#threes company

[twisted-kiwiz]

⋆˚ Three’s A Crowd ✮⋆˙

Pairing: Tim Wright and Brian Thomas x F!proxy(?)!reader

CW: NSFW, strong language, threesome, rough sex, unsafe sex/creampie, proxy!Tim and Brian, spitting, praise

a/n: finally a longer fic for you all 😛 also tysm for all the support!! also not proofread yet, i’ll do it when i wake up later. also first time writing brian, kinda nervous 😚

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“God fuckin’ dammit, Brian!” Tim shouted, stuffing his gun into his holster.

“It’s not my fault the gun misfired!” Brian argued.

Tim huffed, “Well maybe if you cleaned the damn thing it wouldn’t be all gunked up-“

Brian cut him off. “If you had just bought new bullets rather the old shit you had in your bag.”

You run up from where you had been hiding for the mission. “Would you both shut up? If you both had been prepared maybe we wouldn’t have fucked this up. But now we’re left with a living target, half a tank of gas in the truck, and you two dumbasses fighting!”

You were absolutely pissed. Brian and Tim were friends, of course, but on this latest mission they were basically at each other’s throats, and for no reason: Brian didn’t steal Tim a pack of cigarettes while he was in the gas station, Tim stepped on the back of Brian’s boot while they were walking, Brian borrowed Tim’s jacket and didn’t tell him. Just petty shit over and over again. And this wasn’t a short simple mission where you get it done and you go home. This was all the way in another state, in the cold rain, multiple targets, multiple locations. Too many hours of being stuck in moldy motel rooms and the cold truck sitting right between Tim and Brian and their meaningless arguments.

And with that last note, you turned on your heel and all but stomped back to the truck. You pushed yourself into the middle of the seat, just like always, and slammed the door. You could see the boys looking at each other, exasperated and annoyed.

They both got in the vehicle with you: Brian in the drivers and Tim in the passenger. Tim threw his mask on the floor of the truck and then manually rolled down the window and lit a cigarette. He was silent and his brows were laced with gruff annoyance. He didn’t look anywhere but straight outside the window, waiting for the nicotine to relax him.

Brian, on the other hand, turned over to you, sliding his hand onto your knee. “I’m sorry, hon, I know you’re frustrated with us and this shitty as situation.” Tim huffed, still not fully looking over at you two, but Brian saw his eyes flicker over for a fraction of a second.

“Is there anything I can do to make it better? Anything I can get you?” He continued. Tim flicked his cigarette hard against the window.

“Don’t do this in front of me right now, Brian.” He finally said, turning. His face tightened in frustration.

“The fuck are you talkin’ about?” Brian’s hand slid slightly higher from your knee, so subtly you barely realize it.

Tim’s eyes flashed down to your thigh. “You know exactly what I’m talkin’ about. Don’t play stupid with me.”

“What the hell is going on?” You asked, still frustrated from earlier and more so now.

“Nothin’, baby, nothin’.” Tim huffed, trying to let the situation go.

“Right, so you don’t mind this?” Brian argued, his hands coming to each of your hips and pulling you onto his lap. Your heartbeat picks up. You were annoyed with him, yeah, but he’s still hot, so you weren’t gonna just pull away from him. Your hands came up against his arms. Brian smirked and took a look at your cleavage. His tongue wet his lips quickly.

Tim stared at you two for a beat. Another.

“I’m not takin’ this shit from you.” He moved to open the door.

That’s when your hand reached out to his bicep. “You ain’t gotta go.”

“What? You want me to stay here and watch?” He scoffed. “Not really interested, sug.”

“Not exactly what I meant…” Your voice got softer, lower. While still on Brian’s lap, you tugged Tim’s arm closer. He complied, despite himself. You tugged his head closer and began to kiss up his jaw slowly until you reached his earlobe, which you drew your tongue up against before grazing it with your teeth. Brian watched this, absolutely enthralled. You felt him hard against where you sat in his lap.

Brian’s hand slipped under your shirt, gliding up your spine. His big hand covered big portions of your back. Though he was only touching that bit of you, it felt like he was everywhere.

“Take it off ‘er, Bri’” Tim said, his voice a little breathless. Your mouth was now against his neck. His skin was aching hot and salty.

Brian listened to Tim, which oughta be a miracle with the way they’d both been acting lately. His hands held your waist on either side, pulling you upright, away from Tim’s neck. Tim helped out, hand on your jaw guiding you away. Brian pulled off your shirt, a nude bra now the only thing in the boy’s line of sight.

Brian’s hands came to his belt, nearly fumbling with the buckle. Tim’s ran up your now bare torso and heading up to your breasts.

“Goddamn, you’re a handful, baby. More than a handful, really.” His voice was gravely. Tim squeezed a tit and then met your eye. You looked back at him with only absolute need.

Brian shifted his jeans past his hips just enough to pull down his boxers. You were meeting him right there, ready to take him into your hand the moment he pulled out his long, hard cock. You gathered some spit in your mouth and let it fall right onto his dick. Then you rubbed it all over with your hand, mixing with the precum that had already been gathered at his tip. You began pumping your hand up and down his throbbing length.

At the same time, Tim shifted from your tits to the waistband of your jeans. He unbuttoned them easily, but he teased for a moment. His hand slowly moved from your lower stomach down past the waistband. The tips of his fingers brushed the edge of your panties and you whined, “Tim, please.”

Brian chimed in, saying, “Cmon, look at her. She’s being such a good girl for us.” Brian gestured to your hand rubbing him.

Tim finally pushed his hand into your underwear, curving to reach where you needed him most. He circled around your clit once. You jolted up in Brian’s lap from the sensation. He continued, speed moderate, almost matching the pace you were giving Brian. With his other hand, he guided your face to look him in the eye. His thumb hooked into your mouth, a silent gesture for you to open it.

“Take it, baby.” He spat into your mouth. He tasted like cigarette smoke and something faintly minty. You swallowed eagerly. Removing his thumb, he shoved his index and middle fingers into your mouth, fucking them back and forth, all the while his other hand is still rubbing your clit. You moan around his fingers. You don’t slow on jacking off Brian, but your hand stutters every so often. Brian’s fingers slide against your scalp and he takes hold of your hair, yanking it back so Tim can finger fuck your mouth even deeper. You moan even harder against his fingers.

Brian finally has enough of your hand and he decides he wants more.

“Jeans.” He says to Tim. It’s short, but Tim of course knows exactly what he means. He grabs you by the arms, pulling you to lie with your back in his lap, as Brian starts to pull your jeans and underwear off you. He spreads your legs and spits on your cunt before he grabs you and takes you back into his lap.

“You want this?” Brian asked, voice rough.

“Please, I need it..” You whimper, missing Tim’s finger on your clit. With that, Brian lines up the head of his cock against your entrance and guides it in. He’s long and you feel it immediately as your inner walls cling to him. He grips your hips, bouncing you up and down in his lap lightly.

Tim undoes his belt next, roughly kicking his jeans down. His cock is shorter than Brian’s but much thicker. He grabs your arms again, this time bending you at the waist for your face to come to his cock. Your tongue comes to lick the precum off his tip and he groans. You take the top of him into your mouth and focus your tongue on it, drawing heavy breathing from his mouth.

Brian slaps your ass, the noise echoing through the truck. He pulls your hips down faster against his own, spurred on by watching you suck Tim off so good.

“God, just like that, hon. Suck that cock.” Brian praised you. “Take it some more. You can do it.”

His hand pushed at your back lightly.

“Mm, fuck.” Tim swore loudly. His hips began to rock up into your mouth. He reached over to wear you sat on top of Brian and rubbed your clit. You moaned Tim’s name as you pulled off his dick for a breath. Once you came back to him, he began fucking your mouth harder. Brian picked up the pace too.

“Goddamn, you’re so sexy.” Brian groaned, watching your hips rock, watching his length disappear into you. “You see that, Tim? Fuck, I’m gonna cum all in that pussy.” You whimpered around Tim hearing Brian say that.

And he followed through with his word. You felt the warmth spread through your cunt. You came only moments later with Tim still massaging your clit.

He pulled you off Brian roughly and onto him, going ahead and nudging his cock into your entrance, Brian’s cum still leaking out of you. He guided your hips down him, stretching you around him. You whimpered, hands clutching his shoulders.

“You can take it, baby.” He assured you. “You got it.”

Brian came up next to you and began kissing your neck. He grabbed your hair roughly and moved it out of the way. His tongue swept hard against your skin. His kisses were brutal. That mixed with Tim fucking you was an erotic attack on your senses.

Tim grabbed your jaw once more, this time crashing his mouth against yours. You tried to moan his name again, but his mouth cut you off before you could even finish. His hips fucked you harder. Brian smacked your ass, egging you on.

“Oh my fucking God!” You moaned loudly, a huge orgasm coming over you. You crashed against Tim’s chest, pushing your face against his neck as you cried out. Brian continued to kiss down your body, only adding to the extent of your pleasure.

Tim came hard inside you with a loud groan.

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Your head lied in Brian’s, now fully clothed, lap and your legs in Tim’s. Brian stroked his fingers through your hair and Tim rubbed your thighs. They quietly held you through the next moments after sex. It could barely even occur to anyone in that moment that no one was arguing anymore.

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a/n: it’s like 2 in the morning as i’m posting this so i’m literally gonna go to bed now

mdni divider by @cafekitsune

[lumigum1]

Your boyfriends Kirishima and Bakugo just have to help you relax at the same time~

cw: SMUUUT SMUT SMUT!!, threesome, established relationship, throuple, handjob, overstimulation(?), fingering, p in v, kissing, sex daze, some kiribaku content, dual stimulation, cum., liiiiickiiiing, smooooching, all characters are aged up!!

Gently licking up your neck, Kiri stops at your jaw, nuzzling at it to speak into your ear. 

“Mmph… my poor baby.. workin’ so hard..” 

You would respond with something more clear if it weren’t for the blonde man invading your mouth at the same time. 

“Hah… you work like a dog, woman.” 

He pulls back only for a second before going back to aggressively kissing you, his tongue dominating yours and only allowing soft whimpers to escape right back into his mouth. 

