[A little moan of a noise into the kiss - Douman's eyelids flutter from the spike of pleasure, their hands curling on both men's backs. However, not to be deterred, he smirks at Omi even as he tilts his head, bites lightly against Fukuda's jawline.]
Wait your turn.
[Yeah, he's practically asking for Omi to try more.]
[ He's stubborn and competitive when it comes down to it. Even when he says he isn't, he is. His free hand threads through Douman's hair and he moves to bite at their neck. ]
[Hm. First they were vying for Omi's attention, now Douman's?
Hm, it's fine, actually. The important thing is he's no longer being ignored? And currently, Omi is standing in the way of that. "Didn't you desperately want Omi's attention like 30 seconds ago?" That's the past!! This is now.
So he.... shoves??? Omi???? You heard the man!!! It's his turn right now!!! Begone, thot.]
[Its a laugh that's all too delighted. They're delighted with the bites, the fights, the attention. What a wonderful turn of affairs. Douman sees to reward Fukuda with a murmur of his name and a passionate kiss, hips shifting against the other's body, needy.]
[Even so, they trail a hand towards Omi's head, scratching over the side of it, teasing and light.]
[Hm. Well. Douman seems to like it when he acts like this? Does that mean the more aggressive he is about it, the more pleased they'll be?
Alright. Alright he can do this. This time, rather than trying to push Omi away, since that didn't work, he's pulling Omi in, and trying to wedge himself between him and Douman, grasping Omi's face, pulling it in close as his thumb presses into Omi's temple, where a hole could be. He could put a hole here if he wanted to.]
Haven't you had plenty already, Omi? Your sin is Envy, not Greed. [His voice, low as always, keeps dropping off more and more of his usual casual tone, leaving behind something dark and cold, even as his expression doesn't shift.]
[Now that's a wound - the moan that comes from Douman's mouth at the words and the growl in their ears is shameless, a low, needy, keening noise that seems to shudder through their body. Before they can turn and look at Omi, though, Fukuda is already moving to put himself between them.]
[How bold. Looks like there was more to Fukuda than it seemed, Douman's eyes flicker to that dark look in Fukuda's eyes, before turning to Omi.]
Now now. Omi wants what he wants. So do you, Fukuda. [They take Omi's hand, the one that just wounded them, and suck down on the tip of a finger.] Mmmmm. I want...the both of you. Whoever I'll fuck...I'll fuck. Come now. Decide which one of you will be first or just take what you desire. I won't wait all damn day.
[Somewhere in the back of Omi's mind he realizes the danger that Fukuda's trying to exude, shiver running down his spine. With the way he's gripping his head, what was said about him, the drill- But... right here with Douman beneath them, he grinds down- Fukuda, Douman, whoever he's straddling now. He wants to chase that pleasure.
Omi surges forward to kiss Fukuda, hard, insistent, and rough. This time he's not careful, teeth biting against his lips. All their sins are Envy, but that doesn't mean he can't be more than one at the same time. The moan from Douman sucking his finger gets swallowed up my Fukuda's mouth.
[Fukuda's not very loud in these situations, it's all soft, low noises, often muffled, and it's one of those he makes against the rough kiss, and he grabs a fistful of Omi's hair in response, yanking just a bit too hard.
When Omi pulls away and says that, well, it's not surprising. But he has other plans;]
Why should we have to take turns? I'm sure Douman's experienced enough to take us both. [(Fukuda voice) Douman's a slut they can take two dicks at once.]
[Its a lovely sight, to see the both of them vying for their attention, but then that question comes from Fukuda. Douman sincerely blinks in surprise - its not a suggestion they thought would've ever come from the man.]
.....Ohhh? [Their body feels flushed, heated - even the suggestion makes it feel like the room's temperature has gone up a few degrees. Ah. To have more than once, at the same time...] That is...only if you both can truly handle it.
[It's at this point Fukuda's rational normal brain catches up to him and he realizes how out of his depth he is, since he's never been in a threesome before much less one with double penetration, and also he's never topped a man before without said man guiding him through it?
Anyway it's fine probably. This is the price he has to pay for not letting Omi win. He clears his throat and hopes no one noticed his moment of freezing up.]
Mm. I've seen this sort of thing on the internet plenty of times. [WAIT FUCK HE DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY THAT PART OUT LOUD.]
[And they meet Omi's mouth hungrily, tongue licking over the other's lips. Yes. Of course. They can get all they want, reach the peaks of desire, and...]
[Wait, what?]
[Douman breaks the kiss, blinking over at Fukuda.]
The...internet? [Sorry, this is something to sure process right now.] Fukuda...have you never done this before?
It's fine, it's fine.... He's sure he can do this. Seeing things in a video is as good a teacher as any??
How much lube does he use?? Surely he should err on the side of too much, right? Though maybe Douman would like it rough? No, no, with the both of them at once, it really should be as much as possible. So he's applying a liberal amount of lube to his fingers and the clown ass before getting to work, with an concerted expression on his face that's less sexy and more Man Determined To Do This Complex Task Correctly.
