BLACK くろ

His cock drills into your cunt, again and again, in and out, in and out. His tip kisses your cervix with each single slam of his hips, legs folded so your knees press against your boobs.

Kento has you in the meanest matting press, big hands pressing at the back of your full thighs surely leaving red or even purple marks.

"Don't see you laughing anymore, pretty. What happened?" And no, you're not laughing, fat tears stream down your flushed cheeks instead.

"Fuck- look at that mmmphf!" He groans, narrow eyes zeroing in how his girth is being sucked in by your cunt. A ring of cum, both his and yours, on the base of his dick, each time he bottoms out it sticks messily to your folds. It's so lewd, even your mound and his pubis are stained with it.

"Hah- gonna stuff this soft tummy full of my cum, hmm? Get my pretty wife pregnant. Isn't that what you wanted?"

It had all started earlier that afternoon, while he was at work. You had attempted to pull one of your little pranks on him, sending a picture of a fake positive pregnancy test. Little did you know that your husband had been having a sever case of baby fever and that had been his last straw.

He had felt joyful, completely thrilled for becoming a dad, or that was until you sent another message. Laughing it off, saying it was just a joke.

Well, he had a mission now. He was going to put a baby inside you, so next time that positive wouldn't be a little prank of yours, but a real one.

It's been two hours since he got home from work, two hours of him pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you and himself. And still his cock was hard and twitching inside you. Hitting that spot within that made you see sparks behind your eyelids, stretching you to full capacity.

"K-kentooooo..." You whine. Hot and fresh tears spilling from your eyes, rolling down your flushed cheeks until you can taste the salty flavor on your lips. "Can't- can't take it anymore-!"

"Hmm? But you're about to cum... Lying again?" And he is right, he can see it in how your toes are curling, feel it in how you grip his cock from the inside. He knows when his wife is about to orgasm.

And just to proof his point one of his hands uncurls from your ankle. Gold and cold wedding ring caressing your folds, right above where he's pounding you. He caresses from down to up a couple times, getting the alliance stained with your juices before replacing it by his thumb. He flickers your clit, slowly but with pressure. And when you mewl he laughs.

"See? She never lies." And he's referring to your pussy. "Come on, give it to me baby- ah! You can do it- can fucking do it my love!"

That's all it takes, his raspy moany voice cooing you to cum. How could you disobey? Of course the moment those words spill his mouth you're creaming his dick again. Shaking and whimpering so adorably, making his heart flutter. Oh, he can't wait to see you all plump and round with his child.

Kento is peppering you soaked face with butterfly kisses, on your nose, on your cheeks, on your eyelids. And of course on your glossy lips. His whole weight now pinning you down on the mattress.

"There you go, so good so so sooo good for me- my wife mmmphf-!" He's gonna cum too, his hips are getting more erratic, more sloppy, more feral. "Gonna cum, my love. Gonna put my baby in you, yes? Make you my beautiful pregnant wife- fuckfuck- you're gonna look so b-beautiful... I love you sooo much-" He's ranting, praises spilling through clenched teeth as if they were curses. In between small pecks here and there.

He cums right after, stilling his body as he buries his girth to the hilt. Rope after rope of hot seed right into your womb. And of course he doesn't pull out after no, he remains inside you. Not allowing one single drop going to waste.

You looked around, hands in your hips. Finally, you say to yourself. It’s been a whole afternoon of unpacking and decorating, but your new apartment is officially done. You just arrived to this new building yesterday, first time living alone, actually first time moving out of your parent’s house. 

The apartment was small, you didn’t really care and even if you did, that’s all you could afford at the moment. Looking at the bright side of it, it was quick to decor.

You wiped away a drop of sweat in your forehead, time for a shower. 

Trail of your clothes to the bathroom, you turned on the shower and choose the artist for today. Arctic Monkeys it is. You enter the shower as the music starts blasting. The fresh water cleaning and relaxing you. The feeling is amazing, this is what freedom tastes like?

You are so immersed in yourself, vibing to the music and enjoying the water running down your body, you don’t even realize there is someone knocking at your door until the slams get hard enough.

Fuck, you swear to yourself. Stepping out of the shower, you grab a towel and wrap it down your body. The knocking getting more and more insistent. You stop the song now playing and hurry to the door, still soaking. 

“Going! Damn…” And you open the door. 

Oh…

Tall, black haired, a scar on the corner of his lip. The too small for him shirt wraps his toned arms and chest, God you can even see his abs through it. His gray eyes looking at you, he’s obviously angry, but he still scans your barely covered body up and down. 

“Turn the damn music down.” His deep voice commands. 

“Why should I?” You raise a brow at him, annoyed that he is rudely scolding you for 10 minutes of some music. He ruined your well deserved relaxing shower. 

He clicks his tongue before talking again, he looks like he’s having a hard time trying to control his tone while speaking. It’s actually pretty intimidating, specially because he is built like a wardrobe. 

“Do you even know what time is it?” Before you answer back, he rises his hand slightly and stops you. “Late.” He states. 

His fingers comb his dark hair back, he looks tired. 

“Look, I live next door, I have a kid, and I’m trying to put him to sleep… So just stop being a brat and tone it down, alright?”

He almost sounds desperate. Your lips press together in an empathic and apologetic expression. 

“I’m sorry, didn’t know. It was just for my shower, so anyw…”

“Nice.” And he left to his still open door. Asshole, I should blast my music even louder now, you think to yourself.

You watch him walk and right before he closes the door to his apartment you see a little black haired kid rubbing his eyes. Well, maybe you behave for the little kid. 

A couple of days later, you are eating some Chinese food in your couch when you hear a knock on the door. You stop scrolling down on your Instagram, put the food down on the table and head to the door. 

When you open it, there’s no one… Until you look down. The little’s kid eyes wandering on the floor, you can see a slight blush on his cheeks. Squatting down to match his height, you tilt your head and give him a soft smile. 

“Hello there… Is something wrong?” He seems a little cautious when talking to you. 

“I can’t get inside the house… Dad is not here.”

“Well, do you know your dad’s number? I can call him.” The kid says no with his head. 

“Ummmm… Alright, you can wait with me until he arrives, I’ll leave him a note on the door. Is that okay?” He nods, he hasn’t looked you once in the eyes yet. 

He follows you into the apartment, you grab a post-it a quickly write there: “Your kid locked himself out of the house, he is with me. Atte: Your brat neighbor next door.” 

Once it’s hooked to their door, you come back to your own house. The black haired child is standing awkwardly in your living room. 

You sit in the couch and tap the place by your side. 

“Sit here, we can watch TV.” He climbs beside you. “So, what’s your name?”

“Megumi…” 

He’s so shy. 

“And where’s dad?” Megumi looks directly at you for the first time. 

“Working.”

“And you are alone?” A nod in response. “ Why were you out of the house?”

His cheeks blushing harshly, he looks away once again. He confesses anyway.

“There was a spider, the door closed.” 

You hold in a laugh. “It’s okay, I am scared of spiders too. Now, are you hungry?”

“No, thank you.” He declines politely. He is way more of a gentleman than his dad.

“You sure? I can order some pizza.” His eyes light up as he looks at you. “Pizza it is, then.”

Little by little, Megumi is loosening up a bit. He becomes more chatty while you eat pizza, he evens smile from time to time. You are getting done with dinner when knocks on the door interrupt you. Must be him.