“C’mon bakubro… can I have a turn? I’m the one who said we should do it today!” 

“Tch, shut up shitty hair, should’ve got here first.” 

Both men’s hands sit possessively on your waist and hip, drawing mindless circles as you pant between their affectionate bickering. That, and them being in nothing but their boxers doesn’t help the heat forming between your legs. 

“G-guys.. it’s okay just take turns-“ 

Your breathless words are interrupted by another bruising kiss placed on your lips, your red haired boyfriend pouting childishly, all needy for attention as well. It is then that you feel his rough palms move lower, moving under your waistband. You gasp into the blonde’s mouth, hands flying up to his hair. 

“I can make y’feel good too baby..” 

Kirishima mutters, fingers teetering towards your panties. You tremble as he moves from your side to behind you, nestling you in his lap while Katsuki doesn’t let your lips leave his, shifting forwards to press into you. Every point of your body is touching hard planes of muscle, with the defined feeling of Kirishima’s abs on your back and the almost soft but firm sensation of Katsuki’s chest on yours. 

“Make sure she makes filthy fuckin’ sounds shitty hair. Then maybe I’ll let you get a taste too.” 

As the words leave his mouth, you feel Kiri’s grip grow firmer, hands boldly travelling inside your panties and causing you to throw your head back onto his shoulder with a high pitched moan. 

“You got it babe!” 

He plants a kiss to the side of your head 

“Gonna make you feel so good, pretty..” 

Your body trembles as Kiri works his fingers into your hole, knowing just which spots are sensitive enough to earn sweet sounds for Katsuki to swallow up. While his  digits tease you open, thrusting in and out, Katsuki remains plastered to your lips, leaving them puffy and wet. He then uses his hands squeeze your thighs, slightly spreading them open. 

“Keep ‘em open woman.” Cold air brushes between your thighs as you realise he’s peeling off your soaked panties to reveal Kirishima’s veiny hand knuckles deep inside. “Tch.. won’t repeat it again.” 

You whine with embarrassment, trying to close them but Katsuki’s grip, while more gentle than forceful, keeps them open. He then spreads his knees in between yours to hold them open, snaking his palms up your shirt so that your naked breasts fall out. Both hero’s pupils dilate, Katsuki’s hands cupping them and thumbing at your already hardened nipples. 

“Fuck.. love these goddamn tits..” 

Kiri groans at the sight, speeding the movements of his fingers inside of you while moving his other hand to reach around and rub your clit. A high pitched moan leaves your mouth as you repeat their names like a prayer. 

“Nngh! Kiri! Kats- a-ah g-gonna come…” 

They both press closer to you at your words, licking at your neck and rubbing where your most sensitive. Katsuki pinches and rubs your nubs between his fingers while Kiri thrusts his fingers faster, obscene squelches filling the room. 

“Come for us pretty…” He whispers behind you, licking the shell of your ear before you finally arch your back, one hand flung around Kiri’s head and the other hooked on Katsuki’s neck, pulling them both impossibly closer. They watch each twitch of your expression as it gives into pleasure, mouth falling open and eyes fluttering with bliss, leaving you panting in their arms. 

“Always look so fuckin’ sexy like this…” Katsuki whispers, kissing your forehead. Though, despite his tender action, he doesn’t take much time before he starts removing his boxers. 

“Hey! C’mon man I wanted to be inside her today!” 

“Shut up shitty hair! I feel like fuckin’ her today so M’gonna fuck her. s’not my fault you came so soon last time like some virgin.” Kiri blushes furiously at his statement, sitting up rigidly to defend yourself while your soft, fucked out state just lays between them watching and panting. 

“I told y’not to bring that up again bro! C’mon just let me-“ 

Chu~ 

The red haired man is cut off by Katsuki’s lips on his, swallowing his protesting by shoving his tongue into his mouth. You watch while your head is leaning back on Kiri’s shoulder, intently staring at where their lips are locked with a needy gaze. 

“Shut up when I tell you to shut up idiot!” He says angrily, though his own face is just as flushed as Kiri’s is. He speaks in a sultry yet still aggressive manner, nose brushing he other man’s. “If y’so desperate then I’ll touch y’too… now stop complainin’ so I can get to pleasin’ our woman. Alright.. Ei?” 

Kiri looks up at him with a daze, nodding dumbly. 

“O-okay.. okay Kats..” 

You smile slightly at the interaction, staying nestled against Kiri’s chest as he shifts to remove his underwear as well. 

“Hold her open shitty hair.” 

You feel Kiri kiss your neck before hooking his arms under your knees and lifting them to your chest, pushing his own hard cock to sit in front of your hips so it’s in view as well. As if he couldn’t get even more turned on, Katsuki barely holds back the drool being caused by the sight of both sexes that belong to him. 

The two of you watch as Kats lines his tip up with your wet heat, easily slipping between your folds from the juices of your orgasm. As he fully sheaths himself, he then moves his hand to the base of his boyfriend’s cock. You feel Kiri tense up behind you, even partly activating his quirk as his torso suddenly becomes much harder. 

Katsuki works the both of you remaining close to you when thrusting and then giving attention to his boyfriend by pumping his hard length up and down. The room is filled by the filthy noises of your moans and the low grunts of the two men doing you in. Katsuki speeds up, giving you open mouthed kisses on your neck before moving to Kiri’s mouth and sucking his tongue. 

With Kats staying so close to you, you can feel the way his thick cock kisses your cervix, tits bouncing as he speeds his thrusts up. You then feel one of your legs fall as Kiri takes his hand and holds one of your tits up, hunching over to suck it from behind. 

You mind turns to mush as the two men so attentively give every inch of your body such pleasure. Soft words like “Mmph.. s’good..”, “n-needed it so bad..” and “love y’… love y’so much..” spill from your lips as the knot in your stomach finally comes undone. Your pussy squeezes down on Katsuki, covering his pelvis in your release and making his own movements become erratic. He pumps Kiri faster while thrusting between your slippery folds. They both curse loudly before Katsuki pulls out, allowing both men’s release to paint your body. 

The three of you are left in a pile of exhausted bliss, Katsuki now collapsed on top you both. With the last of your energy, you reach up to give a chaste peck on both of their lips. 

“Love y’both… s’much..” you say sleepily. A gentle smile plays on Kiri’s lips as he holds you against him while Katsuki tries to keep his tough guy act up, but still buries his face into your neck. They both sigh with content, leaving you all warm in the midst of your soft sheets. 

A/n: Can you guys tell that im a virgin. IM SORRY IF THIS DOESNT SOUND RIGHT OR YOU CANT IMAGINE IT IY PROPERLY BUT HONESTLYYY I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THESE TWO FOR SO LONG😩. I guess you could call it a liiiil self indulgent so sorry you guys BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT ANYWAYS!! MWAAHHH! 

~Lumi 

[st3iin]

two heads are (a lot) better than one.

pt 2. of this !

“you didn’t have to do all this, though! you made it up to me afterwards . . like a lot.”

“yeah, but i still feel super bad about it though. . i gotta treat you to something small, at least— your eyes are still shut, right?”

nagi was treating you to a surprise! apparently he was making up for ‘the whole not giving you attention thing’. (his words, verbatim.) he was currently dragging you back to his place. . did he decorate his bedroom? oh my god! maybe with something like. . flowers? did seishiro nagi actually put in some effort for once!? you were getting giddy at the thought.

“okay. we’re here. i hope you like it- like i said, s’not much, so . .” he trailed off, a hand raising to the nape of his neck as he glanced off to the side.

a wide grin adorned your face when you turned to look at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. what could the surprise be!? your cheeks started to hurt at how much you were smiling. you gently opened the door to see-

“. . . reo !?”

reo raised his head slowly to look up at you, a lazy, hung smile slowly spreading across his flushed face. your eyes wandered down to the chair he was . . strapped to. no, no, you heard me right. strapped to. his hands were tied behind the chair, tightly from what you could see, since the muscles were straining against his dress shirt. (who wears a dress shirt casually other than reo?) his ankles were bound to the legs of the chair too. the only part of his body loose was his. .

nagi was lying. the surprise wasn’t small. reo’s cock stood proudly, leaking pre-cum that was dripping down his length and messing his thighs. there was a vein running up the left side, and it curved to the right slightly. it looked as though it was 9 inches. give or take? and that was standing from afar. you swallowed the saliva pooling in your mouth before whirling around to face nagi — your boyfriend, by the way — who was also eye-fucking reo like there was no tomorrow.

his eyes were trained on the way reo’s chest moved up and down, the way his cock twitched now that there were eyes on him. it took you a few nudges to grab his attention again; ironic considering-

“this surprise was meant for you to make up for not giving me attention. not a good look when you’re ogling your best friend instead of me.” you grumbled, before tilting your head to the side and raising a brow. nagi met you with a blank expression, before you gestured aggressively to the purple haired boy sitting in the chair in front of you. nagi turned back to the boy and hummed.

“this is the surprise. oh. wait. ahem. surprise. . !” his monotone voice travelled throughout the room as he walked over to his friend, grabbing his mussed up ponytail and turning his head to face you. “your own personal fucktoy. well- our personal fucktoy. .your personal fucktoys plural. . ?”

“wh- shut up about that for a sec. how did you guys even. . ?” you trailed off as your eyes wandered down to reo’s cock.

reo rubbed the nape of his neck, a pink flush creeping up his neck as he noticed where you were looking. “aha- it happened like. . yesterday when we were at mcdonald’s.”

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

“. . you seriously heard everything ? and you’re into it . . ?

“don’t repeat it man, yer making me sound like a perv !” reo groaned as he bit into his burger.

“you are a perv, reo, you just told me you jerked off to me and my girlfriend together over my gaming headset.” nagi stated, his tone blunt, dipping his fry into some ice cream.

“lower your voice!” the purple haired boy hissed, glancing around frantically. “what if people hear you-!? this is a public eating area, man. . !”

“you’re the one who did it. . i don’t get why you’re so pressed.” nagi leaned back in his seat, eating in silence for a few seconds. “do you like. . want her or something?”

reo choked on his bite, hitting a fist against his chest multiple times as he stared at his best friend dead in the face. “i’m not gonna-!” a splutter. “i’m not gonna admit that in front of you, dude! what the hell. . ?”

