contrary to popular belief, nagi actually has trouble sleeping some nights. he’ll toss and turn, writhing in the sheets beside you.
“mmh…”
you hear him groan from a few feet away, and you know that when he gets like this, there’s really only one way to help him.
“sei? baby?” you sit up, gently caressing his hair with his back turned to you in a fetal position. “can’t sleep, honey?”
he hums in approval before turning around and nuzzling against the pillow, looking at you with such saddened eyes that you can’t help but lift up your shirt.
“you want—!”
you haven’t even finished talking as nagi pounces on your chest, sucking like his life depended on it. his tongue swirls in circles around your nipple, one hand caressing the free breast as the other practically drowns in his saliva.
“mmh… sho gfood…” he mutters, pulling back to stare. nagi takes in the sight of your bare tits for a second before diving back in, this time switching as he sucks. “i lovfe…”
“nghh—! i know, baby, i know. you love it, m–mhm—?” you rake your nails lightly across his scalp, massaging his head as he moans.
“mhm… thank you, mommy.”
his eyes are closed as he nuzzles impossibly further, trying to take the entire thing in. nagi’s insatiable—hungry, even—as he pulls back and squeezes you together before burying himself in between your breasts.
“shit—! f–fuck, baby, you’re so rough… a–aahh, it hurts…” you moan, gripping onto his hair as you pull.
but this does little to console nagi, who only looks up at you through his lashes before licking in between your breasts and working his way to your nipple, biting lightly as he maintains eye contact.
“b–baby…”
“does mommy feel good?” he asks, nuzzling back in passionately as he continues alternating between your tits. “i wanna make mommy feel good…”
your moans intensify as he begins humping you through your clothes. the layers of fabric do little to contain his hard, angry cock as he grinds against your core.
“yes, baby, momm– aah..! mommy, mommy feels so so good right now, my love. keep– fuck, fuck..! oh my g– nagi…! please don’t stop, baby!”
needless to say, neither of you got much sleep that night. but hey, quality over quantity, right?
nagi was lazy. you knew that. reo knew that. everyone knew that.
so of course, you weren’t surprised when nagi refused to help you with the dishes. “that’s too much of a hassle…” he mumbled from his bed, game console in hand. “playing zelda. ‘m busy.”
you sighed. “the dishes aren’t going to wash themselves, nagi. then our entire place is going to smell like shit, and we won’t be able to use the sink. c’mon, nagi, i always do the dishes. can you do it just this once?”
“you sound like maid barou right now. it’s too much of a hassle.” nagi retorted. why was he so tired anyway? he played soccer with reo maybe once or twice a week, he lazed around all day and just played video games.
“sei, please.”
nagi froze, sitting up almost immediately. “alright, alright,” he commented, making his way to the sink and rolling up to sink. “just let me play in peace after i’m done, m’kay?” he drawled.
“thanks, sei. love you.” you didn’t point it out, but a pink hue dusted his cheeks as he washed the dishes.
“nagi, do i look good?” you asked, stepping out of the changing room. nagi sat on a plush chair, console stuck in his hand. “nagi!”
“huh? oh, you look fine. let’s go.” he replied, not even looking at you. you rolled your eyes, snatching his console. “that was uncalled for.” he gave you a deadpan look.
“sei, babe, how do i look?” you asked again. he blinked a few times, before his eyes widened just a few degrees.
“you look great.” he blurted. “let’s get one of every color.” nagi stood up, before practically falling on you, wrapping his arms around you like a koala. “yeah, you should totally get this.”
“you sounded like reo just now.”
“mmmm, yeah, but you’d never call reo something so cute…” he replied sleepily. “angel, let’s just get this and go home, m’kay? i wanna nap. with you.”
“nagi, can you please stay for just 5 more minutes?” you asked, eyes barely open. it was practically the crack of dawn; nagi was usually never awake this early. not unless a certain purple haired rat scolded him again.
“can’t, babe. reo’s gonna get mad again. it’s a hassle to deal with him when he’s pissed off.” nagi slouched, halfway through taking off his shirt. you pouted; you had today off. was it so wrong to want to stay in bed a little longer with your lover?
“sei, can you—“
“you don’t have to ask twice, angel.” he responded immediately, dropping next to you on the bed once more. he slung an arm over you, nuzzling into your neck.
“what about reo?” you asked, stroking his hair tiredly, although a small tug of your lips suggested victory.
“reo can wait. you can too, angel, but i don’t want you too…” nagi was half-asleep already, just from laying down next to you. “and i can’t say no when you call me something so cute.”
“so it’s not a hassle to do things as long as i call you sei?”
“no, never.” he planted a lazy kiss on your shoulder. “it’s only a hassle if i don’t like it. and i like you. a lot. and i like it when you call me that. a lot. so it’s not a hassle.”
nagi seishiro isn’t just your boyfriend, he’s your baby, and it’s never been more evident in the way you have to coddle him.
you brush his cloudlike hair as he taps his phone furiously, pouting.
“my teammates are so terrible, it’s a wonder they even hit the install button with their aims,” he huffs as you brush through a knot, making him wince as you pull.
