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shadowhiveValentine
Pairing: Foolish/Karl Jacobs/Quackity
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: Look, between the clip of Karl and Quackity dancing and then them meeting up with Foolish, I had to do something. This took way longer than I expected causa… everything. But yay it’s here, woo!
This had to be one of the best Valentines Quackity had ever had. Karl had came to visit and they’d ended up spending the night together, having dinner, doing karaoke, dancing together. He’d even given him some roses and chocolates, which had been so sweet.
“I’ve actually got one other thing for you.” Karl said to him as they were walking along the street after their dancing.
“Oh?” Quackity asked in response, curiosity in his voice. “This has been such a great night already you don’t need to get me anything else.”
“I know. But I know you’ll like this.” He could practically hear the smile behind his mask as he stopped outside the door to a bar. “Come on, it’s in here.”
“Ok…” Quackity had to admit he was a little confused by where this was going. Karl didn’t need to get him drunk to get him into bed after all, but he wasn’t gonna turn down a drink. The place seemed pretty quiet, which was a little surprising, but then it was a Monday after all. He scanned the room, looking for where would be be best to sit but as he looked around he paused. And then he blinked and did a double take. And then a triple take.
Because there, sitting at a table alone was Foolish.
But it couldn’t be right? He was in Ohio. Wasn’t he?
“It’s him.” Karl whispered in his ear, voice soft. “Go on. Go to him.”
Quackity couldn’t help but smile, kissing his cheek before making his way across the room over to him. He had to admit his heart was fluttering in his chest from the nerves. He swallowed them down as best he could, putting a smile on his face as he sat on the seat opposite Foolish. “Hey Foolish, fancy seeing you out here.”
“Hey Quackity.” He grinned and his heart skipped a beat. How was he so cute? “I hope you don’t mind, I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well I definitely am.” He looked him up and down, taking in the sight of him and those arms of his. He hoped his hunger wasn’t obvious in his eyes as he felt it was. “I guess that makes you my valentines date. Well, along with Karl of course.”
“I guess so.” He flashed that smile of his at him and Quackity’s heart fluttered in his chest.
“Then I guess we should make it official.” Quackity grinned and grabbed the rose from the vase that decorated the table, handing it over to him. “Will you be my Valentine?”
***
After accepting the three of them had drinks and talked, mostly about how Foolish’s trip had. Did and what his plans were for his trip. Both Karl and Quackity were able to give him additional suggestions for things to do that he probably didn’t even know about.
Once they finished their drinks they made their way to the hotel Foolish was staying in, which wasn’t too far away from the bar. It was only a few minutes walking distance, which was probably why the bar was chosen. He had to admit that was glad for that too, as he didn’t feel like driving. Not because he was drunk or anything, but because he was eager to finally be alone with both of them.
It was a shame that there’d been an old couple in the elevator with them, else Quackity was sure he’d have took the opportunity of being in such a confined space to kiss one of them.
When they arrived at Foolish’s room, Quackity couldn’t help but gasp as soon as he opened the door. The room was dimly lit by tall red candles that were around the room on practically every piece of furniture. Rose petals were scattered about over the floor, as well as over the bed. “Oh Foolish, I never knew you were such a romantic.” Quackity turned to him, with a grin but the other man’s face looked puzzled.
“I… this isn’t me?” He bites his lip, his eyes flicking over towards where his duffel bag is on the floor in front of the closet, no doubt making sure they’re in the right room.
“It’s me.” Karl piped up from behind him, wrapping his arms around Foolish’s body. “Hope you don’t mind I called the hotel up while you two were making heart eyes at each other.”
“Aww that’s so sweet.” Quackity can’t help but feel touched by that as he leans over Foolish’s shoulder, giving Karl a quick kiss before doing the same to Foolish. He couldn’t help but run his hands down his chest. “Mmm now lets get you out of these clothes Foolish.”
