I'm a simple girl

It was finally the weekend.

You felt like you were barely holding it together, only able to count down the hours until you could see Caleb again. Work had been particularly brutal for both of you lately, which meant you were surviving on late night video calls and text messages.

Now, though, you could hardly remember your misery. Not with the top off the Jeep that Caleb had rented and the wind roaring in your ears.

The city and all its worries were far behind you now, there were only trees blurring together as you passed them while lazily winding up the side of a mountain.

You took a moment to glance over, marveling at how good Caleb looked like this. The sun poured over him, glinting off his aviators as he drove—one hand on the steering wheel while the other held yours tightly. He looked so relaxed, even threw a cheeky smile at you to let you know he was enjoying the view as much as you were.

Eventually the pavement ended, giving way to abandoned logging roads that twisted through old forests. The Jeep lurched over a rut, hard enough to knock you back against your seat. A startled laugh burst out of you before you could stop it.

Caleb glanced over, the corner of his mouth lifting,

“You alright over there?” The Jeep hit a pothole and rattled the cab, bouncing you against your seatbelt.

“Fantastic,” you giggled, “this is so luxurious!” He laughed—the sweet, boyish sound of it nearly swallowed by the tires crunching over gravel and the wind whipping around you.

His hand held yours a little more tightly, bringing them up to his mouth to press a kiss into your knuckles.

Dust billowed up and swirled around you in golden clouds while the trees grew thicker, casting shadows across the road the deeper you went. For awhile you were both content exploring, taking in the scenery as you went.

Finally, he slowed and pulled off at a rocky outcrop. You were near the top of the mountain where you could see the valley below you stretch for miles, dappled in shades of green mingling with the turquoise river.

“Wow…” You breathed, climbing out of the dusty Jeep to admire the view.

“Will this spot do?” Caleb asked, stretching his stiff limbs out as he stood and walked over to you.

“I think so.” You gave him a look—the one you always gave him when you were promised some mischief to get into.

Caleb’s mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile. He would never admit how much he adored that wicked little spark, even though he knew it probably spelled trouble for him at some point.

In typical Caleb fashion he insisted on all the heavy lifting, setting up the camp site quickly while you drifted in and out of his reach, fussing over arranging your sleeping bags and hanging string lights.

“We make a pretty good team,” he remarked, clapping the dust from his hands as you both stood back to admire your work. You leaned into his side, taking in the little patch of wilderness you had claimed and made your own. Something about the way your sleeping bags laid next to each other in your little orange tent made your heart flutter, but you stuffed the feeling down before it could make you misty-eyed.

“A team? You hardly let me do anything.” You whined and he chuckled like he always did when you got petulant.

“Feeling hungry yet? I can get started on dinner…” He offered in penance, wrapping his arms around you waist.

You shook you head, wrapping your arms around his neck in return.

“I wanna go down that trail and dip my toes in the river,” you sighed, “it’s so hot.”

Caleb nuzzled your hair, pulling your warm scent in through his nose. He could smell the heat lingering on your scalp, the salt dampening your skin and hair, then squeezed you once before letting you go.

“Grab your pack then, pipsqueak. It’s a long hike down.”

You abandoned your shoes almost immediately after setting off, opting to feel the cool dirt press into your bare soles. Caleb scrunched up his nose at the thought of you dirtying your feet, but didn’t argue when you shoved the shoes into his hand to carry.

The air smelled sweet and green, and the further you went, the cooler it got. You didn’t really need conversation to keep you company, having him next to you was enough, filling in the empty space that ached so badly all week.

The silence suited him just fine too. After all, the opportunity to observe you closely without getting caught rarely presented itself these days, and he could watch you like this for hours—softly transfixed by every little detail.

He watched the breeze lift loose strands of hair off your face, watched the way you stooped to look at an interesting bug or pick up a pretty stone—secretly smiling to himself when you stuffed it in your pocket, eager to test its smoothness on the river’s surface.

Your collection grew as you continued down the trail, until your hands were full of smooth, pretty treasures. Eventually, Caleb caved and tucked your shoes in his pack, freeing his hands up to help you carry them. You giggled in delight, filling his hands and pockets with stones.

He suffered it with a hopeless little sigh because how could he ever deny you?

You could smell the river getting closer as you moseyed down the trail—cold and wet and faintly fishy.

You looked back at Caleb, who was still weighed down with your rock collection.

He immediately caught that look in your eyes, that devious little glint as you smiled back at him. And he could only sigh when you suddenly took off giggling, darting into the trees and out of his line of sight.

“Where do you think you’re goin’?” he called after you, already jogging to catch up.

He decided he could humor you—let you think that you could run away from him for a minute or two. He listened carefully for your footsteps hitting the ground, the frantic rustle of underbrush, and finally, a triumphant splash as you hit the water.

Caleb broke into a sprint, bursting through the treeline just in time to see you calf-deep in turquoise water, laughing wildly as you frantically waded deeper.

For a split second you thought he might actually let you escape…

That is, until he dumped his pack at the shore next to yours, already grinning in anticipation.

You didn’t even have time to mourn your poor rock collection as it clattered out onto the shore.

“If you’ve got an escape plan, you better use it!” He called before barreling into the river.

You shrieked, trying to run, but the water was already up to your thighs and you could barely manage to keep upright much less cover any ground.

Water exploded around his legs as he charged, doing absolutely nothing to slow him down. You accepted your fate, squeezing your eyes shut and bracing for impact as he closed in—dissolving into giggles as his arms caught you around the middle and squeezed you.

His laughter crashed into yours, loud enough to echo over the chilly surface of the river as he spun you around and around. You thrashed and clung to him at the same time, splashing water until you were both soaked.

“Caught you…” He murmured, breathless with victory, before nuzzling into the ticklish spot just under your jaw.

You squeezed your arms around him, still giggling as you peppered little kisses against the shell of his ear.

“You still lost, though.” You muttered between kisses, delighted when his breath caught.

“How so?” His voice had lost some of its playful lilt.

It was huskier now, and his cheeks flushed red all the way up to his ears..

“I beat you to the river, duh.”

He scoffed, “I wasn’t aware we were racing.”

You pulled back to gloat, smug even while captured and dripping, looking up at him through your lashes.

“Doesn’t matter. I still won.” You shrugged as if the matter was settled.

His fingers trailed up the side of your neck before catching your chin,

“It’s not winning if you cheat, dummy.” You huffed and jutted your lip out at him.

“How dare you.” You poked a finger between his brows and pushed, sending his face tipping back with a satisfying little jerk.

“Ouch!” He chuckled, catching your wrist and ducking down to kiss your lips before you could further weaponize that pout. The sweet taste of river water mingling with your chapstick made him sigh, his lips lingering against yours so he could savor it.

