Eren blinked slowly as he spoke, grinning like an idiot as his glassy eyes darted across his cracked phone screen. “I love you, baby . . . love you-love you so much, baby.”
“Eren,” you frowned, pulling your blanket across your shoulders as you watched him struggle to keep his phone steady. “Are you drunk?”
Relaxing on the couch with several blankets and a bucket of buttery popcorn, you were getting ready to watch a few episodes of your favorite Netflix show when suddenly, your phone rang from an incoming video chat from Eren.
Your boyfriend was at a party — one you didn’t feel well enough to attend — and while he offered to stay at home with you, you told him to go to the gathering and enjoy his Saturday night.
So, seeing his name appear across your phone screen was jarring, and you answered with the assumption that, perhaps, there was an emergency.
But there wasn’t. He was simply drunk, and stupidly in love.
“Baby? Baby, baby?” Eren held his camera so close to his face, you couldn’t see anything except for his eyes. “Miss you so much, okay? Okay, baby?”
“You’ve had too much to drink,” you said with an annoyed tone, but a soft grin appeared across your face. You couldn’t help it.
“Hey, hey, Armin, Armin, Armin, come look,” holding the camera at yet another weird angle for a moment — you could only see his hair, neck, shoulder, and the flashing blue lights in the background — Eren suddenly pulled his best friend beside him.
Armin appeared on your screen with a shy smile and a red solo cup in his hand. Based on the soft shade of red that graced his cheeks, you could tell that at the very least, the blonde-haired guy was tipsy.
“Look, Armin,” Eren slurred, bringing himself and his friend into the frame. “Y/N’s on the-on my screen. Technology’s so fucking cool, man. There goes my baby. That’s my baby right there. That’s my baby.”
“Hi, Y/N,” Armin waved. “Where are you? We miss you.”
“I’m at home. I wasn’t feeling too good, so I couldn’t make it.”
“What’d she say?” Armin blinked slowly, looking over at Eren. It was hard enough to hear you over the loud music, and the alcohol running through his veins certainly didn’t help either.
“Yeah,” Eren responded.
He was clearly out of it.
You couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Eren,” you paused. Your boyfriend brought the phone closer to his face when he heard you call his name. “Enjoy the party, okay? I’ll see you when you get home.”
“Noooo,” Eren frowned. “I wanna come home, come get me. I miss . . . I wanna come home, baby.”
“You’re so whiny,” rolling your eyes, you started to get off of the couch.
“Do something . . . ‘bout it when we get home,” with a smirk, Eren said, “come get me, I miss you.”
“I’m on the way,” you smiled down at your phone screen.
But, when you hung up — simply so you could throw on some clothes and focus on driving — your clingy, drunk boyfriend called you right back.
“Eren, I’m trying to get there. You gotta let me hang up, okay?”
“Why don’t you love me?”
“I do love you, but I gotta hang up so I can concentrate.”
“Okay, bye baby.”
The FaceTime call ended once again. But only for 38 seconds.
Eren called you again, and you answered while starting up your car.
“What is it, Eren?” tossing the phone down in the passenger seat, you started to drive. He absolutely wouldn’t let you off of FaceTime anytime soon.
“Nothin’,” Eren smiled cheekily. “Let’s watch a movie when we get home, baby. Are you on the way? I miss you.”
“I’m on the way, I promise.”
“Do you still love me?”
“Yes, Eren, I still love you.”
“Okay,” Eren slurred. “I love you too. Bye, baby.”
Once again, he hung up.
And, once again, he called you back half a minute later.
Your skin was just so beautiful and pure, just begging to be used like the canvas it was and yet you never gave Tengen the chance to work his magic on you. He fantasized how your neck and chest would look covered in love bites and hickies of all shapes, sizes, and colors. How your hips would look so beautiful with the bruises of his hands imprinted to the skin from him holding you so passionately. Or how his white milk would look so beautiful running down the corners of your plump kissable lips but there was just one big problem, you’re husband. Tengen didn’t care that he was shamelessly flirting with you in front of your blind husband but regardless of your sweet laughs and smiles towards him you stayed loyal to Gyomei. While on a joint mission with the Stone Hashira, Tengen believed he would finally have some alone time with you but he was oh so wrong.
He noticed you coming fresh out of the hot springs, the soft silk bathrobe barely hanging onto your wet skin as you looked around for something. He quietly raced up to you and caught your wrist since your instincts had kicked in to attack the person charging at you.
