#stano

You were talking about some complicated stuff, explaining the importance of getting medicine as soon as possible and what was needed, but you were barely even listening to yourself with your lover being a nuisance.

Xeno was off leading an expedition to find materials, leaving you with Stanley and some other soldiers that were sending you strange looks over the fire.

You didn't have to wonder what they were thinking, in fact it was almost like it was written on their faces. Some of them looked confused, while others were smug, exchanging looks with those that seemed disappointed. It was only a week ago that you realized they had placed bets on what sort of relationship the three of you had, and watching it play out in front of you while they thought they were being sneaky had been the best entertainment you had in this stone world. You wondered which bet was winning, and judging by the amount of disappointed faces it wasn't Stanley and you together. You couldn't supress a snicker at the hilarity of it. The idea that they thought either one of you was possibly cheating on Xeno was just too funny to you.

It seemingly didn't occur to them that the three of you were in a poly relationship. Since, like, forever. You had started out as childhood friends. You and Stanley lived nearby, so you often played with him on the playground. He introduced you to his friend Xeno, who was the most interesting man on earth, or at least his hobbies were. In turn Xeno introduced you to science, and there you were, a fledgling scientist following in his footsteps. You were a year younger, so sadly you were never in the same class, but that didn't prevent you from spending most of your time with them outside of school. Basically all of it was spend helping create science (read: guns and rockets). Over the years your group had become so close knit it felt like you'd stay together forever. Sure, you'd dated others for a while when it seemed Stan and Xeno had a thing going on and you tried to slowly separate from them, but this didn't work out at all. Others were simply never as interesting as them, and Stanley and Xeno seemed to think something was missing without you there.

This in turn had led to a messy breakup with your then boyfriend who accused you of emotional and even physical cheating (it wasn't true, you had 100% given yourself to him fair and square, spending less and less time with your childhood friends, but it wasn't enough for him), and you running back to Stanley and Xeno to cry about it. Something had changed in your dynamic then. It seemed all three of you had reached the same consensus; it was either all three of you together or none at all.

This had lasted throughout your teenage years, even when all three of you chose a different job based on your skills and passion. The disappointments of life and disagreements of work only made you grow closer.

Then the petrification came, and now you were rebuilding the world from scratch. An undertaking bigger than any of you had thought possible, though you had no choice but to do it. Despite the long road still ahead of you, all the others just seemed way too interested in your relationship. As if they didn't have anything else to worry about than the relationship status of their president and his right and left hand "men". Well, it was of no importance, as long as they did their work.

-

Or, so you would rationalize it to yourself. The truth was the inquiring gazes and the whispered conversations were bothering you to no end. You couldn't be alone with either of them and feel like you were being scrutinized, never a moment of peace and intimacy. It started to wear on you.

"You okay?" Stan asked, as you were angrily mixing chemicals.

"No," was your blunt answer, and he chuckled in response. You were always quick to anger. For all your brain power in smarts, it seemed your brain had no extra specs to spare for other mind related issues; mental health being fragile at the best of days as a result. He took a long drag of his newly made cigarette, and exhaled the smoke away from you. He had complained about his lack of nicotine since the petrification was undone, and it seemed he was happy as a clam now that Xeno had finally given in and made him some cigarettes. With how good he looked when he smoked it had been the right choice despite how you disliked the smell of it. Not to mention the taste on his tongue.

"Need me to take your mind off all the stress?"

Oh, yes, did you want that. "Please," you sighed, and he instantly moved closer, strong arms wrapping around you as his painted lips pressed against yours gently. You kissed back with a little more vigour, pulling him closer to you. It had been way too long since any of you had been physically intimate, and though Xeno's libido wasn't the highest and Stanley was flexible: used to long times without, you were definitely feeling the effects. Your impatience shone through as you instantly deepened the kiss, at the moment uncaring of the strong taste of tobacco on Stanley's tongue. His kisses left you breathless anyways, mouth stained with his lipstick.

Of course someone chose that moment to come into the lab, and you tried to pull away, a frown on your face as you tried to see who it was. Stanley held you to him, not breaking contact, and as you realized it was Xeno that had come in you relaxed in his hold.

