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a-killer-obsession · 2 months ago

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A search for a rumored Vegapunk weapon leads the Kid Pirates to an unexpected new crewmate, with a bloodlust that rivals their own and an incredible power.

CW: Please check AO3 for all current warnings, but general warning for smut, slow burn, serious gore, and really dark themes. AFAB reader, she/her pronouns.

Masterlist || AO3 || Chapter 1

Chapter 54 - Twin Flames

You seek help for Heat, and have a heart to heart with Wire.

Word Count: ~6.8k

Heat seemed no better the next day, in fact he seemed maybe even a little worse. Everyone was collectively growing more and more concerned for him, and Mohawk was stressed that he had no way to give him fluids to combat his serious dehydration. You and Wire had tried to carefully pour water into his mouth in his fleeting conscious moments, but he wasn't ever awake long enough to drink anything near what he was losing in sweat. It only took one night of Heat moaning and whimpering in pain in his sleep for Kid to crack and do something he never thought he would do; ask Trafalgar Law for help.

The Victoria Punk was being held in Mogura Port, Killer had learned the name in his time as Kamazo, along with many other useful things about Wano and Kaido's forces. It actually wasn't far from the abandoned town you were currently in, less than a day's walk into the next region over. Unfortunately, Law's base was the opposite direction. It was for this reason a tough decision needed to be made.

Kid gathered everyone together, those who had survived, as well as a few new faces gained from the prison - those from other crews who would not follow their captains into Kaido's rule without a fight, or who jumped ship after seeing what was being done to Wano by Kaido's hand. Some of them you'd even met before, the ones who used to be part of Scratchmen or Hawkins’ crews but refused to take part in the bullshit going on in Wano. They were happy to join the Kid Pirates in exchange for their freedom and a chance at taking down Kaido. Kid explained what was happening, as well as Killer's unfortunate situation with the SMILE fruit, and the crew was split in two.

Killer needed to stay with Kid, the two of you were the only ones who knew their way around Wano, so naturally you each had to lead a group. Kid of course wanted to go to his ship, and gathered a group to do so; the bulk of the group, since it was the bigger job. The ship would no doubt be guarded, not to mention the manpower it required to sail such a large vessel. Yourself, Wire, Mohawk, Bubblegum and Mosh would take Heat to Law, as well as collect Dawn. You called ahead using the special local den-den Law had given you, making sure they had the supplies needed and that their base was still in the same place, then you gave the den-den to Killer. Once they had the ship, they could hide it elsewhere and call Law to pass along where to meet, once Heat was well enough to travel.

Killer took his time saying goodbye to you, taking advantage of the fact that he actually had the opportunity to hold you and kiss you goodbye this time. You couldn't spend forever though, Heat was fading by the minute, so you all said your goodbyes and hurried to Law's base. Mosh carried Heat's limp body, while Wire carried you on his back. This way, not only could the group move faster with their long legs, but you could put all your energy into keeping them cloaked, making it safer to travel. You insisted you could keep up, feeling guilty given how starved everyone else had been, but Wire wanted to get there as quickly as possible. Poor Mohawk was practically running the whole way, but never complained, he probably would have run by choice anyway, given the urgency of the situation.

With their fast movement, the one day journey was cut down to half a day. As soon as you made it to the town, you climbed down from Wire's back and led the group to the old theatre building where Law's crew was hiding. They were expecting you, thanks to your call, and were already set up for Heat, quickly ushering Mosh to take Heat to a side room that looked like it was once a dressing room for actors, laying him on a clean sheet on the floor in lieu of a bed, and hooking him up to all manner of IVs and monitors. There was nothing any of you could do now but wait and hope Heat pulled through. The others went to find food and rest, while you and Wire sat on the floor at Heat's side.

At first you sat side by side, but when Wire heard a sad sniffle come from you he pulled you into his lap, wrapping his cloak around you like a blanket. You snuggled into his chest, holding him tight, sensing he needed a hug as much as you did. You felt a great sense of guilt looking at Heat, maybe if you'd left the island quicker, if you'd come to rescue everyone quicker, maybe then he wouldn't be laying on the floor dying.

