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wanderbreadsworld · 1 year

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One Bed, Oh No

Kenny Omega x reader

Summary: Checking into the hotel with your best friend was fine. Sharing a room was a common occurrence, so no big deal! Until you open the door and see only. One. Bed. No big deal right? It's not like you haven't shared one before when things are tight. But this bed is barely big enough for one of you, let alone both of you...With growing feelings on both sides, how will you figure this out? (A/N; it's a full-sized bed, so it's pretty small lol)

Tagging @besthimbomachine, I hope you enjoy it. She's not proofread, but she'll do lol.

"Y/N, come on! It's cold!" Kenny called out from the door to the hotel, standing there with his suitcase and duffelbag, waiting for me. I stopped trying to pull my stuck suitcase out of the car to deadpan to him, giving him a "fucking really?" look. But when that only seemed to make him laugh, I went back to my suitcase. after another moment of struggling, the suitcase was free from the trunk of the rental car, and I nearly fell backwards from the force I used to get it out. Closing the door with a slam, I made my way to the door, shivering all the while.

Once we stepped inside through the automatic doors, the warm air of the lobby hit us, and we both couldn't help the happy sigh we released. A shiver running down my spine as I closed my eyes and relaxed. It would still take some time of being inside to fully warm up, but this was an amazing start.

While I was enjoying the warmth, Kenny checked us into our room. When I opened my eyes, his blue ones were looking down at me, waiting for me to notice him. His cheeks were flushed from being outside. I knew my own face looked the same, especially after wrestling my luggage out of the car. It wasn't something I thought much about until now, but Kenny looked cute with a blush to his skin. But I couldn't stare at him forever right now, we had a show to get ready for, so I spoke up, seeming to catch him off guard. Like he was lost in his own thoughts as he peered down at me.

"Let's go get settled then. You have a show to wrestle in, and I have catering to terrorize." This earned a chuckle from Kenny, shaking his head as he turned to lead the way, mumbling something about me always being so hungry. Rolling my eyes at his remark, I followed after him down the carpeted hallway, finally taking in the surroundings.

The hotel was generic. Patterned and distracting floor, simple wooden doors, along with a sort of beige wallpaper and semi-fancy light fixtures on the walls. / I was so busy looking at our hotel and judging their design choices, that I nearly ran into Kenny.

"Woah, watch it. I'm just trying to get us in here." Kenny joked, sliding the key card into the latch, opening it with a satisfying beep. Pushing the door open and letting me in, I apologized, blushing slightly from embarrassment after almost running into his big, strong chest. Wait, what the fuck? Why am I complimenting his chest? At the very least, why the fuck am I thinking about him that way with him right here. Those kind of thoughts were alone thoughts only. Although now, with our close proximity, his blush from earlier, his still playful and sweet attitude despite being freezing cold. It was all pushing forcefully to the front of my mind.

'I don't know, maybe I just need to rub one out before tonight. I have been around people nearly all day the past few days' I shrugged to myself, stepping further into the room. Only to then stop in shock as the culmination of my lustful thoughts, and the realization of only one bed, hit me like a truck.

"Oh no," I muttered to myself, but it was just loud enough that Kenny heard. He was still getting into the room, trying to gently set his stuff down so he could inspect the room.

"What 'oh no'? Is the place trashed already?" Kenny finally turned to look at the room, seeing only the one bed. "Well it's not that bad. We can share." He walked around the bed, inspecting it and seeing just how small it was. I would barely fit him, let alone the both of us. Kenny raised his eyebrows, rubbing his scruffy chin as he thought to himself.

"'Oh no' may be right." Kenny seemed to be lost in thought for a moment before shaking his head and clapping his hands, startling me. He moved too fast for me to come up with any snarky retort about it being the wrong room before he was going through his duffle bag to make sure he had everything he needed for tonight.