You stand from the floor where you were with Megumi and walk to the door. The handsome man has the post-it in hand, his head peeks inside to check on the kid. 

“He’s safe and sound, don’t worry.” His eyes lock with yours. 

“Thank you…” He seems sincere.

“Wanna come in? He’s just finishing dinner.” His eyes widen while entering the apartment. 

“Dinner? You didn’t have to…”

“I ordered pizza for me and shared, no big deal” You lie. He side eyes you, probably suspecting that’s not true. 

He squats in front of Megumi. “How you doing kid? You’ve been good to the young lady, I suppose?”

Megumi nods, and shakes off the hand his dad places on his little head. Too focused on the TV. I laugh while sitting on the couch. 

“Have a seat, don’t need to rush him.”

He sits beside you, his legs spread and his elbows on each knee. Your breath gets stuck in your throat for a moment, in this distance you can smell his manly scent. His eyes gaze at you. 

“So, what’s your name, doll?” You answer. “Right, thank you again, y/n.”

You can tell by his deep voice how exhausted he is, so the next sentence you pronounce it carefully. 

“Does Megumi stay alone at home often?” He remains silent for a moment, looking at you. Seemed like he was trying to figure out whether you were judging his parenting or not. Finally, he sighed and brushed back his hair. 

“Nah, only when I work in the afternoons, not happens much… I usually work in the mornings and Megumi is at school.” His eyes looking down at his son, he’s finished with the pizza, but he is still enchanted with the movie on the TV.

You're playing with your own fingers in your lap, clearing your throat before speaking again.

“I could take care of him when that happens, I also work in the mornings.”

“Can’t pay for a babysitter.” He cuts you quickly.

“Wasn’t expecting to get paid. Megumi is a sweet kid, I wouldn’t mind taking care of him.”

The kid is sweet, but the dad is hot as hell.

His gray eyes light up slightly, he is looking so deep into you, you fear he could read your thoughts. He then looks at his son again.

“Hey Megu.” The kid turns his head to his dad with an annoyed grin. “Would you like to spend time here when dad’s not home?”

Megumi’s eyes look at you shortly. “Cool.” He simply answers, thumb up. 

You laugh, a bit flattered with the kid’s approval. Toji sighs and gets up from the couch. 

“Thank you doll. I’ll let you know beforehand each time.” The nickname giving you butterflies in your tummy. 

“Sure.”

Toji grabs Megumi and puts him over his shoulder, walking to the door. The kid whines and demands to keep watching TV.

“Megumi be polite with the pretty girl and thank her.” Megumi obeys his father and mumbles a little “thanks” to you with embarrassment. 

And like that, you became Megumi’s occasional babysitter. 

……

You were laying in Toji’s couch, scrolling through your socials waiting for the man to get home. You putted Megumi to bed a while ago now, since it was already late at night. 

You heard the keys on the lock and then the door opening. Toji’s lazy steps took a while to get into the living room. His eyes gazed at you as he took off his jacket. 

“Comfortable there doll?” Were his first words as his gaze scanned your laying body.

“Megumi is in bed already.” You reply, putting away your phone and looking at him. His black bangs falling on his forehead, gray tired eyes.

“I figured.” He sits on the couch beside your feet. 

“How’s work” You sit up on the couch. 

“Good, actually got some news for you. I’ve been promoted at work, so from now on, ill be able to pay for an actual babysitter. You don’t need to do this no more.” 

You clear your throat slightly before talking, don’t want him to notice the disappointment in your voice. 

“Aw, so this is my last time baby sitting Megu?” He nods. “Hope I can still come around to hang out with him sometime.”

“I’m sure he would love that.” Would you? The question gets stuck in your chest. 

“Well…” You say while getting up. “It’s been a pleasure-”

“Come sit on my lap.” He pats his thighs with his big hand. 

“Wait… What?” You’re actually not sure if he said those words or your brain is playing a trick on you. Either way, you go red in your cheeks.

“You’ve heard me, sit on my lap.” Alright, he said that. You stay still. “Know you want it, so don’t make me repeat myself again.” 

His voice sounds demanding and slightly annoyed. Even if you didn't want to, it would be hard to disobey him. Good for you that you wanted. 

With shaky legs, you sit astride on his lap, your hands finding his hard chest for balance. 

Now that you’ve obeyed him, his expression softens considerably. The scar on the corner of his mouth deforming into a mischievous smirk.

“There you go. Now don’t be so shy, I’ve seen how you look at me.” His big hand cups your face, his thumb gently rubbing your hot cheek. “Huh? Where did all your confidence go all of a sudden? Just wanna pay you back for taking care of my kiddo.”

The rough palm of his free hand teasing from your knee up your thigh, finding its way under your sporty shorts. Grabbing your ass cheek with no shame. Your legs tremble on top of him, your lips part as if to moan. 

Toji lets out a mean chuckle before lifting you from your lap and throwing you back on the couch, you gasp as your back touches de cushions. The man wastes no time as he towers you and slides both your shorts and panties off your legs in a smooth motion. 

“Oh? Toji!” Your voice coming out high-pitched. 

“You better keep it quiet, doll face.” He spreads wide open your shaky legs. “Don’t wanna wake up Megumi now, don’t ya?”

Next thing you feel is two of his thick long fingers forcing its way inside of you, stretching you open. “W-wait.” You plead, trying to keep your voice lower this time. 

“For what? You're already soaking wet, darling.” His palm smacks against your clit with each thrust, splashing your juices all over your belly and thighs. 

“Fuuuuck-” A whine leaving your lips as he slides in another finger. 

“Stop complaining, doin this for your own good.” He scissors and stretches you open, his thumb playing and rubbing in circular movements on your swollen button. With his other hand, he pulls your shirt over your bare breasts.

“Of course, not wearing bra, like the little whore you are.” He takes your nipple between his thumb and his index, pinching and pulling from it. You hiss, he’s too harsh. “You thought I was not gonna catch how your nipples always peek through your slutty clothes? Or maybe that’s exactly what ya wanted…” 

He spits in your unattended breast right before spreading his saliva around your boob with his tongue. Your back arches when he teases with his teeth. Your hand covering your mouth, muffling soft moans. 

Your hips start to roll back against his hand, a familiar tension building up in your stomach. By now, you already need to be biting on your fingers, so your pornographic sounds don’t get too loud. That’s when he pulls his thick, calloused fingers out from your pussy. 

“You’re only cumming on my dick.” He sentences. “Now take off that shirt, don’t want it covering your pretty tits.”

As you do so, he also takes off his shirt. Exposing his very much toned torso, tell me about pretty tits. His gaze checking out your naked and spread body as he pulls down his trousers and boxers to his knees. 

“Wait.” Your eyes widen.

You are no scared virgin, but you can’t deny the little sense of anxiety that settles in your chest when you see his size. Now you understand what he meant by that doing this for your own good comment.

“There’s no way that’s going to fit in.” Your voice coming out tremulous. His face turning into an almost cynical expression. 

“Bet it does.” Your legs spread wider by his hands. By this point, it’s not even necessary, he just wants to see your soaking cunt on display for him. “And you're gonna take it with no nagging, got it?”

He doesn't even wait for an answer, a nod, some sort of approval. No, he is already pushing his thick and long cock pass your folds. 

The sting of pain is immediate, making you shed some tears. 