"I see," Xeno said, his usual smirk growing on his face as he took in the two of you. His eyes however were uncharacteristically soft. "Couldn't wait, hm?"

The kiss was finally broken, giving you time to catch your breath. Stanley took another drag of his cigarette. You wanted more, but you heard the sound of more people outside the makeshift lab, signalling an end to your private time together. The building (read: castle) that was under construction at this moment couldn't be finished quick enough for you.

The day passed without you getting what you wanted.

-

"The way you're working today is lacking its usual elegance," Xeno said, and you shrugged.

"Undoubtedly so," you replied. "Hard to stay on top of things with so many..." you looked over your shoulder at the open door, loud conversation from outside drifted in, "...distractions."

His reply was a noncommittal hum while he quietly worked on some weapon for Stan. The soldier was out now, probably hunting for food, or protecting the builders from wild animals. Both important jobs that helped you move along faster on all fronts. The new-and-improved gun Xeno was making would definitely help a lot.

"It's not just the others that are a distraction to you, am I wrong?" He said slyly after a pause. "I've seen you cast glances at Stan and me for days now. Is something on your mind?"

You scoffed as you put your vials down. There was no way you were getting the precise measurements correct if you were talking about your distracted mind. Especially since you knew that he knew what was on your mind perfectly fine. After all, dr. Xeno was a tease and a sadist, and being his lover did not change that. The moment he sensed weakness he pounced, and your weakness was, well, everything right now, but especially not being able to spend intimate time with your lovers. He had noticed just fine, and the sly touches he gave you here and there the last couple of days were taking their toll on your sanity.

"Xe," you said, turning around to him. He was still working steadily, and you had learned through the years that very little could distract him from it. A small glance over his shoulder and a smirk was all you got. "You know what my problem is. As a matter of fact, I have a question for you in return about it. Are you very busy right now? Because we are more or less in private at the moment, and I need some dopamine to continue working effectively."

"Didn't Stanley help with that earlier?"

"He only made my need worse."

Xeno turned around, finally. A small victory. "Well, come here then. We have approximately 5 minutes and 45 seconds until the hunting party comes back."

You moved towards him quickly, wasting no time setting yourself down on his lap. He commented on your impatience with a sly remark, but you couldn't get yourself to care. Six minutes wasn't nearly enough to scratch your itch, but it would have to do. You barely brushed your lips against his' when someone came inside without knocking or giving any indication of entering and you instantly broke apart. Hiding your face in Xeno's shoulder as you groaned.

"It seems my companion needs a little rest," Xeno said with a wry smile, answering the questioning gaze from whomever had come inside wondering why you were on the doctor's lap.

"Tell them to fucking knock next time," you hissed into his shoulder and you felt Xeno tense under you as your breath hit his skin. You remembered his neck was extremely sensitive. A humourless scoff was all that escaped you at this notion, knowing that even if you turned him on now the moment had already passed.

"Tell her yourself," he replied, removing you from his lap. Crankily You turned towards the intruder seeing the face of Charlotte, one of Stanley's soldiers. It seems Xeno's estimation of the hunting party returning was irritatingly off by about 4 minutes and 10 seconds.

"Commander Snyder ordered us to tell you that food is ready," she said, and you realized angrily that you were indeed hungry. "I've come to fetch you both."

He probably told her to not take any refusal from either of you, considering the workaholic nature he was more than familiar with that had you and Xeno skip meals much more than you should. You sighed, knowing that you couldn't stay mad when he was taking care of you so well.

Another day passed without you getting what you wanted.

-

And so days went on. Nothing ever happened except you not getting enough. A moment at the water's edge where you washed yourself a little bit too dramatically, knowing Stanley was keeping a lookout; it all amounted to nothing when you were joined by Charlotte, Luna and Maya who decided to make a simple wash into a water fight. It was a fun bonding experience, but not the kind of bonding you were specifically looking for. Namely the physical kind, with either Stan or Xeno or both. When would you get your much needed privacy?

