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The first two years of working in the games have been simultaneously wonderful and a source of endless torment. Not from the games themselves, the purpose they give is nice and the work itself is rewarding. It's Gihun himself that is a source of such disparate states. It took some convincing but he eventually accepted their attentions. Joining their relationship to form a lovely triad. They just can't help being greedy and wanting even more.
When Ilnam finally kicks the bucket their lives become entirely blissful. It takes more time than they had liked. They had to wait until they were recognised as the successors, then they could only swap so many of his pills out with duds. It's not that they disliked him. He had his quirks sure but he was an interesting man to talk to and if it wasn't for him they never would have met Gihun.
It's just that now that he has passed they don't need to hold back anymore. They couldn't go too far with tormenting Gihun previously as there was always the possibility of Ilnam turning up unannounced and interfering. Also whilst alive he had a magnitude more power than the two of them. If they pushed Gihun too hard there was always the chance that he would go crying to Ilnam who could take him away or strip them of their positions. Either way there was a chance that Ilnam would wrench Gihun out of their grasp and hide him away for the rest of their days.
Now that the games belong to them there is nowhere that Gihun can run away to and they can finally let loose. They have all the power leaving Gihun with no other option but to submit. They can finally introduce him his true purpose. Their pretty lovely darling who belongs to them and exists solely for them to care for in every conceivable way.
It was tempting to just immediately abscond with Gihun the moment they heard the news. Keep him locked away in their home, hidden away from the rest of the world. So no one but them would lay their eyes on him ever again, no more having to watch as the sponsors try to get their grubby hands on him. Most importantly so that he would be completely dependent on the two of them to meet every single one of his needs.
They decide to let him keep his job. The main reason is that they have to stay on the island over a month before the games. She wouldn't be able to cope with having to be away from their darling that long. He is the sunshine of their lives. The moment they leave his presence she can feel the numbing chill start to creep in again. Only his existence is able to keep the apathy and despair away. She can barely handle being parted for a few days, let alone an entire month.
It would also be cruel to keep him completely isolated for such a long period of time. Though the absolute desperation he would be feeling for any form of contact by the time they got back would certainly be something to behold.
No, the only option would be to bring him with them. But keeping him confined to their quarters would be an untenable situation. The island is a fortress sure, but every building has at least one point of ingress. They just don't know the place to the extent that Gihun does. Too many of the workers are loyal to him and too many sponsors have the resources and motivation to use them to extract him. So they let him keep his job and continue living as he has been.
If he ever does try to actually leave them then they can revisit the idea.
There are some up sides to letting him maintain some amount of autonomy as well. For one she absolutely loves his uniform, the baggy jumpsuit is perfect for hiding a multitude of sins. The two of them have been having great fun putting Gihun's plug in before they go their separate ways at the start of the work day. Sending him off to do his job where every inch of the building is conveniently covered in cameras.
When either of them need a break from work it is a simple matter to find where is with his tracker and find the right camera. Admire their precious boy as he goes teetering about the base. Only the two of them getting to know the source of what is making his legs slightly shake.
The mask itself is a delicious tease. They have to imagine how wet and wide his eyes must be getting under that mask. How red his lips are getting as he repeatedly bites down on them to hold his noises in. Then when the evening comes he is already nice and warmed up for them.
Though Gihun has been starting to get a bit wily as of late, cheeky even, testing boundaries. Just this morning he had somehow managed to work out a way to get out of bed without waking either of them up first. They had taken to dressing him in tight fitting but stretchy clothing, ones that let them admire every inch of him whilst being easy to pull down.
This morning though they woke to find him already in the kitchen drinking coffee, wearing a stiff button down and belted slacks. He looked at them with a spark of defiance in his eyes but it was hard for them to particularly mind.
The two of them have been in control of his wardrobe so they immediately knew that the clothes he put on must be Inho's. His little show of resistance probably didn't have quite the effect he had in mind as all it achieved was immediately riling Inho up. Seeing Gihun draped in his clothes like an indelible claim. She should set up a repeat of sorts of this for Inho, as a special treat.
Have Gihun all prepped and ready for him, wearing only one of his shirts, barely able to cover the good stuff as the hem just about reaches the top of his thighs. Or maybe she should dress him in some of her clothes. He is certainly slim enough to pull it off. How to choose, both options are just too tempting.
She grinned when she recognised Inho's shift in weight as he prepared himself to pounce. Gihun must have seen something in Inho's face as that smug look quickly feel from his face as he put his mug down and started babbling something about needing to get to work before heading for the door.
Turning his back proved to be a mistake as it meant he wasn't able to see quite how quickly Inho was gaining on him until he was pulled to the floor. The clothes proved to be not be quite the good idea that he thought they were as it was barely that much more difficult to get him arse up and exposed. Worse even, as the belt proved to be quite useful as Inho was quickly able to use it to bind his arms behind his back. Leaving him writhing on the floor unable to do anything as Inho worked in a couple of fingers, stretching him out perfunctorily for the plug he pushes in after.
Gihun was hard when Inho flipped him over, arm pinned below his body. Seeing as how Gihun woke up earlier than usual it gave them plenty of time for a bit of play. By the time they were done teasing him Gihun was painfully hard and dripping. Whinging for them to finally let him cum.
Unfortunately for him it was time for them to go to work by the time he broke and finally started begging. Inho meanly avoided touching his throbbing length directly as he dressed him again in the boxers and slacks. Gihun looking at them in absolute betrayal, grinding fruitlessly in the air. In response Inho just releases Gihun after practically devouring his mouth. Allowing him to scurry out to work with a loud smack on that arse.
A far more annoying show of defiance Gihun has been doing as of late is intentionally withholding his tears, knowing that they act like gasoline to their lust. This plan of his will probably backfire on him dramatically as Inho's answer was to buy more tools to bully and overwhelm Gihun with the first chance he got. Inho came back from a meeting on the main land last night with quite a large bag.
She's looking forward to seeing what other implements he bought them, she hasn't had the chance yet to peruse his selection. One of them is already in use, the plug from this morning that Gihun has in him right now, the app to control it on Inho's phone. She wonders if Gihun has noticed the difference yet from their normal plug or if it will only become apparent when it starts to vibrate.
Looking at the clock the two still have a couple more hours to go before the end of the day. Seeing as how she has lost all focus she might as well have a break now. She quickly finds Gihun's in one of the further storage rooms. Hardly anyone goes in there this early on as it is largely just spare uniforms and bedding.
She quickly finds the camera feed and is immediately delighted by what she sees. He is lying curled up on a pile of pillows jotting something down on a clip board. Was the plug becoming too much for him? She shudders in delight at the thought of Gihun becoming overwhelmed by the toy jabbing into all of his sensitive spots to the point he could only curl up in defeat.
She zooms in the camera just as Gihun brings then end of the pen up to his mouth to nibble on in thought… his mouth? Oh, oh Gihun really is being naughty today. Breaking the rules by taking off his mask like that whilst out of their assigned quarters. She can see it discarded on the floor next to him. Well well well, what to do with this wonderful opportunity.
Their bad boy definitely deserves a punishment. He has set this up beautifully for them as well. Hiding away from them in a remote corner of the base just means they don't need to hold themselves back as there being no chance of a nearby working stumbling across him writhing on the ground in pleasure for them.
Strange that he would risk taking off his mask when they could find him on the cameras at any point. With a jolt she realises that they have never commented to him that they like to watch him during the day. He could have absolutely no idea of their little hobby. How delicious, their boy probably thinks that he is safe and hidden away right now. They will need to keep this secret from him for as long as possible.
"Camera 381 Inho." Inho looks up at her in askance which quickly morphs to eagerness as he sees her expression of glee. He quickly pauses his work to bring up the feed. His face turns wicked as he sees Gihun violating one of the rules on camera.
"It wouldn't do for our boy to think that he can get away with breaking the rules would it?" She purrs out throatily. Inho chuckles deeply in agreement pulling out his phone, opening the app and tapping the on button.
On screen there is no reaction from Gihun.