“Fuck Toji! It hurts!” His hand going to your mouth like a slap, except he keeps it there. Covering right under your nose, muffling any sound and pinning your head to the couch. You can taste yourself in the skin of his palm.

“I thought I told you to be quiet.” Threatening and deep voice, it shouldn’t turn you on so much. 

Your eyes shut as he stretches you open and fills you up like you’ve never been before. He is looking down, watching how stuffed you are with his dick, a little bulge poking in your belly. 

He moves, sliding himself out until just his fat tip is in, only to thrust all of him back in. Over and over again. The hand on your mouth, already wet with your tears and drool. 

His jaw is clenched, growling in a predatory way. 

“Don’t be so dramatic doll, from the way your sensitive cunt is throbbing and sucking me in I can tell you like it.”

He sets a fast pace, and finally he stops muzzling you. He chuckles when he sees your expression, watching how he already turned you into a whimpering mess. 

Both his hands going to grip your waist, pushing your body down to meet his brutal ramming. He is gonna leave bruises there. It hurts, but it hurts so good.

“Nnnnnngh- so full-”  Your fingers are grabbing the cushions, holding in for dear life. 

“Fuck- I didn't think you were going to be so tight… Based on how slutty you look.” 

Drops of sweat running down his pectorals to his abs, his skin shiny, just like yours must look too. Your breasts bouncing up and down with the back and forth of his hips. 

Each time, being harder to swallow your own moans, as the pain fades away and the intense pleasure of being full replaces it. 

Toji is fucking you out of your senses, losing consciousness of where you are and, of course, of how loud you are being. 

He pulls out for a second, flipping you on your stomach, his hands pulling your hips up, making your knees bend. Ass up for him. “Bite the damn cushion, since you can’t be fucking quiet.”

At first, you don’t do it, but when he thrusts back in, his pelvis smacking your booty cheeks, you hurry to grab a cushion and stuff your mouth with it. 

You can hear him chuckle meanly behind you, hands massaging and spreading your ass as he keeps charging against you.

The plushie muffling your struggled cries. 

“That’s it… next time we fuckin at your place, gonna make you bounce on my dick and be as loud as you want, alright doll face? Wanna hear those sweet whimpers of yours.” You turn your face to look at him over your shoulder, nodding. You look so fucked up, a stray tear rolling down your blushed cheek. That view only fuels Toji’s lust, he goes harder and reaches deeper. 

One of his hands wrap around your hair and yanks you up, your back pressed against his board chest. His other hand goes to your neck, choking you slightly. Not enough to leave you breathless, but enough to keep your sounds at bay. 

Like this, he reaches too deep, hitting your cervix over and over again. You are getting closer, dangerously quickly. Your eyes roll back, and your hands search something to grip desperately, finding his forearms to dig your nails on. 

“Fuck, keep squeezing me like that and I won’t last long.” You weren’t even doing that on purpose, you weren’t doing anything voluntary right now. Your mind too far gone to have any type of control over your body. 

“Gonna cum inside, you are so sweet to my kid bet you would be a good mama huh? Want me to put a baby in you?” 

You definitely not wanted to be a mother right now, but those words hit something primal within you. You nodded, head falling back in his shoulder. 

“Yeah! Fill me up!” His grip in your throat and waist tighten after your words, the ramming so animalistic pushing you over the edge. 

Your eyes rolling back, toes curling, whole body spasming, mouth wide open letting go hoarse and struggled babbling. 

Toji cums right after, with some final sloppy thrusts. Filling your insides with his seed. 

“Fuck- taking me so good-”

He lets go of you after a moment, causing you to fall to your previous position, back arched and ass lifted, eyes shut while you pant. Toji watches in delight how the mix of his cum and your juices drool out of you. The view enough to make him hard again. 

“You alright there doll face?” His voice was hoarse and sounded out of breath. His hands wrapped around your waist to flip you around. He chuckled at your fucked out expression. 

You bat your wet eyelashes at him, finally coming back to reality, a little nod to his question. 

“Good. Now, how many times you’ve taken care of Megumi?”

You tilt your head, confused by the sudden question and still gasping for air. 

“Like five?” 

With a nod, he crawled back in the couch, lowering in between your thighs. His tongue sticking out and lapping at your sensitive cunt. Recollecting the mix of both your cums. You squirm and hiss, overstimulated.

Eddie never really noticed the hot popular girls at Hawkings High School, he didn't dislike them though, they just didn't catch his attention. Not until you arrived. The first time he saw you was on the hallway, when you bumped into him and you smiled with a cute little shy smile while apologizing. His words got stuck in his throat, not being able to mumble a simple "it's okay" or "don't worry", you were simply stunning. So you just walked away following Chrissy's pace.

For the next couple of months he watched you become friends with the cheerleader team and hang out in the populars' table. You didn't fit in there, he usually thought. Not just because of your appearance, all the other girls were skinny and the boys were fit, which usually made them fatphobic, meanwhile you were not like that... Round tummy, full thighs and big soft attributes, god he couldn't look at your beautiful body for too long without feeling a little bit dizzy.

But the main reason you didn't fit in there was because of how kind you were, sharing sweet words and smiles to everybody, just like the one you gave to him the first day. Laughing out loud in the cafeteria, half walking half jumping in your always pinky clothes. He'd heard comments about your outfits, how dared you to wear such tight and short clothes with your body, but you wore them proudly and he was thankful and blessed for it. 

You were totally a bimbo and he was such a sucker for it. He spent those months cursing that he missed the chance to talk to you, specially when you started to date one of the basketball boys. Every day he wished that it was him kissing your pretty smile and doing more than that at nights. He had lost the count of how many times he felt asleep after jerking off thinking about you.

So when you showed up to one of his band sessions on the bar wearing a pink plaid skirt, almost short enough to see your underwear, and a nearly see-through silk crop top, he told himself that he couldn't miss the opportunity to talk to you. Even if you were accompanied by your stupid boyfriend, he just wanted to get one of your smiles.

Eddie still doesn't know how he didn't mess up his performance, because his attention was fully on you, and it seemed like yours was also on him, making eye contact from time to time and blushing when he gave you a quick wink.

When the concert was over he rushed to leave his guitar somewhere safe, but when he finally headed back to the bar you were nowhere to be found. He did some smalltalk with his band mates and his D&D club friends before going to the rear exit to smoke a cig and curse his existence again for losing another chance to speak to you.

He was lighting his cigarette when he heard heated voices coming from behind the trash cubes. Next thing, your boyfriend passed by giving him a dirty look. When he was out of sight Eddie walked in the other direction founding you sitting on the floor, knees up to your chest and hiding your face with your hands. He bit the bullet and approached you slowly, standing right in front of you.

"Hey, are you okay?" You looked up to him, tears falling from your puffy eyes and red nose, sniffing. And there it was, a forced but still beautiful smile.

"Oh hi, yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it"

He squatted down to match your height and captured one of your tears rolling down your cheek with his thumb. He didn't remove his hand from your face.

"Why are you crying then?" Your eyes went down, your trembling chin saying that you were about to cry again. "Did that jerk do anything to you?"

Rage invaded Eddie's body, he just needed your confirmation to chase that asshole and beat the shit out of him.

"No, no... He just dumped me"

"Dumped you?!" The shock became evident in his voice, he cleared his throat and the next words sounded softer this time. "Why would anyone do that?"

