Problems
Recoms x Reader
Summary: You scared the recoms when the few times you had rough sex with them recently, you had some medical problems causing you to need to be brought to the infirmary. Once everything was better, the recoms did not like the new set amount of times you could have sex. - Mostly Quaritch at the end.
Warnings: smut, rough sex, implied sexual content, overstimulation, polyamory, size kink.
Once the recoms met you, they took things at the pace you wanted, which was a fairly normal pace. You didn’t sleep with them right away and once you did, you only wanted more.
You slept with them a lot.
It would be different people at different times, sometimes with two or more of them.
You were having sex a lot, like 7 times a day. And it wasn’t soft and loving slow sex, it was rough and fast. That was the best kind, all the soldiers loved it rough and loved to get their frustrations out on you. Any time one of them asked, you were ready to spread your legs for them. It wasn’t super often that you didn’t want to have sex with them, even on your period. These men and women weren’t afraid of blood, they just liked you and wanted to share intimate moments with you.
However, as it turns out, fucking recoms many times in one day becomes a problem.
The first problem was the night you had a threesome with Ja and Prager.
They had been off on a three-day seminar and once they got back, you were all theirs. They passed you around like a joint, the spit-roasted you and double dicked you. All of your bodies were dripping sweat, you were exhausted and all your muscles hurt.
The boys got back later in the day and earlier on you had already slept with Z, Miles, and Mansk. Your body was so tired and turns out that cumming three times was a lot on your body. You felt your brain get foggy and you laid back into Prager as you felt your body become numb. Your eyes were getting heavy, you were moaning that you couldn’t come again and when you got super close to cumming again, everything went black.
Prager and Ja didn’t notice right away, once Ja looked up, he saw your eyes closed and clearly limp body.
“Baby, are you okay,” he lightly tapped your cheek a few times trying to see if you were awake.
You were breathing fine, just passed out.
They pulled out and cleaned you up, Ja monitored your condition and Prager was freaking out. Ja tried to calm Prager down, you were breathing just asleep.
A few hours later, you woke up.
Prager kissed you; he was worried and finally, his body could settle. Ja checked you over and ensured you were okay.
“I don’t think being as rough as we were is good for you. We should stop being this extreme.”
“Yeah, I agree with you Ja.”
So, they were a little less rough, but that wasn’t the big problem.
You were sleeping with Lyle; this was the eighth time you’ve slept with someone today. He was deep dicking you; you knew you were over sensitive and your pussy was red and raw but you pushed forward. All of a sudden you felt this pain in your lower abdomen, by your hips. It was sharp and extremely painful, you screamed out. You were ready to tell Lyle to pull out but he already was.
“You’re bleeding, babe.”
“Take me to the infirmary.”
“And say what? How do we explain this to them?”
“We say what happened. My hips are killing me, please, Lyle.”
“Yeah, let me grab my pants and wrap you up in your sheets.”
Lyle picked you up and wrapped you with your sheet and took you to the infirmary.
He burst through the door, holding you bridal style with your hands on your lower abdomen. You had tears in your eyes, your body writhed in pain.
A doctor came over to you two, “what happened?”
“She, uh,” Lyle didn’t know how to describe it, let alone explain all the sex you were having beforehand.
“She’s bleeding,” the doctor said as she brought a bed over and had you lay down.
“I need you to tell me what happened?”
“We were having sex and I think something tore,” you said between pained noises.
“Let me see,” the doctor said as she moved the sheets up to look at where the taring possibly could be. “We will have to do an ultrasound to see what’s been affected,” the doctor continued. “It looks pretty raw and red. How many times have you two had sex today?”
“Well, it’s about, I think eight. They are all very rough and I hate saying no because I love it so much,” you explained.
“They?”
You just shrugged at her not wanting to get into it.
“Either way, you can’t have rough sex too many times a day. Two at most and make sure they aren’t too rough. We still need to do an ultrasound to see what happened and figure out a recovery time.”
The recoms weren’t happy about it, they didn’t want to stop sleeping with you. However, they knew you needed to recover.
“Three weeks!?” Lopez shouted out when you told the group of them.
“Yup. That’s what the doctors said,” you said as you sat down next to Walker.
“Well, we can still give me head. Lightly,” Zdog said with a smile at Walker.
“Sorry girls. Doctor said no sex, no nothing for three weeks.”
