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"You're so fucking annoying," Yungy grits out, his hands fisted in Pentar's shirt as he drags him across the room. The red fabric is tearing in his hands, stinging as the threads strain against the scrapes on his palms. "You're goddamn lucky you're cute."

Pentar writhes, fighting against Yungy as he's dragged across the base, shrieking at the top of his lungs— god, it's truly incredible that he hasn't lost his voice yet. He's flailing his hands and shoving at Yungy's face, still fighting as dirty as ever. Asshole.

Yungy avoids another of Pentar's wicked strong punches and kicks his leg behind Pentar's knees and knocks him over again. This time, Pentar actually makes it onto the bed. The softened impact is enough to knock the breath out of his lungs and make Pentar shut up for the briefest moment. Long enough for Zam to grab him from behind and drag him backwards before he can jump off the bed.

"Oh, hey there, Zam," Pentar says, annoyingly only a little bit breathless. "Hey, buddy."

He's not fighting her, which is a good thing. Yungy takes a moment to glance at the cuts and bruises Pentar has given him. Not as bad as he thought. There's a bit of blood smeared across his skin, but it's nothing that he can't wait until tomorrow to deal with. Nothing a potion won't fix, but still a damn nuisance. His knuckles are scraped raw and it stings when he closes his hand into a fist.

He looks back at the bed. Zam has started kissing Pentar's neck, slowly and gently. "Hi," she says. "Hey. Pentar. You know how long you've been awake?"

Now Pentar starts to move. Yungy glares, and then drops onto the bed, pinning Pentar in place with his full weight on his legs.

"I'm not tired," Pentar says. He shoots a glare at Yungy. "Get off me."

"Nah," Yungy says. He gets straight to it, yanking Pentar's shirt off before he can fight back— or maybe he's not willing to fight as hard with Zam still pressed against his back and trailing her hands almost delicately across Pentar's chest. Yungy pauses as Zam swiftly pulls Pentar backwards to lean against her. Pentar is tense, but he remains mostly still, tilting his head back and visibly losing whatever train of thought in his mind when he sees what Zam is wearing.

It's pretty. Dark blue lacy thing that he can just see through. There's a specific term for it that Zam told him that Yungy can't remember. Doesn't really matter. What matters is that it looks really good on Zam. It'd probably look good on Pentar too, honestly. Maybe in black instead of blue.

Zam continues to kiss Pentar's neck and the side of his face while he continues to stare at her in silent awe. Great. It means he doesn't notice Yungy's satisfied smirk as he starts to yank at the rest of his clothes, although he does start to protest and refuse to cooperate. He's so fucking predictable.

"Zam," Pentar says, the word drawn out in a whine. He goes tense again, the way he gets when he's about to try to get away, but Yungy is sure that he's got him firmly held in place.

"You've been up for more than twenty -four hours," Zam says, her voice slightly muffled from where she's kissing Pentar's nape. Her hands are wrapped lightly around Pentar's body, dragging her fingertips against his skin. "You need to sleep."

"Nooo," Pentar protests. He catches sight of Yungy, who's momentarily given up on stripping Pentar, and his expression tightens. He reaches up and shoves at Yungy. "Get off me— I'm not tired, I'm—"

Yungy grabs Pentar's wrists and pushes, pinning Pentar to the bed with Zam underneath them both. "If you keep fighting, I'll kill you and you'll respawn in this bed anyway," he snaps. "And I'm not giving your heart back."

"Dude," Pentar strains against the hold, but he doesn't fight as much as he usually does. "Stop that, you're squishing Zam."

"You're the one squishing her," Yungy points out, not budging an inch.

"I'm literally fine," Zam says. "Pentar, stop trying to escape."

"Nooo," Pentar whines again. Yungy rolls his eyes. He lets go of one of Pentar's wrists and grabs his neck instead, tightening his grip until he feels Pentar's pulse pick up. Pentar chokes— but Yungy knows he can handle a bit of rough treatment. He squeezes Pentar's neck, forcing Pentar to instinctively scratch at Yungy's hand in response, scraping against the raw spots on his hands from earlier. Fucking god damn it. As quickly as he can, Yungy lifts himself up and drags Pentar by the neck off of Zam, onto the space beside her on the bed.

It mostly works. Pentar's a big boy and it's not exactly an easy thing dragging him around by the neck. But Zam is free enough to wriggle out from underneath him and climb in front of Yungy to sit on Pentar's lap. Yungy lets go of Pentar, moving back to give Zam her space.

