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You had seen Higurama stressed before, you and Choso had been around for finals in undergrad, but nothing had measured up to right now. Higurama hadn’t left his room in the past week besides when dinner was ready, but even then he was grab-and-go. You were starting to get worried so tonight before dinner you and Choso planned to finally get him out of his room even if for one night.
“He hasn’t left his room in a week, Choso, he needs a break.”
“And how exactly do you think we will get Mr. Practicing Lawyer away from his books?” Choso was hardly present, taking another puff of his half-gone blunt.
“How about you take a second away from your weed and help me think,” you retorted, taking the blunt from his hand and taking a hit yourself. You feel your shoulders become a little less tense, the weed taking an edge off. “What if we convince him to take the night off and smoke? I know you have plenty more where this is from.”
“Just because I have it doesn’t mean I can just smoke through it all.”
“Just one, I’ll pay for it, don’t you want to help him out?”
“I do,” he pauses, reaching for the box under the center table. He rummages around until he pulls out a plastic bag filled with a bunch of blunts in different wrapping colors. He pulls out a blue one and hands it to you, “here, don’t worry about paying me back.”
“What happened to not smoking through them all?” You ask half sarcastic and half grateful.
“You can pay me back another way, and I think it can help Higuruma relax too.”
“And what is that?”
You lightly knock on Higuruma’s door and creak it open when you hear a faint come in; seeing Higuruma keeled over his desk, nose in a book and practice cases scattered around his floor. You walk closer to him, putting down the plate of food you cooked down on his desk. He nods in acknowledgment not looking away from his book before grabbing the fork and taking a bite. He takes a few more before picking up his pencil again and writing down gibberish in one of his many notebooks opened around the desk.
“So Choso and I were thinking-”
“I’m fine, really.”
“No you’re not. What you're writing doesn’t even make sense anymore,” You say softly, grabbing the hand that was writing to show him, “Studying for this long without breaks becomes ineffective over time, you need a break.”
“I just need to pass this test,” he replies, still not looking up from his work, hands now in his head.
“And you will, we know that, I know you do too. We only ask for one night, plus Choso is giving us this one for free,” You hold up the blunt from earlier, twiddling it in your fingers. Higurama drags his eyes up to look at the blunt in your hand, then slowly at you for the first time since walking into his room. You feel his gaze pierce you just for a second and you feel a shiver run down your spine. His eyes soften and he smiles up at you, “What did you promise in order to get a free one from him?”
“You’ll find out later, but c’mon, let’s not waste it okay? Just one night, the three of us, like in undergrad,” you say as a final plea to get your friend out of this room. He takes a long, slow breath and leans back in his chair. He reaches his hands over his head, cracking his back on the back of his chair, you feel your face heat as you get a peek of the flesh under his shirt and the boxers just peeking out from his sweatpants. He clears his throat, snapping your eyes away from his naval and back up to meet his eyes. “Fine, one night. And only because Choso probably made you give up your first born.”
You smiled down at him, happy you were able to convince him, and eager for what had been planned.
The three of you are sprawled over the couch, joint mostly gone. Choso and Higuruma take the last few drags they can manage before fully putting it out.
“Thanks you guys, I needed it,” Higuruma says, leaning his head onto the couch cushion, hair brushing your thigh. He was way more lax now, his shoulders had drooped and his eyebrows held less tension. Choso and Higuruma sat on the floor while you laid on the couch, feet barely hanging off the edge.
“Yeah, we know. You’ve been holed up in your room for a fuckin’ week man. You shouldn’t be thanking me though, I have my own incentive for this,” Choso said, mischief behind his words.
“I heard about that, what did you make her give up? First born child? A kidney?”
“You wanna find out?” Choso said coyly, eyes staring at you the whole time, “go on babe, show him what you promised me.” You force your eyes to pull away from Choso and look at Higuruma, he’s starting to look worried. You sit yourself up enough so that you can reach him, your hand tracing the sculpted lines of his face. He looks from your hand, to your lips, then quickly back to your eyes, “is this happening?” He asks, restraining himself from leaning in right this second.
“Only if you want it to,” you say leaning in, lips just ghosting his. He closes the gap. Faster than you ever expected. He’s an eager kisser, tongue already swiping your bottom lip, you open for him gladly. Your breathing becomes short and small noises find their way from your mouth, immediately swallowed by Higuruma. Your hands find their way to his hair, pulling him up to be level with you on the couch. You're sitting on his lap battling for air when hands come from behind you to grab your tits, Choso.
