sweet filthy boys ♡ྀི isagi yoichi ‘n hiori yo
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ in which, you promised your best friends ichi ‘n yocchan any reward they wanted if they won their match. you just didn’t expect them to want this type of reward.
ׂ╰┈➤ threesome, eiffel tower (lol), p in v, lowkey a lil dumbification, oral (m!receiving), isagi n hiori being devious, dacryphilia, breeding (if u squint :3), uni boys hiori n isagi, wc : 2.5k
you don’t even remember how you’d ended up in this position — isagi’s cock buried into your dripping cunt, and hiori’s tip hitting the back of your throat.
all you knew was that you’d promised your two best friends any reward they wanted if they won their match. and fuck, they had. three goals from isagi, all assisted by hiori.
so now here you were. stuffed full of cock from your two best friends.
“fuck, you’re squeezing, baby.” isagi’s voice dragged you out of your fucked out trance, as you blinked back to reality. with a gasp for air, your lips pulled away from hiori’s pale dick, a string of fluid connecting your lips to his pretty pink leaking tip.
you could hardly even think with isagi’s thick cock nestled within your pussy like it belonged there — his hands gripping the fat of your ass as he caught his breath and slowed his mean thrusts to a slow drag through your walls.
his head fell back as he groaned. “pussy’s straight from heaven.”
you could only whimper as you struggled to hold yourself up on your hands and knees, your fingers fisting in the sheets beneath you.
it was too much. too fucking much for your poor body to handle. each of isagi’s thrusts of his cock sent bliss straight to your head, weakening your body and leaving you succumbing to pleasure. that, and hiori’s pretty cock bullying it’s way into your throat.
hiori’s slender pale fingers made their way under your chin to cup your jaw — forcing your head up to meet his devastating cyan eyes. and it was filthy. it was absolutely fucking filthy the way he looked at you. gone was the kind and pretty boy you knew, replaced with the cruel and gorgeous man in front of you.
“shit, look at you, y/n.” he said, such twisted fascination in his voice. he looked down at you, your glossy lips just inches from his needy dick, your hair a messy halo around your head and face, and of course — your teary eyes and lashes gazing up at him with desperate need and hazy bliss.
your eyes fluttered shut as a moan left your lips, isagi groaning as he picked up his pace and dug his fingers into the plush of your ass. the sound of skin slapping against skin, and the sounds of your sopping cunt were all you could hear — and all you could feel was isagi’s dick stretching you out and dragging against that sweet spongey spot deep inside you.
you managed to open your eyes through your wrecked haze, you felt hiori’s thumb brush over your swollen pink lips, gathering the glossy fluid on your lips. it was fucked up — the way he looked at you. he was one of your best friends, yet the way he looked down at you was downright sickening. a sweet, vicious, twisted, awed lovesick look in his eyes as he looked down at you.
his lips parted as his thumb tugged at your lower lip, and you swore he looked as if a low moan was caught in his throat at the sight of you. then he pressed the pad of his thumb to your lips, and you swore your body weakened with sheer bliss as isagi thrusted into you. it was so pathetic, so incredibly pathetic the way you needily licked at his thumb, savouring the taste of saliva and precum on your tongue.
hiori’s messy and gorgeous cyan hair nearly covered his eyes, an angel fallen so far from heaven, eyes that were full of filth, fascination and lust. he truly was beautiful, all angelic features, pretty eyes, soft lips and perfectly sculpted body — an imitation of an angel. this boy was nothing holy.
then he spoke, his sweet and cute kansai accent ever so filthy. “god, you’re so fuckin’ gorgeous.”
his praise went straight to your head, and fuck if it weren’t for isagi holding your hips up and hiori holding your head up, you could have collapsed. but they held you up, and your only sign of weakness was a small whimper that left your lips.
“isagi, look at ‘er.” hiori murmured, sounding so far away — so lost in whatever fantasy that had come to life before his eyes. then you felt him direct your head to look back at isagi, his grip on your jaw strong, and you? hell, you had never looked so ethereal.
through lowered lashes, you met isagi’s sapphire eyes, and you watched him melt. he remained buried deep inside you, pausing his movements, his grip softening on you as he inhaled your beauty.
sweat matted his dark hair to his forehead, making it hang in his eyes perfectly, and his body glistened in the dim light with a faint sheen of sweat. he’d never looked prettier. especially not with his lips parted in awe and his eyes fixated on you like you were the only thing in the world.
