mclovin

or, perhaps not. maybe, he simply finds there to be more pleasure in the hunger of a good tease. it’s sudden when he pulls out, drenched to the very base of his dark, downy hair, wettened in the sweet overflow of your juices. the silence that follows the ‘shlick!’ is heavy and warm, filled only with the sound of synchronized breathing. in the stillness, every small sensation feels magnified. cool air against buzzing skin, the steady rhythm of your heartbeats, the gaping emptiness within you that zuko left in his wake.

there he lingers at the precipice for what you consider to be a torturous eternity — glides his heavy, pulsing length along the weeping seam of your slit, drags the throbbing underside of along your slickest folds in a way that teases your entrance; he enters just a fraction, his shallow promise of depth before he withdraws entirely. you’re left terribly hollow. 

“you want it, huh?” he taps along the hypersensitive bud of your sticky clit with his swollen, mauve tip, gaze narrowing whenever you whine. “need to be fucked so badly, don’t you? aw, my poor baby . . .”

through the gaze of his golden, unmarred eye, you’re a vision of beautiful undoing beneath him; all breathless and pleading for the friction he so carefully withholds. crystalline tears trace the flushed curves of your warm cheeks, salt meeting skin. zuko’s large hand moves to find purchase, his pale fingers contrasting sharply as they bloom against the rich, warm brown of your hip, gripping you with possession. 

you begin to press onto him, wiggling your round, pretty ass against his bobbing cock until he’s forced to rock back and meet your rhythm. 

it’s then that the tether snaps, leaving him helpless against the both the gravitational pull of your plush, pouted lips, and the siren call of your sweet pussy; he catches your hips in two sweltering palms, unable to endure another second of the space between you.

finally, finally, he sets away his restraint. he’s toyed with you long enough . . . who is he to deny you now?

when zuko eventually flips you onto your tautly-arched back and sinks home — tilting his strong hips at that precise, devastating angle — he presses in past smooth, squeezing walls and fills you to the very brim; a thick, sated pressure with a weight leaves you impossibly stretched around the girth of his hard cock.

he devours your pitched sounds in a deep, swollen kiss, his tongue sliding into the cavern of your mouth to suckle on your own with a heavy, shameless wetness. the low, messy sound of him drinking you in is syrupy and loud, a slick noise that echoes in the quietness of him swallowing up your gasps. 

you pull away for air and reach up, desperate to claw at him, your soft palm sliding over the firm ridges of his toned stomach until your fingers trace the jagged, fleshy bloom of the lightning scar centered at his solar plexus. it’s a map of his old pain, vibrating against your skin as he lets out a long, shuddering exhale that tells you he’s wholly, devoutly, surrendered his fire and found his personal heaven inside of you. 

“mmgh, zuko — finally . . .”

he only chuckles, a low vibration that resonates through the saffron-spiced air of his bedchamber, his head dipping low. the raised crimson dermis of the burn mark around his eye brushes against your temple; a rough, familiar texture that only adds to the delicious friction when his forehead brushes yours. 

he rocks into you with such a torturous slowness that it feels as though he isn’t fucking you at all. you’re practically sobbing for him to just move.

your spirited husband, an ever so patient man, only chuckles, shushing your dulcet whines with the prod of two thick, pale fingers. they settle onto the pink of your tongue and sink further into the velvet of your mouth, claiming it as his own. he watches intently, with beautifully sharp molten eyes as your spit pools and gathers, slicking the width of his middle and index until they glisten.

“don’t worry, my love,” he coos, feeding you a deep, heavy thrust that distends the soft curve of your belly from within. his free hand descends, palm blooming with the slightest flicker of ignited heat as he presses that simmering touch over your pelvis, marking the bulge where he passes in and out of you.

he fights the spread of a grin as you moan and gag around his fingers simultaneously, your breath hot and frantic against his palm. “i’ll make you feel so fucking good, i promise . . . you’ll forget you ever had to wait.”

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"taste soo fuckin' good." his words are muffled as he attempts to shove his face deeper into you, tongue dipping in and out of your cunt as it slides along your slit, often circling around your clit.

satoru pulls back just an inch to spit a nice fat glob of salviva onto your clit and watch it dribble down your soaked folds

his hands hold your thighs pinned against your chest, your knees nearly reaching your ears. your hips would be bucking and rutting against his face if it wasn't for his tight hold.

"satoruuuuu!! 'm gonna- ohhh…." your words trail off and your thighs begin to tremble under satoru’s palms.

"yeah? gonna cum?"

with a faint nod of your head, your eyes roll back and you cum with silent gasps of air, squirt gushing in the same rhythm satoru's tongue moves.

satoru's tongue slows and he loosens his grip on your thighs, thumbs caressing your smooth skin.

"you okay, baby?" he whispers, pressing a soft kiss on your ankle as he extends your leg. you couldn't even bring yourself to answer, eyes still squeezed shut with your chest heaving.

satoru bends low, hand traveling to extend your other leg as he does so. "i've got you.. just relax." he whispers even lower, pressing a soft kiss to your chin as his hand caresses your skin.

…

take it slow…

satoru worked his lips from your lips to your cunt. soft plump lips making a quiet smooch with each kiss planted on your skin.

"toru.." you whine and buck your hips as you feel his tongue flatten against your swirled navel. "shh.." satoru's tongue drags further and nudges just against your throbbing clit.

“tryna take it slow f’you..”

you let out a quiet gasp as satoru dips lower, tongue gathering the wetness that drips to your taint and licks all the way up to your clit where his lips suction around the bud.

a whine leaves your lips and you buck your hips, jaw slacking open as satoru stuffs his face into your sex as close as possible, tongue moving slow with heavy pressure.

