Lesson for the Law
Qifrey x Easthies x Olruggio
Synopsis: Qifrey is just so done with Easthies' little stuck-up attitude, and Olruggio is there to keep his friend from actively murdering a Knights Moralis squad captain.
"Screw you!"
"Shut up."
"Untie me this instan-"
A loud slap echoed throughout the room, and somewhere near the bed, Olruggio sat on a chair and winced at the sound, before schooling his expression. It was an odd predicament, sure. But someone had to play the referee, or else the two on the bed would end up murdering each other. Speaking of which, on the bed, Easthies was tied down to the bed-posts, and Qifrey was straddling his waist, hovering over him as the two grown men argued.
"Did you just slap me?"
"And I will do it again."
"How dare you?!"
Olruggio wondered how he ended up here, and then he remembered the events from earlier that day. The pair had bumped into the Knights Moralis earlier that day, and a little chat between Qifrey and Easthies ended up escalating a little too much and too fast, and turned into this situation. The mere thought of the events that were unfolding gave Olruggio a headache because, for some reason, Qifrey always lost his patience when it came to Easthies.
Olruggio was brought out of his thoughts when another sharp slap resounded throughout the room, and he cringed at that before relaxing in his position, thinking to himself, 'That must've stung...'. Now, in truth, he was supposed to mediate for Qifrey and Easthies, but the way they quickly turned the atmosphere downright electric left a bad taste on his tongue, and he simply could not leave the pair of men to their own devices.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Look at you, aren't you a Knight's Moralis captain? Talking about killing me like a criminal."
Sadly, Olruggio's role of a mediator quickly dissolved into that of a lazy security guard as he only sat there and watched his beloved friend tie their acquaintance down, and... the word Olruggio wants to use is 'abused', but he knew Easthies was more than capable of cornering Qifrey if he wanted to, which only meant that he was enjoying whatever Qifrey was inflicting upon him.
"Get off of me, you insolent-" Another slap landed across Easthies' face, and the force had his head turned to the side, giving him a view of Olruggio, who sighed loudly and looked at Qifrey. "The way yer goin' at 'im, he's goin' to end up hurtin'." Qifrey didn't look at Olruggio; his gaze was laser-focused on the man lying underneath him. "Qifrey." The mentioned man finally looked up to be met with a disappointed Olruggio.
"Are you even listenin' to me?"
"I'm afraid I wasn't."
"Tell him to get off of me," Easthies said, looking towards Olruggio a little urgently, but was ignored by the both of them.
"Well, I can see why. Ya' look like yer about to murder the guy."
"No, I wasn't."
Olruggio glared at Qifrey, and Qifrey returned the glare with a frown. Olruggio squinted his eyes at him. "Why are ya' even pissed off at 'im, anyways? Weren't ya' two jus' talkin' all nice and well?"
"Get off of m-"
"Well, he keeps talking about no exceptions and whatnots. He's like a broken record, playing the same tune over and over again."
"Doesn't mean that ya'll be so harsh on him."
"UNTIE ME-"
"SHUT UP!" "SHUT UP!" Both Qifrey and Olruggio looked at Easthies and said the words at the same time, effectively catching him off-guard enough to shush him for a moment, but then he perked up again.
"If you two are going to talk, then untie me and keep talking! I don't want to be here like this!" Easthies said, squirming under Qifrey. Qifrey put his weight down on Easthies even more than he already was to trap him, and then looked back at Olruggio. "He's acting like a 'brat'. What else do you think I was supposed to do?"
Olruggio sighed with a palm to his forehead, clearly done with the petty bickering. "I'm worried ya'll hurt 'im." Qifrey sighed and relaxed a little, "I won't hurt him." He paused and then looked down at Easthies, who was silent and looked up at him with a scowl on his face. "But, I will teach him a lesson."
"Well, it seems you're in a tough spot because I don't wish to learn anything from you." That earned him silence, and Qifrey and Olruggio shared a look before Olruggio shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Ya' can at least apologize to 'im for being an arse, can't ya'?"