“but do you? cause like. . i don’t mind or anything. seriously. i don’t think she would either.” nagi continuined, a shrug of his shoulder catching reo off guard.

“. . she wouldn’t?” he mumbled back, leaning in slightly almost on instinct.

nagi shook his head, making a face before starting to dig into his ice cream. “nah, dude. she’s talked to me about threesomes before. pillow talk. she was half asleep when saying it, but i’m pretty sure she meant it. . it would be a nice surprise.”

reo stared at his best friend in shock, his brows furrowing. “. . are you-? are you planning a threesome with me, you and your girlfriend right now? over fucking mcdonald’s? c’mon, dude. .” his eyes only got wider at the sight of nagi’s nodding head, his mind working in overdrive.

“you’re serious ? yer so weird, man, why would i even consider that . .” reo trailed off, taking another bite into the burger. “. . what time did you say i could come over again ?”

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you watched as nagi’s hand wrapped around reo’s aching cock, the way reo’s head fell back in relief at the feeling of finally being touched after so long.

“. . do you guys. . normally have conversations about me over mcdonalds?” you mumbled, a brow raising.

“oh yeah.” “all the time.” the boys said at the same time, reo’s voice breathy and weak as his thighs tensed. nagi started stroking faster, determined to make him cum. “you need to see what he looks like when he’s close. he gets all whinpery and writhy and stuff.” nagi mumbled. reo’s back started arching slightly against the back of the chair, his muscles tensing as his wrists fought against the restraints.

you watched the erotic display in silence, gulping before taking a few steps towards them. you glanced over at your boyfriend, your bottom lip caught between your lips. “could i. . ?”

nagi nodded and let go of reo’s dick — much to his dismay — and watched you wrap your dainty fingers around it, stroking him gently. you leaned over towards reo and bit his ear gently before starting to kiss his neck.

“so you were listening to me and nagi, hmn ? you’re such a pervert, reo. .” you whispered, your hand starting to move faster.

“the- mnngh-! m’sorry. . m’so fuckin- nngh. . so fuckin’ sorry-!”

“you’re sorry? s’that it? you apologise?” you lifted your head and turned to nagi, who was now stroking his own cock at the scene in front of him. “you think we should forgive him?” you asked, your tone sultry. nagi shook his head. a loud gasp elicited from reo as you let go of his cock all of a sudden.

“wh-? no, wait- i said i was sorry! why did you-!?” “you have to satisfy us first.”

you cut him off, rounding the chair to undo the bounds on his wrists. nagi moved to untie his ankles, looking up at nagi with a soft smirk before taking a step back. reo stood on shaky legs, turning to the bed to see you already on it, skirt hitched, legs spread, panties already being pulled to the side. reo swallowed hard, climbing onto the bed. his head ducked down, and. . you pushed him away?

“not yet. you don’t deserve a taste- not from me anyway.” you smiled, before nodding your head to the left. reo turned to be met face to . . tip. nagi looked down at him with a raised brow.

“what’re you waitin’ for?” he asked, a confused expression on his face.

reo gulped before leaning over and licking a long, languid stripe up his friend’s member, pressing a few kisses along the skin before slowly sinking his mouth onto it fully. nagi let out a strangled groan, a hand leaning down to grip reo’s ponytail as he started moving him, thrusting into his mouth in tandem. reo’s fingers moved up and down your thigh, before slowly finding purchase against your sopping pussy. he used his fingers to part you gently, before letting his fingers find your pulsing hole. he pushed his fingers in slowly, his thumb rubbing soft circles around your clit. you let out a soft whine at the stimulation, your hips starting to grind against his knuckles as you dripped precum onto his fingers.

the room filled with the sound of squelching and muffled moans from all three of you, reo moving his fingers faster and hollowing his cheeks to take nagi even deeper. his nose nuzzled against nagi’s white, wiry curls, balls slapping against his chin as he took him fully. your hands clenched at the sheets, head lolling backwards when reo curled his fingers upwards brutally.

“fuck- fffuucck-! right there, reo, right there- nngh-!” you whined, reo’s fingers thrusting deeper and harder. nagi gripped reo’s hair and started thrusting faster into reo’s mouth, the purple haired bot gagging around the sheer size of it.

“shit- fuck me, m’gonna cum. gonna fill up your mouth. you want me to fill your mouth, reo? you want that, don’t you?” nagi groaned louder at reo’s enthusiastic moan around his length, the sound sending vibrations all up his body as he kept thrusting harder and harder, until-

“ffuuck, reo-! take it. you can do it, c’mon. swallow it all for me, mkay? you can- mmgh-!” reo’s fingers kept moving inside you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt his mouth fill up with the salty liquid. he rubbed the nub of your clit faster, your hands grasping at the sheets as you finally came all over his fingers with a wanton moan. reo slowly pulled off nagi with a lewd pop!, his fingers pulling away from you gently. he brought up his cum-covered fingers to his lips and licked them erotically, the sight causing both you and nagi to let out moans of your own.

“so? . . did i do good? am i in the green yet?” he asked, glancing between you and nagi with wide eyes.

you shared a look with nagi before smirking softly and turning back to reo. “of course you are. . ! you said you wanted a taste, right?” you spread your legs wider, your smirk growing at reo’s mouth falling open in anticipation. he crawled closer to you, his head ducking down as he started lapping up at your sweet cunt.

“hngh- oh fuck-. it’s better than i could’ve ever imagined. . you taste so fucki- mmph-!?”

he was quickly cut off at nagi’s tight grip on his hips from behind. he slapped his cock against reo’s twitching hole a few times, pulling his fingers out of his mouth and slowly pushing them into reo’s hole, causing him to let out a low whine. nagi scissored his fingers a bit, before spitting down onto his cock— still a bit wet from reo’s mouth— and pushing into the latter slowly. reo’s breath hitched and he let out a long groan, which was cut off again, but this time due to you grabbing his hair and pushing him down onto your pussy. reo whined and started lapping at your pussy again, pushing harder against your clit every time nagi thrusted deeper. nagi moved slowly at first, relishing in how tight reo was for him- that was until reo mumbled something against your clit.

you pulled him off gently, looking down at his face and his puffy lips with a raised brow.

“mmngh- harder. i want sei to go har- ah-!?”

i don’t think reo got to say a full sentence this whole ordeal, because he got cut off again when nagi set a brutal pace out of nowhere. you ducked reo’s head down against your puffy pussy once more, scratching your nails lightly against his scalp as he ate you out. nagi whined loudly, hips slapping against reo’s ass at a rough pace.

“shiit, reo- so fucking tight f’me- squeezing the hell out of me- fuck-!” reo moved his hips back against nagi, his tongue digging into your pulsing hole as you started grinding up against his face. it was sloppy, it was messy— he was eating like a man starved. you felt your climax coming sooner than you expected, your hand gripping and pulling at his hair as you pulled him even closer. your toes curled and your eyes rolled slightly at the pressure of his tongue against your clit— adding on the aggressive, erratic thrusts of seishiro nagi behind reo and you were seeing stars.

“you’re close, hm? c’mon, baby. cum for me. i wanna taste you. wanna- mmngh, fuck-! wanna taste you on my tongue. . c’mon.” he groaned, his hands squeezing your thighs at nagi pistoning inside him. he shoved his tongue deeper into your pussy, letting out a particularly high whimper as his friend’s leaking tip rubbed against his prostrate.

“shit- m’close. gonna come. .” he mumbled against your sopping wet pussy. “gonna come gonna come gonna- ah- ah-!” reo’s untouched cock spurted pearlescent seed, his hands gripping tighter around the plush of your thighs. nagi’s thrusts continued, his hands slapping reo’s ass until his cheeks were pink.

your climax came not too long after, reo’s name on your tongue — and your pussy coming undone on his — as you came, your back arching off the mattress. nagi’s thrusts became even more erratic, his cock twitching inside of reo’s tight heat. his eyes rolled back into his head, a long string of whimpers emitting from his mouth as he finally came. you all stayed that way for a few seconds, panting for a few moments before nagi slowly pulled out. he watched as his come dribbled out of reo’s bruised hole, his cock already twitching again and getting harder at the sight.

reo rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. his cock slapped against his stomach with a lewd smack!, a smirk playing on his lips as he let out a soft chuckle. “. . shit.”

a soft smile spread on your face as you stared down at him. “that’s all you have to say? seriously?”

“what am i supposed to say? ‘wow guys! that was the best sex i’ve ever had in my life! thanks for letting me have a threesome with you two, let me know if and when we can do this again so i can clean up my schedule!” reo huffed, his eyes meeting yours with a skeptical expression on his face.

“that checks.” you shrugged, leaning back against the headrest. your eyes closed in satisfaction, a long sigh leaving your lips.

“how about now?” nagi mumbled, leaning back on his knees.

“. . how about now what?” reo mumbled, propping himself up on his elbows. he glanced over at nagi before furrowing his brows in disbelief. “dude! you’re hard again!?”

“you asked ‘when can we do this again’. . i say now. unless you guys are tired. .” nagi mumbled, a hand already reaching down to stroke his own cock.

you and reo shared a look. he was being serious. reo turned back to his friend, his eyes trailing from his eyes to his wet, aching length.

“. . hey, nagi.”

“mmh. . ?”

“what’s your opinion on eiffel towers?”

paragraphs and paragraphs of pure bullshit LMAOAO IS IT OBVIOUS I HAVENT WRITTEN SMUT SINCE I WAS LIKE 13

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[lovelounge]

Three’s a Crowd

- Jujutsu Kaisen

Toji x Shiu x Reader

Oneshot | Rave | 18+ | Threesome

Word count 5.7k

Summary You only wanted someone to go to a rave with. Shiu was the only one who said yes. Toji invited himself anyway. One night. Blinding lights. Deafening music. And somewhere between the flashing neon and sunrise, the line between friendship and something far more dangerous begins to blur. 𓂃۶ৎ

Disclaimer - Please never take drugs from randoms, no matter what they say it is. This is just a fanfic for shits and giggles. Not real life! (˶>⩊<˶)

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Saturday night’s rave had been plastered all over social media for weeks. Every time another video popped up, crowds jumping beneath flashing lasers, people trading colorful kandi bracelets, bass shaking the floor, you couldn’t help but smile. “I really want to go to that rave this weekend.” The common room at Jujutsu Headquarters fell quiet for exactly three seconds. Then Gojo laughed.

