Initiation
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After months of training for the Black Dragon you had one final task to complete. It was something that you definitely weren’t expecting, but you were determined to do whatever it takes to finally be accepted.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Not really any? Just lots and lots of smutty smut goodness since this IS a threesome fic. And probably spelling mistakes.
[Kabal x F!Reader x Erron Black] 18+
To say the last month or so of working with the Black Dragon is a rollercoaster was an understatement. The physical work wasn’t that difficult, so to say, but dealing with other mercenaries (especially Kano) and their constant mood swings and shifting behaviour was becoming pretty overwhelming. You had one last mission with one of the higher ups of his choosing and then you were official.
You couldn’t wait to get it over and done with.
After one of Kano’s boring meetings everyone usually liked to hang out downstairs in the fight club. You’ve been there once or twice to hang out with the other female recruits but never actually tried to chat with the boss and his “closer” friends unless they approached you first. Just thinking of what your final test could be was driving you insane and just maybe, one of them would let you in on what it was.
After a few drinks you decided that tonight was the time to do just that. You finished the last of your drink and headed over towards the pool tables where Kano, Erron, Kabal, and a few other high ranked members were hanging out. They all took notice of you right away and it made you feel a bit uneasy. They were intimidating. And luckily the liquid courage you had was helping you push that inner anxiety aside.
To the left of Kano was Erron Black. He was often a quiet man, minding his own business and very charming with the ladies. Sometimes he did save your ass from getting into shit and you were very grateful for him, but other than that you didn’t know much else about the cowboy. You always trusted him and you weren’t sure why.
Then there was the other mercenary, Kabal. You heard stories about him and what he’s done that would make a normal person’s stomach turn. You haven’t witnessed any of it and you hoped you didn’t have to if the rumours of how he’s killed people were true. Other than a nod or a simple “hello” as you passed each other in the hallways of the bunker, nothing else was spoken between the two of you.
“Ahh if it isn’t my newest beauty! Come, come.. Have a seat,” Kano beamed as he drunkenly pulled an extra chair up to the table. “I was just telling the boys about you. Very talented in fucking with people’s heads, you are. I think you’re gonna do good here with the Black Dragon.”
You couldn’t even begin to imagine what he was saying about you and you didn’t want to know. It was no secret that a few of the members wanted a chance with you (thanks to the little girl’s room gossip) but you never gave it up for any of them and you planned to keep it that way.
You sat down next to Kabal and he didn’t move an inch as the others greeted you. A blank expression was shown across his face as he watched the fight going on with a drink in his hand. It was a little off putting but then again everyone was celebrating after a very successful mission so maybe he was still focused on that.
“Alright darling, I know we’re supposed to be relaxing an’ all but I’m feeling like a nice guy and I’ll let you in early on what the last test will be before I can let ya join.” Kano poured you a drink and placed it down in front of you before continuing on. You didn’t know what it was but you wanted to be polite and accepted. It was nasty as hell.
“Tomorrow evening you’re to go to the outskirts of that fucking weird forest to meet with one of these cunts,” Kano slurred as he nodded towards Erron and Kabal. Erron smirked as he smacked Kano’s shoulder. “Is that any way to be talking to a young lady?” He chimed in with his smooth, southern drawl. Kano rolled his eyes.
“How about you fuck off, Woody,” Kano snapped, “Just because one of ya is gonna be deep in her guts tomorrow night it doesn’t mean you can start acting like Superman now, does it?” Erron chuckled at his response and Kabal frowned, but continued staring straight forward at the ongoing death match.
You almost choked on your drink but continued to listen to him as you had to stop yourself from protesting. You hoped he was joking but didn’t want to question him or even dare interrupting what he had to say before he finished. You felt Kabal shift in his seat a bit as he poured himself another drink.
“Anyway,” Kano continued on, “I’ll send ya the exact location of where you need to be. That’s all I’m saying for now but I’m sure it’s nothing you can’t already handle.” Was he being serious right now?
“Wait,” you paused as you leaned forward. “What do you mean, in my guts? What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Kano laughed and Kabal shook his head. You couldn’t help but notice just how annoyed he was with the boss already.
Kano cleared his throat as his eyes shifted between the two men. “I’m just teasing, darling, just a crude joke is all. Now if you’ll all excuse me, I’m gonna go see why the fuck nobody has died in that damn cage yet.” And with that he walked away yelling some nonsense at one of the bouncers. You tapped on the glass nervously and looked toward Erron.
