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succubusplaygirl · 4 months

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crew love | 🔞

summary: sometimes dick appointments don't go as planned... cw: fembodied!reader, there is ZERO plot, pwp, smut, fwb!samuel, fwb!eli, fwb!johan, fwb!jake, reader really said why have one bitch when you can have four-, fivesome-ish...each of the crew heads take turns with reader, mentions of masturbation, oral (f and m receiving), fingering (f receiving), lazy handjobs and blowjobs, c*ck drunk reader tbh, p in v, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, degrading dirty talk...mostly from samuel, jake calls reader 'pretty girl' once, bukakke ending, honestly there's a lot going on let me know if i missed anything. wc: 4.2k words that's crazy bc i shortened this by a lotttt. an: absolute insanity and peak degeneracy. a late merry christmas and an early happy new years from me to yall hehehe.

“And here I thought, my favorite slut was just a cute nickname for you. I never would have guessed that you were running around fucking these punks when I was too busy for you.” Samuel laughs dryly, his jaw clenching as his eyes drift over the other crew heads.

Eli was just some runaway. Johan was a crybaby. But Jake Kim was a part of your little roster? You knew better than to even mention Jake around Samuel, but the fact you more than likely compared them when you talked about your sexual escapades with your friends was enough to get him seething with rage.

It was truly an unfortunate coincidence when you sent a text to all four of your fuck buddies telling them to come over on the same day. While juggling so many guys at once, you anticipated that at some point, you would fuck up and remember wrong details about the wrong guy or even call one of them the wrong name at least once. But to screw up on this scale was beyond your imagination; you blame your overly chaotic life that caused you to seek out relief in the form of casual sex. Besides your schedule being all over the place and causing conflict, each of these men catered to a specific need you had.

Samuel provided you with rough, degrading sex that left you drunk on his cock. Johan gave you the illusion of having some sense of control in your life as you basically coached him into being the perfect fuck. Eli easily played the role of being a friend you happened to sleep with—oftentimes, him being the one you try out your new tricks with— And last but definitely not least, Jake was the one who could give you both a shoulder to cry on and a dick to ride on after a long day. They all had their own quirks and strengths that catered to whatever you needed throughout the week. Trying to pick a favorite was out of the question because you weren’t sure if you felt emotional attachment to any of them. There were no blurred lines or confusing boundaries, the basis of your relationship with all of them was just sex. And all four of them were good in bed or else you wouldn’t have bothered to keep their numbers.

“Well, now what? This isn’t the first time we’ve met under strange conditions and it probably won’t be the last.” Eli says, his tone even but with a flair of nonchalance as he sits down on your couch and looks at the other men in your living room.

Samuel alone is able to make the atmosphere tense with his disdain for Jake but everyone else in the room seems to be more baffled by the current situation you’re all in. It’s almost comical but it’s more awkward than anything and you wish the ground would swallow you whole.

“I came all this way to get my dick sucked and I don’t wanna leave with blue balls so, if you all could kindly fuck off—” Johan states bluntly only for Samuel to interject.

“What do you think I’m here for? Do you think I came to have a meeting with you fuckers again?”

Jake who had been silently off in the corner, mind going at a hundred miles per hour as he contemplated his relationship with you after finally digesting the fact he had been sharing you with three other people, suddenly speaks up. When you hear the words that fall past his beautifully flawed lips, you swear that he has finally lost his mind. And to make matters worse, it seems like the madness is shared when everyone including Samuel agrees after taking a few moments to deliberate amongst each other; blatantly leaving you out of the conversation and not letting you know their gameplan.

Who would have thought that this day would be the ultimate test of how well these four could work together? Hands are all over your body, impatiently pushing you down the hall to your room and sitting you down at the ledge. Filling the spots on the bed on either side of you are Samuel and Jake; Samuel moving quickly to make the first move and assert his dominance. Inked hand roughly grabbing you by the chin, he turns your head to face him so he can plant his lips on yours. Lips parting in a salacious moan from his treatment, he seizes the opportunity to force his tongue into your mouth; tasting you before you could be tainted by one of the other three men surrounding you. Though Samuel is adamant on staking his claim on you first, Jake has no problem latching his lips onto the exposed column of your neck. The way his lips gently feather across your skin to make you squirm then gradually get more intense is the complete opposite of how Samuel is fierce with you from the get go but they both share the talent of easily turning you into a mindless, lust drunk mess with just their lips. With so many hands on you, you can’t tell who’s unbuttoning your shirt or who’s hands are snaking up your skirt to tease you through your underwear. You barely have any time to process Samuel pulling away from your lips because Jake occupies them as soon as the opportunity arises. You think you can recognize the feel of Samuel’s palms cupping your breasts and treating the tender flesh as stress balls. And you’re almost certain that it’s Johan who’s kneeling between your legs, pressing his face into your panty clad pussy while Eli is off to the side, keeping your legs spread.

