Pegging Kenma while Kuroo is fuckin ya. Just food for thot.
Not edited bc I’m trying to post this before my replacement gets here OOP-
Smut, beware 👇
Kuroo grins mischievously as he glides the head of his cock through your dripping folds, one large hand positioned between your shoulders to keep you bent over.
Kenma is squirming impatiently beneath you, eager for any sort of movement from the silicon cock in his ass. You whimper whenever Kuroo teasingly presses his tip into you, only to pull out and circle your clit.
“T-tetsu please,” you begged, forehead falling forward onto Kenya’s collarbone. “Fuck us, please.”
His entire body tingles at the desperation in your sweet voice.
“My pretty little fuck toys need to get off?” He tilts his head, a crooked smile on his lips. “And you’re asking so nicely..”
His hand glides up your spine to the base of your skull, tickling the baby hairs there with the tips of his fingers. You shudder at the brief affection until suddenly Kuroo’s cock is back at your entrance and sliding in to meet your cervix in one harsh thrust.
You and Kenma both cry out, Kuroo’s thrust causing the dildo strapped around your hips to slam into Kenma just as forcefully. Kuroo doesn’t let up, immediately falling into a rhythm of punishing thrusts that cause the entire bed to rock and slam into the wall.
You’re folded limply over Kenma, sobbing into his shoulder as the tip of Kuroo’s fat cock slams continuously into your sweet spot while the strapon grinds fiercely against your swollen clit. Kenma is just as ruined, face bright red with a tight expression. You try to kiss his jaw soothingly but end up just moaning and gasping against his cheek.
Kenma cock throbs hotly against your lower stomach where it’s pressed tightly between your bodies. Sticky precum has slicked up your stomachs, allowing his cock to glide easily between you. His eyes are rolling desperately, hands scrabbling at your shoulders. The strapon is hammering steadily against his prostate until he stiffens, full body shivers, and cums messily between your bodies.
Kuroo snickers, a hand squeezing between you to scoop it up.
“Open,” his tacky fingers tap your lips.
Your mouth falls open, tongue eagerly lapping up the salty cum on his fingers. Kenma watches through lidded eyes, soft whines now leaving his throat with each of Kuroo’s thrusts. You can feel your own orgasm building up, hot lashes of pleasure in your tummy.
You gasp around Kuroo’s digits, body writhing between Kenma and Kuroo as you orgasm. Kuroo lets out a sharp laugh, eyes wide and gleaming at the mess you had just made on his thighs.
“Too much, too much,” Kenma pants pushing at your hips.
“I-I can’t pull out,” you sob, while Kuroo grins behind you.
“Aren’t you two just gorgeous, getting fucked stupid like this,” he grunts, scooping his thrusts upward.
You shake your head dazedly, crying against Kenma’s cheek as Kuroo brings you into another dizzyingly powerful orgasm. Kenma shudders beneath you, gasping wetly as his cock weakly spurts another load onto his stomach.
Kuroo finally groans lowly, voice scratchy and rough. He slams forward one last time, tip pressed stingingly against your cervix as he cums deep inside you.
F U C K