#roblox clockwork

The suggestive tone in his voice gave him away, his intentions laid out as he rumbled against your skin. “Come to bed with me?” 

You swallowed hard, “Isn’t D-Doombringer coming home soon?” you whispered back, voice shaky. 

Of course, he knew that, “He is.” The other’s schedule was as ingrained into his brain as his own. “Still,” he insisted, tugging you closer to his body, threatening your balance as you leaned your weight on him. “Don’t you want to leave him a surprise for when he comes back?” 

The sigh you let out was enough of an affirmation, your weak will faltering in the face of your lover’s desires. “Fine,” you responded as you let him lead you to the bedroom, stomach fluttering in anticipation for what he had planned. 

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You should’ve known it was going to be something stupid. The mattress dipped under the weight of your bodies as you sat down, warm metal pressed against your skin as Clockwork pressed his lips to yours, trailing kisses down your face to your neck until he was stopped by the fabric of your shirt. 

“Are you sure you want to do this?” You whispered between breaths, “Won’t Doombringer be mad?” 

His laugh rumbled against your collarbone, “Isn’t that the fun of it?” 

He leaned back on his legs, his hands slipping under the bed to the familiar box of toys. You took the chance to slip your shirt off, tossing it to the side to clean up later

You weren’t sure what you were expecting when you turned back, but the sight of the thick, dark-red dildo made you stop in shock. “Really? Did it have to be that one?” 

The three of you owned a bunch of them, a small collection growing, partly because of Clockwork and his insistence of ‘having one for every occasion’. He brought this one as a joke, a gift to you at the expense of Doombringer, perfectly modeled after the latter's cock, down to the veins. 

‘For when you miss us,’ he said when he first brought it out, watching your eyes widen as your other partner’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance.

You thought they forgot about it, and while you had used it on your own before, the thought of Clockwork using it on you made you flush. 

“What? Ya’ don’t like it?” He teased, dragging the cold silicone against your skin, “You sure seemed to like it when you were fucking yourself on it earlier today.”

The mention made you pause, the realization that he knew hitting you like a truck, “H-how did you-?”

He laughed at your reaction, “Did you forget?” He said as he brought the toy to his pelvis, clicking it in place, “I’m connected to them, darling. I can feel when you use them. Even at work.”

You don’t know how the thought never crossed your mind. You had just assumed that it only applied to when he had it attached, heat rushed to your face, mind flashing back to the times you had pleasured yourself in desperation, not knowing that he was aware the whole time. 

He didn’t let you linger on it too much, his hand gripping at your chin and pulling you to face him, foreheads basically touching. “Don’t worry too much, it’s always nice to feel you wrapped around my cock.” 

Clockwork tilted your head back, his thumb pressing gently into your bottom lip, slipping into the wet cavern of your mouth. “What’s so different now?” 

You didn’t have a real answer, your mind drawing blanks as his finger pressed heavy on your tongue, saliva pooling around it. You could feel the way his eyes bore into you as you swallowed, his smug expression never-fading. 

“So pretty,” he murmured, more to himself than anything, “But I bet these lips would look even better wrapped around my cock.” 

You hummed around his finger, eyes the way his other hand rested on his already spread thighs, prompting you to get on your knees in front of him. 

His hands found the back of your head, the action almost natural with how many times you had done it with him. 

The silicone dildo rested heavy on your cheek, one of your eyes closing shut where it landed. Clockwork hissed at the sensation, more sensitive than most since his cock was usually left without being used. 

He groaned as your hand wrapped around the base, holding it up for you as you pressed your lips to the length. Your touch was feather-light, letting him adjust to the feeling of it. 

You watched his mouth fall open in a moan, thinking back to his words from earlier. You wondered if he made the same face back at the office — or if he let out the same noises as he was now. 

No, he’d probably have to choke them down, swallow his moans to not let on to the fact he was feeling you fuck him. The thought of that only encouraged you, tongue darting out to wet your lips as you puckered them, moving your hands to his thighs as you took the cock into your mouth. 

You wondered if you ever caught him in a meeting, if he had to cover his usually talkative mouth with his hand just to hide the way his teeth bit into his lip. You wondered if he had ever had to face Doombringer like that, to hold a conversation with someone as you took his dildo down to the base. 

You could feel the way arousal stirred in your gut, taking in the way his body shook and the small reactions he made as you swirled your tongue around the silicone tip. 

As you looked up at him, a part of you couldn’t help but imagine him at the office, biting back his pleasure as you used him without even knowing it. 

