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Serving the Kamisato’s was a truly lovely experience. You were tucked neatly in a safe spot directly under their favored housekeeper Thoma. Landing the gig was surprisingly simple since Thoma apparently assumed you’d be perfect for it. Besides, he needed the help and you were glad to give it.
One thing led to another and you started to date Thoma. It happened naturally and slowly, and the next thing you know you’re calling him your boyfriend. Your romance with Thoma was lovely, sweet, and full of cute surprises. Storybook, really.
There was just one little problem.
“Babe, I’m sorry. I— I just don’t think I’m ready yet. Please, forgive me.”
Thoma didn’t want to have sex with you.
Well, less like he didn’t want to and more like he was scared to. Not that you had anything for him to be afraid of, but apparently there was something about it that left him shaking in his boots. You didn’t press him about it, took the initial refusal and left it at that. You didn’t want to cross his boundaries even if that meant no sex. You were a mature woman, sex wasn’t a requirement for you. Yet…
Yet, you were so attracted to Thoma and everything about him. His face, body, voice, personality, his everything was alluring to you. And lately, Thoma had been taking you on romantic dates filled to the brim with deep kissing and a bit of fondling. But, apparently, he still wasn’t ready.
To say you were disappointed would be an understatement. You really thought tonight would be the night he finally felt secure enough to have sex with you, but it seemed unlikely.
You frowned as he pulled back from your embrace, missing his warmth immediately. He shot you an apologetic look that left you feeling bad for, well, feeling bad. You wanted what was comfortable for him first and foremost, so you tried a small smile and gave him a kiss on the cheek that he practically melted into.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. We don’t have to. I just thought—“
“I know, baby. I know.” Thoma sighed and ran a hand through his hair, tousling it. “I was planning on it, I really was. That’s what all the dates were for. But I just…”
He let the rest of his sentence fade and you sighed then, taking his hands in yours, gently squeezing as you smiled brighter at him. You hated seeing him so upset.
“I swear, it’s ok. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. Your boundaries matter just as much as mine do, Thoma.”
He shot you that sheepish smile that never failed to make your heart do flips in your chest. “You know, that’s one of the reasons I love you so much. You’re so amazing, baby.”
You looked away at his sudden praise, unable to suppress the small giggle that left you. “I love you, too, Thoma.”
“I know. That’s why I arranged something in advance.”
You looked back to him, brows knitting up and frowning. “What do you mean?”
A deep flush began to overtake Thoma’s cheeks, slowly enveloping his face and neck. “Well, I thought that, if I can’t bring myself to sleep with you… Perhaps, someone else could…”
“…”
You didn’t know what to say. That wasn’t even on the list of things you would have expected Thoma to say to you. Your brain basically stuttered, as if a wrench were thrown into the cogs of your head. What were you supposed to say to something like that?
“I-I know what you’re thinking! But, listen!” Thoma started frantically, waving his hands as if defending himself. “I’ve been talking to Ayato about us. About how I’m… nervous to sleep with you. And I know you really want it, so he suggested that he, uh, do you himself…?” He trailed off, what bit of confidence he had fading as he stopped speaking.
You watched as he wrung his hands together, his gaze shifting everywhere but to you.
“What do you think? Obviously you don’t have to!” He added, eyes wide and mouth downturned. “We could always forget I said anything at all. In fact, I—“
“Sure.”
“—And it doesn’t even— What.”
“Sure.” You repeated softly, surprising even yourself. “You trust Ayato and so do I. I’m not opposed.”
You weren’t sure what it was that made you agree to his request. Was it that you’ve been beyond horny for so long? Was it so that Thoma wouldn’t keep fretting over not sleeping with you? Was it because you used to day dream about sleeping with Ayato during your desperate nights? You didn’t entirely know. All you did know was that Thoma looked excited and happy and truly, that was all you wanted.
A couple hours later and Thoma had gotten the news to Ayato, of whom was in a rather delicate meeting. He cancelled it early to his visitors’ dismay and requested the two of you go to his quarters right after. You were led there by two guards who opened his doors with a no nonsense flair.