“sorry, baby,” you apologize, giving him a kiss on the cheek before continuing, softer this time.
“‘s okay… look, this guy keeps wiping out my team,” he says, “hiorigurt, i’ll end your bloodline.”
“you’re being bad again, sei,” you say, “what did we say about trashtalk?”
“sorry. jus annoyed…”
you finish brushing his hair before giving him a kiss on the crown of his head, “what’s all the fuzz about, anyway? it’s just a game.”
“it’s fun,” he answers as you rest your chin against his shoulder, watching his phone.
“play with me instead,” you say, peeking at his face.
“but if i afk, i’ll get a penalty…” he glances in your direction for a split second before focusing on the game yet again.
“yeah, but you’re not even having fun. you’re carrying your whole team, look at the leaderboard.”
nagi contemplates for a second before…
“fine. what app?”
“i’m okay, what’s up with you?”
or when he turns and tosses in bed, disturbing even your sleep schedule.
you turn halfway around to face him, “sei?”
he whines, looking away as he lies beside you, his palm against his stomach, “yeah, yeah. this is what happens when i stay up gaming too much, i know,” he says, irritation laced in his tone.
you sigh, sitting up before gently placing his head against your lap, “why are you sulking already? i haven’t even said anything,” you chuckle.
“don’t need to… know you’ll just scold me,” he says, words all tough despite nuzzling his face against your palm as you cup his cheek, practically chasing your touch.
“because you never listen, baby,” you say, moving your free hand to rake against his scalp as you massage him gently. thank God you combed his hair.
“mmh, not true…” he says, already dozing off to sleep in your lap.
you think about how easy it would be to win an argument against him in this condition, but ultimately decide against it. he looks too peaceful, too soft… it’d be like pushing a kitten off you—it’s morally illegal.
just when you retract your hand away, thinking nagi’s fallen asleep, he whines against you, turning to his side.
“mmh… keep going,” he says, “and you haven’t kissed me good night yet.”
ugh, what a baby.
“is that how a polite, young man asks?”
“…please?”
and don’t even mention how he never does chores.
you’re currently mixing fried rice around in a pan to cook it evenly when nagi comes up behind you and drapes his body across yours, almost making you falter.
“why is there a big ass koala on my back right now…” you ask, side eyeing him playfully.
“why is there a big ass rat in my kitchen using up all my food?”
you push him off of you as he laughs, giving you a few seconds to yourself before wrapping his body against yours once again. honestly, you have no idea how your bodies haven’t melted into one with all the times he’s pulled this on you.
“sei, can you do the dishes after we eat?” you ask.
nagi sighs, “why do i have to do it? i just woke up…”
“because i’m already making breakfast and i washed the dishes last night,” you reply, “what have you done?”
“…fine. but only because i’m too lazy to argue,” he answers.
“and then can you to fold the laundry and sweep the floors after? also choki needs watering, and there’s a…”
Honestly, he's not sure how he agreed to this or─matter of fact─how he even got here.
There was no weed or alcohol involved. Your minds were perfectly there and aware.
From what he can recall, you came by to drop off some game he wanted to borrow. You took a glimpse at his position; laid back glued on the bed, greyed eyes slow blinking at the screen─eyebags hardly missed on that vampired skin of his. You couldn't tell if he had just woken up due to his appearance being a slightly oversized shirt and boxers.
You jokingly made fun of his setup and called him a "virgin". Neutral as ever, he replied with an agreeing statement. You blinked, somewhat shocked. "Aren't you like, best friends with Reo? He hasn't hooked you up with anyone yet?"
"No, why would he?"
"I mean...He's rich, I assume he would like at least pay someone to hook up with you." Nagi made a small, inaudible sound. "...so like...do you just plan on gooning for the rest of your life or something?" You snorted. He sighed, clicking his tongue. "If you're so worried about my sexlife then how about you do something about it?"
Next thing he knows, his Nintendo switch is thrown to the side of him and your hands are exploring his boxers.
He would be lying if he said he hasn't fantasized about this countless times before. Only God knows what he's searched during his late nights of neediness. His brain rotted with the imagination of you taking him in every position imaginable.
His cock hardened at your touch, making you huff in amusement. You began with the base; licking it up until you reached the tip, where you spat on it before wrapping a gentle hand on his dick, jerking him off. "Ah..." He gasped. It was small, quiet, and desperate.
Your tongue traveled to his balls, sucking and planting kisses on them as your pace increased. "Mgnm...gonna cum..." He moaned, shutting his eyes blissfully. After a few more pumps, he reached his climax─cum spurting over your hand, some getting on your face. Nagi's typical cold, pale skin for once reached a heated, pink tint.
He opened one eye, peeking down at you waiting for him to catch his breath. "...More..." He mumbled, giving you the green light to continue. You smiled. "Needy aren't you, gooner boy?" You teased. "...Don't ruin the mood." You pushed aside your H/T hair before going down on his cock.
Truly, Nagi was in awe at how well his dick disappeared in your mouth. The warm, wet environment creating a trap for him to fold even more. Fuck, he couldn't even think straight. All he could do was watch you dominate him with your mouth─both of your hands twisting up and down the base as your tongue swirled around the tip.
