I..really really love your *ehm*your sandwiched stories*ehm, if it possible can you make another Ging kite and reader threesome? Or continue the series where in the end they turns become loving each other
Smut Week: Day Seven
Sandwiched Between (Part 3)
NSFW: MDI
Warnings: threesome, brief dry humping, brief mutual masturbation, jealousy, possessiveness, marking, voyeurism, oral sex (fem and male receiving), double penetration, safe sex, unsafe sex 👀, creampies, friends with benefits to lovers???, afab reader
Part 1 2
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It'd been a little over a year since that fateful night at the bar. The first of what ended up being many. Somewhere along the line, the three of you agreed to hooking up regularly. There were conditions, of course, mostly due to your insistence.
The first was no sex unless both men were present. Nothing past making out and groping in order to prevent jealousy amongst the duo. You knew they could be petty with each other. The last thing you wanted was for your friendship to end over a fling.
The second rule was protection. You didn't want any ‘happy accidents’ running around. Especially since one of you already had a kid. (That poor boy didn't know how stupid his father was.)
The third and final was that all of you could drop out at any time to pursue someone else. No strings attached whatsoever. Of course being away on hunter business so often, the three of you didn't really have the chance to seek out anyone else. Not that you want to in the first place.
Still, the duo both found a way to get around your first rule, much to their delight.
You found yourself flat on your back, legs wrapped tightly around a certain ruins hunter. Moaning sweetly into his neck while he ground into your clothed cunt with fervor. The delicious friction urging you closer and closer to your orgasm. Judging by the almost desperate way he humped into you, he was close too. Pressing sloppy kisses to your throat.
“You and your stupid rules. Think that'll stop me from having you?” He groaned out, hitching your leg higher to press deeper into you.
When you'd questioned him the first time, he justified it with-
“What? It's not penetration so it doesn't count.”
You found yourself sitting face to face with the silver haired hunter a few days later. Thrusting two fingers inside yourself while he fisted his cock. Listening intently as he talked you through it. Sweet words of encouragement escaping his lips.
“You're so gorgeous. Spreading yourself nicely for me. That's it lovely, rub your pretty little clit for me. Just like that. Being so good for me.”
He watched with keen interest as you pleasured yourself. Stroking himself faster to the rhythm of your fingers. A mess of precum coating his palm.
He'd justified himself in a similar way to Ging.
“I’m not touching you, so it doesn't count.”
They were both so needy when it came to you. Though you weren't one to complain. You knew you were the exact same.
The thought distracting you from your task at hand. So with a small shake of your head, you redirected your attention to the box in front of you. Your department had recently been upgraded to a new lab. You were currently in the process of moving all of your equipment there.
You were a bit understaffed, so to speak. Your poor employees doing their best to help you. You'd wanted to finish the move in a week. Realistically, you knew it'd take at least two to assemble the bigger parts. A damn shame.
At least your most recent hire was enthusiastic about it. Offering to take every box you picked up and then some. He was also very talkative. Saying how excited he was to work with you and often joining you on your lunch breaks.
You'd admit he was pretty helpful. A little clingy, but helpful nonetheless.
You were in the middle of packing another box when a pair of hands covered your eyes. You sensed behind you, immediately recognizing the presence. Figures he'd show up when you were at your busiest. Though you wouldn't deny you were happy to see him.
“Guess who?” His voice rang out. Seems he was in a good mood.
“You're such a child, Ging.” You chastised.
He dropped his hands from your eyes, choosing to grip your waist from behind instead. Lips brushing teasingly over your ear.
“I barely got here and you're already so mean to me.”
You could practically hear the pout in his voice. Feeling him lean on you to peer over your shoulder. Leaving your poor employees to stare in shock at the touchiness of the stranger who just walked in.
“Are you busy right now?” He questioned.
You moved out of his grasp to continue packing up your box.
“You've got eyes don't you?” You responded.
“Yeah but can't you take a break?”
You turned around with a deadpan stare. He lifted his hands up in mock surrender. You gave a roll of your eyes before taping up the box you were working on.
“I’m trying to get this finished by the end of the week. You can either wait till I get out or make yourself useful.”
You could see him weighing the options in his head.
“Fine…What do you want me to do?”
You handed him the box with an overly sweet smile.
“You can start by carrying the bigger boxes to the truck.”