You gasped, the sight of his extravagant room stunning you. You’ve never even stepped foot into Ayaka’s room before and it made you curious as to what her room looked like. In the center of the room was a large, luxurious bed with plenty of throws and pillows. It was a bit messy, as if someone had decided against making it in the morning. There were opulent outfits hung on the walls, lovely pieces of art, and a couple well tended to plants.
And then, there was Kamisato Ayato himself.
He was kneeling in front of a vanity, his expensive make ups lying neatly in front of him. He had his head bowed so you couldn’t see his face in the reflection. His hair was pulled into a neat, fancy ponytail, trailing down to his mid back. You wanted desperately to run your fingers through the silky strands. He held out a hand and made a dismissive gesture.
The next thing you know, the two guards bowed and left, closing the door behind them. You could hear their footsteps trailing down the hall.
It was silent after that, the moon’s rays shining through a paneled window. You shifted from foot to foot, not sure whether or not you should speak first or wait.
Finally, Ayato turned so that the side of his face was visible, a smirk on his lips. You could see a beautiful red eyeliner on him, contrasting his icy blue eye perfectly.
“I am happy to see that you both came.” He rose with the grace of a man who trained his whole life for it. So elegant and smooth. “I was afraid my offer may have been too scandalous.”
“A tad scandalous,” Thoma joked. “But you’ve always liked stuff like that, didn’t you?”
Ayato laughed softly. “You know me all too well, Thoma. And as for you.”
He finally turned around, a small fan with an intricate design on it obscuring the bottom half of his face. “I hope you are as excited as I am to get started.”
He stepped up to the both of you, fan delicately poised by long fingers to keep himself covered. He looked you up and down and the lust that set into his eyes were practically palpable. You would be lying if you said you didn’t feel the same way about him.
He circled the both of you, a soft hand trailing against the top of your shoulders, moving to Thoma’s and back again as he kept moving. He stopped behind you, pressing his front to your back. You could feel one of his hands cup your hip, fingers digging in pleasantly so. You couldn’t stop the hitch of your breath.
“So you’re the one who suggested this, right?” Your voice was barely above a whisper. “I didn’t know you were attracted to me.”
Ayato laughed, pressing himself closer to you. His other hand closed the fan and he pressed his lips to the back of your neck, kissing softly. You shivered. He chuckled.
“Do you still agree to our arrangement?” He whispered, his breath ghosting ticklishly against your skin. “I’d love to go ahead and get started.”
“Yes,” you found yourself saying, glancing at a beaming Thoma. You wondered just how excited he was to see this happen. “I agree.”
“Good,” Ayato purred, pulling back.
He walked back around to the front of you some ways away, his fan once again spread and conveniently covering his face. With his back to you, he waved the fan in Thoma’s direction.
Without a word, Thoma practically tripped trying to get to Ayato. His face was flushed deeply, sweat dotting his brow. He truly was enticed by what was to come. You were sure that if his front wasn’t obscured by Ayato, you’d see a tent in his pants. Knowing how turned on he was sent a bolt between your legs.
Thoma gently stripped Ayato of his layered clothing, letting it fall gently to the floor in a heap. You marveled at each expanse of his unblemished skin that was shown in the low moonlight. Even Thoma seemed to savor the moment, his fingers ghosting across the other man’s skin. Something told you that they’ve done this before, either with another or just themselves. You weren’t worried that Thoma would do anything behind your back, but you had to know if you were right.
“Have you two—“
“Yes, we have done this before.” Ayato’s pretty voice cut you off and he looked over a bare shoulder at you. “Before you had entered our lives, of course. Does it bother you?”
You shook your head vehemently. “Not at all. It’s kind of arousing, if I’m to be honest.”
Ayato hummed, eyes narrowing as he stared at you as his lips upturned. “How honest of you. That’s very attractive.”
Then he was finally bare, Thoma scooping his garments gently into his arms and folding them neatly. Ayato’s figure was slim yet he was still built. He turned towards you fully, poised in a way that perfectly showed off all of his assets. He snapped his fan shut and held it out, Thoma taking it from him.
Your eyes strayed from his cocky smirk to his chest, abdomen, hips, and finally resting on his hard cock. Your mouth watered, pussy wet with arousal. You felt awkward just staring and struggled to say something, anything.
“You’re gorgeous.” You opted to mumble, shifting from one foot to another.
