Chapter 1: Day 0: Before Suspension Week
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The day she had long since awaited for had finally arrived.
The quiet hum of the air conditioner gave way to light shivers, exhaled through lips that never dried - frequently coated and drizzled with a fine helping of her lovers’ saliva that the back of her hand would inevitably have to wipe off every now and then. She would often shuffle within the confines of the blanket she covered herself with - the cold sheets where her naked body laid itself onto didn't allow her to simply stay put in one position for long. Either her arms would move, or her body would simply shift from left to right. Yet one thing remained constant: her legs would move more often than any other part of her body.
She was simply resting - taking a light break after having just drank some warm water from the thermal tumbler gifted to her as a birthday present by her close friend, Sotheby. It cleared her throat from the aftertaste of arousal, with a hint of iron sprinkled in from all the bitemarks both she and her cute crimson-eyed devil would often grant to the emerald-eyed angel.
Her exhales were released with power - stemming from exhaustion and the need to recover within the totally-not-at-all-unfair time constraint of five minutes before she would either have to drag herself back into “battle”, or be dragged into it by both of her needy girlfriends, who were both very much eager to be given yet another taste of her various fluids. Blood, spit, cum, it didn't matter. As long as pleasure was to be derived, they would both gladly drain her of all of her essence until she were to look like that one meme that their other lover showed to them a few months ago about an apparent alien found in Mexico.
Speaking of their other lover… she was beginning to worry. “Where could she be…” She crawled her way towards the bedside desk to grab her phone - passing by her lovers beside her who were…
“Ahh~! F-Fuck- argh~! Sonetto~!!”
“M-Mh-!”
…very much enjoying each other's company.
“Hah…” Sighing herself back to her spot, a swift and nearly-inaudible tick grazed her field of hearing - generated once her thumb pressed onto the power button. Once the screen flashed its colors, she unlocked her phone through fingerprint recognition and began drafting out a follow-up text for her lover with eyes hued like sweet sweet honey… Just the thought of them made her feel all warm inside. She always loved it when she would be thrusted into by her - to be pinned down onto sweat-kissed sheets as her lover's cock kept pumping in and out of her.
“Hey, you're missing out on the fun…”
It didn't take long for her to press send. Her message was simple, direct. With the playful undertone and the ellipses at the end both conveying the other reason as to why she was texting Regulus in the first place. She wanted the amber-eyed girl to simply join her in bed… and also serve as backup since she was getting double-teamed and drained of more than just her energy. Truly; a marathon, thirty minutes spent running on a treadmill with no breaks, no other endurance workout could beat having to deal with a surprisingly-needy council vice president and the resident flirt of her block with a massive, yet controllable sex drive.
She then opened the university’s official portal to check the group chat created for one of her subjects. Her current professor for said subject is the ever-eccentric and, dare did anyone say, mad scientist that graduated from the very same university she was attending: Doctor Medicine Pocket, otherwise known as and referred to by their students: Doc MedPoc. Being the fun, quirky, and surprisingly reliable person that they were, it was only natural that they would gain plenty of rapport with their students. They would have even been Vertin's favorite professor… if she hadn't developed a mini-crush on another professor with blue hair and a fixation with snakes. To her defense, Ms. Hissabeth was every university student’s dream professor. Gorgeous + affably-lenient + gives reasonably easy, yet challenging tasks: it’s an equation to make every student shed tears of joy instead of pure terror like the norm.
The mad doctor had just made an early announcement regarding their class for the following days - stating that no matter what the administrators will announce tomorrow, they would still suspend their classes for the following week due to the bad weather. That, coupled with a follow-up message that stated deadlines and midterms would also be moved until the week after the following week, was enough to put a smile on Vertin's fatigued visage. Almost everyone reacted with heart emojis and wished them safety, with Vertin having been included just now as she joined the heart-emotes committee.
But just as she finished giving her professor's message the emoticon, her phone vibrated: it was a text from Regulus…
“I know you three’ll still be at it when I get back”
Her fainting blush resurrected its lovely hue as she read her lover's prediction. The smile on her face grew flustered as she began writing a response.
“I don't think I'll still be at it by then…”
“Heh, can't handle those two on your own?”
“They’re relentless!”
“Haha! How many shots did you fire away at them already?”
“...3”
“And when did you lot start?”
“Around 40 minutes ago…”
“...Mate, learn how to last longer ffs!”
“Is that even possible when they just keep going without giving me any breaks?”
“Well- what'd you expect!? This ain't a workout. They aren't just gonna let you take a breather after you cum nah they're gonna drain you off! Especially Schneider”
“Pft-”
Light chuckles threatened to escape her curved lips.
“As if you're any better than me”
“Oi! What's that supposed to mean!?”
“You act all cool at the start, then you start whimpering and pleading for Sonetto to stop whenever she sucks you off some more!”
“That's… I haven't a clue what you're on about”
Vertin could clearly envision the blush forming on Regulus’ cheeks, so clear that she could almost see it: the guilty, pouty look as she tried so desperately to deny the embarrassing truth. That's just Regulus for her, Schneider, and Sonetto. Cool at first and will definitely not allow herself to be topped, yet will eventually be topped once she gets all tired out and limp. All the smug courage she had from all the starting dirty-talk and foreplay were simply defenestrated once she passed her limit/came for the first time.
“Remember our first anniversary?”
Her gentle smile turned into a sly grin as she ought to tease the wannabe pirate captain. And the smile only widened as she read the responses that followed.
“...fuck you”
“Let’s see… Didn’t you start crying when Sonetto wouldn’t stop riding you?”
“Alright! I get it! Stop making me blush in front of Sotheby!”
“Speaking of, how’s the review?”
“She’s still a bit rough here and there, but she's getting the hang of it. She's nearly done with the problem set Schneider made for her”
And the light chuckle finally escaped - brushing past her two lovers’ ears as the sounds of their own moans overshadowed the silent huff of joy she released… and speaking of her two lovers, Schneider had just peaked. Sonetto brought her over the edge, and now she's merely recovering - her tongue and lips being claimed by the very same green-eyed angel that laid atop of her. With her arms wrapped around Sonetto's back, she allowed herself to be at the receiving end of the pleasure - an act that she would only do for whenever Sonetto would be the one instigating her lust.
As much as the view of her lovers indulging in each other's essence turned her on, it also made her slightly worried. Now that Sonetto made Schneider climax, it was only natural that the naughty angel would then transfer her attention towards her. And she still has yet to recover.
“Does that nean tou'll get here doon)”
She gulped as the hastily-typed message was sent.
“Lmao yeah. Around 15 minutes and I'll be there”
“Please hurry!”
“Vertin…”
“S-Sonetto?” Her heart began racing as the owner of that name began crawling towards her - her visage showing every ounce of desire still dripping from her like the arousal from her slick pussy. Her emerald eyes still filled with unresolved lust as the edges of her lips trailed drool all the way down to her chin.
“Your five minutes are up…”
“I-I still have two!”
Sonetto then ripped the blankets off of her prey - exposing everything for her eyes to feast on. “I don't care.” she exclaimed - eyes focusing towards Vertin's still-erect cock as it twitched with either eagerness, or fear. And while she believed it to be the former, Vertin clearly knew it was the latter. As her heartbeat hastened with every inch claimed by Sonetto, her cock simply throbbed to the rhythm.
She knew she had no time to text her follow-up message, so she pressed the voicemail option. A plan that…
“Regulus! P-Please hurry, they're gonna- hey!” backfired quickly. Her phone was confiscated away from her mid-sentence. Luckily for her, however, Sonetto still had some semblance of mercy within her lusted-out state.
“Regulus… Vertin's not gonna last another hour without you… Hurry up.” a cutesy sound effect from the messaging app then followed - signalling that the voicemail was sent successfully. And it prompted her to slide the phone towards Schneider, who was still recovering from her eye-covering orgasm. “Now…”
“Sonetto…” anxious gasps, fast huffs of air, a pair of quivering lips… and her cock oozing precum. Vertin still wanted to take a breather, she was barely holding on despite the implications that her hardened dick was giving off. “I-I'm still-”
“Shut up… You know you want me~”
“Hngh…” Through softly-clenched teeth, her moans emitted shakily as Sonetto climbed atop of her - positioning herself so that her pussy was already teasing her lover's sensitive tip.
“H-hah… Sonetto…”
“Ah… Vertin~” And after a few more playful back-and-forths, she then descended…
“Hahh~!!”
as they both sang their desires in unison.
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“Hm? Voicemail?” Like a cat, curiosity overtook her sense of subtleness. So she pressed play…
“Regulus! P-Please hurry, they're gonna- he-”
“Fuck-!” a grave mistake. She stumbled to close her phone - even almost dropping it out of surprise before successfully shutting it off and placing it with an audible *thud* onto the low table that Sotheby owned so that she could experience the feeling of a kotatsu. And speaking off Sotheby, Regulus looked towards the girl just next to her. And all she saw…
“Hehe~” was a smug grin that served to relay an unspoken promise: “I am never letting this down-”
“...are you done?” Her question held a dual meaning: it was to refer towards the problem set, and also towards the mocking tone that the chuckle came with.
“Hmmmmm~? Yep!”
“Ugh… fuck me…” She groaned as both of her palms covered her face.
“Oh I'm sure that's gonna happen later~”
“Sotheby!” As much as she was embarrassed, the fact that Sotheby knew the more salacious meaning of that vulgar word generated worry that overwrote her shyness. “Where did you learn that?
“Hehe, Wattpad!”
“Oh no…”
Further pointers were given towards the rich green-loving gal, as well as a few reminders to steer away from the dark and smutty path of literature she found herself on. Whether or not Sotheby would listen, Regulus couldn’t exactly say anything about since… she was sure that the younger girl must have heard her and Schneider’s constant ramblings and discussions about their favorite Girl’s Love novel that they started reading on the aforementioned literature platform.
“...so, is it true!?”
“H-Huh?” Regulus was just about done packing up. The conversation between them had died down after she gave her studying advice to Sotheby after she had finished solving the problem… and the subsequent teasing - courtesy of Sotheby, of course. “Is what true…?”
“That you’re dating my big sister!?” She asked with stars for irises - with the “big sister” referring to a certain flirt with irises as red as Regulus' cheeks currently. While they weren't related by blood, their bond was what made them start referring to each other as sisters.
“Wh- What!?” She was glad she didn’t consider drinking from her glass first before beginning to pack up. “Who told you about that!?”
“Oh-ho-ho~ So it is true!”
“N-No… it’s… I-I…” Her awkward smile and the flustered stuttering that followed practically confirmed everything for the Sotheby. The grin that the younger girl started to beam towards her only made her all the more embarrassed. “We’re… uhmm…”
“Hmmm~?”
“...Yeah… W-Were dating- woah!” She then nearly jumped out of where she laid on the soft carpet when Sotheby leaned towards her - eyes beaming with so much curiosity and eagerness to learn more about the gossip that Regulus could've been blinded just by looking at them.
“How!?” She nearly screamed, “I-Isn’t Schneider with Vertin!? A-And Sonetto!? And how did you two get together!? And aren't you and Vertin a thing already!? And- and-”
“O-Okay, slow down…!”
“I can’t! I need to know!!”
“We uhh… We started dating when-”
Before she could go into some surface-level specifics, a familiar abrupt jingle that served as her ringtone then alarmed both girls. Regulus absent-mindedly picked her phone up once again and answered the video call that came from Schneider’s number.
“Hello?”
“Love, where are you~?”
“Still at Sotheby's; we’re just…” She stopped for a moment due to noticing Sotheby’s overly-cutesy and excited visage closing in on her blushing own, “...finishing up… I’ll be there soon.”
“Hurry~ Vertin’s struggling to keep Sonetto satisfied~ Lookie here~” The video then panned towards her two other lovers who were claiming each other’s lips as one continued to ride the other.
“Ghh-!” with a beep, the call ended with the same abruptness as when it began.
“O-Oh my…” Immediate redness then covered her milky-white cheeks as her hand covered her mouth that was slightly opened due to the… surprise.
“Sotheby…”
“Y-Yes…?”
“You didn’t see anything, r-right?” The question treaded a very thin line between being sarcastic, and being an act of pleading.
“Y-Yes… I was blind for five seconds, yes…”
“Good… Uhh…” The awkwardness was too surreal, even for the usually-eccentric tomboy. Starting a new conversation was practically impossible without accidentally letting a few stutters out here and there. Even Sotheby couldn't convey any more of her teaseful retorts - the amount of exposure she's had towards the aforementioned site for posting and reading stories wasn't enough to prepare her to almost see a glimpse of the “real thing” in person.
“...I need to go” So she opted to simply end their talk there for now. Clearly Sotheby was going to end up redder than Schneider's irises if she tried to tell her more of how she ended up dating the aforementioned succubus.
“Y-Yes! Of course… Thank you for tutoring me…”
“No problem. Just remember to brush up on statistics; you’re still struggling in that department.”
“Roger!” With a smile as bright and cheery as a firefly, she kindly walked with Regulus towards the door leading out of her deluxe dorm room - even going so far as to open the door for her good friend… and just as the door opened…
“Thanks- ahh you've got to be fu…” She then stopped herself and started a two sets of inhales and exhales - an act to stop herself from cussing even more in front of Sotheby. The first instance of the storm that was broadcast by various weather outlets that covered their area was finally here, and it couldn't have come at a worse time: Regulus was currently lacking a means to brave through it, lest she wanted to be drenched in rainwater once she got back to the building where her shared apartment with her lovers was. “Well! Ain't you a rat’s arse, ya cheeky muff…” She cursed at the wind - throwing insults sprinkled with a little more of her natural accent towards the sky and the drops of rain.
“Oooh, don’t worry! I have a few umbrellas you can borrow. C'mon!”
Now equipped with an umbrella, she promptly thanked the young noble before heading off towards her home. Once she got into the building, a simple elevator ride to the seventh floor, one of two reserved floors for the more grandiose rooms, was all it took for her to be nearly there. Her apartment was at the end of the hall, and while she did aim to get there as fast as she could, she wouldn’t do so without first visiting her bestest friend in the whole wide world.
“Oi! Lilya! Open up!”
“Go away!”
“The fuck do you mean “go away!?” You still owe me eight cans, ya drunk!”
…Bestest friends.
The loud thuds set upon her dorm neighbors’ door did hold some validity. A couple of weeks ago, she and Lilya held a little drinking session. Vertin and Druvis were also there, but were mostly just chatting with one another and taking small bites from the various bags of chips that were opened. With the alcohol in their system clouding their better judgement, they decided to play a little game of couple tag-team UNO! Lilya and Druvis versus Regulus and Vertin. The know-how of the makeshift gamemode was… messy… to put it lightly. Regulus, as well as Lilya, struggled to come up with the rules as to how the game would go, so it was up to the two who were still sober to go about it. By the end of the game, Regulus and Vertin ended up winning - leaving Lilya and Druvis (i.e., just Lilya) with a ten-beer-can debt to owe to the two.
“I don't have beer on me! Get it some time next week!”
“Heh- You!? Out of beer!? Ha! You must be even more mad than I thought if you think I'm gonna fall for that excuse! Now, open up!”
“No! Fuck you!”
“Give me my beers, you prick!” As their back-and-forth bantering continued on, Regulus contemplated whether or not to just go to her apartment first to grab the spare key that she was entrusted with by the blonde drunkard so she could have her confrontation, and hopefully her beers. She knew for an unmistakable fact that Lilya had the goods, she was just keen on consuming them before the light brown-haired Brit could notice.
She then decided that she would go with her plan if Lilya wouldn’t open up after her next barrage of thumps.
“If you don’t open this sodding door, I’m grabbing the spare key!”
“You won’t do it, idiotka!”
“Try me, ya daft tosser!” A new set of loud thumps was set to be emitted - the hand, balled into a fist, was ready to hit the expensive-looking piece of locked woodwork.