Foolish’s cheeks flushed in the dim light, which was pretty cute and once Karl and Quackity backed off from him he reached down and removed his dark tee. Quackity couldn’t help but lick his lips as he drank in the sight of him. Everyone had seen the pics of him shirtless but it was even better seeing it like this in person. He just looked so big, so strong and Quackity couldn’t help but think about how easily he could just pick him up and throw him around the room.
Hopefully that would happen before he left back for Ohio. Even better if it happened at his place instead of here.
“Come on now, I can’t be the only one shirtless.” Foolish was still blushing a bit as he said that, his fingers tracing over the waistband of his pants.
“Yeah Quackity, stop drooling and take your top off.”
Quackity rolled his eyes at Karl, resisting the urge to flip him off as he took off his hoodie, draping it over the back of a chair. “I don’t see you taking yours off.” He flashed Karl a grin before pulling off his tee. By the time he’d got it over his head Karl had the rest of his shirt buttons undone. “And you call me a slut. You were the one walking round town practically flashing your nipples.”
Karl just shrugged and smiled, pushing the fabric off his shoulders to expose himself. “What can I say? I like showing skin.”
Quackity shook his head fondly before quickly removing his tee so that they were pall shirtless. “Mmm you look good Quackity.” He felt his cheeks heat up slightly from the compliment, his hand running down his chest, his fingers brushing against his skin. “Really good.” He leaned in again, kissing him gently. It made him feel weak, especially when his strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him close to him until their chests touched. He could definitely get used to this.
After a few moments Foolish pulled away from him, a soft whine leaving Quackity’s lips at the loss. “Don’t worry pretty boy, I just need to get rid of these.” He gestured down towards his pants. “I’m sure you wanna do the same.”
“Yeah… of course.” Quackity sounded so breathless even to his own ears and he reached down, fumbling with the button and zipper of his fly. It felt more difficult than it should be, especially as Foolish was doing the same in front of him, making it look so easy. Behind him he could hear the rustle of fabric as Karl did the same. He closed his eyes to resist the urge to look, hooking his fingers under his waistband to push his pants down. A shake of his hips and gravity meant that they slipped down to his feet and, once they were down there, he did the same with his boxers before stepping out of both.
“You look so pretty Quackity.” Foolish whispered, sounding slightly awed and he felt his cheeks heat up as he opened his eyes. Foolish was naked now and he took a few moments to take in the sight, his eyes drifting to his cock, lingering there before going back up to his face.
“So do you… I mean you look hot Foolish, really hot.” Foolish just grinned, his cheeks slightly tinged pink in the flicking candle light. Quackity quickly crouched down, having no desire to wear his shoes during whatever was going to happen next. Like with shedding his pants it seemed that he wasn’t alone with that idea. He made sure to focus on the task at hand rather than looking at Foolish again, and it didn’t take long for him to remove both shoes and socks, setting them to one side. He made sure that they were out of the way so that none of them would trip over them in the candlelight.
Only then did he risk looking back at Foolish again, drinking in the sight of him. He was so strong, so handsome, so hot.
“Well, are you just gonna stare?”
Quackity just grinned and closed the space between them, only instead of of kissing him again or sinking to his knees he took ahold of Foolish’s wrist. Foolish looked confused until Quackity lifted his arm up and licked at his bicep. At that Foolish laughed at the realisation, grinning. “Why did I just know that you’d do that.”
“I have to mark my territory somehow.” Quackity grinned up at him after licking a long strip along his bicep, leaving a glistening trail of saliva behind.
“Hey I want a piece of that.” Karl stepped up next to Quackity and took Foolish’s left arm, licking along his bicep. Quackity couldn’t help but wonder which of them had taken the arm Punz had, but he quickly decided not to care.
He gave his arm one last lick, before sinking down to his knees in front of him, giving his chest a few licks along the way. It was far from the first time he’d been in this position in front of someone but this was different, this was Foolish and he wanted to give him a good impression. He looked up at Foolish, planting a kiss on his thigh, before taking a deep breath and parting his lips to take him between them.
