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God, you were so bored.
Bored was an understatement. You were basically lifeless. The house was big and lonely without the two boys. The both of them had gone on a trip, one they begged you to join, but you couldn’t; you had too much to do. They promised to call everyday, which they did, and you were glad they were having fun. But a part of you wished you did go. You tried not to listen to it. You ended up getting everything you needed done, at the expense of your sanity. The boys were supposed to be coming home anyway today, so you wouldn’t feel bored for much longer. They were supposed to arrive at 2 pm. Key word being “supposed” to. It was now 6 pm and there was no sign of them. Suguru called you to tell you that their ride was delayed, much to your dismay. You were trying not to count down the minutes until they showed. Surely it would be any second now, right?
You slump at the kitchen table, idly flicking on your phone screen, your feed not interesting you today. The door creaking open jumpstarts your system, causing you to fly up from your seat.
“We’re home!” Satoru’s jovial voice sounds out.
You dart from the kitchen to the door and engulf him in a hug. His chest bounces with laughter as he rubs your back.
“Bunny! I missed you. I even got you a souvenir!”
“He ate it.” Suguru confesses Satoru’s sin, setting their bags on the ground.
“Okay maybe I did. But it’s the thought that counts. I wouldn’t have eaten it if our ride wasn’t delayed. I was starving.”
You pull away from Satoru and turn to Suguru, slamming yourself into him. He smiles softly at the action, keeping you tight against his chest.
“I missed you princess.” He whispers the words like they were only meant for you to hear.
You pull back and look up at them. The boys . Satoru’s hair was ruffled, probably from sleeping against a window if you had to guess. Suguru had bags under his eyes. He admitted to you once that he had a hard time sleeping when you and Satoru weren’t next to him.
“Hungry? Or are you full after eating my souvenir?”
Satoru gaps at you, starting to walk in your direction. You take off in a quick dash, running back to the kitchen.
“I didn’t eat it!” Suguru calls out, pushing his hair back as he follows after the two of you.
It appears that Satoru ended up catching you as he was sat at the table with you in his lap, his long arms keeping you hostage against him. You were trying to hold back a smile as you struggled in his arms.
“Don’t pick battles you’re gonna lose bunny.” Satoru warns, not budging.
After a couple of seconds you let yourself go limp, accepting your trapped fate.
“Seriously though, are you guys hungry?”
“Yeah. Food wasn’t that great there.” Suguru responds, sliding out the chair across from you and sitting down.
They were gone for three days. An agonizing three days .
“Okay. I can make something, you poor babies can rest.” You tease and pull Satoru’s ear.
He clicks his tongue at you and tries pulling his head back.
“I can help.” Suguru, ever the helpful one.
“Yeah, make him do it so we can keep relaxing.” Satoru, ever the unhelpful one.
“It’s okay. Although you can pull up the recipe on my phone. I wanna shower first and then I’ll get it started.”
You pull out your phone and toss it to Suguru. There was a recipe in your recent tabs, one you had saved just for when they came home.
He accepts it and watches as you pry yourself from Satoru. You pull Satoru’s ear one more time and lean down to kiss Suguru’s cheek.
You tell them you’ll be quick before you’re off, making your way to the shower.
“Should’ve offered to go with her.” Satoru sighs out.
“You’re a pervert.”
“Like you’re any better?”
Suguru huffs out before swiping through your phone. He was curious what recipe it would be. He scrolls until he locates your internet app.
“It’s so nice to be back. It feels like it’s been ages since we were home. Not that where we were staying wasn’t nice-“ Satoru rattles on.
Suguru opens the app, his eyebrows flying up. All your recent searches were porn. Not the normal kind either. They were all kinky .
He didn’t care that you watched it, and knew Satoru wouldn’t either. The type just surprised him.
“What?” Satoru asks, noticing Suguru’s face.
He gets up from his seat and walks over to Suguru, leaning over his back to see what he was looking at.
Fuck .
“ What’s she doing watching those ?” The tone Satoru had was not one of anger, but one more of curiosity.
