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It was yet again another slow day at the agency, the great detective Ranpo having received no cases of interest and passing along anything that came his way. Even if something of interest came his way he would simply ignore it as he was waiting on something far more important.
It had been three months since he had entered a romantic relationship with his once rival Edgar Allen Poe. It had also been three months since Poe would start gifting Ranpo biweekly novels to help keep him entertained. For them, it was a sort of government-mandated stim activity to keep Ranpo from dying from boredom. They both loved it and it was a way for them to express their love for the other without having to say a singular work.
It was once again time for Poe to show up to the office to gift Ranpo his novel. He checked his phone again seeing that it was three minutes past noon, meaning that Poe was three minutes late, which really meant that Poe was three hours late in Ranpo time. The detective puffed out his cheeks, crossing his arms over his chest as he spun his chair around in a silent tantrum. Poe hadn’t warned him about being late so he knew something had come up. Even with that fact he still would be pouty until the guild member arrived.
“Ah, Ranpo. You have a delivery. It’s from Poe.”
The sound of Kunikida’s statement stopped Ranpo in his tracks, the detective quickly turned his attention to the blond who held out a book with a sticky note on top. He greedily snatched the book out of his friend’s hand and shooed the man away as he read the note.
‘My dear Ranpo,
I apologize for not being able to present this book to you in person. Karl got in a fight with some calico cat and needs to be taken to the vet. I hope this novel will be up to your standards as I’m trying something new for you, my sinful muse.
Enjoy.
Poe’
A smirk rose onto Ranpo’s lips as he tore the sticky note off the book to inspect it. Usually examining the cover would give him an advantage in solving the mystery inside, but this time it was blank. Poe was really trying to challenge him now. Excitement coursed through his veins as he opened up the book, immediately getting sucked inside.
The first thing he noticed was the fact that he couldn’t see anything, obviously blindfolded. A cold metal against his wrist indicated he was handcuffed, and the soft mattress and silky blankets indicated that he was in a bedroom. A high-end one at that. The most odd detail was the fact that he was completely naked. It seemed like he was in an escape room, but why would he need to be naked for an escape room?
He trashed around a little bit, trying to push the blindfold off only to be stopped by a hand on his chest, pushing him back down onto the soft mattress before ripping off the blindfold. He blinked a few times as he took in his surroundings. It was a hotel room, specifically a love hotel. The color scheme of the room was red and black, the silky bedsheets, walls, and wooden floor shared the same black while the lamps and curtains outlining the bed were a sensual deep red. Two additional details in this room caused adrenaline to fuel the detective’s body. One was the mirror that rested on the ceiling above the bed, the other was the two men standing on either side of the bed wearing nothing but a hood over their head.
Ranpo wordlessly examined the two men's bodies, noting that they were carbon copies of each other. They were too similar to be twins, so it had to be a clone situation. Their bodies looked familiar enough, but without seeing their faces it was too hard for him to figure it out. When a hand touched his chest Ranpo suddenly remembered that he was naked in front of essentially two strangers and attempted to squirm away from the soft warm hand.
“H-Hey! Hands off the merchandise!” Ranpo stuttered, still trying to wrap his mind around what kind of weird escape room he was in.
The hooded men said nothing as one kept his exploration of the small detective’s chest while the other took advantage of his protest to press his hard dick against the detective’s lips.
This size. This weight. This taste. The detective recognized it and everything clicked.
Ranpo didn't need his ultra-deduction ability to know that the cock pressed against his lips belonged to none other than his boyfriend, Edgar Allen Poe.
Eagerly he took the cock into his mouth, sucking on it like the world's most delicious lollipop, causing the man to groan and dig his fingers into the detective’s hair. He was pretty certain this was indeed clones of the man he loved, but still wanted to be certain. As the first clone pushed his hood up to suck on the short man’s nipple the detective released the cock in his mouth, ignoring the twinge of pain from the tug on his hair as he grabbed the hood with his teeth and tugged it off. Indeed it was a clone of Poe, his grey eyes staring into Ranpo’s emerald eyes with a look that could only be described as pure lust.
It dawned on the young detective that he was not in a mystery novel, but a smut novel and he was going to get fucked by two copies of his lover.
A shiver ran up his spine as the second Poe took off his hood before guiding Ranpo’s mouth back to his cock.
“Won’t you please suck on it, my dear?” The clone asked, his voice heavy with lust as he gave the black locks an encouraging tug.
The green-eyed man complied as he took half the cock into his mouth and gently sucked on it, rubbing his tongue along every part of it that it could reach. A muffled moan came from deep in his throat as the first Poe clone moved down, sucking and biting on his inner thigh. He gave the short man a mischievous smirk before a particularly harsh bite that had him attempting to close his legs from both the pain and embarrassment.
