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Mai looks her up and down, eyes sharp. Nobara fidgets a bit, feeling her speculative gaze rake over her. She cleans up nice, she thinks, even with the way her jujutsu training has added a bit of muscle, widening her shoulders and slimming her hips. She’s trying not to feel self-conscious, but the longer Mai stands there looking at her while she’s wearing nothing but skimpy lingerie, the harder it gets.
Finally, Mai speaks. “You’re pretty cute, aren’t you?”
Nobara blushes. “Um, thank you, Zenin-senpai…”
“Just call me Mai,” she says dismissively. “And call Maki, Maki. It’ll get confusing otherwise.”
“Okay,” Nobara says, glancing back at where Maki sits spread-legged on the edge of her bed. Maki is still in her school uniform, dark pants and a sleeveless top, although she’s kicked off her clunky combat boots. From this angle she’s all hard muscle and easy confidence as she props herself up on her elbows, grinning at them. “Um—”
Mai steps closer and slides a finger underneath Nobara’s bra strap, pulling it away before letting it snap back to her skin with a loud crack . Her hands trace the elastic down, skimming over the white lace trim that frames her breasts. The light touch raises goosebumps on Nobara’s skin. She shifts her weight again, staring at the swoops of Maki’s eyelashes, the tantalizing curve of her neck swallowed up by her high-collared uniform.
She feels incredibly keyed up, and Mai hasn’t even done anything to her yet.
Mai’s hands trail down her sides, mapping out her ribs and the flare of her hips, settling briefly atop the white lace of her matching panties before flitting away. She steps back, her eyes lingering hungrily on Kugisaki’s crotch. “You picked a good one, Maki,” she says.
“I know, right?” Maki chuckles. The bed creaks underneath her.
Nobara starts to swivel her head around, but Mai catches her under the chin, perfectly manicured fingernails digging slightly into her skin. “Eyes on me, sweetheart,” she says.
Nobara swallows and nods, held in place by Mai’s loose grip and sharp gaze.
Mai grins. Her lower lip is full and pink, the faintest trace of lipstick creased in the corner. Nobara wants to lick it up. “She’s already much more well-trained than you were,” Mai says.
Two calloused hands settle on Nobara’s hips, and she gasps. “No surprise there,” says Maki, voice low and husky in Nobara’s ear. Mai slides her hand away from Nobara’s chin, resting her hands over Maki’s. Maki grips her more firmly, fingers digging into her skin, and rolls her hips forward.
Something firm rubs against Nobara’s ass. She gasps again, breaking eye contact with Mai. “M-Maki?” she squeaks.
Mai’s grin sharpens. She runs her hands up Maki’s arms, pulling her closer until she’s flush with Nobara’s back. “I asked Maki to wear that today,” she whispers in Nobara’s ear. “He really likes it.”
“He?” Nobara breathes. It’s difficult to concentrate when she’s sandwiched between the two of them like this, Mai delicate and wicked, Maki slowly grinding up against her.
“Maki is my good boy when we’re alone like this,” Mai says. “Aren’t you?”
Maki noses against Nobara’s neck and licks a hot stripe along her skin, heedless of her hair falling around her neck. “Yeahh,” Maki says, dragging the vowel out, voice already rough and lust-drunk. “The best boy.”
“O-oh,” Nobara chokes out. The image of the both of them, contrasting, Mai all thin-boned and delicate and effortlessly feminine, Maki all hard muscle and short-cropped hair and sporting a goddamn dick, pops into her head. She bites her lip and tries not to grind her ass back against Maki.
“I think she likes that,” Maki growls. His hands are still firm on her hips.
“Do you?” Mai asks, running a hand back up Nobara’s side. She slips a finger under her chin and tilts it up, exposing the arch of her neck. “Which part? Me? Maki? Maki’s fat cock?” Her smile turns devious. “Because I can wear one too.”
Nobara is pretty sure she’s wet enough to start dripping through her underwear. “Um,” she gets out. “Um. Both. Yes. All of it?”
Mai’s hands knock against the insides of her thighs, forcing her legs apart, and stroke over the dampened fabric of her underwear. She grins, pressing in hard enough on Nobara’s clit that her knees almost buckle. “All of it, hm? Do you want to be my good boy too, Nobara?”
“Oh, god,” Nobara chokes. “That’s— why is that so hot?.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Yesss,” Nobara groans, tilting her head back to rest on Maki’s shoulder and canting her hips forward, pressing herself forward into Mai’s hand. “I do, fuck, I do.”
Mai tsks, pulling back. “We’ll have to work on your language, won’t we?”
Nobara whines at the loss of contact. Mai’s hand against her clit felt so good .
“It’s okay, though, it’s only your first day,” Mai continues. “Your first lesson: Good boys suck each others’ cocks.”
“Fuck yes,” Maki hisses. He licks at the back of her neck again, teeth scraping over heated skin, and ruts forward hard enough to push Nobara forward. She stumbles a bit, losing her footing and almost falling face-first into Mai’s chest. Mai-senpai’s titties , she thinks dazedly.
Mai pats her shoulder. “Come on, turn around, face Maki, then down you go,” she says.
Nobara turns around on shaky legs, her eyes widening as she sinks onto her knees. Maki has shucked his pants off and is stroking a thick black silicon dick, kept snug against his crotch with a complicated-looking system of straps.
The dildo is fucking huge. Maki wore that all day? And nobody noticed?
“You look a little intimidated,” Maki says, thumb tracing the slit at the head of his dick. “You sure you can take this, baby boy?” Nobara’s cunt gives a needy little pulse at the name-calling.
“Don’t tease Nobara,” Mai chides, then leans down. Her breath tickles against Nobara’s cheek. “You can tap out any time you need to, okay?”
Nobara nods. To be honest, sucking dick has never been her favorite thing, but she’s never sucked a strap before. Maybe it’s better. She leans forward, licking cautiously at the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. It tastes a little rubbery, a little like sweat. Inoffensive, overall.
She glances up at Maki. He’s biting his lip, staring down at her.
She bobs her head a little, taking the strap further into her mouth each time, reveling in the way Maki seems physically affected by her lips and tongue even though she’s only sucking on silicon. He gazes down at her almost predatorily, eyes half-lidded, cheeks beginning to flush.
