo cried, tears forming in his eyes as he squeezed his partner's hand tightly enough to sting. Micah immediately halted his movements, leaning down to press his forehead against the pained boy's head.

"It's ok little one, I'm almost in. You're doing so well, just a little bit more, ok?" Micah comforted softly, doing his best not to move.

Leo gave a stiff nod, and Micah resumed his movements, gradually easing himself in until he bottomed out with a low groan.

The pair remained still for a couple of minutes, Micah and Rain both whispering praises into Leo's ear while he adjusted to the new feeling. Leo's pants slowed as he got used to the stretch, the pain beginning to die down, replaced by the feeling of utter fullness he had never experienced before.

"Relax sweet thing, We've got you." Rain purred, rubbing soothing circles on Leo's hip. He shifted his gaze to the tense man's stomach and groaned. "Oh shit, Micah look down!"

Leo slowly raised his head to look at what Rain was so enthralled with. At first he didn't notice anything different, but he felt himself clench up when his eyes fell on the small bulge in his stomach where Micah's cock was resting. The boy above him must have noticed it too, because his eyes were fixated on his tummy, pupils completely blown out with lust.

Leo felt comfortable enough to wiggle his hips a bit, desperate for his boyfriend to start moving. Micah let out a surprised grunt, moving his eyes to Leo' face, looking for any signs of pain. He found none, but continued staying still, waiting until Leo let out a noise of frustration.

"Use your words, baby." Micah gently teased, still refusing to move. "What is it you need from me?"

"Move." Leo whined, what little self control he had slipping through his fingers. "Please move!"

"Of course, my love." Micah smiled, reveling in how submissive his boyfriend had gotten. "Gonna make you feel so good, you'll be feeling me inside you for days."

With that, Micah gave a shallow thrust into Leo, making sure that the boy was completely ready for him. Leo let out a moan of pleasure, so the orange-haired boy continued to slowly thrust in and out of Leo, pulling out a little more each time until he was almost completely out before shoving himself back into his boyfriend's welcoming cunt.

Micah let out his own low moans as he continued his motions, completely enthralled by the way his boyfriend's pussy was sucking him in. It was almost hard to pull out, Leo's tight hole was squeezing around him like a vice.

"Fuck-fuck you feel so g-good!" Leo whined as his lover slipped in and out of him. He had never felt this good before, no amount of masturbating could have prepared him for how amazing it felt to be fucked for real. Micah felt so big inside him, a feeling supported by the sight of his belly's bulge appearing and disappearing with each thrust. Overwhelmed, the smaller boy reached around his lover's neck, pulling him down until he could hug the man's back while stuffing his face into his shoulder.

"Need you-need to feel you!" he cried. He desperately wanted to feel Micah, not just in him but around him, surrounding his body until the only thing keeping him grounded was the feeling of his boyfriends warm, slick skin against his own. The muscular boy above him obliged, wrapping his arms around Leo until the two were pressed firmly together, the smaller man's whines and whimpers muffled by his boyfriend's shoulder.

"It's ok sweetheart, I've got you. I'm not going anywhere." Micah cooed into the boy's ear as he continued fucking him, the new position allowing him to press even further into his man's warm walls. "You feel amazing, I never wanna leave you empty again. Gonna fuck you so well you won't be able to speak." His pace quickened, making sure to be as gentle as possible while increasing his boyfriend's pleasure.

Leo nearly screamed as the tip of Micah's dick hit his g-spot, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he tugged on Micah's hair, hooking his fingers around the man's hair tie and freeing the orange locks from where they were held. Micah let out a grunt at the slight pain, but soon forgot about it as Leo's hole pulsed around him. He continued to bully the soft bundle of nerves with his dick, bringing Leo closer to his orgasm faster than the smaller man thought it would come.

While his boyfriend's were distracted, Rain slipped off his shirt, his pants and soiled boxers quick to follow. He was noticeably hard again, but nobody would blame him if they could see the lewd sight in front of him. Horny and desperate to feel any sort of relief, the lanky boy grabbed his shaft and started pumping it, steadily at first, but quickly increasing his speed as his need got the better of him. His own moans joined the two boys beside him, the noises becoming loud enough to pull Micah's gaze away from their boyfriend and on to him. Rain sent him a teasing smile and closed his eyes, making a real show of jerking himself off. Just because he wasn't a part of the main event doesn't mean he couldn't still entertain.

Micah's focus was brought back to the man underneath him when he felt Leo shift his hips, allowing him to hit impossibly deeper and ripping another moan from his throat. "Shit, you're so tight my love, making me feel so good. You're doing so well for me baby boy."

Leo unconsciously clenched even tighter around Micah at his words, A small whimper of happiness escaping his lips as his chest lit up with the praise. He was doing that. All the noises coming out of his boyfriend's mouth, all the pleasure Micah was feeling, that was because of him . A desperate need to please settled over Leo, he would do anything Micah asked if that's what it took to make his boyfriend cum.

Micah noticed Leo's reaction, an affectionate smile showing on his face. "Oh you liked that hm? You like when I tell you how good you're doing? How amazing you feel, sucking me in like this? You're so pretty underneath me baby, such a good boy for me." Micah groaned, feeling his orgasm beginning to build up in his stomach. "I'd praise you forever if it meant you'd keep squeezing me like that."

Leo keened at the praise, losing himself more to the overwhelming pleasure as Micah's thrusts became faster, more desperate. The sound of skin slapping would have normally embarrassed the euphoric man, but he was too far gone to care. All he could think about was the rapidly approaching orgasm climbing through his stomach, invading all his senses until he felt like he was going to burst.

His boyfriend clearly felt the same way, because the taller man's breath quickened, spitting out a quick, "I'm gonna cum soon." before attempting to pull out of Leo's gushing hole.

The shorter man instinctively locked his legs behind his lover's back, forcing his dick back inside, much to Micah's confusion.

"In me." Leo whimpered, looking into Micah's confused, lust filled eyes. His tongue felt like lead, but he pushed the words he so desperately needed to say out. "Finish in me, please."

Micah groaned above him, his self-control threatening to snap at any moment. "Are you sure? I'm not wearing a condom."

"I'm on the pill." Leo moaned out, mind cloudy as he chased his orgasm. "I need to feel you inside me, all of you. I wanna be yours, please, mark me, claim me, make me yours!"

Micah's eyes darkened. He threw Leo's leg over his shoulder, his dick reaching impossibly deeper as he pounded the boy into the mattress. "Yeah? Want me to fill you up with my cum? Want me to claim you as mine? Wanna take all of me until you're overflowing?" he growled, possessiveness dripping from his voice as he held his boyfriend as close to him as he possibly could.

Leo nodded enthusiastically, teetering on the edge of his orgasm. He clung to the muscular man's back, desperate to be as connected to him as he possibly could as his guts got rearranged.

"Fuck baby boy, you drive me crazy. Gonna make you all mine." Micah spoke, his mind only allowing him to think of breeding his boyfriend. "My baby. No one gets to see you like this, feel you like this, except for me and Rain, yeah?"

Leo couldn't speak, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he nodded his head vigorously, little gasps and whimpers leaving his mouth at the mass pleasure he was experiencing. Micah felt the man tightening around him, and crashed his mouth onto Leo's as the smaller boy's orgasm finally hit him. Leo moaned into Micah's mouth, the taller man swallowing his noises as he shoved his tongue into his boyfriend's mouth. The brunette arched his back in sheer euphoria, continuing to cry out into Micah's mouth as the man's thrusts continued.

The fluttering of Leo's walls around his cock soon brought Micah to his own orgasm, a low, strangled noise leaving his throat as he flooded his boyfriend's insides with cum. Leo let out a small whimper as the sticky liquid reached deep inside him, filling him up until there was no more room, the excess seed dribbling out of him from around Micah's dick.

The two rested against each other, panting, Micah still buried deep within Leo's dripping cunt. The red-head caught his breath first, pressing a tender kiss to the boy beneath him as he trembled, his eyes still screwed shut as he soaked up the warmth radiating from Micah's body.

"It's ok little one, I'm not going anywhere. Take as much time as you need to recover, we'll wait." Micah whispered into the man's neck, gently rubbing his back as his boyfriend struggled to calm himself. Leo let out a breathy hum of acknowledgement as he let his legs collapse from off the larger man's back, becoming more aware of the sticky mess leaking between his thighs as he did so.

Micah's attention shifted back to his raven-haired lover, who had finished pleasuring himself whilst the other two were still recovering. He had grabbed his already soiled boxers, wiping the sticky mess he made on himself off his stomach. Finishing up, he threw the boxers into the nearby laundry bin before turning back to his boyfriend's shaking bodies, a fond expression plastered on his face.

"He adjusted a lot quicker than I thought he would." Rain said, ruffling Leo's hair affectionately. He turned back to Micah. "How'd he feel?"

Micah let out a breath of laughter. "Amazing." He stated. His gaze softened even more as he looked at his boyfriend, feeling a little guilty for hogging their smaller lover. "How are you doing?"

Rain sighed dramatically, taking advantage of his boyfriend's clear guilt. "Neglected, pent up, and depressed, I might as well not even be here!" He joked, his tone making it clear he was ok despite his words. His tone became more genuine. "But for real, I'm ok, I'm just glad you're enjoying yourselves."

Rain scooted closer to his boyfriend's, resting his hand on Micah's. "Besides," he said, looking down into the man's blue eyes, "we agreed on this right? I wanted this to be as easy on him as possible."

"Agreed on what?" Leo mumbled, opening his teary eyes to look at his pale lover. His body had ceased shaking now, and his mind had cleared enough to make talking easier than before.

"We...uh..." Micah sat up a little, letting go of Leo to rub the back of his neck in embarrassment. "We've talked about this before. About who should be the one to take your virginity first, whenever you were ready to lose it."

Leo raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, waiting for one of them to elaborate.

Micah stayed quiet, so Rain continued for him. "Since it was your first time, we wanted to ease you into everything, and we figured that taking you at the same time would be too much for you to handle, at least in the beginning. So we talked about who should take you first, and we both agreed that Micah might be easier for you to handle."

Leo gave a tired scoff. "Easier? It felt like he was splitting me in half at first."

"I was worried about that, which is why I initially thought that Rain should go first, he could stretch you out a little more so it would be easier to take me. But the more we talked about it, the more we realized it would probably be best if I started you off." Micah stated, gently pulling Leo up so he was sitting upright, leaning into the red-head's chest while he was still inside him.

"Because you're needier than me?" Rain asked teasingly, moving himself behind Leo so the brunette's back was against his chest.

"Because I have more self-control than you." Micah corrected, mock-glaring at the dark-eyed boy. "You have a habit of being rougher than you mean to be, which would have been too much for him. We both knew he would need a gentler, slower start than you could have managed."

"You mean the self-control you so clearly displayed? I seem to recall it flying out the window the second Leo asked you to cum in him." Rain mocked, giggling softly as Micah lightly slapped his arm.

"Shut up." Micah growled, holding Leo's forearms as the man leaned against his chest. "You have your turn now, don't you? Maybe focus on prepping him instead of making fun of me."

"Oh, trust me, I plan to." Rain smirked, dipping his fingers down to where his boyfriend's were connected. Luckily, the pair's previous actions had left him with more than enough to work with, slicking up his fingers with their leftover fluids before bringing them back up to Leo's asshole. He prodded the sensitive area gently before slipping his finger's in, feeling how tight the man was before slowly starting to spread his digits apart.

Leo stifled an uncomfortable whine. It felt weird to have something stuck up there, especially when he was getting spread open like this. Rain pressed comforting kisses to the man's neck, distracting him while he continued stretching Leo's second hole out.

"I know baby, I know. It feels weird, just give me a couple of minutes and you'll be ready." Rain promised, trying to calm the man as best as he could.

Micah noticed the tense look on Leo's face and took pity on him, distracting the man by bringing him into a soft kiss. Leo gladly took the opportunity, focusing all his attention on the way Micah's tongue swiped over his teeth, the tickle of his lover's stubble on his chin, the sweet scent of his sweaty body. He became so engrossed in the kiss that he barely flinched when Rain inserted a third finger, stretching him wider for a minute or two before removing his fingers entirely.

Rain shifts his hips under Leo until his dick pressed against his asshole. "You ready to take both of us baby?" he asked, his excitement and need reflected in his voice. "I promise I'll go slow, at least at first."

Leo broke away from Micah, his eyes half-lidded with renewed lust. He braced himself against Micah's chest, his hands gripping onto his boyfriends broad shoulders for support. He let out a shaky "ready", and without any further warning, Rain slid himself into Leo, stifling a moan as he slowly bottomed out.

Leo let out a small gasp of pleasure as Rain settled inside him, surprised as how good it felt. He hadn't expected anal to feel all that great considering his anatomy, but he couldn't deny how good it felt to be so full, both of his boyfriend's filling him up so completely. The two men he was sandwiched between gave him a minute to adjust to the new feeling, softly praising him for taking them both at once like this and for how good he was being for them, making them feel so loved and trusted.

Leo could feel his mind fogging over at his boyfriend's words, warmth spreading throughout his chest. He wanted to be good for them, wanted to do whatever it took to make them feel as amazing as he felt. His need to please was consuming his mind, making him a submissive mess between his lover's bodies as he waited for them to move, to take care of his needs as well as their own. He slowly relaxed against Micah's chest, content little hums leaving his throat as he shifted his hips eagerly. He felt like he could stay like this forever.

Micah looked down, noticed the cloudy look in his boyfriend's green eyes, and brought his hand to the man's cheek, turning Leo's attention to him. Leo immediately nuzzled into his touch, thriving off of his boyfriend's affections as Micah ran his thumb down his soft cheek. The change in his demeanor was obvious to both Micah and Rain, both boys sharing an affectionate look over Leo's shoulder before Rain pulled the slumped man up a little, sitting him upright between him and Micah.

