Costa Rica Bliss!- T.ZxD.S
Synopsis: when you get robbed in broad daylight for $10,000 and attacked, your wealthy CEO father places a protection order for you (his princess and prized possession) and hired two of the cities best security guards Toji Zenin and Dante Sparda to protect you on your vacation to Costa Rica for a week. But when teasing and flirting with your hot security guards on vacation goes too far. they snap…
Pairings: Tojixreader, Dantexreader, submissive!fem!reader
Content: domineering, possessive, Eiffel Tower, THREESOME,doggystyle, full Nelson, dumbafication, oral overload, face fucking, toxic-masculinity, fighting over it, FAREL Toji, DESPERATE Dante, pussydrunk, YEARNING, sucking them off at the same time, spitting, slapping, choking, HEADLOCK DANTE, anal, ass eating, anal play, creampies, ROUGH, hair pulling, running from it, crying, screaming, overstimulation, cervix smooching, making it fit, degrading, humiliation, pet names
Word count: 7k
Disclaimer: (WARNING: THIS IS A SLOW BURN VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED) I been itching to make this for a while (hope yall enjoy)
When you step out of your black lexus your heels click on the concrete of the busy passport parking garage. Your hips sway with the confidence that only a woman of your status could have. When you check your platinum rollex watch, it's 10:15am. Your flight to Costa Rica is at 10:30 and yet you don't rush as if the plane will stop and wait for you.
The public setting was only as frustrating as ever, you HATED airports and massively public settings, so much so that your entire life you've avoided them like the plague; the chaos, the pushing and shoving, I mean even the physical contact with another person was more than enough for you to avoid those settings all together, and thanks to your dad (aka the CEO of the designer fashion brand Marqui) and yes it's French; you now have 2 bodyguards waiting in the airport drive through for you. but of course your father being the absolute protective and conceited version of yourself that he is, heavily insisted after the incident.
Your mind wanders until you're standing at the entrance of the airport, cargo vans, taxis, ubers and limos driving in and out. It surprises you that it can be so crowded even at this early hour. 'I guess I'm not the only one who needs a vacation'.
After the robbery 2 months ago it took a massive toll on your mental and emotional health making you withdraw from going outside entirely. Your father strongly insisted you take a vacation, and you really didn't want to, staying in your fancy bed with French satin and Dutch chocolate was more than enough comfort for you, but clearly your father had seen things differently, complaining that it simply wasn't healthy. It started with therapy when you rejected it at least twice before giving in. 'What's another week away from everyone and everything right'?
Standing at the glass doors on the far right of the airport drive through stood two massively stocky men wearing all black suites.
Both tall at least 6'2, Toji zenin was a sight for sore eyes staring directly at your approaching silhouette that swayed his way. He's not even trying to hide the fact that he's checking you out and scanning his eyes all over you with a teasing expression, and that smirk, my goodness it was haunting. You gulp when you finally approach them. Toji's muscles flex into folding non-chalant into his pecks, huffing and giving you a snarky side eye. The scar of his lip twitching.
Dante standing directly next to him was staring too, but he was way more forward in his approach. His hand immediately moving outwardly, extending towards you, "we should get going, we can skip the line, you have everything you need?" his crisp white bangs hanging split over his forehead. His dark blue eyes locked on yours with a cute grin. That same grin.
You rest a gentle hand on his black leather gloved palm and let him guide you into the airport lobby. Toji trails behind you, his dark eyes fixed and intense on you. The check-in was smooth, and it was comforting to say the least, feeling safe with them, not having to look over your shoulder every two minutes because Toji would barley let you breathe, helping you carry your luggage, Dante too.
Toji said very little but his demeanor spoke volumes. He wouldn't let anyone near you, let alone touch you. He'd grab you by the waist and pull you in even when you tripped your feet, even just an inch in your heels. Dante on the other hand was a little more conversational, often checking in on you and carrying literally anything you were holding. And throwing dirty jokes your way just to poke fun at you, "you know what they say about shy girls." He teases on your flight.