His hand tugged at your hair slightly, pinching your scalp as he prompted you to take him deeper. You could feel the slight pressure at the back of your head, pushing the dildo further into your throat. 

You would’ve gagged if you weren’t so used to the size, its girth making your jaw ache as you held back your urge to chew on the rubber. Still, you did your best to take it down to the base, running your tongue along the grooves of the fake veins out of habit. 

You bottomed out with a groan, your words turning to inaudible vibrations around the cock. Clockwork froze as the pleasure ran through him, his body seizing for just as second as his voicebox cracked to life. 

“Good job,” he purred, still shaking, his hand bunched tightly in your hair. “Now slowly move back, slowly,” you could tell from his smile that he had something planned. “Put on a show for our love, yeah?” 

His fist clenched just a little tighter, the sting making you moan as he pulled you off the dildo, painfully slow. He didn’t move, or at least, his head didn’t, sitting perfectly still as he recorded the sight of your lips moving off the dark red girth. 

You tried your best to keep with his pace, eyes wide as you looked up at Clockwork. Your arms slipped from his legs, instead landing in fists on the ground as you tried to make sure you looked good for the camera. 

“So pretty,” he praised as you popped off the top, letting the spit-slick length rub against your skin, almost as big as your head. His tone shifted, and you could tell his next words weren’t aimed at you, “Don’t leave us waiting.” 

You could tell the recording was over when he shifted his head to the side, his other hand holding the cock at the base, guiding it back between your lips. 

“Do you wanna make a bet?” He said and you hummed in response, looking up at him to continue, head tilted in intrigue. “If he takes less than 5 minutes to get here, you take the blame.” 

To be honest, you knew better than to place bets against Clockwork, especially since he likely had the other’s schedule memorized — but you couldn’t deny the excitement that fluttered in your stomach when you thought of Doombringer taking out his frustrations on you, the thick dildo pressed against your lips not helping as your mind flashed back to memories of him pounding at you. 

“And what if I win?” You replied, thighs clenching together despite it.

Clockwork smiled down at you, “Then you get to watch him ravage me instead.” 

You flushed at the thought, embarrassingly, you didn’t know which option was better, both of them good endings to you — and you were sure he shared the same sentiment.

He found your expression endearing, hand tangling itself back into your hair as he brought your attention back to the cock in front of you. “Until then, just focus on me, yeah?”

The dildo pushed past your lips, your jaw aching slightly as you opened your mouth as wide as you could. This time, there was no reason for you to be clean or neat, letting drool spill from your mouth as he pushed you back down on it. 

He let out a glitched moan, hips bucking into your face and almost making you choke. You let him hold you in place as he shallowly thrusted into the back of your throat, making sure to look up at him as he did. 

“You look — so gorgeous,” he whispered between groans, praising you for taking him so well. 

His words only encouraged you, flattening your tongue and running it along the length, nails digging into his thighs as you started to bob your head in time with his thrusts. 

You spit slipped through the corner of your mouth, saliva coating the dildo. “Jus’ like that baby,” Clockwork groaned, “If you keep doing that I’ll-” 

The door slammed open, the loud sound making you jolt and accidentally swallow around the intrusion. You choked, body heaving as coughs wracked through you. 

Thankfully, he was quick to pull it out, giving you a moment to catch your breath. You blinked past the tears in your eyes and looked towards the door, the imposing figure of Doombringer standing in front of you. 

“Looks like you two were playing without me,” Doombringer’s voice rumbled through the room, practically looming over the two of you. “Just couldn’t wait until I got home, huh?” 

Clockwork laughed in response, “Hey don’t blame me,” he teased, “She’s the one who wanted it.” 

You could hear the challenge in his voice, followed by a gasp of pain as Doombringer stepped forward and grabbed the other by his hair. 

“I knew you were up to something when you left early,” he hissed, tugging on his strands, “Don’t make me put both of you in your place.” 

You tugged on the edge of his pants, looking up at him and drawing his attention to you. You could practically see the way his eyes ran over you, taking in your debauched expression. 

Judging by Clockwork’s words, you had lost the bet. “I’m sorry,” you whined, trying your best to look innocent, “I just . . didn’t want to bother you.” 

His aggression softened, grip loosening around the other. “Oh honey, you’re never a bother,” he assured. “But still, you should’ve waited for both of us to come home.” 

You bite back your embarrassment, “I’m sorry. I just missed you both so much,” you trailed off, neck straining to look up at him. 

He sighed as he leaned down to pick you up, large hands slipping under your arms as he pulled you off the ground and set you on Clockwork’s lap. “I get it baby,” he muttered, capturing your lips in a kiss. 