“I know, but thank you.” He made his way to his large bed, making a show of how he crawled into the plush sheets before relaxing, legs spread. “Join me whenever you’re ready.”
Thoma stepped up to you before you could head to Ayato. He was breathing a little hard, hands shaky as they tugged at your clothes.
“I-I wanna, um, undress you. Is that ok?” He spoke quietly but you could hear the underlying lust in his voice regardless.
“Of course,” you sighed, allowing him to do as he pleased.
His hands were hot as he pulled each piece of clothing from your form. You shuddered and gasped when his long fingers brushed against your skin, wishing that he would grab you and take you how he obviously wanted. How you wanted.
Once you were bare, Thoma stepped back, mouth open and eyes wide. He drank in the sight you provided with a deep blush, occasionally looking away before staring again. You resisted the urge to cover yourself and let him stare. Perhaps after all that will transpire tonight, he’ll finally let himself relax fully with you.
“You look so…” Thoma began but trailed off, licking his lips.
“Beautiful,” Ayato supplied, drawing your attention back to him. “She looks beautiful.”
“Y-Yeah.”
It was silent for a moment after that, the air heavy with want and anticipation. You swallowed the lump in your throat and motioned lamely towards Ayato, garnering their attention.
“I’m gonna go over there now,” you mumbled, shuffling towards the other male. “Uh, care to join?”
Thoma nodded dumbly, following after you as you made you way to Ayato. You crawled onto the bed before you could chicken out. Ayato was hard, his cock standing pretty, much like the rest of him. Even though you had already done so once, you admired his body. He was just so attractive; long, lean, but still so soft and supple looking. It was a difficult balance to strike but Ayato seemed to have figured it out.
Ayato held a delicate hand out, smiling good natured up at you. “Come here, beautiful. Press close to me, unless you’re scared.”
You were a bit scared but you did as he wanted anyways, taking his hand in yours and letting him maneuver your body against his own. He was just as soft as he looked, body smooth like silk. You hummed appreciatively at the feel, taking your free hand and running it against his bare chest.
“How about we start this with a kiss, hm?” Ayato’s head was already creeping towards your own. “I’ve been wanting to feel both sets of your lips against my own for quite some time, you know.”
You didn’t have a chance to respond before his mouth captured yours, kissing you in an unhurried manner. He was slow and steady in how he did it, squeezing your hand and cupping the back of your head with his spare hand. His kiss shot sparks of pleasure off in you, eliciting soft sounds from you. You flattened your palm against his chest, spanning your fingers out to feel more of him.
Ayato sharply sucked in a breath when your finger brushed a nipple, moving back enough from you to breathe. “Didn’t expect you to do that so soon,” he mumbled, eyes opening just enough for him to look at you. “You took me by surprise.”
“Sorry,” you whispered, moving your hand away.
He gripped your wrist and moved your hand back to his chest. He took your fingers and made you pinch his nipple, another whine leaving him before he sucked his lips in between his teeth then let them out, licking them.
“There is nothing to apologize for. Just kiss me again.”
You both met each other in the middle that time, the kiss more fervent. Your fingers brushed his nipples and you relished in his sweet sigh. Not to be outdone, Ayato let your head go to cup one of your breasts, pinching and pulling your nipples. When you gasped, Ayato smirked, snaking his tongue into your mouth.
He pulled you closer to him, his erection brushing against your thigh, spreading his precum on your warm flesh. You shivered, the realization of just how close you were to being speared open on his length dawning on you. Fuck, you’ve been wanting to this so long you could hardly stand it. Even if it wasn’t with the one you initially sought after, you felt no guilt in it anymore, not with Thoma watching, anyways.
Breaking the kiss, you looked over to see Thoma standing at the edge of the bed, palming his hardness through his pants. His cheeks were flushed a healthy red, lower lip being bitten between his teeth, brows knitted. He breathed out a small whine when your eyes connected, letting his lip go. You could see the shine of his saliva coating him there and you ached to add your own to the mix.
Ayato chuckled, releasing your hand to ghost down your body. He mumbled something about Thoma always being eager and there was a bit of envy that tried to rear its ugly head in you that you quickly stomped out. You wouldn’t allow this moment to be ruined.