Sitting in your seats was like being smooshed like a sandwich, your average frame between them made you feel like the most petite girl on the planet. You chatted with Dante mostly letting him ramble on and on about how being a security guard was his life's greatest work and how great he was at the job. "You know...I love protecting people, it makes me feel good, I hope I can make you feel good too" his words make you face burn hot until you look away to catch your breath, "you do" his smile is gentle and comforting as he rests his head back in the plane seat, the back of his head sinking into the cushion. "Good"
"I'm hungry" Toji says finally in his non-chalant tone, almost as if completely disregarding the fact that he was technically in the middle of work, "I can grab you something from the bar" it wasn't your first time flying first class and it won't be your last, often having private food and drink service. Toji rests his elbow on the frame of the plane window and leans his head down on his proped hand, his dark bangs shagging from his face only briefly.
"nah it's good. I can wait" and a smirk tugs at his scarred lip and spreads cross his face again, "sit back and enjoy yourself, I can eat when the plane lands, we can't have you wandering off now can we?"
For an instant you can actually feel that he's teasing but worse you can feel that he's interested. The way his eyes linger on you for a moment too long before turning away calmly. You wonder if it's in your head. 'Am I seeing things?'
For the remainder of the flight you eventually lay your head on Toji's shoulder and let soft snores escape your nostrils. Dante's eyes are already rolling in jealousy. 'Damn I wish she was laying on me like that. Lucky bastard' he side eyes Toji with a slightly jealous undertone while Toji only looks out of the window practically ignoring your sleeping head (or so it seems).
Arriving in Costa Rica had actually lifted your mood way more than you thought that it would, Toji and Dante carrying your luggage with their perfectly tailored black suites and dress shoes, it almost makes you shudder; they look like FBI agents. Neither of them faulter keeping their sights set on you and never letting anyone near you, even the tour guides offering exquisite toursist attraction pamphlets were especially rejected by Toji. Something in you wondered if they were just doing their job or if they didn't want anyone else to touch you.
Toji's been letting your lips and curves haunt him already. He's a professional, and he doesn't get around much but there's something about the way you lick your lips constantly, something about those hips and curves that makes him proud to make sure no one can touch you, maybe with the acception of him, but he won't push. His nostrils flare every time Dante's hand found the small of your back and walked ahead of him with you, everything in him wants to grip you up and tell Dante you're off limits, but he's not interested in getting fired (given how much he was paid to protect you). Or Especially after how long it took him to find a job again. Or somehow managing to put you in danger in his greed. You were just too cute wandering around with them like you had no idea of your left from your right, (despite being in a new country of course) hopeless and confused, he found it endearing, redirecting you often and checking Google Maps to stay on track. While he said very little he very much had more on his mind than just protecting you.
Dante's attention is fully on you when holding conversation, he's 100% sure you noticed how much he brags about himself and how hard he works, he's clearly trying to impress you and he's laying it on thick. He's already thinking about a way to finally get you all alone to himself from Toji. To him, he's competition. And he's not known for being good with sharing. He found it so damn cute when you'd put him in his place and reminding him of his ego, he knows how big his ego is but he can't help it. He just wants your attention on him, and to be fair he's pretty sure of himself that he does. Your short average frame makes him think about picking you up. Maybe carrying you princess style or throwing you over his shoulder, god you were so cute always asking for his help and being hopeless. He kept you close while asking you inquisitive questions about your past.
The three of you take a limousine to the 5 star resort and Dante's already complaining about the island heat with you when you arrive, Dante didn't even let the chauffeur open the door and let you out.
"It's alright, let's get you inside".
Toji's jaw clenched at Dante's stead fastness. But he's patient. While Dante carries your hand to pull you out of the limo, Toji's gladly carrying your luggage like it's light as a feather.
The resort suite hut was a private studio straw hut over water, the clear blue water already beaming through the open front patio into the studio. Modernized and comfortable with a queen sized bed, modern technology and flower assortments on the bed.
"Damn this is nice!"
Dante says running his hands along the white floating entertainment center with the mounted tv and Bluetooth speaker. Toji's already helping you settle in and walking around the place looking for things that could be life threatening, anything at all.
"Don't move yet. Let us have a look."
His job comes first, Toji's job is his priority especially when that priority involves you.
"What are you looking for"
You listened to him naturally of course, you know they're professionals and trust their judgement. Besides you kinda like how protective they are.
"Security cameras in inappropriate places, smoke alarms, etc."
He says lurking around and looking all over the studio. His dark shaggy hair flowing in the breeze when he checks the open patio.
Dante has a jealous expression on his face watching Toji move exactly the way he's supposed to, despite Dante's constant fawning over you and trying to impress you, he knew Toji had had a point. His arms fold to his chest watching him silently until he's done.