Confused she makes eye contact with Inho who is also frowning in consternation.
"Is there some sort of range issue?"
Inho shakes his head looking a bit disappointed.
"As long as he is in the building then it should be fine. The app says it's connected and communicating."
Gihun at that moment decides he has had enough of a break and stands up with a stretch. Doing so far to quickly and easily for someone who should have silicone digging into his prostate. Understanding dawns on both of their faces.
Gihun really has been misbehaving. Taking out his plug thinking they wouldn't notice. He has earned himself a far more thorough punishment than just being caught with his mask off. She can feel herself start to grow wet in anticipation.
Inho's expression turns predatory, a smouldering fire lights in his eyes. His arms flex like he is barely able to hold himself back from immediately hunting Gihun down and dragging him back to their rooms for some discipline. She can relate, the last thing she wants to do right now is more work. She really does need to review these reports from her engineering department today. Inho though doesn’t have anything urgent to finish before the end of the day. She isn't so cruel as to make him wait the hour it would take her to complete her work. It would feel like eternity for him.
"Go on Inho, find where he decided to hide our gift for him. Then get whatever you want to use on him ready." The gratitude on Inho's face is as rewarding as the kiss he leaves on her cheek in thanks.
"Thank you dear, I won't start without you." With that he picks up his mask and is gone.
She has to force herself to close the surveillance interface and go back to work. If she continues to watch then there is no world in which she finishes any more work today.
When she is finally done and steps into their quarters it is to the lovely sight of Gihun being pinned face down to the counter. Chest pressed down with Inho bent over him, plastering together so every inch of them is in contract, from their feet to their thighs to their torso's. He is using his weight to keep Gihun in place. Just her luck that Gihun is facing towards her and away from the incriminating plug sitting on the counter next to him. The position has Inho's mouth right against Gihun's ear where she is sure Inho is murmuring dirty promises considering how red Gihun is.
"Took your plug out did you? naughty boy Gihun." She tuts at him in disapproval. "Where did you find it Inho?
"I didn't. He had to confess where he put it, didn't you darling. You made me interrogate it out of you right sweetheart. I wouldn't let you out of that closet until you told me."
She bitterly wishes that she hadn't prioritized work and stopped watching the cameras. It made her miss out on witnessing Gihun being pulled into some cupboard by Inho whilst going about his day. Forced to bend over whilst a roaming hand investigated his ass over his jumpsuit.
Perhaps there wouldn't be enough room to bend Gihun over and instead the two would be pressed together by the close confines. Chest to chest. Inho would be able to force a leg between Gihun's, leaving him forced to practically sit on it. Unable to pull away from those hands as they fondle all over his body in the limited space. Inho feeling the lack of plug when he finally presses his fingers up against his hole through the fabric.
She steps closer to brush the back of her fingers along Gihun's blushing face.
"You have been so bad as of late darling. You know what that means right?" She admonishes him softly whilst appreciating the heat she can feel radiating off of his cheeks. She can't wait to feel the same from his ass.
"Noona, please" He whines out pitifully looking up with her with wide pleading eyes. Usually it is enough to make her soften, go a bit more easy on him. All it does now is remind her of how he has been trying to manipulate them as of late. Cementing her resolve for him to be properly punished for all of this bad behaviour.
She cups his cheek in her hand, as she normally does when she gives in to her begging. She loves seeing that spark of hope build just to immediately extinguish it by shoving her thumb into that pouting mouth.
"Did you really think we would be letting you get away with your bad behaviour sweetheart? Taking our present out like that. You know that everything we do is what's best for you darling."
Gihun's eyes widen even more with dismay as he realises he isn't going to be able to escape being disciplined this time.
Inho's other arm flexes which results in a lovely sequel from Gihun. She should have known Inho wouldn't be able to resist their boy the moment he had him pinned down in one place.
"I thought you weren't going to get started without me dear?" She teases him for his complete lack of restraint.
"Just getting him warmed up." He completely unapologetically answers.
Curious she walks to the other side of them to find out what exactly Inho was doing with his other hand. With Inho pinning Gihun down with his body weight like that her view of his hand playing with Gihun is completely blocked.
"This won't do at all." She tuts disapprovingly. Inho really hadn't been able to hold himself back, just lowering Gihun's pants enough to get access, her silly boys didn't even take the time to get their shoes off first. With an indulgent smile she sinks down to untie Gihun's shoes for him, slipping them off so his pants can follow quickly after leaving him bare from the waist down.
Revealing that it wasn't his fingers that Inho was shoving into Gihun but a string of beads. A bolt of heat goes through her, Inho really hadn't held back on his shopping trip. She needs to see closer.
She hooks one of her feet round Gihun's ankle and pulls sharply. Completely disturbing his centre of gravity so he has no footing for pushing back. Gravity assists in pinning him even more thoroughly to the counter top as he flails in response to the sudden shift.
Inho adjusts accordingly, copying her actions on the other side so that Gihun's legs are thoroughly spread out. Whilst Gihun is floundering with the sudden loss of balance Inho takes the opportunity to bring Gihun's arms to behind his back. Pinning his wrists to the small of his back with his left hand. Serving a double purpose as he can apply pressure to keep Gihun's torso pushed down.
Now that he doesn't need to lean so heavily on Gihun to keep him pinned he pulls back a little so that they are both able to admire all of Gihun quivering beneath them. He also reveals multiple hickeys and bite marks scattered over Gihun's left cheek.
"Inho, you'll ruin your appetite like that" she says reproachfully. He looks up at her with a wolfish grin.
"I left you half" giving the unmarred cheek a little slap to accentuate his point. Gihun squeals in response, the impact must have had the beads already inside colliding against each other creating a completely new sensation from his usual plug.
The bead that Inho just inserted gets pushed out by Gihun's wild clenching. Inho quickly returns a thumb between his cheeks to prevent any more following. Being the lovely wife she is she assists her husband by grabbing one of Gihun's cheeks and pulling so they both can admire his puckered little opening. Inho roughly squeezes the cheek he claimed earlier so that Gihun really feels the stretch. So that not a single bit of his trembling rim can hide from their covetous gaze. She can't wait to see it bloom open with each increasing bead.
"Grab the lube won't you dearest?" Inho asks courteously. Pretending to be civilised again, as if she isn't looking at the absolute state he left Gihun's ass in.
Inho must have struggled with keeping Gihun pinned and get lube in him whilst he is wriggling like that. Fortunately with an extra pair of hands they can readjust. She takes a moment to consider how best to do this. Inho only has one hand available with one holding Gihun pinned and he seems pretty happy to just roughly palm and kneed the flesh he has claimed. If she has one hand pushing in beads then the other would need to also be holding him apart so they can both watch his hungry little hole swallow each one. This leaves Gihun free to duck his head away, able to hide his expressions away from them. Ah what to do, watch his face or his hole.
They will just need to do this again so she doesn't miss out.
For the time being her other hand tangles into his hair to force him to turn his head, it does mean that Gihun is facing away from her. But Inho has been working hard, getting this absolute treat ready. He can enjoy the fruits of his labour. Watching Gihun's side profile as he struggles to adjust to each new bead.
The first pump of lube on her fingers makes her pause briefly as the scent she had caught hints of earlier spills out. Is that lemon? How many flavours did Inho get for his enjoyment? She hopes for Gihun's sake that he didn't get any ginger ones, Inho is honestly such a beast sometimes. She pumps some of the lube on her fingers and unceremoniously brings them to Gihun's rim making him squeal in response.
"Sorry baby, forgot to warm it up first." She kisses Gihun's shoulder in apology, not bothering to hide the grin he can probably feel. She leaves her fingers where they are, the pads nudging against his entrance, feeling the anxious clenching and fluttering. Occasionally circling round the rim, tickling and priming the nerves.
She hears an intake of breath in delight from Inho. Looking up she knows the hunger in those eyes. Gihun must be starting to tear up. Those doe eyes glistening temptingly. Triggering Inho's desperation to taste the tears that shall fall, he will find a way to force them out to slake his thirst. She can empathise. From the moment they first saw him cry being held tight on Inho's lap they knew that was his prettiest most natural state. Weeping softly, needing the two of them to comfort him. It is extremely gratifying to be able to taste the results of all their efforts. To see proof of how well they have been caring for him.
