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Quanrui knows she shouldn't. She shouldn't reach for her phone on the night table while she has her legs spread open and her boyfriend fucking her in the ass, all spit and lube and redness and the feral look in Gyuvin's eyes. She knows she shouldn't text Hao, yet she does because she knows they both are expecting the older woman. They need her.
Sometimes having her over is the only way the couple can decompress and have sex the way they want to but are unable to put into words. Hao is, more often than not, the key to that door.
A simple "come over?" and a view-once pic of one of her feet up in the air, dangling over Gyuvin's broad shoulder. Hao reads her message instantly and opens the photo just as quick. Something in Quanrui's stomachs twists and pleasure ripples through her. She loves knowing that Hao can be just as desperate. A reply doesn't even come through, but she knows that the woman will show up sooner rather than later. Hao knows the code to their apartment, she'll make use of it well.
Gyuvin's pace falters when he understands, after a single look to Quanrui's eyes, that his favorite noona will show up in a few minutes. He groans at the realization and kneads the little fat his girlfriend has on her thighs. She feels wetter inside, Gyuvin's dick probably spurting more precum once the info reached that head.
"Quuubing..." She whines while pouting. She pushes him out of her so he doesn't cum, touching the hard and spasming muscles in his abdomen. His flushed cock slips out her asshole with a squelching sound they should be ashamed of, but that neither pay attention to. She goes for his shoulders instead, hugging him and using all her might to make him stay over her lithe body and not make any other move. She kisses him with ardour, her chest tightened from the amount of love she has for the puppy-like boy. He accepts the kiss.
(What doesn't he accept from her, though? He accepts her as she is, flawed and withdrawn; accepts her best friend slash situationship that never got a good resolution, in their bed; (thus) accepts both Chinese minxs that look at him through pretty eyelashes and ask him to cum.)
Quanrui really does love him though, in spite of her tendencies. So much. He's such a good and understanding man. He's been there for her at her worst, when her own body repulsed her and she couldn't have sex with him for months. When something had been bothering her and she had yearned for the touch of another: a woman so dainty and pale, with multiple moles on her face. She'd cried when confessing this to Gyuvin, feeling so disgusted with her own thoughts and calling herself a cheater and many other bad, degrading names, over and over again. She couldn't understand why it was happening to her, why she couldn't just move on from Hao. Gyuvin had held her through it all, he'd caressed her long, blonde hair and mushed her cheeks, kissing her oh so sweetly until the tears had dried and her gummy smile had showed up.
They'd talked for hours after that, Gyuvin doing everything he could to understand his girlfriend's needs. Never once did he feel cheated on or bothered by it because Quanrui was talking to him, trusting him with something of that magnitude; her confusion making her, in his eyes, so human and lovable. He just wanted to help, to make his beautiful girl know that she was worthy of love and pleasure just the way she wanted it. And he wanted to be the one to provide that. If he needed to accept another woman in their bed, then so be it. Hao was attractive, he wasn't blind, or dumb; and the connection she had with Quanrui was thrilling to watch, to say the least. They were mesmerizing, and Gyuvin, far from feeling bitter, felt seduced every time they were together. He had come to appreciate Hao as a good friend too, and wouldn't want any other person in between his and his girlfriend's aching bodies whenever they tried to obtain a carnal release. And Hao was more than happy to deliver.
Quanrui and him kiss bruisingly. They suction at each other's lips as if they are pieces of fruit filled with the syrupiest of juices, only stopping when the pulsing of heartbeats could be felt through the kiss, meaning that they were about to draw blood from the other's lips. They keep going at it like that until they have to breathe properly, pulling away still a bit delirious from the heavy make-out session. Saliva drips from Gyuvin's to her own mouth while they're panting with exertion, but none of that matters.
Both her holes are pulsing, begging to be filled once again, but she wants to wait. She can't just ask him to fill her up with his dick again. This is how the routine they had with Hao went. And it's best if they don't upset the oldest by cumming before she gets to see it (and Hao always can tell if they try to hide it from her) or they'll be blueballed for literal days.
They keep kissing to pass the time and also keep their bodies ignited. Quanrui's delicate, manicured hands massage Gyuvin's tense muscles at the top of his spine. He groans in satisfaction and pushes her down delicately from her stomach, pinning her to the softness underneath them. Her belly is flat, pale, dotted with a few sun-triggered freckles here and there. Barely any noticeable muscle.
Unlike him. Everything about Gyuvin is chiseled. His chest and arms, his stomach and legs. Toned but not exaggeratedly so, natural in relation to his broadness and how tall he is. He is a fucking model, dancer body with the smallest of faces. Propotions out of this world, truly. Just the mere sight of his muscles twitching in pleasure makes her feel breathless. He is stunning. In all ways she is not. And she desires him so much because of it.
In spite of his obvious robustness, he is, most of the time, gentle. A bit clumsy, sure, but with no ounce of evil in him. He worships her in and outside of the bedroom. He caresses her with a tenderness that, if she overthinks it, makes her feel like sobbing. Big hands with rough skin feel like the softest blanket on her skin, like her favorite sweater. He's always careful, massaging her and molding her like putty with his strength, but only to make her feel good. It never feels like he has ulterior motives when he touches her. Her stomach hurts, in a good way, when thinking about it. His gentleness. She's so in love with him.
