#rooktrey

It was like a flash of lightning moment for me. Thank you, yesterday's thunderstorm. I want to assume the Science Club has an event organizer of some kind. Rook and Trey get to show you the bomb they made that when detonated makes balloon animals. Or... Whatever they do in that fucking lab... They're both freaks. Honestly their freak was matched so well they probably kiss... Any RookTrey fans? Well, starting right now you are because you're gonna be the filling for this white bread sandwich.

MC/Yuu/Reader is the helpful club manager. More like, ordering chemicals and doing inventory. You're like a labcoat wearing secretary that helps the boys stay on task in their pursuit of science. Or... Maybe they're looking to develop contraceptives via science and not magic. How fun!

Maybe their science presentation wins an award for the school and you can't help but congratulate them on doing such a good job! Sure a nice shiny trophy is nice... But there's other ways to reward someone! Or two people...

You have your arms wrapped around Rook's shoulders as he gently praises you. Your body squished between him and Trey. The glasses wearing man has already lined your bare shoulder in kisses opposite to Rook as the two of them rock their hips in tandem. They had been developing a pain remover in the science club and decided you can be the guinea pig.

Both of their cocks fit nice and snug inside of you. Buried deep and leaving your toes curled as you moan against Rook's throat. Their thrusts are slow and this is the only time Rook has managed to stop talking. From the waist down, you feel like warm butter. Malleable, spreadable, easy for them to manipulate. Your skin is prickling and sensitive and you don't remember how you got into this situation. It feels insanely good. Pleasure beyond comprehension.