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"We'll Teach You Some Manners" 3

Miles Quaritch x reader x Mansk

WARNINGS: .......SMUTTTTTT, threesome, v-penetration, blowjob, nasty filthy shit, MANHANDLINGGG, foul language, a hint of Fluff?

THE LONG-AWAITED PART 3 IS FINALLY HERE! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT BLEW UP LIKE THIS, GLAD EVERYONE LOVES MANSK. I thought I was weird.

Part 1 Part 2 Masterlist

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A few people in familiar white lab coats came into my room a while later and gave me food and water. It wasn’t good, but I still ate it.

I slept curled up in a ball on that bed, feeling cold and uncomfortable.

When I woke up, more people came in and measured my temperature etc. They probably wanted to know how a human survived so long on this planet. The fact that I didn’t need to wear a mask fascinated them.

They started leaving and before the door closed, I watched a soldier enter my room. He was the same one from yesterday. Mansk he said his name was. I could see a dog tag dangling from his neck and he had his name on the vest he wore.

When he started walking towards me I got nervous again. The Colonel’s words from yesterday repeated themselves in my head. Was he going to punish me? I hoped not. My worst fear was dying or being hurt by scientific tools etc. For example, Norm told me about organ transplants once. They cut your body open to take them out. I knew the people were dead when they had it done but what if these sick ones would do it to me while I was alive?

My mind was going places and I was overthinking the situation because he was not holding a knife or scalpel.

“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice all shaky. He ignored me and reached for my cuffed wrist. I watched his hands undo it.

Hmm, they seemed too big to be able to handle tiny things like handcuffs, but it worked. I was no longer tied to the bed.

A sudden rush of adrenaline shot through my body and I heaved myself off the bed. But once I landed on my feet and wanted to take a lunge forward, the soldier's huge arm grabbed me by the waist and effortlessly slammed me into the bed. I rested my upper body on my elbows and looked up at him in shock.

Mansk had his right arm stretched forward and resting on my stomach, holding me down firmly against the mattress.

His ears were strained back and I could tell he was irritated by that. Then again, I wasn’t here to please them or make any of this easy. My plan was to show them that they took the wrong person.

“You do that again and I’ll tie up both your arms and legs.” he warned me, before taking the handcuffs and capturing my wrists again.

“No, not again.” I whine complaining. “Please, they’re not comfortable.”

Mansk didn’t care one bit and grabbed me by my arm, tugging me out of the room. I stopped resisting when he exited because I was happy to leave. It was horrible in there.

He also happened to be pulling me with him with such strength that I couldn’t stop.

He pulled me past the marine squad that helped capture me and I heard them snicker and chuckle as we went by. This is bullshit. Where are we going? I started getting annoyed myself. I didn’t like the way I was being treated.

We reached a big room and in it, I noticed another soldier. His back was turned and he was looking at footage of something. Mansk came to a halt.

“We’re ready, sir.” he states and the soldier turns around. It’s Quaritch. He’s geared up too. Full vest and weapons, like Mansk.

“Who’s we?” I mumble, wanting to remind them that I don’t agree with any of this.

Mansk just tightens his grip around my arm and ignores my words.

“Outstanding.” Miles smirks, looking down at me. I glare at him but his smile doesn’t fade.

“We’re taking flight X971, meet you there in two.” he says, before turning around and continuing to watch the footage. Mansk leads me to another helicopter.

Once Miles gets in and I am strapped down, it takes off and flies above the forest.

I look outside and notice that we are landing where I was taken. It was close to the old shack. If I could run away here, I would find my way home.

The motor is switched off and Mansk pulls me out of my seat, securing something to my handcuffs.

I watch him, wondering what else they could possibly use on me. It looks like a wire-like string. Quaritch takes a few steps towards us and is then given whatever Mansk was holding.

Quaritch took the piece and I saw him wrap it around his belt before he securely fastened it to him. He was tying me to him.

Both then stood up and started walking out. I was dragged with them because my wrists were connected to his belt by this string. It looked like some type of extendable lead and it was definitely not rope-like. I wouldn’t be able to bite through it.

“Really? Like the handcuffs weren’t enough?” I scoff, annoyed. Where were we going?

Quaritch looked behind him and shot me a stern glance before grabbing the lead and tugging me forth. I now basically stood next to him. Mansk was on my other side.