“You know how he can be, Sugar,” Erron rubbed your back reassuringly. “I’ll take care of you. Like I always do.”
As much as you respected him you couldn’t help but feel knots begin twisting in your stomach. You never once thought about sleeping with anyone from this place, much less Erron or Kabal for that matter. They were both very handsome men, yes, but it still stands— you weren’t required to do THAT here, right?
“He’s just being a damn drunk,” Kabal scowled as he joined in on the conversation. He finished the last of his drink and pushed the empty glass away. “You should go to sleep. We got a lot to do tomorrow.” He got up from his chair and walked away, leaving you and Erron to yourselves.
Something about the way Kabal was acting seemed a little off but you pushed that thought aside, choosing to try to enjoy your down time while you can. If this last mission was anything like the others, you were going to need to mentally prepare for whatever was about to come.
•••
It was 7pm the next day and you were more nervous than usual. In less than half an hour you were to meet with either Erron or Kabal at the location you were given and it was dark. The file specifically read that you were to arrive unarmed as it was an interrogation and one of the men would draw their weapons if need be so you assumed it was probably another Red Dragon member. You were also given instructions not to question either of them as this was a test.
Footsteps were heard a short distance away and you sighed with relief. You hated the dark and hoped it was Erron that would show as you knew him much better than everyone else. You sat up to gather your reports and realized it wasn’t Erron at all.
Kabal. Shit.
“Alright, let’s go,” he commanded. The usual frown was plastered across his face. God, why was he so intimidating?
You had never in your life known such a mysterious but powerful man. He didn’t simply just walk, he strode. And he carried himself as confident wherever he went and everyone went out of their way to avoid him unless they were forced to speak to him per Kano’s orders. You tried your best to keep up with him in the darkness until he slowed down to glance at his GPS.
“Kabal?” You finally spoke, and maybe you shouldn’t have. “Where are we going?”
Big mistake.
The mercenary came to a full stop and you almost ran into him. He took the opportunity to grasp your upper arm and pull you against the fullness of his body. You were riddled with anticipation and fear. He never did this with you let alone ever touched you and you quickly regretted saying anything.
“You know better than to question me, don’t you?” His expression remained hard and your face flushed with embarrassment as you nodded. With a flicker of warning in his eyes he released you— continuing on with those unyielding strides, not bothering to look back to confirm that you would follow.
“This is it,” Kabal finally spoke. You both reached a small pathway at the bottom of a hill that led into a thicker area of the forest. You hurried after him as he suddenly disappeared and you cursed yourself for letting him get so far ahead. At the edge of the trees it was much darker than you anticipated and you hated that it was one of your biggest fears.
As your eyes adjusted to the low light, you saw the outline of a small cabin nestled in the center of the forest. That must be where the interrogation would be taking place as a very dim light was shown through one of the dirt covered windows. You approached the door timidly but it was already cracked open so you cautiously entered. You pushed the door open a bit wider and the smell of damp wood and moss instantly hit your senses. No one seemed to be in here. It was empty.
Before you could turn around to leave the creaky structure Kabal launched himself at you from the darkness, pinning your body against the wall as he slammed the door shut with one of his hooks words. You struggled to catch your breath as he held one of his hands wrapped around your throat. You were visibly trembling not only from your fear of the dark but your fear of him as well.
“Why did you keep me waiting?” He asked. His question was more of a harsh whisper against your ear as he placed his knee between your shaking legs. He tilted his head back to stare straight into your eyes as he waited for an answer, tightening his grip on your throat as he held a hook sword with his other hand.
This was the test. There was no one for you to interrogate, but instead you were the one to be questioned. You did not expect this at all and you weren’t sure how to react or respond. Kabal shifted his knee a bit higher and you weren’t sure if it was intentional, but he was pressing right up against your sex.
Of course, in some fucked up way your body began to betray you and you couldn’t believe you were getting turned on by everything that was happening. Kabal was so close to you that the familiar sensations were shooting down right to your inner core. You felt yourself becoming limp against him as he quickly caught you, keeping you from falling into the ground.