I also want to point out that while Omi and Douman both either voluntarily stripped or undressed each other, Fukuda is still fully dressed. This threesome is a disaster.]
[For the moment, their attention moves to Omi, a hand moving up to stroke through his hair as he bites at their shoulder. How nice it is, to have two men like this give into indulgence in the form of someone like them.]
[The slick feeling down below as Fukuda starts to prepare them is sweet, indeed, and Douman lets out a low, yearning noise. Their eyes flicker over to Fukuda, and their smile, tooth-filled, is nothing short of amused.]
...Omi. Please do Fukuda a favor and undress him. Unless he wants to get all dirty, nnnn.
[He moans out at the bite, he's always enjoyed that. With such a tense and dangerous environment, he only enjoys it more.
Omi will be kind enough for now, shifting so he's next to Fukuda, starting to undo his shirt and tugging it off. As it comes off, Omi starts biting the revealed skin.]
[He still has lingering marks from last week but also newer ones?? Very fresh marks on his neck and more scratches on his back??
Anyway, the biting is a bit distracting, and he might forget a little to be gentle thrusting his fingers into Douman. He likes the attention from Omi a lot, and he leans his weight into the contact.]
Ah, Omi, you really are a wolf in sheeps clothing, aren't you...
Nn...nnnnn. Aren't you both...wolves in sheep's clothing?
[Aren't they all, in this dangerous place? Douman, shameless, shifts their hips against the roughness of those thrusts below. But its not enough, really not enough, and Douman hisses, impatient.]
[He bites down harder as he tosses the shirt off somewhere else. Who cares about that now?
Now, he'll move so he's behind Douman, It's a quick thing to get the condom on and he's sliding right in. Who's he to deny his demanding roommate right now?.]
[!!!! Sedition!!! He was doing all this prepwork and Omi's just swooping in like that... How dare he.]
I don't know why you'd say that. I'm not the one devouring everything up like a wild animal... [Omi!!!! Anyway even as he says that, he's also getting a condom on and moving into position. Of course, it's a lot harder to get in when there's... already someone in the garage, so to speak. So once again he's lapsing into Man Struggling With Stuff That Looked A Lot Easier In Videos.]
[Is the question they manage to ask when suddenly, Omi moves in, quick - Douman barely has time to let out a short moan of surprise before Fukuda starts to move in, as well.]
[The priest's body shakes with renewed desperate fervor. The pain of being stretched not by one, but two is a sensation they crave - Douman groans, arms lacing around Fukuda's shoulders to pull him in as they attempt to let themselves adjust to the stretch and the pain of both at once. Looking at their face, panting, its clearly nothing but depraved.]
Come on. M-move. Move...sate your desires....on me.
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[A little moan of a noise into the kiss - Douman's eyelids flutter from the spike of pleasure, their hands curling on both men's backs. However, not to be deterred, he smirks at Omi even as he tilts his head, bites lightly against Fukuda's jawline.]
Wait your turn.
[Yeah, he's practically asking for Omi to try more.]
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[ He's stubborn and competitive when it comes down to it. Even when he says he isn't, he is. His free hand threads through Douman's hair and he moves to bite at their neck. ]
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Hm, it's fine, actually. The important thing is he's no longer being ignored? And currently, Omi is standing in the way of that. "Didn't you desperately want Omi's attention like 30 seconds ago?" That's the past!! This is now.
So he.... shoves??? Omi???? You heard the man!!! It's his turn right now!!! Begone, thot.]
They said wait.
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[Its a laugh that's all too delighted. They're delighted with the bites, the fights, the attention. What a wonderful turn of affairs. Douman sees to reward Fukuda with a murmur of his name and a passionate kiss, hips shifting against the other's body, needy.]
[Even so, they trail a hand towards Omi's head, scratching over the side of it, teasing and light.]
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When he's pushed, he snarls, wolf like. It's not enough to move him. But he shifts, thighs straddling Douman's, and starting to rub against them.]
Hell no.
[His nails dig into Douman's shoulder, almost hard enough to draw blood. He growls into Douman's ear.]
Look at me.
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Alright. Alright he can do this. This time, rather than trying to push Omi away, since that didn't work, he's pulling Omi in, and trying to wedge himself between him and Douman, grasping Omi's face, pulling it in close as his thumb presses into Omi's temple, where a hole could be. He could put a hole here if he wanted to.]
Haven't you had plenty already, Omi? Your sin is Envy, not Greed.
[His voice, low as always, keeps dropping off more and more of his usual casual tone, leaving behind something dark and cold, even as his expression doesn't shift.]
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[Now that's a wound - the moan that comes from Douman's mouth at the words and the growl in their ears is shameless, a low, needy, keening noise that seems to shudder through their body. Before they can turn and look at Omi, though, Fukuda is already moving to put himself between them.]
[How bold. Looks like there was more to Fukuda than it seemed, Douman's eyes flicker to that dark look in Fukuda's eyes, before turning to Omi.]
