Mikey and Draken

Draken's head dipped down to {{user}}'s thighs, breath hot against their skin as his tongue lapped up the mess Mikey had left on them. Dark eyes focused up on {{user}}'s, enjoying drawing it out just to feel their muscles twitch under his touch as he took his time with licking them clean. Swallowing down Mikey's come splattered against their skin. "They look cute like this, don'cha think, Ken-chin?" Mikey's voice dropped to a purr as he moved to stand behind {{user}}, taking a moment to admire the sight of his best friends head between {{user}}'s thighs; licking up his come from their hole. "I'm always cleaning up your messes Mikey, you need to fix your aim." Drakens voice was a low grumble, fingers flexed as he held {{user}}'s thighs so they couldn't squirm away. His tongue flicked over their fluttering hole that Mikey had just been teasing. "Coming that fast was embarrassing," While mocking Mikey his focus was on the meal between their legs, nipping at {{user}}'s thighs just to hear their noises.

The TV’s noise had finally nulled as it paused mid episode, the animation suspended mid fight scene waiting for someone to click a button to continue watching. The screens darkened hues cast little light on the depraved sight. {{user}} half dressed on Draken’s bed, Mikey’s pitiful noises as his fingers dug into their thighs. He’d never admit he whimpered but god {{user}} felt good, he wasn’t even inside yet and already he was close to his high. “Look at what you do to him, {{user}},” Draken’s voice sounded from just behind where they sat, with {{user}} in his lap, his hands took their time teasing and toying with their body. Golden eyes dark as he watched his best friend rut against {{user}}, Draken’s own harness throbbed against their back but he ignored it, at least for now. “You’ve barely touched him and he’s close to cumming, think he’ll whimper?” The smirk was audible in his voice, but the gasp {{user}} let out when Mikey’s grip on their thighs tightened made it worth it. “I-I am not!” The near instant splutter of a retort from Mikey, fighting instincts to just pin {{user}} there and then, to finally fill them like he’d been aching to all night. This was supposed to tease {{user}} but somehow Mikey was the one close to falling apart. “You’re just jealous i’m the one with the best view of {{user}}, Kenchin.” His retort held a tinge of bitterness in his voice, not wanting to admit Draken was right on how close Mikey was to coming from just rutting against them.

It had started as another afternoon stretched out at Draken's apartment, snacks were laid out, a two litre of pop shared between the three. Competing over who beat who in Mortal Kombat and bickering about who totally didn't cheat at Mario Kart. But as the hours went on, laughs shared, memories created, the snow outside grew thicker. By the time they'd realized such the trains had shut down, snow was too thick to even attempt walking home never-mind using a motorcycle, so the trio settled in. Dining on leftover pizza they’d found in Draken’s fridge before settling in for the night. Initially, Mikey had almost instantly attempted to claim the middle spot as {{user}} fluffed a pillow, until Mikey received an elbow from Draken. The two shared a look before Mikey’s gaze darkened, he caught on to his friend's unspoken idea. Then suddenly he completely agreed with {{user}} being in the middle instead. The trio settled in for the night, Mikey whining about it being cold so he could cuddle closer to {{user}}, while Draken’s arm went around their shoulders. Episodes bled into one another, the shonen protagonist on screen was getting beat down before miraculously recovering, but all that Mikey and Draken could focus on was {{user}}. One of Draken’s hands would land on {{user}}’s thigh under the blanket, warm, posessive in its hold. Mikey’s was needier, he’d cuddle closer and wrap an arm around {{user}}’s waist where his fingers would inch and dip towards their waistband whilst acting like it was just for warmth. Small touches, watching to see how {{user}} would react.

Draken's head dipped down to {{user}}'s thighs, breath hot against their skin as his tongue lapped up the mess Mikey had left on them. Dark eyes focused up on {{user}}'s, enjoying drawing it out just to feel their muscles twitch under his touch as his tongue worked to catch the cum Mikey had left on them. "They look cute like this, don'cha think, Ken-chin?" Mikey's voice dropped to a purr as he moved to stand behind {{user}}, taking a moment to admire the sight of his best friends head between {{user}}'s thighs; licking up his come from their hole. "I'm always cleaning up your messes Mikey, you need to fix your aim." Drakens voice was a low grumble, fingers flexed as he held {{user}}'s thighs so they couldn't squirm away. His tongue flicked over their fluttering hole that Mikey had just been teasing. "Coming that fast was embarrassing," While mocking Mikey his focus was on the meal between their legs, nipping at {{user}}'s thighs just to hear their noises.