Smack down (part 4 of Helping Neighbors)

A/N: As per last week’s poll, Minotaur is now named Haritz and Orc is now named Aimar.

Minotaur!OC x Orc!OC x fem!reader || spanking, bondage, oral sex (m/f), sharing is caring, anal sex (m/m), (lowkey) dirty talk

You turn around when you hear a very VERY loud smack behind you. There's a muttered "ouch" and then Haritz is there, rubbing his now sore ass cheek, and Aimar is smirking in that smug way that drives you fucking insane. They’ve been teasing each other all morning and you were as wet as a fountain.

It started early morning when Aimar was making breakfast in all his naked (minus an apron) glory. His green skin had looked good enough to bite as soon as you entered the kitchen rubbing your sleepy eyes. Haritz was following you, his big body crowding against yours as he tried to grab your body and you giggled. Both of you looked at your orc with equal hungry looks. Aimar knew pretty well what he was doing. How much he was teasing you two. And he didn’t do shit about it.

It continued during the day, you three spending the day together running errands and grabbing lunch at a local restaurant. It was great. It was wonderful, but every time your skin touched one of them, it was like a burning volcano rose inside of you. And they were doing it on purpose, you were sure of it. First it was Haritz groping your ass as you passed him to grab some drinks from the fridge. Then it was Aimar dragging you to his lap when the movie started. He hugged you close against his chest and proceeded to run his hand up and down your leg, almost touching your panties but never getting close enough to your needy center.

It was exhilarating and infuriating at the same time.

You felt like you were on edge all day, like they had been purposefully edging you to the point of insanity. And it only turned worse when you heard the loud smack behind you. Haritz was looking hot and bothered and Aimar looked like he stole a cookie. You looked at them playing around with each other without any care in the world, and something inside your chest ached. You wanted that. You wanted them being careless around you.

They played with you as much as with each other, but there was something stopping them. They didn’t want to hurt you, and you understood that, you were the first human they were with, and you were indeed weaker than them. But you could hold a lot more than they thought. And you craved them to lose control with you.

And in that moment, something inside of you snapped. "Why do you ignore my ass?" You asked, they turned around to look at you, completely confused. The flush and smirk disappeared as you looked at them very serious. "As in, why don't you smack my ass when I pass by, for example. I know I’m human but I’m more durable than you think… I- I want you to lose control with me," you told them. Their faces were a mix of confusion and apprehension.

"We..." Aimar started, a pretty dark green covering his cheeks as his tongue played with the ring in his tusk.

"We don't want to hurt you, honey," Haritz finished for him, his tone soft like a caress.

They were so sweet you couldn’t be mad at them, but you needed to hold your ground there. You wanted them to be more, to want more, to unleash on you as much as they unleashed with each other. You wanted to be the filling in their sandwich, yes, but you also wanted them to be crazy about you, to be so needy for you that they didn’t care if they left a bruise or two in your soft skin.

"But I want to." You tried not to sound too needy, but you failed. An edge of neediness and desperation in your tone. The built up of a whole day being teased coming to an end when you confessed what you really wanted. “I want you to unleash on me. I want you to give me all of you…”

You knew they were both strong, but Aimar held the most strength, his eyes got crazy when he was fucking into Haritz, his hands grabbing onto his hips, onto his horns. He fucked him so hard and so wild that you were the one left panting as you rubbed the vibrator against your clit and he licked his lips. His eyes looking at you like you were his next snack. But it was never like that with you. He fucked you hard and fast, but never so carelessly, never so wild. And you wanted it.

“Aimar, please…” Your plea was what it did it, you could see it in Aimar’s eyes. Haritz was looking between you two like there was something out of his control, like he was just a spectator in that play. You looked at him with puppy eyes and whispered: “I want you both to be wild with me.” Haritz eyes darkened instantly, his big hands running through his hair like it was pinning him not to touch you. Not to reach for you. You shivered in front of them.

“Are you sure?” They asked at the same time, making you giggle and nod. You grabbed the hem of the shirt you were wearing, not sure if it was Aimar’s or Haritz’s, and pulled it over your head. Once your boobs were free, their eyes were fixed on you.

Aimar raised an eyebrow, "do you want to be spanked, little human? Do you want to be fucked raw until you can’t walk tomorrow?" He asked, a hint of danger behind his words. You shivered, biting your tongue not to moan.

"We can spank you if that's what you want," Haritz tone was a lot more measured, like he wasn’t sure about it. You smiled at him, tenderly. He was so soft.

"Yes, please." As soon as the words were out of your mouth, Aimar grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder, his hand groping your ass on the way to the bedroom. Haritz following close by, taking off his clothes on the way.

“You want to be at our mercy, little human? You want to be ravished by two feral monsters, is that it?” Aimar’s words made your pussy tingle, your whole body filling with anticipation and sexual energy.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” you chanted, ready to be fucked mercilessly.

“Haritz, bring the ropes.” Aimar ordered as he took off your panties, leaving you completely naked before him.

