[ 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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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. ]