Thankfully, Ayato’s lips latching onto your neck was a nice distraction. You leaned your head further to the side to provide him more access, thighs rubbing together as wet heat pooled between them. His hand, long and slender and wide, palmed your ass, squeezing and slapping the flesh lightly. You moaned at the action, rolling your hips into his hand. He nipped and sucked hickeys into your skin as he explored your body with his hands, rolling you onto your back to hover above you.
With the new position, he was able to use both hands on you, the slender digits dancing up and down your sides, leaving you shivering. When he ghosted those fingers across the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, you spread them wide for him.
“Oh, how lovely,” Ayato cooed, a hand slipping down to your core, lewdly spreading your puffy lips. “Just as eager as Thoma and oh, so wet for me. Exactly how I like them.”
It was true that you were wet for him, almost to the point of embarrassing. You could feel how wet you were when he spread you open, the viscous liquid clinging to each of your pussy lips. You writhed as he did nothing further, holding you open without looking.
“Ayato, please,” you whimpered softly. “Finger me.”
“As much as I’d love to, I’m allowing Thoma to look, first.”
That’s when you notice the other sound. It’s slight, but just loud enough to catch your attention in the silence. Looking over Ayato’s shoulder, you gaped, pussy clenching around nothing.
Thoma was kneeling on the bed, pants pulled down enough to let his cock free—so, so thick and big and Gods, you wanted him—a hand pumping him slowly. The distinct slick sound of his precum being slipped up and down his shaft is what you heard. Fuck, if the sight and sound together wasn’t enough to make you want to cum, you didn’t know what did.
“Thoma,” your voice came out higher than intended, laced with need and desire. “Fuck, baby.”
He moaned outright, hand picking up a bit of speed. “Ayato, please—“
Then Ayato was sinking two fingers into your dripping cunt with ease, curling them up to hit that perfect spot inside you. You clung to his shoulders, legs spreading wider to get him impossibly deeper inside you. Your hips rolled as you moaned and Ayato cooed at you in that velvety sweet voice that left you gushing around his thrusting fingers. The resulting sound of him manipulating your pussy to his whims was loud, the constant squelching making your ears burn.
Distantly, you could hear Thoma’s hand pick up more speed. You clenched around Ayato’s fingers in response and he licked his way into your mouth, drowning you in a deep kiss.
He added another finger that you throbbed around, aching for his length instead. He removed his fingers but didn’t give you quite what he wanted. He slipped down your body with kisses until he was between your soread thighs, lips just a breadth’s away from your nether ones.
“I did say I wanted to feel both sets of your lips against mine, did I not?” He laughed quietly at the way you whined in response. “Thoma,” he glanced over his shoulder and Thoma scrambled closer, eyes roving over your body. “Watch closely.”
Then he was on you, tongue licking a stripe from your hole all the way up to your clit. You full body shuddered at the feel, hands going to Ayato’s silky strands. He wasted no time in slurping and suckling along your pussy, arms wrapping around your twitching hips to keep them still. You threw your head back as he kept the assault up, adoring how his tongue circled and flicked your clit just the way you liked.
Thanks to his earlier ministrations, you were already close to cumming. You could feel it building deep within you, that coil pulling taut and making your toes curl.
“Ayato, I’m close!”
“Then cum.” He breathed the two words against your pussy before diving right back in.
A few moments later and you were cumming, back bowing and Ayato’s name flowing from your mouth. You ground against his face as you let go, not able to stop the movement of your hips even if you wanted to. He let you ride out your high until you collapsed back on to the bed to rest and breathe.
“You’re so gorgeous,” came Thoma’s voice, quivering and soft, highlighted with bated lust. “So sexy and stunning. I-I want… I wanna…”
He gulped hard and you looked over at him. The tip of his cock was an angry, bright red, dribbling precum like it had a stopper loose. His chest was rising and falling dramatically, inching closer to you.
“What do you want, Thoma?” Ayato questioned, moving out from between your legs to your side. He spread your lips once again, making both yours and Thoma’s breaths stutter. “Do you wish to taste her as well?”
He nodded, straining length back in his hand and stroking. He made no move towards you, however and you couldn’t stop the disappointment that showed on your face.
