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The last few days had been hard, though you suppose the stress truly had been building for the last few weeks. Sleep had become a rare commodity and your boyfriends had been just as busy as you, dragging themselves to bed on either side of you late into the night. Holding down the fort had become tedious without them and slowly your nerves began to erode because of it.

Megumi and Toge hadn’t been blind to your plight, it was just, finding time off as sorcerers was hard. So, when a day fell that all three of you were at home together and Toge’s wandering hands couldn’t stop kneading at your shoulders and pulling those sinful whines from your lips… well Megumi was quick to spur things into motion. He was almost always the catalyst, Toge the original instigator, and you, their plaything. It worked beautifully for all three of you.

“Hmmm, noisy thing,” Megumi grunted from across the room, marking the page in his book and carefully setting it aside.

His blue eyes were unearthly when they settled upon you kneeling in front of Toge, stirring up every emotion from good to bad and stripping you bare. Beneath this stare you were nothing but clay to be molded, you knew when his demeanor changed what would happen. Just like Inumaki did, his fingers now freezing around the nape of your neck and lightly curling to rest the pads of his fingers against your pulse. It was a soft touch, accompanied by no pressure, and it made you aware of the fact that he was reading you.

“Like when Daddy watches us?” Inumaki asked, his words still slightly broken from his days as a student, as if afraid he might slip into cursed speech accidentally.

You nodded, tilting your hand to nuzzle into Toge’s wide palm, watching Megumi with an innocently wide stare as you whispered, “He should join us.”

It was within a breath, a second while Megumi’s pupils widened and black swallowed blue, that was all the time you had before he was standing up and striding across the room. He leaned down to reach over you and press a chaste kiss to Toge’s lips, smiling when the other man whined and chased his retreating mouth.

“Hey,” you murmured, frustration at being left out when Megumi did just as Inumaki wanted and drew him in for a deeper, more desperate meeting of lips and tongue.

Megumi paused, a smirk flickering across his face, “What? Did you say something, baby girl?”

His eyes narrowed, grin widened, everything in his expression dancing on the edge of sadistic as he tilted your chin up, stretched you neck higher and made you pulse thrum faster for Toge to scoff at.

“Just…,” you darted your eyes off to the side, both their curious gazes, both with pupils too wide to hold any color, fixed on you.

Your breath kicked up and chest heaved as embarrassment and lust swirled in a heady combination, threatening to drown you before you even got a cock seated inside your fluttering cunt.

“Use your words,” Toge said gently, soothing the pressure Megumi exuded, effortlessly.

One set of his fingers trailed up from your pulse to weave around Megumi’s and help support your head, the other drifted lower passed your chest to the hem of your shirt. He pressed you back against the edge of the couch with a firm splay of his hand, curling his fingers around to wriggle your top, up above your stomach. The brush of his thumb against your soft skin was enough to induce a shiver.

It was the gentle encouragement from them both, even as the air buzzed with unspoken desire, the understanding in their touch and greed in their eyes, that had you keening.

“Please Daddies, want you both,” you whined, thighs shifting together, and they both inhaled sharply, practically in sync.

Toge dragged you onto his lap and Megumi swooped in to press his lips against yours, lick your mouth open with a drawn-out groan of approval. Inumaki’s teeth nipped at your neck, the meat of your shoulder, swiping soft kitten licks over the stinging marks to soothe his aggressive affections away. Megumi claimed your attention, hands roaming your body, one holding the weight of your breast in his palm and the other guided Toge’s to stroke along your inner hip. Their entangled thumbs pressed in a convoluted dance against the fragile skin of your pelvis.

You arced for them, back bending so prettily that Megumi had to chase your lips and press his head against Toge’s chest. Inumaki’s other hand, which wasn’t helping his boyfriend trace nonsensical patterns against your skin, was trailing up to scrape his blunt nails against your sternum. His hard cock pressed tight against your ass, and he couldn’t stop himself from humping into the plush flesh offered to him. You moaned into the mouth of the blue-eyed sorcerer above you, and your lids fluttered open, causing you to break away with a gasp when you saw the pleased gaze of Megumi squinting down at you. Had he been watching you the entire time?

