[Oh, how well they both know him. Atsushi's teeth against his sensitive ear has his groans coming out sharper, and Tiger will no doubt feel him starting to get hard already. Not that it was anything out of the ordinary whenever he had both of them on him like this.]
[His hands grip and tug at the back of Tiger's shirt. Sure, they can easily remove their clothes in the VR -- but stripping them off was far more fun.]
[It'd be more notable if he wasn't getting hard with both of them all over him like this.
Tiger pulls his shirt off over his head, but when it comes to getting Ranpo's shirt off, he just rips it open - it's VR, who cares if buttons are flying. He mouths at Ranpo's chest as Atsushi trails kisses down his neck.]
[Ahh, but he really is being spoiled, isn't he? He tilts his head up to give Atsushi room, but also arches up into Tiger's waiting lips, unsure of who or where to cling to. He's purring enough that it'll feel like a soft buzz against Tiger's mouth-- does purring count for the loudness competition? It might be harder to judge who's causing that.]
[The Atsushis look at each other, and a silent understanding passes between them. Tiger shakes off the remainder of his clothes, while Atsushi is a little more careful in taking his off.]
Lift up, love? [Atsushi tugs at the hem of Ranpo's pants. Be more naked now, please.]
[He does as he's asked (though the temptation to insist he rip them off like Tiger did his pants is there) and lets Atsushi slide his pants down off his legs. It only takes him an extra moment to ditch his socks, leaving him nice and bare on the bed, grinning back at the two of them.]
[Atsushi fiddles with a VR menu - he's too impatient to do the actual prep, so Ranpo will just suddenly find both his cock and his hole slick with lube.
Not that he'll have much time to complain about that feeling being weird. Atsushi pushes him back onto the bed and straddles him, while Tiger spreads his legs apart and lines himself up.
At the same moment as Tiger pushes inside, Atsushi sinks down onto him.]
[Not that he'll be making that face for long. He feels like he only has seconds to piece their plan together before they put it to action -- just enough time for Ranpo to assist in spreading his own legs and flashing Atsushi a grin. But the combination of feeling Atsushi so hot and tight around his cock, just as Tiger sinks in to start fucking him-- well, they're going to have a hard time figuring out who's making him loud again.]
[Like they said, they're way too impatient to take turns. This will have to do.
At least(?) their rhythms are different. Tiger's thrusts are slow, but deep, with power behind each movement. Atsushi, on the other hand, wastes no time in bouncing on Ranpo's cock.]
[Not that he really has time to focus on that now with just how quickly things have escalated. It feels like his head is spinning, as he lets himself fall deeper and deeper into the pleasure they're giving him. He makes no attempt to hold back the sounds falling from his lips, as his hands tighten their grip on the sheets below him.]
[This would also be easier if they didn't have the same name-
As it is, both Tiger and Outer assume his moans are for Outer. Atsushi moans in return as he squeezes around Ranpo's cock, while Tiger picks up the pace of his thrusts to try to make his name spill from those beautiful lips.]
[But as soon as Tiger picks up the pace, Ranpo's moans definitely grower louder. Perhaps it's a bit unfair -- no matter which of them was doing it, he does have a preference for being fucked. The winner was picked the moment they chose their positions. But that doesn't mean he wants either of them to notice, for all that there aren't actually any losers in this "competition"--]
[Which is why he reaches up, wrapping his hand around Atsushi's cock to stroke him while he rides him.]
[Spoiler: Tiger definitely knows that, and is not above using it to his advantage. Dirty cheater.
Atsushi gasps when Ranpo wraps his hand around his cock.]
I-if you do that I'll come too soon-
I doubt he can hold out with both of us like this. [Tiger providing some common sense, even as he grips onto Ranpo's hips more firmly to keep driving inside him.]
[Because oh, he's not going to be able to hold back either. Not with Tiger gripping his hips so tightly and Atsushi squeezing around his cock. He feels like he's going to lose his mind to the pleasure, as he too lets himself go. With another cry of both their names, he jerks his hips and arches his back, eyes squeezing shut as he comes.]
[But even after that, his cries only grow louder, as his grip on Atsushi's cock grows firmer. The added sensitivity makes every thrust and bounce feel more extreme than the next -- it's enough to make him wonder whether he's screaming outside the vr, too.]
[As predicted, Atsushi doesn't last long either, not with Ranpo stroking him even as he spills deep inside him. He squeezes around Ranpo's cock as he paints both of their stomachs white.
Tiger takes longer, but not much more so - his thrusts turn erratic, losing any kind of coherent rhythm before he finally shudders and comes with a moan of Ranpo's name.
