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[xmyshya]

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[nicka-nell]

 A Pleasant Distraction

Pairing: Suna Rintarou x reader x Miya Osamu

Words: 8.122

Warning: noncon!/dubcon, DC! (dark content), stepcest (stepbrother/stepsister), threesome, vaginal/anal/oral sex, double penetration, rough sex, unprotected sex, blowjob/throat fucking, face sitting, spit, possessiveness, hair pulling, marking (biting), spanking, dacryphilia, slightly breeding kink, slightly impact play, slightly manipulation/ mind control, mention of sex toys, MDNI!

Summary: Osamu is extremely stressed right now and what kind of friend would Suna be if he didn’t help his old best friend? Or rather, if you show your beloved brother how well you can take care of his friend and distract him pleasantly.

This fic is part of @xmyshya​‘s collab “Three times the charm”. You can find the other fics here. So check out all the other baeutiful writer/artist too ♥

This is the third round that Suna wins the console game while Osamu relieves his stress on the buttons of the controller. Sighing, he leans backwards against the wall, lets the hands dangle down to the side which are caught by the soft cotton duvet. Looking over at his friend, Suna lies down on his elbows on the side of the bed.

“Are you good? You don’t seem in top shape today.” He asks, nearly disinterested, because it is no fun to win a game if his opponent is not at all on the case.

“Hm? Oh sorry. I don’t know, I think I’m just stressed.” Sighs Osamu, continuing to look at the part of the screen showing that he has lost again. Only the winning music that plays through Suna’s victory fills the room, because the brown-haired man does not ask further, waits for Osamu to continue on his own.

“They turned it down again…” 

“The bank? About the credit for your store?” 

“Yes…” Osamu continues in shame. He knows it’s difficult to get a loan at his age, fresh out of school, without work… Only one bank didn’t give him any feedback for now. They wanted to contact him this or next week.

“Was that the last bank?” 

“No, one is still open.” 

“Then this will be the bank that will give you the credit. Just don’t think too much about it.” Suna clears his throat and sits down again, takes the controller in his hand to leave the game.

“Shall we watch a movie?” he asks his mate, wants to at least try to distract him.

“Sure…” 

While Suna is looking for something funny or totally stupid on Netflix, Osamu glances through the room and stops at his friend’s desk where a picture of Suna and you catch his attention. As always, the green-eyed man stares annoyed into the camera while you hug him with a broad grin. Both of you wear these ugly Christmas sweaters, wear a Christmas hat and deer antlers while behind you the Christmas tree sparkles through the balls and the chain of lights. Unconsciously, the corners of Osamu’s mouth move upwards, not because he has to think of his love for his brother, then he would probably roll his eyes, since Atsumu still owes him a pudding he had eaten at high school. It was something else that made him smile.

“Is yer sister gone today?” He asks suddenly and gets a rare expression from Suna, who looks at him with a grin and full of wonder.

“Nah, she’s grocery shopping and should be back soon. Why? Did you like my little sister?”

“W-What? Such nonsense… I just thought she could watch the movie with….” 

He tries to talk himself out and ignores the warmth that rises in his face and his faster beating heart. After all, you’re his best friend’s sister. Well, his stepsister, because over ten years ago, Suna’s father had married a new woman and brought you into the family. From the beginning, you both got along well, rather unusual for siblings, but you were a good team. Suna started calling you his sister quite early. He found this stupid stepsister stepbrother talk always unnecessary. You belong to his family, whether or not you share the same parents. To him, you were like his birth sister. You’re Taboo, Osamu can’t date you. Maybe in another life. But for now, this is one rule that is high on the list of things that should never be done among friends.

“Sure, as if I would believe this. She’s a cute doll. I would understand if you found her interesting, but anyway. Is the movie - ” 

“Rin, I’m home.”

Sounds your tender voice through the house and sweetens Osamu’s ears. Suna is lucky to have such a great sister. One who appreciates him so much and is always kind to him. Atsumu would have just screamed in his loud, annoying voice “Eh Samu ya jerk, come here and help me with the groceries!” and he would answer with a short “Don’t want to, ya little piece of shit.”

Completely absorbed in his thoughts, Osamu does not notice how his friend looks at him when an idea comes into his head to distract Osamu even better. Something so much better than a stupid movie. Perfect that you just came at the right time.

“Hey, doll, I’m in my room. Will you come here after you put everything in the fridge? Osamu is here too.” Suna asks and waits for your quick “Yes, all right.” 

It doesn’t take long for the two men to hear your steps on the stairs, as you walk through the hallway on the first floor over to Suna’s room and then spin through the door to greet them with a broad smile.

“Osamu! We haven’t seen each other in weeks. How are you?” 

Full of energy, you walk towards him, embracing the man who has been your brother’s close friend for so long, before sitting on Suna’s lap, your legs dangle at one side.

“I’m okay. Could be better, but it’ll be fine.” He answers embarrassed and looks at your bare thighs, which are not covered by the short skirt you wear. Only now does he catch on the red lace fabric under your skirt, realizing quickly that this is your slip as he looks to the side. While you don’t understand why he turned so abruptly, Suna knows exactly what Osamu saw.

“What’s the matter, Osamu?” He asks with a teasing undertone. Trying to lure his mate out of reserve.

