𝓘’m not a pervert, 𝓘 swear!
Pairing ; Succubus’shoko x loser female’reader x Incubus’Geto
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 𝓒ontent ; 18+ content, sub’reader, dom’ Shoko & Geto, threesome (do not know the pose name), p in v, female receiving, overstimulation,squ!rting virgin reader, first time sex, somewhat double penetration, dirty talk, and reader is a big loser
personal notes ; I really did not plan for this to be as long as it is ߹𖥦߹ butt who cares, the more the better!
“Dude.. do you not get tired of playing that game?” Your coworker asks, a cigarette resting between her lips.
You shrug your shoulders and push the middle of your glasses up as you continue to spam combos on your phone, “do you get tired of causing your lungs harm?” You mumble back, earning a groan from your coworker.
“I’m serious. We are grown women! You should be like— I don’t know worried about a boyfriend? Or money? Something other than..” She stares at you and waves her hand to your device, “video games.? Or whatever they’re called.”
“Shouldn’t you be minding your business.” You huff, glaring up at her then back at your game, staring at the big red text of GAME OVER.
She rolls her eyes and smushes her cigarette against the wall, “i’m just worried, you don’t need to be an asshole about it. Why can’t you be more like our lead manager?”
“Because i’m not our lead manager, i’m my own person.” You turn your attention back to your phone as you click restart, “if you’re done, I’d like to enjoy my lunch break, alone.”
She just scoffs and tosses the cigarette next to your foot, stepping on it and nearly missing your foot. “Bitch.” She grumbles, walking away.
“Whatever.. hate this stupid fucking job anyway.” You mumble to yourself, switching the tabs on your phone to reddit, scrolling through the daily feed, looking for something to distract you from your soiled mood.
You click a post of your two favorite characters, a long paragraph about their overall character, a nice drawing of fanart below the wall text. A small smile rest on your face as you skim through the text, moving down to the art as you stare at it.
A male with long black hair, some of it in a neat bun, in an armored suit alongside a woman with short brown hair wearing a police uniform. The game is about a knight accidentally time traveling into the future where he runs into a detective whose actively solving a crime she’s stuck on, the knight is able to give her some context and throughout the entire game they solve the mysterious crime— plot twist, the knights younger brother was the culprit.
Is it a bit cliche? Maybe. But ever since middle school you’ve grown up on it, knowing it started off as a webtoon and now it’s a fully fleshed game? You’re basically its number one fan, so why would that burning passion fizzle when you become a grown woman?
Yes, maybe it’s hard for you to become friends with your age group given the vastly different interest, adults are only into bills and drinking.. sometimes you wished you could get out of this stupid city and explore, meeting people who share what you like.
You stand up and stretch, pulling your cardigan on your shoulder more as you look at the time, a notification pops up, you click it and your face scrunches. It’s another team dinner today, a mandatory one, which meant more drinking and staying out till three. Time being wasted from your night where you can just be scrolling through updated comics.
You turn off your phone and shove it in your pocket, “fuck.”
A few hours pass of sitting in your cubical and staring at timesheets, clicking, dragging, a repeated and tiring cycle.
“Y/n!” Someone calls, you lift your head up and look around, then your eyes lower as you notice it’s the team leader, a tall woman wearing a dress suit and her hair draped down her shoulders, looking way younger than you’d expect for someone in there 30’s, the “perfect woman” in other words. Very different from you, a woman in her early 20’s wearing a shabby cardigan and a pencil skirt, thrifted heels and your hair in a “put” together bun.
You get up and walk towards her— she stands in front of the meeting room door, holding it open for you. You walk in and stand next to the meeting table with your hands in your pockets.
She softly closes the door and looks over you, that tooth rotting smile on her lips, pressed into a thin line with that radiant red lipstick.
“Y/n..” She drags your name on with that high pitched saleswoman voice, “I’ve been hearing a lot of complaints from your co workers about you.. you know we try to keep this environment a..” She presses her hands together and lifts herself on her heels, looking around, her tongue clicking as she’s looking for the word. “A comfortable one.” She looks at you.