“Off,” He commands and you break apart from Higuruma for a second to take off the shirt you had on. Once it’s off your hands are back on Higuruma, mouth and tongue intertwining again. You feel his hands barely graze your tits and your about to grab his hands before you hear-
“You can grab them, she doesn’t mind it a little rough, such a good slut that way,” Choso says to him, chin hooked over your shoulder, practically whispering the last part in your ear. That makes you break away and whine. Choso’s hands are already undoing the clasp of your bra and discarding it somewhere near your shirt. It doesn’t take long for Higuruma’s hands to find your nipples and pinch. A noise you haven’t made in a while finds its way to your throat.
“Nnngh… Please- Higu..” You start to beg as you throw your head back. Choso’s mouth finds yours, leaving no time for foreplay as his tongue meets yours and he bites your bottom lip. Higuruma’s mouth finds your tits, biting and licking one while toying with the other. You can’t help but buck your chest into his hands whining when he gets the message and bites and pinches harder. You start to subconsciously grind onto his leg to find some relief of the heat that has been growing between your legs. When Choso finally breaks apart from you he’s wearing a devilish smile, his eyes dark with lust.
“Why don’t you take off those pretty panties and show Ruma here what you really promised?” Choso said, leaning in to bite your ear.
Nodding slowly, you lift Higuruma’s chin to make him watch you as you step off the couch and begin to strip. Both men watch you diligently unbutton and unzip your pants. Higuruma’s eyes grow when he sees the panties you're wearing, pretty, blue, and already soaked. Both men start taking their own clothes off, not breaking eye contact with you. You feel like prey, like you’re being hunted for sport, and it feels hot. Once your panties are off Higuruma takes another deep breath while Choso smiles malevolently, they are mostly naked now aside from their boxers, but they don’t hide much. Both of them are big, you start to wonder if you’ve done enough to prep when Choso cuts through your thoughts.
“C’mere baby, take a seat.” You move to sit on Higuruma’s lap but a hand grabs your hair rough before you can. “Not there baby, neal,” he clarifies, moving you to kneel in front of Higuruma. Your hands trace his inner thigh while you look into his eyes for permission. “Now, what do you say, baby girl?”Choso whispers in your ear, just loud enough that Higuruma hears. You nuzzle your face in between his thighs, not breaking eye contact, “Can I suck you off, Ruma?” A broken ‘fuck’ leaves his mouth as he rolls his head back before saying “Absolutely baby.” With that you bring your face to his boxers and start mouthing at the wet patch. Higuruma starts breathing heavily, gasping when you suck right at the tip. He bucks up trying to get more relief. When he doesn’t find it due to the cloth barrier between you, he whines.
“Please baby… fuck, take it out, please..” He whines scooting closer to your face while you continue to lick up his clothed dick.
“Baby,” Choso says pulling your hair back so you are no longer on Higuruma’s dick, “he said please, don’t torture him. Take off his boxers and suck like the good slut you are.”
You moan at the command, dragging your hands up to the waistband of Higuruma’s boxers and shuffling them off his legs. His dick pops out with a wet slap against his stomach. You reach for him and start to lick him up and down.
“C’mon, please- fuck… What did Choso say about teasing?” He chokes out.
You look up at him, not breaking eye contact as you swallow his tip and work yourself down his cock. His head lolls back again as he slurs strings of curses.
“Mmmm yeah- fuck, just like that baby.”
You hear shuffling behind you which you only assume is Choso finally removing his boxers. By the wet schl sounds that follow you assumed you were right.
Hearing both men getting off to you lights a fire under you. You reach one of your hands down to massage your clit and get some relief but a different hand stops you.
“Now, now, we are supposed to be helping Ruma relax. Why don’t you show him how good you were at getting prepped.” Choso says, still rubbing his dick with one hand, a small piece of you wanting to close your mouth around him. You listen to Choso and turn to face him, bending at the waist to show Higuruma the work you had done previously.
“Fuck, you did this all by yourself baby? How many fingers did you manage?” He asks, circling his middle finger around your hole.
“Ahhh! Th.. three,” you moan as he pushes his middle and index finger in.
“Such a good girl,” He says low and dark. He adds another after hearing your reply. You moan at the stretch, his fingers are much larger than yours. When you start to rock back onto his fingers Choso grabs your hair and aligns his dick with your lips.
“Open up, slut,” he says before shoving into your mouth. You gag around his dick before gathering yourself and breathing through your nose. You let your jaw go lax as Choso grabs your hair harder and fucks your face. Your eyes tear up as he abuses your mouth and Higuruma equally abuses your pussy.
When Higuruma removes his fingers a choked gurgle escapes you. You feel more empty than before, but it’s not for long. You hear Higuruma shuffle away and Choso pulls you off his dick. You cough and struggle to take in air again as he moves you on your feet and spins you, making you slightly lose your balance.
