|| A Nice Gift ||
Synopsis: The holidays are meant to be relaxing, but Thoma knows nothing but work, work, and work. As any good lovers should, you and Ayato drag him off on a weekend getaway promising him a special present that you both know he’ll love. In other words, you and Ayato play with Thoma.
Pairing(s) : Dom!GN! Reader x Sub!Thoma (Genshin Impact) x Dom!Ayato (Genshin Impact)
Word Count : 1.5k
Tags / CW : Threesome, Blowjob, Nipple Play, Neck Kissing, Orgasm Denial/Delay, Vibrator, Dildo, Hinted!Dacryphilia, Cum Swallowing, Teasing, Polyamory, and Hand Jobs
Reader is completely Gender Neutral!
“Thoma, do I have to tell you again or do you want to be punished?” Hearing Ayato’s voice, you pull up from Thoma’s dick resting the flush tip on your bottom lip with a huff. Thoma’s eyes are already glazed over, wet from all the tears the two of you have already made him cry. The hum of the vibrator thrums through his body, a small decoration to the heavy breaths as he tries to pull air into his lungs. Finally he had enough to speak.
“I.. I can’t help it!” He whined looking over his shoulder into Ayato’s eyes for any faint mercy. But Ayato had none to give, eyes sly and unforgiving as he continued to slowly play with the blond’s nipples. He tugged at them roughly, watching as Thoma arched his back at the painful but pleasurable stimulation. If he had his hands free, you’re sure they would’ve flown to your head and grabbed at your hair to ground himself. Unfortunately for him, Thoma was all too tied up to allow for that. It was part of his punishment.
You rolled your eyes, starting to pump his cock at a slow pace. “You have no trouble holding yourself back whenever Ayato bends you over and fucks you in the office.”
Thoma’s face somehow brightens more, and Ayato laughs at this. He just loved to see his precious little retainer all flushed and in the clouds, not knowing what to do with himself as he get pleasured from all sides. Thoma thinks of it as cruel, but you always catch him cumming so much more whenever either of you get him off over fucking his fist instead. It’s his own fault for why he’s in this position, its better that he sits back and take it like a good boy so he can get his reward sooner rather than later.
“Don’t be so mean~ ” Ayato coos at you with a tone of fake pity. “It’s hard to stay quiet when you’re being pleasured from all sides~”
That you can’t argue with that. It was the whole point of your small little holiday weekend. Thoma had been working himself into an early grave. Both you and Ayato tried to take some of the burden off of his shoulders, but the ever persistent workaholic kept giving himself more and more work. His punishment was for him to wrapped up in a pretty red ribbon, unable to ground himself with his hands bound behind his back. But that was more of treat for you and Ayato, so you gave him a more… proper punishment.
He couldn’t let a single sound slip past his lips. Not a moan, groan, or a whine, or else you two wouldn’t let him cum. And Thoma is the definition of vocal. It didn’t matter what he was doing: sucking Ayato off, fucking you, or even getting off from watching you ride the heir to the conglomerate, the man was always moaning aloud. He’s the type to get off on his partner’s own pleasure, so you weren’t half surprised about that.
Still though, you had to make sure Thoma got his proper punishment or else how will he learn his lesson?
“If its so much of a problem, ” You looked up into Thoma’s eyes, narrowing your gaze in hopes that it’ll pierce through that thick skull of his. “Then he’ll have to listen the next time we tell him not to overwork himself.” Without another word, you returned to sucking the blond off for all he’s worth, and the instant change in his expression has you reeling. Jaw slacked as he tries to replace his moans with heavy breaths, eyes half lidded and gaze somewhere so far off that you can’t even begin to imagine what’s going off in his head.
Ayato resumes his work too, playing with Thoma’s oversensitive and red nipple, mouth preoccupied with pressing soft kisses at his neck, humming a melody you can’t quite place.
Thoma had to grit his teeth when you turned up the speed of the vibrator, eyes rolling back into his head, having to lean back into Ayato for support. You were mean, too mean, but he loved it. He loved how your mouth felt wrapped around his dick, just so warm and wet, slobbering over yourself as you bobbed your head, tongue lathing and tracing each vein on his shaft as you went down. And when you started sucking, archons, when you started sucking he thought he had lost his sanity. You’d suck only when it was just the tip in your mouth, like you were tricking to suck the cum right out of him, gleefully watching like you were doing nothing of the sort.
He couldn’t even be mad at Ayato. Not when his lithe and nimble fingers tugged at his nipples, twisting them till they were an angry red and then going on to tug on them again till he felt like crying from how sensitive Ayato made them. But Ayato would apologize with a sweet kiss at his jaw, soft as if it were meant to be more romantic than sexual. Then he’d travel down the blond’s neck to the point Thoma had to tilt his head to give Ayato all the access he could want. And Ayato would cover all the new untouched skin with his kisses until Thoma felt like he was utterly littered in Ayato’s love.
All of that, combined with the vibrator at his prostate was sending him over the edge all too fast and the poor blond couldn’t handle it. Tears started to poor from his eyes, looking down into yours, pleading and begging for you to not rip his orgasam away from him again. But he knew you would do it without hesitation if he so much as let a small whimper escape him. His body started twitching as he tried so so hard to hold himself back.
When his jaw started to slack, Ayato decided to be nice and move one of his hands to cover the blond’s mouth. You huffed but made no move to argue against Ayato’s help, pulling back until only the tip was left in your mouth, sucking and sucking without any break.
Thoma, delirious, groaned into Ayato’s hand as he came in your mouth, shooting long ropes of thick white until you were sure he hand painted your entire mouth. Ayato removed both the hands at Thoma’s mouth and nipple, ghosting them over his chest and abs before coming to just hold the him lightly around his waist with a smirk on his face. Thoma could do nothing but sit there and catch his breath, letting out a breathy whimper when you pulled your mouth off his dick, sitting up on the back of your heels.
You glared at Ayato, words as clear as day without ever being spoken. He just smiled at you.
“He needed to cum eventually. You would’ve kept him on the edge for hours."
Though you could see how his words didn’t match the look in his eyes, he would’ve done the same as you but kept on going for much much longer after all. He peered down and scrutinized over at Thoma’s fucked out face, tongue lolled out just a bit as he greedily sucked all the air he could into his lungs. You rolled your eyes and focused back on Thoma, who hazily brought his up to yours. You leaned in closer to his face, but not too much, and opened your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out to show him all his cum that you had so incessantly sucked out of him.
He gulped at the sight, a little embarrassed at seeing his cum decorating your mouth in spite of this being far from the first time he’s ever done so.
Ayato chuckled at Thoma’s reaction, reaching a hand out and tilting your head back with his finger.
"Swallow it.”
And you did, gulping it down and licking your lips as if were a savory and filling meal, which could very well be argued.
Thoma’s eyes darted away once you had finished, but Ayato had other plans in mind. He used his hand to tilt Thoma’s head back till all he could do was look up into Ayato’s eyes that seemed to completely devour him every time. With his other hand, he reached down and began to pull out the dildo he had put in Thoma as preparation for what he was about to do next. Thoma twitched at feeling the silicone leave his ass, feeling every detail in the veins and each thrum of the vibrator with how slow Ayato was being. Out of the two of you, he was definitely the bigger tease and maybe, just maybe, more impatient.
“Now it’s my turn~”