[All three need a minute, honestly. Maybe more than a few minutes, still panting even after Tiger spills inside him. But as he cracks his eyes back up, he looks up at the two of them with a lopsided grin, reaching out his arms to beckon them down for cuddles.]
Mmm... you know, we should do competitions like that more often.
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[His hands grip and tug at the back of Tiger's shirt. Sure, they can easily remove their clothes in the VR -- but stripping them off was far more fun.]
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Tiger pulls his shirt off over his head, but when it comes to getting Ranpo's shirt off, he just rips it open - it's VR, who cares if buttons are flying. He mouths at Ranpo's chest as Atsushi trails kisses down his neck.]
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I can't tell which of us you're purring at.
[Complaining even in between laving his tongue over Ranpo's nipples. Truly classic Tiger.]
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[So it's a draw until they get him screaming, clearly.]
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Can either of us keep our hands off him for that long?
...No.
[Truly a dilemma.]
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Gee, I guess you'll just have to find a way to make me moan louder than I can purr!
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Lift up, love? [Atsushi tugs at the hem of Ranpo's pants. Be more naked now, please.]
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[And then striking a pose, like a nerd.]
How's the view?
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[Atsushi fiddles with a VR menu - he's too impatient to do the actual prep, so Ranpo will just suddenly find both his cock and his hole slick with lube.
Not that he'll have much time to complain about that feeling being weird. Atsushi pushes him back onto the bed and straddles him, while Tiger spreads his legs apart and lines himself up.
At the same moment as Tiger pushes inside, Atsushi sinks down onto him.]
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[Not that he'll be making that face for long. He feels like he only has seconds to piece their plan together before they put it to action -- just enough time for Ranpo to assist in spreading his own legs and flashing Atsushi a grin. But the combination of feeling Atsushi so hot and tight around his cock, just as Tiger sinks in to start fucking him-- well, they're going to have a hard time figuring out who's making him loud again.]
Haah... s-so good...
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At least(?) their rhythms are different. Tiger's thrusts are slow, but deep, with power behind each movement. Atsushi, on the other hand, wastes no time in bouncing on Ranpo's cock.]
Ranpo... oh, you feel amazing...
Mm, you're perfect...
[double praise]
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[Not that he really has time to focus on that now with just how quickly things have escalated. It feels like his head is spinning, as he lets himself fall deeper and deeper into the pleasure they're giving him. He makes no attempt to hold back the sounds falling from his lips, as his hands tighten their grip on the sheets below him.]
Atsushi.... Atsushi...!
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As it is, both Tiger and Outer assume his moans are for Outer. Atsushi moans in return as he squeezes around Ranpo's cock, while Tiger picks up the pace of his thrusts to try to make his name spill from those beautiful lips.]
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[But as soon as Tiger picks up the pace, Ranpo's moans definitely grower louder. Perhaps it's a bit unfair -- no matter which of them was doing it, he does have a preference for being fucked. The winner was picked the moment they chose their positions. But that doesn't mean he wants either of them to notice, for all that there aren't actually any losers in this "competition"--]
[Which is why he reaches up, wrapping his hand around Atsushi's cock to stroke him while he rides him.]
Haah... Atsu... shi...!!
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Atsushi gasps when Ranpo wraps his hand around his cock.]
I-if you do that I'll come too soon-
I doubt he can hold out with both of us like this. [Tiger providing some common sense, even as he grips onto Ranpo's hips more firmly to keep driving inside him.]
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[Because oh, he's not going to be able to hold back either. Not with Tiger gripping his hips so tightly and Atsushi squeezing around his cock. He feels like he's going to lose his mind to the pleasure, as he too lets himself go. With another cry of both their names, he jerks his hips and arches his back, eyes squeezing shut as he comes.]
[But even after that, his cries only grow louder, as his grip on Atsushi's cock grows firmer. The added sensitivity makes every thrust and bounce feel more extreme than the next -- it's enough to make him wonder whether he's screaming outside the vr, too.]
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[As predicted, Atsushi doesn't last long either, not with Ranpo stroking him even as he spills deep inside him. He squeezes around Ranpo's cock as he paints both of their stomachs white.
Tiger takes longer, but not much more so - his thrusts turn erratic, losing any kind of coherent rhythm before he finally shudders and comes with a moan of Ranpo's name.
...They'll probably both need a minute.]
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Mmm... you know, we should do competitions like that more often.
[There can only be winners here.]
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We should.
As long as you're fine with losing.
[Tiger...]
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[He might as well just admit he'd be a sore loser--]
[He shivers as Atsushi climbs off of him, but for Tiger -- he just wraps his legs around his waist and keeps him there. This is fine.]
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N-now now, you're both amazing in your own ways...
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[He rolls his hips against Tiger, biting his lip as he feels himself still squeezed tight around his cock. Round two already? Maybe.]
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