❝𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿.ᐟ❞

me and who?

“My child is fine”

Your child has an obsession with multiple people and they’re not even real.

There's something about ran looking unbothered while hitting his opponents is very hot like 😮‍💨

I THINK IT'S HIS EYES....DEFINITELY HIS EYES.

Oh and one more, when he tangles his braids around his baton

idk why but that's like sexy

which was more culturally significant? the renaissance or the dinner scene in house of the dragon?

Perhaps sleeping with Rindou was a mistake.

As you watch Sanzu storm off—dark eyed and fuming, you think that having Rindou take you on the table of his office wasn’t the best of ideas.

Rushing to put on your clothes, the cold air hits your skin as the pink haired man left the door wide open. But then a hand goes to grasp at your wrist.

“Rindou…” You murmur, and he’s grinning, ecstatic at the fact that Sanzu saw. The man next to you isn’t naked at all, nothing but the fly of his pants unzipped, but every other clothing of his was on. It was only you that was bare, skirt down to your knees and shirt hiked up.

“Leave him. That’s what happens when you get too nosey.” His voice is honey smooth, as per usual. With a rough undertone and a hint of amusement that he couldn’t quite conceal.

“But…”

When lips capture your own, a hand going down to once again tug off your skirt, you didn’t have it in yourself to push Rindou away.

“I don’t know why you’re putting your clothes back on.” He murmurs, it’s devilish. “Who said I was done?”

Rindou would prove then, 4 pm in the evening, on the walls of his office at the Bonten headquarters, that he was in fact—not done.

Not at all.

"I wasn't jealous before," Ran muses, a charming smile on his face, even if it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "But I’m starting to get jealous now. What do you think, Mikey?”

It’s awkward. The tension in the room was thick, so much so that you found it hard to breathe. Everyone was here, gathered in the main meeting room of Bonten, seated at the largest, oval table imaginable. The only exception was Sanzu, who ran out earlier in a fit of rage, still missing. They had already heard all about how Sanzu barged in on you and Rindou, right in the middle of fucking. And it seems to be the hot topic of today.

“Rindou’s no threat to me.” Mikey’s voice rang like a declaration, earning everyone’s attention. He’s seated with the same emotionless expression painted on his face, with you sitting nervously on his lap. His head is buried in your neck, akin to a cat rubbing up on its owner for attention—you indulge, as you always do.

Ran legs out a laugh at his boss's answer, before shooting a look at his brother. “You hear that Rindou?”

The brother in question doesn’t acknowledge any of the things happening around him, much less the question. He’s got his eyes staring out the window and his lips in a thin line.

“Ah, he’s angry right now.” Ran points out, but Koko cuts in.

“Not as angry as Sanzu, though.” Koko’s voice was laced with much mirth, his eyes gleaming. “He's most likely on a rampage right on. Do you like anger fucking?” Koko asks you, before adding on. “I bet you could get some good stuff if you ask him right now.”

Blushing at Koko’s comment, you look down. “We don't even know where he is.” And it was true, Sanzu was missing. The meeting was supposed to have started 10 minutes ago, but the man was nowhere in sight.

“Don’t worry, he’s coming.” Kakucho, who had been quiet until now, pipes up.

“How would you know?” You asks.

“He’d never miss a meeting, especially if Mikey calls it.” His eyes flicker to the man in your arms for a second. “Give him 5 more minutes, he’ll come.”

Once again, silence falls. Nothing but the ticking of a clock could be heard as everyone sat still and waited. Mikey was almost asleep, his half lidded eyes and face buried so deeply into your neck said it all.

“Kiss me.” He asks, and he’s peeking up at you from those long lashes, pleading.

A peck on Mikey’s forehead, cheeks, and lips did the trick. He’s so spoiled—that part of him hasn’t changed. It’s one of your favorite parts.

Then, a bang. The door opens loudly and swiftly, drawing everyone’s attention, with the exclusion of Mikey’s. He was halfway to dreamland already, face buried deeply into your chest. Can he even breathe?

Sanzu stood there, blood stains staining his suit. It’s new, must’ve been considering that it wasn’t there the last you had seen him. His eyes were out of focus and blurry, a little deranged and wild. “Sorry for being late, traffic.”

With his grin, so wide and feral, you didn’t have to guess what he’s been up to. It wasn’t much traffic stopping him rather then men and drugs. But no one points it out.

“Make it a point to be on time, Sanzu.” Takiomi says bluntly, but he acts like his brother never said anything at all.

As he sits in his right seat, Sanzu's eyes remain on you the whole time. Concrete, solid—a certain emotion so strong yet you couldn’t bring a name to it. It felt almost uncomfortable to be stared at so intensely, so you advert your own gaze to anything else.

