yudai’s cock is the kind that makes you whimper the second he pulls it out—it sits at 6.1 inches hard—girthy, with a noticeable increase in thickness that makes your fingers barely meet when you wrap around him. a warm golden-tan shaft, heavily veined with thick, pulsing ridges that stand out when aroused. the head is a deep flushed pinkish-red, glossy and slightly heart-shaped. he’s neatly trimmed short dark pubes in a clean triangle, smooth, heavy balls that hang low and tight when he’s close.
MURATA FUMA
fuma’s cock is the kind that makes your mouth water instantly when he frees it—it sits at 4.0 inches soft, already impressively thick and meaty, and swells to a full 6.0 inches hard—extremely girthy and thick all the way down, so full that your hand can barely close around the warm, heavy shaft. a smooth fair-to-medium tone with very prominent rope-like veins that bulge and throb perfectly within you. the swollen head turns a deep, angry rosy-red, fat and perfect for stretching your lips wide. he keeps it mostly shaved smooth with just a small stylish dark patch right above the base, his balls are by far the biggest in the group. heavy and so so full~ veiny as they hang low, slapping and pulsing against your cunt or chin.
WANG YIXIANG
nicholas is quite proud of his cock, it’s the kind that looks almost too pretty to be real until he’s pushing it inside you—it sits at 4.1 inches soft, deceptively cute and compact, and grows to a full 5.8 inches hard—long, elegantly thick with a strong banana-shaped upward curve that promises to ruin your g-spot with every thrust. a pale, silky shaft that contrasts beautifully with the vibrant pink head that darkens to a lewd cherry-red when he’s pent up, aching and leaking for you. completely smooth and shaved, not a single hair in sight, making every inch look pristine. his balls are smooth and tight, drawing up close the moment you start teasing him.
BYUN EUIJOO
euijoos’s cock is so beautiful that makes you melt—he honestly doesn’t think he’s that big. but it sits at 4.2 inches soft, soft pink and endearing, and reaches a full 5.7 inches hard—perfectly proportioned and thick enough to make you feel deliciously full without being overwhelming. mostly straight with just the faintest natural bend that somehow always finds the perfect angle inside you. his cock is a tannish color that fades into a soft pinkish tone at the tip, sensitive crown and delicate veins that become more visible the harder he gets. neatly trimmed very short and tidy, always clean and inviting, his smooth balls twitching cutely whenever your tongue brushes over them.
NAKAKITA YUMA
yuma’s cock is the kind that has the cutest transformation from soft to rock hard—it sits at 4.0 inches soft, looking smaller against his frame, and grows to a full 5.5 inches hard—thick and satisfying with a straight, rigid shape that stands proud and flushed. a cute light pink shaft that turns a bright, flushed coral when he’s fully aroused and throbbing in your hand. natural light trimming with a soft happy trail leading just below his stomach, the head smooth and extra sensitive. his balls are pretty, flushed pink and full, hanging nicely until he’s close, then pulling up tight as he starts to lose control.
ASAKURA JO
jo is relatively shy about his length, it’s not that he’s small. its more of the fact he’s bigger than most expect. jo’s cock is the kind that looks deceptively innocent until he’s fully hard and leaking—it sits at 4.1 inches soft, and swells to a full 5.8 inches hard—it’s not super thick but what he lacks in girth—he makes up for in length. it’s almost intimidatingly solid with a gentle upward curve that presses so deep and perfect during slow thrusts. a cool beige shaft with a flushed, sensitive pink head that glistens with precum. very neatly trimmed with clean lines, very well-maintained and inviting. his heavy balls feel so full in your palm, swinging heavily against you with every deep stroke.
SHIGETA HARUA
harua is pretty but y’know whats prettier? his cock. it looks almost too delicate and pretty to handle the way he fucks with it—it sits at 3.6 inches soft, delicate and petite, and grows to a full 5.3 inches hard—slender but long with a perfect taper and almost perfectly straight shape, ideal for sliding deep down your throat. a beautiful pale pink shaft that blooms into a vibrant, flushed rose when he’s fully hard and dripping. completely smooth and shaved, giving it an ethereal, silky look that makes every vein and ridge stand out. his tight, smooth balls draw up high the second you start sucking on his sensitive pink head.
TAKAYAMA RIKI
riki’s cock is the kind that surprises you with how fast it gets hard and hot in your hand—it sits at 3.8 inches soft, average promising, and but as it reaches a full 5.8 inches hard he’s definitely a bit above average—though he may not be the biggest in the group, he makes up for that with girth. he’s thick. insanely thick. your hand always has a bit of trouble wrapping full around it and it barely fits properly in your mouth or cunt. but its still satisfying with a slight right curve that always hits different delicious spots depending on the position. a tan natural tone with a flushed reddish-purple head that looks so lewd when it’s swollen and leaking. he tries to keep a clean trim with natural styling but often forgets so his pubes grow messily. his are probably the second biggest~ warm and full of cum. they are thick and heavy, tightening up as his hips start bucking into your mouth or hand.
MAUSS RIKI
maki’s cock is the kind that makes your stomach flip because it looks like a fucking weapon—it sits at 5 inches soft, noticeably heavy, thick, and impressive even when flaccid, and grows to a massive 6.5 inches hard—thank his german genes~! he’s by far the biggest in the group, long, thick, and dominant with a strong, pronounced upward curve that punches deep and leaves you breathless. a tan, heavily veined shaft paired with a thick, dark pink-to-red mushroom head that stretches you open so obscenely. trimmed but still masculine with a sexy full patch of hair and thick. his balls are just as pretty as his cock, full and heavy~ slapping loud and full against you with every powerful thrust until they pull up tight as he fills you up.
friday night ( nicholas wang x reader x nakakita yuma )
summary: the night started out like any other friday with yuma and nicholas; a frat party full of loud music and an over consumption of alcohol. what you didn’t expect was for you and your two best friends to finally cross the line you’d all been pretending didn’t exist.
warnings & tags: smut, all under the influence, threesome, porn w very little plot, p in v, member x member, unprotected sex & cumming inside (pls wrap it), pet names, cum eating, slight overstimulation, slight degradation, oral (m receiving), switch!yuma (if you squint), dom!nico, kissing, creampie. (pls lmk if i missed any!)
word count: 3.2k (3216)
authors note: hi... this is my first time writing smut.. any and all feedback is appreciated! also i do not like frat men ❌❌❌❌ but frat &team 🤤🤤🤤 ALSO not proof read so sorry for any mistakes
the fraternity house is bustling with people downstairs. it’s slowly dying down, but on a friday night, a crowd is to be expected.
voices blur together into one long sound. music thuds through the walls, the rhythm steady. someone laughs too loudly, then too far away.
yuma hooks an arm loosely around your shoulder as you pass the kitchen. “you’re leaving already?” he asks, as if he’s offended.
“i’m tired,” you say, speech slurred like his from the alcohol you’ll regret in the morning.
“you’re always tired,” he replies, but he doesn’t let go.
nicholas is a step behind you both, quieter, slower. he’s drunk in a way that doesn’t show much, more subtle than you and yuma. “upstairs,” he says, not asking.
you glance back at him. “yeah.”
yuma lets out a satisfied hum, guiding you toward the stairs like he always does when three of you to leave together. “my room’s closer,” he says, already starting up.
“of course it is,” nicholas mutters.
you catch the way yuma looks back at him over his shoulder; quick, amused, like they’re having a separate conversation that you’re not apart of. you follow anyway, brushing it off. maybe you’re so drunk that you’re imagining things.
by the time you reach the hallway upstairs, the noise from below is just a low hum, muffled through the walls.
yuma stumbles slightly into the wall as he turns, laughing under his breath. “we survived.”
“barely,” you say as you stop behind him.
nicholas steps past you both, opening his bedroom door, rather than yuma’s, without hesitation. “come in, or don’t.”
it isn’t really an invitation but yuma already follows him in. it’s his bedroom after all.
you hesitate for half a second too long. nicholas notices. of course he does.