He gave a groan of protest before making his way towards one of the trucks. A part of you enjoyed putting him to work. Having him lift up what was too heavy for your non-nen user workers. You couldn't help but laugh as he huffed and puffed the entire time.
A small glare directed your way after he lugged away what must've been the fifth telescope today.
“How much shit do you have?”
“It's an observatory. We're barely getting started, sweetheart.” Your voice sickly sweet as you pinched his cheek.
“You've gotta be kidding me.”
He looked back over towards the boxes starting to pile up. Your workers more focused on packing now that there was an extra set of hands to pick up the slack. Perhaps he should have waited for you after all.
“At least Kite's on his way,” he mumbled, though you caught it anyway.
“You sure he's on his way? How do you know?”
“We planned it.” He flashed you a smug grin, picking up yet another box.
“You two are colluding without me? No fair!” You whined, trailing behind him.
“Well we wanted to surprise you.”
The look in his eye darkening. Leaning closer to you until your breath mingled with his.
“Can't wait to have you properly tonight.”
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It was noted how well you worked with each other. Putting away twice as many boxes by yourselves than with your ten employees. All while the two of you argued with each other. Despite that, you were both on task. Your workers very much thankful for the extra hand. All except one who eyed Ging with scrutiny.
He tried to one up the ruins hunter. Offering to take up every box you touched. But he was always a second too late. He tried getting your attention another way. Asking you where you wanted the equipment placed. And when you put your hand on top of his to correct him, he thought he had you.
Until that scruffy bastard went and called you away again.
It had your newest employee frustrated. It should be him helping you. Not this dude who sauntered in like nothing. The final straw was when you had your lunch break.
It was always the two of you eating together. Now there was an unwelcome third party. Being way too physical and touchy with you. But you didn't seem to mind it. Giving your full attention to Ging once again.
“My labor’s not free. I demand food.” He complained.
“Here big baby. You can have a piece.” You laughed out, feeding him with your fork.
And just when he was about to keel over with dread, another man walked in. One who had your eyes lighting up in excitement.
“Looks like you've had a hectic day.” He greeted, noting the disarray of your lab.
You rushed over to meet him halfway. Hugging him tightly and burying your face in his neck. Kite returned your embrace immediately.
“How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while.”
Before you could answer, Ging's voice rang out.
“It's a trap! They're gonna work you like a slave! Run while you still can!”
You turned and gave a sharp glare.
“Now don't you go spoiling my plans!!!”
“And I thought you were happy to see me.” Kite teased.
You flashed him an innocent smile.
“Oh unbelievably happy.” You said before addressing the rest of your workers.
“Ain't that right?”
“Yes Boss!!!” They cheered.
“See? Now help with packing.”
With your break over, you set both men to work. Unaware of the way your new hire eyed you with desperation. Yet your friends had caught on almost immediately. Between the glares and the way he subtly tried to trip them up, it was obvious he had a crush on you.
He was following you around like a lost puppy. Looking at you like you were a piece of meat. For some reason, it annoyed Ging. Then there was the fact he scowled at him every time he got near you. Okay. This guy wanted to play? He'd play, and he'd damn sure win.
A similar resolve in the silver haired hunter. It's not like he didn't want you to date. He'd never stop you from being happy. But this guy simply didn't meet his standards. He was annoying and hostile. And Kite tried, he really tried to be cordial. Offering his hand up for a shake and ultimately being ignored.
You were still their friend at the end of the day. He only wanted what was best for you. Though he couldn't deny there was an unpleasant churn in his stomach seeing this other guy hanging off you. A spark of possessiveness when he touched you.
No he didn't approve of you pursuing a relationship with this man.
Neither of them did.
So they made it their mission to get under this new guy's skin.
Ging gave your ass a slap as he walked by. You jumped at the contact, turning around with a small glare.
“Not in public, idiot!” You scolded.
“I’m just appreciating the view. Not my fault you've got a nice ass.” He justified.
You were gonna kill him. The absolute nerve of this man. You decided to let it go. However, it wasn't the end of both men's brazen display of affection.
You were in the middle of picking up a box when you felt arms wrap around you. You recognized the body pressing into you as Kite’s. He left a kiss against your neck. Your body heating up at the contact. His lips ghosting over your ear before he spoke.
“You need any help?”
They would be the death of you.
“I need you both to keep your hands to yourself. We're working.”
The grip on your waist tightened at the lips on your neck became more persistent. A cheeky grin on Ging's face as he watched the two of you.
“Who says we can't have fun at work?”