“I'm sorry I took so long,” you sniffed. You weren't sure if you were talking to Wire or Heat. “Maybe if I'd been quicker, this wouldn't have happened.”

“None of that,” Wire scolded, giving you a gentle squeeze, “Kil told me everything you went through. You had your own trials, you got here as fast as you could. You're here, you came to free us, that's all that mattered. We'd all be still rotting in prison if you didn't.”

You opened your mouth to reply, when the door to the room opened. In walked Ikkaku, and in her hands an absolute angelic sight. “Someone wanted to come say hi!” Ikkaku cooed at the bundle in her arms, “check this out.”

Ikkaku put Dawn down on the floor gently, and as soon as her little eyes registered you there she was up moving, army crawling along the floor, not quite properly crawling yet but certainly mobile. You cried as she cooed and babbled at you, scooting her way over to you. You picked her up as soon as she was close enough, kissing her all over her chubby face. “Look at you, pretty girl!! So smart!! When did you get so smart?” You felt a little mum guilt that you'd missed her starting to become mobile, but it's not like normal mothers had to deal with their entire family being kidnapped and imprisoned.

“Hi little lady,” Wire cooed, wiggling his finger at Dawn. She grabbed it and immediately put it in her mouth, chomping down on it. Wire's face quickly contorted in pain but he let her continue. “Teeth,” he said through a pained smile, making you laugh. Sure enough, her bottom front two teeth had broken through. No wonder she'd been so fussy before arriving at Wano. It seemed like she'd grown and changed so much in the short time you were gone, but you just had to focus on the fact that she was back in your arms, everything was going to be okay now. Your breasts leaked a little, reminding you that you hadn't had a chance to pump in the last 24 hours, and they were painfully full. You'd had too much on your mind to consider your own bodily needs.

“You mind if I?” You asked Wire as you raised the hem of your shirt. You were still sitting in his lap, but you didn't want to make him uncomfortable. Before Kaido you always went to a different room to feed - only Killer and Heat had seen you breastfeeding Dawn - but after the last few weeks you couldn't find a fuck to give anymore.

“Nah, go ahead,” Wire replied. He watched you, a little fascinated, as you pulled out a breast and Dawn quickly, and very enthusiastically, latched on. He'd never seen breastfeeding so close, he thought it was cool that you made food with your own body. Dawn was getting big, and pumping less over the last few days meant your supply wasn't as good, so she emptied both breasts, leaving her thoroughly milk drunk and dozing in your arms. Wire supported your arms as you held her, it was nice; you and Wire had never been super close, but this felt pleasantly domestic.

“Better?” Wire asked as you too started to fall asleep in his arms.

“Mmm,” you replied, “using a manual pump fucking sucks. And I missed my little girl. Leaving her here was the right choice though, it wasn't safe for her out there.”

“That must have been hard,” Wire hummed.

“It was, but I had to get my family back,” you replied with a yawn, “that includes you, Mr. Stoic. I'm happy you're safe too.”

“I gathered that from the big hug and kisses,” Wire snorted, before planting a kiss on the top of your head. Your mask had long since been discarded, sitting nearby on an old makeup vanity. “Thank you for saving us, [Y/n].” You stiffened a little at the use of your real name, you had sort of hoped that he wouldn't remember that detail. “Sorry, do you not want me to use that name?”

“No, it's okay,” you replied. That name was reserved for those you loved, but as you thought about it more, sitting comfortably in Wire's lap, your resolve softened. You loved Wire after all, just in a different way. “That name is only for those I love and trust most. You can use it, just don't go telling it to the world.”

Now it was his turn to stiffen, a little surprised at the admission, before he melted and held you a little closer, kissing your cheek before pressing his against it. “Love you too, [y/n],” he smiled, “I'm happy you think so highly of me.”

“Of course I do, you're a good man, Wire,” you reached up to stroke his other cheek, “and you're Heat's best friend. It'd be a bit awkward if I hated you,” you laughed.