If the group had started to notice your frustration, they didn't show it. Crowding you at lunch as you tried to get a kiss in. A bombshell revelation was made when Maya loudly wondered who exactly it was you had the hots for, finally breaking months of silent questions, and you answered truthfully.

Charlotte seemed crushed, and you weren't sure if it was because she'd lost a bet or if it was that she was still harbouring some hope towards being able to date her superior officer. It didn't matter to you as much as you anticipated, dull frustration edging every interaction you had. The truth quickly made its way across the colony, and you hoped it would finally bring some semblance of peace.

"I got complaints," said Stan. "It seems people lost bets over us three being together." You knew the complaints were half in jest, but if they weren't you didn't care much.

"Maya finally asked," you replied. "Honestly took her longer than I thought. She isn't exactly the shy type."

Xeno chuckled from somewhere further inside the workshop, not stopping his work for a second despite the small moment of you three being together. "And so our secret is out. It seems information gathering isn't a strong suit of our colony. We weren't exactly subtle."

"Too subtle for my taste," you muttered. Xeno perked up, grabbing something out of a secret compartment in his desk. You couldn't see what it was but the smirk on his face spelled anything but good.

"Dear y/n," he started as he walked over. "Poor, needy thing. You've been neglected, hm?" You still couldn't see what he was holding, curiosity peaking at his words. What was he going on about? Did they finally take pity on you? Stan seemed equally curious behind you, looking over your shoulder as Xeno approached.

"Our moments together have been sparse, and despite how fast our work progresses I surmise it will take at least another week before private rooms will be available." A week, if only that would spell the end to your torture. "However, it seems your work and your social skills are suffering from this lack of stimulation. I came up with a makeshift solution." Xeno never came up with "makeshift" solutions, you wonder what he was up to. From behind his back he procured the item he had seemingly been able to work on in relative privacy. A phallic shaped device made of clear resin, showing the small motor inside.

You recognised it, crude as it was, and the surprise made you unable to speak for a couple of seconds. Stan was the first to question what he was seeing.

"Did you make a stone age vibrator?" he said, and hearing it from his mouth suddenly made this moment real.

"90 points! It is indeed a vibrator, but this is far from stone age equipment dear Stan!" As if he wasn't holding a sex toy Xeno started to show it from all angles, explaining how he'd made this sophisticated little thing from extra materials he had lying around. Stanley seemed to lose interest in the explanation almost instantly as always, and this time, so did you.

"I am not dreaming, am I? Instead of just sneaking off with me somewhere you had time to create something like this?" You'd be mad if this wasn't something Xeno had made specifically with your needs in mind. But you didn't just want to masturbate. You wanted them specifically. It had been over 3000 years! "I only want this if you're the one using it on me," you complained like a petulant child, crossing your arms in front of you.

"All in due time," was your answer. "Isn't this a perfect solution for the time being?"

You wanted to say that it wasn't, but once again your time together was cut short as Stan's break was over and Brody came in to talk to Xeno about a new big project. There was no way you were going to use this yourself. If this new gadget was going to get tested it was with one or both of them in the mix. Besides - the privacy issue still persisted, it wasn't like you had time to yourself unless you went off into the woods alone like some kind of lunatic. You weren't about to get mauled by a bear while reaching your peak... you could already see your headstone with the solemn text "died doing what she loved most", or "reached heaven".

Yet another day passed without... well, you get the point.

-

The vibrator started looking more and more appealing every single day. Until one day you decided to use it the only moment you had privacy. Well, relative privacy - Xeno was still in the same room. You were so incredibly horny while Xeno and Stan just seemed to be generally unaffected, and it was just not fair.

With your legs opened and skirt hiked up you sat at your desk. There weren't any dangerous experiments going on today, nothing that needed strict hygiene rules as you were both working on basics for Stan's new plane, and so you took your chance. A humming sound, much louder than you expected, filled the room as you held the vibrator against your clothed opening. Xeno was pulled from his work immediately at the unknown noise, recognising it as soon as he heard your sigh. 

He was quiet for a bit, a testament to his surprise at your bold actions, but when your movement and noises became unmistakable he scoffed.