It’s impossible for Nobara not to feel sexy when he’s looking at her with an expression like that.
Her lips bump against something smooth and warm, and she pauses.
“Oh,” Maki mumbles, unwrapping his hand from the base of his cock. “Sorry. Go ahead.”
Nobara’s eyelids flutter as she concentrates on the task at hand, stretching her jaw around his cock—is it getting thicker as she gets closer to the base?—and carefully keeping her teeth away from it as much as possible. Even if it can’t actually hurt Maki, it would still be embarrassing to leave teeth marks on the silicon when she pulls away.
“You look so good like that, baby,” Maki says, running thick fingers through her hair. “Can I fuck your mouth?”
The praise makes Nobara flush. She pulls off, nodding, briefly sparing an embarrassed glance at the now thoroughly spit-coated silicon. “Um. Yeah, that’s fine. Just be gentle…I haven’t done that before.”
Maki’s face splits in a feral grin. “Oh my god,” he drawls. “You mean I’m your first?”
“I’m not a virgin,” Nobara retorts.
“No?” Maki asks. “You blush like one.”
Nobara growls, glaring and baring her teeth. “You want me to bite your dick off? ‘Cause that’s what it—”
“Boys,” Mai interrupts. “Enough.”
Oh, that’s them, isn’t it? Mai’s boys. Nobara tries to turn her head, to see what Mai’s been doing while she’s been busy getting acquainted with Maki’s cock, but Maki hooks a thumb in her mouth before she can turn, keeping her in place.
Nobara glares at Maki. The tip of the strap rubs against her lips, a solid weight. She’s tempted to bite his thumb, but opens her mouth anyway.
Maki smirks down at her, fucking slowly into her mouth, his dick a solid weight that glides smoothly over her tongue. It’s actually pretty nice like this, Nobara thinks, all the satisfaction of sucking dick without any of the awkward tongue movements. Just Maki, thrusting in and out, gently using her.
That is, until he suddenly changes pace, thrusting most of his cock in at once, the head hitting the back of her throat.
Nobara chokes, her hands flying up to grasp at the straps on Maki’s hips.
“Maki,” Mai chides. “Be nice to your new brother.”
Nobara almost chokes around her mouthful of silicon dick, again. Your new what?
She doesn’t get a chance to ask. Maki grumbles but slows his pace, keeping his thrusts deep but not as fast. He drops a hand to her head, scratching his nails against her scalp before grabbing a loose handful of hair. He doesn’t pull, but the threat of it is enough to keep her in place.
Nobara tries her best to focus on relaxing so that she doesn’t gag when the tip of Maki’s cock brushes against the back of her throat. He tugs gently, pulling her back and forth with his thrusts. Everything fades into a blur of sensation: warm silicone sliding over her tongue, the contrast between the rough straps and smooth skin under her fingers, Maki’s hand wound through her hair. Without meaning to, her eyes flutter closed. She’s vaguely aware of the dull ache rising in her knees and Mai’s presence, watching them from somewhere in the room, but the sensations are muted and blurry. All that matters is Maki in front of her, fucking her mouth, so warm she can feel the heat of him when she leans in close.
After a few minutes, Nobara leans in deep, finally taking the entirety of Maki’s cock into her mouth. Maki’s hand flies to the back of her head, pressing her in close and keeping her from pulling off.
She glances up at him. Her nose is pressed into his pubic hair, rough curls tickling at her face, but she doesn’t hate it as much as she thought she would. She’s not even sure she dis likes it, actually. Being held up against him, mouth stuffed full of cock, face pressed as close to him as possible…she feels good. She feels wet. If there wasn’t a stain seeping through the crotch of her panties before, there is now.
Maki’s looking down at her. A flush has spread across his cheekbones, his lips bitten red and plump. Something thrills inside Nobara at the sight of him, the fact that she did that, that she cracked the composure of the super-cool Maki-senpai.
Nobara shifts a bit, trying to squeeze her legs together. Saliva pools in her mouth, and she swallows around the tip of Maki’s cock.
“Fuck, good boy,” Maki whispers. “You wanna get me off?”
Nobara nods eagerly, bobbing the strap-on up and down with the motion.
Maki grins and pulls her off his cock, spreading his legs further apart. A strand of saliva connects Nobara’s lips with the head of the toy, hanging in the air for a minute before falling back against her face. Before she can wipe it off, Maki grabs the base of his cock and lightly slaps her on the cheek with it, grinding forward to smear the spit across her face. He rubs the head across her lips, and she parts them, sticking her tongue out in anticipation of him slipping it back into her mouth, but instead he pulls her forward until her face is buried in his crotch.
This close, she can see how the strap-on is positioned to press against his clit so that he can feel everything, just like a real dick. The image of Maki lying back, jerking off with a hand on the strap, making himself come, pops into her head, and she almost moans. She doesn’t know if she wants to be touching him, or if she wants Maki to be the one jerking her off, sliding his fingers up and down her shaft and delivering blunt pressure against her clit with every movement. Fuck that, either is fine, she just wants to be touched—
“Come on, baby, suck me off,” Maki breathes.
Nobara opens her mouth again, pressing her face further into his wiry pubes and darting her tongue out. The angle is awkward, but she manages to wiggle it underneath the base of the strap. She tastes Maki, hot and sweet and salty, his clit bigger and harder than she expected. Bigger than hers, certainly. Did it grow when he was turned on? If he took the strap off, could she see it poking out from between his folds?
Maki groans, and she licks into him again, trying to feel around with her tongue so she can suck on his cock properly.
She’s barely brushed her tongue back over him when Mai clicks her tongue and strides over. Long fingers wind through her hair, acrylic fingernails scraping against her scalp, and Mai pulls her head back. Nobara follows the motion, lets herself be repositioned, and finds herself bent backwards, gazing up at Mai.
Mai smiles coldly. Her grip tightens briefly, just past the point of pain, before she releases Nobara and strides out of view. “Don’t be too eager, now,” she says. “I haven’t given either of you permission to come.”
Maki—Maki snarls , there’s no other word for it, deep and guttural, and it makes Nobara’s cunt pulse. “C’mon, Mai,” Maki whines. “I need—”
He cuts himself off with a choked moan. Nobara doesn’t quite realize what’s happened until Mai snakes a hand around Maki’s waist, pulling him flush against her, and grins down at her from over his shoulder. When she looks down, she can see Mai’s fingers, wet and glistening at the knuckles, plunging deep inside him with every thrust.
