everytime i need a good refresher, something that'll make me feel alive again, i go STRAIGHT to septembersummer on ao3's lust for life series. IT'S SO GOOD!!!! (spoilers in tags)
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request: a spicy threesome with Yakuza Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru during an interrogation
wc: 3k
cw: slight dub/con, hair pulling, mouth spitting, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, spit as lubricant, cum as lubricant, degrading, facefucking, double penetration, knife usage (to cut clothes off), bondage, blindfolding, gojo has a tongue ring, geto has a dick piercing
A/N's: i have decided to finally post my fics on tumblr pls let me know if it goes ok love you
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There’s a girl who’s seen something she shouldn’t have.
Her identity doesn’t matter, she doesn’t matter-- what matters is that she’s seen something that she shouldn’t have. Suguru holding a man down to the pavement with his arms behind his back, Satoru’s shoe on top of his face, rolling his head against the pavement until he talks.
It happens a lot in their line of work-- he didn’t pay his dues, and he was being punished for it when a girl walked around the corner. Her eyes locked with Satoru’s, and then Suguru’s, and then she started to run.
She didn’t get far.
And now she finds herself tied to a chair in a dimly lit room that she’s never been to before, while the two well-dressed Yakuza men before her look at her a little too salaciously given what’s happening here. She’s seen things, but she’s blindfolded now, with her arms tied behind her back in the wooden chair she sits on.
“C’mon, honey, you really want to go to the police?” Suguru asks calmly, stroking her chin with a finger, “we already know you were running in the direction of the police station.”
“I-I wasn’t--” she stammers, and Satoru slaps her across the face once, tugging her head backwards by her ponytail. If she wasn’t blindfolded, she’d be looking up at him, seeing that he’s staring down at her with far more mischief in his eyes than malice.
“Don’t lie to us, bitch,” he murmurs, tightening his grip in her curls.
She whimpers, but it doesn’t sound like she’s afraid. Satoru looks at Suguru once, and Suguru knows what he’s thinking judging by the smirk on his lips.
It wouldn’t be the first time they’ve shared a girl, but it would be the first time they’ve shared a girl under these circumstances.
But Satoru is a master of reading people-- it’s the skill that got him invited to the Yakuza in the first place, and no one knows better than him the difference between a whimper of pleasure, and a whimper of pain.
Suguru smirks, “Don’t hurt her, Satoru-- she isn’t going to tell on us.” He plays the good cop, but he’s worse than his bad cop counterpart in every sense of the word.
Satoru tuts disapprovingly, “I don’t think it hurts-- ha, I think she likes it.”
Another tug to her hair, another whimper. She closes her legs together as tightly as she can, but she doesn’t say you’re wrong. Her cheeks are flushed, mouth open in the soft pants that she lets out anytime Satoru pulls too hard on her hair, and she isn’t denying anything.
“A sweet girl like her wanting to be defiled by two Yakuza? Surely not,” Suguru remarks, as he places a hand on her thigh, encouraging her to part her legs.
“It’s-- Ah-- it’s not that--” she says, but she spreads her legs, letting Suguru have a peak at what’s underneath her dress. And she’s certainly naughtier than she looks-- she’s not even wearing panties.
“Oh, maybe you’re right, Satoru,” Suguru says, pushing her dress up higher to get a better look at her pussy. It’s glistening already, “no panties,” he murmurs, sliding his hand up her thigh a little higher, “and she’s so wet already.”
“Filthy bitch,” Satoru coos, “you like this, don’t you?”
“I-I--” she can hardly speak when Suguru nudges his thumb through her wetness, slipping through her folds and pressing against her clit once. She jolts, and she moans so sweetly.
“If you stop lying to me,” Satoru murmurs menacingly above her lips, “maybe we’ll fuck you for it. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Y-Yes--” she whines, as Suguru presses his thumb into her, swirling around to gather her essence.
He chuckles, “Wanna taste her, Satoru?” He offers, grinning up at Satoru salaciously, “I bet she’s sweet.”
“Sickly sweet,” Satoru agrees, “like a whore should be.”
He grins at Suguru once, leaning down to suck her wetness off of Suguru’s thumb, tasting her. He groans softly around the digit-- she really is sweet.
“Ha, it wouldn’t be fair to leave her out, huh?” Satoru coos, opening the girl’s jaw with his big hand and spitting into her mouth, “swallow.”
He slaps her again-- she moans again.
She does as she’s told, so obedient, so good. For that, Suguru parts her legs lovingly, spreading them on either side of the chair. He tugs her down to the edge of her seat, burying his face in her cunt while Satoru takes her blindfold off, letting her look up at him while he glares down at her.
She moans, pants, stares into Satoru’s eyes as his best friend pleasures her pussy so expertly with his tongue.