"You cannot be serious, love," he said, voice slightly choked up, but quickly regaining his composure despite your soft mewls of his name. "There is a time and a place for this," he shook his head in disappointment, but you didn't care, "and we have work to do."

You never turned his way, just angled your face so that he could see your expression, your actions hidden from him, though he could imagine them just fine. "Don't we - ahh- don't we do all our testing in this room? I had to- hmm- test it somewhere safe, no?"

His face shifted slightly, and though he tried to look stern to you you knew you affected him. His eyes travelled down your body to that what you had hidden from him, and you knew he yearned to see your actions. Actions that you weren't about to show him, no, it was time for them to suffer the way you had suffered.

Soft moans of his name tumbled from your mouth, together with genuine compliments about the build of the little device that brought you this much pleasure. You weren't sure what made him glow more, his arousal that was slowly becoming apparent, or the fact that he knew he had once again done an excellent job on a science project.

You were bringing yourself to the edge with breakneck speed. Knowing that any second you could get interrupted by someone made you not let up, despite the single speed setting on the vibrator that was definitely overstimulating you. Your gaze was locked on Xeno's face, whose black eyes took in every expression you made greedily. The smug smirk on his face spoke volumes as did the blush that dusted his ears. His lab coat greatly reduced your vision on his crotch, and so did your position, but you could only hope he was as affected as you hoped. 

There was a noise at the door you ignored as you finally tumbled over the edge with a cry of Xeno's name and a curse, babbling about it being your first orgasm in over 3000 years and how fucking good it felt. A small nose came from Xeno as well, but nothing else as your post orgasm glow was interrupted by someone else coming into the lab. Once again without knocking, but there was no teaching these barbarians apparently. You hoped against all hope that the sound of the vibrator going and suddenly stopping was misconstrued as one of the small drills you sometimes used, though you knew that your face and sounds would have given anything away if they'd heard. Quickly you closed your legs, a wet, squishy feeling between your thighs that you ignored as you pulled your skirt back down. The vibrator was quickly put away, as you finally turned towards the intruder.

The intruder was Brody, and you thanked the stars when he didn't seem at all clued in to what had just transpired in the lab/workshop. Immediately going for Xeno, who pretended he, too, was totally normal and hadn't just watched you masturbate in semi-public. Slowly you turned around, making sure you were presentable as Brody passed you to talk to Xeno. The engineers back was to you, and you quickly flashed Xeno your naked core, still dripping with arousal. The look on his face made everything in the past couple of weeks worth it, if only slightly.

-

The rest of the day was spend doing work, though Xeno hovered close, both of you knowing what had transpired and that you weren't wearing anything under your skirt. It seemed he finally felt an inch of the torture you had gone through, amplified when you left that evening for the girls sleeping quarters, leaving him to his own devices. By keeping things communal until the castle was build with private rooms a lot of work could be saved, not to speak of less chances of someone accidentally getting knocked up. It would be a disaster to raise a baby under the current circumstances, though the thought of either Xeno or Stanley (or both!) pumping you full of cum sounded really good right now.

You knew that you'd try to get Stanley's attention next, and fell into a deep and restful sleep while thinking about what to do to tease him. 

-

The moment presented itself when you went along with a material gathering mission, this time finding some basic materials to make antibiotics, painkillers and anti-conception. There wasn't anyone who had gotten sick or majorly injured yet, but you didn't want to wait until it was too late. And the anti-conception... well, that one spoke for itself.

It was just you, Stanley, and two other soldiers, and you were planning on splitting up. Not too far, and even if you were going to have a private moment with Stan you were planning on only teasing him. It would be unfair to Xeno otherwise. 

It was hard keeping the smirk off your face, but you managed somehow as you quickly went through the debriefing, outlying the plan and the search area. Stanley seemed to realize something was up with you, but he didn't question it. When you split up to search you pulled Stan apart.

"Love," you said, lips against his throat as you pushed up against him, "I can't wait to have you fuck me. If there wasn't work to be done I'd let you pin me against a tree right this second."