Feeling a tugging at your shirt, your eyes wander down to find a sleepy Mikey trying to pull down your bra. You know exactly what it is that he was trying to do, but before you could stop him, Mikey had already effectively pulled down the lace of fabric that cuffed your breast, his mouth attaching itself to one of your nipples.

Muffling a moan with your hands, your face turns red at the display. You were still relatively new to the idea of being shared between everyone. And by the envious looks sent Mikey’s way, some jealous, some just plain out angry, the other seemed to have a hard time learning what it meant to share too.

The men of Bonten were hard to please, and when they happened to get their hearts captured by the same person that everyone else wanted, they agreed to simply share. However, that concept was harder to grasp then any of them could ever have imagined.

As they watched Mikey suck on your breast, akin to a baby, they all simultaneously had the same thought.

“It’s my turn next.”

— spoiled

After Sae has endured a long day of press interviews, he’s pent up, tired and just wants to go home. But you dressed up all pretty for him today, and you’re desperate for his attention.

Only @saexy could get me to write for Itoshi Sae. Header art is by them and they graciously allowed me to use it in this depravity, please check it out and give them a follow💕

Pairing: Itoshi Sae x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, established relationship, semi-public sex, piss (Sae pisses inside you), creampie, dirty talk, slight degradation (slut).

Word Count: 2.2k.

Sae would call you spoiled, no matter how much you tried to disagree with him. Rolling your eyes at him whenever he’d comment on it, as though you’d just asked him to buy you a new pair of shoes or the cute plushie you’d seen at the store last weekend (there was no point asking when he’d already bought it for you anyway, he thinks) — but Sae thinks you’re spoiled in far more than just wealth. 

You’re spoiled enough that you get to see every single part of him. Even the sides he tries so hard to conceal and keep from everyone, especially his family. Breaking down the walls to the fortress he built around his heart that he swore was impenetrable until he met you. 

And perhaps that’s why he indulges you so much. Allowing you to climb onto his lap after a long, arduous day of press interviews and meetings as you settle on either side of his muscular thighs. Pressing cherry-stained kisses against the corner of his lips as he tries to ignore the incessant throb in his pelvis in favour of you. 

“You can’t wait until we get home?” He raises a brow, placing his phone face down on the arm of the sofa as he gives you his attention. 

He’d just text his driver to bring the car around, hoping to get home as quickly as possible to take this suit off, relieve the aching throb in his bladder from back-to-back interviews and climb into the shower. And perhaps if he’s lucky round off his evening with your pretty lips around his cock—

“You’ve ignored me all day today.” You accuse, as though it’s his fault he’s neglected you for work, “There was barely even any reason for me to come.”

“Don’t start.” He growls, his Adam’s apple bobs as he feels your lips curl into a sultry grin against his cheek. His rough palms grip your hips as you deliberately grind yourself down on his soft cock as a raspy groan rumbles a the back of his throat, “I told you that you could stay at home, didn’t I?” 

“It’s like sometimes you don’t even want me.” You pout, and Sae has to resist the urge to roll his eyes because it couldn’t be further from the truth. Another one of your elaborate fibs that you like to throw at him whenever you want some attention because you’re the only one he will ever want. 

“Don't give me that shit,” He scoffs, giving your ass a playful spank that causes you to grind yourself down against him, “How could I ever want anyone else?”

Sae feels his cock buck to life beneath you. The warmth radiating through your panties engulfs him as his head lolls back against the couch, the constant throb from his bladder now replaced with desire as he feels his pelvis pulse when your lips meet his in a sultry kiss. 

It’s mind-numbing the way your mouth seems to slot against his so perfectly, tilting your head to the side as you move together languidly. Your tongue strokes against the seam of his lips as they part for entrance and you delve deeper, brushing against his canines before he marches your movements. Stroking his tongue against every single crevice as though he’s trying to consume you whole, pouring every ounce of emotion into the kiss as he purposefully presses you down on his prominent bulge.

There isn’t time for this, not when the car is on its way. Wondering whether he’d be able to satiate you enough with his fingers before you both had to go downstairs. Or at the very least alleviate the tension enough to satiate you until you were settled in the back of the car, the blacked out windows offering enough privacy to offer you a moments reprieve.

It’s as though you choose for him, pressing yourself against his clothed cock with more urgency as you hold yourself against him. Peppering sticky kisses against the column of his throat as your teeth drag against his milky skin, grazing his pulse point as he feels the restraint he holds inside him slowly begin to crumble. 