Nobara’s probably drooling. She lunges forward, bracing herself on Maki’s thighs, and licks at him again, sloppy and wet, her nose pushing into his pubes. It’s an awful angle; the silicon base of the dildo is digging into her nose and she’s going to be picking pubic hair out of her teeth for days, but she can’t bring herself to give a shit. Not when she can feel Maki’s cock throb underneath her tongue, not when she dips her head down to get even closer and her tongue glides over Mai’s fingers.
“Oh, fuck,” Maki groans, and Nobara redoubles her efforts, letting the thick dildo rub against her face as she tries desperately to keep her mouth on him. “God—Mai—”
Mai twists her fingers, wringing a moan out of Maki. Nobara sticks her tongue out as far as she can and licks the slick off of Mai’s knuckles. The textures blend together deliciously in her mouth, the slick heat of Maki’s cunt contrasting with the smooth skin of Mai’s fingers. She wants those long fingers in her cunt, too, or in her mouth, or her fingers in Maki, or all of the above, all at once. She can’t decide.
“Maiii, I wanna come,” Maki groans.
“Shh, baby,” Mai murmurs as Nobara laps at her knuckles. “Let Nobara get that pretty mouth back on your cock first, hmm?” Mai twists her hand, pushing Nobara’s chin away with her thumb. “You have been a little too eager, puppy. Put your mouth back where it belongs.”
Chastened, Nobara draws back, licking Maki’s slick off her lips. She glances up to see Mai’s head propped up on Maki’s shoulder, grinning down at her. “Good boy,” Mai says. “Go on, suck his cock for me. Make him come.”
Nobara takes a deep breath and dives back in, hollowing her cheeks as she leans forward. She brings up a hand to fist the base of the strap-on, letting her spit ease the slide, and begins to suck dick in earnest. With her hand wrapped around it, she can push it back against Maki’s crotch in time with every bob of her head, grinding it directly into his cock.
“Good boy,” Mai says, grinning—at least, Nobara assumes she’s grinning. The sounds of her fingering Maki grow faster as her pace increases. Maki begins thrusting his hips forward to meet Nobara’s mouth, and she pushes back, delivering blunt pressure as best she can. “Are you gonna come for me, baby boy?” Mai asks.
“Yesss,” Maki groans. “I’m close, lemme come, wanna come,” he slurs.
“Tell Nobara what a good job she’s doing,” Mai says, still pumping her fingers in and out of Maki.
Maki looks down at Nobara, down at her kneeling on the floor in front of them, and he looks ruined. Sweat is beginning to plaster his bangs to his forehead, and a patchy flush covers most of his face. His eyes are dark and burning. “Nobara,” he croaks. “You look so hot down there, on your knees for me—you feel, ah, so good sucking me off—such a good boy—” His mouth curls up when he calls her a good boy, a cruel tilt like he’s referencing an inside joke, but his hips keep moving, and his hands fist themselves in her hair again.
Nobara winces, but the pain in her scalp is barely noticeable. If she’s being honest, it just makes her wetter. She leans in again, relaxing her throat, and takes him all the way inside her mouth, maintaining eye contact as the tip of the strap-on hits the back of her throat.
Maki groans. “Fuck—I’m gonna—”
“Come for us, baby,” Mai croons, and Maki shudders all over, his hands gripping Nobara’s hair, his hips moving in tiny, aborted thrusts like he can’t decide whether to fuck forward into her mouth or backwards onto Mai’s fingers.
He slumps forward, panting hard, and untangles his fingers from Nobara’s hair.
She pulls off and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand before attempting to smooth it back down. Is this why he keeps his hair short? To eliminate gross, tangled sex hair?
Mai pulls her fingers out of Maki, looks at them consideringly, and then leans around him to offer her hand to Nobara. “Want a taste, puppy?” she asks with a mocking glint in her eyes. “You looked like you were enjoying it, earlier.”
Nobara hates how smug she sounds, because, yes, she does want a taste. It’s too much effort to stand up, so she just shuffles forwards on her knees a bit, and lets her lips close over Mai’s fingers. She sucks on them, working her tongue over and between the digits, drinking up the taste of Maki.
When Mai draws her fingers out of Nobara’s mouth, she finds herself leaning forward, chasing the feeling of having something in her mouth. Mai chuckles. “Say thank you,” she says.
“Thank you,” Nobara murmurs dazedly. She licks her lips and watches the arc of Mai’s hand as it returns to Maki’s hips, the thumb rubbing soothing circles over the pink indentations left by the straps.
She sits back on her haunches, watching as Mai’s hands rove over her twin’s body, pinching at the unmarked skin, nails scratching pink lines over his hips and stomach. She slips a hand under his shirt, and Maki exhales through his nose, letting his head fall back against her shoulder.
Maki twists his head back and capture’s Mai’s lips in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, punctuated with flashes of tongue and teeth. Maki groans as Mai bites his lip and tugs at it.
Nobara almost groans in sync, and realizes belatedly that she’s been grinding against her heel. The crotch of her panties feels damp against her skin. She could have gotten up, she supposes, it’s not like Mai is forcing her to stay down here on her knees—but the twins look gorgeous from this point of view, towering over her larger-than-life, perfectly positioned to pull her hair or hook a finger or cock into her mouth. It hadn’t even occurred to Nobara to move.
When she groans, Mai and Maki break apart, glancing down at her. “Puppy,” Mai tuts, and steps around Maki. She taps her toes against the inside of Nobara’s knees, gently nudging them apart.
Mai still has her shoes on. The sensation of cool leather against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, however brief, has Nobara shivering. She spreads her legs apart as indicated, flushing as Mai leans down to inspect the darkened spot in the front of her underwear.
“Damn, he’s wet,” Maki chuckles, absentmindedly palming his strap. Nobara’s eyes fix on the motion of his hand, and she bites her lip, forcing herself to hold her hips still no matter how desperately she wants to rock back on her heel.
“You did a good job helping your brother out,” Mai says, adding her hand to Maki’s to stroke over the black silicon. It slides easily, slick with spit—with Nobara’s spit. “We jumped right in, didn’t we? I didn’t get to fully appreciate your cute little outfit. Stand up and let me take a look at it, hm?”