“I don’t know.” Suguru mumbles, clicking the first one he saw.
A video pulls up. It’s of a woman with a tear stricken face. She was standing up, shaky as a man tossed her around. He smacked her face, pulled her hair, and had a hand wrapped around her throat.
Satoru’s and Suguru’s pants began to get uncomfortably tight as they watched the scene unfold. You never had sex like this . It wasn’t like your sex life was boring. You all had fun together, but the way you fucked tended to be more lighthearted and on the safer side.
You were interested in this ?
It was making their cocks unreasonably hard.
“Why hasn’t she asked to try that with us?” Satoru asks.
“I don’t know.”
“Should we ask?”
“I don’t know.”
Suguru taps out of the video, ignoring all the other searches while trying to locate the recipe. It looked obscenely normal in the midst of all the degeneracy. Suguru slides the phone on the table before the sound of the shower turning off snaps him back to reality.
Satoru sits next to Suguru, his fingers twitching with the need to see what else you were watching.
You slide on a tank top and shorts, getting ready as quickly as possible so you could meet them again. The boys were being suspiciously quiet . They probably just passed out.
You walk back out to the kitchen where the both of them were sitting. Suguru calls your name, looking up at you with an unreadable expression.
“We need to talk.” He says.
Your breathing falters while you look at them with confused eyes.
“Is something wrong?” Your anxiety gets the best of you.
You sit across from them, not noticing the way Satoru’s eyes carefully slide down your figure.
“We saw what was on your phone.” Suguru starts.
You watch them, waiting for Suguru to say more.
“The recipe?” You ask.
“The porn.” Satoru cuts right to the chase, he never was one to fuck around.
Your eyes widen at the admission, heat instantly spreading to your cheeks. Did you forget to delete those ?
You had kept yourself busy while they were gone. It was hard going from sex all the time with two men to nothing at all. You got yourself off and watched videos, that wasn’t a crime was it ?
“I, uh,” you flounder.
“It’s okay baby. We don’t care. But are you interested in that stuff?” Suguru eyes you, noticing how you dart your gaze between them.
“Yes. I mean, I don’t know.” You admit, shoulders sagging.
“You don’t have to be afraid. We aren’t gonna make fun of you.” Satoru traces one of his fingers on your hand.
Both boys had thought about rougher sex before, but they never wanted to hurt you. In their eyes, you were a dainty flower that needed to be protected.
Maybe you weren’t as delicate as they thought .
“I do wanna try it. I just didn’t know how to say anything, it’s kinda weird right?”
Suguru bites back at coo as you admit your fear. There was something endearing in the way you carried yourself.
“We can try it. We should make rules though so everyone feels safe.” Suguru says.
You swallow the spit that had collected in your mouth. Satoru’s lips were spread into a smile, Suguru’s expression matching his.
“Are you sure? It’s okay if it freaked you out, I-“
Satoru barks out a laugh.
“Honey, you’re gonna have to do something a lot worse to freak us out.” He says with a glint in his eyes.
Suguru looks over to him in agreement.
“Okay. Let’s try it then.”
You had talked about what you were comfortable doing with the both of them. They tried to hide the surprise on their faces while you explained your deepest darkest fantasies. They were never unsettled by what you were saying, they just had no idea you wanted to try any of it. By dinner time the conversation was over, the typical air settling amongst you. You almost felt like the conversation didn’t happen at all.
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Several days pass without incident. You were falling back into your normal routine, finding yourself much more at ease with them back. Your mind sometimes wandered back to the conversation, thinking about when it would happen. You were excited at the prospect of trying something new, feeling your heart race every time the thought crossed your mind.
You turned off the sink once you were finished washing dishes, indulging yourself in the silence.
A hand slides over your front, grabbing your neck. Your body jumps; you thought you were alone .
“You’re cute when you’re scared.” Satoru’s deep voice fills your ears.
His grip was slightly tight, your mind buzzing. It was happening. It was really happening .
“I’m not scared.” Were you lying? You were unsure of the answer to that.