"Cause apparently it was nice to have a girlfriend with big boobies at first, but now he wanted me to do a diet" You quoted him while rolling your eyes. "I refused and he said he couldn't be seen with a fatty anymore and left" Eddie's knuckles became white from the force of his grip in his own thigh.

You had to be kidding, there was no way in hell that someone with the privilege of having your perfect body all for themselves would want to change it. You were worthy of being adored not to be dumped in the back street of a dirty club.

"It's not like Jack was the love of me life..." You continued. "I just feel extremely used and humiliated".

"I'm sorry he hurt you like this, that self centered pig. He cares so much about looks but I'm sure he has a short dick that can't satisfy a girl for good. Doesn't he?". A little laugh left your mouth.

"Well, it's not like I've had any more experiences to compare him with." He didn't know what to be more shocked about, the fact that he had the nerve to dump you after seeing you naked or the fact that you lost your v card to that asshole. "I'm sorry I'm talking too much".

"Now that's a reason to cry about" he joked, this time your laugh seemed sincere. And that was an angelical sound. "Here" he offered his hand, you took it and got up with his help.

"I'm Eddie, by the way." He shook your arm with enthusiasm making it wiggle up and down. It was so cute how he was trying to cheer you up.

"I know, I'm y/n" You knew?

"I know too" When he let go he almost caressed your hand, sending you shivers down your spine.

"So y/n, is there something I can do to make you feel good?" Your blush gave away that you caught his dark intentions under the innocent question. So cute. "Maybe get you something to drink, a cigarette, take you home... Or perhaps something else." He licked his underlip and smirked after that last sentence watching your suffocated expression.

"Something else?" His eyes following your figure up and down.

"Yes sweetheart"

"Something like what?" He took one step closer, the smell of his cologne distracting you from reality.

"What about help you to compare him?" You gulped nervously. Another step closer. "Show you what you've been missing"

You were now trapped against the brick wall and Eddie's chest. Your lips parted breathing heavily. He was being so flirty and you wanted to flirt back but you were not able to form a coherent sentence.

"Would you like that?" That was an easy question to answer.

"Please" And his hands were cupping your face, kissing you hungrily. Yours holded his shoulders trying to find some balance. The kiss was intense, no one ever kissed you with such a passion, tongue slipping inside your mouth. His hands started to move down your body caressing every curve he dreamed so much about, until he arrived to your ass. He grabbed it  with care and gave it a soft slap. You moaned surprised.

Eddie stopped the kiss to look at you with dark lustful eyes. "You're so fucking pretty, did you know that?" You didn't answer, he didn't looked like he wanted an answer. "Wanna take this to my house baby?" Fuck yeah.

You nodded euphesively. He smiled to you matching your excited energy.

"Alright lemme just grab my things real quick. Come with me." Eddie grabbed your hand and made you follow him inside again.

That felt unreal to him, grabbing your hand in public after making out and getting to see everybody's shooked reaction to both of you together.  His few friends looked like they wanted to talk to him but he couldn't care less in that exact moment. He did not stop walking until he arrived backstage and got his guitar on his shoulder.

"Now we're ready to go, or do you want to stay and drink something sweetheart?" You shake you head no.

"Just take me home Eddie" Another smirk deformed his caring expression, hand grabbing your chin and kissing you again. Much sweeter this time.

"As the damsel commands" his arm extended in front of you doing a reverence. You giggled and walked passed him, heading the exit.

Eddie couldn't help but stare at you butt as walked, giggling side to side on that litte skirt. Oh he was anxious to take it off, or fuck you in it, or both.

He helped you to get in his tall van and after leaving his guitar on the trunk he started driving. 

His hand went down to your exposed thigh and squished it gently. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I am"

"Good cause I don't want you to think that I'm trying to take advantage of you while you're sad or something. Look I've been crushing on you this whole curse and if I had another chance to talk to you I would, trust me. Even if you had a boyfriend."

"I've been crushing on you too" Your words came like a whisper so when he stuttered a "What?" you were not sure if he didn't heard you at all or if he just wanted a confirmation.

"I've been thinking about you, while I was with him" All this time you didn't stop looking front, too intimidated to look at Eddie directly. His hand on your thigh turned your face to his and again those dark brown lustful eyes.

"You thought about me while he fucked you?" You gulped.

"Yes" His focus went back to the road, he stopped touching you gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"You're making it so easy for me to pull over and fuck you here and now." Oh well.

"Then do." His laugh flooded the vehicle.

"You deserve more than a quickie in an ugly van sweetheart" Actually that idea turned you on like crazy buy the expectation of what to come were stronger.

As soon as you parked Eddie got out of the car and rushed to open your door, unbuckled the seat car for you and picked you up like a bride pulling a scream from your throat.

"Eddie I'm too heavy for this."

"You telling me the super athletic Jack from the basketball team wasn't able to pick you up? Disgraceful!" You laughed and enjoyed the ride to the house entry in Eddie's arms.

He left your feet back on the floor to open the front door, he passed first and you followed him taking a quick look to his house. He took your hand and drag you to his room. Everything on it screamed Eddie. Black and red were the most prominent colors, some metal bands poster decoring the walls a pile of books and CDs next to his bed.

Eddie adored the way your cute face and fancy clothes contrasted with his dark room, the way you looked so corruptible right now.

"Welcome to my cave" He sat on the edge of the bed, palms resting on the mattress and legs partly open. His thighs were actually thicker than you thought, not more than yours tho.

"Nice cave" You locked eyes with him, he was staring deeply at you with an almost evil grin. He looked like a predator about to hunt his prey. And you were obviously that prey.

"Come here baby" He tapped his lap. You did as you were told, legs open on each side of his body. His hands went automatically to your thighs, caressing their way up lifting your skirt in the process. He also started to kiss you again, wet and intense. His fingers kept caressing and gripping your soft flesh but not going any further; teasing you, torturing you.

You bucked your hips towards his, in response he stopped the kiss and looked at you with an entertained expression.

"Easy sweetheart, we have plenty of time."

"At least take off your shirt" And he did still with a smile on his face exposing all his tattoos. Your index finger immediately started to follow the lines of the drawings on his chest. "You like them?"

" I do, they're hot." That smirk again.

"You're hot." You were sitting on top of him but he still made you blush. "Now it's my turn"

He started to unbotton your top, as soon as it was on the floor he muttered a "Fuck" under his breath. Your nipples were already hard but you felt them get even harder when he filled his hands with your boobs.

"I knew this would look good but Jesus I'm gonna dream about your tits on my hands"

The boy buried his head on your neck, starting to trail wet little pecks from behind your ear to your chest.

You were trying your best not to moan yet but his bulge pressed against your aching core was not helping at all.

His hands let go of your tits and went down again to your ass, your fingers tangled in his hair when you felt the wetness of his tongue licking one of your nipples.

Your head fell backwards and in despair of some release your hips bucked against his. You heard a deep groan come from Eddie.

"You're so impatient" He said as he rised his face to look at you, but he did not stop your movements, in fact he encouraged you with his hands still on your ass with a tight grip. It felt so good but your body was demanding of more.

"Eddie please..."

He kissed you with firece swallowing your gasps, tongue sliding in your mouth making you drip saliva. It was so nasty, so wild. And yet you've never been so turned on just with a make out session. You've never felt so desired and have never desired like this. Cause not only your mouth was dripping, the wetness in your panties had to be staining Eddie's jeans.