It was no surprise that he came again shortly after, this time in your mouth. You spat it back onto his cock, using it as lube before lining it up with your entrance. You didnt push it in immediately. Instead, you flickered your eyes at him. This sight of him─overly flustered, not knowing how to react─just overwhelmed by pleasure.
"Sei." You said romantically. He bit his lip, gawking at his tip grazing your hole.
"...hm..?"
"Do you have any kinks?" You asked, innocently. "...well...it's definitely not edging." He said, impatiently.
You rolled your eyes playfully before finally slipping his cock inside. You and him both let out long moans of reliefs. For a bit, you sat on it; letting your pussy adjust to the hefty size. While you did, Nagi rolled his hips as an experiment. You leaned in forward, closing the gap between you two. You cupped his cheek with one hand and caressed his chest with the other before bouncing yourself up and down.
"...ffhhuck..." He whimpered. "...tight..so...so fucking tight..." You looked him in the eyes longingly, noses practically touching. "B─Be hon..est...Nagi...shit...have you ever masturbated to me..?" You struggled to get out. "Mhmm...yes...all the time..." He pulled you in closer, arms wrapped around your waist, hips thrusting rapidly. Your ass rippled at the impact.
Tears formed from the corners of your eyes as your mouth hung open. "Oh...God..fuck..!" You whined loud enough to compete with the wet slapping of his balls against your cunt.
"Mgnm..cum..ming..! Gonna─" before he could finish his sentence, he shot his semen into your womb, eyes shut once again. If you asked him, he would've said he saw heaven. His grip on your waist loosened, keeping his eyes closed as he rethought about what just happened. Meanwhile, you slowly got off his cock and started to clean up─well, tried to. You felt Nagi's arms make it's way back onto your waist, and yank you down with him.
"Seishiro─?"
"Lay with me." He said lazily, big spooning you. You gave a smile.
you swore it was just a dare. that this was supposed to be a joke, something to laugh about with your friends. but when the campus loser had you pinned to the sheets under him — his ridiculously huge cock grinding against all the right spots — it was getting harder and harder to remember how you ended up here in the first place.
each thrust felt like it was stripping away every ounce of control that you desperately tried to cling onto, unraveling you further when his pelvis met the curve of your ass.
“oh—fuck!” you cried, gripping onto the sheets helplessly. the sight of him hovering above you was almost unreal, caged in between his arms. this was the loser you got dared to sleep with? his cheeks were flushed in a light shade of pink, sweat beading on his temples before falling onto your skin. his hands were wrapped around your waist perfectly, holding you in place while he mercilessly drove into you. “you sure this—nngh—is your first time?” every word you managed to get out took effort, coming out in between choked cries and whines.
“mmm, does it look otherwise?” he rasped, his breath ghosting your collarbone before biting down on your skin. “you’re shaking so much.. wasn’t expecting a loser like me to be this good? good thing you decided to come see for yourself, hm?”
you could hear the faint cockiness dripping from his tone, unbothered and apathetic as he filled you up with languid strokes, leaving you clinging onto his shoulders. it was almost humiliating how effortless it was for him to completely ruin you, submitting to him fully and abandoning your pride. fuck this loser shit. no one’s held you like this before, no one’s fucked you like this before. “you know.. people call you a loser.” you said in between gasps, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close.
“haah—does it matter?” groaning into your skin, he melted into your warmth, the brutal rhythm turning into something that bordered on intimate. “not anymore.” you shook your head. “i’m starting to want to keep you to myself.”
“you sure you won’t get bored of a loser like me?” he asked, leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck. “i don’t come with much, just saying.”
“does it matter?” echoing his words, you pulled him in for a kiss with your legs wrapped tight around his waist. “if i want something i must have it. and in this case.. i want you.”
his gaze lingered on yours, looking closely. unyielding. like he didn’t want to look away, like he was looking for the slightest bit of hesitation — a sign of deceit. but there was none. gone was the lie — the trap he knowingly walked into — unarmed the moment he held you in his arms.
“sure. you can use me, play with me, tell your friends whatever you want..” he murmured, hot breath hitting your ears. “but next time, don’t wait for a dare.”
where they stood still with their arms outstretched as you stepped closer, determined to see if they will melt into your kiss.
ft. isagi, nagi, sae, rin, kaiser.
ISAGI YOICHI.
He's already standing as you directed him to. Smiling nervously, ears already turning pink.
"Okay, so I just stand here? This is… okay."
You step in closing the space , your mouth meets his, tongue sliding past his lips, and the noise he makes is half gasp, half groan. His arms drop instantly, one hand fisting the back of your shirt, the other cupping your jaw, and he kisses you back with raw hunger. The kiss deepens as his knees go weak and he simply sinks. He pulls you down with him, dropping to his knees and taking you into his lap. His hands are everywhere your waist, your thighs, your face like he needs to feel all of you at once. He’s kneeling on the floor with you straddling him, a moan spilling into your mouth when your fingers thread into his hair.
He breaks the kiss just enough to gasp against your lips.
“I..yeah. I melted. On the floor. You win.”
His arms are now embracing you and he has no intention of letting you go anytime soon.