You willed yourself back to consciousness as the mercenary carried you over to a nearby table and tossed you down. You didn’t dare say anything else as you quietly waited for him to continue with what you were meant to do, whatever that may be. Your thoughts from last night and how Kano “jokingly” suggested you fuck one of them came flooding back as you watched Kabal’s movements across the dark room.
You were mortified, but excited at the mere thought of it. But you knew that’s not what you were here for. That would just be plain ridiculous. You expected to be tortured either physically or mentally instead as that made much more sense since this was the final test after all. It was the Black Dragon. This is what they do.
Kabal slammed his hook swords on both sides of you onto the table as he shoved your back down against the wood in one swift movement. He came closer, straddling himself in between your legs and his lips just barely touching the exposed flesh of your neck once again before he spoke.
“Had this been a real mission and you showed up late, I would have to do something very, very bad,” the mercenary darkly groaned. “You know that right?”
A small whimper escaped your lips and you thrust your hips up against him. Oh god. You didn’t mean to do that at all! Damn this man for suddenly making you feel a certain type of way. Not once have you ever thought about Kabal in a sexual manner and how quickly did that end up changing.
And luckily for you, he met with your hips as he returned the same gesture. Grinding down into you as he held your wrists up above your head. “Now,” he murmured into the nape of your neck, “just how should I punish you for not obeying the rules? I’m sure you read the file…”
You did. Many, many times. Fuck.
“No questions asked. You failed. So what do we do with you?”
You were startled but remained unharmed before Kabal grazed his teeth from your collarbone to the edge of your exposed shoulder— not noticing until now that he had somewhat removed most of your top. His speed always fascinated you and you wondered when the hell that even happened.
“Starting the fun without me, are ya?”
You knew who that voice belonged to. Erron Black had been sitting in silence that entire time on a chair in the far corner of the room. His long legs out before him, elbows resting lazily, and his shirt was unbuttoned just a little bit. On every other day he was protective of you, but tonight was different. There was a quiet dominance to him, a calm sort of power that almost matched up to Kabal’s demeanor.
Although you can’t really see the expression on his face you still couldn’t help but blush and look away from him. You feel almost childish being awash in your nerves, especially in a situation that, just up until a few moments ago you were sure you’d be controlling. They have you exactly where they want you and you haven’t said a word yet.
Kabal is the first to break the silence and offer his greetings to the cowboy. There is small talk of what was “planned” and it breaks your current trance. Erron makes his way over to the both of you and reaches his hand out and you take it. You’re confused, but you use this moment to make yourself a little more comfortable by sitting up as you anxiously tug at the fabric of your shirt. They continued chatting in a different language but you knew what was about to happen.
“So Kano wasn’t joking, huh?” You chimed in. This gets ignored by the two men and Kabal turns around to stare at you. You swore those deep, brown eyes can burn right into your very being every time he made eye contact with you.
“Be quiet,” he simply commanded. Remembering about the hook swords that were placed beside you from earlier you quickly obeyed.
You can’t help but notice the sizes and scents as both men hovered over you. Erron’s was a familiar warm smell which was always calming with a hint of leather and aftershave. Kabal’s was more cool and crisp, and you could tell that he spends his money on wearing only the most expensive brands of cologne. He shed his fur coat, tossing it onto a nearby bench as his eyes kept staring into your soul. Erron followed suit with his leather jacket and hat.
Kabal is now at the nape of your neck, exploring his way up your jaw and over to your lips and back down to your neck again. You reach out and place your hand on the small of his back, slightly grasping the thin fabric of the muscle shirt he wore. Erron watches you both for a moment before moving in, his hands slithering up your legs and across your rolling hips to the waistband of your pants.
“Like I said before, sugar, I’ll take care of you.”
Before you had the chance to react to Erron he already slid the rest of your undergarments down to your ankles. He leaned down and his mouth found your already soaked pussy instantly, parting your soft entrance with his firm, hot tongue to lap at you gently. The cowboy takes his time toying your clit with his calloused fingers as he nibbles softly at your inner lips at the same time— sliding his free hand around the curvature of your hips so he can pull you down to further impale you with his tongue.
Kabal lifts his mouth from yours to look down at Erron licking and sucking between your legs. A quiet groan passes his lips before you manage to make the sudden bold move by pulling his head back down to you, guiding his mouth to one of your exposed breasts. Everything felt wonderful and you didn’t want it to stop as you held onto Kabal’s hard biceps and your body started trembling from all the excitement you were experiencing. And to think they were just getting started.