"I guess I can sort it out later during the show. Since you'll be busy getting your ass kicked," I joked, trying to distract myself from the current situation, and trying to return to a sense of normalcy. My jab only made Kenny let out a bark of a laugh, throwing his curls back as he looked at me with a faux glare.

"You know I always win. Besides, even if I lost, I'm the one sleeping in that bed. I'm too big to even attempt sleeping in that chair in the corner." I hadn't even noticed it, turning back around and looking to the corner stood a plush chair with a lengthy cushion. Pushed together, and if I stayed curled up all night, it wouldn't be the worst thing I've ever had to do, but it wouldn't be fun. Although Kenny was right, no matter what, he would get the bed. Instead of arguing further, I snatched his Nintendo Switch from his bag, much to his protest, and rolled my eyes at him as I got m favorite game ready to play. Tonight was going to be a long one.

Catering was delicious as always. Along with one of my best friends there, Willow Nightingale, I was beginning to forget about our situation back at the hotel. Until Willow asked a seemingly pointed question that made me stop.

"So, how's the hotel room?" Willow asked innocently as I sputtered, blushing furiously at the unexpected question. Which only made her laugh, those around us luckily too engrossed in their own conversations that they didn't notice. Her face told me that she knew more than she was letting on, but she didn't budge giving anything else away.

"It's fine. They must've fucked up and only given us one bed though. The thing is comically tiny. It would be fine for me, but it would barely fit Kenny." I tried to laugh. I still didn't want to think about it. Before we left, while Kenny was getting his bag together, I asked the front desk if there was a mistake. But there wasn't. That room had our names on it. And the hotel was too full for us to swap rooms, or for one of us to share with someone else.

"Well, sounds like you have to share." She winked, to which I rolled my eyes. Willow is one of the only people, other than myself, who knows about my crush on Kenny. Although I never told her, she figured it out on her own just by watching the way I interacted with him. And she SWEARS he acts the same way towards me, although I never believe it. Suddenly, a thought dawned on me. 'It was her!'

"Ugh. I don't know what we're going to do. He's too big to NOT take the bed, and neither of us can sleep on the floor," I sighed, wishing I could retreat into myself and this problem wouldn't exist. Things would be easier if I didn't have to navigate not only a friendship, but feelings for one of my best friends.

"Well... You know you can share. I mean, if he's okay with it, who are you to turn him down Y/N." Willow reasoned, setting her drink down to take my hands in hers to help make me look at her. And when I did, I saw genuine care and encouragement to go for it. Shrugging and shaking my head, I broke eye contact, unsure of what to do. Of course I wanted to share with him. Be snuggled up to his warm body, and be all pressed against each other. It was the dream. But I didn't want to hope for that, and then be disappointed if he didn't want to share.

"It's just. I don't even know Willow. It's a lot. Just, so much is going on." I closed my eyes, trying to think of anything else but the hotel, and being confronted by my feelings. Willow's hands on my own kept me grounded as she soothed the backs of them with her thumbs, patiently waiting for me to open my eyes again. And when I did, I was greeted by her warm smile, and I couldn't help but smile softly back.

"Tonight, when you go back. If he asks you if you want to share, I need you to do something for me, okay?" I nodded, already having an idea of what I was agreeing to, despite also dreading it. "I need you to not back down. If he wants to share with you, take it. I PROMISE it'll be okay." Willow's words were so soft and genuine that I couldn't help but agree to her demand.

The chitchat of catering slowly filtered back into my perception as I took a deep, steadying breath. Nodding again to show her I would do it.

"Sometimes, and I don't know how, but you know me better than me," I laughed, getting a chuckle out of Willow too as she shook her head.

"I have my ways. Now you, relax. Go sit down and I'll grab you a drink too." I took her offer, resting on one of the nearby couches, my turn to wait for her this time.

'Maybe things will be okay' Was my last thought before Willow came back talking to me about the latest show she was watching to help pass the time.