Easthies let out a frustrated noise, looking at Olruggio, he spoke up, "Apologise for what now?! I have done nothing wrong; he's the one always getting in trouble with the brimmed hats and causing trouble!" Qifrey looked at Olruggio a little smugly, like he had proven something, "See what I mean?" Olruggio sighed for the nth time and sat back comfortably on the chair, one leg over the other, elbow against his thigh, and chin propped on his palm as he looked towards the bed.
"Can ya' be at least a little forgivin'?" Qifrey gave him a sweet smile, "No." Olruggio closed his eyes and accepted the fate that is about to unfold, the very same fate Easthies is very, very unaware of. With everything said, Qifrey now turned to look down at Easthies with a very deep and condescending smile, something you'd use to mock. It irked Easthies, and he was about to open his mouth, but Qifrey was faster than him.
Qifrey pressed a rough hand over his mouth to shut him up, "I should let you know, Easthies." He spoke lowly and leaned down closer to his face, "I've been very lenient with you." Qifrey moved to settle on the bed, sitting back on his heels between Easthies' somewhat parted legs that he very eagerly wanted to close.
Qifrey's free hand moved to undo Easthies' overcoat very slowly with nimble fingers. Easthies muffled against Qifrey's hand in protest, "Mhmph!" His protests died down after Qifrey glared at him. Making quick work of the buttons, Qifrey moved his hand down to slip Easthies' undershirt up to his waist and let it bunch up there.
Qifrey moved his hand away from Easthies' mouth and used both hands to plant them on his inner thighs instead to part his legs. Easthies tilted his head back against the pillow and sucked in a shaky breath as he felt Qifrey's hands slowly make their way up along his inner thighs and hold onto his hips, making him squirm. "Let go of me..." Easthies said in a slightly heavy and small voice as his throat started drying up.
Qifrey only smiled down at him, his blue eye bore into Easthies' as he pinched the waist of Easthies' uniform trousers on either side and tugged it up, stressing the fabric over the obvious bulge between his legs, making Easthies squirm. "Are you even aware of how aroused you are, Easthies?" Qifrey said in that teasing tone, and it made Easthies' ears burn hot with embarrassment. He tried to immediately close his legs, but was unable to do so with how Qifrey was sitting between his thighs.
Qifrey let out an airy laugh at how Easthies squirmed underneath him and opted to hold him by the hips to stop him from squirming anymore. Olruggio, who was still sitting in the chair, also found the sigh amusing and chuckled along with Qifrey. "Aww, shy now, are ya'?" Olruggio cooed at him. "It seems he didn't even realize how much he likes this until now," Qifrey said. Both of their condescending words were hitting a nerve with Easthies, and he gritted his teeth and tried to kick Qifrey, "Let go of me!" Qifrey was once again quick enough to catch his ankles and pin them on either side of him on the bed.
"Olly, a little help?" Olruggio stood up without a word, picked up his palm quire and wand to draw another seal to conjure more ropes to bind Easthies' legs to the remaining bed-posts. Easthies let out a frustrated groan as Olruggio started binding his ankles to the bed-posts. "Quite down, ya'll only make it harder fer yerself if ya' keep actin' up." Easthies tugged at the binds but was promptly stopped by Qifrey's hands on his knees. "Told ya' to settle down, didn't I?" Olruggio said, running his fingertips under Easthies' feet warningly. Easthies flinched at that and turned his face away to stare at a wall, refusing to look at either of the two.
Olruggio smirked and leaned against one of the posts, "If ya' weren't throwin' such a hussy fit, this woulda been over a while ago, actually." "I agree." Qifrey added, "But it's a shame, he doesn't want to behave." Easthies felt his ears burn hot again and squeezed his eyes close as if that would get him away from these two menaces in front of him.