“Yeah, you like that?” Satoru taunts her, as she moans up at him, “filthy, filthy, filthy. You only met us tonight, and we kidnapped you-- you’re really going to cum for us this easily?”
She starts to say something, Satoru slaps her again, and she convulses, getting closer with every time he manhandles her. She loves it-- of course she does. She gets closer, as Satoru presses his fingers into her mouth, encouraging her to suck on them.
She swirls her tongue around the digits, eyes rolling back in her head as she moans for Suguru, so close.
“Edge her,” Satoru demands rudely, and her eyes open in shock-- in horror, as Suguru chuckles and obeys the command. Satoru laughs down at her cruelly-- the bad cop aspect of him stays in all aspects of life.
“No-- please-- let me--” she begs, as Suguru stands up threading his hands into Satoru’s hair, pulling him into a messy, wet kiss. Satoru is surprised-- shocked, but he tells himself that it’s for the girl, that it’s not for him, and he loves to put on a show. The girl moans, staring up at the sight of the two of them groaning and kissing each other-- she sees their tongues meet, sharing the taste of her pussy between the two of them.
Satoru groans into the kiss, palming at his own erection, as Suguru leans over her, grabbing one of her tits in his big hand and massaging it roughly.
Suguru ends the kiss first, reaching down to untie her hands, as Satoru leans down and kisses her-- she feels the warm metal of his tongue ring against her own, she tastes herself on his tongue, and she likes it, moaning against him even though he’s treated her so cruelly.
They easily switch places, with Satoru kneeling between her thighs as Suguru undoes his belt, freeing his cock for her. She gulps at the sight of it-- so hard and throbbing already, with a piercing through the tip. She wonders how it would feel inside of her with that piercing, and she knows she’s going to find out tonight.
He presses the tip to her lips, and she accepts it gratefully, moaning as Satoru eats her pussy like he’s going eat her alive from the inside out. Suguru is so graceful, so languid with his tongue, whereas Satoru is ruthless, brutal, pinpointing and finding exactly what makes her cum with so much accuracy that it hurts.
“Pay attention, baby,” Suguru taunts her, grabbing a handful of her curly hair and tugging her forward, moving his hips in time with Satoru’s pumps of his fingers into her pussy.
Suguru lights a cigarette, glaring down at her as he smokes it, as she takes as much of his cock down her throat as she can manage.
His free hand uses her head like a toy, fucking himself with her mouth until tears run down her cheeks, spill down her neck. She gags, but she doesn’t stop, and she’s cumming whether she likes it or not-- the feeling of Satoru’s tongue ring circling her clit is so much so fast, mixed with the rough curls of his fingers inside her.
Her body convulses, as she moans loudly around Suguru’s cock-- it almost makes him cum in her mouth, the way her tight, wet heat closes around him with her vibrating moans, the way her eyes are rolled back in ecstasy from the ministrations of his best friend on her wet pussy.
He pulls out roughly, smacking his cock on her cheek before helping Satoru yank her out of her chair on shaking legs, pulling her over to the couch against the wall.
“You ever had anal before?” Satoru asks with a lewd grin, as he smirks at her, pulling her flush against his chest to kiss her while Suguru presses his lips to her neck, sliding the straps of her dress down her arms slowly.
“N-No,” she whimpers, as Suguru slices her dress with a knife that he’s pulled from his pocket, leaving her entirely nude before them.
She really wore no panties, no bra, as though she just wanted this to happen-- poor thing.
“Do you want to?” Suguru murmurs against the shell of her ear, and she shivers from head to toe, as both men smirk at each other over the top of her head. Her cheeks are so flushed, body so taut with arousal even after cumming not so long ago.
“Okay,” she whispers, as Satoru kisses Suguru overtop of her, both of them run their hands all over her naked body, grabbing her ass, her tits, her pussy. She’s all in now, ready for whatever they want to do to her, as long as they keep treating her body just like this.
Suguru loosens his tie, pulls his shirt off, revealing the dragon tattoos that sprawl across his body, as he lies down on the couch, and Satoru practically throws the poor girl on top of him. Satoru watches as he undresses, as Suguru rubs the pierced tip of his cock through her folds, nudging her clit with it as she gasps and pants for him, cheeks hot and flushed.
“What a fucking slut,” Satoru murmurs, kneeling behind her, tugging her ponytail out so that he can take a firm grip in her hair, lean her head back against his muscular chest so that he can kiss her while she’s pleasured by Suguru’s cock slipping through her folds. Her wetness is dripping down her thighs, dripping onto his hips, as he moans and thrusts up against into her-- just the tip slips through her resistance, drawing a low moan from him.
“Fuck, Satoru,” Suguru moans, as he gives a few shallow thrusts up into her pussy, “fuck her with me-- she’s so tight.”
The girl moans, sounding less like a person than an animal by the second, being treated like an object-- nothing but a fuck-toy for the two dangerous men on either side of her.
