[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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[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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[AND THEN THEY FUCKED ALL NIGHT]