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Why the hell was he being called in on his day off?
Nanami’s eyes were narrowed in a glare as he made his way through the halls of Jujutsu tech. A glower curled his handsome features, a taciturn expression showing how displeased he was to be here. At his side swung a plastic bag with groceries, showing that he’d been busy with chores – or, at least, shopping for next week. Nanami had specifically set up this one free day from both his jobs as a Sorcerer and regular salaryman to be able to go out and enjoy the late spring sunshine while completing some tasks he’d been putting off. Unfortunately, it seemed that the gods or what-have-you decided, once again, to mock the poor blond, for here he was, dressed in casual clothes and flip-flops while receiving shocked glances from the students he passed by.
Kento could only hope this day wouldn’t get any worse.
“Ooooooy, Nanami~! I didn’t know you had other clothes besides suits to wear!” He spoke too soon. Truly, Kento thought someone must have it out for him. Gritting his teeth, Nanami glanced where the grating voice had come from, his frown deepening as he caught sight of the smarmy grin on one Gojo Satoru’s face, “I see Yaga called you in too, huh? I’m kinda liking this more casual look you’ve got goin’ on – wait, you had the day off today, didn’t you?”
Ah, Kento could already feel the headache throbbing at the back of his mind, “Yes,” He replied shortly, striding past Gojo in the hopes the other man would catch the hint that he wasn’t interested in continuing the conversation. Unluckily for Nanami, Gojo hummed, a cheerful sound as he turned and fell into step beside his grumpy co-worker, “I take it that he also called you in. Was there a high-class curse running around and causing havoc again?” Although Nanami loathed small talk, he needed to get at least a small hint as to why he and Gojo both were here, when usually either one of the S-class sorcerers was enough for any kind of mission.
Gojo shrugged, stretching lazily before resting his hands behind his head, and Nanami rankled at the childish posture, “No clue. Yaga didn’t give me any info in his text. Kind of annoying because I was in Hokkaido to pick up an order of my favourite snacks,” The pout on Gojo’s face was grating on Nanami’s nerves, but the blond forced his mind to cool down. It's alright, he reassured himself, he’d only have to be here, dealing with Gojo, for a little while, and once he’s got the information on what’s going on, he can excuse himself and go home.
“Hm,” Nanami responded to Gojo’s pouting, uninterested in knowing just why the white-haired sorcerer had gone all the way to Hokkaido in the first place, “I see. So, it might not be that serious, then.”
Gojo shrugged again, “Maybe,” The two men walked in silence for a little while before he made another noise and smacked his fist on his palm, “Right – there were some rumours that there was going to be a new staff member joining us at the school. Might be an introduction if that’s the case.”
“If they called me in on my day off for an introductory meeting, I’m going to riot,” Nanami said coolly, realizing that Gojo’s words probably held some weight. It would explain why Yaga hadn’t given him a more concrete reason for why he had to come in – just telling Kento that he was needed on sight effective immediately, “I have no interest in knowing our new co-workers immediately after they’ve been taken in – I can just meet them on the field,” Many would think this was a rather cold statement from the blond sorcerer, as Nanami prided himself on being distant, yet polite – but damn it, he was called in before he could go to his favourite bread shop!
That should be considered a criminal act!
Gojo snorted lightly and shot Nanami a bemused look, “Aww, is that any way to treat a newbie in this business? It’s why everyone thinks you’re a loner, Nanami,” The blond shrugged uncaringly at Gojo’s provocation, his pace picking up a little as they grew closer to Yaga’s office, “Besides, you might end up liking them! Maybe you’ll even become best~ friends~,” Nanami bit back an annoyed groan at Gojo’s sing-song tone, shoving open the door to the office before his colleague could continue pestering him.
The sudden opening of the door must have interrupted the conversation taking place inside the office, but Kento didn’t care as he and Gojo stepped inside. Yaga, holding paperwork in an upright position, lifted his attention away from the person in front of him to greet the two men, “Ah, good, you’re here, Nanami, Gojo. I’d like to introduce someone to you,” Yaga gestured for the other person to stand. A pretty, young brunette stood from the chair, turning to face Nanami and Gojo with wide, innocent brown eyes, a nervous smile curling her plump lips, “This is Vanessa. She has a unique cursed ability that allows her to create what she calls ‘curse bait’, and she will be teaching this skill to staff and students alike. Aside from that, she will also be working with the kitchen staff to prepare meals for the campus.”
Vanessa smiled sweetly and bowed to the two men in front of her, her hair draping down her shoulders like silk, “It’s an honour to meet you both. I hope we can work well together in the future! Please take care of me,” Nanami didn’t think he had ever heard a voice so sweet, his eyes glued on Vanessa as she stood up straight once more.
