Day 5: Lingerie & Double Penetration
Aurora/Swiss/Aeon
Swiss has very specific needs and all of them can be satiated by being stuck between Aurora and Aeon.
tags: double penetration in one hole, clothed sex, slight size kink in the sense of tiny ghoulette wrecking big ghoul, strap-ons and dildos
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Swiss stares slack jawed at Aurora, unsure where exactly to focus his gaze; the soft pink lace of her bra accentuating the curve of her breasts, her nipple just barely visible through the near translucent material.
Though he goes slackjawed when his gaze drops further down; she's wearing panties to match, also pink and nearly see through, but, she's also wearing a harness, the straps wrapped around her thighs and waist are a darker pink, offset between the lingerie and her light gray skin.
"Oh," he says somewhat dumbly when Aurora's hand reaches down to wrap around the base of the dildo, also pink but not garishly so, her fingers not quite meeting around the girth of it.
"Good surprise?" She asks with a sharp grin, cocking her hip out to the side, "We heard you were having some...problems. Figured we could help you out a little bit."
Swiss's eyes are still drawn to Aurora's small hand wrapped around the dildo, just holding it, oh so natural, "Huh?" he asks, finally drawing his eyes back up to her face as what she'd said finally dawns on him, "We?"
There's a displacement of air behind him, a coolness against his back; magic--quintessence, and then there's hands coming to rest on his hips, a hot, open mouthed kiss pressed against his shoulder blade through his shirt, "Hey you," Aeon whispers, giving him a brief squeeze before the hands disappear and the other ghoul steps into view.
He's shirtless, almost nude except for the lace boyshorts sitting low on his hips, they're a dark purple—and Aeon's already hard, straining against the material.
Swiss feels his mouth water a bit.
"No, no, no," Aurora sing-songs, as if she can read his mind, "We have plans for you," she reaches out for him then and Swiss can't do anything but go towards her, taking her small hand in his and letting her draw him down into a kiss.
He loses himself in her taste, her lips, the bite of her fangs against his lower lip as she deepens the kiss and walks them backwards towards the bed.
Somewhere, somehow, he ends up on the bed with her, nude and kneeling over her lap, the bump of skin warmed silicone against his own hard cock making him gasp each time they touch, his hips jolting forward a bit, trying to get something more against him until Aurora's hands settle on his hips, firm, easily stopping his movements.
She shakes her head with a grin, keeping him still and then, there's heat against his back, a chest pressed against him, the scratch of lace against his lower back, the hard press of a cock.
"Aeon," Swiss says, breathless, letting his head fall back to rest against his shoulder—and Aeon is there, his light purple eyes clear and mischievous.
"Hey big guy," Aeon says with a smile, leaning in to press a kiss against his temple, "You with us?"
Swiss hums, eyes fluttering closed when Aeon presses another kiss to his temple, "The two of you finally done fighting over me?" He asks, aiming for cocky, but instead his breath hitches as Aeon starts to rub the pads of his fingers over his nipples.
"You're the one who said that there's more than enough of you to go around," Aurora says, sweet and evenly toned, her fingertips dancing along his inner thigh, "We thought we'd find out."
"Find out what?" Swiss asks dumbly, shivering as Aurora's fingers work their way higher and higher, dancing further back, gasping when she brushes against his balls, alighting his nerves on fire.
"If there's enough of you to go around us," She says it so matter of fact as dry fingertips press teasingly over his hole, her other hand still holding onto his hip tight, keeping him from moving.
"Oh," Swiss says suddenly, his hands coming up to grab onto her shoulders, "Oh, oh yes. Yes please. Yes, I want that."
Aurora laughs, a high and bright sound, though if Swiss focuses too much on it, he can hear the undercurrent of mean that makes his gut clench, "We knew you would," she says simply. "Aeon dear, if you could?" She casts the question over Swiss's shoulder with a tilt of her head.