“N-Nothing… I need to make a call and talk to the bank. I’ll be back in a second.” He lies, gets up and walks out of the room without looking at you again.

Questioning, you watch him, wonder if you did anything wrong or said anything that upset him, but your thoughts are quickly directed to something else. Gently, you feel Suna’s fingertips on your temple as he puts a strand of hair behind your ear, then turns your face in his direction with his index finger. His green eyes are as often thin and at first glance monotonous, but you know his gaze radiates more than just indifference. His gaze is soft, loving.

“R-Rin?” You ask unsettled, want to look at the door again and make him aware that Osamu could come back at any moment.

“You’re always my good girl, aren’t you?” He whispers, glides with his gaze to your beautiful lips, touches them with his thumb and waits for your answer. Directly your pulse beats louder in your ears, a pleasant heat forms inside of you.

Nodding, you look at his other hand, his ring finger, which strokes your collarbone, sliding down between your chest, to your side, before holding your hip. Barely audibly you moan, sense the goose bumps on your body, as Suna turns you down to pin you on the bed under him.

“Can you do me a favor, doll?”

Wordlessly, you nod as these cat-like green eyes captivate you. Like the mouse, you look at the wild animal above you with a furious heart. However, your heart does not beat quickly because you are afraid, a different feeling accompanies you every time you look at Suna.

“Osamu’s my best friend, you know that, right?”

Again, you just nod before your stepbrother strokes your thigh, strolls under your skirt with his fingers and angles your leg.

“Handsome, nice, always polite and eager.”

You don’t know exactly how to answer his words. Does Suna want to test you? Osamu is indeed an attractive man. He was always nice to you, but he is not Suna. Yet, if you would shake your head, your stepbrother would see your lie straight away. You have no choice but to nod and hope that that’s exactly what he wants to hear. Suna mirrors you satisfied.

“You know, Osamu’s been through some stressful times. Don’t you think we should bring him to other thoughts? Make him forget about the stress?” He asks with a narrow grin, the voice as enchanting as an old, beautiful Lullaby. 

You didn’t realize he was feeling bad. But now that Suna says it, when you greeted him, he looked tired. Is it because of the stress he has? Suna seems to be worried about his friend.

“How can we help him?” You ask. Your voice is quiet, yet good for your stepbrother to hear. But instead of giving you an answer to your question right away, he just smiles, strolls up to your panties with the hand that stroked your thigh earlier and starts weaving his fingers under the end of them. You feel his cold fingertips on your bare skin, the short tingling in your abdomen before you give off a sharp groan. Your eyes suddenly widen as you look at the door before your gaze lands on Suna again.

“What are you doing? What if Osamu comes in?” 

“You’re a smart girl. Osamu is a man, like me. A woman who seduces him and lets him forget everything for a moment would be just right for him now.”

“W-What?” Your voice is full of questions. Did you just get Suna right? You’re supposed to sleep with Osamu?

“Don’t ‘what’ me, doll. Will you do me the favor? After all, you’re my good little girl, right?” 

“But I only want you-”

“Nuh nuh, I know you only have eyes for me. Don’t worry, I won’t leave you alone with him. Assuming you can satisfy two men at the same time.” He teases you and snaps the strap of your panties back on your skin before his warmth leaves you as he straightens up. For a blink of an eye, his gaze lands on your body, which is still lying on the bed, before he sets your skirt in its right place again, which has slipped upwards due to his jerky maneuver.

“Of course, you don’t have to.” All that mischievous behavior from before is gone. The voice is now normal again as you sit up on your elbow and rest next to Suna.

Osamu quickly went to the bathroom, wanting to calm down there. You were always pretty, always a feast for the eyes. He’s had fantasies about you before, not just about you, also with you, which he better not say out loud in front of Suna. If his best friend knew how Osamu felt about his sister, it wouldn’t end well.

Sighing, he leans against the wall next to the tilted bathroom window, looking down at his pants with a visible bulge. If he should jerk off now? No, what if you, by chance, pass the bathroom door and he accidentally starts growling? He should just wait for his erection to go away. The best thing is to think of something that will make it disappear faster. For example, Atsumu, and the fact that he always smells his farts and then makes a totally satisfied face when they stink.

“Disgusting…” He hisses and shakes his head. He waits a few more minutes to leave the bathroom and return to Suna’s room.

Suna looks a little absent-minded at the TV that has gone into standby while you quietly stare at your stepbrother before your head lifts to Osamu and you return to your familiar smile. Softly you pat on an empty place near you, want to tell Osamu that he has to sit down next to you. He rests next to your body without words, doesn’t dare to look at you.

“Osamu, you look tired, is really everything okay with you?” You ask, even if you already know the answer. From the corner of your eye, you see Suna turning in your direction, listening to your conversation in silence.

“Well, it’s a long story. I think I’m just a little stressed, ya know?”

Puzzled, he scratches his neck, looks out of the window and sees that the colorful sunset has already disappeared. A few stars and the moon illuminate only the darkness. Maybe it’s best if he goes home. It’s getting late, and Suna, and you, sure want your peace.