It’s only after Samuel’s hands have freed the supple skin of your tits and you have him and Jake latching on to your nipples, you’re able to see what’s going on to confirm everyone’s position. Even with the fabric barrier of your underwear, the way that Johan was greedily slurping your arousal through the fabric had your head lolling around dumbly. Your body was burning hot and the temperature was only rapidly increasing due to all the hands and mouths currently on you. Samuel’s tongue flickers over the perky bud of your nipple, leaving tepid trails of saliva in its wake. Jake’s mouth was surrounding the other, every so often grazing his teeth along the sensitive skin. When you look over at Eli with apologetic eyes, he only gives you a sly smile as his hand strokes your inner thigh; silently letting you know that you would always be worth the wait for him.

So greedy to feel as much of you as possible, when Samuel moves back to your lips and Eli is able to have a taste of your breasts. Getting in just a few sucks and bites, Eli is more interested in getting back between your thighs when he sees Johan pushing your panties to the side. Kissing his way down from your chest and his lips marking every patch of skin exposed by your haphazardly arranged clothing, Eli’s teeth skim along your thigh and cause you to shudder.

The moment Johan’s pretty fingers spread apart your sticky folds, everyone momentarily halts what they’re doing to look at the sight in awe before everything ramps up in intensity and your clothes are being pulled off your body. Easing a finger into your slick hole, Johan begins to move it in and out of you steadily; basking in the sensation of your tight walls stretching to accommodate the intrusion of the lone digit. Not too long after that, he’s grabbing you by the thighs and yanking you forward until your back falls flat against the mattress, your upper body no longer propped up Samuel and Jake. Even with the adjustment in position, Jake’s mouth had remained stuck on your chest; finally able to cup both tits in his hands when Samuel sits back on his knees after deciding he wanted something else, reaching for your hand and guiding it to palm the bulge in his boxers.

Attention disproportionately divided between the four men as their hands needily grope you, Johan occupies the most of it when his fingers enter you again. Palm facing up with his ring and middle fingers pressing against the spongy spot within your walls, your breathing is uneven with moans getting stuck in your throat. His fingers don’t move particularly fast or deep but they apply a consistent pressure against your sweet spot that makes your thighs shake and would have had your hips bucking if Eli wasn’t the one keeping your lower body firmly pinned against the mattress and your panties out of the way for Johan. With just a few firm pushes into the same spot, Johan makes your pussy squirt and Eli is quick to lean in and claim the first taste of your honey; earning a small glare from the man who had actually brought you to your orgasm. Immediately after Eli pulls away, Johan’s tongue is lapping at your clit to taste your release. Fingers still inside you, Johan repeats his same movements from earlier to make more of your nectar spill out of you before he leans in to drink your juices straight from the source.

“Open up, sweetheart.” Eli coos softly to get your attention, now kneeling beside you with his cock out which you respond to by gently holding the base of his length and guiding it into your mouth.

Only a few seconds into sucking on Eli, you feel Samuel slapping the heavy tip of his own erection against your cheek until you turn to him and give him the same treatment. You try your best to simultaneously stroke both of them and alternate giving them your mouth, but Johan is still having his fun between your legs and playing with your sensitive pussy, in search of other spots to make you see stars. At this point, any type of contact on your private parts gets you to thresh and writhe; your brain so muddled that it takes Eli and Samuel constantly reminding you that you were supposed to be giving them your mouth.

Things had just started and you were already drowning in your own sea of selfish pleasure. Pushing you to lay on your side and accentuating the natural curves of your ass and hips, you watch with hazy eyes as Eli and Johan switch positions; Johan presenting his hard length before you to which you thoughtlessly take in your mouth while Eli’s tongue ravenously licking up the trail of wetness that dripped from your pussy to your puckered asshole that was now easily accessible to him. Your eyes roll back in your head at the feel of Eli eating you out so hungrily. By no means was Johan bad with his mouth and fingers, but Eli was simply a more seasoned lover. With enough practice, the two would be on similar playing fields at some point because they had a similar wild streak masked by their pretty faces. Messily smearing your arousal all over the place, the dominant sensation in your lower half is wet and downright sloppy. There’s a gentle pulsing within you due to the back to back orgasms brought to you by Johan’s fingers, but it is quickly diminishing and being replaced by a new coil of heat building in your stomach.