He did not seem at all opposed too, strong hands grabbing your ass and pulling you closer against him. You let him, moulding your body against his as if it was made for it, lips glued to the skin of his neck as you nibbled and sucked at it. Your hips canted into his, slightly bucking into him as you sighed and moaned against his skin. "I'd let you fuck me so good, Stan."

You looked at him, eyes half lidded and mouth slightly opened. His eyes were blown and you could feel his dick twitch to life against your core. "Oh yeah baby? Tell me how much you want it," he murmured as he leaned in to kiss you. The second he gave in you instantly moved away from him though. Dodging his arms as he tried to pull you back against his body.

"However, we do have work to do. Hopefully we'll have some time alone soon. Though I doubt it?"

The smile on his face was bitter, as he quickly put another cigarette between his lips to occupy them. "I fell right into that one, didn't I?"

He followed you and you lifted your skirt slightly, as if in a curtsy, just teasing him enough to frustrate him when the two that had split up joined you again. They didn't seem entirely oblivious to Stanley's ire, but they had a bag full of items and herbs that they needed you to check, so they pretended they didn't see how fast he'd smoked his first, second, and third cigarette in a span of 10 minutes. 

The only clues they got was your relaxed smile and the sly looks you send the soldier, who pointedly ignored you.

-

And then, finally, the castle was build. The rooms were done, and the three of you were about to jump out of your skin when you finally reached the top floor. You'd spend your days working, but more than that, teasing. It seemed you had gotten over your issues pretty fast the second you decided to let them share in your torture, but now that you were finally alone you realized how pent up you still were.

"I-" you started, the second the door behind you closed, but before you could finish your sentence Stanley had picked you up bridal style.

"Finally," Xeno sighed, "Alone time. And, moreover, privacy to finally put you back in place, dear." He motioned to Stan and he threw you on the bed that had been prepared beforehand. The room was spartan, only the basics were available. Despite that the bed was lush and big enough for the three of you, and you couldn't help but sigh as you sunk down into the furs and blankets. 

"Finally indeed," you sighed, and relaxed when you saw Stan and Xeno crawl onto the bed. They stayed on either side of you though, neither of them touching you, and you frowned. Why weren't they touching you yet? It was obvious you were ready! You widened your legs a little, putting your arms above your head and raising your eyebrows, giving a clear indication of your impatience.

The two men seemed to have other plans, however, as they looked down at you with a smirk before looking at the other.

"It seems someone has been very impatient," Xeno said. "Testing out... sensitive equipment out in the open without the proper safeguards in place. I am truly disappointed."

"Jeopardizing the mission, putting us in danger by distracting your bodyguard..." Stanley added, shaking his head as he reached over to Xeno. "You've been naughty, baby."

Xeno reached to Stanley as well, getting closer over your body as you were still lying down between them. They seemed to ignore you entirely though, locking lips in an intimate gesture of love between the two, before deepening it quickly, hands caressing the other with barely contained urgency. Stanley cursed as Xeno bit his lip, glove-less hands pulling his hair as their kiss turned into a full make out session. His movement got rougher and more dominant as if he wanted to devour the scientist, who in turn leaned back, sounds of pleasure leaving them both as they gasped for breath. You were enjoying every bit of it, waiting impatiently for them to involve you like they always did, but so far they only seemed to have eyes for the other. Stan's movement was rough but sweet, while Xeno's every move was elegant and calculated, with a bite to it that always had your heart racing. It seemed to rile Stanley up greatly as well, even more so than usual, and it was obvious that despite their seeming indifference they too had been eager to explore the other intimately. You looked down, seeing both were already straining in their pants, and you hoped that whatever punishment they had in mind for you would go out of the window as they'd lose themselves in pleasure. 

Xeno was pushed back against the pillow beside you, their lips locked even as they both went down, and you eagerly awaited your turn.

When they finally broke apart they looked at you with equal grins. The little questioning sound you made fell on deaf ears as Xeno reached out a hand to softly put some of your hair behind your ear.

"This is your punishment now, love. You'll have to wait your turn and show us that you can be patient."