Commotion slowly died as the show wound down. Dynamite was over, and all of the wrestlers were getting ready to head back to their hotels. Faced with the realization that I'll have to face Kenny and our single bed, I'd be lying if my thoughts didn't drift to more sinful ways we could share the bed, and what may happen being so close. But now I had to face the reality as I stood outside of Kenny's door, waiting for him to step out and be ready to leave.

I didn't watch much of the show, but what I did see was Kenny's match. I barely remember who it was against, as all I could look at was him and the way his body moved. The way his arms flexed when he lifted his opponent. To the way his chest and abs glistened with sweat. At one point, Willow caught my attention, telling me to "stop drooling before someone notices". To which I closed my mouth and sat back in my seat, trying to look normal and ignore the simmering heat between my legs. So now, here I stood, waiting for the center of my lustful thoughts to step out of his locker room.

When his door finally opened, I jumped. I'm not sure where, but he looked clean, like he had taken a shower. His curls were damp, and when he stepped closer to me, I could smell a fresh spray of his sandalwood and vanilla cologne, along with his shampoo. Both together, and so close, nearly making me dizzy. Kenny noticed, asking if I was alright before I brushed him off, telling him that I was just tired after a long day. He didn't seem to believe it, but shrugged and let it slide, following me to the rental car back to the hotel.

Kenny offered to drive, which I happily let him, trying to look out the window as I built up the courage to ask him if we could share the bed. Before I could open my mouth, Kenny spoke up instead, making me jump so high it scared Kenny as well.

"What're you thinking about? You've got that worried look on your face that you get when you're thinking about something really hard." Kenny joked, trying to lighten the mood. The question forced me back into reality, and instead of thinking too long about what to say, I decided spitting it out would be the best way to go about things.

"Can we share the bed instead? I mean, I just don't want to sleep in the chair or on the floor. I know it's tiny, but we can share, right?" My question sounded more like a plea. In a way, it was. I wanted to share the bed with him, to have an excuse to be so close. Hopefully he didn't notice the need in my voice when I asked.

"Of course. I'd never actually make you sleep in that chair you know," Kenny's words were soft, almost inviting and definitely comforting. "Especially since all you'd do is complain in the morning "oh my back hurts, Kenny you bitch for making me sleep here"." He laughed, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Despite his tease, I still felt like I won here. Quickly, I texted Willow, telling her it's all good. And just as quick, a response from her said "Tell me how good it is ;)". To which I could only roll my eyes, blushing furiously at the thought of what more could happen from being so close together.

Back in our room, things moved fast. Kenny took a shower and cleaned up while I turned on the TV to some channel for background noise as I got ready for bed and waited for the bathroom to be open. When it did, Kenny stepped through in fresh pajamas, letting me in to do my own routine. Despite doing every step, which takes me a little while, it all still moved so fast.

And as I crawled into bed with Kenny, my heart pounded. I hoped he couldn't notice. Luckily Kenny, tired from his match and fresh out of a relaxing shower, was already out. So I turned off the lights and TV, rolling over so our back were together. Checking my phone one last time was another text from Willow, saying "goodnight, don't let the Kenny-bugs bite ;)". I rolled my eyes at her attempt to change the saying, but still chuckled at it. I told her good night before turning off my phone and getting some sleep of my own. Kenny's warm scent and body heat lulling me into a deep sleep.

"Oh Kenny." I moaned as his lips caressed my neck with kisses. His own moans filling the room as he rutted his hips against me. Large hands held my hips in place as he rolled on top of me, pressing my front into the bed as he thrust his hard-on into my ass. Praises left his lips. Things about how good I felt, how he's been wanting this. Everything I've ever wanted to hear him say to me spilled from his lips.

"Y/n, fuck I need you," Kenny moaned, holding himself against me for a moment to feel the pressure of our bodies together. "Oh fuck no," Now his voice sounded worried. Worried something was wrong, I turned over to look at him, but he was gone.

When I finally opened my eyes from my dream, I met Kenny's. They were filled with shock and horror at what's happened. Quickly, he pulled his hips away, my own chasing them for a moment, my sleepy mind just wanting more pleasure.