“You should try to relax.” Your gentle voice wraps around his mind and brings him back to the present. But before he can turn his head in your direction, he feels how two warm hands taking his sight, lying gently on his eyes as your weight settles on his lap. Surprised by the situation, he holds his breath, sits stiff and does not know what to say or do. But at the same moment, he feels something else.

Your soft lips press on his, make his heart dance. Unconsciously, he reciprocates the kiss, does not hesitate as he probably should have done. But your lips are too soft, your tongue too seductive when it connects with his. What’s happening right now? Why are you doing this?

“So you’ve made up your mind?” 

When he hears his friend’s voice, your lips separate from his. Directly, He takes the chance and grabs your wrists, pulls them down to look back and forth between you and your brother.

“What’s going on here, Suna? What’s this about?” 

Confused, he waits for an answer, but you look at him only embarrassed, your cheeks reddened, as you bite your lower lip. 

Now Suna comes closer to you, reaching for Osamu’s hand to guide it to your thigh. The resistance of his friend is weak, completely fades as he touches your flesh. Ashamed, he looks at his pants, in which a bulge forms again. Still small, only visible if you look closely, but he knows that this will soon change.

“I know you like my sister. And that’s okay, because that makes two of us.” The voice grins at his ear.

That makes two of us? He must have misunderstood Osamu, because he feels more than just a love among siblings for you. He doesn’t see you as a sister as Suna does. Or does Suna also see you as a woman he would like to see at his side? But that can’t be…

A quiet “W-What?” escapes him as he turns his gaze to his friend. Their noses almost graze, so close is Suna to him, as Osamu falls back a bit. 

“Osamu, I don’t want you to be sad. Suna is so worried about you, we just want to do something good for you.” You interfere and make both men look at you.

“Yeah, you know, I don’t usually share her. But you’re my best friend and you’re not well. But don’t think you can have her all to yourself.” His expression is a mixture of earnestness and excitement as he puts his hand on your cheek and gives you a fleeting kiss and then turns back to Osamu, who looks at him unbelievably.

So he understood him correctly. The green-eyed one feels for you as Osamu does. Now the pieces are falling into place. Why neither Suna nor you had ever brought a partner, why he was always by your side, had hardly let a guy get to you, why you two had moved into an apartment together. This was not a love of two well-understood siblings. Suna didn’t see you as his sister. He always saw you as his girlfriend. Osamu can’t blame him. After all, he had a crush on you the first time his friend introduced you to him. If your parents hadn’t come together, you wouldn’t even be related… But what’s happening here? Does Suna really offer him to sleep with you? Or rather with you two… Just to make him feel better?

“Don’t worry, my pretty doll can satisfy two men. Right?” He asks rhetorically, as you just nod and put your hands against Osamu so that he falls back on the bed. Still unsure what to do, he looks silently between you two, his hands in a kind of defensive position in front of his body.

“Or do you not want it? You just have to say so, and we’ll stop, Osamu.” Says his friend, staring at him with his green eyes.

While it would be right to say that he doesn’t want all this, his lips don’t want to open. The words refuse to come out of his mouth. For secretly, the thought excites him, a gush runs over his body directly to his member, which grows and painfully presses against the fabric of his shorts.

“I knew it. You should taste her, her juice is delicious.”

“R- Rin… Don’t say such filthy things.” You interrupt him embarrassingly and play with a strand of your hair.

“I would love that…”

Osamu was so calm earlier, but his voice was now clear, focused, as his hands sneak under your skirt, reaching for the edge of your panties before pulling it down to your knees, followed by your skirt. Heat spreads within you, a soothing feeling, even if you know that the hands that touch your skin are not your stepbrother’s. But the hungry, satisfied look of Suna is enough to give in to all of this.

A little clumsy you raise one knee after the other, pull your panties and skirt over your calves before you throw them on the floor and climb up to Osamus’s face. Suna nods at you as if to give you his permission before you bring your pelvis down as Osamus arms push you with an incredible speed.

“Ah!”

You groan as you feel his wet tongue on your slit for the first time, followed by a deep growl of Osamu who steals your juice with incredible passion. Greedily, he squeezes his tongue through your slit, licking it along to your bud before he sucks on it.

“Ngh! S- Samu… Don't be so rough with me, please~” 

Your groaning is like the singing of a nightingale in his ears. If you’re already making sounds like that, how do you sound when you climax? Osamu is so keen to find out.

Although it is not Suna who elicits the sweet tones, you release them. Full of excitement, you close your eyes, move your pelvis and press it closer to Osamu’s face. The vibrating of his voice startles you as he realizes how eager you are by his touch.

He enjoys you willingly rubbing more and more against him as you cling to him. God, he should have told his friend about the bank sooner.

“I’ve never had such a good pussy. Fuck ya taste so good, baby.” His fingers are digging into your soft skin, almost hurting. But the pain is pleasant.

“Hey doll, you haven’t forgotten me, have you?”

Warm hands wrap around your cheeks, gently pull your face up as you open your eyes and look into Suna’s lurking gaze. Just then, he bends over to you, his lips meet yours. With pressure, his tongue takes access, dances excitedly with yours. Suna’s hand slides down to your neck, stroking it before opening the buttons of your blouse, aggressively tearing it off of your body and doing the same with your bra. The cold air hits your skin, making you shudder across your spine. Dull a moan leaves your mouth as you feel his big hands on your breasts.