Your eyebrow raises and you run your tongue along your bottom teeth, “I don’t see what you’re getting at. I’m a good worker and me getting along with others shouldn’t have such a big iss-
“See!” She snaps, “that’s the thing, having that silly mindset causes a fuss for others around you.. I get that your so young that you wouldn’t really understand but..” She leans her head to the side and bats her eyelashes at you, “sometimes you just have to.. suck it up? Isn’t that the saying?”
“Suck? It..” You whisper, you can feel a new gray hair finding it’s way into your head due to this stupid woman, you just ball your fist up and nod, holding back every curse word known to man.
“Suck it up!? Is this bitch crazy!?” You scream into your pillow, suffocating your muffled screams, legs kicking around in anger. You toss your pillow across the room as your chest heaves in pure rage. How dare she?! Treating you like some child! So what if you don’t get along with everyone, thats their problem not yours!
You let out a louder groan that causes your roommate to open your door, “hey I heard yell-
“Get out.” You snap, she just … nods and slowly closes your door.
You go to your desk and toss yourself into your gaming chair, spinning around slowly as you rub the middle of your forehead. Your genuinely at a loss.. you don’t wanna loose your job because where else would you work? Your parents paid too much money for that stupid degree for you to end up at some game store around the corner…
You lift your legs up and hug your knees, picking up your phone off your desk and scrolling back on reddit, hopefully you’ll find something on this god forbidden app to distract you.
Almost an hour passes of you scrolling, no solution found whatsoever, only things about quitting and supporting their own business in order to help people like you that you have no interest in, then something piques your interest.
You click the post and see this post about someone ranting in detail about how they hated their life, you almost feel bad for them, then as you keep reading you see an image below the text, some type of pentagram, then under it says.
“ I found this creepy book in my grandpas attic and decided, well my life has already hit the fan so why not summon a demon or something.” You snicker at the text and keep reading, “surprisingly it actually did something, I cant go into detail but now everyone at my job loves me! I even got a promotion, 100% true, should use, I recommend!”
You scroll back at the photo and hum, you never really believed in demons or that type of stuff, which would be a surprise to anyone, given your room looks like you believe in every ghostly spirit and watch every anime.
You stare at the photo longer, nibbling on your bottom lip.
“It’ll be worth a shot..” You mumble.
You turn off your light and lock your door, looking at the poorly drawn pentagon on your ground. You sit down in front of it, legs crossed as you grab your knife, you really don’t know why you’re doing this, maybe out of boredom? You know it won’t work yet here you are already slicing your palm, hovering your hand over the pentagon as you recite the chant.
At first nothing happens, it’s quiet and your hand is starting to ache from how deeply you scarred it, then.. a light flash blinds you, you wince in pain and try to cover your eyes.
“What the-.!?” You yelp, the light only gets even more blinding, then wind begins to pick up out of god knows where, items in your room beginning to float while some fall, your trying your best not to scream at the top of your lungs given your roommate is literally a few doors down— but then it all stops.
You uncover your eyes as they try to readjust to the environment, blinking profusely until you’re able to make out two figures standing in the middle of the pentagram.. then your eyes widen.
A tall male with luxurious black hair down to his waist, arms crossed as your eyes glaze down to his body, a mix of toned and muscular with a slim waist, and a really odd outfit on.. a stretched black leather crop with flared leather pants.
You realize he isn’t the only one and look over at the other one, a shorter woman with long stringy brown hair, she has an even more revealing outfit on compared to his, a leather bikini that definitely has her tits sitting up perfectly, short black leather shorts on. Her body is almost as toned as his — hand resting on her hip.
“What.. the.. hell..” You mumble.
They both stare down at you, the man speaks first, “well, I wasn’t expecting this..” He snickers, his eyes roaming around your room.
“Me either, are we sure this is an .. adult?” The woman adds, glancing around as her judgmental eyes dissect every figure and poster in your room, “I mean it’s kind of cute.”
“Who—who.. are you.!?” You shout, they both let out a synchronized hum and look at each other, then down at you.
“I mean you summoned us, we should be asking who are you..” The male says, “it’s not everyday you just randomly summon demons into your room and question them..”
“I know that but! I didn’t..— I didn’t summon you two.!” You exclaim, they both look down at the pentagram then at you, “well.. i.. shit..”
