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Each thrust from Kendrix drives home my own need to claim him further. The rhythm builds between us—Kendrix sinking deeper while I guide Scout's mouth along my length.
“God, yes,” Kendrix breathes out, his voice thick with lust as he watches Scout take me in completely. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air as Kendrix picks up his pace, grunting with pleasure. My own breaths come harder and faster as I feel Scout’s tongue swirl around me. Every flick sends waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. He moans around my cock, vibrations adding to the delicious tension building inside me.
“Just like that,” I encourage him, my fingers tangling in his hair as I guide him deeper down my shaft. “Take it all.”
Kendrix leans closer over Scout's back, whispering words of encouragement that only heighten our shared experience. “You love this, don’t you?” He thrusts harder now, claiming more of Scout’s ass with each powerful movement. “You love being filled by both of us.”
Scout whimpers in response, the sound muffled around me but laced with undeniable pleasure. The way his body responds—arching into Kendrix while desperately working me—only fuels our desire further.
I glance down at him: eyes glazed over with blissful submission, cheeks flushed and wet from exertion and drool alike. It’s intoxicating to see him so lost in the pleasure between us; a testament to how deeply we’re entwined in this moment.
“Let go for us,” I urge him breathlessly as Kendrix drives deeper still. “Let us take care of you.”
Scout nods again—a silent agreement—and suddenly he shudders violently around Kendrix's cock buried deep within him while he releases all over himself and the sheets below him.
I'm lost in the rhythm of it all—the heat, the sweat, the way we’re all so perfectly intertwined. Kendrix’s thrusts become erratic, and I can feel the tension building within him as he loses himself in Scout's body. The moment Kendrix stills, a deep groan escaping his lips, I know exactly what’s happening.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I watch him release inside Scout, his body trembling with the force of it. It sends a jolt of desire shooting through me, igniting my own need to finish this wild dance we've created. I pull back slightly, just enough to angle myself perfectly, and then I plunge into Scout's mouth, feeling the warmth envelop me instantly.
He moans around me, the vibrations echoing through my core. There’s something raw and primal about this—Kendrix filling him while I claim his mouth. It’s messy and wild and way too much—and somehow perfect. Every time I move, it’s like the air gets thicker, hotter. I thrust into him again, then again, each sound we make tangled up in the next. I don’t even know where one of us ends and the other begins anymore.
“God, you’re incredible,” I murmur breathlessly, my voice thick with lust as I catch his gaze for the briefest moment. His eyes are frantic and filled with need—need for us both, and in that instant, it's like everything else fades away.
I can’t hold back any longer; I'm teetering on the edge as I feel my body tightening, ready to release.
“Scout,” I groan, surrendering to the overwhelming wave crashing over me as I empty myself down his throat. The sensation is euphoric—hot and consuming—and watching him take all of me pushes me further into bliss.
My whole body’s shaking, and when I look up, Kendrix’s eyes lock on mine. It’s like we’re both caught up in this crazy, beautiful mess we made with him. And it’s not just sex. It’s something more. Bigger. The kind of thing you can’t really explain, only feel. Like somehow, the three of us just… fit.
Scout swallows every drop greedily, eyes fluttering shut as he savors us both; it’s a sight that drives me wild with possessiveness and admiration alike. I pull out slowly, panting heavily as the aftershocks pulse through me.
Kendrix collapses onto the mattress, sprawled on his side, still trying to catch his breath. I reach for Scout, guiding him gently as he shifts off his hands and knees, moving like he’s floating, pliable, and exhausted.
“Hang on,” I murmur, grabbing a nearby towel. I clean him up with soft, careful swipes—quick but tender—until he’s no longer slick between his thighs and then wipe the sheet the best I can. Only then do I ease him down against me, his chest resting on mine, his weight warm and perfect.
Kendrix watches us, his expression soft, tender in a way that hits me deep. Scout’s flushed and utterly spent, but the quiet contentment in his face says everything.
“This… was everything,” Scout murmurs softly, a satisfied smile creeping across his face as he looks between us. Whatever this is—it’s not just about sex. It’s charged, yeah, but there’s something else underneath it. Real. Deep-down real.
I cradle Scout against my chest, his weight warm and grounding. One arm’s tucked beneath his head, the other wrapped securely around his waist. He’s snuggled in close—skin still damp, breath slow and even now, lashes resting against flushed cheeks. His hair’s a mess. His lips are kiss-swollen. He looks completely wrecked—and at peace.
Kendrix shifts closer behind him, spooning into Scout’s back until we’re all connected—Scout nestled between us like he was made to fit here. Kendrix’s arm drapes over both of us, resting atop mine where it curves around Scout’s waist. His knuckles graze my side as he settles in.
Our eyes meet over Scout’s shoulder—his gaze soft, tired, but full of something I haven’t seen in a long time.
Ease. Trust. Us.
He doesn’t speak—just leans in and presses a kiss to Scout’s shoulder, then settles back with a quiet sigh that sounds a lot like contentment. Scout mumbles something that might be“warm”and shifts a little, snuggling tighter against me, one leg draped over mine.
I hold him closer, not needing to say anything. Just resting my hand on the small of his back, rubbing lazy circles into his skin. His breath hitches, then evens out again.
He’s falling asleep. Right here. Withus.
Kendrix lets out a soft chuckle “You okay?” he murmurs, voice rough.
I nod, exhaling slowly. “Yeah. You?”