“beautiful.” he murmured.
it was stupid, but you felt your face flush pink. fuck, he was inside you and hiori was just fucking your throat — but this was an intimacy you couldn’t quite handle.
isagi’s large calloused hands ran over the plush of your ass, kneading the soft flesh and watching you catch your breath, your eyes fluttering shut in hiori’s touch. your whole body trembled as your walls tightened and clamped down on isagi’s dick. you couldn’t help it even if you tried.
“talk to me, princess.” he said, his hands running over your hips and landing on your waist soothingly. “c’mon, use your words.”
your mind was a haze. a fog of need, desire, bliss, and lust. you could hardly think. you could hardly breathe. you could hardly feel anything besides the overwhelming pleasure of isagi’s pretty cock enveloped by your walls and both of their possessive and needy touches. your two best friends were fucking you senseless, and all you could think about was how you needed more. the words tumbled clumsily out of your puffy pink glossed lips. “wanna cum, ichi.”
“wanna cum?” isagi’s voice was so soft, so sweet, mocking sympathy for your poor blissed-out state. his hands slid down your waist and over your hips, his fingers finding the soft plush of your ass. “sweet girl’s so needy.” your walls clamped needily around isagi’s cock at his words. you wanted to look away from him as your cheeks flushed, but hiori kept your face in place. “you wanna cum around my dick, yeah?” it was so fucking wrong for your cute and kind best friend to talk to you like this — like you were some sweet dumb doll made for him to fuck and fill. but fuck, you only got wetter. “wanna get fucked and filled? it’ll feel good, i promise.”
your eyes fell shut, as your lower abdomen exploded with butterflies at his words. “mhm.”
he squeezed your ass, pulling his dick out of your sticky cunt. “fuck, you might just ruin me.” he finally acknowledged hiori once again, nodding to him with a dazed grin. “take care of her, hiori.”
isagi set a cruel pace, stealing the breath from your lungs and sending you straight back into a wrecked mess of teary eyes and sweet moans.
hiori moved your head to face his obscenely long and pretty cock, leaking and twitching with need. he looked down at your teary eyed face with something close to contempt. no, not entirely quite right. there was fascination and pride in his gaze. his filthy pretty girl was taking two cocks so well with only a couple tears.
“open your mouth.” he said, his hand going to his dick and wrapping around the base before stroking languidly along the length. you listened to him, as if you really were some sweet dumb doll, your lips kissing his wet tip before taking him into your mouth. the rock of isagi’s hips forced your mouth on him, and your head to move up and down, your tongue swirling around the salty liquid of his tip.
“thaaaat’s it.” hiori groaned, tilting his head back as his hand threaded into your hair and gathered it in a ponytail. and oh god, when he moaned — you swore you went to heaven and back. you’d never heard a prettier sound.
you moaned around his length as pleasure filled every inch of your body with an intense buzz. it was so consuming. the sound of skin slapping against skin, the pounding of isagi’s dick into your sopping cunt, the taste and push of hiori’s cock in your mouth, your hair getting tugged, your hips getting grabbed, and hiori and isagi’s moans and groans in your ears. you had never been fucked like this before. like they were aiming to rip something from you and force something inside you all at once. a delicious push and pull of pleasure — testing your body’s limits and boundaries. isagi and hiori fucked you with a purpose to make their mark.
“feels good, yeah?” hiori’s voice pulled you out of your daze. you’d never heard him sound so cocky. he looked down at you, his cruel and perfect lips curling into the prettiest smirk. “yeah, so fuckin’ good.”
you moaned softly around his cock in response as you took him deeper into your mouth, your fingers fisting in the sheets as your body began to tremble. isagi stretched you out and bullied into your puffy pussy, hitting your sweet spot over and over and over again.
“fuck, we should’ve done this sooner.” isagi tipped his head back for a moment before digging his nails into the softness of your hips, slamming his hips harder into yours — his tip just kissing your cervix.
your body thrummed with ecstasy, leaving your whole entire being a mess of unadulterated desire and craving. the sweet high-pitched sounds that left your mouth vibrated around hiori’s dick, sending the cyan-haired boy groaning and gripping your hair harder.