A surprised noise left Leo's mouth, but it was quickly replaced by a content sigh when Rain began kissing up and down his neck, gently brushing his lips over the bruises that were previously left on the sensitive skin. Micah continued to stroke his cheek, feeling himself harden again at his boyfriend's happy sigh's. Leo had shut his eyes and turned his head towards Rain, but peeled them open again when Micah turned his head back towards him, his eyes meeting Micah's gentle gaze.

"Hey love." He whispered, his tone soft and adoring. "How're you feeling?"

A second passed before Leo responded, his mind still buzzing. "I feel floaty." He murmured, continuing to look up at Micah through half-closed eyes. "It feels weird... and nice. Is this normal?"

Micah chuckled softly. "Yes, this is normal sweetheart. I think you're in subspace right now." Micah looked over at Rain, who was shifting his hips, desperate to start moving. "Rain gets in that headspace too, although his is usually caused by pain."

"Oh." Leo whispered. He had heard of subspace before, but he thought it could only be achieved by intense pain. He guessed he was wrong about that.

Micah stroked his smaller boyfriend's hair gently, getting increasingly turned on by how soft and pliant his normally tough and guarded boyfriend had become. "Do you want us to take care of you little one? Want us to make you cum around our cocks again?"

Take care of him? They already were. He felt so safe and loved in his boyfriend's arms, like nothing could ever touch him. But he couldn't deny how much he needed them to move, to fuck him until he was nothing but a dripping, shaking mess in their arms. Leo shuddered in anticipation. "Please."

Rain didn't need to be told twice, immediately pulling out before pushing himself back in with a groan. "Fucking finally." He huffed out, his impatience apparent. He gripped Leo's hips, pushing and pulling them in time with his thrusts so that it was easier for him to move. At the same time, Micah stayed still for a moment, timing himself so that he could thrust in when Rain would pull out. As soon as he saw Rain's hips move backwards, Micah bucked his own, pulling out as Rain pushed back in, the two finding a perfect rhythm after a couple of moments.

Leo opened his mouth, silent gasps of pleasure escaping him as his body bounced between the two men. The pleasure was constant, never taking a break as someone was always thrusting into him, hitting his most sensitive spots. He could hear Rain moaning behind him, the pale boy's fingers digging deep into the fat of Leo's ass as he maneuvered him, rough enough to leave bruises. "I've waited so long to do this." Rain breathed out, a genuine smile tugging at his lips. "can't believe I finally get to have you, all pretty and fucked out while I rail you." His pace grew harsher, his balls slapping against Leo's ass as he slammed himself into Leo's hole.

Leo's eyes rolled into the back of his head at the change of pace, small little whines slipping past his lips as he wrapped his arms around Micah's torso, doing everything he could to ground himself in the face of his overwhelming euphoria. Micah changed his speed to match Rain's, letting out his own grunts and groans of pleasure as his cock dragged against Leo's walls. He shifted Leo's hips a little, the new angle allowing him to once again hit the boy's g spot vigorously.

Leo's body felt like jelly as intense pangs of pleasure washed over him. He tried to keep himself upright, but all the strength had been sapped out of him, his arms and legs shaking with ecstasy. His body collapsed into Micah's chest, the only thing keeping him from falling over completely being his boyfriend's strong, stable arms as they wrapped themselves around his trembling body. Leo screwed his eyes shut, burying his face into his boyfriend's hairy chest as he let out high pitched whines.

"I've got you, I've got you sweet boy." Micah panted, holding onto Leo's crumbled body as tightly as he could. His dick twitched at the sight of his boyfriend relying on him so heavily, pride building in his chest. Only they could make Leo feel this good, only they could take care of their sensitive boyfriend, and only they could be trusted to see their beautiful boy this vulnerable. "We're making you feel so good, aren't we baby?"

Leo couldn't answer, his brain fried beyond comprehension. All he could manage were whines and whimpers, completely lost in euphoria.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah~" Leo whimpered, his eyes still closed in pure bliss as tears began leaking from them. He couldn't even keep his arms around Micah at this point, instead curling them towards himself as Micah held him, leaning even more into his slick chest.

Rain laughed at Leo's lack of response, smirking down at him as he pulled in and out of him. "Oh poor baby, did we fuck you stupid on our cocks?" he cooed, taking pride in every twitch and moan his fucked out boyfriend let out. "Our dumb, pretty boy, so perfect for us. You're so beautiful when you're this out of it, my sweet thing."

Rain removed his hands from Leo's ass, instead moving them under the man's folded over body and finding his chest, squeezing the soft mounds and circling his nipples with his thumbs. Leo arched his back a little, tiny whimpers leaving his lips at the added stimulation. His brain felt so fuzzy, to the point where he was only half aware of what was going on around him, but he trusted that his boyfriend's would take care of him in his fucked out state.

Rain's moans turned into whines as his orgasm approached, his thrusts becoming shorter and faster as he threw his head back in pleasure. A moment passed, and he brought his head back down, leaning towards Leo's ear. "I'm almost there baby, can we cum in you again? Please?" His voice was whiny and desperate, trying his hardest not to bust without getting an answer first.

It took a second for his words to register in Leo's brain, but after a moment he nodded frantically, knowing exactly what he wanted but unable to get his tongue to work properly. He could feel Rain buck into his ass a couple more times before he groaned again, stilling inside his boyfriend and filling his hole with his own hot seed. He pressed himself as close as he could to Leo's ass, wanting to empty himself as deep as he could without spilling a drop.

While Rain was still trying to catch his breath, Micah, who was getting close himself, grabbed his face with one hand and smashed his lips onto Rain's, bringing him into a rough kiss. Rain whimpered into Micah's mouth, overwhelmed by his orgasm and the firm grip his boyfriend had on his face, as well as the overstimulation Leo's still bouncing body was making him feel. Micah continued to aggressively make out with Rain for a minute longer before breaking away, smirking at the sex-drunk look on his boyfriend's face and continuing to grip his cheeks harshly.

"Look at you, angel. You wanna talk about Leo being fucked dumb? You should see yourself right now, a whimpering, pathetic mess in my hand. It's almost cute, how easy it is to shut your brain off." Micah's voice was sickly sweet, his smile venomous as he degraded his boyfriend.

Despite the stinging sensation in his cheeks from Micah's killer grip, Rain tried to smirk, a defiant look in his eyes. "It's only this easy because I wanted to be nice for Leo. I can give you a much harder time if you'd like." The smirk turned into a slight grimace when Micah tightened his hold, a clear warning.

"I'll keep that in mind for later. For now, behave yourself. I think he's close." Micah all but growled out, his eyes hardening. A teasing look remained plastered on Rain's face, but he nodded, letting out a breath when Micah released his jaw and wrapped his arm around Leo once again. Both boys' eyes softened when they looked down at their third, who's noises had heightened in pitch, his hands gripping Micah's arm for stability. His boyfriend had been right, Leo was definitely on the verge of coming undone.

Tears rolled down Leo's cheeks as his body shuttered, a pitiful cry leaving his throat as his orgasm hit him like a train. Rain draped himself over the smaller boy's back, circling his convulsing stomach with his thumbs in a comforting motion. "That's it baby, let yourself go. I know it's overwhelming, but we've got you. You're making us feel so good." He soothed, closing his eyes and soaking in the warmth radiating from Leo's curled body.

Micah continued to lazily thrust his hips upward, moans spilling from his mouth at the way Leo's cunt was squeezing and pulsing around him. "Oh, just like that baby boy, I'm gonna cum again. Gonna cum so deep in you that it won't spill out." He groaned, feeling himself give in to his own sweet release.

Leo barely registered the hot cum flooding past his cervix, filling him until the mixture of his and Micah's cum started dripping out of him and down his boyfriend's thighs. He was still riding out his own orgasm, his pussy spasming around Micah's dick, milking every last drop of cum from his twitching cock. The fog in his mind had only thickened upon his release, leaving his senses completely clouded with pleasure. He couldn't think, couldn't speak, all he could do was feel the comforting texture of his boyfriend's soft skin on his own as they guided him through his high.

Eventually, his orgasm faded, leaving him trembling in his boyfriend's arms as he tried (and failed) to regain his grip on his senses. Leo's tired body used the last of its strength to wrap his arms around Micah, pressing himself as far into the larger man's skin as he possibly could. Micah, who had recovered from his orgasm relatively quickly, cooed down at the boy, kissing his forehead affectionately.

"I think that's more than enough for one night." Micah murmured, careful not to disturb his overwhelmed boyfriend. "Rain, can you help me lie him down?

Rain hummed into Leo's back, taking a moment before he opened his eyes and slowly sat up. He pulled a pillow close to Leo before grabbing his body, and nodded towards Micah, signaling him to slowly pull their boyfriend down until all three of them were lying on their sides, Leo still squished between them. His head was gently laid on the pillow Rain had gotten, and the three stayed like that for a long while, the two larger boys curled around Leo's still-trembling body protectively as they waited for him to recover.

Leo had gained a little more awareness after a couple minutes, but not much. It didn't matter to him though. He was safe and warm, snuggled in between his boyfriend's naked bodies. They would take care of him until his mind cleared, he was sure of it. Sleep tugged at the corner of his mind, and he gladly let himself surrender to the comforting void enveloping his tired body.

...At least he would have, if he wasn't hyper focused on the feeling of Micah pulling out of his abused pussy.

Leo whined at the sudden emptiness, more cum starting to spill from his hole now that nothing was there to keep it plugged in. Micah chuckled at his reaction, bringing his fingers down to Leo's entrance before scooping up the excess cum and gently pushing it back in. He slowly got up, pushing Leo's arms off from around him as he stood, moving to leave the room.

Leo let out distressed whimpers at the loss of contact, having no idea where Micah was going or if he was coming back. Micah stopped, turning towards Rain for help, but his boyfriend was already moving. Quickly, so as not to upset Leo any more, Rain pulled out and turned the smaller boy around so he was now facing him, wrapping his arms around him as he softly pet the boy's hair and back in an effort to calm him.

"Shhhhh Bug, it's ok. He's not leaving, he's just getting a couple things to help clean you up, ok? He'll be back soon, in the meantime I'm right here with you, I won't leave you alone, I promise." Rain soothed, pressing his face into Leo' shoulder. Leo didn't say anything, instead wrapping his arms around the lanky man's torso, cuddling up to him in an attempt to stay warm. Micah began moving again, grabbing a couple blankets and laying them on top of his exposed boyfriend's so they wouldn't get cold in his absence. He then left the room, and Rain could hear the faint sound of water rushing as Micah started a bath.

They stayed like that for a couple minutes, blissfully snuggled under the blankets while Rain softly kissed the tears off of Leo's face. He could hear Micah shuffling around in the kitchen, probably getting him and Leo water and a couple of snacks to boost their energy again, at least enough to get clean and ready for bed. He was proven right when his Micah's large stature appeared in the doorway, holding two glasses of water and a couple snacks stashed under his arms.

"How's he doing?" Micah asked, sitting down next to Rain.

Rain sat up a little, enough so that he could grab one of the water glasses without disturbing Leo. "Still out of it. I don't know if he has the energy to eat right now." He whispered, sipping his water slowly. He couldn't blame his boyfriend though, he barely had the energy to move himself. The water was clearing his head a little though, slowly bringing him out of his own haze and allowing his senses to become sharper than they had been a second ago. "How are you doing? It took you no time at all to start moving around, aren't you tired?"

Micah shook his head, smiling softly. "I've always recovered quickly, you know that. Besides, if I didn't move, who was going to take care of you two? " He gazed at Leo, who was still laying down, before meeting Rain's tired eyes. "He's not in any condition to strain himself right now, and you're clearly exhausted. It's ok, I like helping you, I tell you this every time."

"I knowwww," Rain groaned, flopping back down. "But I still feel bad. You're always caring for me after sex-us now, I guess. And you never let me help you out after a session either. Don't you get tired of always being the caretaker? Don't you want me to pamper you sometimes?"

Micah huffed in amusement, kissing Rain's forehead lovingly. "I could never get tired of caring for you. If anything, cleaning you up is aftercare for me. Seeing you happy, safe, and satisfied makes me feel better than anything else." A mischievous smirk pulled on his lips. "Besides, you forget that most of our sex is a lot rougher than this, at least on you. It would be pretty inconsiderate of me to fuck you up and then expect you to look after me when I'm perfectly fine."

Rain huffed in annoyance. "You're rough on me because I get off on being treated that way, not because you're a sadist. That's on me, it's still not fair on you to care for me after doing something I asked you to do."

Rain opened his mouth to say more, but Micah grabbed his face again, much gentler than the last time. "Angel, look at me." He said, staring intensely into Rain's eyes. "I. Love. Caring. For. You. I love making you feel loved. You two do so much more for me than you give yourselves credit for, this is the least I can do to show how much I appreciate you." he enunciated each word, hoping that his concerned lover would understand how serious he was being. Doubt still plagued Rain's face, but he nodded in understanding, too tired to argue any more.

Micah turned his attention to Leo, who had stopped shaking for the most part, but was still clinging to Rain's side with his eyes glued closed. He slipped his hands under Leo's back, tenderly sitting him up while Rain shuffled his body so that his chest supported Leo's weight. The tuckered out man groaned a little, but slowly opened his eyes, still cloudy with brain fog and exhaustion.

"Hey little one, how're you feeling?" Micah asked, holding out the glass of water. "Here, drink some of this, it'll help you wake up a little."

Leo grabbed the glass with trembling hands, Rain helping to steady them as he brought the cool liquid up to his mouth and to small sips. The water slid down his throat, it's cold temperature spreading throughout his chest. His mind had cleared more by now, but he was still finding it hard to speak, his tongue heavy in his mouth. He handed the glass back once he was finished, still trying to keep his eyes open as he fought his tiredness.

