ᨳଓ . SUPPORT SYSTEM ⁀➴ when they accidentally consume aphrodisiac and you’re the sole person present to help while they pass you around easing the desperate bulge in their pants.
contains toji, satoru, nanami and suguru. smut. groupsex. rough sex. face fucking. throat fucking. double penetration. multitple creampies. spit. drool. continuous stimulation. objectification. being passed around. this is just pure smut.
you and the other four were already snarling venom at each other over that grime-caked storage crate deep in the basement archive’s when the sealing talisman finally split open.
thick filthy pink mist sibilated out of the cracked vial in a wet hot rush, flooding the cramped space and coating every exposed inch of skin before any of you could slap up a barrier.
the haze clung sticky and invasive, sliding down collarbones and seeping each others under clothes, turning the air into heavy and obscenely intimate as it forced its way into every gasping mouth.
satoru’s six eyes blazed the instant those filthy particles kissed the air, the white hot flare of them cutting through the pink haze like knives through wet silk.
“that’s no leftover residue… that’s pure desire-type. ancient. thick as sin. denser than anything we’ve scraped off a modern curse.”
the pink mist was already flooding your lungs, sticky and invasive, sliding down every throat in a cloying rush that clung to the insides of mouths and coated tongues with a sweet-filthy aftertaste.
it sank deeper, worming into bloodstreams, heating skin from the inside out until every pulse point throbbed.
suguru buckled first, one palm cracking hard against the damp wall for balance, breath already turning ragged.
“vessel of unending appetite… i’ve studied this exact filth in the restricted archives, pre-meiji curse-user who forged raw sexual craving into cursed-energy amplification so perfect it could keep a body running on pure lust for days. the particles latch onto your own energy network like greedy mouths and force a relentless high-pressure surge straight through the pelvic core continuous, merciless, no release valve.”
his voice shredded rough and low as the front of his pants stretched obscenely tight, cock swelling heavily against the fabric, the outline of it growing more blatant with every forced heartbeat under the haze’s nasty grip.
“it suppresses every cognitive filter that lets us override raw physical urge, we’re about to lose control completely.”
toji’s body answered even harder, heavenly restriction turning the foreign cursed energy into pure poison and pure stimulant at the same time.
the pink haze sank into him like liquid fire, every vein lighting up, he ripped his pants open with a guttural snarl, his thick cock springing free already rock-hard and glistening, a fat bead of precum already sliding down the flushed shaft.
“fucking… feels like my balls are boiling, like the curse is cooking them from the inside.”
nanami’s glasses fogged over completely, he pressed one broad palm hard against the heavy straining bulge in his trousers, jaw locked tight, breath coming sharp through his nose.
“the curse harvests every scrap of energy released during stimulation and orgasm then feeds it straight back into the circulation loop, refractory period is essentially erased until the particles burn themselves out.”
his voice stayed clinical and precise even while his cock twitched violently under his hand, the thick outline jumping against the fabric with every pulse. “we need an outlet, immediately.”
you had only come looking for nanami, instead you found all four of them already rock hard, breathing like starved animals, pupils blown wide and black with the forced energy flood surging through their bodies.
the pink haze still clung thick in the air, turning every exhale heavy and filthy.
satoru moved first, he snatched your wrist in one large hand and yanked you in hard, spinning you so your back slammed flush against the hard warmth of his chest.
before you could even gasp his other hand shoved straight down the front of your clothes, his two long elegant fingers plunging deep into your cunt, sinking to the knuckles in one ruthless thrust.
“you’re the only viable outlet left in the entire building. the curse is already compelling us to expend every scrap of this energy.” he worked those fingers deeper, curling them with deliberate precision against the sensitive front wall, dragging them in and out in a steady filthy rhythm that forced wet sounds into the charged air along with your choked out moans.
“you’re going to take all of us, every last cock, until this thing finally burns itself out.”
toji stepped up in front of you, thick cock already in hand, and dragged the slick swollen head across your lips in a slow filthy smear, painting them wet with the precum already beading at the tip. “open.”
you did, he pushed in deep on the very first thrust, that heavy shaft stretching your mouth wide around its girth, the blunt head punching straight to the back of your throat in one ruthless stroke.
you gagged hard around him, throat convulsing, spit already flooding, he just fisted a hand in your hair and held your head locked in place, starting to fuck your face in short mean strokes that forced the full thick length in and out, heavy balls slapping against your chin with every wet thrust.
behind you satoru yanked the rest of your clothes off in one rough pull, fabric tearing free until you were bare and exposed between them.
his long flushed cock slid between your thighs first, the heavy shaft grinding against your soaked folds, smearing your wetness along its length before he lined the swollen head up and shoved in with one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt in a single deep stroke.
the stretch burned raw and sudden, walls forced wide around that thick intrusion, you moaned helplessly around toji’s cock as the forced circulation raging through their bodies made every movement feel feverish and desperate, hips snapping with cursed urgency, the pink haze still thick in the air turning every wet slap and choked sound filthy and relentless.
suguru and nanami watched for only a moment, fists already wrapped tight around their own cocks, stroking themselves with slow heavy pulls while their eyes stayed locked on the way you were being used.