“you coming in?” he asks, quieter now. his voice is softer, a subtle change in tone from when he spoke to yuma.
your throat feels dry for no good reason. “yeah,” you mutter as you walk past the doorway. the door shuts behind you, and the sound of the party disappears completely.
the room is dim, messy like you would expect a frat guy’s room. clothes on a chair, a half-empty bottle on the desk, the faint smell of alcohol still in the air like it’s clinging to everything.
yuma flops onto the bed immediately, spreading out like he owns it. “this is a terrible idea,” he says with a huff.
“you followed me,” nicholas says.
“exactly,” yuma replies, grinning.
you’re still standing near the door. it feels different, like there’s tension so thick it could be cut with a knife.
nicholas moves first, shutting the door properly this time. the click sounds too final in the quiet. he leans back against it for a second, eyes flicking to you, not lingering anywhere else.
just you.
“you’re still standing there,” he says, moving to sit on the edge of his bed.
“yeah,” you reply, but it comes out softer than you mean it to.
yuma pats the space between him and nicholas on the bed. “sit down. you look like you’re about to fall over.”
“i’m fine.”
“you’re swaying,” he corrects.
you don’t deny it because, well, you are. so you sit.
you’re sat between them again, like it’s become the only natural place for you to end up tonight. yuma sits up, the mattress dipping under his weight.
yuma’s shoulder presses into yours without asking permission. nicholas sits a little straighter, but not farther away. your knee brushes his when you adjust.
no one moves it.
the room is so silent you could hear a pin drop. it’s tense, like the air is waiting for someone to break first.
yuma exhales slowly, watching you more than anything else in the room. “you’re doing that thing again.”
you look at him. “what thing?”
his smile is lazy, but his eyes aren’t. “thinking too hard.”
nicholas’s voice comes quieter. “you’ve been like that all night.”
you swallow. “i’m just sitting here,” you say.
“yeah,” yuma murmurs, leaning back on his hands, “that’s the problem.”
nicholas finally looks at you fully. not the room. not yuma. you.
your breath catches a little too late to hide it, but yuma notices anyway. he always does. and this time, when his hand lands behind you on the bed, it doesn’t feel like an accident anymore.
nicholas’ eyes flicker down to your lips, pink and glossy. you notice, of course you do. it’s obvious from the way your cheeks burn up. before you can process what’s happening, his lips crash onto yours.
yuma is still sat on your right, hand moving to your thigh. you tense up at first, lips still moving against nicholas’.
nicholas pulls away reluctantly, a soft whine escaping your lips as he does. he chuckles, though he’s a little nervous deep inside. “is this okay?” he asks, trying to read you. the last thing he’d want is for you to be uncomfortable.
you nod immediately; it’s almost embarrassing how bad you want this. yuma’s hand still massages your thigh, hands creeping closer to your heat. “you’re wet already,” he mumbles as his hand moves past your skirt, fingers brushing against the damp part of your panties.
you just whimper in response, overwhelmed, your heart beating in your chest louder than the music downstairs. “s-shut up,” you stutter.
to your left, nicholas chuckles again, the sound sending a jolt to your cunt. “you’ve been thinking about this for a while, huh?” he asks, his voice smooth.
your cheeks heat up yet again-you’re sure you’re as red as an apple. “no—“ you start, but he cuts you off. “don’t lie,” he says, less soft than before.
you swallow thickly. you open your lips to speak, but yuma’s fingers push your soaked panties to the side to slide through your folds, causing you to moan. “you’re so wet,” he mumbles. without warning, two of his fingers plunge into your tight hole. your back arches, a loud whimper escaping your lips before nicholas muffles it with another kiss.
the room fills with the sound of your moans, and of yuma’s long fingers pumping in and out of your heat. “so wet already,” he murmurs as he watches you and nicholas. “needy little baby,” he continues. “dripping from just being alone with your two best friends, huh?”
you whimper pathetically against nicholas’ lips. yuma sighs with frustration. he wants your attention too. he curls his fingers inside of you sharply. “stop ignoring me,” he grits out.
you reluctantly pull away from nicholas, moaning yet again from yuma’s actions. “i-i.. yes, fuck,” you barely manage to get out. you don’t even know what you’re saying at this point.
yuma groans and pulls his fingers out without any warning. his other hand grips your jaw, pulling you closer to his face. “open,” he says, bringing his fingers covered in your juices up to your lips. and you do, lips parting immediately and wrapping around his fingers. he groans at the feeling of your wet, warm mouth.
to your left nicholas is watching the scene unfold in front of him. like yuma, his pants are starting to tighten quickly. but he decides to be patient, he doesn’t want to scare you off.
yuma stands up, pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a soft pop sound coming from your lips. “up,” he says. you freeze, looking at nicholas. he just nods, signaling that it’s okay. you know they’d never do anything to hurt you. you stand up, nicholas’ hand on the small of your back. yuma looks over at the bed before his eyes meet yours again. “get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” he commands.
your knees nearly buckle, your breath catching in your throat. but you obey, slowly moving to the side of nicholas’ twin sized bed, getting on your hands and knees. nicholas shifts, moving so he’s sitting where your head is. on the other hand, yuma walks up behind you. he pushes your skirt above your ass, groaning at the sight. while he’s there, he tugs your panties off, tossing them to an unknown area of nicholas’ room.
“so eager,” he mutters as he sees you clench around nothing. you can hear him messing with his belt, the sound of the metal shooting to your pussy. he tugs it off, tugging his pants and boxers with it. you look behind you, and see his hand immediately wrap around his cock—it’s thick, not the longest but bigger than anything you’ve ever taken. you gulp, feeling your cheeks heat up again.
nicholas notices your nervousness and he cups your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. “it’s okay,” he mumbles as he watches you closely.
“the safe word is red,” yuma says from behind you. your chest tightens, you’re not sure if it’s from excitement or nervousness, or a mix of both. but you just nod in response, a quiet “okay” slipping out.
yuma’s hand gropes the flesh of your ass, his other hand bringing his cock to your entrance. he rubs the tip against your folds, groaning at the feeling. it’s so slick, so eager to take him. and it does. he pushes in smoothly, the wetness from your cunt making it easy for him to push inside. you let out a loud moan, sending a jolt to nicholas’ crotch.
yuma takes his time sliding in, letting you adjust to his size. but he’s impatient, he always has been. he doesn’t wait for you to give him the go before he starts to pull out a bit, pushing in and out of your pussy at a painfully slow pace. all you can do is moan, hands gripping the sheets underneath you.
the younger man looks to your right; nicholas palming himself over his jeans. nicholas groans quietly at the sight of you taking yuma’s cock.. yuma notices, smirking to himself as he watches the older man. they look at each other, speaking to each other with just their eyes as they always do. nicholas undoes his belt carefully, standing up to tug bis jeans and boxers down. you look up, mouth watering at the sight. ‘shit,’ you think to yourself. he’s huge, bigger than yuma. hes a bit thinner, but much longer. you swallow thickly, eyes looking up to his. he just looks down at you, hand moving up and down the base of his cock, looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.
yuma watches, his cock twitching inside of you at the sight. he feels you clench around him as you stare at nicholas’ cock. “you g’na put that pretty mouth to use and suck nico off?” yuma asks, grunting from how your pussy wraps around him so nicely.
all you can do is let out a pathetic moan and nod, lips parting immediately as nicholas’ hand cups the underside of your chin. he grips his cock, rubbing the precum on his tip all over your lips. he groans, feeling your tongue dart out, lapping at his tip like a starved woman. he pushes in further, filling your warm, wet mouth with his length. his head is thrown back, cursing under his breath as he hisses. “shit, baby,” he mutters as your lips wrap around him. your moans are muffled by him filling your mouth, yuma’s hips still snapping against yours. your moans send a vibration to nicholas’ cock, his hand moving to your hair to grip it tightly.
the room fills with the sound of both men moaning and grunting, both of their hips thrusting towards you. nicholas is more gentle, moving slowly but still thrusting his cock into your mouth as he watches you. yuma, on the other hand, is rough. his hands tightly grip your hips; you’ll definitely have marks in the morning.
yuma’s pace starts to pick up, his movements becoming sloppier as he watches nicholas’ cock disappear into your mouth. nicholas looks over at him, his eyes meeting yuma’s. “don’t tell me this is turning you on,” he laughs, causing yuma’s grip on your hips to tighten.