The two boys around him smiled adoringly at him, gazing at his tired form with love. After a moment, Micah slid one of his arms under Leo's back and his other arm under Leo's legs, and lifted him up bridal style, the man's body leaning heavily on his chest. Leo let out a squeak of surprise, but was quickly shushed by Micah, who began walking out of the bedroom. "I know you were comfortable, but we gotta clean you up. Don't worry, the bath is nice and warm, and we'll be in there with you." Rain stood up and followed closely behind, not wanting to be left out.

Micah stopped at the foot of the tub, slowly lowering one leg into the warm water before fully stepping in, carefully lowering himself and his boyfriend into the water until both were covered up to their chests. Leo, who had wrapped his arms around Micah's neck in an effort to keep himself from falling, lowered his arms, instead holding them close to his chest as he soaked in the warmth surrounding him. He closed his eyes, feeling Rain step in and curl up next to him, hugging him to his chest while Micah pulled them both close to his own body.

Leo muscles loosened as Micah ran a washcloth down his back, soothed by the rhythmic scrubbing motions and the feeling of soap running down his skin and into the water. Rain cupped his hands with water and gently poured it over Leo's body, washing the remaining suds off of him. A hand made its way down between Leo's legs, prying them apart enough for Micah to clean the mess they had left earlier. Leo, started a bit at the contact, his pussy still sensitive from all that they had done, but relaxed once again when he felt the comforting warmth of the water washing away the stickiness that had been beginning to bother him. He felt Micah's hand retreat, continuing to bask in his satisfied state as his boyfriend's began to clean themselves up.

A hand found its way into Leo's messy brown hair, brushing through his tangled locks in a soothing motion. "How're we doing, dragonfly?" Rain whispered softly into his ear, as if afraid of shattering the cozy silence they had fallen into. "You with us?"

Leo slowly shifted his head so that he was looking up at Rain's face, which was slightly above his on Micah's chest, focusing all of his energy on forming words in his mouth. "...I'm here." He croaked, forcing his voice to project louder than a whisper. He shakily brought his hand closer to Rain's, clasping it gently in his own. "I'm more aware...I think. Still feel a little floaty though."

"That's ok." Rain smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to Leo's forehead. "You did so good for us bug, taking us so well. Made us feel so special, letting us be the first people to have you like that."

Leo smiled drowsily. "Did I?"

"Of course you did." Micah chimed in, rubbing his hands up and down the soft skin of Leo's arm. "You took everything we gave you wonderfully, and you made us feel so loved." His hand began idly traced patterns into Leo's skin, making the man shiver from the ticklish feeling. "I was worried I would hurt you, or overwhelm you, or be too big to fit fully in you. But you took me just fine, and you felt amazing. I don't think I'm ever gonna get enough of you."

A pleased hum left Leo's throat. "I'm glad. I wasn't sure if I was gonna do this right, or if I was gonna feel good enough. It's nice to know I felt ok."

Rain snorted. "You felt more than just ok baby, you felt absolutely ethereal! I can't wait for the next time I get to fuck you like that." He paused a moment before pressing his forehead to Leo's. "I love you so much sweet boy, I'm so glad you trusted us enough to see you like that. Thank you."

Leo smiled and pressed a tiny kiss to Rain's lips, buzzing with happiness. "No, thank you, both of you, for taking care of me. You made me feel so loved and comfortable, I'm glad I waited until now." He rested his head against Micah's chest once again, a wave of drowsiness falling over him. "I love you too." He yawned, closing his eyes.

"Oh no you don't." Micah gently scolded, moving his boyfriend's enough for him to stand up. He stepped out of the tub, grabbed a towel, and dried off before turning back to Leo, grabbing his hands and pulling him up. "You're not falling asleep in the bath, no way. C'mon, let's get ready for bed and then you can sleep, ok?

A sigh was heard, but Leo didn't complain, stepping out of the water with Micah's help. Rain followed suit, and the three boys dried off before making their way back to the bedroom, watching as Micah changed the sheets before laying together on the bed. Leo was in the middle once again, smushed between his boyfriend's naked bodies, Micah spooning him from behind while Rain hugged Leo's torso to his chest.

Leo could feel sleep creeping up on him, but before he could fall completely into unconsciousness, he heard Micah speak.

"Sleep well sweetheart, I'll see you in the morning." Micah yawned, tucking his nose into Leo's hair.

Leo let out a tired hum of acknowledgement, his eyes shut in bliss. "I will, goodnight. I love you."

Micah and Rain smiled affectionately, Rain pressing himself even further into Leo's skin as both boys said their "I love you's" back, and Leo finally allowed himself to slip into unconsciousness, lulled by the heartbeats of the people he loved most.

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sleepingdeath-light · 9 months

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poly triple cone cup competitors smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (27/05/23)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | super epic | epic

character(s) ; capsaicin cookie, kouign-amann cookie, prune juice cookie

outline ; “poly smut hcs for the triple come cup competitors? like all of them and reader? im over 18”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, oral sex, implied foursomes, threesomes, lingerie, sexting, belly bulging, implied public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

let’s establish the basics here: capsaicin is a mean dominant, prune juice is a versatile switch, and kouign-amann is a service switch who can be a soft dominant or an obedient submissive depending on her mood

kouign-amann prefers to wear and see others in prettier types of lingerie — so like pink nighties, virgin-killer jumpers and things along those lines are what you can expect to see her in when she’s feeling especially needy

capsaicin doesn’t care what you wear because it will all just end up torn and discarded anyway by the time he’s done — naked is best for him and bonus points if you just stroll up to him in the nude and ask for a quickie

prune juice prefers either darker styles of sexy clothes (translucent lingerie, leather) but he also gets hard seeing you wearing his clothing and nothing else — so his shirt and no underwear is a quick way to get in his good books

it’s rare that all four of you end up having sex at the same time because your libidos all differ — kouign’s is low-average, prune juice’s is a bit above average and capsaicin is basically always horny

so usually you’re getting bent over and fucked by one of the boys — or both, if the mood strikes them — whilst kougin watches and checks in to make sure you’re all okay (she always helps with after care as well, the star)

capsaicin prefers to use the concubine position with you, the mating press with prune juice and will let kouign ride him — but he’s always the one doing the penetrating because he loves being able to turn you all dumb and fucked-out

prune juice, meanwhile will use missionary or spooning with you and kouign — preferring the intimacy of both positions — and he’s open to penetrating or being penetrated

kouign is pretty neutral about what position you’re in as long as you’re having fun — but the mating press and doggy are two of her favourites if she’s in the mood to be properly dominated, whilst missionary and riding are two of her favourites to use when she’s feeling more dominant herself

she’s also happy to be fucked or to use a strap on anyone if they ask her to — so long as she’s in the right mood

the three of you will quite regularly exchange nudes and videos of yourselves having sex in a secure group chat you made for the purpose

capsaicin sends the most pictures by far (which none of you complain about) and they’re mostly post workout or post-fuck pictures or just videos of his cock filling one of you over and over again — he also has a bit of a thing for belly bulging so he has many many pictures of that

kouign doesn’t send many videos unless asked (and then they’re usually if her masturbating) but she does send a couple of random tit pics throughout the day — usually showing off the new lingerie she’s bought and worn out — with the rare exception being between matches in a tournament when she revealed that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and the three of you flocked over to her because it would be impossible to ignore a blatant plea like that

prune juice will occasionally send a picture of his erection straining through his robes, but he mostly just pops up in other people’s videos when he’s fucking them or being fucked by them — mostly in capsaicin’s spam but it’s always a pleasure to see his gaping mouth and cum filled ass pop up on your screen every now and then

when it comes to threesomes: prune juice and capsaicin tend to sandwich you, capsaicin and kouign tend to spit roast you (he fucks you whilst you eat her out), and prune juice and kouign tend to adopt a position where one of them is riding your face whilst the other fucks your hole (or, alternatively, have one riding your dick/strap whilst the other fucks you — but either way you’ll be laying down)

kouign praises you a lot and it’s all very soft and genuine, prune juice gives a very blatant commentary that can come across as humiliating at times whilst using some praise, and capsaicin will happily mix in degradation and praise to leave you flustered and speechless

whenever two or more of you have gone at it, no matter who was or wasn’t involved, everyone is helping out with aftercare — cleaning everyone up, fetching foods and dealing with any injuries if they’re discovered because, at the end of the day, you’re all partners and you take care of each other

kouign is loud and usually doesn’t offer much in terms of actual commentary other than stuttered praise and pleas

prune juice is quiet but is very vocal, being very blunt about how good you feel and talking about everything you’re doing until he’s no longer able to do anything but let out breathy moans and cusses

capsaicin is unapologetically loud and offers plenty of degrading comments that would even make most pervs turn pink — he doesn’t care who hears him moaning and grunting and groaning and calling you his ‘good boy/girl/pet’ because he has pretty much zero shame

related to the above but capsaicin will 100% make passes at you all in public (both comments and groping) — which mortifies kouign-amann and amuses (and flusters) prune juice

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #minors dni #minors fuck off #minors don’t touch #smut #smut hcs #poly smut #poly x reader #poly crk x reader #crk smut #crk x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run smut #poly cookie run x reader #capsaicin cookie x kougin amann cookie x prune juice cookie x reader #capsaicin cookie smut #kouign amann cookie smut #prune juice cookie smut

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alpaca-clouds · 3 months

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Okay, people. I have to ask you a question, because I do not fucking get it. Because I write a lot of smut - and I do write a lot of poly-smut with threesomes and foursomes and at times even more people.

And whenever it comes to discussions about writing smut I hear the same comment by other writers over and over again: "Ah, I get so confused on where everyone's arms and legs are."

This comment confuses me so much. Because, like... It is not that important? Like, most smut is written with a personal narrator, aka a narrator who takes the POV of one of the characters. Be it in 1st, 2nd or 3rd person. But usually it is a single POV.

And... To everyone who has had sex before even with only with one partner. Were you always aware where your partner's arms and legs were if they were not used within the act? Because I kinda doubt it.

Like, if you fuck and are into it, your higher brainfunctions will basically cease. You do not really think too much about what is happening. And unless those arms and legs get into someone's way... they just do not matter.

Don't overthink it. Really. Nobody needs to know where everyone's bodyparts are, as long as they are not interacting.

#smut #smut writing #polyamory #poly shipping #ot3 #ot4 #poly smut

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pecadosarepiling · 2 years

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It was something Danica stumbled across, living doll.

She watched with interest, the concept intriguing but the depiction of it was not up to her standard of what she thought it should be.

Ava and Seilos listen eagerly to what she has to say about the matter.

“A living doll…”

“Use you as we wish?”

“Dress you as we like?”

Their hands start to wander, “Firstly our doll needs a pretty outfit.”

——-

A soft blue bow about her neck. The dress of cotton and frilled. They even took the care to put stockings and garters on her. Danica blushing at the playful snaps and eagerness the men had dressing her up.

Danica had a little addition of her own tying on the tag on her bow. She waited patiently in the armchair for Ava and Seilos to make their entrance.

—/

Dani Dolly “Dress me, play and use me as you like”

Seilos and Ava had their eyes glowing bright at the tag Dani put on herself.

“Someone left us a gift.”

“What a pretty doll.” A hand stroking her cheek.

“Such a beauty.” One twirling one of her curls.

Danica stayed still as she could, resisting a purr or whine.

“She would look ever so pretty to have a tea party with.” Selios chimed in.

“The next time, we will get her a even grander dress for that. Let’s see our doll more throughly.”

Danica is gently picked up from the arm chair to the duvet. Laid out for them.

She’s so soft! Seilos exclaimed eagerly touching Danicas chest.

“Let me feel.” Both men groping at her chest. Danica bit back a moan.

—-

They checked her over, exploring and curious.

What a wonderful work of art. Danica’s pretty dress taken off and neatly folded.

Ribbon and stockings left on. Both men had taken a turns sucking and playing with her tits.

They had stripped out of their pants. They wanted to play with her more. Use her as they wished. She was their Doll after all.

“Oh she makes pretty sounds when you stick your cock in her.” Ava groaned. Danica played along. Moaning and gently moving with Ava’s thrusts.

“Does she?”

Danica opened her mouth and moaned as Seilos sunk his cock past her lips.

——

Such a wonderful Doll for them to play and use. Sucking Seilos off and getting pounded by Ava.

Danica loved this….

Loved as they used her so tenderly and with such excitement.

Danica mewled as both men came, her mouth filling and cunt as well.

“I want to try her mouth….”

“Let me try her pussy.”

They played with their Dani Dolly nonstop. Dani Cumming and gasping thereafter.

She loved this so much….

She loved being their Doll…

@gran-maul-seizure 🫣🫣🫣🫣 I blame you

#smut #adult danica #darlings gang smut #poly smut

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jazzthatonewriterchick · 10 months

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Peace & Quiet (poly!SatoSugu x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

“How's this for relaxation, hm?” he teases. “Just what you needed, right?”

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Geto Suguru x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which you realize peace and quiet aren’t ideal with your two noisy ass (yet extremely attractive) coworkers renting out the same Airbnb as you while visiting the hot springs on a business trip. But lucky for you, they know another way to help you relax.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Black-coded!Reader (but anyone can still read this); Marijuana Use; Truth or Dare; Skinny Dipping; Coworkers to Lovers; Poly Romance; Exhibitionism; Mutual Oral; Cum Eating; Dirty Talk; Spanking; Spitting; Facefucking; Unprotected PIV Sex; Mild Degradation; Clit Play; Spitroast; Creampie; Throatpie; Aftercare

Writer's Note: In honor of JJK S2 dropping next week, I decided to give my favorite idiot duo some love. And if I'm not uploading as regularly it's cuz I'm on a cruise lol. Enjoy! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

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You audibly sigh as you sink further into the deep depths of the comfortable, heated water.

Nothing but the sound of bubbling water and chirping birds fills the summer air around you. The shaded trees hanging above you allow you shade from the summer sun’s rays peeking through the green leaves, making the warm water feel even better when it isn’t below the bright rays of the sun.