So yes, he's sweet, thoughtful. Putting her first above anything or anyone else, even himself. Except when she asks him not to. In those cases he grabs her by the hips forcefully, walks with her scrambling limbs that try to hold onto something from the suddenness of it all, and he throws her on the bed without a care. He abuses her most sensitive parts with his fingers, curling them inside her ass or her cunt, sometimes both. Her clit red and swollen, wet and peeking from its hood. He sometimes pinches it or slaps it, making her cry due to the mixture of pain and pleasure. Although it's not the usual sweet, puppy Gyuvin's image, more often than not, after her consent, he is downright cruel. He doesn't even try to please her properly. He leaves her frustrated and shivering from an arousal so strong and so shallow that it isn't enough to coax her to have an orgasm. He speaks filthy and vile things into her ear just to feel her clench on him and humiliate herself from the way she reacts like a slut to his equally as vulgar behaviour.
And Quanrui loves it, she melts from the inside when she sees that animalistic glint in his eyes. They remind her of someone else, someone else's mean eyes that looked at her like that while slapping her face, making her eat her cunt out, grabbing her by the neck and-
The door to their room opens. Quanrui blinks, dazed and confused. Memories of the past quickly vanishing from her head, and she sighs at the realization that Gyuvin is fingers deep inside her pussy, her feet quivering from pleasure. Seems like he couldn't contain his mind from wandering somewhere either while they made out, and had to put his fingers to use instead of his dick. He also blinks confusedly, as if both had forgotten who was coming. Gyuvin quickly removes his fingers and hides his hands behind his back. Quanrui would've snorted at his childish actions if she hadn't been in a trance with Hao's presence in their space.
The women share a look, and that is enough to make the blonde's face blush. She falls back on the bed and opens her legs even more, an instinctual reaction her body has to Hao. Lolling her head to the side, she watches as her best friend removes her coat and cardigan, leaving them on Gyuvin's gaming chair. The familiarity with which she paces on the couple's room makes said couple shiver with something, a need, too heavy. Although they don't voice it, ever, for they are both shy and selfless with their desires. Perhaps they want more than Hao could give them, so they remain silent.
Now only dressed with a long skirt that cinches her petite waist and a long-sleeved top, Hao climbs on the bed. She looks at them and smiles, composed and pretty as always. But Quanrui and Gyuvin know her. They've been friends for years. This thing has been going on for months. The apples of Hao's cheeks are rosy-tinted and her chest rises with heavy breaths that she tries to conceal. This indicates that she's also excited and needy, that she has probably run the sets of stairs up until she reached their apartment.
She hasn't said hi, yet. She doesn't need to really. She speaks through actions. She grasps one of Quanrui's hand and squeezes lovingly. They both long for a kiss. But still, they are waiting for Gyuvin's comfortability first. Hao breaks the eye contact with the younger girl and also smiles, more tenderly, at the youngest of the three. At being recognized (if Gyuvin had dog's ears they would've perked up) his eyes shine and he also tries to hide a blush creeping up to his cheeks. Seems like she's not the only one affected by Hao's presence. Quanrui's clit pulsates with the need she feels for that sweet man and his antics. How can he be so hot, with his firm abs and big cock hanging between his legs; but also so cute, with his blushy face and unable to make eye contact?
"Hao noona..." He says, all breathy, almost a moan. He reaches for her, minutely. A movement so little anyone else would've missed it. Quanrui doesn't, and neither does Hao. Her eyes, like Gyuvin's, at being called, shine. She goes for a hug, embracing all the tallness and long limbs of the boy in a tender cuddle. Quanrui should feel jealous at the sight, at Gyuvin's lips kissing the other girl's jaw, nipping at it as if he can't get enough. She doesn't. They are silent, all three of them, just enjoying the moment and recharging energies with each other's existence.
Hao looks at Quanrui, a dangerous glint in her eyes. Quanrui trembles, her lips puckering unconsciously at the way Hao holds Gyuvin's head and guides him to kiss down her neck while maintaining their heated gazes locked in. She knows Quanrui would do anything to be in his place, but she just gets to watch, this time. Quanrui's pussy pulses and she aches to get her hand down there and rub at herself.
But, this is a game known to both girls. So Quanrui waits, motionless in regards to her own pleasure. Only closing her legs a bit, because the cold air that entered the room when Hao came in is drying the slick between her thighs and making her shiver. She gets comfortable on the matress, grabbing pillows and positioning them under her back and neck. And waits. She doesn't touch herself one bit. Just watches.
Watches as Gyuvin's large hands undress Hao, getting her rid of the brown long skirt and beige top. She has thick pantyhose stockings on, and Quanrui breathes relieved at the sight. It's freezing outside. The blonde had asked herself, upon first glance at the oldest, how was her jie only wearing a skirt with the weather being as cold as it is lately. ("And Hao being as cold, body-temperature speaking, as she is all the time." Her mind supplies, memories of the relationship they had and the little things Quanrui had learned to love about the other woman resurfacing.)