“Uh—okay,” Nobara mumbles, and rises inelegantly to her feet, pointing and flexing her toes to stretch out the pins and needles. Mai is still fully dressed, Maki with his cock out but a shirt on, and Nobara feels awkward in just her skimpy lingerie. She looks at the ground, too embarrassed to maintain eye contact with either of them but unwilling to keep staring at Maki’s strap like a cock-hungry slut. Which she’s apparently turning into, but still.
A hand, suddenly appearing and trailing up her bare stomach, elicits a gasp. Mai traces over the lacy trim of her bra cup, dipping her fingers teasingly underneath, and walks her fingers up the strap to follow the lines of Nobara’s collarbone. “Look at you,” Mai murmurs, bringing her hand up to caress Nobara’s jaw before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Dressed up for us, huh?”
“I just—wanted to look pretty for you, senpais,” Nobara blurts out, then bites her lip. Fuck, why did she say that? That’s so awkward.
“So pretty,” Maki agrees, his voice husky. It surprises her; considering how gruff he typically acts, she wasn’t expecting him to be so openly complimentary during sex. “Mai, wanna show ‘em how pretty?”
“Show him?” Mai asks.
Maki turns his head and whispers something in her ear. The strands of her hair brush against his nose as he talks.
Mai turns her head to gaze at him out of the corner of her eyes and raises her lips in a half- smirk. “Go open it, then.”
Maki slides away and strides over to the far side of the room, his cock bouncing as he walks. Nobara stares at it, trying not to salivate, and watches as he opens the door to a large wooden wardrobe, folding it back along the hinges to reveal a gleaming floor-length mirror. He turns back, grinning, and stalks towards them, the mirror perfectly reflecting his pert ass.
Nobara lets Mai position her in front of the mirror, a few feet in front of the foot of the bed. Mai slots herself behind her and winds her arms around Nobara’s torso, cupping her breasts again before moving lower and rubbing over the lacy waistband of her panties. “These are cute,” she says, stroking her thumb over Nobara’s hipbone.
“Say ‘ thank you, aneue,’” Maki says, coming to a stop in front of her. Before Nobara can speak, he grabs her by the chin and pulls her in for a kiss. He immediately pushes his tongue into her mouth, kissing forcefully. It’s rough and possessive and it actually pushes her back a little bit, against Mai, and Nobara finds herself sandwiched between them, with Mai’s hands on her hips and Maki’s cock rubbing against her stomach as he licks into her mouth.
He pulls back to leave Nobara red-face and panting, their lower lips connected with a string of saliva. “Th-thank you, aneue,” Nobara breathes out, although at this point she doesn’t know if she’s thanking Mai for the compliment or Maki for the best kiss of her life.
“Good boy,” Maki says, smirking, and then sidles around behind her as well, immediately kissing at the junction of her neck and shoulder, his teeth scraping against her skin.
Nobara groans. She’d never been super into the kinky stuff—getting called “good girl” or “baby girl” just grossed her out—but for whatever reason, Mai and Maki’s voices crooning out that pet name make her ache to be touched.
Mai’s hands dip lower, tracing the leg holes of her panties down to her inner thigh, teasing the damp line where fabric meets skin. The light contact is torturous, just the barest hint of friction, and Nobara’s hips twitch forward of their own accord.
“Someone’s looking desperate,” Mai remarks, and twitches her fingers up to pet at Nobara’s clit over the fabric, rubbing light, teasing circles.
It’s so close, but it’s not enough. Nobara has been turned on for what feels like hours now, and if she doesn’t get to come soon she’s going to—to—well, she’s probably going to do something embarrassing like break down and beg for it. She doesn’t think she can handle much more of this teasing. “Ugh, Mai—”
“Look at you,” Mai says, a low, sonorant whisper against the outer shell of her ear. “So good for us. Eyes up, baby boy.”
Nobara shudders and glances up, meeting her reflection’s gaze. She looks debauched, her lips parted and face flushed, the same red creeping down her neck and shoulders to gather splotchy on her chest. Maki’s hand slips over her chest to cup her tits again, and at the same time Mai keeps up the steady movement of her hand against Nobara’s clit, light pressure that makes her want to scream.
“So handsome,” Mai croons, and Maki squeezes her tit roughly, as if in agreement. “You look so pretty all dressed up in girls’ clothes, huh?”
“Huh?” Nobara asks. “These are my clothes….”
Maki reaches up and snaps the elastic strap of her bra. “They’re real nice,” he says. “Dainty.”
Nobara flushes even more. It’s true that the lingerie she’d picked out is more feminine than she usually goes for. In fact, she doesn’t recall ever actually wearing this set before. The lacy white panties and matching bra were hard to hide under her usual clothes, and even though the inner fabric laid soft over her skin, the lace was rough and the elastic dug into her skin after too long.
She had wanted to impress the twins, had wanted them to think she was pretty, was good enough, was worth fucking, but it seems like they’ve taken her choice in undergarments as a challenge, poking and prodding to see how much they can embarrass her for making an effort.
She almost wishes she’d worn boxers like Maki; at least then she’d have a little extra crotch room and wouldn’t be so obviously wet.
Mai’s hand darts away to scrape four red furrows over the soft meat of her thigh, revealing the darkened spot at the crotch of her panties where Nobara is soaking them through.
“You’re so turned on,” Maki marvels. He reaches a hand down her front, batting away Maki’s fingers to stroke a firm line across her clit.
Nobara moans. Finally.
Mai tuts and slaps Maki’s hand—along with the delicious friction against Nobara’s clit—away. “Don’t play with your little brother’s cock without asking, puppy.”
Nobara wants to cry at the loss of contact. “He can,” she says, trying to meet Maki’s eyes in the mirror. When their eyes catch, his are dark, the pupils blown wide. His hand hovers a few inches away from her crotch. “He can touch me.”
“Aww,” Mai says, moving her fingers back and resuming that torturously light stroke. “You want to be touched?”
“Yes, yes,” Nobara pants.
“I am touching you, though.”
“Not like that!” Nobara whines, feeling petulant. “Like…for real.”
“For real?”
“Not through the fabric,” Nobara says. “And not light either! You’ve been teasing this whole time, please. Touch me. I wanna come.”
