90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟠 - Oral 🍇

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Oral sex, Hair pulling, Rough sex, Riding.

Word count: 1168

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Memories of last night's activities flashed through Kokichi's mind from the moment he awoke. His hips had a familiar sting to them. He just knew that he wouldn't be walking anywhere today.  On top of that, Kokichi was faintly aware of noise and movement nearby. The bed was shifting.

Opening his eyes, Kokichi smirked as he noticed his boyfriends by his side. Rantaro shoved Shuichi onto his cock, the other moaning into his shoulder in an attempt to muffle his voice. Shuichi clawed at the other's back alongside the marks Kokichi had most likely left last night. Kokichi felt bad about it but Rantaro said he didn't mind.

Laughing, Kokichi made his awareness known. "Already need more Shumai? Last night wasn't enough for you?" The two stopped, turning to Kokichi. Shuichi's face flushed red as he stared at the bedsheets between them.

"I-I Well- Um-" Shuichi stammered. Kokichi loved embarrassing him. Sometimes it could turn Shuichi into a blushing mess and other times he'd become a teasing, shameless flirt. Noticing a smirk on the greenette's face, Kokichi sat up and smiled, anticipating the approaching display. Rantaro lifted Shuichi and slammed him down onto his cock again. Rough would be an understatement. "W-Wh- Hya!~ Holy shit!" Shuichi shouted, squeezing Rantaro's shoulders. The purplette didn't expect his voice to work in a few hours.

Kokichi, much to his body's disgust, leaned over and grabbed Shuichi's hair. Tugging it so the two faced each other, Kokichi slammed their lips together. With Shuichi's mouth open and moaning continuously, Kokichi slipped his tongue inside and fought with the other. It wasn't much of a fight, Shuichi submitted immediately.

Shuichi continued riding the other with Rantaro controlling the rough pace. "Want another round after he's done, Kokichi?" Rantaro asked with what little breath he retained.

Kokichi broke apart the kiss, a string of saliva bouncing between them in time with Shuichi before it broke. Drool dripped from the corner of Shuichi's mouth as the lids of his golden eyes half-closed. It was hot, at least to Kokichi. "I'd love to but my body is kinda killing me... I don't think I'm physically up to it," Kokichi sighed.

Shuichi tapped Rantaro and pushed himself off the other, falling onto the bed. Confused, Kokichi and Rantaro stared at him as he crawled towards the purplette who sat with his back to the headboard. As the bluenette yanked the blankets away, Kokichi realised old cum stained his thighs and probably the inside of his ass too. That would be hell to clean up, but he'd managed it before.

Shuichi held his mouth over the other's dick, pumping it with his hand until it grew fully erect. The ghost of his hot breath made Kokichi shiver and lean his head back, covering his eyes with his arm. Drool dripped from Shuichi's open mouth onto the cock, now standing tall as the bluenette took his hand away.

Kokichi opened his eyes just in time to see and feel Shuichi licking from the base to the tip. Groaning, Kokichi grabbed the other's hair and gently tugged on it. Shuichi dropped his head onto Kokichi's cock, slowly taking the thing completely inside his mouth. Rantaro crawled behind Shuichi and grabbed his waist, burying his cock inside the other in one, swift motion.

Shuichi moaned and squeezed Kokichi's thighs harshly, making the other moan. The feeling of the other's moans and warm mouth turned Kokichi to mush. Rantaro grunted as he thrust fast and deep into Shuichi at an inhumane pace, the other releasing muffled mewls, shrieks and moans onto Kokichi's cock.

Kokichi pulled on Shuichi's hair as he deep-throated his dick. He knew the other enjoyed having his hair pulled and Kokichi enjoyed doing it in public without warning. Shuichi would often punish him when they got home, sometimes Rantaro would join in. He'd never admit he loved being the submissive one during sex, but he didn't hate topping when he had to.

Grabbing the bedsheets in his free fist, Kokichi tried not to moan loudly as they continued the activity. He wanted to be able to tease the others about it afterwards and would lose his edge if he moaned. "Shit you're so fucking tight Shuichi," Rantaro groaned, leaning his body close to the others.

Kokichi didn't expect any other pleasure, so when Rantaro pinched one of his slightly sore nipples, he whined loudly. Well, he'd lost the edge he wanted to keep now. That didn't matter anymore. Whining as Rantaro continued to rub and pinch his pink nipples, Kokichi squeezed his eyes shut. "R-Rantaro they're sensitive! Mm!~"

"That's the point," Rantaro grunted. "Fuck I'm gonna cum," he warned. Kokichi knew he wasn't as close enough to cumming but that didn't matter. He'd do something about it afterwards.

Rantaro buried his cock inside Shuichi as he groaned, cumming into the other and releasing Kokichi's chest. Shuichi's mouth popped off Kokichi's dick and screamed, back arching as he clawed at the bedsheets instead of the purplette's thighs. Cumming onto the bed, Shuichi bucked his hips back into Rantaro a few times. Throwing his body down, Shuichi's face rested next to Kokichi's dick, coated in the bluenette's saliva.

Kokichi groaned at the sight, committing it to memory to tease Shuichi about later. Pushing him over slightly, Kokichi pumped his dick quickly, panting and groaning as he masturbated in front of his boyfriends. Slowly feeling his orgasm approaching, Kokichi moaned softly as he grabbed Shuichi's hair with his free hand.

Yanking the other over his cock, Kokichi moaned loudly as his cum spurted over Shuichi's face. Shuichi's lips parted as he gazed up at Kokichi, making the latter blush. Moaning himself, Shuichi fell beside the two on his back and panted heavily. 

Taking the chance, Kokichi seized his phone and snapped a picture of Shuichi's top half, smirking. "N-No... Why?" Shuichi whined tiredly.

"I'm not going to send it to anyone don't worry! You look so hot that I couldn't resist!" Kokichi giggled.

"Can you at least send it to me?" Rantaro asked with a joking grin. Shuichi whined as a response, closing his eyes with his arms outstretched. "You certainly look like you enjoyed yourself Sai."

"Sh-Shut up," Shuichi mumbled.

"This was an amazing way to wake up and all, but Rantaro, you need to help me shower," Kokichi huffed with a pout.

"Why me?" Rantaro rolled his eyes in a teasing manner. Kokichi knew the other would do anything for the two, he sometimes pretended he didn't want to though. He was obliged to considering how rough Rantaro would fuck the two almost every week.

"Shuichi's asleep," Kokichi chuckled, pointing his thumb to the other. Glancing to his side, he watched the other's chest rise and fall in a particular rhythm. He wondered how many rounds the other two had gone for Shuichi to fall asleep so quickly. "You left me sleeping in cum, it's only fair."

"Fine, but if he complains when he wakes up then you're taking the blame," Rantaro argued. The two laughed as Rantaro scooped him up in his strong arms. Kokichi loved them, he couldn't ask for any better boyfriends.