"Looks good to me"
Toji says approaching and shoving his hands in his suite pockets, dark hair spikey and shaggy across his forehead, with a self assured look on his face and then their eyes lock for a second. Something firm. And unspoken, Toji makes a tsks sound that erupts softly from his lips before shifting around Dante and standing at the studio door. And Dante follows.
"We have a studio directly across from you, come find us if anything happens and we for some reason can't hear you, but we will be listening out for you, even if you make the tiniest peep we'll be here"
Dante reassures you as they exit the luxurious studio.
The moment the door clicks shut you strip yourself bare and plop down on the mattress, the thick resort blanket puffing with air around you until it settles. Dante's not subtle, he's definitely into you, but you know the professional boundaries have to be maintained, that's not to say that you're not tempted at all, don't get it twisted the way his body made his muscles look as if they were going to burst from his suite excited you more than you'd personally like to admit to yourself and you roll over in the sheets and burry you hot face.
But Toji, there was something interesting in a different way, the quiet way he managed you, always moving, never talking, something about that made you actually farel, and oh that scar on his lip. You prayed that you didn't loose your shit before this trip was over, but would you even last one day?
Your first night in the hut was truly a dream, Dante and Toji hadn't hovered over you in hours and it's dark now, the hut is lit with dim candles and your eating popcorn to a Spanish movie with subtitles and to your dismay, it's actually good. Who knew telenovela was so underrated. But that is until an unexpected knock echos through your hut. You actually roll your eyes because it was just getting to the good part as you slide out of your bed and move toward your door.
"(Y/n)? Are you alright"
Dante's voice is muffled through the wooden door as you open it. He's not wearing his suite from earlier, and you remember him complaining about the heat, it makes you crack the tiniest of smiles, but it's flung open, his body rippling with firm and toned muscles and you can tell he's not even worried about it being so exposed his multi-colored island shirt unbuttoned around him. Your eyes linger on that longer than you'd like to admit as he clears his throat into his fist.
"You, uh, didn't answer the question?" Dante's unbothered and confused expression hangs low down to your face as you look up at him. Your satin nightgown hanging down your frame and just below your buttocks, your cleavage challenged his restraint in a most torturous way. He's blushing. Actually blushing.
"I'm alright, thank you"
Your heart beats a little bit faster as you two actually stare at eachother and don’t move. As if one wrong move and you'll be sent ravishing eachother and racing to see who can get the other to moan the others name first. Dante steps back creating space between you and averting his eyes to look up with his hands on his hips.
"Uh, okay cool, you um, you have the forest trail excursion tomorrow morning right? I can make sure we're here outside your door before you head out"
You look away too as the flush of heat rushes up the back of your neck and burns on your face.
"Yes, that's just fine, I'll be heading out by 9:30"
You say crossing your arms but oh little did you know that that was a mistake. Your folding arms enhancing the curves of the cleavage around your breast in that nightgown makes Dante's breath actually catch. Fuck.
"We'll see you in the morning"
He says turning away quickly and waving while he walks away.
It's killing him, no it's actually eating him alive when he goes back to the studio with Toji laying on his back smoking a cigarette in a white tank top. Dante moves toward the balcony and peers out into the distance.
"We've gotta be outside of her door tomorrow by 8:30"
Toji turns his half lidded and relaxed dark eyes to the moonlit balcony.
"yeah, I know"
Dante turns to face him leaning back against the railing.
"I see the way you look at her"
Toji scoffs. "Like what? Like my paycheck? Yeah. I do so what?"
Dante grins at the smart remark. "No, like she's prey"
"You're seeing shit, your all wound up about her. Look we get paid after this is over so let's not make this more than what it needs to be"
And while when it slipped from his lips he wanted to mean it, my god he knew he didn’t. He knew this vacation and you, were it going to really be a challenge. He can't have Dante's fauning ass hovering him too, especially because he wants his chance to get you alone without being on Dante's radar. He'll see how far he can get with that alone.
"Yeah. You're right"
Dante's voice drops its guard as he folds his bulky arms to his chest and looks up at the Costa Rica night stars.