Qifrey and Olruggio exchanged looks again and smiled at each other mischievously before Olruggio moved to sit on the edge of the bed beside Easthies and gently grabbed him by the jaw before turning his head to look at him. "Open yer eyes," Easthies complied hesitantly and looked into Olruggio's eyes, "We'll let ya' go if ya' really want us to stop." Easthies stayed silent for a moment before his jaw relaxed in Olruggio's hand, and there was a hint of desire simmering in his ruby irises.
Olruggio smirked, "So yer gonna be good fer us-" "Over my dead body." Easthies cut him off and squirmed in his hold. Olruggio tightened his grip, making Easthies' jaw hurt just a bit, and that made him stop squirming. "Yer one piece o' work, huh? And here I was worried Qifrey's gonna put ya' through the wringer. Maybe I should just let 'im."
On cue, Qifrey's hands moved a little lower on his hips and used both his thumbs to press along the sides of the growing bulge. Easthies felt a shiver run through him at the feeling, breathing stuttering, and Olruggio stared down at him. "I won't yield..." Easthies said in a small whisper, and Olruggio gave his jaw one last firm squeeze before letting go. Just as Easthies thought that Olruggio wouldn't do anything more, he felt Olruggio's middle finger press against his lips.
"Open up." Easthies hesitated for a second and was debating whether to comply or not. But he was left with no choice when Qifrey pressed his nimble thumbs over his bulge so deliciously that it tore a moan out of him, and Olruggio took that as a chance to slip his middle and ring finger into Easthies' mouth, "Ahn-! Agh... mmph!" Easthies wanted to bite down on the intruding digits, but his thoughts were promptly cut off, "If yer thinkin' of bitin' 'em then I suggest ya' don't. It won't end well fer ya'"
Easthies let out a protesting groan around the digits but then gasped when Qifrey's thumbs moved teasingly along his clothed hard-on a little too good. Olruggio eased his digits into Easthies' mouth, "Loosen yer tongue up, it's pressin' too roughly." Easthies obliged hesitantly. Now that Olruggio had room to move his fingers, he lazily toyed with his tongue, and something about the act itself finally cracked Easthies enough to moan freely around Olruggio's fingers.
Both Olruggio and Qifrey looked at Easthies at the rather loud moan he had just let out and exchanged a glance before smiling at each other and glanced back at Easthies. "Are you enjoying this, Easthies?" Qifrey asked in that honey-sweet voice, and Easthies hummed around Olruggio's fingers. "Seems he is. Look at 'im, moanin' away so beautif'ly"
Qifrey undid the knot of Easthies' trousers and tugged the waist of the cloth down enough to reveal his aching length that now lay on his stomach, twitching, reddening tip, and precum beading at the slit. He pressed a thumb down the middle of his testes, which made Easthies twitch his hips just a bit before trying to move away from Qifrey's touch. It didn't work as Qifrey held him down and replaced his thumb to cup him there, toying with the soft tissue.
On the other hand, Olruggio was now gently thrusting his fingers back and forth into Easthies' mouth, easing his throat open. "Suck on 'em properly." Easthies obliged and hollowed out his cheeks before licking the underside of his fingers. He then slurped around the digits while looking into Olruggio's eyes, his own half-lidded and glazed over with a thin layer of moisture and pupils blown out.
Olruggio pulled his fingers out of his mouth and licked them clean, giving Easthies a show before moving his hand to slip under Easthies' undershirt from where the buttons were undone and trailed his fingers over his chest, only to stop at one of his nipples. Easthies shuddered at the touch and let out a shaky breath before biting his lips and turning his head away from Olruggio. Olruggio gave him an amused smile before swiping his calloused thumb over the soft nub, erecting it.
Easthies' toes curled in tension at the feeling, and he huffed as his chest stuttered with each panting breath. To put it frankly, it was too much for Easthies. He didn't indulge in sexual desires; even if he got them, he never gave in. So it was starting to overwhelm him as the two men toyed with him like this. And the worst is that he was starting to enjoy this. He looked down at Qifrey, who teased him with feather-light touch and teased at every bit of skin between his thighs except for his aching length, and it was making Easthies dizzy.