“Embarrassed?” Inumaki asked.

“Don’t be nervous, baby girl. Daddy promises to spoil you,” Megumi whispered, nipping at your ear, he was always so much more verbal with his cock nestled between your thighs. He was always quick to reassure you even as he teased you until you squirmed.

Toge was usually the one who spoke his mind, especially as his speech became more confident over the years. He was always quick witted. But sometimes words weren’t necessary, not when you had both of them hard and wanting, rutting against you, gasping puffs of hot air onto your skin.

“What do you want?” Toge asked, breath curling across the shell of your ear.

You mewled, writhing in their combined grips, pushing back against their frantic movements. A feeling of petty pride unfurled in your chest as they both groaned, and their voices climbed in pitch. When Toge spat out a rice ball ingredient you knew their patience was running thin.

“Want… both at the same time. Wanna forget, don’t care how. You’ll take care of me, right?” your words were breathy and high, eyes spun out as you glanced back and forth between them.

“Yeah, we’ll take care of you, baby girl,” Megumi snarled, pushing Inumaki to kiss your greedy mouth, untangling the two of their hands so he could grip your hips and guide your movements for a few seconds and relieve the ache in their cocks.

His fingers were bruising in their excitement, nails blunt and biting as they dug into your skin to keep you where he wanted you. Toge panted openly into your mouth, making a sloppy mess of you both. Both his hands wrapped around your head to keep you in place and control every move you made. It was so easy to give yourself up to them like this. Just let them use you and take control. It’s what you all wanted, what you all needed.

You gasped, twisting in Megumi’s hands, opening wider for Toge’s eager tongue. You felt the sting of a bite in the soft skin of your chest, above the swell of your cleavage. Fushiguro’s teeth worried and pulled, tongue laving over the spot repetitively until you whined and Inumaki swallowed the sound like he was breathing you in.

It wasn’t long until they were switching again, this time Toge chewing a mark into your nape and Megumi kissing you. He was always more controlled and just a bit more malicious with each teasing lead of his tongue. Toge on the other hand, always seemed to lose himself within the embrace of your mouth.

Both their hands worked in tandem, Fushiguro’s thoroughly distracting you by pulling you down to meet his thrusts and Toge’s sneaking down to push your shirt up and over your head, freeing your skin to their hungry touches. You were losing track of who was who, all you were aware of was that someone was kissing you, someone was dragging your leggings down, someone’s nails were scratching at your thighs, and someone was lapping at your nipples. Your mind was a slurry of lust and your body a puddle of burning nerves.

When they broke apart from you, and there was a moment to clear your head, you realize how utterly naked you were compared to them. You weren’t even sure how you truly felt about the difference. Emotions swirled inside you in a paradox of embarrassment, frustration, and sinful excitement.

Your face felt unbearably warm with the blood rushing through your body, and both of them stared at you with narrowed eyes, a look that belied nothing but said everything. It spoke of hunger and need, of holding themselves back from ramming into you and just taking what they wanted, but using you wasn’t what this was about. No matter how much you would let them.

“Please,” you begged again, spreading your legs and letting your shimmering slick drip down to the couch.

“Patience,” Megumi growled, pressing the heel of his hand down onto the bulge in his pants, hissing at the contact.

Inumaki however used you to stave off his desire, pressing his pulsing dick against your tailbone and moaning into your neck.

“Yeah. Bed?” Toge asked.

Megumi grunted an affirmative and nodded his head, scooping you into his arms with an ease that contradicted his lithe build.

Toge was quick to follow behind the two of you, and you heard the telltale rustle of clothes. You knew one of them would be far less covered by the time you were on the mattress and the thought made your walls flutter excitedly.