As if Hao read her mind, she disentangles Gyuvin's limbs off of her and kisses his cheek one last time. Pulling down her stockings, left bare only with her cotton panties and matching bra, she looks at her friend. Quanrui exhales, feeling her blush extend to her own chest and the palpitations between her legs increase.
While she enjoyed dressing Quanrui up with lace lingerie and far more sensual and kinky stuff, Hao always wore, wears, cotton undergarments. And Quanrui had missed seeing the basic, cotton match-up underwear that Hao prefers for herself. It has been a while since they've been able to meet up and do this, so she indulges herself and lets her eyes linger on the mouth-watering figure of her ex and the way the black of her underwear contrasts deliciously with her pale skin.
"Binnie drove me here. He says hi." Hao's eyes crinkle beautifully when talking about her boyfriend. Quanrui feels her stomach drop, as if on a roller coaster, at the mention of the older boy. Something like guilt makes her bite her lower lip, her eyes going down in shame almost. Is he really okay with this thing they have, all three of them? Does he hate Quanrui for needing Hao sometimes? Or worse: does he hate Gyuvin, a colleague at his dance academy, for the messy, fucked-up girlfriend he has?
Hao's touch on her leg, caressing, reassures her. "Hanbin isn't like that, and you know it. Hanbin's okay with this. Hanbin is like Gyuvin. Stop beating yourself over it." - Says the touch and those eyes. Quanrui knows Hao wouldn't be here if whatever this is really bothered her soulmate, if it made Hanbin insecure. Hao pinches at her skin to bring her back out of her self-conscious struggle. Quanrui sees the situation with different eyes. Now, instead of feeling bad, tiny prickles of pleasure make her arch from the bed a bit, whining low on her throat product of Hao's squeezing. Hanbin knows? Most probably, him and Hao talk about everything, after all. He knows and still lets her come to help. Would he, perhaps, want to join in some future? Quanrui whimpers at the thought and her mind reels to dangerous, filthy, places.
"Hao jie... Kiss me, please." She closes her eyes and waits. A pair of plump and soft lips brush hers. She could distantly hear Gyuvin's small sounds, probably his own big hand jacking himself off. She moans into Hao's mouth imagining that, his fat cockhead peeking from the circle of his long fingers, dripping precum at the image of his girlfriend and his noona making out.
Arousal in form of waves hits her body and her legs open even more when Hao caresses her stomach, angling her hand down until she's cupping the blonde's pussy. She stays grabbing her like that, a bit harshly, for a few seconds. Like she owns it still, the younger girl thinks. Quanrui whines, feeling insane from her own delusional thoughts, and pulls away from the kiss, hissing in pleasure at the mean, lovely fingers jabbing at her most sensitive parts.
"I think Gyuvinnie should continue fucking Rui now. Give me a little show." Hao hums, playfully. She knows. Obviously, she knows. From how wind up they both had been, are still, it's evident they had been fucking prior to her arrival. She falls gently on the matress next to the blonde girl, and looks at Gyuvin. She hasn't taken off her underwear, but they don't rush her nor pay too much attention to that detail. Hao doesn't often involve herself with penetration, but doesn't refuse help from one of them, or both, to reach her peak either. Sometimes even proactively asking for them to please her in one non-penetrative way or another.
Gyuvin stumbles a bit while moving forward, his kilometric legs getting tangled with the sheets. Hao's resonant laugh, so characteristic of her, fills the room. Quanrui can't help but laugh, albeit lot more silently, with her. Gyuvin's ears on fire certainly don't help, but both women coo after finishing giggling. He really is like a large, adorable puppy.
He situates himself between his girlfriend's legs and, after letting a thread of watery saliva fall on his dick and coating the entire length in it, he aligns the weeping head on her asshole. With a little push, he starts to breach her entrance. In just a few seconds, as her body was used to it after the fucking they had done earlier, he has slid all the way in. His brows are furrowed and a light sheen of sweat makes his chest shine. Quanrui whimpers and feels her core throb. Hao doesn't seem displeased with the sight, either. He really is a beautiful man. Quanrui is lucky to have him.
Hao continues with the nuzzles on her belly, making the blonde tingle all the way down to her toes. That is the power Hao has on her: every minuscule movement from the older woman affects her immensely, making her feel a little crazy. Little puffs of air, almost like small laughs, escape her. Hao keeps teasing her ribs and dipping one finger on her bellybutton. Quanrui's legs try to close instintively at the weird sensation, but Gyuvin's large frame makes it difficult. He grabs her by the thighs and makes her keep them open, out of the way.
"Bǎobǎo, how does puppy feel, hm?" Hao asks in Chinese. Quanrui moans at the endearment term and grabs Hao's wrist to take her hand, off of her quivering stomach, to her little tits with perky nipples. She wants some attention there and Hao isn't gonna deny her of anything, obviously. Never did, and never does.
Gyuvin's eyes look at them at the faint recognition of "xiǎo gǒu" and the implication that they may be talking about him, but neither of the girls pay attention to his desperate, puppy eyes. And they know he gets off of that. With much more vigour than before, trying to snatch their attention back to him and to prove a point, his hips start to move once again, his dick in and out of Quanrui's ass, making her gape and her pink insides palpitate from the friction. Her lips open in an almost-shout moan, but Hao covers her mouth before she can scream too loudly and let the entire apartment building know that she was being railed to her heart's content. Gyuvin and her are really noisy, Zhang Hao knows it well and so she takes action.