“No? Maybe we should change that.” Satoru flips you around to face him.
He smashes his lips against yours, teeth nipping your lips causing you to whine. His fingers were bruising you as they held you tight, his hand constricting your air flow. His other hand drags across your body, sliding up your shirt to pinch your nipple. Tongues slide across each other, your moans getting drowned out.
“Get to the couch, now.”
His voice held no room for argument. You stumble forward, falling on the couch once you make it. You were about to ask Satoru where he was when you feel a hand wrap around your jaw, tilting your head back.
You look up, a different figure behind you. Suguru stands behind the couch peering down at you. His eyes instantly put you in a trance.
“You’re all worked up.” He observes, stroking the side of your face.
You close your eyes at the feeling. His touch was much lighter than Satoru’s, it usually was, but you could feel the heavy weight that laced his words. There was fear in your veins, but you knew they would take care of you. They would never do something you didn’t want to do.
You make a strangled noise, wondering what he would do next. The idea of him engaging in anything less than soft and careful left you confused. Imagining Satoru being rough with you was easy. Suguru on the other hand was much more meticulous and calculated, always treating your body like a monastery.
Suguru keeps his hold on you, tilting your head from side to side as if he was scrutinizing you.
“Open.”
Your mouth drops open at the command, your tongue hanging out. Suguru doesn’t say anything else before he leans down, letting a drop of spit fall into your mouth. Your core clenches once it hits your tongue. You swallow it and pop your mouth back open.
“You don’t even need to be trained. How impressive .”
You wince. Seeing this side of Suguru was turning you on faster than you were expecting it to.
“I leave for less than a minute.” Satoru murmurs, eyeing the two of you.
His eyes were blue and cold as they watch you. Suguru’s hand releases your jaw as you look back at Satoru, eager for more.
“On your knees facing Suguru.”
You fumble, turning around to grab the back of the couch while you face Suguru. Even like this he was much taller than you. His hair was pulled back in a bun, somehow making him look much more stern and less soft compared to when the locks flowed down his back.
You were hoping for some kind of praise like Suguru gave you, although there was something condescending in the way he said it , but Satoru offered nothing. Somehow the anticipation was eating you up, making your body crave more.
Satoru’s hand roams across your perched ass, thinking of all the ways he wanted to ruin you. All he could think about was how much fun you were going to have, and how he and Suguru were gonna be the ones to cause it.
A sound rings out and only after several seconds do you register it was Satoru slapping your ass. You’re about to turn your head to look at him when you feel another slap, much harder than the first. You let out a moan, feeling pain begin to bloom across your ass.
“Keep your eyes on Suguru. Think you can do that?” He asks, voice mocking.
You hum in agreement, staring up at Suguru.
“Give me a real answer.”
Your butt wiggles at the harshness of his words.
“Yes sir.”
The room silences, while the two men look at each other.
Had you said something wrong ?
“You’re unbelievable.” Satoru murmurs, slapping you again.
You moan and tighten your grip on the back of the couch. Your teeth dig in your bottom lip at the pain.
“Here we are thinking you’re this well behaved girl, content with missionary and eye contact, when really you’ve been wanting something this dirty all along? Ready to call me sir at the drop of a hat?”
Slap .
“Give me a break.”
Slap .
You moan loud again, bottom lip trembling as you keep your gaze locked on Suguru.
“Gentle, Satoru.” He chides the other man.
“No. This is what she wanted. So this is what she’s getting.”
Satoru hits you again, your ass quickly becoming sore and sensitive. You groan, your body doubling forward. Your head hangs between your shoulder blades, panting heavily as you try to resist the tears.
Satoru grips your hair, yanking it back so you’re forced to look at Suguru again.
“What did I say?” Satoru speaks through tight lips.
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
Suguru reaches a hand up to grasp your cheek. His cock stirs at the expression you’re making. Pain and pleasure painted on your face.
“I know, he’s really mean huh?” Suguru asks, keeping his hand light and gentle.
You stifle a sob and nod, trembling against him.