When you were tossed down on the bed a soft giggle left your throat, only to be stifled by Inumaki’s fingers pressing passed your lips. For half a second you gagged, drool pooling in the divot he created in your tongue, until you pursed your lips and sucked around the taste of salt.

You could feel the heavy weight of his cock resting on your thigh, the wet kiss of precum sticking to your skin as he rolled his hips along your leg.. Megumi knelt at the side of your head, once his lean body was stripped bare, and you could stare at both him and Toge unhindered.

“Toge,” Megumi warned, his fist curling tightly around his cock, slowly smoothing pearly fluid down its length.

There was something that passed between them, a look and unspoken words that said what would happen.

“Salmon,” Inumaki nodded, falling back to his old ways in the heat of the moment as he shifted between your thighs and dragged his dick over your slit.

Your hips bucked and you cried out loudly when Toge withdrew his fingers slowly form your lips, dragging his spit slickened fingers down your chin and throat. He tweaked your nipple as Megumi leaned down to nibble gently at the other one.

You gasped, rolling your hips upward and opening your mouth wide to arch your tongue invitingly towards Megumi’s cock. You were tired of waiting, but they wanted a little more. They wanted you to squirm for them just a bit longer.

The heat of Megumi’s length slid across the width of your mouth, thoroughly distracting you from Toge until you felt the puff of his warm breath against your cunt. You whined, canting your hips toward him, licking a stripe across the velvet skin Megumi offered you. Curious fingers spread your lips, until you could feel the juices leaking from you and clinging to each side, until you could feel yourself twitch invitingly to Inumaki’s prying eyes.

Megumi moved to your other side, tapping your cheek gently to get your attention as he situated himself behind you, and used his fingers to press on either side of your jaw, encouraging your mouth to widen. The flushed tip of his pretty cock, pressed passed your lips, passed your teeth, rolled down your throat and it was so easy and fast it made you gag at first, until he withdrew, and you could suck in a breath and swipe the flat of your tongue along the thickness of his head.

Everything slowly focused on your sense of touch, as you grew too drunk on cock, and soon the feeling of Inumaki’s fingers and lips pressing against your cunt. He nipped lightly at your inner labia, he swallowed everything you gave him with hands that held you in place and greedy sounds that should have made you curl away in embarrassment. Instead, it made your hips buck and thighs damp, it made your legs widen to push him deeper.

You felt the wet kiss of his saliva roll over you clit, the carefully placed suctioned of his mouth as his fingers pushed into your tight walls and spread you wider and wider. He split you apart by scissoring you open while Megumi languidly rolled his way down your throat. The heady scent of his musk mixed with the fresh crisp smell of his cologne surrounded you.

The gentle scrape of Toge’s teeth right above your clit had you moaning and swallowing tightly around the intrusion stretching out your esophagus. The twitch of your muscles constricting around him caused Megumi to huff out a pleased groan, his fingers trailing around the slight bulge his dick created, only to travel lower and trace the outline of your collarbones.

“So perfect like this, taking us both,” Megumi murmured, eye flicking down to meet Toge’s as he feasted on your pussy. “Like you were made for us.”

Though it was muffled, you moaned your approval, everything in you screamed ‘yes’. You were made for them, made to take them, made to hold them, made to kiss them, and made to make their days brighter. You were their star in the never-ending darkness in of their world. You would forever guide them back home; they knew it and together would imprint the same knowledge into you over and over.

Toge hummed in agreement against your flesh, licking his way into you and noisily gulping down every drop of fluid that rolled from between his fingers. Your hand at some point reached for his hair, twisting it between your hand tightly as you lost yourself to his ministrations and the taste of cock on your tongue. The tension in your body wound tighter with each breath that was forcefully shoved from your lungs. Your muscles twitched and nerves sang with an oncoming orgasm, something that was riding you hard and fast, something that you knew would hit with the force of a stampede as your brain emptied even more and you became nothing but a vessel of swirling pleasure.

Just before you snapped and your jaw clenched- right when your eyes rolled back into your skull and all you saw was black and pops of electric white- Megumi pulled from your mouth, shuddering violently. His hand came down to grasp the base of his cock and stave off his own end.

