Grian's voice rang out through the haze. “Do that again.”
Mumbo whined as Scar slowly pulled out, vision fuzzy as he weakly strained against his restraints— only for the other thrust into him again, hard. “Ah~! Scar please-” He gasped as he was faced with sudden stillness once more, head held aloft by only Grian's hands.
He felt like he had been here for hours, Scar and Grian playing with him like a toy made for the two of them to share; gentle touches, teasing words, enough to work him up without pushing him over the edge. Until now.
“Please- please, please, I'll- I'll do anything-” Mumbo gasped, too far gone to be embarrassed, to care about anything but the fullness of Scar inside him. “Please, Scar-”
“Wait- just the one,” Grian hummed, and Scar's hips stilled before he could thrust again, pulling a desperate wail out of Mumbo.
“You're so mean to him, Grian-” Was Scar laughing? “Come on, he'll moan so pretty for us.”
The two of them weren't even looking at him. “Gri, please,” Mumbo gasped, his restraints going taut for just a moment before he went limp again, whining.
There was a beat, and then finally Grian looked down at him, eyes even darker than usual, examining him. Then he broke, the sadist, a smile splitting his face. “Okayyy, fine,” he snickered, thumb wiping away some drool that had escaped from Mumbo's mouth. “Let's see if you can cum without us touching you, Mumby. Show him what you've got, Scar.”
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