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KINKTOBER (19: Double Penetration)

Fuckboy! Michael Langdon+Reader+Incubus! Michael Langdon.

Also guys this is also based on another drabble, and if you want to send more asks for “fuckboy” Michael I am always here for it...

SUMMARY: Michael can’t help but love your devilish mind, sometimes.

WARNINGS: Vaginal/Anal Sex, Unprotected (USE A PROTECTION KIDS, I LOVE YOU AND STAY SAFE)/Oral Sex (Female Receiving)/Incubus involved in sex/Double Penetretation.

Since you and Michael had started a relationship, you had been quite open with your sex life.

And to think that you were a shy virgin, at the start of it…

… a virgin who would have never dared to ask him the same thing you had whispered in his ear that night, after maybe a bit too much of the wine you had stolen from Cordelia’s cardboard.

“I want to try… “a little adorable sigh had escaped your mouth “… from the back”.

He had replied tenderly that as soon as you got over the hangover, he would have satisfied that little fantasy of yours

But you had gone bolder, smirking brighter, and leaning closer, your voice was higher.

You were thankful you were alone.

“…  not just you sweetie” and you had slapped softly his shoulder “… I mean, only you… but… like… two of you”.

The following day, with a terrible headache, you had gone back to your room, already alerted by the fact that Madison wasn’t in it,  since she usually slept far past noon and lived the night freely, outside of Robinchaux.

“A true animal of the night” had mumbled her blonde roommate but you knew perfectly that most of the time she spent those nights entwined with Zoe.

But you didn’t give it too much thought till you recognized Michael’s silhouette, which stood rigid next to your window, his face facing the elegant view of the flower garden you had from your room.

But what surprised you even further was that another Michael enveloped you tightly in his arms, surprising you enough that you were unable to move.

He blocked you and giggled into your hair, pushing himself to move closer and make you feel his hard-on, already erected against your soft bum, only the little black skirt you wore separating you from his throbbing manhood.

You thought it had be an illusion or an hallucination, but the other Michael turned at you, staring at you with deep and completely black eyes, watching the way your mouth opened and gawked, meanwhile the other Michael, the real one, or so you thought, humped your backside, mouthing your neck with kisses.

“… what is going on?” you asked breathily, meanwhile Michael with the black eyes, walked to you and shut you up with a kiss, a deep and growling kiss, extremely savage and almost beastly.

“Don’t you remember what you told me last night?” real! Michael mumbled in your ear, whispering gently what you didn’t remember and making you blush, meanwhile the other Michael, pushed a knee between your legs, rubbing your core, panty-clad still, with it.

At first you didn’t remember because of the alcohol and the arousal that was growing in your panties from being thoroughly rubbed over your them, a kind of slow teasing that clouded your mind.

“… you asked me to get somebody else, to join us, another me…” he suckled a small hickey on your neck to heighten the suspense “… so that you could experience it from another… perspective”.

Your drunken blabber came all back to you and you blushed even further but allowed the other Michael to lay a few more kisses onto your lips.

“… if you are still up for it” he smirked, meanwhile he continued the trace of hickeys, even going as far as to lower gently your shirt, showing off your pretty collarbones, which caught the glance of the demonic Michael “… we are more than happy to be your humble servants”.

You pushed him away a bit, to discuss with the real! Michael, turning to him and mumbling, hoping the other man couldn’t hear you.

“… what the hell is it?” you mumbled, but he just smirked and turned towards the other Michael, marking the question at him.

“I am an incubus, my lady” he smirked, showing of sharp teeth and a twisted tongue, that somehow got you wondering whether it would have felt good to feel down there “… at your and my lord’s service”.

“He can change his shape to suit who you desire the most” Michael smiled, groping you through the fabric of your shirt, more to show off his power to the Incubus, to let him know who ruled here, over your body, than for your actual pleasure.

You were unable to actually deny that the thought of taking two Michael at the same time didn’t arouse you, and strangely you found yourself without any shame to your thoughts, just hazy in the teasing pleasure they had worked you into.

Almost as an aroused frenzy.

“… how do we do it” you simply muttered, and they both shared a smirk and before you knew it also Incubus! Michael’s eyes were normal and now they were truly identical: that could be troubling…

… or damnably arousing.

“Get on the bed” commanded you without the battling their eyes, who should have been your Michael, and you followed his order, meanwhile Incubus! Michael inched closer to the bed, dipping onto it and hovering over you.

He was the one in charge of undressing you, putting quite the show for the real Michael, who had sat down the bed, examining your undressed body and gently passing a hand onto it, caressing you softly, almost as if to calm a shy prey.

“…are you ready, sweetheart?” he asked, watching your eyes, meanwhile his fingers went between your naked folds, gently pushing the “v” of his middle and index finger up and down your pearl and the area immediately under it.

Your response was a shy breath, mostly due to the Incubus, actually using that forked tongue between your legs (it was divine, indeed).

And it was the incubus who pushed himself into your wet heat, firstly, pure bliss being shown in his eyes and Michael smirked, meanwhile he got behind you, with a lube bottle.

You were on top of the incubus, meanwhile Michael stood behind you, prepping your body with swift hands, circling his fingers around your little button, till it opened, blossoming for him.

You worked even faster the cock between your legs, and the incubus seemed desperate for more, buckling up into you, which got Michael to smirk at him softly, as if he pitied him.

“Doesn’t she feel good?” he cooed at him “… I found my very own personal Heaven between her legs each time”.

You hummed, hoping for more than his fingers, although the pain of the stretch hurt you desperately, but the pleasure from the incubus hitting that perfect spot…

It all soothed you to the point that the pain and the pleasure were mixed so good you were in another dimension.

It took three fingers and the incubus softly rubbing your clit, meanwhile his tongue worked wonders in your mouth, for you to reach your first orgasm, but you knew it was far from over.

“… are you ready also for me, beloved?” smirked Michael, from your back, teasing your puckering and gaping asshole with his own manhood, dipping it in the mix of juices that came from your shared releases.

“Are you ready for me, lover?” you replied, teasing him with an annoyed sing-song voice, that got you quite a sharp slap on your ass.

“… then take it, my pretty whore” and he pushed himself inside you, without giving you any warnings and it hurt… God did it hurt… but it didn’t make you feel any less, feeling two identical cocks nestling themselves in your womanhood, which welcomed then with warmth and tightness and they both moaned as they felt each other through the small barrier.

It was a beautiful feeling to know the other so carnally and deeply and it shot a deep pleasure in both your soul and his.

It took you both a bit to reach a similar rhythm, working all three together, in order to be the most efficient possible with each other, pushing and pulling, bucking up and down with your hips, till it stopped hurt and it was just decadent pleasure.

You all moved: the incubus under you, meanwhile you tried to keep the rhythm, alongside Michael, hissing sharply due to the tightness of your virgin hole, slapping your ass, meanwhile the incubus groped your shapes tighter, as if he didn’t want him to leave you, as if you were the succubus, consuming him.

It kept going on desperately, till they were a mess of sweat and fluids and they had reached their climax again and again, till they finally had enough and they separated, with the men exiting your holes, seeing again their fluids mix and spill out of her.

“…wasn’t it a fun idea, sweetheart?” giggled Michael as you ended up on top of him, the incubus on top of your chest, getting his hair caressed meanwhile his tongue lashed out.

“Definitely the best”.

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