“You?” he snorted. “Absolutely not.” You frowned. “What do you mean ‘absolutely not’?” “You’d disappear.” Shoko looked up from her phone with a small grin. “He’s got a point.” “I’m serious.” “So are we.” “You are…” Gojo looked you up and down dramatically. “…a small girl wanting to go alone?” “That’s not an awful thing?” “Congratulations. You’ll still get carried away.” A few of the others laughed.

Someone muttered, “She’s tiny.” “Someone’s gonna snatch you up.” “You’ll vanish in that crowd.” You folded your arms, pouting. “I wouldn’t vanish.” “You absolutely would,” Gojo said. “I’d look away for two minutes and you’d be crowd surfing into another city.” “I hate all of you.” “You love us.” “I don’t.” “You do.” A chuckle came from the couch. Shiu looked up from his phone, one leg crossed over the other.

“I’ll take you.” The room went quiet. You blinked. “…Really?” He shrugged casually. “If no one else wants to go, I’ll come.” Your face brightened immediately. “Seriously?” “Sure.” A huge smile spread across your face. “I owe you.” “You can buy me food.” “Done.” Before another word could be exchanged… “What’re you volunteering for?” Everyone turned.

Toji had been leaning against the doorway the whole time, arms crossed over his broad chest. He looked half-asleep, his expression as bored as ever. Shiu didn’t even glance over. “Taking her to the rave.” Toji clicked his tongue. “By yourself?” “Yeah.” “…Nah.” Shiu finally looked up. “What?” “I’m coming.” “You weren’t invited.” “I know.” Shiu sighed. “You don’t even like raves.” “I don’t.” “So why?” “‘Cause you’re going.” “You don’t trust me?”

“I trust you.” “…” “I don’t trust everyone else.” You looked between them. “So… we’re all going?” Toji shrugged. “Looks like it.” A grin immediately spread across your face. “This is going to be so fun.” Gojo stared at the three of you before shaking his head. “I almost feel bad for everyone else attending.”

✩࿐࿔

News traveled through Headquarters much faster than it should have. By the time evening rolled around, the woman currently staying in Toji’s dorm had already found him. She stood in the doorway with her arms crossed. “A rave?” Toji continued tying his boots. “Yeah.” “With her?” “Yeah.” She scoffed. “You’re seriously choosing to spend Saturday night with them?” He didn’t answer. She stepped closer. “You could stay here.” Her hand trailed up Toji’s large chest. Silence. “We could have our own fun.”

Nothing. She huffed loudly. “I don’t want you going.” Toji stood, grabbing his jacket from the chair. “You don’t get a vote.” Her face twisted with disbelief. “What?” “You heard me.” She frowned. “There are going to be girls all over you.” “I don’t care.” “They’ll flirt with you.” “I don’t care.” “What if someone flirts with her?” He opened the door. “Then they flirt.” She stared. “…You’re really leaving?” “Yep.” She reached for his arm. “You don’t have to go.” He gently pulled away. “I’m going.”

She looked genuinely offended now. “So you’re picking them over me?” Toji looked at her with the same unreadable expression he’d worn the entire conversation. “I’m going to a rave.” Nothing more. Nothing less. He stepped into the hallway, letting the door close behind him.

You happened to be walking past just in time to hear the raised voices. The door clicked shut behind Toji. He adjusted his jacket without a care in the world. You raised an eyebrow. “…Everything okay?” He looked at you. “Yeah.” You glanced toward the closed dorm room before rolling your eyes. “If she’s gonna make this a whole thing…” You shrugged. “…just let me know.” For the first time that evening, the corner of Toji’s mouth twitched into the faintest hint of a smirk. “I’ll be there.”

From farther down the hallway, Shiu watched the exchange with quiet amusement. He had a feeling Saturday was going to be a lot more interesting than any of you realized.

✩࿐࿔

Saturday finally arrived. You’d spent entirely too long getting ready. Music echoed through your room as you did your makeup, you wore a small leather bikini top with X stickers over your nipples underneath it. The top so small it barely covered anything. Small leather boy-shorts that were way too short. Fishnets already tore up from the last time you went to a rave. You had glitter already all over your body. Fluffy boots that went to right below your knees. You wore a fluffy cat hat that at the ends you could put your hands into it with paws. By the time you were finished, you couldn’t stop smiling at yourself in the mirror.

You gave yourself one last look. “Perfect.” The moment you walked downstairs, conversation came to a halt. Shiu was the first to react. He let out an approving whistle before laughing. “Hell yeah.” You spun once with a grin. “You like it?” “It’s a rave,” he said happily, “You’re supposed to have fun.” His own outfit fit the atmosphere surprisingly well. He wore a cropped black tee that showed a hint of his abs and v line, loose athletic shorts, bright neon green socks that reached halfway up his calves, and a pair of worn black Converse.

You pointed at him excitedly. “See! Someone understood the assignment.” Shiu smirked. “I came prepared.” Your eyes drifted toward Toji. “…Seriously?” He looked exactly the same as always. A plain black t-shirt. Black gym shorts. Regular black socks. Black Converse. It looked less like he was going to a rave and more like he was heading to the gym. You groaned dramatically.

“Oh, come on.” “What?” “You’re wearing that?” Toji looked down at himself. “…Yeah.” “You couldn’t have tried a little?” “No.” “You don’t have anything colorful?” “No.” “A chain? Tank top? Literally anything?” “No.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “Problem?” You sighed so dramatically that Shiu started laughing. “You’re hopeless.” While you complained, Toji’s gaze wandered. His eyes flickered from your face…to the glitter dusted across your shoulders. The chain resting against your waist. The bracelets stacked on your wrists.

Then… Realizing he’d been staring, he immediately looked away. Only for his eyes to drift back a few seconds later. Shiu noticed. Of course he noticed. He bit back a grin, looking between the two of you before chuckling quietly to himself. Interesting. Before he could tease Toji.. The sound of heels clicking against the floor echoed down the hallway. The woman staying in Toji’s dorm rounded the corner. The second she saw you…

“…What are you wearing?” You blinked. “My outfit?” “That isn’t an outfit.” “It kind of is.” Her eyes widened. “You can’t seriously be wearing that around my boyfriend.” Toji didn’t even look at her. He slipped his phone into his pocket. “I’m not your boyfriend, sweetheart.” The room went silent. Her mouth actually fell open. “W-What?” “I never said I was.” “But… I’ve bene staying here?” “Yeah.” “We’ve been sleeping together?” “Yeah.” “So we’re together!?” “No.”

He sounded so matter-of-fact that it almost made you laugh. She stared at him in disbelief. “So… what am I?” Toji shrugged. “You needed somewhere to stay.” Her face turned bright red. Shiu quietly covered his mouth, trying, and failing, not to laugh. You looked at him. He looked back. The two of you exchanged one long glance before simultaneously looking away, both fighting smiles.

Shiu finally cleared his throat. “So…” He held up his phone.“Our Uber’s two minutes away.” You immediately perked up.“Yes!” Grabbing your small crossbody bag, you hurried toward the front door. Toji followed after you without another word. Behind him, the woman called out one last time. “Toji!” He paused just long enough to glance over his shoulder. “What?” “You’ll regret this.” He gave a lazy shrug.

“Doubt it.” Then he walked out the front door. Outside, the warm evening air buzzed with excitement. You practically bounced on your toes as headlights pulled into the driveway. Toji’s eyes couldn’t help but watch your breasts bounce with each movement you made. You hurried toward the waiting Uber, Shiu close behind. Toji lingered for only a second before climbing in after the two of you.

The driver glanced into the rearview mirror. “Headed to the rave?” You beamed. “Their first one.” Shiu grinned. “Guess we’re making sure it’s a good one.” Toji leaned back in his seat with a quiet sigh. “…This is going to be a long night.” Neither of them noticed the smile tugging at the corners of your lips. You had a feeling it was going to be one none of you would forget.

The backseat was much smaller than you’d expected. Shiu climbed in from one side. Toji from the other. Which left you settling comfortably between them. The second the Uber pulled away from Headquarters, you leaned back into the seat with a content sigh. “…This is nice.” Neither man answered. There wasn’t much room to begin with, and with both of them built like absolute walls, your shoulders naturally rested against their upper arms.

You didn’t seem to think twice about it. You simply relaxed, letting yourself settle between them as the city lights streaked past the windows. A smile tugged at your lips. “I’ve seriously wanted to do this for so long.” Shiu glanced down at you. “Do what?” “Have someone with me that actually wanted to go” you said happily. Shiu smiled “Hell yeah, I love loud music so I might as well cross this off my bucket list” While the two of you talked, Toji stayed unusually quiet.

His broad arm remained where it rested against yours, warm through the thin fabric of his shirt. Every now and then the car hit a bump, causing your shoulder to bump lightly into his. You’d simply mumble a quiet, “Sorry,” before settling right back where you were. Toji didn’t move away. Neither did Shiu. Instead… Almost at the exact same time… Both men looked across you. Their eyes met. For a brief moment, neither of them said anything.

Shiu’s mouth slowly curled into an amused grin. He knew exactly what he was seeing. Toji’s expression remained unreadable. A silent conversation passed between them. Really? Shiu mouthed to Toji, What? He replied just as silently back. You’re staring. Shiu mouthed with a grin. Shut up. Toji mouthed back with narrow eyes. The corner of Shiu’s mouth twitched. He looked away first, hiding another laugh behind the back of his hand. You blinked between them.

“…What?” “Nothing,” Shiu answered a little too quickly. “You both looked at each other.” “We do that sometimes.” “Weird.” “You’ll get used to it.” You shrugged, accepting the explanation far easier than either man expected. “Okay.” As you turned your attention back to the passing lights outside the window, your head tipped back against the seat. Without realizing it, you relaxed even more. Your shoulders pressed just a little closer against both of them.

