No matter how many times you touched him, it’s like it only filled him with more hunger. You knew that was part of his life when you got involved with him, but you never imagined how much you’d pull out of him during his heat.

The normally composed, independent Gorou became stuck to you, yearning for something that only you could give him.

“Please, baby, please.. ‘need it.”

His voice was whiny, pleading for more friction that you were currently giving him.

“Come on, puppy, tell me what you need.” Your words were soft, and his cock ached with the gentle teasing. Your hand was great, felt like silk on his cock, but he needed more.

It was selfish, he knew that, but in this state he couldn’t help but want more.

“Cum. ‘need to cum. . . so bad.”

Your hand rose until your fist was squeezing around the tip of his cock. Choosing to be a little mean, you began to circle your fist over his cockhead, forcing the whiniest moan out from him.

His back arched and his hips began to thrust into your hand, desperately trying to chase the feeling.

You continued your torture on his tip, completely entranced by the way his previous orgasms acted as a creamy lubricant.

He loved it, and it was evident by the way his cock leaked precum. You were shocked, it was so much. So much that it rolled down your knuckles with each pump of your hand.

“Ah, ah!”

You couldn’t help the way your lip quirked up as you heard his disappointed whines.

“Sh, quit being a brat. ‘M gonna make you feel good.”

Pulling your hand from his cock, you reached over to grab a bottle of lube.

You poured a little bit on the tip of his cock, watching the way it slid down to the base of his cock and mixed with his cum.

You wanted to take a mental picture of this, hoping to keep it engraved in your mind forever. It wasn’t often that you saw him like this, and you couldn’t love it more.

You were snapped out of it when you saw his greedy hand reaching to touch himself.

“Don’t you dare, otherwise I’ll leave you here to fend for yourself.”

Immediately his hand dropped limp by his side.

“Good boy.”

His eyes fluttered open to stare at you. You couldn’t help the flow of arousal when you saw his fucked out face, flooding with admiration at your words.

You wasted no time sliding the pocket pussy down his length, relishing in the way he rewarded you with a moan.

Each movement of the toy was loud. Wet, squelching sounds echoed through the room as you continued to pleasure him.

You found it endearing to watch the way his hips rose to fuck the toy in time with you. They were sloppy, and it was clear that he was only in it for the orgasm, but it was cute regardless.

“More, ‘need more, ‘need you.”

“shouldn’t squirm so much” her voice in your ear is as sweet as honey. you’re even more entranced by the smell of yor’s perfume filling your nostrils. it makes you want to listen to her every word. “want loid to make you feel good, don’t you?”.

you nod as your back rests against the women’s chest. of course you want it, you want it so bad. loid, who’s in the nude in between your legs at this point, pipes in after you nod. “yeah? then keep these pretty legs open for me”.

his words are laced with sugar like yor’s but there’s a bit more steepness behind his orders. with yor holding your thighs, you open your legs wide for loid with her assistance. “that’s it” yor says in satisfaction before she goes to nibble on your earlobe. “stay like that so loid can have a taste of you”.

for a second time you nod before loid’s head dips toward your cunt, that’s on full display for him. you shudder as you feel loid’s tongue glide along your folds. his licks start off light, somewhat conservative, that is until your flavour sinks into loid’s taste buds.

all of a sudden it’s like he’s a man starving. after sucking your clit raw, his tongue darts into your quivering hole. a high pitched mewl falls from your lips as loid’s wet muscle swirls around. before long the sound of him slurping your juices echoes in your ears.

it’s embarrassingly loud and obnoxious. you almost want to cower away but yor’s quick to make you behave. “remember what loid said? don’t close your legs” she urges when she notices your trembling thighs. “can’t make you cum if you try and hide from us”.

she’s right, you know she is. eventually your desire to reach your orgasm overpowers your humiliation. you’re so focused on using all the strength you have to make sure that you don’t restrict loid’s excess that you don’t notice yor’s hands creeping away from your hips.

next thing you know her delicate fingers are pinching your nipples. if you had seen her hands sliding up your and to your breasts you may have been more prepared for the moan she forces out of you but you aren’t. because if that you can’t contain yourself as yor gropes your tits.

“look at you” yor coos, addicted to the way your body reacts as she stimulates your perky buds. “our pretty little flower. how does our sweet thing taste?”.

“like heaven” loid groans, only pulling away from your pussy to answer. he can only bare to remove his mouth for a second before he’s indulging in his meal again. just like yor’s fond of the way you act, he’s intoxicated by your taste. “gonna make this pretty pussy cum on my face” loid makes his muffled promise.

your breathing is erratic as the pair tease and play with you to their heart's content. with so much attention on you, you doubt you’ll be able to last. you let yor know as much with a desperate whine. the woman giggles softly as she looks down at you through crimson eyes.

“need to cum? don’t worry. loid will make it happen. won’t you?” yor reassures, letting go of one of your tits. now her free hand is slipping down to rub circles over your sensitive nub.

meanwhile loid’s still devouring your cunt, although know he’s also putting his long thick fingers to use. in response to yor’s question, he releases a guttural moan. it fumbled through your body as you feel a warmth form in your stomach. that’s it, you can’t take it anymore.

“i-i’m cumming!” you squeal. just like that your walls close in around loid’s pumping digits and tongue. you’re squirting all over his mouth, much to the man’s delight.

yor’s giving you sweet praises when loid finally rises from his previous position. he’s swallowed most of your slick but there’s still a bit dripping from his chin when his face moves closer to yours.

“thank you for the meal,” loid hums, hand gently hold your chin as he pulls you in for a sloppy kiss. you whimper when you taste yourself in his mouth.

when loid lets you escape from the kiss, you’re only given half a second to catch your breath before yor’s capturing her lips. her tongue’s gracefully dancing against yours, as if she’s searching for anything savouring that loid may have left behind.

“did so good for us” yor smiles when she finally pulls away, granting you the oxygen your lungs desperately need. “but we’re not done. think you can keep being a good little flower?”.

neither of the two wait for you to utter words of agreement. they already know the answer. as much as you were like a drug to them, yor and loid know that you loved when they used you as their plaything.

taking his cock in his hand, loid lines it up with your entrance as yor parts your curtain like folds. “you’re begging to be stuffed full, aren’t you?” loid practically growls. “i’ll let you have a turn when i’m done, yor”.

“good” yor smirks, gently nipping at your neck. just then loid pushes his cock inside, making you throw your head back. even with how deafening your moans are as loid stretches you out, you hear yor’s next sentence loud and clear. “don’t fuck them too stupid, loid. i still want them strong enough to ride my face when you’re finished”.

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