"oh god.. satoru…"

your moans are breathless as satoru's large hands grip your hips and guides you through rolling them, bright blue eyes locked on your face the entire time. "doin' sooo good for me, pretty" satoru mutters as he pulls away just an inch before latching right back on

you could only gasp and arch your back, pleasure spreading all across your body. "toru.. feels so good…"

satoru hums in response and the vibrations only cause more pleasure that makes you whine and make your thighs tremble as they rest on satoru's shoulders.

"i know, sweet girl. taste like fuckin' candy-"

satoru's words make you whine once more, fingers snaking into his white hair and tightening.

"satoru-" you whined, back bowing as his tongue continues lap up and down with pressure. "mmm.." your hips roll in a circle in the hands of satoru, his tongue dipping lower and sliding into your cunt.

satoru lets out a low groan, digging in deeper so his nose presses against your clit.

curses float in the air from your lips, your back bowing as the pleasure spreads and increases.

"'s so pretty f'me."

his words are muffled, but god the vibrations from his voice and the way his eyes look into yours is enough.

"toru…" the back of your head meets the mattress. "'m gonna cum.."

so he doubles down— grip tightening, mouth suctioned, and thick tongue sliding up and down your dripping folds, mainly focusing on your clit.

your thighs shake on his shoulders as you cum, back bowing and mouth gaping in pleasure.

"toruuuu-" you croak, tears stinging in your eyes as his tongue slows but the pressure he applys increase. "mm- i got you." he mumbles, words barely reaching your ears as he continues his slow, sensual assault.

…

holding hands…

"cmon, pretty, lemme hold your hand— thaaat's it." satoru coo's, breath grazing your already throbbing clit. your hand slowly slides into his, your warmths merging together.

the tip of satoru's tongue sticks out to lay a slow kitten lick on your clit, blue eyes watching your face contort and jaw slack.

your hand tightens and breath hitches.

"just relax. i got you, baby."

satoru's tongue darts out further, laying a proper lick from your cunt right to your clit.

"toru.."

satoru mumbles a 'shh…' hand squeezing yours as his lips suction around your clit, wispy white lashes batting up at you. satoru pulls back, tongue licking from your dripping cunt to your clit where it circles around the bud.

"so perfect f'me." he whispers, mouth moving to suction and suck on your lips, tongue sliding right down the middle and dipping into your wetness.

your back bows off the mattress from satoru's actions, hand squeezing his with a new force.

satoru hands were definitely going to be aching from the way youre squeezing them, but it's honestly not your fault— with the way satoru focused on your clit, his pretty pink lips suctioning around your swollen bud with only one sole purpose: to make you cum.

"sa- ah! satoru!" a gasp moan mixture leaves your lips, intertwined fingers starting to ache as the pleasure only increases.

satoru only hums into you, diving a little deeper with a shake of his head— eyes still trained to your face.

with one more hum from satoru and one more suck on your sensitive clit, you cum with a cry and shaking thighs, hands of course still squeezing your boyfriends.

you lean forward, wrapping a hand around the base and sloooowly bring it up.

"this isn't going in me." you repeat, tracing a finger along his gooey slit.

satoru's stomach flex and breath hitches, hands rushing to bunch his shirt up to under his chin.

"no- haa oh fuck- no sex?" he chokes, wide eyes as he watches you lean closer, your lips grazing his tip as you shake your head.

"let's just try something different, mkay?"

satoru barely has the chance to nod before you wrap your lips around his tip and his brain just shuts off, a choke moan leaving his lips.

this was better than he could have ever imagined. your mouth was so warm, warmer than his fist or any toy he's ever fucked. was your cunt just as good? maybe it was better…

"i want it- oh fuck- i want it-" satoru babbles, hand reaching to grip at your shoulder, lip trembling as he feels your hand traveling low to fondle with his balls.

"you gonna cum, baby?" you purr, sliding off his cock with a lewd noise, both hands wrapping around his shaft and pumping

satoru frantically nods, whines and whimpers spilling out of his mouth freely as his hips begin to up into your fist. "eughhh 'm gonna cummm- thank you so muchhhuhhhhhh" satoru slurs, chest heaving in a broken rhythm as cum begins to shoot out his red tip.

there's a pout on your lips, "toru, you made such a mess..." your low eyes stare into his wide ones as you bring your hand close to your face and lick the cum that coated it.

was this real? was this just a kinky dream or was this real?? satoru can't believe he isn't staring at a computer screen, but instead, he's staring at you. who is very real.

satoru didn't even have the time to think before your body was pressed against his and your lips were kissing his.

his eyebrows raise and eyes shoot open, as he feels you push his own cum into his mouth, your tongue bumping into his in the process.

holy fuck he tasted disgusting. maybe it was all the junk food and energy drinks…

you pull away with a quiet pant, strings of saliva mixed with cum connecting you and satoru's lips.

"i can't believe i was gonna let you cum inside." you scoff, making your way off his bed to spit out any residue of cum in your mouth, a loud hacking noise filling the room as you do so.

Batfamily x neglected!reader (I loveee angst)

HOLD ON TO REASON (or fall for the Illusion) -by @echo-exco

again &. again -by @acid-ixx

Your Other Family -by @dumpsterdiverinc

Undoing Fate -by @rizzanon

BURNT OUT -by @cupids-cruel

Fractured Wings -by @pomegranatelifethis

platonic!Batfam x neglected!gn!reader -by @gloopfruit (this one has no set title)

𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐃𝐔𝐄𝐓 -by @bloodinroses

EYES WITHOUT A FACE -by @dehydratedoverlord

“So much to do, so little RAM.” -by @cafeoa (kinda neglected)

Invisible Heart -by @pomegranatelifethis (this one made my chest hurt a little ngl)

Oh my God, Oh my God. Who wrote this? -by @luludeluluramblings (there are both SFW and NSFW versions) here's also her whole master list cuz she's an amazing writer and has many more bat family work!