"I'm so sorry, oh my god," Kenny proceeded to apologize profusely. But there was still a problem. 1) his voice was too loud for how tired I still was. And 2) I was still horny. When he went to sit up and pull away to go to the bathroom and clean up in shame, I put a hand on his arm to keep him still.

With lust filled eyes, I looked at Kenny the way I've always wanted to. The effect my gaze had on him was evident by his blush further creeping down his neck as he covered his erection in shame.

"Kenny," I stopped to let him look at me. "If you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to walk out of this room and find someone else to help me with this. So please, don't let me go to a stranger, or god forbid, one of our coworkers." He looked stunned at my words. Not only at the words I said, but at exactly what I was asking. Kenny took a moment to look down at the bed, glancing at his lap before shaking off any doubt in his mind. Wheeling back into me, his lips locked with mine. Our hands finding their way around the other's torso as we kissed with a passion that I never thought he'd have with me.

It was everything I'd dreamed of. His soft lips. Scruff scraping against my chin lightly. His big and rough hands somehow so warm and soft as they pushed and pulled at my skin. My own hands threading through his curls as I laid back down, pulling him atop me. Kenny slotted himself between my legs and moaned as he settled against me, his clothed cock pressing right where I wanted him. And when he rolled his hips against me, I whined at the friction. It felt big. Part of me wondered what I was getting into, but the rest of my mind didn't care. It felt good now, and it was with him.

He pulled away after a moment to catch his breath, looking down at me with eyes that were dark with lust and desire. His face so close, and his body felt so good against mine that it still felt like I was dreaming. For a moment, we sat in silence, just enjoying each other's presence and bodies against one another. But the moment soon grew stale as I wanted, no, needed more. The heat of his body was too much, yet just right.

With our gaze still locked, my hands travelled down his sides to his hips, to the waistband of the shorts he was sleeping in. He let me struggle to push them down for a moment before pulling back and kneeling so he can take them off. His cock springing free and making my breath catch in my throat and my mouth water. The tip was an almost angry red as it leaked precum. He must've been so close to release in his dream before he woke up.

Before I could reach out and touch it, his own hands were on the waist band of my own shorts, gently pulling them down my legs with a smirk on his lips. A quiet gasp leaving him when my lower half finally lay bare before him. After a moment of admiration and anticipation, Kenny practically pounced on me, rutting his hips against mine as his lips covered my own in another heated kiss.

Everything in my body screamed for him, desperate for him to be inside of me. So when his hand reached down to tease my entrance, I pulled him back by his curls, a whine leaving his lips at the pain.

"Kenny, if you don't fuck me right now, I swear to god. Play with me later, but fuck me now. Please~," My words went from demanding, to pleading on my very last word. His hand stopped moving, but still rested against me as he processed my words.

"I can play with you later? Deal." With that Kenny pulled his hand away, replacing it with his cock. Slowly, he began rolling his hips once more, pushing into me slowly. With each thrust, I whined as he filled me more and more. At a certain point, my legs around his waist pulled him in the rest of the way, pulling a whining moan from Kenny's lips as he felts my warm walls envelop him fully.

Finally, he was fully seated inside of me. Every inch stretching me deliciously as both of us reveled in the pleasure. I'm not sure which of us moved first, but Kenny's hips began to buck into mine. Already, the pleasure inside of me was beginning to build as I did my best to meet his thrusts. His soft lips on my neck making me shiver as he left gentle, small marks on the skin. My hands gripped his muscled back, keeping him pressed on top of me as our bodies moved together.

"Kenny. Fuck, feels so good." I forced the words out, wanting to praise him. I would say that there was more to be said, but then I'd be lying. Something about the pleasure he was giving me left me breathless, wiping my mind blank as my only thought became seeking more pleasure. So with no more room for words, my body acted instead. My hands raked up and down his back, lightly scratching and sending shockwaves of pleasure through Kenny. He stopped to shiver at the sensation before moaning with a few more brutal thrusts before returning to his original pace.

