Helping neighbors (part 5): the key

Orc!Oc (Aimar) x Minotaur!OC (Haritz) x fem!reader || cockwarming, oral sex, fingering, teasing, edging

They gave you a key to their apartment.

It was right there in the box.

You spent the night at theirs again. You’d spent so much time at their apartment in the last month that you were pretty sure some of your clothes ended up in their washing machine. They didn’t say anything about it, and when you three were together everything flowed so seamlessly that you felt like at some point they will get tired. At some point, the other shoe had to drop. There was no way two amazing monsters like them would settle for boring human you. But they gave you a key.

You woke up that morning and they were gone to work, but as always, Haritz had made breakfast and left you a plate. You smiled as you entered the kitchen, a pot of coffee waiting for you, too. You almost missed the box, until you were halfway through your scrambled eggs. You looked at it, confused, but you ended up opening it, curiosity getting the best of you. And there it was. A key. A key that you knew opened the front door, so similar yet different from yours. And under the key there was a note that made your heartbeat got all crazy and the butterflies in your stomach get hectic.

We want you here always.

You almost melted right there. They were the fucking sweetest monsters you’d ever met, and on top of that, they were romantic and amazing… and had great dicks. How could you be enough for them? You had a mini meltdown as you clutched the key as if someone would rip it away if you didn’t hold onto it strong enough. When your breathing came down to a normal pace, and your heart didn’t feel like it was about to break your chest trying to get out, you started to cry. You weren’t sure if it was because of doubt or joy.

But you were sure of one thing: you’d do whatever it took to keep them.

You spent the rest of the day thinking about the key burning in your back pocket. You knew they really want you there, they wouldn’t have given it to you if they didn’t, but it was still so fresh… Was it possible that they were having stronger feelings than lust? Was it possible that they were feeling the same as you? Were they falling for you the same way you were falling for them? The idea seemed ridiculous, but at the same time the sparks of hope inside your chest were driving you insane.

So when you arrived back home and decided to try the key, your breath short and a knot in your throat. And the door opened, which only made you more nervous to talk to them. But you weren’t expecting to see Haritz’s head in your orc’s lap, his mouth full of green dick as they watched TV like nothing was happening. You had so much to say, you want to talk but you want to join but you… You didn’t even know what was happening and your blood was rushing through your body like it didn’t know where to go.

None of them said anything as you walked further into the living room. “What do we have here?” You asked after a few minutes of gaping at them.

They both looked at you at once, Aimar with a smirk on his face and Haritz’s with a shocked expression as he pulled away from the orc’s dick, his face flushed and his mouth puffy. “He- I- We-” Haritz’s stuttered. Maybe he didn’t hear you enter, but by the glint in Aimar’s eyes, he definitely knew you were there and didn’t give his poor minotaur boyfriend a heads up.

Aimar laughed out loud, tucking his dick back into his pants as he threw his head back and laughed some more. After he calmed down a little, he softly caressed the back of his minotaur boyfriend’s head. “He’s so very little coherent after some cock-warming,” he explained, his hand never stopping touching Haritz.

You looked at them still confused. You’ve heard of cock-warming before, but you didn’t really understand why they were doing that. “I- I enjoy having him in my mouth when I’m too stressed. To stop my brain from thinking. It helps,” your poor minotaur explained as Aimar kept laughing under his breath.

All your earlier concerns about the key, the meaning of your relationship… It all disappeared, and you only had one thought in mind: orc dick. “Oh. Can I try?” You asked, shocking them both at the same time. Their faces were so surprised you almost laughed at them. But you refrained.

“You want to try?” Aimar asked slowly, his eyes big as plates.

You nodded absently. “Yeah, why not?” You shrugged, it sounded nice, to have a dick in your mouth and zero thoughts in your brain. It sounded perfect, delicious even.

“Right now?” Haritz choked out, his face even more flushed than before.

And then you remembered. The key. The self-doubt. You remembered why your day was confusing and you were a ball of nerves when you entered through the door. “No, I- I think we need to talk,” you let out after a deep breath. That made them pause, the smirk in Aimar’s house disappearing completely.

Both of them looked at you with their most serious expression. “What is it to talk about?” Haritz asked as you walked closer to them, but didn’t dare to sit, standing in front of them fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. This had to be done. You didn’t want to face possible bad consequences, but it was driving you insane not to know.