You however had no such thing to worry about, your entire body drew taught like a bowstring, only to relax into wave after wave of fucking yourself onto Toge’s tongue. Each crash of ecstasy slowly tapering until you were boneless and panting beneath them both, eyes glazed and unfocused.

Toge pushed up and reached over to drag Megumi into a kiss over you, slipping the taste of your slick into the other man’s mouth with an eager moan. Both their hands dragged over your body as they tangled themselves into a kiss, they never left you out, they never let you catch your breath. Instead, their fingers rubbed at you, pinched and prodded, leading you to the edge once again.

Your body trembled under them, skin buzzed with excitement as you weaved you hand together with Toge’s and latched you other onto Megumi’s hip, encouraging both of them. You wanted them to continue, you wanted them to fuck you until you couldn’t think passed drawing breath into your lungs. You were greedy and they’d turned you into such a spoiled brat, one they loved to give into.

They broke apart, Toge’s hand reached over to the bed side table out the tube you knew well. A pop of a cap and the press of a lubed finger had you keening within seconds. Pressure pushed passed the ring of tight muscle, pushing into your ass and working you open so unbearably slow to take him. Megumi knelt above you, his dick still slick with your spit, and his hand working the blushing flesh as he narrowed his eyes eagerly, watching your body eat up everything Inumaki gave you.

“Relax,” Toge grunted, pushing another finger into you, scissoring you wider while Megumi rutted across your face and eager tongue.

“Trying,” you whined, squirming and attempting to push down onto each stroke inside your walls, aiming to force him deeper.

You were so impatient, and he was so careful about taking it slow, they both were, even though Toge was already thrusting into the mattress and Megumi’s cheeks were flushed and his breathing harsh. Unusually, Megumi seemed to be the most frantic to bury himself inside you, maybe it was because he could feel your tongue across his pulsing cock, maybe it was because he'd already almost cum, or maybe it was because it had been so long since the three of you had fallen into sin together.

He glanced across your aching body, staring as he watched Inumaki’s fingers pump slowly and with purpose. His hand came down to cradle your cheek as he slid across your face again.

“Ready for Daddy to breed you? Ready for us both to fill you up and plug you tight,” he growled, his voice reaching the deep tone that practically vibrated in your bones, the one that spoke of his control fracturing bit by bit.

You nodded, tongue lolling out even farther to lift the weight of him and persuade him to roll across you again. Megumi hissed, forcing himself to stop from shoving back into your throat, instead leaning over to tap Toge’s shoulder insistently.

“She’s ready,” he whispered, voice still deep, but now interlaced with a breathy quality.

Inumaki’s lips curled coyly, his fingers pulling out just far enough so he could keep you stretched on the first knuckle, and so he could slowly drop a glob of spit followed by a shimmering drop of lube into your twitching ass. You wriggled and squealed under the assault, making the sorcerer chuckle, as he finally pulled his hand free and focused on coating his aching cock in more lube.

His eyes were narrowed with affection, lips quirked with lust and playfulness as he guided you onto your hands and knees. His heavy gaze watching his boyfriend stretch out beneath your perfect body. Both his partners in his view were something Inumaki lived for.

Megumi guided the curve of your hips down onto his cock, with the help of Toge’s hand holding the length of him still. The sigh that left all three of you was something burning hot, something so scorching that the exhales seemed to meld together. Then everything clicked into place, and you felt what they felt and they, you. Your nerves sang with new sensations while you were split apart, and when you shifted and sank further onto Megumi’s dick, the press of insistent fingers moved against your ass once again.

“Toge,” you moaned, breath hiccupping in your chest. “’M fine, promise. Just need you now.”

You felt him huff out a laugh against your naked shoulder, nibble at the sensitive skin as he pressed back into you with two fingers just beyond his beginning knuckle. He checked how ‘fine’ you were by spreading you open again, by pushing against the thin skin that would separate him and Megumi. He dragged his teeth down your spine with another snicker as Megumi let out a guttural groan beneath you, and his hips lurched up so powerfully you got thrown forward onto his chest.