It wasn't fast, but it was hard and needy. Kenny's pretty lips mumbling that he's going to cum. His pace faltered, hips becoming sloppy as I encouraged him. Sweet nothing's, words of encouragement, and promises of more to come pushed him over the edge. The sound of the Kenny Omega whimpering in my ear as he came inside me nearly made me cum on the spot, my eyes rolling back as I gave him such immense pleasure, and felt my own in being filled.

My knot of pleasure was still there, still tight, but for now I was sated. Knowing Kenny felt good, I felt good, and there would be more later. All of that let me rest easy as we breathed together, Kenny falling on top of me, his full weight resting down on me. With my mind clearer now, I took a deep, steadying breath to speak.

"Regret not making me sleep in the chair?" I tease, my finger tips tracing up and down his back as his warm breath fanned over my chest. His curls tickled my skin as he shook his head, still not lifting it up.

"I regret not doing this sooner. Let's talk in the morning?" He asked, and I just nodded in response. This moment felt too good to fill with too many words and thoughts. So instead, Kenny got up, pulling out of me and crawling behind me so he could pull me into his arms. With some more sweet words and kisses, I fell back to sleep, exactly where I always wanted to be. Right in Kenny's arms, against his warm chest. Tomorrow would be a big conversation about what we wanted to be, but right now, I was happy to just be right here.

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wanderbreadsworld · 1 year

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Kenny x reader x Claudio

Prompt: Claudio and Kenny speak to each other in French, which the reader can't understand. They pass her back in forth, praising her, degrading her, all in a language she can't even understand.

Warnings: potentially garbage google translate lol, some praise, degradation in another language, smut ofc) Eiffel tower formation (it'll make sense, iykyk ;)), DP, M/F/M (male genitals touch, but it's not M/M)

A/N!!!! I recommend having google translate open while you read, it makes things easy to understand. Unless of course, you understand French lol. In any case, I hope you enjoy what lay ahead! Also @besthimbomachine, just in case you wanted to be tagged, I said I would!

Tonight started like any other night. Dynamite started, all building to the main event. Kenny was in his dressing room waiting for his match, and I waited with him. Nothing unusual.

Until.

During the main event, with BCC vs the Elite, there was a particular animosity between Claudio and Kenny, constantly trying to outdo the other, and singling each other out.

Backstage, their own fighting was putting me on edge. But, then the bell rang, and Claudio had pinned one of the bucks. With a sigh of defeat, I didn't realize that Kenny powered out of the ring, Claudio hot on his tail. It just looked like Claudio was going for another victim, so I didn't think twice about it.

But when I opened the door, two large men stood in front of me instead of the one I was used to. Claudio was right behind Kenny, both of their chests heaving from the run back here.

"Hi guys, awesome match. You gonna come in?" I wasn't sure who my question was directed towards, but they answered by turning to each other, a quick mumble of some french from Kenny, making Claudio nod and walk away to his own dressing room.

"That was odd. What's up with him?" I let Kenny pass. Immediately, he changed, letting both the men's strange behavior roll off his back.

Kenny shook his head, making a face as if he had no idea what I was talking about.

"He's been weird all night I think. I don't know. We should get back to the hotel before everyone else gets out. We have more Smash to play." Kenny poked a finger in my chest, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Since we've had our room, we've been playing Super Smash Bros with the Young Bucks. We kept winning, and I was talking big game about how I could kick Kenny's ass too (despite not being the worst player, Kenny was carrying the team), so now he wanted a match with me.

With a shake of my head, and a sigh of faux exasperation, I picked up my things to follow him to our rented car. The hotel was across the street, but there was no use walking, as we'd be swamped by fans.

The way back to our room was entirely normal, talking and bantering as if Kenny hadn't lost, wasn't exerted at all, like it was just any other night. I was beginning to wonder if something was up, but I didn't ask.