“So, what are we supposed to do? Suffer?” Walker said.
“It’s important to listen to the doctor,” Ja said with reason.
“But our girl?” Prager said pouting.
“I’m still everyone’s girl, just not a sexually active one for three weeks.”
“Then we respect that,” Miles said.
You spent the next weeks with your mates being celibate, they didn’t love it at first since you were all very sexual beings. But you still loved each other and you still had fun hanging out and being with them. You also still gave them head; it was torture at times for yourself but you would manage. This time was good for your relationship with them, it made you all realize your relationships were more than the physical stuff.
Even after those three weeks were up, you knew you still had to return slowly, the doctor told you no more than times a day and preferably further apart. You had to remind them quite often, although they were not as sex-crazed as they were originally. Your high sex drive didn’t stop though, which is still a good thing because you were dating eight people. Most days in the beginning felt uncomfortable because you wanted more and wanted all of them. You had to keep things to a minimum and over time it did start to wind down, but you still missed the constant freaky sex and random hall closet quickies.
But the occasional sex almost made it better, you hated that you were wrong.
You were walking down the hall at night; you were heading to the recom kitchen for a midnight snack.
“What are you doing up so late?” Quaritch asked you.
You turned around to see him standing in the hall with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I was just getting a snack,” you said innocently as you bit your bottom lip.
“You must think you’re so cute.”
You smiled and giggled a little.
“When was the last time you got fucked cupcake?”
“You’re in luck. You’ve only been beaten out by Ja.”
“Good,” Miles said as he walked up to you and picked you up.
He kissed you as he brought you to his bedroom.
He lied you down on his bed and climbed over you, “fuck, I’m so glad I get to fuck you tonight. Good thing the other soldiers know how to keep their hands to themselves.”
“I would’ve bent the rules for you.”
“You probably shouldn’t, doctor’s orders.”
“So is having mind-blowing rough sex but I still do that.”
“That is why you can only do this twice a day.”
“Ugh, you’re no fun.”
“Cupcake, I can be all fun.”
Miles didn’t wait long to shove his hand down your pants and start rubbing at your clit. Your back arched and your body writhed up into his, your hips kept hitting his body. You cried out as his fingers slipped into you, you were pulling him closer to you, your lips wrapped around each other fiercely.
“Take your fucking clothes off.”
“Feisty.”
You and Miles quickly stripped your clothes off, you finished first and pushed him down. You swung your leg over his pelvis and leaned forward to kiss him, his hands fell to your hips and squeezed at the flesh there.
“Are you gonna take charge?”
“No, not from you. I couldn’t. I just wanted to be on top for a little bit to see what it’s like.”
“Good,” Miles said as he flipped you over and onto your back.
He grabbed your legs and pushed them up to your sides, he didn’t give you a lot of time to adjust he just pushed in. You cried out, it hurt a little but it still felt so good. You wondered if when real Na’vi mated, if it hurt this much every time. The Na’vi males were quite big, it felt like the Na’vi females weren’t made for it.
He set such a fast pace, you were loving it, you couldn’t get enough of it. Your nails clawed at his blue back as he brutally fucked you, your mouth opened wide but no sounds came out. You were in so much pleasure, your brain was empty and foggy. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he continued to ruthlessly fuck you.
He pulled out and flipped you around onto your stomach, he lifted your hips up and slipped back inside. He didn’t stop his ruthless pounding, he just kept going. You gripped the sheets and hung your head as you moaned out loudly.
“Please, Miles. I’m gonna cum.”
“Good.”
“Just, don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it.”
“Fuck, just go faster.”
“As you wish.”
Miles sped up and you gripped the sheets harder, you felt a few tears fall down your cheeks.
“Miles! I’m gonna-“
“Cum, cupcake,” Miles thrusted particularly hard into you as you gripped onto him.
“Fuck, Miles.”
Your body felt exhausted, Miles pushed inside a few more times before he came and pulled out. He pulled you into his side as both of you relaxed and let your bodies decompress.
Then the door burst open.
“Hey is – oh. Just the girl I was looking for. Don’t tell me you can’t have any more sex tonight?” Lyle said looking so beaten up.
“Sorry, Lyle. You’ll be the first tomorrow,” you smiled at him.
“That fucking sucks. Sure, you can’t raise it to three?”
“Not if you want to rush me to the infirmary again.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“That’s what I thought.”