“Regulus?” But then, a voice as soft as an angel's called out to her. And if she didn't know any better, she would've mistaken her for one.
“A-Ah, Druvis! Welcome back!”
Rich, classy, and blessed with an aura that could only be described as monotonically gentle. Yet to her friends, she was humble and approachable - known to even crack a few jokes from time to time. With nigh-perfect grades, the title of President of the Student Council College Division, and a deep love for flora, she was one of two students who were in line to be given the title of their university’s “Étoille”, otherwise known as the star student of St. Pavlov - neck-and-neck only to her other friend with similarly-high grades. Vice-president of the same council, lead scriptwriter of the university's theater troupe, crowned “Best Poet” during the university's annual poetry event, and girlfriend to the most handsome girl to ever attend St. Pavlov University, the campus “Knight”: Vertin. It was none other than Sonetto. She and the orange-haired poet even started a friendly battle to see who gets the higher score whenever an exam would pass by, with the winner being owed boba milk tea by the loser. And while they both commended each other's efforts, their other friends in their circle were simply turning green out of envy.
To everyone, Druvis was practically perfect. Rumors even started spreading that she was eventually going to be married off to her being the daughter of a wealthy and powerful pair - her mother owning a large chain of famous electronics brands, and her father being the CEO of the most recommended construction company in the city. Funny enough, her mother is actually good friends with Sotheby's mother since they were friends since grade school.
The rumors were, surprisingly enough, false. While St. Pavlov University was certainly a notch in the belt of the list of the most prestigious universities in their city, there were still other choices that proved to be better for someone in her position. And yet, nevertheless, she chose St. Pavlov University, and her parents rolled with her choice because they are part of the one-percent of rich parents who simply wanted their child to be happy. Why did she choose that specific college? Because, on a fateful evening during her senior high school years, when a close friend of hers with deep navy-blue hair invited her over for a girls night out… or rather, in, because they weren't allowed to go out; she met her…
“Druvis’ there!?”
and when she found out that Lilya was planning on going for St. Pavlov's, she knew right then and there that that would be the university where she would spend her college years attending.
She had a refined taste in almost everything - clothing, winery, food, flowers, cars. However, when it came to her taste in women… in the wise words of Regulus when she first found out that Druvis and Lilya were a thing now: “...either you like your gals roughed up, or you're just pitying her.” To which, she laughed in response as her delinquent girlfriend proceeded to put the Radio Committee Host of their university in a chokehold.
“...are you here to pick up your beers?” Having heard the loud thumps as she was walking towards her apartment,
“H-heh, yeah. But your halfwit girlfriend's not opening the door… No offense.” Druvis gently sighed at this - her disappointment slowly creeping up.
“None taken…” Regulus stepped back to give space for Druvis to unlock the door. After grabbing her key from her purse, she promptly inserted it into the keyhole and twisted - unlocking the door… and subsequently granted the sight of Lilya panicking to hide her opened can of beer. Beer that was a hundred percent not hers.
“Uhh… H-Hey, baby…”
“...” The look that the unimpressed student council president gave towards her caught-in-4K girlfriend was so scarily potent even Regulus could feel it burning a hole through her soul.
“Oof, ya fucked up now, mate.”
“Shut the fu-”
“Lilya” With one mere mention of her name, exclaimed as the caller was on her way towards the door of the bedroom, was enough to send Lilya's confidence spiralling down into the garbage chute. “Please, give Regulus her beers.”
“O-Of course…” And with her request disguised as a command given, the aforementioned door was promptly opened, then closed and locked once she was on the other side - leaving the two bestest of friends alone in awkward silence.
“...ahh… shit.”
“Heh, you immediately made her pissed as soon as she got home and that's your reaction?”
“Shut up and help me with your damn beers…”
“Heh, after you made me wait and made me bang at your door for minutes like a maniac? Yeah, dream on.” The smugness in her voice and smile was then further granted a boost once she leaned back at a wall.
“Ugh… fine, wait there.”
“...better idea: I'll wait…” She started walking towards the couch where she presumed was Lilya's earlier drinking spot - with the placement of the already-opened one-quarter-empty can of cold beer acting as a definite guide. “ahh… right here… mhm ” she hummed as the softness of the couch satisfied her just right. And to add insult to Lilya's injury, she even grabbed the opened can and began drinking from it.
“...I swear; once I'm a pilot, I'm dropping you off at thirty thousand feet. Hands tied; no parachute.”
“Heh, sorry to shatter that dream of yours, hun’, but I prefer traveling by sea.”
“Fuck you.”
“I dare you.” The response then prompted Lilya to eye at Regulus and vice versa.
“...heh, you want me to fuck you?”
“I wouldn't mind...”
“...”
“...”
“...pft-” As they both laughed at their choice of humor, Lilya became more compliant. She knew that this was Regulus' way of cheering her up from the confrontation that happened with her girlfriend earlier; it was how she showed that she cared, and that she'd be there if more shit were to hit the fan with their current situation… and if she needed to "relieve" some stress. It wouldn’t be the first time. Whenever they would drink together, just the two of them, there was always a 40-50% chance that they would end up naked in bed - waking up in each other’s arms as they both shared the guilt that followed their immediate hangover.
Packing the beers into the beer rack was a bit of a trivia for Lilya. Where were the proper holes, and on which side was she supposed to insert the cans was what she thought about. Naturally, it took her some time - with every minute that passed further dissolving her pride like processed meat thrown into a vat of Aqua Regia. It took her so long, in fact, that Druvis was able to finish taking a shower and put on her thin and comfortable silky nightgown. The sound of the door to the bedroom being opened and subsequently closed made Lilya's heart skip a beat, but for the wrong reasons. It wasn't out of excitement - just utter fear.
“Regulus? You're still here?”
“Yep! Still here! Mate's fuckin’ strugglin’ over ther- oh my shit-” As Regulus aimed to follow the rules of a proper conversation and look towards the person she was explaining towards why her existence was still present within the room, she immediately looked at the opposite direction. What blessed her eyes was indeed Druvis - dressed like she was ready to let someone take off… whatever colored plastic wrap-thin dress she was wearing. And the fact that it is clearly translucent only at the chest region only made that lascivious fact even more apparent. And and the other fact that she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath fully solidified it for Regulus like concrete.
“Druvis… w-what are you wearing?”
“Hm? My nightgown.” She even had the gall to emit a slightly-confused hum before she provided an answer.
“N-Nightgown!? You call that a nightgown!?”
“I suppose the more-appropriate term would be lingerie…”
“Yeah, exactly! I'm still right here!”
“I don't mind you seeing me like this…” She confessed - a slight blush accompanying her gentle smile.
“W-Well- that's you! What about me!?”
“...do you mind?”
“...well- n-no. But still!”
“Hm~” The slight chuckle sent Regulus into a slight high - filled with nothing but pure flustered joy. And she only garnered a higher dosage once Druvis sat just beside her - her smile still present as she laid a hand onto her friend's thigh.
“U-Uhh…”
“Hey… be honest with me…”
“...Depends.”
“On what?”
“What you want me to be honest about… A-And I’m not gonna say how big I am…!”
“Hm~” Druvis giggled once more - her hand trailing towards her friend’s hand. “It’s… relevant, I suppose…”
“W-What are you planning to ask me…?” A final pause then occurred - signs of blushed hesitation and shyness overtaking her. And Regulus noticed; Druvis’ cheeks were nearly as red as hers was. The signs granted Regulus the decision to prepare herself to answer a potentially-risky query.
“...Have you and Lilya… y’know…”
“...If I say yes… Will you be angry…?
“No… Actually… I’ve wanted to do it with you as well…”
“H-HAARGH!?” The scream of pure shock and awe, almost like a growled-out screech, cracked through the silenced air. Even she was surprised by the howl she released - and Druvis was no exception.
“Hey, did something happen!?” Lilya asked from the battlefield that was the kitchen. The opposing sides? The Barents Witch (the name she uses for every game she plays) vs the Immovable Beer Rack.
“Nope! Nothing! Just get me my beers!”
“Alright, I’m almost done!” She exclaimed as she continued her suffering in the kitchen.
“I suppose I should've been less direct…”
“N-No… I appreciate your honesty… I'm flattered; really. But- You're seriously fine with that?”
“Of course. And I'm sure that Lilya would be as well.”
“...Well, she did talk about wanting to have a threesome with you…”
“R-Really!?” She asked - eyes sparkling stars like Sotheby before her. However, unlike the cute ball of slowly-being-tainted-by-fanfictions innocence, Druvis was blushing with a new, unspoken desire.
“Yeah… She was uhh… almost as ecstatic as you are when I said that I'd be fine with it…” She still couldn’t apprehend the fact that Druvis actually had a crush on her… Hell- a “crush” was already putting it lightly. Regardless, she kept her cool - not wanting to reveal just how embarrassingly-shy she actually was towards Druvis.
“Hm… That's good to know… A-Anyways…” With a new goal to shift the focus from her and back onto Regulus, she cleared her throat first before continuing. “I heard that you four are planning to… what's the word for it… shag? Till the end of next week? ”
“W-What!?” She exclaimed in disbelief “Uh- H-Haha… Where'd you hear that from?”
“Sonetto. That was her excuse to me when she said that she had to leave early…”
“Aha… what the hell, Sonetto…”
“Hm~” Another chuckle graced her ears. “She's quite… eccentric when it comes to sex, hm?”
“I think… that's putting it lightly.”
“Really…? Is she that wild in bed?”
“...I don ‘t think I should be talking about this… Actually- how do you know that she's a bit unhinged whenever she's in the mood!?’
“I got the idea from whenever we would exchange experiences; she would always make it seem like Schneider was the only other participant who would truly last until the end.”
Regulus gulped at this, “E-Experiences…?”
“Yes; experiences. Like… stories and stuff… about sex.” The revelation nearly caused her already-deteriorating confidence to collapse entirely. The feeling was like her friends witnessing videos of her recorded by her mum from when she was a baby doing random dumb things simply because she could.
“...D-Did she talk about… me…?”
“...Hm.” The hum wasn't an answer; it was simply a melodic noise. It came after a brief pause, followed by a forgiving smile that absolutely destroyed Regulus' pride.
“Don't “hm” me!!” Soft chuckles followed, along with light sounds of pats that were supposed to serve as playful punches.
“Hey, uhh, here's your beer.” Then, all of a sudden, from the depths of the kitchen emerged Lilya - with a hand carrying a beer rack filled with chilled beer cans, and hair looking like she fought something to get the beer rack instead of simply putting the beer cans into it. Even Druvis, who was pretending to be disappointed/angry towards her, couldn't hold in her shock.
“What… in Queen Marika's tits happened to you?”
“I uhh… I filled the beer rack.
“...I feel like you're lying. I feel like you fought something to get that.”
“Yeah; the fucking beer rack. Now,” She then walked with disillusionment towards her best friend before raising the beer rack towards her, “take it.”
“Heh; “four fingers!”” She laughed as she referenced an off-brand chocolate wafer - holding the beer rack by its handle and successfully garnering her owed beers.
“Shut the fuck up and leave.”
“Lilya.” Druvis verbally scolded.
“Y-Yes!?”
“Pft-” Laughter from the sea-fearing expert then ensued, and all that Lilya could do was stand there and take in more of the embarrassment. “Haahh… I-I don't mind her talking to me like that, by the way.”
“Still. Even if you are a close friend to us; what she did earlier is not how someone should treat a house guest.
“Ahaha… I sometimes forget that you care about etiquette and all that…”
“Merely a crucial part of my upbringing. Thankfully, it has prevailed. Otherwise…” She then eyed her girlfriend - her gaze softening as she remembered why Lilya was like this. “...it doesn't matter. What matters is that you have what you came for.”
“Eheh… yeah… A-Anyways, I should go now. Vertin might be drained of life at this rate.” As she stood up, so did the practically-exposed angel. She aimed to see her dear guest and friend out the door, but not before a cute and/or rather clumsy parting message.
“Have fun. And umm… Happy lovemaking…?”
“Please don't say that… You could've stopped at the “have fun” part.”
“Hm~” As Regulus stepped out of the door, she turned one last time to say goodbye to her close friends.
“Bye, mates! See y'all at the get-together at Sotheby's.”
“Of course; we’ll be there.” Druvis beamed her trademarked amazing smile towards the younger girl.
“Yeah, see you there.” Lilya waved as she bid her farewell towards her best friend - Regulus waving back to both of them gently.
After a soft thud and a click, the door was then closed - leaving the two alone to sort things out.
Druvis never bothered to give Lilya a mere glance. All she did was walk towards her and Lilya's bedroom - leaving the other golden-haired beauty all by herself to contemplate about her mistake. She truly did regret it, she had broken yet another promise to change for the better - for Druvis.
Walking back towards the living room, she noticed that something was off. The beer can she had opened earlier was missing… but she thought nothing of it. A part of her was glad even; she didn't want to see another can of beer for the remainder of this disastrous night. Which was why, when she turned the TV off and proceeded to also head for the bedroom to talk and apologize to her future wife, she was more or less shocked at the sight she witnessed.
It was Druvis, beautiful and elegant as ever, even when she was drinking her disappointments away. Somehow, she had managed to grab the now room-temperature can without Lilya noticing.
“Hahh… Lilya…”
“Yeah?”
“C’mere…”
Without a word, either through entropic obedience or the mood shifting from regrettable to desirable, she followed the command given to her. Slowly, she sauntered towards her girlfriend as she slowly stood up. And once she got close enough…
“Lilya…”
“M-mmph…” Her lips, quivering and a bit dried, met with Druvis’ licked ones in a convergence of reconciliation. Her arms slowly wrapped around her slightly-tipsy girlfriend’s waist as Druvis wrapped hers around her girlfriend's neck. Every second, every soft and abrupt gasp of air before going back in for another smooch, the subtle shifting of their hands along the lining of their clothes; all of it showed that there was really no divide between them. Even despite her persistent flaws, the love Druvis had for her would still prevail.
“Mhh…”
“H-Mmh…” She was then pushed down onto the bed as her girlfriend began crawling atop her - firmly resting on top of Lilya's crotch. And once she was comfortable, she chugged down the remnants of bitter liquid she stole - granting the future pilot a truly mesmerizing sight, one that was making the bulge in her shorts all the more uncomfortable to keep in. “Druvis…”
“Shut up…” And shut up, she did. She had no other choice, since she was subjected to another wondrous make out session - one that introduced their tongues in a fiery dance within a damp and slippery hall, one fueled by the flame of alcohol lasted and lasted long… so satisfyingly long… And it would have lasted even longer were it not for their doorbell suddenly ringing.
“Ahh… fuck…” She cursed - specifically at whoever just had to ruin their fun.
“Hm~ It must be her…”
“Who's… oh. Did you invite her over?”
“Yep~ I figured it would be nice for us three to catch up since she's been busy over at UMV…”
With a slight pep in her lusted step, she began her stride towards the door separating her from her other girlfriend…
“How fare thee, my love~?”
“Good~ Come in…”
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“Hah… Finally home…”
“Ahh~! Schneider~!!”
“Heh~ She really is getting her soul sucked away…” With the borrowed umbrella having dried already during her time at her friend's and future friend-with-great-benefits’ place, she placed it onto the umbrella rack near the door as she took her shoes off in favor of her comfy house slippers. As she aimed to march on towards the fridge to temporarily place the cans of beers she acquired…
“H-Hahh~!!” the sounds of Vertin's beautiful agony slipped out of the confines of their bedroom - continuing to fill the apartment in short, but very noticeable bursts.
“Geez… Shaggin’ like there's no tomorrow… Have some mercy on her…” As her cheeks began to redden and her boxers beginning to feel a bit tight, she opened the refrigerator door and readied herself to place each can into it one by one - chuckling at the view of two brand new and expensive-looking wine bottles at the top layer.