Your mouth fell open in a comical display of betrayal, and you saw both men's eyes on your lips, eager enough to give in, but strict in their punishment. Stan less so than Xeno, and your eyes were immediately on him, knowing he was always the first to give in. You blinked up at him in a way that you knew he was weak to. He grinned, apologetic look in his eyes as he said: "Sorry babe, boss's orders. If you apologise for your actions he might be inclined to forgive you."

Xeno scoffed slightly at the both of you acting like he wasn't right there, so he pulled Stanley back to look at him as he leaned back into the mattress like a pretty pillow princess. Stanley of course immediately going in to litter his exposed neck in love bites.

"Do be gentle, Stan," the scientist murmured between sighs as he guided the soldier with a soft but insistent hand in his hair. 

"Aw come on! I barely did anything wrong!" you argued, trying to get their attention back on you. Being a pillow princess was your job in the first place! "You can't do this to meeeee-"

Your whining fell on deaf ears as the two slowly started undressing the other, and despite your anger you couldn't help but swallow thickly when both were naked in front of you. Stanley groaned as their tips made contact and you were practically vibrating from the need to be sandwiched between the two. It wasn't unusual for them to fuck, but it was definitely rare. Usually you were the driving force behind this type of intimacy, and when the three of you were together you never only focused on one. Everyone was always included, and you couldn't decide if being in the proverbial cuck chair was your forte, despite how much your enjoyed seeing your lovers like this.

"Come on, Stan, Xe- After such a long time you can't exclude me, especially since I've been the one suffering from it so much!"

They paid you no mind, groans and sighs tumbling from them as they kissed, dicks rutting together as Stan held them in his hand. 

"Fuck, Xe, you're so pretty like this," Stan said, looking down on the scientist with nothing but adoration in his eyes as Xeno let himself be laved in attention and pleasure. His response was a scoff and an eyeroll, but the blush that deepened on Xeno's face and reached his chest did not go unnoticed by any of you.

"Stop talking and get on with it," Xeno said, voice tight. He knew he wasn't going to last. It truly had been way to long.

He caught himself trying to move towards you to kiss and caress, almost having forgotten about the reason they were doing this in the first place. There was a slight twinge in his heart when he saw your desperate face, but he hadn't heard a sorry from you yet. It wasn't as if he was made of stone, and neither was Stan, but both of them had put their personal feelings to the side to focus on what was important, while you had done your best to make it hard for them to do so.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you finally said, legs rubbing together as you were so desperate for their touch. Unable to see them together like this without you, it almost hurt you to not be a part of it. Both physically and mentally. "Please don't exclude me, I'm sorry for teasing you both-"

Before the sentence had left you fully both arms pulled you into their embrace. Clothes disappeared faster than you had time to catch onto what was happening as Xeno kissed you deeply, rutting against your dripping core. 

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" he said, and Stanley picked you up as he moved back to sit on his knees, pulling you down on top of him. Xeno moved with the two of you, caressing your face gently, wiping away a stray tear that must've fallen from your eyes at the punishment that felt unusually cruel.

"There, there," Stanley said, kissing your cheek and murmuring sweet nothings in your ear. "Nothing to get bent out of shape over. You apologised and now it's our turn." He held your legs wide for Xeno as he moved closer to you. "Now that we have our private rooms we'll make sure you're well taken care of, right Xe?"

"Of course," said the scientist as he gave you another sweet kiss. "We can't stay mad at our favourite person."

"Don't do that again," you whispered, voice cracking slightly. You were still dripping wet, especially now that Xeno was finally lining himself up, and with Stan's throbbing cock against your lower back, but more affected by their unusual punishment than you initially thought.

Both sorry's came from clenched teeth as Xeno finally sunk in to the hilt, holding your face gently as his touch was conveying much more than his words. You were so precious to them that they didn't know what to do with themselves. Though right now all thoughts that were soft and sweet went out of the window when Xeno started moving, and Stanley rutted up against you, precum leaking down his dick and slicking your cheeks as he moved between them. 

 Xeno's movement was erratic from the start, shallow and rough, especially for him, and it was clear that he wasn't going to last long. He cursed as sweat accumulated on his forehead, muttering how good you felt and were to them, despite your naughty streak.