“You should be grateful that I'm not mad for betraying me with your moans for another man. You know, these sweet sounds are meant to be for my ears, no one else. But I'll forgive you… " Says Suna while pinching your nipple with one hand and grabbing your hand with the other so you can touch his covered dick. 

"Look how happy you make me. Now be a good girl and use your hands to please your beloved brother.”

He breathes in between your kisses, continues to massage your breasts as you search for his belt. You open his pants and pull them down to his knees, quickly pull his t-shirt over his head before your kisses become intimate and passionate again. As soon as Suna has pulled the rest of the fabric off his body, his hands clasp the back of your head.

“Come on doll, you can do better. Suck my dick.”

You lose your balance, but Osamu holds you in place as your hands find themselves on the soft duvet next to his head. Your stepbrother’s tip hits your lips, is warm and salty as you willingly start licking and sucking it as if you had a juicy lollipop between your lips.

Bit by bit, you try to get your throat used to its length. Suna’s cock is long, hitting the end of your throat repeatedly as you press your tongue against his massive member. Loudly, he gasps, collects your hair into a disheveled braid to direct the speed itself.

“Fuck mh you love your brother’s dick, right? Haah, you suck me so well, little girl.”

Suna moves faster forward and back, harder he pushes you against his pelvis. His pubic hair tickles you while his length pushes into the back of your head. You sense that your neck could break at any moment. Never was he that rough, yet you love how he's threatening you. 

His cock is so deep inside you that you can’t even swallow. Your saliva flows like shimmering icicles along your chin and drips on your hands. Afraid of not getting air, you look up at him, but his excited, keen gaze tells you he will not stop until he is satisfied.

As soon as your eyes glaze out of fear, your whimper vibrates along his entire length, you see how he's forming a satisfied almost arrogant smile. For a moment you had forgotten Osamu, whose tongue now wraps more aggressively around your clit, his fingers squeezing through your entrance without being asked. Lewd, smacking noises can be heard as the first gush flows through your body. You claw your fingers into the duvet and would most like to moan Osamu’s name, but you can’t.

“M’ coming” You Mumble, at least try while your mouth is still stuffed.

“Aah fuck yes, come for me, baby.” 

You were so busy with Suna that you didn’t realize how close you were to your own orgasm, which is still running through your body. With weak legs, you shiver, while your thoughts are like in a dream somewhere else. You swallow a soft groan, want to get up from Osamu now that you are so sensitive, but he presses you down on his face with his free hand.

“Nnnhg! Ya taste so good. Mhh I can’t let ya go now. C'mon, sing for me baby.”

Thirsty, he continues to drink from you, loving how your legs press against his head while trembling. You seem overwhelmed, lost in your lust.

“Mmmh, haa! I can't, it's… too much…. So good ah!” 

You moan again. Or at least you try while you're stuffed with Suna's length. Your sight, the vibration on his cock makes Suna crazy, he knows exactly that he will come every moment and now reaches with both hands to the back of your head, pulls you deep against him a few more times, before his whole length pulsates like crazy in your throat.

“Ah fuck, babe I’m coming! Swallow it like the good little doll you are.” 

He says, presses you against his pelvis as you try to support yourself against his body. He is far too deep in you. Everything burns as his load settles in your throat like a warm, thick veil flowing down the inside.

Groaning, he bends his upper body, puts his head on your narrow back, tickles your sides with his hair, and waits for even the last drop of his cum to be swallowed by his beloved sister.

You are overwhelmed with everything, don’t know what to react to first, to Osamu who still licks and costs you as if you were an incredibly precious dessert or to Suna, who carefully pulls his length out of your mouth and sits for a moment exhausted in front of you. The green-eyed one looks at your coughing, naked body.

He sees Osamu’s mouth shimmering through your juice, his fingers quickly fucking you and making moist sounds. Your legs give in more and more, your teary eyes and your gasping breath. You're already so exhausted, overwhelmed and sensitive. So beautiful to see you struggle so early. He’s far from done with you. Nor is it his cock. It’s still stiff, greedy for your warm walls.

“Osamu, that’s enough now.” 

He interrupts the man below you and gets a questioning look from both of you. With a quick head movement, he makes you understand that you should go down from Osamu, which you then do with shaky legs and drop your weak body on the sheets. This time Osamu’s grip is also loose, allowing you to get off of him.

As if he had just been torn out of a delightful dream, Osamu remains lying, turns his head to the side and looks at your exhausted body. Would you be mad at him, hit him if he caressed you now? If he kisses you, would tell you how much he loves you?

“Look at the mess you’ve made. His hand is full of your juice. He couldn’t even undress without getting dirty…” 

Suna teases you with a mocking undertone, and you look ashamed at the man with grey hair. Only now do you realize he has been watching you for quite a while.

“I’m sorry Osamu…”

“No, please it’s -” 

“Let me help you with your clothes.” You interrupt him promptly and lift your tired body, strip him as you did with Suna before. Part by part, his clothes land next to yours on the floor until he, too, only presents his naked body. And with it, his stiff cock that made your eyes big.