Yan! Neglectful! Batfam x Replaced! Reincarnated! Time-loop! Crazy! Reader -by @candysparks (TW cause this one is horror/angst)(also has evil Yuri)

a loving family, an unpalatable desire (batfamily x under appreciated!batmom) (superfamily x batmom) -by @acid-ixx

don't romance the npc (batfam x npc isekai’d! reader) -by @acid-ixx

THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT -by @bnny0rgnz

girl with one eye -by @neellscapsule

“UNDER THE MASK.” -by @geniusgirlalert

No use for your apologies. -by @mareszawrites (i actually cried reading this omg)

Socialite!BatSis!Reader x Yandere!Bat Family -by @luludeluluramblings

Static On The Line (Batfam x batsis) -by @suigenerisisadiva

Yandere BatFam x other dimension Reader -by @sangunary

Long Gone -by @cosmicasteroid

My Heart -by @neellscapsule

; Coming Full Circle. -by @oddlylovingaddiction

the ballad of a bygone blight. -by @kenyummy

Why are you so obsessed with me?! -by @zippysmusings

𝔈𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 -by @stpatriziaofconstantinople

BATBOYS X READER (NOT PLATONIC)

In The Car !  tim drake x reader - by @dark-tulipss

dick grayson x loser!reader pt2 - by @doki-doki-imagines

All Ours Bernard and Tim x reader - by @dark-tulipss

dairy queen closes in 10 minutes tim drake x reader -by @shisuni

INVINCIBLE X READER (MOST ARE NSFW)

Yours Truly, Your Favorite Ex mark grayson x reader - by @elainewonderswriting

"I’ll Breed You Into Loyalty"Mark Grayson x Viltrumite!Fem!Reader - by @vinnyvamppp

Don’t fight it Viltrumite!fem reader x Mark Grayson - by @justevelynnnn

𝐁𝐅𝐅! 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 | accidentally sending him a lewd photo Marg Grayson x reader - by @sunaskura

Mark begging you not to break up with him Mark Grayson x reader by @ignominiousgirl

OBSESSED WITH HIS EX-WIFE  Mark Grayson x reader pt2 -by @ymirxex

Mark Variants x reader - by @wooobuddyletsgetnasty

𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑴𝒆 𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 Mark Grayson variants x reader - by @wordsofwhimsy

"Kinda look familiar, I done caught amnesia" Mark Grayson variants x reader - by @crims0nsp4de

Best Friends Brother OC Mark Grayson older brother (young nolan) x reader - by @acheronlovely

midnight sun ! mark grayson x fem reader - by @junleb

Cunnilingus failure-ness  Mark x reader - by @secretaccountlol

jerk. Omni-Man/Nolan Grayson x fem!assistant!reade - by @themonstertheybecame

Pink with Pollen Young Nolan OC whos Mark’s older brother pt2 - by @acheronlovely

Hit me as hard as you can Cecil Stedman/f! Reader - by @jnw1813

To Be Desired pt2 - by @vinnyvamppp

IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE (Reader x Mark¡Variants) - by @ymirxex

Equilibrium Mark Grayson/Invincible x Reader with Powers (part of invinciweek) -by @elainewonderswriting

Invinciweek! (actually here’s her entire masterlist because im not a gatekeeper)- by @elainewonderswriting

nolan grayson who’s big in every aspect - by @notmclovinn

She Threw Me—Then Kissed Me (Her entire masterlist here because it’s peak) - by @vinnyvamppp

A better fate, for all involved | Thragg/f! Grayson! Reader @/jnw1813

If any of the writers are uncomfortable or don't want their work on this list please let me know!

"taste soo fuckin' good." his words are muffled as he attempts to shove his face deeper into you, tongue dipping in and out of your cunt as it slides along your slit, often circling around your clit.

satoru pulls back just an inch to spit a nice fat glob of salviva onto your clit and watch it dribble down your soaked folds

his hands hold your thighs pinned against your chest, your knees nearly reaching your ears. your hips would be bucking and rutting against his face if it wasn't for his tight hold.

"satoruuuuu!! 'm gonna- ohhh…." your words trail off and your thighs begin to tremble under satoru’s palms.

"yeah? gonna cum?"

with a faint nod of your head, your eyes roll back and you cum with silent gasps of air, squirt gushing in the same rhythm satoru's tongue moves.

satoru's tongue slows and he loosens his grip on your thighs, thumbs caressing your smooth skin.

"you okay, baby?" he whispers, pressing a soft kiss on your ankle as he extends your leg. you couldn't even bring yourself to answer, eyes still squeezed shut with your chest heaving.

satoru bends low, hand traveling to extend your other leg as he does so. "i've got you.. just relax." he whispers even lower, pressing a soft kiss to your chin as his hand caresses your skin.

…

take it slow…

satoru worked his lips from your lips to your cunt. soft plump lips making a quiet smooch with each kiss planted on your skin.

"toru.." you whine and buck your hips as you feel his tongue flatten against your swirled navel. "shh.." satoru's tongue drags further and nudges just against your throbbing clit.