"Come on, Xe," Stan said, mocking smile on his face, "You got this."

His own hands went down to your clit as he rubbed circles against it, ignoring Xeno's heated glare and the way his slicked back hair fell into his eyes. 

"Maybe if you hadn't gone so fast when we started I would have a little more stamina left," the scientist grouched, but there was no real bite to it. Both of you knew that either of you could turn the usually unflappable man into a mess real quick, despite him always finding ways to be on top of the situation still.

Stanley chuckled, grip on your leg tightening as Xeno pushed in harder, widening your legs a little more for ease of access. The way he held you open for Xeno had you floating on clouds, how he was the one in control, but always used that control to serve Xeno did something to you, and you gasped out both their names. Stanley's other hand quickened, trying to get you to come together with the scientist, who was simply holding on as long as he could at this point. His voice came out in cut off gasps as he sweet talked you into coming with him. Telling Stan to angle your hips up a little more so that he could hit that sweet spot inside of you with more accuracy. He always knew just how to angle you. And once again he found the spot without much trouble, bullying into it with rough, desperate thrusts. When he finally came with a hoarse cry, painting your insides white with his seed, you followed after him. One of your arms was thrown around Stanley's neck, while the other pulled Xeno closer to you in an open mouthed kiss that was as sloppy as it was intimate. 

Xeno slowly pulled out, black eyes glued to where the two of you connected as he saw your come drip from your drooling hole. The sigh he gave was one of satisfaction, gathering himself enough to tell Stanley to come inside you too, since he too had waited long enough now.

"Yes sir," Stan said, a mixture of mocking and dead seriousness, as he pulled you up and lined you up with his weeping cock, dropping you down onto it without further ado. 

"Fuckkk-" you whined, going from Xeno to Stan was always a bit of a stretch, but you were so wet and eager to have both of them fuck you that even if the stretch was unbearable you'd still take it. And it was far from unbearable; the pleasure overtaking you from Stan fucking Xeno's cum back into you with low grunts from the blonde had your eyes roll back into your skull. Xeno's smug grin as he watched you get fucked so well registered, but only slightly, as you were doing all you could just to hold on.

His one hand still held you open, for Xeno to see all, and his other hand was still rubbing your clit as you quickly came again, still sensitive from your earlier orgasm. He didn't stop while you did, voicing his pleasure at the way you throbbed and tightened around him as he was close too. 

"Fuck, princess," he growled, biting your neck and ear, littering your neck in love bites like he'd done to Xeno earlier, but much rougher. "You feel so good, so tight."

A thought about how you were going to hide the hickeys from the colony crossed your mind, but it was gone as soon as it came. Everyone already knew the three of you were together, what did they think was gonna happen as soon as you got private rooms?

Stan's movement stuttered as he came as well and all thoughts slipped your mind at the delicious sound he made in your burning ear. 

Xeno was still watching you both come down from your height. His dick once again hard and ready at the sight of the two of you, and you were both overjoyed and intimidated as you felt Stanley hardening inside of you again as well. It seemed both of them wanted to catch up on what they had missed out on the weeks before, and you were so ready for it. In a minute- after you'd come down from-

"My turn again, I'd surmise," Xeno said, hiding his grin behind an elegant hand. "I'm sure you're not done yet, y/n. Not after how desperate you were for us earlier. I can still see you dripping across our newly acquired bedding..."

His words were scathing, his arousal obvious, and you chuckled, slightly scared by this new side of Xeno you hadn't seen in a while. The side of him that was ravenous and hungry.

"I hope you're not expected to work tomorrow, princess," Stanley added, "because I'm not sure you're going to be able to walk."

You chuckled as Xeno pulled you to him. "You'll just have to carry me then."

The night was young, your room was soundproofed, and the three of you had a lot of catching up to do.

-

Of course Stanley had been right - you definitely weren't able to walk properly the morning after, and he had indeed carried you out, despite you telling him it was a joke. All eyes were on the three of you; all filled with a knowing glint. You couldn't care less at this point, though you did blush deeply as you felt their eyes on your neck and Xeno's, who had only covered up minimally.