NAGI SEISHIRO
His arms are out, but they’re already drooping, and he’s staring at you with a lazy look.
“This is such a pain. My arms are going to fall out"
You kiss him. Deep, before he could take his long lazy sigh. There’s a pause a blink and then something shifts. His arms drop and suddenly he’s locked in. His hands grip your waist, and with zero effort, he lifts you. Your legs wrap around him instinctively, ankles locking at his back, and he holds you up like you weigh nothing. His mouth never leaves yours. The kiss turns slow, consuming, tongue sliding against yours, exploring every angle as he carries you a few steps without breaking the kiss. One hand across your back, the other under your thigh.
He pulls back to whisper against your lips.
“Mm. That was worth the effort.”
ITOSHI SAE
His arms are extended but his is face is still unreadable, his eyes are fixed on you with a intensity.
“You’re aware this is absurd. Count me out.”
You grab the front of his jacket, pull him down, and kiss him like you’re trying to crack ice. Tongue against his, demanding. His arms lower slowly, deliberately, his hands on your waist which then slide lower. He pulls your hips against him, fingers pressing in with quiet ownership, and then he bends you. One hand on your back, the other tilting your head back as he deepens the kiss. He leans over you, bending you backward in his arms like you’re surrendering to gravity and he’s the only thing holding you up. He breaks the kiss with his lips still brushing yours.
“You melted. I simply....accommodate”
But his hand trembles against your back, and he doesn’t let you go.
ITOSHI RIN
His arms are out but he looks as if he's dying, fists already clenched, jaw so tight the muscle jumps. He won’t look at you.
“Just get it done already.”
You kiss him with teeth and tongue. His arms snap down, hands grabbing you , one fisting your hair, the other gripping your thigh and before you can process it, he’s lifted you onto the nearest surface. A table. A desk. You don’t know. You don’t care. He steps between your legs, your thighs bracket his hips, and he kisses you. Tongue sliding against yours, messy and desperate, teeth dragging on your lower lip. He cages you in, hands planted on the surface on either side of your hips, leaning over you, body pressing you down until you’re half-lying back and he’s bent over you, devouring you like the beast he is.
He tears his mouth away, panting, forehead pressed to your collarbone.
"…This is your fault."
And yet he is still clinging to you.
MICHAEL KAISER
He's standing like he's posing, grinning looking down at you.
"You're actually thinking i'll react. Adorable."
He's still grinning when you step forward. He's still grinning when you put your hands on his chest. And he's still grinning, just barely, when you press your lips to his.
Soft. That's what breaks him. Your mouth moves against his with a tenderness he doesn't know how to defend against, and the grin dies. For three heartbeats he doesn't kiss back. He just takes it the gentleness, the care.
However, he can't let you see that you've undone him with a soft kiss. So he spun you around. Your palms meet the nearest wall, then he's behind you. One hand finds your thigh, thumb stroking a slow, soothing circle. The other slides up the curve of your spine, tracing every with a gentleness that contradicts everything he's about to do. His fingers reach your jaw. He grips it firm and turns your head to the side to kiss you.
It's devastating. His mouth slants over yours from behind, tongue sweeping in with desperation, and this angle means you can't kiss him back you can only take it. He sets the pace with his tongue, as he also gently strokes your thigh and back. The contrast is maddening.
When he finally breaks the kiss, his lips drag along your jaw to your ear.
your kaiser/isagi and nagi/rin smuts are so hot omg 🥹 im drooling just thinking about a nagireo x reader
hope you enjoy 🤭
𝙁𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 ── .✦ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 .ೀ .ᐟ
a post-uni graduation trip to the hot springs with your two best friends seishiro nagi and reo mikage winds up in a very steamy situation
cw ⋆.˚ smut, female!reader, comedic at the start, drinking implied (in memories), vouyerism, exhibitionism, dirty talk, semi public sex in the onsen yumm, threesome, nipple play, dry humping, piv, unprotected sex (wrap it up), pet names (baby, sweetheart), backshots, cumshot, creampie, masturbation, pussy slapping (once), multiple orgasms, squirting, cum play, daddy kink for a hot sec (reo was really feeling it), praise, some mxm, bigdick!nagi and he's filthy amen, this is so hot ugh i need them asap
wc ⋆.˚ 3.4k
despite hakone not being too far from home, to be there felt like you’d stepped foot into an entirely new world. being face to face with nature you don’t have the opportunity to see back in your bustling city of tokyo is a special gift.
it’s been months since you and your two best friends graduated from university, but you all agreed delaying the celebratory trip to the cooler months would make for a better experience. bathing in hot springs when the weather was scorching sounded like a festering grounds for heat stroke and dehydration– a surefire recipe for disaster.
“fuck!” nagi groans from the passenger’s seat, smacking the buttons on his switch in frustration, “i can’t beat this damn level.”
reo laughs as he flips on the turning signal to pull into the onsen’s parking lot. “you’ve been staring at that screen the entire drive,” he states, “i hope you’re not planning to do that the whole weekend.” nagi flicks his eyes around guiltily, and reo tsks. “...of course you are.”
“i won’t allow that to happen,” you pipe up from the backseat, hands on nagi’s headrest as you lean over his shoulder. you smirk and steal the console from his hands, and he gasps.