In the morning when your leave your hut to no avail Toji and Dante stand there on either sides of your door waiting for you. It's 90 degrees and the beaming hot sun bounces off of your skin, you're wearing a bikini top and short shorts with sneakers. Toji keeps things simple wearing a black button down flannel and Dante wearing an open buttoned red and floral Hawaiian flannel. Both wearing shorts and sneakers for the hike. Dante immediately removed the bookbag you had on your back for your hike.
"You know better." He teased.
On your tropical hiking trail both Toji and Dante smother you with protection, keeping you on the path, making sure you're paying attention along with the other tourists. It feels like they're going back and forth with you but you ignore it.
The hiking trail wasn't the longest but it was for sure long enough, at the end of the trail, Toji and Dante watch you catch your breath. A 2 1/2 mile walk was enough for you for sure.
The tour guide speaks.
"Thank you everyone for staying with me on this nature trail tour, I hope you've all had a wonderful time, but to finish up the tour I'd like to introduce you guys to the el Cerro Chato river! Please feel free to enjoy the last hour of this tour swimming, eating and diving!"
You waste no time stripping from the short shorts and Toji hasn't kept his eyes off of you for the entire trail, watching that smooth back of yours sway with an ass he'd do next to anything to squeeze, he averts his eyes before Dante can catch him staring again, after last night's conversation with him, he knows he's gotta be more discreet but he can't help but let out the softest groan. Thankfully the sound of loud wildlife and insects in the surrounding tropical forest drown out the impossible sound for him to hold back watching you slide down your shorts revealing the pink bikini bottom that matched your bikini top. And don't even get him started with that top and your cleavage, he'd have you right now in front of everyone, have you begging for more of him while he—
Dante pats his shoulder. "Yeah, I know"
Toji rubs the back of his head averting his eyes again and letting out a guilty sigh. Fuck it.
Dante noticed everything about you now, the pace of your breathing, the rise and fall of your chest when you do, how you lick your lips to dampen them, the way you're lost and helpless without them. It triggers something primal beneath Dante's surface, like the farel need to rip that bikini top of and leave purple bruises along that beautiful neck. Ever since he visited your room last night and seeing you in that night gown he knew it had become more than just a duty or his job, it became hunger and desire quickly.
In the lake with the other tourists Toji and Dante stand nearby, but farther apart from eachother watching you enjoy yourself, or enjoying themselves watching you. They exchange knowing looks when staring at you come up and down in the water teasing and messing around with the other tourists.
It takes every bit of Toji's sanity to not erect as he pulls a cigarette from the shorts in his back pocket and lighting the cigarette. He takes a long burdened pull and dips off.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Dante says leaning on the thick oak tree that gives him a perfect view of your soaking wet body.
"For a walk. Give me 5 minutes"
And trust me he needed it. Before he did something he would PERFECTLY regret. Dipping off into the woods may have been Toji's worst mistake on this trip.
It's bad enough that you we absolutely stunning but to say the least it really struck a cord in Dante when you approached him in that bikini that snugged you just right.
"Where's Toji? I seen him walk away, he okay?"
You ask and your tone is genuine. Dante averts his eyes from the water dripping down from your hair to your cleavage and crosses his arms.
"I think he's just taking a smoke break, probably be back in a few minutes."
Dante plays it cool but he's grinding his teeth to the point where he knows he can't practically taste metal.
Noticing his tense and dismissive demeanor you put a gentle hand on his shoulder to comfort him and he snaps for just a moment. Spinning you and pinning you against the tree, your breathe catches and your breathing deepens and he Notices. You're close enough for him to breathe you in and he does.
"Damn you smell so good"
he growls against your neck.
"if you smell this good I wonder what you taste like"
You're practically trembling in arousal against the tree he has you pressed up against. You're shocked he hasn't ravaged you already and wisked you away to take you in every which way. You breath heavily with utterly no answer just shock.
"I haven't even touched you yet and you shaking like a leaf sweetheart. Take it easy. I don't bite"
He stands up straight with a grin as sinister as his intentions, and you scurry back to the lake, the lake water currently feeling safer than anything Dante had planned for you.
The tourists ride back to the resort was coiled thick with tension. Your thighs trembled softly between Dante and Toji and yes Toji was straight up staring and breathing; maybe even slightly heavier than usual, his dark eyes tense with want and he’s really, really close to need. In fact if he was being honest he could really go for just a taste—
His eyes dart elsewhere, anywhere but there. You were damp and he could smell the pheromones. He leans his head back, running a hand through his dark spikey hair, as an exhales smoothly seeped from him. Goddamn her.
