The pleasure that suddenly surges through their body—or is it pain? both? they can no longer tell—is blinding, maddening, shattering every thought that isn't more, yes, more in their little mind. Impossibly, Kurt's body molds to accept both brothers at once, offering barely any resistance before both Kai and Leo's cocks are inside them, tight and snug and perfect. They feel so full, too full, ready to burst but knowing without fail that they won't, their insides sculpted to fit them without danger.
The claiming bites come just as Kurt shrieks with ecstasy, throwing their head back against Leo's shoulder, lost in rapturous pleasure. Being shared, taken, then claimed twice over in the same moment, is enough to make Kurt come all over themself again, wailing as they paint their torso with their own spend.
Leo doesn't hesitate to smear it messily all over his mate's shuddering chest, pulling and squeezing and rubbing insistently. The way they squeal and whimper at his touch is so endearing. If he could stay like this forever—breathless, mouth full of fragrant blood, hands abusing their swelling tender flesh, his cock wedged so tightly inside his mate, pressed right against his brother's—he would.
But Kai's hips twitch as he licks his claiming bite clean, his cock rubbing against his own, and Leo has to fight not to lose himself. They don't actually want to ruin Kurt. Though the jury's still out on whether that's even possible. Just look what their tiny virgin body has taken already today. "W-With me, Kai, like this," he instructs, pulling out as Kai pushes in, going in on Kai's out, small and gentle movements at first until they can find their rhythm.
Of course, the two of them were always in time with each other. It takes no time at all for their thrusts to sync up, their cocks reaching deeper, stretching them wider, Corrigan and Naseer's slick still inside to ease their motions. Kurt is sobbing with pleasure between them, holding on so tight, their cock still hard despite coming moments before. Leo grins, crooked and toothy at his brother, a playful if cautious challenge in his dark eyes. "Wanna see how wrecked we can make'em, Kai? You an' me? Make the little birdie sing for me, brother, c'mon, let me hear it."
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Date: 2023-05-09 03:56 am (UTC)The claiming bites come just as Kurt shrieks with ecstasy, throwing their head back against Leo's shoulder, lost in rapturous pleasure. Being shared, taken, then claimed twice over in the same moment, is enough to make Kurt come all over themself again, wailing as they paint their torso with their own spend.
Leo doesn't hesitate to smear it messily all over his mate's shuddering chest, pulling and squeezing and rubbing insistently. The way they squeal and whimper at his touch is so endearing. If he could stay like this forever—breathless, mouth full of fragrant blood, hands abusing their swelling tender flesh, his cock wedged so tightly inside his mate, pressed right against his brother's—he would.
But Kai's hips twitch as he licks his claiming bite clean, his cock rubbing against his own, and Leo has to fight not to lose himself. They don't actually want to ruin Kurt. Though the jury's still out on whether that's even possible. Just look what their tiny virgin body has taken already today. "W-With me, Kai, like this," he instructs, pulling out as Kai pushes in, going in on Kai's out, small and gentle movements at first until they can find their rhythm.
Of course, the two of them were always in time with each other. It takes no time at all for their thrusts to sync up, their cocks reaching deeper, stretching them wider, Corrigan and Naseer's slick still inside to ease their motions. Kurt is sobbing with pleasure between them, holding on so tight, their cock still hard despite coming moments before. Leo grins, crooked and toothy at his brother, a playful if cautious challenge in his dark eyes. "Wanna see how wrecked we can make'em, Kai? You an' me? Make the little birdie sing for me, brother, c'mon, let me hear it."