“I- I found the key. Well, you already know that,” you rambled with a self-deicing joke. “I opened the door and you were… cock-warming,” you felt a soft blush covering your cheeks as they look at you bemusedly, but there was more behind those eyes. Uneasiness, fear, uncertainty… They were suffering as much as you were. But you had to ask. “So what…?”

You didn’t finish the thought before Haritz was asking: “You don’t want it?” The hurt in his voice made your heart clench and your eyes water. You didn’t think this through, you should have thought about it before entering. You should have prepared whatever you wanted to say beforehand instead of just stepping into their house without any idea and now you hurt your soft, cute minotaur. Fuck.

“What? Yes! I- I want to be with you,” you assured them. Your heart was beating so fast and so loud you were worried they could hear it.

“Okay, then what’s the matter?” Aimar asked, confused.

And then everything blurted out at once: “I- I don’t know what we are. I don’t really know how you feel apart from horny for me. We never talked about it and I was confused and I was having feelings but we always fucked and I thought it was great and…” Aimar stood up and put a hand over your mouth.

He smiled at you, but it wasn’t real, it didn’t reach his eyes and when he said: “We fucked up, didn’t we?” Something inside of you broke a little.

“Yes, we did,” Haritz agreed with him, looking at you with his precious doe eyes, making your heart skip a beat.

You wanted to reassure them again, but Aimar beat you to it. “We are serious about you, little human. We want you here always,” he repeated what the note said. “And that’s not going to change. We did have a bunch of sex but because we are very… horny, especially when it comes to you.” Haritz giggled as Aimar took the hand away from your mouth and kissed your forehead.

“You turn us on more than anything ever has, honey,” Haritz added, making you giggle, too.

“Are we… a thruple, then?” You had been calling them your boyfriends in your head, but you never verbalized the need to have them, to know they were yours as much as you felt theirs. And they didn’t either.

You held your breath for a total of two seconds before Aimar answered. “Of course we are a thruple, we wouldn’t have given you the key if we weren’t sure of you. Of us.” Us. You felt your heart beating fast, it felt so full that it could burst out of your chest trying to reach them.

You looked up at Aimar in front of you and got to your tiptoes to grab his neck and pull him down. The kiss you shared held all the words and feelings you weren’t ready to let out yet, but he answered with equal fervor. You felt a hand on your hip and a hot body against your back before Haritz kissed your neck and demanded your mouth in a kiss of your own. His kiss was softer, but it felt like a promise.

You three made out for a few minutes before you felt their dicks poking at you. “Can we fuck now? I really want to fuck my boyfriends, now.” When that word left your mouth they grunted, their hips rocking against your body as you giggled.

“Is that so, honey?” Aimar’s low teasing tone made your body shiver.

“Yes, please.” Haritz didn’t stop kissing your neck and you could feel your clit asking for attention already.

“Take off your clothes, we’re going to try something new,” Aimar let out. You looked up at him and saw that naughty glint that made your knees weak and promised a good night ahead.

“What?” You choked out when Haritz sucked on your pulse point, your knees going soft under you as he pressed your body firmly against his front.

Aimar parted, walking backwards until he was sitting on the couch with his legs open wide and a big smile in his green face. His tusks glinted under the light as he said: “Get naked and come sit, you’ll see.” You looked at him without moving, so he took further action. “Haritz, come here, darling,” his tone was soft and teasing, but Haritz released you and did as told.

You got naked, never looking away from them kissing on the sofa. They looked so fucking hot together it made you want to scream. When you were naked, you walked to the sofa, and Aimar patted the seat next to him, not even looking your way as he kept kissing the minotaur. By the time they stopped, you were wet and needy, one of your hands pinching your nipple and whining softly. Aimar grabbed said hand and kissed it, the touch of his tusks against your skin made you shiver. But made no move to do anything else as he caressed the back of your hand with his lips. Haritz looked at you like he was thirsty and you were a glass of water, but he didn’t move.

“Are we not going to fuck?” You asked confused when they didn’t do anything about their clothes or your nakedness, even though you could see their erections pressing against their pants.

“Yeah, but I like this movie, I want to finish watching it.” He pressed play and looked at the TV as he turned lightly to Haritz and pulled him down by his horns as he instructed: “Darling, let’s get your mouth full again.”