You smiled, suddenly smug again, and deepened the kiss—just enough to tempt him, inviting him to take more.

But he pulled away instead, refusing to let you win this round too.

“Come on, trouble.” He chuckled, “Your nose is gettin’ red. Better put on some sunscreen before you burn.” He left no room for argument, carrying you out of the river in his gentle hold.

Your frigid skin nearly sizzled as he set you on a boulder jutting out from the shoreline so he could rummage through his pack. And you sat there patiently, letting him rub sunscreen into every inch of exposed skin while you lounged.

The moment felt a bit like heaven—with the sun above you and a heated rock beneath you warming your wet clothes and slowly drying them out. The lazy slide of his hands over your body, applying just the right amount of pressure as he rubbed you down, clearly in no hurry to finish. The river gurgling softly over the rocky shore at your feet…

His voice broke through your reverie.

“Stand up Pips, lemme get the back of your legs.”

He didn’t give you a chance to respond before hoisting you onto your feet.

“Wha—did you already burn?”

The sight of your bright red legs seemed to genuinely distress him for a moment.

“No, the boulder was just a little hot.” You calmly remarked over your shoulder.

He sucked in a little gasp. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I like it. I’m a lizard, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember… I guess I just underestimated you.” His brows furrowed. “Does it hurt?”

“No. You can touch it—see?” You poked the back of your thigh, jiggling the reddened skin with a sly little smile.

Caleb shooed your hand away. “Don’t do that, you’re gonna irritate it. Here—”

You hummed appreciatively as he smeared cool sunscreen over your burning skin. His hands were softer now, massaging soothing little circles into the plushest parts of your thighs.

“Better?” He asked, pressing a kiss into your hip.

“Mhm.” You smiled as he stared up at you, his pretty eyes shining with adoration from where he knelt.

With sun protection out of the way you pulled a snack out of your bag to share while you skipped rocks together—giggling when he used his Evol to send your smooth pebbles flying impossibly far.

Time ceased to exist for a while, here in your little world where only you and Caleb existed—prowling the shore for pretty rocks and river critters and taking pictures of your posing shadows.

But eventually…

“It’s getting late.” Caleb sighed, shielding his eyes as he looked up at the sky—wishing he could coax the sun into stillness for just a while longer. “We should head back and get started on dinner.”

“Aw mannn…”

He came up behind you and pressed a kiss to the heated skin on your shoulder.

“I know… I’d hate for you to miss the sunset up on the mountain, though.”

You grumbled but agreed, signaling for him to turn around.

Caleb sighed, but slipped his backpack over his chest so you could climb up onto his back. Your feet hurt too much to walk—that was the flimsy excuse you gave him—and he didn’t call you out on it. He just hooked his arms under your thighs and hoisted you up into place.

If you ever bothered to ask, he would tell you he preferred it this way, though. He would always pick the option that allowed him to be touching you in some way—any way.

You nuzzled into his neck as he carried you, unable to resist breathing in his heated skin. He always smelled so good after working out…

You told yourself it was innocent enough, but the more you indulged yourself the harder it became to resist him.

Maybe just a little taste…

Your tongue darted out from from your lips, mere centimeters away from the ticklish skin of his throat before you thought better of it. Best not to risk your piggyback privileges in times like these…

You sighed in resignation, resting your chin in the crook of his neck instead and humming a little tune to pass the time as he labored up the trail.

Caleb deposited you in the hammock he’d hung near the fire pit as soon as you got back to camp. He stuck both of your packs in the tent before digging ingredients out of the cooler and organizing them in piles while you enjoyed the view.

Dinner came together quickly under his capable hands while you watched from the hammock. A cold beer rested in one hand while the other pointed lazily up at clouds, naming their shapes and inventing stories that made him chuckle.

“See that rabbit over there?”

Caleb’s gaze followed your finger to find a pink bunny-shaped cloud.

“Her name is Daisy, and I think she’s very sweet.”

“She looks like a biter, to me.” Caleb mused, returning his focus to the wooden skewers.

“She would probably bite you. She’s a girl’s girl, and we have to stick together.”

Caleb’s glanced at the cloud again, then back at you, clearly fighting a smile.

“It’s your own fault. You’re very bite-able, you know.” You said it casually, and Caleb chuckled—but something inside him clenched at that thought.

“Must be because I’m so delicious.” He mused, while stabbing marinated meat onto skewers and laying them in neat piles.

You laughed wholeheartedly because you couldn’t argue. Caleb was indeed delicious and there was no way around it.

Evening settled around you slowly, the bright shafts of light spilling in from the trees shifted into molten ribbons of gold as you chatted and he cooked.

The smell of grilled meat eventually won over your comfort, pulling you out of your hammock. You wandered over to the cooler to grab another beer before plopping down next to Caleb.

“Mmmm!” You hummed appreciatively, “Smells so good. When do we eat?” The alcohol buzzed pleasantly through you—made you a little loose, a little silly.

Caleb giggled, that sweet boyish sound that you loved so much, as you grabbed his face in both hands and planted sloppy kisses all over him.

He pulled away, blushing all the way up to his ears again.

“Do that again, and dinner will be canceled.” His voice dipped, “We’ll skip straight to dessert…” He murmured, leaning down to kiss you in earnest.

You sighed as he pulled away, meeting his gaze as he stared down at you. You could tell he was teasing, but he would still rip your clothes off right here if you asked him to.

“Okay, okay.” You conceded with a sigh, “I’ll behave, I guess.” He hummed in agreement, nuzzling your nose and turning back to cooking.

The fire burned low before you both, crackling softly, occasionally spitting up sparks that drifted into the dark. You stared into it while slowly turning the last meat skewer, the glowing embers lulling you into a trance while the crickets chirped around the edge of camp.

Caleb sat quietly beside you, close enough so your shoulders bumped whenever you moved. He watched you with a satisfied little smile that he didn’t bother hiding, leaning down to kiss the crown of your head when he couldn’t take it anymore. His smile broke into a grin when you hummed contentedly under his touch.

“Having fun, pips?” His eyes sparkled a little, running his lips over your soft hair.

You giggled, shaking your head yes, because of course you were having fun. How could you ever not have fun with Caleb by your side. Nothing could ever compare to this feeling…

“Dunno how I feel about my favorite lizard sitting on the cold ground,” he murmured. “Aren’t you freezing?”

You pulled your skewer out of the fire to inspect the char before shaking your head.

“I’m alright.” You consoled him with a sweet smile before sticking it back in.

“Besides, I can be closer to the fire this way.”

Caleb huffed, unconvinced, and leaned down into your space—his breath tickling the back of your neck. He brushed a little kiss along your ear and the skin on your arms immediately responded, erupting into goose-flesh.