The movement was innocent. Comfortable. Natural. Shiu glanced down at the top of your head before smiling to himself. Toji stared out the window instead, jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. Neither one of them moved. Neither one of them wanted to be the first to pull away.

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The moment the three of you stepped through the entrance, your eyes practically sparkled. Music thundered through the air, the bass vibrating beneath your feet. Lasers swept across the crowd in every color imaginable while people danced beneath glowing lights. Everywhere you looked, strangers laughed together, traded kandi bracelets, and complimented each other’s outfits. You grabbed both men by the wrists. “Oh my god.” Shiu laughed. “There she goes.” “We have to do everything.” Toji sighed. “…Here we go.”

The first booth you spotted was selling rave clothes. You stopped dead in your tracks. “Nope.” Toji looked down at you. “What?” “You are not walking around looking like you’re headed to the gym.” “I am.” “No.” “Yes.” “No.” Five minutes later… Toji changed into a black-and-neon tie-dye cropped shirt. He stared at himself in complete disbelief. “Happy?” You clapped your hands together. “Much!” Shiu doubled over laughing.

“I’ve never seen you in a crop top.” “Enjoy it while it lasts.” “Oh, I am.” You proudly linked your arms with both of them. “Now you actually look like you’re here to have fun.” “I was having fun before.” “No, you weren’t.” “…Fair.” Not long after, you spotted another booth. “Oh!” Without warning, you dragged both of them over. “What now?” Toji asked.“Body paint!”

Before either of them could protest, the artist was already swirling bright neon paint across your forearm in glowing blues, pinks, and greens. You admired it with a huge smile. “So cool…” You looked at the two men expectantly. “Your turn.” Shiu held his arm out without hesitation. “Hit me.” A few minutes later, matching swirls wrapped around all three of your forearms.

You held everyone’s arms together. “We match!” Shiu smiled. Toji looked at the paint. “…It’s actually kind of cool.” “I knew you’d like it.” “I didn’t say that.” “You didn’t have to.” As you wandered deeper into the festival, people kept stopping you. “I love your outfit!” “Your makeup is so pretty!” “I love your bracelets!” One girl smiled brightly and held out her hands. “Kandi trade?” Your eyes widened. “Yes!”

You eagerly copied the handshake before exchanging bracelets. “This is their first rave!” You said as she looked at the two huge men towering behind you. “No way!” she gasped. “Welcome!” By the time she left, you’d gained three more bracelets. Another group waved you over. “Glitter?” “Oh, absolutely.” The woman dusted shimmering glitter across your shoulders and collarbone, adding a little to your cheeks before offering the same to Shiu.

He shrugged. “Why not?” A few swipes later, glitter sparkled across his face too. Blue glitter on his eyelids. You laughed.“It suits you.” “It better.” The artist looked toward Toji. “And you?” He immediately answered. “No.” You and Shiu looked at each other. Five minutes later… Tiny flecks of silver glitter shimmered across Toji’s cheekbones despite his earlier protest. He rubbed at them with an annoyed sigh. “I hate both of you.”

“No, you don’t,” you laughed. As you admired everyone’s new look, you spun happily beneath the colorful lights, bracelets clacking together on your wrists. “This is everything I imagined.” Shiu said as he watched your excitement with an easy smile. Toji stayed a step behind the two of you, hands tucked into his pockets. He watched you bounce from booth to booth, talking to complete strangers as if you’d known them for years.

Accepting bracelets. Thanking everyone who complimented you. Laughing so freely that people couldn’t help but smile back. He exhaled quietly through his nose. Unbelievable. You had enough energy for three people. And somehow… It was impossible to be annoyed by it. ~ As the evening wore on, the sky slowly melted from gold into deep shades of violet. The festival transformed with it.

The colorful decorations that had seemed almost ordinary during the day suddenly came alive beneath the darkness. Neon installations glowed from every direction, lasers cut across the sky, and the bass grew heavier with every passing song. You looked toward the massive stage. “They’re starting…” Shiu followed your gaze. “The headliner!” Your grin stretched from ear to ear. “Come on!” You grabbed both of their wrists and practically dragged them through the sea of people. The crowd grew denser with every step until there was nowhere else to go.

People pressed shoulder to shoulder, all facing the stage. Then, the lights went black. Thousands of people screamed. A heartbeat echoed through the speakers. Boom. Boom. Boom. A slow melody drifted over the crowd. Everyone swayed together. The DJ raised one hand. The music built. Higher. Louder. The bass vibrated through your chest. The anticipation made you laugh. “It’s coming!” Shiu chuckled. “I can tell!”

The buildup climbed impossibly higher before.. The beat dropped. The entire crowd erupted. Pyrotechnics burst into the air as strobe lights flashed in every direction. People jumped as one. You couldn’t help yourself. You threw your hands into the air, laughing as the music swallowed every other sound around you. “This is insane!” Shiu yelled over the music. Shiu was already moving beside you, laughing whenever you pulled him into the rhythm. His hands rested on your hips as you both danced happily together.

“I get the hype now!” “I told you!” “You were right!” A nearby group of girls noticed your excitement almost immediately. One of them pointed toward you with a grin. “You wanna dance?” You answered without hesitation. “Absolutely!” Within seconds, the strangers welcomed you into their circle as if you’d known each other all night. Their hands wandered over your own body as yours did the same. One of them traded another kandi bracelet onto your wrist.

Another spun you beneath the flashing lights. Soon Shiu wandered over too, laughing as they pulled him into the group. “You dance?” one girl shouted. “A little!” “Liar!” “I am!” His terrible attempt at matching everyone’s moves made the whole circle burst into laughter. Even you had to grab onto his shoulder to steady yourself from laughing so hard. “You look ridiculous!” “I know!” “Keep doing it!” “You’re evil!” He said before one of the girls pulled him in for a kiss. His eyes widened before he kissed her back. You laughed and continued dancing with the other girls.

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Meanwhile… Toji stood a few feet away. Hands buried inside the pockets of his shorts. Watching. The lights painted shifting colors across his face, purple, blue, pink, red. His expression never changed. A girl wandered over, smiling brightly. “Hey.” He glanced at her. “You look bored!” “…” “Wanna dance?” “No.” She laughed, assuming he was joking. “Oh, come on!” “I’m good.” She reached for his hand. He casually stepped back. “I’m not dancing.” “Oh…” She smiled awkwardly. “My baddddd!” She said with a smile, disappearing back into the crowd.

Not even a minute later… Another girl tried. “You here alone?” “No.” She looked around. “Then where’s your group?” Toji’s eyes instinctively drifted toward you. You danced with a girl while Shiu practically humped her friend. “There.” The girl followed his gaze. “Oh…” She smiled politely. “Have fun!” “You too.” She walked away without another word. Toji let out a quiet sigh.

For someone who claimed he didn’t even want to come… His eyes kept finding you. Every few seconds. Without fail. You were impossible to lose in the crowd. Not because of your outfit. Not because of the glitter dusting your shoulders. Not even because of the colorful bracelets covering nearly both forearms. It was your smile. Bright. Carefree. Completely genuine. He watched as another burst of laughter escaped you, your head tipping back beneath the flashing lights.

Unbelievable… He’d never seen you look this happy. And despite himself… The corner of his mouth almost lifted into a smile before he caught it. From the middle of the dancing crowd, Shiu noticed. He didn’t say anything. He simply smiled to himself. A guy approached all of you and held out a small blue pill in a little baggy. He had a bunch of them. You all cheered and took it, you well aware of what it was. Shiu trusted you and took one, you grabbed an extra and came over to Toji.

“Hell no” he said. You opened it and waved it over his mouth. The night taking over your body completely you still danced without noticing. “Come on loser! Have fun! This is the only night we will probably ever have together!” You said over the music. He sighed and took the small pill, swallowing it you jumped with excitement. “What even was that?” “Don’t worry about it! You’ll realize!” You said as Shiu came up with little candies. “Edibles!” He said loud. You all took one of those as well. You and Shiu danced together, his hands eventually started to roam around your body with the music. He lifted you up a few times into the air and you laughed loudly. Toji started to feel more calm, the music almost feeling like it was in his body. You grabbed his hand and Shiu’s. Dancing with both of them.

You turned around and let Shiu pull you onto his groin. You both danced quickly, pushing into one another as he grew an erection. You pulled Toji close to you and at first he seemed very uninterested. Your hands came underneath his crop top and touched his abs. Rubbing up his chest. The music got louder and more fast paced. He looked around and realized everyone was focused on the music. No one was focused on how crazy they looked or if tonight would cost them years off their life. A smile finally came to his face. He stepped forward, Shiu noticed and helped him find his place between you three. You danced between them, your body pushing against Shiu’s erection while your front side pushed against Toji’s.

Toji realized at the same time as Shiu that they both got a serious wave of arousal. Needing release, they realized what the pill was. Viagra. The edible fully hitting and their erections almost hurting made them grab onto you like food. You laughed and let them. Enjoying the feeling of two big men all over you. Shiu grabbed your chin from behind and turned your head toward him, his lips finding yours. Your tongue shoved down his throat as you felt your own body ache for an orgasm. You felt Toji’s lips find your neck. You reached back and grabbed Shiu’s hair while your other hand held Toji’s head as he sucked your neck.

Shiu’s tongue swirled with yours and he kissed you sloppily. Biting your lip as you moved your head back. You grabbed Toji’s face and kissed him. His mouth opening quickly and your tongue shoving into his mouth. Shiu bit your neck and licked it, holding your hair back as he did so. The lights flashed quickly while your own shut tightly. You quickly moved to the side, pushing Toji and Shiu’s faces closer. They hesitated before kissing eachother, smiling into the kiss their tongues found eachothers. Your mouth dropped, not actually expecting them to do this. They kissed inches away from your own face. Both of their bodies against you and their hands gripping you. Then they both turned toward you, their lips coming to each side of your neck. You smiled and shut your eyes.