“Here’s what we’re gonna do baby, you’re gonna lean over the arm rest while Ruma fucks you and you suck me off. Got it?” You nod eagerly, moving to the arm rest and placing your hands on it. You bend at the waist taking a few steps back and lean your face over the couch. Choso bends one knee on the couch in front of you. He slaps his dick on your face and you open and take him just like before. Higuruma comes back from wherever he went, condoms and lube in hand.
“Fuck you got all ready for me, baby?” You can hear him ripping open a condom and you whine and push Choso off you.
“Please, I’ve been on the pill since high school. I want to feel you in me,” You say staring back at him hoping he will come inside you.
“Baby if you keep talking like that I’m going to cum right now,” he says tossing the partially open wrapper on the floor, he wouldn’t be needing it tonight.
“Thank you… thank you..” you babble drunk on lust going back to Choso and letting him grab your hair again. You hear Higuruma pop open the lube bottle as squelches fill the room. You start to move your hips a little begging Higuruma to please hurry up. When you feel his tip at your entrance you nearly sob. You push back wanting him inside you yesterday, he finally snaps his hips forward and a mangled shout comes from your throat making Choso groan.
“Such a greedy cock slut for us. Begging for me to cum inside you,” Higuruma says, he sets a brutal pace as he abuses your cunt. Pretty quickly Choso and him fall into a patterned rhythm abusing your holes like a rag doll.
“Fuck, your so tight baby, such a good cock sleeve for me,” Higuruma says picking up the pace, his thrusts becoming frantic. You reach down to rub your cit again, sobbing when no one stops you, a pool of heat expanding in your abdomen.
“Good- fuck baby… I’m so... close…” Choso is breathing heavily pulling you onto his dick harshly. Every thrust you feel him hit the back of your throat.
“Can I, baby? Will- god will you swallow for me?” Choso is thrusting frantically, chasing the edge he’s beet teetering on. You grab the back of his thigh and bring him closer, your nose brushing his happy trail. He gets the message and loses all composure. After a few more harsh thrusts he holds the back of your head and pushes you as far down as he can go. You feel him spill into the back of your throat as you struggle to swallow him down. He pulls out with a sloppy sound and you cough trying to catch your breath.
“Always such a cum slut. Bet you’ll take Higuruma’s too, suck him dry while he pumps so deep inside you. C’mon baby cum with him,” Choso lowers himself down to kiss you now, tasting his residual on your tongue. You both struggle to keep a rhythm while Higuruma picks up the pace slamming into you at gruelling speed.
“Please Ruma, I need this… cum in my please, please…” You string on pleases, you can feel him getting closer.
“Fuck yes, I’m so close baby. Ahh going to fill you so good,” He slams into you over and over. Choso pulls your face in again and forces his tongue in your mouth. You feel so full, so close. Choso reaches a hand down to meet yours in between your legs and he pinches your clit. That’s what sends you over, your walls tighten as you cum on Higuruma’s cock moaning into Choso’s mouth.
“Oh fuck, baby. Shit-” he slams into you one last time, burying himself so deep. You feel warm cum fill you up and rock back onto him, milking it all out. He pulls out and a wet pop sound echoes through the room. Choso pulls away from your mouth looking at the absolute wreck these men have made of you.
“Do you think you have one more in you? Of course you do, greedy slut. Lay down,” Choso comands and you listen, making your way around the couch feeling Higuruma’s cum drip out of you. Your legs buckle as you go to lay down and you fall into the couch.
“Look at the mess you made on the couch, gonna have to clean you up so you don’t make anymore.” Then he’s on your cunt, licking and lapping up yours and Higuruma’s spend. You can’t help but moan already sensitive from your previous orgasm. Choso’s tongue assaults your hole as he cleans you out, not leaving a drop. You cry out and come again after a particularly harsh suck on your clit. You hear Higuruma groan loudly and look over to see him cumming into his fist while staring at the scene in front of him. Choso comes up from your pussy and wipes his mouth.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“Fuck you,” you say weakly, barely here and alive. Who knew the cost of a joint could be so good.
“Fuck this was-” Higuruma trails off not finding words, “- I should trap myself in my room more often.” Low chuckles fill the room as you three sit on the couch gathering yourselves.
“Pass the bar and you won’t have to hole yourself in a room to get this,” Choso says, eyeing both of you cheekily, reaching for another joint in his box.
*A week later
You and Choso are on the couch, not particularly doing anything, when Higuruma storms into the living room holding his laptop.
“I passed!” You all cheer, not that either of you doubted him. “Now about that promise…”