The movie had long become background noise.
“Ah…slow—slow down…” The waterproof makeup served its purpose, barely budging from the uncontrollable tears that welled up in Zane’s eyes.
“He must really like you, C.” Michael felt the walls tighten around his thick member every time Clyde paused to give Zane’s mouth a break.
“Naturally.” A smile graced his lips as he gently pressed a kiss at the corner of those redden eyes.
“Relax a little.
You’re going to snap it off if you keep squeezing me like that.” Michael slowed as Zane requested.
His large hand patted the other’s butt before giving it a good squeeze.
He couldn’t help but watch his best friend share a hot kiss with the person he liked, feeling somewhat jealous at their intimacy.
They had already done it once, with Clyde being the first to shove it in.
Zane could barely think because of how overwhelmed he felt.
His prostate was brutally fucked against, and with the added sensitivity from the system, he felt the constant nag of an orgasm.
System…I take back what I said about wanting to try the threesome.
This feels terrible.
[Who are you kidding?] Silas nearly rolled his eyes at the hypocrisy of the host.
It was clear to everyone that Zane was enjoying it.
Not only that, he looked really good while doing it, which is why the two targets were so relentless.
“Next time, I’m fucking you.” He spat the words out through gritted teeth, eyes glaring at Clyde, who seemed amused.
“Sure.” Clyde’s pretty hands reached down and gripped Zane’s cock, running his fingers along the tip that was already leaking some pre-cum.
That easy?
It wasn’t just Zane who was shocked at the casual answer.
Michael was equally stunned.
The thoughts of his best friend taking it in the back made him red all over.
He admitted that Clyde was really pretty, but never once did he actually think or imagine anything like that.
Oh?
Did I discover something interesting?
Zane shifted his gaze to Michael.
It would be weird not to notice the thing inside him twitch.
Michael bit his lips, hands gripping Zane’s hip even tighter as he rammed into him.
The thought of Zane topping Clyde was really getting to him.
Maybe the targets can just get together.
[…] Silas had nothing to say about the host’s wild imagination.
If it were as easy as them getting together, why would the system need to send a host here to complete the mission?
Clyde traced his finger along the lean abs, rubbing the cum soaked skin with a chuckle.
“So sexy,” Clyde mumbled, hands gripping his own erection and slapping it on Zane’s swollen lips.
“Open up, Zane.” His shaft was still wet from the earlier mouth fucking.
Michael gave Zane time to recover from the ejaculation.
His lips found Zane’s nipples, sucking and licking them as he eyed the cock entering Zane’s pretty lips.
He couldn’t agree more with Clyde about how sexy this was.
Michael grabbed some tissue nearby, swiping off the remnants of Zane’s release so it wouldn’t dirty the sofa as they continued.
His warm hands reached for the semi-hard cock, rubbing it to wake the thing up again for another round of pleasure.
His hips rolled slowly, grinding that very spot with his dick, which elicited muffled groans out of Zane.
Michael hummed at the pleasure of being squeezed, gradually increasing his speed once he felt Zane lifting his hips to follow his receding cock whenever he pulled back.
There seemed to be no intention of stopping their lustful acts.
If it weren’t for the sudden ringing of the doorbell, Zane thought they would have continued until morning.
“S-someone’s here…” Two full hours had passed since they began when a sudden visitor put a pause to it.
Zane had long switched position, sitting on top of Clyde’s lap as Michael went to fetch some water in between the acts.
“Mich will get it.” Clyde didn’t care to find out who it was or stop what he was doing.
His mouth sucked and bit Zane’s neck and shoulders, hips grinding up to meet Zane.
That’s not the problem.
Zane really felt like he was about to go insane.
The sofa was in direct view of the door, which meant they would be seen doing the nasty by whoever was behind it.
“Are you nervous?” The almost painful clench made Clyde hiss.
He looked up to see Zane frowning at the entrance.
“I thought you liked it outdoors?”
The embarrassing memory of the waterfall immediately popped up in his mind.
Zane opened and closed his mouth a few times, unsure of how to defend himself after being seen doing that.
Who’s behind the door?
[The protagonist has returned to seduce the TARGETS.]
Zane gave up on talking to Clyde and instead began chatting with the system.
Once it was known that Oliver was the one ringing the bell, he immediately felt his body ease.
His lips curved up deviously, thinking of how funny the protagonist’s reaction would be if he saw them fucking.
Zane didn’t know when he felt such strong dislike for the protagonist, but Oliver was simply too annoying to try to be cordial to.
“You’re right.
I like doing it outdoors.” He dipped his head to lick along Clyde’s lips playfully.
Their tongues tied in a passionate tangle, completely ignoring Michael, who had returned with the iced cold water.
“…” Michael sighed, wanting nothing more than to join them.
Only one person would be lingering around their place at this hour, so he didn’t bother putting on clothes when he finally got to the door.
“Mic—!?” Oliver’s eyes widen at the sudden exposure in front of him.
He hadn’t yet seen what was happening on the sofa due to Michael’s broad shoulders blocking his view.
“Wh-why are you naked?”
His beautiful face flushed as he shyly eyed the taller person.
It wasn’t until he saw the many love bites on Michael’s skin that the shy smile faded.
“What is it?” Michael raised a brow at the uninvited guest.
If it were before, he would have already let Oliver in.
But after finally getting Zane to agree to be their boyfriend, he felt reluctant to even be near Oliver.
“Why are you…” Oliver wanted to ask Michael why he had that on him.
“Hmm…shit.
That feels good.” It was also only now that Oliver heard the noises coming from inside.
The slow, rhythmic noise of skin against skin made his expression turn dark.
The noise caught Michael’s attention as well, causing him to turn slightly to glance at the blood-boiling scene that was happening without him.
This small window gave Oliver the chance to glimpse the lovemaking inside.
Even though he himself had just come from his scandalous affairs, Oliver still felt shocked at what he was seeing.
The person he had dreamed of conquering was passionately entangled with the very person he despised.
He felt disgusted, but also extremely turned on at the sight before him.
None of his imaginations of Clyde during sex could compare with the real deal.
His hair was damp, and his skin glistened from sweat.
If the person he was holding had been Oliver, he would have long traced his tongue along that beautiful skin.
His gaze also turned toward Zane, who looked equally attractive.
If it weren’t for Michael blocking his view again, Oliver wouldn’t have been able to tear his gaze away from the obscenity of it all.
“We’re busy.” Michael frowned when he noticed Oliver gawking at the two behind them.
“Why are you doing it with him!?”
“You looked like you had your fun, too.” Michael didn’t like the sudden accusatory tone that Oliver had.
His gaze swept the other’s body, noticing the freshly stamped hickeys along Oliver’s exposed skin.
“Goodnight, Oliver.”
The door shut in his face, causing Oliver to stand there stunned, only leaving after a good ten minutes had passed while gritting his teeth.
He really wanted to deal with and get rid of Zane as soon as possible, so he made a call to the person he had just slept with.
“Help me with something.”
The sound of chuckling came from the other end, followed by a humorous tone.
“Not for free, Baby.”