“I dunno.” He murmured, his voice dipping in your ear. “It’s too chilly for lizards to lie on the ground.” His arms slid around your waist. “Don’t think I can leave you like this.” He scooted up behind you and gathered you into him, settling you between his thighs, and tucking you into the heat of his lap.

You melted immediately, slumping back into his broad chest as his arms tightened around you.

“My savior…” You sighed in contentment. You both sat like that for a little while, watching the fire slowly dim out—until you finally broke the silence.

“I love you,” you murmured when it bubbled up inside you.

Caleb went still.

You felt his heart suddenly pounding hard against your back.

His arms came around you in a tight bear hug, and you giggled, wriggling to free yourself.

“I love you too, pips.” His voice sounded a little wispy as it trembled over you.

“Aww, my mushy puppy.” You wiggled and squirmed, turning in his lap.

He gasped softly as you wrapped you legs around his waist, burying your face in the soft fabric of his hoodie.

“Caleb?”

“Hmm?”

You tipped your head back to look at him, smiling when you saw his expression—the tender melancholy shimmering in his eyes.

He loved you so much it physically hurt…

“We’ll… always be together, now… wont we?”

His hand came up to caress your face, his thumb gently sweeping along your cheek while he thought of a good enough answer.

His heart ached for you, for how scared you must still feel after the accident happened. How could he sooth your worries, though, when he didn’t know the answer?“I think… you and I are the most closely bound souls in this universe.” He whispered, nuzzling you as he spoke. “Not even death could keep us apart for long.” His response surprised you a little.

Your eyes were suddenly misty.

“So yes…” he whispered, “we’ll always be together. I’ll find you in every single lifetime.” His arms came up around your shoulders and squeezed you into him, against the steady thump of his heart.

“Promise?”

Caleb loosened his grip and leaned back so he could look at you once more. Your expression broke his heart a little…

He kissed you tenderly, slowly—pressing his lips to your forehead, your nose, your cheeks and finally your mouth.

“I promise.” He whispered, pulling back to stare into your eyes so you knew how serious he was.

He drew his legs up around you and caged you against him, hugging you until the ache in his heart settled.

Your head was spinning from the alcohol and his crazy body heat. It bled through his hoodie and seeped into you as he held you close.

The fire popped loudly in the background and you turned to look at it. It was only glowing embers now, pulsing faintly against the endless dark.

“Look up pips…” Caleb whispered.

You did, and immediately gasped at the sight of the brilliant night sky.

You had never seen so many stars. The moon was nearly full, hanging silently above you, casting everything in a silvery glow. The dark forest, the tent, the dying fire, Caleb’s face— everything was painted in its soft light.

“Wow…” Your voice came out hushed. “It’s so beautiful.”

Caleb sighed in relief, seeing your eyes light up once again.

“You finally get a little glimpse of what I see on the starship—ouch!”

You smacked his chest before he could finish that thought.

“I don’t want to hear about that…”

Caleb blinked, caught completely off guard. Then softened as he studied the pinch between your brows, the way your lip jutted out in an angry little pout.

“You’re my Caleb tonight. Fleet ships don’t exist.” He chuckled, secretly relieved.

“Noted… only your Caleb tonight—oomph!”

Your lips crashed into his, arms flying wildly around his neck. The kiss was messy and the alcohol was making your head spin, but you persevered—pressing into him, squeezing him tighter.

Caleb gasped underneath you, panting—trying to catch his breath, but you wouldn’t let him. You chased him every time he tried to pull away, biting him as punishment. Relishing in the beautiful noises he made.

“I missed you so much…” You gasped between kisses, trailing your lips down his neck. Caleb didn’t have time to ponder if you were talking about just this past week or…

He hissed as your teeth sank into the sensitive skin over his collarbone, the sound breaking into a groan when your tongue soothed over the fresh mark.

“I missed you too, sweetheart…” He managed to choke out, “I’m right here…” His hands flew to your hips, gripping like he needed something to hold on to as you ground onto him.

He unleashed a wanton moan, sent it echoing into the dark forest, as you attacked the weak spot on the back of his neck, right at the junction of his shoulder.

“W-wait a minute pips—” He tried to find a pause button, just long enough to get you into the tent where it was warm.

“No…” You growled, shoving him back.

Caleb was as good as done for. He laid back helplessly under your insistent hands, gasping as you licked and sucked a trail up his throat. You took your time with him, desperate to leave behind evidence of your love. His grip on your hips would clench tight whenever you hit a particularly sensitive spot.

You loved him like this. Helpless and squirming under you, his mouth parted, eyes shut tightly as he restrained himself so you could have your way for a bit.

The thought should have thrilled you… It did, for a moment.

But then you looked at him properly—Caleb, your Caleb, lying back in the cold dirt with his hair mussed, watching you like he would follow you wherever you went—and your ravenous hunger suddenly dissipated.

“Am I being too rough?” You whispered.

Caleb took hold of your hips and ground you down onto him, his own hips bucking a little at the sensation of your heat dragging over his aching length.

“Anything you do to me,” he gasped, “is perfect…”

You moaned into him, tracing his lips with your tongue while you ground into him again.

You knew you were running on borrowed time at this point, any moment now Caleb would snap, and all that patient restraint would turn on you.

Sure enough, as soon as the thought flitted through your mind, Caleb decided your turn was over.

A growl vibrated through his chest as his arms closed around you. He rolled you beneath him, catching your weight before your back could touch the dirt.

“Enough.” He huffed, hoisting himself up with you in his arms and making his way to the tent.

He fumbled with the zipper, losing precious seconds because you refused to stop kissing him. By the time he finally managed it, his breath was ragged against your mouth.

Without breaking the kiss, he backed you into the cozy warmth of the tent and eased you down onto the sleeping bags, then turned just long enough to yank the zipper shut.

You had maybe a second to blink before he was on you again, suddenly everywhere all at once. You felt his hand press you down while he bent with you, chasing your lips.

Slowly, he slid the hem of your hoodie up, warming his chilly fingers on your stomach and laughing when you squealed. You laughed, trying to smack his hand as it traveled up.

Your giggles suddenly dissolved, though, as his fingers traced your nipple through your bra.

“S’not fair…” you gasped, “how do always find them?” He laughed mischievously, giving it a little pinch.

You let out an undignified little yelp, which only fueled his shenanigans.

Suddenly he was moving with urgency, shifting your hoodie up, sliding it over your head with quick practiced hands. Next your shirt, and finally, that obnoxious sports bra that kept your glorious chest bound too tightly. He was nearly drooling by the time your tits spilled out.