“Hold still. Mustard leaf,” Toge said against your shoulder as he curved over you, you felt the shudder of excitement in his muscles when his cockhead brushed over your twitching hole.

“C’mon, can’t wait,” Megumi complained, and it was exceedingly rare for him to expose his weakness so readily, but with you clamping down on him and gasping in his ear, he had no hope to hold onto sanity.

You felt fingers and blunt nails dig into the flesh of your ass, spreading your cheeks apart as Inumaki rose to brush himself along your pucker once again. You keened, a high-pitched sound that begged him wordlessly to continue, to finally bring you all together at once.

One more drop of viscous drool pushed in with his thumb, and soon he was moving forward with something so much hotter, so much wider, and something you wanted so much more. Your head fell back, body slackened, and you cried out with a hiccupping breath. He pushed into you mercilessly, only giving you half a second to breathe when he readjusted on his knees so he could cleave you wider.

You felt so full with both of them stuffing your holes, until every time you breathed it was like they were rearranging your guts. They hadn’t even truly moved yet, waiting for Toge to get seated and perhaps waiting for your words to change from incoherent babbling to something more intelligent. If your eyes could focus, that’d be great too.

You twitched, taking in a shuddering breath, groaning as your consciousness pulled you back to the pinpoint of the feeling of Megumi sliding out, dragging along your tightened walls until you felt like he was turning you inside out. Then you were being put right as Toge pushed in against you further, until his balls brushed passed Megumi’s and tapped against your ass.

You moaned deeply, feeling the vibrations shake your ribs while your jaw fell open and head dropped forward against Megumi’s chest. The rhythm in the beginning was minimal, both of them too lost in the heat surrounding them and the wonder of each other’s cocks rubbing against each other, only separated by a thin membrane of skin. It was addicting, and the rush made it easy to forget about you between them for the first handful- or maybe more- of thrusts.

Inumaki’s arms caged you both under him, finally searching for some semblance of sanity in his movements and harmony with Megumi’s. Your nerves vibrated under their touch, body tensing and releasing in tandem with each push and pull of their cocks inside you. Soon they were moving opposite of each other, so you were never too empty, so you could never have a moment where you weren’t crying yourself hoarse with pleasure.

It felt so good like this, intertwined endlessly in a pile of limbs and puffing breaths. Sweat pooled on your skin, dripping onto Megumi’s and you could feel the gentle patter of moisture dropping from Toge onto you. You three were a loop, presently, lust and sin personified, love with no boundaries, and it was enough to make your breathing stutter until everything was a bit too shallow in your lungs.

With that edge of too little oxygen reaching your brain, of the press of their bodies, and heat of their lengths branding you, you could feel the orgasm unfurling in your muscles. Your body tensed tight, and Megumi inhaled sharply, Toge whined against your shoulder, their bodies moved with sharper purpose, fucking you until you were screaming.

You came with a bowed back and meeting their every thrust, your neck flexing on an arc and throat working as your scream reached a pitch that cracked into silence.

“Fuck,” Toge whispered, laving a stripe of spit across your salty skin.

“So hot,” Megumi finished for him, one of his hands trailing from your hip to curve lovingly up your torso and cradle your breast, thumbing at the nipple.

You twitched violently under their new attention, your body still too sensitive and yet they kept sliding into you with deeper more controlled thrusts. They looked at you with gaping pupils, like you had blessed their very existence. You keened as they both slammed into you at the same time, and then switched to moving together.

“C-can’t,” you slurred, mind too numb to string words together and beg for mercy.

“Just a little longer,” Megumi whispered his fingers tightening on your nipple and twisting slightly.

You shuddered against his touch as Toge agreed with him, “Salmon.”