“Hello my little cherry blossom, that red paint on your lips looks beautiful. Bet it would look just as pretty on my lips, why not give me a kiss and try it out?”, Tengen teases you yet again wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close until your noses are just inches apart.
You smile up at him and sigh, “As I’ve said before Tengen I will not join your little harem of wives. Unfortunately for you I am a very possessive woman that requires the complete heart and soul of my partner and Gyomei is all that I want in a husband.”
His face scrunches up in disgust, once again it appears he’s lost. Gyomei’s crow lands on your shoulder squawking at the silver haired Hashira until a tall menacing man hover over you both.
“Hello my love.”, Gyomei hums gently reaching a large hand out to you.
You squirm out of Tengen’s grip and race to place your hand in your husband’s, you carefully lead his palm to your head and smile as his thumb brushes over your cheek in a soft sweet gesture. Gyomei was no fool, he knew Tengen was stepping out of line with you and he wouldn’t let that continue anymore. The large man towered over his companion and smiled, “Uzui please join us in our room around midnight tonight, I have something to discuss with you.”
“(Y/n) I’d like to go to our room now.”, Gyomei speaks so softly to once again reaching his hand out for you.
Tengen is left in the hallway speechless as the young couple leave him alone in the Inn’s hallway. He waits patiently for midnight and creeps to your room as silently as he can, but he senses something strange in the air. Muffled noises leak from the thin doors, a hormonal scent of pure bodily passion fills the air, it makes his heart race and he realizes just when Gyomei wanted. He opens the sliding door for a peek and that’s where he sees it…
In all your bare glory he is blessed with the sight of your naked body taking in the hard fat cock of your husband. Gyomei hushes your whiny moans with wet kisses as he slams your hips down on his aching cock. A white ring of your cum circles the base of his cock getting wetter with each bounce of your hips. Soft gummy walls struggle to stretch over Gyomei’s girth but you don’t seem to be in any pain, you beg for more against his lips. Whining, crying, begging, Gyomei to go faster and deeper in you even as your body shakes violently through another orgasm. Tengen is shocked to see your small frame squirting over his comrade’s cock, but you look so breathtaking in all your lewd glory.
“Gyomei I need more please.”, you whine rocking your hips which forces your cream to spill out.
Gyomei chuckles at your desperate pleads and kisses your lips, he slams your hips down further on his cock. Your cute pussy has his fat cock covered in slick and juices making it glide easily inside your plush walls. Fuchsia eyes watch carefully to every detail of the veiny shaft that is causing such beautiful noise to pour from your lips. Gyomei throbs and twitches against your walls as a deep low grunt comes from his chest, your toes are curling in pleasure with the full feeling of his seed inside of you. You lean back, arching your back against the cool wood tile of the room. You notice your hidden guest and smile, Gyomei can sense Tengen just outside the door and smiles knowing that he’s proving just who you belong to. “Tengen why don’t you join us?”
The white haired man gasps quietly outside of your door, he’d been caught but the throbbing beast in his robe drove him to push forward. He tries to play it cool, he can’t let his image be ruined just from seeing you pleasured beyond belief. Tengen shuts the door behind him and smiles, “Well I must say you two are certainly a spectacle together. The raw passion of you fucking your wife in such a way is remarkable Gyomei.”
Your husband is unamused by Tengen’s words, he lifts you up and pulls his throbbing cock from your tight cunt making you tremble with glee as his thick load pours from your tiny cunt. “I don’t find pleasure from “fucking” my wife Tengen, I find pleasure from peacefully breeding her and fulfilling her desire to carry my offspring. I’m proving to hungry shameless men like you that women deserves love not overwhelming passion to be happy.”, Gyomei’s words are precise and stern making you smile. Even as his seed spills from your gaping cunt to the awaiting cock below you, you can’t help but kiss him ever so sweetly.
“Gyomei I love you so much.”, you smile forgetting Tengen in the room.
Your hips try to slide back down on his cock but Gyomei doesn’t allow you to, he fills your pussy with two of his thick fingers and moves your lips to his neck, “Come now Tengen, I’m sure my wife can handle your size. You want his cock don’t you my love?”
You whimper against your husband’s neck trying to push your pussy on to his cock but he won’t allow it, “Only Gyomei’s. Only want yours honey.”, you sob.
Jealousy is boiling in Tengen’s blood, he wants you to whine for him like that and as the offer stands he chooses to pleasure you. He strips of his robe leaving him naked and spits into his palm before rubbing it against the shaft of his cock. You can feel it slapping against your clit making you whine, “I’m gonna make you fall in love with me, beautiful little slut.”