A loud moan made the kiss stop when you felt a painful but still pleasurable slap in your ass cheek.

"Prettiest sound I have ever heard" Your face went pink at the compliment.

Eddie not just helped you buck your own hips but he also started to grin his, making the meeting of your bodies more and more intense. The fabric of his jean pressuring exactly where you needed it. Little whimpers falling from your lips as a knot in your tummy started to undo.

"Eddie I'm gonna-"

"Let it go sweetheart" So you did. Your senses going numb. Hands holding onto Eddie's t-shirt, trembling legs and parted lips letting go a lewd groan.

You came back to your senses feeling how Eddie caressed your naked back with the tip of his fingers.

"Now you're gonna be good for me and go to your knees, right princess?" How could you possibly say no to that. So you nodded actually excited to please him and accommodated between his legs.

"Attagirl", the cold of his rings made you stream when he cupped your face. You knew what was to come so you made yourself comfortable on your knees as he unbelted his jeans already gotten up from the bed.

His pants dropped along with his boxers, wasting no time you grabbed the base of his cock and stroked it up and down slowly. 

He grabbed you hair in a ponytail and encouraged you to take him already. Your tongue licked his tip before slipping it in your mouth. A hiss came out of Eddie's lips. Your head bobbed up and down taking as much of him as you could, wrapping your hand in the missing part.

Groans coming from his throat as you increased the speed in your movements. You were just starting but lord he could have cum just by the sight of you in your knees, big eyes looking at him. How many times he had thought about this late at night and now he actually had you on his room all to himself.

Fuck. All the things he wanted to do to you. The impatience, and also the fact that he was embarrassingly close, made him pull from your hair and stop you.

You looked at him confused, with red puffy lips and saliva hanging from them. Eddie smiled and kissed you sweetly. "Would you strip for me?" His raspy voice made you thrill, and even tho you were more than wet and excited you couldn't help but get nervous.

You only had one piece of clothing left to be naked, your high waisted pink skirt. You knew you looked smaller in those, so when you take it off Eddie will see your real body. You didn't want your self esteem destroyed again today.

But he was looking at you with so much lust and kindness at the same time, it made you trust him. So you unzipped it with shaking hands and then you got up letting it slide down your body.

His eyes scanned you slowly and with no shame. "Baby you're a dream." He stood up from the bed just to make you sit on it, again he approached your ear to whisper on it. "Lay down. I wanna taste you."

When you obeyed, head on the pillow, he took off his clothes and crawled on top of you stopping on your tummy. He kissed it, from there going down to your inner thighs. Your legs ended up on his shoulders, his hands gripping the flesh on your hips and sucking hard on your flesh, next thing you saw was his face burying between you.

His tongue was warm pressing against your already sensitive core, curling in your clit making you moan and grab his hair. As much as you were trying not to close your legs you knew your thighs must be crushing him a little bit , but he was eating you out like a starving man anyways. Little did you know how happy was Eddie to choke between your thighs.

Your toes curled as you felt your second orgasm explode in your belly. Your mouth full of cries calling for Eddie. His eyes looked up to you when your back arched, and that must be the hottest thing he have ever seen.

His hands caressed their way up to your head from your hips. When you opened your eyes Eddie's face was the first thing you saw.

"You okay sweet cheeks?" You nodded trying to get your breath back. "Very much, thank you." He laughed while he accommodated himself between your legs, you made room for him. His hands ghosting around your waist, yours went to his face and brushed a strand of his long curly hair.

Eddie pecked all over your face before kissing your lips softly. "You think you can take one more or should we stop?" There was absolutely no way you wanted to stop, ever.

"Oh please Eddie just fuck me already." His brow raised and something changed on his look, it was darker and sharper. Almost like he was pissed.

"Don't be bratty princess." Next words came out of you like an instinct. "Or else?"

"You're so gonna regret that"  He rolled your hips making you end up facing the mattress, Eddie behind you. Took the pillow under your face to place it under your tummy and make your ass lift.

You were wet and turned on, so fucking wet and turned on that his dick slipped smoothly inside you. Nothing but gasps came out of your mouth.

He didn't even let you adjust to him that he was already slamming against you in a cruel fast speed. The bit of pain mixing up  with the pleasure making it only better. You tried to incorporate a bit to at least be able to look at him, but his hand pressed your face against the bed, keeping you there. And then you felt it, first the smack, then the sound and lately the burning feeling on the cheek of your ass. His fingers had to be printed there now. A cry of pain and joy came out from your insides. Well you were discovering a masochist part of yourself today.

"Take it." He ordered under his breath. His hips bucking yours with no control nor care. Your back arched like a cat, fingers holding on tight to the sheets, Eddie whipping your cheeks mercyless while holding you down, the wet dirty sounds of your collision. Fuck, everything was so good. Your moans started to sound more high pitched and your pussy to tighten around him.

"Gonna cum baby?" He sounded feral.

"Yes." You confessed. Cause you were dangerously close again, for third time in less than an hour but you were having too much fun to be ashamed.

But Eddie stopped. Everything. His hand on your face gone so you looked up to him for the first time since you started to fuck.

"Why?" His face deformed in an evil grin. "Brats don't get to cum, maybe next time think twice before you give me the attitude pretty girl."

You almost pouted, so that's how you were gonna regret it. You turned your body to him, ready to complain but again he pushed you down, this time grabbing your wrist above your head. His free hand went to your face and squished it with a strong grip.

"Now Imma continue to fuck you, and you're gonna tell me when you're close. Understood?" You nodded, now you knew better.

"That's better." And he let go of you, both face and wrist. Just so he could push your knees up to your chest and slide inside of you once again. His pace being much slower this time, like he was taking his time to feel you, filling you completely.

You could feel him so deep inside you in that new position, his pelvis bumping against your core. You were so exposed and vulnerable to him right now, and you loved it. His lunges becoming harder and violent but not faster, you whined in need of more.

"You're desperate for my cock. Aren't you?" His left hand grabbed you by the neck, his rings scratching your thin skin. The thumb of his right rubbing your clit.

"Remember to warn me baby."

And he increased the pace. He was filling your senses again with all his actions. You felt overstimulated already from your previous orgasms, so sensible. And the possessiveness and rudeness of his hand around your neck were  really doing something in your head.

Not even five minutes later you felt your walls clenching around him. You were close.

"E-ddie" Your throat starting to feel sore from the moaning and whining.

"You close?"

"Yes" And it stopped again but this time he kept himself inside of you.

Eddie could see the disappointment and frustration in your expression, a pretty cry left your mouth. And it was obvious you were suppressing some complains. Adorable. He stood there, looking at you. Your chest going up and down, calming yourself. When he thought it was enough he started to work his fingers on you again. Still inside you, just abusing your very sensitive and swollen clit.

This time you reached your high even faster, you knew you were not able to handle another denial of your release.

"Eddie please" His jaw clenched, dark eyes, so fucking handsome and looking so mean. He was enjoying your suffering.

"If you want your reward be a good girl and apologize."

"Apologize?" He almost laughed.

"Fucking you so dumb you don't even know what you did wrong?" 

But he did not stop, he continued to masturbate you until your pussy started to throb.

"Don't you dare coming, I can feel it too." So it was not over. That's when you felt your eyes watering, you were about to cry. You felt humiliated, exposed, confused and frustrated. But at the same time you had never felt better than now.