“s-shut the fuck up,” yuma grits out as he keeps dragging his dick in and out of your cunt. nicholas just chuckles, cradling your face as he continues his slow movements.
“oh c’mon yu,” nicholas says, suppressing his moans as you hollow your cheeks around his cock. “you can be honest, you’ve thought about me fucking your mouth, too, huh? don’t worry, you’ll get your turn too.”
yuma whimpers in response, his hips snapping harshly against yours, causing you to take nicholas’ cock deeper in your throat. he doesn’t know if it’s the alcohol in his system or the feeling of your wet heat around him, but his cheeks flush and he’s a whimpering mess now. “shit--shit ah, ‘m cumming,” he moans at a high pitch, eyes squeezing shut as ropes of cum fill you up. you moan from the feeling, your orgasm following soon after. you moan around nicholas’ cock, your walls fluttering around yuma, accidentally overstimulating him a bit. you gasp, nicholas’ length slipping out of your mouth. he hisses, but let’s you come down from your high. he watches you, brushing the hair out of your face as he continues to stroke his cock. “take a break baby, hm?” he whispers to you as you look up at him, catching your breath. you just nod, laying on your stomach as you watch nicholas.
he moves to the other side of the bed where yuma is, watching the younger one pull out of you with a groan. he grips yuma’s collar, pulling him in for a kiss. yuma moans against his lips, reciprocating it. it’s a hungry, messy kiss. you roll over onto your back, eyes darting up to them immediately. you feel a heat rush to your core, causing your thighs to squeeze together. they don’t notice yet, too lost in each other. nicholas pulls away and yuma whines lightly as if wanting a little more from the older man. nicholas can’t help but smirk as he pulls away from the kiss. “lay on your back,” he tells yuma, who scrambles to get on the bed immediately. he lays on his back and nicholas adjusts him, yuma’s head hanging off of the bed. “gonna put this mouth to good use,” he murmurs before he slaps his cock on his cheek. yuma’s plump lips part, nearly drooling as his eyes stare up at nicholas’ length.
yuma’s lips part automatically, allowing nicholas to shove his cock in his mouth. nicholas hisses quietly, feeling yuma’s lips wrap around him tightly. while they’re busy, you crawl over to yuma, watching him harden. your hand gently grabs his length, pumping it slowly, causing yuma to moan around nicholas. nicholas bucks his hips, groaning from the vibrations. he watches you, watching you tug your skirt off and move onto yuma’s lap, hovering over his cock.
yuma whimpers around nicholas as he sucks him off, feeling you line his length up with your entrance. one hand is on his stomach to hold yourself up as you slowly sink down, adjusting to his size again. you bite your lip, suppressing your noises. nicholas watches closely, his dick twitching in yuma’s mouth. while you adjust, your hands both move to his stomach to hold yourself up. your head fell forward, gasping as you bottomed out.
you felt yuma twitch inside of you as you clenched around him, overwhelmed from the feeling. he slipped in so easily from the mix of your cum from your earlier round. you started to ride yuma at a slow pace, grinding on his lap. the sounds coming from where your bodies met was erotic, so wet. the room filled with the sounds of the three of you moaning and your skin slapping.
yuma knew he wouldn’t last long, and nicholas was coming to his climax as well. he leaned forward, causing his dick to push further in yumas mouth. he slowly thrusted his cock into yuma’s mouth as he grabbed your face, kissing you hungrily. you moaned against each others lips, your pussy clenching more around yuma as nicholas’ tongue entered your mouth. you sucked on his tongue, your saliva mixing.
you felt yuma’s hand smacking at your thigh, his moans getting louder. he was about to cum again, deep inside of you. his hips thrusted up against yours, fucking you from below. you whimpered around nicholas’ mouth, the older man pulling away reluctantly. before he could speak, yuma’s cum filled you up again, your tight walls milking him. he whimpered and moaned around nicholas as he emptied his cum into you. you felt the warmth filling you, causing you to moan. but, you hadn’t cum yet.
nicholas noticed, still slowly moving his cock in and out of yuma’s mouth. “don’t stop riding him,” he instructed as he pulled out of the younger’s mouth. and who were you to disobey nicholas? you kept riding yuma, overstimulating the poor boy. his hands gripped your hips, trying to stop you but you kept riding. nicholas watched, stroking his dick at a fast pace as he watched. he knew you were close, as was he.
yuma twitches under you, whining from the overwhelming feeling as you continue to chase your orgasm. you feel a knot form in your stomach, causing you to once again clench around him. “f–fuck hurry up!” he whimpers at you, fingers digging into the curve of your ass.
“ngh–f-fuck, cumming,” you whined at a high pitch, feeling your orgasm about to crash. nicholas leaned forward again, jerking his heavy dick over yuma’s face as he crashed his lips against yours. your walls spasmed around yuma, whimpering and moaning against nicholas’ lips as you rode out your high. nicholas came as well, white ropes shooting onto yuma’s stomach and chest. he groaned against your lips, a string of saliva pulling as he pulled away.
your body felt weak, nearly falling over. nicholas caught you, chuckling as he helped you pull off of yuma and lay on his bed. yuma panted quietly, as did you. he looked down at his chest and stomach, his cheeks turning red at the sight of nicholas’ cum on him. “really?” he groans, looking up at nicholas as he sits on the bed between you.
nicholas laughs, “what? don’t act like you didn’t like it.” yuma grabs a pillow and chucks it at nicholas, causing you to giggle next to them.
“fine fine, you big baby. i’ll get a rag,” he says as he stands up, heading to his bathroom. while he’s gone, you lean over, looking at yuma’s flushed face. curious, you move closer, lowering your head to lick the cum. you hum, the salty taste hitting your tastebuds. he whines softly, feeling his dick harden for a third time.
his fingers tangled in your hair, tugging at it gently. he didn’t want you to stop, but he didn’t know if he could handle more. you ignored his tugs, licking his skin clean. his lips parted to speak, but nicholas clearing his throat caught his and your attention. you looked up at him, a wet rag in his hand as he sighed. “i guess this is gonna be a long night,” he murmured.
【 18+ 】 tw ──── german shepard hybrid!maki . . oral ( f. rec ), breeding kink, creampie, unprotected p in v (bad!!!), knotting, he got that dawg in him (so do u.), multiple orgasms, hyperspermia, belly bulge, excessive cum, overstimulation kinda, marking, manhandling, slight praise kink.
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it had been two weeks since you brought maki home.
the adoption agency had warned you: maki would be a big dog and of course, they weren’t exaggerating.
when you finally brought him home, the giant, pointy-eared german shepard hybrid practically filled your doorway—183 cm of lean muscle, soft black-and-tan fur along his ears and the base of his tail, and those big, curious brown eyes that flicked between nervous and eager. his tail thumped hard against the wall the second he stepped inside, knocking over a coat rack with one excited swing.
