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quinloki · 1 year ago

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Kinktober 2023 - Finale

For today something a little... desperate.

Character: Izou, Marco, Thatch, Ace Reader: non-binary/afab Warnings: oral of both kinds, anal fingering, partial devil fruit transformation, brat-tamer getting topped, juggling five people was difficult -- Not edited or reviewed, sorry for how raw this might be!

Summary: Now there's all five - ends a little abruptly, but I needed to be done with it tonight cause I start NaNoWriMo tomorrow. Next Kinktober I might just re-write all these to flesh them out a little more >.>

Notes: It was an experience doing Kinktober like this for the first time. 25 of 31 items completed isn't a bad first go, especially with everything else that popped up in life and all.

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You came down from your earlier high and found yourself sitting in Marco’s lap. Ace and Izou were knelt on pillows, stomachs on Marco’s bed, bare asses in the air. Thatch was knuckles deep in Ace and Izou, and while the latter was taking it well, the former was practically clawing at the bed.

“If you wanted to top Izou as part of your celebration, hot shot,” Thatch hums. “You should’ve known there was going to be a catch.”

“Haa, ye-yeah,” Ace huffs, bucking back against Thatch’s hand involuntarily. “I just didn’t think that taking it why-while I guh-give it was going to-hnnngh! Thatch! You did that on purpose!” Ace snaps and Thatch just laughs.

“You need better control.” Izou says evenly. “He can’t mess with you if he doesn’t kno-know!” Izou hisses, sucking in a breath before leveling an unamused look at Thatch.

“Don’t dismiss my talents.” Thatch asserts with a wide grin. “So what do I get if you both cum before Ace rails you, eh Izou?”

“Revenge.” Izou warns icily.

Thatch hums, and Izou’s grip on the sheets tightens. He grumbles something under his breath, but you can’t make it out.

You look up at Marco who has an amused grin on his face. He looks down at you and his smile brightens.

“Feeling better, yoi?” He asks quietly.

You nod. “I… want to help Thatch.” You whisper back.

“Mm, cheeky lil’ thing, aren’t you?” Marco muses, helping you stand up before standing up as well.

“And what are you two doing?” Izou snaps. He’s not used to being at anyone else’s mercy, and his attempts to maintain his composure have him on edge.

“Helping, yoi.” Marco answers evenly. “Who do you want to help, pretty bird?”

“Ah… Ace.” You answer, having a hard time looking at Marco.

“Leaving me with the dragon, huh?” He muses, leaning down and whispering into your ear. “Not a choice that’ll protect you from me or Izou, pretty bird.”

You can feel the blood rush through you as you manage a soft smile. “No… probably not.” You admit, looking over at him for a second before walking over to Ace.

Working with Ace, you move so that you’re up against the bedside, in a position where you can suck his cock while Thatch continues to loosen him up. Marco does the same thing with Izou.

You can feel Ace’s body tense and shudder as you start to lick and suck him. He’s caught between Thatch’s fingers and your mouth, but he didn’t even ask you what you were doing when you settled against the bed.

“Too, too long,” Ace pants, his hips shifting a little as his need compels him to try and go deeper into your mouth. “Be-been too long.”

You grin as you kiss along his length. “Everyone keeps saying that. You all make it sound like you aren’t busy commanders.”

“Being, ahh-nngh, being understanding, isn’t go-going to save you.” Izou manages, a soft, shivering moan escaping his lips despite his best efforts.

“For someone not normally in this position, you’re enjoying yourself.” Thatch muses. “I wonder if me an’ Marco can’t push you over the edge before the brat loses?”

“Don’t you- Ahhhnnngh! Mar-Marco!” Izou gasps. “Trans-Transforming your tongue is che-cheating!” Izou’s hands were on Marco’s shoulders, and the doctor had an iron grip on Izou’s hips. Regardless of whatever the repercussions would be for forcing the primary dom in your little group to cum whether he wanted to or not, it was too hot for any of you to care.

The idea of Marco transforming just his tongue was driving into your brain, however, over everything else. You hummed against Ace’s cock, sucking and licking with a stronger need, fingers trailing heavily down the backs of his thighs.

“Hey, hey, don’t… duh… don’t – st-stop.” Ace’s voice shifts from pleading to airy, hands holding onto the bedding for dear life. You can feel his body tensing and trembling, and you know half the reason he’s losing control is because he’s keeping his flames under control.

“Seas and gods it’s too long.” Izou huffs, blood rushing under his skin and flushing his usually pale complexion red. “I can’t-.”

“I’m gonna cum!” Ace gasps.

“-better not spill a drop, bastard bird!” Izou growls. You can hear his words as Ace twitches in your mouth, cumming hot and fast as you focus on swallowing it all. Each twitch of your throat makes him gasp and squirm, caught between your mouth and Thatch’s fingers.

“Well, that was effectively a tie.” Thatch says, amusement dripping from his voice.