“hey! give it back!”
“no,” you refuse, “this trip is meant to be bonding time for the three of us and to celebrate our achievements together. i’m not letting you sit around for 48 hours straight staring at a fucking screen.”
nagi sighs with a defeated, irritated grunt and crosses his arms. “whatever, fine.”
you hum in satisfaction, stuffing the switch into your tote. you’d find a better, safer– and hidden– place for it once you made it to the room.
nagi’s not paying attention, reo’s cheeks are dark red, and you’re just confused once you reach the front desk.
“there’s been a mix up with bookings and we only have a room with one king bed available for you.” the clerk says.
you sigh, nodding in understanding as you finish checking in. it’s not like the three of you hadn’t shared a bed before, but it’s been nearly twelve years; you hadn’t since you were eleven years old. the implication of the same situation is much more loaded now as adults.
nagi flops his stomach dramatically onto the bed once the three of you finally enter the room, dropping his bag at the foot beforehand. “maybe i don’t need my switch, anyway,” he says, “this bed is comfortable enough i’ll probably just sleep all weekend.”
“no, you will not,” you hiss at him with a laugh, slapping his ass jokingly.
he grunts and rolls his eyes. “feisty.”
reo’s already making use of the dresser, placing his clothes and necessities into a few of the drawers. “it’s nearly seven,” he slides the top one closed, “should we eat dinner and then head for the springs?”
you nod. “i’m down. ending the day soaking my muscles sounds delightful.”
nagi just shrugs. “sure.”
dinner inside the room is full of banter mixed with more profound topics. nagi takes a deep dive into the process of creating a video game– expected from a gamer and computer programming major– and though you understand nothing, you support him all the same.
“i have no idea what any of that means,” you chuckle, “but that’s awesome!”
nagi laughs, popping a french fry into his mouth.
not too much later, the three of you change into your bathing suits and head towards the springs. you all decided on checking out the natural ones a bit further away from the main property, hoping it would allow the time to just be the three of you with no one else around.
you were pleasantly surprised to find that, indeed, the three of you had the spring all to yourselves. the lighting was dim enough that you could see where you were going, but wouldn’t interrupt relaxation.
you sigh blissfully as you sink into the warmth, body instantly calming from the water soaking into your muscles.
“damn,” you hum, “i really needed this.”
“yeah,” reo exhales, head falling back against the rock, “practice has been kicking my ass.”
“how is pro going for you?” you ask curiously.
“so far so good,” he answers, “but it’s only been a couple of weeks. i’m sure the intensity will ramp up soon.”
you nod in acknowledgement before turning your head towards nagi. “what about you, sei?”
he just shrugs. “it’s cool, i guess.”
you laugh. typical nagi being nonchalant about anything and everything, even something as important to him as soccer.
you exhale a dramatic breath as you stand up for a moment to stretch your limbs.
the sweet whines of relief spilling past your lips are doing something to both reo and nagi unbeknownst to you, and the way your wet skin glistens in the lowlight and bathing suit sticks against every curve of your body isn’t helping, either. your cute ass cheeks are poking out from your bottoms and the boys feel like they may come from that sight alone. reo gulps, strained beneath his shorts. nagi’s cock twitches in sync with every hushed whimper you release.
and then you sit back down like nothing happened, humming joyously as you sink deeper into the water once again.
the air changes. you don’t notice right away, but once you do, it renders you a bit confused.
“did… i do something?” you ask slowly, brow lifted. “you two became super quiet all of a sudden.”
“it’s nothing…” reo trails off, keeping his attention turned away from you. his eyes are squeezed tightly shut as he tries to will away thoughts of you naked and screaming his name.
you glance between him and nagi, both of them seemingly avoiding looking at you. “okay, that’s bullshit,” you chuckle lightly, yet remain a bit uneasy from the subtle uncertainty resting between the three of you now, “you two aren’t even looking at me.”
“i’m just enjoying the scenery,” nagi lies.
you snort. “what scenery? sei, it’s pitch black. you can’t see anything!”
“don’t underestimate my night vision abilities." he jokes, but his heart is about to explode. he can’t stop thinking about ripping your bikini bottoms off of you and sliding you along his throbbing cock. “fuck my life,” he thinks silently to himself.
“whatever,” you sigh, “i’m going back to the room then–”
“wait,” reo cuts you off by grabbing your wrist suddenly, keeping you from standing up, “just… stay here for a second, please.”
your lips part slightly as you attempt to assess what’s happening. “you’re being weird, reo.”
he thanks the gods above it’s too dark for you to notice how fucking red his face is. “i–i just need a minute.”
“what’s wrong with–,” and then you pause, eyes growing wide as they finally fall down to his hips hidden beneath the water. you couldn’t see much, but the dim glow of the surrounding lighting was sufficient to make it out just enough.
he was hard as fuck.
“oh,” your voice is quiet, throat tightening as you slowly tear your attention away from his obvious bulge to look back up at his face. he’s turned away from you still. you twist your head to look at nagi, and you observe he’s in the same predicament. “i see,” you laugh nervously, heart refusing to rest. suddenly, the temperature of the hot spring shot up ten degrees.
you’re clenching around nothing, mind conjuring up images of being sandwiched between your two best friends, cocks filling you up until you couldn’t take it anymore.
