90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟚𝟙 - Bondage 🥥

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Bondage, Sex toys, Oral sex, Rough.

Lmao, I guess I've done this prompt like 50 times but time for another.

Ew, I hate this chapter. I'm so sorry. Unedited.

Word count: 1145

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Shuichi tugged on the rope, tightening it as he restricted Rantaro's movement. His hands were tied together behind his back. "We're going to show you how much better we are than that fucktard," Kokichi huffed.

"Hey! The guy called me cute, I never replied to him!" Rantaro argued.

Whilst the three were on a date at the beach, a stranger approached and tried to flirt with Rantaro. This made Kokichi and Shuichi jealous (to say the least) and they left immediately. Shuichi was determined to show Rantaro that they were the ones for him. He knew that the greenette loved them, but Shuichi hated the thought that others were flirting with him.

Kokichi had already slipped two lubed fingers into Rantaro who lay moaning on his back. Luckily, they had a soft bed so he wouldn't be hurt. Shuichi watched with hungry eyes as Kokichi replaced his fingers with a dildo, thrusting it deep into Rantaro.

Rantaro threw his head back, legs spread wide as he moaned. Kokichi grinned, kneeling beside him as he quickened his pace. Shuichi kneeled on the other side of his boyfriend, his fingers toying with his cock as the bluenette licked Rantaro's shaft.

Tracing the throbbing veins with his tongue, Shuichi licked over his slit before deepthroating the man. His ears perked up at Rantaro's moans, cherishing each one. He kept his eyes closed, bobbing his head as the cock in his mouth threatened his gag reflex. Shuichi continued playing with himself as he sucked his boyfriend, faintly moaning as he did.

Kokichi didn't let up, giggling from above the two. Shuichi could see the smirk on his face, despite not being able to look at him. His movements made it a little difficult for Shuichi to continue bobbing his head, but he managed. He attempted to match Kokichi's pace, not attempting to hide the gurgling noises each time Rantaro's dick poked at his throat.

It didn't take long before Rantaro moaned loudly, bucking his hips. Shuichi felt his mouth fill up, the man soon raising his head with a pop before swallowing. The substance didn't taste the best, but he didn't hate it and certainly didn't grimace.

"How much more can you handle Ran-Chan?" Kokichi whispered, pulling the toy out and placing it at his side.

"However long you need me to," the greenette panted. Shuichi knew it wasn't a lie. Rantaro often needed multiple rounds until he was satisfied. That was thanks to none other than Kokichi, the Ultimate Sex Addict (as anointed by Shuichi).

Shuichi stood back as Kokichi grabbed the man, flipping Rantaro onto his knees. He watched as Kokichi knelt between the other's legs. Kokichi pushed into the male who released a long groan into the mattress.

After confirming with Rantaro, Kokichi began pounding into him. The sounds of slapping skin threatened to drown out Rantaro's moans. His mouth hung open, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. Shuichi savoured the sight.

The bed squeaked and grunted in distress due to Kokichi's rough thrusting, but the trio couldn't care less. "You look like you're enjoying yourself," Shuichi chuckled as he sat back and watched. He couldn't just sit there though. Wrapping a hand around his dick, he began toying with himself whilst holding back any groans.

"I bet that bitch can't fuck you this good," Kokichi laughed through his grunts.

"I'm not too sure," Rantaro chuckled in between his frequent moans. "Need more proof." Shuichi raised an eyebrow. Did Rantaro not want to walk for a week?

Kokichi simply laughed. Shuichi didn't think it possible, but the purplette's pace increased again to an inhumane speed. Rantaro couldn't speak, constantly emitting moans that were so high-pitched it sounded like a different person. Slapping Rantaro's ass, the purplette leaned forward as he continued.

"Shu-!" Rantaro was cut off by his moans, but his message was clear. He opened his mouth, telling Shuichi all that the blue-haired man needed to know.

Shuichi crawled onto the shaking bed and knelt in front of Rantaro, holding his head up by his hair. He slipped half of his dick into the other's mouth. As Rantaro bounced thanks to Kokichi's thrusting, Shuichi didn't want to choke him. The greenette wasted no time wrapping his lips around the dick presented to him.

Rantaro's moans were now muffled, but provided Shuichi just as much pleasure, if not more. Noticing the other's body trembling, Shuichi watched as the squirming man came for the second time.

Kokichi pulled out, slowly massaging the other's hips for a moment. Shuichi did the same, and judging from the other's erection, neither man had reached their orgasm. He noticed a wink from the purplette as he stood from the bed. Figuring out the other's intention almost immediately, Shuichi jumped up and replaced Kokichi.

He pushed the tip of his dick into Rantaro's ass, slipping it out just as quick. The taller man whined, shaking his hips and bucking them back. His body lay against the bedsheets, no longer held up by his knees. It seemed like he wanted to continue. Perfect, although Shuichi made a mental note that Rantaro could probably only handle one more.

Shuichi, knowing Rantaro had already been more than prepared, immediately thrust into him. He started at the quickest pace he could muster, fingers digging into Rantaro's hips as he held them in the air. Rantaro's moans were a lot louder, seeming more feminine than his usually deeper voice.

Kokichi resumed Shuichi's prior position, shoving his dick into Rantaro's mouth. He didn't seem to pay as much mind to the bouncing man as he began thrusting. The two were rough with Rantaro, knowing after years of experience that the other enjoyed it.

Bending over Rantaro, Shuichi leaned as close to his ear as possible and whispered. "Would you rather fuck that idiot from the cafe?" Kokichi slipped himself from Rantaro's mouth, holding his head up by his hair. Shuichi didn't let up his thrusts.

"No!" Rantaro screamed. His lips quickly found their way around Kokichi's dick again. He didn't need to bob his head, as Shuichi's thrusting did that for him.

Shuichi felt the tingling in his body intensify, collecting close to his abdomen. He knew he was close and Rantaro would be too. Glancing at Kokichi, he noticed the man had thrown his head back, moaning softly.

The greenette proved less volatile than Shuichi had assumed as he came again, leaving Shuichi and Kokichi on the brink of orgasm. "Fuck, I'm so close," Kokichi groaned. He still pulled out of Rantaro's mouth, letting him fall to the bed in an exhausted pile of limp limbs.

Shuichi pulled out as well, flipping Rantaro onto his back and kneeling over his chest. He began masturbating fiercely, watching Kokichi follow suit. The two didn't take long to cum, the substance falling onto Rantaro's face as the other lazily held his mouth open.

Rolling him over, Shuichi untied Rantaro and planted a kiss on his forehead. "You're ours."

"Wouldn't want to belong to anyone else," Rantaro chuckled.