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Sukuna was so annoyed it was a miracle his dick didn't go limp.
His face started to feel numb some time ago from the muzzle straps digging into his skin. Initial discomfort was now enraging him as he couldn't even curse with his jaws locked in place. All he could do was to glare while his shoulders started to hurt from how long he'd been cuffed to the headrest of the bed.
Though his view was good, he couldn't deny that.
"Megs—Oh, fuck—Nghhh! 'Gumi, I'm—"
"Shhh... C'mon, baby. I know you can give me more."
Sukuna didn't even know where to look.
Yuuji was teary-eyed from overstimulation. His lips were bitten raw, cheeks flushed pink as his body strained with another upcoming orgasm. Tan skin glistened with sweat, and his muscles trembled with the way he was grabbing on to the slender waist of Megumi.
Megumi. Little bitch.
Sukuna's gaze flicked at the paler man, and they locked eyes.
His boyfriend smirked, and coyness flushed in green irises. He cooed at Yuuji while still holding Sukuna's gaze and rolled his hips in a deep grind. Alabaster skin was glistening with sweat while he made Yuuji come again and again for god knows how long. His hair was sticking in every direction, all mussed up and ruffled.
Sukuna saw why it was so disheveled.
He saw how Yuuji tugged on it while Megumi had his feast between strong thighs. He watched, cock aching with want, how the dark-haired man took Yuuji apart, bending him into a pretzel and slurping on his pretty pussy.
Yuuji, usually shy and reserved, almost ripped Megumi's hair out demanding an orgasm. He cried when the other finally let him come, and his sweet, needy whimpers made Sukuna grit his teeth.
They were right in front of him, kissing and moaning as Yuuji's orgasm subsided, and he thought they'd let him out, but no.
He was still muzzled and cuffed.
All because he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
He gulped, embarrassed by how drool pooled in his mouth when he caught a glimpse of their pussies kissing. Soft-looking cunts collided with a wet smacking noise, rubbing on each other. Their slick was mixing where they were connecting, and small webs of it were breaking and forming again and again. It looked so slippery and shiny he wanted to run his tongue through wet folds. He wished he could just lean in and get it. Lick it clean and make them squirt. Slobber on sweet little pussies and make them beg for it. Slurp on chubby cunts till they both lock his head with their thighs and come on his tongue.
His dick kicked in the air when he jerked his wrists, wanting to touch. The grind of pale and tan thighs drove flushed cunts into each other, making swollen clits kiss. He could tell those exact moments by the way Megumi and Yuuji were shuddering and moaning. The little space that was left between their pussies was so wet that Sukuna could hear quiet, barely there squelching sounds of their cunts colliding and slick drooling amidst loud, needy whines echoing in the room.
They chased the orgasm, panting into each other's mouths, and Sukuna was forced to watch, unable to participate.
Yuuji was grabbing on to Megumi's waist and ass desperately, tugging him closer on top of him. His broken little mewls were ringing in Sukuna's ears as he thought of how he could make the pink-haired man scream with his cock. Yuuji always was more vocal when it came to sex. His needy mewls were cute, and Sukuna took pride in wringing them out of him.
Megumi, on the other hand, was less vocal in bed, though when teased and fucked enough, even his stoic facade came crashing down. Sukuna loved to make the stubborn man shake on his dick from pleasure, enjoying how his bitchy attitude quickly turned into begging.
Megumi snarled when he shoved his pelvis just right against Yuuji's, snapping Sukuna out of his thoughts and making him bite his lips behind the muzzle.
He could make them both lose their minds on his cock.
Could. But not now.
Because, apparently, Megumi took offense to that.
Sukuna was making out with Yuuji when the dark-haired man came back from work, announcing that he bought something for their weekend. It was supposed to be a weekend full of sex and never-ending orgasms that Sukuna planned to wring out of both of them. Sex toys were alright, but Sukuna knew he didn't need a dildo to make them feel good.
So he said it.
"You don't need a vibrating atrocity when you have me, Megs."
Immediately, Megumi frowned. "I want to have fun with Yuuji, asshole."
"You don't need toys to have fun, baby." Sukuna all but purred, grabbing Yuuji's thighs and making him squeak on his lap. Snaking his hands under house shorts, he fondled a plush ass. Yuuji was soft and hard in all the right places, and Sukuna smacked him, making him moan, and looked at Megumi. "All you gotta do is ride me while I take care of Yuuji."
"Yeah? What if I don't want to?" Megumi cocked his hip, folding his arms on his chest. His eyes squinted at Sukuna, displeased, but he looked hot when he was pissed. "Yuuji and I can take care of ourselves without you just fine."