“Less complainin’, more walkin’.” he answered me before starting to walk again.

Great my chances of escaping were being minimised.

Again, my stubborn self had to create a new problem. I stopped abruptly and pulled back on the lead. He was stronger so it didn’t stop him, but I knew damn well it was getting on his nerves. He ignored the first few pulls until he finally snapped and pulled me to him with such force I stumbled and almost fell into him. He grabbed both my wrists in one hand and leaned down. I was expecting him to shout something directly in my ear. Instead, Miles did something that surprised both Mansk and me.

His hand harshly struck the skin, between my upper thigh and ass. I was completely speechless, who does he think he is? Why would he fucking spank me instead of yelling? It hurt like shit but the shock of the action stunned me more.

“I stick to my promises little girl. One more action like that and I’ll make sure you won’t be able to sit down for the next week.” he snarls.

I just stare at him in disbelief.

Miles straightens his posture and Mansk smiles to himself. This was going to be interesting.

Miles knew he could have stunned you by raising his voice or even just slapping your face. But he wanted to do that. Since yesterday.

They were on a mission to find Quaritch’s old body and decided to take me with them. The second they had captured me, both men took some kind of interest in me. It wasn’t only the fact that they had found a human living with Na’vi, but your attitude spiked interest. Maybe your looks too, but they didn’t say that out loud.

After the session in your room they had with you yesterday, both men wanted to teach you a lesson. Without having to get into details, they both knew what they meant and decided they would take you with them. The lab building had surveillance everywhere, so they had to take you into the forest.

Miles thought about just keeping you to himself and not letting his recom-soldier handle you as well. Then again, it's always better to not be out alone in the forest, so he let it happen.

Without saying another word, he turned back around and we all started walking again. I made sure the lead wasn’t stretched so that it wouldn’t pull his belt. While his previous comment did spark some type of excitement in me, I was still terrified.

I walked in silence for a while, then shifted my gaze from my surroundings to them. They were discussing something, walking next to each other while staying alert. Their heavy footsteps and the sounds of the forest muffled their words. Mansk glanced over his shoulder to check that I’m there and then returned to face frontwards.

I was getting bored and contemplating stopping again or perhaps just sitting down. Then I would either get carried or hit again. I decided that I preferred walking like a dog on a leash. At least I had the freedom to walk on my own and decide where to step.

I decided to behave in their favour. Maybe they would be nicer to me.

The events took a big turn when we got deeper into the woods. The grass suddenly became nice and soft but there was a fallen tree ahead. Mansk and Quaritch stepped over it. I was about to do the same until I realised that a broken branch had a very sharp edge. I quickly glanced around while still moving forward and realised that I probably would still be able to find my way home from here.

At that moment, I forgot all about the consequences I might face if I misbehave again and quickly took a piece of the loose lead and held it against the sharp surface of the wood. Then once it strained, I pulled a few times and the rope was cut. My wrists were still cuffed together but I was no longer tied to Miles. The remaining lead snapped and retreated back to his belt. Mansk and Quaritch immediately shot around, facing me and realising I was free.

Without waiting for another second to pass, I turned and took off.

“God damn it!” Quaritch cursed and both of them started running after me. I ran between the trees as best as I could with tied hands and reached the soft grass patch again. It was a little meadow-like carpet of grass surrounded by trees. I ran through it and then in my next step, I felt something whip and wrap around my ankles.

I yelped and instantly fell to the ground, landing with my chest in the grass. My tied hands were unable to stop my fall and I lay there groaning.

I heard the heavy steps behind me come to a halt and then one of them grabbed my arm, turning me around.

Mansk kept his promise too. When we were in the room earlier, he said he would tie both my feet and hands together. And he did.

Both men were now towering above me. Mansk had his arms crossed over his chest while Quaritch rested his on his waist. Fuck I’m in deep shit.

“We were going to find a better spot for this but fine, if you want to go now, we’ll deal with you now.” Miles said, removing his weapon from his body and dropping it to the ground.

Flashback:

Miles and Mansk were discussing how to deal with you while you trailed behind them.

“How are we going to do this, Colonel?” Mansk asked, holding onto the top of his vest straps.

Quaritch was thinking.

“Once we find a place which isn’t open or dangerous or…whatever, we remind her who’s in charge.” He spoke, not looking at Mansk but straight ahead.