“ My poor girl .” Suguru pushes his thumb on your lip, parting your lips so it can rest on your tongue.
Satoru chuckles to himself at the scene unfolding in front of him. Of course Suguru would act like the hero coming to save you . Satoru had no idea you were this ignorant. If you thought Satoru was bad, you had no idea what Suguru was going to be like. Satoru almost felt bad. You really weren’t going to have a break between either of them.
Satoru pulls your pants down and admires your ass, his hand gracing over the sensitive skin. He wondered how you looked this good. Satoru drags down your underwear, pulling both pieces of clothing off your body.
“I can’t believe it. Crying to Suguru like you’re the victim when you’re fucking soaking.”
He drags his fingers across your slit, and you whimper at the feeling. He watches your hole clench when he grazes your clit.
He leans over your back, pressing his chest against you. It made you realize just how big he was. It’s not like you ever forgot, but there were moments when the size difference was shoved in your face. It made a drop of dread spread throughout your body. You really were at the mercy of both of them .
Satoru holds his fingers in front of Suguru. The other man sticks out a tongue, slowly trailing it up Satoru’s finger. Satoru has to suppress a shiver, gaze locked on the way Suguru cleans him.
“Satoru’s right baby, you really are filthy .”
Satoru steps back and slaps your ass again, appreciating how it bounces back. He repeats the action. He notices drool seep from your pussy, making him wonder if he was going to have to deep clean the couch after this.
Your mind feels hazy as you look up at Suguru, the contours of his face becoming blurry between your tears.
“Let's move this to the bedroom, Suguru.”
Suguru hums in agreement, pulling his thumb from your lips. You whine at the loss, instantly missing the way he filled your mouth. He walks around the couch and pulls you back, sliding his arms around you to carry you to the bedroom.
“Don’t you think you baby her too hard?” Satoru asks, following the both of you to the bedroom.
“But she is a baby, Satoru.”
You sniffle, burying your face into his neck. His skin feels cool against the heat of your face. His fingers strum against your shoulders and tighten under your knees before he sets you down on the bed.
“Besides, she’ll need someone to baby her after we’re through.”
The threat seeps into your bones, making the hair on your arms stand on edge. You had no idea who these boys were . They weren’t your kind and soft boys. No, they were scary.
And fuck, did it make you wet.
They stand in front of you, looking down their noses at the sorry sight in front of them. You hiss at your exposed ass against the sheets. When would you be able to sit normally again ? Satoru really did a number on you, and they weren’t even done yet.
“Put that mouth to good use, yeah?” Satoru says, pulling his shirt over his head.
You try not to ogle at the sight but damn, it was hard not to. His exposed chest ran shock waves through your system every time. Pale skin with toned abs. His stomach flexes as he tosses the shirt aside.
He works on unbuttoning his pants as Suguru takes his shirt off, kneeling on the bed to help you pull yours over your head.
“How you feeling baby?” Suguru asks, cupping your face when you’re fully naked.
“Good, so good, want it rougher.” You were too needy to feel embarrassed.
“Is that so?”
Suguru pulls back, staring at you as he unbuckles his pants. You whimper when their cocks jump out, already hard. Their leaky tips stood at attention, facing you.
It was always hard to suck them off. They were large. Your throat remembers the shape of them for days after whenever you give them head. Satoru bought you a bag of cough drops once just to tease you. You didn’t need him to know that you did end up taking them, and they did soothe your throat.
You reach out a hand before Satoru smacks it away.
“No hands.”
You wince and scoot forward, looking up at Satoru as you take the head of his cock into your mouth. He lets out a sigh of relief the second your warmth envelops him. Salty residue falls on your tongue as you swallow more of him, feeling your throat begin to stretch at the size. He holds the back of your head, moans freely falling from his lips. You loved a lot of things about Satoru. One of those things was the fact he never held back in bed.
“T-that’s it. Just like that bunny.”
You push yourself down until you reach his pubic bone. It was nearly impossible to breathe, your hands floundering trying to ground yourself. Satoru pumps inside your mouth a couple times before pulling out, groaning at the sight of your spit hanging off his cock.