Of course once you three arrive at the resort they escort you back to your suite.
"Stay put, neither one of us wants to come looking for you, if you're planning to go out, walk across next door and tell us. You know the orders are for you not to leave our sight."
Toji's tone is more firm and strained, something coiled with lingering tension and frustration. But you knod co-operatively.
When you close your suite door you practically throw yourself onto your bed, and groan with frustration.
Later that afternoon around 5:45pm Toji's leaning against the exterior of the Hut with his arms crossing and pulling his cigarette like its oxygen, trying to escape that impossible rush and throb that keeps making an appearance in his shorts. He grinds his teeth and runs his hands through his spikey hair. But thankfully it's quiet, the board walk between the huts where empty, no people, just the sound of the gentle waves crashing against the docks they slept on. He walks down boardwalk taking in the peaceful sunset and the orange haze it cascades across the resort. Seagulls chirp when he descends into the beach his sandals digging into sand.
In the distance he spots you laid out on a towel and he scoffs like he's about loose his absolute shit.
"What the fuck are you doing out here"
The firmness in his tone isn't loud but menacing. He's dead serious. Pissed off even, and the fact that he's not yelling lets you know exactly how much trouble you’re in. And it's not even a real question, it’s rhetorical actually.
You stammer sitting up instantly at the sound of his firm and angry voice.
"Toji?!"
You're definitely a mix of shocked and scared.
"What? You didn't think either one of us would spot you?"
He folds his arms in disappointment as you stand from your towel.
"I didn't tell you to get up"
Again his tone is firm and quiet. You almost feel like if you don't listen you'll for sure be punished with the way Toji's sharp dark eyes pierce yours.
"Wha—,"
You slowly sit back down and Toji squats down to your level with his arms on his knees looking at you.
"I don't even know what to do with you right now"
He leans over close enough to your face that you can feel his shallow breathing against your lips and chin. Your brain begs for him to kiss you. He's knows it's what you want.
"Maybe if you'd fucking listen to me I'd give you what you want"
His voice is a whisper against your face as he takes a hand and firmly grips the back of your neck leaving your breathless in a yank that forces a soft moan to rip from your throat and he buries his face in your neck. He's groans loud and animalistic into your neck sending a vibration through your nerves. You hands on your sides tremble as he sucks and bites that sensitive part of your neck. Those soft sweet moans that pour from your uncontrollably leave a burning feeling in his chest, he sinks his teeth in your flesh and moves his firm hand from your neck to gripping your hair. He leaves no room for you to wiggle or move, your his right now and he's making that acceptionally clear. His rough taste buds follow the lining of your neck after his fangs release the flesh of your neck.
"So fucking naughty, you'll listen to me next time right?"
There's a torturous and sinister sound growling from him against your neck and it makes your heart leap and do somersaults. A strained moan erupts from you especially when his free hands gropes your breast and fondle them there. The licking and biting on your neck continuing to make you arch. His fingers pinch your nipples that pierce your bikini top.
"Y-yes—,"
But he finally pulls away slowly leaving a bite mark and a purple and red toned mark on your neck, letting his eyes meet yours, his face tense with need and want.
"Let's go, I'm taking you back to your suite"
You let him help you stand frazzled, both of your feet in the sand. You grab your towel from the sand and let Toji take you back to your suite.
The walk back is quieter than you expected, a strong contrast to the passion just moments ago that for some reason makes you question your reality. 'Did that really just happen?'
When you lean in to open your door a pair of Toji's prying firm hands grips your ass and squeezes firm like you're a stress ball and your face instantly burns hot. He squeezes a few times before letting out a hungry groan and a desperate "fuck—."
You turn to look at him with your embarrassed hot face, your eyes are half lidded with pleasure as you let him fondle there and spreading you just enough before releasing you from his firm grip. You don't speak. Neither of you do. But that tension between you too is obvious. Toji's grinning like mad man outta hell, but you know it's because he's enjoying himself.
"Goodnight y/n"
He says standing there until he sees your door close and lock. When he hears the lock click on your door, he finally notices the massive bulging in his cargo shorts.
"Shit."
The following day, Toji and Dante accompany you at the beach. For the most part of the day it's okay, you guys get there early and there's loud Caribbean music and people dancing with drinks in their hands, and for once you feel yourself truly loosened up since the vacation began and honestly maybe even since the robbery. Maybe dad was right?
