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"Nanamin~"
Satoru whines, glancing back at the head butler who is carefully holding his hips in place. His cheeks are dusted with pink and red and his blown eyes are in intense blue color. He has always been like this whenever he is in heat.
"What is it, Gojo-san," Kento politely asks although he has been tired dealing with Satoru's needs, regardless if his lord is in heat or not.
"I told you to rail me," Satoru answers, burying his cheek against the black pillow he is holding against his face. "Why do you have to be so gentle when we're mating?"
"We're not mating," Kento responds. "I'm simply tending to your needs while the mistress is away."
Satoru's forehead scrunches. He pouts to himself, knowing he needs more than just Kento's tender touch and calculated movements to move his heat at bay. He does appreciate the butler's carefulness, but he's aching to be manhandled roughly through his heat.
"Stop treating this like a chore. Am I a chore to you?"
"Gojo-san...," Kento trails off, a bit taken aback by the male Omega's protest.
"My, my. I left you for a second and you're already giving Nanami-kun a headache," a certain voice riles Satoru up that he immediately shoots his head back to see you.
"(Y/N)-san, I thought–"
"The meeting got cancelled at the last minute," she explains, removing her coat and hooking it on the rack near the doorway. "So... what are you two been arguing about?"
"(Y/N), Nanamin is being mean to me," Satoru whines, hugging your torso and squeezing you.
His lower half is still in Kento's care and the butler subtly blushes at the attention of the mistress. He looks away as the married couple share a short chat.
"I told him to go rough, but he keeps teasing me with soft movements," Satoru hollers.
"Is that true, Nanami," you ask the butler in question.
"Forgive me, (Y/N)-san. I just thought that it may be hard for Gojo-san if I move harshly while he's in heat," Kento explains, still not meeting the female Alpha's gaze.
You smirk and brushe Satoru's snow white hair with your fingers.
"There's nothing to be sorry about," you muse, caressing your husband's face and making him lean in your touch. "I know that you don't have the same propensity as us and that's completely understandable, Nanami."
"Thank you for your consideration, (Y/N)-san," Kento says, bowing a bit to (Y/N) as his hands remain on Satoru's hips.
"So I'll take care of his unconventional needs while you give him the usual," you reply, staring through Satoru's eyes that are beaming with excitement.
"You better not back out, darling," you utter in a sultry voice, riling the Omega up even more.
Satoru lets go of your waist and unzips your pants immediately. You are quick to hold his face firmly with your fingers digging on his cheeks.
Like that. Just like that.
Satoru enjoys it like that when he is deep in heat. And so, you never hesitate to pull him in a messy kiss–tongue to tongue and spit exchanging.
Kento starts moving again inside Satoru, making the Omega moan against your mouth. He still cannot believe he can have two Alphas tend to his demands when he is a mess like this.
He feels you bite on his lower lip and he moans louder, backing his hips up to meet Kento behind him. You hum and move your mouth to your husband's shoulder, nibbling on the skin and leaving temporary marks. Your hands, meanwhile, found their spot on his aching nipples–red and erect as you pinch them.
Kento dares to look at you for the first time since you entered the room and damn it. The sight of you ruining Satoru without even touching him down there makes his dick twitch.
Satoru moans again, quite breathy this time, catching his wife's attention.
"Nanamin just twitched inside me," he unashamedly announces, a lewd smile plastered on his face.
"Don't say that," you reply, standing up straight. "He'll get embarassed," you continue, looking at Kento in the process.
Satoru giggles and continues moving his hips along with Kento's. The butler could just lower his head as he blushes, hair getting loose from all the wax and instead, dripping with sweat on his master's back.
Kento notices how moving inside Satoru becomes easier as time passes by. His slick is streaming down his thighs and Kento realizes that the condom around his dick is completely soaked by the Omega. He glances at the couple again and realizes why Satoru is wet like this.
You have the Omega's mouth around your cock as your fingers comb through his hair. You handle his head like a sex toy, fucking through his throat mercilessly. Kento wouldn't dare touch his master like that, but...
Satoru enjoys it evidently.
Each buck of your hips earns a choking moan from Satoru and everything resonates in Kento's ears. It's not the first time the couple needed his assistance for Satoru's needs. After all, Satoru gets the most spontaneous ideas no matter what day it is.
It's not the first time, yet, he still feels surprised at each time.
The way you look at Satoru with dark eyes. The way your hand tightens around his hair. The way you basically yank your husband's head as his mouth and throat serves as a mating canal for your cock. The way you make a mess on Satoru's pretty face with all that blush and drool and tears. They all still feel foreign to Kento.
And he knows to himself that he would never dare do the same handling to Satoru. But why does the view turn him on?
Before Kento knows it, he is pounding harder inside Satoru. He has his master's back arch and his hips messily catching the rhythm. His fingers are digging on Satoru's hips and he blushes when they leave a bruising red mark on the Omega's skin.
"Looks like someone is enjoying it," you coo, continuing to fuck the life out of your husband's mouth.
Kento lowers his head knowing his face is flushed. He thrusts more, hitting that certain sweet spot within Satoru's walls. Satoru yelps in pleasure, choking a bit on your dick when he made the sound.
"Don't choke now. I'm close," you mutter deeply to your husband.
Satoru sheds more tears as he nods and smiles at you. His jaw is getting tired and his lips and starting to feel numb. But all that agony turns him on and he is glad his wife knows it.
Satoru knows he is close as well, but he was not able to say a word about it because one, his mouth is stuffed with his wife's girthy long dick, and two, he is losing his mind in this multiple stimulation.