“tryna take it slow f’you..”

you let out a quiet gasp as satoru dips lower, tongue gathering the wetness that drips to your taint and licks all the way up to your clit where his lips suction around the bud.

a whine leaves your lips and you buck your hips, jaw slacking open as satoru stuffs his face into your sex as close as possible, tongue moving slow with heavy pressure.

"oh god.. satoru…"

your moans are breathless as satoru's large hands grip your hips and guides you through rolling them, bright blue eyes locked on your face the entire time. "doin' sooo good for me, pretty" satoru mutters as he pulls away just an inch before latching right back on

you could only gasp and arch your back, pleasure spreading all across your body. "toru.. feels so good…"

satoru hums in response and the vibrations only cause more pleasure that makes you whine and make your thighs tremble as they rest on satoru's shoulders.

"i know, sweet girl. taste like fuckin' candy-"

satoru's words make you whine once more, fingers snaking into his white hair and tightening.

"satoru-" you whined, back bowing as his tongue continues lap up and down with pressure. "mmm.." your hips roll in a circle in the hands of satoru, his tongue dipping lower and sliding into your cunt.

satoru lets out a low groan, digging in deeper so his nose presses against your clit.

curses float in the air from your lips, your back bowing as the pleasure spreads and increases.

"'s so pretty f'me."

his words are muffled, but god the vibrations from his voice and the way his eyes look into yours is enough.

"toru…" the back of your head meets the mattress. "'m gonna cum.."

so he doubles down— grip tightening, mouth suctioned, and thick tongue sliding up and down your dripping folds, mainly focusing on your clit.

your thighs shake on his shoulders as you cum, back bowing and mouth gaping in pleasure.

"toruuuu-" you croak, tears stinging in your eyes as his tongue slows but the pressure he applys increase. "mm- i got you." he mumbles, words barely reaching your ears as he continues his slow, sensual assault.

…

holding hands…

"cmon, pretty, lemme hold your hand— thaaat's it." satoru coo's, breath grazing your already throbbing clit. your hand slowly slides into his, your warmths merging together.

the tip of satoru's tongue sticks out to lay a slow kitten lick on your clit, blue eyes watching your face contort and jaw slack.

your hand tightens and breath hitches.

"just relax. i got you, baby."

satoru's tongue darts out further, laying a proper lick from your cunt right to your clit.

"toru.."

satoru mumbles a 'shh…' hand squeezing yours as his lips suction around your clit, wispy white lashes batting up at you. satoru pulls back, tongue licking from your dripping cunt to your clit where it circles around the bud.

"so perfect f'me." he whispers, mouth moving to suction and suck on your lips, tongue sliding right down the middle and dipping into your wetness.

your back bows off the mattress from satoru's actions, hand squeezing his with a new force.

satoru hands were definitely going to be aching from the way youre squeezing them, but it's honestly not your fault— with the way satoru focused on your clit, his pretty pink lips suctioning around your swollen bud with only one sole purpose: to make you cum.

"sa- ah! satoru!" a gasp moan mixture leaves your lips, intertwined fingers starting to ache as the pleasure only increases.

satoru only hums into you, diving a little deeper with a shake of his head— eyes still trained to your face.

with one more hum from satoru and one more suck on your sensitive clit, you cum with a cry and shaking thighs, hands of course still squeezing your boyfriends.

And now you’re naked between them, covered in marks you don’t even remember getting, and your body is still humming from whatever the hell the three of you did.

“Morning already?” Shoko’s voice is raspy, sleepy, right against your ear. She doesn’t move her head, just presses a lazy kiss to the side of your neck like it’s the most normal thing in the world. “You were so cute last night. All whiny and desperate.”

Your face burns. “Shut up,” you mutter, you try to sit up, only for Hange’s arm to tighten around you.

Hange makes a pleased sound and nuzzles closer, lips brushing your shoulder. “Mmm, don’t move yet. You feel too good right here.” Their hand slides up, palm cupping one of your breasts like they own it, thumb lazily circling your already hard nipple. “God, you were loud. Kept begging for more even when you were shaking.”

You shove at their wrist, but there’s no real force behind it. Your body still remembers the feeling too clearly: hands everywhere, mouths on your skin, the way they worked together like they’d done this before. The way you came so hard you saw stars and probably screamed both their names.

“I don’t… I don’t remember much,” you admit, hating how small you sound. “Just that it felt… really fucking good.”

Shoko chuckles softly, the sound vibrating against your neck. She lifts her head just enough to look at you, brown eyes half-lidded and amused. “Of course it did. You came three times on Hange’s fingers alone before I even got my mouth on you. Then you rode my face like you were trying to break the bed.” She smirks. “You hate us so much, but your pussy didn’t get the memo.”

Hange laughs, bright and loud even though it’s barely morning. They prop themselves up on one elbow, messy hair falling into their face as they grin down at you. “She kept saying ‘I hate you both’ right until she was crying from how good it felt. It was adorable.” Their free hand trails down your stomach, fingertips brushing the sensitive skin just above where you’re still sore. “Want me to remind you? I can be gentle this time.”

You slap their hand away, but your thighs press together on instinct. “Don’t. This was a mistake. I was drunk, you two are… you two.”

Shoko just hums, nipping at your earlobe. “Drunk enough to beg us to fuck you together, but not drunk enough to forget how many times you said ‘please’.” She shifts, pressing her body flush against your side, one hand sliding down to rest on your hip. “And look at you now. Still wet just thinking about it.”

You hate that she’s right. Your body is already reacting again, nipples tight, pussy soaked despite the headache and the mortification.