Just as quick she unclasps her hand from the blonde's mouth, once Quanrui gets over her guts being rearranged and isn't about to screech. "I asked you a question, bǎobǎo."
There it is. Mean Hao. She pinches her nipples and twists, making them go from a soft pink to a sore red in seconds. Quanrui knows better than to make a sound that isn't intelligible words. She swallows the spit that has flooded her mouth.
"S-so good, jiějie. Puppy's so big, so perfect. Stuffing m-me s'good"
Hao purrs pleased at her obedience and smooches the corner of her mouth before lowering her kisses down her neck and collarbones. Gyuvin's pace becomes more erratic after his girl had spoken in Korean for him to understand, to lose his mind and preen at the praise. The penis inside her feels like it grows, pulses, and she wails. She loves that he has a bit of a praise kink.
Hao notices this too and nods, as if also realizing that they can haunt Gyuvin together, while her tongue pokes one of her friend's nipples. She suckles the little rosy nub and looks at the man, who is still moving a bit desperately. She bites on the tit, leaving an imprint of her teeth before speaking.
"Hm... I bet. Gyuvinnie's perfect cock looks so good going in and out of your hole, love." Hao hasn't even seen it, cannot from her position next to Quanrui, but she knows.
(Quanrui's body has been engraved in her mind ever since they were whatever they were, all those times where more often than not she'd use a strap-on, big dildos, to make the blonde girl cum multiple times in a row and beg her to stop. None of the stuff she'd used was as pretty as Gyuvin, though. So, even without seeing it, she knows the visual of that thick, red cock going in and out of Quanrui's gaping pink hole must be insane.)
"Puppy gets so excited when noona tells him how good he is. It's adorable." Hao continues, Gyuvin whimpering not unlike Quanrui does whenever that vile, sexy woman is involved.
The oldest reaches for under the pillows, rummaging a bit until she retrieves their used bottle of lube. She warms some in her hand and goes for Quanrui's womanhood with no second thought. She lubes around Gyuvin's cock because she's seen that the boy had only used spit as lube. Her Hao jie, ever so thoughtful. Gyuvin groans when Hao's fingers squeeze the base of his dick on purpose. She also lets some lube drops fall from her fingers to Quanrui's other entrance, one that was even more drenched than her asshole. Her vaginal lips glisten with her own arousal, and Gyuvin has his eyes fixated there, on the teasing digits of the oldest on Quanrui's empty hole.
With one wet fingertip, a scratching nail, Hao presses on the swollen little pearl peeking there and rubs, hard, and Quanrui, just like that, trembles through her first orgasm of the night. Gyuvin's puppy thrusts and Hao being mean to her clit is all it takes. Her body spasms for a bit before sagging on the bed. She feels short of breath, the climax having caught her off guard. Wetness trails from her slit to the bed covers. Quanrui is a sight to behold. Her small mouth in a perfect "o" shape, forehead scrunched in an orgasmic expression still.
Hao makes Gyuvin stop. He whines. It's the second time he's been stopped from fucking his girlfriend in their bed in the span of forty minutes, an hour at most. Yet obediently, he lets his cock slip out of her. Quanrui tries to make her hole not gape. Tries. But the wetness Gyuvin's left inside escapes her in the form of glistening, translucent precum beads. They are slightly white-ish, that's how close Gyuvin was to his own climax. They travel through her crack, mixing with the remnants of her orgasm, until it all goes on its own moistening the bedsheets underneath.
"Come fuck Rui's tits while she catches her breath and gets ready for a second round, bǎobǎo." This time the receiving end of Hao's softness is Gyuvin. He nods enthusiastically, eyes large like a deer, and climbs up on Quanrui's body, not putting all his weight on her of course. His heavy cock hangs in the valley between her breasts. Hao hums while she thinks on how they'll do this, the position. After a couple of minutes she manages to get under Quanrui, the latter's back to her chest. Hao's face appears from underneath, to perch onto her shoulder and glance devilishly at Gyuvin.
Quanrui's boobs aren't big enough for Gyuvin to fuck them. That they know. Still, when pushed together, they create a cute little tunnel of their own for the boy's cock to take its place. Hao's lubed hands press on her tits' sides and she intertwines her own fingers above them to create the roof of said tunnel. So Gyuvin's cock is trapped between his girlfriend's tits and Hao's hands.
"What do we say, Quanrui?" Fuck. It's that time. Hao knows they don't use honorifics due to their closeness in age and the stage of their relationship, both of them prefering to adress the other more comfortably, but also because they'd been friends for a long time before getting together. But Hao knows the kinks the couple enjoy, more so than the couple themselves sometimes.
This isn't something she says to Gyuvin. Ever. Too mortified to bring it up. She only does when Hao's around to make her. Somewhere deep within herself she knows he likes it, probably too much. Quanrui's entire face heats up and she can't keep her eyes on her boyfriend. "F-fuck my tits, Gyuvin oppa. Please!" She whines, the sound coming out high-pitched, her neck gets feverish from the embarrassment and arousal of using that word to refer to the man above her. She can feel Hao smile against her nape and the kisses she leaves there, like rewarding bits for the pleasurable shame she's feeling. Gyuvin freezes for a few seconds at the word "oppa" before starting to fuck up her chest with renewed stamina. He has a crazed light to his eyes now and groans are leaving his lips in tandem.
