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It had all started as a game, of sorts.
You would go as far as possible to avoid both predators as if playing a game of tag, Aurum Alley, Fyxestroll Garden, even the Alchemy Commission, anything to avoid being caught within their teeth.
Even if you lost every time to one, or the other, or both, you still strived to win, one day.
This time, you sought refuge within the Seat of Divine Foresight. With soothing colors of jade and wood flowing throughout the space, they would never suspect you would find such a hiding spot within the general's own work space.
Walking up to your lover's desk, your gaze swept across the barren room, no employees, only beautifully crafted weapons and statues as witness to your strategy tonight. With a curt huff, you fell to your knees and crawled underneath the wide desk. You pulled the bench closer, making sure its edges ended just before your position. Then, you grabbed pieces of tape, sticking the thin, brown cloth up to obscure your body from underneath the desk. With this, nothing would look out of place, only if the wind picked up underneath and swept the linen out of the way.
With your work finished, you settled against the side of the desk, pulling out your phone to quickly check the time.
10:48 PM.
Releasing a sigh, you felt your nerves quell as the next hour dawned on you. You had twelve minutes left to win, to finally taste the sweet flavor of victory. Evading your two lovers for the better part of the night had surely made them frustrated and pent up, even your arrogant swordsman who always wanted nothing better than to have you within his canines.
It made you giddy, knowing they must have noticed your lack of presence and was on the prowl to find your whereabouts.
Well within your thoughts, prematurely announcing your victory, you jumped when the windows behind the desk had creaked with purposeful intent.
When another crick rang out through the empty office, you realized with an overwhelming dread that someone was trying to break in.
They couldn't have suspected you to be here, not after saying you would accompany Sushang to Du's Teahouse to try his new 1:1 ratio of Potent Flaming Tea.
While that was a lie, you hadn't cracked in your resolve when the General simply smiled at you, wishing you a good night and that he will ready some savory drink for your "burning mouth" when you arrive home.
The lock on the window flipped, and you felt a crisp, cool air breeze in as the pane allowed both the elements and the intruder into the office.
Holding your hand to your mouth and nose, you asked your breaths to calm, and your shakiness to halt, as your ears strained to pick up anything that could tell you whether this was one of your lover's or an actual intruder.
Shoes landed lightly on the polished jade floors, and from your position under the desk, you couldn't see a thing, the bench completely blocked your line of sight from whoever was there.
The window closed soon after, the lock clicking back into place, and the wind left with a breathy whisper, saying you were now alone with this unknown person.
Those steps then clicked around the desk, slowly, methodically, passing the right of the desk and into the room further. They were perhaps at the Starchess board now, as they grew further and further away. Though, after a moment, they had stopped, and not a sound was heard within the office.
Your eyes darted around your confined space, a flash of regret striking you as the case concealing those mesmerizing weapons were opened. The sound was familiar, as you remembered commenting that they were just for show, until Jing Yuan had opened the case, and practiced on a few dummies nearly minutes later.
It was surprising, anyone coming in to rob the Seat of Divine Foresight, they must have had some nerve.
As it were, you couldn't just hop from the desk and demand an explanation, that was part of your agreement with your two lovers.
You aren't a fighter, you aren't a Cloud Knight, or some Stellaron Hunter, you were just an employee of the Teahouse when you came across the General of the Xianzhou Luofu and the infamous criminal who was a member of the Stellaron Hunters with eight billion credits on his head. You were just an ordinary citizen trying to make a living to afford your comfortable apartment.
They never wanted you to pick up a sword, "it would harm your soft hands," your more arrogant lover had commented.
While the previous comment made heat flush your cheeks, you never wanted to take back your agreement as much as you did now, with nothing but a roll of tape to defend yourself with. You knew you would be safe underneath the General's desk, but for how long?
Those steps started once more, though with more of a purpose this time around, and it was heading right for the desk you were hiding in. You couldn't help the breaths that came out of you, fogging up the air around you and firing your nerves with lead. While you still weren't making a sound, you were scared, you still didn't know the identity of this stranger, and they were coming right for you!
In front of the desk, the footfalls stopped, and you held your breath as to not alert them. Your eyes could see the shadow creeping across your thighs and stomach, they were so close, if they took just one more step forward, they would probably hit you.
Then, the sharp blade of a glaive stabbed through the wood of the desk, and stopped just before it pierced your stomach. A sharp yelp left your lips as you scrambled backwards, your back hitting the side of the desk with a thump as the weapon was pulled free of the wood it harmed. Knowing you were caught, anxiety reared its head, and your panicked breathing escalated to a near hyperventilation. The desk chair was wretched from behind, and a gloved hand grabbed at your arm and yanked you out from your position.