So perfect…

This view would never get old, he thought, leaning back to look at you as you hid your blushing face from him.

“Awww, is my Pipsqueak suddenly shy?”

Damn him... He sounded so innocent.

“Come on, let me see your pretty face,” he crooned, taking your wrist gently and coaxing your arm away.

You peeked out at him, only to find his sweet smile and searching eyes waiting for you, glowing softly in the fairy lights.

“Look at me, baby,” he whispered, tenderly nuzzling your palm.

You pried your eyes open, trying to be obedient even while your thighs were clamping together.

Caleb held your gaze for a moment, searching—making sure you were really okay—before smiling as he watched you melt.

“Good girl…” He caressed your cheek, dipping down to kiss you.

His hand traced a lazy pattern on your tummy, his fingertip just barely grazing your skin, sending shivers wherever he touched while his mouth worked you thoroughly.

He slid his lips down your shoulder, tenderly kissing your collarbone before dipping to down to lavish your chest in attention. The heat of his mouth closed firmly over one nipple, his tongue swirling, lapping, sucking, before moving to the other—then back again.

Your face was on fire.

“Caleb—” you gasped, bucking your hips into his touch as his hand slipped beneath the waistband of your sweats.

He paused there, looking up at you, taking a second to memorize you like this—the flush in your cheeks, the dazed shine in your eyes, your kiss-swollen lips still shiny with his spit.

“What is it, baby?” he whispered.

His mouth traced a slow trail down your stomach, the feather-light kisses making you shiver beneath him. Around your navel. Then lower, kissing along the waistband of your pants.

“You’re going to kill me if you keep this up…” You nearly sobbed as he hooked his finger in your waistband and slowly stretched it down, trailing wet little kisses as he went.

“Already at your limit?” His voice was muffled, face already buried in the heat of your core.

You cried out as his tongue pressed against the mesh of your panties and sent your eyes rolling back. Suddenly your pants were yanked clean off. Caleb growled at the sight of your soaked panties clinging to your lips before diving back in.

His arms snaked under your thighs and locked you tight against his face while he devoured you through the lacy barrier, soaking them and sucking them while you sobbed and cried out.

“Poor thing,” he murmured against you, sounding almost apologetic. “I know. I know baby…” His tongue was insatiable—relentless as he pressed open mouthed kisses to your slit.

“I just can’t help it…” He breathed. “I need to taste you… just a little bit longer.” He was half gone out of his mind, driven to a frenzy by your taste, your smell…

Finally he yanked the sopping fabric aside and dove into you in earnest. You felt like you were suddenly weightless, a euphoric heat exploding through your core, up through your stomach. Caleb moaned openly as you gushed, licking and slurping every last bit before diving back in.

Caleb knew the over stimulation was too much—felt so mean for holding you down while you squirmed. But your taste… your silky heat sucking up his tongue as he plunged in and out. Over and over, in a trance, as your body wriggled and clenched around him.

His eyes rolled back as you came a second time, your thighs clamping down around his head.

You body melted into a boneless puddle beneath him.

The frenzied spell over Caleb seem to break for a moment, long enough to remember himself. He released your sopping heat at once, propping himself up so he could look at you.

You blinked down at him, dazed and glossy-eyed, your chest heaving.

He leaned over you, still fully clothed, hair mussed, mouth swollen. His hands, when they came up to touch you again, were impossibly gentle.

“Hey,” he whispered, brushing your hair back from your damp forehead. “Look at me.”

You did, barely.

Caleb’s face softened with relief at once.

“Too much?” he asked against your shoulder, pressing a little kiss there.

You swallowed, trying to find your tongue.

“No,” you whispered. Your fingers curled into the hem of his hoodie, tugging at him weakly. “Come here.”

He gladly obeyed, leaning down to kiss you properly—tenderly brushing your hair out of your eyes while you caught your breath. You sighed into him, already heating up again under his touch.

His mouth tasted like you and it made your face burn…

He ducked so you could pull his hoodie off and you giggled at the sight of his bare chest.

“You didn’t put a shirt on?”

“Didn’t see a point, pips.” He huffed, his eyes sparkling as he caught your mouth in another heated kiss.

You pushed yourself upright, still a little unsteady, and Caleb instinctively followed your lead, leaning back to give you space. His eyes stayed locked on yours as your hand slid lower, feeling the tremble under his skin as you dipped under the waistband of his pants and into the heat of his arousal.

He hissed as your soft hand squeezed and pet him gently through his boxers.

“Lie down,” you whispered.

Caleb swallowed. For once, he didn’t tease you, let you guide him back onto the sleeping bags.

The tent rustled softly as a breeze swept past, the thin walls shuddering faintly before settling once more.

You followed him down slowly, kissing your way over his flushed chest, taking your time now that he was the one looking up at you, breathless and flushed head to toe.

He reached for you, but you caught his wrist and pressed a kiss to his palm.

“Be still, gege…”

Caleb moaned as you dipped your head to suck a path of hickies along the line of his Adonis belt, pausing to kiss his painfully hard bulge. Only when he started trembling under your lips did you look up at him. His eyes were misty and full of adoration as they gazed down at you, his hands fisted up in the blankets. He watched you slowly hook your fingers in his waistband and pull with that wicked spark in your eyes.

His erection sprung free, slapping up against his stomach.

“Gah!” He gasped, squeezing his eyes shut.

You wasted no time, dragging your tongue along the bulging vein running up his length, sucking the tip into your mouth and enjoying the view as he threw his head back, his entire body straining against itself. You worried for a split second about the sleeping bags shredding in his grip as he fisted them.

They seemed to be holding though…

The corners of your mouth stung as you stretched your lips over his girth, his salty taste flooding your senses.

Caleb groaned as you bottomed out. The sight of your throat bulging with him sent a hot, filthy thrill fluttering through his stomach. You sucked him down, tried to swallow around him, but he was too big.

You bobbed your head once, then twice, twisting your hand around his shaft, over and over again-only pulling off of him when you were sure he was good and lubed up. He was ready now, reduced to a flushed, gasping mess underneath you.

You crawled over him slowly, looking down at him with a satisfied possessiveness.

The fairy lights blurred into a golden haze above him, then disappeared behind your shadow as you loomed over him.

“My Caleb,” you sighed.

His hands came up to your hips at once, helping you line yourself up. Beneath the haze of all that desire, his eyes went tender again.

“Yours,” he whispered, voice barely there.

You closed your eyes, sinking down until your felt the fat, silky head of his cock prod your entrance. You took a deep breath and sank slowly, taking him inch by burning inch.

Caleb’s eyes squeezed shut as your heat sucked him up, your warm gummy walls pulsing around him. It was heaven every single time, he swore he could hear choir music when you clenched around him.