To tide him over, so he doesn't push Gihun too hard to quickly, she removes the hand she had in his hair down to his front. She lightly grips his cock, he immediately starts to desperately thrust into her hand for friction despite it being too loose to give him any release. His cock at least is leaking for them, unlike his eyes.
Gihun wails softly when she removes her hand, ineffectually continuing to rut in the air. Inho melts further into him and croons softly though his eyes remain laser focused on her hand as she brings it to him. He is practically salivating when she holds it up to his mouth. His tongue makes short work of cleaning up Gihun's mess, somewhat satisfied tasting some form of Gihun's desperation.
When her hand is clean again she briefly returns it to Gihun's hair who had tried to bury his face in his the counter when Inho started tasting him. She scritches Gihun's scalp, feeling him relax slightly. The entire time her other hand continues petting over his hole, circling and massaging it.
When he relaxes into Inho's hold she strikes, her hand returns to his cheek to roughly pull him open. They both watch his hole stretches round the two fingers she plunges in, meeting the bead right at his entrance and pushing them further in. Gihun keens loudly, clenching down firmly around her fingers as if trying to keep them in place. He isn't able to put up much resistance as she pets at every inch of his walls, making sure the lube is absolutely everywhere.
She wants to see the entirety of what is about to go inside him so she pulls on the string, two pop out in quick succession. Gihun ruts forward at the sensation as his rim practically flutters at the loss. With such a lovely sight she is immediately decides to let Gihun hide his face away. There is no way she is going to let her view of him greedily taking in the beads be blocked. Next time they do this they will need to just pin Gihun into a position on his back so they can admire his face and hole at the same time.
There are six beads total along the string, the smallest is as wide as her finger, they slowly increase till the last as large as three of Inho's. He chose well. They are large enough that he will be able to just sink into Gihun, but not too large so Gihun will still feel a bit of a stretch from Inho's girth.
She pumps more lube along the entire string so it is practically dripping. The first two beads pop in easily, the third needing just a bit of persuasion before it is swallowed up as well. When is pushing in the forth Gihun starts panting and squirming. The first couple of beads pushing in to stretch him out deeper than he had been. This bead is somewhere between the girth of two if Inho's fingers and three of hers, nothing he hasn't taken before.
She holds the bead when it is at the midway point briefly to let Gihun feel the stretch before giving it a little shove to pop it in, his hole sealing behind it but no longer quite so tightly. It's still smaller than the widest part of his original plug so she doesn't give him too much grace period to adjust. Pulling on the end firmly to bring the bead popping out again. He lets out a little squeak of surprise at the sudden change of direction.
Whilst his rim is still fluttering at the loss she shoves it in again. She repeats this game of popping the bead in and out until his rim no longer provides any resistance. When she is able to stop pushing the bead in at the midpoint and let the clenching motions of Gihun's walls bring it the rest of the way in she takes hold of the fifth.
She briefly tugs to make Gihun think that the fourth is being pulled out again just to start pressing the fifth in when she sees his hole relax to let the fourth bead out. By the time Gihun realises his mistake and tries to clench down again the fifth bead has shoved all the way in. The sensation of it colliding into the fourth bead and sending the rest of its brethren even further up his channel forces an endearing squeal out. He writhes and thrashes trying to escape from the sensation but Inho holds fast. Forcing him to just accept the feeling of his body being spread open for them.
She enjoys the play of muscles of Gihun's back flex as he squirms in a bid of escape until he gives in and lies against the countertop again, gasping. Submitting to their will. She gently tugs on the string again, making the ones inside him jostle and rub against his walls. With a firmer tug she drags it back out again making Gihun feel it as his rim is forced open around the bead repeatedly until it submits like he did and his hole starts to happily swallow the bead into his depths. The entire time she is accompanied by Gihun's moans as they gradually become louder and more desperate.
Holding the last bead she presses it up against his hole. Gihun's moans go silent as he clenches his rim desperately in response, trying fruitlessly to stop her stuffing him any more full. Silly boy thinking he can make any decisions about what is done to his body. She switches directions pulling on the string with a sharp tug so that the fifth bead starts to crown. Forcing that tightly clenching hole open from the inside, bullying the muscles until they give in again. When she feels Gihun's resistance leave she pushes the sixth bead to his hole again, making it knock against the fifth bead right inside his rim so it goes popping in, jostling against the rest inside of him.
Gihun is letting out those whimpering little gasps that she so adores as they watch as that puffy red rim starts to spread open slowly around the bead. When it reaches its widest part she pauses, only applying enough pressure to keep it right there. Leaving his tender little hole stretched around the widest part. Gihun lets out a confused little noise as the seconds continue to pass and she just holds the bead still, not letting it get drawn deeper into him or pushed back out.
"Go on Gihun, take it in, show us that you can be good for us." She tells him tapping on the half of the bead still exposed. The little whimper Gihun answers with sounds like a wounded little animal. He immediately tries to push it out, she quickly brings her fingers to hold it in place, watching the play of his rim as it tries to force the intrusion out as she keeps it held at the widest point.
"No not that way silly. Swallow it baby, I know you are hungry."
With a defeated whine Gihun contracts his muscles. Occasionally pushing the bead out but he mostly gets the hang of pulling it in. Progress is slow but bit by bit Gihun is able to suck the bead in. Just as his hole is about to close shut around it she pulls on the end, it pops back out again almost bringing the fifth out with it.
"Noona!" Gihun yelps in response.
"Sorry darling I couldn't help it. Here do it again and we'll let you rest a bit." She pushes the last bead into his hole, again stopping when it is at the widest point.
With a loud cry he starts to work his muscles again to slowly suck the bead in. She leaves him alone this time to work it in. Before she knows it the bead has slipped all the way in nestled with the others. Leaving his cute little hole trembling at them in exhaustion. Inho shifts his hold on the cheek so he can pet at it with his index finger, as if trying to sooth a scared creature. Whist Inho tends to Gihun from behind she decides to lean down to his ear to give him some comforting words.
"Can you feel them baby? They must be stretching out real good. Gonna make you get them out yourself. I will be able to slide right in. Keep that empty feeling away. Then Inho. You'll be so stretched that he'll be able to sink right in. He will keep you nice and warm. The plug was too cold for you wasn't it baby. Don't worry, we will just keep you stuck on Inho's cock."
"When we are home after these games we will keep you in bed. Chained to it, where you belong. You'll be ready to welcome us home, all warm, soft and good. We won't leave you empty when we are gone either. Put something in you to keep you entertained. We won't be able to leave you cold and alone for long baby. Before you know it we will be back and you will barely be able to clench against Inho as he uses you to keep him nice and warm again."
Gihun's whimper is quickly drowned out by Inho's low groan as he reaches the end of his patience and hauls Gihun up to a standing position. He pauses a moment to let Gihun gather his bearings before walking to the couches pulling Gihun along with him. The only time he releases Gihun is when she has unbuttoned his shirt so she can pull it the entire way off leaving him without a single stitch of clothing on.
Neither of them bother with their own clothes. There is somethings she just loves about the two of them being fully clothed whilst their vulnerable bare boy squirms helplessly between them. Unable to do anything besides accept all of their attention.
Gihun's legs tremble with every slow step he takes. The sensation of the beads jostling against each other and his walls every time a leg goes forward overwhelming him as he gasps and moans.
Inho sits down on the armchair when he reaches it, right on the edge of it, pulling Gihun down on his front after him. Inho spreads his legs wide for Gihun to fit comfortably over his lap, cock left to hang untouched between Inho's thighs. Gihun has a hand on the couch trying to use it to push himself off to no avail. Inho doesn't even need to strain himself to keep him in place with just one hand between his shoulders. The other happily fondling and squeezing his cheeks.