It took everything in you to regain your composure.
“Behave or we won't be having any fun at all.”
No strings attached, yet both men were undoubtedly soft on you. Vying for your attention whenever they had the chance. And they would not be losing it because one of your coworkers had a crush on you.
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Kite watched through lidded eyes as Ging manhandled you on his cock. Keeping a firm grip on your legs to keep them spread. The sound of slick filling the air with each thrust into your gushing cunt. Your underwear moved haphazardly to the side.
Seems he made good on his promise to put on a show.
He stroked himself to the pace of Ging's thrust. Thumbing the head of his cock as eager hands groped your breasts. So very pretty for him. A small part of him wishing the layer of protection wasn't there.
Your moans getting louder with the way Ging lifted you up and down. He could tell you were getting close. The way you writhed against the ruins hunter’s grip a telltale sign.
Your pussy fluttered helplessly around his cock. Feeling him start to throb inside you. He released one of your legs to grab at your neck. Keeping you still to suck hickeys against your throat.
“So tight. You getting turned on from him watching us?” He directed your head to meet Kite's gaze.
The knot in your stomach tightening at the sight of him focused on your stuffed cunt. Pre leaking down onto the bed sheets.
“Why don't you cum on my cock and give him a real show?” He teased.
You could feel yourself teetering on the edge. Knot wound impossibly tight in your stomach. Your eyes meeting Kite's one last time before he spoke.
“Go on lovely. Make a mess on him.”
Your vision blanking out as you came. Cunt spasming tightly around Ging as he rutted inside you. Pulling your hips flush against his, his cock buried to the hilt. His cum thankfully contained in the condom he wore.
You hadn't even been home five minutes before their hands were on you. Unaware of what caused their sudden neediness. That guy offered to walk you home. Dismissing the two men next to you in the hopes of getting you alone. Maybe they should've let him. Let him see how much of a cock hungry whore you were for your best friends.
You leaned forward after you finished riding out your high. Getting on all fours and crawling towards Kite. A small pout on your face seeing his still red and leaky member.
“Wanna suck your cock.” You whined.
It didn't matter how many times he'd seen you like this. The sight of you on your knees would always fluster Kite. Staring up with hazy eyes as you practically pawed at his thighs. His face flushing a bright red when you finally took the head of his cock in your mouth.
He cupped your cheeks as you took him in deeper. Bobbing your head obediently at the feeling of his pre coating your taste buds. You swirled your tongue around the tip before releasing him.
“Taste so sweet.” You cooed.
You took him into your mouth once more, and he was sure he wouldn't last with the way swallowed him whole. Feebly thrusting into your mouth at the sight. So pretty for him.
You gave a small jump feeling something warm envelope your cunt. Rough hands gripping at your hips to pull you closer. Ging's boldness would never cease to surprise you. Eating you out from behind while you sucked Kite’s cock. Slurping up your previous release and aiming to give you another one.
You ground back on his tongue, pulling at Kite's thighs to take him in deeper. You could feel drool escape the side of your lips. Moaning sweetly when he reached down to swipe it away.
“Just a little more. I'm almost there, sweetheart.”
His was twitching in your mouth, bucking a little harder down your throat. The tongue prodding at your hole had your legs shaking. White hot pleasure tightening in your stomach once more. You could hear a murmur of, “Being so good. Cum on my tongue for me.”
You took Kite all the way down your throat once more. Choking on his cock as the knot finally snapped in his stomach. He let out a groan at the feeling of you swallowing his release. Warm cum sliding down your throat and filling your mouth. Your own climax hitting you as Ging attached himself to your clit.
The added stimulation making your knees buckle underneath you. With one last lick up your cunt, he pulled away. You released Kite’s cock with a ‘pop,’ collapsing on the bed. You needed a minute to catch your breath. Your poor cunt spasming around nothing.
Your head fuzzy from your climax. Unable to hear the way your phone had been ringing. Not noticing how Kite reached over to see who was calling. It was him. He turned the screen over to show Ging. An annoyed look crossing his face before it was replaced by a mischievous one.
“Let's ruin them for any other man.” He suggested.
“What did you have in mind?” Kite questioned.
He leaned over so you wouldn't hear. Not like you could with your head in the clouds. A dark flush spreading across the silver haired hunter’s face. He gave a small nod at the idea.
Ging grabbed the box of condoms on the nightstand. Three left. He tossed one over to Kite and kept one for himself. You looked up at them through lust hazed eyes. The fog in your mind at last clearing.