Gojo was the first to greet Vanessa, his grin wide and flirtatious as he held his hand out to her, “Nice to meet you – where’d Yaga find a pretty little thing like you, I wonder?” Vanessa laughed, a little awkward, but shook Gojo’s hand nonetheless, “I’m Gojo Satoru – the grumpy-faced blond next to me is Nanami Kento. We’ll help show you the ropes while you’re here, won’t we, Nanami?”
“… yes, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Kento seemed to break out of his wandering thoughts, his eyes flickering over Vanessa’s figure, though it was hidden behind his sunglasses. He, too, shook the brunette’s hand, noting how small and delicate it seemed compared to his work-roughened one, “I do have to say, I’m curious about what your cursed ability entails. I’m sure I’ll be able to learn more from you during your lessons,” Nanami watched as Vanessa became flustered from his words, a shy expression on her face.
She waved her hand and laughed a little awkwardly, which both Nanami and Gojo couldn’t help but find endearing, “Oh, it’s not all that impressive, to be honest,” Vanessa said as if she was dispelling a shameful secret, “My ability isn’t that strong, but it’s useful in the long run. I kind of found out about it because of my love for cooking, if you’d believe it!” She laughed, the sound like music to the two men’s ears, their attentions focused purely on the brunette in front of them.
Gojo laughed alongside her, his grin wide and friendly-looking, though Kento was familiar with the strange glint that lay hidden behind the white-haired man’s smile, “That’s amazing, Vanessa – I can call you Vanessa, right?”
“Of course! I’m not one for formalities, honestly,” Vanessa giggled, unaware of the tension between Nanami and Gojo as both men noticed their reaction toward her.
Nanami’s lips twitched as he held back a frown, choosing to ignore Gojo’s actions for now, “In that case, feel free to call me Kento, Vanessa,” When she tried to protest, he held up a hand, expression strict, “If you’re going to let us call you by your first name, then please do the same with me.”
“Same here! Just call me Satoru – none of this formal stuff,” Gojo practically sang, swinging an arm around Vanessa’s shoulder, ignoring the slight surprised flinch she made in response, “After all, we teachers gotta stick together, right? Anyway, have you been given a tour of the school yet? Kento and I wouldn’t mind showin’ ya around if you haven’t!” Satoru beamed bright, his friendliness outweighing how touchy he was, though Kento couldn’t take his gaze off the arm around Vanessa’s shoulders.
Hmm. It seemed that they both weren’t going to be backing down. Seems he’d have to have a proper conversation with his fellow sorcerer.
Vanessa smiled shyly and shook her head, bringing Nanami’s attention back to her, “Oh, no, I’ve only been shown around the main building, though Mr. Yaga was planning to give me a proper tour after the introduction,” She hesitated for a moment, glancing back to the principle, who was already busy with other work. Vanessa sighed softly, realizing that she shouldn’t take any more of the principal’s time and turned another bright smile towards Gojo, “If you don’t mind, then I’d be happy to get a tour from you!”
Satoru felt as if his heart had leapt into the back of his throat, thrumming like hummingbird wings at how cute Vanessa looked when she was smiling up at him. Nanami cleared his throat roughly, which seemed to break Gojo out of his spell, but by that time the blond had already taken Vanessa and begun to show her around, “H-hey, wait for me! I was the one that suggested a tour!” Satoru huffed, hurrying to follow.
This short interaction would mark the start of the two men’s interest in the cute little brunette.
An innocent introduction, a cute smile, and a cheerful personality – seemed to encompass their thoughts for many days following that initial meeting. At first, Nanami tried to push his interest to the side, believing it would eventually fade when he wasn’t around Vanessa. But he kept returning to the campus on days when they did not need him, seeking out Vanessa in the kitchen or waiting for her outside her classroom. Oftentimes, Gojo would be there beside him, or the two would meet each other when one of them was already with Vanessa, leading to some conflicts in their ‘friendship’ with each other.
Of course, it didn’t help that both Gojo and Nanami were becoming increasingly infatuated with the cute little brunette. She was so kind, so sweet – the number of times Vanessa had made their favourite foods because she knew they would come around to meet her were more than they cared to count, “It’s like… she’s waiting for us,” Satoru had hummed once as he and Nanami sat side by side on one of the school rooftops, watching as Vanessa taught one of her ‘curse bait’ classes to Gojo’s students, “A pretty, cute little housewife, preparing our meals, waiting happily for her husbands to come back from the field.”
“It’s almost too good to be true – a dream that will be forgotten once we wake up,” Kento agreed, his sharp gaze hidden behind the coloured lenses of his glasses, “… it makes me want her more,” He admitted shamelessly, “I want to wake up beside her, to have her at home, safe and sound, where no one can hurt her. Her cursed ability is… it’s weak,” Gojo seemed as if he was going to argue against Nanami’s proclamation, but the blond snorted, “-don’t lie to yourself, Satoru. It’s useful but it’s not good in a fight. If Vanessa were out in the field and ended up cornered by a curse, she wouldn’t be able to fight her way out of it. She needs to be protected… and I’m willing to set aside our differences for her sake,” Kento’s willingness to share Vanessa seemed to surprise Gojo more than anything, though the white-haired man eagerly agreed.