“I bet you didn’t expect it to work huh? did you find this online or something? Given by your room, I can tell it’s all you do.. you could’ve at least did research.” The woman says, her words jabbing you directly in the head because she isn’t lying.
“Listen i.. I summoned you..” You look between them two, “really I meant to summon.. one of you. But I just.. I didn’t! Ugh..- I just wanted someone to help me get these assholes at work off me..” You look down and let out a sigh, staring at the cut on your hand that’s weirdly fading away. “I could’ve went to anyone else but.. this was really supposed to be a joke. I didn’t expect it to work..”
You glance up at them and it seems like they’re holding back laughter from the way their lips are stretched into a thin smile, “what.. what’s so funny.!?” You ask.
“Love.. we aren’t “regular” demons.. we’re sex demons.. what could we possibly do to help you?” The male bends down and smiles.
“Unless, you’re just coming up with some type of excuse.. we don’t mind if thats the story you choose to believe..” The female smirks.
“Sex.. sex demons?” You whisper.
Another gray hair is sprouting.
A few minutes pass of you pacing back and forth between your room as they both sit in the middle of the pentagram, your not sure what to do, you could just call the police but how would they believe you.. you could go back to the post but there wasn’t a manual of how to send them back.
You stand in front of them and stare, they just look up at you.. you could ask them.. but your mind might already know how to send them away. Your face flushes at the thought and you grab the sides of your head, eyes squeezed shut to cause those thoughts to disappear, “no. no fucking way..” You mumble, they look at each other and then you.
“Wait..” You open your eyes and observe them, “why are you two just sitting there.?”
The woman sighs and rolls her eyes, her head resting on the males shoulder, “this is why you do your research.. we aren’t able to leave unless you consent for us too.. basically in a way we’re your pets until you send us back..”
“So you do whatever I say?”
“That is what a pet is in this world, right?” She grumbles.
“But! We also have our own conditions.” The male says, “in order for us to do your orders, we have to be fed.. and i’m sure you know what that means..” His eyes glaze over your body, a shiver running down your spine from his gaze as you step back a bit.
You bring your fingernail to your mouth and begin to chew, “so if I sleep with you.. in return you’ll get my co workers to leave me be..”
They both nod, “I just have to sleep with one of you.. right?”
They both snicker and then burst into laughter, you stand there with your brows furrowed. “What’s so funny.?”
“You summoned us both, that means you get both of us..” The woman says, her eyes lowering as they meet yours, “we like to share, and we’d love to share you..”
Your face flushes and you avoid both of their gazes, “fine! I’ll do it.. deal.. but I pick when we do it.” You look back at them, both wearing a toothy grin.
How does the saying go? Don’t make a deal with the devil? Even if they’re two of the most attractive people you’ve ever laid your eyes on.? You definitely understand it now.
Coffee mug in hand, lips rested on the rim, leaned against your desk as you watch Shoko and Geto or so that’s the names they told you— socialize happily amongst your co-workers, even laughing with that asshole who almost stepped on your foot. It’s almost amazing how easy they make it seem, but what’s not amazing is that you’ve mustard up zero courage to sleep with either of them.
surprisingly their both respectful when it comes to boundraies, yet you can feel it in the way they look at you that their restrainging themselves.
Take now as an example, Shoko keeps glancing over at you, you can feel her eyes undressing you in front of everyone, wearing that nonchalant expression as she speaks, you should be embarrassed, disgusted even.. but you just press your lips further against the rim.
You turn around and sit in your chair, you need to do your work, not be worried about the sex demons you summoned.
“This place is full of so many fakes..” A voice says, you look up and see Shoko standing there, leaned against your cubicle with your coffee mug in her hand.
You look at it, then her, then back at your computer. “Well, thats just how it is here.. I don’t get why you both bother to socialize with others having that in mind.” You glide your mouse against your pad, seemingly clicking random tabs to look busy.
“Is that why no one here likes you?” She says, your body stiffens, tongue running along your bottom teeth as your eyes slowly drag to her, standing there with your mug close to her lips and a smug smirk.
“Everyone here keeps warning me about your attitude and smart mouth.. maybe the co-workers aren’t the problem.. maybe, it’s you.”