Hange leans in, kissing the corner of your mouth, voice dropping into something softer but still teasing. “We can pretend it never happened if you want. Or…” Their fingers trace lazy circles on your thigh. “We can do it again while you’re sober. See if you still hate us when I eat you out and Shoko’s sitting on your face.”

Your breath catches, you should push them both off, you should grab your clothes (wherever they are) and get the hell out of here. But the way they’re both touching you, the memories flickering back in flashes: Hange’s eager mouth between your legs while Shoko kissed you stupid, the way they laughed when you came so hard you couldn’t speak…

“I… I need a minute,” you whisper, voice shaky.

Shoko smiles against your skin. “Take all the minutes you need, baby. We’re not going anywhere.”

Hange just grins wider, pressing another kiss to your shoulder. “Yeah. And next time you wake up between us, maybe you’ll remember every single second of how good we made you feel.”

You close your eyes, trying to ignore how your body is already betraying you again, thighs slick and heart racing. You hate them. You really, really do. But you don’t get up, before you can think if it’s a good decision or not, you lean into Hange’s touch, letting their hand roam your body, testing how your body reacts to them. 

“You’re sensitive, right?” Hange asks, pinching your poor nipple before soothing the pain with her tongue. You whimper in response, nodding a little and turning your face to Shoko, who’s just watching the scene. “It’s alright, we’ll be gentle.”

“Talk about you,” Shoko adds. “I love seeing her dumb and fucked out. Look, can’t even pretend she hates it.”

You try to glare at her, but it comes out more like a pathetic little pout. “Shut up, Shoko…”

She just smirks and grabs your chin with two fingers, forcing you to look at her. “Make me.”

Before you can snap back, Hange’s hand slides down between your legs. Their fingers are careful, tracing through your folds like they’re memorizing every inch. You’re embarrassingly wet already and Hange lets out a delighted sound when they feel it.

“So slick for us,” Hange whispers, pressing a kiss to your collarbone. Two fingers slide inside you slowly, stretching you just right. They curl gently, stroking that spot that makes your thighs shake. “That’s it… just relax for me.”

You moan before you can stop it, back arching a little into their touch. Hange keeps the pace slow and sweet, fucking you with steady thrusts while their thumb brushes your clit in lazy circles.

Shoko watches for a second longer, then leans in close. “Open your mouth.”

You hesitate, breath hitching. She narrows her eyes. “I said open.”

Your lips part on instinct. Shoko pushes two fingers past them, pressing down on your tongue. She slides them deeper, to the back of your throat and you gag softly around them.

“Good girl,” she says, voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Suck.”

“Mmph!” You do, hollowing your cheeks, tongue swirling around her fingers while Hange keeps fingering you. The contrast is dizzying. Hange’s touch is so soft and caring, crooning quiet praises against your neck. “You’re doing so well, darling… taking my fingers so nicely. Feel how wet you are? All for us.”

Shoko twists her fingers in your mouth, pushing them in and out slowly. “Look at you. Hating us all year and now you’re drooling on my fingers like a desperate slut.” She pulls them out for a second, strings of spit connecting them to your lips, then spits directly into your open mouth. The warm spit lands on your tongue and she immediately pushes her fingers back in, spreading it around. “Swallow.”

You do, whimpering around her digits. The humiliation burns hot in your chest, but it only makes you wetter. Hange feels it and moans softly, speeding up their fingers just a little.

“She likes that,” Hange says happily, pressing a kiss to your jaw. “Her pussy just clenched so hard around me.”

“Of course she does,” Shoko sneers, spitting into your mouth again before feeding you her fingers once more. “She acts all tough but she’s just a needy hole who wants to be used by the girls she pretends to hate.”

Hange nuzzles your neck, still fingering you with that gentle, perfect rhythm. “Don’t listen to her too much, okay? You’re so pretty like this… so good for us.” Their thumb keeps rubbing your clit in soft circles, building the pleasure higher and higher while Shoko keeps fucking your mouth with her fingers, occasionally pulling back to spit on your tongue again.

“F-fuck, Hange… Hange please nghh” 

You’re shaking between them, moans muffled around Shoko’s digits, hips rocking weakly to meet Hange’s hand. Every time Shoko spits, you feel yourself clench harder around Hange’s fingers. The mix of Hange’s soft care and Shoko’s mean words is driving you insane.

Hange kisses your cheek tenderly. “You can come whenever you want, sweetheart. We’ve got you.”

Shoko laughs low and cruel, pushing her fingers deeper into your throat. “Yeah. Come on our fingers like the pathetic little bitch you are. We both know you’re dying to.”

Your eyes water, but you can’t stop the building heat. Hange’s fingers curl just right, Shoko’s spit-slick fingers keep sliding over your tongue and you’re trapped between soft praise and sharp degradation. You hate them. You hate how good it feels.

“M’close! S’close ah!” You’re shaking hard, back arched off the bed as the orgasm crashes closer. Your hand weakly pushes at Hange’s wrist, but they just keep going, fingers curling deep inside you with that same gentle but steady rhythm.

“Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart,” Hange murmurs right against your ear, voice so soft and sweet it makes your pussy ache. “You’re doing so good for me. I’ve got you, I promise.”

Before you can even catch your breath, Shoko yanks her fingers out of your mouth with a wet pop, strings of spit dripping down your chin. She wipes them on your cheek like it’s nothing, then suddenly moves, shoving one of your legs up and out of the way.

“Enough of that soft shit,” she says. “My turn.”

She climbs between your thighs fast, lining her wet pussy right up against yours. The second her slick folds slide against you, you gasp. Shoko doesn’t wait. She grabs your hips hard, nails digging in and starts scissoring you with rough rolls of her hips. The friction is brutal and perfect at the same time. Her clit drags hard against yours with every snap, wet sounds filling the room as she grinds down without mercy. It’s so much harder than Hange’s gentle fingers.