Gihun's ass is practically made to be spanked, all pert and bouncy. Inho raises his hand and lets it land softly, not putting any muscle behind it, just letting gravity bring the hand back down. More a love tap then anything. They both appreciate the sight of that flesh jiggle in response.
It's hard choosing between where to watch from. She could stay at the side to watch as the flesh of Gihun's ass ripples with every impact of Inho's hand. Watch the flesh start to blush under their attention before intensifying to a glowing red. Or she can kneel in front of him. Admire his face as he tries to stay stoic at first. Biting back his expressions and noises. Able to see the moment he gives in and his face crumples as he begs for mercy.
Seeing as she picked his ass last time she kneels down by his face for the variety. Seeing her get settled Inho starts.
"I think twenty spanks is fair. Five for not wearing what we laid out for you and fifteen for taking out the plug we gave you." He says decisively.
The first blow lands with a loud crack, the force jostling Gihun's body forward until the hand Inho has on his back keeps him in place.
"Count for me Gihun" Inho commands throatily.
Gihun bites his lip in response, shaking his head softly, keeping his eyes on the floor.
"If you don't then how will I know when I've reached twenty? I will probably need to keep going just to be safe."
That gets an alarmed jerk of Gihun head as he looks at her, wet eyes wide as he beseeches her for mercy.
"Go on darling count for us" Her tone is a lot softer than Inho's domineering one is but there is steel underneath. Which Gihun evidently hears as he returns his gaze to the floor in defeat. She isn't having that though, placing her hands under his chin and jaw she gently draws his face up. So her eyes can remain fixed on his flushed face, so she can see every second of the humiliation, pain and the pleasure that he won't be able to hide.
"… One" The defeat colouring Gihun's tone along with the fluttering of his eyes has her practically dripping.
Inho has certainly gotten enough practice at controlling his strength when it comes to disciplining Gihun. Hard enough for Gihun to feel and to leave some marks for them to admire but not so hard that he does any real damage or bruises Gihun's walls on the silicon. It must make for an interesting sensation having the beads in and being spanked at the same time.
Inho's hand rapidly comes down landing a light spank on the right cheek again then two quick ones on his left.
"Two, three, four"
"Louder darling, I need to be able to hear you" Landing another couple loud smacks
"Five, six" He cries out, the words practically forced out of him.
Inho lands a couple more blows before changing the angle of his arm. He must be going for the seat of Gihun's ass, right where his thighs connect to his cheek. So Gihun is reminded of this moment for the next few days whenever he sits.
When Gihun obediently says ten he doesn't raise his hand again, instead caressing and kneading at his cheeks.
"Good boy, you are already halfway done" Inho purrs, rubbing gently at the skin he just abused. This is more of a cruelty than a kindness. Giving his ass a bit of a break just means that it'll hurt even more when he starts again.
Indeed Gihun's cries are even louder when Inho starts spanking again. Whining and squirming over his lap. His eyes watering even more but just about managing to withhold his tear. When Inho hits the top of his thighs again he absolutely breaks. Watery eyes looking at her imploringly.
“Ahh— Ahhh, nnnnno, pl… please, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I pr… promise to wear whatever yo - oooh you want!” That catches Inho's attention. His hand hangs in the air as he contemplates Gihun's offer. Normally no amount of begging or bartering could get him to end a punishment early. Whatever he has in mind must be absolutely perverse. How exciting, first order of business tomorrow shall be to see what on earth he bought them.
"Whatever I want Gihun?" Inho's voice is low and thick with lustful intent.
"Yes yes whatever, I promise just please." Gihun looks surprised as he hurriedly agrees, his eyes glistening with hope. Silly boy, whatever Inho has in mind will probably be far more debasing than just five more spanks. If he saw the ravenous gleam in Inho's eyes right now he probably wouldn't have made this hasty deal.
"Deal" Inho says sounding deeply satisfied, like a cat that got the cream. The hand holding Gihun down starts to pet up and down Gihun's back. Like one would pet the flank of a horse. The other goes back to massaging those cheeks. Gihun's head drops again with relief, cutting off her view. It feels cruel to force his face up when he is still gathering himself so she gets back to admire the view at the back.
What an absolutely glorious sight it is. Such a pretty colour, beckoning for her touch as Gihun lies panting hard as the pain slowly fades.
She can't resist with Gihun's cheeks all red like that. Blushing like his face was earlier, apple red and begging her to take a bite. Inho put in so much effort to ensure that there is an even tone across his skin that it would be a pity to leave them so unbalanced.
He squeals loudly when she bites down. Trying to mirror Inho's marks. His flesh is absolutely radiating heat. The bite must feel so much sharper with the flesh having just been tenderised. A deep animalistic part of her purrs, satisfied knowing that Gihun is feeling her claim more than he did Inho's.
Gihun wriggles to try to escape her mouth as she sucks in hickeys and nips his tender skin to match his other cheek. Inho is easily able to keep him pinned, watching her progress with an enraptured stare. When her work is complete Inho reaches the end of his patience. Standing and hauling the limp Gihun over his shoulder to go striding into their bedroom.
At the doorway she hesitates a moment deciding what to do. Usually she would just ride Gihun. Enjoying the sight of him pinned down below her and squirming. Desperately trying to hold himself back from cumming as he knows the consequences. Her making a game out of trying to force it out. So they can play with his spent body as he is wracked with overstimulation.
He has been so cheeky though and needs to be reminded that his place is to receive whatever it is they give him so the strap on it is.
Whilst Inho is dumping Gihun on the bed she goes to their usual drawer they keep her strap and Gihun's original plug. She eyes the bag Inho left next to it catching a hint of leather and buckles, they are going to need a bigger drawer. A loud moan from the bed removes her burgeoning idea to have a rifle through now. She doesn't want to injure Gihun in her excitement whilst trying something unfamiliar.
"Noona, please." His sweet desperate cry for her attention is enough for her to hurriedly grab and affix her harness, threading her usual dick through the ring before turning back to the bed. Her darling asked for her, nothing is more important than immediately answering him.
Inho is sitting on Gihun's thighs playing with the cheeks that he marked up. Digging his fingers in before dragging his nails down savagely making Gihun squeal and squirm as he looks over at her approaching, begging her to save him from Inho's clutches. Unfortunately for him she isn't much inclined to mercy right now, he is still being punished after all.
"Alright darling, you need to get them out before I can take care of you." Gihun looks at her with betrayal, eyes wide wet and pleading his lower lip wobbling. Oh she really can't resist him when he looks at her like that, he will be taking the beads out but she perhaps she can give him a smidgen of leniency.
"Get off him Inho, I want him on his hands and knees." Inho eagerly moves off, grabbing Gihun by his hips and hauling him up. Gihun hangs in his hands like a ragdoll for a moment before managing to gather his shaky limbs underneath him.
"Go on darling, give us back our beads" There is no response from Gihun besides some shivering breaths. "If your greedy little hole doesn't want to give them back then it can keep them. We will ask for them back tomorrow, but only in the evening. We won't let you sneak them out earlier like you did your plug baby. Would you like that? An entire extra day with your new favourite toy?"
Gihun releases a sob of defeat, shifting his weight to one arm to reach back with the other.
Inho chuckles meanly as he quickly catches that hand in his.
"You know what she meant" He murmurs darkly, nipping the captured palm lightly in punishment as he releases it back into the bedding. "Be a good boy and use your cute little hole to push the beads out."
Gihun whimpers in defeat, slumping forward slightly before returning to his position. Probably realising his job will be harder if his torso is lower than his ass. Though it is an idea for a punishment for when he is especially bad in the future perhaps.
When he lets out a groan and starts tensing the two of them immediately freeze. Like predators waiting for the right time to punce they stare at Gihun's hole.
It flutters at them teasingly as Gihun starts to clench, with grunts of effort the last bead peaks out of Gihun's hole. She watches breathlessly as Gihun gasps and moans as his hole ever so slowly stretches over the largest bead. The progress halts just before the widest part of bead, Gihun panting as he desperately tries to catch his breath and gathers his strength for the final push. For a moment she thinks that it will get sucked back in, Gihun's small break losing him all of that progress.