"Touch me properly..." Easthies spoke up in a strained tone. "And he speaks," Olruggio teased him, lightly pinching his nipple under his clothes. Easthies couldn't help the whine that escaped him as he tried to squirm away from the two, but it was in vain as Olruggio pinched harder as a warning. "What was that, Easthies? Speak up," Qifrey said, planting his hands back on Easthies' inner thighs and squeezing the flesh gently.
Easthies bit his lower lip and took a steady breath before looking down again, "I want you to touch me properly." He said a little more loudly and firmly, eyes meeting one another. Qifrey held his gaze with a small smile, one that was a lot more condescending than kind. "What? But I am touching you." That Easthies' lips tremble and brows knit together in a frown. "You have to be more specific, Easthies." Easthies moved his hips to press up more against Qifrey's hold.
"Touch my..." His words trailed off, and he turned his head away. Olruggio watched amused and ran a soothing thumb over where he was pinching Easthies' nub, "Sorry, what was that?" Olruggio asked teasingly, and Qifrey joined him, "Easthies, if you want something, you have to speak up and be specific about it." Easthies looked between the two frustratedly, "Stop trying to make me say the obvio-! Ahhh..." Olruggio cut him short by pinching his nipple once again and twisting it, making him wince. "Watch yer tone. Ya' can yell rudely, but not ask nicely?"
"I told you before, Olly. He's only very talkative but also very determined not to listen." Qifrey said tauntingly. "Hmm, I can see that." Olruggio agreed and let go of the slowly swelling nipple and once again smoothed the pad of his thumb over it. Easthies' breath stuttered before he spoke again with a trembling voice, "Touch me... touch my... I want you to..."
"I almost feel bad," Qifrey said. "Me too," Olruggio added. "I really hate you two..." Easthies said in a grumble, lowly and to himself, but both of them heard. Qifrey pinched at his inner thigh, and Olruggio pinched at his nipple at the same time, making him choke out a gasp and try to squirm away again. "Geez, ya' complain so much," Olruggio said and pinched a little harder, earning a louder, drawn-out whine from Easthies.
"He acts like that, but he's absolutely hard down here. Truly pathetic, really." Qifrey's words went straight to Easthies' neglected arousal, and Qifrey watched as it twitched helplessly on his abdomen. Qifrey sighed disappointedly, "And he has a fetish for insults. Just great. How am I supposed to teach you a lesson now, hmm?"
Olruggio shook his head disappointedly at Easthies as well before moving his hand to the other nipple, now toying with that one instead. That seemed to do something as Olruggio noticed his lips trembling and eyes glossing even more, but he didn't comment on it just yet. A beat of silence later, Easthies spoke up, "I want you to touch me..." He looked at Qifrey, face burning red from sheer embarrassment as he continued, "My... cock..." Easthies swallowed dry and continued again, "I want you to touch my cock..."
Qifrey smiled at him as though he'd finally gotten what he wanted. "There we go, wasn't that hard now, was it, Easthies?" Olruggio pulled his hand away from under Easthies' shirt and softly grabbed his jaw instead, "Say Qifrey, should I reward 'im just a lil' for bein' so brave?" Qifrey faked a thinking expression as if considering, "Hmm, I suppose that's good encouragement. I don't see any harm in it." "Well, then, ya' heard 'im," Olruggio said, pressing his fingertips onto Easthies' cheek before leaning down to press his lips against his.
Easthies' eyes widened for a moment before he gave in to the kiss with a long sigh and relaxed against Olruggio's hold. Olruggio pressed pecked to each of Easthies' lips loudly before tilting his head some more and pressing his lips in a way that easily let him slip his tongue past Easthies' lips. Easthies moaned against Olruggio's mouth at the intrusion, but it was muffled.
Qifrey, on the other hand, wrapped a delicate palm around Easthies' aching length, pressing the pad of his soft thumb against his slit, gathering the precum and smearing it over the tip in slow circles. Easthies couldn't help but moan against Olruggio's mouth. Olruggio eventually pulled away to watch Easthies, and it was a good call because just as he moved away, Easthies squirmed and moaned awfully loudly, breathing erratically and hands tugging at the binds.
