Oh, does that mean you'd prefer to give? How generous of you, Mr. Sunday. [ he shudders as wonweek slips a hand beneath his shirt, gloved hands gliding up his front and to his chest. ] Is that true, Sunday? [ aventurine looks back at him, reaching for his wrist to tug him back in close. ] Still? Who knew you'd gain such a fascination, a... desperation... for little ol' me. [ he guides his hand to the hem of his shirt, so he can join his other self in feeling him up. ] If that is the case, then why not enjoy the dream~?
[ He moves closer as he nuzzles the side of Aventurine's jaw, his hands sliding along his sides and moving around to toy with Aventurine's belt. ]
That is not true. I do like you, but that is it. It is not an infatuation like this cretin is making it sound like. I know you will be gone in the morning when I wake up.
And isn't that a tragedy? You'll wake up all alone with your hand down your pants for thousandth time.
[ His hands snake around Aventurine to demonstrate, cupping Sunday's crotch and giving him a squeeze to make him jump as Wonweek starts to nibble on Aventurine's ear. ]
...cretin? But isn't this just you? [ he returns the nuzzle with a smile. ] Mm, true, but there's no reason to think of that just yet. [ he turns his head to peer over his shoulder, only to be distracted by sunday on sunday action. ] How often do you masturbate to the thought of me? I thought you were plenty satisfied with your other little blonde treasure.
[ His fingers slide inside Aventurine's pants, caressing their way along his dick, getting it to harden in his palm. He escapes Wonweek's palming by kneeling in front of Aventurine as he noses his way under his shirt and kisses and nibbles the skin around his belly button. ]
I do not know what he is talking about. I do not touch myself to you as often as he claims. Please do not buy into all of his lies.
Oh, Sunday is the one who's lying. Can you believe he's saying that with a straight face while his mouth is watering thinking about your dick in his mouth? He's so cock-hungry and desperate for you. Sure, he'll get himself off to his boyfriend, but you're never that far from his thoughts either.
[ He shoves Aventurine's pants and underwear down his thighs to make it easier for himself as lube appears in his hands. Thank you, Dreamscape. He's already uncapping it to fill the area with a heavy strawberry scent before stroking cool, lube-soaked fingers along Aventurine's ass crack. ]
No? ...well then, [ he hums, smirking a few moments later, as if coming to some sudden realization. ] how about right now? Would you touch yourself if I asked you to? [ he sets a hand on sunday's head once he's kneeling in front of him, his fingers moving toward the base of one of his head wings to gently caress & rub it. ] And you [ his words do catch when wonweek shoves his pants down, but he swiftly recovers. ] ...you talk about him like he's not you and you're not him. That must mean I'm in your head and on your thoughts too. Is that why you're so eager to fill me up?
[ he shudders as his lube soaked finger trails down his ass, hips inadvertently bucking to press his hardened dick straight into sunday's cheek, smearing it with precum. ]
[ A moan falls out of his lips as his mouth hangs partially open, wings spreading out for Aventurine's wandering fingers. His head tips back at the same time, his own hands moving to stroke the bulge forming at the front of his pants. ]
Just this once for you. Please relish it while you can. I will not wake with you tomorrow morning, and this may be forgotten.
Such a good boy Sunday is, right? You should reward him. And of course, I am, and he is me. Two sides of a coin. I know his desires better than anyone else.
[ He dips in two fingers at once, pushing them in and feeling his way inside of Aventurine as he tries to plunge them as deep as they can go. Once he's knuckle deep, his teeth bite down on the side of Aventurine's neck, digging in hard enough to bruise and break flesh then licking the faint blood there. ]
I doubt it will be forgotten, birdie. Now how about servicing me with that sinful little mouth of yours while you touch yourself. But don't come~ you'll have to beg for that privilege. [ he thumbs the band of his pants to tug on them, forcing them over his hips and his dick. ]
Go ahead and tell me them then. Let me hear that lip service, Sunday. [ aventurine's expression falters as he's stuffed, his hands flying to the other sunday's head to hold on, because his legs start to quiver. he widens his stance, gritting his teeth for a hiss when his neck is bitten. ] Careful, b- birdie, ... [ he shoves himself back onto those fingers, trying to trap his hand between sunday's crotch and his own ass. ]
[ Sunday doesn't wait a moment longer, lips falling open wider to suck Aventurine deep into his mouth and down his throat. Once the tip gags him and stifles his breathing, he starts sucking his cheeks inwards to apply pressure around Aventurine's dick.
One of his hands moves between his legs at the same time, the heel of his palm pushing into the bulge there before undoing his pants so he can free his cock and give it a few sharp strokes, each new caress making him moan louder and tighter around Aventurine. ]
Oh, look at that. Barely even waited a second longer to get his mouth around you. So cock-hungry, isn't he?
[ He grins as he licks some of the blood he left from his bite before adding a third finger, thrusting them in deep to make sure Aventurine is good and stretched out for him. ]
Feeling loose enough yet, Aventurine? I want to get inside you so badly. I bet Sunday's hole is twitching to have you in him too.