Pentar makes one of those adorable embarrassed sounds of his as Zam leans down on top of him. Fucking cute.

"Hi," Pentar says. Yungy grins at how timid he sounds. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you," Zam says sweetly.

"She looks gorgeous," Yungy says insistently. "Tell her she's gorgeous."

"You're gorgeous," Pentar says automatically.

Zam giggles. "You can touch me, you know. In fact, I want you to touch me. Come on, Pentar, touch me."

Yungy slides further back. Almost all of the tension has gone from Pentar's body. He watches Pentar's hands lift up to touch Zam's hips. He lowers them to touch her bare skin, almost reverently. What a good little puppy dog he is.

"That's a good boy," Yungy says. He finally takes the opportunity to yank the rest of Pentar's clothes off and pats Pentar's bare leg.

Pentar shudders underneath Zam as she moves to sit further back, her ass touching his rapidly-hardening cock.

"Can you be a good boy for me?" Zam says. Yungy glances around her to see what she's doing. Just touching his pecs and his stomach for now, teasing him a little bit. Pentar's eyes are fixed on her and his mouth is slightly hanging open, starting to breathe more rapidly.

Pentar nods. "Yes, yes, yes, yes— what do you want me to do?"

Zam lifts her hips up. There's a faint wet sound. "Touch me here?"

Yungy tilts his head, thinking. He very much wants to be a part of this, but Zam is working her magic on getting Pentar to slow the fuck down right now, and he doesn't want to interrupt her. It's a bit of a changeup from what they usually end up doing to get Pentar to calm his ass down and sleep, which often involves Yungy fucking him and edging him until he cries while Zam plays with his hair and talks about how much she loves him. Yungy isn't about to take on the playing with Pentar's hair role— that's really not his thing— but he can still get ready to play once Zam's got Pentar where she wants him.

He gets the lube ready and sits back, watching. Waiting.

Zam is making the hottest noises as Pentar fingers her open. She's not even really pinning him down anymore, but Pentar is just completely focused on what he's doing, his fingers moving so carefully inside her. Yungy can hear his breathing hitch whenever Zam moans— god, she's so beautifully loud. And Pentar is so hard now, clearly trying to move his hips to avoid pressing his cock against Zam before she tells him what to do next.

Yungy smirks again. Yeah, he can be a fucking brat, but Pentar can be a good boy sometimes too.

"You're so good," Zam coos. "So good for me. Can you stay still while I ride you? You can put your hands on my waist, but no touching anywhere else, okay?"

"Zam," Pentar says, sounding so desperate already. "I— yes. Now? Now?"

"Yeah," Zam says. She lifts up, and Yungy stares hungrily at the way her pussy glistens. Fuck. Fuck. He knows this is about getting Pentar to fucking sleep, but he wants to fuck her so bad right now. Maybe he can talk things over with Zam after this and see if she's down for double penetration next time. It's something they've brought up once or twice but still haven't done yet. Fuck. If they go slow enough, he's sure it'll drive Pentar crazy on top of driving Zam crazy. Always a win in Yungy's book.

He moves forwards, catching Zam's hips in his hands. She glances back at him.

"Yungy?"

Yungy kisses her shoulder. His hands remain on her hips, as she resumes the steady, careful progress of sitting down on Pentar's cock. Yungy puts a little more pressure on her hips, not too much, but enough that Pentar can probably feel the extra weight.

It works. Pentar groans and his legs twitch, but he doesn't move his hips. Such a good boy.

Yungy kisses along the exposed skin of Zam's back, in between the lace and ribbons. He keeps his hands where he's got them on her hips, helping to lift her up, waiting for a second, and then pushing as she sinks down again.

Pentar makes that delicious whining noise again, as Zam moans loudly as well. "Zam—" Pentar gasps. "Yungy—"

They settle into a motion— slow and deliberate and methodical— Yungy lifting Zam up and down to fuck onto Pentar's cock. With every movement, Zam lets out the loveliest gasps and groans, as Yungy pushes her just a little harder onto Pentar's cock than she would probably be doing on her own. Grinding her down every time. One of her hands is grasping at her chest while the other is touching her clit. At the same time, Pentar's hands are shaking where he has them on Zam's waist, just centimeters away from Yungy's hands, but he hasn't moved them away. He's being a good boy.