Sinking deeper within your emotions and the feeling of their skin against yours, your nails sank into Megumi’s chest, dragging down until red marks welted across his pale skin. He hissed in appreciation, his cock pulsing in your walls. Your head fell back against Inumaki’s shoulder, and you turned your chin so you could beg for a kiss.

He gave it to you eagerly, even though it was messy with you gasping and him shifting with each forward thrust, it was full of spit and tasted like mint and salt, it was perfect in its own right. Especially with Megumi squirming under you, lifting your hips to get a better position, especially with him watching the two of you and groaning as his gluttony drew him further into lust.

You broke away from Toge with an inhale, your fingers scrabbling for more purchase on Megumi’s sweat slicked skin as you felt yourself barrel toward another peak. Your boys’ felt it too, both their breaths hitching painfully in their chests. Toge tilted you down a bit further, fucked a bit harder, and gripped at the sheets while his neck flexed. Megumi bit at your shoulder as your pressed closer to him, his fingers gripped harsher into your flesh until it dimpled under his pads, and his movements became so forceful that he lifted Inumaki and you off the bed.

The added pain of too much friction, of teeth and fingers imprinting into your body, blended intoxicatingly with the pleasure pulling you higher and higher until you shot over the edge. The spiral of muscles tensing and your body seizing as you came around your boyfriends, however, dragged you down and you dropped even further as they continued to fuck you with short, excited movements, prolonging the buzz under your skin.

Toge came first, swelling impossibly larger and making you feel like he’d tear you apart, and when Megumi joined him in euphoria you knew you were ruined. You’d be gone for days, body abused and sore in the best possible way and your thoughts a useless mess of fucked out mush.

You cried out as your orgasm lasted into oversensitivity and you began to shiver, tears pooling in your eyes. Cum leaked out of your ass and slipped from your pussy streaking down your thighs onto Megumi’s lap. It was sinfully messy, beautiful and disgusting all at once. You blinked, slow and sleepy, as your form continued to tremble and finally gave out on you completely. It was useless to fight against it, instead you let yourself collapse on top of the man under you and whined when Inumaki pulled from the puffy mess of your hole.

You could feel his sleepy, playful eyes on you, watching every drop of white mix together.

“Toge, stop staring,” you murmured, burying your face deeper into Megumi’s chest.

“Mm,” he hummed, obviously not really paying attention to your request as his thumb lightly traced your twitching muscles and dragged his cum down to Megumi’s balls.

You squealed and wiggled away from his touch, only for him to snicker.

“Shower?” he asked.

“Bath,” Megumi corrected with an exhausted sigh.

The way Megumi changed once his cock was satisfied was almost instantaneous, his words got shorter, his answers curter. But his eyes never lost that softness, his hand always sought yours and Toge’s.

While Toge was gentler, kinder with you after his he’d cum, he pressed petal-soft kisses against the dips of your spine. He teased you less, letting you soak in the afterglow, curled around you, while Megumi pulled out and left to start the water. It was different, they were different, their dynamic so balanced and extreme. But they fit each other perfectly, gave you everything you needed and with their hands in yours, you stayed in the middle, carefully keeping them in line. You were their fulcrum, supporting them and without you they would forever be lost.

It's why they looked at you like you painted the sky, it’s why when they came home, and you were there they breathed easier. Without you they would fall apart, they loved each other but without you they would break and crumble. With you, they were whole.

So, when Toge scooped up your limp body in his arms and you apologized for not being able to walk he just shook his head and gave you the softest smile. Megumi greeted you with gentle hands, roughened by years of saving the world from invisible dangers. Those hands that washed you like you were the most fragile shard of glass he had ever held.

“Can do it myself,” you whined.

“Shhh, don’t say stupid things like that,” Megumi murmured, it was gruff, awkward, but held all of his love for you. “I want to do this.”

And that’s what it was, you wanted this, you all wanted this. And now you couldn’t imagine your life without them either. So, you let yourself sink into the water, you let yourself give into the four hands that rubbed at your skin and cradled your face. Sometimes it was nice to be reminded how precious you were.