“Oh Yelena… Never short on juice, are we? We just finished a bottle last week…” She blushed at the tender memory. It was just her and Schneider - with the other two having had something important to do for each of their extracurriculars. With just the first glass, they were already robbing each other of the heated air that surrounded their romantic atmosphere. At the second glass, Regulus was already inside of her - pumping in and out, hard and deep as Schneider screamed her name. With lust invigorating both of them, and the quaint night lamp they got from Druvis both complementing the heat of the moment and providing sufficient-enough lighting.
“...Fuck…”
Once they were at the third glass, a tad bit of her cum had grazed the wine glass and hit Schneider's cheek. She sat upon the edge of the bed - legs opened wide as Schneider, on her knees, sucked her off. And as she took a slight break to drink from her glass, she left the task of pleasuring her girlfriend's cock to her hand. If only she knew that Regulus was already on the edge then… However, it did grant her a rather… messy idea… An idea that the radio host immediately shut down as she exclaimed: “I'm not cumming inside of a fucking wine glass! I'd rather fuck your throat till you start choking!” To which, Schneider stayed silent - blushed out and taken aback as she subsequently looked at Regulus with pleading eyes…
“Mhh… hrgh…”
And the fourth glass; she drank all on her own. She was already slightly drunk then; some of the red liquid spilled from the sides of her lips as she imbibed it with one hand, and the other grasped at a generous bit of curly hair as she thrusted back and forth into her girlfriend's throat mercilessly. Some of the wine even fell onto Schneider's hair akin to the drool that trailed down and dripped from the crimson-eyed’s chin and onto her thighs. But she didn't care, similar to how Schneider didn't care. Lust thoroughly washed over their entire system that night. Once she forced her entire length one last time into Schneider's throat, she didn't even take a bit of a break from her previous orgasm. She immediately carried Schneider and pinned her onto a wall before fucking the living daylights out of her - all while switching between claiming her girlfriend’s slick lips, and biting marking her neck until they began to show bruises and/or till she began to taste iron.
“H-Hoh fuck…”
The last remnants of the wine glass wasn't enough to fill a fifth glass. So instead, she poured it over Schneider's belly before sipping and licking it off. She even got a complaint from the tired seductress that she was only then doing foreplay, after the rough lovemaking session and once they were both already tired. She only laughed it off before kissing the cute complainer - embracing her afterwards as she gave one final “I love you…” to Schneider. The night ended there, and once they woke up, Sonetto and Vertin were just nonchalantly sleeping on the other smaller bed at the other side of the room - with a note left at the bedside desk that contained a single interrogative sentence, yet it was enough to make her even more of a blushing and embarrassed mess than she already was.
“Enjoyed the wine~?” The squiggly line was intentional - a dead giveaway that Vertin was responsible for writing it.
“F-Fuck…” The wonderful memory made having to squeeze out the remaining beer cans out of the clutches of the beer rack and into the fridge all the more harder. But that wasn't the only thing that was currently hard, “Great, now I'm as stiff as a plank… Why is it so fucking hard to get the cans out…? Now I feel bad for laughing at Lilya…” As she got another one of the cans out, something clicked…
“...Actually, why didn't she just use a plastic bag? Fucking twat…”
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“Argh~! Fuck- M-Mhh~!”
She prepared herself to face her three girlfriends. The mood had already gotten to her; the constant moans that Vertin screamed coupled with her earlier reminiscence of fucking Schneider silly had already made her cock as stiff and hard as a chair leg. She was eager to release it from the tight confines of her boxers and shorts - to start either thrusting into either one of the three who awaited her, or to be thrusted upon by the handsome gal being drained of her very soul. And as said gal released another shriek of pleasure, Regulus bit her lip - stifling a moan just from hearing her girlfriend sexually struggling…
The two pleasurists couldn't even hear the subtle twist of the doorknob being opened, nor the subsequent opening of the frame. They only noticed when Vertin almost squealed with joy when she saw the familiar figure emerge from the doorway.
“Regu- a-ah~!”
“Hm?” The collective hum of wonder was immediately given an answer, and their already-ecstatic hearts were then filled with even more ecstasy. It was indeed the owner of the cutted-off name; it was their other lover.
“Honey~!” The joy immediately steeped for Schneider - evident from her immediately abandoning her previous task of further tormenting Vertin with more than enough oxytocin to make her start frothing from the mouth. And in exchange, from her kneeled position, she brought herself up on her feet to give pirate-fanatic a warm and welcoming hug. “Welcome home~!”
“Geez h-heh, you missed me that much?”
“Hmmm…” The cute hum gave her the answer she was expecting.
“I was only gone for a few hours…”
“I don't care!”
“M-mm!” Without warning, her lips then tasted her lover's soft lips as they softly met hers. Somehow, despite Schneider having done that probably hundreds of times now, she still, somehow, couldn't get used to it…
“Mh~”
“Mhm…” However, as she felt Schneider's tongue starting to creep into her mouth and as her embrace began tightening, maybe she preferred it that way.
“Welcome back, Regulus.”
“Ah~” The sound of her green-eyed girlfriend's greeting made Schneider the kiss end prematurely - an inevitability that she predicted, yet she really didn't want to have to do it since… Regulus' kisses were just that addicting for her. But she wouldn't put her own desires first if it meant stopping her other lovers from satisfying theirs. “Ahh… H-Hello…” She greeted back - smile tinged with a hint of flustered awkwardness.
“...” Sonetto merely smiled as she leaned closer - her left arm wrapping around Regulus’ waist as her right wrapped around Schneider's.
“...You want a kiss too?”
“You ask me that but not Schneider?”
“W-Well, she stole one from me…” The cute retort made the red-eyed culprit giggle - an act that made both Regulus and Sonetto's hearts flutter even if their spotlighted view was technically on each other at the moment
“Then I suppose I should steal one too~”
“M-mmph…!” With a motion as swift as a swatting hand, Sonetto's lips smacked onto hers, with only the foreboding “still…” acting as her brief window to prepare herself. And unlike the seductress, Sonetto spent no time foreplaying her lips against her honey-eyed girlfriend's. She chose to pry them open with gargantuan ease with her tongue.
The act already triggered Regulus' first official set of moans for the night. Her eyes closed as she allowed Sonetto to fully imburse her into the realm of lust and libido that she was all-too-familiar with. Their kiss wasn't a match to see whoever's poise would last further, it was a display of submissiveness and dominance, for both kissers, and the one closely enjoying the view.
“Ah…”
“A-Ahh… hahh…” And once the kiss ended, Regulus was almost certain that she would be commanded to start undressing already. However, instead of following the outcome that never happened, she was instead taken aback.
“Were you drinking when you were at Sotheby's?”
“W-What!? I'd never!”
“Then why do I smell alcohol in your breath?” Caught red-handed. Thankfully for her though, she had a “valid” excuse.
“O-Oh! I visited Lilya and Druvis--it's why I wasn't home a lot earlier…”
“...was it to get your beers?”
“Yep!” The disappointed look she was then given made her slightly guilty. Regardless, she could only smile; and Sonetto couldn't hold onto the slight disappointment she received - not when such a cute smile was suddenly granted to her view by her cute tomboy. And her smile only grew as Regulus gave her another bubbly excuse.
“It's gonna be a long week! We might as well stock up, y'know!”
“That's not an excuse. It would've been better to know that you got home a lot later because you were buying ingredients to last the week…”
“You really trust me to do that? After what happened last time?”
“I-” Sonetto was about to retort. However she then remembered the event that Regulus was referring back to, an encounter that involved her somehow accidentally buying 10 cans of condensed milk rather than heavy cream. How that happened completely baffled Sonetto, who already had her baking utensils readied. But she managed to somehow create a sweet delicacy from it, and the entire thing became a sweet memory for them both, figuratively and literally. “...Hm~” She chuckled at the memory - her lifted mood granting her Regulus mercy from further interrogation. “Fair point; I'll forgive you this time…”
“Yes!” Her two girlfriends giggled at her excitement over beer. And after they were both hugged tightly one more time by her, she immediately pushed them off gently so she could proceed to greet her other other lover who… looked like she'd seen better days…
“...Mate?” She asked - bending slightly to pat the top of Vertin's head, “You alive?”
“...barely…”
“Aha… Sorry I couldn't get home quicker…”
“I-It's fine…” Regardless of her fatigue, she still raised her head to look at her savior - smiling after she filled her vision. “Welcome home…”
“Hm…” A quick peck was then granted to her. Regulus wanted more, but she figured that Vertin needed to rest up first. “There's beer in the fridge if you want some, though they're probably not cold yet…”
“I'll have some later… I'm too tired to get up…”
“Yeah, I can't tell…” She then looked down slightly - enough to let her eyes do the rest. “...you can still get it up, though~”
“I really wish it would just die down…”
“Aww… without letting me have a taste first~?” Something inside Vertin clicked just then, and it finally made her acknowledge one simple fact that made her feel betrayed:
“...you wouldn't.” Regulus wasn't there to help her…
“Oh… I would~” she was there to help her two other girlfriends.
“I-I need a break…!”
“You'll get it after I get a taste of you…”
“B-But-”
“Shh~” Regulus interrupted Vertin's plea before it could even get halfway out, “I promise, this'll be your last orgasm… for about an hour or two.”
“Ghh-!”
Laying herself down on her knees, abrupt moans then filled the room as her hand circled around Vertin's cock. She could feel the remnants of the abuse it went through before she arrived; covered in a mixture of spit, arousal, and the very cum it released. It only turned her on even more; it only made her want to prolong Vertin's suffering for more than just one more orgasm… but unlike Sonetto or Schneider, she was more forgiving.
“Argh~!”
“Mhh~” So she chose to give Vertin a quicker time spent amidst pleasure’s clutches and wrapped lips around Vertin's crown; and only her crown.
“F-Fuck~! Argh fuck~! Regulus~!” She was practically squealing - the pitch of the latter-half of her moans were shifted higher than her previous ones. It made her smile inside, and she even heard slight giggles coming from behind her… along with subsequent footsteps marching toward her…
“How did you make her scream like that…” Asked the ever-curious Sonetto as she knelt beside Regulus - Schneider mimicking soon after.
“Pwah… H-Heh, simple. I ju-”
“D-Don't tell her!” She begged - genuinely fearing for her sex life's future. And thinking about it for a second, she then realized how such a technique shouldn't fall into the hands (or rather lips) of the usual dominators in bed.
“Ehehe… O-On second thought… yeah, I won't say…”
“Why?” Sonetto asked once again, to which Schneider provided the perfect answer.
“Because she's afraid we'll use it on her as well~”
“Precisely… Now, mhh~”
“Gah~!” She placed her girlfriend's cock into her mouth once again, and this time, she didn't plan on letting go until the taste of cum was to grace her tastebuds.
Her technique was obvious for Schneider; omitting how she was managing to make convulsions inconsistently like a broken vibrator didn't stop Schneider from eventually figuring it out. Rhythmic undulations that stayed within Vertin's shaft - never passing the non-existent border she set for it. And all the while, her lips still encapsulated the tip as her tongue coated it thoroughly. Surely enough, the secret technique was no longer a secret, nor was it even a secret to begin with. It was simple: focus on the weak spot.
“She's already close~”
“Yeah… It's only been two minutes…”
The indicators were already there; her current status was being laid bare for everyone to feast their eyes on. Melodic, crescendoing moans and squeaks entertained the eager ears of those present to perceive their erotic rhythms. Quickening breaths, hands gripping sheets, drool threatening to leak out; every symptom of lust showing through Vertin's expressions made her spectators all the more excited, even if they had already seen her climax plenty of times already. Schneider was actively throwing sweet nothings point blank at Regulus' ear for encouragement, Sonetto was already getting antsy, and Vertin…
“A-Ah~!” had already peaked. She pulled her girlfriend's head all the way down as her hips attempted to thrust upwards - forcing her entire length into Regulus. Each rope had no other fate but to be swallowed by Regulus - an outcome that both parties desired.
“Urgh… *cough* argh… fuck- *cough* hahh…”
“H-hrgh…” A soft impact followed another deep exhale and the coughs of an irritated throat. Vertin, utterly fatigued, fell back into the sheets - arms spread and chest heaving in fast intervals.
“H-Haha~ Knockout!” Schneider yelled out jokingly as Sonetto could only chuckle.
“Are you okay, Regulus?”
“Heh… Y-Yeah, never better~” She licked her girlfriend's cock one last time and gave the tip a kiss before backing off. Vertin shuddered, but she knew that Regulus was only doing some slight clean up; she understood how overwhelming it can be if they continued on right after a climax.
“Regulus…” Amidst Schneider's seductive chuckles and Sonetto's antsy hums, Vertin's voice spoke out to her.
“Yeah? Need something?” She ascended towards Vertin after her answer - stopping as soon as her palm met the patch of sheets near and below Vertin's neck.
“Can you get me a can…?”
“Hm, later~” Descension then occurred, and her lips met Vertin's but briefly. “Let's eat first; I'm hungry.”
“Hm… yeah.”
“...”
“...”
The other two could only smile in silence as the sounds of kisses emitted from their girlfriends. They'd seen this happen plenty of times before - each time they would get the pleasure of seeing it, they'd always feel all warm inside. Witnessing their tomboyish image melt away as their kiss hypnotized them into going deeper, Schneider and Sonetto wouldn't dare disturb them.
“...We should prepare dinner.” Sonetto whispered.
“You read my mind~” They both then stood up - their knees shaking a bit from kneeling for a bit. Sonetto planned to grab both her and Schneider's clothes, but she was stopped by the very same person she wanted to convenience.
"Hey~" Schneider hummed as her arms circled around Sonetto's stomach. "I'd like to see you cook naked again~" She flirted - referring back to a memory where she somehow convinced her girlfriend to fulfill one of her desires and cook while only wearing an apron.
"N-Not a chance…" Through a blushed-out tone, Sonetto ultimately refused. Though the thought to go through with it and make Schneider all the more happier was certainly there.
"Aww… Why…?"
"We're having fried fish!"
"...I don't see the problem~"
"Do you want my skin to get constantly burned by oil!?" They continued their witty bantering for a few more seconds. Whenever they would do that, the sweet memories of them not quite getting along with each other would always present itself - back when they would constantly bicker and fight over who would get Vertin and such. However, like their joking around, their reminiscing would also have to wait.
"Hm?" Schneider turned her head towards where the familiar tone started emitting from. Letting go of her soft angel, she quickly picked her phone up to see the message. It was from the secretary of their university's Student Council Highschool Division, the rich and prideful French herself, Matilda.
"Hey, next week's classes are suspended for all levels, along with project submissions and other deadlines. There'll be an official announcement later, but I thought you'd like to know in advance. Stay safe, sister!"
"Thank you, hun~! Stay safe as well!"
"Heh~ I was right~"
"....is it Matilda?" Sonetto asked. Being part of the Journalism Department, Matilda always had a headstart when it came to suspensions and the like since her department was also in charge of informing the entire university of the news.
"Yeah~ She just informed me that I was right, and you were wrong~"
"Ugh…" The groan was understandable - Schneider was cute when she was smug. Nigh unbearable, but cute nonetheless. Earlier, Schneider had been saying that classes would eventually get cancelled because of the dual-storms approaching the area. Sonetto was glad that she didn't agree to betting against her; she would've had to treat Schneider out to dinner otherwise… which she would've done either way once the storms had finally passed.
“Haha~ Now, come on! I'm starving as well!”
“Hey! Our clothes!”
“Mhh~”
“Hm~”
Their nightly indulgence would halt there for now - stopped through their bodies craving for more than mere liquids. As Sonetto scrambled to grab her and Schneider's clothes and as Vertin and Regulus continued to make out in their own little world filled with lust, the night would continue on. And as the rain inched closer and closer, the government, as well as the Journalism Department of St. Pavlov had finally issued out their official warning - serving as yet another text given to everyone's phones. A more blaring one at that, but rightly so.