“You’re terrible, baby.” He groans, his warm palms splayed against your bare thighs as they slip beneath the hem of your dress. Pushing the fabric up to bunch around your waist as his thumbs dip into the apex of your thighs, dangerously close to your soft folds as he teases the hem of your panties. 

“I’m terrible? When you’re the one that’s neglected me all day,” You pout, before breaking off into a moan as Sae’s thumbs stroke against your outer labia. 

You gasp at the sensation, your lips parted in bliss as Sae takes the opportunity to stroke his tongue against your lips, tasting the saccharine hint of cherry from your gloss as he watches through half-lidded eyes as you continue to grind yourself against him. 

But it isn’t enough. Unsatisfied as he pulls your panties to the side, groaning deep in his chest when he drags two knuckles through your slit to feel how drenched you are already. Your slick webs against his fingers as he pushes sharp precise circles against your clit, enough to have you writhing above him as your hands reach down to fiddle with the expensive silver buckle of his belt. 

It doesn’t take much to have his heavy cock sheathed inside your drenched hole, heaving a contented sigh as he bottoms out inside you. The warmth surrounding him is just enough to have Sae feeling comfortable as the tension in his bladder begins to ease and is replaced by fierce electricity that shoots through his veins as you begin to bounce yourself on his length. Slender fingers smooth along your sides, palming your bouncing breasts through the pretty sundress you’re wearing before pulling the straps down to settle around your elbows. Exposing your tits to his gaze as he hums in satisfaction, pressing lingering kisses against the naked skin as his tongue slips out to flick against your taut nipples. 

You move as though you’re using him for your pleasure, and you are — not that Sae minds. The corner of his lip curls into the slightest hint of a smile as he watches you try to get yourself off, rolling your hips so his cock drags against that velvety spot inside you that’ll have you seeing stars as your lips part in a near constant whine. 

“You’re always so fucking noisy,” Sae tuts, and yet does not attempt to silence you as he spreads his thighs further apart, “Do you want someone to hear?”

“Am not.” You scrunch your nose in irritation, biting down on your kiss-bruised bottom lip in a feeble attempt to silence yourself, but it was barely worth the effort.

“Listen to yourself.” He sneers, rough fingers dip into the plush of your ass as he holds you tight. Spreading your cheeks as he palms them beneath his hands before he starts a rough pace, selfishly using you for his own pleasure as he moves you how he pleases, “Couldn’t even wait five minutes before you were jumping on my cock.” 

“Sae, please.” You whined breathlessly, your head falling forward as he fucks himself into you. 

“That desperate for me to treat you like a slut, is that it?” He grunts, “My pretty slut.”

His cockhead bumps your cervix with each forward thrust, his veiny cock catching against the ridges of your inner walls as you find yourself soaring towards your orgasm. The telltale throb begins to ebb in your pelvis as your clit cries out for attention, sliding your hand down between your connected bodies as you begin to press sloppy circles against the sensitive nub as Sae’s eyes follow your movements to watch—

“That’s it, baby.” He grunts, “You get yours.”

It’s all too much as you feel yourself nearing your release, pearly tears begin to bead in your lashes blurring your vision as you desperately try to blink them away. Your moans came out as debased pants as he kept his rough pace as the coil inside you snapped abruptly, forcing you into your climax as you cried out his name in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck,” He groans as he feels your tight cunt clench around him as you greedily vie to milk him of his release, burying your face in the apex of his neck as you breathe in the scent of his aftershave. Teeth grazing his clavicle as he gives a few more sloppy thrusts before he feels his own orgasm surge through him like a tsunami, crashing into him in harsh waves as his thighs begin to shudder. 

“Fuck, shit.” He snarls under his breath as you feel white ropes of heady cum begin to coat your inner walls, his grip on your hips almost bruising as he forces you to take all he’s got to give as he empties his balls inside you, “Take it—”

Your chest is heaving, and you think he’s finished filling you with all his potent spunk until you feel it— an unfamiliar warmth begins to spread inside you as your palms immediately shift to press against his chest, trying to pull yourself off his still painfully hard cock to no avail. The fierce grip he maintains on your hips keeps you flush against his pelvis as he fills you to the brim with a warm stream of piss that creates a flood inside you, his pubes tickle your clit as you let out an airy whine at the feeling. His cock works as a dam to keep you full as his hips continue to rock into you sloppily, the back of his skull pressed against the couch as he exhales through clenched teeth. 

“Wait, Sae—” You try to call out to stop him, to escape the sensation but it’s futile. 