“Do you really think she can take it, sir? She’s a person. Like half our size.” Mansk starts talking but is silenced by Quaritch.

“She’ll be fine.” he said calmly. “We’ll make sure of it.” Miles added, glancing at his soldier and tapping his vest while flashing a smirk. Mansk just nodded, looking over his shoulder to make sure you were close but that you couldn’t hear.

“We’ll give her the foreplay of a lifetime. She’ll take it.” Quaritch mumbled. Both men had been getting worked up about you since yesterday. Your bad attitude had been really stretching their patience to the limit.

I stared up at them, awaiting their next move. Quaritch kneeled down to me, holding my wrists in front of me.

“You crossed the line, sweetheart. There’s no turning back now.” he said, flashing me a grin which gave me a clear view of his white fangs. I gulped and bit my lip at his words. My stomach was erupting in some form of sick excitement and my cheeks turned red. Red enough for him to notice. They had some effect on me and I hated it, yet at the same time, I didn’t want this moment to end.

Both men were examining me again and Quaritch was able to pick up small details which led him to the conclusion that I was enjoying this.

I tensed my body and pressed my legs together. He peered down at my thighs and with his next inhale he felt a sweet scent fill his nostrils.

Miles’ eyes shot open and pierced through mine. He was able to identify my scent and he knew damn well why he was only getting it now.

Mansk had picked it up too.

“Well, I’ll be damned. Look like someone likes getting their tail chased.” Miles scoffed and leaned away from me, watching my movements. I could tell he was slightly taken aback by my reaction but it just ignited his own fire in him. The scent was driving both men fucking feral but they had to stick to the plan. This was punishment.

He took a knife out of his pocket and I held my breath, my legs shaking a little. To my surprise, the Colonel cut through whatever was holding my legs together and gripped my arm.

Quaritch stood up, picking up his weapon again in the process. I was dragged to my feet and he undid my handcuffs.

I didn’t understand why he was doing this. Wasn’t he worried I would run away?

“I’ll make a deal with you, little one.” Miles spoke, holding me tightly and leaning down so that I wouldn’t have to look up.

“We will give you two minutes to run away. If you manage to escape, we won’t look for you anymore.” he calmly told me. My eyes widened. They were setting me free. I couldn’t believe it. Behind him, Mansk huffed out a small protest, his ears leaning back.

“But, if you don’t manage, if we catch you… trust me you will not be walking for the next week.” Miles spoke, straightening his posture.

“We won’t go easy on you. Not one bit.”

My mouth slightly drops open and I stare in disbelief. This was like my third time running from them. But this time they are letting me.

Then, Quaritch let go of my arm. “Time starts now.” he said sternly and I stumbled back a little before turning and spriting the way I originally wanted to go.

When I looked over my shoulder, they were already behind trees and out of sight.

“We’re letting her escape?!” Mansk asked, clearly irritated. Quaritch huffed before turning to him.

“Do you realise how big this forest is? Her little legs won’t get her anywhere in time. 2 minutes is nothin’.” the Colonel states.

“Besides, she seems to enjoy this whole thing. It’ll make it less painful for her. “ he grins and Mansk chuckles. They both stand there, looking at their watch and waiting.

I’m sprinting through the woods but have to stop to get air sooner than expected. I haven’t eaten properly and the previous running made me weak. Besides, the feeling that started in my stomach and was now between my legs was growing. I was flushed in the face and was getting distracted. My legs hurt and my head oddly spun in a euphoric way. I leaned against a tree and clenched my thighs together, a whimper leaving me. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t run away. Not in this state.

Never had I felt like this before. I was so overwhelmed by everything. The fact that I was taken, then that I was given another chance to escape but at the same time being hit with the realisation that I couldn’t because of the heat between my legs. I hadn’t even run far, it was honestly embarrassing that I couldn’t put a bigger distance behind me. My eyes became glossy and started tearing up and I tried to walk again. My knees felt like jelly and I had to catch my balance by holding onto another tree. My vision was becoming blurry from the tears and I realised I didn’t stand a chance.

I heard a chuckle behind me and turned around, my back falling against the bark of the tree.

In front of me stood Miles, grinning pridefully. I saw Mansk emerge from the high grass and walk up to where Quaritch stood.

“Look at you, all worked up and we haven’t even started.” Miles cooed in a ridiculing way. “Pathetic.”