“Can I tell you something?” Wire said hesitantly, pulling away a little to sit more upright. His tone made you a little anxious.

“Yeah, of course,” you replied.

“I'm in love with him,” Wire admitted, “I never told him that, and now I'm scared I never will.”

You were quiet for a moment at the confession, before taking his hand and squeezing it reassuringly. It made total sense to you, and you had no doubt Heat loved Wire that way too. “He's gonna wake up,” you assured him, “you'll get to tell him.”

“You're not mad?” Wire asked, flipping your hands over and threading his fingers through yours, playing with your thumb.

“Why would I be?” You asked. You were a bit naive when it came to relationships, but in your mind it all made sense. “I love Killer and Heat, Killer loves me and Kid, Heat loves you and I. I don't see a problem, as long as we're all happy, right?”

“Right,” Wire breathed a sigh of relief. Of course you wouldn't care, you already shared custody of Killer, Killer and Heat already shared you, what was one more person in the mix? As Wire played with your hand he realised that your palm was blistered, and looked painful, red and inflamed from lack of care. “[Y/n], your hand.”

“It's fine,” you assured him, pulling it away so he couldn't inspect it further.

“It's not,” he replied flatly, “hang on.” Wire shifted you back onto the floor carefully, given Dawn was still asleep in your lap, and disappeared out of the room. He came back a few minutes later with a few supplies, kneeling beside you and gently taking your hand. He cleaned the wound and applied ointment, then wrapped it carefully in a bandage. “You have to take better care of yourself, Heat would be pissed if you left this to get infected.”

“Sorry,” you said meekly. He was right, between this and your neglected breasts, you weren't taking care of yourself - you'd been too worried about Heat. Wire sighed and used a hand on the back of your head to pull you closer, kissing your forehead. Once he was satisfied your hand was taken care of, he sat cross legged next to you and carefully took Dawn from your lap, depositing her still sleeping form in the crook his legs made.

“Get some sleep,” he told you, “I'll wake you if anything changes or if Dawn needs you.”

“Thanks Wire,” you replied, pinching the bridge of your nose where a headache was forming from exhaustion. You'd put all your energy into keeping the group invisible during the journey and hadn't let yourself rest yet. You laid down next to Wire, resting your head on his leg. Your face was close to Dawn's, and her tiny snores soon lulled you into a deep sleep, aided by Wire gently stroking your hair and the steady beeping of Heat's heart rate monitor.

Wire was asleep when you woke up, resting upright against the cabinet behind him, his head lolled to the side. At some point someone had taken Dawn from his lap so the two of you could focus on Heat. Your head was still on Wire's lap, but you shot upright when you looked at Heat and saw his eyes open, smiling weakly at you from where he lay.

“HEAT!” you shouted, waking Wire as well. You scrambled to take Heat's hand, bringing it to your mouth and kissing it before pressing it to your forehead. It was significantly cooler than yesterday, his fever had definitely broken. Wire knelt at his side next to you, brushing the stray hair out of Heat's face and cupping his cheeks.

“Sorry, you both looked so tired, I didn't want to wake you,” Heat whispered. His voice was feeble and husky, but you were happy to hear it all the same. “You're here.”

“We're here,” you confirmed, teary eyed.

“I thought you were another hallucination,” he admitted.

“You had a bad fever,” Wire told him, “we're at the Heart Pirate base, they have you hooked up to medicines and fluids, you're gonna be okay.”

“Damn, must've been bad if Kid accepted help,” Heat coughed a weak laugh. You and Wire snorted, he wasn't wrong. “My dick still attached?”

“Yes Heat, your dick is still attached,” you rolled your eyes sarcastically, trying to let his jokes lighten the mood despite everything that had happened.

“You want to talk about it?” Wire asked him.

“Not right now,” Heat sighed, “just tell me we're going after the fucker who ordered this.”

“As soon as you're on your feet,” Wire assured him, “but you need to rest first. Your body went through a lot.”

“And Dawn?” Heat asked you, “is she okay?”