The situation is a kind of weird for him. Although he had always dreamed of getting intimate with you, having his best friend with him is kind of weird… Only it doesn’t matter at the sight of your shapely breasts, your wet pussy and the still shaking legs.

“Come here, doll. I'm not done… You know what's next, do you?” 

Get Suna’s voice him out of his mind as he watches your body crawl to your stepbrother on all fours before you place yourself above his lap. He's not touching you, his hands just lie there while he's watching your movements. How you climb up his body and grab his already hard member to let its length slide slowly into you. With a soft moan you place your arms around his neck, grabbing his hair a bit and look him deep into his beautiful eyes. You feel his dick massaging your walls, squeeze through them until its tip hits your cervix.

 “Ahhh, I love your dick so much Rin-!” You groan directly as it is completely inside you, easily enters through your previous orgasm, as Suna grabs your hips to moves you up and down.

“Yeah, you’re such a whore for my dick, right? Wanna ride it until you’re a crying mess.” He breathes into your ear and gives you a slap on the butt just to knead your ass cheeks with a growl.

"Yeah you like that right? Like it when I'm being rough with my little girl. Mmmh look at your face, you look like a needy whore." He says and slaps you again, harder this time. 

“Ngh! Love it mmh~”

“Osamu, come here…” He almost commands his friend while he only looks at your pussy as it’s creaming Suna’s cock. First Osamu hesitates, but then he gets closer to both of you, sits down next to Suna and looks embarrassed at his ring and forefinger, which are still covered by your sticky juice.

But Suna’s hand slips into his view, wrapping itself around Osamus’ wrist. Their eyes meet before Suna raises Osamu's hand and leads his fingers to his face. Osamus’s eyes grow large as he feels his friend’s tongue wrapping around his digits.

“You know, it’s not fair if you're the only one tasting her. She's my girl, so give me at least a little something.” 

He slurps loudly when he licks his friends’ fingers clean. To the surprise of the gray-haired man, he is not disgusted, also it does not bother him. It is almost appealing to get the affection he got from you, now also from Suna.

“Osamu? Wanna fuck her too? Your little dream girl from school? Or do you just want to watch how I fuck her pussy until she's a whiny mess?”

Suna suddenly asks him, who gives his attention back to you, looks at your shaky breasts every time you jump up and down on him. You don’t know if you can handle Osamu and Suna together. How are you supposed to when Suna is already satisfying your pussy? Or will he just stop, and you would sleep with Osamu while Suna watches you?

“Yes… I want to fuck her” Osamu’s voice sneaks into your ears and catches your eye.

“Huh? I didn’t hear you. What do you want? My doll is moaning so loud.”

“I want to kiss her, I want to fuck her, I want to ruin her.” He says with more pleasure in his voice, fix your gaze.

“I want to fill her, I want to make her cry and scream.”

Chuckling, Suna pulls you to his chest, stopping you in your movement before pulling your ass cheeks apart. Gives his friend the best look at your hole that clenches around nothing but air.

“Rin!” 

“Do you want to fuck her tight pussy or her needy asshole? You know… You’d be the first to fill her asshole.”

“Rintarou, stop saying that!” You say ashamed, but Osamu interrupts you in your sentence. 

“I want her hot ass… to fuck her hole.” His voice is so aroused because knowing that he is the first to fuck you there is more than satisfying to him. 

“Hey wait Osamu, wait! That's not funny. I- I don't want that okay! Please I do everything for you but don't -" You say in panic and wind your body to get up, but Suna grips you tightly. With glassy eyes, you look at him, already taste your salty tears on your own lips now that you are full of fear, but he only gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead. 

“It’s okay doll. I know you can do that.”

“No I-”

“Shhh, I’m so proud of you. That you want to help Osamu makes me so happy. If you want to stop now, that would be disappointing, but of course, that’s okay.“ He tries to make you feel guilty, with success. Because you don’t want to make your beloved stepbrother unhappy.

“O-okay…” you whisper quietly before trying to relax and bury your head in the crook of Suna’s neck, still sniffing. The bed creaks as Osamu sits behind you and starts stroking your small back along to your ass. He spreads passionate kisses on your back before he arrives at your ass.

“Nggh! Don't hurt me… please Osamu.” You hum as his tongue licks your asshole. His hand wanders to your pussy filled with Suna’s cock. Both Suna and you moan with Osamu’s warm hand massaging your pussy and thus Suna’s length.

“Are ya ready, pretty girl?” Breathe Osamu’s voice quietly at your hole. Actually, you’d like to shake your head, but you don't want to disappoint Suna. Yet you’re curious and you’d have to lie if all this didn’t thrill you. So you just nod. But nothing is happening.

“Mh baby, ya need to speak up.” Osamu teases you, and now also Suna is clear that his friend has finally arrived, has finally realized that he can be himself and does not have to pretend to be someone else.

“I’m ready…”

“Ready for what? What is it ya want?”

“I- don’t make me say these dirty things…”

“Say it or we won’t make you come a second time. Right Suna?”

“Right.” 

Ashamed, you squeeze your lips together, fall silent and do not want to do them this favor of having so much power over you. But you are weak.

“I won’t continue with this, doll.” Suna whispers to you, sipping on your earlobe as he lifts you almost painfully slowly from his cock, then rams his entire length roughly and hard into you, slaps your skin on his and makes you scream.