“what the fuck?” you yell silently, “why am i thinking about them like this?”
but then, it hits you– this wasn’t the first time.
you recall the night you accidentally walked in on reo eating out some random girl at a party and quickly slamming the door shut the second he looked up and caught you standing in the doorway, only for you to fuck yourself at home later that night pretending it were you in the bed with him instead. you were so drunk then that you hadn’t remembered up until now.
or when nagi forgot you were coming over one afternoon and you heard him moaning from his bedroom. you filthily tiptoed to stand right outside of his door, cunt pulsing along with each squelching plap plap plap of what you could only assume were from his hands fisting his cock. you’d blocked that incident from your memory.
you return back to the present moment, fingers curling into the plush of your thighs. “um,” you clear your throat, “i could… help you out, if you want?”
the atmosphere freezes, reo and nagi tensing beside you. you swallow hard, keeping your attention towards your lap.
“y/n…” reo’s voice is raspy, nearly inaudible, “what… what do you– fuck.”
nagi whips his head to look at you, watching the lump in your throat move as you try to fight the nerves. “are you… serious?”
“yeah,” you squeak, stomach twisting violently. you were so wet from the anticipation that the spring might as well have been created by you. “i… i don’t mind,” you continue, “i–i’ve thought about… it– us– before.”
reo’s looking at you now, jaw slack from the shock of your confession. “you’ve… you’ve thought about fucking us?”
you bite your lip. “yeah. i just– just forgot up until now.” you chuckle, tucking your wet strands behind your ears, “i suddenly remembered.”
“what– when–,” nagi is still trying to process.
“i don’t know if you remember,” you say to him, “but when i came over that one day to play ‘breath of the wild’ with you right after it was released, you forgot i was and... i heard you moaning from your bedroom.” you gulp.
nagi blinks at you, and then he conjures up the memory himself. “oh,” he huffs, “fuck, i–i didn’t realize.”
“and me?” reo asks, flickering eyes trying to focus on your face while they keep dropping involuntarily to the cleavage spilling out from your bikini top.
“i, uh–,” you chuckle nervously, “when i caught you eating that girl out at aiku’s party last october– i think her name was kaia or something?”
reo’s gasp is faint, but you hear it. “ah, yeah,” his shorts tighten a tad more, “i think that was her name.”
it’s quiet again, and all you can hear is the wild thumping of your heart beating against your chest. you squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to ease the ache between them.
“well,” nagi breaks the silence, “i’m pretty fucking horny right now, so… uh, i’m down?”
“me too,” reo speaks up.
“okay,” you hum, looking between both of the boys to reassure them you’re certain, “i want this.”
nagi lets out a sigh of relief, “thank fuck,” before grabbing your face and slamming his lips against yours. you gasp at the sudden contact, melting into him seconds later as your hands move to rest on his hips. reo slips closer behind you, lips brushing against your neck and shoulders as his arms wrap around the front of your torso, fingertips padding into your plush tummy. he slowly slides them up towards your chest, snaking them beneath the wiring of your bikini top whilst his teeth unties the knot around your neck.
“f–fuck,” you mutter into nagi’s mouth, chills running down your spine– despite being hot literally and bothered– as your bikini top slides off of you into the water reo pinches and rubs your perky nipples.
nagi drops his hands from your face down to your waist, toying with the straps of your bikini bottoms as he presses further into you. you lift your leg over his hips to straddle his lap, reo following your body suit as he stays position behind you. he slides his tongue across the nape of your neck and you whimper.
“god,” he groans, “do you have any idea what you fucking do to me?”
nagi pulls your hips down against him with a hard grind and swallows your yelp. he can practically differentiate between the hot spring water and your honeyed cunt seeping through your clothing.
“can fucking feel you soaking me,” nagi hums, breaking the kiss to look you in the face, “can i fuck you? need to fuck you.”
“please,” you huff out, head falling backwards against reo’s shoulder as he slips a hand beneath your bikini bottoms to reach your cunt, sliding them through your slick whilst the other continues to massage your breasts. “need it, need you, sei.”
reo pushes the material aside to make room for nagi as he frees himself, teasing your entrance with his bulbous, leaky tip. reo continues to circle your bundle of nerves, moaning in your ear as he begins to grind his cock against your back, chasing relief.
nagi’s surprisingly big, you choking out a groan as he stretches you full to the hilt. he begins to move you along his thick cock by grabbing your ass, hissing as the water splashes around your bodies with each slam against his pelvis, almost simulating the lewd squelching of your cunt around him.
“jesus,” he grits, eyes already rolling, “you feel so fucking w–warm.”
reo’s looking over your shoulder and focused on the way nagi disappears and reappears inside of you, breaths falling short as his thrusts against your spine synchronize with nagi’s in your syrupy cunt. thank fuck the surrounding lighting was enough for him see the beautiful sight in front of him.