then suguru stepped close, grabbed your free hand and forced your fingers to wrap around the thick heavy length of him.
hot pre cum smeared across your palm in a slick filthy trail as he started thrusting into your fist with desperate rolls of his hips, the dense shaft gliding through your grip.
nanami did the same with your other hand a second later, his cock equally hot and rigid, the flushed head already shiny and wet as he fucked forward into your closed fingers, both of them using your hands like they were nothing more than convenient sleeves while the curse kept driving every movement harder.
they passed you around without ceremony, driven hard by the curse’s amplification loop that kept every pulse of energy boiling hotter.
toji pulled out of your mouth with a wet filthy pop, a thick string of spit and pre cum still connecting your lips to the swollen head of his cock.
satoru lifted you straight off his own length a second later, the sudden empty stretch making your cunt clench around nothing, and held.
you just long enough for toji to drop heavily into a chair and yank you down onto his lap in one rough motion, his thick thighs spreading beneath you as he lined that heavy cock back up against your soaked entrance.
his thick cock speared up into your cunt in one brutal motion, the fat head forcing your walls wide as the full heavy length buried itself to the root in a single ruthless thrust.
you cried out around the sudden stretch, the burn sharp and deep.
he gripped your hips hard enough to bruise and started bouncing you on that thick shaft with raw force, every downward slam driving him deeper while the wet slap of skin on skin cracked loud through the room.
each impact forced another broken sound out of your throat, your cunt clenching helplessly around the relentless intrusion as the curse inside him drank every scrap of the stimulation and kept that cock painfully, unrelentingly hard.
satoru moved behind you again, the heat of his body closing in, he spit a thick strand onto his fingers then pushed two of them straight into your ass without warning, the sudden stretch burning as he sank them deep.
he scissored them open hard, working you wider with deliberate filthy precision while toji kept fucking up into your cunt in those same brutal bounces, the dual invasion forcing every nerve to light up under the curse’s relentless drive.
then the head of satoru’s cock pressed against your hole and he pushed in slow and relentless, the thick length forcing its way past the tight ring inch by burning inch until both of them were buried inside you.
toji’s heavy cock stretching your cunt, satoru’s long shaft buried deep in your ass, the pressure was overwhelming, walls forced to their limit, every nerve screaming.
you could feel them rubbing against each other through the thin wall between, the dual friction filthy and constant, both of them groaning low as the curse fed greedily on every thrust and every pulse of forced energy.
suguru took your mouth next, sliding his thick heavy length past your lips in one smooth push until the head nudged the back of your throat. nanami stroked himself while he waited his turn, fist working slowly over the dark flushed head of his cock that kept leaking steady clear beads down the shaft.
they rotated you like a toy, bodies shifting and hands gripping, the pink mist’s residual particles still thick in the air and swimming through their blood, keeping every cock hard and every movement feverish.
when toji finished first he came deep in your cunt with a low animal groan, hips locking as he flooded you in thick hot pulses until it leaked out around his shaft in messy white trails that dripped down onto his thighs.
the curse harvested every drop of the released energy and kept toji half-hard even as he pulled out, that thick cock still glistening with the mix of your slick and his own load.
satoru followed soon after, burying himself to the root in your ass and pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside you with low broken groans, the curse drinking it all down and refusing to let him soften completely.
they pulled out wet and messy, strings of cum stretching between their cocks and your used holes, and suguru and nanami took their places without missing a single beat.
suguru laid you flat on the floor on your back, shoved your legs wide, and drove straight into your already used cunt in one deep thrust.
cum from the others squelched out around his thick shaft with every filthy pump, white mess frothing and dripping down onto the floor beneath you.
nanami knelt over your face and fed you his cock, fucking your throat in steady mean strokes while you choked and drooled around the heavy length, spit and precum running down your chin in shiny trails.
they kept going, the amplification loop refused to let them soften for long, even after they came their cocks stayed hard, hypersensitive, demanding more.
they used every hole without pause, your mouth was filled again and again until your jaw ached and your lips were swollen, shiny, and sticky with spit and cum.
your cunt and ass were both stretched open and dripping, the mixed loads of all four of them running in thick messy rivulets down your thighs and pooling on the floor.
toji came back for seconds, flipping you onto your hands and knees and mounting you from behind like an animal, bruising hands locked on your hips as he pounded deep and relentless.
satoru lay underneath you and pulled you down onto his cock again so you were stuffed full of both of them once more, one thick shaft in your cunt, the other buried in your ass while the dual pressure made every thrust feel overwhelming.
suguru and nanami took turns with your mouth, sometimes both pressing their flushed leaking heads against your lips at the same time so you had to lick and suck both of them while they stroked themselves over your face.
by the time the worst of the forced circulation finally started to ease, you were a complete mess. covered in cum, holes aching and overflowing, throat raw and sore.
they were still half-hard, but the frantic edge had dulled as the particles slowly metabolized.
satoru’s hand rested possessively on your hip, toji was already lighting a cigarette like nothing had happened, suguru wiped a thick streak of cum from your cheek with his thumb and pushed it between your lips. nanami adjusted his glasses.
“the residual particles will linger for hours,” he said. “you’re staying until it fully clears. we’re not done with you yet.”
and they weren’t.