"Yungy," Zam pants. "Mmm— Yungy—"

God, he fucking loves hearing her say his name like this. He wants to mark her up too— but… no. Not this kind of night. He can be possessive of her another night. Or maybe later tonight, once Pentar is fucking asleep and he can have Zam to himself for a little bit.

"Zam," Pentar says, sounding like he's on the verge of sobbing. "Zam, Zam, Zam, I—"

"Are you getting close?" Zam says. In response, Yungy pushes her down even harder this time, holding her in place and rocking her hips so she grinds even harder onto his cock. Yungy knows how fucking good she feels, and it's probably driving Pentar even crazier than he already is in his stupid sleep deprived state.

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please!" Pentar begs, his voice steadily rising until he's screaming.

Yungy chuckles. At that moment, Zam moans louder than she's been all night, throwing her head back against Yungy's shoulder and shuddering. She slumps against Yungy's chest, giving him the perfect view down her chest to Pentar, sweaty and shaky. He's not crying yet. Probably won't take too much more to get him there, though.

Zam is still panting, her chest rising and falling as her eyes flutter open. She moans again, moving a little, but not moving off Pentar's cock. Yungy leans in, his hands sliding across her pelvis to where Pentar's cock is still hard inside Zam. She's so wet, and Yungy reaches beneath her to take hold of what he can of Pentar's cock, making him gasp and whine again.

"Yungy, please, please, please, Yungy—" he says. "Please, I wanna come, please—"

Yungy ignores his begging for now. He kisses Zam's cheek. "Zam?" he says. "How're you doing?"

"Mm," Zam hums. "Gimme a bit. Pentar, you're so good, just—"

Fine by Yungy. He moves his hands and finds Pentar's entrance, which isn't really at the best angle for doing this, but whatever. They'll rearrange themselves once Zam is ready.

He presses a finger into Pentar, and Pentar jolts, making Zam moan loudly again.

"Yungy—" they both gasp in unison.

God, it's not fucking fair. Yungy wants to get his dick in someone, like ten minutes ago. Impatient, he pushes his finger inside Pentar, making the other moan and shift beneath Zam. Zam curls back down towards Pentar with another loud noise, rocking back down onto Pentar's cock as he thrusts his hips upwards so he can spread his legs for Yungy. The two of them break into matching moans again, and Yungy's dick actually hurts with how bad he wants to be fucking someone.

He stares at them as they struggle to deal with the added stimulation. God, they're both so perfect. Well, not really, cause Pentar is breaking the "don't move" order that Zam gave him, but he's kind of stupid, so Yungy really doesn't expect him to keep control of himself for very long. Plus, he can't really blame Pentar for it. Zam is fucking hot, and when Yungy is in that position, it takes an enormous amount of effort to be good and stay still while Zam rides him.

Fuck, he really needs to fuck Pentar like right the fuck now. Or Zam. Fuck it, he's fucking both of them by the end of the night. One way or another.

He pushes a second finger into Pentar, then gathers a bit more lube— not from Zam this time— and forces a third finger in. Pentar is still too tight, and he's bitching loudly about it, but he'll get used to it soon enough. He might be whining about it, but his body doesn't protest as he spreads his legs further. Perhaps inadvertently, this pushes Zam into a position that probably makes it a bit harder for her to fuck herself on his cock. She moans loudly anyway, and Yungy suddenly sees that she's been pushing her own fingers inside her pussy right alongside Pentar's cock.

God fucking damn it. He's bringing up the double penetration thing again first thing in the fucking morning. Jesus fucking christ. He hesitates, and then decides to go for it.

Keeping his three fingers inside Pentar, he reaches around Zam to find her palm pressed against her clit while her fingers push inside of herself around Pentar's cock.

Tentatively, he puts his hand over hers, and guides one of his fingers to her pussy. He pushes one inside, between hers and Pentar's cock.

Pentar tenses suddenly and his hips rock upwards. He screams and Yungy looks just in time to see his blissed out expression as he comes. Almost immediately, Yungy feels his come spilling out of Zam over his hand, dripping onto the bed.

"God," Zam groans. "Yungy, please—"

Yeah, okay, Yungy can wait a little bit more to get his dick in someone. He thrusts his fingers roughly into Pentar, making him break into another scream while he focuses on pressing Zam's hand firmly against her clit and pushing a second finger inside her. It's not very well coordinated, but it's enough for Zam, as she comes for the second time that night a moment later.