Right when you think you’re gonna cum on Eli’s tongue, you see quick movement out of the corner of your eye.

“I can’t fucking wait anymore.” You hear Samuel growl.

Impatiently shoving Eli out of the way and lining his length up to your hole, sinking into you with one harsh thrust and starting off at a mean pace. The sudden stretch of Samuel’s cock stings like it always does, but with how wet you are and how heavy his thrusts are, he slips right in. With your senses zeroing in on the intrusion of Samuel’s length, your mouth comes off of Johan, only leaving him with the remnants of your saliva to lubricate his shaft as he jerks off to you being filled by Samuel.

“Fucking pathetic. Inviting all your fuck buddies over and you can’t even mulitask.” Samuel chuckles darkly, giving your ass several hefty slaps that leave the skin stinging with an almost pleasant burn.

Dizzy from all the movement and finding yourself on your back again when Samuel’s hands push both your thighs against the mattress so he could plow deep into you, watching your pussy greedily swallow his length. After observing from the sidelines for a bit, Jake joins in on the action and offers his thigh to rest your head on; the exchange being that your mouth was solely his for the moment. The lips on your face being stretched around Jake’s length while your lower lips were being plundered by Samuel, the sound of your moans have died out and the soundtrack of your bedroom consists of the sound of your poor bedframe trying not to break, wet skin slapping against each other with the low moans and groans of each of your fuck buddies. You don’t have to look at Johan or Eli to know that they were taking a breather, idly stroking their own lengths to the sight of you being wrecked by the two former colleagues.

No one says anything but everyone can see it on your face. When your mind is venturing off into space as Samuel fucks your brains out, all it takes it Jake gently caressing your cheek or your stroking your hair to bring you back to Earth; looking up at Big Deal’s leader with a more affectionate expression while you suck him off. Of course, Samuel is the only one bothered by this minor quirk; plowing into you harder and deeper like he was trying to ruin your pussy for everyone else by molding you to only take him. But all his brutal thrusts do is knock the wind out of you, making it impossible to warn him before he’s pushing you to your orgasm and causing your walls to squeeze so tight, it forces his cock out as your juices are expelled from your loins.

“You couldn’t hold it just a little longer, nasty slut?” Samuel groans, giving you another harsh slap but this time on your thigh as he reluctantly pulls away from you.

The sight of your orgasm signaled that Samuel’s turn was up and since Jake was the closest, he’s quick to claim his spot between your spread thighs, slowly easing himself into your sensitive pussy. As much as it irritates to see Jake so eager to take his place, Samuel moves off to the side; hand wrapping around his angry cock to maintain his hardness. Seeing how Johan and Eli were holding up with only a fraction of his frustration, Samuel started to wonder what kind of things you got up to with either one of the two for them to be so patient in this situation.

On a regular day, Jake would be better at taking his time with you and building up to a pace that brings you to your sweet release but after waiting so long to feel you and feeling the way your love canal rhythmically throbs around his cock after your finish, it’s like you have him in a trance. Not as rough as Samuel, but definitely more aggressive than his usual self, Jake thrusts into you needily. Your wanton moans mixing in with Jake’s are loud enough to drown out the sound of your bed squeaking in protest. Body so high strung, it comes as no surprise that you can only hold out for so long before you’re calling out Jake’s name between breathy whimpers.

“What is it, pretty girl?” He asks you, voice wavering ever so slightly as your walls squeeze him even tighter and become more slick around him; his body torn between pushing deeper into your pulsing heat or halting his movements.

“I’m gonna cum again—” You pant, looking up at him with glossy eyes to top off your sheepish expression; feeling bad for making him wait so long just to barely get any time with you. But Jake could never be mad at you for cumming too soon on his cock. The warmth of your walls gave him a comfort that simply couldn’t compare to other one night stands he had been with. Even in this situation where he had to share you, bringing you to orgasm filled his chest with pride just the same.