That moment was a turning point for their relationship with each other – and with Vanessa, unbeknownst to her. It would take weeks before she would begin to clue in on how both men acted around her, as they had always seemed kind and overprotective from the first moment she met them. But their actions became twisted, as Nanami and Gojo became more convinced that this arrangement was meant to be, “You’re always so good to us, sweetheart,” Satoru would coo whenever Vanessa happened to make his favourite sweets, his hands holding onto hers for longer than was comfortable, “I don’t know what either of us would do without you.”
“Oh, hahaha, you’re so silly, it’s not much!” Vanessa would say, trying to minimize her actions and fighting against the urge to pull away.
While Gojo was bolder with his attention and attempts to touch her, Nanami was insidious. Vanessa couldn’t count how many times the blond would sneak up on her, his hands brushing against her side or back if he wanted to pass her, “Sorry – you seemed busy and I didn’t want to distract you,” Kento would murmur against the shell of Vanessa’s ear, ignoring the tension that would cause her smaller body to tremble in his discomforting hold, “But now that I have your attention, there was something I wanted to discuss my next mission with you,” But it would always be an excuse to remain in Vanessa’s personal space, even if Nanami was no longer touching her.
Small moments such as this kept building, until Vanessa woke up dreading the thought of going to work. She despised the idea of running into Nanami, Gojo, or worse, both of them together, “It’s like they always know where I am and what I’m doing at any given time of day,” She had once complained to Yaga, after the older man had pestered her, asking if she was settling in alright at school, “I’ve been here for over a year now, and I know I’ve given them enough lessons, tips and pointers for creating their curse bait, so I know they’re not genuinely seeking me out to learn more. I’m flattered that they might… like me – but it’s becoming too much.”
And it was becoming too much. The first time Nanami slipped up and called her ‘honey’ like she was his wife, Vanessa nearly had a panic attack. When she tried to politely tell him not to call her that, Kento had frowned so deeply it almost seemed like Vanessa had purposefully hurt him – as if he wasn’t expecting her to draw the line at professionalism. Even Satoru had started with the pet names, ignoring her attempts to get him to stop, simply laughing off her concerns as if they didn’t matter. It was only when the two finally cornered her in front of Yaga, that the principal offered her a transfer to the rival sorcery school far north.
And oh… if that hadn’t pissed Nanami and Gojo off when they found out. Unbeknownst to Vanessa, who had been busy packing up her things, relieved that she might finally be free from the two sorcerers, they’d gone to confront Yaga, nearly knocking him into the afterlife in their anger. Once they’d vented their frustrations, they’d quickly come up with a plan, warning Yaga that if he tried to stop them, the older man would end up in far worse condition. Without any other option, Yaga kept his mouth shut, unable to warn Vanessa about what was to come, his guilt consuming him as she came to say her last goodbye.
That would be the last day Yaga would ever see the poor brunette. He could only hope that, despite everything, Vanessa had still managed to escape, to get away from the two men who’d grown obsessed with her. But he knew such hopes were too naïve – he knew there was no way Vanessa would be able to make it to Jujutsu tech’s sister school.
“If you can get away from us, we’ll let you go, if that’s what you want, love.”
Vanessa should have known that those words wouldn’t mean that escape would be easy. As if Gojo and Nanami would let her go without a fight after all this time. She was such a fool for thinking she had a chance.
Those thoughts rushed through her mind as she stumbled over another exposed root. The muscles in her legs cried out in pain as she fell, Vanessa barely managing to bite back a whimper when she tumbled ass over tea kettle. She didn’t have any time to check if her ankles were fine – the time limit should almost be up, and soon her kidnappers would be chasing her through these woods.
Shuddering, Vanessa bit back the sobs that threatened to choke her, tears blurring her vision as she took a deep, fortifying breath, “Gotta get outta here, gotta get to safety,” She mumbled under her breath, shivering as the cool air blew against her sweaty skin. The air felt too cold, too foreboding for Vanessa’s comfort, and if she had the time to catch her breath, she might have noticed how quiet the forest was.
But she didn’t. all she had to do was run a little more and she was sure she’d be free. Even in the most hopeless situation, Vanessa had ever found herself in, she tried not to let despair win against her survival instincts.
Getting up from the mossy floor, she stumbled and staggered, panting as she tried to find her footing once more. It wasn’t easy – the forest was covered in tangled roots and hidden stones, all of which were working against the poor brunette, hoping to trip her up and make it easier for the two men to catch her. She didn’t have the time to complain, though; when Vanessa finally managed to balance herself, she quickly picked up her previous speed once more, ignoring the sting in her knees and palms as she went.