Thank god for the lube Hao applied to her skin beforehand, because the friction even now is a bit uncomfortable. Without any moisture it would've been hell. Still, Gyuvin's focused face and the droplets of sweat falling in between his abs are motivation enough to push through the odd sensation on her sternum.
The boy pants, not unlike the puppy he is always being compared to. His eyes are unfocused and blissed out, going in between both their faces. Quanrui knows they make rather an obscene image. They, she and Hao, are powerful as a pair. The blonde flutters her eyelashes and lets her tongue peek out just a bit. Trying to rail him up. And rail him up she does. That tiny peak, wet little thing is what Gyuvin needs to pitifully trash forward, and come all over his girlfriend's skin. The ropes of cum reach her neck, and Hao doesn't have anything to say to that, just staring in wonder. She laps up the salty fluid happily after a few seconds, cleaning Quanrui's tattooed skin. Gyuvin watches them while breathing heavily, removing himself from above their bodies. He goes back to the foot of the bed.
"Hm... taste's so good, bǎobǎo. Now recover for a bit. You both are going to give me one more tonight, alright?"
They are at Hao's mercy so after meekly uttering a little "yes", Gyuvin lays down for a bit with his eyes closed and his belly trembling still, muscles twitching sensually. Hao gets herself out from beneath Quanrui and, instead, climbs on her lap. The blonde is now against the bed's headrest and the many pillows the couple like, most of them plushies.
Something in the older's eyes makes her want to cry. She doesn't. She just holds Hao from her tiny waist. She hugs her. Hao hugs her back; leaves some kisses in the crown of her hair, until both their mouths find each other. They kiss like they have been doing ever since Quanrui realized her feelings for Hao were more than platonic, all those years ago now: little nibbles inflicted by Hao's sharp teeth to the younger's plush cherries and tongues getting mingled with a force that conveys beyond-words emotions. The taste of Gyuvin's bitter cum is prevalent, rich and so thick on Hao's wet mouth.
"Jiějie..." Quanrui is getting impacient. For what? She doesn't even know. Hao starts to grind against one of her thighs. She sighs with bliss and bites at Quanrui's pierced earlobe, tasting the cross earring she always wears and her strawberry shampoo. Some things never change, huh.
"Missed this. Missed having jiějie's whore like this." Hao whispers against her hearing organ. The girl alluded to whimpers and her nipples pebble. Fire runs through her whole body. Quanrui needs Hao to fuck her up, so bad. "Wanna put my fingers in your slutty pussy while puppy fucks your sweet ass. Would that be alright, bǎobǎo? Do you want us both filling you up, making you our little plaything?"
Quanrui doesn't even last one second trying to play it cool. She nods enthusiastically, a little pathetic even.
"But first, I want to have a little fun too." Hao pouts, and Quanrui wants to give her everything, anything. So she nods again, looking a little funny and way too eager in Hao's eyes probably. Gyuvin's looks up upon hearing the dirty words and the decision that came afterwards, the one about Hao wanting to have her share of fun first. He also seems to be interested, but perhaps he is too shy to meddle in between both girls. So he stays silent. Hao looks at him and smiles beautifully. She really likes Gyuvin. A ton. In general and for Quanrui. She knows they are made for each other.
"Want you both to eat me out. Want you both on your knees for me." She says, easily and commanding. Wistfully, her eyes glossy. She is like a fairy. A really dirty one, at that. But beautiful nonetheless. The couple scrambles to get out of bed and get on their knees on the floor. Side by side. Gyuvin's broad shoulder is digging on her own graceful one, but it doesn't matter. Hao is looking at them with so much love and admiration that not even the slight pain on her bony knees could make her not like it.
The oldest sits on the edge of the bed and unclasps her black bra, letting her tits free. They are much bigger than Quanrui's, her nipples as well, and of a light brown color. She remembers being amazed when her jiějie would press up both their chests together and she wouldn't be able to look up from the pinkish color of her own pebbles against the brownish one of Hao's. It was the most beautiful color palette ever.
She leaves the piece of clothing on the bed and when she stands up, finally, she gets out of her panties as well. The string of arousal connecting her flushed skin with the black fabric makes something churn in Quanrui's stomach. Beside her, Gyuvin's breath gets stuck in his throat. He is watching with just as much lust as her, attentively. Hao has both wrapped around her pretty fingers.
She walks up to them and bends her back a little to caress one cheek of each. Right hand smooshing Gyuvin's cute, childish cheek; and the left one caressing, with her thumb, Quanrui's cheekbone.
"My pretty things, so obedient." She says. As an answer, in silence, both Gyuvin and her search for each other's hands. They lace their fingers and squeeze. Hao gets her hips closer to them, a silent order in her eyes, and with their free hands the couple grab her from the thigh (in Gyuvin's case) and asscheek (in Quanrui's).