Chapter 2: Day 1, Part 1: Dinner and Movie Night Gone Right (Vertin x Schneider x Regulus x Sonetto)
Summary:
After Regulus' return, the quadrouple aimed to have dinner and a bath together. After that, a movie night. And after that...
Notes:
Imagine writing a sex scene so long you had to split it into two parts... Thing is: I've been doing that since my first ever fic eheh...
the "writing long sex scenes thing", not the "had to split it into two parts" bit
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Dinner was had - a beautifully-cooked fried dish that carried an aroma capable of making even someone already full begin to salivate. Served with a side of sauteed vegetables and hot mushroom soup - a rather odd combination that could only be thought of by the two Italians’ difference in cravings for the evening. The green-eyed wanted fish, the one still horny wanted… quote: “something hot and viscous to be poured down my throat~” Sonetto flicked her girlfriend's forehead for the inappropriate innuendo before giving her a brief scolding - one that Schneider easily escaped from through pinning the lecturing girl onto the kitchen’s island before smacking her lips upon hers as another session of making out took place at another inappropriate location.
They were both thankful that their two other girlfriends ceased their ‘eating of each other's faces off’ for the time being when they checked what the ruckus (a metal cup that fell as Sonetto instinctively placed her hand upon the counter for balance) was. If they hadn't, they would've just been there for minutes dripping spit from their chins and already getting their entrances slick - completely stuck in their own world as the mushroom soup and sauteed veggies they were still cooking turned into ash.
Safe to say, they were humbly kicked out of the kitchen as the two tomboys took the wheel - finishing up the dishes as Sonetto pushed her mischievous red-eyed lover back onto the bed with a happily-annoyed smirk before giving her smirker yet another deep mark on her neck. And they only stopped, both already topless and Sonetto already having two fingers inside of Schneider, once they were called by Regulus that dinner was already done… and after Regulus joined for one session.
The three were a mess when they got to the kitchen. Schneider was still practically naked - nipples hardened and coated with a slight bit of slobber as Regulus' cum seeped through her thin panties and down her thigh. Sonetto was blushing like crazy - only equipped with her hastily-worn oversized tank top and panties, with her left nipple showing due to the strap not even being hooked over her shoulder. And Regulus, much like Schneider, didn't even bother putting on a top. She only wore her shorts; and only her shorts. Her boxer-brief was still sitting at a random spot on the floor back in their room. Her cock was still hard and very much noticeably creating a bulge against the only piece of embroidered fabric she wore. And while all that was happening, Vertin was already nearing the end of her dinner - leaving Sonetto and Schneider dumbfounded as to why she didn't bother to wait for them.
As Regulus quietly sat upon her usual seat beside Vertin, Sonetto and Schneider had the gall to ask the tired ‘knight’ why she was already eating - the orange-haired cutie fixing up her tank top while at it. To which, she just gave them both a quiet side-glance that silently relayed a message: “did you really just ask me that after you spent the next 15 minutes fucking with the bedroom door wide open while I was already starving?” They heard nothing except the sounds of metal occasionally and softly scraping against an occupied plate, yet they knew that they couldn't exactly retort against whatever complaint Vertin had for them.
As the other three proceeded through their portions, Vertin finished first and opted to take a shower; a salacious thought came upon most of the remaining eaters sat upon the table - with Sonetto being the only one still with thoughts passable enough to be considered as “not impure”. She had wondered why they began eating at an accelerated pace - carefully and efficiently taking off and laying aside the bones of their portion of fish with out-of-nowhere haste. And when they were finished, veggies and all, she was only halfway done with her meal. It was then when she had realized why they chose to eat so fast…
“We're gonna join Vertin, hun~” Schneider started…
“Y-Yeah… She's uhh… She might need help since you two wore her out, y'know…?” and Regulus added in as the red-eyed manifestation of lust hummed in agreement. They both laid their plates into the sink before hurrying to grab their towels. Clearly they had ulterior motives.
Perhaps they were telling the truth; maybe they were just going to help Vertin wash… Or maybe, most likely, Regulus was going to pin Vertin to the wall as she'd insert her rock-hard member deep into the handsome one’s tight ass - all while Schneider fondled the thruster from behind as she whispered dirty words of encouragement to her… Or, perhaps, Schneider would simply provoke both of her bathmates’ lust - squatting down, legs spread far apart, as she'd hold both Vertin and Regulus' cocks and begin jerking them off while alternating her mouth from one cock to another.
No matter which outcome would end up happening, Sonetto wanted in. And she wanted in so badly. She finished her meal twice as fast as the other two did as soon as her previous wholesome thoughts of what she would get for her three girlfriends for Christmas turned into wanting to bathe with them. She felt left out - not appeased by being the only one left on the dinner table.
So as soon as she finished her portion, she laid her plate into the sink and immediately ran towards the master bedroom - already stripping off her oversized tank top as she did. She then took her panties off, grabbed her towel, and began walking towards the bathroom door in their room - cheeks getting hotter and hotter by the second. And as she neared it, she was already getting turned on - slight drippage already trailing on her thighs as her heartbeat accelerated…
“Mhmm~!”
“Mm~!!”
“Hrgh~!! Schneider…!”
Three voices, each different in tone, yet similar in circumstance. She opened the door only to be ignored for a hot minute. She watched the erotic scene unfolding in front of her. It wasn't either of the two scenarios she created in her head. Instead, it was something arguably more intimate, more… close.
Schneider was caught in the middle of the two tomboys - the handsome grey-green haired fucking her from the front while exchanging overflowing saliva with her as she held her leg up, and the quirky honey-eyed thrusting deep into her ass as she held her waist. And they were already committing to yet another synchronized orgasm akin to a sex scene in the only hentai Sonetto had ever watched (mainly because Regulus was the one that showed it to her) about a club of futanari girls…
And once all of them had reached the end of their echoey climax, they had then noticed the audience of one that witnessed all of them pass their edge… Yet they spoke no word, said no tease, gestured no invitation. They only huffed, out of breath and slightly dazed as the warm aura generated by the hot water only served to further drain them of fluids. And they all looked towards Sonetto with eyes filled with still-unquenched thirst - and all Sonetto could do was to blush as her body began to naturally prepare itself to join.
She hung her towel at the rack installed behind the door, where the other towels were. Then… she turned to see the two let Schneider go - their cocks twitching as they were freed from being inside of the smaller girl, who gasped as her right foot hit the wet ground. They were already prepared to please her - to grant her a pleasure that she'd already experienced more times than she could count, yet she would never grow tired of it. And while she was more than willing to lay herself at the mercy of her girlfriends’ experienced hands, she still couldn't help being the responsible one out of them…
“...Just… one round. I don't want any of you passing out in the bathroom again…”
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Their plan for the night wasn't to immediately head towards sex. They were actually planning a movie night. It had become a monthly, sometimes weekly event for just the four of them to do if they weren't that busy with their studies and organizations. It was their way to grow even closer towards each other despite already being negative-six-to-seven-inches close every other night. Sometimes every night if they really couldn't help it. Sonetto and Schneider were a tad jealous of their two tomboys because of that - only being able to be as close as how deep their fingers could reach into each other.
For this particular movie night, it was Schneider’s turn to pick what they would be watching; and she just had to pick a rather… non-kid-friendly show to binge. They had a rule for every “movie” night they would have. When it came to movies, they would only watch one before cleaning up their table in front of the sofa before going to bed to talk a bit about the movie before eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. When a series ends up getting picked, the typical number of episodes they would watch was 3 to 6 depending on the set runtime per episode. In this specific case, an anime was picked by the lustful seductress… The main plot of the anime was about a typical quiet girl who looked up to a trio of magical girls that protected her town from the forces of evil. She was then tricked by a cartoon mascot into becoming a villain whom, overtime, grew to accept and even love her new position as a perverted sadist whose love and adoration for magical girls grew beyond whips and BDSM.
They were all tired. Cum was still leaking out of Schneider and Sonetto as they both drank some wine on one glass, and cold water on another. Vertin and Regulus were trying their best to reabsorb some of the necessary liquids they lost trying to please their girlfriends and each other amidst warmed humidity. They were also drinking cold water, but their choice of poison for the night would be the cold cans of beer that Lilya generously gave (owed) to them and arduously inserted into the wicked beer rack instead of just making her life easier by putting it in a plastic bag.
In fact, they were all so heated that all of them were topless. Vertin had one-half of her pajamas on while Regulus wore some comfy shorts that reached all the way to just above her knees. Sonetto wore a rather tight jersey shorts that Schneider bought for her. It perfectly showcased the curves of her ass that she’d typically and obviously hide. And while she wanted to wear panties underneath, Vertin stopped her - stating that she genuinely didn't need it bacause… well, it would just get removed hours later and they'd all end up on the bed naked. Last was Schneider… whom simply wore the bottom-half of her velvety lingerie… which was just her lacey panties… that had a hole in the middle… that was intentionally left there by whoever designed it… for “functionality”. And its function worked perfectly.
Regulus had a bit of a laugh as she heard what they would be watching for the night as Vertin and Sonetto, ever the more “innocent” ones in their four-way relationship, sat in blushed-out silence. And once the movie night officially started… it was all uphill from there.
They were already horny. Before their snacks and drinks were prepared, even before they were dressing up lazily, they were all already wanting to pin each other down onto the bed and start going to town until morning. But they prevailed through their heated desires for the sake of their genuine love for each other, and not just the love they had for each other's touch. So, still dazed by the effects of forty minutes spent fucking in the bathroom and the passive effect of seeing each other's exposed chests, they proceeded on with the movie night…
They didn't get through the first episode. They didn't even get through the first erotic scene of the damn anime.
Schneider was already committing to clandestine touching - trying her best to nonchalantly finger herself as both Sonetto and Regulus leaned upon her. She looked to her left to see Sonetto's cute breasts - nipples already hard from the cold air courtesy of the air conditioning unit. Then, she looked to her right to see a bulge once again forming against her cute tomboy's shorts as the scene where the main character was spanking the three magical girls began. She was surrounded by stimuli meant to provoke her libido - and it made her shameless march to try and relieve it… before a hand then laid upon her soft thigh.
The episode was paused indefinitely… or until the tv they watched it from began its shutdown protocol due to inactivity. Her fingers were removed from her entrance - a wet line forming that stuck from her pussy, to her middle fingertip. Regulus stood up before carrying her, princess-style, with ease. And as the other watched them disappear into the bedroom with reddened cheeks, they both decided to end the movie night there and followed suit… The chips they prepared garnered a few more days’ worth of shelf-time.
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“Ahn~ m-mm~!! Argh fuck~!!”
“Hmm~ m-mmph~”
It was already the next day - just almost passing its first hour. Schneider laid beside her three girlfriends. Her panties were already removed, laid at a random spot on the bed. And fresh cum was, once again, flowing out of both her pleasured entrances as she began fingering herself to the down-right pornographic sight of Regulus and Vertin doing the very same thing they had just done to her. Except this time, they were doing it to Sonetto.
Regulus laid at the bottom - her arms wrapped around Sonetto's upper back as her hips thrusted upwards. Vertin knelt behind her sinful angel - hands holding onto said angel's waist as she pumped in and out of her ass with lubricated ease. And whilst they both gradually gained more and more pleasure from fucking up their cute and tight girlfriend, Sonetto was already way past her limit. She had already reached climax more than 3 times - her throat hoarse from the groans of pleasure she screamed into the pillow just beside Regulus' ear. She even squirted once - covering Regulus' crotch. Yet she was granted no rest, and no mercy. If anything, it seemed that the two only began going faster and harder in terms of their constant thrusts. It turned her groans into screams. Tears and drool stained the pillow where Regulus rested her head upon. Her body began convulsing like crazy despite still not being in an orgasmic state. She gripped at the sheets below with enough strength to potentially rip it - her toes curled forcefully as well.
And once she came once again, the thrusts stopped. She heard cries of pure lust emitting beside and behind her before feeling something hot begin to fill up her insides. Another synchronized orgasm… one that left her completely overwhelmed. Broken even. She silently cried in Regulus' hold - the pleasure simply being too much for her to handle, especially for her supposed “first” session for the night. She wasn't the type to be fine going rough at the start; she wanted things slow at first - to be treated softly and with more compassion rather than lust. But with their earlier sex in the bathroom still influencing their movements, both Vertin and Regulus simply couldn't help losing themselves at how good their cute green-eyed’s tightness felt - leading them to double-team her prematurely when Regulus was supposed to be the only one inside of Sonetto, with Vertin still continuing to please the recovering seductress.
Schneider simply coerced her through sweet whispers - putting the handsome gal in a trance that she simply couldn't defy. And when she told her to go and fuck Sonetto, she simply obeyed… and the other two didn't say anything. They let Vertin do whatever she wanted. So when she asked if she could join in already. Regulus agreed… and neither of them bothered to wait for an answer from Sonetto; they already knew that she would act all defiant before eventually bending over…
“H-Hh… Yelena…”
“Hmm~”
Now, Sonetto was back on the bed - back against the sheets as Schneider laid upon her. She stifled her already-weak moans as she hugged the gentle seductress above her - legs shifting ever so slightly. Her thighs would instinctively close - a response from her chastity as a young woman being instigated by the hand whose fingers slowly rubbed against her slickened entrance. She felt so weak, so helpless, so embarrassed to be seen like that. It was times like that when she would understand how Regulus might feel whenever she would be the one pushing her past so many brinks.
“Mh… a-ah…”
“Is this slow enough, darling?” Schneider asked, and Sonetto could only moan in response. Her mind was still hazy with the overdose of pleasure she felt. Her lover's lovable accent, as well as her naturally seductive tone, didn't really help in relieving her of her haziness. “I can slow down further for you… Just tell me…”
“This… is fine… m-mm…!” She then shivered - her body acutely convulsing as the fingers pushed slightly into her. “Yelena…!”
“Hm~ Hahh…” The sigh after her chuckle came with a disappointed side-glance towards the two guilty tomboys that were still going at it rough - with Regulus shoving her cock deep into Vertin as the latter's cock bounced from the constant impacts. “You two… need to work on your restraints.”
“We’ve said- argh~!! T-That we're sorry…! Fuck-! Regulus~!”
“Hrgh… Ah~ Mhh~! Vertin~”
“M-mmph-” Vertin wanted to elaborate on how sorry they both were, but she was silenced before she could mutter another word. Her lips were quieted by Regulus' own - tongues beginning to make contact once more in a heated dance within Vertin's mouth.
“Hmm~ We have such energetic girlfriends… Wouldn't you agree, my love~?”
“H-hh~!” Sonetto convulsed once again as she felt two fingers enter her. Haste was not present, it was agonizingly slow. And it never stopped going into her until it could no longer go any further. “Yelena~”
“So cute… I love you so much, Sonetto…” With the confession that she's made towards Sonetto so many times now, she gave her angel a kiss - one filled with love and adoration. And as she claimed her girlfriend's lips, she could feel her little angel tremble more - a clear indication of her nearing another climax. And thankfully so, once she had reached it, it was gentle, soothing, comforting, smooth even - like fine wine aged to perfection. Sonetto's hold on her girlfriend tightened to a comfortable degree - arms now fully wrapping across Schneider's waist as her thighs closed as far as they could. The seductress’ hand, if it were to be granted emotions, would have cried tears of joy as it was gently crushed against the plumpness of Sonetto's inner thighs.
“M-Mhh… hrgh… Yelena…” Amidst her trembling breaths and quivering maw, she asked for her lover's attention as it weren't already focused towards her.
“Yes, my love?”