Reaching between your bodies, his thumb gently toys with your swollen clit in time with his thrusts, causing a shrill yelp to pour from your lungs before you tremble beneath him, your hips bucking wildly and your walls wrapped around him like you were made for him, it almost tempts into finishing inside you, but he swiftly pulls away. Dick throbbing after being denied of his own climax, his hand wraps around the end of his shaft, lightly squeezing the tip as he looks toward Eli and Johan to see who would call next.

Despite his eagerness to kick everyone out of your apartment earlier so he could have you to himself, Johan lets Eli go first. Not out of politeness but simply because making mental notes of how everyone else treated your body. Johan may have been at a disadvantage by not having as much experience under his belt as the others, but he was able to make up for it with how quick he learned by observing. Watching the same type of porn you liked may might have given him some insight to what gets you off; however it just didn’t compare to actually seeing in real time how you liked to be fucked.

Eli moves between your legs, ready to mount you until the wetness of the sheets against his skin nags at him. There had been countless times where he had been able to make a mess of you like this on his own but something about having to kneel in a puddle of your juices that were coaxed out of you by someone else bugs him.

“God, it’s wet everywhere. You’re so messy.” Eli teases softly, plucking you off your mattress and hooking your thigh around his arm as he stands at the end of your bed frame.

With you no longer laying down, everyone is able to see the faint outline of your figure created by you sweating on the sheets along with the sizable dark, wet stain of your orgasms. It’s so vulgar and dirty, but it’s exactly the type of thing that seems to boost morale amongst the men and make them even more eager to wreck you.

Balancing yourself on just one foot, it’s up to Eli to keep you stable; one hand tightly gripping your thigh and the other keeping a vice hold on your ass. The moment he sinks into you, your body tenses for just a moment before relaxing in his arms. Being taken at this angle somehow manages to wipe more thoughts from an already barren mind. You feel Eli’s length pummeling deep inside of you, you feel his lips ghosting along your neck and jaw but it’s almost as if there’s disconnect between your mind and body. You can’t even think about how loud you’re being and if you keep it up, you might end up with a sore throat because your moans just keep tumbling carelessly.

Rutting into you with the perfect balance of passion and primal instinct, Eli genuinely contemplates giving you a nice, warm load right into your cervix so you’d have to keep him around. The only thing that stops him from asking if you want his seed at that moment is the fact that there were three other guys coping with varying levels of sexual frustration and would throw a fit if he came inside you so soon. In the back of his mind, Eli was more than ready to creampie you if you had begged even just a little.

You don’t even have to string together the words to warn Eli that you were on the verge of another explosive orgasm. He could see it all over your face. He could feel it in how you clutched onto his shoulders and dug your nails into the skin. And the most damning of all, everyone could hear the way your moans escalated in pitch and volume. Your body feels like jelly as you gush all over his length, the only thought in your head wondering how were you going to make it through the rest of the night if things continued on like this?

After Eli pulls out of you, it’s a literal hand off to Johan; feeling God Dog’s leader put his hands on your waist then bend you over while your hands still clung to Eli. Rough fingertips dig into the meat of your hip as Johan establishes a firm hold on your body, he pushes his hips forward; the harsh thrust cushioned by the softness of your ass. You gasp loudly, not expecting the tip of his cock to hit your sweet spot right away. If he continued to fuck you at this angle, there was no way you wouldn’t come apart with just a few more thrusts—Johan knows that and quite frankly, doesn’t care— It’s proven when he gives you a few experimental bucks of his hips and feels the telltale sensation of your walls clamping down on his cock that lets him know you had orgasmed. With how quickly you cum, your jaw hangs open in shock and no one else is the wiser so Johan continues to lose himself in the sensation of your warm, wet heat.

“How are you still so fucking tight?” Johan groans out, a delirious laugh rumbling in the back of his throat while he ruts into you, pushing so deep that his full balls are squished up against your swollen pussy lips. “Is it because you’re waiting for someone to bust inside you?” He says, leaning in to whisper the words into your ear.

You lose count of how many times you cum on Johan’s cock alone but at this point, your walls are so sensitive that even with the undulating, rapid movements of his hips, you feel every vein and ridge rubbing up against you.

“N-no…” You whimper, despite the very obvious spasming of your walls after hearing his question.

“Just say the word and I’ll fill you up-”

“If you cum inside, we’re kicking you out.” Jake quickly cuts in after overhearing the brief exchange between you and Johan.