Kenny's playful nature kept me distracted as we took off our clothes from the day. Neither of us thought twice when I took one of his shirts from my luggage to throw on top of a pair of short shorts.

While Kenny cleaned up in the bathroom, he had me setting up Smash. It didn't take too long, even though I had to figure a few things out on the fly. I was about to get my ass handed to me if I couldn't figure out setting up the game itself.

Luckily I got things set up fully before Kenny was done. He would never let me live down not being able to get through the menu screen.

And when Kenny came out he gave me a warm smile. The kind that made his face look so soft and warm. The kind I fell in love with. But before I could tease him for "taking so long", there was a knock on the door. It wasn't totally odd for someone to stop by, but it still caught me off guard.

"Can you get that baby? Let me put a shirt on." I hopped up while Kenny threw on a shirt real quick. I hummed to myself, hastily opening the door because if anyone, I expected the Bucks to be there.

But instead, Claudio stood in the doorway, freshly bathed himself. My face scrunched in confusion at the sight. It wasn't often that Claudio played games with Kenny, and not usually on Wednesday nights.

I went to turn to look for Kenny, only to bump into his warm chest. All I could do was look up and back at him as his hands moved to sit on my hips, keeping me there for the moment.

Kenny and Claudio shared a look. The taller man stepped inside, Kenny pulling me back, so the door could close.

With the door shut, both men stood incredibly close. The only thing that broke me out of my thoughts was Kenny clearing his throat to grab my attention.

"I may have made a bet with Claudio the other night. One where the prize would've been your body for the night." A blush heated my face at his words and what they meant. So that's why Claudio was so eager to follow Kenny after the match. That's why they fought particularly hard against each other.

"The bet was one of us had to pin the other, but I can't go back on my word completely. So I told him I'd share. I should've told you first, but I knew you'd love the surprise." Kenny smirked against my ear before pulling away, standing up and pressing himself against me. His growing erection pressing against my lower back.

"N'hésitez pas à l'emmener au lit." His smooth voice easily switched to French. I wasn't sure when he learned, as he had never told me, but I didn't question. Nor did I get the time to ask when Kenny pulled away, Claudio swooping in and sweeping me off my feet.

The effortless way he carried me had me blushing and shivering at the thought of what else he could use his strength for.

As if a switch had been flipped, Claudio relaxed, turning back to banter with Kenny in French, all while keeping me in his arms.

"Sait-elle ce que nous disons ?" He asked, a smirk on his face as he looked at Kenny.

When my boyfriend shook his head, Claudio looked back down at me, tutting with feigned pity.

"Pauvre petite chose." With those last words, I was dropped to the bed below, squeaking from surprise.

Now the two men circled me around the bed, wondering what to do next.

Kenny made the first move, pinning my arms down. Claudio didn't leave any time in between to linger, moving down on top of me and pinning my hips down with his large hands.

I felt both of their eyes rake over me and the way Kenny's shirt lifted above my hips to expose my racy underwear. Their exchange of words above me went unnoticed, my focus entirely on Claudio's hands moving up under the fabric to feel up my waist.

One of Kenny's hands stroking my face brought my focus back to their words that I couldn't even understand.

"Voulez-vous qu'il vous utilise?" Kenny's smooth voice sounded, and I tried to make sense of what he was saying. My confused look earning a dark chuckle from him.

When Claudio kissed the soft skin of my inner thigh, and Kenny's hand on my cheek moved to my throat to squeeze lightly, I nodded, eager for anything.

"Please Kenny, need to you touch me." I asked him, but directed my words to both of them, to whoever would listen and touch me.

But his hand shot up to drip my jaw, forcing me to look at Claudio perched between my legs, waiting for my response.

"Tsk tsk, tu dois lui demander bébé." That fake pity was back in his voice, and it made me shiver with delight. Being their stupid little toy that didn't understand, and only wanted more. It was too perfect.