“isn’t that right, princess?” isagi’s voice was ragged with want. he fucked into your pussy like he’d been given heaven, and was afraid he’d never taste it again. he fucked you like he was trying to imprint the feeling of your gummy walls around his cock for the remainder of his existence. “does my sweet girl like getting fucked dumb on her best friends’ cocks?”
you couldn’t respond. you couldn’t think. you couldn’t breathe. nothing but the obscene sounds coming from your lips could be formed.
“too fucked out to talk, pretty?” hiori’s voice was so sweet, such a contrast from the way he was pushing his cock into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and savouring the sounds of your gags and moans.
his other hand lifted to cup your face, your eyes meeting his as you took his cock into your mouth like you were made for him. and fuck, hiori didn’t believe what he was seeing. your pretty eyes filled with tears, and drool slipping from your swollen lips so perfectly. to hiori, you’d never looked more dream-like. the girl from his wildest dreams and fantasies right in front of him.
“got the prettiest girl in the world chokin’ on my dick.” he said, his words so soft, so full of pride — proud of you. his pretty girl.
you hadn’t even realized the hot tears that had fallen down your cheeks until hiori was swiping them away with his thumb. he looked down at you like he needed to consume you and be consumed by you. “wanna see these bruises later. wanna see how my dick destroyed this pretty mouth.”
isagi groaned as your walls clamped tightly around his dick, his head falling back. “she’s gonna cum.”
hiori gazed down at you, your teary face cupped in his hand with as much of his dick in your mouth that you could fit, a sadistic glint in his eyes and a cocky look on his face. “yeah? shit, keep suckin’, pretty. so fuckin’ good.”
“fuck, that’s it.” isagi’s words nearly tipped you over the edge. his words were breathless as he thrusted into you so quickly, the obscene sounds of your cunt filling the room. “soccer hasn’t got shit on this sweet pussy. ”
“wanna cum, ichi!” he mocked your words from earlier, a grin flashing across his soft lips as he and hiori exchanged matching cocky looks. you were their best friend, and they cared for you deeply — more than anything, but that would never stop them from teasing you. even like this.
hiori’s grip on your hair grew tighter as he thrusted into your mouth, his moans growing higher and softer in pitch.
isagi’s fingers tightened on your body as short and sweet moans tumbled from his lips. he fucked into you desperately, and god, you could feel the bliss coiling so tightly inside you — a cord waiting to snap and burst.
then he spoke again. “fucking do it then, y/n. cum on my cock like the sweet needy girl you are.”
that was all it took. with a high-pitched whine, your body trembled and fell apart as the cord finally snapped, ecstasy bursting through your entire being.
with a moan, hiori had pulled out of your bruised throat to let you breathe for once, white hot cum spilling from his pretty pink tip and onto your tongue.
isagi’s voice sounded almost like a whine as he used the last of his strength to hold your hips up against his, filling you up with his warmth, soft gasps escaping his lips as your cunt clamped tightly around his cock.
there were a couple moments of silence. where the only sounds in the room were of the three of you catching your breaths. the feeling of isagi’s cum slowly dripping from your cunt and the taste of hiori’s cum made your head spin as your mind slowly began to defog. you just got fucked by your two best friends.
then hiori dropped down to your level, his cyan eyes wide and wild with adoration, pride and infatuation. only then had you realized that your hair had been released, when he cupped your face with both his hands and kissed you.
you melted into the kiss, your trembling limbs being soothed as isagi’s warm hands ran over your thighs, ass, hips, waist and abdomen soothingly.
kissing hiori felt good. it felt right.
being with isagi and hiori felt good. more than anything it felt perfect.
hiori pulled away from your soft lips, his own soft mouth having a matching glossy sheen. he wiped your remaining tears away and you couldn’t help but lean into his soft touch. your sweet pretty boy best friend hiori was back. “my perfect pretty girl. did so fuckin’ good for us, pretty. so proud of you.”
then you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and a calloused hand wrap gently around your throat, pulling your body up and flush against a warm muscled body you had come to know so well. isagi placed a tender kiss behind your ear, his breath shaky. “you really are the sweetest girl.”
who would have thought such sweet boys could be so filthy?
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