Aeon hums from behind Swiss and then there's fingers, slick and slightly cool, pressing and teasing over his hole, "'Rora," Swiss says, eyes going between the ghoulette's face and the peek of a damp spot on her panties, just under where the dildo rests against her cunt. "Do you want me to—" he trails off, a groan leaving his lips when Aeon's worked a finger into him.
"Sweet," Aurora says, "But not right now," she says, dragging her claws along Swiss's inner thigh, feeling the shudder of muscle under his skin, "Maybe later if you're a good boy."
Swiss groans, both from Aeon crooking his finger inside as he drags it out and from Aurora's offering—he can't help that he loves to go down on people, that he'll gladly spend hours between someone's thighs to get them off over and over if they asked.
She holds it over his head, only offers it as a reward sometimes, most of the time deeming him not worthy enough for it even though he'll drop to his knees when and wherever she asks him to.
"Right now I want you right where you are, and then when Aeon deems you ready, you're going to sit on my cock for a bit."
Another moan punches it's way out of Swiss's throat and he digs his nails, thankfully blunt and human, into Aurora's shoulders as Aeon works another finger into him.
Aeon is always so thorough with it, taking his time no matter how much Swiss begs, it's hot, the way he gets so laser focused on fingering him open—curling and stretching and spreading his fingers, all the way up until Swiss is desperate and squirming.
Not that he can squirm right now, not with Aurora holding onto him and Aeon at his back, the two of them pinning him in place, spread open on Aurora's lap.
He loses time for a while then, pinned and spread, unable to move even as Aeon works three and then four fingers into him.
"Listen to you," Aurora whispers, petting her hand down his flank, "You sound so wet for me," she leans in and presses a kiss to the center of his chest, "You're going to fit so well around me, so warm." She peers up at him, bats her eyelashes at him, "Do you want to sit on my cock now, baby?"
Swiss moans, Aeon's fingers curling in, in, in until they're pressing against his prostate and he shakes in their hold, begging now, words falling from his lips in a jumbled mess.
And then, Aeon's fingers slip out, the sound loud and wet, his hands gripping Swiss by the waist to guide him as Aurora's hands drop from his body, one hand curling around the base of her cock to keep it steady.
It's no bigger than what he's used to, but the thickness, the unforgiving hardness of it draws a long, low moan out of him as the two of them guide him down until he's sitting in Aurora's lap, bowed over her body, his face pressed into her hair.
Her hands pet along his back, she's shushing him, he realizes, comforting him because he's shaking, shivering, babbling into her hair about how good she feels, thanking her over and over and over until she laughs, soft and fond.
"Just you wait," she promises softly, barely giving him any time to adjust to her being inside him before Aeon's fingers, slick and warm now are pressing around his hole again, where he's stretched wide around the base of Aurora's cock.
"S'not gonna fit," Swiss mumbles, the words tumbling out even as he shifts so he can give Aeon more room to work.
It draws a laugh from the two of them and Aeon takes even more time to pet around where he's stretched, fingers disappearing and coming back every so often with more lube.
It leaves Swiss floating, seated on a cock while being pet and teased, a promise of more each time Aeon presses his finger inwards until the very tip of it slips in beside Aurora.
Aeon and Swiss moan together, Aeon's forehead dropping to rest against Swiss' back while he works, making low and inhuman sounds deep in his throat all the while.
Swiss relaxed more into it, trusting Aurora to hold most of his weight as he sinks further into her embrace and she drags her fingers down his sides, over his thighs, any part of his skin that she can touch, she's there.
It takes time, but eventually, Aeon's got two fingers pressed inside him along with Aurora's cock and Aurora's hand is now on Swiss' hip, guiding him to rock back against Aeon, "Careful," she chides when Swiss goes a little too fast and freezes for a moment, the stretch a lot, "Slow," she tightens her hand on his hip and controls his speed, his movement until he's shuddering and shaking against her.
"Oh, oh," he says, eyes shooting open wide suddenly, "I'm going to come," he whispers in surprise, wrapping both his arms right around Aurora's shoulders for leverage.