"I'm sorry" Of course that was not enough.

"For what?"

You were so close, so so close. And you didn't want to disobey Eddie, you wanted to be a good girl for him.

"For teasing you. I'm sorry for being a brat." Words sounding almost like screams.

Eddie smiled, pleased with your answer and moved his hips against yours.

"That's it baby, now you can come for me."

And it came like an explosion. Arching back, trembling legs, numb senses. You never had an orgasm like this before, not even touching yourself and of course not with Jack. Eddie really showed you what you were missing.

Eddie did not last much with the overwhelming feeling of your tight inside clenching around him when you came. And the picture of you grabbing his sheets, back curved pronouncing your breasts, opened mouth gasping for air, that picture would hunt him forever.

He broke away just in time to cum in your beautiful tummy. He threw himself on the bed by your side.

"Can I get a kiss?" Your voice sounded rasp and weak while asking. Eddie's expression was already soft while looking at you, eyes fulls of adoration.

"How I'm gonna say no to that face?"

He leaned and gave you a tender kiss. First on your lips and then on each of your eyelids.

"Well you did a lot just before."

"How are you feeling about that?" The same hand that was marking your ass a minutes before was now stroking your hair.

"I didn't know I was into that." 

"You did so well sweetheart. I'm sorry if I was too rough but you make me feral." And even tho his cum was still all over you, you managed to blush at his words.  "Now let's get you cleaned up shall we?" His index pointed at the mess on your body. You nodded with a giggle and he escorted you to the bathroom to have a shower. 

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"Wow babes, you and Jack really had fun yesterday night." Chrissy jostled you softly when she sat right next to you in the cafeteria. Jack sitting a couple of seats to your right raised his head when he heard his name being mentioned, actually everyone in the table started to pay attention to you. 

All the marks in your tighs, ass and neck did not stop you that morning to dress yourself like you usually did, not minding in hiding the hickies. 

"Oh no, he broke up with me yesterday actually." Jason gave you a nasty look.

"Then who did that to you?" A wet sloppy kiss was given to your cheek.

"I did" Eddie's voice send chills down your spine. Jack face had an horror expression to say the least, all of them looked shock actually. "Let's go princess." 

Dios, habías estado esperando por esa fiesta como loca. El entrenamiento, las malditas misiones y todas las presentaciones te estaban chupando la vida, ser una avanger parecía muchísimo más glamuroso desde fuera. No es que lo odiases, si volvieses atrás en el tiempo al día que Tony te invitó a formar parte del equipo sabiendo todo lo que sabías ahora volverías a decir que sí, tan solo necesitabas acostumbrarte.  Y aquella noche iba a ser como una pequeña recompensa por tus esfuerzos, podrías divertirte con el resto del equipo y quizás, si tenías suerte, encontrar alguien con quien divertirte de verdad. Llevabas demasiado sin ese tipo de acción, demasiado concentrada en darlo todo por salvar la Tierra al parecer.

Miraste por última vez tu reflejo en el espejo del ascensor antes de que las puertas se abriesen, un pequeño vestido negro de satén abrazaba perfectamente a tu cuerpo. Comprobando que el pintalabios rojo estaba en su lugar caminaste dentro de la fiesta. Música rebotando en tus oídos llegando a lo más profundo de tu pecho, habías tardado en arreglarte así que el lugar ya estaba bastante abarrotado. Te dirigiste a la barra y pediste una copa de vino blanco, sentada en uno de los altos taburetes con la copa en mano miraste por encima de las cabezas esperando encontrar alguna cara conocida, fue entonces cuando sentiste una mano en tu cintura. Tony estaba apoyado a la barra vestido de traje y llevando unas gafas negras, se bajó estas hasta la punta de la nariz y exageró una repasada por tu figura.

- Te ves bien nena.- Reíste ante su dramatismo.- Acabas de llegar pero ya tienes una bebida en la mano huh, parece que alguien va fuerte esta noche.

- Más vale que se preparen todos tus invitados Stark.- Le seguiste la broma.

Tony te guío entre la multitud hasta un chill out cerca de la terraza, allí estaban todos los demás. Tomaste asiento junto a Natasha que te abrió los brazos para saludarte y cumplimentó tu vestido. Repasaste y saludaste a todos tus compañeros hasta recaer en el acompañante de Thor, su cara se te hacía familiar.

- Oh, y/n, este es mi hermano Loki.- Ahora sabías de que te sonaba, habían hablado del causante del ataque de Nueva York en multitud de ocasiones, hasta donde tu conocimiento llegaba ya no era un sujeto peligroso, como mínimo no tanto como cuando sucedió el ataque. Por fin le conocías, su rostro era mucho más atractivo que en los documentos que habías visto. Loki escaneó tu cuerpo con paciencia y sonrío al llegar a tus ojos.

- Un placer, y/n.- Ladeaste la cabeza.

- Igualmente, Loki.- Su nombre vibro en tus labios.- Bueno panda de vejestorios, ¿vosotros como os divertís?

- ¡Hey!- Exclamó Rogers haciéndose el ofendido.

- Vamos Steve tu justamente eres el más viejo de todos.- Burton hizo reír a todos.- ¿Que propones y/n?

Agarraste tu barbilla pensativa.

- ¿Conocéis el juego del yo nunca nunca?- Negaron con la cabeza.- Ay dios mío, realmente sois unos vejestorios. Bien, es muy fácil, solamente tenemos que decir una cosa que jamás hayamos echo y los que si lo hayan echo tienen que dar un trago a su bebida. Por ejemplo... Yo nunca nunca he salido con alguien menor que yo, ahora los que si lo hayáis echo tenéis que beber.

Tony, Burton, Thor y Strange dieron un trago. Aquello iba a ser interesante.

- Bien, me toca.- Natasha a tu lado se incorporó.- Yo nunca he llorado por amor.

Esta vez casi todo el mundo incluida tu misma disteis un sorbo a la copa, excepto  Loki y Bucky. El siguiente en lanzar la frase fue Strange.

- Yo nunca nunca he probado drogas a parte del alcohol. - Todos soltaron ir una exclamación cuando tú y Sam distéis un sorbo.

- En mi defensa diré que pensaba que era un cigarro normal...- Sam se excusó, los ojos se posaron en ti.

- Yo no tengo defensa.- Reíste.

Tony fue el siguiente, tenía una sonrisa malévola que nada bueno podría traer.

- Yo nunca nunca  he mantenido relaciones sexuales.

- Se supone que debes decir algo que no hayas echo Stark, ¿eres virgen?- Steve se rebotó.

- Oh vamos solo bebed.- Aquella vez todos bebieron. La pregunta de Tony había cambiado el curso del juego, desde entonces no hubo una sola pregunta que no fuese de sexo; "yo nunca he estado con alguien del mismo género", "yo nunca me he acostado con alguien que conocí esa misma noche", "yo nunca lo he echo en un lugar público"... Durante estas tú bebiste en todas, vaciando hasta dos copas. Pero no fuiste la única, Loki también lo hizo, entrelazando sus ojos con los tuyos mientras daba los tragos. Un cosquilleo recorriendo tu columna vertebral imaginándote al Dios en esas situaciones, pero de igual manera sabías que él lo estaba haciendo contigo.

- Yo nunca, nunca...- Empezó Thor.- He echo un trío.

