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Their Punishment

Summary - sequel to "Rules, Rules, Rules"

Warnings - smut, porn no plot, dildo use, threesome, gn! character, poly! relationship, overstimulation, hardcore smut, two subs one dom, queer love, p in v

Words - 2037

Francis is squished; squished between the soft skin of her girlfriend’s thighs. She has a tight, almost bruising, grip on Emily’s hips keeping her from wiggling away from her tongue. Her tongue which is working wonders on Emily’s sopping core. 

There are no thoughts in Emily’s mind as she struggles to take what her girlfriend is giving her. Her hands clench the bedsheets and pull at Francis’ hair. Emily’s eyes are squeezed shut; her head thrown back on the fluffy pillow below her. 

Agatha is laying beside Emily on their shared bed. Unlike Emily, Agatha is not feeling mindblowing pleasure. Agatha is only feeling the friction that their own thighs can conjure with their rubbing… which isn’t much at all. They had stopped whining for attention after Emily’s second orgasm and resorted to silently crying.

There’s not enough. Agatha needs more. They are burning for more, but they won’t be getting it anytime soon because they were being punished. They had broken a rule and they were now paying the price.

“Fuck, Frans,” Emily’s wet whimper didn’t do anything to quench the evergrowing thirst Agatha had growing for any type of touch. It only made them tug at their arm restraints in a futile attempt to touch themself. 

Agatha let out a desperate sob that had Francis lifting her dripping chin from between Emily’s thighs.

“Color, Ags?” Francis’ face showed concern, but she didn’t move from the bottom of the bed. She didn’t plan on touching Agatha anytime soon unless their partner used the safeword.

“Green! Ah, please!” At those words, Francis’ concern was gone and she went back to lapping at Emily’s folds. 

Agatha knew that this was nowhere near over, but they didn’t want this to end. Sure, they wanted to be touched. Really, really bad, but with how turned on they were, they could come in a few minutes without any assistance. Plus, they did break a rule and Agatha definitely doesn’t mind being punished.

“Agatha,” Emily moaned. Agatha turned their head to see their girlfriend, sweaty and panting, looking at them with clouded, brown eyes, “I’m gonna - fuck - I’m gonna cum and then I’m gonna ride your - ah - face. Okay, sweety?” Agatha’s mouth waters at the thought as they nod.

“You gonna cum for me, beautiful? Gonna fill my mouth with your sweet taste?” Francis asks Emily in between her sucking and licking on the latters bud. Agatha sees Emily try to respond, but she cuts herself off with a loud cry of pleasure. They don’t have to glance down to know that Francis has finally started using her fingers.

Neither Agatha nor Emily know the secret of Francis’ fingers. They don’t look all that out of the ordinary, no slightly protruding veins or obvious muscles, but she sure knows how to maneuver them. She scissors, twists, curls, and pushes to such perfection that you don’t even know what hit you until it’s already over.

And that’s exactly what happens to Emily. One moment she’s coherent enough to tell Agatha to ready themselves to be suffocated and the next Emily’s pushing off the bed so hard that her back is a flawless arch. 

“Fuuuuck! Ah, Francis, yesss!” Emily screams her girlfriend’s name as her orgasm rolls through her. 

Francis is in heaven. Even though she is not the one cumming, tasting either of her partners’ sweetness is equal to cumming in her eyes. Francis has her eyes closed and is moaning and groaning as loud as Emily while her mouth sucks and her fingers push Emily farther over the edge.

With the sounds filling their ears, Agatha almost releases with the mediocre stimuli from their rubbing legs. Almost. The knot in their belly is wound so tight - just a little more and they could be screaming along with Emily.

“Mm, such sweet nectar for me, gorgeous,” Francis says, finally popping off of Emily’s swollen clit. She slowly makes her way up her girlfriend’s body, kissing and sucking and biting all the way to Emily’s mouth. Agatha could only watch as Emily received a free sample of her sweet juice straight from Francis’ lips. 