✩࿐࿔

Quickly you grabbed their hands, leading them out of the crowd you found a larger porta potty near a food stand. You swung it open, it was actually clean, new. Thank God. You all three went in quickly. The music still vibrating the floor. The door shut and Toji locked it. Shiu kissed you as you backed farther into the small space. The smell of bleach hit all your noses. Toji picked you up swiftly from behind and Shiu took off your shorts. He set you back down and you felt him reach in between your legs. He ripped your stockings and created a hole. You didn’t have underwear on, feeling cold air hit your drenched folds.

Shiu pulled down his pants quickly and a large cock sprung out. Extremely hard and throbbing. Pre cum spewing out as it swung in the air. You leaned down and licked his tip, your other hand reaching for his shaft. He let out a moan and his back hit the side of the porta potty. Behind you, Toji pulled his own pants down. Positioning himself with you he lifted your hips and helped you arch your back. Your entrance was already soaking wet, dripping down your thighs. He shoved into you. Your eyes opened wide feeling how long and thick he was. The moan you let out vibrating Shiu’s cock. “Fuck~” Toji said making Shiu look up at him. They made eye contact and then quickly looked away back down at you. Toji started to thrust into you, your head now bobbing freely from the movement as Shiu’s cock slid down your throat. You realized Toji’s thrusts did the work for you.

You simply shut your eyes and let Toji fuck you while Shiu face fucked you. You moaned, causing more arousal for Shiu’s cock and Toji’s ears. They both moaned loud with you. Though the music outside made your voices quiet. Toji’s head leaned back and he hit the other side of the lofts potty. His hips found a good rhythm with you, your body moving backs and forth while you pleased both of them. Shiu held your hair in a loose bun, trying to help you feel as comfortable as you could in this position. This moment felt like the three of you almost went rabid.

All of you started to sweat, the porta potty moved a few times if Toji thrusted too hard or if Shiu threw his head back. “Fuck! Gunna c-cum~” Shiu said loud, “Hold it~” Toji groaned quick while speeding up. Shiu started to whimper loud. His hands gripping your hair tight, knuckles turning white. “Almost- there-“ Toji said out-loud between his own hard thrusts. You moaned loud feeling Toji ram into you even harder than before. “O-oh f-fuck” Toji said with a small whimper. “Now S-shiu oh fuck~” he moaned out. You heard them both moan loud. Hot liquid shot down your throat fast, you swallowed while feeling another warm liquid shoot inside of your walls.

His pace slowed and you felt Toji pull out a few moments later. Breathing heavy, his cum started to drip out of you. “Fuck I filled you up” he said while seeing it drip out. Your back finally released its arch and you felt Shiu’s cock leave your mouth. “God you can use that mouth” Shiu added on just as breathless as Toji. You swallowed and caught your breath. Your knees feeling like they would give out. You stood up slowly and your vision was blurry. Seeing Shiu pull back up his pants, you felt Toji grab your face and turn you around. “You alright baby?” He asked while brushing away any hair on your face. You pouted but nodded your head. Your eyelashes wet and makeup smeared.

“Fuck I’m already getting hard again” Shiu said while you both turned your attention to him. Toji looked down at himself and realized he was as well. They both looked at you now, you took a deep breath and got down on your knees. Both of their cocks almost fully erect again came into view. You spat into your hand and pumped Shiu’s while you let Toji’s glide into your mouth. At one point, you pumped both of them and caught your breath. Drool going down your chin while it covered both of their cocks.

Your eyes fluttered open and you looked up, Shiu and Toji both kissed each-other, you watched for a moment. Shiu’s tongue swirled with Toji’s almost shyly. Both of their sharp jawlines pointing out from the view you were at. Their eyes were shut softly, the glitter on their faces sparkling. You smiled at the sight, focusing back on their erections. Jacking them both off and sucking them till they came on your face and in your mouth.

✩࿐࿔

The three of you finally made it outside just as the last set started. The night air felt cool against your warm skin. Your glitter was smeared, several bracelets had found new owners, and your feet ached from hours of dancing. An hour later you all walked slowly, passing by the porta potty that none of you wanted to speak about. The high wearing off and the Viagra still lingering in your systems. “…I can’t believe it’s over already,” you sighed. Shiu stretched his arms over his head with a groan. “My legs are going to hate me tomorrow.” “You were the one trying to out-dance everyone.” “I was winning.”

“You absolutely were not.” Toji let out a quiet scoff. “You both looked ridiculous.” You bumped his shoulder. “You smiled.” “I did not.” “You definitely did.” Shiu laughed. “I saw it too.” Toji rolled his eyes, but neither of you missed the faint twitch at the corner of his mouth. The Uber arrived a few minutes later. This time, no one spoke as you climbed into the backseat.

You settled into the middle out of habit. Shiu took the window on your left. Toji the one on your right. The driver glanced into the mirror. “Long night?” “The best,” you answered with a tired smile. He chuckled. “I can tell.” As the car pulled away from the venue, the city lights drifted past the windows in streaks of gold and white. The adrenaline that had carried you through the night finally began to fade.

You leaned back into the seat with a quiet sigh. “My feet…” “Told you,” Toji muttered. “Worth it.” “…Yeah.” It was the first time all night he’d admitted that. You turned your head toward him with a sleepy grin. “So you had fun.” “I didn’t say that.” “You just did.” “I didn’t.” Shiu snorted. “You basically wrote it in the sky.” Toji shot him a look. “You talk too much.” “I know.” Silence settled over the car again.

Not uncomfortable. Just… different. The kind that came after sharing an unforgettable night. Without really thinking about it, your head slowly tipped to one side until it rested against Shiu’s shoulder. He glanced down. “You good?” “Mhm…” A minute later, another bump in the road made you shift again, your other shoulder brushing against Toji’s arm. Your eyes were already half closed. “I’m so tired…” “We noticed,” Shiu said softly.

Another few minutes passed. Neither man moved. Neither wanted to wake you. Toji’s hand came to rest on your inner thigh. The driver smiled faintly when he noticed in the mirror. “Looks like someone danced until they dropped.” Shiu looked out the window. “Something like that” He smiled. Toji remained quiet. His gaze lingered on the colorful bracelets stacked along your wrists, little reminders of every stranger who’d welcomed you into the crowd that night.

Eventually, he spoke, almost too quietly to hear. “…If another one’s in town…” Shiu looked over. “…We could go again.” You didn’t answer. You were already asleep between them. Shiu’s smile widened. He looked at over at Toji, his eyes flickered down to Toji’s lips. “I’ll tell her you volunteered when she wakes up.” “I didn’t volunteer.” “Sure.” Toji looked out the window again, unable to hide the small smile that finally stayed on his face.

Somewhere along the drive home, you stirred. The steady hum of the tires against the road and the faint music playing through the driver’s speakers slowly pulled you awake. You blinked a few times, still groggy. The neon glow from passing streetlights washed over the inside of the car before disappearing just as quickly. “…Mm…” Shiu looked down. “Look who’s alive.” You smiled sleepily. “I wasn’t asleep.” “You were snoring.” “I do not snore.” Toji huffed out the smallest laugh. “You do.”

You gasped dramatically. “Traitors.” Still half-awake, you rubbed your eyes before looking toward Toji. “…What are you gonna tell that girl?” He didn’t even hesitate. “Don’t worry about it.” “But-” “I’ll handle it.” His answer was calm, confident, and left little room for argument. You studied him for a second before simply nodding. “…Okay.” Shiu leaned forward slightly, resting an elbow against the door. “Oh.” He grinned over at you. “I forgot to tell you.” “What?” “He volunteered to come next time.” Your head immediately whipped toward Toji. “You did?”

“I didn’t volunteer.” Shiu laughed. “You literally said, ‘We could go again.’” “I don’t remember saying that.” “You absolutely did.” You couldn’t help but smile. “So… you had fun.” Toji looked out the window, trying to hide the amused look creeping onto his face. “…Maybe.” You reached over and slipped your hand into his. His fingers instinctively closed around yours. There wasn’t even a moment of hesitation. Your heart warmed.

Then your other hand searched across the seat until it found Shiu’s. He chuckled as your fingers intertwined with his too. “Well,” Shiu said, glancing between the two of you, “I think we should start doing this more often.” Toji let out a quiet laugh. “…Could.” “I’d love that,” you said with a content sigh. “But…” You looked between both of them with a mischievous smile. “…Maybe not in a porta potty next time.” For a split second… Silence. Then Shiu burst into laughter. Toji covered part of his face with one hand, shaking his head. “Yeah…” “…I’d prefer literally anywhere else.”

The Uber driver, who’d been politely minding his own business the entire ride, caught the exchange through the rearview mirror. His eyebrows lifted ever so slightly. “…Sounds like you three had one hell of a night.” The three of you exchanged quick glances. Shiu was the first to answer. “…You could say that.” The driver laughed to himself. “Well, whatever happened, at least you all made it back in one piece.” You smiled, squeezing both of their hands. “Definitely a night to remember.” Neither man disagreed.

Outside, the first hints of dawn began to creep over the horizon as the car continued toward Headquarters, the city finally growing quiet after a night that had changed more than any of you were willing to admit.

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Now the question that stands is will Toji and Shiu ever admit they kissed eachother after this? Probably not. 😭

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art by: mochikuyo (x)

just thinking about frat!gojo and nerd!gojo who suggested a threesome but desperately need to learn how to share, their fingers and hands clambering and clawing at each other whilst trying to touch you.

frat!jo who's laid down, hands gripping on your thighs as he rocks you back and forth against his waiting mouth, his tongue thrusting in and out of your wet soppy cunt. his hair is messy, your hands tangled in his white locks as it sticks to his forehead. his tongue flattens against you swiping and swirling as his eyes flutter shut, letting out muffled groans and moans against you.

you continue slowly moving your hips, your brain foggy before nerd!jo brings you back to reality by kissing you. his lips pink and swollen as he cups your jaw with a shaky hand. he tilts his head deepening the kiss, his hand over yours as you slowly jerk him off. his face is flushed and pink, his white eyelashes dampening against his face.

his tip drips with pre, wetting the inside of your palm as his glasses start to slant on his face, threatening to fall off. he lets out a loud huff, his eyebrows furrowed as he thrusts into your hand. he slightly dribbles as he curses out your name in short breaths, his hair wet and damp as you continue to work him over.

frat!jo noticing your lack in movement, takes advantage of your distraction, his hands gripping harder onto your thighs as he fucks you deeper with his tongue, his mouth suckling on your clit as he groans. he cants his hips up, begging for release as he thrusts upward, his heart racing and eyebrows furrowing in pleasure.

your head leans back as you moan, your lips swollen and caught inbetween your teeth as you continue to ride frat!jo's face, your hand going limp against nerd!jo's flushed cock. nerd!jo ruts against your palm, his spare hand fumbling to fix his foggy glasses as he whines out small pleas. his cock throbbing and begging for you to touch him again whilst frat!jo groans in annoyance at the sound of his voice.

you shut your eyes in annoyance before nerd!jo surges forwards, pulling you into another sloppy wet kiss whilst frat!jo resumes his movements working your cunt over and over.

you know that they'll never learn to share, but at least you get reap the benefits of their rivalry.

