“It’s too bad, Jesse,” you taunt him from where you’ve nuzzled your face into Hanzo’s cheek.
The cowboy growls, grips his thighs tightly, and squirms where he sits in a chair facing the bed. “Oh come on, pumpkin!”
Hanzo, who lies under you, merely smirks at Jesse and starts to fuck you harder, “You lost, did you not? It was the agreed punishment.” That gloating, if anything, only riles Jesse up further, who whines and starts to run his hands up and down his chest for some stimulation.
He wants to feel you so badly, wants you to ride him like you’re riding Hanzo. It’s such torture to see his other lover enjoying your affection and desire while he’s left here to simply watch, unable to touch himself or reach out to you.
But fair’s fair, you keep tutting at him. A fair punishment for losing in your little game with the two of them.
Yeah he fucking knows that he lost, but goddamnit this is worse than he ever imagined. He whines as much to you, caressing himself and wishing it were your hands on his, Hanzo’s lips on his. But instead it’s your hands scratching and squeezing at Hanzo’s muscled chest and ripped abs. Instead it’s Hanzo’s lips catching yours in a smouldering kiss and making you moan so sweetly that it causes Jesse to whimper in frustration.
Hanzo’s hips smack up into yours with every thrust of his powerful hips, bouncing you up and down on his cock to help you ride him. He knows how slick and warm your pussy it, knows how thick Hanzo’s cock is, wishes he could have both or just one or just anything to alleviate this desire building up in him!
You notice him fidgeting where he sits and then you smile a sympathetic smile. Alright, time to finish this. You command Hanzo to rub your clit and suck on your breast, the perfect combination to trigger that climax that you’ve been putting off for a while. The soft, breathy exclamation that you let out at the snapping of the pressure within you makes both men perk up and surge towards you. Hanzo sits up and fucks you harder through your orgasm, picking up your pace after you falter. Jesse, however, just swears and falls to his knees beside the bed in an aborted lunge.
With a soft word, Hanzo clutches you tight and cums in you. He jerks gently and moans into your neck, lipping at your skin idly. He thanks you in a reverent tone, a tired voice, and slips out of you as you raise your hips.
“Come clean me up, baby,” you look over your shoulder at Jesse, who brightens up immediately and crawls between Hanzo’s legs to lick you clean. Then, at your command, he sucks Hanzo’s cock clean as well after licking the archer’s oozing cum from your entrance.
The cowboy is dazed and revved up at the same time once you tell him to come lie next to Hanzo on the bed. He’s pouting, whining at you, but you’re unmoved in your post-orgasmic haze, still lying atop the blissed out archer. You tease Jesse with a husky voice; maybe he’ll get lucky next time.
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