“Yeah, she's great,” you smiled, wiping a tear from your eye with a sniff, “she was staying here with the Hearts. She's got teeth now, and she's crawling, sort of. Do you want to see her?”

“Not right now,” Heat forced a small smile for you, his eyes closing in exhaustion, “I think I need to sleep more.”

“Do that then, we'll be right here,” Wire told him, “we're not going anywhere,” Wire hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath, “I… we, love you.”

“Mmm, I love you both too,” Heat replied, not even batting an eye at Wire's admission. Wire was a little stunned silent before Heat mustered the last of his energy to look at him. “What, you didn't think I loved you back? Idiot. I've been waiting years for you to say it.”

“You're the idiot,” Wire scoffed, his cheeks uncharacteristically flushed, “go to sleep, dumbass.”

“You're the dumbass,” Heat yawned, “love you both, truly. My twin flames.”

“Sleep, my love,” you cooed. He gave you a small nod and let his head fall to the side to be more comfortable, yawning once more before letting himself fall asleep. You put his hand back down at his side before throwing yourself at Wire, arms around his shoulders as he hugged you back, the two of you having a silent celebration that Heat was through the worst of it and was going to be okay.

All of the commanders were quick healers, and it only took a few days for Heat to be up on his feet. In that time Killer called to report the ship had been successfully retrieved and they were on route to the port closest to you. Heat was doing well, and the Hearts had stitched all his wounds up, leaving what would eventually be minimal scars. Any signs of infection were now erased, and he seemed in high spirits. Heat was already talking about getting repierced, to which Wire told him he was a fucking idiot. You gave the two of them plenty of time alone together, just as Wire gave you time alone with him as well, but most of your time was spent as a trio, happy to all be back together. Heat was of course overjoyed to hold Dawn again, and did so as soon as he was strong enough to sit up.

Heat didn't talk to you or Wire about what had happened, which was beginning to concern the two of you, Wire more than yourself. It was clear, given his injuries and the state he was found in, what he'd been through. You couldn't fault him for not talking, you knew from experience how hard it was to admit to yourself what you'd been through.

Wire didn't understand the same way you did though, he'd never been through anything like that. He thought Heat needed to talk or it would eat away at him, while you understood that he needed time if he was ever going to talk about it. Heat seemed content to make light hearted jokes and ignore everything that'd happened, but Wire was convinced it was just a cover. It probably was, but that didn't change the fact that Heat clearly wasn't ready to talk about it. He had other things on his mind he'd rather focus on, like spending time with his daughter and getting strong again so he could fight Kaido. He absolutely did not want to be benched when the rest of you went to take the emperor on. Given the trauma he'd been through, you didn't blame him for focusing on other things.

You couldn't help the awful guilt you felt about his situation though, especially remembering back to those Beast Pirates in that bar who you now realised had been talking about Heat. Maybe if you'd stuck around and listened longer you would have prioritised looking for him, maybe followed the pirates to find the prison sooner. If you'd just been brave enough to ignore your own trauma you could have saved him from some. Of course you wouldn't admit that to Heat or Wire, you felt too ashamed of yourself, and you certainly didn't want Heat to know that there were pirates out there bragging to whoever would listen about what they'd done to him.

“I just don't think it's healthy,” Wire grumbled. The two of you had left Heat to sleep for a bit, while you discussed plans to meet back up with the others. “He's clearly not okay.”

“So what, you're gonna force him to talk?” You scoffed, “have you ever been sexually assaulted, Wire? He needs time. It could be years before he's ready to talk.”

Wire sighed and ran a tired hand down his face, leaning harder on the wall behind him. His head tilted back and knocked against the wall for a moment, before tilting back forward to look at you. He looked exhausted, and lost. “I just… I don't know what to do,” he admitted, “I'm what… his boyfriend now, I guess? But I'm already doing such a shit job. I should be helping him, right? I don't know what I'm doing, I've never done,” - Wire made a sweeping motion with his hand - “this before.”

“Just be there for him,” you replied, taking a few steps forward and reaching up on your tiptoes so you could cup his face with your hands, “just show him that he's loved. That's what he needs from us right now.”

