#q.uackity

Missa is shoved to the floor, knees scraping the hard tile as he arches his back, whining with tears running down his cheeks as Rubius pounds into him, draped over his back and growling in Missa's ear.

"You need to know how to defend yourself, Missa, what if your opponent is bigger than you?" And Missa moans at the stretch of Rubius' cock, rubbing against his walls at a brutally fast pace.

Quackity is just sat on the floor, watching, waiting for Shadoune to return. Who knows how long he'll be gone, or where he's fucked off to — he's missing a damn good show in the meantime.

"What if your opponent is more prepared than you? Has more resources than you? What if he overpowers you?" And it takes Quackity a second to realise Rubius is talking about Shadoune. Well, if Rubius is getting Missa ready just for Shadoune to play with him, then he might as well indulge before the main event begins.

Quackity trails a finger up Missa's spine, and the reaper shudders, whimpering softly. "He's right. You gotta be ready when the time comes, especially if there's more than one enemy," Quackity drops his voice low, eyeing Rubius, and instantly he understands.

Missa is unceremoniously flipped onto his back, crying out as his cock slaps against his belly, and he doesn't have time to process what's going on until Quackity is climbing on top of him, angling himself over his lap to sink down on his cock. Rubius is still inside him.

Rubius times his thrusts while Quackity rides, doubling the sensation for Missa as he starts to gasp, squirming as he grips Quackity's hips with a force so strong that he might just break his fingers. He's whimpering like a whore, and so loudly too, and it only emboldens Rubius and makes him thrust harder, deeper, leaning back to nail Missa's prostate as Quackity bounces fervently on Missa's cock.

Missa cums with a shout, screaming his orgasm to the ceiling as he paints Quackity's insides in glowing cum, and he's still collecting his breath and coming down from the pleasure when he feels Quackity rock against him again, feels Rubius pound into him deeper. He looks up, bangs sticking to his forehead, staring straight into two pairs of devilish eyes.

"Oh, you thought this was over?" Quackity drawls, biting his bottom lip.

"We're not stopping until Shadoune gets back," Rubius leans forward, resting his chin on Quackity's shoulder.

"He's a great teacher."