He kept his gaze on Foolish as he swallowed him down, taking him steadily. Foolish was on the big side but he loved the stretch and how he felt on his tongue. He loved the sounds he was making above him, just soft moans for now but he was sure that they would get louder soon. That thought just made him determined to make him groan louder and he started to work on him.
Quackity worked his way down to his base, his hands finding their way to his thighs, holding on as he found his rhythm. He steadily bobbed his head, squeezing his lips around his shaft as he did while fluttering his tongue against him. “Fuck Quackity…” Foolish gasped above him, sounding breathless, his hand reaching down to stroke the top of his beanie. “Can I?”
Quackity eased off him, flicking his tongue against his head before nodding. “Mmm yeah.” And then he swallowed him back down to the base in one smooth movement. Foolish let out a low groan at the feeling and it took him a few moments for his fingers to take ahold of the beanie, carefully pulling it off and revealing his hair to him.
“You look beautiful…” The praise made Quackity’s cheeks flush a little and he hummed his response, the vibrations making Foolish moan again.
“He is isn’t he?” Karl whispered from somewhere behind him, his fingers brushing against his back. “Should I get you ready?”
Quackity had settled back into a steady rhythm now and he didn’t wanna get off Foolish’s cock again, so instead he just let go of his thigh and gave him a thumbs up. Karl’s laughter filled the air at that, and then his hand was gone.
For a few moments he kept up that comfortable rhythm, his lips sliding up and down Foolish’s cock.
It was easy to get lost in it and he knew he’d be quite comfortable staying here forever if he could. It wasn’t just the dick in his mouth, but Foolish’s hand in his hair, his thighs under his hands, the sounds he was making. He could definitely get used to this and he was absolutely going to suck him off until he came before they parted.
Karl’s fingers brushed against the small of his back and Quackity shifted his legs so that his ass was in the air. “That’s it…” He whispered, spreading his cheeks with one hand while the lube slick fingers of the other brushed against his hole. Quackity slowed, then stilled his movements as Karl’s fingers, two of them, slipped easily into him. He groaned around Foolish’s cock, his eyelids fluttering as Karl’s talented fingers worked him open.
It took him a few moments to get used to the feeling, but once he did he resumed steadily sucking. This time he moved slow, not wanting for him to cum down his throat, as much as he’d like him to. He groaned again around him as Karl’s fingertips caught his spot, his eyes lidding in pleasure.
Karl withdrew his fingers, but only enough so he could add a third, twisting them around. “Almost ready, you’re taking them so well as always.”
“Have… have you done this often?” Foolish asked, voice stuttering slightly from the suction on his dick.
“Mmm.” Karl hummed as he spread and twisted his fingers. “Pretty much every time we’ve met up.” Another flex of his fingers. “I’m sure it’ll be the same for you too.” He slide his fingers back out again, only this time all the way. “There, I think you’re ready.”
“Thanks Karl.” Quackity replied after sliding off Foolish and kissing his thigh. “Come on, I want you.” He crawled back a little away from him to give him space and he could feel some of the rose petals stick to his skin. That was gonna be an issue for future Quackity, though he might have to keep a few to remember this by.
He heard Foolish get up and cross the space between them until he was between his parted legs. “Here, use this.” Karl’s voice and, while Quackity couldn’t see what he was referring too he was pretty sure he could guess. Especially from the slick sounds he heard that followed. A few moments later the head of Foolish’s brushed against his hole and his eyes slipped shut as he braced himself.
“Ready?” Foolish asked, voice soft, his fingers brushing against his cheeks as he held him open.
“Mmm…” Quackity murmured in response, nodding. “Yeah, I need it. Come on.” He rocked back against him, eager to be filled with something more than fingers.
He heard him laugh, a sound that he lived, followed by a moan as he thrust his hips, his cock sliding into him. Quackity let out his own groan, pleasure surging through him as Foolish sank balls deep inside him.