“This way, pretty.” Ging encouraged, gently grabbing your chin to direct your gaze towards his.
You took note of his cooing tone. Something he only did when he was plotting. Judging by Kite's bashful expression, he was in on it.
“How would you feel about having the both of us inside?”
Your face scrunched in confusion.
“We've already-” But you were quickly cut off by Kite.
“No. Both of us right here.” His hand reaching down between your legs, fingers skimming your entrance.
Oh. They wanted to…
“You're gonna break me.” You said, finally sitting up.
“Promise we'll be gentle,” Kite pleaded.
Lips pressed themselves to your neck. The soft sensation causing shivers down your spine. Need once again coursing through you.
“C'mon, have we ever steered you wrong before?” Ging questioned, hands starting to wonder on your skin.
You didn't have any regrets since you started this arrangement. Trusting in both men when it came to your body. They always made you feel good. But this was a little different. You doubted you'd be able to stretch that much. You already had trouble fitting just one of them inside. You'd surely die trying to fit both.
“But you two are big. It'll hurt.” You argued.
Yet the soft touches only continued. The lips on your neck starting to suckle at your skin. They were doing their best to convince you. And it was working.
“If it's too much, we'll stop and just do something else.” Ging reassured.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
“Okay. Who goes where.” Your resolve crumbling at last.
“I'll go in first. Then I'll hold you up and-”
“Why can't Kite carry me? He's more gentle with my body.” You protested.
He leaves less bruises. Not only that but he fucked you slower. You'd feel a little better if he was the one controlling the pace.
Ging mumbled something under his breath.
“What was that?” You questioned. His face burning a bright red before repeating himself.
“If Kite carries you, I won't be able to reach.”
You did your best to stifle a laugh. The ruins hunter sending you a small glare.
“Not his fault he's so short,” Kite teased, only further flustering him.
“Hey!”
You gave a playful role of your eyes, leaning forward to place a smooch on his cheek.
“You big baby.”
He returned your affections. Kissing you in the hopes the red in his face would die down. He pressed a hand against your shoulder, guiding you to lie on your back. You complied. Spreading yourself so nicely for him. A mess of slick between your legs.
“It's like regular sex. Okay? Just relax.”
He rubbed the tip of his cock against your entrance. You arched slightly at the feeling, still sensitive from your previous orgasms. He noticed. Cheekily skimming over your clit until you let out a soft moan. He began to push into you slowly.
You threw your head back at the stretch, already feeling so full. You caught sight of Kite. Who'd gotten impossibly hard seeing your warmth engulf Ging’s cock without resistance. Perhaps you'd be able to fit both of them inside after all.
He gave a few shallow thrusts. Savoring your tight heat around him. When he was satisfied, he secured his hands under your thighs. Pulling you up towards him and then off the bed. The shift in directions making you cling onto him.
“I've got you,” he reassured.
He held you with ease. It shouldn't have been a surprise seeing how he hauled those boxes like they were nothing. Still, you were impressed by his strength. Leaning further into him. Your head being turned to the side to meet eager lips. Tongue meeting yours in a feverish dance.
You separated from the silver haired hunter, feeling him rub little circles into your hips.
“You ready for me, lovely?” He asked.
“Mhm.” You gave a hum of approval.
“Just say the word and we'll stop.”
You felt the head of his cock prod at your stuffed cunt. Arching your body to make more space. You took a deep breath feeling his tip catch on your fluttering hole. Slick leaking down at the idea of fitting both of them. There was a sharp pinch, and then he was inching his way inside. Forcing your tight cunt open.
Both men releasing noises of pleasure as Kite pushed in. Such a snug fit. The way your tight heat eagerly accepted another cock inside. Sucking the both of them in with ease. Panting heavily when Kite had fully bottomed out.
You could see your vision blanking out. Your poor cunt stretching to its limit and beyond taking both of them. It's too much. You think you're gonna faint at the pressure pushing against your stomach. So completely full, you had no idea how they were supposed to move inside you.
“Too much!” You cried out. Your nails digging harshly into Ging’s shoulders.
He gave a light hiss, leaning his head down to suck hickeys into your collarbone. Your head was once again redirected towards Kite. Letting him pull you in another kiss. Both men doing their best to distract you from your discomfort. At the same time, they were trying to prevent themselves from fucking into you.