“Vaneeeeeeesssssaaaaaaaa~!” A cooing cry called out behind her, and Vanessa flinched so hard she nearly tripped and fell again. She was barely able to stop from tumbling, veering off to the left when her brain figured that Satoru’s voice was coming from behind her on the right, “Come on, sweetheart, why don’t you just give up? I promise, Nanami and I would never hurt you – we just want to keep you all safe and locked up at home, baby~!” She felt sick to her stomach when she heard him laugh breathily, his voice discomfortingly close.
There’s no way he should have caught up yet. She knew Gojo was powerful – arguably the strongest sorcerer to ever live – but there was no fucking way he could run that fast!
Something whistled through the air near her feet and Vanessa quickly jumped, stumbling through a sudden roll when she landed wrong before springing back upright, “Vanessa,” She shuddered, practically feeling Nanami’s breath against the back of her neck, a sharp cry leaving her in response to his call, “Love, you should know that you’re just delaying the inevitable. If you stop running now, we can go back to the house and celebrate our first night together as a married throuple. We’ll make you feel so good- “
“Better than anyone has ever made you feel before!” Vanessa sobbed when it sounded like Gojo and Nanami were both behind her, her tears blinding her so she wouldn’t be able to see how the two men were herding her back to the house, “We’ll touch you, kiss you, fuck you so good you’ll forget about ever wanting to run away from us, baby~! We’ll make you such a happy little wife, there’s nothing you’ll ever have to worry about with us as your protectors,” They were coming closer and closer with every step, every moment, and Vanessa tried to pick up speed.
Her thighs burned and she knew her legs weren’t going to work right the next morning – but she had to try. Bright light up ahead of her caused hope to burn in the pit of Vanessa’s chest, the brunette darting in that direction, just in case it was something that could tell her where she was-
“No… no!” She wailed when the tears cleared from her eyes just as her feet began to pound on terrifyingly familiar wooden flooring. Vanessa tried to turn around for another escape, but it was useless. Standing in the doorway, blocking off the outside world stood Kento, his blunt, wrapped knife flipping in his hand as he hummed and eyed Vanessa’s breathless form. Her legs shook before they buckled, losing all strength, and she cried out in pained fear as she fell to the floor, “No, no, no, stay away from me!” She snapped, trying to use her hands to scramble backwards and away from Nanami, though he remained calm.
It was only when a pair of familiar arms wrapped around her waist and hoisted Vanessa upwards that she realised why the blond hadn’t made a move towards her, “Caught you~!” Satoru chuckled lowly, hooking his chin over her shoulders, and nuzzling his face into the crook where Vanessa’s neck and shoulders met, “Poor thing, you tried so hard, but in the end, it didn’t even matter, did it? You’re still going to become ours tonight,” She sobbed as she heard the click of the front door being shut and locked, her body squirming to try and get out of Gojo’s embrace.
Vanessa only stops her futile struggle when Nanami reaches her as well, for his hands move to grip her thighs, hooking her knees over his elbows, “Hmm, finally,” He murmured, his voice surprisingly gentle, ignoring the fear and trepidation in her eyes, “We finally get to have you all to ourselves. You’re ours now – and it’s time we put an end to your stubbornness,” As he said this, Nanami’s head ducked low, his lips brushing against Vanessa’s teasingly. When she gasped, he took immediate advantage, tilting his head and kissing her deeply, his tongue slipping past her opened lips to taste and explore the cavern of Vanessa’s mouth.
Gojo hummed, the sound vibrating against Vanessa’s back, “So impatient today, Kento – we haven’t even made it to the bedroom yet…” He trailed off, freeing his hands to bring them to the front of Vanessa’s blouse before taking the soft material in his tight grip, “Though, I honestly wouldn’t mind having our first time right here in the living room. I’d love to have our pretty Vanessa bent over the couch for us to take turns fucking her pretty pussy full of cum,” A muffled whimper is Vanessa’s only response, though the sound soon becomes a cry when she jerks away from Nanami as Gojo rips off her shirt.
“It’d be more comfortable for Vanessa if we took her first time in bed,” Nanami replied, taking the moment to pull off his glasses and tossing them carelessly aside. His eyes greedily devouring the sight of the brunette pinned between him and Gojo, shirtless, panting, her lips slightly swollen from kissing, “But… she’d also been a bad girl by trying to run away from her husbands from the first moment she wakes up,” Gojo laughs and nods, the two men locking eyes as an unspoken conversation flows between them before Nanami lowers to kneel on the ground.