...and you, birdie, [ he drums his fingers on sunday's head, so he knows he's talking to him. ] should be careful too. Don't choke. [ he says that, but then he snaps his hips forward to force more of himself down his throat. ] But, yes, touch yourself... and try not to come. At least not until I say.
I bet you're just as cock hungry. Would you oblige if I told you to get on your knees? [ once again, the addition of another finger has him shuddering. he's thankful he's sandwiched between the two of them or else he might have faltered more. ] I'm loose enough, so hurry up. Too bad I can't fuck you both simultaneously. I'm sure you'd get jealous if I stuffed him instead of you.
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[ He doesn't intend to –if only because this is a dream and he can give himself no gag reflex if he wants. He sucks Aventurine even deeper down his throat, muffling himself entirely as he hums around the base of Aventurine's dick.
The hand wrapped around his own cock is remaining slow and steady, giving himself gentle strokes, though it's hard not to get too worked up quickly when he can taste drops of Aventurine's pre-cum sliding down his throat already and when he can hear Aventurine and his other half saying so many lurid things to one another. ]
[ Wonweek's chuckle is low against the back of Aventurine's ear as he pulls his fingers out, letting the lube drip down Aventurine's rim. ]
I am already on my knees for you. When will you understand we're one and the same? By fucking him, you're fucking me too, and by fucking you, both us will be able to feel you from the inside.
[ Though he won't argue in the appeal of being twice stuffed. Maybe he'll save that thought for a future dream. Right now, he's eager to press inside Aventurine, guiding the head of his dick to his rim and thrusting slowly until he's pressed up against Aventurine's back without a sliver of daylight between them. Close enough to reach around and grab Sunday by the hair, dragging him forward roughly until he visibly and audibly chokes on Aventurine's dick. ]
[ he knew that the two of them were one in the same. one from before and one from after. however, he didn't realize that they were still connected, and that they could feel the things that each of them experienced. it doesn't really matter much to him, but if that IS the case, then he's sure they're really enjoying this little dream. ] How lucky. [ he murmurs as he pets the sunday at his feet, fingers stroking his head wings from base to tip in appreciation. ]
[ he likely would have stopped the sunday behind him from choking the other if he wasn't arching his back and moaning at being so suddenly filled. ] R- Rough, you're so rough. [ it's not so much a complaint as an observation. ] Are you really this pent up?
And you're not rough enough. He won't break if you pull harder.
[ He bites Aventurine's shoulder as he bottoms out, his hands shifting to grip Aventurine by the hips. Then, without waiting for him to adjust, he starts fucking him hard and at a unforgiving tempo, forcing Aventurine's dick deeper down Sunday's throat with each thrust until Sunday is choking on him. ]
[ Tears fill Sunday's eyes as his face and neck grow flushed, trying to keep his throat muscles loose for Aventurine so he doesn't gag. He can't breathe very well at the moment, but the light-headedness is enthralling as he focuses on just keeping his mouth open so Aventurine and Wonweek can fuck into it. ]
...and you don't seem to be able to grasp that neither am I interested nor do I like to be rough. [ but it's not like he has much of a choice when the sunday to his back bottoms out and fucks him fast and hard, forcing his dick down sunday's throat. he can hear him choking... but, to his credit, he manages to adjust swiftly. aventurine digs his nails into the wall, growling as he tries to push back against sunday... but he's a bit trapped and unable to do anything besides take it. he shuts his eyes and curses under his breath, his climax swiftly approaching. ] Close, I... I'm close... [ and only a few more thrusts later does he spill into sunday's mouth, bodily shuddering as he groans loudly. ]
[ Wonweek suddenly relaxes his grip on Sunday's head, pushing him back and off Aventurine's dick before moving his own hand to the base of it. His fingers clench inwards as he slams in deeper, pumping Aventurine fast and frantic in time with his thrusts as he whispers against his ear– ]
Do it. Come all over his face and halo. Drench him in it and watch as he lets go from that alone because he wants you that much.
[ Sunday glances up at Aventurine, eyes hazy and intoxicated as he resumes jerking off his own dick. His lips remain parted, head tipped back, watching Aventurine get railed with intense and unrestrained hunger as he waits. ]
[ aventurine cries out as he’s slammed into, the pace kicked into overdrive and making him arch his back as he hits his climax. he cums on sunday ( like they’d both wanted ) …costing him in thick ropes of sticky seed as he feels his limbs growing heavy. ]
[ Wonweek keeps pumping Aventurine as he presses into his prostate, milking loose every last drop and covering Sunday with it until he's drenched and sticky with it. He doesn't stop fucking his way into Aventurine until he's finally ready to come, and whether or not he can truly go over the edge is wholly contingent on Sunday.