You shifted, accidentally grinding down on them. Pushing them further inside you and grazing your soft spot. A jolt of pleasure running through you.
“Hah! Gonna break me! Fuck!” You whined.
“Yeah?” Ging cooed, separating briefly to tease you before attaching himself to one of your breasts.
You writhed in his grasp, pulling him closer.
“Being so good stretching for our cocks.” Kite praised. Arms wrapped tightly around your waist while he worked on marking up your neck.
You spared a glance down. Heat burning through you seeing the two of them stuffed inside. A slight bulge in your stomach that had you keening. You were in for it tonight.
“You can move,” you said shakily.
As soon as the words left your lips, hips snapped into yours. Already starting up a brutal pace. Groans of pleasure sounding in your ears at the delicious friction. You were never left empty. When one would pull out, the other would push in. Catching each other at the last second to stretch you wide once more.
It was dizzying. Sinful squelching echoing throughout the room. A mess of your own arousal and precum splattering between the three of you. The battering of your cervix making you see stars.
You could do nothing but hold on for dear life as they pounded into you. Head lulling back at the unrelenting stretch of your pussy. Trapped helplessly between the two of them. Yet you felt so secure in their grasps. Holding on to you so tight, you were sure you wouldn't fall.
Ging leaned his forehead against yours. Stealing a kiss before moaning against your lips.
“So fucking tight!”
He was sure you were strangling him with your pussy. Feeling you clench that much tighter around the two of them. Your gooey walls beckoning him deeper.
Kite had rested his head on your shoulder. Panting sweetly into your neck at another flutter of your cunt.
“Feel so good.”
He was fortunate enough to fuck you without condoms. But this was different. So much better now that the two of them were sharing you completely. Filling you to the absolute brim. He was so unbelievably whipped for you. Grabbing at your hips to bounce you relentlessly on their cocks.
Your coworker would never get to see you like this. Not over his dead body.
Your release was building up fast. Every thrust against your g-spot, every filthy grind of hips, all of it had your body reeling. So much pressure building up in your abdomen. Crying out when fingers found their way to your clit.
“Gonna cum!” You squealed.
Cunt pulsing around them, starting to flutter. Yet their pace remained ruthless. Speeding up in an attempt to get you there.
“We got you. It's okay, love.” Kite encouraged. His own cock throbbing inside you, desperate for release.
“Cum for us, pretty.” Ging cooed, sucking a dark hickey at the top of your chest. He could feel himself getting close. Gripping your thighs harder to keep you steady.
You don't know when it happened. One minute you were getting your brains fucked out, and the next you were cumming hard. Spasming tightly around the duo. And when they continued to fuck you through it, a rush a wetness left you.
“Made you squirt, huh?” Ging teased.
You whined pathetically into his neck, becoming overstimulated.
“Oh fuck!” Kite cried out. Hearing they'd made you come so undone that you'd squirted sent him over the edge. Bucking feebly into you before stilling. Your gooey insides saved from being splattered in white.
Gong followed close behind. Pulling your body flush against his before releasing into the flimsy condom. Holding you tightly against him as his high washed over him.
The three of you stayed that way. Both men holding you up while you caught your breath. You should have called it a night. Agreed to go to sleep and then get back to work tomorrow. Instead you'd said-
“Wanna go another round?”
You still wanted more. Addicted to this new fullness. You were met with an amused huff and a choked sound of surprise. You could feel them pull out. Setting you down on the floor. At the sight of your wobbling legs, Kite moved to help you stand.
“Are you sure?” He questioned.
“I'm sure,” You reaffirmed.
He looked over at Ging who'd made his way towards the nightstand. Inspecting the box of condoms with a frown.
“Fuck. We’ve only got one left.” He informed.
He expected you to make him wear one and tell Kite to pull out. Something that while he understood, felt incredibly unfair. Seems you were just full of surprises today.
“It's all right. I'm on birth control anyways. Wanna feel both of you.”
They stared at you in shock. You were really gonna break one of your rules. Arguably the most important one at that. And you weren't telling them to pull out.
“You said… It goes against…” Kite started, but once again you reassured him.
“It's fine. It'll just be for tonight…Unless.” You wiggled your eyebrows playfully.
“Well if you insist~” Ging intervened. He met Kite's gaze and gestured to the bed.
“Go lie down.”
In any other circumstance, the silver haired hunter would have argued with him. But he trusted Ging when it came to you. Anything for your pleasure. So he did as he asked, laying down with his eyes trained on you. His cock already stiffening up.