His mouth fell open as you seated yourself fully, a thin sheen of sweat already forming along your pinched brows.

You could only sit there, resting in his lap while you adjusted to the heavy fullness stretching you to your limit. Caleb’s hands left your hips to trail delicately up your waist and grope your chest-taking in the view as you panted, flushed and sweating and fully impaled on his cock.

But he let you take your time, not daring to move an inch.

Eventually the sting faded, the fullness didn’t feel so sharp and uncomfortable.

You rolled your hips experimentally, gasping as the tip of his cock nudged your cervix, his ridges grinding against yours to create a delicious friction.

“Ah—” You gasped, “I’m—I’m not gonna last long like this…”

Caleb’s hands settled back around your hips,

“Here, let me…” He guides your hips forward, rolling them gently, letting the heat build slowly at first.

He had you gasping in no time, sweat beading along his temples as he thrust up into you. The obscenely wet sounds of your bodies connecting bounced off the walls of your tent.

“Oh—Caleb!” You cried out, right at the edge of a great precipice and wanting so badly to fall.

Caleb groaned, his cock jumping inside you.

He wanted nothing more than to pound you silly, to chase his own relief inside your squeezing heat, to smother your insides until you were leaking for days.

But he also didn’t want this to end… wanted it to last all night…

You could tell exactly what he was thinking and refused to let him have his way this time.

Your thighs locked around him tightly and you began riding him in earnest, swinging your hips in tight little circles as you ground down on him.

“W-wait—hold on!” His pleas fell on deaf ears, he was reduced to begging under your relentless pace.

Caleb felt it like a tidal wave off in the distance, gaining power and momentum as it surged towards him.

He panted, his whimpering pleas climbing in octaves as he begged you to slow down. It was no use, your heat had engulfed him, swallowed him whole.

“I-I’m gonna—” The tidal wave was suddenly upon him, violently ripping him from his body as white exploded across his vision. Your name fell from his lips in a sweet, stuttered melody as his body jerked under you.

You threw your head back, the sensation of his cock twitching and spurting his hot release into you sent you hurtling over the edge after him.

You were weightless and seeing spots by the time you floated back into your body. The first thing you felt was Caleb’s thumbs gently stroking your face. You hauled your body off of his sticky chest and flopped over into your sleeping bag.

You could hear Caleb’s voice murmuring over you but couldn’t quite make out what he was saying over the ringing in your ears. The late hour, the afterglow, the alcohol—it all left your body exhausted and useless where it slumped.

You felt a cool cloth sweep over your face, then down your neck, and whimpered when it passed between your thighs, your body still too sensitive for even his gentlest touch.

Caleb cleaned you as carefully as he could, murmuring soft apologies whenever you shivered. The blankets tucked themselves around your chin as you faded out.

“I love you,” he whispered.

His lips pressed tender kisses to your temple, your cheeks, the corner of your mouth—one after another, soft enough to follow you down as the world faded into darkness. And you stayed there, drifting comfortably until—

Pop!

A loud crack snapped you awake.

You shot upright in your sleeping bag, head spinning as you looked for—

“Sorry.”

Caleb stepped through the half-open tent flap, his voice soothing your nerves before they had the chance to turn into panic.

“The fire’s extra noisy,” he said, glancing back toward it with a little chuckle. “I think it’s eager to see you.”

You blinked at him, still caught in a sleepy daze. Then your gaze snagged on his neck and your stomach flipped.

The marks there were impossible to miss, and the memory of last night rushed back all at once. A bright flush bloomed across your cheeks, and you yanked the blankets up to your chest.

Caleb’s gentle gaze never left yours.

“Did you sleep alright, Pips?”

He knelt in front of you, offering you a steaming mug of coffee. You rubbed at your eyes, suddenly aware of the chill in the morning air.

“I must have,” you mumbled, accepting the mug gratefully. “I can’t even remember falling asleep.”

Caleb’s mouth twitched with amusement, but he didn’t tease you. Not yet.

He only ducked his head, pulled off his hoodie, and held it out to you.

“Here.”

He took the mug back just long enough for you to slip into it. It was soooo warm and smelled like his cologne and campfire smoke.

You hummed happily when he pressed the mug back into your hands.

“Come sit by the fire. I already set up your chair.”

His hoodie fell nearly to your knees as you clumsily stood, swallowed up in the soft fleece. Caleb took your hand, pressing a little kiss to your knuckles as he steadied you.

Birds chirped excitedly nearby, hopping around the edge of the campsite to peck at the dirt in search of crumbs. Caleb watched you watching them, a goofy smile tugging at his mouth.

Your hair was wild. Your eyes were still heavy with sleep. You looked, frankly, like you had survived a Wanderer attack and barely lived to tell the tale.

He loved your sleepy little face so much, though, he just couldn’t resist.

“Hey, Pips…”

You looked over at him, only to dissolve into giggles as he smushed your cheeks between his hands.

“It’s too early for surprise attacks!”

Caleb laughed too, taking one last fond look before pressing a quick to your squished lips.

“Sorry,” he murmured. “Couldn’t help myself.”

He turned back to the fire, poking it for a bit while you settled beside him, soaking in the warm morning sun.

“What do you wanna do today?”

You hummed in contemplation, warming your hands around your mug as you looked out over the endless valley below. Sunlight spilled slowly over the mountains, turning the whole world gold.

The possibilities felt endless with your Caleb at your side.

but right now you weren't having fun at all.

nanami slowly leaned in. his hot breath hit your ear, making you shiver. "you look spooked, sweetheart. you okay?" he said, and he sounded dangerously protective. "y-yeah, i'm fine," you gulped, trying not to look at him. "it's just super hot in here."

you noticed nanami lookedup at higuruma. for a while they just stared at each other in silence, and then this slow, knowing grin spread across both their faces. that look made your knees go weak. higuruma took his time taking off his jacket. he did it slow, eyes locked on yours, and tossed the expensive thing right on the dirty floor.

"what a shame," he said, rolling up his sleeves and showing off those strong forearms. "maybe we should talk about your behavior."

before you could get a single word out, nanami's heavy hands landed on your waist. he pulled you back, pressing you into his hard chest. "you've been waiting for this the whole time, haven't you?" he whispered into your hair. "teasing us so much."

