#noplot

“We aren't- fuck supposed to be doing this, Tiny,” Gally pants, the girl in question shoving a hand over his mouth as a few gladers stumble by. “Someone could catch us.”

“Oh come on Handsome, we aren't breaking any rules,” Tiny breathes shakily, completely bottomed out while trying to recover from her last orgasm. “Besides, you should’ve thought about that 4 orgasms ago.”

Gally relaxes as the pleasure spreads throughout his body, “Did you spread this pallet all by yourself? How romantic.”

“Well, I was aiming for comfort, you know I’d do anything for you. Besides,” Tiny hums, cradling his head, her thumbs rubbing the apple of his cheeks as her boobs stick to his collarbone. “I think this might be my favorite position, I’ve got the best view.”

Tiny resumes the thrusts of her hips, slow, deep, and hard. Both legs burning from the low squat she was in. A sight that makes the boy feel as though he is losing his mind.

Gally couldn't remember how he got here. He swore to himself that the first time would be the last, but he’s a teenage boy with crazy hormones he didn't even know he had until Tiny. He should stop this. He should’ve stopped this a while ago. 

“Speed up, Tiny,” Gally breathes out. Dammit, that was the opposite of stopping this, but Gally couldn’t be bothered with any of that now. He couldn’t deny himself of the girl any longer.

“‘M sorry?” Tiny pants, lurching forward, a hand slamming into the ground as she stopped herself from cumming right then and there. Her knees hitting the ground as her legs started to tremor uncontrollably.

Gally’s hands slide up Tiny’s thighs, spreading her ass as he pecks her cheek, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Tiny’s heart skips a beat, proceeding to do exactly what he told her to, “Yes sir.”

Gally's head falls back onto the pallet, his eyebrows furrowed deeply in concentration, losing himself to the sticky sounds they were making. “Shit, I think you’re trying to take my soul.”

“I want a lot more than that.” Tiny grins watching Gally’s jaw drop open, cumming dryly. “What was that?”

“I don’t have anything left to-” Tiny cuts Gally off with a hand around his throat and a grip on his balls.

“I know you, Gally. I know what you are. You’re a slut. A slut that jumps to please others, and I told you I wanted more than your soul, Handsome. So you’ll give me what I want, right? I’ll be more than pleased,” Tiny hums, shushing the boy as he starts to groan loudly, thick and hot ropes of his semen filling the girl up perfectly as she continues to massage his balls. Milking him of everything he had to give her.

“Relax, Gally. You’ll pass out if you keep panting like that,” Tiny says, lying down on his chest.

“See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Good boy.” Tiny praises, kissing his forehead.

His lips claim yours in a heated embrace, eliciting a deep groan at the soft contact. The sound of him sends shock waves through your body, every part of you hyper aware of his touch as his hand slowly makes its way down your spine, your back arching into his chest begging for more - needing more. You let out a whine in frustration.

Ominis chuckles, his hot breath caressing your lips. “Your body responds so beautifully to my touch” He leaves a tender kiss on your cheek, making his way to the side of your neck, nibbling softly at the exposed skin there as you writhe in his arms. Your hands find their way into his blonde silken hair, keeping him in place at your neck as he continues to leave open mouth kisses, sucking gently, teasingly. His thigh finds its way between yours, applying delicate pressure on your bundle of nerves. You moan at the friction your skirt provides, bucking your hips for more, trying to relieve the aching pulse between your thighs. 

“Take off your clothes” Your skin prickles at the command.

You part from him temporarily, allowing your trembling fingers to remove the restricting fabric, the cool air skimming across your skin. Your eyes rake down the form of Ominis who is still completely clothed, his hazy eyes hooded with desire coupled with a  beautiful flush gracing his pale cheeks, your eyes drifting lower to the impressive girth of his arousal that is very prominent through the confines of his pants. He massages himself slowly at the sound of your clothes dropping to the floor, anticipating the feeling of you on him. You replace his hand with your own, giving him a soft squeeze, his head falls back as a deep groan escapes him. Ominis grabs you by the wrist stopping you from going any further. 

“Lay down for me darling” The grip on your wrist loosens allowing you to slide your hand into his, a silent request for him to follow you as you lay down on his bed, his defined body towering over your naked figure, your legs finding their way around his waist. Your heart thunders in your chest. 

He cups your face, thumb lightly brushing over your bottom lip before pulling you in for a searing kiss, his tongue swiping, coaxing your lips apart, deepening it with intense passion. You tug on his bottom lip with impatience, hips searching for friction to appease the burning ache at your core. “So impatient” His fingers trace the shape of your collarbone causing you to shiver.

“I do enjoy the way you tremble beneath me” He whispers huskily - a small smirk on his face. He drew his palm over your breast, thumb lazily stroking the now hardened peak of your nipple, pinching it - you gasp as your entire body jolts at the sensation, a rush of wetness pooling between your thighs. You feel his finger continue its descent lower, igniting your skin as he leisurely glides down, stopping short of where you wanted it most.

“Ominis please” You whimper “I-“ Your words dissipate as you feel his finger sliding down the wetness of your folds. Ominis let out a moan at the feeling of your wet heat, the feeling of your body adhering to his every touch.

“You’re so wet for me” His finger slipped in slowly, lazily pumping in and out while you clenched around him for more. You gasp at the feeling of his mouth closing over the puckered skin of your breast, flicking his tongue, sucking gently. The sound of your moans drift through the thickness of the air mingling with the ragged breaths of Ominis. 

He eased another finger in, your hips rocking on his hand urging him to go deeper, the tension unbearable. Your body blossoms with heat at the familiar tightness knotting inside you, breathing becoming erratic as you chase the delectable peak through the measured thrusts of Ominis hands. His breath is hot against your neck. 

“You sound so delicious” He kept going, increasing the pace as you shamelessly rode his hand, your hips erratic and sharp in its movement. You feel his thumb circle over your throbbing center, the sensation dizzying infiltrating all your senses with intense pleasure.

“That’s it” His voice was thick.

Your back arched at the sudden pulse of pleasure ricocheting through you. Your release erupts in hot tight waves, clenching and unclenching around Ominis, your thighs locking him in place, trembling. 

Stunned and sated, you bask in the heavenly high. A sigh escapes you as Ominis slowly withdraws his fingers from your tight heat. You watch as Ominis brings his fingers up to his lips, licking the wetness gathered there, sucking lightly.

“You taste as delicious as you sound” Your breath hitches at the lewd sight before you. Watching intently as the taste of you consumes him whole. He begins to loosen his tie and with a smile he whispers,