“F-fuck… Ah! Shoko!” you cry out.

“Yeah? That’s what I thought,” Shoko sneers, hips slamming against you harder. “Look at you, this sloppy little cunt is dripping all over me.” She grinds in tight circles, making sure your clits rub together with every move. “Bet you’ve been fantasizing about this while you were busy hating us, huh?”

Hange stays right by your side, one arm wrapped around your shoulders to keep you close. Their free hand cups your breast, squeezing gently before rolling your nipple between their fingers. “You’re so beautiful right now… taking everything she gives you. Such a good girl.”

You moan loudly, the mix of Shoko’s rough scissoring and Hange’s sweet touches making your head spin. Hange leans in and kisses you, tongue sliding against yours while their thumb keeps playing with your nipple, pinching and tugging just enough to make you whimper into their mouth.

Shoko laughs breathlessly, never slowing down. She fucks you harder, hips snapping so the wet slap of skin on skin echoes. “Fuck, you’re soaking me. Feel that? That’s how much your body wants this even if your stupid mouth keeps saying you hate us.”

Hange pulls back from the kiss just enough to speak, lips brushing yours. “You’re doing amazing, darling. Look how pretty you sound when you moan like that.” They kiss you again, softer this time, while their hand keeps massaging your tits, switching from one to the other, thumbs brushing over your hard nipples in slow circles.

You can’t think straight. Shoko is scissoring you so hard it almost hurts, her clit grinding relentlessly against yours, sending sharp sparks of pleasure through your whole body with every rough thrust. Your hips jerk up to meet her on instinct, chasing more of that brutal friction.

“Shit, too much, t-too much ah!” you gasp, but your legs spread wider anyway.

“Too much?” Shoko mocks, leaning down to bite your shoulder. “Then why are you fucking yourself back on me like a desperate whore?” She speeds up even more, grinding down with mean snaps of her hips that make your clit throb.

Hange kisses your cheek, then your jaw, then down to your neck. “It’s okay if it’s a lot, sweetheart. You can take it, mm? You’re so strong and so pretty when you let go for us.” Their mouth finds your nipple again, sucking gently while their fingers keep playing with the other one, soft and loving like they’re trying to balance out Shoko’s roughness.

You’re crying out with every hard grind from Shoko, body trembling between them. The pleasure is building so fast it scares you. Hange’s gentle kisses and praises keep melting you while Shoko’s mean words and brutal scissoring push you right to the edge.

“Come on,” Shoko growls, hips slamming harder. “Cum for me, you pathetic slut. Make a mess all over my pussy.”

Hange nuzzles your temple, voice warm and encouraging. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.”

Your whole body locks up, a broken moan ripping from your throat as the orgasm hits you like a wave. You shake violently between them, pussy pulsing hard against Shoko’s as you cum, slick coating both of you.

Shoko doesn’t stop scissoring you through it, riding out every twitch and whimper with that same rough pace. “That’s it. Good little bitch. Look at you soaking the sheets.”

Hange keeps kissing you through the whole thing, soft little pecks on your lips, your cheeks and your forehead, while their hands stay gentle on your tits. “There you go… such a good girl. I’m so proud of you. You did so well.”

You’re panting and wrecked when it finally starts to fade, body limp and trembling. Shoko slows her hips but doesn’t pull away completely, still grinding slow and lazy against your oversensitive clit.

Hange smiles down at you, brushing sweaty hair from your face. “See? You’re okay. We’ve got you.”

Shoko smirks, voice still mean but a little breathless. “Pathetic how fast you came. But cute.”

You can only whimper, caught between hating them and already wanting more. Your whole body feels heavy and way too sensitive. Shoko finally slows her hips, giving one last lazy grind against your soaked pussy before she pulls back with a wet sound that makes your face burn.

“Fuck… that was messy,” she mutters, but her voice isn’t as sharp as before. She flops down on your other side, chest rising and falling fast with a thin sheen of sweat on her skin.

Hange is already moving, gentle as ever. They press soft kisses all over your face, little pecks on your forehead and the tip of your nose. “You did so good, sweetheart,” they whisper. “So pretty when you let go like that. I’m really proud of you.”

You whimper quietly, eyes still half-closed. Your thighs are trembling and sticky, and the ache between your legs is deep now, but in a good way. Hange notices right away. They reach over to the nightstand and grab a bottle of water that must have been left there last night.

“Here, drink a little,” they say softly, helping you lift your head. You take small sips, the cool water soothing your dry throat. Hange wipes the corner of your mouth with their thumb when a drop escapes. “Good girl. Just like that.”

Shoko watches the whole thing with that lazy smirk, but she doesn’t say anything mean this time. Instead she rolls onto her side and reaches for the blanket that got kicked to the foot of the bed. She pulls it up over the three of you, tucking it around your shoulders with surprising care.

“Don’t get used to this soft shit,” she says, but there’s no bite in it. She scoots closer anyway, pressing her body against your back so you’re sandwiched between them again, this time all warm and safe. 

Hange smiles at her over your shoulder, then turns back to you. “You okay? Not too sore?” Their hand slides down gently, not between your legs, just resting on your hip, thumb rubbing slow circles into your skin. “If anything hurts, tell me. I can get a warm cloth or something.”

You shake your head a little. “I’m… fine. Just tired. And kinda embarrassed still.”

Shoko snorts softly against the back of your neck. “Embarrassed? After you came so hard you almost cried? Cute.” But then she presses a kiss right below your ear, surprisingly gentle. “You were hot though. Really hot.”