There was nothing quite like the feeling of being filled by someone else. Toys could come close, but it was never the same. Maybe it was because it was more than just the fullness and the thrusts, but the fact it was another person behind them.
Foolish’s fingers held onto him a little tighter, as he started to move, rocking out only to slide back into him. It only took a few such movements for him to establish a rhythm, the head of his cock catching his spot, sending fresh sparks of pleasure through him. He wanted to say something, to let him know how good it felt, but all he could manage was a mess of incoherent noises.
He wasn’t sure how long it was before he felt fingers brush against his cheek. His eyelids flicked open as he looked up, finding Karl standing before him. “All good?” Quackity nodded, tilting his head to lean into his touch. “Mmm good, think you can take me too?”
“Mmm.” Quackity nodded again, his lips parting slightly for him. Karl just smiled, rubbing the head of his cock across his cheek. On instinct he turned towards it, taking it between his lips and starting to suck him. It was sloppier than what he’d given Foolish just a few minutes before, but he knew that he wouldn’t mind all that much. Even so he tried his best, lapping at him as his head bobbed along his cock, his muffled moans sending vibrations through him.
Karl moaned, his fingers running through Quackity’s hair as he enjoyed the sensation. “He’s good isn’t he?”
“The best.” Foolish’s reply was breathless, his hip movements starting to stutter and become more erratic. He reached a hand around Quackity’s waist, taking his neglected cock in hand and starting to stroke him. Quackity moaned around Karl’s cock, instantly rocking into his hand needily. It felt a little overwhelming, being used like this, filled at both ends while being touched. It made his whole body tremble and he knew that he wasn’t going to last very long. Other people might have cared or been embarrassed about that but not Quackity, he was just glad to be able to be so lost in pleasure.
“So pretty… so hot.” Karl murmured above him, rolling his hips against his face. “You both are.” He leaned forward and then Quackity heard them messily kiss. He wished that he could see, but the thought alone made his cock bob in Foolish’s hand. It was so much, coupled with a particularly rough trust from Foolish, that he came, spilling across his belly.
He kept sucking through his orgasm, even though it became even more sloppy, drool spilling from his lips and down his chin. Karl didn’t seem to mind from the sounds that he was making, his fingers running through his hair.
“Fuck Quackity…” Foolish groaned behind him, the fingers holding onto his hip tighter as he stilled, filling him up. He wished he could have seen his face, he bet he looked so hot, but there was always next time. And there would definitely be a next time, hopefully more than one.
“You two look so good together, you should see yourselves.” Karl was grinning at them both as Foolish eased out. Quackity felt himself flush as he met his gaze, keeping his throat relaxed as he rocked against his face. “You guys could easily do porn if things go south.” Foolish laughed softly behind him and Karl groaned. “I’m serious you two could make a fortune… shit…” He let out another soft moan as he spilled down his throat, Quackity swallowing it all down. “So good…”
When Karl slipped out Quackity felt boneless, losing his balance slightly until he felt Foolish lift him up into his strong arms. “Don’t worry, I got you.” Quackity smiled, nuzzling against his chest, feeling drained and sleepy, both from all that had happened today and with what they’d just done. “Could you deal with the candles?” Foolish asked as he carried them over to the bed, pulling open the sheets and laying Quackity down before joining him.
Through half lidded eyes Quackity watched Karl move around the room, blowing each candle out in turn, the room becoming darker as each one was extinguished. “Mmm thank you Foolish.” He mumbled against him, resting his head on his chest and snuggling against him.
“Thank you Quackity… and you know you can call me Noah right?”
“Mmm… ok Noah.” Quackity yawned softly, kissing his chest. “And you can call me Alex.” His eyes slipped shut and he felt the bed dip as Karl joined them under the covers too. “Mmm you too Karl.”
Karl kissed his forehead and whispered something to him, but he didn’t catch it as sleep took him.