Gojo replaces the other man’s hold on Vanessa’s legs, hands gripping her knees and pulling her shaking legs open wide to allow Nanami easy access, “N-no, wait, c-can’t we please talk about this?!” Vanessa sobbed, tears streaming down her face as she had no choice but to watch Nanami rip off her pants and underwear, his hidden strength surprising and frightening her greatly, “I-I promise I’ll be good, please, I d-don’t want to do this right n-now!” She tries so hard to convince them, but they ignore her attempts, quickly undressing her until Vanessa was naked and splayed out for both of them.
“So pretty,” Kento murmurs lightly, kissing and sucking his way up the insides of Vanessa’s thighs, his thumbs rubbing soothing patterns into her soft skin whenever her muscles jolted, “You’re going to be such a good girl for us, aren’t you? I can’t wait to taste you, to feel how wet and hot you’ll be…” He trailed off, the marks from his mouth becoming deep bruises that soothed the possessiveness in Nanami’s gut. He rumbled, pleased, kissing his way closer to Vanessa’s pussy until he could wrap his lips around her clit and give the sensitive bud a rough suckle.
Vanessa gasped, her hips bucking in surprise at the pleasure that suddenly rocked through her, eyes going wide as she stared down at Nanami. Encouraged by her reaction, he slipped his mouth lower, tongue coming out to drag between her labia, a deep, delighted groan vibrating in his throat when Kento got his first taste of her. As Gojo’s hands were occupied with holding her up and spread open, he used his lips, teeth and tongue to leave his marks on Vanessa’s neck and shoulders, “Hmmm, it must feel so good to have Nanami’s mouth on your pussy,” He crooned, carefully lowering Vanessa’s legs so she was seated on Nanami’s shoulders, Gojo’s hands soon moving to her breasts to cup, knead and pinch the soft, full flesh, “I know just how talented Nanami’s tongue is when he sets his mind to drive you wild. He’s gonna make you feel so good, gonna work your pussy until you’re dripping and ready for us.”
Vanessa whimpered and shuddered at Gojo’s words, horrified to find that the white-haired man was right. Nanami’s tongue lapped at her entrance, the flat blade grinding over her clit with each deep lick to her cunt, “Nnnnhh! N-nooooo, I don’t-!” She hiccupped and squirmed, her thighs instinctively tightening around Nanami’s head to try and pull him closer. Gojo chuckled, already beginning to hear the eager slurping of Kento’s mouth, one of his hands moving to undo the front of his pants so he could pull his cock and balls free. Vanessa whimpered and mewled, her back arching with the pleasure that was forcibly being pulled from her body, her open, panting mouth a tempting treat for Gojo to take advantage of.
“Now, now, there’s no reason for you to complain when Nanami’s making you feel so good,” Satoru hummed, tangling one hand in Vanessa’s hair, and tugging it so she had no choice but to turn her head to the side. Her lips brushed against Gojo’s hard, flushed dick, the warmth of his skin making her flinch and attempt to recoil, only for his grip in her hair to tighten, “Why don’t I keep your pretty little mouth occupied so you don’t discourage our Kento, hmm? I’ve been wanting to fuck your sweet little throat from the first moment I met you – you wouldn’t dream of denying me what I want, right?” Vanessa cringed at his words, horrified to know that he’d had these thoughts for so long, her trembling mouth refusing to open until Gojo insistently pressed the head of his cock to her lips.
She felt his pre-cum smear against the sensitive skin and tried to stubbornly keep them sealed, but Nanami chose that moment to plunge his tongue inside her pussy, “Ah! Oh, mmh!” Vanessa moaned before she could stop herself, allowing Satoru to push his cock past her lips, greedily forcing half of his thick length into her mouth. She gagged when the head hit the back of her throat, trying to pull back – but Gojo wouldn’t let her as he sighed in bliss, “Mmhglrk!” She choked at his insistent pressing, her hands floundering for something to grip on before settling in Nanami’s hair.
Satoru chuckled when he heard Kento’s deeply pleased groan, the blond’s head moving to nuzzle deeper between Vanessa’s thighs, eager to taste more of her wetness, “Hmmm, good girl, just relax your throat and let me push in deeper,” Gojo sighed, relishing the thrashing of her tongue against the underside of his cock. He rocked his hips slightly, eyes locked on Nanami’s head, admiring the blissed-out expression his usually stern features donned, “Hahh, does she taste that good, Kento? Seeing you so eager to eat our pretty Vanessa out almost makes me jealous that you’re getting to taste her cunt first. I bet she’s fucking soaked, isn’t she,” Kento groaned and nodded, his deep green gaze flickering up to meet Satoru’s as he briefly pulled away.