Hange chuckles quietly and leans in to kiss your lips, no tongue this time. “Don’t be embarrassed, darling. We loved every second, you were perfect.” They pull back and brush your sweaty hair away from your face. “Want me to rub your back a little? Or just cuddle? Whatever you need.”

The warm and safe feeling from a minute ago is already slipping away. Your skin feels sticky and used, your thighs still slick and every little ache between your legs reminds you exactly what just happened. You feel dirty. Really dirty. Like you let the two people you’ve spent months complaining about turn you into something pathetic and needy. Your stomach twists. You shift uncomfortably under the blanket, trying to pull away a little, but Hange’s arm is still draped over you and Shoko’s body is pressed close against your back.

“I… I feel gross,” you whisper, voice cracking. You can’t even look at them. “This was so stupid. I let you both… and now I just feel dirty. Like I shouldn’t have done any of that.”

The words hang in the air for a second. Hange sits up a bit, their messy hair falling into their eyes as they look down at you with a worried expression. “Hey, hey, no. Come here, sweetheart.” They gently pull you closer, wrapping both arms around you so your head rests against their chest. Their hand strokes your hair in soothing motions. “You’re not dirty at all. Not even a little. You were beautiful. You let yourself feel good, that’s all. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

You shake your head against their skin, eyes stinging. “But it’s you two. I’ve hated you both for so long and then I just… spread my legs and let you fuck me like that. I feel cheap.”

Shoko lets out a quiet sigh from behind you. She doesn’t move away. Instead she slides her arm tighter around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder. Her voice is still a little raspy, but the mean edge is gone. 

“You’re not cheap. Stop that shit right now.” She presses a kiss to the side of your neck, surprisingly soft. “Yeah, we’ve been assholes to each other all year. But last night? This morning? That wasn’t you being pathetic. That was you finally letting go with people who wanted you just as bad.”

You sniffle, still feeling that gross twist in your chest. “I came so hard I couldn’t even think straight… while you were calling me a slut and spitting in my mouth. God, I let you do all that.”

Hange cups your face with both hands, tilting it up so you have to look at them. Their eyes are warm and serious, no teasing grin this time. “Listen to me, okay? You didn’t ‘let’ us do anything you didn’t want. Every moan, every time you pushed back against us, every ‘please’… that was you choosing it. And it was hot as hell, but more than that, it was honest. You’re allowed to want things that feel dirty. It doesn’t make you bad or gross. It just makes you human.”

Shoko’s fingers trace slow circles on your stomach under the blanket. “And for the record,” she says quietly, “I only call you that stuff because I know you like it. Not because I think less of you. If it ever stops feeling good, I’ll shut up. But don’t lie there feeling ashamed like you did something wrong. You looked fucking incredible falling apart between us.”

You bite your lip, tears threatening to spill. “I just… I don’t know how to feel normal after this. My body still feels all… used.”

Hange kisses your forehead, then your temple, then the corner of your eye where a tear almost falls. “Then let us help you feel clean again. We can take a shower together if you want. Or I can run a bath. Shoko’ll wash your hair and I’ll massage your shoulders, whatever you need. We want to take care of you.”

Shoko nods against your shoulder. “You’re not gross, idiot. You’re just a girl who came really hard with two people who are crazy about her. That’s not dirty. That’s lucky.”

Hange smiles gently and presses another kiss to your lips. “We’ve got you. Both of us. You don’t have to figure everything out right now. Just let us hold you a little longer, okay? You’re safe here. And you’re wanted exactly like this.”

You stay quiet for a moment, letting their words sink in. The gross feeling is still there, but it’s smaller now, pushed back by Hange’s warm hands in your hair and Shoko’s steady arm around your waist.

“…Okay,” you finally mumble, voice small. “Maybe the shower sounds nice.”

Hange’s face lights up with that bright, gentle smile. “Yeah? Then let’s go. I’ll make the water just how you like it.”

Shoko gives your waist one last squeeze before sitting up. “I’ll change the sheets so you have something clean to come back to. We can talk about it more later, or fuck it out, whatever you prefer.”

You let out a watery laugh despite yourself. Hange helps you sit up, keeping an arm around you the whole time and Shoko leans in to press a surprisingly tender kiss to your cheek.

his strength…

big in strength, great in strength— whatever. point is, nolan is strong. “oh my god- nolan- put me down- PUT ME DOWN!” you shout, because one second nolan was on his knees, face between your thighs, and the next your legs are suddenly on his shoulder and you’re up in the air. you feel nolan smirking against your skin, tongue never stopping. “nolan- this isn’t- oh my god this isn’t funny!” your fist fully grips nolan’s hair, surely ripping out some strands. you throw you head back against the wall, “i’m gonna- you should- oh god- i’m gonna cum!” you moan, thighs shaking around nolan’s head as his large hands hold you up. nolan slowly brings you down once your thighs stop their movement. “you’re done.” you pant, staring up at the mustached man and gripping his shoulder for support. “really? i was just getting started.” nolan grins, hands already reaching for your hips.

his clothes…

y’know how boyfriends get turned on by their girl in their clothes? nolan just laughs. “nolan! stop laughing…” you pout, watching the way your boyfriend is absolutely DYING at the sight of you in his shirt. the shirt was huge! it engulfed your frame and made you look like some fool. “you’re so annoying.” you grumble, removing the shirt and revealing your body. nolan stops laughing, “oh cmon, don’t tease me.” he breathes, drinking in the sight of your naked frame in front of him. “i’m not sure what you mean.” you shrug. “come here…” nolan’s says, already making his way towards you, hands itching to grip your hips.

your fingers tug at nolan’s hair, legs wrapped around his torso as he sucks and flicks his tongue over your sensitive nipple, one of his hands in your panties, fingers playing with your clit while the other fondles with your other breast. “you taste like heaven.” nolan’s pants, moving onto the other breast and giving it the same treatment, flatten his heavy tongue over the bud. “nolan-“ you moan, back arching into his warm touch. “that’s it, pretty girl. the prettiest.”

his hands…

his fingers were fucking huge. they always caught your eye, from the moment he picked you up on the first date, your eyes watched the way his fingers wrapped around the steering wheel and held the gear shift. god it was such a sight. could you imagine him finger fucking you while he drives?