"Oh my god," Zam says. "Oh my god, Yungy."

She pulls her own fingers out of her pussy and braces herself on the bed, her arms on either side of Pentar. She lifts herself up enough to get off Pentar's softening cock, dripping come and her own slick on his abdomen.

Fucking beautiful.

Yungy drags his fingers through the mess and stuffs it into Pentar's hole, internally debating for a moment whether it would be worth it to try for four fingers or just to start fucking Pentar already. What would make Pentar scream louder?

He finds Pentar's prostate, which he's been intentionally avoiding up until now, and listens to him shriek. The screams quickly turn into begging, and Yungy smiles.

Alright. He's been waiting long enough. His turn now.

He slicks himself up with more of the mess that's still dripping obscenely out of Zam and fucks roughly into Pentar. He doesn't get all the way in at the first go, but that's mainly because Pentar is writhing as he screams, either trying to get away or just overstimulated and expressing it with his body.

So fucking cute.

Yungy grabs his hips and shoves him in place as he sets a good pace. Pentar feels so fucking good, and Yungy grits his teeth and relishes the sound of his broken screaming. He loves how loud Pentar gets. He loves how loud Zam gets too, but Pentar is something extra special. He's been Yungy's for a long time. And he's always going to be Yungy's.

"Yungy— oh my god— that's too— god, I fucking hate you— don't you fucking stop—"

As Yungy fucks Pentar, Zam moves to lean on her side beside them. She and Pentar both are gorgeous enough to be distracting, the lacy thing on Zam glistening with sweat and clinging to her body, while Pentar is fully naked and just an absolute mess. He's squirming on the bed, and now that he doesn't have Zam to hold onto, his hands are clutching wildly at the sheets beneath him.

Yungy loves him so much.

He lets go of one of Pentar's hips and slows the pace of his thrusts for a moment to stroke at Pentar's cock.

"Yungy—" Pentar chokes out, trying to twitch away but only thrusting his own cock into Yungy's grip. He's still not crying yet. He'll get there. He's shaking, and he tries to hapharardly shove away Yungy's hand, but then one of Zam's hands joins in.

"Shh, we've got you," Zam says, moving her pretty, pretty body to lie right alongside Pentar's side. "Can you come again? Come on, Pentar, you can do it."

"Zam…" Pentar says. Ah. There's some tears. Beautiful.

It's enough to bring Yungy right up the edge. He pulls out of Pentar and strokes himself to finish on his stomach, adding to the mess of come that's already there. Pentar is gasping, shaking his head and reaching shakily for Zam, making even more of a mess of himself.

Zam gets him off for the second time that night, speaking sweet things into Pentar's ear.

"You look so good," she says. "So good. So good for us. I love you so much. It's okay, we've got you. We've got you, it's okay. God, you're so good, Pentar."

Yungy groans. He crawls over to Zam and embraces her from behind, kissing her back and neck again. He fucking loves her so much. Soon as they get this idiot asleep, he wants to hear her saying those kinds of things to him too. He won't have to ask. She has a way of knowing what he needs, so he doesn't have to voice it in words. She's the best, and he can't express it to her enough.

Pentar is still shaking and struggling to catch his breath as the three of them settle down in the bed together. Zam throws a leg over Pentar's and wraps her arms around his waist.

"You guys…" Pentar pants. His voice isn't quite as wrecked as Yungy normally likes it to be, but there's still time. This is just a break. Yungy isn't done with him yet.

"I love you guys so much," Pentar says.

"Aww," Zam says, moving in Yungy's arms to press closer to Pentar. "We love you too."

"We'd love it if you could fucking sleep," Yungy says.

"Can't," Pentar says.

"What? Not even after all that?" Zam says.

"Mmm," Pentar starts to move, groaning a little. "Dude, Yungy, why'd you gotta fuck me so hard?"

"Clearly not enough if you can still bitch about it," Yungy says.

Pentar laughs. "Oh, you're mistaken. This is nothing, bro, I'm not even gonna feel it tomorrow."

Yungy growls. He climbs over Zam, careful not to squash her in the process, and grabs at Pentar again. The little bastard is too wiggly for him to grab his neck again, but he quickly manages to wrestle him onto his front. Pentar probably wasn't even trying, the asshole. Yungy digs his fingertips into Pentar's hips, hoping it's hard enough to leave bruises for the morning.