Rolling his eyes at the latter’s comment, Johan promptly shoves you off his cock; not wanting to deal with the bickering that would ensue if he were to finish inside you like he wanted. Never empty for long, as soon as someone pulls out of you, someone else is filling you up again or moving you into another position before entering you again. It’s truly a group effort to remind you to use your mouth or hands on the other guys when you have one of them balls deep in your pussy, your mind long gone and in a depraved daze.

It’s only when you get to a point of being barely able to keep your eyes open, your bedroom is filled with an urgency to finish before your body finally gives out. It had been in the middle of one of Eli’s turns when everyone quietly came to the decision to wrap things out and he pulled out of you, your body tiredly sprawled out on the soiled sheets. Everyone stands around you and furiously jerks their dicks before you feel splashes of warmth all over various parts of your body. Even though your vision was mostly fuzzy by now, you could tell by just the locations who finished where. Samuel made sure to paint your face, uncaring of whether he got it in your hair or eyes but ensuring he slapped his tip on your tongue as he shot out the final rope. Eli came all over the outside of your pussy, fondly smiling at the sight as he did so. Jake had mostly aimed for your chest; letting a few stray ropes spray over the lower portion of your face because he knew it would get a rise out of Samuel. And Johan had opted to leave a nice pool of his seed right above your navel since your ass wasn’t an option for him today.

Fucked out and exhausted, you stumble to the bathroom to get yourself cleaned up and make it clear that they needed to change your bedding for you before they left. Once that’s all done, you don’t even bother saying bye to any of your fuckbuddies since it was a normal part of your routine to send them away after cleaning up. You hear your front door slam shut, the electronic deadbolt automatically locking it for you and you assume everyone has left so you could go to sleep but the sound of footsteps approaching your bedroom again makes you slowly sit up and look toward your doorframe.

You thought you didn’t have a favorite crew head, but when you see that he’s the one who decided to stay behind, you perk up as you welcome him back into your bed. Whether it was simply enjoying each other’s company or just resting before going for another round of sex, you’re glad it’s with him.

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succubusplaygirl · 5 months

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sugar stains | 🔞

summary: oneshots featuring some of my favorite blonde baddies. cw: fembodied reader | jay hong + fingering, mirror sex | ryuhei kuroda + p in v, light angst | mary kim + oral, toys | pwp | all characters featured are 18+ wc: ~800 words each, 2.4k total. an: honestly idk. i had a request for jay hong and some major feels for ryuhei and mary so here we are.

──★ ˙ ̟JAY HONG

“Suck on my fingers and get them nice and wet for me.”

Jay Hong’s usual, docile and taciturn nature is broken when he catches the way you’ve been oogling at his hands. But could he blame you for looking? Always so fashionable, sporting all sorts of high end streetwear and designer brands, it should be no surprise that he chose to don several Chrome Hearts rings on a casual day of just hanging out at your place. The easily recognizable sterling silver bands naturally catch your eye because of their beauty. But then, you found yourself counting how many Jay has on. He has a ring on every finger including his thumb, each averaging around $500 dollars. Doing the math, you realized he wore a month of rent just on his fingers.

Truly, it was an innocent fascination at first. You didn’t anticipate bringing out this side of Jay—not that you were complaining—it was exhilarating to hear him speak to you like that. To have his gorgeous fingers resting on your tongue as you suckled hungrily, drenching them in your saliva until you had spit dribbling down your chin. Your tongue works around his fingers like it was the most decadent ice lolly you’ve had the pleasure of tasting. Quite honestly, you were happy like this whether you would admit outloud. Judging by the prominent bulge in Jay’s pants, he was silently enjoying himself as he watched you before finally retracting his fingers from the warm orifice. Seeing that you had done exactly as he had said, he decides to give you a real treat. Something that you’d like even more than just sucking on his fingers.

Stripping you from the waist down, Jay pulls you on to his lap, his legs aiding in keeping your legs spread as your back leans against his chest. You feel so exposed and vulnerable like this and the full length mirror that faced your bed was only exacerbating that feeling. His hands gently caress your thighs, making goosebumps prickle your skin in their wake before he reaches your core. So slick, his fingers glide so easily across your soft flesh and the cold silver against your folds elicits a shiver from you.

As much as the sight embarrassed you before, being able to watch your reflection in the mirror as Jay’s lithe fingers danced across your pussy had arousal bubbling in the pit of your stomach and leaking out of you. So graceful with his movements, Jay makes it look like an art form as rubs your swollen clit in slow circles while his lips are latched to the side of your neck and leaving a delectable mix of hot kisses and love bites.