“shit—sorry—!” he yelped, voice still cracking between boyish and deep, ears flattening. but his tail kept wagging, thick and heavy, brushing the back of his own thighs.
he had been perfect in almost every way.
he learned your routine faster than you expected—cleaned the house just as you liked (using his height to an advantage when your shelves needed to be dusted.), following you from room to room with that heavy, hopeful tail wag, helping you cook by preparing the meat because he knew you hated the feeling, washing the dishes after meals, curling his massive 183 cm frame onto the couch so you could still lay beside him. he was gentle when you asked him to be, playful when you wanted laughter, and heartbreakingly sweet when he pressed his face into your stomach at night and whispered, “i’m so happy i’m yours.”
the only thing the agency hadn’t prepared you for was how much he actually needed. their warnings that puppy hybrids like him with hyperspermia were rare, and because of his height, he had a high drive, was high volume and needed lots of attention.
you’d signed the papers anyway. because those eyes of his had looked at you like you were the only person in the world.
but their initial warnings didn’t go into detail that maki’s sex drive was genuinely relentless. even when he tried to hide it, the evidence was impossible to ignore.
you noticed the pattern pretty quickly. every time you came home, there was a new “accident.” a pillow on the couch with a suspicious damp spot. one of your hoodies left on the floor of the laundry room, stiff with dried cum. your favorite panties missing from the hamper and later found tucked under his bed, crusty and smelling unmistakably of him. he always looked guilty when you found them. ears pinned back, tail tucked, brown eyes shiny with shame as he mumbled apologies and offered to wash everything by hand.
but it wasn’t even just that.
for a week after bringing the giant german shepherd home, you had to call out of work.
why? well, because once maki realized he was allowed to touch you, he became absolutely insatiable.
the moment the front door closed on that first night, it’s like something in him snapped. all the pent-up need from the adoption center came flooding out. he’d tried to be good—he really had—but it took exactly a day before he was on you, shaking, humping your thigh with desperate, sloppy rolls of his hips while his massive cock leaked through his sweats.
you had barely made it to the bedroom on the second night.
he had fucked you like he was starving.
that first round he lasted barely five minutes before his knot swelled and locked deep inside you, flooding your insides with thick, heavy spurts that just kept coming—pulse after pulse, rope after rope, until your belly visibly swelled and cum leaked out around his knot with every tiny thrust. he came for almost two full minutes straight, panting and licking at your neck the entire time.
and the second he could pull out, he was hard again.
insane didn’t even begin to cover it.
he took you from behind on the bed, hips slamming so hard the headboard cracked against the wall. then on your back with your legs folded over his shoulders, that 9-inch cock stretching you open until you were sobbing his name. then against the shower wall when you tried to clean up. then on the kitchen counter when you went for water. he was feral almost—panting, drooling, ears flat with overwhelming pleasure, tail wagging wildly every time he buried himself to the hilt over and over again.
by the end of that first week you were wrecked.
your thighs shook constantly. bruises in the shape of his big hands decorated your hips. your voice had gone hoarse from crying, and you leaked his cum for hours after every round—thick, creamy rivers that ran down your legs no matter how many times you tried to shower. maki’s hyperspermia was no joke. every orgasm lasted well over a minute, sometimes two, flooding you until your lower belly bulged softly and you could feel him sloshing inside with every step.
he was apologetic between rounds, of course.
“i’m sorry—fuck—i’m so sorry,” he’d whimper against your neck, still buried knot-deep, licking at the sweat on your skin with soft, guilty laps of his tongue. “i just…i can’t stop. you feel too good. you’re so warm and tight and you smell like mine. my balls get so full so fast…”
then barely five minutes later he’d be hard again, tip flushed dark and drooling fresh precum, knot already swelling at the base as he nuzzled between your legs with those big brown eyes begging.
“please… just one more. i’ll be gentle this time, i swear. i’ll go slow…”
he never managed slow for long, though. it just wasn’t something that came with his breed.
by day four the bed was ruined. sheets soaked through and crusty. by day six you’d given up on clothes entirely when you were home, there was no point when maki would lift you like you weighed nothing, press your back against the nearest wall or bend you over the couch and fuck you with deep, powerful strokes that made your vision blur. his heavy balls slapped loudly against you with every thrust, and when he finally knotted you he’d grind in tiny, desperate circles, whining and moaning as another endless flood pumped into you.
you called out of work for the entire week. there was no way you could walk properly, let alone sit at a desk.
now, two weeks in, maki had learned some self-control.
sort of.
opting to just try to solve his issue with his hand and videos of you never lasted long.
he still had “accidents.” your panties still mysteriously disappeared. your pillows still ended up crusty. but he was trying. he’d wait for you to come home most days, sitting on the couch with his tail thumping hopefully, sweats tented obscenely and a towel already underneath him.
tonight was one of those nights.
you stepped through the door to find him exactly like that—ears perked, wearing your favorite oversized hoodie that barely contained his broad shoulders. his cock was already out, thick, veiny, and leaking steadily onto the towel. nine inches of flushed, aching need with a knot that was already half-swollen.
you paused in the doorway, keys still in your hand, and took in the sight of him.
maki sat there on the couch, huge and flushed, wearing nothing but your favorite oversized hoodie that strained across his broad chest and shoulders. the hem barely reached the top of his thighs. his cock stood proud between his spread legs—nine thick inches of flushed, veiny heat, the head shiny and leaking in a steady drip-drip-drip onto the towel he’d placed beneath him like a responsible puppy. his knot was already swollen halfway, fat and pulsing at the base. his heavy balls looked tight and full, resting against the cushion.
he didn’t move. didn’t jump up. didn’t even try to hide it.
he just looked at you with those big golden-brown eyes, ears perked forward, swiveling slightly toward you, tail thumping slow and heavy against the couch.
“i’m horny,” he said again, voice low and rough, cracking at the end. his ears flicked back for a second, embarrassed, but his cock twitched hard and another thick bead of precum rolled down the shaft. “really horny. been like this since lunch. i jerked off in the bathroom 3 times…but it won’t go down…it hurts….”
you closed the door behind you. the click sounded loud in the quiet apartment.
maki’s tail sped up, thumping harder. his claws flexed against his own thighs as he fought the urge to reach for you.
“i didn’t touch your stuff today,” he added quickly, almost pleading. “not even your panties. i was so good. please…”
he shifted his hips, and his cock bobbed heavily, smearing a shiny trail of precum across his lower abs. the musky-sweet scent of him filled the room—warm fur, aroused male, and that constant leaky sweetness.
you set your bag down and walked over. the second you were close enough, maki leaned forward and pressed his face against your stomach, inhaling deeply. a broken whine rumbled in his chest.
“it’s the weekend. you can have me for two days. okay, ki?”
for a second he just stared at you, eyes wide like he couldn’t believe what he’d heard. then his tail exploded into motion—thumping so hard against the couch it shook the entire frame. a deep, happy noise rolled out of his chest as he buried his face harder against your stomach, nose pressing into your shirt while his big hands finally gripped your hips.
“two days…?” his voice cracked, already dropping into that husky, needy register. “you mean it? i can have you the whole weekend? no work, no leaving, just… just me inside you?”
he was trembling. you could feel it in his shoulders, in the way his claws pricked lightly through your clothes. his cock, trapped between his abs and your thigh, gave a violent twitch and spat a thick rope of precum onto the floor.
“fuck—thank you,” he breathed, voice shaking with relief and hunger. “thank you, owner. i’ll be good. i’ll try to be gentle, i swear. i just…i need you so bad right now.”
he didn’t wait for another word.
in one smooth motion maki stood up, towering over you, and scooped you up like you weighed nothing to him. your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as he carried you straight to the bedroom, his leaking cock smearing hot precum across your stomach with every step.
he laid you on the bed almost carefully—then immediately dropped to his knees between your spread thighs, shoving your pants and underwear down in one frantic tug. the second he saw your bare pussy his ears pinned flat against his head as he let out a wrecked moan.
“you’re already wet…” he leaned in and dragged his tongue up your slit in one long, greedy lick, groaning at your taste. “smells like mine. tastes like mine.”
maki ate you out like a starving animal—messy, desperate, and loud.
his thick, hot tongue pushed deep inside your cunt, curling and lapping with greedy strokes that made wet, filthy sounds echo through the bedroom. he buried his face completely between your thighs, nose grinding firmly against your swollen clit with every eager push of his tongue. his floppy ears were pressed flat against his head, eyes squeezed shut in pure bliss as he devoured you.
the room was filled with the sounds of him:
the heavy, rhythmic thump-thump-thump of his thick tail slamming against the side of the bed.
the obscene, sloppy noises of his tongue fucking into your dripping pussy.
and the sweet, broken moans and whimpers he dragged out of you with every deep lick.