You looked at them mesmerized as Haritz did as told, getting the orc’s dick out and his mouth around your boyfriend’s length but not moving. “What should I do?” You finally asked, confused by the inactivity. You wanted hands on you, mouths, dicks… Whatever.

“Bring your sweet ass closer,” he patted the space next to him and you whimpered as you got as close to him as possible, his arm going around you. Being so close to your boyfriend with your other boyfriend’s dick in his mouth was exhilarating. “Tell you what we’re going to do… You are going to watch the movie, and I’m going to touch you until the movie ends. If you come before that, you get a punishment,” he explained.

“And if I don’t come?” You asked, being a little shit.

He smirked, his hand caressing the back of Haritz’s head as he groaned around his dick. “Then you get a reward, little human.” His tone was monotone, like he wasn’t telling you he was going to touch your pussy and you weren’t allowed to come.

“What’s my reward?” You pressed, feeling his hand going down your side, tickling you a little bit.

He kissed your head and looked back to the screen. “Be good and you’ll find out.”

You had to wait for a few minutes until his hand reached your pussy. He started slow, rubbing his big green fingers up and down your pussy, never stopping, never getting further, never touching where you wanted him most. That torture continued for a while, making you squirm and moan. It was intoxicating to be played with but unable to do anything about it. He wanted you to just ignore it, but you were going insane with pent up sexual energy. You didn’t even know what the movie was about, you could only focus on his calloused fingers tracing patterns on your pussy.

You were almost in a trance of lust and teasing when he changed tactics, his finger stopping lightly over your clit and rubbing against it for a short second before disappearing. And then doing it again when you relaxed back down. In a pattern designed to destroy your pussy and brain, he kept rubbing your clit without heads up, making you whimper as he shushed you. You could feel the orgasm one breath away, but he always pulled back right before you got there.

At some point you tried to distract yourself, and what better distraction than your hot minotaur boyfriend stuffed with cock. But he wasn’t really doing nothing, he was almost dozing off, his eyes half closed as he breathed deeply. He looked as peaceful and chill as you ever saw him. You definitely needed to try cock-warming at some point, it looked chill. Chill and very different from your current edging situation. The whole scene with you naked, the cock-warming, the teasing… It was frying your nerves in the best way possible. But what was driving you completely insane was the intimacy of it. It was so hot, but also so wonderfully homey. And you were part of that. Your brain couldn’t wrap around that fact. The fact that you were officially a part of it. A part of them.

That thought drove you into a frenzy, your hips softly moving up and down, trying to gain more friction as Aimar looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Being naughty, little human? Do you want to be punished?”

You tried to answer him, tried to say something, but he chose that moment to put a finger inside your dripping pussy. “Hhng,” was the only thing out of your mouth.

“That’s what I thought, now shush, the best part is coming…” You wanted to scream at him, you wanted to tell him to make you come. But instead you covered your own mouth to avoid making too much noise as he fingered you slowly. So, so slowly.

The dialogue of the movie and the soft sounds of content Haritz’s was emitting were in the background of your brain, your only focus was the movement of his finger inside your pussy, tilting up the exact angle to rub against your G-spot every once in a while. You could feel the orgasm so close, but so, so far. Your pussy was so wet his hand was soaked, even the tiniest movement made an awfully embarrassing sound. You were blushed from head to toe and he was ignoring you completely, at least theoretically. He was looking at the movie, his finger moving inside of you, but there was no change in his posture, no tilt of his lips… He seemed unbothered to have you at the blink of orgasm.

Anger and desperation ran high inside of you, but every time you tried to say something he changed angles, or added a finger, or flicked your clit… He knew every single one of your movements and you couldn’t do anything but to sit and feel how he played you like an instrument.

You were so focused on his touch, on the way his fingers moved inside of you that you didn’t even register that the movie ended, and when he said: “Come on darling, let’s get this pussy a reward”, you almost sobbed. He twisted his hand and his thumb found your clit, rubbing it in earnest as he finger fucked you with intent this time. You were embarrassed to admit how fast you came, it didn’t even take two thrusts of his fingers before you were throwing your head back and screaming to the ceiling as you came, and came, and came…

By the time you came back down, Haritz was looking sleepy and dazed, and Aimar had the biggest smirk on his face. You couldn’t even talk, your brain completely fried. “Let’s get to bed, to our bed.”

Our bed.