Hey if you’re still taking requests I’ve been thinking about pitt!harem au fic that’s focused on reader x samira fucking while jack x robby fuck 👀👀👀
little bit shorter one here 'caue i've just been blocked while trying to write these guys recently (also sorry for the wait on this one whoops - also sex bets keep making their way into this universe)
"Just like that, Mira," you encourage softly as she rocks forward into you for the first time, "Doing so good for me."
You reach up, tucking her hair behind her ear, "You feelin' good, baby?"
You show her the remote in your hand, and she nods. You fumble with it for a second before the vibration starts to hum through your bodies together at a low speed. Samira's forehead drops onto yours, panting into your mouth.
"That all it takes to make you weak in the knees, baby?" you chuckle, increasing the speed. Samira cries out, "Remember, princess, you gotta make me cum before they do or you lose."
"I know the rules," she says, a little breathy.
"Yeah? You gonna show those boys? Gonna make me scream out your name?"
She nods, but just as she's about to slide her hips back you reach up with your legs, locking her in place and turning up the speed even higher. She whimpers, head hanging between her shoulders.
You gather her hair in your head, giving her a strong tug so that she's forced to look at you, "Start moving, princess."
The dual-sided dildo hums through you, buried deep in your cunt. With the way Samira's hovering over you, it's not quite settled on your clit the way you'd prefer.
"Mira," she looks at you, doe eyes glossy, "You were so adamant that you could top me, but you haven't even paid any attention to my pussy."
"Oh," she gasps as you turn down the frequency, letting her focus again, "I'm sorry."
She reaches down, clumsy fingers slipping around your slick folds. She lifts up the hood of your clit, exposing the little bundle to the vibrator. You bite your lip, bringing the vibrations back up. You reach up, palming one of her tits in your hand, rolling her nipple between your fingers. You chuckle a bit to yourself as you release the pressure of your legs and let her start to thrust. It's clumsy, rhythm confident - just as you suspected it would be. But hey, everyone's gotta learn somewhere, right?
"C'mon pretty," you laugh, "Don't let those old men show you up."
Meanwhile, a mere six feet away, on the other side of the massive Alaskan King mattress, Jack's got Robby under him as he sinks all the the way down on his cock.
"Always forget how big you are, brother," Jack grunts, chest heaving with exertion has he finally bottoms out, "Swear you're gonna rip me right open one day."
Robby's flush, red tint going all the way down to his nipples. Jack leans forward, just enough to pinch one of them in between his fingers. Robby jolts with a hiss, jostling himself inside Jack.
"Love how stupid you get when you fuck me, Rob," he lifts up ever so slightly, dropping back down to make the older man moan out. He drags his nails across Robby's chest, leaving angry red lines in his wake.
"C'mon big boy," Jack's kneeling on top of Robby. He taps a Robby's hip with his ankle, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "Gonna let me have a good ride?"
Robby nods lifting his hips and Jack makes a show of rocking forward like he's riding a mechanical bull. The older man's hips hinge, slamming up to meet Jack's hips.
"Good boy, Rob," he hums.
Jack's own dick is throbbing, leaking from the lack of attention. He reaches down, squeezes the base. His head falls back, reveling in the sensations traveling through his body.
He's brutally ripped out of his own little world when one of the small throw pillows hits him in the face.
"What the fuck?"
"No touching yourself! That's cheating," you call out from your side of the room.