“mmhh—fuck—baby—you taste so good,” he groaned into your cunt, voice muffled and vibrating against your folds. he pulled back just enough to drag his broad tongue from your entrance all the way up to your clit in one long, messy stripe, then dove back in even deeper. his big hands gripped your thighs, claws pricking lightly into your skin as he held you open wider for him, practically folding you in half so he could bury his tongue as far as it would go.
his tail never stopped wagging. it was a blur of black-and-tan fur, smacking the mattress so hard the whole bed shook. precum was dripping steadily from his hard cock onto the sheets beneath him, a growing puddle forming as he humped the air helplessly while eating you out.
he was loud. whining, moaning, whimpering every time you clenched around his tongue or spilled more slick onto his muzzle. his nose kept rubbing perfect circles on your clit until your thighs started trembling violently around his ears.
“maki—wait—fuck—i’m—!”
you came hard, back arching clean off the bed, a sharp cry tearing from your throat. maki moaned like he was the one orgasming, tongue still thrusting deep as he worked you through it, licking up every drop like he was addicted.
only when your orgasm finally started to fade did he pull back, panting, muzzle shiny and dripping with your juices. eye's half-lidded, heavy with pleasure, the warm brown almost swallowed by black pupils. his tongue lolled out the side of his mouth as he stared up at you with pure, worshipful hunger.
“you came so much…” he rasped, voice wrecked. he leaned in and gave your oversensitive pussy one last slow, playful lick, making you twitch. “i could stay down here all day… but i reallyyyyy need to fuck you."
he climbed up your body, hoodie still on, cock dragging a wet trail up your thigh until the fat head nudged against your entrance.
maki’s arms braced on either side of your head, caging you in as he panted hot against your neck. his floppy ears twitched wildly, brushing your cheek. “i’ll go slow,” he whispered again, like a mantra. “i promise, baby… just let me feel you. please?”
the blunt head of his cock pressed forward, stretching your entrance open with a slick, wet sound. even after everything, the first push still made your breath catch—half of nine thick flushed, veiny inches slowly sinking into you. maki’s eyes fluttered half-shut, tongue lolling out as he sank in inch by inch.
“f-fuuuck…so tight…so warm…” he groaned, voice cracking deep. his hips trembled with the effort of holding back. halfway in and folds immediately clenched hard around his fat, pulsing hot length
he tried. he really, really tried.
for the first few seconds he kept his thrusts shallow and careful, rolling his hips in slow, grinding circles while he buried his face in your neck, licking and whimpering. his tail wagged in heavy, happy strokes behind him, thumping the mattress. every time you clenched around him he let out a broken whine, claws fisting the sheets beside your head.
but maki was never going to last like that.
not when he’d been aching since lunch.
not when you kept clenching around him like you wanted more of him.
his pace started picking up. deeper. harder. the wet slap of his heavy balls against your ass grew louder, faster.
“ah—! fuck—sorry—shit—” he gasped, but he was already pulling back and slamming in again, harder. “i can’t—sorry—oh god—you feel too good—”
he fucked you like the desperate, horny puppy he was.
deep, powerful strokes that made the bed creak loudly beneath you. his heavy balls slapped wetly against your ass with every thrust, loud and rhythmic. the hoodie rode up his toned stomach as he moved, giving you a perfect view of his thick member disappearing inside you again and again, shiny with your combined slick.
giving you the perfect view of his large cock disappearing inside you again and again—shiny, veiny, stretching you open so obscenely you could see the bulge of him moving under your lower belly.
just seeing it entering you like that was enough to draw an orgasm from you.
it hit hard and sudden. your walls clamped down around his girth, fluttering and squeezing as pleasure tore through you. you cried out, nails digging into his shoulders, thighs shaking around his waist. maki’s ears flattened completely, a loud, broken moan ripping from his throat as he felt you cum.
“f-fuck— you’re cumming— you’re squeezing me so tight—!” his hips stuttered, then snapped forward even faster, chasing your orgasm with his own.
his ears flicked erratically, tongue falling from his mouth as he panted and moaned. “gonna fill you up— gonna pump you so full—”
his knot swelled rapidly, fat and throbbing, catching on your entrance with every brutal thrust until it finally forced its way inside with a wet, audible pop. the stretch made you see stars. maki threw his head back and howled, loud and raw, as the first powerful spurt of his cum flooded you.
then the flood really started.
thick, hot ropes of cum erupted inside you—pulse after heavy pulse, far more than any normal person could produce. pumping you fuller with every throb of his knot. your belly started to visibly swelled between you, rounding out with every powerful spurt as he ground his knot in tiny, frantic circles.
“take it— take all of it— good girl…fuck—!” he whined, licking and sucking at your neck while his cock kept pumping.
it didn’t stop for nearly two full minutes. cum squirted out around his knot with every tiny shift of his hips, soaking the sheets beneath you. when the last heavy spurt finally tapered off, he was still rock hard, still locked deep, still panting against your skin.
when the last heavy spurt finally tapered off, he was still rock hard, still locked deep, still panting hot and heavy against your skin.
maki’s chest heaved, the oversized hoodie clinging damply to his sweat-slicked back. his black tipped ears twitched weakly as he tried to catch his breath, eyes hazy and half-lidded with pure bliss. his knot throbbed rhythmically inside you, every pulse forcing another small gush of cum to leak out around the tight seal.
“fuck… i made you cum so hard,” he whispered, voice hoarse and low. he nosed at your jaw, licking a slow stripe up your neck like he couldn’t stop tasting you. “you squeezed me so tight i thought i was gonna pass out…”
maki’s knot throbbed one last heavy pulse inside you, forcing out another warm trickle of cum that ran down the curve of your ass and soaked the already ruined sheets.
he stayed locked deep, chest pressed to yours, breathing ragged against your neck. for a long moment the only sounds in the room were his panting, the lazy thump of his tail against the mattress, and the soft wet, filthy squelch of his cum still leaking out around his knot with every tiny shift.
then he let out a soft, content whine and nuzzled closer, licking slow, affectionate stripes along your throat and jaw like he was soothing both of you.
“two whole days…” he murmured, voice hoarse and sleepy with satisfaction. “i get to keep you like this the entire weekend. stuffed. full of me. smelling like me.”
his big hand slid down to rest gently over the soft swell of your belly, thumb stroking the rounded curve he’d put there. the possessive touch made his ears twitch happily.
“i’m gonna take such good care of you,” he promised, pressing a lazy kiss just below your ear. “gonna feed you, carry you when your legs stop working, clean you up between rounds… and then fill you right back up again.”
his knot finally started to go down, but even as it deflated he stayed buried inside you, unwilling to pull out. when he eventually slipped free with a wet gush of cum, maki didn’t waste a second. he rolled onto his back and pulled you on top of him, your cum-swollen belly pressing against his abs as he wrapped his strong arms around you.
you could already feel him getting hard again against your thigh—thick, hot, and eager for round two.
maki looked up at you with those big brown eyes, floppy ears relaxed and content, a shy but utterly delighted smile tugging at his lips.
“thank you for giving me the whole weekend, y/nl,” he whispered, voice cracking with raw affection. “i’m the luckiest puppy in the world.”
the events that follow after your boyfriend and his best friend kiss during a game of spin the bottle.
pairing: wang nicholas x fem!reader x byun euijoo
warnings: smut MDNI, drinking, threesome, MXM content (don’t read if you don’t like that), masturbation, nichojoo making out, fingering, hickeys, handjobs, blowjobs, nipple play, pussy eating, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, cumming inside (and out?), lmk if i missed anything.
wc: around 5k.
“no. absolutely not,” ej said, grabbing the empty beer bottle from the middle of the circle.
“hey, the spin the bottle gods have spoken,” nicholas responded, raising his hands up in defense. “they want me to kiss your girlfriend.”
you stared down at your lap, refusing to make eye contact with either of them. you’d only been at this party for an hour, and you were already regretting coming.
you’d wanted a nice, quiet evening in with your boyfriend, ej, and typically, he wanted the same. but it was his friend fuma’s birthday, so he had to come to the party, and you went along as well.
how you ended up playing a game of spin the bottle in a circle of only men was beyond you, though. so far, you’d witnessed some of ej’s best friends kiss, which was an interesting sight to the say the least.
but then nicholas spun the bottle, and for the first time that night, it landed on you.