“But I still have to punish one of you guys for this,” Doombringer whispered, hands resting on your sides, the warmth burning at your waist. 

You swallowed hard, leaning back only to be met with the hard metal of Clockwork’s chest. 

“Though I’m sure it’ll hardly be a punishment for them,” the robot teased, his long arms joining Doombringer’s at your waist. 

The two made eye contact above you, locked in a silent conversation. While you weren’t a part of it, the tightening of the grip around your waist was enough of a hint. 

“No, I’m sure it won’t,” he agreed, tension thick. “So then, how are we going to make sure they learn their lesson?” 

Your back rumbled as the other spoke, “Hm? Why punish them?” His hand moved to your chin, tilting your face upwards to meet Doombringer's, “Why don’t we just give them what they wanted?” 

His arms slipped lower, hooking themselves behind your knees and bringing them back, practically folding you in half, exposing your glistening sex.

“W-wait!” You sputtered as he did, arms locked behind your legs and unable to do anything. The position was humiliating, your arousal almost completely exposed.

You could feel the heat rush to your face, suddenly very aware of the still-slick dildo pressed against your backside.

Clockwork lifted you up like nothing, letting the thick cock slap against your pussy before setting you back down, the sheer size of it looked massive against your abdomen.

There was a beat of silence from the admin, taking in the sight of the dark red dildo resting on your stomach. “Is that . . ?”

His hand reached out to grab it, making Clockwork shiver and groan, his hold on you faltering for a second. 

Doombringer’s gaze darkened, “I guess you’re right.” His fingers trailed lower, feeling how wet you already were, “Let’s hope you didn’t bite off more than you can chew.” 

Using the slick from your pussy, he pushed his finger into your dripping hole. The thickness of his digits made you suck in a breath, willing yourself to relax around the intrusion. 

Clockwork, noticing your discomfort, let down one of your legs, your aching muscles thankful for the break. 

His now free hand joined Doombringer’s, spreading your pussy lips apart to rub at your clif. Pleasure shot up your spine, your mouth falling open in a moan. 

“A-ahn-!” You let out, teeth biting into your bottom lip as you tried to silence your humiliating noises.

Clockwork’s voice crackled in your ear, “Don’t silence yourself dear,” he drawled. “Let us hear you.”

He turned your head to him, catching your mouth in a kiss, his tongue darting out to part your lips.

You couldn’t hold back the moans that slipped past your mouth, muffled by the kiss. Doombringer took the chance to slide in another finger, the stretch making you hiss.

You could feel the tension leave your body as you melted into his hold, your focus shifting to keeping up with the kiss, your tongue pressing against his.

Once you relaxed, there wasn’t much resistance when stretching you, your hole still slightly loose from earlier. 

It didn’t take long for Doombringer to add another finger, pumping them in and out of you with the help of your slick. 

You moaned into the kiss, the other swallowing each little noise that escaped you. Without realizing it, you started to roll your hips into their hands, trying to get more pleasure out of them. 

Much to your dismay, it resulted in the opposite effect, the fingers slipping out of your now that he deemed you ready.

You parted from the kiss to let out a whine at the loss and Clockwork rolled over your clit a little harder, applying more pressure to appease you. Your eyes flickered lower, watching as the other’s hands retreated from your pussy to mess with the buckle of his belt.

You didn’t get to mourn the loss for long, the sound of fabric rustling and zippers being undone made way for the feeling of the blunt tip of the dildo being pressed against your hole.

“Are you ready?” He huffed, his breath warm against your skin. When you looked up at him, you could see his pupils shaking with desire. 

If you looked harder, you would’ve seen that his whole body was trembling as he tried to control himself.

“Not yours?” You muttered, pussy clenching around the tip, a little saddened to feel silicone rather than the reddened muscle in front of you.

His cock rested against his stomach like a taunt, dark against his skin. 

“Not yet darling,” he hushed, hands grazing over your waist, “Need to make sure you’re ready for both of us first.

Even now, his tenderness made your heart throb. Your hips bucked in interest at the thought of taking both of them, head shaking as you nodded, arousal pooling heavy in your guy. 

Clockwork let down your other leg, letting Doombringer pick you up and practically manhandle you. He turned you around before setting you down, your hands landing on the other’s chest as you straddled his hips. 

Your pussy hovered just above the dildo, and while the admin’s hands still lingered around your waist, you couldn’t control yourself before pushing your hips down in desperation. 

They let you control the pace, letting you take in the thick cock in at your own speed. You groaned as you popped the tip into your hole, thankful for all the time spent stretching you out. 

