𝟅ϱ sum. zayne and sylus makes out over your clit! cw : mdni, threesōmes, oral ( f! receiving), age gap, repost.
if someone were to tell you soon that you would meet the love of your life and have ballistic sex every other day, you’d be delighted. but if they were to mention that his equally hot best friend would some day join, you’d laugh it off, thinking the whole thing is a joke.
except that it’s not, and the impossible became entirely possible.
your composure withers away the more their tongues work in tandem to drive you mad. your trembling thighs are stretched to the point where a sweet heat mixes with the pleasure below, spread enough to fit two uncanny tall and buff men. the expensive lingerie you wore is unceremoniously ripped and shoved over the soft expanse of your chest while your hands cling onto the rich material for purpose, listening to their orders to not let go. the more and more they suckle on your excited pussy, the more you feel your soul might be vacuumed away along with your orgasm, as nothing in the world can lift them from their last meal— being your pussy, that is.
“ if i knew you tasted this good, maybe i would’ve begged zayne a long time ago.” sylus voice richly chuckles; he trickles his wet tongue down to give your spasming hole the feeling of his wet muscle wiggling between your warm walls, red eyes flickering between the sight of your lewd facial expressions and the teasing kitten licks zayne gives to your hardened clit. he moans softly when the taste of your syrupy arousal hits his starving tastebuds, a deep feeling of content rises in his chest after being able to indulge in the meal he was starved from for so long. “ fuck… taste even better than i expected.”
this whole thing felt like a fever dream, your older boyfriend and his equally older friend wringing you dry. it was no hidden fact that sylus was very handsome; your eyes would linger on him plenty of times whenever he’d be around zayne, but you didn’t think your attraction would be that obvious to him… or to zayne either.
“ my love, don’t be shy about the new pair of eyes we have; tell us how it feels, yeah?” zayne inquires, hazel-green eyes soaking up your reactions. every shudder or subtle twitch of your hips is noticed by the observant doctor. the pleasure is painfully euphoric— if you thought one mouth on you could be overwhelmingly delightful, you don’t know what to categorize the pleasure of two. he mumbles something to sylus, possibly a soft praise while giving your begging clit a long particular suckle, sending blinding waves of hot bliss to your fluttering hole that happily pulses around the erotic intruder inside your gummy walls. “ do you feel it? when i suck her clit like this, she spasms. not too long from now she’ll be begging us to come; it’s up to you what you decide to do from now on.”
“ w-what? don’ tease me like this, please! i wanna cuuum!”
“ since it’s our first time meeting, i have to leave a lasting impression, don’t i, doctor zayne?” the white haired man devilishly chuckles against your sickened folds, vibrating the sensitive flesh with the deep rumble from his chest. the hollow sound he produces from slurping at your empty hole makes you briefly wish that their fingers or cock were deeply snug inside of you. he pulls back from your begging cunt, with thick strings of honeyed arousal connecting his lips to your flesh, before snapping back. his pupils are dilated, as if he were a shark that had finally lured his prey into a trap. numbly, you roll your head down, immediately making risqué eye contact with the two men, silently giving them your best pleading eyes. “ our kitten can come; ‘m also curious about how much she can take.”
leave it to the shady man to make his words sound as if you were signing a contract with the devil. despite being the once shy girl who would always make bashful eye contact, the girl who once barely spoke unless spoken to first has her pleasure laying in the palm of his hands— and will soon bless him with a sight that a virgin would pay millions to see.
his mouth accompanies zayne’s back onto your clit, rolling the stiffened bud obscenely while your eyes fight over whom to keep contact with, both gazes making it feel as if you were pinned under weighted lewdness. you feel pangs of indecent energy flush your body hot, along with the pads of zayne’s two fingers grazing your leaking slit before finally dipping the extended length into your gushing walls. your mouth is far beyond open; the lack of words is replaced by your vulgar moans as your body violently lurches forward with the threat of your orgasm teetering close. “ z-zayne… sylus! ‘m gonna… cum!”
“ don’t deny us a good show, darling.” their tongue lewdly dances over your inviting clit, putting a trance on you with the way they work together so well to throw you over the edge and beyond. their wet muscles brush against each other, before sylus turns his head slightly to softly kiss the side of zayne’s tongue, and, non-shockingly, that was your end.
“ o-oh… my goooood!” your voice trails off into a raspy screech as your orgasm violently washes over you, causing your back to arch intensely while your eyes roll far into the back of your head. seconds feel like an eternity to you as the men between your legs refuses to back off until you are predictably scrambling away, begging to catch your breath— as if you can even make it that far. you come back down to earth with your back bouncing back against the soft cushion; that is when they decide to let your overstimulated body have a small cooldown.
unbeknownst to you, zayne plunges his fingers soaked with your slick into slyus’s hot, awaiting mouth, watching with profound interest how the bigger man between you both readily takes his fingers in, maintaining eye contact while happily slurping the digits into his mouth. “ looks like i’ll have my hands full tonight.”
you have a sneaking suspicion that he’s not only talking about you.