“I feel useless,” Wire sighed, “but I'm glad I at least have you to guide me. I'm not good at this - emotions and stuff. I've never felt this way before with anyone else, hell I didn't even think I could, but almost losing him… I couldn't deny it any longer. I've never been more scared.”

“I understand what you mean,” you sighed as well in solidarity, appreciating how hard it must be for Wire to be so open and vulnerable with you, “Heat is… special. There's nobody like him. You're not useless, our love will be the force that guides him through this, just have faith, give him time. He helped me through so much, we just need to do the same for him. Just be there for him, show him you care and you love him, he'll get there eventually.”

Wire nodded thoughtfully and rested the weight of his head in your hands, letting his eyes close for a moment. “Are you okay, Wire?” You asked him. His eyes flickered open at the question.

“Just stressed, I guess,” he responded, straightening his posture. Your hands slipped from his face but he took one in his own larger hand, yours being the one with the burn, holding it in the air between you and inspecting it, ensuring your bandages were still in order. Satisfied with the state of them, he let your hands fall together until you were holding hands gently in the space between your bodies, his thumb rubbing over yours. “I appreciate your willingness to be open with this,” he said, idly playing with your hand, “I was worried I was intruding. I mean, you have a daughter with him, you're practically married. I didn't know if I had a place here, with him.”

“Of course you do,” you reassured, “you're just as important to him as Dawn, don't put yourself down.”

“Mmm,” Wire hummed, raising your hand to kiss it, “I understand why he loves you. You're special too, you know.”

“Shush,” you smacked him playfully, “watch yourself or I'll fall in love with you too. Anyway, we should get back to him before he wakes up.” Wire nodded quietly and took your hand, the two of you walking back to the room where Heat was sleeping. Or at least was supposed to be.

As the two of you approached, you heard grunts, and something akin to a pained cry. You exchanged a quick look with Wire, his face showing he was just as concerned as you were, and you both hurried the rest of the short distance to the door, rushing in without knocking. Neither of you expected what you found, thinking Heat was hurt, or perhaps even hurting himself. In a way, he sort of was, but not purposefully.

His cries were out of frustration. Erect cock in his hand, blankets pushed aside, his face flushed with pink. He'd clearly woken aroused, and had thought he could just take care of it before you and Wire got back. The look of shame on his face was clear as he caught sight of you and Wire, rolling to his side with a whimper and pulling the blanket over himself, hiding his reddened face under it. “Please, don't,” he said softly with a disappointed huff, “you don't have to tell me how much I shouldn't be fucking around with it. I know, okay?”

You didn't have to look at Wire, the two of you were on the same wavelength as you both walked towards Heat, laying either side of him and tucking under the blanket to hold him tight, sandwiching him between your bodies. Heat's face was pressed against Wire's chest, while you spooned Heat's back. “I feel broken,” Heat sniffed. Your heart snapped hearing the hurt in his voice. “Can't even fucking jerk off properly anymore. I'm broken. You should both just leave.”

“You think I said I love you because I want to fuck you?” Wire asked, tilting Heat's chin to look at him. His sunken eyes were somehow even sadder than usual, eyes reddened from crying. He must have been awake and trying to get himself off for a while before you returned. “We love you for you, dumbass. You don't owe us your body, we don't need it. Only you.”

“You could be a brain in a jar for all I care,” you added, “you make me laugh, you make me feel loved and wanted. That's all I need.”

Wire, who could still feel Heat's erection pressed against his thigh, ran his thumb over Heat's scarred chin. He knew Heat better than anyone, and the way Heat wouldn't meet his eye told him there was more to be said here. “But you want it, don't you?” Wire inquired. Heat nodded with a quiet whimper, not wanting to verbalise it. It wasn't hard to understand why. He felt like he shouldn't want it. After everything he'd been through, he should be repulsed at the idea of being touched, especially in a sexual way. He was bruised and cut and torn and reliving his trauma in his dreams every time he fell asleep but all he wanted was to feel good and normal, to feel his loved ones touch him softly and prove to him that he was loved. You understood, and so did Wire, it didn't need to be said.