“And you. Go sit on his cock, okay?” Ging instructed.
You made your way over to Kite. Straddling his lap and rubbing his cock between your folds. The sticky concoction between your legs giving out a squelch. You lined yourself above him and sank down. Both of you releasing noises of pleasure as you were filled once again.
You lifted yourself up and down. Slowly riding him. He stared up at you with lidded eyes. Hands reaching up to stabilize you. You grabbed one hand and guided it to your breasts. Encouraging him to grab at the pliable flesh. He could feel all of you now. So wet from your previous release. So very warm. If he wasn't careful, he would cum on the spot.
You weren't expecting Ging to saddle in behind you. Arching your back forward and inching his way inside. Letting out little gasps until he was sheathed all the way in. Your poor cunt stretching to its outmost limits.
“You're gonna break me.” You whined.
“Took it once before. You can take it again.” He rebuttaled.
You twitched around them. It felt like you were trying to milk their cocks. Arousal leaking down and coating where you were connected. He gave a small thrust forward, hearing you let out a choked moan.
“There we fucking go.”
At your cry, Kite gave a roll of his hips. You ground back on him, effectively sucking both of them deeper.
“Doing such a good job. You can bite and scratch at me if it's too much.” He offered.
You sucked a hickey on his throat as both men began to fuck into you. You couldn't help but sink your nails into him. Desperate to find purchase as your body was throttled forward.
The sinful sound of slick once again filling the air. You don't think you've ever been this wet before. Made this much of a mess. There were stars in your eyes with each ram into your pussy.
You gave a yelp a Ging spanked you. The stinging sensation melting into pleasure as he soothed the flesh after. Trying to back into his cock. He leaned forward, pressing you onto Kite. Whispering absolute filth into your ears.
“Who knew you’d enjoy two cocks this much? Breaking your favorite rule just to get more of us. You came so hard earlier. Wanna feel it again?”
You clenched down at his words. Your body feeling like it was on fire. Saying things you know would only lead to trouble later. But you didn't care.
“Fill me up. Want it.”
The arms around your waist tightened. Pulling you closer to the man beneath you as he angled you to thrust in faster. Burying his face in your neck and mumbling reassurances.
“Anything for you. I'll give you it. Gonna make sure there's no more room inside.”
You were pressed firmly between the two of them. The weight oh so comforting. So good it felt like the air was being knocked from your lungs. Sweat sticking to your bodies as you tried to match their thrusts.
“Want it so bad!” You cried again.
The knot in your stomach impossibly tight. So tight it almost hurt. Your cunt molding to the shape of their cocks. Making space to eagerly take them in over and over again.
You bit into Kite’s neck as your climax hit you. Body shaking in a toe-curling orgasm. Feeling the two of them stutter in their pace while you rode out your high.
“Thaaaat's it.” Ging groaned out. Pushing himself the furthest he could inside while clutching you close. Ropes of his sticky cum filling you.
Kite wasn't too far behind. Giving a few more thrusts before releasing inside you. His hips twitching up with each splatter of white.
You felt warmth flood your cunt. The sensation making you moan softly. If you thought you felt full before, it was nothing compared to now. You were sure your stomach was bulging.
Ging recovered from his high. Sitting up and pulling you with him. His face pressed contently into your neck. Who’d become ten times as needy now that his cum had settled in your womb. Wanting to do it again and again.
You glanced down at Kite. He was breathing heavily. Face such a bright red, you thought the weight of both you and Ging had been suffocating him.
“Kite, are you okay?” You asked.
The man underneath you clearly hyperventilating. He'd cum inside you. You let him cum inside you. Stirring up your guts along with his best friend and creating a cocktail of cum inside you. He spared a look down.
A mistake.
The obscene way cum dribbled out from the sides of your stuffed cunt greeted him. The sticky concoction pooling on the sheets below. It sent his mind in a frenzy. He needed you so bad. Blurting out the first thing that came to mind.
“Let me love you. Promise I'll treat you so right. Just give me a chance.” He never knew he could sound this pathetic.
You looked down at him with a flustered expression. You could tell he meant it as he waited for your response. Your eyes softened, finding his confession sweet. But before you could give it some proper thought, Ging spoke up from behind you.
“No fair!” He complained.
He pulled you closer to himself. A possessive grip on your waist.
“You can't just keep them for yourself!”