“I- can’t run…” I breathed out, sniffling. But as they said, neither of them had any mercy on me.

That was all it took for the tears of frustration to spill from my eyes and for my knees to give out. I slowly glided down the tree, whimpering with a few sobs. My needs were overwhelming me. I looked up at them to see that they were in no rush to help me.

Mansk started to remove his weapons and other heavy attire like his vest from his body. Quaritch followed his motion, throwing his gun and knife to the side.

Neither of them took their eyes off me. I felt like prey, unable to escape my predators. They were looking at me like I was a meal that would bolt if they diverted their eyes away.

Miles then walked up to me and surprisingly gently helped me to my feet. When he looked at my face, seeing the tears and the redness on my cheeks made him groan. He placed his palm on my back and guided me over to Mansk. Both men were now just wearing tank tops and cammies. No heavy uniforms.

“Look at you, all flustered.” Mansk grinned, still wearing his fucking shades. He raised his hand, gently wiping away a fresh tear with his thumb.

“You’re ours now, princess. Understand? We’ll teach you some manners.” Miles whispers into my ear, loud enough for his soldier to hear. I can’t take it anymore. I give up fighting, so I just nod with a small sob. Both men are surprised by my compliance and not fighting them off.

“Good.”

Mansk got closer and tilted my head to look up at him. The Colonel stood behind me, tugging at my top.

If I showed any signs of protest, they made it clear before they started chasing me that they would stop.

I went limp, leaning my body against his. One of my hands held onto Mansk’s arm to try and keep a steady posture.

Quaritch embraced my body with his left hand, while his other one roamed around my waist and hips. His fingertips caressed my ribcage and he carefully slipped them under my top, feeling my hot skin.

I leaned my head back into him, pushing my chest out and whining. Mansk cursed under his breath, placing his hands on my hips.

“This needs to go off.” Miles mumbled before tugging my top over my head. I had nothing underneath.

Both their eyes were shamelessly roaming my body, especially my now bare chest. Both their hands were almost immediately on it until Quaritch pulled my shorts and underwear down my legs. They pooled by my ankles and then Mansk carefully turned me around and lifted me into the air by my waist.

Quaritch stepped even closer and pulled my legs around his waist. I was stuck between them and felt embarrassed because I was completely naked while they still had their clothes on.

“So pretty, baby.” Miles praised me, his hand supporting my flushed cheek so that I’m looking at him through half-lidded eyes.

“Now come on, don’t get all shy on us now.” Mansk chuckled, noticing my expression.

Quaritch grinned. “Not so sassy now are ya? What happened to that big mouth of yours?” He said sarcastically. I was unable to reply.

“Don’t you worry, sweetness. We’ll put it to good use.” Mansk whispered in my ear before he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck.

He moved his hands from my waist to below my thighs, keeping my back pressed against his chest. My legs were lifted into the air and the position gave Miles a full view of my pussy.

I watched his pupils dilate again. Suddenly, his eyes were dark and I noticed how worked up both of them were getting. I could see it through their pants and it made me so much more desperate.

“Fuck-” Miles hissed, seeing how wet I was. There would definitely be no problem now. He started to rub the inside of my thigh before letting his hand finally touch my heat. I whined and squirmed at the contact. Suddenly I felt really warm as if my skin were on fire. I needed a release so badly.

Without hesitation, Miles slowly pushed one of his fingers into me, watching with wide eyes as his digit disappeared inside me.

I noticed that Mansk’s breath, which was fanning over my neck, was becoming unsteady and heavy. His eyes were fixed on Quaritch’s fingers too.

I let a moan slip out of my mouth. It felt so good being filled a little. But it was nowhere near what I was going to get.

As much as they both loved the pretty noises that fell from your lips, they still needed to teach you a lesson.

Quaritch pulled his finger covered in my slick out and then delivered a small slap to my pussy. My whole body flinched and I whined out.

“Please…” I whimper, wanting his fingers again.

“I’ll give you what you want, baby. You just have to behave.” he said, hands on his belt, undoing it. He then pulled his pants down and I gasped when I saw his dick spring out. Just the sight of his huge fucking cock almost made me cum. He immediately placed it between my folds, covering himself with my heat. I moaned while he bit his lip, to contain any form of self-control so that he wouldn’t just grab me and fuck me senseless.