Fighting against the intruder, you yelled and cried for them to get off!, until your back was pushed against the desk and your cheeks grabbed firmly to hold your head in place.
Trapped, you let your eyes fall open, and you let out a short gasp as the familiarity set in.
Blade.
Warm eyes mixing with a sharp crimson, you did a double take to confirm it was your lover, and not some assassin trying to kill you. Those blue locks obscured half of his face, and his shoulders were squared with tension as he held you in place so you couldn't fight him.
This was it, he caught you, and with the twinkle in his eyes and one corner of his lip quirking up into a smirk, you knew you had lost.
"Nice trick, sweet thing, hiding yourself with the curtain," he spoke in that same raspy voice of his, breathing as steady and composed as your other lover, "but the bench is just as exposed underneath, your hand gave you away."
Your eyes widened, realizing that he knew you were here the entire time and chose to scare you out instead of grabbing you right away.
It made you huff, all fight and anxiety leaving as he let go of your face.
"You didn't have to scare me like that," you muttered, leveling him with a glare that scared most unruly customers out of the Teahouse.
An amused huff left your lover, and he leaned forward to brush his lips against your temple. Blade was arrogant and aggressive, but he was also an attentive lover. He knew he would scare you, but no harm would ever befall you from his own hand, unless you gave your consent to.
"I didn't, but your fight was cute." He chuckled, and your lips formed a pout as he kissed your temple once more, "or would you have rather the General found you? He was waiting at the entrance the entire time, no?"
At his words, you froze, immediately turning your head to the doors to, indeed, see your other lover leaning against the double doors in his office, leveling you both with a soft and warm stare that gave away such lustful feelings swimming in his head.
"Little flower, hiding in my own workspace? How conniving..."
Your breath hitched, fingers growing numb with fright as your newfound realization was that they both knew you were here the whole time.
Judging by the second chuckle that escaped Blade, and how his lips trailed down your cheek, he knew you knew.
Swallowing all your fight, you surrendered, "what's the punishment this time?"
A hum came from behind you, and you shivered as warm hands planted on your shoulders, and trailed down your arms covered in goosebumps. It made you sigh, feeling those same hands come to a stop behind yours, and curl around your fingers to hold gently.
Jing Yuan was soft, warm, and a fierce lover. He never made you want, as he gave you everything and more. A direct contrast to Blade, who left you wanting and waiting for you to beg him in that sweet breathy voice of yours. It was evident in the way fangs nicked at your neck, promising to bite, but not going through with it. It was evident in how you were moved to a sitting position on Jing Yuan's desk.
"For lying to me and trespassing the Seat of Divine Foresight, a most befitting punishment would involve being strung up and left to dry, no?" A shiver tore through you, only knowing that meant neither men would let you cum before they did.
"I'm sorry- Ah!" A sharp slap rang out the barren office, echoing into your own ears that left you burning with shame as your thigh tingles from the hit. Unexpectedly, it came from Jing Yuan, who cooed at you and rubbed the burning flesh with a warm palm.
"You can do this for us, can't you?" He was bent over his own desk, whispering into your ear.
Your eyes had locked with Blade's, who stopped sucking bruises into your neck to gaze into your orbs. There was a dangerous glint in those eyes, one that spoke of malicious intentions.
You were scared to accept this wretched agreement, but you were not a sore loser.
"Mhm," another slap hit your other thigh, and you jumped at the harsh sting.
Blade rubbed your burning flesh with a gloved hand, "words, love, don't make him repeat himself, his voice is already grating as it is." His mock disdain for Jing Yuan brought you a momentary gleam of comfort, until you realized they had asked something from you.
"Yes, I can do it for you," you whispered, and you felt both men hum into your skin, kisses alike being pressed into your feverish flesh as pure satisfaction spread through them.
"Good," the General muttered, soon guiding you into a more comfortable position with your back laid flat on the desk and your legs spread to allow Blade to slot in between them. Your head was bent off the desk, facing the prominent bulge that strained the front of Jing Yuan's dust red pants. Shivering, a whimper escaped you at the thought of such a length within your throat. While you were made to take Blade many times, Jing Yuan was a different beast, and there was no telling what he wanted from your mouth. Blade thrived on watching you struggle to breathe, his fascination with being able to take your breath away and nearly choking you getting him off in the best of ways.