Applying more pressure to your precious pearl, your thighs try to close up on him but with his legs slotted between yours and his free hand reaching to grab on to the meat of your inner thigh, you’re fixed in this position. Your feeble attempt at escaping from his ministrations earns you several smacks to your pussy that have you squirming in Jay’s lap; the smacks becoming rougher when he feels your ass pushing against his erection.

It’s a tortuous type of pleasure as you hurdle toward your climax. You love how Jay’s fingers sensually touch you; playing you like an instrument and producing the erotic sounds that are your moans. But there’s a desire for more. Jay senses it before you can even process it.

“Jay…please.” You croak out, trembling on his lap because you knew you couldn’t handle the consequences of moving around too much.

Rolling two slender fingers against your clit, Jay briefly lifts his head to observe your expression in the reflection in front of you to gauge what level of desperation you were currently at. He only emits a quiet hum as those digits slide down and push open your folds and spread around the mess of arousal you’ve made. Smiling secretively at the sight before him and gliding the tips of two fingers inside of your sweet little hole, he groans into your neck at the sensation of your walls clinging on to his digits so tightly. Your walls pulse around him in time with your rapidly beating heart. Satiated and full for now, you watch with half lidded eyes as he flicks his wrist; palm pressing into your mound with each movement.

So wet and needy for Jay, every push of his fingers into you has his palm splashing against you and causing the stickiest noises to accompany your moans that fill your bedroom.

With how little Jay said, you had no idea how soon or how long it would be before you got to feel more of the erection that was poking you from behind but for now; you would enjoy the sight of the pretty rings decorating his fingers as your pussy stained his fingers with your arousal until neither one of you could handle it.

──★ ˙ ̟RYUHEI KURODA

Whether Ryuhei was genuinely over Mitsuki or using you as a placeholder was something that could be debated. He tells himself that it’s the latter. For so long, Ryuhei had thought that Mitsuki was the only one he could get it up for and desire on more than just a superficial level.

Ryuhei doesn’t love you; he loves the way your waist feels beneath his hands when he’s holding you pulling your body into his, deeply fucking into you like the answers to all his problems lie within you. He doesn’t love you; he loves the way you taste when you’re grinding your needy cunt against his tongue. You remind him of strawberry lemonade on a warm day—equal parts sweet and sour with your attitude toward him— but you always quench his thirst. He doesn’t love you, but he loves the way the veins in his dick throb for you like no other.

“Oh, fuck—” Ryuhei hisses, holding the base of his cock in one hand and drags his length along your sticky folds; teasing the entrance by only shallowly dipping into your heat every so often. So sensitive from having given a healthy load of his seed not too long ago, his head is so clouded and dazed. More than likely from all the blood rushing down south and sustaining his impossibly hard erection because he can barely stand to look at you right now. You’re a goddess to him even with your hair disheveled, your chest marred with love bites and faint outlines of his teeth and your pussy leaking out his cum. In this state of mind, he would give you the moon without hesitation if you asked for it.

When Ryuhei fully sinks back into you, it’s as if he’s transcended to heaven and the wanton moan that leaves you are the angels’ chorus greeting him at the pearly gates. Your body arches into his albeit the light sting of his thick girth stretching you out again, clinging onto him like you need him. Like you want him. But you know better than to become emotionally attached to someone who yearns for another. So, for now, you simply relish in the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly as Ryuhei uses your body to release his frustrations.

“Are you sure you don’t have a crush on me? Your pussy is squeezing me like it doesn’t want me to leave.” Ryuhei says through gritted teeth, the sound of skin slapping against skin nearly drowning out his words.

“Why? Is pining for someone who doesn’t want you what gets you hard?” You quip back, biting your lip to suppress the loud yelp that tickles your throat when he hits that special spot deep within your gummy walls.

Your sassy remark causes his jaw to twitch in agitation before he starts pummeling into you harder, not liking how easily you pick at the chip on his shoulder. But it’s exactly what you craved. The brutal thrusts have Ryuhei’s sharp hips slamming against your ass with enough force to lightly bruise the soft flesh. So ferocious with his thrusts now, you’re seeing stars and your jaw hangs open, the most melodic moans falling from you and only encouraging Ryuhei to keep at it. He growls out his pleasure as he feels your tightness gripping him and your juices coating his shaft, wanting nothing more than to drown in your arousal.