So I looked to Claudio, Kenny pulling his hand away. I opened my mouth, and my legs further to make room for him.

"Claudio, please. I want you to, need you to touch me. Fuck, make me feel full please." My voice shook with my pleas, needing one of them to fill me up, or do something.

Without another word, Claudio worked my underwear down my thighs and licked his way to my clit before sucking on it gentle, groaning to himself at the taste.

Kenny moved to the side more so he could take my hand and grind against it while Claudio worked two fingers into me.

I threw my head back, a strangled whine leaving my lips at the welcome intrusion.

"Si ça la rend comme ça, on pourrait la briser." Claudio teased to Kenny, both men chuckling.

Kenny moaned at my side as my hand provided him some relief from his nearly painful erection, reveling in his own pleasure before acknowledging the other man.

"Vous n'avez même pas vu comment elle est sur votre bite. Attends, ça va mieux." With Kenny's reply, Claudio stood, shedding his shirt to reveal his shredded body. It was large and attractive, but in a different way to Kenny. He was strong, and his muscles defined. But it wasn't Kenny.

Although I could still appreciate it since he's right in front of me.

Claudio slowly teased his pants and underwear down his hips, enjoying the way my eyes lingered on the veins that lead down beneath the fabric, right to what I wanted.

With one last tug, his cock was free as he proceeded to rid himself of the fabric of his shorts. I bit my lip when I met his dark gaze. He was a bit longer than Kenny, but not as thick. But the size didn't matter, I knew he was going to ruin me no matter what he had.

Soft lips pressed against my ear after Kenny shifted on the bed to lay beside me for a moment.

"Maintenant soyez bon. Je lui ai dit de ne pas être gentil, alors écoute. D'accord?" The lilt in his voice that told me he was asking a question prompted an immediate nod to me. Not fully knowing what I was agreeing to was turning me on more than I thought. What made it even better, was no matter what I knew I'd have fun, because Kenny would never do anything that I wouldn't want to happen.

With a small nod to Claudio, the tall Swiss picked me up effortlessly, manhandling and pushing me onto my hands and knees.

When he pressed his body behind mine, I wiggled my hips, wanting to entice him. It seemed to work when his hands smoothed over my back, pushing my chest to the bed and curving my back, before taking one hand away to tease his cock through my folds.

I wanted more, but I waited, being as patient as I could. Luckily I didn't wait long, because Claudio pushed inside of me slightly before making small thrusts to coat his dick in my slick.

The slow, but large, intrusion took my breath away. I didn't make a sound until he was nearly fully seated inside me with one last, harsh thrust. My eyes rolling back as I visibly shudder around and beneath him.

As Claudio found his own pace, slowly at first, Kenny moved in front of me. But I didn't pick my head up. Not until he caressed my cheek before Claudio's fingers found my hair, stroking my scalp before he pulled my head up until My back rested against his chest.

Claudio's voice sounding in my ear as I watched Kenny stroke himself, having gotten rid of his own clothing.

"Regarde-le. Il a laissé cela vous arriver. Tu vas être ruiné, petit agneau. Soyez une bonne salope et rendez-la heureuse." Before I could even try to think of what he said, I was pushed back down, only being caught in Kenny's arms, who pulled me into a deep kiss.

He swallowed my moans, biting my lip before pulling away and nodding, looking at me with a hunger I was so used to seeing.

Slowly, I kissed down his neck, nipping his collarbones lightly before kissing his chest and abs, all while Claudio continued to thrust into me. Although now he slowed to watch the way I worked down my boyfriend's body.

When I reached his cock, I sloppily kissed and licked my way up and down the shaft, silently thankful Claudio wasn't pushing me forward right now.

Kenny moaned, grabbing my hair in one hand gently to use as a handle to keep me there.

When I finally took the tip between my lips, he took over, slowly working his way further into my mouth, as far as I could take him before gagging.