He’s completely lost to the euphoria as his face contorts in bliss, revealing the whites of his eyes as the persistent ache in his bladder dissipates and is replaced by smouldering pleasure. Embarrassment begins to swirl inside your tummy at the debauched sight of him, your stretched walls continue to throb around his cock as some of his piss escapes around the base of his cock and soaks his pelvis and slacks. The lewd squelch is shameful as he gives a few more messy ruts, filling the room with the crude noise as you feel the heat burn against your cheeks and the wetness presses against your inner thighs. 

It’s disgusting, depraved, you should be mortified— and yet your clit throbs with desire at the immoral sight. Your hips shift as you reach down to tug the hem of your dress up to take in the sight of him, his piss soaked into his grey Calvin’s as the fabric sticks to his skin. Positive it’s slathered all the way down to the leather couch beneath you as your cunt continues to pulse around him with want, already feeling the familiar heat beginning to build again in your pelvis as you roll your hips into him for some slight relief. 

“Don’t you dare.” He grunts, tightening his grip on your hips to stop you from moving after he was the one to force a mixture of piss and cum into your innocent hole. 

“Sae, I can’t believe you pissed in me.” You whined, feeling the moisture begin to soak into your panties as more of it leaked out of you. Cooling against the fabric as you shift your hips above him, both your eyes on where your bodies are connected as you watch more begin to escape your ruined hole. 

“It’s your fault.” He grumbles, as though you were the one to press down on his bladder. 

“You didn’t tell me you needed to pee!” You pout childishly, jutting out your bottom lip.

“I didn’t get a chance before you jumped me,” He rolled his eyes, his tongue jutting out to wet his lips as his chest continued to heave in his post-orgasmic haze.

“You make it sound like you didn’t want it.” You murmur, squealing when his softening cock begins to slip out of your stretched hole and you feel the final dregs of his piss dribble out of you. 

Sae ignores you, instead his eyes are focused on the mess between your thighs as he drags two fingers through it. Feeling the warmth of his piss and cum mixed with your slick as he watches your body respond intently, throwing your head back with a sharp gasp. 

“You make it sound like you didn’t want this.” He counters, mimicking your tone as he spreads your folds between his index and middle finger to tap your clit. 

“I have to walk home like this,” You gasp at the contact, “That’s so embarrassing.” 

No, he thinks, what was embarrassing is just how easily you had him submitting to you. 

“You act as though I'm going to parade you through the streets like this," He deadpans with half-lidded eyes, feeling the damp back of your dress where it sits against his thighs, "You're only going to go downstairs and get into my car.”

“That still means someone could see,” You whine, your nose scrunched adorably as he had to resist the urge to kiss you.

“Yeah yeah, and who's problem is that?”

His, he thinks as he groans internally. Praying to whatever God was up there looking down on him that there wouldn’t be any paparazzi outside that would catch him in piss-soaked slacks on the walk to his chauffeur. 

And if there was Sae was certain it would be all over social media by morning, and Shidou would never let him hear the end of it.

sweethearts in photo booths (1920s-1960s)

I appeal to you to save my family and children from this war, the situation is getting worse day by day. We have been displaced several times now, we do not know what will happen.. because the situation has become more dangerous than before.. I appeal to you for urgent help and donations even if it is a little for us, you are our only hope in this war.. and thank you for your support and generosity and for your prayers for us..

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yeah, goodnight

*starts crying under the covers*

Just Friends

SUMMARY: Mikey and Izana heard you’re going out with someone else. Of course, the two men vying for your love had been gently courting you, intent on stealing your heart. So why else would you go out of your way to talk to other men, allowing them to flirt with you when you already had two perfectly willing and able 'friends' waiting to upgrade to 'boyfriend' territory? They decide it’s time to set aside their differences in order to make you theirs.

Warnings: kidnapping, yandere, jealousy, praise, dubious consent, blowjobs, spitroasting, vaginal fingering, double vaginal penetration, creampie

Pairing: Mikey x AFAB!Reader x Izana WC: 4.1k

Mikey and Izana sat opposite from one another at the cafe, their arms crossed, their gazes fixed on each other. When Izana contacted Mikey and proposed they meet up to 'resolve their issues,' the younger man was taken aback to discover Izana waiting for him, patient, silent, and solemn. He'd previously ordered his favorite coffee for the black-haired man, as well as something for them to eat on, which the waitress had just placed on the table between them. The seconds ticked by silently, until eventually, Izana hummed and set his cup down, “I’ll get straight to the point then, shall I? You must be wondering why I’ve asked you to join me for this little tete-a-tete,” Mikey grumbled irritably at Izana’s words but nodded, but otherwise remained quiet, waiting for Izana to get on with what he intended to say, “I’ve recently been made aware that my- our darling Y/N seems to have attained a new suitor,” Izana watched as Mikey’s jaw clenched, his back straightening as he realised the gravity of the situation now before both men.