"You gonna feel this tomorrow?" he snaps.

"Nope," Pentar giggles. "It's cute. It's like a nice little tickle. You're so cute."

"Pentar…" Zam says.

"Zam can fuck me harder than you can," Pentar taunts. "Hey, Zam, you should get your strap out and—"

Yungy lets go of Pentar's hips and shoves his arm around Pentar's throat, yanking him roughly backwards. Pentar shuts up, choking again as he's forced onto Yungy's lap. Meanwhile, Zam sits up as well, worrying her lip between her teeth.

"I mean, I'm not opposed to that," Zam says, eyeing the two of them carefully. "But I think Yungy wants to fuck you right now, Pentar."

"You can go next," Pentar wheezes out. Yungy growls again and rocks his hips into Pentar's ass. He's not hard yet, but he's getting there out of pure frustration. Pentar coughs and keeps fucking talking. "You'll do a better job of it than him—"

"I'm going to shut you up, I fucking swear," Yungy says. "Next time, I'm gagging you."

Pentar laughs. "You like hearing me scream too much, you dick."

Unfortunately, he's right. Yungy eases up on the pressure on Pentar's throat and bites fiercely at the base of his neck instead. Pentar hisses, but breaks into a laugh even as Yungy's teeth break through his skin and spill blood.

Better. Yungy's own blood is boiling in his veins and he's rock hard again, grinding into Pentar's ass. God, he fucking needs to get his dick back into this guy.

"Hey, Yungy?" Zam says, interrupting Yungy's thoughts.

"Mm?" Yungy says, his mouth still full of blood and flesh and his teeth still firmly attached to Pentar's neck. He needs Pentar to look like shit tomorrow. Something he'll have to take a regen potion for. Something that will leave a mark, even temporary, that Yungy can press his fingertips into.

Yungy glances at Zam, who's laid herself down in front of Pentar, spread out like a vision. Mouth still flooded with Pentar's blood, Yungy nearly goes dizzy with lust. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she's so fucking hot.

She's rubbing between her legs and she smiles at Yungy when he locks eyes with her.

"Put him down?" she says. "I want him to fuck my thighs."

Pentar gasps. "Oh my god, Zam—"

"You fucking thank her for that," Yungy says, finally releasing Pentar's neck and admiring the way the flesh is torn and bruising, blood spilling down his back.

"Zam, I fucking love you so much," Pentar says. He wrenches himself out of Yungy's grip, and Yungy doesn't bother grabbing him back as he lowers himself down on top of Zam.

"Huh. This is kind of a weird angle," Pentar says. "You sure you—"

"That's fine," Yungy says, quickly lowering himself and shoving two fingers back inside Pentar. "You just get where she wants you, and I'll fuck you both." He bites at the mark he made a moment ago, just to make it sting, and Pentar flinches.

"God, you're a fucking dick," Pentar hisses.

"Yeah, you'll get my fucking dick in a second, you bitch," Yungy retorts. "Just keep being a good little boy."

"Fuck you."

"Yeah, whatever."

Yungy rubs just enough lube on his cock to make sure that he's ready, then fucks back into Pentar, pushing him down onto Zam and making them both moan so beautifully. Fuck. Gorgeous, the both of them. Gorgeous, and they're both Yungy's, and he would kill everyone a hundred times over to keep them. He fucks out and back in, getting the two of them to moan again.

"Mmm, yeah that'll work," Zam says, her voice a little breathless.

"God, fuck, you're—" Pentar gasps. "Zam, this feels okay?"

"It's good," Zam says. She shifts slightly, and Pentar groans again. Yungy takes that as a good enough signal that she's happy with where she's got Pentar's cock.

He lets loose.

Now, Yungy doesn't necessarily like hurting Pentar when they have sex. He likes it sweet and tender and lovey dovey sometimes. But when Pentar is being a little bitch… Well, he likes doing whatever he needs to do to put him back in his place. Pentar loves it too, otherwise he'd actually stop Yungy. Or he'd bring it up whenever the three of them discuss what they all like and what they want to try next time.

And yeah, maybe Pentar will pretend he doesn't feel this tomorrow. Regen potions really screw up Yungy's hard work sometimes, and it's frustrating. Yungy likes seeing the marks he leaves behind. He likes showing off his claim to everyone else who's not too scared to see his teammates.

Maybe he'll just have to fuck Pentar again in the morning before he can escape. Leave some more marks, some more bruises. Another bite. That might be nice.

