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Keralis tops Xisuma and Evil X

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“Let’s add a little more spice into the situation, hmm?”

 

Evil X tends to tune out 80-90% of anything that Keralis ever says in bed, mostly out of self-defense so he won’t fall out of his headspace by laughing, so he doesn’t think anything of it until Xisuma’s startled flinch tries to pull him out of X’s throat. There’s a tricky moment where X tries to figure out if he’s about to be kneed in the face and then Xisuma makes a noise that X hasn’t heard before, climbing an octave in a gasp that he bites down into a shivering groan.

 

X tries to side-eye upwards to see what’s going on, but all he gets is the plane of scars and trail of hair over Xisuma’s chest as he curls forward. A couple seconds of straining to see is giving him a headache, and he can’t see Xisuma’s face so he elects to close his eyes and imagine it instead. Not tears (not yet) from the sound of things, but his breath is fast, panting. Something wet drips and Keralis makes a cooing noise as Xisuma cries out again. Every second he seems closer to breaking. Evil X squirms now, trying to pull back enough to see what’s going on.

 

The two of them are still tied where Keralis locked the gag to the harness, so it doesn’t let him see anything but it jerks Xisuma, whose legs wobble at the pull, and then X’s view includes a thick arm and fingers pressing into the plush of his twin's stomach as Keralis holds him up. The arm drifts up and down, stroking soothingly over the trail of hair to where Evil X is attached.

 

“Oops-there we go Shashwam. Nice and steady. Is Papa K being too mean for you?” Keralis croons.

 

Xisuma manages an incredibly broken noise, and a shift that might be a head shake.

 

“No no Papa K, please”

 

“Pretty boy, being so sweet for me. Does it hurt? Tell me.” Keralis is still stroking over X’s chest and just ignoring his other sub. Evil X squints up at the blurry field of tan skin and makes a complaining noise. Keralis reaches a hand down to flick his ear but keeps crooning at Xisuma. X jumps at the touch. Where Keralis’s hand landed there’s a wet spot. As he struggles to listen to what is going on above him, the spot begins to warm, tingling. So that’s what was making Xisuma cry like that.

 

“Yesss, Keralis please please” Xisuma hisses, seemingly through his teeth, at whatever is going on with Keralis's other hand. He shifts again, this time arching forward with another little noise that breaks on a yelp as Keralis smacks a hand over his flank.

 

“Mm, naughty boy.” the hand comes back up, “What do you do when your Papa gives you an order”

 

“Sorry-ah sorry” Xisuma is moving more and more, he’s started to shift his weight from foot to foot.

 

Not being included is annoying. Evil X is here too. He wants to see what a wreck Keralis is making of his twin. The options for getting attention are limited right now, so he elects to poke around until his tongue lands on the underside of Xisuma’s cock, carefully drawing the tip up the slit to find the welling precum and then slowly lapping at it. It’s clumsy, and he can’t speed up without losing rhythm but Xisuma chokes on his own spit and then starts begging in earnest.

 

“Oh void-ah yes please mmmph” he cuts himself off again, or maybe Keralis cuts him off this time. Keralis continues to ignore Evil X in favor of his twin, clucking his tongue. There’s a smack and Xisuma cries out again.

 

“Are you trying to be disobedient?” Keralis asks. “Trying to make your Papa hurt you?”

 

“No, no, please, it’s burning K I can’t I can’t-

 

“I am very distracting right now, so I guess I can’t be too mad at you, hmm Shashwam?”

 

He’s not the only distracting one right now. X decides to risk losing the rhythm and starts flicking his tongue up and down, pressing in as much as he’s able. It gets another jerk of Xisuma’s hips, which only moves the two of them without pushing X any further down or moving him away from his torture of choice. Keralis seems to finally catch on that the very gorgeous man he’s ignoring is also present in the scene, which he indicates with an exaggerated noise of interest. X rolls his eyes, safe behind the hair fallen over his face.

 

“Oh? Is someone having fun down there?” Xisuma is too busy trying not to swallow his own tongue to answer. X manages to pin the head of his cock against the soft palate and start rubbing, venting frustration against his clone with pinpoint pressure. Xisuma’s thigh jerks, his knee bumping into X’s shoulder. Keralis chuckles then X jumps as a weight presses up against his temple, a hand slowly pushing his hair away from his face. He holds back the shiver at the tingling of Keralis stroking his scalp, pushing sweaty hair away from his cheek.

 

“Don’t worry” Keralis is still hanging over Xisuma’s shoulder, they aren’t alone or anything but something about the way the bastard is speaking feels so intimate. Like it’s just the two of them. Like Xisuma really is just a toy between them. “I haven’t forgotten about you, gorgeous boy. Do you want to be good for your Papa?”

 

X has to stop sucking in order to make his answer clear, causing Xisuma to slump like a drama queen. Its hard to make a scoffing noise while trying to vacuum a dick. Keralis laughs, genuine and amused over Xisuma’s ragged panting.

 

“No you don’t, do you? My naughty boy.”

 

Fuck him, he has no right to sound so fucking fond. His hand keeps stroking, and X can’t control his shiver this time. Because Keralis is a bastard he laughs at that too, and then scratches nails over his scalp.

 

“Maybe next time it will be you all pretty and red.” Like a reminder, Xisuma starts shifting his weight again. Without the distraction Keralis’s ‘spice’ is making itself known.

 

“Play nice and I might even put some on you, hungry boy. You like a little pain?”

 

“More than a little” Xisuma manages to gasp, with a half-laugh that breaks into a groan with the sound of shifting skin.

 

“You both pretend to be so different but really you’re the same.” Keralis says conversationally. Xisuma is panting again, ramping up in volume. “Can’t stand not being the center of attention. Well don’t worry. Papa K is going to take care of both of you. Now my pretty boys, Shashwam isn’t going to get a break until he comes, so you two better start working together.”

 

 

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