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Okay, context time. I'm currently working on a rather long story that's probably going to be a great deal longer than even Three Courses was, and thus will be in progress for a rather long time. The main pairing is Cheren/Marley, but there's plenty of sex scenes that aren't that pairing. This one, I think, takes place before Marley even shows up in the story. My writing for the story is all of the place, so everything is being done here and there, this is one of the few “complete” scenes I have, and hopefully the fucking will help tide people over while I work on this massive story. That said, here's some context-less smut. POV is Cheren's.

Also, I might take this down once the actual story goes up, for rather obvious reasons.

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It can't have been long after I fell asleep that I was rudely awoken. A heavy weight against my body, warm and soft, made its presence known, followed soon after by a kiss to the neck, a hand in my hair, and another in my underwear.

"I want to sleep," I muttered, trying weakly to shake the person off of me. "Come on, it's been a long day."

The wordless response was merely to feel me up.

"N," I murmured. His touch was distinctive. Bianca was too fast and less subtle, so that ruled her out. And of course, White wasn't big enough to be that heavy. But above all, N's hand was familiar, and he had a strange way of touching people. It was a fleeting sort of sensation, and his hands were always gentle and soft from never having too much to use them for. And if it made any sense, they sort of spoke, conveyed emotion that no other touch ever did. It was a thousand kinds of indescribable and pretentiously poetic, and... And--

"So good."

My body pushed against his a little, and his kisses trailed up from my neck. He was so gentle with me at the beginning, ruffling up my hair a little. "I think White and I have had enough alone time," he purred with that soft voice of his, and my eyes shut tightly.

"Where'd she go?" I grunted, trying to contain myself as his clenched fist moved in a slow, elliptical motion and capped each downward stroke with a light kiss. It was just my luck that every guy I was with had a penchant for being taller and heavier than I was, pinning me against the mattress as they did things to me. Every last one. His head moved and his hair dropped down from his shoulder, brushing against my face. I relented, giving him a haphazard kiss on the cheek and giving myself to him.

The kiss seemed to really get him going, as suddenly the presence of his thumb made itself known at my tip, and suddenly everything was maddening. "On Bianca's bed," he said smoothly, pulling away from my face so I could turn my head.

On the other bed, a half-asleep Bianca made little sounds as White basically did the same as her boyfriend to wake up the sleeping blonde. Bianca had no problems with waking up, though, and her own hands began to feel along White's sinewy body. The bright lights outside shone through--nobody closed the blinds--and it cast a jaw-droppingly gorgeous silhouette of White's back arching. Her whole body seemed to move with an inexplicable grace atop Bianca's and the shadow it cast alone would be something to masturbate to.

I was so caught up in watching girls make out that I forgot about my own bed mate. N had slipped down my body without me even noticing, until the thought of masturbating snapped my attention back to my own situation as N's tongue flush against my dick, pressing against the skin as it moved. His hand rested on my thigh, holding a solid grasp on it that almost felt like he was worried I would drift away if he didn't hold onto me. It was a strange sentiment, but the pressure on my thigh was strangely soothing and more arousing than I'd like to admit.

There were times when I wondered if White bringing N into the fold with this was a bit wrong. He barely knew anything about sex during their first time, and by their third, Bianca and I were involved. Maybe he was a little too innocent for such things and we had corrupted him. None of those worries mattered, though, whenever I felt his hand or his mouth or--oh, Arceus--even his thigh against me. The memory of N taking White's blowjob lesson--with me as the guinea pig--and ending up overshadowing her was a dear one, though the two had come to be about equal by that point.

His mouth must have had about half of me in him when my shoulders pushed back and my body arched upward. My hand found its way to his messy green mane and just lazily toyed with his hair as his lips and his tongue and his hands all danced their beautiful dance in worship of my penis. I sort of envied how good he could give head if only because I wanted to repay him in kind every time.

