Ploosome Threesomes

Written for another good friend on my livejournal with the prompts of ice and leaves with Fuu in the middle.

Warnings for threesome.

Don't Own It!



The stretching hurt, burned, like the rub of cloth on a fresh scrape. Her still slightly innocent body was unaccustomed to such things.



What would her mother say? To know that she loved not one man but two.



They were so opposite while being the same.



Jin. Strong, silent Jin. Cool as the icy stream they’d crossed last winter until heated touches melted him and thawed the hold he kept on his tightly leashed desires.



Once that restraint gave way, Fuu could do no other than gasp and writhe beneath his raging desire, begging for more yet feeling like she would dissolve in the twisted tangle of need he’d created. She swore her soul floated, drawn to the molten lava that was Jin while her physical flesh and bone felt like it would melt under his intensity.



The change was amazing, razor-sharp and lightening quick. When he snapped, she was lost between sobbing for mercy and begging for more, so awesome was her samurai.



And Mugen, lust-filled, sunbeam scorched Mugen. He was unpredictable at even the best of times, yet just as awe inspiring. Fuu blushed to think of the places his tongue and fingers had been. Achy heat flooded, pooled at just the memories, intensifying her current need and lessening the present pain.



He was the polar opposite of Jin, beginning his attacks with no holds barred enthusiasm. Lips and tongue tasting, teeth bared, fingers stroking making her incoherent as her body pled for more, spine arching for his touches, skin slick with his spit and sweat. The backs of her knees, the soft skin between her toes, even her underarms and the cleft of her bottom, he left nothing unexplored.



Mugen had been the first to play with her backside, showing no qualms at touching, tasting her hidden depths. Tongue spearing, fingers sinking in, the pirate had taunted her mercilessly, insatiable, leaving no stone unturned and no recess unclaimed.



But unlike Jin, when she was lost in the spirals of bliss he’d created, his manner cooled to deliberateness. He methodically teased and drove her insane until she sobbed and begged, the slash of teeth and grin of lips letting her know relief was near.



Jin became wild and Mugen turned composed. Ice to fire and fire to ice.



At least until the end. Both roared their completion like ravenous beasts finding a little lost morsel, she the hapless, but trusting, lamb crushed between their lust-filled jaws.



And she wouldn’t have it any other way.



But this was different. New and exciting yet scary in the same turn. Jin lay beneath her and Mugen knelt behind.



She flinched at the stretching burn of Mugen filling her, pressing her forward, further onto Jin where he lay, tweaking her nipples, cool composure still held.



Even spearing tongues and spit slicked fingers had not prepared her for this ache, this dull throb.



Mugen gasped and halted when she cried out, panting harshly at the sudden stillness, while dampness welled in her eyes and she fought for breath.



She’d never felt so filled, so taken, so claimed.



When Jin’s fingers slid down to stroke her hidden nub, she jerked in surprise, eyes sliding shut as she concentrated solely on the pleasure radiating through her from that single spot.



Cracking her eyelids, she caught Jin’s slight wink at Mugen a split second before his fingers quickened and Mugen plunged in. Breath caught, held, Mugen stilled and in the sudden silence the crackling flutter of dying leaves echoed in the forest around them. One breath, two, before the crunch of leaves sounded harshly as Mugen shifted his stance, spreading his knees, forcing her shaking thighs further apart. He pulled back slightly before grasping her hips tightly, bruisingly and plunging forward, impaling her on Jin’s stiff cock.



The three cried out in unison. Paces sped, the give and take dizzying. Hidden, ethereal flames danced and stretched in Jin’s dark eyes, beautiful and terrifying, The mystical fires fluttered, innocently alluring, entrapping her like bright flames enthralling moths. One heartbeat, two before the fire raged high and the inferno roared, consuming all three.



As their bodies succumbed to the raging heat, harsh breaths jerked free. Faster, harder, deeper. It felt like their cocks were dueling inside her, thrust, parry, jab. Jin’s hips lifted, pressing higher, his fingers stroking quickly, smoothly, drenched by her juices and gliding swiftly across her. Mugen’s hips jerked, cock pounding into her, fingers on her nipples, teeth on her bared neck, nipping, biting.



As the first quivers raced through her body, both men strove desperately, ruthlessly competing even in this.



Neither would ever know who had won as her screams of completion bounced of the rocks and trees surrounding them; and neither cared as her clamping muscles pulled both men into the pleasure filled abyss, milking them relentlessly.



Breaths came quick and hard as all three collapsed in a tangle of sweat and cum, their juices covering the trio from hip to thigh, dribbling ever further as they lay entangled. Hot breaths mingled, further dampening skin as sweat slicked limbs slid together.



Why she’d been scared, Fuu would never know nor care as the glow of perfection surrounded them. The beautiful warmth soothed her, lulling her into blissful, sated sleep.



A/N: Let me know what ya'll think :)