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Date alluring pussy

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❀ °。Day 3: Threesome

(𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒙 𝑯𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒕𝒆)

Poor Hayate just wants to get some sleep. He’s ill, you know. Unfortunately for him, the ANBU barracks are occupied.

🍃 cw: explicit sexual content, Fem!Reader, threesomes (MMF), PIV, anal, pity fuck, voyerurism, brief cuckolding, virginity kink, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, light dom/sub dynamics

🍃 wc: 3.5k

🍃 soundtrack: Ain't No Fun (If the Homies Can't Have None)

Thank you to @genmaweek2026 for hosting this event (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓:

The ANBU barracks were almost always empty. 

They saw maybe four shinobi a month. Only the poor, desperate bastards too wrung out from a mission to drag themselves home used them. Most pushed through on stubbornness alone, minds fixed on their own beds, their own blankets, anything but the thin, crusty cots waiting in the barracks. 

Tonight, however, the barracks had already reached half their usual monthly occupancy.

Unfortunately, it was the exact two degenerate bastards responsible for leaving the cots crusty in the first place.

You were bent over on one, bare tits pressed against the thin blanket, ass in the air as Genma pounded into you from behind. One of his hands gripped your hip hard enough to bruise, the other tangled in your hair, pulling your head back so he could growl filthy praise against your ear.

“Fuck, baby. Taking me like this in the barracks… dirty girl.” He punctuated it with a sharp smack to your ass, watching it bounce with open appreciation. “Damn!”

Your moan ricocheted off the concrete walls when he slammed back into you, his thick cock stretching you open with every deep thrust. The wet slap of his hips against your ass filled the room, its sparse furnishings doing absolutely nothing to dampen the echoes.

Genma’s senbon remained clenched between his teeth, glinting beneath the low light as he grinned. “Yeahhh,” he drawled. “Just like that.”

You were right on the edge, pussy fluttering around him, when the barracks door swung open.

Hayate Gekkō stepped inside, already mid-cough.

He froze instantly, dark eyes wide as he took in the scene: you, glancing over your shoulder in pure panic, hurriedly pushing your upper body onto your forearms, tits jiggling. Genma, on the other hand, had zero reaction other than slowing his thrusts to a lazy, deep grind, keeping you pinned in place with a hand on the small of your back. 

“Oh, Hayate. ‘Sup, man?”

You gawked at him over your shoulder, brows twitching. Your pussy was busted wide open for Hayate to see. Hell, even your asshole was winking at him, and Genma’s reaction was… ‘Sup?! There was zero point in covering yourself now. Hayate had already seen all there was to see. 

Thankfully, he was somehow even more mortified than you were. His pallid face flooded scarlet, his gaze snapping toward an old bloodstain on the floor with such determination that it suddenly appeared to be the most fascinating thing he had ever encountered.

“I—shit, I’m sorry,” he stammered between wheezing breaths. “I thought no one was in here. Never mind. I’ll leave. Right now. I didn’t—I didn’t see anything.”

He turned and fumbled for the door. Genma’s low chuckle stopped him. “C’mon, Hayate. Don’t be a fucking prude.”

You squawked indignantly. “Genma, what the fu—”

Genma leaned over you, lips grazing the shell of your ear. He had stopped thrusting, though his cock remained buried inside you, keeping you full while he murmured, “Poor guy’s a virgin, y’know. Gets no play whatsoever.”

Hayate made a strangled noise near the door.

“Besides,” Genma continued, sounding entirely too entertained, “you look so pretty like this. What’s the harm in at least letting him watch?”

Your mouth fell open.

Hayate’s mortification somehow deepened. “I couldn’t possibly… I’m sorry, I’ll just—” He reached for the door again, doing his best not to look at you.

You glanced back at him, biting your lip. Despite everything, he was still trying to be respectful. Sweet, even, with his flushed face and hunched shoulders, coughing through his desperate attempt to retreat before he embarrassed the both of you any further. 

It was true that Hayate never got much attention. You had witnessed it plenty of times. Most women hardly noticed him when Genma was nearby, monopolizing every pair of eyes in the room. Even when someone did show interest, Hayate could barely make it through three words without nerves sending him into a coughing fit.

You, however, had always found him cute.

…In a sickly, haunted sort of way.

Not feeble, certainly. Hayate was still a tokubetsu jonin and an ANBU operative. Whatever his illness was, he remained formidable enough to survive work that killed healthier men. And suddenly, curiosity began to prickle beneath your embarrassment. A man who looked so fragile but fought so viciously… what would he be like in bed? Had he truly never fucked anyone before?

A fresh coughing fit seized him as he tugged at the door, and an even more alarming thought struck you.

What if he died a virgin?

“Wait.” The words slipped out before you could reconsider them. Hayate went still, slowly lifting his wide, dark-circled gaze to yours. For once in his life, Genma stayed silent, curiosity bright in his eyes. Swallowing, you sank deliberately back into your arch, moaning as you felt Genma shift inside you. “Stay,” you breathed. “Don’t you wanna watch?”

Hayate stared. His shoulders remained tense, his face burning as his gaze betrayed him, shifting to the place where Genma’s cock disappeared inside you, then dragged slowly upward over your arched body until it reached your parted lips.

The bulge beneath his pants was impossible to miss.

Behind you, Genma’s mouth curled into a smirk. “You heard the lady. Pull up a chair.”

Hayate remained frozen for another long second, chest rising and falling so rapidly that you began to wonder whether inviting him to stay might genuinely kill him. 

“This… this is insane,” he whispered. Still, he took one tentative step closer, then another, until he lowered himself into the rickety chair a few feet from the cot. His long fingers dug into his own thighs like he was physically restraining himself.

Genma began moving again. 

His hips rolled against yours, dragging his cock slowly along your walls. The first thrust drew a helpless sound from your throat. The second made your fingers curl into the blanket.

At first, Hayate’s gaze stayed stubbornly fixed on your face. Then it slipped lower, following the movement of your body beneath Genma’s hands. His eyes lingered on the flex of your thighs, the bounce of your breasts, the place where Genma vanished into you with every measured stroke.

You could feel him watching.

Each time Genma drove forward, you found yourself wondering what Hayate could see from the chair. How much of you was hidden by the angle. Whether he was imagining himself in Genma’s place.

Genma noticed too.

“Look at him, baby,” he murmured, slowing until every inch of his cock dragged visibly in and out of you. “Trying so hard to be polite.”

Hayate’s fingers tightened against his thighs.

Genma grinned around his senbon. “He’s never seen a real pussy before. Bet he’s dying to know how you feel.”

You’d never seen a face so red before. Somehow, Hayate’s flush only deepened as Genma picked up his pace, drawing each thrust out until only the tip remained inside you before driving back in hard.

Genma was putting on a fucking show. You couldn’t blame him—you wanted to perform, too. 

Biting your lip, you pushed back to meet Genma’s next thrust, letting your moan spill freely into the room. “Then let him see better.”

Something flashed in Genma’s eyes. He chuckled, low and dark. With a wet sound, he pulled out, and you whined at the sudden emptiness. He caught you around the waist, flipped you onto your back, and spread your legs wide, pressing your knees toward your chest until your dripping cunt was fully exposed. 

Hayate inhaled sharply.

“Come closer,” Genma told him, voice laced with amusement. “She doesn’t bite.” His grin widened around the senbon. “Unless you ask nicely.”

Hayate’s gaze darted helplessly between your face and your spread thighs. Slowly, he scooted closer, stopping close enough that you could see sweat glistening along his pale brow. His cock strained painfully against his pants, a darkened spot forming over the tip.

Genma slid back inside you in one smooth thrust, drawing a loud whine from your throat. He set a steady pace, fucking you deep while Hayate watched every inch disappear and reappear, shiny with your slick. You were burning up, lingering embarrassment and arousal twisting together. 

Hayate looked at you as though he could scarcely believe he had been permitted to stay, much less allowed to sit inches away and watch as Genma split you open. His wide, dark-circled eyes tracked every movement. Every flex of Genma’s hips. Every tremor that passed through your thighs. 

It made you bolder. Your back arched off of the bed, deliberately pushing yourself farther onto Genma’s cock. 

“Fuck… she’s so tight,” Genma groaned, mostly for Hayate’s benefit. “Clenches every time I hit that spot right here—” He angled his hips and drove into you hard enough to make you cry out.

Hayate whimpered. One hand drifted toward the bulge in his pants before stopping midway, fingers curling uncertainly. A broken cough escaped him. You reached out and brushed your fingertips over his wrist.

“You can touch yourself,” you coaxed sweetly, breathless beneath Genma’s thrusts. 

You watched as he processed your words, pale face burning an even deeper shade of red. For an instant, he looked perilously close to fainting. Then, with shaky hands, he fumbled with his pants, shoving them down just far enough for his cock to spring free against his stomach.

It was… cute.

That was the first word that entered your mind, even though you knew he’d probably die of embarrassment if you said it out loud. It was a respectable size, enough to make your cunt clench in anticipation, but the way it curved upward from its dark nest of hair, the tip all flushed red and weeping… it was endearing, okay?

You felt Genma’s rhythm falter. A single betraying stutter of his hips, followed by the way he throbbed inside of you. Attention snapping toward him, you found Genma staring, chestnut eyes heavy and intent, fixed on the sight of Hayate’s cock twitching in the open air. Interesting.