“Francis… Em, please!” Agatha begged. Their core had gone untouched for way too long. They felt like they were going to explode! All they wanted was someone to touch them. It didn’t even have to be between their legs, just - anywhere!

“Think they’ve learned their lesson, Em?” Francis cocked her head to the side with a smirk.

“No,” Emily stated. Agatha sobbed, “But I want to ride their face, so… Agatha has learned.”

Francis chuckled and pokes her girlfriend’s nose, “Gosh, Emily! You’ve gone soft.”

“I’m just horny. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get into position.” Agatha’s tears finally come to a stop as they grin up at Emily’s approaching body. They loved being used, especially by Emily. They opened their mouth as Emily hovered on top of their form.

“Agatha, sunshine, you make Emily feel good and I’ll do the same for you, okay?” 

“Oka-” Agatha was cut off by Emily resting her pussy on their face. 

“Oh, by the way,” Francis seemed farther away than earlier, but they weren’t sure if that was because they were on Planet Puthay or because she had actually moved, “If you stop that pretty, little tongue, I’ll stop too. ‘Kay?” 

Agatha could only moan in response which elicited a whine from the girl on top of them. They started working their tongue as best as they could with their arm restraints still intact. They were nervous that there wouldn’t be enough pressure for Emily’s taste without the use of their arms to pull her hips downward, but Emily seemed exceedingly satisfied.

Agatha had completely forgotten about their own need until they felt something cold drip down onto their entrance. Francis’ fingers came to rub circles around their clit and they almost stopped their ministrations on Emily before they remembered what Francis said. Agatha let out a moan as their girlfriend’s fingers penetrated their core; a moan that was felt in Emily’s pussy. The girl shuddered and rocked faster on her partner's face.

“Be good for me, Ags,” They could barely register what their girlfriend had said before they felt Francis’ fingers exit their hole and a much bigger something push in. Agatha sucked even harder on Emily’s clit in response and Emily had to hold the headboard to stay up straight. 

Agatha knew it was their favorite 9-inch rainbow dildo. They hadn’t been properly stretched, but the burn was so good. All Agatha could do was moan into their girlfriend’s pussy and buck their hips deeper onto their toy. 

Agatha was getting so close. They could feel the knot about to snap and they wrapped their legs around Francis’ hips, trying to keep her as deep as possible. Francis could barely move with Agatha’s legs squeezing hers and with how tight her partner's core was. 

“You close, baby?” Agatha let out a pleasured sob in response, “Yeah, I know you are, sunshine. You’re squeezing my cock so tight.”

Agatha let out a loud whine that had Emily rocking harder against their face. 

Agatha was in heaven. With Emily now sloppily rocking on their face, Agatha was covered in their girlfriend’s juices from nose to chin. Not only that but, they couldn’t even describe the pleasure they were feeling from Francis’ cock. They had taken this certain toy before, but with Agatha’s denied orgasms and them being horny for such a long period of time, they felt as if they had exceeded Cloud Nine.

“...Fran - gonna cum,” Agatha moaned, “Please let me cum! Please!”

Francis smiled down at her partner, “Just keep pleasuring Emily, baby. You can cum when she does,” Francis then looked up at Emily's face. Her eyes were screwed shut and her grinding on Agatha’s face stuttered, “Which won’t be long.”

Emily proved just how right Francis was with a groan so loud that Agatha could feel it through their girlfriend’s pussy. Emily shook and moaned her partner’s names as her cum gushed into Agatha’s waiting mouth. 

“Did so - fuck - good for me, baby.” Emily whimpered.

That bit of praise had Agatha falling over the edge shortly after their girlfriend. Instead of screaming out, they only sucked harder on Emily's clit to ensure she could ride out her orgasm just as Agatha was. Francis’ movements had never stopped in Agatha’s cunt, they were now slow and deep. So, so deep. The dildo hit their g-spot every. Single. Time.

After Emily stopped cumming, she lifted off of Agatha’s face and kissed their lips. Their lips that were sopping with her juices. Agatha kissed back, pushing their tongue into their girlfriend’s mouth so Emily could taste her own release. Francis had finally pulled out of Agatha’s dripping slit causing her partner to let out a muted mewl.