A short distance away from me, Bianca writhed without any attempt at restraining herself, and I sort of feared she'd end up kicking White off of her eventually. Until that accidental kick gone wrong, though, the brunette dutifully ate her out. She really got into it--in more ways than one--when she went down on someone. It was an art to her, and one she took as much pride in as a battle, although it certainly felt more fulfilling afterwards. Bianca's legs bent upward a little and hid her crotch and White's head from my view. Dammit, Bianca looked so adorable squirming around like that, just enough of her innocence breaking through to be a charm point. Every little whimper and errant jerking motion dripped with, quite frankly, inappropriate amounts of eroticism.

"Oh, yes! White, that feels so--Ah!" Bianca wasn't too creative with bedroom talk, but her voice sounded so sweet with that pleasured tinge to it. Her hair was all ruffled and all the movements she made while unable to stay still messed it up more. Not that she cared at all, seizing White's head and bucking her hips fervidly as she rode her way through the pleasure.

Watching White go down on Bianca, a position which only a week ago would have seen me grab White's hips and push her harder against our friend, got to me. Just on instinct, my body started to push into the direction of the other bed, not even anything conscious, just something I had learned to do after years of routine. N's presence was still rather recent by comparison, especially since we hadn't seen him in about eight months, and my hips lifted a little.

The push against him body must have made something snap in him. Sometimes, N was overcome by this possessive impulse, and the thought of me trying to move away apparently sparked it. His hands pressed to my waist and pushed me down onto the bed with surprising strength. I wasn't really leaving, but he wasn't going to take that risk. His tight-sealed lips suddenly pushed down all the way to the base of my cock, and my body was just thrown into something incredible. He was skilled, but he always had a certain pace to his treatment. When his animal side came through, everything changed. His head bobbed so fast as his hands felt all over, knowing every little corner of my body that set me off.

It was shameful that I blew it so soon, but... Ugh. "F-f-f-fuck!" I spat as my whole body grew rigid and his lips pressed to my skin, staying still just a moment. The quick surge of pleasure faded just as quickly as it arrived, and I was left breathless. Slowly, his lips drew up my shaft until I was out of his mouth and he eyed me predatorially, just a little bit of my cum dripping from the corner of his mouth. I could barely even see it coming as he pushed forward in one motion, again putting all of his weight on my body, though this time he was anything but gentle. I

could taste my own semen as he forced his tongue down my throat, fingers digging into sensitive flesh. The result of it was that I was still hard, almost painfully so as my body tried to negotiate between my refractory period and the deep, feral arousal. His own erection rubbed against my own, still sensitive post-orgasm, and it did nothing to let the pain ebb. His cock a bit longer and thicker than mine, as he was done puberty and I had just a little longer to go, and the pressure was intense as his weight forced ours together so tightly, and I could feel my warm, throbbing penis against my midsection. Curiously, there was a certain slick feeling to his length, not the messy kind of saliva and semen, but the slipper kind.

My eyes widened as the weight left me, only for an instant; barely enough time to catch a breath. When it pushed against me again, I knew precisely what was coming, but it didn't make it any easier. I was on my stomach now, my painful erection just as unhappy as two mens' weight pushed it against the mattress before it could even attempt to work out the dual pain and pleasure. It didn't matter, because there were other things to deal with.

N pushed into me with one motion, and I trembled. He just slid right into me, apparently having lubed up before waking me up, and going overboard just so he could give it to me as rough as he wanted. As his fingers pushed against my skin with even more force than before, I felt like I was going to burst under all the pressure. My head turned to see how the girls were doing, hoping it would make me feel a bit better if I ogled some boobs.

I had apparently missed Bianca's orgasm in being pinned down and objectified by N. They had switched, and apparently deemed my violation important enough that White sat on the edge of the beds, totally naked and illuminated by the dim table lamp. Bianca sat behind her, with her legs against White's and her hands roaming the more slender girl's body. One hand worked over her pert, small breast as the other disappeared between two clenched legs. Bianca kept her eye on us as well, kissing at White's shoulder while they watched hungrily together.

Now, don't get me wrong. I had nothing against N pounding me into the mattress as hard as he wanted. Hell, it had been a while since I'd been with N and I was glad to feel it again. But hell, was it really necessary for the girls to watch it happen with huge grins? Vague whispers didn't help as I wondered what they were saying about me, and the shuddering man child atop my tried to say things that, in all the confusion, sounded like gibberish.