“You know nothing. And you have no say in anything revolving me. I summoned you here to help me, not judge me.” You snap, she glances at the rim of the mug, specifically where your lips were a few minutes ago.
“But I am helping.. just in my own..” She brings the mug to her lips, whispering against the rim, “way..”
Your hands ball up into a tight fist, fingernails sinking into your palms out of irritation— angry that not only is she pissing you off, but she’s so good at making you feel vulnerable, given the way you stupidly press your thighs together; something that catches her eye.
She sets the mug down and smiles, “I doubt you are the problem.. I was just teasing.. but if the environment causes you so much distress, just unwind.. you have us now..” She stuffs her hands in a cardigan you let her borrow, “we may be demons, but remember we were human once..” She reaches out and pats your head, walking off.
You sit there and stare at your screen, you let out a breathy sigh, eyes glancing down to your firmly smushed thighs. You almost get the urge to slip your hand under your skirt, ut the thought is so revolting that you smack yourself.
after a while of working, you get out your chair and stretch, letting out a soft hum.. you head towards the printer room slash break room and walk towards the printer, fingers gliding across the screen.. you hear a soft click behind you, but pay no mind.
“Honestly if I were you I’d get a new job..” You hear a voice say, another annoying voice that you dare not look at the source of it.
“Your friend said the exact same thing earlier..” You still glance up at him, he’s leaned against the counter, right next to the printer with his arms crossed.. your eyes stupidly wander to those thick biceps that are screaming against that tight button down, clearly he has no shame in hiding it even after you forced him to wear a coat.
“What happened to your coat?. Theres a reason I told you to wear it..” You look at him and then turn your attention back to the printer.
“I felt too secluded.. suffocating even, you know us demons barely even wear these..” He looks at himself and then scoffs, “hideous clothing.”
“Well it’s a crime to be walking around here bare ass naked, so..” You shrug, he lets out a soft chuckle.
“I mean it’s a crime to be walking around your house with those.. cute underwear with the small bows on them..” He whispers, you flinch at his words— you already feel the heat arising to your cheeks.
“It’s also a crime that you hide such a gorgeous body behind all those layers of clothing..” His whispers are sickeningly sweet, to add onto such a dangerous mix, his hand finds it’s way resting on top of yours— thumb sliding across your knuckles.
“Such a crime to be so.. alluring .. personality and body wise..” He mumbles, you didn’t even notice that he’s moved closer, his other hand slithering to the side of your hip, messing with the hem on your skirt..
“This.. i’m at work.. you shouldn’t be doing this..-“ you barely whisper, the words stuck in your chest.
“Tell me to stop then..” He breathed, lips inches from your earlobe.. you feel stuck, you should push him off and cuss him out, but it’s so hypnotizing, his touch is melting you into a pathetic puddle..
“Use your words y/n..” his tongue extends and leaves a hot stripe on your earlobe, that causes you to come to your senses, shoving him off and keeping him at a distance with your arms.
He puts his hands up in a surrendering motion and smirks, “sorry sorry..” He mumbles, looking at your flushed face full of frustration, his smirk only spreading wider.
“Just..— leave..” You move your arms away, he stands there for a bit, examining you.
“Sorry.. I crossed.. the line.. I’ll keep my hands to myself..” He scratches the back of his neck, you glance at him and his expression seems like he’s genuinely sorry, which makes in-between your legs throb even more, letting out a soft groan.
“It’s fine..” You whisper, he nods and then walks out, shutting the door behind him.
You basically fall to your knees, your hand gripping your shirt, head down with your lips resting on your knuckles.. the teasing words from Shoko mixed with the touch of Geto, it’s all so overbearing.. what’s even worse is that they closely resemble the people you love the most, curse that author for drawing such attractive characters.
You let out heavy breathes and come to a conclusion, you need them gone, now.
Which was way easier said than done.
You stand in front of the bathroom mirror, hands on each side of the sink, face damp from dunking it in the water way too many times— trying to encourage yourself.
You hate to admit it, but you do want it, want them.. but both!? Especially since you’re a virgin.? It arouses you of course but it also scares you.. what if they suck your soul out when they’re done.?
The thought causes a cold shiver through your spine and you shake your head, no. They could’ve been did that while you were sleeping or something ..