“no one wants you to kiss my girlfriend,” ej argued. “especially not me or her.”
“come on already,” yuma whined. “either kiss or don’t—i’m getting bored.”
nicholas looked over at you. you looked at ej, ej looked back at you, and then you looked back to nicholas.
“oh my god,” ej huffed. “you can kiss her cheek, but that’s the most you’re getting.”
you let out the sigh you’d been holding in, relieved that ej made the decision for you because you weren’t sure what you were supposed to do.
so, nicholas crawled over across the circle to you, tilted your head to the side and planted a warm, soft kiss on your cheek, lingering slightly longer than he should’ve.
ej rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disapproval—not at you, but at his own best friend.
the game carried on, and proved quite entertaining as you got to watch many of ej and your friends share a kiss.
and then it was ej’s turn to spin.
of course, out of all the people it could’ve landed on, it landed on nicholas.
“wow, i’m pretty lucky today,” nicholas said with a glint in his eyes, a smile on his typically serious face. “tell me i get more than just your cheek.”
“you’re such a freak,” ej responded, and then he looked over at you. “it’s not up to me, though. it’s whatever y/n is comfortable with.”
your breath caught in your throat. everyone in the circle was looking at you now. it was all up to you whether or not you were okay with nicholas kissing your boyfriend.
you knew it was just a stupid party game. it wasn’t a big deal, and you knew how ej and nicholas liked to joke around and flirt sometimes. this was nothing. it was just a kiss.
“you can kiss,” you said, leaning back on your palms with a smirk. “just make sure to put on a show.”
“you’re a freak, too,” ej said to you jokingly, before turning back to nicholas.
the circle watched with anticipation as nicholas crawled across the floor yet again, then sank to his knees once he was in front of ej.
you watched carefully as nicholas brought his hands up to cup your boyfriends face, tilting his head up. ej gazed up into nicholas’s eyes, his expression completely serious. in fact, both of them looked far too serious for just a dumb party game.
their faces were getting closer and closer, their lips just an inch away. and then they were pressed together—nicholas cradling ej’s face in his large hands, their lips moving fluidly against each other.
you gulped, feeling your face start to warm. it seemed like they were actually into it, like they’d forgotten where they were and what they were doing, that it was just a game of spin the bottle. they seemed to have forgotten that people were watching them.
they weren’t even kissing anymore, but entirely making out. you swore you even saw a glimpse of one of their tongues for just a second, and it made your breath hitch in your throat.
“jesus, you guys,” yudai spoke up, laughing. “you can quit now.”
nicholas pulled back, lips glistening with your boyfriends saliva. ej stared up at him, a glimmer of something in his eye that you couldn’t make out.
if you weren’t euijoo’s girlfriend, you would’ve thought they were the ones dating. you felt like by just sitting there, you were interrupting something.
the circle fell silent—an awkward silence. nicholas cleared his throat, then shuffled back to his spot in the circle.
“um,” ej spoke, avoiding eye contact with anyone. “i don’t really wanna play anymore.”
you noticed he had his hands awkwardly positioned over his lap, and when he saw you noticed, he pulled his knees into his chest.
“me neither,” nicholas said. “i’ve kissed enough people.”
they met each others eyes from across the circle, then quickly tore their gazes apart.
“let’s go get another drink,” you suggested, trying to intercept and break the tension.
“yes!” ej agreed, hoisting himself up. “that’s a great idea.”
together, you two found your way through other party goers, into the kitchen. ej was quick to pour himself a hefty cup of liquor.
he took a long sip, then placed his cup on the counter and turned to you.
“i’m so sorry,” he said. “i don’t know what happened. i mean—i didn’t think he was gonna kiss me like that, and then it just kept going and we’ve both had too much to drink, and—”
suddenly, ej stopped talking, his gaze falling just past you, and he gulped.
you frowned, turning around to see what it was that had captured his attention. of course, it was nicholas, leaning in the doorway.
“that was hot,” he said, walking over to you two.
“shut up,” ej scolded.
nicholas chuckled, taking a sip from his red cup.
“well, y/n thought it was hot, too,” he said, motioning over to you. your eyes widened. “i saw the way you were watching us.”
ej’s eyebrows furrowed even further together, glancing over at you. both of them, with equally intimidating stares, were facing you, waiting for you to admit it or defend yourself.
what were you supposed to say? would ej get mad if you admitted that you did think it was kind of hot watching him make out with his best friend? would he think you were weird?
“i-i—”
you were sputtering out nonsense, still fighting a battle as to whether you wanted to defend yourself or admit the truth.
luckily, nicholas was there to do it for you.
“look at her,” he said with a laugh. “it’s obvious she liked what she saw. we’ll do it again for you, if you want.”
“no, we won’t,” euijoo interjected with a scoff.
and then, just for a split second, he saw it. on your face, a flash of disappointment. it was unconscious even to you, but it seemed like deep down, you were a bit disappointed that he wasn’t interested in recreating the show you’d seen just a few minutes earlier.
“wait a minute,” he said. “you actually liked it?”
“i-i mean, i don’t know,” you answered, struggling to meet either of their eyes.
“tell me, baby,” ej pried. “just tell me the truth. i won’t be upset.”
your face was pulsating, your cheeks red. it took you a minute to muster up the strength to give him the true answer.
“yeah,” you finally admitted. “i liked it.”
you glanced up at them for just a moment to see them exchanging some kind of look. you didn’t know what it meant. all you knew was that nicholas was smirking at euijoo, a mischievous little grin.
“you know,” nicholas said, setting his cup down, “i think we should get out of here.”
-
the three of you left the party together and ended up back at yours and ej’s apartment.
it was awkward, admittedly, sitting on the couch in between the two men. none of you quite knew what to say, and the silence was deafening.
of course, it was nicholas who eventually broke the silence.
“so, should we get it started?” he asked.
“get what started?” euijoo asked, already annoyed.
“you know,” nicholas replied. “your girl wants a show. let’s give her one. and now that we’re all alone, she can join in on the fun.”
euijoo glanced down at you, scanning your face, looking for the assurance that you wanted to keep going.
“you really wanna do this?” he asked you.
“if you do, i do,” you affirmed.
he took a deep breath, glancing from you over to nicholas.
then, finally, “fine. let’s go to the bedroom.”
although it wasn’t his apartment, nicholas led the way down the hall to the bedroom, practically skipping with excitement.
you and euijoo followed, and within a few seconds, the three of you were on the bed.
you were laying back against the pillows, while euijoo and nicholas sat beside each other down at the end of the bed where your feet were.
“did you like kissing me earlier?” nicholas asked, eyes trailing ej up and down.
“it was…” euijoo trailed off, searching for the right word. “fine.”
nicholas scoffed, offended.
“it was better than fine and you know it,” he replied.
you sat up on your elbows, hardly sparing a blink as you watched their faces get closer and closer to each other.
“i wasn’t thinking straight,” ej said. “it’s hard to remember.”
nicholas hummed.
“then let me remind you.”
he grabbed euijoo’s face in one of his large hands, rings probably cold on euijoo’s skin, and then joined their lips together.
you watched in awe at the way their lips seems to just melt into each other’s, how it seemed so natural the way they kissed, like they’d been doing it for years.
after a moment, ej brought his hand up and wrapped it around the back of nicholas’s neck, pulling him in even closer. at that, nicholas moaned into ej’s mouth.
you caught a sliver of one of their tongues entering the other one’s mouth, unable to figure out who’s was who’s. but then it became a battle of both their tongues, rubbing and intertwining with each other.
you squeezed your legs together, already feeing yourself getting worked up just from the sight of them kissing. all you wanted to do was to somehow get between them, to be in on their messy makeout.
euijoo pulled back a bit, glancing over at you to check on you and gauge how you were taking it so far. your eyes were blown out wide, lips glossy from how many times you’d licked them in the past few minutes.
“still doing okay?” he asked you, his torso pressed against nicholas’s.