"Good," she says, petting his side with her other hand, "Come for us," she coos, pushing up so she can press a kiss to his chin, the movement shifting her cock inside of him until it's pressing firm against his prostate.
Swiss shakes apart in her arms, muffling his surprised shout in Aurora's hair when Aeon's fingers slip inside him deeper.
"Will you let Aeon fuck you while I'm still inside you?" Aurora asks, and this is her way of giving him an out—he can so no now, and they'll end it here, clean up and cuddle and maybe table this for a later date, but he is curious, the heat in his gut still insatiable.
So, he nods, "Yes," he says out loud when he feels Aurora tap her fingers against his side, "Please, I can take you both. I can take it."
He doesn't have to beg now, knowing that they're going to give it to him since he asked for it, but he feels the way Aeon's fingers twitch inside him, barely giving much of a warning before he's trying to work another finger inside him to loosen him up.
It has the desired effect on Aeon, the begging, for once he seems more eager to give into Swiss's breathless pleas instead of trying to drag it out longer.
It's almost too much, the overstimulation, but by the time Aeon's pulling his fingers from inside Swiss, he's already starting to get hard again.
"Just, let us know if this is too much," Aeon says, breathless all on his own as he plants a hand on Swiss's back for leverage, his other hand guiding himself forward until he's pressed tight where Swiss is already so stretched and pink. "Shit, if you could see yourself." He whispers, and that's all the warning Swiss gets before Aeon's pushing inside.
It's a lot, it's almost nearly too much and Swiss cries out in pleasure even as his cock starts going soft again at the overwhelming sensation of it all.
Aeon doesn't get far in, just barely beyond the head of his cock pressed up against Aurora's before he stops, breathing heavily against Swiss's back, "Let me know when I can move," he whispers, "Won't go in too far this time. We can work up to it."
Swiss moans weakly at his words, thinking about several more times of this, of being stuck between these two while they do their best to fit inside him together.
It does something to him. Makes him want to keep these two all for himself.
"Can move," Swiss mumbles eventually, inhaling sharply as Aeon grabs his hips and pulls back until just the tip is inside him, "Oh," he says, dumb again on the pleasure. "I'm not going to last long," he paws at Aurora, his fingers slipping on sweat slicked lace as he tries to grab at her. "Oh baby thank you, thank you, thank you." He murmurs into her hair as he rides the waves of Aeon fucking him, moving him on both of their cocks.
Aeon laughs behind him, the sound going a bit strangled as Swiss clenches around him, "Fuck, you feel amazing like this," he says, pressing a dusting of kisses along Swiss's shoulder blades. "Are you going to come untouched again?" He asks, somewhat eager as his pace picks up, jolting the larger ghoul between the two of them with each well placed thrust.
"Uh huh," Swiss manages to get out, his claws tearing through lace as he feels it build, between being overwhelmingly full and smelling their arousal, all mingled together, it has Swiss's mind on the fritz, a low growl in his throat as he reaches his peak once again.
This time, Aeon pulls out before he can come inside Swiss, shushing the taller ghoul as he helps him maneuver off of Aurora and onto his back on the bed, "Next time," he says, a lopsided smile on his face as he wraps a hand around himself, stroking one, two, three times before he comes across Swiss's thighs and spent cock before collapsing in a heap beside him.
Aurora laughs at Aeon and shakes her head as she shifts around, first taking off the harness and discarding that to the floor for later and then she wiggles her way out of her panties.
Swiss is watching her, eyes trained on her cunt now, slick, the hair matted down a bit with signs of her arousal. He wants so bad.
She grins at him, spreading herself out on the bed and beckoning him closer.
His limbs feel heavy as he tries to roll over, eventually, Aeon's there with hands under his arms, rolling him onto his stomach until he's nestled between her thighs.
As Aurora's high moans echo off the walls of the bedroom, Aeon shakes his head and settles on his back beside the two, "Insatiable," he says with a little laugh before Aurora's hand is in his hair, pulling him up into a messy, off center kiss.
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