This'll have some GenDice in it for you shippers
This is one of my first lemons...Requested by @Toomiokaa
"Ah..."
The summer heat caught all four figures sitting on the bed, mingling around with the one in the middle of it all. The woman's clothes were stripped from her now exposed body, and they did their own things. Toying with her soft chest, the Empty Candy's owner himself, Ramuda Amemura, gazed into her (e/c) eyes, soon to be lost in them. He loved her expression; her face blushing wildly red and beads of sweat rolling down the curves of her cheeks. He has done his way with many women before, he couldn't deny the truth, but none were as captivating at her. The top secret agent working for Chuohku, already under the spell Fling Posse had affected her with—Ramuda couldn't help but to giggle.
Rubbing her soft hair and keeping her restricted on his bare chest, Gentaro nibbled marks into her neck. He grinned at the red sores starting to turn into a nasty color of purple, and continued to press his teeth into her skin, sometimes breaking it. Moaning once he bit her in the right spot, (Y/n) pulled Dice's hair harshly. He winced because of the pain, yet it was immediately replaced with erotic emotions as he rose close to her face. The two youngest ones faces blush equally scarlet, and they were about to kiss, but Ramuda had intervened and shoved the gambler out of the way.
"Daisu, Daisu. No, no, no."
Ramuda's voice got deeper as he pushed Dice further away from (Y/n), replacing Dice with himself. He traced his fingers across her bare shoulders before moving Gentaro away too and took lead. Face blaring with heat and eyes dilating with awe, (Y/n) didn't know what to do. She was a shy person when it came to sexual intercourse, afraid of showing off. Actually, she was shy in general. It was a wonder as to how The Party of Words themselves accounted her as their personal secret agent. Her mission, right now, was to take information about Fling Posse's current positions and inform Chuohku. Of course, in order to get their attention, she had to befriend them. Earlier that day, they had offered her to come along and drink with them.
She said yes and now here she is, being kissed and hugged by three drunk men. She herself was drunk too, but she still had some sanity left in her mind. Moaning at the strange sensation, (Y/n) buried her head into Ramuda's shoulder, holding onto him as he bit her neck. Gentaro and Dice stood back, envious of the lack of attention. Dice furrowed his eyebrows, curious and infuriated at his own erection covered by his tight, white pants.
"The hell!? Eh, Ramuda!"
Dice caught the man in the act of putting two fingers up the woman's coursing heat. Pausing with a whine, Ramuda glared at his teammate, wanting to get on with the show.
"What is it, Daisu?"
He groaned out rather harshly. Dice pointed at the two and argued.
"What are you even doing!? Won't she be hurt if you stick your fingers up her ass!?"
Ramuda and Gentaro couldn't help but to laugh at their innocent friend. You blushed more, giggling lightly while still panting. Dice raised his eyebrows and explained how he was not joking at his statement. Gentaro then had an idea. Pushing his friend over softly, he stopped once they were both in front of (Y/n) and Ramuda. A harsh glare came across Ramuda's face as he thought that the two were going to shove him out of the way, yet he saw the teasing expression on the writer's face. Without resistance, the childish man moved out of the way so Dice could be shoved on top of the girl.
"W-wha?"
Both Dice and (Y/n) awkwardly stared at each other. His hands were at the sides of her head so he could prop himself up, and she was under him, cautious of touching him with any part of her body. Ramuda giggled and scooted over to (Y/n)'s head, playing with her hair as Gentaro helped Dice do the rest. The novelist placed his hand over Dice's unhooked belt, taking it off and slide his pants down. (Y/n) could feel the heat radiate off both his face and his area, causing her to blush even more. This wasn't her first time, yet she barely knew these men and already, they were sexually interested in her. She found it outstanding.
As Gentaro took Dice's final piece of clothing off, he refused to go on from there physically, and instead, taught him by words. Speaking in old tongues, the brown haired man sat back and made sure nothing went incorrectly.
"Now, thou hast to prepare thy lady before doing such an action."
"How the h-heck do I do that!?"
"You gotta pump her up~"
Ramuda teased. Dice nodded, thinking he understood what his leader meant, and looked straight at the spy. He was determined, she could see it. Taking a deep breath in, Dice did the opposite meaning of what his friends tried to explain.
"You can do it, (Y/n)! Whatever you're doing, you can win!"
"Dice, nO-"
(Y/n) wanted to laugh, but screamed in odd pleasure as Ramuda grabbed Dice's hand and shoved his fingers into her core. The weird sensation of the inside of her clenching onto his own fingers made him want to pull them out, but it was not only Ramuda keeping him from doing so, but also her expression. He found it so erotic looking that he couldn't help but to keep on.
About to announce her coming, Ramuda yanked Dice's fingers out and shoved him over, taking the lead again. He watched her face contort into displeasure because of the lack of attention and smirked.
"(Y/n)-Chan~ Are you upset?"
Ramuda said into her ear. Nodding shyly, she looked away and murmured into her fist; obviously saying nothing but incoherent words. Smirking more, the man placed his hands on her hips, lifted her lower half up, and stared into her eyes, waiting for her approval. It took a moment or so before he started, but it eventually came to be. Ramuda slammed himself into her, groaning and moaning out with her, creating an oddly harmonic tone. He kept a steady yet fast pace, trying to keep her restricted under his toxic touch. She squirmed and moaned out in agony at first, yet then settled down and hugged his shoulders, breathing out heavy sighs.
As they were doing their deed, Gentaro sipped his cup of ale while reading his book, ignoring the two on the other side of the room. He wasn't particularly interested in sex, but he could withstand it. Meanwhile, Dice was the poor one in pain—trying to hide his naked self under the pillows from the couch. He didn't want to relieve himself; not here, not now. It was a nasty trick Ramuda did to him, even if they were all drunk. Forcing all of them to feel intoxicated enough, and then cause them all to have throbbing areas. He wanted to yell at his leader, but...how can he when everything is already happening?
"R-Ramuda...St-"
"Aww, don't tell me to stop now, (Y/n)-Chan," Ramuda smiled, "after all, you still have two more to deal with~"
Right then and there, because of his deep, dark voice next to her ear, (Y/n) moaned loudly and shut her eyes tightly before cum came out of her. The throbbing in her vagina slowly disappeared, but Ramuda still kept thrusting his hips forward, provoking her to cum again.
What a report she would have to give.
.
"(L/n) (Y/n), what are the records you have achieved from your time with Fling Posse?"
Ichijiku, the assistant prime minister, the beast with the face of beauty as Ramuda puts it, stood in front of you. No scowl adorned her face as she saw your stumble with your words and blush. Compared to other workers here, she would act cold and distant with them and their hypnotized states, yet with you, she had some sort of a soft spot.
"All I can say was...I am very fortunate."