You loop your arms over a nearby rock and lie your head against the wet surface. ‘Paradise,’ you think with a content smile.

You’ll have to thank your company again for picking such a great spot for your Airbnb. It isn’t that close to the new city you’re in, but close enough that the drive there isn’t exhausting. It’s pretty quiet and the trees surrounding the area allow you just enough privacy to tan naked if you wanted to. But you’d die before you’d do something like that.

You still can’t believe you were picked for such an amazing opportunity! You’ve always wanted to go on a business trip for your job ever since they started doing raffles. You’ve been working with your company, one of the largest corporate tech companies in Japan, for five years now, so you hoped that your boss would see your skills and work ethic to allow you the responsibility to travel.

Really, it was mostly because you were desperate to get out of your home for a while, whether it was a local trip or one overseas. You’ve heard of trips in the U.S. and some in the U.K. and only dreamed of traveling there. When your boss announced to you a month ago that you were chosen for the business trip to a local career convention for the next four days, you were ecstatic. You immediately began packing as soon as you got home.

Your boss and his team wanted to ensure that you were absolutely and completely comfortable during your stay for the remainder of your business trip. They paid for everything: the Airbnb you’ll be staying in for the next three days; the train ticket; the food stocked up in the freezer and fridge; and the prepaid Visa card loaded with $550 that will allow you to buy whatever you wish and not have to constantly put your own money down.

So far, you were living. The schedule you currently had consisted of trips to the convention center in the city from 11 PM to 3 PM to talk to potential buyers, clients, and hires about the company. After 3 PM, you were free to do whatever you wanted. Not to mention you’re being paid $35 an hour, even for the hours you weren’t working! You couldn’t have asked for a better trip. You hit the fucking jackpot.

“Yo, Geto!” a familiar voice annoyingly yells from inside the house. “Where’d the fuck you put my shorts? I told you don’t move my shit!”

You heavily sigh, annoyed. Well, you almost hit the jackpot. Take away the two inside that you’re forced to work with this week and you would’ve been perfect. “I told you, I don’t have your fuckin’ shorts, Gojo,” another voice, deeper than the other, growled. “Try lookin’ outside. You might’ve hung ‘em up.”

“Oh, no,” you groan, wishing neither one of them would come outside and ruin your “me time”. You haven’t had much time to yourself since you got here since you’ve been preparing for presentations at the convention fair and sitting in on meetings with your boss wanting to check up on you. Plus, with them constantly wandering throughout the house, you’ve been less comfortable exploring the Airbnb.

Just your luck, both of them come waltzing out of the sliding door that leads to the backyard and the home’s personal hot springs where you currently sit. “I told you they’re not– oh, look, Geto! She finally decided to grace us with her presence.”

Gojo’s teasing pisses you off for some reason, but you refuse to give in and look at him. It isn’t worth it. They aren’t worth it. “C’mon, ‘Toru, leave her alone,” Geto grumbles. “You can clearly see she’s relaxing.”

“And I can hear you,” you sharply reply. “You two aren’t very discreet. Or quiet.” You slowly open your eyes to regard your two coworkers, but you instantly regret it. Though they are both extremely annoying with their loud mouths and disregard for relaxation time, what makes them even more annoying is how fucking fine they are.

First, there’s Gojo Satoru. Cocky, arrogant, and too easy-going for your liking. He is incredibly smart to have gotten the job he does (he’s in a department much higher than yours), but he barely does his work and takes lunch breaks way longer than he’s supposed to, which he also tries to get you to go on. He’s also a huge flirt. It gets annoying watching him flirt with every single girl that walks into your department from your cubicle, his charm coming off dickish to you. The guy is a slut! He knows exactly how to get a woman with his silver hair, Colgate smile, and intense blue eyes.

And then there’s Geto Suguru. He is the complete opposite of Gojo, but he is equally as arrogant and annoying. Though you’ve never seen him flirt in front of you, he comes off as a know-it-all during meetings and like he’s much better than everyone, including the higher-ups. He is just as handsome as Gojo with his long, black locks that he often wears in buns and ponytails, strong jaw, and deep, black eyes.

You’ve had the displeasure of sitting with both Gojo and Geto during meetings and working with them on a few projects throughout the years but with other people. This is the first time you’ve been assigned to work with them one-on-two. Not to mention being in the same space as them for longer than a day.

The first day you came here was manageable since you sat in a different seat than them on the train and most of the day was spent at the convention center. The night it was over, you made a beeline for your bedroom and never came back out. It was good that you did too because those two are so fucking loud. If it wasn’t them arguing, it was them playing music. If it wasn’t music, it was the TV playing too loud.

You know you can’t spend the rest of the trip like that. But them being so damn hot doesn’t make your situation any better. They’re both tall, standing at six foot something, and have their own set of muscles. While Gojo is a bit slimmer and sinewy with muscle, Geto is much thicker in terms of body mass and muscle with broad shoulders and a six-pack you could bake cookies on.

The truth is that you’re very attractive to them. How could you not be? You just adore big men! And everything about them is big to you: big hands, big feet, big everything. You’ve had to force yourself to look away from their crotches many times when you’ve caught them in their tight-ass work slacks. Even at your height in heels, they stand a head taller than you which intensely turns you on.

But you’ll never tell them that or even allude to it. You’ve watched many of your female coworkers flirt with them, give them their cake, and then get shot down later. You don’t need that kind of distraction or drama in your life. You made a vow to yourself to stay away from dating and fucking coworkers. ‘Just stick to your work,’ you’ve told yourself. ‘Just stick to your goals.’

No matter how much Gojo’s laugh makes your heart pound. No matter how badly you want to feel Geto’s big arms wrapped around you. No matter how much you want to feel their hands and lips all over your body. You can’t do it. You have too much to lose fooling around with men like them.

“Sorry to bother you,” Geto says, actually sounding sorry about it, “but Gojo just left his shorts and he won’t shut up about ‘em.” He looks mildly annoyed while Gojo is panicking. “Have you seen ‘em?” he urgently asks. “They’re Calvin Klein? Red?”

“Haven’t seen ‘em,” you deadpan, “but there is a washer machine in the basement. Maybe you left ‘em there.” Gojo whines, running his hands down his face. “They’re the only good ones I bought! The other pair is too tight on me.” You make a noise of disgust, pushing away the thought of Gojo in some tight-ass swim trunks, the outline of his bulge on display. “I didn’t need to know that.”

Geto hides a laugh while Gojo gives you a glare. “Oh, so sorry,” he mockingly says. “What are you doin’ out and about anyway? You were in your room all day before when we weren’t working.”

You glare back at him, not at all liking his tone. And mostly, because he’s right: as soon as you were done at the fair, you hid in your room, unpacked, and chowed down on the complementary snacks and wine stored in your room all afternoon. When the evening finally came, you snuck downstairs into the kitchen while Gojo and Geto played pool in the basement and grabbed yourself a slice of the pizza they ordered earlier that day, and the snacks and water bottles stored in the fridge.

“That’s none of your business,” you curtly say to him, “but I was tired. My bed was too comfortable to leave.” Gojo hums in agreement. “I feel that,” he sighs. “Whoever decided to put that mattress in my room needs either get their dick sucked or their pussy eaten.” You scoff in disgust to yourself, shaking your head at his brazenness. “By you?” Ghetto asks, raising an eyebrow at his friend.

“With the right amount of whiskey is me, sure!” Gojo laughs, wiggling his silver eyebrows at him. Geto shoves him hard, earning another goofy laugh. “You’re ridiculous,” he scoffs before turning back to you still in the heated water. “Look, we’ll leave you alone so you can enjoy yourself. Gojo was supposed to help me cook dinner like he was promised he would last night.” He side-eyes his friend. “That’s why I had to order pizza.”

“I told you I was unpacking!” Gojo argues, but Geto’s fixed stare never fades. You attempt to not laugh by biting your lip, humored by their dynamic. Gojo is like the chaotic younger brother while Geto reminds you of a more dignified and mature older brother.

“Fine,” Gojo groans, craning his neck back, “but you’d better help me find these shorts. And I’m not cuttin’ no vegetables either.”

He purposely bumps Geto’s hip as he walks back into the house, keeping the sliding door open as he does. Geto turns to you, his facial expression unreadable and slightly offputting due to the fact that you can’t identify it. Why does he have to be so goddamn mysterious? “Enjoy yourself,” he says before disappearing back inside the house, shutting the door behind him.

“Thanks,” you quietly say to yourself. You are now finally left alone to your own devices, which is what you wanted all along…right?

When the sound of chirping birds and rustling trees comes back to you, you decide that yes, you do want this. A few minutes after taking a long soak, you grow tired of the water and are in need of some sun. You pull yourself out of the hot springs and swipe your bikini off of the lounge chair sitting by the brink where you have your tote bag.

Making sure the guys aren’t around, you change and lay a towel out on the chair before settling down, lying back, and laying your sunglasses on your eyes. Then you reach for your MacBook Air and balance it on your knees, proceeding to get some work done in time for tomorrow. You also take a few sips of the wine you poured for yourself earlier until the entire glass is empty.

Your productivity doesn’t last for long. The sounds of nature are so peaceful and pretty and the wine is so strong that you find yourself drifting off to sleep. It doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep, your laptop still in your lap. The sun warms your face and the water continues to bubble, serving as some amazing ambiance for you.

It is a short nap, however; one that you’re not too happy about. You are rudely awakened half an hour later by the music blasting from inside the house, the bass jumping and pounding in your ears. Irritation flares within you as you sit up, tearing the sunglasses off your face.

‘These two,’ you think, annoyed and angered. These emotions only increase when you hear Gojo’s shrill laughter over the music. Don’t they have any kind of sense or respect?

“Oh, my Gooood!” you growl, your frustration reaching astronomical heights. You toss your laptop off of you and into the seat as you get up and storm over to the house. You pound on the glass door with your hand before yanking it open, the music nearly destroying your eardrums. “Would you turn that fuckin’ shit down?!” you holler into the living room. “I’m tryin’ to fuckin’ sleep here! Goddamn!”

You’re so angry that you don’t even see Gojo and Geto’s shocked expressions as they crouch near the stereo near the TV, trying in vain to fix the volume. Before they can say anything, you slam the door shut and storm back over to your chair where you dig into your bag for your earbuds. Once you find them, you shove them in your ears, turn up the Jhene Aiko song you had paused from the train ride, and desperately try to get your sleep back.

Surprisingly enough, you do, but only because the music coming from the house is successfully cut off. You don’t realize it though because you’re knocked out. When Gojo finds you, you’re sprawled out on the lounge chair in your white bikini, mouth open and shades on. You don’t realize what he’s doing to you until you feel his hand brush your leg.

You startle awake, finding him standing above you like a handsome eclipse. You flinch at his touch, alarmed and confused. “W-What are you–”

“Relax, princess,” he chuckles. “I was just puttin’ this on you so you weren’t layin’ here in your bikini.” He nods down at the towel he placed on your body. “You never know what kind of animals or creeps are sneakin’ around here.”

He juts his chin towards the trees and brush that stretch for miles, giving way to nothing but wilderness. You realize now that you fell asleep in your bikini, completely exposed to anyone…including your coworkers. “Geto is finished dinner,” Gojo says, ignorant to your utter embarrassment as you clutch the towel to your body. “We got steak, steamed vegetables, and brown rice if you want some.”

He is shrouded in darkness, similar to the trees surrounding you as the sun sets on the summer day. The heat has subsided somewhat but the sticky humidity is still in the air. The sky above is painted with twilight and cotton candy clouds that stretch across the blue canvas. How long have you been asleep?

You are speechless, just staring at Gojo and wondering what the hell is happening. “T-That’s okay,” you softly stammer. “I’m gonna eat a little later.” He shrugs, stretching his muscled arms over his head. “Suit yourself. By the way, sorry about the music.”

You continue to stare up at him blankly. “Huh?” you dumbly ask, your mind still hazy from your nap.

He snickers at you, making you flush even more. “The music from earlier,” he clarifies. “We tried turnin’ it down, but the stereo broke. I don’t think I’ve ever heard you sound that mad…or be that loud.”

He adverts his eyes from yours as if he’s ashamed to look at you. It confuses you. Does he feel bad or something? While he certainly should because he ruined your relaxation time, you can’t help but feel a strange tug in your stomach at the sight of his eyes–so downtrodden and void of that usual glint in them.

“Anyway!” he exclaims, putting on a smile. “I’ll tell Geto to save you a plate.” He leaves you sitting there before you can say even say anything. Once he’s gone, you sit back in your chair and bring the towel up to your chin.

“Dammit,” you sigh, feeling guilt twist in your gut. Maybe you were a little too harsh earlier. After all, you were drinking and that heavily influences your behavior. You know you’ve been standoffish and cold to both of your coworkers this entire trip, and yet despite that, Gojo still came out to make sure you were okay and Geto still fixed you a plate. Maybe you could give some of that kindness back.

After swallowing your pride, you wrap yourself in the towel to cover your body, gather your things into your bag, and venture into the house to find your coworkers. As soon as you hear Gojo’s big ass mouth, you find them in the beautifully-decorated kitchen with its black granite counters and hardwood floors.

Geto stands at the stove with his back to you, his muscles flexing beneath his black tee, while Gojo sits at the kitchen island chomping down on his steak in his Crocs and white crop top that exposes his hard abs. You do your best to ignore the butterflies swarming in your stomach at the sight of them.

“Hey,” you call from the threshold of the kitchen. They instantly stop what they’re doing to look at you, looking almost shocked that you’re standing in front of them. Nervously, you fiddle with the strap to your bag. “Um…the water is really nice if you two wanna go in. I’m finished and just doin’ work if you want any room.”

Gojo practically drops his fork. “Hot springs just for us?” he excitedly says. “Fuck yes! I’ve been waiting to get a taste of this.” Geto turns and leans against the edge of the counter, revealing the apron he’s wearing. It only makes him sexier to you. “Same here. I was so exhausted after yesterday that I never got a chance to. I was hopin’ to get some time today since the fair was so early this morning.”

