Dravic didn't slow down.
His hips rolled again—deeper this time, deliberate, the thick length of him dragging against every oversensitive inch inside me. The new angle with my legs over his shoulders folded me open completely; there was nowhere to hide from the stretch, the burn, the relentless fullness.
"Ahh—! N-no—argh—!" My voice cracked into a sob, tears streaming freely now, hot and unstoppable down my cheeks. Every thrust punched a fresh wave of pain through me—sharp, throbbing, radiating out from where we were joined. "It hurts—haah—hurts so much—please—!"
Why won't he stop? I told him it hurts. I can't breathe—I can't—fuck, it's splitting me—
Dravic groaned low against my chest, mouth still latched around one nipple—sucking hard, tongue flicking over the swollen peak in wet, rhythmic pulls. Suck-pop. Suck-pop. The sensation clashed horribly with the pain below; my body jerked between the two feelings, confused and overwhelmed.
"Fuck… you're so tight," he rasped, voice wrecked and thick with pleasure. He thrust again—slow but forceful—bottoming out with a wet slap of skin on skin. "Taking me so deep… gods, Renji…"
Another sob tore out of me—loud, broken. "Aaaah—! Stop—nngh—too deep—argh—!" My hands clawed at Morvash's arms behind me, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks. Tears blurred my vision; I could barely see Dravic's face anymore, just the dark blur of him moving between my spread legs.
Morvash's grip on my waist tightened—almost bruising. He'd been rocking slow before, but now he moved harder—hips snapping up beneath me in short, insistent thrusts. His cock slid hot and thick along my ass, the head catching and dragging over sensitive skin with every motion, grinding against the base of my tailbone like he was trying to mark me from the outside too.
"Haaah—Morvash—don't—!" I cried, voice hitching into another sob. The dual movement—Dravic driving deep in front, Morvash grinding hard from behind—made everything feel impossibly fuller, impossibly painful. "Nngh—ahh—hurts—both of you—please—!"
Morvash's mouth found my ear again—hot breath, then his tongue tracing the shell before sucking the lobe hard. Pop. "Shh… just feel it," he murmured, voice low and rough with his own arousal. "You're shaking so pretty… fuck, listen to those sounds you're making…"
He rolled his hips harder—deliberate now, matching Dravic's rhythm so every time Dravic pulled back, Morvash pushed up, trapping me in the middle of their movements. The friction along my ass burned; the pressure inside from Dravic made my walls flutter and clench in helpless spasms.
"Ah—! Aaaah—!" My moans dissolved into continuous crying—high, wrecked sobs mixed with hurt whimpers. "Hnn… argh… can't—can't take it—hurts—haah—!"
I'm going to break. It's too much. They're not listening—they're enjoying this. Why does my body keep tightening around him like it wants it? I hate this—I hate crying—I just want it to stop—
Dravic switched to the other nipple—teeth grazing the sensitive bud before sucking it deep into his mouth. Suck. Pop. His free hand braced on the mattress beside Morvash's hip for leverage as he picked up speed—thrusts turning sharper, deeper, every slide accompanied by filthy wet schlick-schlick sounds and the rhythmic slap-slap of his hips meeting mine.
"Fuck… cry for me," Dravic growled against my skin, voice trembling with restraint barely holding. "Love how you sound when it hurts… so fucking tight…"
Another hard thrust—deeper than before. Pain exploded white-hot behind my eyes.
"AAAAHH—!" The scream ripped out of me—raw, desperate, echoing off the walls. Fresh tears poured down; my whole body shook violently between them. "Please—slow—argh—can't—breathe—hurts—!"
Morvash's hand slid down—wrapping around my neglected cock again, stroking once, twice—rough and fast. The sudden touch made me buck hard, sobbing louder—"Nngh—ahh—no—don't—!"
But he didn't stop. Neither did Dravic.
They moved together now—harder, faster—Dravic pounding deep inside, Morvash grinding relentlessly from behind. Wet sounds, skin slapping, my endless broken cries and sobs filling the room like a storm.
I was lost in it—pain so sharp it blurred into something overwhelming, tears streaming, body trembling uncontrollably, caught and claimed and hurting between them with no end in sight.
Morvash's arms tightened around my waist for a moment—steady, possessive—before he shifted his grip. "Come here," he murmured low against my ear, voice rough with want. "Let's get you comfortable."
Dravic didn't stop moving—his thrusts stayed slow but deep, each one punching another sharp wave of pain through me. "Ahh—nngh—!" I sobbed, body jerking with every roll of his hips. Tears kept sliding down my cheeks; I could taste salt on my lips.