"What's the matter, Easthies?" Qifrey asked sweetly as his thumb made a steady line down the underside of Easthies' cock, and the squad captain could only moan in response, "Ahhh..." "I think he's close," Olruggio said, looking over his shoulder to Qifrey, and Qifrey only smiled back at him with a mischievous glint to his eye. Olruggio shook his head and turned back to look down at Easthies, who now had his head tilted back, drool trickling from the corner of his lips and making its way down his jaw.
Olruggio tucked a loose strand of Easthies' hair behind his ear gently before planting one palm on the bed over Easthies while the other returned to slip under his clothes to tease at his now tender nipples. "W-wait- uhnn- 's too much- Ahhh!" Easthies looked down at Qifrey with wide eyes and shook his head. Qifrey tilted his head a little and gave him a look. "First, you want me to touch you, and now you're asking me to stop? Make up your mind, Easthies."
"It's too much!" Easthies said out a bit high-pitched through a shaky voice and kept shaking his head before he tilted it back against the pillow, and Olruggio couldn't help but lean down to kiss along the column of his throat. "F-feels weird, w-wait a momen- uhnnn!" "Relax," Olruggio muttered against his throat, "Aren't ya' close?" Easthies looked down at Olruggio, dazed and nodded, unable to trust his mouth to utter anything but a string of undignified noises.
"Then jus' feel." And with that, Olruggio kissed Easthies again, stifling any complaints that were going to come out of his mouth. Easthies let himself be kissed and returned the kiss as Qifrey worked between his legs to slowly build up the pleasure that was burning low in his belly. Qifrey was enjoying himself, watching Easthies turn into a complete mess. He started a slow pumping motion on his length and slowly stroked Easthies, making sure he felt every drag of skin against skin, and that earned him a loud whine.
Easthies canted his hips towards Qifrey, looking for more friction, but Qifrey pressed his free hand down on Easthies' abdomen and pressed him flat against the bed. Olruggio pulled away from the kiss and trailed kisses along Easthies' jaw and neck. The room filled with Easthies' moans and whines as he tried his best not to make too much noise, but it was a complicated task considering how muddled his head was and how good Qifrey's nimble fingers felt around his aching cock.
"Ahh... haaah....ahhh... haaa..."
As much as the three of them were enjoying this, Qifrey wanted to teach Easthies a lesson. And that's what he is going to do. Just as Easthies was feeling like he was close, Qifrey pulled his hands away from Easthies, entirely retreating. Easthies gasped and choked on his own saliva, body buzzing from the unfinished orgasm. Olruggio also pulled away slowly and ran a hand through Easthies' hair, pushing it all back slowly and soothingly to reveal his shocked face that then turned into a look of frustration.
Easthies tilted his head up to look at Qifrey after gathering his senses, really upset, "Why did you stop?!" Qifrey smiled at him softly, "I told you I'd teach you a lesson, didn't I?" He looked at Olruggio, who looked at him with a sympathetic look and kept caressing his hair, smoothing it back, carding his fingers through his hair. "Aww, you think Olly is going to help you?" Qifrey said with a mocking tone and a coo, having Easthies' attention back on him. "Olly is here to help me. You, on the other hand, are not getting out of this lesson until I'm through with you."
"Forgive me, Easthies," Olruggio said gently, "But Qifrey's made 'is mind up. And it's hard to make 'im change 'is mind when he's set 'is mind to somethin'." Easthies felt his heart drop to his stomach at their words. What are they going to do to him? "Olly, go back to the chair." Olruggio turned to give Qifrey a look while Qifrey got up and sat on the edge of the bed beside Easthies and opposite Olruggio. "Yer gonna scare 'im." Qifrey only smiled at Olruggio.