“She tastes divine – so fucking good,” The blond panted, blowing cool air on Vanessa’s throbbing labia and clit. The lower half of Nanami’s face was covered in sticky juices, and Gojo was tempted to lean down to kiss him just so he could have a taste as well, “She’s dripping for us, so hot and eager, makes me want to fuck her, take her, make her mine,” Nanami rumbled, ducking his head down to continue eating Vanessa out once again. Gojo laughed, breathy and aroused, his hips beginning to fuck Vanessa’s gagging mouth with deeper, slower thrusts, trying to work the rest of his dick inside her mouth.
It was only when she whined, high and reedy, that he pulled out, his bright blue gaze focusing on her hazy expression as his cock slipped free from her mouth. Vanessa panted, spit drooling past her lips and down her chin and neck, “P-Please…” She whimpered, voice rough from having Gojo’s cock trying to batter past the resistance of her throat, “Please, ‘s too much, I can’t-can’t take all of your cock, Gojo,” The white-haired man cooed, petting the back of her head with one hand while the other roughly pinched her left nipple. Vanessa moaned and arched, her entire body trembling, her nerves confused and delighted by the pleasure and slight sparks of pain, “A-ah, G-Gojo, Nananmiiiii~!”
“Fuck, the way you say my name sounds so good…keep saying it, baby,” Gojo smirked as he plunged his dick back inside Vanessa’s mouth, his gaze flicking down to Nanami, who was staring up and watching with lust-darkened eyes, “She’s got a pretty, talented little mouth, Kento. ‘s too bad you won’t be able to experience how good it feels to have Vanessa sucking your dick right now,” He crooned teasingly, both of his hands slipping back to her breasts to play with her nipples, tugging, pinching, and rubbing them as Vanessa’s moans vibrated around his cock. This time, she swallowed around him, barely managing to stop the gag she wanted to make as he thrust his cock deeper inside her throat. Kento groaned at the sight, pulling his tongue out of Vanessa’s pussy to replace it with two thick fingers, the blond becoming impatient to work her open properly.
The scent of sex and need was heady in the small cabin, three people entangled with one another as the two men worked to take apart their new ‘wife’. Vanessa could hardly tell up from down, dizziness causing her vision to swim worryingly as she was unable to draw proper breath. Satoru thrust languidly, pulling out so she could gulp down air for a moment before pushing back in just as insistently, all while Kento scissored her cunt open with two, then three and finally four fingers, “Mmmh! Mngh – glrk!” Vanessa’s sounds were muffled and cut off from occasional gagging, her tears trickling slowly down her cheeks, joining her spit in making a wet, filthy mess of her chest. She was coming closer and closer to the peak of her pleasure, her thighs tightening almost painfully around Nanami’s head as he sucked her clit roughly, fingers thrusting and working her open until she swore, she’d be left gaping and sore.
Just as she was about to crest over the edge, Kento pulled his mouth off her clit and his fingers out of her pussy, ignoring her plaintive whine and the clench of her inner walls to keep the digits inside her, “Fuck, I can’t take it anymore. She’s as ready as she’s ever going to get,” The blond rumbled hungrily, pushing Vanessa’s legs off his shoulders so he could stand, wrapping them around his hips instead. Just like before, Nanami hooked the brunette’s knees over his elbows, granting her stability and lifting her upper body away from Gojo’s cock, the other man whining and complaining that he’d been close, “So you don’t want to fuck our pretty wife with your cock and fill her with cum? Tsk, tsk, and to think this was originally your idea.”
“Oy, oy, Nanami, that’s a low blow,” Satoru huffed, moving to slot his front against Vanessa’s back, the slight height difference between the two men negligible with the squirming, panting woman between them. Vanessa whimpered when she felt Satoru’s fingers brush against her throbbing folds, his hand moving to wrap around Nanami’s dick, pressing the thick, blunt head against her clenching, weeping slit, “You want it, baby? You want Kento’s big fat cock inside your dripping little pussy?” Gojo cooed teasingly, swiping the leaking tip over her vulva and clit, getting Vanessa desperate for more stimulation, “Do you want him balls deep inside you, filling you up and making you feel so good you won’t even remember your name after?” Vanessa shuddered her previous desire to escape all but disintegrating into nothing but lust, her head nodding as babbled pleas spilt past her lips.
Nanami hummed and leaned in, capturing Vanessa’s swollen, spit and pre-cum covered lips with his, a shiver running down his spine as he tasted the remnants of Gojo’s dick in her mouth. Satoru hummed, enjoying the view as Nanami forced his tongue into Vanessa’s mouth, swallowing her little cries as he spread his legs and thrust up inside her dripping pussy, “Mmh! Hnnn! A-ah, mmh, K-Kentooooo, Kento, s-so big, o-oooooh!” She moaned, mouth open and tongue hanging over her lower lip, Vanessa’s hazy gaze staring up at him as her empty cunt was filled to the brim with Nanami’s fat dick, “So goooooooood, hahh, mmmmh, fuck me, fuck me pleaaaseee,” Her little mewls were followed by weak bucks of her hips, the sight of the brunette losing all control over her desires making both men feel hot and eager for more.