Pentar is moaning almost nonstop, caught between the pleasure of being fucked hard and fucking between Zam's strong-as-fuck thighs. Yungy is actually kind of jealous of him for that luxury— of course, Zam will let him fuck her thighs if he asks, but even after being together for weeks, it's still kind of hard to just straight up ask for it. Waiting for her to announce what she'd like them to do is more fun, and it makes Yungy's stomach twist with addictive delight whenever she bosses them around with that dazzling self confidence.

Thinking about Zam is getting him even more fucking turned on, and he realizes he's about to come again. He pulls out, jerks his cock a few times as his brain swims with pleasure, and finishes on Pentar's back.

He sits back on Pentar's spread thighs, careful not to put too much weight on him, since he's still lying on top of Zam.

Pentar is quiet. As Yungy calms down, he momentarily hopes that the idiot has finally passed out. But unfortunately…

"Mm, I love you," Pentar mumbles. His face is smushed onto Zam's chest, in between her breasts, and Zam laughs softly as she pets his hair.

"Aw, we love you too," she says.

"And I love erf," Pentar adds with a heavy exhale. "Mm. Goodnight."

Yungy remains still, hesitant. He catches Zam's gaze and she shakes her head, not saying a word. He waits, scrutinizing Pentar's body for any signs of movement besides his steady breathing. All the while, Zam continues to pet his hair.

"Okay. He's asleep," she finally whispers.

"Thank god," Yungy groans. "Jeez. He's fucking insatiable."

"So are you," Zam points out. She winks at Yungy as he moves to lie beside her. "And me. We work pretty well together like that."

"Hmm," Yungy mutters. He presses his face to Zam's neck, closing his eyes and inhaling her scent. She's so fucking perfect. "You feeling good? Want to go again?"

"Huh…" Zam's hand stills for a moment on Pentar's head. "Yeah. Sure, why not? Gimme a few minutes."

Yungy hums, letting his body start to relax now that he doesn't have to wrangle Pentar around the bed. "Did he get you off just now?"

"Well… no, but—"

"God, he's fucking useless," Yungy scoffs.

"He's fine," Zam says.

Yungy shakes his head. He kisses Zam's neck, her shoulder, the top of her breast, right next to Pentar's sleeping face. Every spot that he can reach, he presses a soft kiss to her skin.

"He's so messy," Zam says, giggling softly. "It's gonna be so gross when he wakes up. We should clean him up now."

"He's gonna fucking wake up if we clean him up now," Yungy says. "He's a big boy, he can wake up all gross and nasty. Deal with some consequences for once."

"You're so mean," Zam says, but she laughs softly anyway. "Okay, but I'm also really messy, and I don't want to go to sleep like this."

"You won't," Yungy says, lifting his head up enough to meet her eyes. "I'll take care of you."

"Aww," Zam says. She leans her head and kisses him.

God, he fucking loves her. His dick is starting to feel an ache from fucking Pentar so hard twice in the span of like thirty minutes, but he can go again. In a few more minutes. He's not in a rush.

"What do you want to do?" Zam says, still kissing hotly into Yungy's mouth.

Fuck.

Anything. Anything. Anything.

Anything that will make her happy.

Anything that will let him hear her climax, will let his heart race with the thrill that it's him making her feel so good. That he's enough to satisfy her every want and need.

"Hey," Zam keeps kissing him, but now she won't let him deepen any more of the kisses. "What are you thinking about, huh? Tell me what you want."

Yungy presses his face into her skin again. He wants to worship her.

"Can I eat you out?" he mumbles into her shoulder.

"Huh? What'd you say?" she says. She shifts on the bed slightly, gently pushing Pentar to lie on his side beside her. Mercifully, he stays asleep, breathing calmly.

Yungy can't get himself to say it again. Instead he moves down, positions his face in between her legs, and forces himself to look back up at her.

"Please?" he says. It's barely more than a whisper.

And Zam's face is so gentle and soft and loving, and Yungy can't keep looking at her. He shuts his eyes and presses his mouth to her pussy instead. He guides his hands to her thighs, spreading her legs gently, although if she decides she's going to crush his head with her thighs, he's not going to complain. He likes the pain too. He's at a high enough heart count that he can take it for a little while.

Yungy licks between her folds, finding her clit quickly enough and licking firmly at it. He hears her sigh, feels her thighs press against his light grip. Her hands find his hair and he hopes she'll pull on it this time.