“You’re all on choppy water.” Izou grumbles, trying not to sound as satisfied as he is.

“You liked it, yoi.” Marco asserts as Izou steps away. You look over when Ace crumples to the floor to catch his breath and see Marco’s long phoenix tongue snake out from between his lips and wiggle at Izou.

Your hands go over your face, and you look away much faster than you mean to. You can feel the heat rushing through your body and the silence in the room means most of them have noticed. You can hear someone move, but it’s the warm breath against your shoulders that gives it away before you hear Marco’s voice by your ear.

“It seems I have something you… want, pretty bird.” He says the words softly, his fingers sliding down your arm.

“T-tonight’s for Ace.” You assert.

“Ace is getting what he wants, yoi.” Marco replies, arms already encircling you to lift you up onto the bed. “If you lay down here, you’ll have a front row seat, pretty bird.” He assures you, laying you down on the bed.

Izou lays down next to you. He’s regained his composure for the most part, but seeing him on his back like that is rare. His eye flit from you to Ace and he smiles.

“You’re both so cute.” He muses. “Stand there slack-jawed too long hot stuff, and I’m going to rescind my agreement.”

Ace snaps his jaw shut and shakes his head before he steps forward, taking Izou’s legs into his arms. You couldn’t shake the feeling that even though Ace was topping him, Izou was completely in control. He appeared beautiful and almost vulnerable laid out like that, but it was more like a cat showing its belly.

Warm hands against your legs pull your attention away from admiring Izou. Marco’s knelt between your thighs, and begins to kiss along the inside of them when you look at him. His gaze is holding yours and you shiver a little as the strange, long, partially transformed tongue slips across your skin.

“Ha-have you ever, uh… used that before?” You question softly.

Marco shakes his head. “Such small fine partial transformations are tricky, yoi. An arm or a leg is relatively easy compared to say, a single talon. A tongue without any other part of my head changing took some practice.”

“And when, pray tell, did you start practicing that?” Izou questions as Ace starts to push into him. “Ah, here, let me hold this.” He says, grabbing one of his legs and adjusting the angle for Ace a little.

Marco’s eyes shift from Izou back to yours. “Couple o’ years.” He answers pointedly and you hear Izou grunt.

The doctor’s long fingers spread your labia as he puts one of your legs over his shoulder. “Watch Izou, pretty bird.” He commands, and with great effort you manage to pull your eyes away from his. You catch Izou’s gaze as your lips part, letting out of a soft sigh as Marco places a warm kiss between your thighs.

He places kisses for a couple moments, not using his tongue, and purposefully dancing around your clit. He just keeps you spread open, his hot breath the only warning before he places another kiss on your soaking folds. Izou’s slender fingers weave between yours, holding your hand as Ace sighs.

“All the way in.” His voice is already shaky, and you can tell he’s trying his best to keep from cumming too fast. Even with the release you helped him with earlier, getting to top Izou was something Ace had talked about for a while.

“My turn.” Thatch says, setting his legs wide so he was low enough to push into Ace’s ass.

“Hnnngh… That’s! Haa, hhaaa-shit, this is almost too much!” Ace grunts, almost holding onto Izou more than he’s holding him into place.

“I warned you it was going to be intense.” Izou purrs, glancing over to Ace even as he continues to face you. “But oh no, you could handle it. Brave new second commander.”

“I – I can, I can!” Ace asserts as Thatch’s arms wrap around him from behind.

Thatch is enjoying himself, buried in Ace. He’s leaving little kisses against the younger man’s neck, letting his hands wander over Ace’s chest. “There,” he hums after a moment. “I’ll stay just like this, so you can treat Izou nice and fuck yourself on my cock, little firefly.”

You gasp. “Thatch you swa-swaaaah-swore!” You cry out as a strange sensation rushes you. Marco’s tongue is twisting and coiling in your pussy, but it’s also rubbing against your clit. Your body shivers at the rush of pleasure. The tongue inside you is smooth as far as you can tell, but the part against your clit is a little rough. It’s not painful, but it’s more than you’re used to.

Your free hand clutches the sheets as the fingers on your other hand tighten against Izou’s hand. His eyes shift away from Ace for a moment to regard you and he smiles.

“Our sweet little flower, look at you blooming already.” He muses before turning back to Ace. “You can move faster than that, I promise.”

“I… I know, it’s just,” Ace gasps, the rhythm of his hips stuttering a little before he finds a pace. “It’s so hot and tight.”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Thatch husks his question into Ace’s ear, reaching beyond him to stroke Izou’s cock.

Ace starts to answer, but words fail him and he just nods.

“Keep moving,” Thatch urges. “He’s close when his brows start to knit. His lips will part a little as he breathes heavier the closer he gets. He’ll get prettier and prettier.”

“Until he buh-blooms.” Ace nearly gasps the words.

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