“are you kidding?” nicholas said with a laugh. “look at her. she’s better than okay.”
ej noticed it but didn’t want to say anything so he didn’t embarrass you. it was obvious that them making out had made your horny, though. your thighs pressed together and your bright red cheeks were evidence enough.
he smiled a little.
“you can touch yourself if you want,” he offered.
that was all he said before he faced nicholas again and pressed their lips back together. you released a drawn out sigh, watching your boyfriend and his best friend devour each other.
you wanted to touch yourself, you really did, but it was nerve wracking to think about doing so in front of nicholas. he’d never see you in that kind of way, and you weren’t sure what he’d think.
regardless, he was occupied in something—someone—else, so you took the opportunity to slowly slide your hand down your body and into your pants.
straight past your panties, your fingertips brushed over your clit. you gasped, feeling how wet you already were, staring to rub the puffy bud in little circles.
nicholas’s hands trailed down euijoo’s body, desperately rubbing up and down his sides, pushing the fabric of his t-shirt up until it was bunched up around his shoulders. they pulled apart for a moment so ej could lose the shirt entirely.
nicholas’s eyes drank in the sight of ej’s bare torso, his hands gripping and rubbing your boyfriend’s supple skin.
“fuck, look at your little fucking waist,” nicholas practically growled against ej’s mouth. “you’re so sexy, juju.”
ej smiled and leaned back in, pressing his now bare torso against nicho’s as their lips intertwined once again. nicholas held ej’s waist as he slid his tongue back into his mouth, rubbing it against ej’s.
you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips, your fingers gliding further down your soaked pussy. you dragged them down your folds and back up, spreading your arousal and staring at the two men unashamed, biting your lower lip.
ej pulled back from the kiss to look over at you again.
“why don’t you take some clothes off, baby?” he suggested in that sickeningly sweet voice of his.
you immediately obliged, sliding your hand out of your pants to take your shirt and bra off, all while maintaining deep eye contact with him. you almost didn’t notice nicholas stripping as well, revealing his toned abdomen.
you unbuttoned your pants and got rid of them, left in nothing but your drenched underwear. both of the men eyed you hungrily, but ej was the first to make a move. he detached himself from nicholas and made his way up the bed over to you, finally kissing you instead.
you tangled your fingers in caramel-colored hair, moaning into his mouth. he kissed you slowly, sweetly, carefully, and you wondered if it was the same way he kissed nicholas.
meanwhile, nicholas rid himself of his pants, left in nothing but his boxers. he stared as you and ej kissed, watched the way your legs quivered and spread. there was a patch of wetness on your thin panties, and it had nicholas’s cock twitching.
“do you want him to touch you?” ej asked, briefly pulling back from your lips.
you glanced over at nicholas, feeling a wave of insecurity and intimidation wash over you at the way he was staring with that hard look on his face.
“i-i—”
“he won’t bite,” ej assured you, glancing behind his shoulder at nicholas. “even if it looks like he will.”
nicholas fixed his expression, trying his best to look less threatening for your sake.
“you’re soaked,” he commented, inching his way over to you and euijoo. “let me take these off you, yeah?”
silently, you nodded, gasping when his cold, ringed fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties and slid them down your legs. you tried not to think too hard about it—the fact that you were now completely naked in front of your boyfriend’s best friend, your bare cunt on full display for him.
sensing your horror, ej leaned back in and kissed you, distracting you from your embarrassment.
you gasped into his mouth when you felt nicholas’s fingers swipe up the length of your pussy, gathering your excess of arousal. he spread the wetness around, and his fingers prodded at your entrance. just when you thought he was going to slide them in, he dragged them back up and pressed down on your clit instead.
you whimpered into ej’s mouth, humping your hips up into the air desperately. it made nicholas chuckle, and only aggravated you.
“she’s so sensitive,” he mumbled, slowly circling your clit with his middle and ring fingers. “you’re just as fun to play with as ej.”
ej hummed before he pulled apart from your lips, glancing down at where nicholas’s hand was rubbing you.
“don’t tease her,” he scolded. “she’s been good, you can fuck her with your fingers.”
you gulped, surprised to see your boyfriend take such authority when he was normally more submissive leaning. even nicholas looked surprised for a moment to be told what to do, but nonetheless, he obliged.
slowly and gently, he slid his fingers inside your pussy, getting you nice and stretched out. you cried out, gripping the bedsheet as your walls clamped around his slender fingers.
“fuck,” nicholas mumbled. “she’s so warm ‘n wet.”
ej began peppering kisses down your jawline and to your neck, and you felt like you were in heaven. the soft suction of his lips on your neck and nicholas’s lengthy fingers pumping in and out of you was euphoric. you didn’t think it could get better until you felt another hand on your pussy—euijoo’s.
while nicholas was finger fucking you, ej began to slowly rub your clit in circles, and your eyes rolled back into your head.
“oh my god,” you moaned, not even knowing what to do with yourself because it felt so good.
“is that good, baby?” ej asked you.
“yes, euijoo,” you choked out, clenching around nicho’s fingers. “it’s so fucking good.”
he smiled against your neck, continuing to kiss his way down until he made it to your chest. he wrapped his lips around one of your erect nipples and began suckling softly on the bud, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure and relaxation.
you couldn’t believe this was happening—you had two of the sexiest men you’d ever seen in your life pleasing you at the same exact time. ej rubbing your clit and sucking your nipples, and nicholas fingering you so deep that you were practically wetting the bed with your arousal.
suddenly, taking advantage of the fact that your lips were free now, nicholas brought his face to yours and kissed you—for real this time. his lips on yours and the way he kissed you was nothing like the way ej kissed you. nicholas was rougher, more intense. his tongue found its way into your mouth quickly, and you had to match his pace, so you rubbed your own tongue against his, exchanging saliva.
you moaned into his mouth, your fingers tugging on ej’s hair as he tugged your nipple between his teeth. you were practically riding both their hands, inching yourself closer and closer to your high. you needed it desperately, and you couldn’t hide it from them.
“you gonna cum, baby?” ej asked, gliding his tongue around your nipple.
all you could do was nod into nicholas’s mouth, unable to speak even if you weren’t kissing him. he plunged his fingers as deep as they could go inside of you, and your legs clamped around both their hands.
“fuck!” you yelped, breaking apart from the kiss. “shit, nghhh—i’m cumming!”
you threw your head back, releasing a strained moan as your climax washed over you. you tugged your boyfriends hair, tightening around their fingers as the knot in your stomach undid itself.
“fuck, that’s it,” nicholas cooed, watching the way your legs twitched as you started to come down. “so fucking pretty when you cum.”
he pulled his fingers out of you, and ej detached from your nipple. they were both sat on either side of you, looking down at you. ej carefully caressed your tummy, lulling you back down from the intensity of your orgasm.
“you’re so hard,” nicholas suddenly said, motioning to ej’s cock, straining obviously in his pants.
suddenly, nicholas was reaching over you to plant his palm against ej’s covered length, feeling it pulsate under his hand.
“fuck,” ej hissed, instinctively jutting his hips forward, pressing his cock further into nicho’s grasp.
nicholas smirked at his best friend’s reaction, squeezing ej’s length over the fabric of his sweatpants. he dragged his hand back and forth, but when he decided that wasn’t enough, he tugged on the waistband and tugged them down enough for ej’s length to spring free.
at the sight of your boyfriend’s dick drooling with pre cum, you eagerly sat up on your knees and positioned yourself in front of him. ej looked down at you tenderly, bringing his hand to the back of your head to guide your mouth onto his length.
you took him well like you always did, kitten licking up the precum from his tip before taking the rest of his length into your mouth.
ej sighed in pleasure, dropping his head back. you glanced up, only to find nicholas leaning forward and planting a firm kiss to ej’s neck.
“fuck,” ej groaned, bringing his other hand to the back of nicho’s neck.
it was hard to keep your eyes open with the tip of his long cock gagging you when it hit the back of your throat every few seconds, but you refused to miss what was occurring in front of you. nicholas sucking hickeys into ej’s neck was a beautiful sight, and you could feel yourself getting worked up all over again.
and it only got better when you watched ej’s hand carefully drag down the front of nicho’s torso, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. they made eye contact, seemingly exchanging information telepathically, and then ej was slipping his hand into the other’s boxers.