"He should be scared. He has been underestimating me since forever." Olruggio rolled his eyes at him and looked down at Easthies, who was looking right back at him helplessly. "Tha's no need t' be flayed. He won't hurt ya'." Olruggio told Easthies gently with a smile before giving him one last kiss to ease Easthies before reluctantly moving up to return to sit in the chair. Easthies' gaze followed Olruggio as he felt the looming doom over himself.
On cue, Qifrey placed a gentle palm on top of his chest, and Easthies' breath hitched as he turned to look at Qifrey, "...What are you going to do to me?" Easthies asked dryly, with a frown, clearly unhappy to see Qifrey take over the reins. Qifrey spoke with faux wonder, "Hmm, now what do I do with you? There are a lot of options." Easthies felt Qifrey move his hand down the middle of his torso with a feather-light touch. "I don't want you..." Easthies said through gritted teeth as he looked up at Qifrey again.
"That's a shame," Qifrey started before leaning down enough to plant one side of his face on Easthies' chest so that he could stare at him. Easthies' heartbeat drummed against his ribs, and Qifrey could hear that, "You will just have to bear with me then." Qifrey's arm was out of Easthies' view, but he felt it trail low. He also felt how the thin fingers wrapped around his aching length and stared at Qifrey with wide eyes for a moment before trying to squirm away to avoid his gaze.
Easthies tilted his head back, refusing to look at Qifrey and giving him the pleasure of seeing him come apart like this. Qifrey didn't move from his position as his hand worked on Easthies, fist moving extremely slowly in an up and down motion. The pace was achingly perfect for Easthies; he felt the familiar heat coil once again low in his belly and let out a shaky sigh.
Easthies bit down on his lip hard and whined, trying to move away from Qifrey. He wanted to- no, he needed to cum right now. But not with Qifrey right there, he's going to die of embarrassment if he were to come apart in front of this troublesome bastard. And while Easthies drowned in his thoughts, Qifrey picked up the pace, startling Easthies out of his thoughts, "Focus on me, will you?" Easthies groaned in response, "Uh-unhand me- ahh....euhhh...haaah... I don't want tuh- hmm uhnn!"
"What is it that you don't want, now, Easthies?" Qifrey asked so sweetly, Easthies felt as though his ears were going to melt away, "Dun- mmh..haaa... don't want yo-uhhhh!" Easthies' speech slurred as he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly. Qifrey teased at his tip once again, "You don't want me to make you feel good? Well, alright then." Qifrey pulled his hand away from Easthies, tearing a loud gasp from him. Easthies panted, chest stuttering with each ragged breath as he turned his head to look at Olruggio, who was wordlessly sitting on his chair with his legs crossed, one over the other. "Duh- Do something! Take him away from me!"
Olruggio looked at Easthies' disheveled state with pity. "If I try to help ya' I'm gonna get in trouble as well." "This is torture!" Easthies said, frustrated, as his eyes stung and brimmed with unshed tears. Qifrey sighed and rose from where he was lying on Easthies' chest. "Well, what is it that you want, hmm?" Easthies looked up towards Qifrey, absolutely seething, his voice heavy with a hint of the lump forming in his throat, his face flushed from both arousal and anger, "I want to cum!" Easthies paused and sucked in a breath through his teeth, "I want to cum, but all you're doing is toying with me, and it's torturous! I don't want you, and I don't want this!"
Easthies was met with a firm slap to his face. The tears that were brimming in his eyes now fell freely as he hiccuped and looked up at Qifrey with a very prominent pout, lower lip jutted out, and trembling. "Qifrey!" Olruggio called out, "Thought ya' said ya' wouldn't hurt 'im!" "I didn't, he's acting out." "No, I'm not!" Easthies said with a trembling voice, even more upset at how Qifrey spoke so calmly after clearly touching a nerve with him. "Yes, you are," Qifrey said in a tone that sounded more like a threat now. And in any normal circumstance, it wouldn't have affected Easthies as much as it did right now, but he wasn't in a normal circumstance.