You were sure it would’ve hurt more if not for it. Thankfully, the strap slid in with relative ease, and you only had to strain yourself once you reached the base, your hole feeling impossibly full. 

A part of you started to doubt whether or not you could fit both of them. Each small shift sent waves of pleasure down your spine. Your balance faltered, and if it weren’t for the hands holding you up, you would’ve collapsed onto the robot in front of you. 

“I gotcha,” Clockwork whispered, his hands replacing the ones on your waist. 

A moan slipped past your lips as you fell down. You had to strain your neck to look up at him, another rush of desire rolling through you when you saw his gritted teeth, so obviously trying to keep his composure. 

It’s not like you were doing any better, your own composure slipping as you willed yourself to relax around the dildo. You knew that there was more coming, yet that didn’t stop you from grinding your hips down, gently brushing your clit against his pelvis. 

You could feel the way he shook under your touch, holding back from thrusting into you. A whine rumbled from the back of your throat, “M-more,” you mumbled, knowing that they wouldn’t move unless you gave the go ahead. 

“You sure?” Doombringer said from behind you. You wished you could turn around to face him, but you could feel his presence as he leaned over you. 

You hummed in affirmation, bucking your hips slightly to show you were ready. 

With one of his hands on your hip, the other pressed against your lips, slipping into your mouth. You ran your tongue over his digits, face flushing as you swore you tasted yourself on them. 

You swirled your tongue around the thick fingers, making sure to coat them completely before pulling off of them with a ‘pop’. They glistened slightly under the light, a small string of spit connecting you to them. 

His hand dug into you, stilling your overexcited hips as he pressed the slick fingers to your hole. You braced yourself as they slipped into you, tears collecting at the corners of your eyes at the stretch. 

Your eyes clenched shut as you tried to control your breathing, your walls adjusting to the size. 

“Relax cutie,” Clockwork whispered from above you, drawing your attention away from the pain, “You’re doing so, so good for us.” 

You felt his fingers trail upwards, carding themselves through your slightly tangled hair. At the same time, Doombringer’s fingers stilled inside of you, giving you time to relax.  

You tried to hold back a wince as he started to move again, a small scissoring motion stretching you out. 

You shifted your hips slightly, trying to get more comfortable before a shock of pleasure shot through you, the dildo pressing against your g-spot. Your mouth fell open in a gasp, lower half twitching as you focused on the pleasure coursing through you. 

“That’s it,” one of them drawled, noticing your change in expression.

You blinked away your tears and grinded your hips onto the toy inside of you, your movements aiding in preparing you. 

Your pain morphed into pleasure, Doombringer taking your moans as a sign that you were ready. 

The sudden emptiness made you whine, although it was short lived as a burning heat pressed against your hole, eyes widening as you realized you were finally going to get what you wanted. 

“Ready?” He huffed, voice straining. You didn’t even have to respond, pushing yourself off of the other's chest just to rub against his cock, trying to coax it inside you. 

With a groan, he pushed himself inside of you, groaning at how tight you were. His breath caught on a curse, the feeling of your walls clamping around him making his hips stutter. 

You weren’t any better, your pussy stretched to accommodate the two thicknesses inside of you. Even just one was enough to drive you insane, but two? Your swore with each inch pressed inside of you, you were losing your mind along with it. 

Your teeth clenched together as you tried to keep your cool, although it did nothing as pleasure wrecked your nerves, every small thrust pushing out the thoughts in your brain, as if making space for his cock.

You couldn’t even tell when he bottomed out, your mind blanking long before that. All you knew was that you could feel his chest against your back as he leaned into you, his hips flush with your ass.

You felt so, so full. Your walls fluttered around them, clenching and unclenching, moans spilling into the empty space, too fucked out to try to silence yourself. 

You choked on the pleasure, so full you could hardly breath. They hadn’t even moved yet but it felt like they were pressing against your organs. 

“Hey, hey,” Doombringer grumbled, his chest vibrating as he spoke, “Just let us take care of you,” he whispered, leaning over to press soft kisses to your shoulders. 

You tried your best to listen to him, but if you were being honest, you hardly heard him, mind too occupied with just how stuffed you felt. 

Doombringer was the first to move, his hips pulling back slightly before shallowly thrusting back into you, the small movement knocking all of the breath out of your lungs. 

You choked on a curse, mouth moving yet no sound escaping you. 

He pulled out again, leaving just the tip inside of you before slowly pushing himself back in, his breath warm and heavy against the back of your neck. 