“You get me hard.” Ryuhei thinks as his eyes trace your figure beneath him, but the words get caught in his throat when he feels your pussy squeezing him tight due to the repeated stimulation of your sweet spot. Sobbing at how hard he fucks into you, your legs start to feel like jelly as he continues to pound into your juicy hole.

The demons of lust have you both in its claws, muddling any other possible emotions that might be bubbling between the two of you; but how could either of you care when it’s the perfect distraction from ailments of the heart?

──★ ˙ ̟ MARY KIM

It’s a tiny bit messed up how Mary was originally supposed to play wingman and get you interested in Vin Jin but she would honestly be doing you a disservice by setting the two of you up. You’re way too pretty and too nice for him. And not to mention, you came on to her when she first approached you.

So, after Mary breaks the news to Vin Jin that you’re not interested in him, his ego is hurt for a whopping two seconds before he decides he doesn’t care; never fully catching on to the fact that you and Mary were more than just friends.

Laid out before her, tender hands gliding along your thighs as they coax them apart, Mary’s tongue feels heavy in her mouth when she sees how wet you’ve managed to get from just kissing and heavy petting while the two of you were supposed to be just watching a movie at home. She was more than likely just as soaked if not more so than you; her heart rate picking up the longer she admires the treasure between your legs before finally leaning in to get her first taste. Licking one hot stripe across the length of your folds, a moan rumbles in the back of her throat as her eyes fall closed in delight. She manages to get you into a panting mess in just seconds, whimpering as her tongue laps up the hot wetness that’s stained your inner thighs. Eyes fluttering open to check on your response to her actions, Mary’s sultry gaze meets yours and she can feel more of your arousal trickling out right beneath her tongue and she eagerly slurps it up.

“Oh, fuck.” You gasp, your hands flying to loosely weave into her long, silky locks.

Mary’s tongue rhythmically dives in and out of your folds, tracing her name along the soft flesh as she claims you for the nth time. No stranger to your body, she knows exactly what drives you crazy. After taking her time to lick and suckle on your lower lips, she peppers wet kisses that trail to your clit while keeping strong eye contact with you. Her pouty lips slowly encase your clit then begin to suck; gently at first before becoming more intense until you’re tugging on her hair and bucking your hips up against her face. Your sensitive nub throbs against her tongue and it feels like it’s too much, but you can’t get enough. Especially with the blown out look of lust in Mary’s eyes as she takes in your current frenzied state. When you start squirming around too much, she holds on tighter to your thighs, her manicured nails lightly digging into your skin and making you whine; unable to escape her ravenous tongue.

You swear, you had only blinked and Mary had pushed you over the edge with just a single lash of her tongue and you’re moaning her name out like a mantra. Her jaw falls open to catch your orgasm spilling out, releasing your clit and dipping between your folds once more to lap thick stripes on your entrance and collect every drop of wetness.

Pulling back, her lips are glossed with your fresh release and you find yourself eagerly pulling her up for a kiss; tasting yourself on her tongue and feeling all the energy that was just expelled during your orgasm slowly return to you. One of your hands slips between her legs and your fingers are met with the damp fabric of her panties, lightly pressing against her clit. Mary moans against your lips in response, rolling her hips against your fingers. Breaking the kiss, she looks down at you with the corners of her lips curling up into a small smile.

“Didn’t you say you had new toys you wanted to try out?” She asks you in a sweet voice that starkly contrasts against the way she was needily humping your fingers.

And with that, the two of you are rummaging through your nightstand until Mary comes across something that catches her eye.

It’s your turn to get between her strong thighs, excitedly slipping her panties down her legs then making yourself comfortable. You take time to prep her with your fingers before grabbing the pink glass dildo with a cute little heart at the base. You glide the toy along her pussy, coating it in her wetness and watching the way she shudders slightly at the cool material on her skin then gently prodding her entrance.

“Is this okay?” You ask her in a soft voice, dipping the head of the dildo into her; feeling barely any resistance due to how aroused she was.

“F-fuck, yes—” Mary pants, canting her hips toward you and encouraging you to ease more of the toy inside of her pussy.

You pump the toy in and out of her with a renewed sense of vitality, fueled by her desperate moans. Her hole more than happily slurps up the toy and it doesn’t take long until she’s begging for it faster and harder, the slight curve of the toy making it easy to find her sweet spot.

Movie long forgotten, the two of you would spend the rest of the evening enjoying a different kind of entertainment.

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