"i... i have no idea what you're talking about," your voice shook, and your heart was thumping so loud they both definitely heard it. hiromi stepped even closer. his hands hit your thighs, bunching up your skirt. "oh, trust me, you know exactly what we're talking about."

they literally crushed you between them, and you felt the burning heat of their bodies. nanami grabbed your chin and pulled it up, forcing you to look at him. "i think it's time to teach you a lesson."

he didn't let you scream — his mouth covered yours in a demanding kiss. he kissed you deep, filling you up with himself, while hiromi went for your neck at the same time, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses on your skin. your head started spinning and reality started to blur.

nanami pulled back from your lips for a second and then with one sharp, confident move he grabbed you by the waist. before you could even gasp, you were up in the air. he held you there, making your legs spread wide and hooking your knees over his arms. now you were basically hanging on him — your back pressed against his chest, and you were completely open in front of both of them.

your short skirt rode up to your waist, leaving you in just thin panties. nanami went back to your ear, nibbling on your lobe and cheek before sliding down to your neck. meanwhile, higuruma slowly unbuttoned your blouse, button by button, and as the fabric parted, he started biting your chest, making you arch in kento’s arms.

"wait— mmnh! hiromi..." you gasped, "there're cameras in the elevator... maybe we should go..."

"don't worry 'bout that, darling," nanami laughed low and soft, pressing his lips to your shoulder. "don't you worry your pretty little head."

hiromi finally threw your shirt open and slowly moved down with kisses toward your stomach. "just enjoy what we're gonna do now, okay?"

he got down on his knees, and you felt his hot breath scorch your delicate skin. he didn't rush. first, his lips barely brushed the inside of your thighs, leaving light, almost weightless kisses that sent an electric charge through your body. you felt nanami tighten his grip on your knees from behind, locking you in the air; you literally couldn't move.

"look how wet she is. perfect," hiromi rasped, looking at how the slick glistened on your already damp pussy. "you wanted this, didn't you? for us to see how much this little pussy leaks when it's needy?"

"n-nngh!... hiromi…" your moan drowned in the quiet hum of the elevator as he lifted two fingers and unceremoniously stretched your folds apart to fully expose you. at first, he just teased you with the tip of his tongue, short and wet strokes. you felt him lick away the drops, smacking his lips, savoring your taste.

"mmngh! haah! please…" you jerked in nanami’s arms, but he just held you tighter against his chest. "hold on, sweetie, we're just gettin' started," he whispered in your ear, and at that moment, he started to slowly rotate your hips in circular motions.

those circles made you literally rub against hiromi’s face. you felt the stubble on his chin, his nose pressing into your already swollen clit, and his tongue going right into your soaking pussy. wet, obscene sounds echoed in the cramped elevator.

"haah! more… nngh!" you weren't in control of your sounds anymore, gasping with pleasure. "oh yeah," hiromi growled, not pulling away for a second, "you're so sweet. i'm gonna lick you dry 'til you start beggin' us to stop."

his pace picked up. he went rougher now. hiromi didn't tease anymore. he took your clit between his lips and started sucking on it hungrily like he’d fuckin' die if he didn't.

"a-ah! hiromi! nngh-aa!" you screamed, throwing your head back on nanami’s shoulder while he kissed your cheek, holding you in place, and your cry echoed through the tight cabin.

hiromi’s tongue went deep between your stretched folds, licking everything inside, while the two fingers he’d managed to shove in kept roughly stretching you, opening every millimeter of your tender flesh for his mouth. loud, squelching sounds of your pussy and the wet sounds of his mouth filled the elevator.

"mmm, look what you're doin' to us," nanami kept rotating your pelvis, forcing you to grind even harder onto hiromi’s tongue. "you wanted this, didn't you? walkin' 'round in front of us in those skirts that show off your ass?"

"haah! mmngh… ahh! more… more!" you didn't even know what you were saying anymore. the man behind you didn't give you a second's break — his palm covered your mouth, muffling your next moan. "hiromi, please… mmmngh-ah!" you broke free from nanami’s hand, and your moans got louder. "yes! right there! ahh-h!"

nanami pulled his hand away from your face only to sink into your lips, catching your next whimper. "stick out your tongue, baby," he whispered, and you obeyed before you could even think. "come on."

as soon as you parted your mouth and the tip of your tongue peeked out, nanami let out a low growl and bit into your lips. he captured your tongue with his lips and started sucking on it, slow and greedy. "mmmmmfff!.. kento!... " you moaned right into his mouth, feeling your whole body tighten like a string.

nanami sucked your tongue rhythmically, like he owned it, making you gasp for air. meanwhile, higuruma, feeling your reaction, stretched your folds even wider and sucked on your clit with twice the force. "mmmngh... most perfect sweet pussy. gonna eat this little swollen clit up."

your sounds turned totally incoherent, becoming a solid stream of moans and ragged breaths mixed with whimpers. nanami pulled away from your tongue for a second, his whisper brushing right against your lips. "good girl. hear how loud you're bein' for us?"

your body was stretched to the limit, like a wire about to snap. nanami kept dominantly sucking your tongue, cutting off your oxygen and making you choke on your own moans while his hips rhythmically rotated your pelvis, grinding you into hiromi’s face. you thrashed convulsively in kento’s arms, feeling everything inside tighten into an unbearably hard, hot knot.

higuruma, feeling your orgasm coming, stretched your already swollen folds with his fingers until it almost hurt, and for the last time, sucked your clit in as deep as possible, licking it frantically. a loud, dominant squelching filled the cramped elevator.

"a-a-ah! kent— oh god, i'm gonna... mmmngh-a-a-a!" your scream broke into a rasp as the first wave of orgasm literally ripped through you.

you felt your muscles inside start to contract uncontrollably, pulsing hot wetness right onto hiromi’s face. you shuddered all over, your legs on nanami’s shoulders shaking with a fine tremor. kento pulled away from your tongue at that moment just to catch your wide-open mouth in a silent scream and greedily breathe in your orgasmic moan.

you gasped, your head falling onto nanami’s shoulder as white spots swam before your eyes. hiromi didn't stop even when you started twitching in convulsions. he kept greedily licking and sucking up your slick, which was now dripping down his chin and lips.

"hiromi, stop... ah... i can't anymore..." you went limp in kento’s arms, feelin' a heavy, leaden weakness spread through your body. you barely breathed, pressing your forehead against nanami’s shoulder. your body still shook with small, lingerin' tremors, and your head was a total vacuum. you were literally floating in the clouds after such a crushing orgasm, feeling like soft, pliable clay in their hands.

but the blissful silence didn't last long. nanami pulled back a bit to look at your face and took you by the chin, forcing your blurred gaze to focus on him.

"you think that’s it, darling?" his voice sounded scary calm and low. "you really think we're gonna let you come just once?"

your eyes widened. you tried to say something, but only a weak, ragged exhale escaped your throat. "what're you..."

hiromi slowly pulled away and got up from his knees. his lips glistened wetly, and there was a streak of your juices on his chin that he didn't even think about wipin' off. he looked down at you, fixing his shirt cuffs.