While Jing Yuan was the more muted with his pleasures of the two, it was obvious he was just as hungry for you as his hands undid the buttons of your blouse, pushing the fabric away with just a pass of his hand. Undoing the clasp of your bra, you let Jing Yuan pull the garments off, and fell back to the desk with a sigh as your breasts were freed to hungry eyes.
Collective groans reverberated, and you whimpered with want as you felt their gazes sweep over your exposed chest.
In no time at all, a bandaged hand had cupped around your breast, and the other was taken in a hot mouth and suctioned over a sensitive nipple. With Jing Yuan leaning over you, you could only gasp and shiver as their attention was solely on you.
Deft and rough fingers pinched you, and a sharp gasp was drowned in deep moans as the man above you savored the taste of your flesh within his mouth. Steady hands ran across your heaving stomach, taking the skirt you wore in the summer weather and smoothing it down your supple legs, taking your panties with it and letting it drop to the floor to be picked up later. A hand left your breast, and they fell to your legs to open you fully.
You couldn't see a thing, and it left you so high strung to know you could only feel and take, and nothing else.
"Still with us, sweet thing?" You startled when you felt lips on your inner thigh, kissing and biting their way to the center of you. With Jing Yuan's attention still on your breasts, you gave a heady sigh at the treatment you were getting.
You weren't going to last, you absolutely weren't going to last with the General switching sides and taking your other nipple into his mouth to leave bite marks around the sensitive flesh. Neither with Blade lifting your legs and letting them rest on his shoulders.
Whimpering, you cleared your throat and said, "yes, yes... please," you begged so prettily.
A wet, and hot tongue parted your folds, and lips immediately suctioned around your clit, bringing your body to trembles and gasps alike as Blade showed no mercy with his treatment of your pussy.
He always enjoyed this part of breeding you, getting your cunt nice and ready for his cock while making you a wanton mess in the process. Your hands shot out to try and curl into his unruly hair, but far much larger hands took your wrists into his hold, and Jing Yuan chuckles against your bouncy flesh. He parted with a wet pop, and he moved back so his golden gaze was within your sights.
"Pretty girl, you have to lay there and take it, or this wouldn't be fair." He cooed, watching with interest as your eyes welled with stimulated tears and whimpers fell from you.
Blade hummed against you, agreeing with the General for once as his tongue fell from his lips once more, gathering the sweet remnants of your slick and tasted pure heaven from you. His hands held you from under your ass, pressing his nose to your clit as your taste collected on his tongue and traveled down his rumbling throat. Feasting on your cunt, he drank his fill, feeling your hole loosen up around him and gush even more slick.
Moan after moan tumbled from you, all to the gaze of Jing Yuan who groaned at the sight of his lovers trapped within the throes of lust. It brought him such joy to know you were enjoying your punishment.
Though, he couldn't let you forget the terms.
"Remember our agreement, you cannot cum." He spoke to you, making you gasp as that only ramped Blade's actions more.
This was impossible, this was so impossible. Blade was eating you out as if you were the first meal he's had in centuries, and he was telling you to not cum?
The agony must have been plastered all over your face, as Jing Yuan chuckled, and brought his hands over to unbuckle the belt that kept his pants on his hips. Your mouth watered at the thoughts of him down your throat. The earlier fright of taking him for the first time melted away as he pushed those red pants down just slightly to free his cock from its confinement.
It bobbed up towards his stomach, such girth could only be fitting for the General of the Luofu, and his size was nothing to play about. His tip was flushed red, telling you he was just as pent up as the man between your legs, sucking your clit back into his mouth and laving his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Up for a distraction?" Jing Yuan brought your attention back to him, his hand grasping his flushed cock and jerking himself a few times to get the edge off his lustful thoughts.
You nodded, reaching out as he stepped closer, his cock kissing your lips as you tasted salty beads from him.
Your hands held his thighs in place, and your back arched as you strained to move closer to him. You remembered when taking Blade's cock that the key was relaxing as much as possible and letting them do the majority of the work. But Jing Yuan is all about you two taking what you want from him. He's lazy and would rather sleep all day than join you and Blade for a long soak in the tub.
You found that he would not move no matter how much you strained to suck him in, and a frustrated whine left you when all he did was laugh. You had to move from Blade's hot mouth to move closer to Jing Yuan, and you felt a growl against your clit as Blade halted your movements.
"Stay still." He growled, teeth nipping at your thigh as his aggression made its presence known, rather, his possessive nature. He never wanted to be parted from you unless it was on his own terms, and that always did such sinful things to you on lonely nights.