Sunday's hand is also working his own dick fast, doing what he can to eke out whatever stimulation he can as Aventurine's cum rolls down his face and into his mouth. He tastes so good and looks even better in his other self's arms, and it's more than Sunday can bear righ tnow. His eyes screw shut, licking his top lip as his orgasm slams into him, Wonweek simultaneously filling Aventurine until it overflows out of his hole. ]
[ And then the real Sunday abruptly sits up in bed, eyes wide and wild because he came in his pajamas. He immediately groans and covers himself with the comforter, wishing he could crawl into a hole for eternity.
That was an embarrassingly nice dream that he'll take with him to his grave. ]
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That is not true. I do like you, but that is it. It is not an infatuation like this cretin is making it sound like. I know you will be gone in the morning when I wake up.
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[ His hands snake around Aventurine to demonstrate, cupping Sunday's crotch and giving him a squeeze to make him jump as Wonweek starts to nibble on Aventurine's ear. ]
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I do not know what he is talking about. I do not touch myself to you as often as he claims. Please do not buy into all of his lies.
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[ He shoves Aventurine's pants and underwear down his thighs to make it easier for himself as lube appears in his hands. Thank you, Dreamscape. He's already uncapping it to fill the area with a heavy strawberry scent before stroking cool, lube-soaked fingers along Aventurine's ass crack. ]
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[ he shudders as his lube soaked finger trails down his ass, hips inadvertently bucking to press his hardened dick straight into sunday's cheek, smearing it with precum. ]
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Just this once for you. Please relish it while you can. I will not wake with you tomorrow morning, and this may be forgotten.
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[ He dips in two fingers at once, pushing them in and feeling his way inside of Aventurine as he tries to plunge them as deep as they can go. Once he's knuckle deep, his teeth bite down on the side of Aventurine's neck, digging in hard enough to bruise and break flesh then licking the faint blood there. ]
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Go ahead and tell me them then. Let me hear that lip service, Sunday. [ aventurine's expression falters as he's stuffed, his hands flying to the other sunday's head to hold on, because his legs start to quiver. he widens his stance, gritting his teeth for a hiss when his neck is bitten. ] Careful, b- birdie, ... [ he shoves himself back onto those fingers, trying to trap his hand between sunday's crotch and his own ass. ]
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One of his hands moves between his legs at the same time, the heel of his palm pushing into the bulge there before undoing his pants so he can free his cock and give it a few sharp strokes, each new caress making him moan louder and tighter around Aventurine. ]
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[ He grins as he licks some of the blood he left from his bite before adding a third finger, thrusting them in deep to make sure Aventurine is good and stretched out for him. ]
Feeling loose enough yet, Aventurine? I want to get inside you so badly. I bet Sunday's hole is twitching to have you in him too.
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I bet you're just as cock hungry. Would you oblige if I told you to get on your knees? [ once again, the addition of another finger has him shuddering. he's thankful he's sandwiched between the two of them or else he might have faltered more. ] I'm loose enough, so hurry up. Too bad I can't fuck you both simultaneously. I'm sure you'd get jealous if I stuffed him instead of you.
me realizing I never got this tag today until I checked the post today... 1/2
The hand wrapped around his own cock is remaining slow and steady, giving himself gentle strokes, though it's hard not to get too worked up quickly when he can taste drops of Aventurine's pre-cum sliding down his throat already and when he can hear Aventurine and his other half saying so many lurid things to one another. ]
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I am already on my knees for you. When will you understand we're one and the same? By fucking him, you're fucking me too, and by fucking you, both us will be able to feel you from the inside.
[ Though he won't argue in the appeal of being twice stuffed. Maybe he'll save that thought for a future dream. Right now, he's eager to press inside Aventurine, guiding the head of his dick to his rim and thrusting slowly until he's pressed up against Aventurine's back without a sliver of daylight between them. Close enough to reach around and grab Sunday by the hair, dragging him forward roughly until he visibly and audibly chokes on Aventurine's dick. ]
no worries ♥
[ he likely would have stopped the sunday behind him from choking the other if he wasn't arching his back and moaning at being so suddenly filled. ] R- Rough, you're so rough. [ it's not so much a complaint as an observation. ] Are you really this pent up?
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[ He bites Aventurine's shoulder as he bottoms out, his hands shifting to grip Aventurine by the hips. Then, without waiting for him to adjust, he starts fucking him hard and at a unforgiving tempo, forcing Aventurine's dick deeper down Sunday's throat with each thrust until Sunday is choking on him. ]
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Do it. Come all over his face and halo. Drench him in it and watch as he lets go from that alone because he wants you that much.
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Sunday's hand is also working his own dick fast, doing what he can to eke out whatever stimulation he can as Aventurine's cum rolls down his face and into his mouth. He tastes so good and looks even better in his other self's arms, and it's more than Sunday can bear righ tnow. His eyes screw shut, licking his top lip as his orgasm slams into him, Wonweek simultaneously filling Aventurine until it overflows out of his hole. ]
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That was an embarrassingly nice dream that he'll take with him to his grave. ]