Suguru leans in, brushing his cock against your lips. You sputter for a bit, trying to reclaim the lost air before looking up at Suguru. You stare at him as you take his cock in your mouth, sliding down until you start to choke. Every time you suck Suguru’s cock, you almost feel ashamed. His eyes were always trained on you, it felt as though he was grading you. You could never tell if you were doing a good job.
You muffle a moan as you slide your tongue up and down his cock, more than eager to make him proud. Satoru must be getting antsy because he pulls your hair back, directing you to his cock. You go back and forth, sucking one cock before going to the other.
“So talented.” Satoru mocks, watching as you work them both up with only your mouth.
You were getting dizzy now. It was hard to tell if it was because of the lack of oxygen or because of how needy you were getting.
Tears run freely down your face as you choke on Suguru, having a hard time taking him fully down your throat as you were starting to get sore.
“Oh come on, you can do better than that. Let me show you.” Satoru puts a hand on the back of your head, forcing you all the way down Suguru’s cock.
“S-shit.” Suguru groans, throwing his head back.
He was getting riled up quicker than normal today, the idea of having their own personal slut getting to him.
“Just gotta be mean with her. It’s the only way she’ll learn. It’s not her fault she doesn’t have much going on up there.” Satoru pulls your head back before shoving it back down.
Your eyes fly open, desperate for a break. Being treated like this was making your hole clench, pussy leaking on the bed. You reach down and dip one finger across your clit, moaning at the sensation. Usually the men were quick to take care of you, your body was feeling neglected at the loss of their touch.
Satoru rips you off Suguru’s cock, sneering at you.
“Who said you could do that?” He asks.
You cough, looking back up at him.
“Someone’s gotta do it.” You feel the need to test him, if only to see how far he would go.
“Yeah? You think someone has to do it? You think that’s what you’re owed?” His voice takes on a chilling tone, quickly making you regret your decision.
You decide to try sticking to your guns. You straighten your shoulders and refuse to look away.
“Let’s get one thing clear. You are not owed anything. If you cum, it’s because we say it’s okay . If you get touched, it’s because we allow it .”
“Really?” You say.
Satoru’s face cracks into a terrifying smile, the corner of his lips pulled up while his tongue runs across his teeth. Something deep rooted in your body alerts you, danger , danger , warning you to slowly back away before he bites.
“So cute that you’re holding out baby, it’s admirable.” Suguru sighs, “it’ll make it all the more validating when you regret it.”
Your body was trembling, begging for more. Did they know what they were doing to you? By the look on their faces, they must.
“Since she wants to be touched, why don’t we give her that, Satoru?”
Satoru agrees, knowing Suguru must have something planned. He was honestly kind of scared for you.
“Up.” Suguru helps you stand, bringing you where he was.
“I got her front, you got her back.” Suguru says.
He sinks to his knees in front of you, wrapping his hands around your waist. Satoru sits on the bed behind you, running his hands up your back, before gliding them back down to your ass. He pulls your cheeks apart and looks at your asshole, begging to be touched.
Suguru looks up at you as he lets his tongue hang out, swiping it against your throbbing clit. Relief washes over you, it felt so good you had to resist grinding against his face. Satoru dives in, licking across your other tight hole, relishing in the moan you let out.
The two boys are in sync as they pleasure you. Their warm breaths pound against you as they eat you out from both sides, strong hands holding you up as you sway. The pleasure was overwhelming, your moans becoming erratic.
Suguru swirls his tongue around your clit, feeling it twitch in his mouth. How long were you going to hold out for ?
Your pussy throbs in neglect, begging to be stimulated along with your clit and asshole.
Your skin burns in pain as Satoru holds you open, not caring for the way it hurts you when he touches your bruised ass, your bruised ass that he caused.
He rubs his tongue back and forth across your tight hole, groaning at the way it clenches under his mouth.
Suguru doesn’t have to watch the way your expression changes to know you were on the edge. He’s fucked you enough to know when you were going to cum.