I wasn't sure how it happened, but Claudio picked up his pace, rough and fast behind me, while Kenny let my momentum from his friend's thrusts to push my mouth further onto his cock.

Despite gagging occasionally, I let myself relax and be used by the two men. Sadly, right as I was getting into it, building my own pleasure, Kenny pulled me off of himself.

Instead, he looked to Claudio, sharing some more words in French. It was beginning to frustrate me that I couldn't understand.

"Why can't you guys talk to me? Please, I want to hear what you're saying?" I whined, tears of sexual frustration beginning to surface.

Without warning, one of Kenny's hands flew to my throat, choking me enough to make me let out a choked whimper.

"Nous parlons de vous. En parlant de ta stupidité, petit agneau. Regardez-moi." He pulled me closer to make me open my eyes before continuing. "Vous vous débrouillez si bien. Maintenant tais-toi et prends le reste." With his last words, Claudio's body left mine, and I nearly cried at the loss of being filled.

Claudio laid down, resting against the pillows and pulling me over to him. Kenny letting me go as Claudio whispered what I can only imagine being sweet-nothings to me.

I wasted no more time putting him back inside of me, eyes rolling back once more as I sank down onto his cock, slowly feeling full again.

Before I could move, Kenny's warm hands were pushing me forward, gently this time, until I rested against Claudio's chest. He took the opportunity to thrust up into me quickly a few times, just to make me squeak. I could feel his laugh rumbling in his chest.

That's also when I fell my boyfriends fingers prodding my entrance that was already full. What caught me off guard was when he pushed his fingers inside along with Claudio's length, working me open even further.

He went slowly, and Claudio held still for now, enjoying being inside of my warm pussy and seeing my faces as I lay atop him.

Everything he did led to his head prodding at my folds as well, slowly pushing past and working his way inside of me.

Never before had I felt so full. Each moan and whine that fell from my lips made him stop, and he only continued when I whimpered for more.

When he was fully inside of me, both men were groaning, cock's pulsing from the pleasurable pressure inside of my, now, extra snug pussy.

Once again slowly, Kenny moved, pulling back and pushing in, my juices being the only things making this possible.

The drag of his cock, along with still being full from the man beneath me, nearly sent me over the edge.

"Kenny, Claudio, please. I need to cum. It's so much, please." I cried out, clawing at Claudio's chest.

My boyfriend bent down behind me, lips to my ear once more as his hand snaked between us.

"Vous avez si bien réussi. Viens maintenant, ma chérie." With his words, the constant fullness and friction, and the way his fingers applied just enough pressure to my clit, I had the most earth shattering orgasm I've ever felt.

Curling into Claudio's chest almost violently as I shook around them both. Their own cum spilling into me from their own intense build ups.

Despite my clouded thoughts, I whined when they pulled away. Claudio smoothed my hair while Kenny went to grab a rag to clean me up.

The damp cloth made me jump, but I let him clean me up, despite wanting to pull away from being so sensitive.

Together, the pair of them clothed me again in one of Kenny's shirts, Claudio even leaving a chaste kiss to my forehead as I lay in bed. He said a small goodbye before being led to the door by Kenny, the two having their own small conversation, I imagine, about what just happened.

But before Claudio left, Kenny stopped the man, turning back to say one last thing to me in French.

"Maintenant dis merci." Knowing what "merci" meant, I figured what he wanted me to say.

"Thank you, Claudio." I said before I took a sip of water to wet my dry throat, not realizing how painfully dry it was.

He just smirked, nodding before he replied.

"Anytime." Hearing him speak in English almost made me angry I couldn't understand their earlier conversations, but I let it go. I'm sure Kenny would happily recount, and then relive some of his favorite phrases and moments.

Now, I rested, letting Kenny crawl into bed beside me. Without me realizing, he had grabbed two controllers, giving one to me.

When I gave him a confused look, he just laughed to himself.

"You said you were gonna kick my ass. Now prove it." All I could do was roll my eyes before he set up Smash all over again.

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