“mfgh!” you whimper from behind your hand, mouth agape under your palm at the feeling of nolan’s fingers curling up into you. “it’s okay, love. it’s just us.” nolan says, noticing the way you’re hiding your moans. “p-pay attention to the road- uh!- i’m gonna- right there- don’t stop-“ you ramble, cunt clenching around nolan’s fingers and your hands gripping the car doors arm rest. “that’s it. cum for me.”

and obviously, his dick.

the first couple of sexual interactions you guys had with each other didn’t involve any penetration nor did it invole oral. just pure dry humping, and god you could just feel the size of him. did it scare you? arouse you? both??? that was a question for later...

“nolan… i think we should go all the way.” you pant, pulling away from his lips and running a hand down his chest as your eyes look into his. “god- fuck- don’t say that.” nolan grunts, eyebrows furrowing as his hips buck up at just the thought of fucking you. “nolan, please… i want you inside of me..” you whisper, hand moving to cup his cheek, thumb running over the skin, your eyes watching as his pupils get wider wider.

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“alright, just one more finger, love. i know you can take it.” nolan’s fingers were stretching you out, prepping you for his cock. “another one? oh god-“ you groan and nolan lowly chuckles, slipping in a fourth finger which makes you gasp and grip onto his shoulder tighter, body arching into his touch. “i think- i think im gonna cum..” you breathe, chest heaving with each word as you get closer and closer to cumming. “that’s it, pretty girl. do what you do best and cum all over my fingers.” your toes curl and eyes roll back, it’s practically humiliating how you get off on nolan just saying shit.

your mouth is left wide open as nolan slides in, eyes widening at the stretch. “y’okay?” nolan asks, watching the way your face contorts as he pushes more of himself in. you nod your head and bite your lip. “mhm, is that- is that all of it?” you ask, fingers pinching and pulling at your nipples. “just a couple more…” nolan mumbles, thumb traveling to tease your clit. you clench around his cock as a response, toes curling at the pressure. “can you start moving?” you ask, wide eyes looking up at nolan who nods and begins thrusting. “don’t hold back.” famous last words.

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“ngh- nolan- slow down! you’re gonna break me!!” you mewl, eyes rolling back as nolan fucks into you at a fast and brutal pace, making you moan the same broken syllable over and over like a broken machine. “uh- uh- uh- uh-“ you moan with each thrust, hand gripping your own breast. “attagirl, get all cock drunk for me.” nolan talks, fingers moving to make rough circles against your puffy clit. “gonna cum deeeep in this pussy and she’s gonna take all of it, isn’t she?” nolan grunts, thrusts getting sloppier and heavier. “she’s gonna take all of it- please- she’s wants it so baddd-“ you slur

“such a good girl f’me. taking my cock so well, ‘s like you were made for me.” nolan pants, getting closer and closer to his release. “c-cumming! ‘m cumming!!!” you shout, back arching off the mattress. “that’s it- take my cum- pretty pussy’s gonna look so perfect stuffed.” nolan grunts with each thrust, cock pulsing as he shoots his cum deep into your cunt, body collapsing on top of you. “sorry if i went too hard…” nolan speaks, pressing soft kisses to the skin on your neck while his hands softly squeeze the meat on your hips. “no, it was perfect.” you reassure, hand moving to run your fingers through nolan’s hair.

extra scene…

“jesus christ, nolan” you gasp, finally met face to face with nolan’s cock for the first time. “what?” nolan questions with a raised brow. “what are you, part horse?” you choke, moving a hand to wrap around him. “holy shit- why are you so big?”

you couldn’t tell if this was the best day of your life or the worst. maybe both since your jaw is definitely going to be sore after this.

you gag around nolan’s cock, drool and saliva dripping from your lips and onto your exposed tits while your hands wrap around the base of his dick, jerking what you can’t swallow. “ffuuuckkk-“ nolan groans, large hand resting at the back of your head— not pushing, just following your movements. you pull off nolan’s cock with a gasp, heavily breathing through your mouth as you hands continue to jerk him off.

“you’re- gasp you’re too big f’me” you pant with an open mouth, strings of saliva stretching from your mouth to nolan’s cock. you slide his cock past your pretty little lips, sucking around his mushroom tip and sliding your tongue back and forth on the slit. “fuck, you’re so good- fucking perfect.” nolan breathes, hips thrusting as you take him further into your mouth. you slack your jaw and bob your head, gaging every so often.

“jussstt like that- fuck. gonna cum down your throat- gonna swallow every damn drop.” nolan moans, balls tightening as his hips thrust into your mouth. with a loud groan, nolan cums down your throat, large hands keeping you from moving. you slide off his limp cock with a pant, watery eyes looking up at the man to see him already looking at you. you open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out, not a drop of cum left. “so fucking perfect.” nolan responds to the action, hand wrapping around his cock once more.