The clone’s hands stopped him from his attempts before continuing his rough actions. The second clone whispered sweet praises, petting the detective like a dog while almost begging for him to not stop.
The two wildly different treatments had Ranpo’s head spinning as his body acted on instinct rather than conscious thoughts. He and Poe had never had sex before, beyond the occasional blow job or hand job, which made this experience all the more exhilarating. Was this Poe’s attempt to ask Ranpo to have sex and perhaps a way to see what he enjoyed?
Lost in his thoughts he hadn’t noticed what the clones were doing until he was thrown onto his stomach by Poe Clone One, the man chuckling at the squeak the detective made. A harsh slap to his ass had him gripping the bedsheets, only then noticing the handcuffs had been removed. His gaze went to Poe Clone Two who had moved in front of him, a soft smile on his lips as he once again offered his cock up for the detective's mouth which he greedily took.
“Such a little desperate cock slut,” Poe Clone One growled as he pushed the thin pointed tip of a bottle into Ranpo’s entrance, squeezing the bottle and letting a cold thick fluid explode into Ranpo and coat his insides.
It seemed as if the dumping of lube was all the preparation the detective would get as the clone wasted no time in aligning himself and pushing in rather forcefully. The sensation was unpleasant, but luckily not painful like it would be in the real world. In the real world, he probably would have been torn open from the lack of preparation. He internally thanked the real Poe for not being completely realistic in this novel’s universe.
It wasn’t long before Poe Clone One started moving, his thrust quick and forceful, shaking the detective’s small body and forcing him to take more of Poe Clone Two’s cock into his mouth. The Clone seemed to have little complaints with his counterparts roughness of their shared partner as he began to move his hips in gentle shallow thrusts.
Between the two Ranpo found himself unable to think, the only things that he could remotely focus on were the two cocks claiming his holes. Muffled lewd moans and drool made their way out of Ranpo’s mouth as the clone whispered both praise and degradation that had his eyes rolling back.
“My pathetic whore.”
“You’re doing amazing, darling.”
“You like taking it deep like a cheap slut, huh?”
“My precious little angel.”
“Look at you moaning like a bitch in heat.”
“Keep going, my dear. It feels so good.”
His head was spinning as his stomach grew tighter, a sign his orgasm was nearing. The clones seemed to be nearing their orgasm too, their movements becoming sloppier and harsher while their moans grew in volume.
Poe Clone Two was the first to cum, his hand buried deep in the detective's dark locks as the thick, warm, salty liquid shot out into the short man’s mouth. The sensation and taste were enough to send Ranpo over the edge, cumming onto the silky bedsheets as he tensed around the cock still inside him. After a few more sloppy thrusts and a harsh bite to his shoulder Poe Clone One finally released his seed deep into the detective.
He barely had time to recover from the activities before he was transported back to the real world, still panting and having a phantom feeling of a cock buried inside him and the taste of cum on his tongue. His tired gaze moved to the clock, realizing that he had been gone in the novel’s world for so long that everyone else had gone home and the sun had started to set.
“Ah, my dear you’re back.” Poe’s voice came from across the room, as he approached Ranpo with a smile, “Did you have fun?”
Ranpo grabbed Poe by the collar of his shirt, wasting no time in answering such a rhetorical question before smashing their lips together in a heated kiss. The taller man squeaked in response to the roughness before his hands found their way to the detective’s hips.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Poe chuckled once the kiss broke.
“You know at first I thought by something different you meant an escape room novel, not a smut novel. Especially with two of you and one of me.” The small man’s lips found their way to Poe’s neck, sucking and kissing the sensitive skin. Even though he was still exhausted from the activities in the novel’s world, he still had some juice left him, especially since the real deal was right in front of him ready for the taking.
“I’m glad I could surprise you in a way my dear.” Poe hummed as he gently squeezed the detective’s hands. “Did you have one side you liked better than the other?”
Ranpo faked pondering as he swung their hands while pressing a soft kiss to Poe’s cheek. “Both are good, I really like it when you’re being yourself, no matter what that might look like.”
The response caused a blush to coat the guild member’s face as he began leading Ranpo out of the agency office. “Come on, let’s get home, dear. Karl’s going to freak out if I keep him there alone any longer.”
Ranpo giggled and clung to the taller man’s arm, gazing up at him lovingly. He was lucky to have such an amazing boyfriend who cared about him enough to keep him entertained and on his toes no matter what form that might take.
“Oh, Poe! Before we go home do you think we have time to pick up some powdered donuts?”