You try to burry yourself in your watermelon margarita while you’re dancing with strangers. Toji and Dante rest at the tiki bar. The warm summer breeze and sun beat down on you all as Toji turns to peer at you, his hand blocking the sunlight from his vision to get a better look at the ass your rolling in circles until Dante nudges him.
"What? I'm just doing my job."
Dante holds his margarita to his lips and sips with a suspicious look on his face.
"If that's the case, then me too"
It wasn't long before the fun was ruined by dark clouds, and strong winds followed by pouring rain. And when you practically fly away in the wind and storm Toji and Dante waste absolutely no time sprinting towards you and covering you enough to head back to the resort suites.
The storm was quite literally a whirlwind, the winds came in strong, so strong Toji had to carry you princess style just to get through the horrible and sudden rain and wind without you flying away.
Barely able to see through the storm Dante and Toji help eachother try to find your hut at the resort, having to yell over the strong winds toward eachother. The rain was so heavy they could barely see in front of them.
"Do you see anything!?" Dante shouted trying to talk over the roaring wind while his hand blocked the rain from his eyes.
Toji grips you tighter in his arms when you bury your face in his chest and grip his shirt for cover.
After spending longer than absolutely necessary looking for your hut they finally find it.
Once finally inside of your hut, suddenly the strong winds sound muffled behind the door. Toji moved with purpose to close the open patio that hand now let rain soak the majority of the floor after putting you down.
It's quiet now. Too quiet.
Toji moves toward you with a confidence you haven't seen yet and he towers over you drenched and soaked from the rain. His black Hawaiian flannel damp to his skin, he holds your stare with intensity before brushing a gentle thumb along your jaw and lifting your chin.
"I'm tired of running."
He says before crashing his rain soaked lips against yours, full and hungry, his mouth devouring yours. He lets a firm hand grip and dig into your waist and hair, holding you their and keeping you firmly pressed against him.
Dante can't help get jealous, he's 100% sure he wanted you first and in his mind you're his, and he'll be damned. His dripping rain soaked body steps towards the two of you and he grabs your arm, pulling you from Toji and pushing you up against the wall, his breathing heavy and ragged, eager as he moves tongue into your mouth groaning, something so needy from his throat you shudder, while he presses close to you.
Toji manhandles you from under Dante and yanks off your bikini top growling with hunger and need, he trails kisses down your neck, Dante lets go of possessiveness and kisses down your back; hungry and eager, his strong firm hands press into you while they run down your back until he's pulling down your bikini bottoms and tossing them god knows where, you arch you back for him as he uses firm hands to roughly spreads your cheeks and rub his tongue through and through. He makes farel grunting and moaning sounds while his face is in between you spreaded folds, Toji grips the back of your neck and hair with a force so strong you thought you'd get whiplash as his tongue caresses the innards of your mouth, tangling with yours, greedy and grunting with a mouth full of you while you moan into his kiss.
Toji's hands caressed down every curve of your body with gripping hands until his hands go lower and find your core, in this moment you've been moaning softly from Dante's tongue continuously licking between your cheeks and burrowing his face but now you moan like you've lost your absolute mind in between kisses as Toji's index and pointer finger slide into your slick warmth and curls into your g-spot and digging into you with a powerful force.
Dante slicks in between your cheeks with his drool and pushes a thumb into your anus, soft and slow, and smooching. "Fuck—, I love tasting you"
Toji finger fucks you and leaves you feeling so dazed you’re seeing stars as your eyes water with pleasure. Toji’s biting and sucking into your neck with tongue like you're the only thing he wants. He sets you free licking your slick from his fingers and when you're finally catching your breath and breathing heavily he's dropping to his knees, with no hesitation and lifting up your legs over his shoulders until he has a face full of you. He stands letting your legs wrap around his head.
His hands grip your hips to keep you steady, while Dante follows suite spreading yours cheeks to kiss and lick your anus, Toji holds you steady while he licks and sucks on your clit at the same time, using his tongue to flick and tease your clit and then slurping and licking you whole.
"God (y/n) I need more—I need all of your sweet juices in my mouth" Toji groans against your core licking and sucking you against his face, your hands dig into his hair moaning from them both, you grinding your hips back and forth and trembling from overstimulation until you’re clenching your thighs around Toji's head and letting out a guttering moan.