Now now. Omi wants what he wants. So do you, Fukuda. [They take Omi's hand, the one that just wounded them, and suck down on the tip of a finger.] Mmmmm. I want...the both of you. Whoever I'll fuck...I'll fuck. Come now. Decide which one of you will be first or just take what you desire. I won't wait all damn day.
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Omi surges forward to kiss Fukuda, hard, insistent, and rough. This time he's not careful, teeth biting against his lips. All their sins are Envy, but that doesn't mean he can't be more than one at the same time. The moan from Douman sucking his finger gets swallowed up my Fukuda's mouth.
Pulling away-]
I'm first.
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When Omi pulls away and says that, well, it's not surprising. But he has other plans;]
Why should we have to take turns? I'm sure Douman's experienced enough to take us both.
[(Fukuda voice) Douman's a slut they can take two dicks at once.]
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[Its a lovely sight, to see the both of them vying for their attention, but then that question comes from Fukuda. Douman sincerely blinks in surprise - its not a suggestion they thought would've ever come from the man.]
.....Ohhh? [Their body feels flushed, heated - even the suggestion makes it feel like the room's temperature has gone up a few degrees. Ah. To have more than once, at the same time...] That is...only if you both can truly handle it.
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[He shifts so he's kissing Douman this time, still rough and eager.]
Looks like you want it. [And Omi's perfectly happy to give.]
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Anyway it's fine probably. This is the price he has to pay for not letting Omi win. He clears his throat and hopes no one noticed his moment of freezing up.]
Mm. I've seen this sort of thing on the internet plenty of times.
[WAIT FUCK HE DIDN'T MEAN TO SAY THAT PART OUT LOUD.]
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[And they meet Omi's mouth hungrily, tongue licking over the other's lips. Yes. Of course. They can get all they want, reach the peaks of desire, and...]
[Wait, what?]
[Douman breaks the kiss, blinking over at Fukuda.]
The...internet? [Sorry, this is something to sure process right now.] Fukuda...have you never done this before?
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... Wait.]
Ah... you suggested it?
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[What is this like... reverse slut shaming?]
Surely it doesn't matter. I think we should focus on the matter at hand.
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[They reach for Fukuda, pulling him in to nibble at the side of his jaw.]
I want to see you go for it.
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In the mean time, he's content to bite at Douman's shoulder and neck.]
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YOU COULD HAVE JUST
DONE IT YOURSELF? SINCE YOU KNOW HOW???
BUT NO, WE'RE BULLYING FUKUDA.
It's fine, it's fine.... He's sure he can do this. Seeing things in a video is as good a teacher as any??
How much lube does he use?? Surely he should err on the side of too much, right? Though maybe Douman would like it rough? No, no, with the both of them at once, it really should be as much as possible. So he's applying a liberal amount of lube to his fingers and the clown ass before getting to work, with an concerted expression on his face that's less sexy and more Man Determined To Do This Complex Task Correctly.
I also want to point out that while Omi and Douman both either voluntarily stripped or undressed each other, Fukuda is still fully dressed. This threesome is a disaster.]
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[The slick feeling down below as Fukuda starts to prepare them is sweet, indeed, and Douman lets out a low, yearning noise. Their eyes flicker over to Fukuda, and their smile, tooth-filled, is nothing short of amused.]
...Omi. Please do Fukuda a favor and undress him. Unless he wants to get all dirty, nnnn.
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Omi will be kind enough for now, shifting so he's next to Fukuda, starting to undo his shirt and tugging it off. As it comes off, Omi starts biting the revealed skin.]
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Anyway, the biting is a bit distracting, and he might forget a little to be gentle thrusting his fingers into Douman. He likes the attention from Omi a lot, and he leans his weight into the contact.]
Ah, Omi, you really are a wolf in sheeps clothing, aren't you...
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[Aren't they all, in this dangerous place? Douman, shameless, shifts their hips against the roughness of those thrusts below. But its not enough, really not enough, and Douman hisses, impatient.]
More. More, give me...more...
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[He bites down harder as he tosses the shirt off somewhere else. Who cares about that now?
Now, he'll move so he's behind Douman, It's a quick thing to get the condom on and he's sliding right in. Who's he to deny his demanding roommate right now?.]
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I don't know why you'd say that. I'm not the one devouring everything up like a wild animal...
[Omi!!!! Anyway even as he says that, he's also getting a condom on and moving into position. Of course, it's a lot harder to get in when there's... already someone in the garage, so to speak. So once again he's lapsing into Man Struggling With Stuff That Looked A Lot Easier In Videos.]
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[Is the question they manage to ask when suddenly, Omi moves in, quick - Douman barely has time to let out a short moan of surprise before Fukuda starts to move in, as well.]
[The priest's body shakes with renewed desperate fervor. The pain of being stretched not by one, but two is a sensation they crave - Douman groans, arms lacing around Fukuda's shoulders to pull him in as they attempt to let themselves adjust to the stretch and the pain of both at once. Looking at their face, panting, its clearly nothing but depraved.]
Come on. M-move. Move...sate your desires....on me.
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