Aún conectando tus ojos con los de Loki seguiste su copa hasta sus labios. No bebiste, pero escuchaste como algunos exclamaban. Tu mirada se desvió a la otra persona que estaba bebiendo, la que había sorprendido a todos. Bucky. De un trago finalizó su vaso y lo posó en la mesa, seguiste mirándolo mientras los demás retomaban el juego, sus ojos encontraron los tuyos y te dedicó una sonrisa torcida y perversa. Apartaste la mirada dirigiéndola de nuevo a Loki, quien seguía pendiente de ti. Un calor que nada tenía que ver con el alcohol que habías tomado se apoderó de ti. Abrumada por los ojos de ambos hombres puestos en ti acabaste lo poco que quedaba de tu copa para lubricar tu garganta y te levantaste con piernas temblorosas.

Excusándote hiciste tu camino hasta el balcón mas solitario que encontraste, de tu bolso sacaste un paquete de tabaco y de este un cigarro que pusiste entre tus labios. Nada más encenderlo diste una larga calada disfrutando de la sensación y la brisa nocturna de verano, expulsaste el humo encarando el interior de la fiesta. Tus compañeros seguían en círculo, hablando y bebiendo, pero tus ojos no podían encontrar a los dos hombres de tu interés donde los habías dejado. Frenéticamente los buscaste entre la gente, por fin los visualizaste apoyados en una de las paredes y hablando entre ellos. Como había ocurrido minutos atrás sus ojos se posaron en ti, diste otra calada sin apartar la vista, podías sentir como la diversión estaba a punto de empezar.

Otra calada más seguida de una sonrisa pícara, dejaste a los hombres deleitarse de tu figura apoyada en la barandilla mientras acababas tu cigarro, cuando lo pisaste contra el suelo con tu tacón les dedicaste otra sonrisa. Entraste al edificio directa en su dirección, manteniendo a ralla tus nervios, sin apartar tus ojos de ambos pasaste justo por su lado frenando unos pasos por delante de ellos. Giraste tu rostro asegurándote de que seguían viéndote y anduviste de nuevo a sabiendas de que te seguirían. Caminaste con Bucky y Loki detrás hacía la zona de los dormitorios, tus tacones repicando haciendo eco cuando las voces y la música de la fiesta en la planta baja se apaciguaron. No paraste hasta entrar en tu dormitorio, dejando la puerta abierta para ellos y sentándote de piernas cruzadas en el filo de la cama. El primero en entrar fue Loki, deslazando su corbata con dedos largos, le siguió Bucky que cerró la puerta detrás de si.

Estabas a solas en tu habitación con dos hombres muy dispuestos a follarte. Dos increíbles hombres que tenían poco de humanos pero eran más atractivos que cualquiera de ellos. Te acorralaron, ambos de pie delante tuyo. Bucky con brazos cruzados en el pecho, fue entonces cuando caíste en su brazo metálico, se te hizo agua la boca ante las posibilidades. Loki por su parte llevó una de sus manos a tu pelo y de un tirón alzó tu cabeza para verles.

- Muy decisa para no haber echo esto en tu vida ¿verdad querida?- Sorprendida por su agarre en tu cabello no contestaste.

- Buena iniciativa muñeca. Pero aquí nosotros tenemos el control, ¿está claro?- Esta vez fue Bucky quién habló. Asentiste deleitada con su tono dominante. Loki tiró de tu pelo para ponerte en pie y antes de poder si quiera quejarte sus labios estaban sobre los tuyos ferozmente. Su lengua profanando tu boca sin darte tregua, aún cuando sentías que no podías respirar lo tomaste todo. Notaste como Bucky levantaba la tela de tu vestido hasta tu cintura, exponiendo tu culo solo cubierto por un fino tanga negro. Sus palmas cubrieron tus nalgas y las estrujaron con fuerza.

- Bonito culo tienes niña, creo que voy a marcarlo.- Y tras anunciarlo el primer azote cayó sobre tu piel haciéndote saltar y jadear bajo la boca de Loki, este agarró tu mandíbula separándote un momento.

- Tómalo.- Amenazó y volvió a ocupar tu boca, tragándose los gemidos cada vez que Bucky golpeaba alguna de tus nalgas.

Tus manos agarrándose a la camisa de Loki, derramando saliva por las comisuras de tu boca, Bucky apretando su erección contra tu culo, tu muslos apretados y estremeciéndose de deseo. Loki se separó de golpe con una sonrisa maliciosa.

- De rodillas querida.- Recuperándote aún de la situación anterior te quedaste parada ante sus palabras. El frío metal de una de las manos de Bucky en tu hombro te trajo de vuelta, él te impulsó hacia bajo y caíste de rodillas. Loki volvió a posar su mano en tu cabeza pero esta vez mucho más amable, acariciando tu nuca. Sabías perfectamente que debías hacer. Con dedos temblorosos desabrochaste su cinturón y pantalón bajándolo junto a los boxers hasta los  muslos. Su miembro se mostró duro y grande ante tus ojos, lo agarraste de la base y lamiste tus labios antes de introducirlo en tu boca. Empezaste a bombear tu cabeza chupando la mitad de su miembro mientras acompañabas con la mano la otra mitad, escuchabas al Dios sisear debajo de ti.

- Vamos pequeña seguro que puedes con todo.- Su mano aún en tu cabeza te impulsó hacia delante, deslizando su largo miembro hondo en tu garganta. Cerraste los ojos con fuerza mientras una lágrima rodaba por tu mejilla. Cuando tu nariz chocó con su pubis gruñó de placer, te aguantó asfixiándote unos segundos y estiró tu cabeza hacia atrás. Soltaste su punta con un ligero sonido de "pop".- Buena chica.

En tu campo de visión apareció Bucky, un bulto más que llamativo en sus pantalones. Se inclinó hacia ti y agarrándote las mejillas con su brazo metálico te besó intensamente, maltratando tu labio inferior con sus dientes, sin separar su boca de la tuya te impulsó hacía arriba haciéndote sentar de nuevo en el filo de la cama. Se separó entonces.

- Manos atrás.- Escondiste tus manos detrás de tu espalda.- Y ni se te ocurra moverlas muñeca.

Asentiste lentamente. Observaste como él mismo se desprendía de la ropa y dejaba al descubierto su miembro viril. Sabiendo cuál era el siguiente paso y ganando algo de confianza estiraste tu lengua fuera mirándole directamente a los ojos. Tu acción le sacó una sonrisa de lado.

- Mírate. No eres mas que una puta desesperada por chupármela, ¿verdad?- No contestaste porque presionó su punta contra tu lengua, dando varios golpes antes de deslizarse dentro. Ambas de sus manos se posaron detrás de tu cabeza dejándotela  inmóvil mientras usaba tu boca, bombeando sus caderas hacia delante y hacia atrás sin darte tregua. Soltaste una exclamación cuando tus piernas fueron abiertas de un golpe. Entre ellas estaba Loki de rodillas, sus dedos acariciaron por encima de tu ropa interior, te estremeciste de pies a cabeza.

- Joder, está chorreando.-Sus dígitos ejercieron presión en tu centro, agarró el borde de tu pequeño tanga y con fuerza lo desgarró dejándote expuesta ante él. Manteniendo tus piernas abiertas por las rodillas enterró su cara entre tus muslos, capturando una gran parte de carne con su boca y lengua. Ahogaste un largo gemido en el pene de Bucky cuando su lengua encontró tu clítoris. Loki empezó a devorarte deliciosamente, sin pudor ni control alguno, su lengua circulando allí donde más lo necesitabas, arrancándote ruidos de placer opacados por el vaivén de cadera del soldado ocupando tu boca. Luchaste contra el impulso de llevar tus manos al largo cabello del Dios, Bucky se percató.