He pulls away before you can fall off the edge, peering up to look at your frustrated face.
Satoru pulls back shortly after, eyes laser focused on your ass.
“Think she’s allowed to cum yet?” Suguru asks.
“No, not yet.” Satoru responds.
He rubs a thumb across your asshole, cock leaking as he hears you gasp.
They wait until you aren’t close to cumming anymore before they dive back in, mouths attacking you. If you try to lean back to escape Suguru’s tongue, it only forces Satoru against you more, and vice versa. Waves of pleasure shock through your system, but it was almost too much.
You don’t know where to put your hands, so you settle them against Suguru’s shoulders, fists clenched in response.
Close, close, close .
In seconds Suguru is pulling back, Satoru following suit.
“Is she allowed yet?” Suguru asks, although he already knows the answer.
“Hell no.” Satoru says.
“Why not?” You complain, frustrated at the high that was torn from you.
“You just don’t get it, do you? Even though Satoru so kindly explained it to you.”
Your stomach drops at the shift in Suguru’s voice.
“Every orgasm, every tear, every moan, belongs to us.” He completes.
Suguru drags his tongue up your clit, your moans pouring out. Satoru dips his tongue in your hole before trailing across it.
It was getting hard to think straight with the amount of times they brought you close. Torture, it was torture. How could they make you feel so good but not allow you to succumb to it?
Your voice is hoarse as you moan. Suguru attaches his lips around your clit, lightly sucking as you rock back and forth. Maybe he would let you cum now.
“I, I,” you try to speak, your mind failing you.
Satoru understands Suguru immediately, licking you fast. It crashes over you, you finally cum against their mouths, your moaning cascading down to their ears. It hits you harder than it has in awhile, temporarily blinding you as you shake.
“Not so bad, was it?” Suguru asks, rubbing your waist.
You want to crumble to the floor to take a break, but you have a sneaking suspicion they won’t let you. You try to squirm away but their grip remains steady.
“Oh no princess, you don’t think you’re done yet, do you?” Suguru’s voice sounds patronizing.
He stands up, dragging his fingers through your slit. It makes you wince, your body much too sensitive still. What else were they planning on doing with you? Could you even handle it?
Suguru pulls his hand from you, shoving his middle and ring finger in your mouth.
“Go on, taste yourself.” You choke on his fingers, your cum melting on your tastebuds.
“So fucking nasty, all because we’re treating you like an object. It’s embarrassing.” He tells you, his eyes focused on the way your tongue cleans his finger.
He takes his fingers out, allowing you brief reprieve. You were so far gone already and you hadn’t been fucked yet. The sight of you was going to drive him crazy .
“Kneel on the bed. Since you wanted to be treated like a whore, we’re going to fuck you like a whore.” Suguru says.
You tremble as you turn around to crawl on the bed. Your kneels settle down as you sigh in relief. At least your ass would get a break. You’re too dazed and confused to notice the both of them kneeling on the bed, situating themselves. Suguru sits in front with Satoru behind. Suguru grabs his cock and drags it up your pussy before sliding inside, your walls hugging him.
He lets out a ragged breath as he pushes all the way in, holding you steady. You fall forward against him, whimpers escaping your lips as his cock stretches you. Even though he was being rough with you, you could still find solace in the way his arms held you, soft hands keeping you still.
Satoru spits on his hand, bringing it down to rub his cock. It felt good to finally be touched again, but he knew your ass would feel so much better. He holds you open and guides himself to your hole, letting his tip slip inside.
It was a tight fit.
Made even tighter with the way Suguru was filling your other hole up. Satoru’s mouth drops open as he watches his cock disappear into your ass, your tight hole clinging to him.
“So full, I’m so full.” You blabber against Suguru.
He lets go of you, but you don’t wobble too much as you’re trapped between their chests. It was hard to catch your breath, their cocks reaching to the deepest parts of you.
Suguru’s the first to move as he pulls back, slamming his cock in again. Satoru allows Suguru to go ahead as he revels in the feeling of his cock through the thin wall separating the two.