Clockwork threw his head back against the bed, mouth breaking out into a moan as the other’s cock rubbed against his, the friction sending sparks through his body, fans whirring to life as the heat of your bodies overwhelmed his systems.

All he could do was grind his hips upwards, body twitching. Each shallow movement brushed against your g-spot, a constant pressure against the sensitive spot. 

Doombringer did most of the moving, the power of his thrusts making you shake. His control over himself was slipping, the feeling of your pussy wrapped tightly around his cock testing his discipline. 

His hands found purchase at your hips, fingers digging into the plump flesh as he used it as leverage, teeth gritting as he sped up his pace, each thrust pushing the dildo harder against your g-spot. 

The rocking of your body made your clit grind against the warm metal of Clockwork’s pelvis, back arching into the feeling. 

With so much pleasure attacking your body, it didn’t take long for your orgasm to build in your stomach, each wave of pleasure adding to the knot in your gut.

Their names fell from your mouth in incomprehensible babbles, nerves set ablaze between their large bodies. 

They practically engulfed you in their size, making you feel like nothing but a toy for them to use. It was slightly humiliating, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not as Doombringer’s thrusting brought you closer and closer to climax. 

Drool spilled from your open lips, landing on Clockwork’s chest. Both of you were too out of it to care, too focused on how good you were feeling to worry about anyone else. 

Doombringer’s groans rang through your ear, pussy clenching at the deep, hypnotic sound. 

Your orgasm came like a train-stop, sudden and powerful enough to make you spasm. “D-Doom!” You yelped, hand balled in a fist on the other’s chest, nails digging into your skin as you came on their cocks, your release adding to the mess of slick underneath you. 

“F-fuckk-,” Clockwork felt it too, his voicebox glitching as he moaned out the other’s name, his grip loosening around your waist as pleasure took over him. 

His orgasm came dry, nothing coming from the toy inside of you. The only sign of it being his messed up voice and the shaking of his body. 

Though it was hardly a concern, if anything, the main worry was the fact that with his climax came the sudden silence of his fans, his entire system shutting off as the heat and slick got to him, his circuits overheating and malfunctioning. 

Doombringer sucked a breath between his teeth, strong arms hooking underneath your legs to pull you off of the shut-down robot, moving you off of him and to the side. He pressed your face into the mattress as he fucked into you from behind.

Despite feeling slightly emptier, a part of you was thankful for the lessened stimulation, sure that you really were going to go insane if you stayed there. 

Since you already came, Doombringer fucked into your body, purely focused on his own pleasure. He growled into your ear, deep and rumbly, almost primal in a way. 

His hips snapped up into you like an animal, jaw clenched. “S-so good for us,” he gritted out, his release fastly approaching. 

You whimpered in overstimulation, lightning shooting through your body as he used you like a toy. You couldn’t even do anything, still reeling from your climax, limbs numb and fuzzy. 

Your hands gripped onto the sheets below you, eyes rolling back as he thrusted into you one last time, connecting his hips with yours before releasing inside of you, his burning-hot cum coating your insides. 

Your gaping hole fluttered around him, trying and failing to clench your fucked-out walls.

The sheer amount of cum made up for the emptiness from earlier, bright-white seed spilling from your hole and collecting around the base of his cock.

His hips continued rutting into you as he rode out his orgasm, bucking up into you until he came down from his high. 

Doombringer leaned forwards, pressing you further into the mattress and shoving his cock as deep as he could. 

He lifted off of you just to turn your face to his, catching you in a breath-stealing kiss. His thick tongue invaded your mouth, mingling with yours and swallowing each moan and whimper. 

You broke the kiss with a huff, chests heaving for air, a thin string of saliva connecting your two.

He let you fall back against the bed, body too fucked out to hold yourself up any further. 

A small chuckle left him at the sight of your limp body, leaning down to press his forehead onto your warm shoulder. 

“Missed you,” he muttered into your warm skin, pressing feather-light kisses onto it, “Did so good for us, took us so well.”

His words barely registered in your head, yet the calming feeling of his lips on your back made you relax, exhaustion kicking in as your eyelids fluttered shut, shaking slightly as after-shocks of pleasure ran through you. 

He basked in the afterglow, reveling in the feeling of your pussy flutter around him. 

He could tell you were losing consciousness, kisses trailing up to the back of your neck until they reached the sensitive spot behind your ear, the ticklish sensation making your squirm.

“Sorry if that was too much,” Doombringer muttered, though he didn’t truly sound sorry, if anything, he sounded a little amused. “At least next time, you know to wait for us, right?”

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