davrin & lucanis are bickering again and, as their lover, f!rook is stuck in the middle of it.
warnings & tags: mndi (18+), threesome, double penetration, anal sex, p in v sex, simultaneous orgasms, porn what plot, pet names ("baby"), slight dub con (if you squint)
It was such a stupid fight. So stupid Rook couldn't remember how it all started, but somehow, she was caught in the middle.
Sandwiched, in fact, with Davrin's bare chest pressed against hers, Lucanis' chest perfectly braced at her back, and both of their cocks, stuffing her impossibly full.
Despite their efforts to retain neutral and uphold their second Friday date nights for Rook's sake, it seemed the Talon and the Warden couldn't get past their egos, bickering all through dinner and well into the night, but Rook was too blissed to think of a proper way to scold them.
Not when they were resting on their sides with her leg perched on Davrin's hip, allowing him to slide his thick cock deep inside her. Not when Lucanis' skillful hands teased her pebbling nipples and his cock, happily nestled in the forbidden heat of her ass, felt like it was about to breach her gut.
And the impact of both made her fingers clench, her toes curl, and her voice break in an strangled cry. One hand fisted itself in Lucanis' hair and it rewarded her with a growl so deep it made her wonder if Spite was joining them tonight. Her other hand reached for the underside of Davrin's jaw to expose his neck to Rook's frantic need to bite something.
Over and over, the rhythmic plap, plap, plap of their hips against hers punched the air from her lungs and beat in time with the Warden and Talon's own hiccupped moans.
Hands, tongues, lips - together they were a mess of sweat, sex, and limbs.
And bickering.
"Didn't figure you for a pillow princess," Davrin huffed, that smug grin lazily draped across his face.
Lucanis elicited a cry from Rook as he squeezed her nipple between his finger and thumb, rolling the sweet thing in his grip. His own expression furrowed with focus and restraint. "I'm not. Making love is more than immediate and over-eager thrusting. A bit adolescent, don't you think?"
"Nnn-agh!" Rook sobbed as they both drove her forward a sharp thrust of their hips, perfectly aimed for the sweet spots that made her eyes cross and her words into mush. Her hand in Lucanis' hair tightened against his scalp and her head curled in to Davrin's neck as shocks of pleasure tickled her skin. Gods, walking wasn't going to be an option in the morning.
Lifting her head by her chin, Davrin pressed a gentle kiss to Rook's tear-streaked cheek and another to her waiting lips. Teeth and tongue muffled her hiccupped moans. "Rook's right," the Warden groaned as his cock rocked up into that spot again. "She likes it when I'm rough."
Lucanis peered over Rook's trembling shoulder, but it was Spite who spoke first, forcing the Talon's hips to stutter when the demon took over. "You. Lie! Rook said. Nothing!"
"Yeah?" Davrin taunted with heavy breath. He ceased his sloppy thrusts, eliciting an instantaneous whine from a dazed, but cock drunk Rook. Her glassy eyes, brimming with tears and desperation, rose to meet his cocky grin with a jutted bottom lip.
"Don't stop. Please don't stop," she pleaded, her nails moving to rake themselves over Davrin's side. Her hips rocked back and forth with whatever room both men allotted her, frantically working to take them both. To build on the crescendo they'd subjected her to.
Both of her lovers knew it then. They knew it before her soft, silky walls began to clamp down around them that she was going to crash. Both Talon and Warden worked to build that delicious coil in her gut. Gentle hands pinched at her before they traveled to her sensitive bud. Roughened hands caressed her soft curves and supple lips and their voices - Gods, their voices - filled her cock drunk mind with praises and encouragement.
"There you go, baby. Take what you need."
"Let go, querida. We have you."
Gentle words soon mixed with punishing thrusts. Davrin's hands clawed at her hips like she was his anchor as he drove himself harder, deeper, nearly forcing the trio into the headboard with a desperate snarl. Her head flew back onto Lucanis' shoulder just as the Antivan draped his hands over Davrin's on her hips to add his own frantic movements to the assault.
Together they worked, their cocks sliding against each other through her wall of muscles, spearing her open and shifting her moans into screams until finally, finally the wave collides against every fiber of her being.
It is an otherworldly feeling of tension and pleasure and pain and relief - and it stole the breath from Rook's lungs. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth hung open as her breath returned in the sound of a sharp cry, and her fingers curled against the thick muscle of Davrin's back, leaving trails of raised pink in their wake. Her leg now draped over Lucanis' hip squeezed the Antivan like she was drawing him in deeper, filling her oh so perfectly, and her body convulsed, squeezing them both.
And that sent Davrin and Lucanis over the edge. A shudder rippled through them both, beginning at their nape and down to their tailbone, hips stuttering as it traveled. Their fingers dug into her hips with bruising force, holding her against their increasingly powerful movements. They thrust once. Twice. Thrice. And with a choked moan and hitched breath, both Talon and Warden reach their peak, spilling into their precious, patient Rook with a trembling twitch. Throat hoarse, Rook whined with every twitch of their cocks inside her, her limbs limp in post-coital bliss.
She wasn't sure how long she floated for, drifting from bliss to reality to bliss again, but she knows some time has passed when her eyes focus to find more candles lit on the nightstand. The realization, however, is brief as Rook is suddenly moved from her side and onto her back.
She rest against the plush bedding with a soft exhale, limbs still numb and loose at her sides. A slow, lazy smile is stretched across her face as euphoria washed over her.
"Still with us, babe?"
She nodded in Davrin's direction with a slow, unfocused blink. Soft footsteps and then the bed dipped just past her knee.
"Joder, you made such a mess." Lucanis' hands massaged her thighs with a warm cloth as if he too agreed she wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. "You call this finesse?"
Glass clinked against the nightstand's wooden surface. Water. "You think you can do better?"
"Ha." Rook didn't need to open her eyes. She could hear his smug little grin. The sound was always rough yet tender. "I know I can, Davrin."
Rook blinked, straining to see why hands were draping her legs over Lucanis' shoulders. Her gaze followed the downward trail of dark hair against his delicious caramel skin and-
"Oh, fuck me," she grumbled. Fuck his man's refractory period, specifically. How was he already hard again? Another perk of being an abomination?
Lucanis sat on his knees before her, dragging Rook's hips up off the bed to rest on his thighs. His heavy, pristine cock slipped along her folds, coating himself with her arousal until it glistened. With lidded eyes and pupils wide, he leaned to press a kiss to Rook's forehead, her temple, her cheek, and then her lips, showering her in affection while his hand pressed to her lower abdomen where Davrin had been seated a moment ago.
Gods, the thought did something to them both, placing them in a trance where nothing else seemed to matter but the rhythm of their heartbeats and the feel of their skin on the other. So much so, they didn't notice Davrin climb back into bed until his big, beautiful thighs caressed each side of Rook's face and his half-hard cock rest pressed against her cheek.
Everything she saw, felt, sensed, smelled. It churned that same familiar heat in her gut with little effort.
"Dav…" she whined. "Luca…"
"I know, mi amore. I know." Lucanis showered her with kisses again, nipping gently at her lips and then the tender spot beneath her jaw. "But we need to prove Davrin wrong and show him how this is done. Properly."
Davrin's chest rumbled in laughter, his hand gently combing through Rook's messy locks as he watched his lovers with rapturous pleasure. "Or prove I'm right and show Lucanis you can take it in different ways."
Or prove their bickering would be the death of her because the moment Lucanis' cock slid back inside her and stretched her to her limits, she knew Davrin wouldn't be too far behind.
(づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