They weren't really about to fight over you, were they?
“Back off!” Kite warned, glaring daggers and the ruins hunter.
“Make me!” He taunted.
They were both idiots.
“Both of you stop!” You scolded.
They avoided their gaze at your angry tone.
“If you want me to consider dating either of you, you two need to get along. Figure out a compromise or drop it.”
There goes no strings attached.
Both men shared a look over your shoulder. Seeming to have some sort of silent conversation. The tension between them disappeared.
“We can both date you. The only thing that changes are your stupid rules.” Ging suggested after a while.
“It means we'd get to have you whenever we wanted,” Kite agreed.
“Nobody else is allowed to have you.” Ging continued.
“Of course protection is still up to you.” Kite finished.
You took a moment to mull over their words. It was tempting. And if they were truly okay with this, then you supposed you could give it a try.
“I mean…I guess things would be easier. But I expect proper dates. Not just hooking up.”
They both beamed at you.
“Done.”
“Fine with me.”
You had no idea what you were getting in to. Letting Ging turn your head to the side to kiss you. Tongue swirling with yours before you were pulled down by Kite. His lips pressing softly into yours. Giving a light nip as he pulled away.
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The next morning, there was a rapid knocking to your door. The ruins hunter getting up and making his way over. Preparing to tell whoever the hell it was to go away. He passed by the restroom.
He could hear you and Kite going at it in the shower. The rushing water doing little to hide your moans. It's fine. He'd get you before he left. Maybe visit you a little more frequently too. Now that you were his, there was nothing holding him back.
He opened the door and scowled when he saw who was on the other side. It was your coworker. The one who was clearly attracted to you. It seems the feeling of hatred was mutual.
“You? Where's Y/n?” He complained, trying to look over Ging’s shoulder for you.
“They’re preoccupied. What do want?” He didn't bother hiding the venom in his tone. The sooner this guy left, the sooner your morning could continue on as usual. He didn't want him butting in.
“Well, they left this yesterday. I'm here to return it.” He presented your watch.
When Ging went to reach for it, he quickly moved it out of his grasp. Clutching it close to himself with a glare.
“To Y/n.” He said, putting extra emphasis on your name.
Ging was ready to cuss him out when he felt Kite’s presence behind him.
“Who was it?” He questioned before looking over the ruins hunter's shoulder. A grimace crossing his features when he saw who it was.
“Oh.”
The guy looked like he was seconds away from throwing a hissy fit. Visibly frustrated to see yet another person here instead of you.
Just what was going on!?!?
“You too? Did you guys do something to them?” He accused.
“You could say that.” Kite mumbled.
It was then he took in the state of the two men before him. They were completely disheveled. The scruffy looking guy only wearing a pair of sweats, and the other with a towel wrapped around his waist.
Ging’s back was covered in red welts, no thanks to your nails raking down. A hickey or two sucked onto his collar bone. Kite was in a similar condition. Save for a few fresh dark marks on his throat. His hair lightly mussed from ‘previous activities.’
Wondering what was taking so long, you made your appearance at last. You looked between the three of them with a confused expression before you saw your watch.
“Hey. Oh, I was looking for that. Thank you,” you greeted. Nudging your way between your friends to grab your watch.
“I-uh-” your coworker did his best to formulate a sentence, but completely failed at the sight of you. Flushing a dark red and ultimately accepting he was too late.
You practically looked like a leopard with all the dark splotches on your neck. Purple and red from your pulse to right above your breast.(Which were haphazardly covered by your bra) Then there was the bruising on your hips. Scattered handprints littering the exposed skin.
“What was that?” You prompted.
But all he could do was look away. Mumbling a ‘N-nothing,' before turning to leave. Smug smirks on the duo’s faces as the door finally closed. You made your way to the kitchen with both trailing behind you.
“He had a crush on you, you know?” Ging informed.
“He did?” Your expression morphing into one of surprise.
You supposed it made sense in retrospect. He was a little too clingy. Then there was the fact he seemed agitated you weren't paying attention to him yesterday.
“Yeah. We had to teach him a lesson.” Kite added.
Wait….Was that why they were so needy? Why they were all of a sudden interested in a relationship? They were jealous.
“He shouldn't touch what doesn't belong to him.”
You gave a roll of your eyes.
“You two are so immature.”
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An: This has gotta be the most down bad thing I've ever written 😭😭😭 (NO ONE LOOK AT ME 🫣🫣🫣