Pairing: Foolish/Karl Jacobs/Quackity
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: Look, between the clip of Karl and Quackity dancing and then them meeting up with Foolish, I had to do something. This took way longer than I expected causa… everything. But yay it’s here, woo!
This had to be one of the best Valentines Quackity had ever had. Karl had came to visit and they’d ended up spending the night together, having dinner, doing karaoke, dancing together. He’d even given him some roses and chocolates, which had been so sweet.
“I’ve actually got one other thing for you.” Karl said to him as they were walking along the street after their dancing.
“Oh?” Quackity asked in response, curiosity in his voice. “This has been such a great night already you don’t need to get me anything else.”
“I know. But I know you’ll like this.” He could practically hear the smile behind his mask as he stopped outside the door to a bar. “Come on, it’s in here.”
“Ok…” Quackity had to admit he was a little confused by where this was going. Karl didn’t need to get him drunk to get him into bed after all, but he wasn’t gonna turn down a drink. The place seemed pretty quiet, which was a little surprising, but then it was a Monday after all. He scanned the room, looking for where would be be best to sit but as he looked around he paused. And then he blinked and did a double take. And then a triple take.
Because there, sitting at a table alone was Foolish.
But it couldn’t be right? He was in Ohio. Wasn’t he?
“It’s him.” Karl whispered in his ear, voice soft. “Go on. Go to him.”
Quackity couldn’t help but smile, kissing his cheek before making his way across the room over to him. He had to admit his heart was fluttering in his chest from the nerves. He swallowed them down as best he could, putting a smile on his face as he sat on the seat opposite Foolish. “Hey Foolish, fancy seeing you out here.”
“Hey Quackity.” He grinned and his heart skipped a beat. How was he so cute? “I hope you don’t mind, I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well I definitely am.” He looked him up and down, taking in the sight of him and those arms of his. He hoped his hunger wasn’t obvious in his eyes as he felt it was. “I guess that makes you my valentines date. Well, along with Karl of course.”
“I guess so.” He flashed that smile of his at him and Quackity’s heart fluttered in his chest.
“Then I guess we should make it official.” Quackity grinned and grabbed the rose from the vase that decorated the table, handing it over to him. “Will you be my Valentine?”
***
After accepting the three of them had drinks and talked, mostly about how Foolish’s trip had. Did and what his plans were for his trip. Both Karl and Quackity were able to give him additional suggestions for things to do that he probably didn’t even know about.
Once they finished their drinks they made their way to the hotel Foolish was staying in, which wasn’t too far away from the bar. It was only a few minutes walking distance, which was probably why the bar was chosen. He had to admit that was glad for that too, as he didn’t feel like driving. Not because he was drunk or anything, but because he was eager to finally be alone with both of them.
It was a shame that there’d been an old couple in the elevator with them, else Quackity was sure he’d have took the opportunity of being in such a confined space to kiss one of them.
When they arrived at Foolish’s room, Quackity couldn’t help but gasp as soon as he opened the door. The room was dimly lit by tall red candles that were around the room on practically every piece of furniture. Rose petals were scattered about over the floor, as well as over the bed. “Oh Foolish, I never knew you were such a romantic.” Quackity turned to him, with a grin but the other man’s face looked puzzled.
“I… this isn’t me?” He bites his lip, his eyes flicking over towards where his duffel bag is on the floor in front of the closet, no doubt making sure they’re in the right room.
“It’s me.” Karl piped up from behind him, wrapping his arms around Foolish’s body. “Hope you don’t mind I called the hotel up while you two were making heart eyes at each other.”
“Aww that’s so sweet.” Quackity can’t help but feel touched by that as he leans over Foolish’s shoulder, giving Karl a quick kiss before doing the same to Foolish. He couldn’t help but run his hands down his chest. “Mmm now lets get you out of these clothes Foolish.”