"Guys, we can always—" Yuuji tried to intervene before it escalated, bless his kind heart, but Sukuna was already feeling the rush of challenge in his veins. He kissed his sweet mouth, purring and sneaking glances at Megumi, who was positively fuming.
It was so easy to rile him up. He could feel how feral their sex would be after this.
"Oh, yeah? It won't be as good as my dick, though." He stood up, taking Yuuji with him.
Megumi looked up at him with a sneer and hissed. "I guess we'll see. Dickhead."
Taking up his boyfriend's challenge, Sukuna didn't know that Megumi didn't buy dildos or vibrators.
Megumi, in fact, brought home something else.
A muzzle and handcuffs.
Sukuna didn't even know how he ended up like this, with his arms handcuffed to the headboard and a muzzle on his face. It was all Yuuji's fault. The little minx distracted him with sweet talk and needy whines. He must have known what Megumi was planning all along, and Sukuna fell for their trap like a fool, letting them do this to him.
Now his dick was throbbing as he watched his boyfriends having fun all by themselves without him.
Megumi was rolling his hips back and forth, moaning quietly. His back arched and biceps flexed as he kept himself up even if Yuuji was tugging him lower for sweet kisses. Nimble fingers gripped slim hips, bringing Megumi harder onto his sopping wet pussy. His toes curled adorably while he was heaving for air, and Megumi was cooing at him, driving their pelvises towards each other.
Fuck.
This must have been the hottest thing Sukuna ever saw.
Wet squelching noises made him strain his hearing as they continued humping into each other. The rutting of their hips was turning desperate. Their slick was smearing on their skin, sticky and making everything even more slippery. Breathy moans and cute snarls were intertwining with their heavy breathing.
"Megumi—'G-gumi—I think—Mmm, I think I'm gonna—"
"Yeah—Yeah, me too—Together?"
"Mhm—P-please—Please—"
"Shh... C'mon, baby... Oh, f-fuck—I'm coming—"
"Nghhh—"
Sukuna felt his dick ooze more pre cum at the sight of them coming. His fingers curled and flexed, unable to grip himself as Megumi and Yuuji kissed, swallowing each other's moans. They rubbed into each other, Megumi shifting and pulling Yuuji's thigh tighter around him. He gasped, swirling his hips with urgency and pushing his pelvis onto Yuuji's, making their pretty pussies rub again and again. Slick was frothing where they touched, smearing around, and soon Megumi shuddered, collapsing on top of Yuuji.
"Mmm—F-fuck, w-wait—"
"Yuuji—Yuuji, I—"
Soft moans were muffled, and Sukuna saw their hips rolling onto each other until they both froze.
"Oh, god! Oh, fuck, 'Gumi—" Yuuji wheezed, making him zero in on his face. "F-fuck, I can't—I'm comi—Mmh!"
He saw the exact moment he came. Sticky wet pussies collided one more time, and Yuuji squirted. His legs trembled, and he hugged Megumi on top of him as his puffy cunt let out a shy stream of slick. It dripped from his flushed pussy, and Sukuna swallowed thickly, watching it pour on the sheets.
Yuuji's whine tore through the air, and he couldn't help but lunge forward as if to catch him from falling off his high. Yuuji was the most pliant after orgasm, and Sukuna secretly loved when he got all cuddly afterwards. But the cuffs on his wrists dug into his skin, stopping him. The headboard creaked from the force, and he grunted in frustration. Megumi kissed Yuuji, making him sigh and giggle from tickles. Their bodies tangled, sweaty in their naked glory, and Sukuna eyed them with heat searing under his skin.
He wanted to touch.
A groan ripped out of his throat when Megumi moaned and his hips started to move again. His pale ass cheeks clenched, and he moaned, stopping abruptly. Sukuna sucked in the air when he saw him squirting on top of Yuuji, messy and so much. His hips jolted against Yuuji's pelvis as his cunt was rubbing on the ruined one beneath it, making the other man whimper. Translucent slick dripped on their thighs as they were calming down from their orgasm, still tangled, and Megumi, as if feeling his gaze, turned to him.
"Look at him, Yuuji," he snickered breathlessly, making sure Sukuna heard him. "He's about to come."
That made Sukuna shake his head and roll his eyes.
That was absurd.
His dick might hurt, and his balls were aching, but Sukuna wasn't even close to coming yet. It would take much more for him to fold.
Yuuji looked at him with a guilty expression and made puppy eyes at Megumi, cupping his face.
"I think that's enough." He glanced at Sukuna and then pecked Megumi's cheek to appease him. "That's kinda cruel. Even for you, 'Gumi."
"Serves him right." Megumi huffed and kissed him ravenously, making a show out of it. Sukuna watched them exchange filthy kisses, tongues and everything, and scoffed, feeling how sweat beaded on his eyebrow. Jerking his head so the sweat wouldn't get into his eye, he looked down at his crotch and winced.