"that was just the start," he tossed out, and his voice vibrated in the tight cabin. you were still hangin' in nanami’s arms, legs shaking, and your mind was fading. "n-no... wait..." you tried to pull your thoughts together, "someone could walk in right now... the dispatcher... he might hear through the intercom..."

nanami just laughed low against your neck, and that sound made you shrink. he didn't let you go. instead, he shifted his grip to get comfortable and started to slowly, intentionally rub your aching, oversensitive cunt against his huge, rock-hard cock through the fabric of his pants.

"ah!" you sobbed, whimpering from the unbearable pleasure that bordered on torture. "nanami..." "we could just call the dispatcher again so help comes right now," kento whispered, keepin' up the methodical grind against you, squeezin' out new portions of wetness that now fell in heavy drops and dripped onto the elevator floor. your heels had been lyin' in the corner for a while now. "is that what you want? you want us to get pulled out of here right now?"

he didn't stop, and you felt his hardness throb, promisin' somethin' way bigger. at that moment, hiromi stepped in close. he cupped your face in his palms and sank into your lips with a deep, greedy kiss. you tasted yourself mixed with his hot spit — intimate, and crazy turning you on.

"m-m-m," he hummed into your mouth, pulling back only a millimeter. "is this what you want?" you should've said "yes." you should've screamed 'bout how they broke all the rules, how hierarchy was trashed, and how you're all gonna get fired in disgrace. you should've stopped this.

but you didn't. your first orgasm was so mind-blowing that all you could think about was the throbbing weight you felt with your ass through nanami’s clothes. you couldn't even dream of just one of them in your wildest fantasies, but getting both at once? that was the kind of extreme greed they write about in books.

“n-no…” you aggressively shook your head, completely forgetting you were in the damn elevator of an office building. your hands dug into higuruma’s shoulders on their own, and you started desperately, almost insanely grinding against the man behind you in every way possible, begging for more with your body alone.

hiromi gave a faint, barely noticeable smile without taking his eyes off you, watching the way you writhed in kento’s hands. “that’s what we thought. dirty girl… you spent months tempting your bosses just so they’d fuck you at the same time?”

you barely heard him. his words drowned in the rush of blood pounding in your ears, and you only nodded quickly, feverishly, agreeing with every word he said. “c’mon, baby,” nanami caught you with one hand, giving you more space, “use your hands. take my pants off.”

with trembling fingers, you reached behind you as much as the cramped space allowed and touched his cock through the fabric for the first time. nanami let out a low, rough groan and pushed himself into your palm, rolling his hips forward. you tried to feel more of him, but kento only tightened his grip on your waist.

“baby, i just had to sit there without getting to taste you. you’d better hurry up.” you frantically searched for his belt buckle, but your fingers wouldn’t cooperate. you couldn’t see what you were doing behind your back, and helpless little whines started slipping out of you.

“i-i can’t do it… kento, i can’t…” you sobbed, tears blurring your vision. nanami laughed quietly, enjoying your desperation. “what an impatient girl, huh?”

he jerked his hips sharply to help you, and finally you managed to undo the belt. then the button and zipper gave in too. his pants slipped down, and immediately, without waiting, you covered his cock with your hand over his boxers. nanami threw his head back, sucking in air through his teeth with a hiss. you moaned too — just the thought of him being inside you turned you into a melted, shapeless mess.

by then, hiromi already pulled his pants down slightly. you froze as you looked at him. his cock looked intimidating: long, heavy, veins standing out clearly along it, the tip already wet. exactly the one you imagined whenever you touched yourself.

you breathed heavily, your pussy still pulsing after your orgasm while your hands already pulled down the blond man’s boxers behind you. the second his cock came free, it pressed against your ass with a dull thud. you felt the heat of it against your skin.

nanami wrapped a hand around himself and slowly dragged the tip over your untouched back hole first. panic shot through you instantly, your voice turning high and almost frightened. “kento!.. please, kento…”

he immediately buried himself against your neck, kissing you greedily with his mouth open, leaving your skin wet and burning. “relax,” he whispered, his voice vibrating through your body. “we’re not going there… for now.”

you relaxed a little, but the realization crashed over you in another wave: that meant they were both going to fuck you. at the same time.

your thoughts didn’t even have time to form into words before higuruma stepped closer. he cupped your face, gently but firmly sucking on your lower lip before pulling away and looking directly into your eyes.

“if it hurts, just tell us, okay?” his voice sounded serious, almost gentle. “we won’t do anything that’ll hurt you. we’re here to give you what you’ve been begging for all this time. tell me you understand.”

you only nodded shakily, unable to force out a single word. “use your words, sweetheart,” nanami insisted, pressing his cock against your lower back. you swallowed hard, your voice rough from all the screaming and moaning. “i… i understand. yeah. please…”

nanami adjusted his grip on you more comfortably, one arm still holding your weight while the other slowly, carefully guided his cock. at first, he only teased you with it, dragging the tip through your folds, coating himself in all your slickness, practically soaking himself in your juices before finally giving one decisive thrust.

he pushed in slowly, giving you time to feel every inch of his impossible thickness. you cried out instantly and grabbed onto higuruma’s shoulders with a death grip. meanwhile, hiromi pressed himself flush against you, holding your hips steady and helping you keep your balance while his eyes tracked every shaky breath you took.

he really was huge. you felt him literally forcing your insides apart, pushing so deep that every experience you’d ever had before suddenly felt like some pathetic joke. your head fell back, your moans breaking apart into weak little whines.

“mmmngh! kento… haa-ah… hurts… no, feels good… god—!” you choked on the words as he filled you completely. “that’s it, sweetheart, take all of me,” nanami rasped, his voice vibrating through your body.

“you’re too big… kento, you’re too big…” “i know, baby,” he started moving inside you slowly, deeply, “it’ll feel better soon. just relax for me.”

while that happened, higuruma kissed his way down your neck to your chest, which already spilled out of your bra cups. he wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking greedily while nanami kept thrusting into you from behind.

“fuck…” kento growled, picking up the pace. “knew you’d have a fucking heavenly pussy… she’s squeezing me so tight.” all you could do was whine and sob. “ah! mmngh!! feels so good… more… haaah!”