Morvash guided me down carefully, easing me backward until my back met the mattress. He made space above me—kneeling up so he wasn't sitting on my chest, just hovering, thighs bracketing my shoulders. He reached behind my head, fluffing the pillow higher so my face tilted up toward him, neck arched, mouth level with his hips.
His cock—thick, flushed, glistening—bobbed right in front of my face now, the head brushing my lower lip with every small movement he made.
"Suck it, Renji," Morvash said quietly, almost gentle despite the command. "I want you to suck my cock."
I shook my head weakly—tears spilling faster. "Mmmph—no—can't—ahh—!" The word dissolved into a broken moan as Dravic thrust harder suddenly, driving deep enough to make my whole body arch off the bed. "Haaah—! Hurts—nngh—!"
Inner thought: I can't do both. I can't breathe already—how am I supposed to—fuck, it's too much, everything hurts, I just want them to slow down—
Morvash's hand came to my cheek—thumb stroking over the wet tracks of tears, then sliding to my jaw. He pressed gently but firmly, coaxing my mouth open while the hot head of his cock nudged insistently against my lips.
"Good… open," he murmured, voice low and coaxing.
I resisted for a heartbeat—lips trembling—then slowly parted them, just enough. The moment the head slipped past my lips, a muffled, choked moan vibrated around him—"Mmmph—nngh—!"—because Dravic chose that exact second to slam in deeper, hips snapping forward with a wet slap.
"Ah—! Mmmph—!" The sound came garbled, trapped between my mouth and the thick length sliding slowly over my tongue. Saliva pooled immediately; I tried to swallow around him but only managed another helpless whimper—"Hnn… ugh—!"
Morvash groaned low in his throat, hips twitching forward. "Ugh… your mouth is so warm, Renji… fuck, I want to move even deeper."
He started rocking—slow, shallow rolls at first—pushing a little more past my lips with each motion. The head bumped the back of my throat; I gagged softly, eyes watering harder, but he held my face steady with one hand on my cheek, the other braced on the headboard.
I tried to pull back—instinct, panic—but Dravic's next thrust shoved me forward onto Morvash instead. "Mmmph—! Hnn—!" Another choked moan, muffled and wet around the cock filling my mouth. Drool leaked from the corners of my lips, sliding down my chin.
Can't breathe—can't think—everything's too full—mouth, ass, chest hurts from crying—why won't they let me just—fuck, I'm drowning in it—
Dravic's voice came rough above me, strained with pleasure. "Look at him… taking both of us so well even when he's crying." He picked up speed—thrusts turning sharper, harder—each one forcing my body to rock forward onto Morvash's cock. "Fuck… feel how he clenches every time I go deep? Like he can't decide if he hates it or needs more."
Morvash answered with a low laugh that vibrated straight through me. "He needs it." His hips moved a little faster now—shallow but insistent—fucking slowly into my mouth while keeping my head cradled in place. "That's it… just like that… let me feel your tongue."
I tried to obey—tongue pressing weakly against the underside—but another brutal thrust from Dravic made me choke again. "Guh—mmph—!" Saliva bubbled around Morvash's shaft; tears streamed sideways into my hair. My hands clawed uselessly at the sheets, then at Morvash's thighs—trying to push, trying to breathe, failing at both.
Dravic leaned down—chest brushing my raised legs still draped over his shoulders—mouth finding my nipple again. He sucked hard—teeth grazing—while his hips kept pounding. "You're so fucking perfect like this… crying around his cock, squeezing mine… gods, Renji…"
Morvash's hand slid into my hair—gentle but firm—guiding my head to take another inch. "Breathe through your nose… good boy… just a little more…"
I tried—short, panicked inhales through my nose—but every thrust from Dravic below shoved me deeper onto Morvash. Wet, choking sounds filled the air—gluck-gluck muffled around cock—mixed with my endless, broken moans—"Mmmph—nngh—hah—!"
I'm going to pass out. Can't get air—throat's burning—ass is on fire—everything hurts and they're moaning like it's the best thing they've ever felt—I hate how my body keeps reacting—why won't it stop clenching—
They moved in tandem now—Dravic fucking hard and deep from below, Morvash rocking steady into my mouth—trapping me completely between them. Pain throbbed everywhere; tears wouldn't stop; muffled sobs and whimpers vibrated around Morvash's length with every breath I managed to steal.
The room echoed with wet sounds, skin slapping, their low groans of pleasure, and my helpless, hurting cries.