- Eso es, mantenlas atrás, buena chica.- Encontraste sus ojos, te miraban salvajemente, su mano metálica agarrando tu cabello e impulsando tu cabeza contra su pelvis. Con su otra mano acarició tu mejilla llevándose una lágrima por el camino.- Dios, lo estás haciendo tan bien.

Los alientos de Bucky y la incansable lengua de Loki entre tus piernas empezaron a llevarte muy alto, una presión en tu bajo vientre incrementando junto a tus gemidos.  Tus muslos empezaron a ejercer presión por cerrarse y tu vientre a contraerse. No pudiste sostenerlo más cuando dos de los dedos de Loki empezaron a bombearte agresivamente, llevándote a tu orgasmo.

Bucky desocupó tu boca para dejarte gritar, los espasmos de tu cuerpo lanzándote hacia atrás en la cama atrapando tus brazos tras tu espalda. Montaste la lengua de Loki hasta el final del clímax atrapándole entre tus piernas hasta que finalmente se relajaron. Los sentiste incorporarse mientras bajabas de tu clímax.  Cuando abriste tus ojos los dos hombres estaban desabrochando su camisa, no perdiste el tiempo en incorporarte y acabar de desnudarte sacando el vestido por tu cabeza.  Admiraste sus cuerpos igual que ellos lo hicieron con el tuyo mientras deslizaban sus pantalones fuera de sus piernas.

Loki te ofreció su mano, algo confundida la tomaste y te levantaste, quedando de cara a él. Bucky por su parte se posicionó detrás tuyo y te agarró por la cintura. Notaste su erección húmeda contra tu culo, su pecho pegado a tu espalda y su aliento chocando contra tu oreja.

- ¿Tienes lubricante muñeca?- Susurró.

- En el cajón al lado de la cama... Pero no creo que sea necesario.- Bucky poco caso te hizo, pues seguidamente se dirigió a donde habías indicado y sacó el pote de lubricante.

- Si, si quieres tomarnos a los dos.- Esta vez fue Loki quién habló aún sujetando tu mano con la suya. Se acercó a ti a la vez que el soldado volvía su posición anterior, haciendo un sándwich contigo en medio.

- ¿A la vez?- Tragaste saliva y oíste al dios reír en tu cuello, dejó un beso ahí.

- ¿Crees que puedas?

A la mierda si podías, no había nada que quisieras más en aquel momento que ser poseída por esos dos hombres a la vez. Tus piernas flaquearon, quizás por la anticipación o quizás porque Barnes se había unido a los besos en tu cuello pero en el otro lado. Acababas de correrte pero volvías a estar tan necesitada, como si tu primer orgasmo no hubiese servido para nada.

Los dedos de Loki en tu barbilla te forzaron a mirarle, devolviendote a la realidad. Cierto, te había echo una pregunta y debías responder.

Asentiste lentamente, aquello les sirvió como respuesta. El tapón del lubricante hizo eco en la habitación, no lo viste pero supiste por los sonidos que Bucky se lo había aplicado. Y entonces para tu sorpresa te alzó en el aire. Sus manos agarrándote y separando tus muslos, tu espalda pegada contra su torso. Instintivamente llevaste tus brazos al rededor del cuello de Loki buscando balance, las manos de este te agarraron por tus costillas.

Notar sus miembros contra tus genitales fue suficiente para hacerte temblar. Moviste tu culo tratando empalarte con ellos sin obtener más que un apretón de advertencia con la mano metálica del soldado.

- Tan jodidamente impaciente. ¿Me quieres en tu culo querida?

Ni si quiera tuviste opción a contestar porque se deslizó dentro de ti, estirando tus paredes deliciosamente y con un pequeño dolor. Gracias al cielo aquel no era tu primer anal, porque su tamaño no era ninguna broma. Con la misma impaciencia Loki fregó su punta contra tu muy estimulado clítoris, deslizando hasta tu entrada y enterrándose de una estocada.

Te dieron un segundo para adaptarte, antes de empezar a moverse y moverte, de arriba a bajo. Ya no podías disimular la desesperación, no cuando se sentía tan bien. Nunca antes habías estado tan llena, tan satisfecha. Ambos dando en el punto exacto con cada empujón dentro de ti, sus gruñidos contra tu pecho y cuello, tus pezones frotándose contra Loki y las manos de Bucky agarrando con fuerza tus muslos manteniendo tus piernas bien abiertas para ellos, el ligero dolor mezclándose y agravando el placer. Estabas a punto de perder tu cabeza, igual que ellos. Sus golpes de cadera cada vez siendo más descuidados y rápidos, usándote como una muñeca y enviándote por el borde de la locura.

- Loki, sujétala.- Las manos de Bucky fueron sustituidas por el dios.

- Con mucho gusto.

Ahora con las manos libres Bucky deslizo tus brazos de Loki para colocarlos por encima de sus hombros. Su brazo metálico repasó tu figura, acariciando y enviando escalofríos a tu columna vertebral hasta llegar a tú centro. Sus dedos fríos y expertos empezaron a hacer su magia.

Los ojos de Loki se iluminaron maliciosamente al ver tu rostro contraído por la sobre estimulación. Sus penetraciones fueron de golpe mas agresivas, asegurando llegar hasta el fondo y encontrar tu punto de placer. Por si fuese poco sus labios se envolvieron al rededor de uno de tus pechos que se movían descontroladamente. Bucky tampoco paró de moverse, ni sus caderas ni su mano.

Los gritos ya no eran suficiente para expresar y dejar salir todo lo que estabas sintiendo. Lágrimas se acumularon en las esquinas de tus ojos. Los músculos de tu vientre contrayéndose cada vez más cerca de tu liberación.

- Venga preciosa, córrete para nosotros otra vez.- Los alientos de Bucky de nuevo fueron el detonante de tu orgasmo.

- ¡Dios!- Tu cuerpo se contrajo al rededor de los dos hombres, soltando tu orgasmo escandalosamente, tu visión volviéndose blanca y tus piernas temblando con espasmos.

Lo siguiente que notaste fue como ambos se corrían dentro de ti con una estocada final muy dura y profunda. Apoyaron sus frentes contra ti recuperando el aire y entonces te soltaron con delicadeza en el suelo, saliendo de ti.

Para tu vergüenza tus piernas no respondieron, y de no ser por sus brazos sujetándote hubieses caído de rodillas al suelo. Los miraste a ambos, sus expresiones mucho más relajadas y amables. Algo avergonzada reíste, ellos devolvieron el gesto. Te acomodaron en la cama no queriendo tomar el riesgo de volver a soltarte.

Fue cuando sentiste sus fluidos deslizarse por tus piernas.

- ¿Que te parece si te preparamos un baño querida?- Loki inquirió.

- ¿Vais a bañaros conmigo?

- Más bien bañarte, no pareces en tus plenas capacidades ahora mismo muñeca, y ya que nosotros hemos echo esto contigo...- Te señalo de arriba a abajo con una sonrisa coqueta.

- Que menos que limpiarlo nosotros también.- Acabó la frase Loki.