“Get off for a moment… I'll pour us another glass…”
“Hm… Nope~” The girl on top then got up from her prone position atop of Sonetto - sitting upon the latter's thighs as she pushed the girl below back onto the bed as she tried to get up. “Rest, love. I'll do it~”
“Hm… Thank you…” Sonetto was then given a smile - laced with the same amount of lust as the smiler’s eyes. As she felt the weight above her dissipate, she watched as Schneider went towards the table in the middle of their bedroom. Fearing that she would grow more and more of a pervert due to her eyes inevitably staring at Schneider's ass as she walked, she turned on her side - away from the alluring picture. Yet the view she was then granted was a lot more explicit - to the point where her hand subconsciously began trailing back onto her pussy and began rubbing…
“Hargh~! Regulus~!!” Vertin was still being thrusted into by the other tomboy in the room. She was already nearing zenith - her cock bouncing up and down as her hands gripped onto the forearms whose hands gripped her waist in return. It was unequal, the level of pleasure they were at. Regulus had just released another load into Vertin - filling her grey-haired girlfriend with its first helping of cum. And before that, Vertin had already made a mess on herself when she came after the 30th thrust granted to her by Regulus - her cock ejecting ropes upon ropes of cum onto her stomach and chest, with some landing onto her face and even less ending up in her mouth. Yet Regulus never stopped, and she never stopped her honey-eyed girlfriend. They both continued to drown themselves in pleasure even after their first orgasms were granted to one another.
“Hh- Ah- Hah- Ah- Hrgh…! Vertin… Ahh-!”
“Regulus~! Argh~!! Fuck~!” They both moaned and exhaled in fast instances - halted and hindered from going smooth by their thrusts. Regulus could feel Vertin attempting to thrust upwards as she reached another orgasm - her entire body convulsing like it was being weakly electrocuted. “A-Argh~!! Regulus~!!” And as she came, she felt a hand let go of her waist before encircling around her pulsating cock and subsequently jerking it - prolonging her eye-wattering orgasm as her voice broke. The cum that had already dried on her skin was then added upon as Regulus showed no sign of halting her jerking and thrusting anytime soon. Even after Vertin's orgasm had settled, even after the high had left the handsome girl's system, Regulus' need for release persisted as she kept abusing Vertin's pussy with her 7-inch cock.
"M-Mhh…" She already had two fingers inside of her as she watched the scene unfolding beside her shamelessly. Her lips parted slightly as Vertin's cries of pleasure reminded her of why she was weakened. She could still feel them - Vertin and Regulus' stiff and needy cocks pummeling her holes simultaneously. Sometimes in sync, most times one faster than the other. She could still feel Regullus’ arms around her back, and Vertin's hands planted on her waist and ass - occasionally smacking it and marking a red handprint upon her soft curves. She could still feel both of their cum slowly filling her up, how hot it felt inside her, how tired and overwhelmed she felt afterwards. But despite the tears she shed from the overstimulation, she still wanted more…
“My love~" But then, her salacious thoughts were interrupted by a touch on her back before being teased once again. "Shall I put this on the table for now~?”
"Mh…" She slowly sat up - fingers slowly sliding out of her, “Sorry…”
“For what~?”
“For… um…” She wanted to apologize for her shamelessness; she wasn't even being subtle with her self-touching. Yet her pride prevented her sentence's full emergence.
“Hm~” Schneider's giggle came with her handing Sonetto the half-filled wine glass. “Apologize to them, love. Not to me~” she teased the already-blushing angel before leaning in to give her a brief kiss...
Notes:
I need to learn how to write shorter sex scenes...
I'm sure you can guess what anime was being referenced eheh
Chapter 3: Day 1, Part 2: Emotional Overstimulation (Vertin x Schneider x Regulus x Sonetto)
Summary:
She couldn't be any happier...
Notes:
Screw being a two-parter; I somehow needed to split it into three parts...
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
2:57AM
The early morning went on as the four continued to please one another.
“Mmh~! Ahh~!! Sonetto~!” Schneider cried out in pure bliss as the owner of the moaned name forced her near another climax. The sinful angel held her thighs open - arms wrapped under and over as she granted her lover her long, experienced tongue. The sounds she made, along with the moans her lover made and the violent shuffling on the bed created by her other two lovers, mixed in imperfect harmony. It created a chaotic melody, filled with no rhythm nor time signature. Only dissonance - perfectly orchestrated dissonance. And they couldn't be any more happier with the resulting tune…
Her tongue glided across Schneider's slick pussy. She could feel the trembling on her seductress' thighs and hips grow stronger - her hold slipping as the softness wonderfully crushed her head from each side. She knew right then and there that Schneider had been pushed past the edge once again. It felt like hundreds, maybe even thousands of times that she had done this to her. Whenever Schneider would pull her into an unused room, down one of their university’s many fire escape stairs, into a high-end hotel’s bed, or simply into their bedroom, she'd always do this for her. It's become their routine - one they would only break if either Regulus or Vertin would be there to join them… or if both were there to participate.
“H-Hahh… Ahh fuck… Sonetto~”
“Mm…” The groan she released was one of unspoken pleading - one that held two different wishes that conflicted with one another: “Stop squeezing me…” and “Please don't stop squeezing me…”. Regardless, the former would be recognized, and the latter would be saved for a later date. “Hah… I could barely breathe…”
“Compared… h-hrgh… to whenever Regulus would choke you…? That's nothing~” She then became flustered at the tease Schneider granted her as a retort - her eyes briefly opening wide before lazing again and gazing towards her left peripheral. But they quickly locked back onto Schneider once she noticed that the seductress had a hand held out towards her - signalling her to help her up.
“T-That’s… different…” She whimpered, pulling her lover up - leaving her only a foot away from the seductress’ face.
“Hmm… yes… My thighs were only squishing your cute cheeks~” Her right cheek was then booped by Schneider, “But Regulus… hm~ she always loves to make you choke~ Who knew you were such a little masochist~?”
Like earlier, she began remembering about her salacious deeds - committed with dulled awareness, and her lust was the chemical that made her oxytocin feel like a neurotoxin. It was a heated night like any other. Vertin and Schneider were assigned to help out with Sotheby’s studies - subsequently also invited by the young rich gal to sleep in her deluxe dorm room since her review was going to take a while. Initially, she was scolding Regulus for not doing her pending assignments, especially since she had two due that night. She felt like she was also tutoring an underclassman - a whiney, uncooperative one at that. But then, she thought of an idea: operant conditioning. She bent down to whisper towards Regulus’ ear with the best seductive tone she could muster up.
“I’ll let you dominate me later if you finish your assignments~”
It was half-baked; she immediately cringed at herself for saying something so out-of-character, and with such a tone no less. Yet it was enough to make the pirate enthusiast flustered - with widened eyes and red-tinted cheeks. She went from whining about her math assignments being too complicated, to picking up her pen once more and locking in. No complaints, no fake-crying, she didn’t even seem like she was having trouble with solving equations that could make most college students bawl. She just rushed through all of them with nary a sweat - only slight finger and wrist fatigue once she was done. Skinner would have smiled at the display…
When she then handed her papers to Sonetto for the sake of maximizing her chances at a perfect score, it was Sonetto’s turn to widen her eyes; every answer was correct, and she was left speechless. She only scolded her happy tomboy for the clearly-hastened handwriting - essentially harnessing her inner tsundere.
After they had their dinner and slightly-prolonged bath, Regulus pushed her onto the bed when she wasn’t looking. As she turned to her girlfriend and faced her back against the cold sheets, Regulus was already climbing atop of her - a look of hunger in her eyes as she claimed the green-eyed’s lips before it could ever release a plea to calm down. When Sonetto attempted to calmly push her back by a little, she retaliated by pushing her middle and ring fingers against Sonetto’s misty entrance - surprising the angel and making her choke out a moan from gasping.
Sonetto saw a different side of Regulus that day, and she couldn’t tell whether it was too much for her to handle, or if she had found another reason to love her. Though she fell towards the latter hard.
She was bent over for most of their heated lovemaking session - taking backshots as she moaned like this was an everyday occurrence for her… which, it might as well be. And whenever she wasn’t exposing her ass for her honey-eyed girlfriend like a slut, she was plopped onto the bed and laid on her back - her thighs forcibly spread out as she was penetrated. All while Regulus thrusted as deep as she could physically go into her...
Neither cared if the other came. Sonetto’s voice simply continued to sing its sinful song as Regulus groaned into her melody like a scream complementing a symphonic voice. She wouldn’t stop; Sonetto wouldn’t stop her; Sonetto would simply comply with her orders. If she was ordered to bend over, she would. If she was ordered to straddle, she would ride Regulus like an equestrian. The smell of thick cum was so frequent to her that she couldn't even smell it anymore. She felt Regulus’ cock thrust into her for most-likely hundreds of times already, yet the pleasure she gained from it never lessened. Her body and mind, maybe even her spirit, simply became too tired to convey what she felt through moans and shakes.
Her body was abused, and she loved every second of it. She loved it when Regulus never gave her a break whenever she was practically begging for one, implicitly or explicitly. And when her girlfriend’s hand began gliding up from her chest and stopping once it reached her neck, she knew what was going to happen, and she could only thank Schneider for showing her an example. Once the pressure began and the hand on her neck tightened, lightheadedness became her immediate status. Her mind was already woozy - drunk and exposed to extreme lust for too long.
The addition of pain and the need to struggle granted her a brief moment of solace from the haziness in the form of adrenaline. She could no longer comply with her body’s constant and involuntary gasping. Her hands held onto Regulus’ forearm - grip tightening, like her choker’s hand. After mere seconds, tears began flowing down from her struggle for air. And yet, despite her apparent suffering, she never truly attempted to stop Regulus. The rocker just kept on thrusting into her, and all the angel did was take in every single bit of abuse that was to be thrusted into her - to keep bearing the pain inflicted by the hands and teeth of the one whom she loved. And she loved every moment of it…
When the next day came, they were cuddled into each other's arms - skin coated in sweat and marked with scratch and bite marks, with Sonetto having a faint red hand print around her neck. Ever since Schneider and Vertin returned to witness the aftermath of their extremely heated sex, they've never stopped teasing the two about it… I.e., they never stopped teasing Regulus about it.
“H-Hey… Yelena…” The memory dazed her - laid her out open for her libido to take hold of her next moves. But rather than her being the one to move, she wanted to be used - to be abused once again…
“Yes, my love?”
“Would you… um… choke… me…?” The shy request granted her an amused chuckle. And after that, another kiss…
“My pleasure~”
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2:57AM
“Hmmph~!! Mmph~!”
“Argh… fuck… so tight… argh~!”
“V-Ver…tin… mhmm~!”
With the tables now switched willingly, she was powerless.
Held down onto the bed, she groaned as she felt her insides constantly be filled and subsequently emptied of Vertin’s cock - still as hard as it could be despite already having released its thick seed for the umpteenth time this night. Whenever she tried to raise herself, even by just a little bit, she would immediately be pushed back down onto the pillow she was both hugging and moaning into.
Vertin was relentless. Her body was still overstimulated - same as Regulus’. Yet the key difference whenever they both would reach the same pleasured ground is: whoever is the one on top. The one in that position would naturally be granted a dose of adrenaline - enough to grant her a sufficient boost to endure the pleasure she would both have to give and receive. And this time, it was Vertin in that position - and the adrenaline was indeed there. Her heartbeat was twice fast as her crotch would hit Regulus’ cute ass - soft to the touch and overflowing amidst the palm of her girlfriends’ hands. A faint red mark was starting to form upon it - formed through the aforementioned exchange of hits.
“Vertin~!!” Truth be told, Regulus was already near another climax - one she didn’t exactly want to be granted with at the current moment due to her positioning. “Stop! Argh~! T-The bed!”
“I don’t care… F-Fuck~!”
“Ver- mrgh!”
“Shut up…” As soon as Regulus tried to get up, she was violently pushed back down again like she hadn't learned her lesson earlier - squishing the poor sweat-coated pillow beneath as Vertin fully rested atop of her. She felt so powerless now that she was forcibly pinned - her nose inhaling the pleasant smell embedded within the pillow’s foam as she buried her face into it from submissive embarrassment. And as her squeaks accelerated, crescendoed through Vertin going faster, her orgasm was finally reached…
“Hrgh~!!” She almost screamed into the pillow as her cock, sandwiched between her own skin and the bed, began pulsating. Vertin gave her a brief window to take in the wave of pleasure she was once again given - ceasing her erotic movements for a moment and allowing herself to rest as well… And after mere seconds…
“Hah… You done…?”
“W-What…!?” She was in disbelief; Vertin still wasn’t content. Despite the two Italian beauties wearing her out for more than an hour before she even got home, Vertin still had enough energy to overwhelm the now-sensitive pirate enthusiast.
“Regulus~”
“M-mmh… Vertin…” She whimpered as the weight of her handsome girlfriend pressed against her body - with Vertin’s chest, still covered with a light coating of her own cum and drizzled with sweat, making her cringe as she felt the mixture touched her skin.
“Don’t you love it when I’m inside you~?” She whispered as she closed in on Regulus’ ear - tone nearly matched with Schneider’s in terms of its seductive elements.
“Hh… Do I even need to answer that…?”
“No… But I like it when you’re honest~”
“Mmm~” A smile formed as a kiss was planted upon the smiler’s cheek. She chuckled lightly - now able to intake air without the weight of her girlfriend on her as Vertin ascended. She felt the handsome girl's cock temporarily pull out as Vertin got back up on her knees.
“Hey… flip over.”
“Mrrgh…” With grumpiness, she complied after a short breather. She shivered as the cold air met with her wet cock and lower-midsection. She cringed when she saw a few sticky strands form from her cock and the bedsheets - embarrassment and the immediate thought of possibly being the one to have to wash the sheets and the mattress being the first emotions to show on her face. “And here I thought you were finally gonna give me a break…”
“You already had one…”
“You fuck- You call that a break? It was barely half a minute!”
“Better than none, right~?”
“Grgh… I hate you…”
“Heh~”
“M-mm…” Her cock began pulsating - her hips subconsciously and weakly thrusting upwards to the hold of Vertin's warm hand. “Ah~ Vertin…”
“Love you too… whore.”
“Oi! A-Ahh~!” She felt her girlfriend's hand begin to squeeze to the point where it hurt. Yet the pain was bearable - especially since she was immediately granted an equally mind-numbing sense of ecstasy as Vertin's other hand began rubbing its palm onto her tip. She jerked up - her entire body shivering acutely as her head arched back onto the pillow. She groaned out her girlfriend's name in pure submissive overstimulation…
“Fuck- Vertin~! S-Stop~!!” She desperately grabbed onto Vertin's forearm - trying to push it away. Yet it only backfired.
“Hm~” The chuckle was a warning; whether Regulus knew that or not didn't matter to the one who gave it. With a firm, dominant tone, she expressed: “Regulus… let go, or we're ganging up on you again.” And despite her forearm being held onto firmly, its palm still continued circling around Regulus' swelling tip.
“H-Hrgh…” with the weight of either being “forced” to be brought to zenith a couple more times or simply until the sun rose, she bit her tongue and swallowed her pride momentarily - albeit begrudgingly, obviously. She grumpily retracted her hand - forming it into a first before it landed back onto the bed. “Mrgh… Fuck you…”
“You already did… It's my turn now~”
Loud groans, borderline screams, echoed across the room - greatly overshadowing the hindered whimpers of the angel with a hand pressed against her neck. Vertin held nearly no remorse for the poor tomboy below her. She continued to thrust - her skin clapping against Regulus' as she jerked her cock off. It was revenge: sweet succulent revenge. A mimicking of the earlier act where she was the one begging and Regulus was the one smiling.
“Fuck~!! Vertin stop~! I-I can't- ta-haaaake~!! Arghh~!!!”
“Hrgh~! Too loud…!” She halted her pleasure-dazed jerks and thrusts for a moment. Planting both hands near both sides of the head of the crying mess that was Regulus, she descended her lips upon her girlfriend's.
