With one notable exception, his body was limp like a noodle, heat pooling everywhere, arousal caressing every inch of him. His tongue was thick in his mouth, but he managed to slur out, “You’re evil.”
They both chuckled, the sound soothing something deep inside Trill even as it did absolutely nothing to alleviate his growing need.
Trill nearly sobbed with relief when they began to prep him, thick fingers pumping inside him. He couldn’t quite tell, buthe thought it was both their fingers that were stretching him—another tease, because they knew he didn’t need this much prep.
He tried to push back onto their fingers.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Molun said in a sing-song voice, a hand clamping down on Trill’s hips. “Arvus is in charge, isn’t he?”
“Yes,” Trill whined.
He knew they’d made it good for him, he just wanted it allnow.
“So what are we going to do next?” Molun asked.
“I think, baby,” Arvus said in his slow, measured voice, like Trill wasn’t nearly vibrating out of his skin, “that you should fuck Trill.”
Yes!
“That sounds like an excellent idea,” Molun agreed.
He wasn’t quite as good at sounding completely unmoved by everything they’d been doing. There was a thread of excitement and need in his voice that sang to Trill.
“And I think I should fuck you,” Arvus continued.
“Ooh,” Molun said happily, “an even more excellent idea. Are you going to fuck me into Trill?”
“I sure am, baby. What do you think, honey?” Arvus asked. “How does that sound?”
Trill struggled to make his tongue work. “Yes. Please. Now!”
There was a thread of amusement in Arvus’s voice. “Oh, I don’t know aboutnow. I have to get Molun ready, don’t I? I don’t want to hurt him.”
Trill made a weird, shrill sound that he wasn’t sure had ever come out of his mouth before. Ofcoursethey didn’t want to hurt Molun, but that meant they were going to make Trillwait,didn’t it?
That was exactly what they did, with Trill being pushed closer and closer to the edge as he listened to the slick sounds of Arvus prepping Molun. He squirmed, but he knew better than to reachfor his own cock. He knew that if he could wait, it would be so worth it.
But it was really hard to wait.
He loved every second of it.
And then finally,finally, they got Trill onto his knees, his upper body draped on the bed, and Molun was pushing into Trill and then moaning as Arvus pushed into him.
“How’s that feel?” Molun asked.
“So good,” Trill managed to gasp out. “So,sogood.”
The arousal leaped even higher with each moment of penetration, and the fierce connection delighted Trill.
“Arvus always takes care of us, doesn’t he?” Molun said, making a happy groan of sound as Arvus drove him forward.
“He does,” Trill agreed, whimpering as one of Molun’s hands sneaked around him to wrap around his cock. “You both do.”
Arvus chuckled, making them both groan. “And you both take care of me. We work very well together.”
“So well,” Trill said breathlessly, drawing in the sweet arousal, part of him still not totally able to believe that he was allowed to do this. Not only did Molun and Arvus know he was feeding on them and were all right with it, but theoretically,everyoneknew, or would soon. (And all right, they probably wouldn’t all be all right with it, butlegallyit wouldn’t be a crime as long as everyone consented and no one was harmed.)
“The best,” Molun agreed, sounding very satisfied.