“I got this.. just.. go with the flow.?” You glare at the mirror and swallow very hard.
You close the door behind you as you enter the bedroom, their both laying on your bed, taking up your space. Luckily you got a queen sized bed so it actually fits all three of you somehow.. Shoko looks up at you while Geto is reading a book he found on your shelf.
You walk to the end of the bed and fiddle with your hands, clearing your throat loudly— Geto looks up and it causes you to get even more nervous, you can feel your palms getting drenched in sweat as you wipe them on your pants.
“Listen— i’m not very.. uhm..” you clear your throat once again, “experienced in the field of sex..” you glance at them once, their eyebrows are raised and you look away, swinging your arms back and forth. “What i’m trying to get at.. what am I.. trying to say.. basically.! I want.. to hold up my, end of the deal..”
You glance back at them and they look at each other and then you.
“We aren’t gonna like.. suck your soul or anything.. you know that right?” Shoko chuckles.
“Right.. right! Yeah— yeah I know that..” nice to know.. you mentally check off.
“Well, we aren’t really trying to rush you into having sex with us.. you’re the one in control of us so..” Geto says, closing the book and placing it on your nightstand, “but.. if you really want too.. we’ll try our best to be gentle..”
You take their words to heart, it sadly makes your heart skip a beat the way they’re actually caring about you as a whole.. but you need them gone now, you’ll just suck it up and keep working, get enough money and move to Arkansas or something..
“I want too—I want this..” you mumble.
They look at each other again, like they’re speaking their own code with their eyes.. you try to figure out what their saying but it’s quickly cut off when they both put their attention back on you.
“Fine.” Shoko smiles, she shifts onto the edge of the bed and Geto moves into the middle, his legs open enough, inviting you to sit.. then he pats his thigh.
You nod and slowly crawl into the bed, you sit on your knees in the middle of his lap.. then feel your bed sink in as Shoko gets behind you.. her finger glides under your chin, you hopelessly lean towards her enticing lips, a gentle peck sends flutters through your stomach, eyes fluttering shut, then you feel another, and then a much deeper kiss..
The way her tongue presses against yours, fingers gliding from your chin down to your chest..
Then you feel a soft peck on your neck, your eyes hazily open and glance over at Geto whose leaving long stripes against your collarbone, each one followed by a gentle nibble— small marks that shouldn’t mean much, but mean a lot to you.
Shoko turns you around, your back pressed up against Geto’s chest.. her mouth still locked onto yours, you can feel Geto’s hands exploring your body. They start at your hips, then reach under your shirt, cupping your breast as his fingers squeeze your nipples; your back arches against him from the action.
Shoko keeps you down with her hands and lips, the kiss growing more and more intense.
Then she slips her tongue out your mouth, desperate gasps escape your mouth as you watch her lower herself down.. further and further until shes down to your underwear.. your eyes widen and you try to sit up but Geto has you locked down.
“You have to relax.. relax for us baby..” He whispers against your neck, hands still fondling your chest.
You glance at him and then Shoko, realizing she’s backed away a bit.. she looks behind you, seemingly at Geto and he nods.
His hands glide down to your thighs, “I guess I get to go first..” He whispers before your able to say anything, your legs are forcefully spread apart, a loud yelp leaves your mouth followed by a whimper, face flushing more so due to embarrassment.
“What..- what are you doing..?!” You exclaim, his words don’t answer you, but his actions do— one of his hands swiftly pulling down his pants while Shoko moves back closer to you.. he lifts you a bit, hovering your cunt over his cock..
You look down at it and it’s extremely intimidating, curving perfectly to the point the tip is pressing against your underwear, noticeable twitching making it seem like it’s painfully needing to get inside you, thick veins traveling all around that make it seem thicker than it seems.
“your making me so shy from the way your staring.. It doesn’t bite..” He chuckles into your ear.
“i..” You mumble— Shoko pulls your underwear down, her eyes lowering from the sight of how wet you are, a soft laugh leaving her mouth as her finger glides across your clit, your body lifts from the movement, a soft whimper escaping.
“You really tried to stretch yourself out.? A virgin?” She looks up at you and you look away out of embarrassment, you hoped they wouldn’t notice how terribly you tried to fuck yourself in the shower with zero experience or guidance.