"I'm cumming!!"
You're frantically squirming while Toji and Dante devour you nonstop, they're bother farel, you've never seen men so needy for your cunt and ass, so hungry, so desperate to feel you cum.
Even after your warning they continue until they can both taste your leaking cream and they both groan and curse, Toji licks you through your orgasm until you stop trembling with Dante bites your ass.
Toji sets you down on the edge of the bed his face glistening with your sweet slick. While him and Dante simultaneously come out of their shorts in front of you, and staring down at you. Toji grips your cheeks and grins,
"look at her, you think she ready to have our cocks in her mouth full of us?"
"I think I'm open if she begs" Dante says finally revealing his length, talking through his teeth and stroking himself to you.
Toji grips your shoulders "get on your knees" he pauses
"And beg"
Toji's scarred lip twitches in sinister pleasure as he watches you settle on your knees between them. Just as you're opening your mouth to beg Toji's already shoving his massive girth into the back of your throat and gripping the hair at the top of your head.
"I still wanna hear you say it"
He says making your mouth gurgle before pulling himself out of your mouth, you look at him and Dant who's still stroking himself with a flushed pleasured look on his face. Your eyes yearning, desperate and needy for them.
"Fuck—, you're such filthy little slut aren't you"
Dante says smearing his swollen bolbus tip against your lips, you drool looking up at them both, taking both of your hands to massage their girth at once.
Your cunt is already dripping wet again from the way they're looking down at you.
"Yes! I'm such a filthy slut! Use me!"
It only takes one time for you to say it and they're taking turns pushing their girthy cocks into your mouth and groaning.
"(Y/n) you feel so good!"
Dante's already loosing composure just seeing your cheeks spread full of cock and he's groaning like he's already close to cuming.
Gripping both in your hands you you take turns letting them thrust into her mouth rough until their piercing the back of her throat, every time it's Toji's turn he makes you see stars, shoving his cock deep and hard into the back of your throat until your gagging and drooling on the floor. Dante grips your hair and likes to watch you suck slow so he can feel every tastebud on your tongue and every throb of his cock in your mouth and he's groaning and quivering at the beautiful sight of you gurgling on his girth.
Dante grips your cheeks when he thrust slow into your mouth letting you feel him throb and grow in your mouth his veins pulsing with desire.
"Look at that pretty, perfect, face with such a slutty mouth, and those pretty lips wrapped around my cock"
Dante teases but your drooling down his shaft with eyes that beg for more.
Toji strokes your hair while you're sucking off Dante, gurgling and drooling.
"I think she's ready to get fucked Dante"
"I don't know can't tell, I mean that pretty pussy is practically dripping down her legs but I need to hear her use her words with that slutty mouth of hers"
Toji says grabbing your face letting drool and precum from Dante cock drip from your mouth and chin.
"Whattaya say hmm? You think you're ready to get fucked like the filthy slut you've been?"
You knod eagerly with tears that stream your cheeks and drool down your chin. Toji's hands grip your cheeks harder giving you slight duck lips.
"Use your words"
You pant softly looking at the both of them that hold your stare with hungry and desperate eyes.
"Fuck me please"
Your glassy eyes and wet eyelashes blink at them both, and without hesitation Dante bends you over to spread your ass again licking and sucking your perfect and sweet anus, while teasing his rough thumb in and out,
"Let me make sure you're ready for me baby"
He says muffled against your cheeks, vibrating against your core, his voice is rough like velvet and eager while he spreads your ass and exposes your pink flesh. Toji shoves his girth into your mouth filling it again and letting your drool slosh around his shaft, and he cannot stop groaning, because he simply couldn't believe how someone could be so beautiful when sucking cock, it's impossible, he runs a gentle hand through your hair while your guzzling him down your throat and letting him face fuck you again, he grips the hair at the top of your head and winces at the pleasure he tries to hold back between grunting.
Dante stands huffing and breathing heavily, his lips swollen from tasting you endlessly like some expensive delicacy. He teases his swollen and bulbous tip against your anus and winces just at the idea of being inside of you, you moan against your mouthfull of Toji.