Just as it sinks back in a millimetre Gihun is able to muster his strength and push again. His rim stretching around the widest part of the bead as it freezes there, letting them admire his reddened rim as it strains around the girth of the bead. Then with a pop it is out. His hole mouths at the air in loss as the fifth bead quickly follows, cresting Gihun's hole as he continues to push.
It is quicker this time, barely staying at the widest point for a second before popping out. The force of it means Gihun barely needs to strain as the string tugs the fourth bead to his rim. With how much practice he got earlier from her popping the bead in and out his rim easily parts to let it go. With those three out the rest practically race out, rim barely closing as the weight of the larger beads drags them out with a wet slide.
"Good boy Gihun" Inho croons in approval, shuffling up the bed to card his large hands through Gihun's hair and cup his cheek as he catches his breath. Gihun nuzzles into his hand, probably leaving a little kiss on his palm. Absolutely precious.
Inho's mien visibly softens in response to the affection. He gently caresses Gihun's jaw, thumbing over his lips before tenderly gripping his chin to open Gihun's mouth that he then cruelly plunges his cock in.
The room is filled with the sounds of Gihun gagging and choking around Inho's cock, caught completely unprepared as the head nudges the entrance to his throat. Inho tosses his head back and groans at the sensation of his tip being massaged by the panicked constriction of Gihun's throat.
It's such a pretty picture that she simply much join in. Lining her strap up against his hole she sinks in with one smooth thrust. Their darling now being fed on two ends, so neither of his holes feel hungry.
She has been on edge since the moment she saw Gihun on the camera so she can only manage a few gentle thrusts to make sure Gihun is adjusted before letting loose. Wildly thrusting at Gihun's prostate, using the friction of the base of the strap against her clit to chase her orgasm. Contrastingly Inho remains still and buried deep. He is happy to just stay in the hot cradle of Gihun's mouth. Not wanting to waste his seed in Gihun's mouth after all the effort they have put into preparing Gihun's little hole to receive his cock
Gihun's moaning as she unrelenting targets his prostate get higher and higher. The moment she is about to reach her peak she nods at Inho. He immediately knows what she wants. He pulls out to reach under Gihun to give his cock the attention it's been begging for all evening. He always prefers to watch Gihun's face and hear his noises when he succumbs to bliss and he likes being the one to make him do so.
Gihun cums the moment Inho touches him. Filling the room with the sounds of his gasps and moans as she admires the play of his back muscles as he writhes underneath her. The sight, noises and the grinding of the strap as she continues to pound into him through is almost enough, she just needs a little bit more. Inho's hand that was milking Gihun's cock through his orgasm manages to get between their bodies somehow to plunge a couple of fingers into her folds. Experience crooking his fingers just right, she can hear her own gasping moans as she reaches her own orgasm.
Inho obligingly leaving his fingers there for her to wring out her pleasure. His expression is rapturous as it's a double win for Inho, he does so like to make himself useful. Also the sooner she is done the sooner he can have his own time to play with Gihun's body.
When the last of the aftershocks fade she gently pulls out of Gihun. Admiring his hole as it winks at the air. On shaky legs she steps of the bed to get the harness of. Inho coming to join her at the foot of the bed for his turn to finally fuck Gihun. Before doing so though he gently draws her towards him, mouth taking hers for a hot filthy kiss. She practically melts into his arms as she feels his tongue along her lips before dipping into her mouth.
The whispering noise of flesh against their silk sheets breaks them apart. Gihun has taken the opportunity of their attention being away from him to start crawling to the edge of the bed. All this achieves is triggering Inho's predator instincts as with an excited gleam in his eyes he grabs a slender ankle and drags him back to the centre of the bed then with an almighty shove drive his cock into that prepped hole. Gihun lets out a delightful little wail as his body easily parts to take Inho in.
Inho grins in satisfaction, grabbing Gihun by the scruff of his neck and forcing his head into the bedding. Forcing his back into a lovely arch as he kneels behind him. He looks animalistic like this, teeth bared in savage satisfaction as he drives into the helpless prey that he caught and pinned down. It reminds her of wolves mating, the image would be more complete if Inho was biting where his hand is holding Gihun down. Though she does appreciate the clear view of his cock plunging into Gihun's hole.
Perhaps Inho would enjoy exploring this particular position more. He would probably quite enjoy actually chasing Gihun down and pinning him down thoroughly enough that the poor boy has no choice but to take the hard cock that will force itself into his hole. The image immediately brings a bolt of heat to her gut which had previously been sated. She must make this a reality.
They have the apartment in the city but with all the bustle they have been talking about the possibility of getting house out in the country side. Somewhere nice and quiet for them to truly relax when their work for the season is done.
If they get one remote enough and near trees she could set Gihun free in them, give him enough of a head start to let him hope. She will give him maybe five minutes before setting Inho loose. She'll be able to track his position with the handy little tracker, only her though, it would be far less enjoyable if Inho had access as well.
She'll give Gihun a small handicap just to make the playing field a bit more even. Prep him before hand and put a present for Inho inside. It will have a dual purpose of preventing him from running too fast and loosening him up for when Inho inevitably catches him.
Whilst Inho is hunting she shall follow a short distance behind. If Inho is having a hard time finding him then she can activate whatever she stuck in Gihun, let his loud cries give away his position. She can watch the entire process of Inho sneaking up to where Gihun is stumbling away or trying to hide. See him pounce on his prey and wrestle him to the ground.
Inho will probably play with him a bit first. Let him wriggle and strain against Inho's hold on him. Give him some hope of getting away. Eventually he will tire himself out sufficiently or Inho will get bored of that game and take his spoils.
The clothes they'll put Gihun in will be light enough for Inho to be able to simply rip them off of him. Exposing every soft inch of him that they so adore. Keeping Gihun pinned face down with one hand whilst discovering her present snug in his hole with the other. Whatever it is will have acted like a stopper, keeping all the lube that she will pour inside him from leaking out.
Gihun's little hole will be absolutely dripping with it, so Inho won't even need to slick himself up first. He will be able to just sink right in. Breed their precious boy to his hearts content.
When done Gihun should be sufficiently tired out that it will be an easy matter to carry him home and into the shower. He will be too exhausted to do anything besides shiver as she carefully cleans him out of Inho's cum. By that time Inho should be well recovered enough to attempt to breed him a second time. If not, well they should be able to find a way to let her fill Gihun with something of her choosing.
A loud crack and whine breaks her out of her depraved plans of the future to the depravity of right now. Inho has paused his thrusting to bring the hand that had previously been clutching his hip down on his cheek again.
"Behave Gihun. Everything of you is ours. If I want to touch what is mine then I shall." He reaches round to grab Gihun's limp cock, gently fondling it. "Just for that you shall cum again."
She can't help but coo as Gihun sobs and wildly shakes his head.
"You know the consequences of not being good Gihun." She says gently pushing the hair from out of his eyes. He looks at her pleadingly in return, those wide eyes glistening with tears. She kisses away the tears on his cheeks, feeding the addiction formed from the moment they first claimed him. With the first taste of salt she suddenly feels parched, like she just came out of the desert and was given mere drops of water.
Gihun doesn't supply more, nowhere near done quenching her thirst. A mistake on his part, now all she can think of is how to force out more. He could have spared himself some torment if he continued providing. One of the hands running through his hair comes down to his chin to pry his mouth open.
She takes a moment to appreciate the pink warm wet cavern before plunging three of her fingers in, claiming his mouth as Inho did earlier. She pets his tongue lightly then pinches it between her fingers, drawing it out. When this fails to produce anything though she changes her plan.
She starts thrusting them harshly in an out, trying to gain access to his throat, eventually she is able to bully her way in feeling him spasm around the tips of her fingers. This proves enough as tears begin to stream down again. Satisfied she leans in for her treat. Eventually pulling away satisfied as Gihun's chest heaves as he gulps air back in again.