They'd both been head over heels in love with you since the first time they saw you. You were a newcomer at the time. You had befriended Mikey, a martial arts instructor at the time, and had been introduced to the rest of his friend group, at which point you had unintentionally created competition between Mikey and his semi-frenemy stepbrother, Izana. You were a positive force with a happy-go-lucky personality that was almost irresistible to the two guys who had fallen head over heels in love with you They knew you liked them both - as friends - since you preferred to hang out with Mikey or Izana above anybody else in your little group of friends. Of course, the two men vying for your love had been gently courting you, intent on stealing your heart and making you theirs, both to keep you for themselves and to rub success in the other's face. However, you were either too harsh to reject them directly, or you were simply too young to understand Mikey and Izana's genuine love for you. Why else would you go out of your way to talk to other men, allowing them to flirt with you when you already had two perfectly willing and able 'friends' waiting to upgrade to 'boyfriend' territory?

They'd both been head over heels in love with you since the first time they saw you. You were a newcomer at the time. You had befriended Mikey, a martial arts instructor at the time, and had been introduced to the rest of the friend group, at which point you had unintentionally created competition between Mikey and his semi frenemy stepbrother, Izana. You were a positive force with a happy-go-lucky personality that was almost irresistible to the two guys who had fallen head over heels in love with you They knew you liked them both - as friends - since you preferred to hang out with Mikey or Izana above anybody else in your little group of friends. Of course, the two men vying for your love had been gently courting you, intent on stealing your heart and making you theirs, both to keep you for themselves and to rub success in the other's face. However, you were either too harsh to reject them directly, or you were simply too young to understand Mikey and Izana's genuine love for you.Why else would you go out of your way to talk to other men, allowing them to flirt with you when you already had two perfectly willing and able 'friends' waiting to upgrade to 'boyfriend' territory?

“Mikey, please sit down and calm yourself; we can't have you going wild with rage and dark impulses when we have no idea who this other person is,” When Mikey stood up, Izana became enraged and began pacing violently around the table, irritated by the attention they were receiving from the other café visitors. Mikey gave Izana a sidelong glance, but the older man simply waved him to take a seat, which he did unwillingly. When Mikey continued to bounce his leg instead, the table and chair vibrated faintly, but Izana ignored it in favor of leaning forward, his lilac eyes nearly sparkling with desire. “I've devised a strategy for making Y/N ours, but I'll need you to agree to cooperate with me. I don't care for you, but I know you'd never damage our darling, and I'm sure you know I'm your best bet as well. Are you up for it?” Mikey agreed without hesitation, to to Izana's delight, the black-haired and bleach blonde men leaning in closer as they started whispering the plan to one another, progressively coming up with the ideal sequence of events that would put you right in their lap. After everyone agreed to the plan, they completed their drinks and ate their meals before going their own ways to finish their tasks in preparation for the appointed time.

As you gently open your eyes to a dimly lit room, the last flickers of unsettling visions swirl together in a heavy soup, your head aches. As you try to turn over and go back to sleep, the absence of light calms the agony that continues lancing through your brain, and a groan of discomfort escapes your throat. The feeling of a pair of arms around your waist has you smiling softly, the memories from the night before - your date with the cute guy who’d been flirting with you for weeks, coming home, the kiss in the rain, Mikey punching the lights out of him-

… wait a fucking second.

As you try to tear free from the arms wrapped around your middle, you inhale sharply and your eyes spring wide. As you try to break free from your newfound anxiety, they tightened around you, a gentle voice whispering quietly in your ear, “Hmmm, settle down, love, it’s just me,” Mikey’s sleepy voice whispers in your ear, distracting you from the fear that fills your chest. When you open your mouth to ask the black-haired man a worried question, your eyes are drawn to activity in front of you. You gasp in surprise as you turn around to see Izana seated in an overstuffed armchair in front of you, his lilac gaze periodically flickering up to intensely examine you and Mikey. The man behind you pouted and nuzzled his face into the back of your neck, his warm breath caressing over your skin and sending shivers up your spine as he noticed your attention. “Awww, c’mon baby, why are you only paying attention to Izana? It’s not fair you know - we both worked so hard together to get you here," Another shudder went through you, this time fearful, and you swiftly whipped your head around, your body straining in Mikey's grip as you tried to flee.