"Jing Yuaaaaan," you whined, arms pulling on his pants to no avail.
He whispered your name as he watched your thighs tremble from where they were on Blade's shoulders, his teeth caught between your flesh as he leveled the older man with a glare. Jing Yuan smirked, a challenge on both of their minds as he finally gave you what you wanted.
Blade stood from his knelt position, grasping your hips and pulling the back of your thighs to his own hips. You sucked in a breath as you felt an equally as threatening bulge at the front of his pants. He rutted against you, merely for his own pleasure than for yours, and Jing Yuan couldn't help as he watched. Blade's nails bit into the soft skin of your thighs, not letting you move even an inch as he took from you. It made the equally possessive Jing Yuan want to take you all for himself.
With that, his thigh was propped up on his own desk, and his hand fell to your throat as he soothed your cries and moans.
"Open wide," he whispered, gaze locking with your own as he guided your chin to drop.
You released the breath you were holding in a hoarse whine, following his instructions as his cock finally slid across your tongue. He was salty, but his size made up for it as it crossed your eyes and filled your mouth with such a weight that it was dizzying. It settled nicely on your tongue, just barely skimming your throat before he pulled back.
He built himself up to a steady pace, not letting his cock breach your throat until he felt you were soothed enough to take it. Though, as he let his eyes fall to his rougher lover, he didn't think that was going to be easy.
Blade had already freed his cock and was stroking it as he watched Jing Yuan cant into your mouth. It pleased him to no end to hear your cut off moans and whines, and how he wished he was the one taking your mouth. A huff, an amused one at that, left him as he gazed down to your dripping pussy that he was ravaging a second ago. Your clit pulsed at the lack of attention, and juices were running down the cleft of your ass. He licked his lips, the lingering taste of you filling his head with a haze that guided him to let his cock rest on your stomach.
Your breathed hitched at this, knowing Blade wasn't going to stretch you before he fucked you, and that made you excited.
The positions were flipped usually, with Blade wanting your mouth and Jing Yuan wanting your cunt. Jing Yuan took his time usually, mouthing at you and stretching you apart on his fingers so you could be as comfortable as possible even as Blade fucked your throat to ruin.
Knowing Blade wouldn't show even an ounce of mercy made your cunt clench, and Blade watched as you did, groaning at the thought of that addicting warmth around him.
He couldn't wait any longer, and lined himself up with your sopping entrance.
Mewling around Jing Yuan's cock, you heard him groan as he, too, watched Blade with rapt attention.
Slowly. Jing Yuan wanted to say, but he was entranced as Blade grasped your thighs and pulled until his cock was engulfed in your searing heat. A hiss left the swordsman's lips as he was swallowed, and his head fell back with a moan that left you trembling.
So big, so so big, you felt your lower half strain to take in his size, and you whimpered in slight pain at the burning sensation in your entrance.
Jing Yuan never liked seeing you in pain.
His fingers trailed down to your entrance, his thumb finding the pretty pearl of your clit and rubbing it in circles to help soothe you. To this, your head fell back against the front of the desk with a soft thump, and both men chuckled upon hearing this.
"Feel good, sweet thing?" Blade rasped, his hips finally flush with the back of your thighs.
Full, you wanted to say, but with how Jing Yuan was settled on your tongue, you could only communicate by clenching your center around the man, who groaned once more at the overwhelming heat around him. He cursed under his breath, drawing his hips back before snapping them against you, burying his cock to the hilt against your cervix.
This wretched a choked moan out of you, thankful for Jing Yuan as he kept his fondling of your clit up.
Though, his hips were twitching where they waited just out of your feeble reaches, and you could tell he was getting to a desperate point as well.
Grasping his hips once more, you pulled him forward with little difficulty, letting him sheathe himself until he was settled deeply within your throat.
The man above you gasped, his cock fully within your mewling mouth that he shook with pleasurable tingles.
Aeons, you were going to drive him into Mara with this mouth of yours.
He, as well, starts to thrust into your warm and wet hole, matching Blade's rhythm as they reduce you to a whimpering and twitching mess.
This distraction was not working as well as Jing Yuan thought it would, and you realized this as you felt your stomach cave with euphoria as you climbed the ladder towards salvation.
Protesting, you squeezed Blade's hips with your thighs and gripped Jing Yuan's pants, remembering the agreement prior to them taking you apart, and not wanting to cum before they did.