He's eaten her out so many times now that he knows exactly how she likes it. Plenty of attention to her clit, methodical, slow pressure along her whole pussy, a few fingers inside her a few minutes in, once he's got her shaking and moaning. The fingering can be slow— she just likes having something inside. She doesn't like it too fast, but she'll also strangle him with her thighs if he tries to tease her. He's not in the mood to try teasing tonight. He just wants her to feel good. He just wants to be good for her.

She shakes and gasps out his name as she comes, her irresistable taste spilling into his mouth. God. Fuck. He can't get enough of it, and he pushes his tongue into her pussy to lick out every bit of it, feeling her thighs briefly squeeze around his neck, but easing off when he pulls back.

Fuck. His face is a goddamn mess, hot and sticky, but he stays where he is between her legs, breathing in the smell of her.

He loves her so goddamn much. He can't believe how lucky he is to have her. Every day, when he wakes up and she's in his arms, or when she's in Pentar's arms and he gets to look at both of them, his heart feels like it's full of butterflies or some shit. He never knew that having teammates could feel like this. He's never been this happy in his whole life.

There's something about seeing someone else happy that makes him feel more full than he's ever felt before. Something about Zam and Pentar that makes him feel so good.

"Yungy," Zam says, her voice a little shaky. "Hey. Yungy. You fall asleep down there?"

Yungy groans. He starts to press his mouth against her pussy again, but she drags him away, pulling on his hair.

"Hey," she says, pulling him up enough that they're looking at each other again. "You want me to blow you?"

Yungy thinks about it. He could go one more time, but he's not sure if he wants that much at this point. Eating her out is almost enough to get him off— maybe he'll just rub it out on his own so she can sleep. He'd honestly be fine with just that, especially if he's still planning on fucking Pentar into the mattress again in the morning. But…

"Let me do it for you," Zam says, already sitting up and guiding Yungy to back down on a cleaner part of the bed. "Okay? You want it?"

Yungy presses his lips together and looks away. "I mean…. If you want to…"

"If you don't want it, we can do something else," Zam says.

Yungy looks up at her. God, she's so fucking beautiful. She's pulling that lacy blue thing off and throwing it at the wall with a grimace that makes him smile, affection swelling up in his chest. Yungy watches it bounce off the wall and disappear from sight.

"Hey, you think we can get Pentar into something like that?" he says.

"Mm, probably," Zam says. She sits on Yungy's legs and watches him with a small frown. "Hey. You feeling okay?"

"Yeah," Yungy says. "Just thinking."

"You wanna just go to sleep?"

Yungy shrugs. "We can… I don't know. Sure. I mean—" He reaches down to close a fist around his cock. It takes a few strokes, but it's pretty easy getting hard again looking at Zam. She's cleaned herself up a little bit, although she's still sweaty and her hair has gotten messy. What a sight. Yeah, it's so easy getting hard with her right there.

She moves her hand to close it around his cock as well, her fingers slotting between his.

"This okay?" she says.

He nods, unable to say the words. Together, the two of them jerk him off in a comfortable silence. It's hard to look directly at her face again, so he looks at her hand, clasped with his around his cock.

He comes a few minutes later. It's quiet, but it feels right. It feels peaceful, and happy. He feels good, a little raw and exposed, but it's okay to be like that in front of her. She doesn't comment on it, just wipes her hand on the sheets and helps clean him off as well.

Yungy is glad that Pentar is asleep. He's glad that Zam's not filling the space with conversation. He's learned that love doesn't need words sometimes. Zam deserves all of the good words that exist in the world, but sometimes, those words aren't said, and sometimes, it's okay. She knows how he feels. She's told him, and he believes her.

Yungy sighs, and settles back down onto the bed. Zam climbs to the other side of Pentar and hugs him from behind with a soft, satisfied hum.

"Think he's going to stay asleep?" she whispers.

Yungy scoffs, shutting his eyes and pressing himself to Pentar's other side.

"He's going to have way too much energy in the morning," he mutters. "I'm gonna have to fuck it out of him."

Zam laughs softly. Her hand crosses over Pentar to find Yungy's face, placing her palm against his cheek.

"We're going to be so disgusting in the morning," she says. "He's still all sticky."

"Yeah, well," Yungy yawns. He feels so fucking relaxed right now. It's time to fucking sleep. "Problem for tomorrow."