“Now I really have to look for these shorts,” Gojo announces before jumping out of his seat and zooming past you for the stairs. You watch him, quietly giggling to yourself. When you turn back to Geto, he’s already staring at you. “So you’re okay with us bein’ out there with you?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

The question perplexes you. “Why wouldn’t I be?” you ask, confused. He crosses his big arms over his broad chest, making your throat go dry. “Well, you just act like you don’t wanna be bothered by us. I mean, don’t get it twisted: I like alone time, too, especially in a place like this.” His words make the guilt churning in your stomach even worse. Have you been making them feel like this the entire time you’ve been here?

‘Well, of course, stupid!’ your subconscious screams at you. ‘You barely talk to them or hang out with them, even when they’re in the same room as you! What did you expect?’

You would’ve thought that them taking a hint would make you feel accomplished, but all it does is make you feel weird. And not in a good way. Realizing you’ve been silent for too long, you scramble to answer Geto. “I was gonna go to my room to make a call,” you lie. “And it’s not that I don’t wanna be bothered by you guys, but…”

Your brain does mental gymnastics trying to find a logical explanation for your behavior towards them: ‘Because I’m introverted’? ‘Because I’m shy’? ‘Because I’m sexually attracted to you both and being around you makes me wanna tear off your clothes and shove your dicks in my face?’

Gojo’s hard footsteps coming tumbling down the steps again, so hard that the hardwood steps creak. “I found my shorts!” he happily announces, presenting his red swim trunks to you and Geto. At the sight of you standing in the kitchen, his smile fades. “Uh…am I interrupting somethin’?”

Geto glances at you before looking back at his clueless friend. “Nah,” he immediately replies. “We were just talkin’ about the water. Supposedly, its minerals strip you of all the dirt in your pores.” He walks across the threshold of the kitchen to walk past you, giving you a whiff of his cologne and the spicy scent of cinnamon. It makes you clench your thighs together.

As he walks up to Geto, he gives him a smirk. “You could use a dip,” he chuckles before running out to the hot springs with Gojo right behind him, calling him all kinds of bitches and hoes. Being left alone in the house allows you to breathe and you lean against the kitchen wall, calming your pounding heart. ‘Why do they have to be so goddamn fine?’ you think in anguish.

Once you compose yourself, you take the plate Geto wrapped in foil from the stove and slink into your bedroom to eat. The food is orgasm-worthy, to say the least. The steak is the right amount of juicy and tender to your liking, the vegetables are crisp, and the rice is warm and hearty.

Geto is an incredible cook. And he’s incredibly sweet. What gets you is the fact that he saved a plate for you despite you not sparing him so much as a glance for the past two days you’ve been here. Neither one of your coworkers is half bad, you realize when you finish your dinner. Though they’re loud and chaotic, they’re also very sweet and personable.

It is this fact that gives you the courage to swallow your pride and return to the hot springs when you hear Gojo and Geto chatting and splashing about outside your window. You make sure your towel is wrapped tight around your body before you take a deep breath and venture back downstairs to the backyard.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the sheer sexiness that is currently occupying the hot springs in the set of two. All you see are pecs, abs, and muscles on muscles along with a few scatterings of tattoos on tanned skin dripping with water. Gojo has a few tattoos you can see on his collarbone, neck, and lower hipbone while Geto only has one–a large, red dragon on his back that curls over his shoulder blades.

With the way the steam rises from the water to surround your coworkers, it reminds you of a raunchy romance book cover that you see in airports and grocery stores. You’re already considering this to be a bad idea with how reactive your body is to them–your heartbeat begins to accelerate; your body temperature rises; your pussy jumps excitedly.

But it’s too late to turn around and go inside when Gojo notices you standing there, a glass of wine in his hand. “Oh, and she returns!” he teases, his crystal blue eyes peering up at you from over the steam. “To what do we owe the pleasure, Your Majesty?” Geto, settled on the rocks with his big feet in the water, rolls his eyes. “Ignore him. You want a puff?” You then notice the blunt settled between his thumb and forefinger.

You shake your head as you slowly walk around the pool of water to the other side, as far away from them as possible. “I’m good,” you softly decline. Gojo gives you a smirk as he sips his wine. “Why? Too scared?” Geto splashes water at him with his foot. “‘Tarou,” he criticizes, “don’t be a dick.” You don’t let Geto’s teasing bother you though, simply smirking at him as you settle down on a rock. “I don’t really smoke like that. Plus, isn’t smoking prohibited here?” You slide down to stick your feet in, sighing at the warm water caressing your feet.

Gojo snickers at you, giving you a mischievous wink. “Only in the house, according to the rulebook, but they’ll never know we smoked out here.” With that said, he wanders farther into the water, softly moaning at the feeling. The sound makes your stomach flip. “Ah, shit, that feels good,” he sighs as he leans back against a nearby rock, his eyes fluttering closed. You can’t help but notice how long his lashes are.

Geto does the same, sliding down the rocks and keeping his arm up to spare his blunt. Once the water hits his body, he lets out a deep moan that lights a fire in you too. “Mmm, it sure does,” he sighs. Noticing you from across the way, he smirks at you. “You sure you don’t wanna join us? The pool is big enough for another person if you want another dip.”

The sound of another dip in the warm water sounds heavenly, especially with the ache you feel in your neck. But you shake your head, already coming up with a good excuse that doesn’t involve jumping their bones. “I got my dip already, thanks. If I get in again, I’ll fall asleep and I need to check these emails for–”

Gojo cuts you off with a groan. “That’s all you ever fuckin’ do is work!” he whines, scowling at you from across the way. You scoff, rolling your eyes at the man-child. “Not true,” you argue. “I have a life outside of work, thank you very much.” You turn away to look at the swaying trees, ignoring the flush Gojo’s scoff causes you. “Shit, you could’ve fooled me.”

Geto chuckles to himself, making you gap at him. “You think so too?” you ask, shocked. The long-haired man shrugs, puffing on his blunt. “It’s just weird to see you not behind a desk,” he chortles. He cocks his head to the side, his eyes intense. “Actually, I think this is the first time I’ve actually seen you out of your work fits, now that I think about it.”

You cross your legs in the water, paranoid that he can see up your towel. “It’s a nice change though. You could use some relaxation.” You raise both brows at his gull. “Me?” you parrot incredulously. “I could use it?”

“You think nobody notices how tense you are?” Geto asks, humored. “With the way the boss works you out, I’m shocked you haven’t had a breakdown yet. Everybody talks about how good you are though.” You don’t know if he’s lying but his words make you blush regardless. "Yeah, you know your shit,” Gojo agrees, pouring himself more expensive wine. “It’s a shame you’re so uptight though.”

You gape at him, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Did he just…?

“I am not uptight,” you scoff, offended. “It’s not my fault I give a shit about my work and my reputation around the office.” You purse your lips at the white-haired man, judging him with your eyes. “You date much?”

You don’t know if it’s the steam creating the illusion but you believe you see Gojo blush. “She’s got you there, man,” Geto chuckles, puffing on his blunt. Gojo gives him the finger before turning back to him. “First of all, I can’t help it if my coworkers find me attractive. And second of all…are you okay?”

You raise an eyebrow at him. “Yeah, why?” Gojo cocks his head to the side, looking worried. “You’ve been rubbing your neck for the past five minutes. What, you thought we didn’t notice?”

You now realize that you’ve been, in fact, rubbing the back of your neck. You didn’t even realize it. Quickly, you snatch your hand away. “It’s just a crick. I’m fine.” You crane your neck back in an attempt to ease the ache but that only makes it worse and you bite back a whimper of pain.

“You’re definitely not fine,” Geto replies, sounding concerned. Seeing both their eyes enveloped in concern for you makes you want to hide away. “You’re the frontman for our company!” Gojo exclaims. “You think I can stand there and talk to people?” You quirk a smile at him, deciding to be witty even when you’re in discomfort. “If you tried.”

Gojo crookedly smiles at you, making your stomach flip-flop. Goddammit. “Get in the water, Y/N,” Geto firmly says, putting his blunt up on an ashtray near the rocks. “C’mon, we don’t bite.” He, too, gives you a crooked smile that has you thinking less than holy things. “Unless you want us to,” Gojo adds, suggestively raising his brows at you.

You know that this is a very bad idea. The fact that you can’t foresee what could happen if you decide to take up their offer and soak with them is one that rubs you the wrong way. How can you be so sure that things won’t take a wrong turn if you do this?

But seeing the way your coworkers are looking at you, so worried despite being semi-naked and wet, is making you want to throw caution to the wind and say ‘fuck it’. Finally, after assessing your options, you decide. “Whatever,” you huff passively, “but only until my neck stops hurting.”

You don’t look at them as you gently climb down the rock so you don’t see the look Gojo and Geto share, calling BS on your comment. When you slide down into the water, your body immediately responds positively to the hot, bubbling water. The ache in your neck is immediately eased as are your tired muscles. “Mmm, wow,” you groan.

“Right?” Gojo chuckles in agreement, taking an empty glass from beside the wine bottle. “It feels much better at this time of day, don’t it? You want a glass?” You know you shouldn’t take the glass from him but the wine just looks too crisp and cold to refuse. And it is crisp and cold, and has hints of fresh fruit, when you take a sip. Then you are taking three, then four, then five.

Before you know it, you are gravitating faaaaar away from your original spot at the end of the hot springs pool until you’re about arm’s length away from both Gojo and Geto. The wine works quickly, making you feel warm and bold. Bold enough to side-eye the blunt that is settled in Gojo’s fingers now as smoke puffs from between his pink lips. “Actually, pass that over here,” you say before you can stop yourself. But you’re here to relax, right? Might as well do it right.

Gojo and Geto share a look of shock. “I thought you said you don’t smoke like that,” Geto says, a humorous smirk on his face as Gojo passes you the blunt.

You carefully take it between your forefinger and thumb. “I don’t, but this is the first business trip I’ve had. Might as well celebrate.” You take a short puff, letting the smoke fill your lungs, before exhaling, the tickle in your throat making you cough.

Gojo laughs as you cough and you flip him off. “Oooh, I like this side of you,” he teases. “Not that your princess-y attitude isn’t a turn-on either though.” You take another puff before passing the blunt back to Gojo.

“So you think I’m stuck up?” you ask, cocking your head to the side. Gojo shares a nervous look with Geto who just shrugs. “Not…entirely,” he carefully replies.

You gap at him, gobsmacked. So it’s true! “We’ve just never seen you really talk to anyone before, including us!” he quickly adds. “You should hear what others say about you.”

Though you don’t want to know, you hate how you care. Especially how much of that has influenced these two and their thoughts of you. “I’m not stuck up just because I don’t date coworkers,” you scoff indignantly. "I just don’t need that type of drama, especially from you two.”

Geto raises an eyebrow, not looking irked but more curious at your jab. “What does that mean?” he asks. You don’t know if it’s the weed or the wine starting to talk, but it’s fucking screaming with every bold word you utter. “It means I’ve heard a bit about you two from the women around the office. You both get around.”

The two look at each other and begin to laugh, making your body flush hot in the water. “Hey, if the opportunity comes to have some fun, I’m gonna take it,” Gojo chuckles, flashing you a white-toothed smile. “And for the record, I’ve dated coworkers that weren’t just hookups but real, genuine relationships.”

Geto nods as he passes his white-haired friend the blunt. “Same here. But you can’t stop two people from findin’ each other attractive or one not deciding to embark on a romantic relationship. Sex is just sex for some.”

You avert your gaze, not sure if you should even respond or allow yourself to partake in this convo. How’d you even get here? Geto takes your silence for a different perspective though. “You don’t agree?” he asks as he sips his wine, his pink lips now wet from the liquid in his glass. You quickly snap your eyes back up to his face. “It’s not that I don’t, but you’d might as well not date coworkers at all if all you’re lookin’ for is casual sex.”

“So you’ve never dated anyone at work before?” Geto asks, sounding shocked, smoke billowing from his lips. “Not even before workin’ for this company?” He passes you the blunt again, but you’re not sure if you should hit again. You’re already feeling light and slightly dazed from it. “No,” you answer truthfully. “That just…isn’t me. I’m way more focused on my work.”

You pass the blunt back to Gojo who passes it to Geto. “Then you need to get unfocused and relax yourself,” he encourages, smiling crookedly at you. “And I know a perfect way that isn’t just with weed. Who’s up for a game of truth or dare?” He gives you reach a mischievous smile, a gleam in his eye.

Geto stares at him in disbelief. “What are we, twelve?” he scoffs. Gojo glares at him, splashing water at him. “If you don’t wanna play, you don’t have to, dickhead,” he scoffs. “Y/N and I will happily play a game and leave you out of it. Won’t we, Y/N?”

You don’t know what it is that makes you give in. Perhaps it is the warmth of the water or the wine or the soft, almost pleading look in Geto and Gojo’s eyes trying to get you to chill. But defeatedly you do. “Fuck it,” you sigh, throwing all caution to the wind. “Let’s play a round.”

Surprisingly, your agreement influences Geto too as he places his blunt up on the ashtray. “Whatever; I guess I’ll play, too.” He leans back against a large rock, tossing one big arm over it, giving you a good look at the water cascading down his broad chest.

Geto claps excitedly. “Now it’s a party!” he excitedly cheers. “We’ll start with me and then go around. So, Geto, truth or dare?” Geto's dark eyes cut over to you through the steam rising from the water, making your heart leap. “Dare.” The white-haired hottie turns to give you a mischievous smirk. “I dare you to do one lap around this pool naked.” You and Geto blink at him dumbly. “You’re kidding,” you both say in unison. But Geto is deadass, staring his friend down and daring him to say no.

