being apprentices with olfrey U_U showing olly what it's like to get a blowjob. teaching qifrey what it's like to dryhump
Staying up late with olly one night. You’ve long since been reprimanded for staying up past “curfew” (once you turned 18 those choices were left up to all three of you, as long as you could handle the consequences the next day).
Speaking in hushed tones and teasing laughs. Maybe mentioning the reason he’s wound up is cause he hasn’t gotten off lately. It’s meant to be a joke but it doesn’t land. Olly mumbling about how he never has, not like that anyway. Now he looks different in the warm glow of your lamp. His undergarments aren’t just a piece of loose clothing. Now they’re all that’s separating you and his neglected cock. It doesn’t take much convincing for him to lay back and let you handle the rest. Pulling his cock free, your breath being taken away once you see that it’s already starting to leak. He has a hard time maintaining eye contact with you at first. His cheeks are warm and he keeps looking off to the side. Olly covering his mouth a little so you can’t see the way he bites his lip when you drag your tongue across his tip. Tossing his head back once you take him into your mouth, feeling him slide down your throat. Your nose nuzzling against his bush and he’s trying so hard not to buck up into your mouth. Swallowing around him and he whimpers at the way your throat constricts. Hearing how olly pants (quietly at first, he doesn’t want anyone to hear) when you begin to move up and down. Reaching a hand up to press against his balls and he really doesn’t know how to react to that. You keep looking up at him cause you don’t wanna miss a thing. You don’t wanna miss how his head keeps tipping back, or how his eyes are starting to sparkle. How you can hear him audibly swallow the spit that’s collecting in his mouth, meanwhile yours is dribbling down the side of his shaft, making a mess of his hair. The first time he places his hand on your head is when you make a soft gagging sound. He’s worried you’re doing too much. Popping off his cock to nuzzle into the palm of his hand to tell him that really, you’re fine. He should let you take care of him. Getting back to work, allowing your tongue to press against the veins of his cock. Tasting the salty precum that’s slipping down your throat. Olly clenching his fists beside him. It’s not easy being quiet now. If it were any other time maybe you’d encourage him to fuck your face a little, but he’s having a hard enough time managing himself right now. Hearing him murmur a warning about how he’s going to cum. He expects you to ease off of him so he can make a mess of his shirt, but instead you force your head down more. Olly whining when he cums down your throat for the first time. You swallow all of it and he thinks he’s seeing two when you finally free him from your lips. Licking the side of your mouth while asking him what he thought, and he can hardly reply and fuck, he might end up getting hard again.
A couple days later you’re home alone with Qifrey. Everyone’s out on their own and you’re in the common area, trying to focus on practicing your own spells. Sneaking comments to each other every now and then. Maybe you’re pent up having sucked olly off a couple nights ago (not that he wouldn’t return the favor, but maybe you didn’t wanna overwhelm him all at once. Or maybe he did make you cum but you’re insatiable, and you live with two other men and you’re all at the prime of being needy and handsy). Crawling towards Qifrey cause you like riling him up. Telling him that you’ve always found him beautiful. Sneaking a kiss and you don’t know if it’s his first one or not, but he doesn’t seem to mind. Sliding into his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. He keeps his hands on your waist cause honestly he isn’t really sure what else to do with them. Maybe he snakes one up behind your back to hold your nape or press your head closer. Nipping at his lip and asking him if you can try something. He’s a bit breathless but he agrees anyway and looks down at you. Rocking your hips back and forth a couple of times and his hands tighten on you. He asks what you’re doing and you ask if it feels good. Watching his Adams Apple bob when he agrees. Telling qifrey that it’s okay. Having him help drag you across his clothed cock. Feeling him grow beneath you. His bulge hitting your clit and it feels so so good. Moaning his name and he can’t stop watching you. Qifrey pressing his lips to your throat and kissing it, maybe even nibbling and sucking it. Rotating your hips even faster and panting when you imagine what it would feel like to have him inside of you. Pulling at his hair and he takes it in stride, letting you bring him to your lips once more. Feeling his mouth against yours when he says your name. Asking if he’s doing it right. You wonder if he can tell you’re soaking through your underwear. His thighs flexing as he tries to meet your movements. You’re both nervous that someone may come home soon but more than that you’re desperate. Qifrey telling you that you look beautiful but you can’t hear him over the sounds of your moaning. Begging him to drag you on his cock faster. He follows instruction and grinds you down on top of him. He might leave bruises on your hips. I don’t know who would ultimately cum first. If he does, then you continue to use him like a toy to get yourself off. Feeling his cum seep through his clothes while you hump him and he’s starting to groan cause it’s too much but also he doesn’t want to tell you to stop. Cumming with his spit in your mouth while you kiss him. Maybe you cum first and he can’t help but watch in awe. You’re cumming on his cock without actually being on his cock. What would it feel like if you were? Qifrey feeling you go limp against him while he apologizes, using your body so he can cum too. Looking over you and out the window to make sure no one is here. Biting your shoulder while he cums. Everything is sticky and the room smells like sex. Sitting apart from each other wondering where you stand now. Qifrey excusing himself with a blush so he can clean up the mess he’s made, and all you can think about is how you’re going to get more of the two of them.