Ayato took over your line of sight with his body once again, lining himself up with your entrance. “Do not falter, Thoma. Or you’ll lose your chance.”
“But Young Mas—“
Whatever else Thoma had to say went in one ear and out the other. Ayato slammed into you, setting a fast pace just like he did with his fingers. Your mouth hung open, mewling and moaning for him. He fucked you fast and hard, grasping the back of your knees and pushing them forwards as far as your body would allow. He leaned forward with you, the new angle having him hitting deeper within you. He wasn’t as thick as Thoma looked but he had the oerfect upwards curve, making him slid against that spot that made you see stars.
“Listen to you,” Ayato’s voice drifted to you, curling around you deliciously. “You sound like a pretty songbird, singing the sweetest melodies. So beautiful, I could fuck you all night.”
“Please!” You cried out, clenching periodically around his thrusting cock. “Fuck, you’re so good. Feels so good!”
“That’s my line,” Ayato breathed a laugh that was quickly overtaken by a moan of his own. “You’re taking me so well. Love how you feel wrapped around my cock.”
You reached a hand down to your clit, circling it to get that last bit of pressure needed to cum around his length. You were already so close that it felt a bit shameful but fuck, it just felt so good and your cunt was clenching around his length and oh Gods you’re gonna cum any minute now—
Your hand was smacked away and Ayato leant back a bit. Just as you had glared down to let your frustration be known, a blob of blond hair was in your vision.
“Please, I-I can’t wait anymore.”
You opened your mouth to question Thoma, to ask him what he was doing. You soon figured out when you felt a tongue on your hardened clit, warm heat enveloping the nub.
“Finally decided to join the fray, hm?” Ayato’s question was obviously rhetorical, a hint of amusement in his tone. “Be my guest~”
Ayato went back to thrusting into you, careful not to hit Thoma’s face. Thoma’s form blocked out the sight of Ayato entering you over and over again since he was coming in from the side but you could hardly care at the moment. Having Thoma finally, finally touch you in one of the many ways you’ve been wanting did wonders for you.
You came hard, mouth wide open in a silent scream of pleasure, eyes squeezed shut. Ayato and Thoma didn’t stop what they were doing to you, keeping you riding out your sudden high. You cried out when you came down, hips trying to twitch about but Thoma was holding them down. He kept laving at your overly sensitive clit, slurping the whole thing into his mouth as if he were starved. Ayato’s thursting slowed down marginally, thankfully, keeping your mind still tethered to your body if only for now.
“Ayato! Thoma! Fuuuck!” Your spasming pussy felt abused but in the most delicious way you’ve ever experienced. “I— I can’t think.”
“Good.” Came Ayato’s reply.
Thoma finally backed off then, smacking his lips to get as much if your taste as possible. You cracked your eyes open, catching Ayato pulling Thoma in for a sloppy kiss. He went back to thrusting into you as the kiss went on, still pressing down on your trembling thighs to keep you in place. You could do nothing but voice your pleasure, crying out and shaking like a leaf as you took all that was given to you. It was euphoric, in all honesty, how they made you feel, what they let you see.
Ayato slapped Thoma’s hand away from his shaft to grip and jerk him off himself. Thoma moaned high and sweet into his mouth, hips canting forward and gripping Ayto’s shoulders so hard his knuckles went white.
“You’re close?” Ayato asked Thoma in between kisses, his own voice shaky. “Wanna cum?”
“Yesss!”
“Give it to your girlfriend.”
Thoma scrambled out of Ayto’s grasp, going to your face and unceremoniously shoving his cock into your mouth. You were just quick enough to keep your teeth out of the way as he gripped the top of your skull, thrusting just twice into your mouth before he finally came. He shouted as the pleasure washed over him, his cum shooting in hit ropes into your waiting mouth. He was a little salty, but bearable. You suckled at what all was in your mouth, feeling how his cock pulsed on your tongue with each suck. If you hadn’t just orgasmed, this would have been enough to push you over the edge.
Apparently, it was enough for Ayato. He grunted, pulling out and jerking himself off so quickly his hand was a blur. A second later and he, too, reached his climax. His cum was as hot as the seed that sat on your tongue, launching up in a weak arc to land across your body, leaving heated trails everywhere it touched down.
