[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.
[Well, he likes being pulled close. There's a languidness to Fukuda in situations like these, as if his body is melting into the contact and attention, as if he'd want nothing more that to just press himself against warm skin and stay there.
He startles gently when Omi moves, because the sensation is so strange. It's so tight, so close, but he can't help but move instinctively to capture more of that feeling. Though, being so close to Douman's face...]
Does it hurt? Did you bite off more than you could chew? [Is it concern? Hard to say, since he's still moving.]
[Of course it hurts. This is definitely a lot to take in, literally and metaphorically. Douman's whole body feels like its on fire, the blossoming of pain below from being filled past their limits is nothing short of divine. As if to distract themselves, the priest moves to kiss Fukuda, teeth biting down on the lower lip.]
[At the question, they let out a low growl, lips drawn back in a semblance of a snarl.]
Omi...Fukuda...this is...everything. Nnn...nnnn. Fill me both, why don't you. Ahaha.
[I hate that horny clown icon is "Tartaglia." Crystal you uploaded these after the game started you knew Childe was here.
Anyway, Fukuda isn't saying more. Between the kiss and the demands, he's either very focused or very distracted depending on your perspective on things. He doesn't have Omi's smoothness, or either of their stamina, so he's just trying to keep moving at a reasonable pace, fingers digging into Douman's shoulders just as a steadying point.
He really is a man who is entirely out of his depth in a situation he spoke into existence, and he's groaning softly, muffled against Douman's neck.]
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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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Omi buries his face in Douman's shoulder, biting down on his neck as he starts moving his hips at the demand.]
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He startles gently when Omi moves, because the sensation is so strange. It's so tight, so close, but he can't help but move instinctively to capture more of that feeling. Though, being so close to Douman's face...]
Does it hurt? Did you bite off more than you could chew?
[Is it concern? Hard to say, since he's still moving.]
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[At the question, they let out a low growl, lips drawn back in a semblance of a snarl.]
Omi...Fukuda...this is...everything. Nnn...nnnn. Fill me both, why don't you. Ahaha.
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[Spoken like a promise, fingers clenching into their hips as he increases his own pace. More, faster, fill- he can do that for them and he will.
Is this more than they can take? Omi doesn't think so.]
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Anyway, Fukuda isn't saying more. Between the kiss and the demands, he's either very focused or very distracted depending on your perspective on things. He doesn't have Omi's smoothness, or either of their stamina, so he's just trying to keep moving at a reasonable pace, fingers digging into Douman's shoulders just as a steadying point.
He really is a man who is entirely out of his depth in a situation he spoke into existence, and he's groaning softly, muffled against Douman's neck.]