“W-what the hell are you talking about, Mikey?! Why am I here - where’s-” When you noticed your friend's onyx eyes had a suspiciously sinister look to it, you gulped hard, fear flowing out of you. You paused in your queries, knowing that something in the back of your mind was telling you not to inquire where or how your date was, especially given how firmly Mikey was holding you and the memories that flashed through your mind every now and again, “What am I doing here? Why did you bring me - where are we?” You asked instead, your panic and worry beginning to overwhelm you. You flinched when you heard the sharp snap of Izana getting out of his chair and stretching languidly like a cat. The frightening sensation of being imprisoned by your friends, like a mouse caught between the paws of two very huge and very hungry cats, was heightened by Izana's nonchalant movement and Mikey's relentless squeeze against your back. Despite the fact that you knew Mikey and Izana would never hurt a single hair on your head, a terrified moan forced itself from your throat before you could stop it, tears stinging painfully at the corners of your eyes as your chest rose and fell rapidly. “Please… please tell me what’s going on!”

Izana sauntering over to you and Mikey on the bed, the slender man crawling onto the mattress and causing it to dip beneath his weight, delicately shuffling your squirming figure. The tan man reaching down to pull you into a kiss with a warm, soft palm cupping your cheek and pulling your face up and towards him. You gasped in surprise, allowing him easy access to your mouth, oblivious to Mikey's gaze as Izana received your 'first' kiss. Though, the black-haired man didn’t pout for long, as he slowly slid his hands down your front, biting his full lower lip as his fingers brushed over the warm sliver of skin the shirt - that they’d dressed you in once they got you home - didn’t hide before tugging the material up to slip his fingers under and up the smooth skin of your tummy instead. You shivered, distracted both by Izana’s tongue as it thrust into your mouth as Mikey’s hands moved up to your chest, his palms warm as he cupped your breasts in them. You whimpered and swallowed instinctively, unaware of the fun little aphrodisiac you’d just swallowed as Izana continued to kiss you, leaving you breathless and light-headed, “Hmmm, there we go, don’t worry sweetheart, that’s just a little thing to calm you down so we’ll all be able to have some fun together,” As he broke the kiss, Izana purred, his soft lips kissing their way down your neck and shoulders, where he proceeded to nip and suck deep bruises into your fragile skin. “We love you so much, Y/N, we just couldn’t stand back and let someone else steal you away from us.”

Your voice just came out as a whine as one of Mikey's hands moved down to cup between your knees, trying to push away the dizziness that has overtaken your feeble head since Izana kissed you. As a deep, urgent throb shook through your core, your thighs reflexively clinched and rubbed together, embarrassed by the sudden flow of passion that accompanied the action, especially when Mikey put constant pressure to your delicate mound, “That’s it, just relax and let us take care of you - hmmm, you smell so good, baby, so warm in my hands,” Mikey muttered sweetly into the back of your neck, his fingers sliding to squeeze and stroke your right breast, distracting you while Izana unbuckled his pants front and pulled his cock out. You whimpered as saliva pooled in your mouth, dizziness and dread racking your mind, and you were perplexed by the emotions that ran through your body even as Izana backed away, one of his hands sliding into your hair and humming leisurely as your head was dragged onto his lap, “Why don’t you be a good girl for us and open that pretty mouth, huh? We wanna make sure that every little inch of you belongs to us - don’t you want to be good and take Izana inside you?” You didn't know why, but you melted under Mikey's words, your lips slipping open mindlessly, tongue drooling between your lips. Izana smirked and took advantage of your mindless actions, satisfied that you seemed to be giving in to them as he slid the head of his cock into your mouth, shuddering with arousal when your warm spit coated the heated skin.

You mewled softly as the taste of Izana's cock entered your lips, arching your back as you sought to draw away from him, the arousal bubble that had clouded your judgment bursting as you realized why you were in this position. You wiggled in Mikey's grip, but the way his arms were wrapped around you made it impossible for you to move away from the two men – in fact, it appeared to push you to roll your hips back into Mikey's grip. You trembled as the thick length of his cock rubbed against your ass' cheeks, the sensation temporarily diverting you from the taste of Izana's dick in your mouth, but you were quickly reminded of it when you tasted his salty precum. Izana's hands gently held your head and encouraged you to bob up and down the length that fits in your mouth, and you let out a small moan that made both guys giggle and coo at you, “Hmmm, you look so pretty like this, with my cock in your mouth, sweetheart,” Izana cooed, his lilac gaze wandering your flushed face, watching hungrily as Mikey ripped your shirt from you before focusing on removing your pants, leaving you exposed to the two men as they continued to touch and toy with your body. When he pressed in a little too far, you gagged and he would allow you to pull back until only the tip remained in your mouth. Teary eyes looked up at him through your lashes, spit pooling in your mouth and slowly beginning to drip from the corners to make a mess of your lower face and chin.