I was confused, exhausted, still a little groggy, and N gave little consideration to how comfortable I was as he just kept going at me. A girl was getting off to watching her boyfriend fuck me as hard as he wanted, as my penis still ached as it was all just too soon after my last orgasm for any of this to happen.

All in all, the best lay I'd had in a while.

"I've missed this so much," N groaned, his hands now on my shoulders and my forearms as his body lay fast against mine and he kissed at the back of my neck with the expected level of grace. All quick, kisses that would have been light on any other day, but had too much force behind them to be called 'soft'. There was no pattern to them, unlike his thrusts--which, while savage and intense, were consistent and rhythmic--just a random stream of kisses that left the skin in its wake a little upset and tingly.

Speaking of tingly, each push into me rocked my body back and forth. Flush against the bed, it made for a lot of friction as my cramped dick rubbed against my body and the bedsheets in time with every motion of his hips. It didn't help any; exacerbating the ache and demands to stop as well as the growing arousal. I was going to blow my load by the time he was done, that much was certain. Whether or not it was wholly pleasurable remained to be seen, but something had to give, and previous experience told me that it was me.

"Right there, Bianca," White crooned, the two friends' bodies heaving in unison, Bianca's bare, round breasts rubbing against White's back. Breathing was laboured, and White's legs were crossed now, so tight together I wondered how Bianca could even move around down there, but the redness on the brunette's face told me that they managed just fine. Bianca's other hand was now lost in White's hair as they kissed very, very sloppily while watching N and I fuck. White's own hands now worked over her breasts. They were strong hands--she did a lot with them--and they kneaded her breasts and teased at her nipples with more gradual slowness and force, compared to Bianca's less reserved, less forceful, faster treatment.

The basic differences between all of us in bed always interested me, how we had our own techniques and approaches that reflected our personalities and spoke volumes about who we were.

"Cheren's always on the receiving end," White muttered. "He's all mighty and forceful up until a boy grabs him by the wrist. It was the same with Alder."

I wanted to say something, but instead a choked moan came up and my body trembled. Each rocking of N's hips pushed him to the hilt inside of me, and each thrust ended with a radial wave of pleasure that made me jerk and twitch beneath him impotently. I wanted to say something sarcastic and abrasive that made it sound like I hated every minute of this wonderland, that I was just doing it so that N could feel good, maybe throw in a comment about White's ass not being as tight as mine.

"I missed it too."

Oh yeah, top-tier tsundere wit right there.

To make it worse, I didn't really say it. I shouted it. Loud. My fingers dug into the bed and seized fistfuls of it as my body trembled. There was a hand on my chest and a hand on my thigh and oh, Arceus, I wasn't going to last. N still carried on, apparently intent on fucking me flat into the mattress. The girls reached their own fever pitch and what I wouldn't give to just stop time and remain in this perfection forever. Another push, and N sputtered a little, his fingernails suddenly digging into me. The beginnings of an orgasm blindsided him, but I was too close behind to notice.

All in one motion, N jerked his hips back fast enough that only a few drops were actually loosed inside of me. A sudden feeling of emptiness was jarring enough, paired with a warm splashing feeling against my buttocks, but they all took a backseat to the most unexpected part of the night. He bit me.

He fucking bit me.

His teeth dug into my neck as his orgasm rocked his body, and the sudden pain and vague knowledge in the back of my head that animals sometimes did it to mark mates just ended me. It seemed I had finally passed my refractory period, though the hypersensitivity ensured the pain was there and I could do absolutely nothing to stop it. Pain and pleasure mixed all over my body and my vision dimmed as my orgasm shook my body, now alleviated of some of the weight atop it and free to writhe as I wanted to as I felt a warmth against my lower body that could have only been my cum. I didn't care. Wet and sticky as it may be, I could have passed out by thinking about it.

N came back down onto me, panting, again pinning me. He leaned his head over a little to kiss me.

I missed it in all of the commotion, but it seemed that White came as well, panting and tired-looking in Bianca's arms as she watched us with shock. "He wasn't that intense with me."
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