“Mhm~”
“H-Hmm… ah~” And now, with a set of arms wrapped around her neck and keeping her from straightening back up, she began thrusting once more. This time, it was a lot more gentle. The brief period where she positioned herself to kiss the pirate-enthusiast halted her nearing orgasm, and along with it, the high she would've gained. But nevertheless, it cleared her mind a bit: it was way too early to be breaking Regulus.
“H-hh~ Vertin- argh~”
So she began to move again…
“Hah… Reg…”
influenced by love…
“Mrgh~! Ahh… Fuck~!”
and her carnal desire…
Each thrust was heavenly; each moan brought her over the moon. How tight Regulus’ arms were around her neck made her smile - an act not even close to being voluntary, like the hastened beats of both of their hearts. Serotonin instigated her loving smile. Dopamine fueled her need to keep thrusting. Endorphins ridded her of her earlier fatigue - granted to her by her two other girlfriends torturing her with their lust. And Oxytoxin… after less than a mere minute of her slowed and gentle thrusts…
“Hrgh…!”
“Fuck~! Vertin~!” …it made her go faster, deeper. The memories ingrained in her muscles began to show as her hips undulated faster. Regulus knew that she was nearing her limit. So as the thrusts continued on, all she could do was to pull her lust-dazed lover closer and moan out her name.
“Vertin~!”
“Hrgh…!” Vertin's cries were muffled - its volume absorbed by the pillow she buried her face into. The same pillow where Regulus rested her head. She practically laid upon her teary-eyed pirate-enthusiast - her whole body resting upon Regulus'. She was so close… just a few more…
"Fuck~!! A-Ah~!"
"Ver- ahh~!!”
With one final thrust, she occupied the deepest reaches of Regulus’ overstimulated pussy as ropes of cum filled the misty flesh once more - her hands ripping the sheet of the pillow as Regulus' fingernails clawed at her back, desperate to get a lasting grip somewhere upon Vertin's back. Venereal screams and groans that escaped both of their maws also threatened to escape the confines of their grandiose apartment - it was enough to even startle the red-eyed seductress who had just finished pushing the emerald-eyed angel near her breaking point…
“Haha~”
Her faint and quiet laughter, amused and without mock, came after witnessing her two tomboys’ orgasmic screams finally dissipating - replaced with audibly desperate gasps for air similar to Sonetto's.
“Reggie~?” She called out with intent nestled within.
“H-hh… What…?”
“Did you cum~?”
“...no…”
“Hmmm~” Schneider began her knelt march towards the two that screamed like there was no Tomorrow. “Get off of her, my love~ Hup!”
“M-Mhh…” With a gentle push equipped with a slight bit of effort, Vertin's cock slipped out of Regulus - shaking, half-hardened as Vertin rolled and ended up limp on the bed beside the girl overflowing with her cum.
“Heh, now~” With newfound excitement, she hastily got atop of the honey-eyed tomboy's crotch - laying her hand upon her stomach for balance and not caring about the influx of pressure she applied.
“Argh…! h-hey, be careful…”
“Oh hush… I've done worse~ Ah~!”
“Fuck- Mhmm~!” A mere descent made all the difference between muffled moans and unrestrained groans. Schneider slid her needy pussy upon the shaft of Regulus' stiff cock - her body shaking from the heat she exchanged with her girlfriend.
She was hypnotizing; the epitome of everything worth being in awe for. Not even her lust could cloud the picturesque scene she was living. The sweat drizzling down her chest, the arrhythmic panting, her ajar lips, her enticing eyes… basically everything about this moment. Every element was plucked straight out of one of her greatest fantasies. The girl grinding against her was someone she thought she could only ever witness through TV make-up magic, or even from an anime - a very suggestive one that threatened to cross the thin line of simply being ecchi, to full-on hentai. It was like she was truly a succubus… Schneider certainly had every quality of one…
“Mh~! Reggie~”
The red, half-lit eyes…
“F-Fuck… argh~”
The movements laced with dominant, prideful lust…
“Hahh… Ready~?”
The tone that could melt away anyone’s suspicions…
“Yeah… Ride me already, slut~”
The knack for dirty talk…
“Mhmm~ I love it when you call me that~”
The endurance to keep going for hours…
“Heh~”
All that was missing was the impractical wings and the pink, glowing signet of lust tattooed upon the skin above her womb…
Groans emitted, obviously. The manifestation of their spike in pleasure vocalized - rupturing through the air and surrounding their cold bedroom. The two others who were still recuperating could only begin stimulating themselves once more to the sight of Schneider’s titillating bounces. Gentle slaps and rustling invigorated the room’s heated atmosphere with exhilaration - carrying on the passive effect of Sonetto's earlier asphyxiation session. They moaned as Schneider moaned. They hindered their breaths to the hindered breaths of Regulus - slowly becoming jealous of Schneider…
Schneider knew her honey-eyed tomboy was already close’ she could see the signs from fifteen thrusts away. She was so similar to Vertin in that regard - both would always make it clear that another episode of euphoria was nearing, whether involuntary or not.
“Hargh~! Schneider~!”
“Let it out~! Inside- ah~! m-me~!” Given the green light (not like she needed it), she no longer repressed her needs. Her hands were laid onto Schneider's soft and plump thighs so fast it was almost like she slapped them lightly. Her grip then tightened - pushing her digits down into the softness as she began thrusting.
“O-Oh~ m-my Go-h-hahh~! Ahh~!! Reggie~!” She depended on her hand that rested upon Regulus' chest for support. She was so close to simply falling back and ending up pinned to the bed once more as she penetrated into. Yet her stubborn need to show dominance held on to its last ragged ropes. For she had another game, another trick, another ace up her sleeve that she would gladly use against the thrusting expert…
“A-Ah~!”
“Fuck! Argh~ M-Mrgh~! Oh… Reggie~”
Regulus came as Schneider halted her movements. She allowed the girl below her to savor her orgasm on her own terms - letting her make little cute thrusts as she rode her high. Her prevailing smirk, blessed with seduction, portrayed the satisfaction of pleasing her girlfriend; she could feel her hot cum further lubing up her already-slick insides…
“Hahh…” Regulus ceased all control from her body - allowing it to relax back onto the sheets as a shy bead of tear trailed down her cheek. Her head, her hands, both fell back; it showed the exhaustion that came along with her clarity.
“Hmm~” And once her blissed-out lover began to take a breather, she struck.
“A-Argh~” Regulus groaned out of surprise; her mind was already laying itself into a state of relaxation - one that knew it would be disturbed, yet continued to be hazed with the fleeting feeling nonetheless. “Y-Yelena…”
“Hrgh~! Ah~!”
“Mm~!”
“Regulus~”
“H-huh…?” As her pelvic region took on the satisfying weight of her red-eyed seductress, she heard silent, low-toned voices emitted concurrently onto both of her ears. And along with them, shuffling; pressing the space beside her before finally, she was met with the soft touch of skin - one incredibly well maintained, one a bit roughened through physical exertions. Yet regardless, she would gladly welcome both.
Regulus couldn't fight back as Vertin drew closer - pressing her chest onto the honey-eyed tomboy's left arm as she draped her leg over hers. She moaned as her dick touched the side of her girlfriend's thigh - subsequently beginning to thrust onto it like some depraved animal. Regulus would've moved her thigh closer to convenience Vertin's shamelessness, but she was still preoccupied - being under Schneider's hold and all.
Sonetto wasn't any better; she was just as needy. If not, even more so than Vertin. She scooted a bit higher once she hugged the rocker's right arm - stopping once her lips could easily plant kisses upon Regulus' neck without having to actively reach for the sweaty surface. She did this so she could guide the arm she hugged with her own - pulling it closer until its hand's fingers were mere centimeters away from her slick pussy. Regulus took the hint, and a surprised moan blessed her right ear directly as she used her middle and ring finger to begin pleasuring her other needy girlfriend.
“Hah… Fuck- M-mm~”
“Ah~ Regulus… Mm~”
Love and sex was in the air for her, that much was obvious. There was so much of it that she could practically notice them surrounding her and her girlfriends… either that, or she was finally seeing things from the combination of fatigue and emotional stimuli.
As a hand gently forced her to look eastwards, her lips were claimed by the orange-haired gal - almost losing her breath as she gasped at the sudden introduction of a tongue into their tamed kiss. Impatience, she wagered, made Sonetto commit to the advancement. But she merely accepted it.
She could feel a wet spot starting to form at a small patch of skin at her left thigh. Vertin's thrusts began to quicken as the colloquially-named “Prince of the University” laid soft kisses onto the neck that laid exposed for her to indulge into. Like her leg, she draped her own arm onto Regulus - resting just above her girlfriend's stomach as her hand toyed with the humble mound closer to Sonetto's side. She squeezed it, massaged subtle softness as her fingers toyed with its hardened peak.
She was cornered, metaphorically, emotionally, spiritually, and literally. With the many times that she's made love with all three of her girlfriends, never once has she ever been pinned into this position. It was usually Vertin being forced into this spot; being all pinned down as she and the other two would bombard her with ecstasy and sweet nothings. Now, she couldn't be any more happier that it was her turn to be rendered helpless against the love being granted to her by her girlfriends.
As Sonetto broke the kiss, she could once again focus on the main show. Her eyes were drawn back to the allure of Schneider's body. Each sway back and forth hypnotized her like a coin strapped to a string. She couldn't take her eyes off of her unless someone else forced her to look away…
“F-Fuck! Ahhn~” And her moans… Her beautifully-sonorous moans as she shivered in respect to her light orgasm. The melody didn't just further cement the honey-eyed’s attention to her, it also drew upon the attention of Sonetto and Vertin. All eyes laid upon her like the limelight chose to shine down to her - exposing every enchanting essence of lust that drizzled her body. And for some reason, faint tears began to run down her cheeks as she began to bounce once more - this time, laying both hands behind her and onto both of Regulus' thighs. She was losing her cool - giving in to the pleasure of having her lovers mesmerized at the sight of her whorish display. They could really only watch as she laid everything bare to them. She rose and fell with the elegance of an angel, yet with the intent and desires of a cute little devil. She kept bouncing and bouncing upon Regulus' stiff cock as it throbbed - the cum inside her making her job easier and a lot more erotic. She could even feel her honey-eyed lover attempting to thrust up as well…
“Fuck~! Schneider~ Don't stop… F-Fuck- don't stop~!”
“H-Haha~” Schneider would only chuckle at her clear desperation for climax.
“Regulus…” The constant thrusts sliding onto the side of her thigh felt so unnatural, yet not uncomfortable. Vertin's cute moans more than made up for it.
“Ah~ D-Deeper… Regulus…” She would if she could. Given her position, her fingers could only reach so far.
It was truly hazing, intoxicating. To be put in the spot like this - to be the center of her girlfriends’ desires. A thigh being violated, her fingers trying their best to please, and her cock being treated as a practice sex tool for a future equestrian. Every stimulus she faced battled each other to take full attention, yet there would never be a winner. While Schneider was clearly dominating, she still couldn't stop minding the two on each of her sides. She would gladly hold Vertin close as the “prince” broke her main image and began to fuck… whatever part of her she wanted to thrust onto/into. She would gladly pin her emerald-eyed lover onto the bed before gently pleasuring her most sacred spot through slow rubs and, once she was comfortable enough, light penetration. She would gladly sit back and allow her body to be meddled with by her very own seductress.
If only she could, she would. Yet she was being shared - unable to truly focus on just one of her trio of lovers. Her senses were dulled, spread thin. And this went on until she simply…
“Argh~! Hah! Ah~! Reggie~!”
couldn't…
“Regulus~!”
take it…
“M-Mrgh~!!”
anymore.
“Ahhh~!!”
Truly, like something straight out of a hentai, all four ladies clashed their climaxed moans as each and every one's bodies shivered in sweet, unadulterated delight. All in perfect sync - in perfect harmony as the wet aftermath began. Schneider’s weakened stature shook - the familiar feeling of her lover's cum, be it Regulus' or Vertin's, slowly rendering her into a tired lump of beautifully-sculpted flesh that fell onto the pirate-enthusiast. Regulus groaned as the succubus’ weight fell upon her - still feeling the slightest bobbing from Schneider's hips as the hold her two other lovers granted to her arms tightened spasmodically.
Vertin whimpered directly onto Regulus' ear as she came - still thrusting with non-existent stillness as she and Regulus felt shots of cum landing on random spots across her right arm and the honey-eyed's upper thigh. Some even landed onto Schneider somehow. And as they rode their highs, Sonetto was almost screaming. Her orgasm had already been reached; her body was already shaking as her brain flooded her bloodstream with the appropriate sex hormones. Yet Regulus' fingers kept moving - kept curling and pushing and pulling out of her like she hadn't felt the violent shakes coming from the cute gal on her right. It was like Regulus’ limbic system was on autopilot - and it was Sonetto that had to suffer its delectable consequence.
Once all was moaned and done, exhaustion began to set in. Schneider remained collapsed onto Regulus’ chest - nuzzling onto said chest as light chuckles were emitted from ajar lips.
Now all of them laid idle - slowly recovering from their dying high. Regulus' fingers finally stopped moving - allowing Sonetto to feel at ease… but not by too much since said fingers were still inside her. And they all would've stayed like that until, perhaps, they would fall asleep. Until the night/very early morning would fly past them as they sauntered through the land of dreams with hands held tight.
But a certain red-eyed manifestation of unblemished lust still hadn't had enough…
Slowly, she arose from laying atop her already-half-asleep lover. And instead of further tormenting her with pleasure like she had in mind, she instead scooted over to the other tomboy in the room…
“Hh~ Vertin~”
“Mmh… oh no…”
“Hehe~” Schneider laid beside Vertin as she lightly forced her to lay on her back - crawling atop of her as she descended to steal a soft, loving kiss from her…
“Mh~”
“M-Mhm…!”
…one quickly tainted by the ever-present element that had been influencing their minds since the start of the previous night: lust. It made the succubus introduce her tongue into their make-out session rather abruptly- and Vertin could only shiver as she was once again forced by her girlfriend to accept yet another lovable act. Her mood was already being brought back to heatedness - evident through the slight twitches happening to the flaccid member in between her legs…
Schneider quickly noticed.
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3:48 AM
“H-Haahhh… Mh…”
“...Regulus? Are you alright?”
“Hm… Just tired…”
“...Physically, or…”
“Haha~” She then shifted to face her lover whose true intentions were obvious. “Are you asking because you care~? Or…”
“...hm~” And Sonetto couldn't suppress her smile - one laced with minimal guilt and so much flattered comfort. “Both…” Regulus chuckled at this as Sonetto joined soon after.
“Someone’s needy~”
“Not needy…” She scooted closer - nuzzling into Regulus as the latter began shifting to better hold her. “I just want you~”
“...I think that’s called “being needy”, love…” She said as she drew closer…
“Hm~”
As their lips converged, Sonetto’s hands moved on their own. From laying atop of Regulus’ left breast, to moving further down.
“Mmh~!’
“Mh~” She hummed at her girlfriend’s surprised reaction before ghosting her nails upon Regulus' sensitive length. “Should I get you ready? Or… would you like a break?”
“Break please… I'm knackered…” The emerald-eyed hummed once more - this time, out of acknowledgement. She ceased teasing the drained rock-loving tomboy - choosing to instead get out of said tomboy's hold… or at least try to.
“Hey…”
“Where'd you think you're off to~?” Her hold tightened. It transitioned into a tight embrace - one the slightly-taller girl greeted with wavering defiance and uncharacteristic purrs.
“M-Mmm… Reggie~ Let me go…”
“No… I wanna hug you…”
“Mm… You're all sweaty…”
“And you're not?”
“A lot less than you! You're coated in it!”
“Haha~” A hearty chuckle, then she elaborated, “Well, you weren't the one being fucked over and over and over again, were you?”
“As if you were doing most of the moving~” Schneider butted in - her lover's length in hand as the owner of said length moaned before adding in her shivered rebuttal.