“Hmmm, I bet her mouth feels great, doesn’t it, Izana?” Mikey rumbled in your ear, tugging down your panties and slipping two fingers between your surprisingly soaked folds, his lips twisting into a wide grin, “Oh? You’re already so wet for us, baby, I can feel you dripping all over my fingers. Such a good girl for us, you love what we’re doing to you, don’t you?” Mikey cooed, fluttering kisses all over your neck and shoulders, disregarding your brief objections as he spread your labia with his fingers and teased your clit with short, sharp circles. Your body's reactions caused the two men to cry your name in heated tandem as you spilled moisture at the movement, a low moan muffled by Izana's cock as he gently drove in your mouth, your body's reactions leading the two men to groan your name in heated tandem.

Mikey suddenly pressed the thick fingers he'd been caressing your clit with within your pussy, immediately adding a second when he felt how wet your inner walls were, “Hahh, fuck, you’re so wet, look at how easily you took my fingers, darling. Does sucking Izana off get you this hot and bothered? Hmm, if we knew this was how you’d react to being taken by us, we would’ve done this a long, long time ago,” Mikey chuckled breathlessly as he pressed more into your mouth, your tears spilling in your eyes slowly slipping down your cheeks to mix with the mess you were forming around Izana's cock, the pale blonde man laughed breathlessly as he pressed deeper into your mouth. Mikey hummed and proceeded to mutter dirty praise into your ears, spreading your legs with the hand not now working your cunt open so he could push and scissor his fingers inside your pussy more easily, anxious to feel your tight, dripping walls wrapped around his dick

You wanted to speed up what they were doing since you didn't know what else to do while caught between two guys you'd always considered your closest friends, while they used you to their hearts' content. You accomplished this by bobbing your head and sucking Izana properly, hoping to get them off and away from them while they rested, however your actions only appeared to encourage them to keep trying to show you how much they 'loved' you. “So perfect, you’re so perfect, I-we love you so much (Y/N),” Izana sighed, his head tipping back in bliss as Mikey stretched your inner walls by pressing a third finger into your dripping cunt, “You’re taking me so well, doing so good and letting Mikey work you open for the both of us. Hmm, we’re going to make you so full, going to claim your pretty body all for ourselves,” You shuddered with a mix of disgust and lust, embarrassed by your acts yet yearning for more of the praise and pleasure you were getting from Mikey and Izana.

Mikey's fingers tenderly scissored within you, his touch remarkably mild for a man with his throbbing cock nestled between your ass cheeks. You whimpered. You must have been so distracted by Izana thrusting into your mouth and trying to keep down your gag reflex that you hadn’t even noticed Mikey taking off his pants; the only reason you realised his dick was naked and rubbing against you was due to the pre-cum that left sticky trails over your skin, marking you primally as he continued to finger you. When you felt the coil in the pit of your belly tightening as your cunt dripped on Mikey's fingers, you knew you weren't going to endure much longer until your orgasm washed over you - especially when you started rocking your hips in time with his finger movements.

“Awww, just look at how eager you are, baby cake. You want us inside you so bad, don’t you?” Mikey crooned against the shell of your ear, delighted by your choked, muffled little whine and the absentminded way you nodded in response to his question, “Shh, don’t you worry, Y/N, you’re almost ready to take us - you’re such a good girl, so sweet and perfect, love you so, so much,” He panted against your neck, thrusting his hand several more times before pulling his fingers, groaning hotly when he saw how soaked your juices had left them, “Fuck, just look at how wet and messy she’s gotten, Izana,” Mikey practically growled as he extended his hand to his stepbrother, who halted in his thrusts to suck Mikey's fingers into his mouth.

In response to the motion, the younger guy made a quiet surprise sound, his sharp onyx stare darkening even more as he saw Izana clean his fingers of your secretions. You pulled off Izana's dick with a wet sound, coughing slightly as some of his pre-cum stuck to the back of your mouth. You were gasping for air, hoping to make one last run for freedom while Mikey and Izana were distracted - only for the two to change your position, forcing you to straddle Mikey's hips so Izana could fit between your legs. Two cocks stroked slickly across your labia, teasing your entrance and leaving sticky pre-cum marks on your skin, “Aren’t you just so lovely, Y/N? Just look at how easily our cocks slip over your pussy.. you want us inside you, filling your pretty cunt with our dicks, don’t you?” Mikey chuckled breathily, relishing the little whine you made in response to his teasing.