Hearing Blade's rusty laughter, you trembled as he soon spoke, "come on, sweet thing, you are going to have to work for your prize. You do not cum before us, that's the rules."
This was the only thing they could ever agree on!
Determination growing within your chest, you steeled your resolve and locked your legs around Blade's back. Meanwhile, you loosened your grip on the General's hips and let him thrust precisely into your throat.
You swallowed around the whimpering General, and let your tongue lave across his flushed cock with full strokes as he buried himself into you. You wrung out precious sounds from your lover, and his rubbing had ceased to rest his hand beside you on his desk. The other had found your throat once more, and a whisper of a plea left him as he felt himself moving within your throat.
Blade smirked, "doesn't she feel amazing, Jing Yuan, and here you were nervous about fucking her mouth," you could not believe your ears.
They spoke about this beforehand? Even as they knew you would hide here?
Bastards, the both of them.
You could never stay mad at them for long, but you will make them pay for this.
Fastening your lips around his girth, you sucked on the General's length and halted his hips with your arms wrapped around his thighs. You felt him seize at your actions, and the moans that left him made your heart beat all the more faster.
He was close, so so close to cumming down your throat that he nearly wanted to rip himself from you.
You deserved it, didn't you? Him to cum for all the hard work you did evading them and following their rules like the good girl you were. A hum rumbled in his chest, and it cut off abruptly when his robes were fisted in a tight grip, and he was forced forward to lips crashing over his. Teeth clinked uncomfortably, and he was left gasping as a tongue immediately invaded his mouth.
It wasn't fair how you both were working against him, usually Jing Yuan was always the last to cum, and he trembled at the thought of his release coming to him much sooner than he first imagined when they pinned you down.
Blade's taste mixed in with his own, and his eyes drooped in a cloudy haze where all he could do was watch as the rough swordsman explored every inch of him. Jing Yuan moaned against him, hands shaking where they soon grabbed at his arms, wanting him all the more closer as Blade soon parted from him. He didn't stray for long, his lips and teeth alike marking the same path he made with you down his neck until his fangs pierced untainted skin. Allowing a sharp moan to escape, Jing Yuan's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he finally came, hips knocking against your face as his warm cum shot down your throat.
Helping him along, you suckled at him, encouraging the salty taste of his cum as his cock kicked in your mouth, shooting rope after rope of precious seed until he was whining at the overstimulation.
One down, one to go.
Jing Yuan trembled as he parted from you and Blade, eyes staring down as you licked your lips and panted softly from underneath him.
Such a good girl, always such a good girl.
He felt his lips curl into a soft smile, and he soon knelt in front of you to press his lips to yours, wanting to taste himself upon your tongue and he curled around you.
With a sound akin to satisfaction, your arms looped around his neck and trailed into his soft locks. Despite the opposite positions, your tongues found each other immediately, seeking the taste of the other as if it were the purest water. Toes curling, you brought your legs up higher on Blade's hips, feeling him lean over you until soft locks breezed over your nude body, making you shiver.
Jing Yuan panted into your kiss, and had to part to catch his breath soon enough.
"Well done, little love," he whispered, hand tangling into your locks to hold your head securely.
You smiled back at him, knowing you were only halfway was encouraging.
Though, Blade was the more arrogant of the two, and he would not lose, not even to you.
His hips snapped into you once more, and his thumb found your clit in no time at all, allowing a shout to escape you as the pleasure you were trying to tame with Jing Yuan came back to you in full force.
Curses spilled from you, and legs weakly kicked at the rough pace Blade set from the start, not knowing if he was trying to make you cum or make himself cum.
It felt like he was in your throat with how he carved out your center, girth stretching your walls and brushing against your deepest parts to wretch whine after moan after cry from you now that your mouth was free.
He was weak for your voice, and how ruined he could make it. How it could match his own rasp and break so easily as you stumbled over words to speak to him. Now was no different, as you whined for Blade to slow down and that you weren't going to last. His chest lit up with a burning desire for you to taste defeat, rather than the sweet syrup of victory. His crimson eyes glowing with mischief knowing you were going to lose to him.
Though, as he was so focused on you, and how your breasts bounced with each thrust, he startled as Jing Yuan plastered himself over Blade's back like an overgrown cat.
"What are you-" He was cut off as Jing Yuan's lips caught his own, hands coming up to his chest and throat to draw him back into his embrace.
Blade realized with an ever-growing dread that Jing Yuan was, too, working against him to make him cum first. He didn't think he would catch on so easily to his tricks, and now that he was getting a taste of his own medicine, his fingers dug into your thighs, and he growled lowly as Jing Yuan's hand soon cut off his oxygen.