More tears fell down Easthies' face as he spoke up, "'m not... you're so mean...hic" Olruggio sighed and got up from his seat and moved towards the bed, "Olly." "Qifrey." They both glared at each other, "I didn't tell you to move, Olly." Olruggio took his previous seat on the bed beside Easthies, "I don't take orders from ya', Qifrey." And he continues, "And I won't let ya' keep goin' if yer goin' to make 'im upset like this." Qifrey only silently looked at Olruggio before returning his hardened gaze down to Easthies, who occasionally hiccuped from the suppressed sobs and emotions swirling in him.
"Well, then, I suppose I can show a little pity." Easthies' face relaxed a little at that, and he looked at Qifrey with expectant eyes. "If you beg for it properly, then perhaps I'll consider giving you what you want, Easthies." Easthies' face immediately turned into a scowl, "I'm not going to beg!" Olruggio gently turned Easthies' head towards himself by a finger to his chin, "Watch it." That softened Easthies' scowl a little, but he still frowned, "...I'm not begging..." "He's givin' ya' a way out, isn't he? Don't ya' finally wanna cum and feel good?" Easthies licked at his drying lips, "...I do" "Then be good fer 'im" "But-!" Qifrey roughly grabbed Easthies by the jaw and turned him to look at him.
"You whine about what you want one more time, and I'm going to walk out, leaving you like this." Easthies whined loudly and frustrated, trying to squirm away from Qifrey. "Qifrey, he's not goin' to listen to ya' if ya' keep bein' rough with 'im." Olruggio commented. "Then, he just has a lot left to learn." Easthies seethed at that, "You sadistic bastard-!" Easthies' words were cut short with another slap to his face.
The force had his head turned towards the direction of the slap, and there was a red handprint blooming on Easthies' pale skin. Qifrey had hit him a little harder this time, and that had Easthies shutting up with his lower lip between his teeth to stop the sob that threatened to escape him. Finally, it dawned on him that Qifrey wasn't playing, and the more Easthies misbehaved with him, the more he'd suffer.
Olruggio gently smoothed a hand over Easthies' stinging skin, "C'mon. Play nice, ya' two." Qifrey's hand returned to wrap around Easthies' length once more, and that made him flinch. Gosh, he was so hard, it almost hurt. Easthies nuzzled into Olruggio's touch and whined, "T-tell him s-something- hic. I cuh-can't." Olruggio only stroked his knuckles against his cheek. "C'mon, ya' can be good fer 'im, can't ya'?" Easthies shook his and let out a shaky sigh as his orgasm slowly built back up again.
"Olly, don't coddle him. He thinks you'll eventually help him out." Qifrey said softly but with a commanding tone. Olruggio gave him a look, "I think ya've done enough damage. Ya' even made 'im cry, scarin' 'im." Qifrey gave him a smile and moved closer to Easthies, "Oh my dear, innocent little friend." Qifrey spoke to Olruggio as his free hand held Easthies' jaw roughly once again and spoke to the shocked man, "Open your mouth." Now, Easthies wanted to protest, but the tone Qifrey used made his cock twitch in Qifrey's hand.
Easthies very obediently opened his mouth just a little. "Wider. With your tongue out." Easthies complied and opened his mouth wider with his tongue out. Then Qifrey did something that startled both Easthies and Olruggio; he gathered saliva in his mouth before letting the glob fall into Easthies' mouth, pooling at the back of his mouth. The hot feeling of the liquid sent a shiver throughout Easthies' entire body, and he shuddered. Easthies was quicker to recover from his shock and looked at Qifrey, waiting for his next order.
"Close your mouth," Easthies complied once again and closed his mouth with the little pool of saliva in his mouth. "Swallow," And he gulped down the liquid. "Show," Easthies opened his mouth to show his now empty mouth. Olruggio watched the entire thing and sat back straight, "You two are unbelievable." His gaze drifted down along Easthies' body and saw how his cock twitched in Qifrey's hand, and he shook his head in disbelief. "He likes every bit of this, don't you Easthies?"