“Y-You were just laying on the bed… F-fuck- Schneider~!” And as her tip became the main focus of the seductress, her understandable response of groaning was cut off as yet another kiss silenced her.
“Mm~”
“Shut it, both of you…” She snarked as the embarrassment of being “exposed” left her in a much deeper shade of red-cheeked. “It's rude to eavesdrop, y'know.”
“As if you're any better…”
“W-wah!?” Laughters ensued, sourcing from the two currently indulging in each other's taste.
“Don't think I've forgotten that one time you leaked various plans made by the council…”
“I keep telling you! It was that smartass’ idea! T-The one with the blue hair! Dammit, what the hell was her name…?” Sonetto huffed at this - feigning annoyance. She snuggled closer to Regulus - relaxing as the scent of sweat and the very same body soap she herself used nearly persuaded her into actually believing the delinquent’s excuse. “Wait… does she even have one?” She gave up trying to recall a non-existent name as Sonetto disregarded her question.
“There isn't a single bit of truth in what you're saying; 37’s the exact opposite of you.”
“But-”
“She’s a kind, gentle girl who is also on track to being Etoilé. And she's been an incredible help to the student council of both the college and its high school division despite not being part of either one.” She then raised her head to look at her lover's pleading eyes, “Which only confuses me as to why on earth you would choose her as your scapegoat…”
“Scapegoat!?” The accused emphasized, “She's the one that threw me and Lilya under the bus!”
“Hm~” She adjusted slightly as Regulus perked up alongside her slightly-frustrated response - eventually chuckling as she rested her head back onto Regulus' chest. “Sorry… But between a quiet bookworm and two ex-delinquents; you can't fault me for who I chose to believe~.”
“Grrr… When I get my hands on that… backstabbing four-eyes…” She raised her right hand slightly - balling up into a tight fist. A notion ultimately stopped once she witnessed Sonetto’s more daring side.
“Hey, calm down…” She whispered as she inched higher towards Regulus, “Focus on me… not on some other girl~”
“...If I do, will you believe me then?”
“Hmmm~” And as she stole yet another kiss, she immediately pulled back just as Regulus was about to hug her again. “Haha~ Nope!”
“Hey…! What gives?” She whined as Sonetto smirked.
“Wouldn’t you like another can?”
“...oh. Sure.”
“Hm~”
Notes:
Watch me somehow turn this into a four-parter...
Chapter 4: Day 1, Part 3: To Wear Out the Angel of Lust (Vertin x Schneider x Regulus x Sonetto)
Summary:
The two formulate a plan to save Regulus from Sonetto's relentlessness...
Notes:
So... I actually managed to make this a four-parter... Riveting.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Here…” With a can of beer in one hand and a three-quarters-filled glass of wine on the other, she bent over slightly to hand Regulus, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, her usual choice of inebriating delight.
“Thanks.” As fine glass and aluminum clinked, throats were refreshed as the liquids meant for the Matured fell into their respective drinkers.
“Heh~ Someone’s lively again~” She teased - eyes wandering down to the twitching member between Regulus’ thighs.
“...” Regulus blushed as she faced upwards to see the heated smile being granted to her, “Can you blame me? With your bare-assed self walking around…” she then looked directly in front of her… right towards her lover's pussy, “...tits out… pussy leaking…” Her tongue trailed out as the slight creaking of the bed and concurrent moans from behind her ceased.
“...Are you reading out a rap song?” She then heard the other tomboy in the room…
“Haha~!” …followed by subsequent laughter from the seductress.
“Shut up! Why are you two always listening in on us!?” She turned to face them as she finished her sentence. With Schneider laid into the bed once again, Vertin quite literally halted mid-thrust just to humor the red-eyed’s request to keep teasing them.
“It's hard not to!” Schneider retorted…
“Yeah. You're adorable together…” …followed shortly by Vertin.
“Argh… Go back to eating each other out or someth-iiing~!! Ah~!” She jolted - shock poking every inch of her body as she was barely able to save the bed from getting hammered on could’ve-been-spilt beer. “S-Sonetto…”
“Mm~” Hands both holding onto the wine glass she laid between knees spread, her throat suppressed a giggle as her tongue and mouth once again met with Regulus' tip.
“Fuck… I nearly dropped my can…! Warn me next ti-h-haaaym-mm~!!”
“Mmgh~” And just to double down on the pleasure, Sonetto began massaging her lover's slickened pussy that still had essences of Vertin's seed - placing her wine glass in the space between her knees that were spread far apart.
“Argh…! f-fuck~” She bent over to place her can near where her feet were placed, only for Sonetto to notice and immediately grabbed to place next to her wine glass.
“Ah… Stop-” she then flicked Regulus' already-leaking tip.
“Argh! Hey!”
“-placing drinks near your feet! You always end up forgetting they're there!”
“I-I don't completely forget they’re there…”
“Yeah, you just end up remembering when you've already knocked it down!”
“Ehehe… tee-hee~” She then smiled all innocently - tongue out to the side and all. It was at the point where it almost felt mocking for Sonetto.
“Hrrrgh…”
“Ack-” The hand, whose fingers were teasing her slick entrance, retracted only to put her cock in an iron grip. “Ow ow ow! Okay, you win! You're right! I'm wrong!” She pleaded, with the annoyingly-cute affinity to humor present in her tone. It even made Sonetto chuckle a bit, and her smile lingered. “I won't do it again! I swear!”
“Yeah… no. You're definitely going to do it again…”
“I-If you're going to choke my dick every time, then I won't anymore! I promise!”
“Oh~? Hm~” Feigned, lustful curiosity took the wheel. Sonetto loosened her grip to a comfortable degree before beginning to jerk her off again - prompting moans to start pouring in.
“A-Ah…”
“If squeezing it is all it takes to make you this obedient… I wonder how you'll fair if I do something more… painful~” She purred as her tongue made contact with the base of Regulus' cock - licking and sucking as she made her way higher…
“H-Hargh~!” and when the tip of Sonetto's tongue reached Regulus' frenulum, the rocker’s soul almost left its mortal coil. She fell back - head and sweat-drizzled back hitting the sheets as her legs and feet went frantic from the pleasure. If Sonetto didn't move the can of beer, Regulus would've kicked it by accident already.
“Ahh~”
“H-Hahh~! Oh fuck- mmhm~!” And as if she couldn't get more in-need of stimulation, Sonetto slowed her tongue's movement - focusing solely on licking the very thin and very sensitive fold of tissue as her right hand pulled the hardened length’s skin all the way down.
“Ahaha~ ahmm~” Just to add one final and loving gesture, she fully encased the overstimulated tip with her wettened lips as her tongue swirled over and around - yet still torturously focused on the weakest and most sensitive part of her cock.
“Mm-! Argh~! Fuck- Ah~! S-Sonetto~!”
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"Oh my…"
"Heh…" Their two other lovers could really only watch in awe as - cuddled together as Schneider leaned herself back onto Vertin while the latter’s arm hung over the seductive one's shoulder and down her chest. "that's… close to what she did to me earlier…"
"Really? Wait- who are you talking about?"
"...What do you mean?"
"Dear, all three of us gave you a blowjob earlier…"
"O-Oh! Ohh…"
"Hm~" Playful joy found itself beckoning in her alluring giggles. Vertin could never get enough of it… "Already losing track~? You only have three girlfriends, y'know~"
"Yeah, sure. Only three girlfriends…"
"Haha~!"
"Eek~!! What the- S-Sonetto~!"
"Hrgh~"
"Hrnn…" The squeal stole the two observers' attention once more, and Vertin flinched - releasing a low groan of second-hand pain once she found the reason for the high-pitched sound. Even Schneider winced for the honey-eyed tomboy. It would seem that the green-eyed angel of lust was no longer content with mere moans and squeaks - the wilder, more unhinged side of her that her victim spoke of earlier with Druvis finally revealing herself as she included her teeth into the mix and bit on the throbbing cock she was pleasing.
"Ouch… That… That doesn't feel good, huh?"
"No… Well, for most people: no."
"...Heh~ And what about you, my lord~?"
"N-No! I can't handle that sort of stuff…"
"Pain?"
"Yeah… Biting and maybe having my hands binded I can tolerate, but whips or… candle waxes or anything like that, I can't..."
"...Hm…" Schneider then looked like she had garnered a revelation - one that Vertin chuckled at with fake disappointment. "I'm… actually surprised to hear that… You can tolerate us draining you every week, but you can't handle SM?"
“Can you?”
“...” When Vertin wondered why her girlfriend hadn’t given a response to the question she gave her five seconds ago, she halted watching Regulus getting drained for a brief moment to look down towards Schneider… who was just grinning at her.
“...Of course you can… Ask a stupid question, I guess…”
“Haha~” Vertin smiled at Schneider’s laugh, it was contagious for her. “Blame my ex… She liked it rough… and it looks like she still does.”
“How can you tell?”
“Hm… Three days ago: Lilya invited us over, right?”
“Yeah? What of it?”
“Did you notice the bitemarks on her neck?”
“...Maybe that could’ve been from Druvis?” Schneider laughed at this.
“As if! She could barely kiss me when we played truth-or-dare over at Matilda’s house. And she was already drunk by then!”
“...She let me fondle her though.”
“Yeah, while looking like someone drew on her cheeks with a red sharpie! Haha~!”
“Heh…” They both drifted their attention back to the scene, laced with cries of rapture, happening just a brief crawl away from them.
“Besides, I don’t get any “sadist” vibes from her. It has to be that broad… Still though, I’m surprised…”
“Of what?”
“That you can’t handle SM… I wanted to try it out with you…” She pouted. Vertin purposely tried to avoid the puppy-eyes subsequently glancing at her.
"Honestly… We've been dating for three years and you're only now realizing~?" The playful tone within the handsome one’s voice made the beautiful one laugh - prompting the latter to accept the opportunity to tease Vertin.
"Oh, I do apologize, darlin~ It was mighty rude of me for not bein' aware, as your lovin' girlfriend and all~ Won't you forgive little ol' me~?" She asked in a rather faithful mimicry of a southern accent - one she learned from a nice mature woman she once came across that owned a high-end hotel, along with her feisty and masculine heterochromic wife who was also head of security at the establishment.
"...Why are you speaking in a southern accent?"
"Cuz' you simply cannot get enough of it~"
"...Ugh…" Feigning being fed up, she knew she couldn't deny the allegation thrown towards her. Whether it was Tuesday's alluring pitch, Arcana's Shakespearean-esque way of conveying her thoughts, or Lilya's soothing, yet commanding tone; their accents greatly complemented every syllable they conveyed… And least to say, she may have awakened a new inkling within her. “Whatever… I can handle you three ganging up on me in general; there's a reason why I was offered a scholarship for sports at UMV…"
"Hm~" Blessed once more with the sound of her hum, Vertin braced herself for the inevitable tease. "And… remind me again: why didn't you accept it~?"
"..." She looked away from the red-eyed smirker - eyes ending up darted at the window, where her confidence was coincidentally thrown out of.
"Answer meeee~"
"You already know why!"
"No I don't~"
"Urgh…" She bit her tongue - sacrificing her pride with the goal of invigorating it further through making her girlfriend happier. "...Because… I wouldn't be able to attend the same college as you three... There, happy?"
"Very~" Her calm and satisfied response came with a kiss - laid upon Vertin's arm and making her as happy as a sunbeam. She even chuckled.
"Hm… I love you…"
"Heh~" Reclining further into her dear, she eyed up at her with a smile that conveyed nothing but genuine affection. “I love you more~” And just as Vertin's lips neared pressing upon Schneider's, another loud wail, disguised as a moan, startled their near-contact. Looking back at their overpleased lover, her hands were already pinned down onto the bed by Sonetto's own as the dominant one took in her entire length with no issue. It seemed, to their audience of two, that she tried to push Sonetto away, yet was only granted a far more forceful retaliation.
“M-Mhmm~!! Sonetto~!”
“Hrghck~! Ah~ mhmm~”
“We should probably help her…” Schneider whispered.
“Yeah… How should we go about it?”
“Hm…” She gandered upwards onto the hanging chandelier in the middle of their shared bedroom - focusing on each individual light bulb whose lights were dimmed as her mind thought of a way to free the poor Brit of her pleaser. Naturally, as it involved heated physically-intimate acts, it only took her a second.
“Hm… I've got it~” She announced with sly pride - a notion Vertin noticed and immediately became wary of. The tone and haste of the response was mostly to blame.
“...Should I be worried?”
“Heh… you shouldn't be. I, however…” She then took a second to further witness Regulus' descent into euphoric madness - brought about by Sonetto's unrelenting tongue and lips. “...should be.”
“And… why, exactly?” A whisper was what she was once again granted with.
“C’mere… Here's what we'll do…”
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“Argh~! S-Sonetto~!!” She curled her toes as her legs lifted… again - straightening as a physiological response to yet another moment of zenith. A painful one, yet the pleasure far shadowed the former. It didn't get rid of the fact that she was still in need of rest, however. “H-Hah~!! Please~!!”
“Mhm~” Even when tears began rolling down her convulsing girlfriend's cheeks, she still wouldn't stop. She wanted more; one serving, granted to her just a minute ago, was simply not enough for her thirst. She slurped and licked with grit - dazed and empowered by lust. She couldn't even focus on her surroundings. Her eyes were either always closed or deeply focused on, or even hypnotized by the intimidating length and girth of Regulus' 7-incher. Her nose could only intake the thick smell of cum - hinted with the smell of the wine she drank prior. And her ears… blessed with the euphonious cries of pleasured pain and overstimulation. They were so blessed, in fact, that they didn't even notice the sounds of shuffling from the bed - followed by the sound of soft thumps coming from beside her.
“Sonetto~” The trance she was in broke as the calming, sweet voice of the seductress called upon her. Her lips and tongue released Regulus' cock from their slimy clutches…
“Alright…” ...and Vertin took that as the opportune moment. “Hup!”
“Ah! Hey!”
“Let’s give Regulus a break, yeah?”
“Mhm!” Lifted by arms that slid below hers, she grunted in a mixture of confusion and poutiness - brought about by being disrupted of her fun times as she was thrown into the bed near its middle. “Vertin…” She pouted - eyes beckoning for a good reason from Vertin… and, perhaps, recompense for the aforementioned disruption.
“Don’t pout…” The bed sank as Vertin began to climb on it - each step of her knee shifting her closer towards the orange-haired angel of lust.. “She’s drained already…”
“...Hmm~ Always coming to her rescue…”
“Only when I’m not the one draining her~” Once she was close enough, her hands clasped at the knees, shut out of feminine chastity, and forced them open.
“Hrgh…! V-Vertin~”
“Hah…” Her head tilted downwards - eyes wanting to feast upon the delicate delicacy that is her second girlfriend's pussy. It never became free of moisture; it dripped with every minute she spent completely under her libido’s control. “You’ve been neglected… haven't you~?”
“M-Mh~!” Her left knee was freed, and it almost swayed itself back to center as she felt a soft, yet firm touch laid onto her entrance. “Ahh~!”
“Heh~” The sly one slid her thumb up a little - stopping perfectly at the center of Sonetto's femininity - her most sensitive spot…
As Vertin tried to appease her girlfriend's lust, Schneider took a moment to gander at the one in need of rest.
“H-Hh…” Regulus was a mess - trails of tears were almost as visible as the drool already touching the sheets. Her chest heaved twice as slow as her current, elevated heartbeat - releasing and capturing air like the groans of pleasure, constant in quantity yet inconsistent in volume, hindered her lungs from doing so… which they did.
And her cock… ‘a mess’ was putting it lightly.
The display only made Schneider laugh.
“Hmm~ Quit acting, my love…” Her demeanor was that of an unimpressed interrogator - already able to see right through the lies of her tired breaths. “You enjoyed that, didn't you~?”