Jesus Christ, he was leaking.
His cock was angry red and hard against his stomach. Precum was smeared on his lower abs, making his skin shimmer with it.
Well, that was a bit embarrassing.
But who wouldn't be like this when Yuuji and Megumi were grinding against each other in front of them?
They hadn't stopped.
Megumi got greedier as he didn't let poor Yuuji breathe, kissing him senseless. He only looked at Sukuna once with a smirk on his face and then pulled Yuuji to lie the other way. With breath stuck in his throat, Sukuna realized that now they were closer, with Yuuji's head towards him. Megumi proceeded to turn around, and soon they were in a sixty-nine position with his pussy right up Yuuji's face.
Who brought him down onto his mouth with an enthusiastic moan.
Sukuna felt his skin prickling.
The sounds they were making were obscene.
Yuuji was eager when it came to pleasuring both Sukuna and Megumi. The low keens he managed to pull out of the dark-haired man who was shuddering on top of him were making Sukuna gulp in thirst. A pale expanse of graceful back was shifting and flexing with muscles. For someone who was naturally skinny, Megumi was strong.
Perhaps that's why it was so satisfying to reduce him to a sobbing mess.
Too bad Sukuna didn't have a say in it at the moment.
Megumi had his mouth full of pussy, yet his moans, raw and stuttering, escaped him whenever Yuuji nuzzled into his crotch. He enjoyed eating Megumi out a lot, licking and sucking on everything his mouth landed on. And usually Sukuna had his hand tangled in pink hair, pushing in and pulling Yuuji out for air.
But now his fingers curled around nothing.
His anger came out with a snarl, and Megumi pulled away from between Yuuji's thighs to look up at him. His face was pink, green eyes wide and glassy. Slick was all over his chin, and he parted his wet lips to say something (probably something incredibly sassy), but the next moment he moaned like a leveled whore, pushing back on Yuuji's face.
"Fuck, Yuuji! Yesyesyesyes—" he begged, panting and pulling himself up a little only to plop back down and grind. Pathetic mewls rang in the air as Yuuji gripped his ass, making him stay in place. "Fuck, yes! Yes! There, fuck, right there! I'm—Please—"
Sukuna would never admit that he felt he could come just at the sight of them.
A low snarl from Yuuji made him rattle in his cuffs. The headboard groaned from his pulling, but the only thing he could hear was Megumi's shout. His back arched deeply with his orgasm, sweat glistening on pale skin. Yuuji kept him in place, groaning under him as Megumi let out a soft whine, overstimulated and needy. His shaking hands came into Yuuji's hair, and he tugged, blubbering incoherently and trying to get up but to no avail.
His defeated moan when Yuuji grumbled in protest while still slurping on his pussy with low hums made Sukuna lose his control entirely.
The handcuffs dug into his skin painfully, but he yanked his arms harder, fed up, and with a dull clinking, the chain snapped.
Not even caring about the muzzle anymore, he shuffled forward, grabbing still-shaking Megumi by his hips. Yuuji let out a confused noise, letting go out of surprise, but Sukuna was already pushing in with a low growl.
Fuck, it never grew old.
The heat. The clench of wet walls on him. The quiver of the hole letting him in like he belonged there.
"F-fuck!"
Megumi slumped on Yuuji, trembling. His hand came up to weakly push Sukuna away, but his insides practically sucked him in, begging for it.
So Sukuna just gripped him tighter and slammed in the rest of his dick.
It took only four deep, long thrusts for Megumi to scream.
Jesus fuck.
Wet walls clamped on him like a vise. Grabbing the back of his neck, he kept Megumi in place, grinding and feeling how hot slick poured onto his balls and thighs. Tight cunt practically strangled his cock inside and quivered eagerly. Sweat broke on Sukuna's skin as he grunted, letting Megumi ride out his orgasm as the man was clawing at Yuuji's thighs. The pulsing sensation didn't let up as he trembled with long sobs, and Sukuna would've felt bad, but instead, he smacked his pale ass, grinning when it elicited a high keen from Megumi.
His stubborn boyfriend came again: his poor pussy almost squeezed an orgasm out of Sukuna, letting out squirts of slick, but the man held off, enjoying the needy shake of lean thighs against his.
It was hot.
The way a pale body trembled at his will.
When soft licks laved his balls, sparks flew in his vision. Yuuji moaned under them, his hands coming up to press Sukuna even deeper into Megumi, who couldn't even move anymore. He slumped face down, ass up, and Sukuna finally had mercy, pulling out with a hiss. Megumi couldn't stand on his own, flopping to the side and moaning from aftershocks. His pussy was gaping, wet, and sloppy, and Sukuna patted his thigh in silent praise.