Inho wraps an arm round Gihun's chest to haul him up. His back leaning on Inho as he sits back on his heels. Leaving Gihun helplessly perched on his thighs, trembling and perfectly exposed. The position makes it easier for Inho to turn Gihun's head so he can start licking up the salty streams she missed.
"Were those cuffs I saw dear?" She gently detangles herself from the pair, going to rummage through Inho's present.
"Mhm" Inho's response is somewhat muffled due to him moving on to sucking marks on Gihun's neck. He looks content, this is probably one of his favourite things to do, holding Gihun tight in his embrace.
Gihun makes an awkward shuffle to try and pull himself off of Inho's cock. He manages to make about a couple of inches of progress when Inho slides his hands down his arms to the crook of his elbow and pulls.
Gihun squeals as he is made to swallow up the progress he had painstakingly made in a few short seconds. Inho maintains a strong grip on his arms, leaving Gihun no recourse but to wriggle weakly. Inho's eyes darken, evidently enjoying the squirming and the hole clutching around him.
Aerin finds a set of soft leather handcuffs right at the top. The view is too pretty to disturb though so she decides to slowly rummage through the bag some more.
Inho waits patiently, bringing both of Gihun's hands round to the small of his back again so he can clutch them both in one hand. While he waits his spare hand plays with where he is connected to Gihun. Fingers petting around the rim, giving the occasional pinch just to feel Gihun squirm more and hear his whines.
A bullet vibrator catches her eye, with a happy hum she grabs it along with the cuffs. Eyeing the bed critically about how best to do this.
"On his back I think dear" She threads the cuffs through the headboard as an idea comes to her head.
Inho slowly drags his cock out, both of them admiring that stretched out hole as it tries to clench down against nothing. The poor thing almost kissing at the air, trying to entice Inho back in.
Inho happily manhandles him onto his back, another of his favourite hobbies, whilst she threads the cuffs through the headboard. At this point Gihun can't do more than tremble and weakly pull as she brings his hands up and buckles them round his delicate wrists. Keeping his hands up and out of the way for them, leaving both of theirs free.
She looks considering at where a ravenous Inho is sitting, all hunger the moment Gihun left his arms. Barely restraining himself from pouncing as he stares intently at Gihun's stretched out body, focussing down between his spread legs.
When Gihun shakily brings his legs together, to shield himself from Inho's unrelenting gaze, Inho finally snaps. He surges forward to clasp the bottom of his knees pushing them up to Gihun's chest. The position completely opening him up. So he can stare at that reddened rim just was as much as he pleases. Gihun squeals as Inho licks a strip across his hole before blowing cold air into the small gape. Writhing uselessly on the bed as Inho plays with his rim.
Inho groans deeply as he plunges his tongue in, jaw flexing as he curls his tongue against Gihun's walls. Thoroughly fucking Gihun as he tastes the core of him.
"No-ooo enough please, Noona please" The embarrassment at the loud sucking noises as Inho slurps at his hole is enough to have Gihun begging for her mercy again. She eyes him contemplatively, her instincts are to give her darling whatever he requests but she is enjoying the sight too much to want to move on, especially when Inho is having such fun. Then an idea comes to mind stretching her lips into a wicked grin.
"You need to give Inho a kiss with your cute little lips baby. He's been working so hard for it, give him what he wants and he will stop." Gihun just looks adorably confused at her. Her precious treasure, she will explain anything for him as simply as he needs.
"Go on darling clench your hole and give daddy a kiss back otherwise we will keep you like this all night." Inho chuckles at that, low and pleased. The vibrations must transmit to Gihun's walls as he squirms even more in response.
A wild flush comes to Gihun's face from the embarrassment. The muscles in his arms flex as he evidently forgets that they are bound and tries to bring them down to cover his face. When that fails he instead turns his head to try to bury his face in the pillow.
Inho releases a deep moan at Gihun's refusal as it leaves him with permission to stay where he is and feast. She is pretty sure that if Inho could subsist on Gihun alone then he would never touch a plate of food again. He would contently spend the rest of the days gorging himself on Gihun's tender body.
She lets him indulge himself. It'll take Gihun a while to orgasm like this but she doesn't mind a long show. Inho will be more than happy to work him over for however long it takes. Unfortunately Gihun seems to realise this and with a defeated whine complies. She can see his navel clenching rhythmically as he clenches and releases so his rim massages Inho's lips in a parody of a kiss. Inho groans deeply, his body shuddering with delight.
"Good boy Gihun." She taps Inho's shoulder so he knows it is time to move on.
Inho doesn't pull away despite Gihun's obedience. Enjoying himself far too much to tear himself away. Grunting roughly as he licks into Gihun again in childish reluctance to do as he is told. Times like this she is reminded that whilst Gihun is their darling boy it is actually Inho that is the youngest one in their relationship.
As much as she wants to let him have his fun they do have to reward Gihun's good behaviour. With a firm grasp of his hair she yanks his head back and away from between Gihun's cheeks. She takes a moment to admire her husband as he looks bestial, all rationality gone, chin smeared with the lube and his saliva, his teeth bared as he practically snarls at her for tearing him away from his meal. His wide eyes are completely blown out, the pupils have swallowed the iris, his lips red and parted as he gasps for air after practically suffocating himself in Gihun's cheeks.
"Give our good boy his reward Inho. Only you can give it to him, go on put his legs over your shoulders and breed him for me." That sparks his interest. As much as he enjoys sharing Gihun a part of him does appreciate being the only one who can provide Gihun with the sensation of being thoroughly marked deep inside. Inho complies, quickly dipping in again to leave one last long filthy sucking kiss to his favourite place in farewell.
He moves on to mouthing at the side of Gihun's knees where they end up on top of his shoulders. Sucking marks into every inch of skin his mouth can reach. Slowly shuffling back so that Gihun isn't quite so folded in half. Both for Gihun's comfort and to allow him to be able to reach deeper into him.
With Inho needing to keep both hands on Gihun's thighs so he can't wriggle free he isn't able to guide himself into that hole. Mindless with lust all he can do is rutting ineffectually against Gihun's cleft. She admires the sight for a few minutes, Inho growling with frustration that his cock isn't able to find purchase in Gihun's hole whilst Gihun whines and squirms to make his job that much harder. Eventually she takes pity as the silly man is so eager that he doesn't even think to pause to lube himself up again.
Squirting lube onto one of her hands she strokes his length to fully cover every inch. She then plunges her fingers into Gihun to add what's left on her fingers to the mess already inside. There is surprisingly little past his entrance. She huffs in amusement, Inho greedily ate out all the lube his tongue was able to reach. It's a simple matter to add more. Satisfied with how wet Gihun is she clasps a cheek, pulling it to the side to expose his hole, her other hand lightly clasps Inho's cock to guide it to the entrance.
Which means she can feel it when he nudges at that desperately clenching hole with the head of his cock. He pushes it in just enough for the head to feel those walls spasm around him before pulling out again. Just to thrust it in again and again and again, making Gihun feel it as his rim yields to Inho over and over. In a sensation similar to how the beads popped in and out of Gihun earlier.
Inho petulantly proving to Gihun that he can provide everything that the beads did. His possessiveness is sometimes ridiculous. What is the point in buying more toys if he is just going to get jealous over what they can do? She is certain that Inho's little bag of toys won't contain a single dildo, too possessive to let a cock that isn't his or hers fuck Gihun.
"Inho, you should know better than to play with your food." She laughs as she pulls away and stretches out besides Gihun, bringing her hand down to pet at his lower belly. She presses down firmly as Inho finally thrusts all the way in. She can feel the bulge through Gihun's belly as Inho sheaths himself, reclaiming what is his. He stills when fully inside, luxuriating in being fully surrounded by Gihun, oozing predatory satisfaction.
She presses down firmer where she approximates Inho's tip is, spurring a moan from both of them and a gasping cry from Gihun.
"Please… enough... feel- ah feel too full... mercy please" All hearing his tender pleas does is rile them up further. There is no way they are stopping now.
"Now Gihun, you still owe us an orgasm." With a wicked smile she turns on the vibrator she grabbed.