The two men work you like that for a few minutes; Erron taking in the taste of your lower region and thighs while Kabal hungrily sucked back and forth between your breasts and your lower jaw. When they decided to switch places it was a slow, tormenting move. Erron kissed his way up your body to suck your right nipple while Kabal teased and groped at your left, causing your legs to part eagerly but ignoring your body’s pleas as they continued to keep you on edge.
You can’t help but lift your head to watch as they both pleasure you. Kabal tries to be slow about it, using his mouth on your inner thighs and working his way inward, but you wanted him so much that you can’t tolerate the wait. To think that you went from not wanting anything to do with one of the most feared men in the Black Dragon to begging for his touch was something that never in a million years would ever cross your mind.
Any and all sense of danger flew out the window as it was replaced with pure bliss. You found your fingers intertwining through Kabal’s hair and attempted to pull his face down into your dripping wetness. You gasp when he lightly presses his tongue against you, arching your back and curling your hips to deliver your clit up to the tip of his waiting tongue.
“Needy little thing, ain’t she?” Erron chuckled. That deep, accent sent vibrations dancing along your cool skin.
“You keep doing that, baby, and I won’t be so nice for the rest of the night,” he warned. You gulped at the tone of his voice, but complied and still relaxed yourself as Erron was there.
Kabal tongue fucks you like he doesn’t love you, he treats you like a challenge— daring you not to fill his mouth with your juices almost immediately as he continues making eye contact with you. When you feel his face pressing harder into your pussy you can’t help but cry out in pleasure, trying to wiggle away from him but Erron doesn’t help and holds you down in place. He lowers his mouth to your ear as his grip tightens around your upper arms.
“You’re ready to join us, aren’t you, babydoll?”
And fuck, were you ever. You didn’t care about what they were wanting to do to you or what they had planned. You needed more. You craved to be taken by both of these men and you no longer cared that it was in this sketchy location you were currently in. For all you knew they could be planning to have their way and abandon you to fend for yourself and you would thank them for it. You wanted to be used— to be their personal fuck toy and you didn’t want it to stop.
You can only nod as Kabal continued sucking your clit and leaving you breathless and body writhing. Erron pulls away, moving off the table to unbuckle his belt as he lets his jeans and underwear drop down to the ground. Kabal stops before you’re able to cum, causing you to whimper while he shuts you up by kissing you hard. No longer timid (but mindful to the mercenary’s earlier warning) you also match his embrace. You were greedy and wanted to taste more of him, your hands sliding up to cup his cheek as his tongue sneaked past your lips over to your own.
You pull away only to catch your breath and ask why he’s still dressed but Kabal takes possession of your mouth again before he can answer. He somehow manages to get himself out of his clothing anyway while you kiss, and your hands take the opportunity to wander enthusiastically over both him and Erron’s newly barred flesh.
“I’m ready. I need it.”
Your voice is quivering, almost barely audible but you know both of the men heard you. Kabal responds by trading Erron places on the other side of the small table with his cock in his hand as he hovers the tip of it at the entrance of your mouth.
“You first. I want my pretty little slut to get me harder.”
You take Kabal into your mouth so eagerly that you didn’t notice Erron until he thrust himself into you hard. He didn’t even give you the chance to adjust to his size as he buried himself all the way to the hilt. That first stroke was more than you imagined it to be— A sweet mixture of pain, completion and intense pleasure.
His cock fills you tightly with a thickness that presses firmly against your spot as he begins to pick up the pace. Within a few minutes you could already feel yourself building up your own orgasm again. Erron grit his teeth as he promptly threw both your legs over his shoulders, this position now driving himself into you even deeper than he was beforehand. You moaned onto Kabal’s cock as he wrapped his fingers in your hair. Erron was so big.
“You’re so fucking tight, darlin’, my god..” Erron groaned as he had to stop himself after a few minutes, pulling himself out since he didn’t wanna finish early. You cried out as you were so close to finally cumming but they didn’t give you a chance to react. Your desperate mews earned a derisive little laugh from Kabal as he pulled your hair back, yanking your mouth free from his member for a moment before forcing you to look up at him.