Foolish’s cheeks flushed in the dim light, which was pretty cute and once Karl and Quackity backed off from him he reached down and removed his dark tee. Quackity couldn’t help but lick his lips as he drank in the sight of him. Everyone had seen the pics of him shirtless but it was even better seeing it like this in person. He just looked so big, so strong and Quackity couldn’t help but think about how easily he could just pick him up and throw him around the room.
Hopefully that would happen before he left back for Ohio. Even better if it happened at his place instead of here.
“Come on now, I can’t be the only one shirtless.” Foolish was still blushing a bit as he said that, his fingers tracing over the waistband of his pants.
“Yeah Quackity, stop drooling and take your top off.”
Quackity rolled his eyes at Karl, resisting the urge to flip him off as he took off his hoodie, draping it over the back of a chair. “I don’t see you taking yours off.” He flashed Karl a grin before pulling off his tee. By the time he’d got it over his head Karl had the rest of his shirt buttons undone. “And you call me a slut. You were the one walking round town practically flashing your nipples.”
Karl just shrugged and smiled, pushing the fabric off his shoulders to expose himself. “What can I say? I like showing skin.”
Quackity shook his head fondly before quickly removing his tee so that they were pall shirtless. “Mmm you look good Quackity.” He felt his cheeks heat up slightly from the compliment, his hand running down his chest, his fingers brushing against his skin. “Really good.” He leaned in again, kissing him gently. It made him feel weak, especially when his strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him close to him until their chests touched. He could definitely get used to this.
After a few moments Foolish pulled away from him, a soft whine leaving Quackity’s lips at the loss. “Don’t worry pretty boy, I just need to get rid of these.” He gestured down towards his pants. “I’m sure you wanna do the same.”
“Yeah… of course.” Quackity sounded so breathless even to his own ears and he reached down, fumbling with the button and zipper of his fly. It felt more difficult than it should be, especially as Foolish was doing the same in front of him, making it look so easy. Behind him he could hear the rustle of fabric as Karl did the same. He closed his eyes to resist the urge to look, hooking his fingers under his waistband to push his pants down. A shake of his hips and gravity meant that they slipped down to his feet and, once they were down there, he did the same with his boxers before stepping out of both.
“You look so pretty Quackity.” Foolish whispered, sounding slightly awed and he felt his cheeks heat up as he opened his eyes. Foolish was naked now and he took a few moments to take in the sight, his eyes drifting to his cock, lingering there before going back up to his face.
“So do you… I mean you look hot Foolish, really hot.” Foolish just grinned, his cheeks slightly tinged pink in the flicking candle light. Quackity quickly crouched down, having no desire to wear his shoes during whatever was going to happen next. Like with shedding his pants it seemed that he wasn’t alone with that idea. He made sure to focus on the task at hand rather than looking at Foolish again, and it didn’t take long for him to remove both shoes and socks, setting them to one side. He made sure that they were out of the way so that none of them would trip over them in the candlelight.
Only then did he risk looking back at Foolish again, drinking in the sight of him. He was so strong, so handsome, so hot.
“Well, are you just gonna stare?”
Quackity just grinned and closed the space between them, only instead of of kissing him again or sinking to his knees he took ahold of Foolish’s wrist. Foolish looked confused until Quackity lifted his arm up and licked at his bicep. At that Foolish laughed at the realisation, grinning. “Why did I just know that you’d do that.”
“I have to mark my territory somehow.” Quackity grinned up at him after licking a long strip along his bicep, leaving a glistening trail of saliva behind.
“Hey I want a piece of that.” Karl stepped up next to Quackity and took Foolish’s left arm, licking along his bicep. Quackity couldn’t help but wonder which of them had taken the arm Punz had, but he quickly decided not to care.
He gave his arm one last lick, before sinking down to his knees in front of him, giving his chest a few licks along the way. It was far from the first time he’d been in this position in front of someone but this was different, this was Foolish and he wanted to give him a good impression. He looked up at Foolish, planting a kiss on his thigh, before taking a deep breath and parting his lips to take him between them.