“Shh,” Wire cooed, “if you want us to help you, we will. You only have to ask, Heat. There's no shame here. There's no right or wrong for how you're supposed to feel right now, only you can know the answer to that. Nobody's gonna scold you for wanting to feel some ounce of normalcy.”

“Touch me, please,” Heat begged, almost a cry, finally meeting Wire's eyes. Wire only nodded, and kissed him tenderly, cupping his face with one hand while the other stroked up and down his tattooed arm. You pressed closer to Heat's back, running gentle fingertips down it. The three of you would need to go about this carefully, but that didn't mean it was impossible. If Heat needed this, you would do whatever you could to help him. His nipples were covered in gauze patches, his anus had multiple tears and internal injuries, and the underside of his cock had three sets of stitches as well as several burns from the electrical torture, but that didn't mean there were no options. The rest of his body, while bruised and still healing in some places, was mostly fine, as well as the top side and head of his cock, and many androgynous zones like his neck were okay to touch. You had your own ways as well.

“Heat, do you want me to use my fruit?” You asked softly, “I can stimulate the parts of you that can't be touched right now.” Heat nodded and you got up, you hadn't been wearing your visor since you woke up and needed it to disengage the seastone on your bracelet. When you returned the three of you shuffled into a comfortable position; you sitting up against a wall, Heat resting face up, almost laying in your lap, and Wire between his legs. Heat's cock was still exposed, as it had been for several days now, as he wore only a hospital style gown to give access to his injuries. You unfastened the shoulder ties on the gown and Wire carefully pulled it over Heat's head, leaving him entirely naked. He shivered at the exposure, so you wrapped your arms around him to lend him your warm. Your breasts pressed against his back, which gave you another idea.

“Heat, do you want milk?” You asked, thinking it might offer him some comfort. Wire raised a brow but said nothing, he'd been sexually involved with Heat for years and breastfeeding was definitely not high on the list of weird kinks Heat had. Being that Wire didn't have the equipment for it though, he had no idea Heat was into that. Heat's eyes flicked to Wire for a moment, a little unsure about feeding in front of him, before ultimately deciding that his need outweighed his discomfort. He nodded and you shuffled around a little, moving more to his side and cradling his head gently.

Heat watched eagerly as you pulled your shirt over your head, slipping it carefully over your visor, your breasts enlarged by milk falling into place. He pressed his face into them and inhaled deeply, before looking up at you with sullen eyes and latching on to one nipple. You made a small whine at the feel of your lover's mouth on your breast, having not felt it in such a long time. Kid wasn't your lover, not like Heat and Killer, and Killer wasn't into breastfeeding, so he'd avoided your nipples for a while now. Wire watched with curiosity as Heat's eyes closed, cock twitching in response to the comforting milk.

You exchanged a look with Wire, nodding for him to continue, and the tall man took Heat's needy cock in his hands carefully. He considered for a moment what he was even capable of doing, before bending to take the head of it in his mouth, using his tongue to stimulate the smooth skin. Meanwhile, he brushed his fingers up and down the top of Heat's length, as though petting an animal, his other hand coming up underneath to massage Heat's balls.

Heat groaned against your breast as you carded your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp in a way you knew he liked as he suckled at your tit. You used your devil fruit to increase Heat's pleasure, making him feel like Wire was able to wrap his hand entirely around Heat's cock, matching the sensation to Wire's motions. With his eyes closed it was easy for him to give in to the illusion that there was nothing wrong, just a normal shallow blowjob. It felt good, he felt more whole, less like he'd just been horribly abused. This is what he wanted, just a moment to feel like nothing had happened, so he could just be happy for a little while.

“Good boy, Heat,” you cooed, “you're doing so well, letting us take care of you.” Heat groaned into your skin, his hand running down your front. He wanted to touch you and confirm that this wasn't all just for show, that you really wanted this, that you still wanted him when he was so messed up. His fingers caught the hem of your skirt and pulled it up to bunch at your belly, before threading his hand under the waistband of your panties. Your breath hitched as he found your folds, dipping his fingers between and groaning at how wet you were as he played with you. He had no precise goal in mind, he just wanted to feel your body and remember how you felt under his fingertips. “You-you don't have to do that,” you puffed, biting back a moan as he rolled his thumb over your clit.

