#4.25.24

imagine vash n wolfwood like a bunch of sinners giving small touches to eachother, his hands leading down to vash’s and sliding his fingers in, nick rubbing his rough fingertips over vash’s sensitive clit and rolling it in small circles causing him to mewl in pleasure. Maybe he’ll even pull down his slacks and place vash’s thighs over his shoulders as he runs his tongue flatly along his slick folds, vash knits his fingers through his dark colored hair and urges him to keep going.

Of course he’ll oblige, teasing his bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue while his fingers slide in to stretch out his tight pussy. Maybe that makes you a pervert for watching, your hand wrapped tightly around your cock whilst rubbing the tip with your thumb. The pre dribbling from your slit proves your thoughts right, watching your closest friends being intimate together from the crack in the door. Vash’s moans sound angelic in your ears, you pray he’d sound like that when you’re inside him. His voice breaking as he repeats your name over and over while your hands grip his hips and fuck into him roughly.. Nick slides another finger inside him, curling them to perfectly hit his g-spot, vash groans loudly and puts a hand to cover his mouth to keep in his sounds of pleasure.

Wolfwood’s always been good with his mouth, in bed or meaning his sharp tongue. His lips are always so perfect and plump, you’ve thought about them wrapped around your cock more times than you’re proud to admit. His eyes filling with tears when your tip hits the back of your throat, you’d moan shakily feeling his tongue run over the underside of your cock, tracing over every sensitive vein. You’d pull out and paint his pretty face with your thick seed, you shouldn’t be thinking of a priest in this way. Your breathing is heavy while rutting into your hand, feeling close at the sight of vash’s face contorting in bliss as his climax is near, god you want to feel his warmth around you, nicks mouth on you. You want them both badly, with a silent groan you finish in your hand. Covering your fingers in hot ropes of cum, you feel ashamed, like a pervert even. You pull up your pants and rush away from the cracked door to clean up.

Nick wipes his mouth from vash’s orgasm, he glances back at the door wondering if he’ll ever tell you they left it cracked on purpose.

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