Kento just feels Satoru's walls clench and spasm around him as his thighs tremble and his hips stutter. You notice it as well and the way Satoru's lips feel relaxed around you confirms it.
"You haven't came yet, have you," you ask, looking at Kento. "Right, Nanami?"
"The master's climax is the top priority. Now that he has reached it, I–"
"Don't pull out just yet," you cut him off with a firm voice. "Pull out when you already came. Don't treat Satoru like a chore. He'll feel bad."
"Y-Yes, (Y/N)-san," is all Kento could reply as he continues to thrust inside the Omega who just came.
Satoru whimpers at the overstimulation. He just came and he still feels tingly, but when he looks up at you, he thanks you with his eyes. He loves the sensation of getting sent into overdrive.
You smile back softly, caressing Satoru's hair as he bobs his head and sucks on your cock. Kento notices how Satoru seems to have recovered quite quickly. He doesn't know if it is his master's heat or stamina or both. He just got to hold onto that certain ability of Satoru until he reaches his climax like you told him.
It takes a few more deep thrusts until Kento feels that familiar coil in his lower abdomen. It unravels in a heavy release of his semen in the condom and Satoru feels the warmth inside him despite the rubber separating them.
Kento pulls out and you do as well, frustrating the Omega in the middle.
"(Y/N)-san, have you–"
"Not yet," you quickly reply despite not hearing the question get completed. "It would be a shame not to feel my husband's loosened up and sensitive hole before I come."
Satoru whines, moving his hips around nothing but air. He just wants the two Alphas to stop talking and pay him attention already. You chuckle at his behavior as you walk towards where Kento is.
"I'll take it from here," you assure the butler.
"Then, I shall take my leave," Kento bows, grabbing his pants from the floor.
You position yourself against Satoru's entrance when you call the butler again. "Nanami."
Kento immediately attends to you. "Yes?"
"If you don't mind," you trail off. "Kindly prepare a warm bath for the three of us."
Kento tries to process if he heard the order right. He contemplates whether to ask you again to repeat your command or not. He decides to do the latter and proceed on his task as he notices the couple continuing where they left off.
"More, (Y/N)," Satoru whines, moving his hips according to your rough thrusts.
You smirk and dig your fingers on Satoru's hips, pulling and pushing him in a quick speed. Satoru's walls feel hot and a bit painful at the savage treatment and he smiles, moaning out your very name like a mantra.
"Fuck. I'm close," you whisper, losing the poise in your vocabulary.
Satoru finds it hot and his walls clench around you as he says, "Shoot it in me."
You chuckle, low in your throat that it sounded dry. You do as requested and fuck the life out of your husband. You slap his asscheek midway as you near your own orgasm. Satoru mewls, arching his back and burying his face on the pillow.
Satoru clutches the sheets in his firm grip as he feels a second surge of soaked orgasm in his lower abdomen. He feels you slide a finger–no! Two fingers. You slide in two fingers as you fuck Satoru with your girthy length. He moans loudly at the stretch that it reaches Kento's ears in the bathroom next to their bedroom.
You lowly chuckle at how well your husband receives you and how eager he is. He surely won't be able to walk properly later though once his heat subsides.
You thrust your hips more and before you know it, you are filling up Satoru with your knot. You quickly pull your fingers out as you swell inside him. Satoru comes the second time around as he gets stretched and knotted by his Alpha.
Satoru sprawls on the bed, completely exhausted. He can feel you filling him up with your hot seeds and he smiles. He couldn't ask for more.
Images of finally getting pregnant and bringing a child to their family flashes through Satoru's mind. Would the baby have his white hair and your beautiful eyes? Or would it have your luscious hair and his ocean eyes?
The thoughts of a little version of the two of you running around the manor makes Satoru smile despite the exhaustion.
He feels you helping him lie down on the bed more comfortably. You rest on the dirtied sheets, spooning your husband from behind. Satoru feels you put your arms around him as you hold him close and inhale his sweet scent. The knot still connects the two of you as you chat.
"Do you feel good, Satoru," you whisper lovingly in his ear.
"Totally good," Satoru replies. "Euphoric, even."
You giggle and softly nibbles on his shoulder.
"Next time, I'll ask Nanami to double penetrate you with me," you coo and you feel Satoru's walls twitch around your knot.
"Really?!"
"If he's down for it," you trail off. "And if you're still not pregnant by then."
Satoru blushes at your statement.
"I mean, we did fuck several times during your heat this week. I knotted you each day so..."
"(Y/N)...," Satoru mutters, quite in a serious voice which is unusual for him. "Let's have lots of babies."
You smile and squeeze Satoru with your arms even more. "If we do have lots of babies in the future, you gotta quit asking for doubles during you heats."
Satoru pouts, but agrees nonetheless. "Fine," he says.
"Your lining might get thin by then. Also, it'll be a bit complicated once we have children," you voice out your worries.
"I'm sure Nanami would say the same if there are already children involved," Satoru comments.
You both laugh, knowing how uptight Kento is and how he becomes the serious, protective, and moral uncle around children.
Meanwhile, Kento sneezes as he finishes preparing a warm bath for the three of you.
"Seems like they're having a good time talking about me," he mutters.
He puts on a bathrobe over his bare body as he sighs. It was such an exhausting day–trying to feed and fuck a demanding Omega in heat until his lovely wife finally comes back to the rescue.
Well... what can Kento say? It's just another butler duty for him after all.