Your eyes went wide with slight panic as you watched Izana grip both his and Mikey’s length in one of his hands, shuffling closer on his knees to press the leaking tips between your labia, “Please…” You begged, voice catching in the back of your throat as you felt the two different heads prodding your entrance threateningly, a chill rushing down your spine when Izana smiled at you, leaning in to press sweet, gentle kisses over your mouth, cheeks and chin, “P-Please, Izana, Mikey… please…!” You couldn’t gather your thoughts enough to make a complete sentence, not that you had to with how easily Izana and Mikey held you. Mikey shifted his hands to grip your waist while Izana guided you to sit between them, cooing. Izana's lips slanting over yours in a heated, desperate kiss to try to cover your moans of tortured pleasure, they gently began to thrust into you.

The sensation was powerful, unlike anything you'd ever felt before, and you could feel your inner muscles contract firmly in an attempt to keep the two men out. Izana broke the kiss to mutter lovely praise against your lips, while Mikey purred his affection for you against your back, the black-haired man having moved to sit erect instead. It took several long, drawn out minutes before their cocks were buried inside your cunt to the hilt, the feeling of being filled and pinned between them causing small noises of discomfort to leave your swollen lips as you panted through the pressure. Your head throbbed and spun dizzily, your hands being held in one of Mikey’s behind your back when you tried to push against Izana’s chest a few moments earlier, leaving you unable to stop what was happening or attempt to defend yourself.

You were weak, pathetic, and so full with the two men who claimed to love you. You swore you were going to be ripped apart by them.

“Shhh, shhh, baby, just relax and let us take care of you,” Mikey murmured sweetly behind you, his and Izana’s hands holding onto your waist and hips as the two men used their combined strength to lift you until they were halfway out of you before pulling you back down roughly. You made a loud, almost ugly noise at the sensation, writhing and whining sweetly between them while they slowly began to fuck you, bouncing you on their laps as they cooed and praised you sweetly for taking them so well. You hated that it didn’t take long before whatever discomfort you felt melted away into pleasure, your whining turning into hiccupping moans of pleasure, babbling pleas falling from your lax lips like a waterfall as Izana and Mikey rutted into you with increasingly rougher thrusts.

Your hips bucking into the hard push and pull of their cocks inside you, you groaned and whined their names. Mikey would withdraw out with every thrust inwards of Izana’s dick, neither man leaving you empty as they rutted inside your aching heat.

The men's words became a confused mess of beautiful praise and devotion as you relaxed and began to buck in time with them, their voices seemingly blending together into a soup of sounds that made you shiver between them. Their skin was scorching, and their bodies were effortlessly pinning you down, their hips jolting into yours in unison as their cocks relentlessly touched and poked your g-spot. It was all too much, too intense for you to do anything but cling on and attempt to make it through the trip of your life. Your eyes hazy and half-lidded as you drooled between them, “So good, such a sweet girl, love you so much, taking us so well, perfect, so fucking perfect and ours,” Mikey rambled heatedly against the skin of your back, his forehead pressed intimately against your nape as he pounded into you from behind.

Izana chuckled breathily, his body sensitive from the previous pleasure he’d experienced at your mouth, though he held on as the wet sounds of your love-making filled the otherwise still air of the room, “You’re such a sap, Mikey - but he’s right, Y/N, you’re perfect for us, we had to make you ours, had to show you how much we love you,” The older brother groaned, grinding and rutting into you with equal fervour as Mikey, their bouncing motions causing pleasure to spike through you - especially as his pelvis kept rubbing your poor, overstimulated clit with his harsh thrusts.

Your bodies were a mess of sweat and tangled limbs, bruising marks blooming over your soft skin to show just who had taken you like this, their mouths feeling searingly hot against your skin. You whined and bucked, forgetting your attempts to get away from them as their thrusts made your pleasure build and build and build in the pit of your belly - until eventually, your muscles clenched and locked up as your orgasm washed through your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Mikey and Izana slammed into you for the last time.

Light and ecstasy surged through your body, hurling you over the edge and making you stiffen up in a vice-like grip around the two dicks buried to the hilt inside you. Mikey and Izana were paralyzed by the tightness around their cocks, unable to do much more than follow the hot, tight clasp of your cunt as you convulsed around them. They each choked out your name, their bodies trembling against yours as the milking, desperate grabbing of your saturated insides drew them over the cliff with you. You mewled hazily when you felt the heat in your belly from their release, two loads of thick, sticky cum filling your belly.

Izana and Mikey patted your sides, kissing whatever part of your face, neck and shoulders they could reach, their murmurs of affection barely comprehensible to you as the intensity of it all became too much and you lost yourself to the dark stillness of sleep.