He kept his gaze on Foolish as he swallowed him down, taking him steadily. Foolish was on the big side but he loved the stretch and how he felt on his tongue. He loved the sounds he was making above him, just soft moans for now but he was sure that they would get louder soon. That thought just made him determined to make him groan louder and he started to work on him.
Quackity worked his way down to his base, his hands finding their way to his thighs, holding on as he found his rhythm. He steadily bobbed his head, squeezing his lips around his shaft as he did while fluttering his tongue against him. “Fuck Quackity…” Foolish gasped above him, sounding breathless, his hand reaching down to stroke the top of his beanie. “Can I?”
Quackity eased off him, flicking his tongue against his head before nodding. “Mmm yeah.” And then he swallowed him back down to the base in one smooth movement. Foolish let out a low groan at the feeling and it took him a few moments for his fingers to take ahold of the beanie, carefully pulling it off and revealing his hair to him.
“You look beautiful…” The praise made Quackity’s cheeks flush a little and he hummed his response, the vibrations making Foolish moan again.
“He is isn’t he?” Karl whispered from somewhere behind him, his fingers brushing against his back. “Should I get you ready?”
Quackity had settled back into a steady rhythm now and he didn’t wanna get off Foolish’s cock again, so instead he just let go of his thigh and gave him a thumbs up. Karl’s laughter filled the air at that, and then his hand was gone.
For a few moments he kept up that comfortable rhythm, his lips sliding up and down Foolish’s cock.
It was easy to get lost in it and he knew he’d be quite comfortable staying here forever if he could. It wasn’t just the dick in his mouth, but Foolish’s hand in his hair, his thighs under his hands, the sounds he was making. He could definitely get used to this and he was absolutely going to suck him off until he came before they parted.
Karl’s fingers brushed against the small of his back and Quackity shifted his legs so that his ass was in the air. “That’s it…” He whispered, spreading his cheeks with one hand while the lube slick fingers of the other brushed against his hole. Quackity slowed, then stilled his movements as Karl’s fingers, two of them, slipped easily into him. He groaned around Foolish’s cock, his eyelids fluttering as Karl’s talented fingers worked him open.
It took him a few moments to get used to the feeling, but once he did he resumed steadily sucking. This time he moved slow, not wanting for him to cum down his throat, as much as he’d like him to. He groaned again around him as Karl’s fingertips caught his spot, his eyes lidding in pleasure.
Karl withdrew his fingers, but only enough so he could add a third, twisting them around. “Almost ready, you’re taking them so well as always.”
“Have… have you done this often?” Foolish asked, voice stuttering slightly from the suction on his dick.
“Mmm.” Karl hummed as he spread and twisted his fingers. “Pretty much every time we’ve met up.” Another flex of his fingers. “I’m sure it’ll be the same for you too.” He slide his fingers back out again, only this time all the way. “There, I think you’re ready.”
“Thanks Karl.” Quackity replied after sliding off Foolish and kissing his thigh. “Come on, I want you.” He crawled back a little away from him to give him space and he could feel some of the rose petals stick to his skin. That was gonna be an issue for future Quackity, though he might have to keep a few to remember this by.
He heard Foolish get up and cross the space between them until he was between his parted legs. “Here, use this.” Karl’s voice and, while Quackity couldn’t see what he was referring too he was pretty sure he could guess. Especially from the slick sounds he heard that followed. A few moments later the head of Foolish’s brushed against his hole and his eyes slipped shut as he braced himself.
“Ready?” Foolish asked, voice soft, his fingers brushing against his cheeks as he held him open.
“Mmm…” Quackity murmured in response, nodding. “Yeah, I need it. Come on.” He rocked back against him, eager to be filled with something more than fingers.
He heard him laugh, a sound that he lived, followed by a moan as he thrust his hips, his cock sliding into him. Quackity let out his own groan, pleasure surging through him as Foolish sank balls deep inside him.