Mai doesn’t stop moving her fingers, but Nobara can tell she’s smiling. “Where should I touch you?”
She’s already embarrassed herself with her almost-begging already, so Nobara figures she has nothing left to lose, even though the thought of what she’s about to say makes her face burn. “T-touch my clit,” she chokes out.
Mai’s fingers stop their gentle circling, hovering over the damp spot she had been teasing out. She clicks her tongue disapprovingly. “Oh, baby boy, that’s not your clit, that’s your cock.” Mai’s fingers suddenly press in, unwavering, the blunt pressure toe-curlingly good. “See? Feel how hard you are for me?”
Nobara makes an embarrassingly high-pitched noise as her hips jerk forward of their own volition. “M-Mai, I—I don’t have a cock,” she says, ignoring the wobble in her voice as Mai’s thumb rubs against her.
“But you said you wanted to be my good boy, didn’t you?” Mai says. “Nobara, don’t you want to be good for me?”
Nobara whines. “I did,” she says. “I mean, I do, but—”
Maki squeezes her breast again and then leans in. Nobara barely has the chance to feel the single puff of hot breath on her skin before Maki is licking a hot stripe across her chest, tracing the swell of her breast before swirling over her nipple. The lingerie is thin, lacy and delicate, but the hot, wet press of Maki’s tongue dragging the fabric over her nipple still makes it feel rough against the sensitive skin.
Mai taps her finger against Nobara’s clit consideringly, like she’s deep in thought and tapping her chin. “Go on, say it.”
“I-I want to be good for you,” Nobara says, avoiding eye contact. “Your… your good boy.”
“Oh, good job,” Mai croons, brushing Nobara’s hair away from her neck and kissing over her shoulder. Her mouth feels incredible, silky smooth in contrast with Maki’s rough touch, and Nobara can’t hold back the groan that climbs out of her throat. The praise slithers inside her and coils up deep, stoking the fire building in her lower belly, making her clit feel so hot and swollen it really does feel like she’s hard. “See? That wasn’t so difficult. Now ask aneue to touch you, properly this time.”
“P-please touch me,” Nobara says. “Please, Mai, please, I want it, I want to feel you, I—I need it—” She’s overwhelmed, too many conflicting sensations, bouncing between the pleasure-pain of Maki’s tongue laving over her nipple, Mai’s mouth sucking hickies into her neck, the all-consuming throb between her legs, Mai’s teasing touches so light they almost hurt. She’s been turned on for what feels like hours now, she’d do anything if they would just fucking touch her—
She squeezes her eyes shut, and the words tumble out of her mouth without permission. “Please touch my cock….”
“Oh, good boy,” Mai says, her voice honey-sweet and dripping with satisfaction, and finally, finally slips her hand inside Nobara’s panties. “So good for me, asking so nicely. I just had to warm you up to the idea, hmm?”
Nobara groans. Mai’s fingers are the only thing she can concentrate on, occasionally dipping down to her cunt to gather the wetness practically gushing out of her before pinching her clit—no, her cock—between her thumb and index finger in methodical up-and-down motions. It feels so different from the frantic circles she usually gets herself off with. It’s like she really does have a cock, like she’s hard and Mai’s hand is wrapped around it and jerking her off. It’s heady and addicting; it makes her want to fuck something, to bury her cock inside Mai’s soft cunt and thrust forward until it’s Mai who’s almost crying at the sensation, to frot against Maki’s dick, to jerk herself off until she splatters her chest with cum—
It’s too much. She opens her mouth to tell Mai she’s close, but Mai chooses that particular moment to slide two fingers up to the hilt inside her, and whatever words she had are lost in the lewd moan she lets out. “Ohh, fuck,” she groans.
Maki tugs down the cup of her bra and bites her, teeth digging in around her nipple, and Nobara keens. It’s too good. She feels like her entire body is on fire, her nerve endings ragged and over-sensitive, lost to anything except the press of Maki’s body against her and Mai’s fingers curling inside her.
“I can feel him tighten around me when you do that,” Mai says, and Maki bites her again.
“Mai, Mai, fuck, I’m close, I’m gonna, ah, can I—” she pants. “I’m gonna come!”
Mai curls her fingers forward mercilessly, fucking them into Nobara’s g-spot, and she comes so hard her knees buckle. She would have fallen over if not for Maki swooping in to catch her, holding her up effortlessly. Mai withdraws her fingers, wipes them off, and gently strokes her face, brushing a strand of sweaty hair out of her eyes.
“Holy shit,” Nobara breathes, clutching onto Maki’s biceps. She loves his biceps, she thinks, squeezing one absentmindedly. “That was—” Words can’t describe it. “That was amazing.”
“Can you go again?” Maki asks, and Nobara’s gaze shoots to him. She glares and opens her mouth to say No, I just came so hard I thought I was going to black out, I absolutely cannot go again, but Maki shifts closer, and the strap-on he’s still wearing brushes between her thighs, and her cunt—her clit—her dick—fuck, whatever—is traitorously interested in the possibility.
“Are you gonna fuck me?” she asks breathlessly.
Maki grins at her. “Yeah,” he says, then looks up at Mai. “I can, right? I’ve been good, haven’t I?”
Mai hums. “I suppose my boys deserve a treat,” she says.
“Okay,” Nobara says, still catching her breath. “Okay, um, how do we do this?”
The twins exchange a glance. “You wanna come today, Mai?” Maki asks.
“I do,” Mai says. “Nobara looked so cute sucking your cock, it made me want to try that mouth out for myself.”
Okay, Nobara can definitely go again. “Please,” she breathes out. “Mai-senpai, lemme eat you out.”
Mai smiles. She leans forward, into Nobara’s space, and kisses her. It’s different from the way Maki kissed her—Maki kissed like he was trying to claim her, like he could brand his name inside her mouth. Mai kisses with the same intent, but more delicately; a fine line of molten heat.
Hands pull at the hooks of her bra. With her eyes closed and her mouth occupied, she can’t tell if it’s Maki or Mai. The thought of her being pinned down by four identical hands makes her shudder. Whichever twin it is slides her bra off, and she shivers as the sheer fabric brushes down her arms.