“So good!” It escapes you before you bite your lower lip again to prevent another whine. But Suna can be so sly.

“Mh such pretty sounds. You want my dick so much. Needy little whore. You want that again? That I fill your slutty pussy with my fat cock?” Again, he lifts you to thrust deep and firmly into you. Again you moan pleasantly, letting your eyes roll backwards.

“Then don’t be a brat and listen to what Osamu tells you.” Chuckles his voice that makes your whole body tingle.

“I- I want your dick. I want your fat cock in my dirty asshole, Osamu. Please fill my hole.” You say, are surprised and ashamed of yourself. Suna is also surprised by your words, but smiles.

You can hear Osamu licking his fingers, a cold drop of saliva hitting your hole and sliding along to your stuffed entrance.

“Hah! S- Samu no!”

As soon as the cold saliva is on your skin, you can feel his finger circling around your hole. He's kissing and biting your ass in exchange, his teeth burning like an imprint in your skin, before his finger presses against your hole, wants to drill in. “Relax.” He says as he sees your body tightening. After all, he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Again, he circles around your hole, waiting until you breathe deeply and relax before he pushes his finger into you and makes you mewl.

“Ah mmh fuck Osamu! It hur- ahhh mmh” You squeak. Grab Suna’s hair with your hands because you don’t know where to go with yourself. It hurts, but it’s a pleasant pain. It feels so good that you squeeze Suna’s cock inside you and make him moan. 

“Ah fuck, so good, yes? Does his finger make you so horny that your needy pussy wants to milk my cock right now?”

Your cheeks are glowing, yet Suna’s words only reach your mind halfway. “Oh god Samu, please fill me with your dick!” you groan in an excited voice, start moving your pelvis again, although Suna had deliberately stopped so that you can get used to this new feeling.

“But I have to prepare you first. Otherwise it will hurt.”

“No…I don’t just want your finger, please Osamu, please!” You whine and lift your head to look through the narrow mirror at the wardrobe to Osamu. Too much controlled by this new feeling, you know secretly that you can’t handle Osamu’s cock. Yet his fingers feel too good, but are not enough. Besides, you don’t want to make Suna angry. You want him to be proud of you.

You try to keep eye contact until Osamu nods. He takes his finger out of you and spits in his hand to distribute plenty of his saliva to his cock. To pass some time, Suna lies down, pulls you down with him and slowly shifts his cock again.

“You’re such a good little doll. I’m really proud of you, you know?” He breathes, elicits a beautiful smile from your lips, before he strokes a strand of hair behind your ear to nib on your lower lip.

“Are ya ready? Want me to rip your hole with my dick?” 

“Yes Osamu, yes I’m ready! Please fuck me!” You Say full of pleasure and help him by pushing your cheeks apart this time, giving him a better view of your throbbing hole. Hungry, he licks his lips before pressing his glans against your hole, one hand around his shaft, the other on your neck as he watches you through the mirror. He doesn’t wait long until he pushes his length into you, making you cry out at the sudden pain you feel.

“Ah fuck Samu! S- stop it hurts so much!” You shout with tears in your eyes, your hands wrapped around Suna’s shoulders. 

But Osamu doesn’t stop, only with slow thrusts, then faster he fucks you, becomes harder and harder with those cries you give of you. Even Suna doesn’t stop him, instead he glides his cock inside you harder.

“Osamu! Osamu, please stop it hurts… It hurts… You'll break me!” 

“Stop squealing like a pig. Ya wanted it to be like this, so live with it.” 

His voice is deep, cool in your ears, as the hand that was just on your collar wraps around your complete neck and pulls you back to him. He presses one hand on your belly, to make you feel both dicks more intense while the other hand roughly grasps tighter around your throat. He feels in his palm how you swallow from fear as he watches you gasp for air, how your hands wrap around his wrist to free yourself, but your fear only excites him even more. Your breath becomes sharp, the air you need no longer fleet through your body and only swallowed sounds come out of you.

Although you are afraid, you notice the area between your legs getting wet. Your lungs burn and your vision becomes unclear as your hands fall from Osamu’s wrist weakly before he loosens the grip and fresh air flows into your lungs. 

Coughing, you gasp for air, wide your eyes, cry again as Osamu thrusts firmly into you, so rough that you almost lose your balance. Tears run down your cheeks, everything is too much for you, Osamu tears your hole to pieces as much as it burns. You never thought he’d be so rough. He must be in a terrible mood.

The pain is unbearable, and you try to push your hands back, pressing Osamu away from you. But Suna reaches for your hands, links his fingers to yours and prevents you from moving. Both enter you rhythmically. You have the feeling that they both rub against your walls. Suna is faster, more aggressive as he thrusts into you, moaning every time you roll your hips. Osamu is slower, but always slides deeper into you. You have the feeling that he will rip you in two if he gets even a bit faster. Your hole burns more and more, his cock presses powerfully against your inside. Quickly, your tears roll over your face again, down on Suna’s naked chest. 

Both men are full of passion, full of spirit and want more. They get harsher, hands rough on your skin, scratching you, hitting your shapely ass and breasts. Again and again you shout up, sobbing, thinking you are breaking every moment, but you feel more and more accustomed to this pain and this powerlessness. About you being used like a toy to please the men you care so much about. 

