NSFW WARNING, SAFEWORDING
When Deceit and Virgil met up again, they really couldn't keep their hands off each other. For that night, they forgot about their hatred towards each other, basking in what used to be. The touches, the kisses, the sex- all of it forgotten the next day.
Safewording was rare for Dee. He almost always loved Roman's touch- he was deprived of touch his entire life after all- and enjoyed every moment they spent together. But he quickly finds those cuffs around his wrists too tight, uncomfortable, painful, and- when did it get so hot? Ro notices when Deceit shifts from pleasure to panic, acting as calm as he can as he unlocks the cuffs. It would be a long night of aftercare, and Roman would make sure he was taken care of.
Logan was always up late. Deceit knew that, and every time the logical side was working, he would feel the echo of stress and panic through the ever so small link they shared. It didn't take long being in the mind palace for Deceit to finally decide Logan needed to relax, pulling him out of his office chair and onto the bed. The plan to give a simple massage wasn't quite fulfilled, though none of them were complaining.
They were both horny, yes, but the breeding season had really messed with Deceit, and Patton was touch starved. When Dee was (involuntarily) summoned by a lie, he didn't expect to find Patton, on his bed, sweaty and hot. They quickly realize each other, and they don't think about it. Consent was quickly established, but they were at each other in seconds. Moaning within minutes, two cocks buried in a flustered father figure.
Remus is a bratty sub, wearing skirts he knew were too short, joking about his kinks, teasingly feeling up Dee's thighs. That night, he finally discovers what's been hiding underneath Deceit's jeans as he's fucked senseless by his two cocks. Surprisingly, they both last until midnight, stroking and playing and touching.
Remy was the one Dee would come to every week on any day, ask to be fucked, and Rem would maybe teach him a new thing while he's at it. One night, he learns about grinding, and he cums twice in a row as he's pushed and rocked into the duvet.
Deceit would avoid touching his erections at all costs....until he started having those dreams. Roman, pushing him up against the wall as he kissed his neck, his hand trailing down to cup his cock. Patton, inside of him, thrusting deep and slow. Contrast to Remus, fucking him hard and fast as he moaned desperately and whined at the mere pleasure. Logan underneath him, breathless and moaning loudly as he took both his cocks. Virgil, sucking one cock as he worked the other in his hand. Needless to say, he was too needy to care about anything those nights.
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Historia Corta~REQUESTS ARE OPEN~ Warnings: This story may contain topics that are not suitable for anyone under the age of 18- such as NSFW content, extreme angst, and gore. If you are triggered by these topics, I advise you to search for a different story, as t...