Easthies nodded his head, cheeks still smushed by Qifrey's grip, and moaned when Qifrey tightened his fist around his cock, "Y-yes... I like this..." Qifrey smiled down at him, satisfied. Easthies has lost all this conscious and proper thinking now that he has been dehumanised to this level. All he wanted now was to cum, and honestly, he'd do anything either of them asked now. "Are you ready to bed now?" Easthies nodded and spoke with trembling lips, "Puh-please..." He said in a very small voice.
"Please lemme cum, gonna be good, I promise..." Qifrey smiled down at him, "Are you sure?" Easthies nodded, "'m gonna listen-nuhh....mmm..." He trailed off into a moan as Qifrey moved his hand along his cock at a steady pace. "Nothing else you have to say for yourself?" Easthies looked at him dazed and took a moment as if to remember what else was left to say before he spoke, "'m sorry fo- uhh... for calling you n-names...mmm" "Are you really sorry?" Easthies nodded politely, and Qifrey couldn't help but lean in and kiss his lips.
Qifrey's kiss was much gentler than whatever he had been doing up until now, and the contrast seemed to affect Easthies as more tears started pouring down the sides of his face as he kissed Qifrey back. Qifrey was much more lenient this time; he didn't slow his hand down or pull away. Instead, he picked up the pace and made sure Easthies felt incredibly good. Easthies was overwhelmed by how fast he was approaching his orgasm and moaned against Qifrey's mouth. Qifrey trailed off his lips and kissed hot, open-mouthed kisses along Easthies' jaw and neck.
Olruggio took the chance to kiss him and snuck a hand under Easthies' clothes to rub at one of his nipples to add stimulation. The way the both of them crowded him made Easthies dizzy, not only with the lack of air but also with how good they felt against him. With a few more delicious drags of his palm against Easthies' aching cock, Qifrey teased his leaking tip and slipped the pad of his thumb down to rub against his frenulum, and that did it.
Easthies' eyes widened as his body locked up, body arched off the bed, and mouth fell into a silent moan against Olruggio's lips. "Breathe, Easthies," Qifrey murmured against the underside of Easthies' jaw, closer to his ear where he was pressing kisses on his skin. Olruggio parted from his lips, a string of saliva connecting their lips for a moment before disappearing. "There ya' go, good boy, cum fer us." Qifrey's compliment followed suit after Olruggio's, hot against Easthies' ear, "Keep going, Easthies, you're doing so good."
Ropes of cum shot out of his redened tip and smeared against his abdomen. Qifrey's hand slowly worked him through the orgasm so as not to interrupt it suddenly or rush it. Easthies choked out a heavy sob, "Haah! Ahn! Mmmh.... ohhh!" His eyes glazed over, and he zoned out, watching cum spurt from his tip before he hiccuped a few times and relaxed against the sheets with his head tilted back. As Easthies calmed down, Qifrey slowed his hand to a halt before gently moving his hand away to rub against his inner thighs.
Olruggio was the first to move; he got up and undid all the bindings on Easthies and soothed his aching wrists that were now littered with red rings from how he was thrashing around before. Qifrey moved too and soothed his ankles, which were also littered with red ringed marks. "Easthies, are you here with us?" Qifrey asked softly, all the edge of his voice softened. Olruggio moved to sit on the bed and place Easthies' head on his lap as he soothed his wrists.
Easthies looked up and then turned his face to nuzzle one side of his face against Olruggio's lap and looked down at Qifrey, "Thank you..." He muttered softly. Qifrey and Olruggio looked at each other and smiled at each other before looking down at Easthies and smiling at him. It was safe to say, they all had a swell time.
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Author's note: I feel so horrible about this just cuz I wrote it within 3 days cuz I'm in an exam crunch cuz I have a very important exam coming up and this plot has been infecting all my braincells omg please. Also to whoever said I can have their firstborn if I post this, I wouldn't have posted this one here if it wasn't for you, you nice keep going 🫵😭🫶