“Fuck you,” Geto growls, but gets out of the pool regardless. You watch as he does, unable to keep your eyes off of his big, wet body and muscles that ripple and flex as he moves. When he is finally out of the pool, he stands with his back to you and begins to take off his trunks. When he finally takes them down his waist, it just about causes a nosebleed when you get an eyeful of his tight yet plump and toned ass, slightly paler than the rest of his tanned body. You don’t even want to see what his dick looks like. Luckily, he keeps his hands cupped over his junk as he begins to do a lap around the pool, much to his dislike and Gojo’s amusement.

You’re unable to laugh, still staring at his ass. It’s just so plump and squeezable and– “He’s got a nice ass, right?” Gojo whispers, suddenly beside you. He stares you down with those crystal blue eyes, making your mind go blank. “It’s okay; you can look. I don’t mind sharin’ the view. You should try seein’ it every single night like me.” He gives you a wink that makes you realize what he’s saying. “Wait…are you–”

“Dating?” he finishes, chuckling at your shock. “Don’t tell him I said that. We’re still keepin’ it on the low.” This newfound information only confuses you more. So if they’re dating, are they also dating other people? Do they do so separately or together? And what about the sex? And how come this hasn’t spilled to the work departments? You’re sure there is someone at work that has been with both of them if this is the case. Sex…with both of them. The idea makes you feel strangely hot.

You’re so dissociated that you don’t even realize that Geto has gotten back into the pool…without his trunks. You find them drying on a nearby lounge chair. ‘Oh, God,’ you lament to yourself. ‘Why is this happening to me?’

“Happy now?” Geto gruffly asks his coworker…and boyfriend, apparently. “You just wanted to see my dick, probably.” Gojo just smiles and turns his attention to you. “Your turn, Y/N.” Against your better judgment, you take your glass of wine and take a sip. “Gojo, truth or dare?” you ask.

Geto gives him his signature, lazy smirk. “Dare.” You swish the wine around in your glass, thinking of a good dare that isn’t dirty or won’t make your clit jump at the sight of his body. “I dare you to…drink the hot springs water.” The white-haired hottie laughs, waving a passive hand. “What? Too scared?” you challenge, smirking at him. Gojo’s eyes widen an inch, shocked at your gall. That’s all it takes for him to crumble. After gulping, he bravely dips his head down into the water and takes a sip. Geto gags in disgust while you hysterically laugh. Poor Gojo comes up seconds later and swallows every ounce of the water, looking positively sickly afterward. “How do we taste, ‘Toru?” Geto snickers, earning a splash in the face.

“Your turn, Sugu,” you say and then flush, realizing what you just said. Geto doesn’t seem to realize it though, and if he does, he doesn’t say anything. “Y/N, truth or dare?” He asks, his deep voice like a rumble beneath the surface of your desire. “Truth,” you say, earning a scoff of pure disgust from Gojo.

“How come you don’t like us?” he bluntly asks. You blink at him, wondering if he’s joking, but he’s deadass. His fixed stare tells you so. It’s such a random question that it takes you a moment to process it. “What?”

“How come you don’t like us?” he repeats, fixing you with a very intense stare. Gojo does the same, his eyes locking with yours from across the water. “I wanna know that too, actually.” You’re frozen, unable to think, speak or move. You weren't expecting this. “You’re puttin’ me on the spot?” you scoff, irritated by Geto’s question. “What, was this a setup?” Geto scoffs as he takes a short puff of his blunt, smoke billowing from his soft, plump lips. “You set yourself up for that one, mama. So you gonna answer it or what?”

He cocks his head to the side, his eyes slits that barely move from yours. Gojo continues to stare at you, both silently and patiently waiting for you to answer. It is as if the water got ten times hotter. You don’t want to answer, but you also know that they’ll probably keep pestering you about it and remind you that this is part of the game. “No, I don’t dislike you,” you defeatedly sigh. “What gave you the impression that I don’t?” Geto is happy to enlighten you. “Well, for one, you never really wanna talk to us, you’ve barely said anything to us on this trip–”

“And you’ve been hidin’ away in your bedroom since yesterday,” Gojo adds. “I mean, my social battery can run low too, believe it or not, but we’re startin’ to think you hate our guts.” Though he says it jokingly, you can tell from the saddened look in his eyes that he means it. Guilt twists in your gut and you officially feel like the bitchiest person in the world.

“I don’t,” you say apologetically. “And I’m sorry about earlier when I yelled…and that I’ve been actin’ like a bitch. I just don’t hang with coworkers too much. It’s not my thing, like dating. I find a lot of the people I work with to be…” You trail off, searching for the right words that the alcohol and weed are making especially difficult to do.

“Annoying?” Geto offers.

“Fuckin’ insufferable?” Gojo asks. “Or maybe that’s just our department.”

You giggle softly at their comments. “No, and no. But people don’t really talk to me too much anyway because I’m, as you say, ‘uptight’.” Gojo raises a curious eyebrow at you. “And you’re okay with that?”

You stare down at the water, not wanting either of them to see the downtrodden look in your eyes. While you’d love be more social at work, you also know that this is probably for the best. “If it means I won’t have anyone backstab me and destroy my rep at work, then yeah. It’s not like I don’t have friends though, but I don’t do dating.” It sounds absolutely pathetic, but you just can’t have anyone distracting you from your work or have you get caught up in the realm of workplace drama. If that means missing out on meeting someone nice or possibly catching some dick despite every other woman in your department doing the same thing and being left out of the conversation, then so be it.

Geto hums like that is damn shame. “That’s too bad,” Gojo tuts, “because the motherfucker who manages to scoop you up would be lucky.”

If a record scratch had any place in the conversation, it would be now. As soon as your ears catch Gojo’s words, your eyes widen and your heart skips several beats. ‘Da fuck?’ you think, confused. Where the hell did that come from? And why the fuck was it so damn smooth?

You stare at Gojo who stares at you right back, completely confident and incredibly intense. “You’re lookin’ at me like you can’t believe what I just said,” he comments, cocking his head to the side. "You really don’t see how fuckin’ pretty you are? That’s a damn shame ‘cause you absolutely are.” He sips his wine like he didn’t just say those incredibly flirtatious and random ass words. Like he didn’t just make your heart pound and your stomach jump.

Your eyes flit to Geto and he’s giving you the same look that Gojo is: flirtatious; intense; extremely unfriendly. He looks like he wants to dick you down from where you’re sitting. Right then you feel the tension in the air return, but this time, it’s fueled by sexual energy and feelings unexplored and unacknowledged. Until now, that is. You grip your towel tighter to you, staring down at the water instead of your coworkers’ unyielding gazes. “Y-You’re just sayin’ that,” you laugh incredulously to yourself.

“Oh, are we?” Gojo challenges, causing you to nervously bite your lip. “Geto, truth or dare?” You don’t know why you look up, but you do, finding Geto’s eyes still targeting you. “Dare,” he replies, his voice but a deep growl. You swear your pussy turns into a goddamn heartbeat. Gojo smirks at you from behind his wine glass, a mischievous gleam in his icy blues. “I dare you to kiss Y/N.”

You blink at him dumbly, his challenge slowly processing in your head. “W-What?” you squeak. You look to Geto, hoping he’ll be just as confused and alarmed as you, but instead, he’s still looking at you like he wants every single piece of you. “You don’t have to dare me to do that,” he softly growls.

Suddenly, faster than your mind can process it, he is standing in the water and making his way over to you, his big, muscled body on full display…including what lies down below. You nearly forgot he is completely naked now after completing Gojo’s dare.

Though you can’t see him beneath the dark surface of the water, you can see his dark happy trail and toned stomach leading down the dark patch of curls where his cock is. You picture it being long and thick, just swinging like a pendulum between his thick, three-trunk legs. His long, black hair cascades down his broad shoulders in wet waves like snakes as water droplets drip down every inch of his skin. You find yourself wanting to lick each one off.

You know you should stop this. You should call it off and get out of the water. But something inside of you–that rebellious, raging fire inside of you–stops you from moving, even as Geto is finally in front of him. Though he is close enough that you can smell his scent–like vanilla and cinnamon–and feel the warmth radiating off of him, he gives you enough space to leave if you wish or even push him away. He is still patient and considerate of how you feel.

You’ve never felt so…taken care of. That's the right term, isn’t it? You’re too stoned and tipsy to think about it.

Geto peers down at you with those violet eyes that make you feel like you’re waltzing through a field of lavender. “Are you okay with this, sweetheart?” he whispers, concern in his eyes. “Just tell us to stop if you don’t want this.”

You shouldn't want this. You shouldn't want to have any part in this mess. But you find yourself silently nodding. He then cups one of his big hands against your face, making your eyes flutter closed from the pleasure his touch evokes inside of you.

And then his lips are on yours. His kiss has to be one of the best ones you’ve ever had in your life. It’s a kiss you can only find in Disney movies or storybooks: magical; tender; it sweeps you right off your feet. And yet it is so sensual and seductive, his lips seducing you with every single slow movement against yours.

Gojo takes his other hand to cup the other side of your face, holding you in place as his kiss deepens. At some point, you feel his tongue lick tantalizingly at your bottom lip, silently asking for access. You allow it to him and his tongue swirls with yours, creating sloppy, suckling sounds that make your pussy clench beneath the water. He tastes of Moscato.

Finally, he pulls away, but doesn’t stray too far from your lips. “Truth or dare?” he asks you, his voice low and breathless.

You’re breathing heavy, your mind blank and dizzy from the kiss. You almost ask him to repeat himself. “Dare,” you hear yourself answer.

Gojo presses another long, deep kiss against your lips as if you can't get enough. “I dare you to kiss Gojo,” he says in a low, lustful tone. You nearly get whiplash with how fast you turn to look at Gojo.

He is already moving in close, a hungered look in his eyes. “Shit, I’ve been waitin’ for this for years,” he exhales before his lips cover yours. While his kiss is still just as intoxicating and swoon-worthy as Geto’s, his is also rougher; wetter. He teases and plays with you, nipping at your bottom lip with his teeth and swirling his tongue around with yours, even sucking on it slightly.

It feels oh-so good. You find yourself grasping at Gojo’s broad shoulders, running your hands down his biceps. You feel his hands move to hold your waist, never once going under the towel, but your body tenses as if he does. Though you want to melt into this kiss and take whatever Gojo gives you, at the back of your mind, you’re still apprehensive of where this could go. You can’t believe any of this is happening.

Gojo notices this and moans disapprovingly against your lips before pulling away. “You’re so tense, babe,” he coos, concern in his blue eyes. You look down at the rippling water, hoping to gather your thoughts if you look away from him. “Is this too much?” Geto worriedly asks, his deep voice from behind you causing your heart to flutter. “Do you want us to stop?”

The fact that their concern for your comfort makes you wet––and not at all from the water at this point. Despite you currently being sandwiched between two very big and buff men who could certainly make you do whatever they wish, they don’t and you’ve never felt safer.

You also feel quite fearful of that feeling and the desire to let go. How can you be sure it won’t lead somewhere else? What if you indulge in these inhibitive desires now and regret them later? What if your coworkers find out? Then you’d be the talk of all departments.

‘Fuck it.’ The thought comes to your mind like a bat out of hell. At the moment, you don't care about anyone or anything else except for the two men occupying your space. You don’t care about anything except quenching your thirst and easing the throbbing between your legs. You don't care about tomorrow–just now.

You turn to Gojo, boldly staring into his eyes. “Did you really mean that?” you softly ask. “Have you really wanted to kiss me for years?”

Gojo’s eyes widen an inch over the random question, but he doesn’t neglect to answer you. “We both have, princess. We’ve been pining after you for a long time now.” His honesty makes your heart leap.

"We just never said anything ‘cause we figured the damage was done,” Geto explains. “You know how word gets around the workplace about employees’ personal sex lives. It’s like a locker room in that bitch.”

“And just in case you’re wondering, you’re the first coworker we’ve ever been with like…this…with,” Gojo adds. Geto side-eyes him to which Gojo grins guilty at him. “Yes, I alluded to us dating. You won’t tell anyone though, will you, sweetheart?” But you’re silent, too busy trying to understand what Gojo meant. “This?” you inquire, confused.

“What Gojo means is we’ve never shared the same partner from work,” Geto explains. “Usually, when we have sex with a coworker, it’s something we do individually and not together. If we do happen have a threesome or something like that, it’s just a hookup from the club or the bar.” The gears in your head are slowly starting to process. “So you have an open relationship?” you curiously ask.

“It’s just something that always worked for us,” Geto explains. “We agreed that we wanted to keep things lowkey for the time being, so whatever we do with the people at work stays between us and them. However, when we’re alone, it’s us and only us. But being with you has made us want different. Something real and not on the low…if that’s what you want too.”

They both stare you down, silent and patient but their eyes scream desire and tenderness. Two things you’re craving for right now. However, Geto takes your silence for discomfort. “We should stop. I don’t wanna overwhelm her or–”

“Change my mind,” you blurt. The two stare at you confusedly.

“Sorry?” Geto asks, coaxing you to repeat yourself. You’re more than happy to do so, moving closer to him as you do. “You said you never told me how you felt because of how I thought about you two ‘cause of the rumors. If you’re not what our coworkers say you are and if it’s true that you feel this way about me, then change. My. Mind.”

That is all the two need to hear. They’re on you immediately, pressing their bodies against your front and back. You are completely trapped between them, and you couldn’t be more content. Gojo’s lips move hungrily agains your neck while Geto’s mouth sucks on your neck, no doubt leaving hickies that you’ll have to cover with concealer the next morning. “So fuckin’ pretty,” he growls against your skin. “Such a fuckin’ tease. Makin’ us feel this way for so long…” His big hands begin to caress your hips and ass over your towel, causing you to moan into Gojo’s lips.

The white-haired hottie chuckles into your mouth before pulling away with a wet smack. “You’ve gotta pay for that, princess,” he teasingly whispers into your ear. “Startin’ by losin’ this thing.”