“Hmm, not yet, Satoru needs to fill you up too, darling,” Nanami murmured roughly, his hands on her waist as he held Vanessa stead, her cunt fully enveloping his throbbing dick in her tight, pulsing walls, “We’re going to make you feel so good love – once we’re done with you, you won’t ever want to leave. The world’s too dangerous for such a pretty, sweet girl like you,” As Nanami spoke, distracting Vanessa from trying to move while Satoru slotted up perfectly behind her, he stared down at her with hunger and greed, possessively pulling her impossibly closer, “We’ll keep you locked up here, protect you, make sure you’ll never, ever have to worry about a thing again. You want that, don’t you? You want to be our good girl, to be protected by your loving husbands,” Vanessa moaned and drooled, lost in her arousal and need, her head nodding automatically with Kento’s words – before she tossed it back in a wailing cry as Gojo forced his cock inside her pussy as well.
The two men hissed from between clenched teeth at the snug fit, made even tighter when Vanessa’s pussy clenched and quivered around their dicks, “Mmh, fuck, you’re so tight, good girl, taking us so well, knew you’d be perfect for us,” Gojo crooned into the shell of Vanessa’s ear, his hands cupping her breasts as he encouraged her to lean back against his chest for more stability. Vanessa mewled and did so, her hands moving to grip Nanami’s shoulders, nails digging into the suit he was still wearing. She belatedly realised that while she was naked, the two men whose cocks were buried in her pussy were still almost fully clothed, their dicks and balls the only parts that had been pulled out.
She shuddered at the thought, feeling vulnerable and afraid, though those emotions were overwhelmed by the fullness in her cunt, reaching so deep and throbbing alongside the beat of her heart, “Yeah, that’s it, sweetheart, just relax and let us take care of you. Mmmh, you love it, don’t you? Love being stuffed full of cock, stretched to your limits by your husbands, right?”
Vanessa mewled and tried to refute his words, but her head lay limply against Gojo’s shoulders as his lips and teeth worked deep bruises into her neck and shoulders, “Nnnnh, ah, hahh, ‘s soooooooo much!” She managed to whimper, mouth open and panting for breath as she slowly got used to being filled to the brim with cock, “C-can’t…. can’t think, can’t-mmmh! Yesssss~! Please, more!” As Vanessa tried to find the words to ask both men to stop, they pulled out of her sopping pussy before rutting back in in a combined shallow thrust. She arched her back, a wrecked moan of their names spilling from her lips, pussy fluttering in pleasure from how good it felt to have two cock heads brushing against all the sensitive nerves in her cunt, “Want mooooooore, please gimme more, need it, need it so much, ah, K-Kento, Satoru, mmh, please!” Her mewling begs made both men shudder and groan, their hands tightening on the parts of her body they each were holding.
Nanami, impatient and eager, was the first to start pulling out, withdrawing his dick until only the tip remained inside the brunette before shoving back in with a heated growl, “Good girl, so good for us, take it, take everything,” He rumbled, green eyes locking with Gojo’s blue gaze, the white-haired man grinning widely as he followed Nanami’s lead. When Gojo pulled out, Kento remained inside Vanessa’s pussy, groaning as the veiny underside of Satoru’s cock rubbed against his dick, the sensation shooting sparks of pleasure up his spine.
As Gojo thrust back in, Nanami pulled out, the two see-sawing their movements to make sure that one of them was always filling Vanessa’s greedy cunt. She gasped and moaned, her pretty brown eyes rolling to the back of her head, body shaking from the sensations that riddled her nerves and made her toes curl in ecstasy, “You were made for this, made to be ours – just look at how well you’re taking us, how good your pussy feels when we’re fucking you,” Nanami’s murmured hotly, his grip on Vanessa’s sides bruising as he picked up the speed and force of his thrusts.
Gojo easily followed suit, one pair of hips slapping Vanessa’s ass before pulling away so the other’s hips ground against her clit, “That’s right, you’re ours, baby, so perfectly ours, such a shame you had to struggle so much to realise and accept who you belong to – who this pretty, greedy little pussy belongs to,” Satoru’s filthy words made her shudder, her nails trying to dig deeper into Nanami’s suit to try and keep your mind grounded.
The two men continued to praise her for being so good for them, for taking their cocks, for letting them make her theirs, their words and movements overwhelming Vanessa’s poor brain and leaving her overstimulated. Part way through their rough thrusts and murmured praise, she began to believe what they were saying, mewling, and whimpering and begging for more, “Aww, just look at you, so overwhelmed and desperate,” Satoru chuckled, rutting his hips against her ass, neither he nor Kento caring about the previous rhythm they had worked with as both men sought to take, take, take their pleasure from Vanessa’s body, “Isn’t she just so pretty like this, Nanami? Fuck, I love how fucked out her expression is – so lewd with your tongue hanging out and drooling all over yourself,” His voice was breathy, every few words punctuated by a grunt and another rough thrust that made Vanessa moan even louder.