Your minotaur boyfriend complied, taking out some soft ropes that that they tied around your hands and ankles. They manhandled you to your front and before you could think twice about it, your hands and legs were tied to the bed frame, face down, not a single millimeter to give. You were, indeed, at their mercy, and that made you shiver in anticipation, your pussy so wet you could barely think of anything apart from them, wanting them.

“Does it feel okay?” Haritz asked, always the gentleman.

Your “yes” was cut short when Aimar laid under you and pulled your hips to his face. He launched for your pussy as he latched onto your clit and sucked hard. You screamed at the top of your lungs, the sensation so sudden and so harsh that you tried to close your legs around his head. You couldn’t, the ropes to tightly wrapped around your ankles. Haritz giggled as he caressed your hair and your back. There was no caress, no tenderness in his tongue, in his tusks framing your labia. He was an orc on a mission, and you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Should I do the honors, honey? Should I spank you raw as Aimar fucks your pretty pussy with his tongue?” You wanted to answer Haritz, you really did… But you couldn’t. Your face pressed against the pillow as you drooled on it. Pleasure so good you didn’t know if you wanted to push into it or away from it. It was maddening. But Haritz wasn’t really expecting an answer for you. “How many should I give her, Aimar? Five? Ten?” He wondered out loud as Aimar finger rubbed against your entrance. “I think ten would be enough. I want her to feel it tomorrow.” You never saw this aspect of your lovely minotaur, he was always so soft and tender, hearing him be so raw, so sexy… It did things to you. That’s why you weren’t expecting the first smack against your ass-cheek.

Slap.

It sounded so loud in the room that Aimar stopped for a second, as surprised as you. You looked over your shoulder to see Haritz smirking down at you two, his bulk sitting down on Aimar’s abs. He was rubbing his ass against the orc’s clothed dick, his own bobbing freely as he ground down. He groaned, looking like a Greek god with the light coming down on him, framing his face with his beautiful hair and big horns.

Slap.

You arched your back, pressing your pussy against Aimar’s still shocked expression. That broke him off his stupor, getting back to his tasks as he sucked on your clit like a starving man savoring his last meal. It hurt. It hurt so much you felt tears in your eyes… But it was so good. Your brain completely off line as they kept playing with your pliant body.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Harit’z hand landed on you three times in a row, making you scream and bite down on the pillow, not wanting to alert your neighbors that you were being fucked (again). You felt the bed dipping as Haritz reached for the lube in the nightstand, kissing your shoulder as he got back to his position. You got to breathe for a few seconds as Aimar sucked your clit back into his mouth and Haritz’s hand descended on your ass again.

Slap.

You screamed as you came, the assault of Haritz’s hand and Aimar’s tongue too great to hold back your orgasm. You barely felt the next smack because you were floating on a sea of pain and pleasure, so high and good that you were dizzy with it.

Slap.

Aimar was eating you out again, only stopping enough to let you catch your breath before he was tongue fucking you again, his fingers reaching inside of you to play with your G-spot. You screamed against the pillow again, your eyes rolling back into your head as tears rolled down your face to land on the pillow, making a puddle under your face.

Slap.

Aimar’s clever tongue and fast fingers drove another orgasm out of you, interrupted by another slap that only catapulted you into a new dimension of sensation when Haritz’s slap landed on your asshole. You cried out again, the feeling strange to you, but so good you didn’t know how to deal with it, your back arched and your pussy pressed against Aimar’s face. Haritz’s groaned behind you, but your head was too heavy with pleasure to look over your shoulder and see what was happening.

Slap.

Your groan was mirrored by Aimar’s under you, and you could hear some wet slap sounds behind you. You didn’t have to turn around to know Haritz was fucking himself on Aimar’s cock. The fact that they were fucking each other as they ravished you only made you feel everything more, more intense, stronger. It was exhilarating to be under their mercy as they fucked each other brains out at the same time. It was the best sensation ever.

Slap.

As soon as Haritz’s hand made contact with your ass again, you cried out as the doors inside of you opened to let out a flood of juices. Aimar’s groaned pitifully under you as you squirted all over his face and he kept eating you out until you were shivering with overstimulation and his body was convulsing under you. You looked over your shoulder to see Haritz’s body bouncing on Aimar’s dick, head thrown back as he kneaded your raw ass, grounding himself on you as he chased his own orgasm.

You watched in a trance as they came, Aimar groaning and whimpering as he pushed his hips up, almost throwing Haritz’s off balance. The minotaur bulked against his hand as he came. Shoot after shoot of his come landed on Aimar’s chest and over your raw ass, making you whimper, the barely there touch already too much. You closed your eyes and breathed slowly until all three of you calmed down enough.

They untied you slowly, caressing your body like you were their most precious possession. Aimar disappeared, and Haritz was there, kissing your forehead and pushing your hair back. “Are you okay, honey?” Haritz whispered against your ear and you nodded. He kissed your lips softly, a soft smile spreading on his pretty minotaur’s face.

He carried you to the bathroom, Aimar already there, shower running as he grabbed you off Haritz’s arms. They pressed themselves against your front and back, caressing your body softly as they whispered sweet words against your hair. You were floating on a cloud, too tired to answer, but so blessed out you felt like you were in heaven.