Thoma pulled out of your mouth as Ayato slouched over some. You swallowed all of your boyfriend’s seed, savoring in how it glided so easily down your throat.
Nothing but the sound of labored breathing was heard after that as everyone tried ton regain their senses. Sweat was cooling on your skin and you closed your eyes, sleep trying to clutch at you.
“My love? May we try something else?”
You peeked an eye open up at Thoma, seeing his flushed face come into view. He caught your eye for but a moment before glancing away.
“I’m still, uh, hard. C-can I enter you?”
You smiled brightly despite the exhaustion that clung to you. That was what you were wanting the most after all. “Of course.”
He beamed at you, the sight making your heart do flips in your chest. “Thank you! Um, can you turn over…”
Thoma helped you get into position. You ended up on your hands and knees, Thoma lining his hard cock up to your still sopping pussy. Ayato made his way in front of you, pretty dick bobbing in your face, shiny with your juices.
“Both?” You questioned, glancing back at your boyfriend.
“If that’s ok?” Thoma brought his shoulders up as if he could hide in them, grin sheepish. “I’d really like it this way.”
You nodded, agreeing. You think you’ll like it, too.
“Then lets not waste anymore time,” Ayato spoke in that lovely voice, tip at your lips. “Open wide, beautiful.”
Ayato slipped into your mouth at the same time Thoma slid into your cunt. You moaned, the thick shaft spreading you open more than Ayato did. They both hilted themselves inside you, groaning at the feeling.
Then, after a beat, they started thrusting into you. Your eyes rolled back at the influx of pleasure. You struggled to keep up with their pace, trying to slurp along Ayato’s cock and throw your hips back against Thoma’s at the same time. You couldn’t speak, moans vibrating in your mouth as both men railed you as they saw fit.
“Feels so good, fuck!” Thoma’s moans were loud, his oent up desire finally flooding out in how he fucked you hard and fast. “Baby, you’re perfect. So fucking perfect, so fucking hot, so fucking tight.“
“Yess,” Ayato groaned out, hands digging into your hair. “She’s so good for us. Taking our cocks so well like she was made for it. Such a good girl.”
Thoma’s balls smacked against your clit with each thrust, Ayato’s hitting the underside of your chin. They kept it up for quite some time even after you reached another climax, fucking your body as if you were their lifeline. You felt as if you were going to implode and crumble away at once, hands scrambling against the sheets in an effort to keep yourself sane because if you left as if for a moment longer you were sure to lose your sanity.
Fortunately for you, they were getting close. Their rhythms were getting sloppy, the lewd sound of being fucked at both ends sounding off in the room, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Life itself seemed to be forced to a stop as they moaned and grunted their ways to their respective climaxes.
Ayato came first. He pulled out of your mouth with a pop! and shot his load onto your face. It was just as hot as before and you stuck your tongue out to catch as much as possible.
“Gonna cum, gonna cum!”
Then it was Thoma’s turn. He slammed himself balls deep into you, filling your abused pussy up with his seed, keeping you pulled back against him by the hips. He was digging in with his fingers so tightly he was sure to leave bruises in their shape. You couldn’t find it in you to care at the moment, too busy wailing as Thoma finished cumming inside you.
He pulled out and his load slipped out with it. All three of you collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty, dirty heap. In any other situation, you were sure you would be mortified at getting cum in Kamisato Ayato’s sheets but right then you didn’t care.
The two men maneuvered you under the covers, cuddling up to you on either side. They didn’t complain about their cum getting everywhere so you didn’t either and instead just enjoyed their embrace, exhausted body finally feeling content.
“I love you, baby,” Thoma whispered into your forehead, planting a kiss there.
“I love you, too, Thoma.”
“This was such a lovely experience.” Ayato piped up. “I do hope there will be a repeat in the future?”
You and Thoma glanced at each other before nodding, agreeing.
“Ah, I’m glad to hear it and I’m looking forward to it. For now, let us rest.”
Everyone seemed in agreement and jointly pressed closer, finding comfort in the sharing embraces. You think being shared between them in the future would most definitely work out.
…
“Oh, and you both will have tomorrow off. Do whatever you’d like with your free time.”
Yeah, you could get used to this.