“fuck,” he huffs, cock twitching, “you take him so well, baby.” he sends a slap to your cunt and you cry out from the pleasurable sting.
nagi groans, throwing his head back ecstatically when you squeeze his cock, legs shaking from how good you feel around him.
“i’m already close,” he breathes, head falling forward again to look you in the eye. you whimper at the intense eye contact, pupils enlarged and glassy as you begin to slide along him with more desperation. “fuck, you like that?” he taunts, “like it when i look into those pretty eyes of yours while you’re taking my big fucking cock?”
“y–yes!” you whine, hands gripping his shoulders with resolve as you feel yourself inching closer to the edge. reo’s circles on your cunt are so precise and calculated, you’re losing you’re fucking mind. “i’ll be your good girl, baby, i’ll be so good to you.”
“you are,” nagi affirms, thrumming with a sly smirk as he leans forward to kiss you. he slides his tongue into your mouth as he sends one, hard thrust deep into your weeping cunt and you scream down his throat, legs shaking violently and spilling your sweet nectar all over his length.
he growls, pistoning erratically up into you as he tips over the edge, spurting his hot, milky cum in your warm, greedy pussy.
“fuuuuck,” he chokes, fingernails digging at your sides, “you’re fucking milking me, sweetheart.”
reo’s still pressed against your spine, the sweetest whimpers ringing through your ears as he nibbles on your earlobe, eyes honed on the beautiful view of yours and nagi’s cum coating his fat tip and base.
“oh my god,” he groans, “that was hot as shit.”
“you’re next,” nagi licks his lips, gently lifting you off of him so they can switch positions.
but reo has other plans. he lifts your body out of the water just enough to bend you over the side, ass up and perky for him.
nagi grins wider, settling back down beside the two of you, palm encircling his shaft as he begins to fist himself slowly. “even better,” he coos, taking delight in the show he’s about to witness.
reo frees himself from confinement, pulling your bathing suit bottoms down to rest on your lower thighs before teasing your folds with his wet, angry tip. he then leans over your back so his lips can reach your ear and hums, low and sultry, “you ready for me?”
“god, yes,” you huff hurriedly, wiggling your ass at him with so much need. he chuckles, kissing your cheek before settling his chin into the crook of your neck and slamming his hips into you with one, hard thrust, bottoming you out immediately. “fuck!” you scream, nagi throwing up his freehand to cover your mouth and keep you quiet. you groan loudly into his palms, spit coating the creases.
reo’s growling, sending slow, deliberate thrusts deep into your cunt, sucking in his teeth each time he feels you squeeze around him. “oh, fuck,” he grunts, tangling a hand into your hair whilst the other grips the fat of your ass. “you’re still so t–tight,” he huffs, “even a–after sei was inside of you? jesus christ.”
nagi's heavy breathing is raucous as he fists himself faster, white beads of precum creaming his pretty cock as he spreads it graciously with each thrust. “isn’t she perfect?” he whimpers, biting down on his lip to keep his sounds controlled. “fuck, yeah– keep taking reo. just like that, y/n– shit– mph– you’re so fucking sexy, baby.”
“such a pretty fucking pussy,” reo gasps, thrusts growing quicker by the second. nagi is about to lose it watching the way your body recoils with each brutal drive of reo’s hips. reo drags his thick cockhead across your gummy walls, laughing ecstatically as you begin to shake in his grip. “fuck, you close?” he lifts his torso up so he can see you soak his pretty cock when you come.
you nod profusely, extending one hand underneath you to reach your cunt. you rub your clit with slow, firm circles, eyes rolling violently as you teeter the edge for the second time. nagi’s hips are lifting up into his fists as your groans become louder, sweat beading at his forehead as he nears his orgasm.
“fuck,” he growls, throat cracking, “gonna fucking come–” he stands up quickly, splashing his thick, white seed all over your exposed back with a ragged cry. “oh, shit– shit,” he hisses, pumping himself dry, “god, you look so pretty wearing my cum.”
reo groans at the glorious sight, cock sliding mercilessly into your cute, tight cunt as he grips your hair harder for leverage, teeth gritting with each brutal drag. “fuck, i wanna fill you up,” he hums, “gonna stuff you so fucking full.”
“please, reo!” you mutter, voice finally sounding out once nagi removes his grip on your mouth. “want it so bad, need your cum!”
the way you’re moaning has him twitching uncontrollably inside of you, a sharp groan releasing from the back of his throat as he finally spills into your dripping cunt with devotion, painting your pretty walls white and possessively.
“fuck!” he growls, sending you short, shallow thrusts to ride out his high, “swallow it baby, fuck, let me see that pretty pussy take it.” he’s so sensitive, but needs to feel you cream on his cock. he slows his thrusts, deep and raw, making sure to hit every pleasure point with precision. “c’mon, baby,” he purrs, “squirt on daddy, yeah?”
your voice breaks, and you spill onto him, rushed, determined circles of your fingers pressed to your puffy clit pushing you over the edge. your body shakes as he helps you ride through it with steadily decreasing thrusts, the most angelic, otherworldly whines escaping your tongue with each intentional slide against your walls.
