"Nnngh—hah—!" A low, shattered moan slipped out of me as the pressure vanished, leaving me gaping, dripping, and throbbing. Cum leaked hot and thick down the insides of my thighs, pooling on the sheets beneath us.
Renji's body went completely limp between them. His head lolled forward against Morvash's shoulder, arms slack around his neck, legs dangling uselessly.
Dravic exhaled roughly, brushing sweat-damp hair from Renji's forehead.
"Yeah… he passed out."
Morvash let out a low, breathless laugh, still cradling Renji against his chest.
"Yeah. He must be really tired."
Dravic glanced at Morvash over Renji's shoulder, a dark glint still in his eyes.
"Help me carry him."
Morvash raised an eyebrow, shifting Renji's weight slightly.
"Carry? Where to?"
Dravic's lips curved—slow, predatory.
"Didn't you still want more?"
Morvash's gaze dropped to Renji's slack, sweat-slick body, then back up to Dravic. A slow, hungry smile spread across his face.
"Uh… yeah. Right."
They moved carefully—almost gently.
Dravic slid his arms under Renji's thighs while Morvash hooked under his shoulders. Together they lifted him off the mattress, Renji's head falling back limply against Morvash's shoulder, legs dangling, cum still dripping slowly down his inner thighs.
They stood now—Morvash at Renji's back, chest pressed to his spine, arms wrapped securely around his torso from behind. Dravic stood in front, facing him, hands braced on Renji's hips.
Dravic tilted his head, voice low.
"Alright… who goes first?"
Morvash's breath ghosted Renji's neck.
"Go on. I'll put it in next."
Dravic didn't hesitate. He aligned himself—blunt, slick head nudging Renji's swollen, leaking entrance—and pushed in slow.
The stretch was immediate, merciless. Even unconscious, Renji's body reacted—walls fluttering weakly around the intrusion as Dravic sank deeper… deeper… until his hips pressed flush to Renji's ass.
A faint, pained whimper escaped Renji's slack lips—"Nngh…"
Dravic groaned low. "Fuck… still so tight…"
Morvash shifted behind him—guiding his own cock to the same stretched rim, pressing right beside Dravic's shaft. He rocked forward slowly—inch by torturous inch—until he was buried deep alongside Dravic, both of them filling Renji completely again.
Renji's eyes fluttered open slowly—hazy at first, unfocused.
Everything felt wrong.
Heavy.
Full.
Burning.
He blinked once—twice—processing the pressure, the heat, the deep ache radiating from inside. Then he registered Dravic's face right in front of him—close, too close—and Morvash's solid chest pressed to his back, arms locked around his waist like iron bands.
His eyes widened in dawning horror.
He felt them—both of them—buried deep, stretching him impossibly wide, pressing against every sore, abused inch.
A broken moan tore from his throat—"Ahh—! W-wait—n-not this position—hah—!"
He tried to squirm—weak, trembling pushes against their hold—but they had him pinned perfectly between them, standing, suspended, no leverage, no escape.
"I—I thought you were already done—nngh—!" His voice cracked, shaking. "P-please—stop—!"
Dravic cupped Renji's face gently—thumb stroking his tear-streaked cheek.
"Relax. This is the last round, okay?"
"L-last round—?" Renji's breath hitched into a sob. "N-no—I can't take it anymore—hah—I can't feel my legs—stop it already—nngh—please—!"
But they didn't stop.
They started moving—slow at first, testing—Dravic rolling his hips forward while Morvash pulled back slightly, then switching. The drag of two thick cocks sliding together inside him was excruciating—every inch rubbing raw nerves, every thrust punching fresh pain through his core.
"Ahh—! Nngh—stop—please—!" His moans came high and fractured, voice breaking on every word. "Haaah—too deep—argh—it hurts—!"
Morvash dipped his head—teeth grazing the side of Renji's neck before he bit down—not hard enough to break skin, but enough to sting—then sucked hard, pulling blood to the surface in a bruising mark.
"Mmm…" Morvash moaned low against the skin, hips rolling deeper. "So good… taste so good…"
Renji's head fell back against Morvash's shoulder with a broken cry—"Nngh—ahh—!"
Dravic leaned in—capturing Renji's mouth in a deep, claiming kiss. Their lips met wetly; tongues sliding together as Dravic swallowed every helpless moan Renji tried to make.
"Mmmph—nngh—!" The sounds came muffled between kisses—wet smack of mouths parting and crashing back together—Renji's whimpers vibrating straight into Dravic's throat. "Hnn—please—stop—!"
They kept moving—harder now, faster—hips snapping in perfect opposition. Wet schlick-schlick-slap filled the room, obscene and unrelenting. Renji's legs dangled uselessly between them; his arms hung limp at his sides—he had no strength left to fight.
Inner thought: It hurts—it hurts so much—why won't they stop—why are they still hard—my body's shaking—I can't breathe—I can't—
Morvash's teeth grazed his neck again—another hard suck—while his hips slammed forward. "Fuck… getting close again… ngh—Renji—gonna cum—"
Dravic broke the kiss just enough to growl against his lips. "Me too… gonna fill you one more time—take it deep—"
They thrust in together—one brutal, synchronized push—burying to the hilt.
"Fuck—cumming—!" Morvash groaned, teeth sinking into Renji's shoulder as he spilled hot and thick inside.
Dravic's hips stuttered—grinding flush. "Take it—take everything—!"
Hot pulses erupted from both at once—thick, overwhelming warmth flooding deep, overflowing, leaking down Renji's thighs in heavy rivulets. They kept grinding through it—pushing every drop deeper—making Renji feel every throb against the most abused parts.
The pressure—pain, heat, fullness—shattered him one final time.
A weak, broken orgasm tore through him—"Nngh—ahh—!"—his cock twitching feebly between their bodies, spurting almost nothing while his walls clenched desperately around them.
Vision darkened.
His head lolled forward against Dravic's shoulder.
Arms fell completely limp.
Darkness rushed in—swift, merciful.
He passed out again—still suspended between them, still impaled, still overflowing.
Dravic exhaled roughly, brushing damp hair from Renji's slack face.
"He passed out again."
Morvash let out a low, satisfied hum, arms still wrapped securely around Renji's limp form.
"Let him rest for now."
Dravic glanced at Morvash over Renji's shoulder, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
"How was it, Sloth? Do you like it?"
Morvash pressed a slow, lingering kiss to the fresh bite mark on Renji's neck.
"Yeah… Renji's body is incredible. I feel like I want more."
Dravic chuckled—low, dark.
"Enough. Let him rest for now."
"Right," Morvash agreed softly, already lowering Renji carefully back toward the bed.
They laid him down gently—bodies still close, still warm—watching as Renji's chest rose and fell in shallow, exhausted breaths.
The room fell quiet—save for the faint, wet drip of cum on the sheets and the soft sound of three ragged breathing patterns slowly evening out.