You tell yourself that the pain gradually turns into a pleasant pain and lets you enjoy the fullness of both cocks. That it excites you that two men are so crazy about you that both can’t let you go and you can make them so happy with your body. 

Osamu’s free hand ghosts over your shape, stroking your side up to your breast to knead it. Rustling, he presses your nipple between his fingers, pulling it before hitting your already reddened skin again and watching you how another tear from the corner of your eye drop on the other man.. 

“Ah S-Samu… Please don’t be so rough.” You cry, even when the pain in your core subsides and turns more and more into pleasure. 

“Oh baby, if ya knew how hard ya make me. You look so hot like that. Fuck if ya know how crazy you’re making me.”

He breathes his moist voice into your ear before he kisses your neck and shoulder, pushing his pointed teeth into your flesh. You sense his warm tongue, his quick breath on your skin, his hands that don’t let go of your neck and breast, his length pushing harder and harder into you, his skin slapping against yours. Suddenly you feel so good even when your body screams, you notice how your whole body gets warmer and enjoy the sight in the mirror. 

“Mmmmh Samu!

“Want me to fill yer dirty hole?”

“Yes please, fill me hha!”

As soon as you have uttered your words, you feel him hammering into you without mercy, his hand now pressing down on your hip.

“Samu ah!” Your sugar-sweet moan lights up the room. 

The gray-haired one knows it won’t take him long to reach his orgasm. He looks down from the mirror at your back, at your reddened ass, how your cheeks move with every push. And even before he knows what he’s doing here, he brings his hand to your soft cheek. 

“Ah!”

“Fuck, yer ass is so hot.” he whispers and again hits your red, swollen skin. 

“God, ya squeeze my dick so well, babe.” Murmurs Osamu, is balls-deep inside of you, doesn’t care what words or sounds he speaks now. But Osamu is not the only one who will soon color you from the inside. You see Suna also slightly wrinkles his face below you, pressing your hands tighter and slapping his skin against yours. 

“Hey doll, I’m close. Do you want to be my good girl? Do you want to come with us? Can you do that?” Rasping words vibrate on your lips, so close are you to each other. You were just waiting for your beloved stepbrother to say these words. Because for the second time you feel this knot in you, this tingling in your whole body and this incredible feeling in your abdomen that is about to explode at any moment. Your thoughts are not clear at all right now. You are in your own world, enjoying how the two cocks rub against each other inside you, how both of your holes are filled with massive members. 

“God yes Suna, I’m so close. Wanna come for you!” You groan, open your eyes a crack to look at him before his eyes look past you to Osamu. 

“Let’s make her come, should we?” 

Suna’s question is rhetorical because the answer is clear. Both men nod conspiratorially before they dig their hands into your skin, almost animalistic for the last time, before you first feel Osamu’s dick twitching in you, as his cum shoots through your hole and his sweaty chest collapses exhausted on your back, his head lands in the crook of your neck. 

“Fuck, babe, hah! You're such a good girl.” He sighs, bringing his hand to your clit, even though he is exhausted, rubbing it to bring you to your orgasm faster. 

“Ah, Osamu s- stop, you’ll make me come!” You groan and squeeze the two cocks that are still inside you. 

"C'mon be our good little fuck doll." He says now, pressing harder against your clit, moving his half-stiff dick slowly in and out. For a moment you feel like losing consciousness but Suna's voice prevents you from doing so. 

“Mh doll, you’re so tight. Want me to breed my little girl?” Suna says with an eager expression. You want to tell him not to come inside your walls, but your words deceive you. 

“Mhmm, ah yes Rin- please breed me.”

“Yes? Such a brave girl. Your pussy’s mine. You’re mine and I will pump my seed inside of you, fill your womb with my kid.”

His words should scare you, but you can’t fight them back now that the pressure of Osamu’s fingers on your bud is getting stronger and stronger as the knot in you is loosening. The only thing you manage to say is a quiet “no, wait no” hoping Suna heard you. 

Your words were crystal clear in his ears, but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting into you again and again, already feeling your pulsating walls on his dick milking him. ‘Cause he feels like you’re going to climax every second. 

You release yourself from Suna’s hands, grasping at his hair before a strong gush flows through your body. Your vision turns black, all the voices you heard earlier disappear before you groan loudly and distribute your juice on Suna. Your body twitches strongly from all the arousal. Almost turns numb as you spasm around both men. 

“Osamu haaa! I… C- coming haah!”

“stupid little whore. I’m the one fucking you right now. Don’t use his name while I breed you with my kid.” 

Suna’s angry voice interrupts you before you feel his hand in your hair. Roughly pushing you against him as you notice his cock thrust into you one last time before his tip knocks on your cervix to fill you to the brim. Now you notice what Suna has just done, that he has really come inside you, not as usual where you swallow his cum or when he spreads his load on your body. He hadn’t heard you. You look at him in a panic, but his look is serious, sharp as he presses his thumb against your lips. 

“I’m so proud of you, my pretty doll. You did so well.”

“Suna why did you-”

“You’re mine. Don't use another man's name again.” He says, presses your head against his chest still with his length inside of you to make sure that you won't waste his sperm. 