There was nothing quite like the feeling of being filled by someone else. Toys could come close, but it was never the same. Maybe it was because it was more than just the fullness and the thrusts, but the fact it was another person behind them.
Foolish’s fingers held onto him a little tighter, as he started to move, rocking out only to slide back into him. It only took a few such movements for him to establish a rhythm, the head of his cock catching his spot, sending fresh sparks of pleasure through him. He wanted to say something, to let him know how good it felt, but all he could manage was a mess of incoherent noises.
He wasn’t sure how long it was before he felt fingers brush against his cheek. His eyelids flicked open as he looked up, finding Karl standing before him. “All good?” Quackity nodded, tilting his head to lean into his touch. “Mmm good, think you can take me too?”
“Mmm.” Quackity nodded again, his lips parting slightly for him. Karl just smiled, rubbing the head of his cock across his cheek. On instinct he turned towards it, taking it between his lips and starting to suck him. It was sloppier than what he’d given Foolish just a few minutes before, but he knew that he wouldn’t mind all that much. Even so he tried his best, lapping at him as his head bobbed along his cock, his muffled moans sending vibrations through him.
Karl moaned, his fingers running through Quackity’s hair as he enjoyed the sensation. “He’s good isn’t he?”
“The best.” Foolish’s reply was breathless, his hip movements starting to stutter and become more erratic. He reached a hand around Quackity’s waist, taking his neglected cock in hand and starting to stroke him. Quackity moaned around Karl’s cock, instantly rocking into his hand needily. It felt a little overwhelming, being used like this, filled at both ends while being touched. It made his whole body tremble and he knew that he wasn’t going to last very long. Other people might have cared or been embarrassed about that but not Quackity, he was just glad to be able to be so lost in pleasure.
“So pretty… so hot.” Karl murmured above him, rolling his hips against his face. “You both are.” He leaned forward and then Quackity heard them messily kiss. He wished that he could see, but the thought alone made his cock bob in Foolish’s hand. It was so much, coupled with a particularly rough trust from Foolish, that he came, spilling across his belly.
He kept sucking through his orgasm, even though it became even more sloppy, drool spilling from his lips and down his chin. Karl didn’t seem to mind from the sounds that he was making, his fingers running through his hair.
“Fuck Quackity…” Foolish groaned behind him, the fingers holding onto his hip tighter as he stilled, filling him up. He wished he could have seen his face, he bet he looked so hot, but there was always next time. And there would definitely be a next time, hopefully more than one.
“You two look so good together, you should see yourselves.” Karl was grinning at them both as Foolish eased out. Quackity felt himself flush as he met his gaze, keeping his throat relaxed as he rocked against his face. “You guys could easily do porn if things go south.” Foolish laughed softly behind him and Karl groaned. “I’m serious you two could make a fortune… shit…” He let out another soft moan as he spilled down his throat, Quackity swallowing it all down. “So good…”
When Karl slipped out Quackity felt boneless, losing his balance slightly until he felt Foolish lift him up into his strong arms. “Don’t worry, I got you.” Quackity smiled, nuzzling against his chest, feeling drained and sleepy, both from all that had happened today and with what they’d just done. “Could you deal with the candles?” Foolish asked as he carried them over to the bed, pulling open the sheets and laying Quackity down before joining him.
Through half lidded eyes Quackity watched Karl move around the room, blowing each candle out in turn, the room becoming darker as each one was extinguished. “Mmm thank you Foolish.” He mumbled against him, resting his head on his chest and snuggling against him.
“Thank you Quackity… and you know you can call me Noah right?”
“Mmm… ok Noah.” Quackity yawned softly, kissing his chest. “And you can call me Alex.” His eyes slipped shut and he felt the bed dip as Karl joined them under the covers too. “Mmm you too Karl.”
Karl kissed his forehead and whispered something to him, but he didn’t catch it as sleep took him.