"Shit, I don't think I'm gonna fit in this slutty little whole cutie"
Dante pushes his thick tip against your sopping wet and dripping anus until his tip is finally swallowed up by you and he presses his fingers into your hips HARD, so hard you know it will leave a mark and he lets out a guttering groan with an intensity that's almost a sheepish whimper. You moan intensely with your throat full of Toji's length that you've been sucking away at like it's the last meal you'll ever have. Your jaw suctions against him and the wetness in your mouth massaging tight against his veins.
Dante thrusts slow, letting him fill you inch by inch until your ass is filled with him. His body tenses with a shock wave of tremors and a rumble that rips from his throat almost pained with a sheepish satisfaction as he slaps your ass, so hard it leaves a hand print; you flinch and buck as you cry out in pleasure letting Toji's girth gag in your throat, the fullness of him inside of you makes your body quiver and shake with stimulation while you're bent over standing, until Dante is wrapping your hair around his fist and yanking hard.
Your bottom lip quivers into a whimper that strikes a primal cord in Toji's chest, Dante bends over your back and lifts your body to press your back against his chest, his strong frame folds your thighs to your chest in the upright position and presses you firm against his body, he thrusts his length still deep in your anus rough now as you cry out. Toji grips the back of your neck in the most possessive way you've ever felt making you cry out in pain, he grits his teeth and lets his long veiny girth press into your tight and sopping wet flesh. He huffs and lets out a soft groan, he takes his time squeezing inside of you while Dante thrusts into you slower now.
"Have you ever been in the full Nelson before cutie?"
"N-no—,"
Your voice quivers softly with intimidation, you can see it written all over Toji's face that he has no intentions of taking it easy on you.
Toji's dark and intimidating eyes are locked on yours as your walls finally welcome him and splat! His massive 10inch cock was finally letting you wrap around him in the most snug way and he doesn't even flinch, he breathes heavily like he's been running a marathon nonstop, and when you adjust around him, he's pushing hard into you and letting you cry out in pain and pleasure, his firm grip still tight and fierce at the back of your neck.
"Please!!"
You whimper tirelessly from complete over stimulation. Toji thrusts harder and faster gradually.
"What was that? Is that slutty pussy begging for my cock again?"
Him and Dante are already spreading you thin, now both of them simultaneously thrusting hard into you you womb and anus, Toji takes his hand from behind your neck and pushes your thighs impossibly closer to your chest, and watching you strain. He takes a free hand and spreads your pussy lips to rub that sensitive and hooded flesh between them while he thrust deep, your cervix and anus feeling every crevice of their cocks filling you, every vein, every throb while they push deep in those hidden places.
"Yes, I'm begging for your cock!"
You mule with tears leaking from your eyes, Toji grabs your face and licks your cheek slow, sadistically tasting the pain you feel and it moves him. He deepens his thrusts and quickens his pace, he spits in your whiney mouth and slaps you, just hard enough to tame you.
"Whatever you want then I guess"
He's non-chalant even in a moment like this when his bolbus, massive throbbing cock is piercing you in ways you never thought possible.
Dante brings an arm around your frame to grip your throat, Toji keeps your legs pressed your chest with extremely firm hands that will definitely leave a mark while he drills into you, Dante showing no mercy is absolutely pussy drunk and grunting at the sensation of your anus griping and suffocating his cock from tightness.
"Fuck—, I'm gonna have to fill this slutty pussy until your leaking with my cum"
Dante's lips ghost over your earlobe while he grunts and whispers from behind.
"That's it, let it all out (y/n) I need to feel you cum on my cock, I want to feel you leaking and dripping"
Toji's raspy and out of breath voice finally sends you over the edge.
Dante whispers in your ear with his hand firm around your throat, their relentless, powerful and farel thrusting makes you completely stupid, squirming and crying out until your leaking and oozing your perfect cream on Toji's cock. Your body jerks uncontrollably from the release and pleasure of your orgasm.
They both officially loose all sense of composure, practically blacking out as they ram into you simultaneously, Dante putting you in a headlock now with his bicep curled under your chin and Toji keeping your legs pressed until he's filling you with an explosive amount of cum and Dante following suit, Toji lets out the most sadistic and grumbled groan straight from his gut, breathing heavily and huffing, Dante cursing and whimpering in your ear untamed and farel, saying your name over and over until you can feel him throbbing and filling his load into you, and filling you until your leaking.
The isolated resort hut and treacherous island rainstorm drowns out the grunts and screaming coming from inside of the hut. And you finally understand the full experience of the Costa Rica bliss that the tourists talk about.