“Mhmm, her body knows who she was made for,” Nanami groaned, the muscles in his thighs and arms burning from the strain of fucking up into Vanessa’s cunt, the thrill of the brunette’s perceived helpless desire and the pleasure tingling in the pit of his abdomen urging him on, “Hahh, I want to keep you like this all the time, keep you full and happy on my dick. Love to have you greet us after a long mission wearing nothing but that cute, frilly little apron you always wore to work – God, how could you think we wouldn’t be tempted by such a gorgeous sight,” The blond growled and went impossibly harder, his thrusts becoming shallower as he only pulled his dick out halfway before slamming in again.
Vanessa sobbed, clawing At Nanami’s shoulders, tipping her head back to let Gojo mouth more possessive marks into the skin of her throat, “Yes! Yes, yes, yes, please, want it – so close, so good!” She moaned raggedly; her voice rough from all the noise she’d been making as her new ‘husbands’ fucked her pussy sloppy. She felt raw, her skin pulled taught as her body trembled at the peak of her pleasure, threatening to topple over. Fuck, she wanted to cum, was desperate for her release, as every slam of the dicks inside her made the cock heads roll over her g-spot and pummel close to her cervix, “Please! Please, please, please, ‘s too much, c-can’t hold on, wanna cum, wanna cum so bad!”
“Aww, poor thing, so needy, you wanna cum for us, baby?” Vanessa moaned and nodded, babbling more pleas for her release at Gojo’s teasing words, “You think she deserves to cum yet, Kento? Mmmh, I kinda wanna feel how tight she’ll get around our cocks, how good it’ll feel to fill her up with cum,” The white-haired man was panting, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he, too, was getting closer and closer to his orgasm as well.
Nanami growled and nodded along to Gojo’s words, a smirk curling his handsome face, “Mhmmm, would love to feel our pretty wife cum for us,” He murmured, leaning over to kiss Vanessa, though it was more tongue and teeth than his previous kisses. Nanami could feel the hot tension clenching in his balls, the echoing desire coiled in his belly, and knew that Satoru must be feeling the same way, as the other man was beginning to whine and pant needily as well, “You wanna cum for us, Vanessa? Wanna cum on your hubby’s cocks, feel our cum being pumped deep inside your pretty pussy?”
She moaned and nodded blearily in response, and Nanami chuckled, his thrusts becoming meaner, slowing down until he was almost completely still, “Then tell us who do you love? Who does this pussy belong to, hmm?”
“If you answer us properly then you get to cum, baby,” Gojo groaned, his tone strained as he tried to hold on, realizing what Nanami was doing as Vanessa sobbed and writhed, trying to gain relief, “Be a good girl and tell us what we wanna hear.”
Deep in her subconscious, Vanessa knew that if she answered, that her fate would forever be sealed… but her impatience and desperation got the best of her, “Yours! I’m yours, this pussy is yours, belongs to my hubbies!” She wept, nearly screaming her response as the two picked up speed and force once more, “Love you, love you, please lemme cum, please, please-!”
She wailed with relief when Nanami and Gojo rubbed her clit at the same time, accidentally pinching the throbbing bud at the same moment that they thrust as deep as they could inside her. The combination threw her over the edge of her release, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her body seized up with a garbled moan. Kento cursed beneath his breath, barely managing one last thrust from how tight Vanessa’s cunt fluttered around both dicks. He and Gojo slammed balls deep, Kento grinding his hips while Satoru jerked against her ass in sharp bursts inside her.
Their cocks jerked with the force of their release as they began to pump thick, viscous, and sticky seed deep inside Vanessa’s pussy, her milking, quivering inner walls practically massaging the cum out of them. Both groaned and used each other to hold all three of them up, unwilling to accidentally drop Vanessa while they experienced the best climax of their lives. The living room was filled with panting, whimpering and deep sighs of bliss, the two men slowly recovering before pulling out.
Their softened cocks nearly popped out of Vanessa’s swollen pussy, a thick stream of cum spilling out alongside them as there was nothing to keep the sheer volume of sticky seed inside her. She whimpered and shook, clinging to Nanami as he and Gojo mumbled to one another, her mind too worn out to pay attention to anything other than the call of sleep. When Vanessa woke up the next day, she would be clean, exhausted, and chained to a large, queen-sized bed, Nanami and Gojo asleep on either side of her.
It would be a month later when Nanami and Gojo would return to the field, waving off their students’ questions about where Vanessa had gone. The blond and white-haired man would be more relaxed, almost, as they went about their work.