Satoru flattens his palm out on the center of her spine, pushing her down onto Suguru’s chest, where he kisses her obscenely, staring at Satoru’s pleasure-filled expression as he presses the head of his cock against her wet hole, dipping in while she groans into the kiss.
Suguru’s cock jumps at the sight of his friend feeling the tight warmth that he just did, seeing his hands grip the girl’s hips as he thrusts himself all the way in-- he’s never been gentle. The girl yelps and jolts forward, stopped by four hands and forced to take what she’s given from Satoru as he fucks her for a second, holding eye contact with Suguru as he does so.
“Fucking hot,” he murmurs, as his friend kisses the girl’s neck, and once he’s gotten his dick wet enough, he pulls back out, and Suguru takes his place back inside of her.
Satoru strokes his cock as he watches Suguru fuck up into her-- the sight and sound of their sloppy, wet, joined sexes making it hard to focus as he leans down to lick her other hole, before venturing down lower to press his tongue to the spot where their sexes meet, tasting her and Suguru both at the same time and moaning into it.
He then sucks his fingers between his lips, coating them in saliva before pressing them against her hole. She moans loudly at his long digits entering her ass, while her pussy is fucked so roughly by Suguru that she’s getting close again already. Two fingers in, and she’s taking it like a champion, as Satoru gets tired of waiting-- always the bad cop.
Suguru moans, and it makes Satoru’s cock twitch against her hole. He looks at his friend as he spits onto it, massaging her ass with it before nudging the tip in. She’s so distracted by the bouncing of the cock beneath her that she isn’t even struggling-- she’s just accepting Satoru into her ass like it’s nothing.
He sheathes himself all the way inside, “Fuck,” he groans lowly, moving shallowly. Satoru can feel Suguru’s cock through the thin wall that separates them, as they both start to fuck her in tandem.
“Oh, you fucking love it, don’t you?” Satoru groans, as she screams in pleasure, gripping onto the couch with everything she has.
Suguru pulls her into another kiss, “Should see her fuckin’ face, S’toru-- she’s such a slut.”
Satoru listens, grabbing a rough handful of her hair to tug her backwards and kiss her himself, as the sounds of their sex fills the room with squelching noises, moaning, and panting coming from all three.
Satoru spits into her mouth, eyeing Suguru as he does so, and she knows what he wants, so she leans down and transfers it to Suguru with her tongue, sharing the taste of him between the two of them when she’s so close to cumming that she can hardly breathe.
The feeling of two cocks inside her is so overwhelming-- it’s too much, they’re fucking her too hard, too fast-- she’s creaming down Suguru’s cock, as Satoru touches her pussy, massaging her clit and gathering some of her cum before slipping his fingers into Suguru’s mouth.
He moans and sucks the digits clean, and he knows he’s going to cum soon from the way that this girl is shaking, panting, convulsing around him-- she’s seeing black spots from pleasure as her holes get filled so severely that she can’t think. Four hands grab her body in every place, pinching her nipples as she cums again-- multiple orgasms in a row, she’s squirting involuntarily, shaking as tears spill down her cheeks.
She can’t even tell whose hands are whose, just that they’re groping and grabbing her, leaving bruises on her hips and thighs, as both of them use her like the fuck-toy that she is, chasing their orgasms together with the feeling of their cocks so nearly rubbing against one another.
Satoru leans over her, biting her shoulders and neck as he and Suguru look at one another-- having a silent competition of who’s going to cum first.
“Yeah? You like that Suguru’s gonna cum so fucking hard in your pussy?” Satoru breathes against the girls earlobe, biting it, as he feels that Suguru’s cock twitches inside her at the husky sound of his voice.
“Ha-- Ah,” Suguru groans, “S’toru’s gonna fill your ass up so I can fuck your pussy with his cum when it spills out--”
Satoru’s eyes widen, and he can’t help the way that his cock aches and twitches inside her-- his body tenses and shakes as he thrusts all the way into her ass to the hilt, flooding her with hot cum as Suguru watches, moaning loudly and following right behind him.
Satoru’s hot cum is already spilling out, covering both their sexes as Suguru uses his cum as lube to piston his hips up into her harder, unable to control the way that he’s twitching and cumming inside her-- the head of his cock practically thrusting against Satoru’s as he fills her pussy with so much cum that it’s dripping onto his abdomen as he’s still thrusting inside her.
She finishes with him-- cumming like she’s having a seizure, convulsing and fluttering around the both of them, until she falls limp into Suguru’s arms, breathing heavily, panting and sighing against his tattooed chest.
“So, you’re not gonna tell anyone what you saw?” Satoru asks with a chuckle, tracing a line down her spine, and she shivers.
“No,” she murmurs, slurred against Suguru’s chest, “‘m not.”
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