“yeah?” higuruma pulled away from your chest, his gaze turning sharp and hungry. “it’s about to feel even better.” nanami cupped your face with both hands, turned you toward him, and crashed his mouth against yours in a deep kiss. “take a breath,” he ordered right against your lips.

you were already completely fucked stupid from his cock and the heat of their bodies. the second you gasped for air, you felt another huge, hard shape starting to push into you. hiromi entered you from the front, and you practically whimpered into nanami’s kiss while your fingers dug into higuruma’s shirt hard enough to make the fabric strain.

the moment he fully pushed inside, stretching you beyond anything imaginable, you screamed so loudly it felt like your voice tore through the entire building. “oh god! god! fuck… fuck! a-ah-ahh!”

tears spilled from your eyes automatically from the shock and overwhelming fullness. nanami laughed low against your lips, licking away the salty wetness. “no god here, sweetheart. we’re the ones making you scream like that.”

both of them stayed still for a moment, letting your body adjust to the unbearable stretch. hiromi’s hand squeezed your breast possessively while nanami bit at your shoulder and every patch of exposed skin he could reach.

it felt like forever or maybe only a few seconds — you had no idea anymore. the only thing you knew was that you needed them. “more… want more… please…”

“our girl’s getting greedy, huh?” higuruma smirked while looking at your flushed face. “one cock isn’t enough anymore? now you always want two?” then they started moving. together. hard. rhythmic.

it felt like your pussy was about to split apart, your whole body turning into one shaking, dripping mess. you moaned and whimpered while they kept taking turns kissing you, your chin already soaked with spit, your face damp with sweat and their touches. saliva and slick ran down your neck and chest, and you were pretty sure there was already a puddle forming on the elevator floor beneath you.

their movements turned sharp and perfectly synchronized, and you felt them practically pounding you into the narrow space between them. nanami set a deep, animalistic pace from behind while hiromi matched every thrust from the front, forcing your body to stretch to its absolute limit. the cramped elevator filled with unbearable wet sounds: skin slapping against skin, heavy male growls, and your endless, choking moans mixed with the smell of all your arousal.

“ah! haaah… nngh! fuck, kento… romi… a-ahh!” you cried out when they bumped against each other inside you, trapping your womb between them.

“look at this fucking mess,” hiromi rasped without taking his eyes off the place where your bodies merged together. “you’re sucking us in so greedily. such a needy little hole for your bosses.”

nanami grabbed your hair, pulling your head back slightly so he could see your face twisted with pleasure. “hear those sounds, baby?” he slammed into you hard, and the elevator filled with a loud, filthy squelch. “that’s all you. you’re so fucking wet we’re practically drowning in you.”

“mmmngh! yes… more… ” you couldn’t even control the saliva dripping down your chin anymore, mixing with their sweat. your face stayed damp, your hair stuck to your forehead, and your eyes rolled back.

higuruma leaned forward and crashed his mouth against yours, swallowing your moan with his lips. his tongue moved just as aggressively as his cock while his hand kept squeezing your breast hard enough to hurt. when he finally pulled away, a thin string of saliva stretched between you before breaking against your neck.

hiromi tightened his grip on your thighs even more, lifting your hips so you stayed completely open for both of them. the elevator smelled heavy with sweat, bodies, and slick, and the only thing breaking the silence were the filthy sounds of their bodies slamming against your ass.

nanami slowly moved his hand down the front of your body. his fingers, soaked with your slick, found your clit. “look at this little thing,” he rasped, his voice vibrating through your spine. “look how swollen it is. you’re pulsing so much, sweetheart.”

he started playing with you, and the elevator filled with another wet, messy sound from his fingers moving against you. every touch sent a shock through your body.

“mmmngh! kento… ah!” you sobbed shakily as your thighs started trembling uncontrollably. “please… i wanna come… i’m gonna… mmhnm!!" “no,” he cut you off. he gave one deep, crushing thrust. “don’t even think about coming without permission.”

their pace grew even faster, turning into something raw and primal. nanami’s heavy thrusts from behind crashed against hiromi’s from the front. the mirror in the elevator completely fogged over now, thick drops of condensation sliding down it just like the sweat running along your back. you could barely breathe anymore, your moans dissolving into broken little whimpers.

“tell me,” nanami suddenly pinched your clit hard between his fingers, making your back arch violently as you screamed. “who does this sweet, greedy pussy belong to?”

“a-ahh! yours! only yours! always only yours!” you practically sobbed the words out, losing the last of your sanity from the overwhelming pleasure. “good girl,” hiromi whispered smoothly against your damp shoulder before kissing it. “such a good girl. keep taking us, baby.”

your pussy pulsed violently, burning from the friction and impossible fullness. every thrust from nanami and hiromi forced more slick out of you, thick drops falling onto the floor and adding to the puddle already spreading beneath your feet. you felt completely used, ruined, and unbelievably happy in exactly that role.

the tension inside you coiled into a tight, unbearable knot that was about to snap. from behind, nanami made one last, crushing thrust, driving into you to the very hilt with a loud, wet sound, while hiromi made a powerful lunge forward at the same time, pinning your uterus in a vise between the two of them.

at that moment, nanami pressed hard against your pulsing clit, and that was the final straw. you literally buckled in their arms. the elevator walls started to swim before your eyes, and a series of choking, ragged sobs ripped from your throat.

"mmmngh-a-a-a! god! god! i— aah!" you gasped, feeling the first wave of orgasm paralyze your legs. your pussy started to contract convulsively and rhythmically around them, trying to squeeze every last drop out. you felt every vein on their members, every movement that now felt a hundred times sharper. a frantic, wet squelching filled the tight cabin — it was your juices, forced out by their pressure, literally splashing onto the floor and mixing with sweat.

you felt everything inside flip. your stomach muscles cramped, you threw your head back aggressively, pressing the back of your skull into nanami’s shoulder, and you just stopped breathing for several long seconds. you were shaking so hard that hiromi had to grip your thighs in a death lock to keep you from sliding to the floor.

"yes, just like that," nanami growled, feeling your pussy literally suck him in. "cum on our cocks, our pretty girl." you could not answer. you only whimpered and shuddered in a long, agonizingly beautiful ecstasy. tears of happiness and shock rolled down your wet cheeks.

you were still shaking from the lingering waves when you felt the blonde’s breath grow heavy, turning into a muffled growl. "fuck, you are so tight...so perfect baby..." he rasped, driving into you one last time with such force that you felt his pulse at your very center.

hiromi, feeling your tremors and kento’s frantic rhythm, also stopped holding back. his movements became sharp, almost rough; he literally slammed you into nanami, wringing the last moans out of you.

for a moment, everything froze. you felt nanami shudder through his whole body, his fingers digging into your thighs until it hurt, and he poured into you in a hot, pulsing stream. almost at the same time, hiromi let out a low, guttural sound and also went still, pressing his forehead against your shoulder, giving all his tension to you.

"so good mmm..." you went totally limp in their arms, feeling the scalding heat of their seed spread inside you. a sharp, mechanical sound and a sudden jolt of the elevator under your feet made you all freeze.

"hello, elevator number four? we have recorded a stop; we are restarting the system now. is everything alright with you?"