“oh shit,” nicholas moaned as ej began stroking him slowly. “fuck—that’s good.”
you watched the bump of ej’s hand moving in nicholas’s boxers, so entranced by the sight that you found yourself slacking on the blowjob you were giving.
“mmm, keep going, baby,” ej urged, drawing you back in with that coaxing voice of his.
you turned your attention back to him, pushing him as deep into your throat as you could go. you clenched your eyes shut in discomfort, hollowing out your cheeks.
you deep-throated him for a few minutes before he let you up for a much needed breather. when your eyes reopened, you found that nicholas’s boxers were to his knees and ej’s hand was pumping his thick cock in a rapid motion.
again, you sat back and watched in awe. the chemistry they had, the way they both seemed to know what the other one liked, left you dumbfounded. you truly began to question if this wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this with each other.
“finish him off,” ej suddenly said to you, and your eyes widened.
“what about you?” you asked, glancing over at his long cock, standing straight up against his abs from how hard he was.
“don’t worry about me right now,” he retorted. “wanna see you take nicho, okay? wanna see you swallow everything he gives you. can you do that, pretty girl?”
you gulped with nerves, but nodded nonetheless. it was always hard to say no to ej, not that you wanted to.
you sat yourself on your knees in front of nicholas, face to face with his cock. a long vein ran all the way up from the bottom to the top, and so you traced it with your tongue before wrapping your lips around his bulbous tip.
“holy shit,” nicholas moaned, his hand finding the back of your head—not to push you, but to keep it firmly rested there. “that’s it, that’s a good girl.”
his words practically made you purr, your pussy nearly dripping onto the bed. you were so horny despite having cum all ready, but you needed more.
luckily, your boyfriend sensed that. before you knew it, ej was spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. and then, from the back, he licked a firm, electrifying stripe up from your hole to your clit, a lick so pleasurable that you whimpered around nicholas’s cock, jolting in delight.
“oh, yeah,” nicholas muttered. “fuck—is that good? you like getting your pussy eaten while you’re sucking me off?”
you eagerly nodded your head, your mouth stuffed too full to speak. although, you figured that even if your mouth wasn’t full, you still wouldn’t have been able to say anything. you were so fucked out, already dumb and you hadn’t even gotten fucked yet.
ej drank your arousal and licked your pussy up and down, circling the tip of his tongue against your puffy clit. you didn’t know what to do with your hands, so you opted for planting them on nicholas’s sharp hips, which gave you the leverage to suck him even deeper into your mouth.
your moans vibrated around his length, and he fucked his hips forward, making you gag when he hit the back of your throat.
“‘m fucking close,” he warned, tugging on your strands of hair.
you blinked up at him, your cunt tightening around euijoo’s tongue in excitement. just the thought of nicholas cumming was enough to make you feel like you could cum soon too.
he fucked his cock in and out of your throat a couple of more times before tensing, and then you felt the first string of hot, salty cum, hitting your tongue. you swallowed it and continued to do so with the ropes of it that followed, giving both him and ej what they wanted.
and nicholas looked so good when he came—his face scrunched up, releasing an array of beautiful sounds, abs tight and glistening with sweat—that suddenly, you felt like you were going to release all over euijoo’s face.
“e-ej!” you cried out, pushing your hips back into his face. “oh god, right there!”
his tongue rapidly flicked up and down, and suddenly, you, too, were cumming. you released all over his face, drenching him with your wetness, and he slurped it all up, licking your cunt clean.
you collapsed flat on your back against the bed when you were done cumming, looking up at the two men tiredly.
“wake up,” euijoo said, spreading your legs and making room for himself between them. “i haven’t cum yet, baby.”
your body was pliant from you sleepy you were, making it easy for nicholas to pick you up and place you on his lap, your back pressed to his sweaty chest. you put your feet on the tops of his thighs, spreading your legs and revealing your glistening pussy to ej.
you leaned back against nicho’s chest, steadying your breathing as ej lined himself up and nudged in until just his tip was inside you. with how wet you were, it wasn’t going to be hard for him to get you adjusted to his size.
as he slid inch by inch, nicholas wrapped one hand around your waist and brought it down to rub your clit. he used the other one to slide up your stomach and land on your breast, tweaking your hard nipple.
you felt like you were on another dimension, sandwiched between these two men, both of them stimulating every part of you. you felt so good, you couldn’t even do or say anything except lay there and take what they were giving you.
ej bottomed out and was quick to start thrusting, fucking you at a consistent pace from the start.
“is it good, baby?” nicholas asked in your ear, kissing just below it. “use your words.”
“it’s so f-fucking good,” you cried out, your body rocking back into his chest every time ej thrusted into you.
“you’re so pretty,” ej whispered, leaning forward to peck you on the lips. “such a sweet thing letting us play with you like this.”
you turned your head to the side and met nicholas’s lips, letting him snake his tongue into your mouth. you rubbed your tongues together, moaning pathetically and tiredly as ej fucked you hard and deep, his tip quickly finding your g-spot.
“mmmmph, oh my god,” you mumbled against nicholas’s mouth. “it feels so good.”
“i know,” nicholas cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers. “i know.”
ej stared down at you in awe, perched on his best friend’s lap, making out with him. it was such an outrageously hot sight that he wanted to take a picture, and that way he’d never forget it.
but he was too close. he couldn’t think about stopping now, not when his orgasm was rapidly approaching. you could tell, too, based on his hips were moving fluidly, his thrusting losing its rhythm.
“cum again for me,” he commanded.
you looked up at him with big, watery eyes.
“can’t,” you whimpered out.
“hey, yes you can,” nicholas cooed, pressing his fingers firmly onto your clit. “you can do it. be good and cum for us, okay?”
you tossed your head back against his shoulder, and ej couldn’t resist. with your neck exposed like that, he felt like a magnet the way his hand immediately reached out to wrap around it. he squeezed just slightly, applying only a touch of pressure, but he knew it was just what you needed to get you to the brink of orgasm.
you clenched around him, legs shaking and threatening to close, but he kept them open. he thrusted, once, twice, three more times and then abruptly stopped, buried to the hilt inside of you.
you came with a silent, choked moan, your entire body twitching in nicholas’s lap. ej stuffed you full with his warm, sticky load, panting like he’d just run a marathon.
he slowly thrusted, riding and milking out both your orgasms, fucking his cum deep inside of you, where it belonged.
you were a mess. all three of you were, but you especially because—and you hadn’t realized it—but nicholas had cum against just from his cock rubbing against your back a few times. you were covered in cum from the inside out.
ej pulled out and helped you off nicholas’s lap. the three of your lay beside each other, practically melting into the sheets.
for a good ten minutes, there was silence. you were dozing off and only awakened when you felt a wetness on your skin.
you opened your eyes and realized the wetness was from ej wiping you off with a damp towel.
“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to kiss you softly on the forehead.
“mmm, yeah,” you answered tiredly.
nicholas was off the bed now, cleaning himself off and redressing. you realized, even in your tired state, that you didn’t want him to go. you didn’t like how neither them were laying beside you anymore.
“wait,” you called out weakly, getting nicholas’s attention. “can you guys just…get back in bed? can we just go to sleep together?”
ej and nicholas exchanged a glance.
“both of us?” nicholas asked.
“yeah,” you said. “if that’s okay.”
nicholas, who’d just put his shirt back on, immediately took it back off and crawled back into bed with you.
“more than okay,” he assured, kissing your cheek.
ej chuckled and climbed back into bed on the other side of you, pulling you into his chest.
“i could get used to this,” you mumbled, closing your eyes.
and you could. you felt safe with both men there on either side of you. you thought that you didn’t want this to be just a one time thing.
“yeah,” ej agreed. “me too.”
the three of you fell asleep then, an end to a night that none of you expected.
pairing. maki x gn!reader genre. fluff warnings. none rlly just language notes. i’ve been high off that &team pill lately and maki is the new loml so i wanted to cook smth up
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