Gihun rapidly shakes his head staring wide eyed at the innocent looking device in her hands. She can feel the vibrations where she is holding it at the base. Curious she tests the tip on the sensitive skin of her palm. Oh it is strong, absolutely perfect. Their sweet darling will have no choice but to take it.
She waits a bit. Gihun's attention gets diverted from the potential torment of the vibrator by the very current torment of Inho. Letting out a sequel as a displeased Inho pulls out a bit and lets loose a few jackhammering thrusts right on his prostate to get Gihun's attention back on him. When he is satisfied with those doleful eyes back on him he slows. Going back to gently rolling his hips, returning to grinding deep so Gihun can feel every inch of Inho coring him out.
She strikes, bringing the angrily buzzing vibes down on where she found Inho's tip digging in earlier. The two let out twin groans. Inho grinding in even harder somehow to chase the sensation of the vibrations rumbling through Gihun's walls.
She starts to slowly inch the vibrator down to the base of his cock. The terror of the strong vibrations on such a sensitive place is enough to bring Gihun's attention right back to her hand. She stills it when she sees Gihun's wide eyes remain focussed on her hand. Inho does not take the loss kindly through and roughly starts thrusting at Gihun's prostate again. Only stopping when those pretty eyes look at him again.
It's a fun game. Whenever Gihun focusses on one of them the other will start to torment him in a bid to get his attention back.
Eventually Gihun looks at Inho long enough for the vibe to reach its destination. Gihun wails loudly at the targeted vibrations on the base of his spent cock. Inho lets out a curse. Gihun must be clenching down madly around him with the overwhelming stimulation. His cock refuses to respond, lying flat giving a few valiant twitches but it is just way too soon for it to harden again. When his cries are too close to becoming truly pained she relents and pulls away.
She brings her spare clean hand up to card through his hair, brushing some stray strands back which had fallen into his face.
"Are you tired baby? Don't worry, we will stay right here for however long you need to cum again" she meanly promises.
Gihun lets out a single exhausted sob his bottom lip quivering. She can't hold back the shudder at that soft little sound of defeat or from leaning in to tenderly kiss him. Capturing that bottom lip between her own, sucking it into her mouth to soothe with her tongue.
Gihun pulls back with a gasping moan when Inho starts moving again. She is tempted to chase after him, to map the interior of his mouth again. The thrown back head shows off his pretty stretch of neck which after a moment of deliberation she decides is more worthy of her attention.
Attention she delivers with numerous little kisses and nibbles over every inch of exposed skin. Enjoying being able to feel Gihun's adorable cries as well as hear them. Once she is content that she has covered every inch of his neck she moves on to newer ground. Nibbling along his clavicle then lower to the meat of his pecs.
She pulls away to firmly grasp the undersides in her palms giving them a firm squeeze before pushing them up, to give the illusion of cleavage and really draw attention to the tips. Her mouth waters as she admires those cute little brown nipples. Sitting there all soft and unassuming, no idea about what they are about to endure. How on earth had managed to avoid their attention this far, remaining small and unmolested is beyond her. To think, it's would have been so unfair if the entire evening passed the two little nubs haven't got a single drop of love. Fortunately she is here to fix that.
She rubs her thumbs over them, delighting in feeling them pebble up for her. Making them such nice tight little targets. Unable to resist much longer she dives in, taking one peaked nipple in her mouth and giving it a long, hard, slow suck. Gihun jerks underneath her, writhing at the new source of stimulation. The lewd wet noise of her sucking blending in with the wet squelching as Inho continues to drive into him. Forcing out a stuttering little moan at the end of each stroke.
One of her hands squeezes the pec to better present the nipple in her mouth, the other flicking and pinching the other. Not wanting it to feel neglected. She only relents when she can feel the wild throbbing of the bud in her mouth. Pulling back to coo over the wet raw flesh, she likes to think she can see it twitching as it encounters the cool air after spending so long in her warm mouth.
Goose bumps erupt over his skin as she blows a stream of air over it. Is their darling feeling a bit cold? That won't do. She tenderly covers that pec with a splayed out hand. Trying to warm as much of his flesh as she can reach. Feeling that nipple remain hard and stimulated under the sensitive skin of her palm as she rubs it with slow tortuous circles.
With that sensitive little peak now hidden by her palm her attention is caught by the other. Despite all the pinching, flicking and tugging she has been treating it with it is nowhere near as raised and puffy as the one she had in her mouth. She had better balance them out. Don't want one to think it is less loved than the other.
She seals her mouth over the other nipple sucking it in hard, introducing teeth this time. Wanting it to be as flushed and irritated as possible to match its twin. Revelling in Gihun's gasps and moans whenever she scrapes that tenderized nipple with her teeth.
When she pulls back to assess her work it is noticeably puffier. She unveils the other to eye them critically in a side by side comparison. The one that had been massaged by her hand is now dry so she laves it with her tongue so both are equally slick with spit. Both peaks standing to attention and crying out for more. She is happy to oblige. Taking one between thumb and forefinger pinching hard then giving it a wicked twist, Gihun's torso twisting underneath trying to get relief which she isn't going to permit. Her other hand rummaging through the bed sheets to pick up the discarded vibrator.
Gihun's whines become louder as he hears the motor turning back on. He looks at her imploringly
"Please don't... it's too much, I can't take much more." His plea is almost enough to send her over the edge again, it won't take much more. She can't hold back cooing at him, letting go of the vibe and throbbing nipple to cup his cheeks. Thumbing underneath his eyes to see if he has started crying yet. He isn't, leaving her no choice but to deny his request and force them out.
"Sweetheart… baby… you will take everything that I give you. I know what you can and can't take." With that she pinches the areola of the less tormented nipple and tugs. Making sure that the nub is standing to attention completely uncovered and vulnerable she grabs the vibrator again and presses it down.
Gihun reacts like he has been electrocuted crying out and thrashing wildly trying to dislodge the vibrator to no avail as she just follows his movements. Not giving him a single moment of reprieve. Then he suddenly stops with a loud squeal. Submitting to the sensation of the angry buzzing of the motor. Curious she looks back at Inho to see what he is doing.
One of his hands has released a knee to lightly encircle his cock. Just gently holding it but with all the thrashing Gihun was doing he would have effectively been fucking Inho's hand, overstimulating himself. Inho really can be cruel sometimes. Gihun has started to chub up ever so slightly at the torment, flesh finally recovered enough to respond to them.
"All you need to do to make it stop is cum Gihun. Be a good boy and cum for us and we will let you rest baby." Gihun sweetly keens out in response. Eyes wide and wild as he looks up at them entreatingly. Silently begging for them to let him go. There is no way that they will and he evidently recognises it as they gaze hungrily down at him. With a plaintive sob he finally starts crying again, shaking his head as his wet mouth lets out charming little pained gasps.
Inho's hips start to stutter in response to seeing Gihun's tears and she knows he is about to cum. She should probably wrap this up then. She releases the nipple she was torturing, instead bringing the vibrator down to Gihun's hardened cock. He shrieks as she presses it right down to his slit, right where he is most sensitive from coming not too long ago.
His body gives up. Liquid sprays out of his semi hard cock as he stares unseeingly at the ceiling.
The sight is enough to send Inho over, growling lowly as he pumps his release into Gihun. His hips grinding cruelly, trying to get his semen as deep as it can go. Marking Gihun so deep inside he will be feeling it for days. Gihun kindly milking out every last drop with his desperately clenching walls as the vibrator continues to overstimulate him.
When Inho finally stills she pulls the vibrator away, holding it to her clit for a second is enough to have her following them over the edge.
None of them move for long moments, luxuriating in the afterglow. Loudly panting as they try to collect themselves. Inho recovers first, pulling out of Gihun's body so that he can crawl up to start lapping up his tears.
"You did so good darling." They lay tangled in the bed together for a few minutes more, petting Gihun's trembling form. She can't help herself from slipping a couple of fingers in that puffy hole. Rubbing Inho's cum into his walls as he whines softly at the sensation. It's a pity they can't plug him up with it overnight. She knows Inho would love to watch it leak out of him in the morning.