“Want to,” he mumbled against your tit, “wanna feel you too.”

“Okay,” you relented, parting your legs a little further for him. You had to hook one leg over his abdomen to make space for his hand, but as soon as you did he took the opportunity to press his fingers into you. “Ahh, fuck,” you moaned as he slowly pumped you with two fingers, still massaging your nipple with his tongue, and draining every drop of milk he could. You could worry about feeding Dawn later, there was plenty of formula for her here, right now Heat was your priority.

Not wanting Wire to feel left out, you used your fruit to stimulate him too. His eyes went wide as he paused working on Heat for a moment, surprised by the foreign feeling, before he groaned and returned to sucking Heat's cock, looking at you through half lidded eyes. He ground himself against the floor for additional relief, your stimulation of his nerves made him feel like he needed to be moving. The room was quiet save for heavy breaths, shared moans and the rustling of fabric as the three of you just slowly enjoyed each other, just appreciating being together and alive.

Heat swapped to your other breast, looking up at you as he swiped his tongue over the first to catch anything left before taking the other in his mouth, groping the first with his hand now that he knew no milk would be lost. He added a third finger into you, curling them to spur you on and pressing a thumb to your clit. You moaned and bucked against his hand, feeling your abdomen pulling tight at his work. Heat wasn't far off himself, his hips raising to delve further into Wire's mouth before Wire put a stern hand on either hip, keeping Heat from hurting himself. You increased your stimulation on Heat's nerves to compensate, until he pulled off your breast panting heavily, his head falling back against your arm as his eyes squeezed shut in anticipation.

“Need to feel you cum,” he begged, “need it, cum for me, please.” You couldn't deny his plea, so you used your fruit to give yourself the last push you needed to get there, so he could get there. You were fine with shortening your own pleasure if it meant allowing him his. Your panties soaked with your release as you shook, moaning out Heat's name as you contracted around his fingers. The wetness in his hand and you moaning his name was the last bit he needed to finish, and he called for Wire as he flooded the taller man's mouth with cum. Wire swallowed what he was given happily, licking away the last few drops until he was certain Heat was done.

Heat panted and went boneless in your arms, a small smile on his face. It was the first time you'd seen him smile in weeks, your own smile forming to mirror his. Wire crawled the length of Heat's body to kiss him, before leaning up and kissing you as well. You could taste Heat's release on his tongue as it pressed against yours, making you whine and feel needy again. Heat's fingers were still inside you, and he felt you twitch with the newfound need as your hips shifted to seek more movement.

Heat was watching you kiss Wire from where he lay in your arms, and he liked how it looked. He pulled his fingers out of you, before grabbing Wire's hand and forcing it into your panties. Both you and Wire gasped at the sudden forcefulness, looking at each other and Heat in confusion, but for some reason neither of you protested Wire's warm hand against your cunt. “Fuck her,” Heat commanded. He wasn't often bossy, so the command made both you and Wire shiver. “I wanna hear her scream.”

Wire was already playing with your pussy, making you hold on to him for support as his much longer fingers found your entrance and slipped inside. “Feel how wet and needy she is?” Heat continued, “she needs a cock. Fuck her, for me.”

“You sure?” Wire asked, though you weren't sure who the question was directed at. Heat had always enjoyed watching others receive pleasure, Wire knew this, but he felt like he was intruding in this context. They'd shared casual partners before, but before you Heat had never had a proper girlfriend, this felt like a different ball game to Wire.

“Fuck her hard,” Heat confirmed, “make her feel good.”

Wire didn't wait for anymore confirmation before you were being manhandled by him. He flipped your bracelet before removing your mask and stripping your already soaked panties. He pulled your body so you were on top of Heat on all fours, giving your boyfriend a perfect view of your face as Wire pulled down his shorts enough to free his cock and pressed his erection against your cunt. “Eyes on me,” Heat commanded as you closed your eyes in anticipation, forcing you to open them again and look at him. There was a determination on his face, as well as a dark hunger in his eyes.