“Ah!” Agatha cried, feeling their pussy being licked by Francis’ tongue. It was almost too much for them.

“Just gotta,” Lick, “Clean my little sunshine up.” 

“Francis-” Agatha whined.

“All done!” Francis said, pulling her head from between their partner’s legs. She then got off their shared bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up the mess on her dick.

Emily straddled Agatha’s waist as she placed soft kisses all over their face. Emily was feeling euphoric; she wanted to share that feeling with the person who had just made her have one of her top ten most intense orgasms.

“You were so good for us, baby,” Emily murmured while still kissing every inch of her partner’s face. Agatha could only smile. They were exhausted. Agatha went to hold Emily’s face when they realized that their arms were still bound.

“Em?” Agatha started.

“Hm?”

“Could you, uh, get me out of these handcuffs?” Emily stopped smothering their partner to look up at Agatha’s hands still cuffed to the headboard. A rare snicker left Emily’s mouth.

“Yeah, hold on,” Emily leans over to the nightstand to grab the key, “There.”

Now that Agatha’s hands were free, they immediately started rubbing their wrists. Yes, they could have stopped pulling on their restraints to prevent their wrists from bruising, but if Agatha had the willpower to do that, their girlfriends were doing something wrong.

Emily had been laying on Agatha’s breasts for a few minutes before Francis reentered the room. She had salve for Agatha’s wrists and the now clean 9-inch dildo thrown over her shoulder. 

“Em,” Francis called, tossing the salve to Emily so she could start applying it. Francis then stripped out of her sweaty sports bra and threw on one of her homemade tie-dye shirts before climbing into bed with her partners.

When Francis was securely nestled in the crook of her partner’s neck, Agatha spoke up, “I’m sorry, guys. I shouldn’t have touched myself without your permission.”

“Damn right you shouldn’t have,” Francis replied, nibbling on Agatha’s shoulder.

“I don’t like that you went against the rules, but it ended pretty well for me,” Emily stated, rubbing her face into Agatha’s boobs.

“Em, you’ve gone soft,” Francis teased.

“...I was never hard?”

Agatha giggled, “You just gotta make it weird, sweetheart,” Francis groaned.

“I don’t understand,” Emily began, “How did I-”

“Shhhh, Em. I’m tired and my hips are sore. If I remember, I’ll tell you in the morning,” Francis groaned.

“I won’t remember,” Emily said as Agatha finger-combed her hair in comfort.

“Thata girl,” Francis sleepily smiled, “Love y’all.”

“Love you too, my pretty girlfriends,” Agatha responded, letting out a tired yawn.

“... I love you, Francis and Agatha,” Emily declared, snuggling deeper into Agatha’s breasts.

“If I wasn’t this damn tired… I would yell at you for being so formal,” Francis whispered, “We’ve been dating for… 6 years.”

No one responded to Francis’ final jab. The throuples apartment had fallen silent with all of its residents off in dreamland. Not one of them was under the covers, their mostly naked bodies being the only form of warmth for each other.

Agatha had claimed that they would never pull a stunt like this again, but that wasn’t true. In the end, Agatha sometimes yearned for their punishment.

an: I think that was pretty good. I had my friends read it over and they thought it was pretty good. What are your thoughts?

fucking smartass characters dumb>>

warnings: male reader, any gender for {{char}}, character getting dominated, sub!char, dom!reader

They were helping you with your homework after school today, because you were failing advanced math. He degrades your ability to solve the problems and laughed in your face if you told home to help you solve the problem when you got it wrong. As you kept coming back for more help, one day you snapped and pinned {{char}} against their couch, watching smugly as {{char}} squirmed underneath you.

How pathetic!

Their beautiful eyes looking up at you, both nervously and aroused, feeling a problem stirring in their pants/skirt. You sense their aroused feelings towards you, you then rub your knee against their sex. {{char}} let out small moans as you press your knee harder against their sex.

should i continue this??