“What’d you think about, hm? I’m curious.. did you think of him or me?” her fingers keep gliding across the top of your clit, it’s like a itch that you just cant reach. You shake your head in response to her question, hips rising for more fraction, body aching for more attention.
“Use your words baby.. did you think of her? Or me.. or both?” Geto whispers against your neck again. Your eyes shut from the unbearable pleasure, you want more, need more.
“If you give us a solid answer.. you can get what you want..” Shoko says, her fingers spreading your cunt further, her head lowering down.. she gives you a teaser of what you need— her tongue licking up slowly against your clit.
A loud moan leaves your mouth, you try to close your legs but Geto has them in a firm grasp.. you realize your still hovering over his cock, that is until you feel him begin to lower you.. tip pressing harder against your entrance.
“I..- i..! Stop..- teasing..” You stutter, tears of embarrassment appearing in the corner of your eyes, “i.. yes. I thought of you— both.. both!.” You yelp. They both let out chuckles, Shoko’s fingers trailing under your ass as she firmly grasp it.
“See, you can be a good girl.. you know exactly how to use your words..” She whispers against your cunt, beginning to leave longer drags of her tongue against your clit.
Your head throws back, resting on Geto’s shoulder— eyes lowered and moans you tried to hold back slipping out like second nature.
The mixture of Getos thick cock stretching you out excruciatingly slow being added with the way Shoko is desperately devouring you, it’s all so much at once.. then Shoko moves her mouth, you look down and it one swift motion, Geto presses you down into him.
It knocks the wind out of you, it hurts so much from the front and the back, but it slowly blossoms into pleasure when he begins to move.. you can feel everything, each twitch from his cock and each outline of his veins..
“Get.. Sto..Oh god.!” You moan, hands resting on his arms as your nails sink into them, it’s feels like your insides are being bruised from each snap of his hips, each thrust upward, deeper and deeper inside.
Then you feel Shoko kiss your cunt while Geto is still thrusting inside you, a kiss turns into her tongue extending outwards, slurping your clit.. a louder more cracked moan leaves your mouth, it’s too much at once, you want them to stop, to slow down.. but your words are incoherent blabbers and your mind is slipping into a cloudy blur.
“Don’t .. fuck..- pass out on us.. you feel so fucking good.. it’s such a good thing you saved such a sweet pssy for us..” Geto huffs, strained groans leaving his mouth as he rams himself more into you, abusing your sweet spot to the point it feels numbing.
“Does it feel good love.? Hm.?” Shoko asks against you, unconsciously you nod, head moving on it’s own accord as words flow out your mouth, “ye—yes..! So.. Good..-“
“You’re such a pervert.. a whore even, being fucked by two people makes you so dirty.” Geto whispers, leaving a harsh bite on your earlobe, but any pain conflicted turns into pleasure.
If not already too much, you can feel Shoko’s fingers slipping inside you, side by side with Geto’s ruthless pace, she’s able to match it to a tea—stretching you beyond your limit.. then you see tiny speckles in the corner of your eyes, your body convulses roughly and you begin to squirt, fluids soaking your bed alongside Geto’s cock, Shoko’s fingers, and some of Shoko’s face— in which she just licks It off.
“Guess we know what you are now..” She smiles, you let out heavy exhales through your mouth.. you expect it to be over now, but Geto isn’t slowly down, he’s moving faster but rolling his hips this time.. hitting against each inch of your walls perfectly.
Shoko leans back close to your face, her fingers soaked with you— sliding inside your mouth, laying flat on your tongue and then moving further until you’re gagging on them.
You’re already so sensitive, your body is tired and you want this to be over already.. yet that fluttering feeling in your stomach arises again.. Geto’s pace slows but digs deeper into you.. his head resting your shoulder as your ears are forced to listen to each groan and breathy whimper that escapes his mouth..
Then without warning, he lets go of your legs and wraps his arms around your waist, shoving you balls deep inside of him, you choke against the sudden movement but it’s quickly cut off by Shoko placing her mouth over yours.. you can feel blobs of cum coating your walls.. sliding down and then out of you..
Maybe you .. are a pervert.
Please do not steal or repost under another name, all credits and writing is owned by starrymim.
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