“Are you ready to be made ours?” Kabal asked. He switched places with Erron as he had his hand on his cock, stroking lightly as he teased you with the tip at your entrance.
“If you wanna join the Black Dragon, your job is to be our personal toy. Your cunt belongs to us and only us. Wherever and whenever we want.”
Kabal flipped you over onto your knees and you braced yourself against the rough wood. You took the opportunity to spread your legs and arch your back more, urging them to keep going as you can hear both men’s grunts of approval. Your mouth was filled again but this time with Erron’s cock and Kabal thrust his hips toward. He positioned the head of his cock just right outside of your opening.
“Mine,” was his simple declaration. He plunged himself inside of you with a furious, uncontrollable need. Kabal was pounding you with hard, fast strokes while he dug his fingernails into your hips. You were sure that would break skin and most likely leave a few marks but you didn’t care.
The sound that left your throat from his sudden intrusion vibrated around Erron and he couldn’t help but buck his hips hard, the thickness of his throbbing cock hit your gag reflex which only had you gushing more. This man was someone that made sure you were alright at all times and here he was, face fucking you with just as much force as Kabal was. You cried out your pleasure with wordless moans to urge them to keep going.
“This.. f-feels so.. perfect.” Your first attempt to say anything is in vain, but Erron simply chuckles at the way you stutter before tightening his grip in your hair, ordering you to speak again.
“Louder! So we can hear you,” he barked.
“Erron..! Fuck.. I’m yours, a-all yours.. for you and.. Kabal to use me..!”
Your muffled voice is almost a yell but he shoves his cock back into your mouth again and Kabal responds with an acknowledging grind, pressing deeper into you with a smirk followed by another small laugh from Erron. Both men show no signs of easing up or slowing down while they enjoy the sight of you being fucked from both ends.
The cowboy stiffens more in your mouth with each rumbling purr, his growing girth urging you to keep sucking harder as you reach up, wrapping your hand around his member— twisting your wrist while using your tongue and soft lips to tease the head at the same time. His hips are now bucking faster and you could feel that he’s almost ready to cum.
Kabal was getting close as well and you couldn’t wait to be filled by both men. You were on the brink of climax but wanted to wait to cum at the same time as them (but also secretly hoped that being dominated by them would never end). Kabal must have picked up on this and adjusted his position. He was now fucking you at a different angle and slamming against your g-spot, forcing you to pull your mouth away from Erron as you scream out loud in ecstasy.
“You’re so beautiful like this, darlin’,'' Erron draws in his breath, twirling your hair around his fingers and grazing your cheek tenderly before he grabs your chin to lift up your face to meet with his. His kiss is sweet and you continue stroking his cock faster now that your mouth is preoccupied with his own.
Your body now shaking, you cannot hold back any longer as Kabal’s hands wrap firmly around your throat. Both of the mercenary’s animalistic groans along with your screams of pleasure fill the empty room as your walls flutter around Kabal’s cock. Erron seemed that he couldn’t wait either and swiftly shoved himself into your mouth once again, earning a lengthy orgasm from him as finally released sweet, ropes of cum down your throat.
With one final hard thrust, Kabal also let go deep inside of you as he leaned down and sunk his teeth into your shoulder. Everything felt so good. Not realizing that you collapsed down onto the table after cumming a second time until they gently picked you up to lay you down on your back. Kabal chuckled as did Erron, while gently stroking your hair as you all attempted to catch your breath.
“Well, welcome to the Black Dragon, I guess,” Kabal breathed out. You couldn’t help but laugh at how nonchalant he sounded.
You propped yourself up onto your elbows as the two men got dressed. Erron handed you your clothing and you side eyed both of the men. You must have been at this for a long time as the sun was now peeking through the rooftop of the abandoned cabin.
“Do I really have to be like, you know, your personal sex slave or something? That’s what you said right?”
“Nah, that was just said in the moment,” Kabal replied. Now that everyone was fully dressed he extended his hand to help you off of the table. Your legs felt like jelly, and a nice, long bath was definitely needed after this. “Unless you wanna be.”
Erron sighed as he looked over your body to make sure that you were okay. It was a little strange fucking someone that you considered more of a friend but it was still very much enjoyable. You’d do it all again in a heartbeat if it was offered. No questions asked.
“Hey, if you guys are offering,” you teased. “I’ll gladly accept.”
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