With a reluctant sight Inho detangles himself, walking to their restroom to start running the bath. She stares down at their precious treasure, whispering reassurances of how good he was for them as he sniffles, slowly comes back to reality. He is mostly roused by the time Inho walks back to carry him into the water. Giving her time to change the bedding and call for some food before joining.
With Gihun leaning against Inho's chest it is easy for them to gently scrub at every inch of him. Tonight it is her turn to empty Gihun out of Inho's spend. The moment her fingers touch Gihun's rim he mewls pitifully and cants his hips back to deny her entrance.
"No - please, please no more"
"I know you are sleepy darling but I need to clean you out otherwise you will have a tummy ache in the morning. If you are feeling too sore for my fingers I could use my tongue. Would you prefer that baby?"
Inho's indignant grunt drowns out any response from Gihun. Greedy man, his eyes blazing at her for the suggestion that anyone but him should get to taste his spend straight from Gihun's hole. He is instantly mollified when Gihun shyly shakes his head then turns his head to hide is face in Inho's neck again. Lifting his hips slightly to present his hole to her.
As gently as she can she inserts a couple of fingers, spreading them apart so Inho's seed can drip out. Tenderly rubbing at those walls to coax the last of the liquid out whilst Inho soothes him with tender little kisses on the crown of his head.
When she is satisfied they haul him out to towel him off. They rub cream into his skin to keep it nice and soft for them as he gently sways. Slowly blinking his eyes as he remains in that fuzzy state.
He sweetly accepts the glasses of water she presses to his lips, it wouldn't do for him to get dehydrated from all the tears they've been squeezing out of him. Meanly she tips it a bit too quickly for Gihun to be able to drink fast enough and it spills over. Their boy making a mess as always. They are always happy to clean up after him, Inho gleefully doing so now with his tongue.
It is just as she is putting her lounge wear on that she hears the knock of the door. Their food, what excellent timing. She leaves Inho to get dressed and bring Gihun as she goes to fetch their trays of sotbap left outside the door. It is as she has set down all the plates in their places that Inho joins her, cradling Gihun in his arms.
Just as she thought he might Inho hasn't bothered putting Gihun back in clothes, just bundling him in a fuzzy blanket. They prefer him like this, soft and easily accessible. Inho sets him down in his chair at their small square table, pushing him in so his chest is almost pressed to the table. She takes her seat across from Inho. It leaves Gihun between them so that he is in easy reach.
They alternate between taking a bite of their own food and feeding Gihun. Holding bits of chicken to his mouth, pushing the morsels past his lips along with their fingers or cupping rice in their palms for him to lick up. He is so good for them when in this state. Cleaning their fingers of the sauce with his tongue as they leave his mouth. Not pulling away from their palms until he is sure that he has licked up every last grain.
It is when his dinner is almost finished that she sees him tense as he resurfaces right as she is bringing the last piece of chicken to his mouth. His mouth clamps shut as he instinctively tries pull away. Inho had pre-emptively stuck his leg over the bar connecting the chair legs, stopping Gihun from running away. He gazes in adoration at Gihun as he blushes and squirms. He really is so cute, getting all embarrassed again after everything they just did together.
"You need to finish all your dinner sweetling, open up." She more insistently presses the piece to his mouth, smearing the sauce along his mouth before he concedes, charmingly opening up for her to feed him. The sauce remains thick on his lips whilst he chews and swallows, making them glisten like he has lip gloss on. With a groan Inho leans in to lick it off of his lips, when clean he pushes his tongue into Gihun's mouth to chase more of the taste.
Right before she is about to drag Inho off of Gihun again he does so himself. Taking the last couple of mouthfuls of rice left into his hand and bringing it up to Gihun's mouth. Inho is wide eyed and breathless, staring unrelentingly as he waits for Gihun to eat from his palm. Gihun looks at the offering for a moment until with a resigned breath he leans forward mouth parted, his cute blush deepening as he cleans Inho's palm.
"Good boy, cleaning off your entire plate. What do you want to do for the evening sweetheart?" She coos at him, heaping on praise to reward his behaviour. He opens and closes his mouth. Their darling boy, unable to decide what he wants. That’s what they are here for, to make his choices for him.
"Do you want to read darling?" He shakes his head in response.
"Play a game?" He looks almost alarmed as he shakes his head again. She hadn't meant that type of game but the panic is very endearing.
"How about a movie?" He tentatively nods his head at that suggestion.
"Alright darling, I'll go pick something out for you." She walks back over to the lounge, leaving Inho to carry him in after. She takes a moment to peruse their selection, rejecting Inho's artsy films and documentaries as this is Gihun's reward. She settles on Into the Spider-Verse, one of Gihun's favourites. Inho isn't the biggest fan but he will just need to live with it.
When everything is ready Inho is on his back on the couch, Gihun lying on his side with his head resting against Inho's chest so he can easily watch the screen. She goes to sit at the other side of the couch, bringing Gihun's feet up to rest on her lap so she can keep his toes warm.
They are at the fight in Aunt May's house when she can feel the feet she has absentmindedly been massaging tense and curl. She is about to comfort their cute little boy getting all worried at the scene until she sees Inho's hungry expression as he gazes down at Gihun held tightly in his arms.
She can tell by Inho's deepening breaths and the way he is trying to subtly grind against Gihun's side that he is hard again. Probably has been since dinner actually. Come to think of it Inho did only cum the once whilst she and Gihun both came twice. It would be unfair to not even the score.
When his hands go for the opening of Gihun's blanket trying to touch all that tender skin she reaches over and slaps his hands away. She can feel a tingle run through her at the wounded expression on Inho's face along with Gihun looking at her with such gratitude in his eyes.
"Not during his movie time Inho, let him have his reward then you can have yours." Gihun's expression falls again as he starts to tremble in anticipation of what is waiting for him when the film is over.
The moment the credits start to roll Inho is all movement. Impatiently he nudges her to be lying on her back and deposits Gihun to lie over her, arse up. It means that she can hear Gihun's soft whimpers which pulls her instincts to protect him right to the forefront. Inho's hands are going to lift the bottom of the blanket up when she intervenes.
"He just had his bath Inho. Either get off with the blanket in the way or use your own hands." Inho looks at her mulishly but she just stares back, firm in her decision as Gihun gently presses his lips to her neck in gratitude.
Inho relents, slipping out of his pants he shifts his hands to instead grasp Gihun's ass through the blanket. Parting the cheeks to slot his cock between them, before bringing them together again to encase himself in a warm fluffy channel to rut in. Gihun can probably feel the tip nudging insistently at his hole whenever he thrusts forward again. The blanket the only barrier sparing him from being impaled by Inho again. He pants against her neck as Inho takes his pleasure from his body.
Inho's thrusts get faster and faster until he stops suddenly and pulls back so that his tip is pressed against Gihun's hole again. His hand rapidly strips his cock until with a grunt he climaxes right against Gihun's entrance. Their boy whines as he can probably feel the warmth of Inho's release spill out right across his rim, seeping through the blanket. Inho collapses against his back as he continues to grid down through his orgasm taking Gihun's nape between his teeth and biting down hard enough to leave a mark that will last a few days. Even in this moment though he keeps some of his weight on his arms. Not wanting to crush the two of them.
She is content to just lay here in the moment as Gihun nuzzles into her neck as Inho recovers above him. When Inho pulls back he takes the blanket with him to clean himself off with before tucking himself back in his pants and taking the blanket to put in the wash. Gihun is starting to shiver a bit in the chill of the room against his naked flesh when Inho comes back to sweep him back up in his arms again to take to bed.
Inho slips in first and pulls Gihun in so that they are chest to chest this time. His hand rubbing gentle circles into the small of his back. She scoots in to lie behind Gihun. Petting at the top of his thighs as he quickly drops off into sleep, thoroughly tuckered out. The two of them shortly follow. Her hand stops petting him and comes to rest on his hip, greedily clasping down with a possessive hold.