The swordsman gasped, his mouth falling open to allow Jing Yuan's tongue, a taste he recognizes as both yours and his, swimming through his taste buds like the most burning of coffees.
He was suspended, his brain thumping as he willingly let himself lose his breath, still, he kept up the pace of his hips to thrust into your drooling cunt. As you were dragged further down the desk, you watched with interest as Jing Yuan constricted Blade's throat in their kiss. A hum escaped you when Jing Yuan peeled open an eye to gaze at you lovingly, parting from Blade with a string of drool connecting their lips together.
Crimson soon made itself known as Blade's eyes opened, but his gaze was so far away that you would think he wasn't on the Luofu to begin with, and you used that to your advantage.
You pushed yourself into a sitting position, mummering soothing praises to Blade as a harsh whine escaped him.
It was hot, so hot, your cunt was squeezing around him and trying to milk him for all he is, and he let himself willingly be caught within your jaws. He felt as your soft lips pressed against his, and how Jing Yuan let go of his throat moments later. He drew in a sharp breath, a blinding white returning to his senses as his hands fell to your hips, pulling you closer into his sharp thrusts.
He couldn't help the groans that escaped him as he felt the wave of orgasm hit him like a starskiff, his cock spurting and kicking within you as he released his seed in your inviting depths.
You mewled against him at the feel of a warm wetness shooting within you, hands holding his face to yours as you kissed him until he was sagging uselessly against you, panting within your grasp.
You opened your eyes to peer at Jing Yuan, who smiled as you smirked, knowing you had finally won against them in a challenge.
"Sweet girl, who knew you had it in you." he laughed, even as Blade growled against your shoulder, biting you roughly in retaliation, to which you cried out at.
"Blade!" You protested, feeling blood rush up to the surface and run down your skin. He only laved his tongue across your skin, collecting your blood and letting it tingle across him until he was licking at your newly inflicted wound.
Jing Yuan tutted at the rough treatment, pulling Blade free from you until he could be sat on the bench you were hiding in front of just a while before. Blade, for once, went willingly, and he watched as Jing Yuan then kneeled in front of you.
"Now, for your prize, are you ready to cum?" He whispered against your cunt that drooled with both your juices and Blade's seed.
A shot of arousal spiked through you as you prepared for what was next, and you nodded your head vigorously as you spread your legs.
Usually, Blade would reprimand you for not using your words, but he was getting immense satisfaction from watching your breathing pick up with anticipation.
Jing Yuan wasted no time in sucking those juices into his mouth, groaning at the taste of both of his lovers hitting his mouth. His arms wrapped around your thighs, bringing you closer to his mouth to have a better taste of his favorite meal, and you moaned wantonly as your hands tangled within his hair.
Aeons... oh, Aeons were you about to cum. Your clit tingled as his nose brushed against it with every stroke of his tongue.
As you were pent up from both men, it didn't take very long, and soon you tightened up around Jing Yuan's tongue, and felt lightning shoot through you as you came into the General's mouth. Seizing up and trembling, you fell back with a thump onto the desk, bucking against the tongue that wouldn't stop running against you and mewling with overstimulation when he took your clit in between his lips and sucked like his life depended on it.
"Jing Yuan...! Ah... Jing Yuan! Too... too m-much!" You cried, hands trying to push him away until Blade's fingers curled into the General's hair, yanking him back with a grunt until he, too, settled against the bench.
Jing Yuan panted as he allowed his tongue to trail across his lips, gathering the last bits of your tastes until he swallowed the heady potion. He moaned, watching as your legs fell boneless, and your stomach heaved with your breathing.
Both men were entranced, this was a first, even for them all, to have done this.
Though, as they thought, they were quick to get up and check on you.
Soothing praises were pressed into your skin as they felt around for any discomfort, and Blade moved into your vision to speak to you.
"How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Painkillers?" Attentive, Blade always went into caretaker mode when anything rough surrounded you.
Shaking your head, you tried to get a grip on your breathing. "I'm okay, really... Just, give me a minute."
Jing Yuan hummed, soon gathering you into his arms and cradling you against his chest. Blade took his jacket off, draping it over you to cover your bare body to any prying eyes.
"Come now, you deserve a long soak and some food in you for making us proud," he spoke as he rounded the desk, Blade following the both of you closely as the General led you both to the bathroom to wash.
With a smile buried in his chest, you tasted the sweet syrup of victory in this moment.