You squeal against your husband’s neck, Tengen isn’t as thick as Gyomei but he certainly fills you up. He’s rough with you, a tight grip on your hips as he slams his cock into your creamy pussy pushing out Gyomei’s load with each thrust.
“Tengen, why don’t you describe her to me? Paint a picture of my (Y/n) with words so that I can imagine what she looks like while you fill her.”, Gyomei hums softly brushing your hair out of your face gently.
Tengen stares down at you taking in every detail of your lewd form, “Her sweet pussy takes me in whole, she’s all wet and gummy inside. Sucking me back in if I dare to pull away, her back is arched with pleasure making her hips stick out more for me. She’s glowing, glowing under the soft candle light like a star. She’s gorgeous, that cute pouty face is just begging for a kiss, why don’t you kiss her Gyomei. She wants it.”
Tengen’s hand circles over your hips reaching down to your soaked clit making you whimper with pleasure. His rough thrusts are driving you crazy but Tengen just can’t reach your special spot like Gyomei can.
“Sweet little clit is all erect just from us playing with her, she’s soaking my hand with her sweet nectar and I can’t get over her sweet moans. Music to my ear, makes the sound of my balls slapping against her ass seem like nothing compared to these sweet moans. Come on Love, sing some more for us.”, Tengen chuckles against your neck, biting into the sensitive skin to watch you melt below him.
Gyomei’s weeping cock rubs against your breast obviously wanting attention, while Tengen watches, you take the head of your husband’s fat cock into your mouth and gently squeeze your breasts against the shaft making a deep airy moan erupt from Gyomei’s lips.
“Darling that feels so wonderful, you’re so perfect. Please suck my cock as much as you want.”, he groans.
You smile against his shaft and slowly take more into your mouth, even as Tengen rearranged your guts Gyomei still has all of your attention.
“Tch- doesn’t look like I’ll win you over no matter what I do. Happily sucking on his cock like it’s a lollipop, you shouldn’t be picky about what you’re gifted (Y/n), it’s rude.”
You whine is barely heard from your occupied mouth as a heavy hand slaps your ass. You clench tightly around Tengen’s cock making him chuckle with glee, he slaps you again feeling you clamp around him with each strike to your ass. He continues narrating the lewd display before him making Gyomei smile, he’s sure to pay attention to every little detail while his large hand gently massages you arched back. Both of their cocks begin to twitch signaling their nearing release, you aren’t sure if you’re ready for it but you need it so badly.
“(Y/n) is clamping down on my dick so good, I can barely move. I’m gonna fill her tight pussy while she swallows your load, or maybe I should choke her and make her hold your fat seed inside of her mouth? Do you want that (Y/n) hmm?”, Tengen tries to play cute but you flick the base of his cock for asking such a stupid question.
He returns his hands to your hips and starts fucking you faster ready to fill you up, he wants to leave his permanent mark on you that way neither of you forget this night.
“T-Tengen!”, you finally scream, you’re wiggling your hips away to avoid the pleasure he brings you but he doesn’t let you.
He slams your mouth right back down on Gyomei’s cock and holds it there while his free hand pulls you right back on to his aching cock. The vibrations of your moans send Gyomei into his third orgasm of the night and that causes a chain reaction. You clamp down hard around Tengen’s pulsing member and moan loudly as a new warmth fills your cunt. The white haired man is shaking from the intense orgasm all of his muscles are spasming watching you swallow a huge cock in your tiny mouth. His seed is spilling out from your stuffed hole coating his cock in the nice creamy substance. You pull away from Gyomei’s member and swallow the remaining cum in your mouth before gasping for breath. Tengen pulls out of your tired body and watches you collapse into Gyomei’s chest where you whine and moan for comfort. Gyomei scoops you up and praises you for a job well done, “You certainly painted a vivid picture of my wife Uzui-San but I don’t think it met my standards.”
Fuchsia eyes watch in shock as the large stone hashira lays down on his back and sits your cum filled pussy on his face to eat out the mixed seeds that reside in your abused pussy. You’re trembling above him but smile at your guest with glee, “Come now Tengen, I want a taste with this mouth as well.”, you hum sticking out your tongue mischievously.
“You little whore.”, he growls playfully.
The night is filled with moans and detailed descriptions of your sexual affairs, Tengen gets his fill of you and accepts his loss, but he becomes aware that Group Sex is always an option.