Nobara’s knees hit the edge of the bed. She lets Mai push her down until she falls, back hitting the mattress. She bounces a bit, then catches herself and props herself up on her elbows.
Mai climbs on the bed after her, straddling her with her knees on either side of her hips, and finally, finally starts taking her clothes off. She strips off her sweater, tossing it to the side, then starts undoing the buttons of her shirt.
“Let me,” Nobara says, surging forward, and then pauses, her fingers hovering in front of Mai’s chest. “I mean—can I?”
“Of course,” Mai says, smiling down at her. “Thank you for asking, baby.”
Nobara undoes the buttons with shaking fingers, baring Mai’s smooth skin inch by tantalizing inch. She pushes the shirt back over Mai’s shoulders when she’s done, letting her shrug it off, pauses to take in the mouth-watering sight of Mai in just a simple black t-shirt bra. The dark color stands out against her skin, accentuating the full curve of her breasts and the lithe shape of her shoulders. She’s slimmer than Maki, not quite dainty but more slender, willowy in contrast to Maki’s defined muscles. But her fingers are rough, calloused from the grip of her pistol, and every movement is practiced and decisive. It’s not surprising that she’s good with her hands, Nobara thinks, considering how much manual dexterity is required for her cursed technique.
“Come on, scooch up,” Maki grouses. “I wanna be on the bed.”
Mai rolls her eyes, and Nobara bites back a laugh as she shimmies toward the headboard. She can see Maki climbing onto the bed behind Mai, and he appears behind her, leaning forward to kiss at her neck. He’s broader than her, not by much, but it’s enough to make her appear small.
Nobara watches as he runs his hands over her arms, then undoes the clasps of her bra, pushing it off her shoulders and tossing it to the side before grabbing one tit in each hand and squeezing. They spill over his hands, the skin soft against his scarred knuckles.
It’s hot as hell to watch Maki play with his sister’s tits, but he jumped in without even giving Nobara a chance to see her nipples. He gets to do this whenever he wants; shouldn’t she get first dibs this time?
Nobara reaches up and places a hand over Maki’s, threading her fingers between his, rubbing her thumb over the exposed curve of skin. “Don’t hog her,” she says, scowling. “I wanna touch, too.”
Maki smirks at her from over Mai’s shoulder. “Shoulda got here first instead of just gawking, then,” he says.
“Don’t be such a dick!” Nobara snaps.
“Boys,” Mai says, grinning. She leans back against Maki, arching her chest out. “Behave. Maki, please share with Nobara.”
Maki sticks his tongue out, but moves his hands anyway, running them down Mai’s torso. Fingertips tracing over the divots of her ribs, dipping into her belly button, rubbing teasingly at the waistband of her skirt.
Nobara almost gets distracted watching his hands, but remembers herself, and reaches up to get her hands on Mai’s tits. Nobara has small breasts, something she’s always been grateful for, but on other people? The bigger the better.
She takes her time playing with Mai’s tits, memorizing the feel of them in her hands, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger until they’re hard and flushed. “You’re seriously hot,” she informs her, leaning forward to gently suck one nipple into her mouth.
“Mm, thanks, pet,” Mai says, and suddenly grabs a handful of Nobara’s hair, yanking her back.
Nobara whines, confused. Doesn’t Mai want her boobs in Nobara’s mouth?
“Didn’t you want me to sit on your face?” Mai asks.
“Oh, shit,” Nobara mumbles, and flops back against the mattress. “Yes, yeah, please.”
“Good boy,” Mai croons, and swings her leg over Nobara so she can shimmy out of her skirt and underwear.
Nobara briefly mourns her lost chance to see what kind of panties Mai-senpai wears, but by the time Mai kneels by her head, her neatly-trimmed thatch of curls hovering a scant few feet from Nobara’s face, the thought is gone.
Mai grins down at her, sharp and excited, and moves so that her legs are spread directly over Nobara’s head, baring her pretty cunt.
“Mai-senpai,” Nobara groans. Her mouth is watering.
Rough hands grip her knees and push them apart, and Nobara jumps. “Hey, you didn’t forget about me, did you?” Maki says, running his hands up her inner thighs.
“Uh, n-no,” Nobara replies, her voice cracking in the middle when Maki traces up the middle of her soaked panties.
“Yeah, sure,” he says. She can almost hear him rolling his eyes. “Mai shows a little cunt and you’re drooling. What a slut.”
“I’m not a slu—ah!”
Maki glances up from where his mouth is pressed to Nobara’s cock through her panties. Mai quirks an eyebrow at him, her knees still positioned on either side of Nobara’s head.
“No? Not a slut?” Maki says, grinning. He pulls her underwear off and tosses it to the side, then forces her legs apart even further. He scrapes his nails over the bare skin of her mons pubis, rubbing his thumbs against the razor bumps. “But you’re all neat down here. Did you shave for us? Get yourself all nice and pretty?”
Nobara wants to kick him. “Shut up, Maki! You don’t have to make a big deal out of it!”
“Aw, but it’s cute,” Maki says. “Puppy wanted to impress us.”
“Yeah, impress Mai, not you—”
“Oh, am I not worth impressing now—”
“Boys,” Mai interrupts, sighing, and they both snap their mouths shut. “Save the dick-measuring contest for later.” (“I’d win,” Maki mutters.) “Nobara, you look very nice; such a handsome boy for me. Maki, is he ready for you, or do you need to stretch him out?”
“I’m ready,” Nobara interrupts, chafing at the thought that she’d need prep to take a dick, like she didn’t have a perfectly good pussy just so she didn’t need to be stretched out. “C’mon, put it in me. And Mai-senpai, sit on my face already.”
“Demanding, aren’t we?” Maki mutters, but there’s a click of a bottle cap and then the cool press of silicon against her cock. The blunt pressure moves lower, lower, as he ruts against her. “Next time I’ll take the time to stretch you out until you can take my big one.” He pushes in, slowly, and Nobara’s mouth opens in a silent scream. The strap-on seemed—not small, necessarily, when she’d had it in her mouth, but definitely not this big. Maybe she wasn’t ready, despite already having one orgasm. No. That’s quitter talk, Nobara, you’re going to take his cock and you’re going to like it.
Maki bottoms out, his hips pressing flush against the back of her thighs. Nobara groans at the sudden fullness, the way Maki’s cock fills her up inside, her legs trembling.