His cock throbbed hard inside you.

Very interesting.

Hayate wrapped a tentative hand around himself and gave one shy stroke. His thumb swept over the leaking head, spreading the wetness, and he bit down on a soft whimper. 

Genma resumed fucking you. He gripped your thigh and tried valiantly to keep his eyes on your body, but his attention continued slipping sideways. Again and again, his gaze returned to Hayate’s fist, to the upward curve of his cock. You noticed every stolen glance, a slow smile spreading over your face.

“Hayate,” you cooed. “Do you want a turn?”

His hand stopped midway down his shaft, eyes wide as they flew to yours. “N-no!” he stammered immediately, voice cracking. Another cough rattled through him. “You and Genma are… I mean, I couldn’t—I shouldn’t—this is already too much—”

Genma buried himself deep inside you and released a low, delighted chuckle. 

“Fuck, baby. Look at you being generous.” He leaned over and kissed you messily, tucking the senbon behind his ear so his tongue could slide against yours. When he pulled away, his grin had returned, wicked and far too pleased. “That’s my girl.”

He looked toward Hayate without withdrawing from you.

“C’mon. I’m not jealous.” The warmth in his voice made your suspicion sharpen. “What kind of friend would I be if I kept a pussy this perfect all to myself?” Hayate’s cock twitched helplessly in his hand. Genma noticed. Of course he did. “She wants you,” he continued, voice dropping into a coaxing murmur. “Look how wet she is just thinking about it.”

Hayate looked at you, visibly torn between shame and desire.

You touched his wrist again. “Do you want me?” you asked softly.

His lips parted. “Yes,” he breathed, nearly inaudible. “S–so bad…”

Smiling, your fingers curled around his wrist. “Come here, then.”

Genma pulled out of you slowly, leaving you clenching around nothing, and slid off of the cot. He stepped behind Hayate. 

“Shirt off,” he ordered gently, already tugging the fabric up. Hayate lifted his arms obediently, letting Genma pull the shirt over his head and toss it aside. Genma’s hands immediately found his waist, sliding over pale skin, thumbs stroking along his ribs. Hayate shivered under the touch.

“She’s nice and ready for you,” Genma murmured, guiding him closer. “Want help?” 

Hayate released a shaky breath and nodded, looking down at your glistening pussy with a mix of pure awe and anxiety. One of Genma’s hands stayed on Hayate’s hip, steadying him. The other wrapped around Hayate’s cock, giving it one slow stroke that made him jolt, hard.

“G–Genma—?!”

“Relax.” Genma said, almost tenderly, giving him another. “I’ve got you.”

His voice had gone rough around the edges, and suddenly, your suspicion settled into realization. This wasn’t mere generosity—no, Genma wanted him. Badly. 

He lined Hayate’s cock up himself, rubbing the flushed head up and down your slick folds before notching it at your entrance. “There. Now push in. She can take it.”

Hayate whimpered, hips jerking forward instinctively. The head of his cock slipped inside you, and both of you moaned. Genma’s hand stayed on his cock for another moment, guiding him deeper, until Hayate was fully sheathed inside you. He threw his head back and groaned, eyes fluttering shut.

“S–she feels…” His voice dissolved into a hoarse moan. 

“Good?” You offered. He nodded, whimpering. Grinning, you whispered in his ear, “Then fuck me, Hayate.”

Genma stayed right behind him, hands roaming over Hayate’s back and hips, pressing encouraging little kisses to his shoulder while his best friend started fucking you with slow, experimental strokes.

“Better than all those nights you jerked off imagining someone like her, hm?” Genma teased softly. 

Hayate’s rhythm faltered, embarrassed. “Y–yes, so much better—” he broke off with a whine, hips already beginning to stutter. 

Genma sucked a breath through his teeth as he watched. His cock stood rigid against his stomach, flushed and slick from fucking you, twitching each time Hayate drove forward. You caught his gaze and grinned. 

“Touch him, Genma,” you whispered. “Touch him while he’s inside me.”

His eyes flashed with dark heat. “Yeah? You want that, baby?”

The smugness in your expression answered for you. Yes… but the two of you knew perfectly well which one of you wanted it more.

One of his hands slid down Hayate’s back, over the curve of his ass, while the other dipped between your bodies. Genma gathered your slick straight from where Hayate’s cock was stretching you open, coating his fingers. Hayate let out a whimper at the feeling of Genma’s fingers brushing against his shaft.

Then Genma pressed a slick finger against Hayate’s hole.

“F–fuck—!” Hayate’s hips jerked hard, burying himself deeper inside you as Genma slowly pushed the finger in. Hayate’s whole body trembled, his cock twitching wildly inside your pussy. He looked like he was already about to bust, eyes wide and glassy, mouth open in a silent moan.

“Hold on a little longer,” Genma growled softly against Hayate’s ear, voice rough with arousal. “I want to fuck you first. You can do that for me, right?”

Hayate nodded frantically, but he was clearly struggling, shallow little thrusts turning erratic as Genma worked a second finger into him, stretching him open with your own wetness. He was surprisingly gentle, kissing the back of his neck and murmuring filthy praise. “That’s it. Take my finger while you’re balls-deep in her. You’re doing so good.”

Genma didn’t make him wait long. He pulled his fingers out, lined up his thick cock, and pushed in slowly. The sound Hayate made was pure sin—half-cough, half-sob of overwhelming pleasure as Genma sank into him inch by inch. The pressure forced Hayate even deeper inside you, and all three of you cried out. 

Genma’s hands locked around Hayate’s hips, drawing him backward onto his cock before pushing him forward into your dripping pussy. Each thrust passed through Hayate and into you, turning his body into the trembling link between yours.

It was Genma fucking you through him.

The thought alone was so fucking hot you couldn’t stand it.

You reached down immediately, fingers finding your swollen clit and rubbing tight circles as you watched them move together. Genma’s face had gone taut with concentration, chest glistening with sweat. Hayate was already falling apart, every sound punched from him by the force of Genma’s hips. 

The room filled with the filthy sounds of wet skin slapping, desperate whimpers, and the scrape of the cot against the floor. 

Hayate was falling apart fast.

“G–Genma—ah—I’m—I can’t—it feels too good, I’m gonna—I don’t know where to cum, I—” he babbled, voice cracking between coughs and broken moans. Tears of overwhelming pleasure pricked at the corners of his eyes. “Please—I’m so close—”

“Cum in her,” Genma grunted, voice gruff and commanding as he kept pounding into Hayate’s ass. “Fill her up. She wants it. Don’t you, baby?”

“Mm,” you gasped, rubbing your clit faster. “So bad. Cum in me, Hayate.”

That was all it took. Hayate let out a wrecked sob and buried himself as deep as he could, cock pulsing hard as he came. Thick, hot spurts flooded your pussy, pushing you right over the edge with him. Your back arched from the cot as your walls clenched rhythmically around his cock, milking every drop while pleasure tore through you.

Behind him, Genma swore.

He was panting now, jaw clenched, barely hanging on as he felt Hayate’s ass tighten around him. With a strained growl, he withdrew, catching Hayate around the waist and forcing him to the floor. You were next, manhandled right off of the cot. 

“On your knees,” Genma ordered roughly. “Both of you.” 

You knelt side by side. Hayate sagged against your shoulder, trembling and dazed, while Genma stood before you with one hand wrapped around his thick, glistening cock. His chestnut eyes moved between your faces. He stroked himself once, then twice, before his head tipped back with a deep groan. 

Hot ropes of cum painted you both, streaking across your lips and cheek before splattering Hayate’s flushed face. Some struck the corner of his mouth, and his lips parted instinctively.

Genma shuddered at the sight.

He milked the final drops from his cock, breathing hard, senbon back between his teeth as he looked down at the mess he’d made of his best friend and his girl.

“Fuck… so perfect,” he murmured, voice low and satisfied, thumb brushing a streak of cum from your bottom lip and pushing it into your mouth. You gazed up at him slyly from your knees, licking his thumb clean. 

Hayate was still trembling, face flushed and eyes dazed, but he slumped into your side slightly, like he couldn’t quite believe what had just happened.

You turned to him with a soft, affectionate smile. Cupping his flushed cheek, you captured his trembling lips in a slow, deep kiss. He whimpered into your mouth, still overwhelmed, as you licked the thick splatters of Genma’s cum from his cheek and the corner of his lips, savoring the salty bitterness. Hayate melted against you, his breath hitching with every swipe of your tongue.

Genma watched in awed silence. A crooked, affectionate grin slowly spread across his face as he shook his head, senbon glinting between his teeth.

“Shit, you two,” he muttered. “Right from a wet dream, I swear…” 

Scooping you up effortlessly in his strong arms, Genma laid you carefully back down on the cot. Hayate stayed on his knees, watching with wide eyes as Genma settled between your spread thighs, running his hands up your legs. 

“Got a little distracted tonight, didn’t I?” he murmured, pressing a kiss just above your knee. “Made my pretty girl get herself off while I was busy fucking my best friend. Not very fair, is it?”

You shivered as he leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over your sensitive cunt. Hayate’s cum continued to drip from you, mixing with your own slick and trailing toward the blanket. Genma watched it with dark, hungry eyes.

“Since you’ve been such a good girl…” His hands tightened gently around your thighs. “I’m gonna clean you up properly.”

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None of you noticed that the barracks door had never fully latched.

It stood ajar by a few inches—just enough for the two figures standing in the hallway to have seen everything.

Kakashi and Tenzo were both frozen in place. Kakashi’s visible eye was wide, his mask slightly askew from just how long his jaw had been slack. Tenzo had gone permanently bright red from his neck to the tips of his ears. But the prominent bulges straining against the front of their pants made it very clear they weren’t exactly complaining about their discovery of the culprits behind the crusty barracks cots.

Tenzo finally managed to speak, voice hoarse and barely above a whisper. “…You think they’ll let us join for round two?”

Kakashi didn’t answer right away. He just kept staring, throat working as he swallowed hard.

Then, very quietly, he muttered, “I’m not above begging.”

Day 1: Squirting

Day 7: Cowgirl