techno getting teased by phil and quackity + "You're a slut for us."
(For this prompt list)
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The fae aren't supposed to like sharing.
It's a stupid thought to have stuck in his head. Would be stupid in any situation, but especially his current one. Techno has bigger things to worry about than the accuracy of folktales, what with two sets of hands wandering over his skin, grabbing him, manhandling him into a position that will leave his throat free for Phil to explore, while also allowing Quackity to work his fingers between Techno's legs.
Selfishness runs in fae veins as certain as ichor does. But these two don't seem to mind having him between them both at the same time.
Phil grabs his ass, pulls him closer, chest to chest while Techno's knees are planted on either side of him on the chair. It's embarrassing enough to be in the fae's lap like this, made so much worse by the other man draped along his back. Techno is fully naked, as usual they made quick work of that as soon as he walked in. But they're both fully clothed, and the feeling of fabric rubbing against his skin is so distracting.
"Come on," Techno breathes, frustrated. It's been close to half an hour and they've not gotten anywhere but these teasing touches yet. Techno can't stand it. He rocks back, hoping for more. Quackity pulls away. He's only stroking the outside of Techno's cunt, maybe dipping the very tip of his finger inside or tweaking his clit once in a while. It's not enough.
It's maddening.
"Patience," Phil hums, nails dragging through Techno's hair. "It's a virtue, you know."
"I'll show you virt-" Techno's complaint cuts off into a gasp when Quackity pinches his clit instead.
"You got a big mouth for somebody who willingly came to us," he says.
"You can always leave if you don't Iike it," Phil agrees.
Despite the words, his hold on Techno's ass curls tighter, betraying the lie.
It doesn't matter. They know Techno can't get this anywhere else.
So he shakes his head, head tipping back and ineffectively biting down a moan as Quackity does finally work a finger inside him, then two, thrusting shallowly. Not enough. Not nearly enough.
"That's what I thought," Quackity gloats, feeling Techno clench tighter. Chasing pleasure that isn't there yet. "You're too much of a slut for us to go anywhere else, hm?"
The statement makes Techno's cheeks burn with heat but he doesn't respond.
The fae can sense lies.
"No human lover can ever give you this," Phil says, moving the hand from Techno's hair to his chin, cupping it. "So you'll stay with us forever, won't you, love?"
He pulls Techno closer rather than have him answer, claiming his mouth in a heated kiss. And then swallowing down more of Techno's moans when Quackity moves his fingers deeper, faster.
Phil smirks as he tilts away. "Don't make him come too fast, it's my turn next, remember?"
Fae aren't supposed to like sharing, but clearly these two don't mind. And Techno hasn't entirely figured out if that's a good thing or not.