Finally yanking the muzzle off, he moved his jaws, rubbing his chin and cheeks. The thing damn near cut off all blood circulation in his face the way he felt numb. His eyes trailed at Megumi's body, then to Yuuji's face, who heaved alongside him.
A maniac grin stretched Sukuna's lips, and he grabbed the pink-haired man by the ankle, tugging him closer.
"It's your turn, sweetheart."
"Oh, fuck."
Sukuna snickered at the defeated mewl, sliding between strong thighs. His cock slipped through the wet mess of Yuuji's pussy, and he pulled his legs on his waist, pushing in.
"Oh, fuck... Yes!" Yuuji shivered, canting his hips up and urging Sukuna to move. His face was wet and pink, and Sukuna licked his chin, humming at the tangy taste of Megumi. Eager mouth opened readily, and he moaned, feeling how Yuuji squealed when his cock bullied its way in.
His eyes, wild and hazy with arousal, got teary, and he sniffled, clenching tighter and sending shivers down Sukuna's back.
"You feel so g-good, Suku," he moaned, biting his lips, and his nails dug into Sukuna's back. "Kinda missed you—Mm!"
"Gonna come for me, baby?" He cooed, strangely missing Yuuji's sweet kisses on his face. Picking up his pace, he fucked him with deep, hard thrusts, making Yuuji keen into their kisses. Wet noises of their skin slapping rang in his ears, and heat was slowly pooling in his guts, threatening with orgasm. Yuuji moaned at a particularly deep thrust and nuzzled up to him, kissing his cheek.
"Mhm," he cupped his face, smooching Sukuna's chin loudly in affection. "Yeah, yes, I wanna come—Wanna feel you inside..."
"Should've just let me fuck you in the first place," Sukuna drawled, satisfied at how Yuuji swirled his hips needily, trying to match his pace. Squelching, absolutely filthy noises of his pussy were obscene, and he was ready to add to the sloppy mess between his legs.
"Mm! Yes, fuck—You feel so good, Suku—" Yuuji panted, rolling his hips. Sukuna watched his eyes roll to the back of his head and leaned in to bite his throat softly, knowing how it got Yuuji all needy. An immediate clench on his cock made him groan, and he grabbed his thigh, pushing in at another angle.
"Fu-fuck! Yes! Oh my god, yes!"
"C'mon, baby," Sukuna grunted, shoving away his orgasm and wanting to feel that sweet quiver of Yuuji's hole around his cock. "C'mon, work that pussy for me."
Yuuji bubbled helplessly, clawing at him, when Megumi rolled over closer to them. He kissed Yuuji, murmuring sweet nothings with his hand sneaking to his plump chest. Pinching his nipples, he made him squirm and tighten up. Sukuna moaned at the sight of them making out and sped up, now pounding Yuuji. His arms were shaking from exertion, but he pushed through. He saw how Megumi's hand snaked lower, squeezing between them to pet Yuuji's pussy. A tight clench on his dick made Sukuna's vision swim, and suddenly they were both coming.
Yuuji's loud whine was muffled in a deep kiss as his pelvis shook against Sukuna, jerking as squirts of liquid erupted onto both of them. His hands scratched on Sukuna's forearms while he shivered, sobbing in pleasure. For Sukuna, it was almost painful to come, as his whole body locked up, making him grunt and hiss. He felt how his cock throbbed inside and pulsed with thick ropes of cum, and his limbs went numb.
Damn.
Rolling to the side, he took mewling Yuuji with him, knowing that he didn't like it when Sukuna pulled out too early. His boyfriend nuzzled into his chest cutely and sagged on top of him, tired and sweaty. Catching movement from the side, Sukuna saw Megumi shuffle closer. His long fingers tangled in Yuuji's hair, scratching his scalp and making him purr and doze off. Green eyes were droopy with contentment, and Sukuna chuckled, turning to him.
"See? It's better when I'm involved, ain't it?"
"...fuck you," Megumi scoffed, but despite a scowl on his face, he pressed up against him. He took Sukuna's wrist and unlocked the cuff, rubbing reddened skin softly. "How the fuck did you break these?"
Sukuna grinned, reaching to kiss him. "I go to the gym three times a week for a reason, Megs. Besides," he let Megumi unlock the other cuff and brought him even closer, enjoying the body warmth, even if they were sweaty and gross. "You two looked too good not to try."
He sneaked his hand down the lean back and cupped a handful of Megumi's ass, grinning and squeezing possessively.
"That was sexy." He kissed his blushing cheek. "I won't mind a repeat, but with you two cuffed up."
"Fuck you." Megumi rolled his eyes, pushing his sweaty bangs away.
But Sukuna didn't miss a small curl of his lips.
He snickered, wiggling his eyebrows. "Any day, any time, baby."