Pulling apart from there, Hao opens up to them like the most beautiful flower in bloom. Gyuvin perches Hao's leg on his shoulder, which is stronger. From her entrance, nectar drips. Her pussy is wet and a bit red, throbbing weakly at the attention of two devotees like them. Any other person would've missed it. Quanrui uses that knowledge to get her face closer to Hao's core and inhale. She knows she needs to make the first move for Gyuvin to also feel like he can be selfish and also pleasure the other woman like he wants to. The pretty patch of pubic hair tickles at her nose.
Hao still smells like the same combo of soap and bodywash she's been using for years. Her thighs and pelvis smell sweet, clean, like jasmine. But her innermost core smells musky, sweaty, just so Hao. Quanrui drools. She laps up the wetness there and stays still, savoring it. After a few seconds of silence, Gyuvin becomes restless on her side and gently grabs her jaw so he can manipulate her head and kiss her, savoring Hao's arousal off her tongue.
Hao leaks even more at that, at the fact that both of them are way too eager to taste her. Gyuvin gets away from the kiss first and it's his turn. He sticks his tongue out and traces with it the entirety of Hao's vulva. From her wet perineum to her peeking clit. He suckles on the latter and preens at the way Hao shakes and grabs both their hairs more forcibly.
With that massive green light, Quanrui also gets her face closer and starts to poke with her tongue at any part of velvety moist skin she can reach. Her tongue touches Gyuvin's many times. She has to slurp the mix of saliva and arousal fluid that keeps flooding her puppy's mouth. She laps it all up contentedly, kissing Gyuvin when she feels like it and thus, making the movements of their lips stimulate Hao in a way. It feels like a dream.
Hao doesn't relent either. She has made a loose ponytail with Quanrui's dyed hair on her fist, and is also almost scalping Gyuvin with how hard she is holding him close to her pussy. She uses the grip she has on both to move them as she pleases, making one go further down to apply pressure with their tongue in her perineum while the other pokes at her clit, and vice-versa. It's a bit disastrous, all awkward angles and hisses of discomfort. But it's also full of Hao's in-love stare and the sweet taste of her most aroused state in their tongues. It's how they like it and that's all that matters. They are used to it, this dynamic.
Hao ends up cumming with both their tongues out while she uses them as best as she can, as she pleases, wanting to pleasure herself primarily but also the cat/dog duo that is almost fighting on who should be the one to make her reach her peak. To solve that problem, she uses them both while yanking at their hairs. It was only fair, although their scalps itch for days on end after that. They don't mind it; after all, it's a reminder of the way Hao's thighs shook and how her wetness drenched both their faces. They kiss interchanging everything between themselves anyways, so problem solved with no further difficulties.
Hao keeps her promise. Once all three of them are on bed again, she lubes up Gyuvin's dick, now hard as a rock after eating her out, and places it on Quanrui's ass, again. He pushes in, sheaths himself to the hilt, and groans.
"Fuck... So tight, noona." He breathes in Hao's direction, seeking acknowledgment and approval. The oldest hums, laying down next to Quanrui and nods her head.
"I know, puppy. She must feel so good, no? Her insides shaped just for you and your big cock." Hao has a way with words that leaves the couple speechless, hornier than ever. Gyuvin whines and moves his head up and down a bit pathetically, agreeing. He moves his hips faster, his thighs bumping with the younger girl's ass everytime he pushes in brutally.
Hao silences Quanrui's moans with a kiss and takes advantage of the girl's pliancy to open her up with one finger. The blonde's pussy is as wet as it can be, so the slide is easy. Hao's fingers are slender, not too long. She curves the appendage inside her, molding her vaginal walls as she pleases. Quanrui gasps and tears spring in her eyes at being stretched like that, to that extent, in both her holes. Hao also gasps, but for an entirely different reason: she can feel Gyuvin in the blonde's ass, through the thin wall of flesh in between them.
Gyuvin shrieks and speeds up, Quanrui trashes in Hao's hold at the incessant onslaught of pleasure. Hao makes use of the moisture in her pussy to push a second, then a third, finger in. She scissors them, making her walls give in to the intrusion, and presses them against Quanrui's g-spot knowingly, knowing that she's making Quanrui lose her mind.
The blonde yowls and kicks Gyuvin's hip, making the boy huff and shove her roughly against the mattress. It's too much. Hao latches her mouth to her neck, and sucks, possessive. Gyuvin is breathing heavily above her, seemingly close. Hao's fingers going in and out, splattering droplets of her wetness on the sheets without none of them caring. She's being dangerously brought to a sudden orgasm, and she wouldn't be able to contain it.
Hao waits until she knows they both are gonna lose it. At the last second, when Gyuvin pushes himself so far in, to cum deep inside his girl, she bends her fingers meanly. This achieves great pressure in Quanrui's sensitive spongy tissue and also great constraint against Gyuvin's cockhead, almost as if she knows exactly where to caress the underside of his glans even through his girlfriend's pussy.
The boy shivers and cums. A lot. Her ass gets full quickly and cum seeps out, even with Gyuvin still plugging her. She doesn't last long either, the first cumspurt against her insides is stimulating enough for her to clench down hard on both their appendages. Hao's fingers get pushed quickly out of her cunt due to the force of her gushes.
Gyuvin's lower body gets drenched when Hao, who the situation doesn't even make panic, rubs Quanrui's clit in circles to prolong the orgasmic sensation and the squirt.