“Stay still, Maki,” Mai orders, and then lowers herself down until her cunt is only inches above Nobara’s face, red-tinged and glistening. “Nobara, baby, you ready?”
Nobara doesn’t bother responding, instead letting her hands fly up to grip at the back of Mai’s thighs as she plunges her face into her cunt. She licks up Mai’s center before swirling her tongue around her clit. Mai breathes out sharply and then hums encouragingly as Nobara flicks her tongue.
She’s just figured out that Mai likes quick, delicate kitten licks when Mai says, “Okay, puppy,” and then Maki starts moving.
There’s no doubt that Maki’s strong. He’s an absolute monster on the battlefield, decimating curses with practiced ease. Nobara has never won a genuine fight against him; even Itadori eats dirt half the time. It makes sense that he would fuck like he fights, but she never really took the time to think about what that would feel like.
It feels—overwhelming. She’s so full, the sensation of his cock inside her sending cold shivers running up her spine. Maki punches the breath from her lungs with every thrust, sliding back and forth on the bed with each forceful roll of his hips. The strap-on is so thick that she can’t even form a coherent sentence. Her mouth hangs open as she tries desperately to catch her breath, but Mai is still above her, and grinds down mercilessly on her lips and tongue.
“Hah—fuck—” Nobara pants. She’s gripping onto Mai’s hips for her own benefit at this point, holding on before Maki literally fucks the headboard through the wall.
“Who knew all it took to shut you up was a fat cock in you,” Maki grunts between thrusts. “Come on, Noba-kun, why so quiet all of a sudden? Nothing to say?”
Nobara moans incoherently as he changes the angle of his thrusts, dragging the tip of his cock along her upper walls. Her fingers flex and dig in to Mai’s hips, and throughout the haze of sensation, she manages to stick her tongue out all the way, eating Mai out sloppily as Maki fucks her. It’s clumsy and lacks finesse—there’s no way she can maintain the delicate rhythm she’d been trying to get the hang of earlier—but she manages to flatten her tongue out enough for Mai to grind on her face.
Later, she’ll show the twins exactly how good she is at eating pussy. For now, she’ll let them use her.
Mai rolls her hips down, and fists a hand in Nobara’s hair, keeping her head pinned against the mattress. She ruts down on her tongue, fucking her almost as single-mindedly as Maki, her thighs flexing on either side of Nobara’s head.
Nobara is surrounded by them on all sides, jostled back and forth by the force of nature that is Maki with his dick in someone, trying desperately to drink up Mai’s wetness. Saliva drips down her chin, and she can feel lube and her own slick smeared between her thighs. Mai tightens her fist, pulling Nobara’s hair even more, and tears begin to bead in the corner of her eyes.
Mai lets go of her hair and leans forward, her cunt shifting on Nobara’s face, and Nobara leans forward, chasing the taste. She’s rewarded by Mai spreading her legs a little bit, settling herself closer to Nobara’s mouth.
Maki’s thrusts slow, and he moves one of his hands off of Nobara’s hips. All she can see is the inside of Mai’s thighs and the soft curve of her ass, but based on the wet smacking sounds and the occasional stutter of Maki’s hips, they’re making out right now.
They’re making out as Mai uses her mouth and Maki uses her pussy, each shamelessly chasing their own pleasure while she’s trapped between them. Nobara imagines Maki’s hands kneading at his sister’s tits, pinching her nipples between his fingers; Mai sucking deep red marks into the strong curve of Maki’s neck.
She curls her tongue and presses it upwards, curling it around Mai’s clit.
Mai makes a soft noise in the back of her throat. It’s the first sound of pleasure Nobara has heard from her all night. She’s mostly been stoic, directing the flow of their activities seamlessly, telling Maki and Nobara what to do and how to do it. Nobara appreciates it more than she thought she would, and finds herself wanting to express her gratitude.
It’s hard work, wrangling two rowdy boys. Mai deserves a reward for her efforts.
Now that Maki’s distracted, Nobara can actually focus on eating Mai out. She takes a deep breath, purses her lips just so, and starts again with renewed vigor, twisting her tongue, writing out the letters of her name on Mai’s clit before laving long, flat licks over her entrance.
Mai’s thighs tighten around her head, and she makes another noise, closer to a sigh. The kissing sounds stop, and Maki murmurs something, too low for Nobara to make out. She doesn’t hear a response from Mai, but Maki laughs softly, and his hand returns to her hip. He squeezes her once before he changes his pace, grinding in deep and slow.
“You must be good with your mouth, Nobara,” Maki says, rubbing the head of his cock over a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Nobara chokes on a moan, her rhythm faltering, and Mai grinds down harder. “Mai’s usually pretty quiet. It’s hard to get her to make any sounds.”
“Shut up, Maki,” Mai orders. There’s a strain in her voice that isn’t normally there, and Nobara brims with pride at putting a dent in both the Zen’in twins’ composure.
Maki chuckles. “You look so pretty like that, though,” he says. “It’s too bad the puppy can’t see how slutty you look. Tits out, mouth hanging open….”
Nobara works her tongue faster. God, she’d give anything to see what Mai looks like right now. Is her hair messed up? Did Maki leave hickies when they were making out? Does she still look unfazed and calculating, or is she trembling with the effort of keeping her expression neutral?
She is actually trembling, her thighs shaking around Nobara’s face, the muscles spasming occasionally. Nobara wants to feel her shaking apart above her, wants to make her come undone with just her tongue. She wants to make Mai-senpai scream.
Mai tenses up, her thighs trembling even more. Her hips flex, and she slumps forward with a soft moan. She barely manages to catch herself on the mattress, arms brushing Nobara’s side. Nobara can feel Maki release her hips, reaching up to steady his twin, holding her up as she breathes through her orgasm.
Nobara keeps licking and sucking Mai’s pussy until she makes a noise of discomfort and shifts off, settling limply on the side of the bed. “God,” she breathes out, and glances over her shoulder at Nobara. “Good job, puppy.”
Nobara wipes her mouth off with the back of her hand and grins at her. “Thanks,” she says. “Did you li —oh god,” she moans as Maki rolls his hips again. “Fuck!”
Maki is done talking, apparently, and returns to his previous brutal pace. He hoists Nobara’s hips up, resting them on his thighs, and continues to fuck her, all in the same smooth motion.