The breath was forced out of you as Wire slid inside you. You could feel he was larger than the other three commanders, your pussy stretching with a slight sting to accommodate his girth. It seemed like his length would go forever as he got deeper, until his tip kissed your cervix and you made a short whimper. He stopped where he was, his base unable to meet flush with you, proving just how big he was, matching his height. He gave you a few moments to adjust, but didn't leave them empty. A clap rang out through the room as Wire's hand made contact with the flesh of your ass, making you let out an unexpected grunt. “Fuck,” you huffed.

“Yeah, you liked that?” Wire asked, voice sultry and teasing. You nodded with a mumbled “mmm” and he spanked you again, harder. “Words, use them,” he growled.

“Yes!” You squeaked, “I- I like it!”

“Good girl,” Wire cooed, before withdrawing his cock and slamming it back into you. He started a bruising pace immediately, intermittently disrupted by spanks that left your ass reddened. Heat had told him to fuck you hard, and he was taking that to heart.

Meanwhile, Heat's eyes were solely focused on your face, his hands running up and down your sides softly, contrasting with Wire's rough treatment. Your pussy made pornographic wet squelches as Wire's cock pistoned in and out of you, his girth filling you entirely and setting off every sensitive nerve. When he wasn't spanking you, he was groping your ass and thighs, and soothing his hands over the reddened skin only to redden it further. He purred praises about how tight and wet you were, how well you took him, how pretty the sounds you made were. The whole experience was making your head spin, your brows furrowing as you tried to close your eyes but Heat growled at you. He cupped your face hard, squeezing your cheeks and forcing you to look at him. He ran his thumb over your bottom lip and groaned as you eagerly took it in your mouth and sucked on it, looking at him with a fucked out expression.

The way you whined around his thumb told him how close you were, eyes every now and then rolling back in pleasure as Wire fucked you hard and fast, your body jostled back and forth as you knelt over Heat. Wire could feel it too, as your cunt fluttered around him, and his fingertips dug into the plush of your thighs. He was close as well, already halfway there when he'd started because of your devil fruit.

“Heat, where do you want me to cum?” Wire asked between groans and heavy breaths.

“Spray her back,” Heat told him, “mark her. I want her to feel what a little slut she is.” Your eyes widened with a whine, Heat had never called you anything like that before, you kinda liked it when it was coming from him. He used his thumb in your mouth to force it open, playing with your tongue but wanting to not muffle your sounds. “Tell him what you want,” he commanded you, letting your mouth move freely as he fully removed his thumb.

“I-I want your cum, Wire!” You moaned, feeling yourself about to snap at the forced dirty words, “Cum on me, please. I'm gonna- fuck, fuck, c-umming!” You let out a deep groan and tried to bury your face against Heat's chest, but he held your face tight, forcing you to keep eye contact as you came. Your eyes rolled and you saw white as you clamped down around Wire, the added tightness making it almost impossible for him to pull out, the first few spurts of his cum deposited inside you before the rest splattered against your ass.

“Fuck,” Wire swore, collapsing with a shiver against your back.

“There's my good girl,” Heat cooed, pushing strands of hair out of your face and craning his neck to kiss you tenderly. “Thanks for indulging me.”

“Mmm,” you murmured back with a small smile, nuzzling into his shoulder with a contented sigh. The three of you rolled to the side to lay down, this time with you in the middle of the sandwich. You and Heat exchanged soft kisses for an age, while Wire nestled against your back, breathing in your scent. After a while he got up, returning with water and clean rags, cleaning both you and Heat before resuming his earlier position, the blankets now pulled up to cover the three of you on your makeshift floor bed, eventually filling the room with soft snores.

A/N: Next week will be the grand finale of Wavelengths! On Tuesday ch 55 will release as usual, then ch 56 will release on Wednesday to round out the fic. Thanks for all your love on Wavelengths, I hope you all enjoy the finale!

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