"Hao jie!" Quanrui screams and lets the other play her body as she knows best. Her eyes roll back painfully, her stomach gets so tight it feels like an abs workout pushed to the max, her insides pulsate with each little spray coming from her urethra. She feels on fire. Gyuvin is moaning at the way she clenches around him, milking him dry. Hao leaves on last kiss on her forehead and a slap on her abused cunt.
Sniffles escape her when the contractions of her convulsing, orgasming body subdue. Gyuvin is the first to caress her cheeks, remove the plastered sweaty hairs in his way and carefully dive down to kiss her spit-slicked mouth.
He's breathing funny, and that makes the blonde girl crack and laugh softly, whereas before she was still dazed and a bit dumb. Nothing else in the world matters when it's the two of them. She brushes his bangs out of his face and strokes his ear lovingly, thanking him under her breath for making her feel loved and helping her regain control of her body bit by bit. She kisses him once more, until they both giggle against each other.
"Love your little teeth, my pretty girl." He sighs enamoured, while she flushes from the amount of love directed at her. She playfully pushes him calling him clingy, but the way her heart thumps against her ribcage is the real answer.
He smiles just as whipped but doesn't pull out, softening inside her by now. They enjoy some cockwarming so not a single word leaves their mouths regarding the soft dick in her asshole. She has more pressing matters that demand her attention anyways. When she remembers that they aren't alone in the room, she cocks her head to the side and watches as Hao is passing her head through the hole of her beige top. She has a sated, small smile on her face, and her eyes are on the wall as if she wants to give them privacy.
She feels Quanrui's gaze and stares back, a million of feelings flowing through them. The unsaid, most prevalent of all, was that perhaps what Quanrui and Gyuvin have could've been theirs as well. Quanrui finds that the aching in her chest isn't there anymore, unlike long months ago when thinking about Hao felt like her heart was being ripped apart still. She is healing, slowly but surely. Gyuvin is helping her, and she is so in love with him, more than she had been ever in her life before.
Hao goes to the mirror and fixes her hair, as well as her lips, the tint in them having faded a while ago. She reapplies a bit and keeps watching herself on the reflective surface, humming, until her phone pings. While reading the message, she hurries to put on her wool cardigan and coat.
"Binnie's here to pick me up, loves. This friday is my violin showcase, would you come?"
Gyuvin has made home of himself on Quanrui's chest, resting for a bit. He nods minutely, but Quanrui feels it so she gives an answer for the both of them.
"Of course, jie. We'll be there." Hao smiles genuinely at that. Her straight teeth on full display. It's such a pretty smile. Contagious, too. Quanrui finds herself giving one back.
"Perfect, bǎobǎo. See you then." She's about to bolt from the room, but she seems to recall something. "Ah! Next time, while I get here, make sure to prepare Gyuvinnie for me. Yeah, Rui? I'll bring my strap-on. Don't forget!" She blows them a kiss and gets out of the bedroom. They can hear her on their aparment for a few more seconds, probably drinking some water, washing her hands and putting on her footwear. Then they hear the door get opened and closed. Bye, Hao.
Quanrui is silent, her heart pounding at the thought of Hao fucking Gyuvin. The imagery hasn't left her mind at all. Her cheeks heat up. Gyuvin is also a bit affected, his head picking up for the first time in minutes to look at her in the eyes in disbelief.
She feels him twitch inside.
"Qubing! You insatiable puppy!" She trembles, sensitive, overly so at all the movement. But makes no attempt to stop him from rutting against her either.
"Sorry, bǎobèi. Wanna fuck you again, have you screaming just for me. Only us in the room now. Wanna breed you." He whispers closing his eyes as if he can't stand looking at her while admitting something so sinful. Quanrui gasps.
Carefully, she hugs him by the shoulders to let him know that it's okay and opens her legs, letting her knees hit the mattress in a very flexible position. She is extremely relaxed, silently giving him permission to ravish her body as he desires. "Please, be quick. Fill my pussy up this time, Qubing." She wants to feel him everywhere. Only like that she'll feel complete.
He starts to move, his semi-hard cock slips out of her ass and he masturbates for a few seconds, while lapping at her lower lip, to make himself fully hard. She has already looked for the lube and smears some of it on her entrance. It isn't as if she hadn't had anything up there the entire night, but Gyuvin's cock is a huge contrast to Hao's fingers. It helps that she is calm and beyond turned on, her walls complying easily that way and happy to shape themselves into her most beloved's shaft.
Gyuvin attaches his mouth to hers and pushes in, stuffing her cunt to the brim. Tears well in her lashes and her abdomen pulls taught, the muscles in her legs trembling with the effort it takes to overcome the sensitivity. The boy is also susceptible, this being the way to his third orgasm as well. Everytime he pushes in, his lower abdomen contracts and his brows twitch, he visibly flinches. They are tremendously overstimulated, but they still want to do it together.
"God... you make me feel insane, bǎobèi." After that, he speaks her name like a mantra. Everytime he thrusts in he moans her name. She gets a shaking arm in between both sweaty bodies and presses her fingers to her little bundle of nerves. The muscles in her neck strain when her head tips back and a pained mewl abandons her. "You can take it, kitten. Touch yourself, rub your clit. You feel so good tightening on me." He kisses her jaw encouraging her and moves faster, trying to tip both to their finishing lines.