He tugs on your towel, nearly ripping it off your chest. You make a small noise of protest, your eyes flitting to the brush surrounding you. “No one’s gonna see us, darlin’,” Gojo coos in your ear. “This place is surrounded by trees. It’s only us here, baby.”

Geto’s hands slide up your hips under your towel, distracting you from your nerves. So you let them disrobe you. The towel comes off, floating away in the water, leaving your bikini to be the only thing separating you from them. Then you slowly untie the strings holding your bikini together.

You let the top fall from your chest, revealing your naked breasts to them, and then your bottoms come off, exposing your naked pussy to the water. Though they can’t see it yet, you know they have the advantage of touching you if they wish. And you wouldn’t stop them. The two men are immediately dumbstruck at the sight of you, their eyes widening.

“Goddamn,” Geto hisses while Gojo whistles at the sight of your naked body. Both reactions make you flush, a newfound confidence flowing through your core. You feel like the sexiest bitch alive.

“This definitely beats those tight-ass pencil skirts you be wearin’ to work,” Gojo chuckles as he runs his long fingertips down your sides. “So many times I’ve thought about bendin’ you over my desk while Geto kisses those pretty lips of yours.” You whimper at his naughty fantasy, wanting the same thing.

“Or while I play with these gorgeous tits,” Geto mumbles, pressing his front to your back. One of his big hands moves to gently fondle one of your breasts, keeping his touch light. His warm palm and fingers touch every sensitive part of your breast, even pinching your hardened nipple.

A moan escapes your lips, unable to be hidden anymore. “And there’s another one for you, ‘Tarou,” the long-haired beauty chuckles, nodding at your other free breast. "Help me relax her a bit more.”

Gojo quickly swoops in and begins suckling at the brown peak of your hard nipple, his wet tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Geto follows suit, taking your other nipple into his mouth and suckling gently on it. Your mouth falls open into an O of ecstasy, the feeling of their hot, wet mouths and tongues caressing your breasts a euphoric experience.

“Fuck,” you whimper, leaning your head back against a rock. Geto hums approvingly as he continues to lap at your nipple as if he is trying to draw milk from it. “That’s it, baby,” Gojo coos, pausing from sucking your nipple. “Just relax. You deserve this.” His pearly whites begin to nibble gently on your nipple, the slight sharpness of his teeth making you draw a sharp breath.

‘I do,’ you find yourself thinking. ‘I deserve this.’ You deserve every ounce of the pleasure they are trying to give you. Your hands move to caress their hair, gripping the strands every time they lick or tug on a particularly sensitive part of your gorgeous titties.

Your pussy can’t take it! She’s dripping for attention at this point, begging you to put her out of her misery. Gojo must realize this from the way you whine and moan from his and Geto’s lips.“Someone’s excited,” he chortles, smirking cockily up at you. “You want me to touch you?”

You whimper, hesitant. Your pride does not allow you to use your voice despite your desperation. Gojo just laughs, silently making fun of your dilemma. “Use your words, baby, or I can’t help you,” he teasingly whispers against your breast. His hot breath caressing your sensitive bud nearly makes your pussy’s heartbeat accelerate. You’re losing it, wanting something, anything.

Your desperation wins. “Dammit, Gojo, just touch me!” you whine. “I want you to touch my pussy…please.” You stare into the ocean-blue depths of Gojo’s eyes, finding the sheer joy in your begging there. You don’t get to stare into them long because Geto turns your face to his and presses a passionate kiss to your lips. “Good girl,” he murmurs against your lips. “You’d better give her what she wants before she loses her mind, ‘Tarou.”

And like a good man should, Gojo puts you out of your misery but lighting stroking your clit with his thumb. The little pulses have you seeing stars and your eyes flutter closed to see more. Gojo proceeds to press kisses to your neck, humming approvingly as he does. “That feel good?” he teasingly asks, his hot breath fanning your neck. It does…but you need something else. Something more. “N-need…need more,” you softly moan. “Please taste me.”

A lustful look flashes across Gojo’s face. “Well, since you asked so nicely…” He nods at Geto and the dark-haired man takes hold of you by your hips, scooping you up and chuckling at your squeak. He then places you up on a flat rock, allowing you time to get used to the new environment. “Comfortable, mama?” Geto asks you, stroking your outer thigh. You nod, the summer breeze feeling cool against your wet skin and pussy that has become sensitive to everything.

“Now let’s see what you’ve got for us,” Gojo purrs, moving forward to pry your legs open with one of his big hands. “Shit!” Geto hisses, gaping incredulously at your glistening pussy. Gojo makes a noise between a moan and a hum, filling your core with heat. “Somethin’ tells me all of that ain’t from the water,” he hums, his hooded eyes flicking up at you. “All of that for us, princess? How generous of you. But who gets the first taste?”

He stares at Geto challengingly, but Geto has already moved in front of him to get in between your legs. “Hey!” Gojo shouts, pouting at his spot being taken. Geto pulls away to spare him a glance. “You were takin’ too long,” he deadpans. “I made the decision for you.” His violet eyes flick up to stare into yours, making your heart and clit throb. “Let me know what feels good to you.”

You wish you could tell him everything he does feels good: the slow flicks and swirls of his big tongue against your clit; how carefully yet methodically he slides the muscle in his mouth against your wet slit; the pillowy-softness of his lips cushioning your pussy and rubbing against your clit. Your head rolls back, as do your eyes, unable to keep focus on Geto’s head bobbing between your legs. “Sugu,” you moan. “That…ah, shit…that feels really good.”

Gojo isn't a silent eater either. When he isn’t making the sloppiest, wet sounds with his tongue and mouth in your cunt, he’s talking to you, telling you how good you taste. “So wet,” he moans into your pussy. “So sweet…you taste so fuckin’ good for me.” His deep voice rumbling in your pussy only makes you gush more which he happily laps up like a delighted dog.

You’ve fallen so deep into the pleasure Geto is giving you that you barely hear Gojo getting out of the water to instead settle down next to you. When you suddenly feel a few water droplets splash onto your naked tits, your eyes flutter open to see the white-haired hottie kneeling above you with a teasing smirk toying at his pink lips. “You look so goddamn cute like this, princess,” he sighs dreamily as if imagining his turn licking your cunt.

Geto begins to swirl his tongue in your clit, using the tip of it to caress your clit. His ministrations cause you to whimper pitifully, the pleasure too much for you to take. Your eyes flicker down to Gojo’s groin in your face and you notice the tent he’s pitching in his trunks.

Not even thinking, your hand moves to caress his hardened dick, your puppy-dog eyes staring up at him pleadingly. Surprise flashes in his eyes before it is replaced with full-blown lust. “Oh? You want me?” he questions, smirking down at you. “How can I deny such an adorable request?”

Without another word, he unties his Calvin Klein swim trunks and shoves them down his tanned thighs, revealing his gorgeous, thick, hard cock protruding from a patch of silver pubic hair. Your eyes widen as it pulses and throbs in front of your face, ready for all of you. Gojo raises an expectant eyebrow at you, his hand grabbing the base of his cock.

Knowing what he wants, you slowly open your mouth, covering your teeth with your juicy, kissable lips. He slowly slides his cock inside of your inviting mouth and you clamp your lips around him. A long sigh leaves his lips and his head rolls back, exposing his neck and bobbing Adam’s Apple. You continue to bob your head along his long dick, soon becoming used to his girth.

You take one hand to replace his wrapped around his cock and begin to swirl your tongue along the head, lapping up the precum that dribbles out for you. Gojo stares down at you, his blue eyes dark and face flushed with pleasure. “Ah…fuck!” he softly moans, his eyes squeezing shut as your tongue runs over the most sensitive spots along his cock. “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought of this: you with your pretty face stuffed full of my cock. You look even better than in my dreams.”

You slowly take him back into your mouth where you begin to move your head back and forth along his cock, hollowing your cheeks to make your mouth tight. Gojo isn’t quiet either–he moans and swears; whimpers and groans at the feeling of your tight, wet mouth wrapped around him. You try to follow the same pattern as Geto’s slow, teasing strokes, taking your sweet time. The sounds that leave your lips are sloppy and lewd, making your pussy clench tighter in Geto’s mouth.

When you finally feel like you’ve gotten used to him, you begin to try to take Gojo into your throat…God, is that a mistake. Already, your jaw begins to ache and your throat feels full from him, but Gojo doesn’t consider that when he gives you a lustful, deviant stare. “Want me to fuck that face, princess?” he huffs. “Nod for yes.”

Your throat is gonna hate your ass for this later, but you nod, causing Gojo to moan at the vibrations against his dick. “Good girl. Now listen carefully: if any time you need something, if you wanna breathe or want me to stop, just tap my thigh twice, got it?” You nod once again and Geto praises you. “So obedient,” he chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your clit. “C’mon, ‘Toru, don't tease the girl. Give her what she wants.”

Gojo doesn’t need to be told twice. Immediately, he shifts his hips and slides deeper inside your mouth, sliding across your throat. You choke a bit as he does so until you can nearly feel him touch the back of your throat. You instantly open your throat more as if to yawn and breathe slowly through your nose, trying to avoid choking along Gojo’s cock.

He doesn’t go slow either. Immediately, his hand grips your hair and he proceeds to rut into your throat, fucking your face like he is in need of it. “Ah, yes!” he moans, high-pitched and brazened. “Take it, baby. Take all of me down that throat like a good lil’ girl.”

And you do, ignoring the sting of tears in your eyes and the ache of your jaw. Spit pools along your bottom lip and drips down your chin, causing your mouth to make sharp, sucking sounds whenever Gojo thrusts.

His eyes are wild as he stares down at you sucking him off like the best little slut he’s ever had. “I bet you’ve been feenin' for this, haven’t you?” he chuckles deviously. “I bet the thought of havin’ the both of us has made you wet, right?”

You don’t answer, too occupied with his merciless, rough thrusts and heavy balls slapping against your chin. Gojo pulls back a bit to allow you to speak as Geto sharply smacks your pussy, making your clit jump with pleasure as soon as his palm makes contact with it. “Answer him,” he growls.

You nearly cry out in both pleasure and pain, becoming drunk on the strange mixture. “Yes!” you moan around Gojo’s cock, your words muffled and gargled. “I-I’ve wanted this! I’ve wanted you both for so, so long!”

Gojo grins widely, sliding his thick cock out of your mouth. The sight of it being so wet and slick with your spit makes your stomach flip excitedly. “Gooood girl!” he coos, patting your cheek. “You deserve a reward for your honesty. Sugu, switch with me. I’m almost jealous seein’ you get a taste of that pussy for so long.”

Geto is up and out from between your legs immediately, jumping at the chance to get his dick in your mouth. And shit, is it a dick to behold: he is much thicker than Gojo but not quite as long with one long, pulsating vein trailing from the pink, bulbous tip dripping his precum to the base that leads up to a patch of black hair and a smooth, toned, tanned stomach and V-line. You can't take your eyes off of him, even as he and Gojo switch positions.

Geto grabs his dick and holds it in front of you, his eyes dark with lust and need. "Stick your tongue out,” he breathlessly orders you. You do so and he begins to tap his head against your tongue before sliding himself in your mouth. Damn, is he thick! Your mouth and jaw stretch to accommodate his size though not without discomfort.

Gojo groans as he slides deeper and deeper, each inch opening up your throat more. “Deeper, mama,” he grunts. "Take me deeper.”

He gives you no choice but to do so, even though your nostrils burn from inhaling and exhaling too hard to avoid choking on his dick. You can’t help but gag on it though as your throat flexes against his shaft that begins to stroke the wet walls of your throat. He, too, begins to fuck your throat though not as roughly or quickly. His strokes are slow yet deep, touching the back of your throat with every single thrust of his hips.

Gojo watches from the waters below, settled in between your thighs as he begins to caress your pussy. “How’s she feel, Sugu?” he teasingly hums. “Isn’t her throat heaven on earth?”

Geto only answers with a moan, his entire body shuddering at the feeling of you wrapped so tightly around him. Gojo’s tongue sliding inside of your pussy nearly distracts you as he begins to work your little, wet hole. You moan along Geto’s cock as your thighs tighten around Gojo’s head. He pulls away a bit to speak, his lips glistening from your wetness. “You’re so tight, princess. All I’m doin’ is just tonguefuckin’ you and you’re clenchin’ around me. Wonder how’d you feel with my dick in you.”

"You might wanna…ah, shit…finger her, just in case,” Geto huffs, still bumping his hips against your mouth. “Get her ready for when she…fuck yes, baby…takes you.”

Gojo hums appreciatively at the lewd idea. “Mmm, I like the way you think, Sugu.” Before you can even prepare, he is replacing his tongue with one of his long piano fingers. You practically scream around Geto’s cock as Gojo fucks you with his finger, slowly but effectively bringing you closer to the brink of madness as he strokes your G-spot.

You can’t help it–you pop off of Geto’s cock to vocalize your pleasure and need to orgasm. “God, ‘Tarou!” you moan. “Please make me cum! I’m so, so close!”

Your toes curl against Gojo’s head and your entire body clenches as he pushes you farther toward that hill. He grins up at you, his finger still curling in your cunt in a ‘come hither’ motion that has you witnessing God. “That’s some good begging if I haven’t heard it before,” he snickers. “Cum for us now, baby. Gush all over my fuckin’ face.”

He ducks his head between your thighs again, his tongue doing the talking now. The constant stimulation against your clit and the wet strokes of Geto stroking his dick in your face cause you to hurdle down that hill into a sea of bliss. When that chord finally snaps inside of you, you practically scream to the skies above as you gush all over Gojo’s face, your entire body tensing as the pleasure flows through your veins.

Gojo appreciatively laps up every ounce of your cum, never wasting a single drop. “So sweet!” he groans. “You gave me so much, princess. You must’ve been so needy for so long.”

Geto pauses his dick-stroking to greedily stare down at your open legs and his boyfriend’s face between them. “Hey, don’t be greedy. Gimme some of that, too.”