The new angle hits a spot deep inside her that has Nobara moaning lewdly before she even thinks about holding it back. She claps a hand over her mouth, but Mai reaches over and pulls it off, pinning her wrist against the bed instead. “Let us hear you,” she says.
They’ll hear her, all right; Nobara is letting out a constant stream of sounds, each one sluttier than the last, punched out of her by the insistent press of Maki’s cock. His grip slips on her hips, slick with sweat, and he breathes heavy with every thrust. Drops of sweat drip from his forehead to spatter on her stomach.
Mai keeps Nobara’s wrist pinned, but leans down, towards Maki. Nobara’s eyes track the vague shape of her—her tits, the rolls of fat on her stomach, the reddish mark burgeoning on the junction of her neck and shoulder. She assumes Mai is going to kiss Maki again, so she’s caught completely off guard when she swipes a damp finger over her cl—her cock. She jolts, breaking the steady flow of moans with an embarrassingly needy whine.
“Feel good, puppy?” Mai asks teasingly.
Nobara nods fervently. “Mai, please, touch my cock,” she rambles. “I need it, fuck, I need you to touch me—”
Mai looks at her with a gleeful, predatory expression. “Asking without even being prompted? So polite. Good boy.” She purrs the last sentence as she touches Nobara’s cock, using the same repetitive stroking motion she had earlier. “How’s that, puppy?”
“It’s good,” Nobara moans. “Fuck, Mai, it’s so good, I’m close—”
“Gonna come?” Mai croons. “Gonna come on your big brother’s cock?”
Nobara nods jerkily. She can feel herself getting close, electric heat building in her lower abdomen as Maki fucks her, and god, her cock is throbbing. She’s never been this hard in her life. “Mai—Maki—I’m gonna—”
Her back arches off the bed as she shouts with pleasure, white-knuckling the sheets and raising her hips to meet Maki’s thrusts as best as she can. Pleasure shoots out from her core to the very tips of her fingers, white-hot bolts of lightning racing through her nervous system, sharp and deep like the twist of a knife. He cock pulses insistently, and her cunt gushes. She collapses back against the bed, panting.
Mai delicately withdraws her fingers from Nobara’s cock, and holds them a scant inch above her lips. “Suck.”
Still breathing hard, Nobara obediently wraps her lips around Mai’s fingers, savoring the taste. Maki is still moving inside her, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release. Being filled like this—Mai and Maki both inside her—sends a thrum of satisfaction through Nobara. She moans around Mai’s fingers, swallowing around them.
Maki groans, long and low, and his fingers twitch into the meat of her thighs. He gives one final snap of his hips, burying himself deep inside her. He stays pressed into her like that, hips flush against her like he’s actually coming inside, until he rides out the high of his orgasm and slumps forward. His sweaty bangs brush against Nobara’s stomach, and she squirms. Maki mouths at the smooth skin in a silent apology.
Mai slides her fingers out of Nobara’s mouth and wipes them on the sheets. “Good boy,” she murmurs as she leans towards Maki, cupping his jaw and guiding his face to hers. They kiss slowly, languidly, until Maki shifts his weight and the strap-on inside her moves and she grumbles uncomfortably.
“My bad,” Maki says, and slides out, leaving a gush of wetness to spill out of her onto the sheets. “Let me get a towel.”
Nobara doesn’t want to sit up just yet, so she lays still as Mai settles down behind her, pillowing her head in her lap. Strong, slender fingers card through her hair, brushing it away from her eyes. “Feeling okay, puppy?” Mai asks.
“Yeah,” Nobara says, her voice cracking on a yawn. “It was…really good, actually.”
“Good,” Mai says as Maki arrives with a towel, tossing it haphazardly onto Nobara’s thighs. “We didn’t go too far or anything?”
Nobara snorts. “It’s not like you tied me up and beat me or anything.”
Maki’s in her face, suddenly, grinning. “That can be arranged.”
Nobara shoves him away. “Oh my god, what, get away from me! No! Well, maybe.” She drops her arms and lets their playfighting cease, and Maki drops onto the mattress next to her. He discarded the strap somewhere, but hasn’t put on pants yet, and his round ass is tantalizingly exposed. Nobara wants to bite it.
“But, like, the puppy stuff,” Maki says suddenly, his head popping up. Heartbreakingly, Nobara has to tear her eyes away from his ass. “That was cool? Cause we like it, but not everyone does.”
“Um,” Nobara says, biting her lip. “It was. Uh. It was good.”
“Yeah?” Mai encourages from above her.
“It was really good,” Nobara admits. “I wasn’t expecting to like the whole…like… ‘good boy’ thing so much.”
Mai and Maki share a glance. “What did you like about it?” Maki asks.
“I don’t know,” Nobara says. “But I’ve never gotten turned on so easily before. Thinking about my c—uh, my c-cock—having Mai jerk me off like that—it just felt good. I don’t know how else to describe it.”
Maki’s fingers trail along the outside of her leg, and Nobara shivers. “Well, like we said,” he says, his already-husky voice dropping conspiratorially low, “I’m always Mai’s boy like this. You could be too, sometimes, if you wanted.”
Nobara blinks at him, then twists her neck back to look at Mai, who smiles down at her and raises an eyebrow in a silent question.
“Like… ‘he’ and ‘him’ and stuff?” Nobara asks.
“And sucking your cock and you fucking us with your cock and getting your ass stretched up nice and wide to take us,” Maki breathes into the shell of her ear, his breath hot and dizzying.
Nobara shudders, and tries not to squeeze her thighs together as she feels wetness seeping between her thighs again.
“Or whatever you want,” Maki continues. “No pressure.”
“Please,” Nobara groans, and then squeals as Maki lunges in to paint her neck in hot, wet kisses. “Fuck!”
“Leave Nobara alone,” Mai chides, swatting halfheartedly at her twin. “It’ll be good for him to have someone to play with and wear him out for me.”
“Yeah, come play with onii-chan!” Maki leers, licking his lips lasciviously.
Nobara huffs a laugh. “I didn’t sign up for the freaky incest play, though,” she grumbles.
Mai and Maki share an incredulous look. “We’re twins , Nobara,” Mai says. “What did you expect when we asked you to sleep with us?”