His heart is racing, just like his breath. It almost matches the sound of your own heart, which is beating heavily. Osamu still lies on top of you, almost taking the air to breathe with his weight. All of you are tired, stay like this and say nothing until Osamu’s phone rings and he slowly straightens up, carefully pulling his cock out of you to look at the screen. 

Suna’s cock is now no longer in you, has been pushed out through your throbbing walls and now lies limp between your bodies. You feel the sperm flowing out of both holes, trying to keep it in you out of shame, but in vain. All the sperm is spread over Suna and you, leaving a big mess. 

Just then your stepbrother rolls you over suddenly, pins you under himself before he straightens up and remains at the edge of his bed. He looks at your used body, which continues to lie motionless on his sheets. You’re all messed up, your holes filled, your look is ruined. He loves that look. No matter how nice your voice is, how cute your smile is, or how wonderful you please him every day, he loves nothing more than to see you tired, happy and in some kind of pleasant rush because of him. You will always be his beloved good little girl. And he will always love you. 

“So? Did the bank write to you?” Asks Suna, who turns his dreamy gaze away from you, to his friend, who sighs and has put his phone away again. 

“Mhm…” Osamu answers him only briefly, and the green-eyed man knows exactly what answer he has received. Again, he looks at you before he gets up and puts his hand on his friend’s shoulder. 

“You know, stay as long as you want. I’m gonna take a shower.” 

Questioned, Osamu looks at him, doesn’t quite know what to do with this statement. 

“I know you’ve always had your eye on her. Play with her, fuck her, even her pussy if you want, ruin her, let her scream and cry, do what you want, but… So that one thing is clear, only I’m allowed to fill her pussy with my cum.” 

Suna grins at him conspiratorially, winks at you before he opens a drawer of his nightstand containing all sorts of sex toys. Handcuffs, whips, vibrators, dildos, ropes, candles, and so much more. 

“Have fun, my good old friend.”

“S- Suna...” you breathe so quietly only you can hear it.

For a long time Osamu stares at the full drawer, is grateful for what his friend is doing for him even if he doesn’t know which of his fantasies he wants to pursue first. But it doesn’t matter, because he has enough time for each of them. 

With a dark expression, he looks at your broken shape, licks his lips at what he still has in store for you and enjoys the fear in your eyes. 

“I hope you’re ready to come a third time, baby.” 

[xmyshya]

OMG THANK YOUUU 🥺🥺 I was a little hesitant on the idea, which is why it was taking so long!! But overall, I'm happy with how it turned out! And I can never resist happy endings ofc 😌 I found my voice as a comfort writer and I've never been more happy! And I'm so glad you enjoyed it as well! 🤗💖🤗💖 Again, I can't thank you enough for allowing me to take part, and congrats again on your milestone!!

Please, what do you mean so long 😭 There's still a lot of time!

We all love happy endings, don't we... I say as I write lots of angst and heavy angst lately But it makes me happy that you found your own place! This is the most important thing, that and being happy about and proud of your own works! 💙

Thank you again, and thank you for participating! It was a pleasure having you 💙

[xmyshya]

Hello hon!! I've just finished proofreading my submission for the collab and posted it on my account! 😊 Thanks so much for letting me participate, and let me know what you think! It's a bit angstier than what I normally write, but I try to end my stories on a good note! 🤗💖🤗💖

Hiiiii love!

I've read it, and I LOVED IT! Believe me when I say I cried... Thank you so so much for taking part in it! 💙

[xmyshya]

Hi~ what does wr stand for?

Hello!

I use it to indicate content type, art is art, and wr is for writing. Just wanted to use something short to avoid skipping to next line.

[xmyshya]

Ah btw I saw your collab event through Mandi’s rb on my dash earlier this afternoon and kinda tempted to join... can I? 👉🏻👈🏻 even though my other collab wips are crying 😂

I’ll take Haikyuu + Hinata x Kenma + fem!reader + sfw + writing; then Kenma x Kuroo + fem!reader + sfw + art.

Though I’m also going to submit the latter one to another collab event with a similar theme (poly; @/paradise-creator’s “More Than Two Hearts” collab)... is it okay? I can’t think of other ideas best suited for Kuroken other than the idea I’ll gonna do for said collab event 🤔 it’s okay if it’s not allowed ^^;;

Looking at my collab wips like

Ahhhhh, I would be really happy to have you aboard! And it's absolutely fine with me, I don't mind you submitting to both collabs (resourcefulness shouldn't be punished, yanno). I'll add both to the masterlist then, but if you decide to drop one, it's completely fine 💙

Gahhhh, I gotta say that I love how we're almost the same age!

[xmyshya]

Can I join collab with JJK megumi x itadori x reader nsfw smut please writing

Yes yes yes! Thank you so much for participating <3

[xmyshya]

Hi, blog owner of haikyuuhimbosandhypebeasts wanting to participate with Kuroo x Tsukishima x Reader for your collab! I have no idea how mobile works so have my main asking lmao

Hi Narnar!

Thank you so much for participating, and don't worry, I have absolutely no idea how mobile works either.

I'm going to add you, but could you please add if you're going to be writing or "arting"? And preferred reader plus genre? (you can change it later, no problem!)