“Don’t make a noise. I don’t want to hear a word from you, otherwise, I stop and we leave.” the Colonel said. Both he and Mansk were never willingly going to walk away from this situation but they knew damn well that you wouldn’t want them to either.

My eyebrows furrow together. I don’t like that rule. Especially since I myself have so little self-control at the moment.

Miles then lines himself up with my entrance and holds me by my hips, while Mansk’s hands are still under my thighs. Both of them then slowly lower me onto his cock and I feel the stretch inside me. I suppress a gasp, biting down on my bottom lip hard and wrapping my arms around Mansk’s neck to contain myself. Holy shit. I watched as they lowered me further down on him and noticed how a bulge slowly formed on my abdomen, climbing higher to my stomach. It looked like I was being impaled. They stopped their movements and Quaritch had his eyes fixed on my face. He would not let a single noise slip from my mouth. But he was going to make that difficult for me too. Just like I had made everything difficult for them.

His breath was heavy now too and his grip on my hips tightened.

“Look at how deep I am inside you.” he whispered up to me and I squeezed my eyes shut. Mansk placed a hot open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder before he started to gently bite the skin of my neck.

He slowly pulled out before pushing himself even deeper into me. He hadn’t even bottomed me out yet and it already felt like too much. My mouth drops open and my glossy eyes become glazed with small tears. I whine out, trying to pull myself up a little, just to help my sensitivity.

“We know, baby. We know.” Mansk hushed me, seeing my flustered state.

“Come on, be good for us. You can take it.” Miles said, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.

I just clung to Mansk for dear life when Miles pulled out again and slowly set a pace.

“Shit- so fucking… tight.” he moaned. His ears were strained back as he directed all his attention to where our bodies connected.

Miles then placed his hands under my thighs and one of Mansk’s wrapped around my waist while the other groped my breasts.

Quaritch was now full-on fucking me, pulling me off his cock before slamming back in again.

Mansk’s hand covered my mouth while he kept assaulting my neck and shoulder, marking me.

Miles saw that I was about to lose it if I stayed quiet any longer.

“You’ve been good. Let it all out now baby. Come on, let us hear you.” he mumbled between heavy breaths.

Mansk removed his hand, letting it fall back to my chest.

I whimpered before being able to let out a moan. The noise ignited the needs of both men. Miles started to rut into me mercilessly and Mansk was grinding into my ass from behind.

I wasn’t able to form words, my mouth just hung open. When I saw that Miles had basically bottomed out in me, I almost screamed.

“M-Miles…” I whine and his ears flick forwards.

“Too much…” I moan, tears spilling from my eyes as my body starts to tremble.

“You’re doing so well.” Mansk whispered, continuing to grind into me.

Miles was thrusting into me at a godly speed and my eyes started to roll to the back of my head. It was all too much, I couldn’t hold it much longer.

“I’m… I-” I sob, arching my back again.

“We know baby. Whenever you’re ready.” Miles grunted, focusing on sending us both into pure bliss.

The feeling in my stomach was growing and it seemed that Quaritch could feel it. The way my body clenched him made him lose it.

There was no thought in either of our heads anymore. He just needed to finish us off. That was his mission now.

He attached his thumb to my clitoris and started to rub circles on it. That was it, it was officially over for me. My legs started to violently shake and I screamed, holding on to Mansk because I was scared I would pass out if I had nothing to grip. The feeling between my legs exploded and I was riding high on my orgasm.

“Nghh, t- too much” I whimper when he continues his brutal pace.

“Come on- take it. Take me.” he breathed out between clenched teeth.

Miles followed almost immediately after me, pushing himself as deep into me as he could before releasing his load. He rested his forehead on my other shoulder, which had not been bruised with hickeys by Mansk and steadied his breath.

I let out a sigh of relief and my body went numb for a second. I knew if they would put me on my feet, my legs would just give out.

“Don’t worry baby. It’s not over yet.” Mansk said, grinning against the skin of my shoulder. My eyes shot open. I wasn’t sure if I could take much more. It was already so overwhelming for me, especially due to the size difference. I think I might genuinely pass out if he is planning a round 2.

A round 2 he was planning indeed. Miles pulled out, praising me and wiping my tears before Mansk held me bridal style and placed me on the ground. I tried to at least sit up but that was already a struggle. Luckily, I didn’t have to move. They did it for me.