He ducks down to press a hand to the back of Gojo’s head and bring him in for a rough, open-mouthed kiss where their tongues swirl and hands thread through their hair. You can’t help it–you begin to touch yourself at the erotic sight of the two attractive men kissing in front of you. Gojo notices and pulls away to laugh, a string of spit trailing from his lip to Geto’s. “Uh-oh,” he coos. “Looks like someone liked seeing that. You naughty slut, gettin’ off to us kissing.”

You whimper, unable to deny it. Geto groans while Gojo looks visibly pained at the sight. “God, you’re just too cute,” he growls, visibly frustrated by your adorableness. “It’s takin’ everything in me to not fuck you silly right now.” You can see it–his cock is throbbing and twitching for you, as is Geto’s.

The two stare down at you as if you’re a dessert place they’re desperate to get a taste of. “What do you want now, princess?” Gojo asks, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

You have no time to be prideful. Your throbbing, aching pussy won’t allow you to. You’re about to tear your hair out if you don’t get either of them inside of you. Your hand continues to stroke your pussy right in their faces, beckoning their cocks forward.

“I want both of you,” you beg. “Please…I can't wait anymore. I’m on the pill too, so please just fuck me right here, right now.” The you that you were before this encounter would’ve given you a look of pure disgust at your babbling and pleading to get fucked by two men you barely know.

The duo side-eye each other, devious plans in their eyes. “You take the front, I take the back?” Gojo snickers. Geto scoffs, not even bothering to give an appropriate answer. “I could give less of a fuck where I end up. Just as long as my cum ends up all over her.”

While your pussy clenches at the vulgarity of his language, Gojo mockingly gasps, delighted at his boyfriend’s words. “So vulgar!” he giggles. “I love that.” He then gives your ass a smack, the sound reaching the very tops of the trees. “On all fours, baby. Don’t keep us waiting.”

You do as they say, slowly getting into position, now facing Geto while Gojo settles behind you. You shiver at the feeling of the white-haired hottie’s hands caressing your ass, giving it sharp spanks every so often. Geto’s violet eyes glimmer down at you as he strokes his cock in your face.

“Open wide, mama,” he coos, and you do so, looking up at him as you obediently widen your jaw to accommodate his size. Speaking of accommodating size, your pussy is busy doing the same thing to Gojo’s cock that has just begun to slide inside of you, slow and careful.

You tense slightly as his cock stretches out your pussy. You can’t remember when you had a dick this well-endowed. Gojo’s hands stroke your sides, easing your nerves. “Just relax, princess. Tell me when you want me to continue.” He keeps his hips still despite Geto’s slow strokes as he gently fucks your mouth. After a few minutes of adjusting, you pull away from Geto’s cock to speak.

“Okay,” you softly say, turning to look behind your shoulder at Gojo. “Go ahead. It’s just a stretch, but I’m not hurting. You can move now.” Gojo nods and begins to roll his hips into you. As soon as he does, you’re both moaning at the feeling of his cock stroking your insides. “Just as I thought,” he grunts. “You feel like fuckin’ heaven.”

You can’t even describe how he feels. His dick stretches out your cunt and strokes every single pleasurable part of your insides that have your legs shaking and body trembling. The more he thrusts, the more he rubs up against your G-spot, almost painfully so. It’s just too much!

But Gojo holds you firmly by your hips, completely bottomed out inside of you and rearranging your guts with every single thrust. “Uh-uh, baby; don’t run for me. You begged me for this shit and now you’re gonna take it.”

He chuckles at your whines of protest and trembling body, making you feel even more like a pathetic slut. You want to escape from the constant stimulation, but the way he continues to beat your pussy into submission and drag you closer to your second orgasm is too delicious. And he’s so, so deep! The more he thrusts, the deeper he gets until he is very nearly kissing your cervix (but not too much for pain).

“‘Tarou, please!” you whine, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Too much…so deep!”

Gojo giggles–fucking giggles–at your struggle, his pearly whites gleaming brighter than the sun. “Yeah?” he chuckles. “Just how a slut like you needs it, hm? Nice…and slow…and deep?”

He begins to rock his hips back and forth into you with every drawn-out word, agonizingly slow and enjoying the way you squirm and whine around Geto’s cock when the long-haired beauty slides it back into your gaping, wet mouth.“Don’t slack now, mama,” he chuckles, finding amusement in your sensitivity. “Don’t be a pillow princess either. You’ve gotta work for this.”

Gojo lets out a shuddering moan, his head tossed back to the evening sky. “Fuck me,” he moans, shuddering at the way you feel wrapped around him. “With the way she’s squeezin’ around me, she’s doin’ a good job so far. We should test her and see if can still handle it.” He gives Geto a wide, evil smile from over your shoulder. “Let’s fuck her at the same time.” Geto shares the same evil smirk and you can already tell you’re in danger.

“W-Wait, guys,” you protest around Geto’s cock, but you can’t finish the rest of your sentence as pleasure explodes in your core when Gojo begins to piston his hips inside of you at the same time as Geto. They each match the same pace and pattern, rutting in and out of your holes until your eyes are wet with tears and your body is aching for release. They fill you to the brim with their cocks, using your body for their own pleasure while also giving you yours.

“Please!” you beg, but you’re not sure what you’re begging for. Do you want them to continue? Do you want them to stop? You don’t know, your mind too fuzzy with pleasure to decide what is too much. Either way, the two devils currently filling your holes decide to do as they please anyway, fucking you like there is no tomorrow.

“Come on now, princess,” Gojo breathlessly coaxes. “Fuck me back. Show me how much you need this shit.” You feel him prop up one leg for a better angle–one that causes your clit to tingle excitedly and be stimulated with every thrust.

You moan around Geto’s cock as you begin to shamelessly whine your hips and toss your ass back into Gojo’s thrusts, meeting him halfway. Geto lets out a loud, panty-dropping moan, his black hair like a wild mane around his face. “Fuck!” he practically bellows. “I don’t know what the fuck you just did, but she just took me deeper!” And you did–you can feel him touching the back of your burning, raw throat from it constantly being fucked.

Gojo smirks at his boyfriend’s blissed-out expression, slightly slowing down his thrusts. “While your pussy feels amazing, sweetie, I’m not gonna lie: cummin’ down your throat and possibly on your pretty face sounds very enticing.” Finally, he pauses from fucking you despite your whine of protest. “Wanna switch, Sugu?”

Geto immediately pulls his dick out of your mouth, his eyes flashing with lust. “I thought you wouldn’t ask.” Warning signs flare in your brain as the duo slowly switches places–Geto in the back, Gojo in the front. Your throat and your pussy are currently throbbing and aching with sensitivity from their cocks. How are you going to handle more?

“Boys…I-I don't think I can…” Gojo shushes you, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “Just relax, sweetness. You don’t have to lift a finger. Just let us fuck these pretty holes the way you need us too, okay?” He flashes a white-toothed grin at you.

Before you can agree or protest, both of their cocks are sheathing inside of you once more. “God!” Gojo moans at the same time as Geto wordlessly sighs as he sinks into your pussy.

They waste no time fucking you, both sliding in and out of your body at the same time. Your body bounces from the force of Geto’s thrusts, your tits jiggling and ass slapping in time with his thrusts. You can tell he is close to his orgasm with how forceful his thrusts are.

You’re not too far behind–you can feel your own orgasm quickly rising to the surface, your core beginning to distractedly tighten. Geto notices your shift in body chemistry and loops a hand between your thighs to rub your wet, aching clit. You scream around Gojo’s cock, sobbing at the pleasure.

“You’re close too, aren’t you, mama?” Geto asks. “I can feel that body shaking. I should speed up, shouldn’t I?” He does so, slamming his hips against you so hard that his balls begin to slap your clit.

Gojo speeds up too, filling your nostrils and tongue with the scent and taste of him. “Maybe I should too, so you can take this fat load all the way down your throat.” He presses his hand into your hair, coaxing you to look up at him. “How's this for relaxation, hm?” he teases. “Just what you needed, right?”

‘Yes!’ you scream in your head. This is exactly what you needed to take yourself out of you for a moment–to be fucked and used; to receive pleasure while also giving it. “Tryna act like you didn’t want this or like us,” Geto huffs, “when in reality, you’ve been needin' some dick for the longest. I bet you were burning inside just wantin’ this for yourself.” He continues to circle your clit, his fingers working overtime. “Such a greedy little girl.”

You are a greedy girl because that second orgasm begins to rise within you with every thrust of Geto’s cock and pulse of his fingers against your clit. That chord begins to tighten again, threatening to snap very soon. “Sugu, please!” you whine around Gojo’s hard dick still deep down your throat. Your eyes screw tight and your brows knit together, no doubt giving an ugly expression.

“Go right ahead, baby,” Geto grunts, fucking you faster. “It’s fine. Give it all to me. I know you want to, so don’t you dare hold back.”

Gojo chuckles from above you, gently stroking the back of your head. “You heard the man, princess,” he whispers. "Go ahead and cum for him. Be a good little slut and cum all over that fat fuckin’ cock. Don’t you wanna be a good girl for us?”

Vigorously, you nod, right on the point of losing all sanity. Grunts and moans fill the air as the duo continues to fuck you, chasing their orgasms. “So goddamn pretty,” Geto grunts, giving your ass another sharp smack. “I’m gonna cum deep inside you, gorgeous. I hope you’re ready.”

Gojo is losing it too, his thrusts becoming rougher, causing you to gag around his cock and spit to drip from your bottom lip. “He ain't the only one, princess. I’m gonna nut deep inside this pretty mouth of yours, and you’re gonna love it.”

He dips down to press his lips to your ear, gripping your hair as he does. “You wanna take these loads like a good lil’ cumslut? You wanna make us happy, right?” You whine desperately, wanting nothing more than to just cum and have them cum with you. “Please,” you whimper. “Please cum for me, both of you.” Your soft, sweet voice is all it takes for Gojo and Geto to lose the last bit of their self-restraint.

After a few more rough thrusts that have your body shaking and your soul nearly being stripped from your body, the men finally reach their breaking point. With two long, drawn-out moans that could possibly be heard over the treetops, Gojo and Geto cum deep inside of your holes.

You gasp around Gojo’s cock when you feel his warm cum spurt deep down your throat, filling your tastebuds with the creamy, salty substance.

Geto cums deep inside of your pussy, so much that you can feel it dripping down your thighs. “Take it!” he demands in a dangerous growl that makes your stomach flip. “Take all of us, baby.” And you do. You don’t have a choice.

At the same time, your orgasm hits you like a truck, slamming into you with enough force to have you sobbing. You pop off of Gojo’s cock, ignoring the spit and cum dripping down your chin. “Oh, my God!” you moan to the heavens, head tilted back and eyes squeezed tight as your orgasm washes over you. “I’m cumming!” you babble. “I’m cumming!”

“Yes, baby, we know,” Gojo chuckles, gently stroking your face. He then cackles at your expression. “Look at those pretty eyes rollin’ back. Such a slutty face you’ve got there, babe.”

He squeezes your face in his hand, squishing your cheeks together as your orgasm continues to rock you to your core. You wish you could feel this feeling of euphoria forever. You’re not thinking about work or this business trip or your responsibilities. All you’re thinking about is how good you feel and the men that are making you feel this good.

Finally, after a few slow breaths, you come back down to earth though your head is swimming and your body is exhausted. At this point, the sun has left, plunging you, Gojo, and Geto into a blueish shade that twilight provides.

The crickets chirp and the cicadas buzz, alerting you that it is now nighttime. Your eyes flutter closed, unable to hold themselves up anymore. You feel tired and are in need of rest. Your body aches in the best way, your pussy feeling sensitive and full. A weak moan leaves your lips as Gojo and Geto gently pull out of you.

“Still on earth with us, mama?” Geto softly asks, stroking your backside. “Can you move?”

You weakly shake your head, knowing damn well your legs are mush and your feet have lost their mind. Gojo giggles from in front of you, stroking your scalp. “Looks like we took the life right outta her,” he laughs. “Let’s get her in the house and under some covers.”

Though you can’t see anything because your eyes are closed, you are aware that one of the men has scooped you up into his arms and has begun to carry you back into the house. “M-My towel,” you mumble tiredly. Your head lulls against a broad, wet chest, your ear catching the sound of a heartbeat.

“We’ll go back out to get it,” Geto murmurs to you. “You just relax for now.”

And you do, nearly falling asleep in his arms but not enough to miss snippets of the journey from the hot springs to the house. The boys immediately take you upstairs to their bedroom where they proceed to lay you down on the softest and silkiest of sheets. You sigh when your skin immediately hits the cool sheets and soft mattress, your tired muscles relaxing instantly.

You feel the mattress dip when Gojo and Geto get into bed on either side of you, trapping you between their hard, warm bodies. “Did you enjoy yourself, baby?” Geto asks as he lifts a glass to your lips. “Here, sip some water.”

You do so, grateful for the drink. “Mmm-hmm,” you softly reply, eyes still shut. “It was so nice…you both were so good.” Gojo chuckles from next to you, his long fingers tracing shapes down your arm. “Why, how sweet of you. It was nice for us too.”

Geto hums in agreement, looping his big arm around the back of your head to serve as a pillow. Comfortable silence descends upon you three that only comes from good sex. You feel content in their arms, in this bed with them. You feel like whatever you three are could work, no matter what your workplace has to say behind your back or on the low when they need some juicy gossip.

You want to ask them if you’re dating now or if that is even possible for the three of you, but sleep and the mingling scents of their cologne tell you that it can wait until morning. All you want is this comfort and this good, good feeling to last.

“Y'know you really were amazing for us, babe,” Gojo coos, his lips ghosting over yours. “Just tell me somethin’. Who made you cum the hardest? Was it me or was it–“

“Shut the fuck up, Gojo,” Geto growls, “or you’ll be sleepin’ in that lake."

All you can do is giggle before sleep finally comes and you fall into a beautiful dream of you three, together.

THE END.

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