She moves her head side to side, shakes it like saying no, but her fingers obey Gyuvin in spite of that. Her clit is a bit too much wet, a bit too much engorged. It's easy to feel like tiny needles are piercing her glistening pearl; regardless, it feels amazing. Her fingers slide right through her nub and she has to pinch it a bit to regain the prickly sensation back. She's losing her mind. It feels amazing but it hurts but she needs more.
She rubs herself raw while sobbing. Gyuvin looks at her like she has the secrets of the cosmos on her body, on her open mouth. He falls for her like it's the first time. She's beautiful like this. Vulnerable and exposed, her little tits jiggling from her frenzied movements trying to tip herself over the edge. If he pays enough attention he can see the veins in her flushed neck straining and her pulse rattling next to her tattoo. As if struck, he lowers his gaze to the ink on her ribs and watches how it expands with every breath she takes. He puts a hand against it, trying to cover it for fun while his hips still snap shallowly trying to get them both off. She's so small. He wants to possess her. He whimpers and embraces her, putting his whole body into making that woman his'. He wants to see her cry from pleasure and cum. Cum so hard that she never forgets it.
"I'm cumming! Qubing, please..." She wails even louder than before, her spine taunt like a string, muscles clamping down everywhere on her body. Her eyes roll back and her toes curl. She digs her nails on his sides, hugging him close like she doesn't wanna be away from him for even a second. He is fucking her so hard that she is being shunted up the bed. She puts one of her hands above her head trying to prevent it from hitting the headrest.
Gyuvin is like an animal. He pulls on her jaw until it pops open once again and he spits on her tongue. She swallows, the tears running down her cheeks from the amount of everything she is feeling, and cries. The act of possessiveness is what's tipping her towards her peak.
This is what Hao leaves them with. Pure, unaltered passion. They don't often get like this. While they enjoy having sex, too much really, it never gets like this. They are more of a vanilla love-making couple. Or Gyuvin is, rather. He never initiates something as feral as what they're doing right now, not if Quanrui doesn't ask him to treat her roughly. Her next words are not something she says to him very often, or at all: "M-make me a mommy, please, don't stop, Qubing, Qubing! Motherf-" She chokes and sniffles. "Breed me, please. I need it, Qub!" She gotta take advantage of the situation, right?
Now it's her turn to speak his name incessantly, cussing him out, wailing, choking on her own spit when it floods her mouth. Finally, some of it spills from one side when she climaxes. He laps it all up entranced, obsessed, with the way she behaves when she's this desperate. All her muscles lock up and she whines so high up on her throat that she feels a dull pain on it. She is too out of it, thanks to the mind-blowing orgasm she's having, to feel him cum deep, deep, deep against her womb. Still, his groan resonates in her ears beautifully, and the way he scoops her up from the bed and passionately holds her close makes her feel all fuzzy and warm. The cum heating up her insides also contributes to that. She's bursting with his fluids, as nasty as that sounds. But it's true. He's cum inside her in two different occasions. She feels full.
"I can't believe you, Kim Quanrui. You are crazy..." He pants while recomposing himself. He pulls out and kisses her temple once, twice; trying to gauge a reaction out of her, who is still shivering and feeling like her body is a live wire. He keeps kissing her face and yapping in a sleepy voice, asking her to answer, much like an overeager puppy.
After a few minutes, when she searches for his lips and pecks them to shut him up, he smiles broadly and finally gets up from the bed to go look for the wet wipes. This ones smell of berries and he cleans her as much as he can with them. Her face, neck, underarms, stomach, crotch and legs smell like pie afterwards, and she likes it. After taking care of her, he cleans himself and throws every used wipe to the bin. He gets her a glass of water and after making sure she gulps it down entirely, he doesn't waste any more time and cuddles her as soon as he gets into bed. The sheets still feel a bit damp but they make sure to lay on the clean, dry side. They can change them tomorrow. They have all the time in the world.
Her sweaty back is propped against his chest. He loves being the big spoon, and Quanrui wouldn't admit it, she loves it too. She feels so safe like this. She presses herself further against him, seeking more of his heat and cuddles. He complies, easily as well. Gyuvin kisses her nape and sinks his nose into her hair, inhaling deeply and groaning contentedly.
"Love you, bǎobèi" He mutters.
Tone so soft. Correct pronunciation of the Chinese. Strong arms squeezing her. A hand caressing her stomach with something unsaid. She feels the love consume her from everything all at once. All those little details make her heartbeat speed up like the first time she saw him, like the first time she admitted to herself that she loved him, like the first time she uttered the words, like the first time he carried her and spun her in the air while kissing her silly.
"I love you so much, Gyuvin. You mean everything to me." She replies in a whisper, a sleepy one. It's all she manages to say right now, lest she breaks down sobbing uglily. She hopes the words convey her heart, though. It doesn't take long for her to fall asleep, her exhausted mind and body taking their tolls on her.
Gyuvin follows suit after making sure that she is actually sleeping, protective long limbs thrown around her and suffocating, but keeping her close and warm all night. Quanrui wouldn't have it any other way.