Mansk got down on his knees and turned me around so that I was laying on my chest. He pulled me up by my waist, making me lean on all fours. My whole body was trembling and I kept falling over to one side.

“Look at that. We just started and she’s already been fucked dumb.” Quaritch pridefully states. He then joined Mansk and me on the floor, kneeling infront of me. Mansk was behind me, holding my hips and keeping me upright. I felt like a lifeless ragdoll, being used for their liking. Then again, that’s what made me realise that I still felt needy.

Behind me, Mansk held me up with one hand under my waist, the other ran down my back and squeezed my ass cheek, before delivering a mild spank to the skin, just enough to turn it red.

I close my eyes and whine a soft protest but Quaritch just cups my face in his one had and makes me look up at him.

“Don’t worry about anything, sugar. We will take care of it.” he spoke, his voice surprisingly soft and comforting.

“All you have to do is take it.” he whispered, his tone turning seductive. I let my eyes flutter closed and leaned my cheek into his palm. He took that as a sign of surrender and it pleased him.

Since both soldiers had been brought back to life in their Avatar’s, their needs were stronger. They tried and discovered that masturbating like when they were people wouldn’t satisfy them. As a Na’vi, the want to ‘breed’ was strong and now was their chance.

The use of the tsaheylu was not necessary for this, they just needed to feel you.

Mansk had undone his pants and I felt him rest his throbbing dick on my ass, just admiring how big it was compared to my body. The fact that I was a human, struggling to take them, secretly boosted both of their egos.

He himself then slipped his hand to feel my wet lips, gliding his finger between them. I couldn’t help but push my hips back, trying to gain more friction. This didn’t go unnoticed.

“I think you can do another round, pretty girl.” Mansk stated, grinning.

I couldn’t nod or shake my head, I just held my position. He shifted behind me and helped me spread my legs a little further. Then I felt Mansk rub his tip in my heat and I moaned. He was biting his lip, restraining any noise.

Neither of them imagined it feeling this good. Sure sex used to be great before too, but now it seemed to feel twice as good.

Without any other warning, I felt him push inside me. While both men were similar in size, they still managed to feel different.

“Holy fu-” I moaned, arching my back. Since I was stretched from Miles, Mansk managed to push all of himself into me on the first try.

“Atta girl.” Miles praised me, softly tapping my cheek. I heard Mansk let out a deep growl behind me and I started to feel weak in the knees and hands again.

“Look at you, all cock drunk for us.”

Quaritch directed my attention back to him, not wanting me to forget he was there. His pants were still open and when I glanced at his crotch again, I saw that he hadn’t gone soft. He was still fucking hard and he was leaking precum again. His dick was glistening right in front of me, still covered in our cum. I was able to see the veins running down the sides and it made it look that much more desirable.

Almost out of instinct, I let my mouth drop open and stuck my tongue out.

The fact that I did that without Miles having to ask me, made him almost lose it again.

“Ye-heah baby girl. Just like that.” he chuckled, grabbing a fistful of my hair and gently angling my face up to see it better. He rolled his hips forward and his tip landed on my flattened-out tongue.

I immediately started to lick him, tracing my tongue down his pulsing veins before delivering a sloppy lick and gliding it all the way from the base to the tip of his cock.

Quaritch let out a shaky breath, his ears drooping to the sides, his lips parted and the grip on my hair tightening. It was too good, for all of us.

I then moved my head up and wrapped my lips around his tip. That alone filled my mouth enough. I didn’t know whether I would even fit half of him in my mouth.

In the meanwhile, Mansk had pulled out and started steadily rutting his hips against mine. His ears were strained back, and his entire body tensed.

I moaned from the feeling of being filled again and Miles felt the vibrations. He looked like he had lost it. Genuinely. All the authority and seriousness he would always wear was gone. He was so hypnotised by watching me make a mess of him, he didn’t care about anything else in the world.

Mansk, pushed my hips down a little, and leaned over my body, fucking into me at a faster pace. My eyes got all glossy again.

My senses were being overstimulated just through penetration. Both these men had me under some fucking spell because I’ve never felt so needy for anyone.

“Holy shit- sweetheart. Feel so fuckin’ good.” Mansk moaned, his tail wrapping around one of my thighs, to establish a new feeling of closeness.