“H-Hrgh…!” It was as if her body was briefly tased. Schneider bent over slightly - smirk in full effect as her hand and fingers encircled the Brit's throbbing cock. “Schneider…!”
“You could have stopped her at any moment, y'know~”
“Argh~!” Her quakes, like her moans, only heightened once the succubus’ hand began moving…
“Just like now… You could stop me~”
“H-Hargh~!” The cum and spit that drizzled across her entire length only made Schneider's job easier - yet the instinct to spit on Regulus' tip was still irresistible. Then, from one hand to two, she changed her approach…
“But~”
“Mm~!” She stuck two fingers into the dripping pussy in front of her, like Sonetto before her.
“You...”
“Argh~! Fuck! S-Schneider!” She pumped them, in and out, as fast and as deep as she could go into the girl that was robbed of another forced climax when Vertin pulled Sonetto away…
“Won't~” And with one final push inwards with her left and downwards with her right, she nearly broke Regulus’ mind…
“M-mm-! Hhhrgh~!” Squeaks and prolonged breaths shaped the groans released by the rock-loving Brit. “Schneider- ah~!”
“Hm…” The owner of the moaned name had denied her of yet another brief and fleeting meeting with euphoria - the fingers inside her remaining curled in place as the hand that wrapped around Regulus’ cock squeezed tightly. Schneider gazed at her lover's expression with eyes half-lit - mingled with dominant calculation and her trademarked smile that could down anyone's guard.
“M-Mh~!” Regulus couldn't help but to attempt to drag herself to the orgasm she was desperate for. She thrusted upwards - a mistake that proved itself delectable for the more… submissive side of her that she wanted to deny she had. Schneider squeezed harder - truly intent on prolonging Regulus' suffering as her smile grew… surprisingly weaker.
“...Hm. Very well~”
“A-Ahh~!!”
She decided to grant her cute girlfriend some mercy. She had finally pushed her past her edge and denial - softening her hold as it jerked the rock-hard cock she held within her grasp. Her fingers curled higher - pushing against the rocker's walls with gentle, loving force.
“Mm! Ahaha~!” She felt a rope or two land on her face - mostly upon her lips as they shut briefly out of instinct before she laughed. The taste made her envious of Sonetto - to have the honey-eyed's cum constantly given for her to imbibe as wails elevated the experience.
“Argh~! Schneider~!”
“Ah~ Relax~ Ahmm~” Her tip was once again a victim of another set of lips and an eager tongue. It glided like it was cursed with sloth - starting from the base of her crotch and moving all the way towards her tip. Schneider made sure to lick every trace of cum that remained. Once she was done with the overpleasured length that twitched in submissiveness, she licked the skin near its base where the rocker's cum had landed. She even ended up licking up Regulus' belly before deciding she's had enough - retracting both her lips and the hand she purposely kept glazed in a fair amount of cum.
“Hrgh… f-fuck…” Regulus' breathing slowed as the quakes her body involuntarily made soon mimicked. She felt the limbs that pleased her retract away as a delicate hum bidded her a good rest of the night…
“Rest, my love… You've earned it~”
“M-Mhm…” She kissed the tip of her girlfriend one last time before leaving her tired self, physically and mentally, to restore her broken poise.
“Mh~!”
“Argh… fuck…”
“Vertin… just- ah~!
“Heh… Just… what, Sonetto~?”
“Mm…!” Vertin was intent on waiting for her teammate to finish up with Regulus. She wouldn't dare start without her. Not because she was being considerate, but because she was afraid she would accidentally end up getting overpowered by the angelic manifestation of lust…
And what's worse is that if that would end up happening, Schneider would almost always make up her mind and change sides - choosing to want to see her squirm and plead rather than teaming up against Sonetto like what they both agreed upon moments earlier. She had to learn that the hard way…
“Hah~ You're all ready for me, hm~?”
“Hrgh…!” So instead, she chose to start off with simple foreplay - an act she hoped would enact three things: to prepare Sonetto, to (mainly) prepare herself, and to stoke the fire that is Sonetto's lust just enough to not provoke its depraved dominance. She slid her already-hardened cock onto Sonetto's pussy - sometimes accidentally thrusting into Sonetto before immediately pulling back as she throbbed from how good it would feel…
“A-Argh~! Shit…” …like right now. Her slides, deteriorating in collectedness, accidentally… “accidentally” ended up slipping her cock back into Sonetto's pussy - throbbing more and more as both her and the green-eyed angel groaned, as if they had already been pushed to their climax… which was actually the case for the one laying down…
“M-mhm~! A-Ah…!”
“Hm~? What's this~?” Arms then began climbing up the thruster’s chest like vipers as Schneider's voice further dragged her control downwards. “Starting without me~? Does that mean-”
“N-No! It was an accident…” She begged - afraid that the pre-planned 2-versus-1 would end up with her only having herself to lean on. “This happened a few times already…”
“Hmmm~?”
“Hrgh~!” Her hands almost immediately clasped at Schneider's, whose fingers pinched her nipples.
“The plan was to wear Sonetto out together, not for you to hog her all to yourself~” And her voice lovingly and oh-so softly scolding her was the cherry on top. But Vertin still found a flaw within Schneider's argument; and the proof was already dampening her hardened peak.
“I was waiting for you…!”
“Then why are you already pleasing our dearest little angel~?”
“Because she'd push me down- argh~!” Schneider pinched harder… “Besides, you were busy with Regulus… Ah~”
“Hmm… fair point~”
“Hah… M-Mm…” She took a breather as the fingers retracted… only for them to draw closer towards her lips. “Schneider…”
“It’s your favorite~ Reggie's cum~!” Vertin couldn't help but to both smile and cringe a bit - feeling her cock twitch as sticky lines formed between the two fingers presented to her.
“M-mm… ahmm…” But regardless, she opened her lips and kept her hold on the hand that neared her face. Schneider shivered a little as the light gush of warmed breath ghosted her damp fingers, and it only intensified once she felt her girlfriend's tongue begin gliding against her fingers. Soon enough, her other hand became jealous - once again fondling Vertin's breasts as the fingers that were being licked soon became enveloped by the handsome one’s mouth.
If only she could see the way that Sonetto currently could… she would start touching herself at a mere glance, like what her angel was currently doing. With Vertin's dick still very much buried inside her, she began pleasing herself since Vertin wouldn't - her fingers pressing against her clit and rubbing in slow, modulated circles as she feasted in the delighting sight of her handsome Vertin acting like a slut. It was her way of mitigating her desires - the tense inkling to cum, yet also wanted to do so through Vertin fucking her to the point where eyes would roll back.
“Ah~” Vertin unsealed her lips once she was done cleaning off the seductress' digits - a trail of spit mixed with a tinge of Regulus' seed formed as they were pulled away.
“Wow… not a drop left… It really is your favorite~” Regulus couldn't stop herself from blushing intensely as she heard that.
“No… I…” She paused, thinking carefully if she should really declare this while caught in-between two of her lovers… “...prefer my own…”
“Oh my~”
“Freak...” Regulus butted in - now sat upright at the edge of the bed and drinking from her beer can.
“Shut it… as if you're any better…” The other tomboy in the room retorted as her cheeks mimicked the hue of Regulus' favorite fruit.
“Actually, I am~”
“You swallow your own cum too!” Regulus leaned back - her hand pressed onto the bed behind her for balance and her mouth ajar as if she was about to say something. Instead, she eyes both Schneider and Sonetto first - giving them a cute wink and an adoring smile before giving her own retort.
“Only if they force me to… Right, girls~?” She drank from her can again as the two she referred towards chuckled.
“T-That’s what I meant!” She stammered - attempting to right the misunderstanding. “I don't actually swallow my own cum when I masturbate…”
“...wha…” Astonished, Regulus took a moment to understand what was said to her as a retort. “Vertin you- Even with three girlfriends who drain you every week, you still rub one off!?”
“...Only sometimes…”
“Why not ask us… or better yet… why not just start touching us~?” She shivered as Schneider whispered a valid point into her left ear.
“Yeah, Vertin… We wouldn't mind…” Sonetto's adage only added to her embarrassment. Just the fact that the angel could be this sincere while still having Vertin's cock inside her was enough to make the throbber wanna curl up into a ball and sit on the corner…
“I-I only do it when you're all busy… During exams and stuff…”
“...”
“...”
“...”
Everyone in the room went silent - impulsively falling into quietude as Vertin eyed towards her right in coyness. Yet their widening smiles, mixed with the growing sincerity in their eyes, absolutely relayed volumes for Vertin - so loudly so that she could notice it even with ears that heard nothing, and eyes that were focused on some random item installed east of the room.
“Vertin~” Schneider was the one to break the silence. “So considerate… Good girl~”
“Mm…” And just to add salt to the wound, Schneider gave the blushing mess gentle headpats. “Will you stop teasing me…?”
“Alright alright~ You do deserve a reward, after all~”
“Grgh…” The growl of pure embarrassment only made Schneider's slyness more prominent as Regulus laughed, along with Sonetto.
“Hi, hun’~”
“Mm~” The seductress had laid right beside the skewered girl - forearm draped across her stomach as Sonetto held it for comfort. Vertin revelled in the sight of two of her girlfriends making out right in front of her - as if completely oblivious to the fact that one of them still had the green-grey haired’s cock inside of her. Regardless, it turned her on all the more…
“Mhh~! Ah~” Vertin simply couldn't prevent what her body yearned for since the accidental insertion. Her hands held onto the fit curve of Sonetto's waist on their own. Then, her hips’ self-control soon fell into the void - thrusting as deep as she could go into her orange-haired cutie. The squeak and subsequent whimper invigorated her to do more - to go rougher. Screw going slow; they've all been at it for hours now…
Thrusts began - clashing sounds of smacking skin with heated breaths. Schneider began to fondle the skewered one’s breast as she herself began moaning quietly - completely turned on just from watching her ex-love-rival finally receiving the pleasure she was longing for. She started rubbing herself off with her free hand - draping her thigh just above Sonetto’s as pressed gentle circles onto her clit…
“Hh~!!”
Two minutes already went by - marking another instance of libidinal shaking courtesy of Sonetto. Pushed to another orgasm, she whimpered as the hold she had on Schneider’s arm hardened - instigated further when the seductress pinched her nipple in-synch with her moans. Once oxytocin stopped clouding her mind, she became grateful that Vertin allowed her to cherish that orgasm - to experience it in gentle bliss rather than with more chaotic thrusting. She smiled at her handsome pleaser…
Then she was betrayed… “betrayed”.
Vertin pulled out from her before shifting closer towards the masturbating succubus. And in said succubus’ surprise, her back was forced to kiss the sheets as Vertin grabbed her by the leg and forced her until she was fully prostrated - with nothing else to do but grow a smile that showed her mutual longing…
“Mmmp… Vertin…” The handsome one chuckled at the angel, who pouted as she turned to lay at her side to face Schneider. She was clearly dissatisfied - still wanting to feel more of her hardness. But then, she was granted reassurance…
“Don’t worry… I’ll come back to you later~ For now- a-argh~”
“Argh~!” Vertin couldn’t even be bothered to finish her sentence; she just inserted herself into Schneider without warning - releasing groans like the waste of her pleasure. And alongside her, the seductress bellowed in delight - gripping the sheets with her right hand and the crevice between Sonetto's thighs with her left. It made the fatigued, yet needy angel yelp along with the other two’s moans.
“Fuck…”
“Hh- hrgh-! Vertin~!” Sounds, nigh the same as the ones she made with Sonetto a few moments ago, began pouring into the room - masking the non-existent silence with welcomed noise.
Sonetto could only help out with satisfying the seductress as she waited for yet another turn.
"Unfair…"
"Mhh~!" Her feigned jealousy masked her true feelings. She secretly enjoyed watching Schneider have her turn - to watch Vertin have her way with the red-eyed seducer. As she draped her leg and chest over Schneider, her hand began its steady march - starting from Schneider's chest and ghosting itself downwards…
"Schneider~" The angle whispered to the cute moaning devil.
"Hahh~! A-Ah~" …and it was only a few seconds later until she felt something soft and firm begin to press on her clit; Sonetto's hand reached its goal with ease, and it was now up for her middle finger to commence its given assignment. It rubbed the slick piece of overly-sensitive flesh - massaging it in gracious circles and applying pressure just for the fun of it. It's barely been a minute, and yet she was already trembling…
"Haha~ Close now… are we~?" Sonetto halted massaging Schneider's clit for a split second as her thumb and middle digit collided - aforementioned clit firmly stuck in the middle…
"Ahn~!! Fuck- hargh~! Vertin~!!" …and it was enough to make her cum after just barely over a minute of stimulation.
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“Hargh…! F-Fuck~! Vertiiiin~!! Argh~!!”
“Heh~ Argh…” Vertin laughed at her first girlfriend’s euphoric misery. She kept going, like a stubborn sailor rowing through a sea so vast that it might as well be endless, all while a storm threatened to further expose her boat to the pull of the depths. Only her cause was justified - a journey that hundreds would kill to have the mere chance to embark on.
“Hrghmm~!! Ah-hah~!” The end goal was just too great to not pass - a treasure so valuable that no mere object could ever match its exquisiteness. Through gritted teeth that often parted to make way for breathy moans, she kept thrusting. She kept going, despite her tiredness - gained from the hours of prior, non-stop sex she’s had with her three beloveds. Her mind went numb - like a sailor’s hand after hours of rowing. Her grip on Schneider’s waists hardened - eyelids fighting the urge to shut with tightness weaker, yet similar to that of her hands’. And after thrusts that seemed relentless, through quivering muscles and a throat crying for liquid, she could feel herself slip back into the familiar embrace of rapture.
They both yearned for that outcome… all part of their plan.
"...mmmp…" Sonetto released a grumpy hum that ended abruptly - trying to act like she was robbed of pleasure when in reality she wanted nothing more than to see Schneider’s pleasured expressions. She was treated entirely differently from the one moaning in unalloyed bliss beside her. Her thoughts echoed what she wanted to say to her handsome pleaser…
“She gets two while I only get one? Unfair…”
…thoughts that clashed with her heart’s unarguable desires.
“You look so beautiful… I love you… both of you…”
She witnessed the two as their lust peaked, and when it subsequently died down from their system. It was all she could do besides slightly squeaking from the hand constantly squeezing her thigh while being between her thighs…
“Hrmmm…” Her jealousy then got the better of her; she couldn't help but feel left out. She hugged Schneider's arm - snuggling it to her chest as she nuzzled closer to Schneider's neck. “Unfair…”
“Haha~” The cute devil couldn't stop herself from chuckling at her grumpy angel...
“I t-thought- Fuck…” She moaned as she pulled out a bit too fast. Even Schneider spasmed a bit. “-that you didn't like it when we kept going after you cum…”
“Hrmm… still…” She bestowed a kiss onto her seductress’ neck - a move which Schneider retaliated with her trademarked chuckle before turning her head towards the grumpy angel and granting her lips a slow, loving kiss. Gentle, passionate, both of their lips creating affectionate noise as their tongues made way for low moans and inebriated breaths: it was exactly how Sonetto loved it. The hand stuck between the angel’s thighs went completely still; Schneider wouldn't interrupt the hypnotizing allure she was partaking in with her lust. All she wanted was for her and Sonetto to have this moment…
“Wow…” Awestruck was the name of Vertin’s newfound status. Everything she had seen before could barely stand to match the magnificence of Sonetto and Schneider making out so passionately. Were she not following a plan of her and the seductress’ making, she would have just stayed there knelt, completely enamored as her cock became flaccid.
A subtle flick of a toe, belonging to Schneider, towards her thigh reminded her that she could just watch the two kissers lose themselves in the Land of Smooches some other night. Tonight, she and her seductress had an angel to overstimulate…
Notes:
Y'know what, it kinda works. Four-parter for the foursome(: Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.
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