You let out a strangled moan, suddenly feeling claustrophobic. It was nice . Satoru drags his cock out slowly before building up speed, beginning to fuck you.
Your walls were so sensitive, being forced open each time they plunged into you. The position you were in made it easy for Suguru’s cock to drag along your gspot, and Suguru made good use of that.
You loll your head about as they fuck you, each time they shoved themselves in you you became less coherent.
“That’s it, just needed to be fucked like a slut huh?” Satoru whispers in your ear, slamming into your ass.
“It’s-it’s too much!” You moan out.
Tears from the overstimulation pour from your eyes, sliding down your cheeks.
“Yeah? It’s too much?” Suguru asks.
You nod and sob, another groan falling from your lips.
Just a little further, he wants to push you a little further .
Suguru raises a hand and slaps your cheek, clenching his teeth when he feels you pulsate against him.
“You shouldn’t start battles you’re not gonna win, princess.” Suguru imitates Satoru from earlier.
He shoves his cock in you at a faster pace, slapping you once more.
Your eyes roll back in your head, the pain making your pussy clench.
“Give me a break, you like this shit.” Satoru says, moaning each time your ass tightens up.
“I do, I do.” You don’t even know what you’re saying, letting your mouth move without much thought.
Satoru reaches a hand around you, fingers brushing against your clit before he applies more pressure. He presses against it, letting his fingers swirl around your sensitive nub.
Everything felt so good. The way they were stretching you, the way your clit throbbed underneath Satoru.
Suguru reaches up and wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing slightly. Your toes curl at the action, the lack of air heightening your senses even more.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, you’re gonna make me cum.” You cry.
Your eyes squeeze shut, your body bracing for the high.
His eyebrows pinch together as he slams into you, feeling his release approaching as well.
Your moans come out broken at the restriction of his hand. Satoru increases his speed on your clit, needing to feel you cum on his cock.
“Look at me, look at me.” Suguru orders.
You peel your eyes open to stare at him, letting drool begin to build up in the corner of your lips. Your mouth opens in a silent scream, eyebrows shooting up as you start to cum, clenching around each of their cocks.
“Yeah, that’s right, keep your eyes on me princess.” Suguru’s words sound breathless.
Satoru doesn’t let up on your clit, continuing his ministrations as he fucks your ass. He knew Suguru was close, he could feel it in the way his pace had become erratic.
“Thank you, thank you.” Your voice comes out softer, chanting while you cum.
Suguru lets out a groan, his cock shooting out cum into your inviting pussy. He keeps his hand on your throat the whole time, only loosening it once he finishes cumming.
Your eyes look far away as Satoru continues to fuck you, his high coming up. It only takes a couple more thrusts before he moans, his cum filling up your ass.
The room is filled with weak attempts to catch your breaths, body’s smooshing together. Suguru pulls away, his cock slipping from your sensitive hole. You pout at the loss, almost falling forward until Satoru catches you, keeping you pressed against his chest.
The weight of Satoru crushing you against him was comforting. His cock softens in your ass, waiting as Suguru grabs a towel and comes back, cleaning you up.
Once he was finished, he passes the cloth to Satoru, who quickly places it against your ass when he slides out, catching the cum leaking from you.
He tosses the cloth aside, gliding his hands up your sides while Suguru presses kisses all over your face.
“You did so good for us.” Suguru murmurs, eyes full of love as he looks at you.
“So perfect, always perfect.” Satoru says, pressing a kiss on your shoulders.
“It felt so good, you made me feel so good.” Your mind is static, your body recovering from the session.
“Yeah?” Suguru asks, finding comfort in the way you speak.
He was worried that he and Satoru went too hard on you. They didn’t really want to break you. He lays you down on the bed, following after you and holds you tight. His heart clenches at the smile that lights up your features. Satoru slides down as well, eyes flicking down to your face before looking up at Suguru.
“Let’s sleep for a bit, okay?” You ask, voice already sounding distant.
“Anything for you, princess.”