Quaritch needed to feel just a little more and slowly pushed his hips towards my face, making his dick slowly reach the beginning of my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth for him as far as possible.

I felt him fill my throat almost all the way and focused on steadying my breath through my nose. His dick twitched and I choked a little before calming myself and swallowing around him.

While Quaritch’s old memory still seemed foreign to him, he could have sworn that that was the hottest most dirty fucking thing he has ever witnessed. He didn’t want to take his eyes off me, needing to remember this forever.

Mansk was getting sloppier with each thrust, the squelching sounds of all the cum inside me bringing him closer to his release.

Their bodies were new to this too, so while their mind was not innocent anymore, their body was sensitive as shit. I clenched my muscles around him, opening my legs more and arching my back further into him.

Quaritch had slowly started to pull out of me before carefully pushing back in. The sensation from both ends had me feeling lightheaded. I couldn’t stop moaning around Miles’ length and couldn’t stop spasming against Mansk.

“Almost there, baby. Just a little- hrghh… more.” he groaned, biting down on his bottom lip again.

Quaritch’s eyes were a little glossy too and he looked like his senses were flooded with pure bliss. He was about to be a goner.

To help him, I managed to balance myself on one arm and wrapped my free palm around him. I was nowhere near being able to wrap my fingers fully around him. I reached like, only halfway around his shaft. His eyes watched my hand and I started to pump him, squeezing my hand down every once in a while.

That’s when I noticed that both men were now panting. Mansk let out a moan, his thrusts becoming uneven because he couldn’t deal with the pleasure he was feeling.

Mansk was in a pleasure-filled daze with no thoughts in his head. All he could focus on was making us both cum.

I sped up my movements around Quaritch and watched as he furrowed his eyebrows even more, clenching his eyes shut and and dropping his head back. Suddenly his hips snapped forward one last time before tensing and hot white ropes of cum splurted down my throat.

Due to how far in my mouth he was, I had to swallow all of him. I watched his chest rise and fall rapidly, as he straightened his posture again, slowly moving a few fallen hair strands out of my face and just gazing down at me.

Quaritch had removed himself from my mouth, wiping my lips with his thumb and my moans were heard again. He let out a sigh as he saw a string of saliva stretch between his tip and my tongue.

The noises that Mansk knew he was causing were what had finally managed to push him over the edge and into a void of ecstasy and euphoria.

He spanked my ass cheek again while riding out his orgasm and I felt myself release again too. My legs shook and I stretched my back, my eyes fluttering closed while my mouth was agape.

“What a pretty sight…” Miles mumbled, watching how my face contorted when I came.

Mansk slowly stilled behind me, staying buried deep inside my pussy. He held himself up with one outstretched arm on the ground, the other one wrapped around my waist, almost comfortingly hugging me from behind.

I let my head drop, feeling completely exhausted. Mansk pulled out, steadying himself and leaning back on his knees. Without him holding me up, I felt my body slowly fall to one side, and within seconds I was laying on the ground.

“Shit.” Mansk mumbled but I could tell by the way he said it he was grinning.

Both men felt pride seeing how fucked out you were.

“Careful there, sweetheart.” Mansk said, attempting to catch me before my body hit the ground. He rolled me on my back and held himself above me.

“You okay?” he asked, letting out a soft chuckle. Miles tilted his head to the side, watching me as well.

I nod, taking a deep breath and letting my weak arms fall to either of my sides.

“How ‘bout another round?” Mansk asked, nudging my hip to encourage me.

My eyes shoot open and I stare at him in shock. No way could I survive that again.

He just chuckled along with Miles, both of them exchanging looks.

“I’m just teasin’.” he said before getting up. I let out a sigh of relief and listened to what I thought was them gearing up again. For a split second, I wondered whether they would leave me there but then Miles leaned down, placing his hands under my arms and helping me up. I couldn’t stand by myself, so Miles gently held me up while Mansk dressed me again.

“So tired…” I mumble, letting my head fall back against Miles’ chest.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you princess.” he said, leaning down and nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.

Once I was fully dressed again, Miles carefully picked me up bridal style and Mansk carried his weapons. They carried me back to where we came from, completely forgetting the ‘original’ mission and we flew back to base.

While I still wanted to go home, I knew I would be treated better in the labs with them around. I would focus on escaping another day. Perhaps they might let me go eventually…

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