“oh my god!” you cry out, enamoured by the rush of ecstasy flowing through your veins, “feels so– ah– g–good!”
nagi’s palms catch reo’s chest before he can collapse tiredly onto your back, eyes flickering between reo’s fucked out face and his own cum decorating the small of your back.
“hey, reo,” he smirks, lowering his lids, “why don’t you help me clean her up, hm?”
reo’s breath is shaky as he watches nagi slide his tongue through his own release, scooping it up before lifting his face to meet his. you shift your body enough to peer over your shoulder at them, watching as nagi pries reo’s mouth further apart with the pressure of his thumb and slides his pink, creamy muscle into his mouth. your cunt clenches and reo groans, hands tangling into nagi’s hair as they messily share nagi’s cum, spit and thick white coating their lips and spilling down their chins.
“fuck,” you huff, watching in awe as your two best friends makeout right in front of your face. the way they moved almost made it seem like they’d done it before.
nagi parts from reo with a bite to his bottom lip, chuckling lightly as he finishes with licking up the residue still spread across reo’s lips and chin.
“mmm,” he hums, licking his lips satisfied.
reo’s instantly hard again, eyes dropping down to his fat cockhead beading and length straightening up. “shit,” he exhales.
nagi laughs.
you smile wickedly, poking your tongue into your cheek. “round two back in the room?”
“my ult isn’t ready yet, dude. . i just don’t get why you’re yelling at me — i’m doing my job as a tank and you’re letting a bp into our back line. that’s like, your job as a vanguard, dude, i don’t get wh- hold on.”
nagi muted his headset, his eyes flicking to you for a split second before locking back onto the screen.
“stop grinding. . you’re distractin’ me.”
since you sat on nagi’s bed two hours ago, the only words exchanged were variations of “can you get off the game now?” and “in a few minutes.” as nagi’s girlfriend, it’s only natural that you would want his attention to be on you and not on the game! it wasn’t easy getting nagi’s attention when he was focused on a video game, and desperate times call for desperate measures. .
you had snuck up behind nagi, moving the headset off his ear slightly, before resting your chin on his shoulder. you claimed you just wanted a ‘closer look at the game’, but nagi doesn’t remember dirty talk and moaning being a marvel rivals combo.
“i need you so bad , nagi . .” you whined, your tender hands reaching around his gaming chair and lifting up his shirt as they began to glide along his abs, making their way up to his sensitive chest. though his eyes were on the screen, there was no mistaking the way his teeth pulled at his bottom lip, the way his adam’s apple bobbed slowly, how his body tensed: you had him right where you wanted him.
“m’so wet for you already. don’t you want to get off the game and pay attention to me instead . . ?” you sighed into his ear, your fingers finding his hard nipples and starting to pinch and roll softly. you caught the way his breath hitched, how he glanced towards you for a split second. a few more minutes of this and you had this in the bag!
. . that was until nagi had had enough. as soon as reo went afk to use the bathroom, nagi tore off his headset and was on you like a dog. he turned in his chair, his large hands finding your waist and setting you down on his lap as he kissed you hungrily, aggressively even. his hands found their way to your ass, groping and squeezing— your moans were like music to his ears. your hands roamed up and down beneath his shirt, going down, down, down, finding the waistband of his sweats and tugging.
pulling his hands off you, he lifted his hips off the seat just enough to tug his sweats down to his knees. you reached down and pulled his straining cock out of his boxers, sliding your hand up and down his straining length. he tore away from the kiss, his head lolling forwards against your shoulder to muffle his whines as you worked his aching dick, squelching sounds of precum loud in the dead silent room.
it was dead silent until there was a faint hissing from the headset. a reo-sounding hissing from the headset. he had comeback from the bathroom and was ready for another game. much to your disappointment, nagi reached over to grab the headset and put it back over his ears. you moved to get up from his lap, but he stopped you. “stay.” he mumbled, reaching a hand under your skirt and pulling your soaked panties to the side.
he pulled you up and lined his tip with your hole, biting his lip harder when he felt how wet you were. your face contorted in pleasure as you sunk down, your hands set on his shoulders as you started moving up and down an-
“no. that’s too distracting. . just sit. you wanted attention, right?”
and that’s how you ended up in this position. your gummy walls pulsed around his thick length, trying to resist the urge to just say ‘fuck it” and start moving, desperate for something. anything. but he wouldn’t budge. this wasn’t enough.
“nagi, please. can’t- hnngh-! can’t take it. .” you whined into his ear, your pussy clenching around him once more.
“you’re gonna have to.” he huffed. “game’s almost over.”
you spent another two minutes in agony and need, your whines barely affecting him as much as you’d like them to. you glance back at the screen in desperation, letting out a relieved sigh at the sight of the victory and mvp sequence (nagi, of course). you let out a particularly loud moan, turning back to nagi with a pout on your face. for some unknown reason, reo had to go afk yet again. strange. nagi didn’t bother muting his headset, since he knew reo likely wouldn’t be back before you two were done. his hands moved to your ass once more, his lips finding your neck as he started moving you up and down his cock, sucking at your neck harder at the loud moans of relief.
reo sat silent as a mouse at the other end of the line, listening, a hand sliding down his shirt and towards his waistband. what, you hardly thought those whines of desperation were quiet, did you ?
