Call Me Yours [BL]

Chapter 5

They're so mean, Ardyn covers his eyes with his arms and pants softly. His body trembles with so much pleasure that he almost wants to cry. It's an overwhelming feeling that grips every sensitive nerve in his body.

There's a steady buzzing noise coming from the vibrator Valen holds. It presses to Ardyn's d**k and makes him whine high and loud. He's so, so sensitive. He wants to cry and blame Valen, because he said—he said I can suck him off after I came.

Kahili delivered him such a nice orgasm that had his breath coming out in short pants. He couldn't talk from the sheer force of it, eyes rolled back and a string of noises dripping from his mouth. It was good—so f*****g good, but then Kahili kept going. Ardyn was a good boy and f****d into his hand just like Kahili told him, and after a tantalizingly drawn-out build up Ardyn spilled into his hand and went limp against the bed.

He was supposed to suck Valen off—his reward—but Kahili took his twitching c**k in his hand and continued to jerk him off as if Ardyn hadn't just had a mind-blowing orgasm. Ardyn whined at first, he whined a lot in fact, but Kahili quieted him with a kiss and amused chuckle.

"That's my fault, sweetheart," Valen coos softly. His face is nothing short of ethereal as he stares, his features warm and soothing and so addicting to look at. Ardyn does look, his vision blurry with unshed tears. "I thought I told you how many times you needed to c*m, but I must've left that part out, huh? That's my fault, not yours."

Ardyn's whole body arches with a needy gasp when the vibrator presses into his tip. It's so much, he's so sensitive—and he likes it so much. His thighs shake, his breath comes out in short, pathetic pants, and he thrums with the exhilaration of it all. The pleasure that consumes him so easily.

Beside him, Kahili peels Ardyn's arms away from his face and chuckles at his pitiful, dazed expression. "You're crying." Tears pool in Ardyn's eyes. It tents an erection in Kahili's pants. "Is Val being mean?"

When Ardyn nods pathetically his collar digs into his neck, scrapes against the delicate, irritated skin that progressively grows a more vibrant shade of pink. The weight feels like a second skin to him, so natural.

Valen watches him cry with a steady, thoughtful expression. His lips twitch up, and he presses the vibrator into Ardyn harder. "Don't cry," he utters sweetly. "It makes me wanna be mean to you."

Ardyn moans and his d**k throbs pathetically. He likes him being mean—much more than he expected. The efforts of his orgasm pool on his stomach, spurred on by Kahili's expert hands and Valen's honeyed voice. He didn't know who to focus on more, couldn't think past the pleasure to even consider denying the gentle degrading lilt to Valen's voice.

His orgasm was nice. Good, amazing, it stole his breath and made him whimper, but now he's just sensitive and can't stop his thighs from trembling.

Oh, and his slick, Ardyn's eyes squeeze shut when he feels more slick run down his rim. There's an internal battle to close his legs and hide or beg them to f**k him. He longs for something inside him—touch-starved for so long, he needs it.

Ardyn flinches when Kahili's hand drags up his stomach and his fingers skim his n****e. The brown bud hardens under his burning touch and coaxes another moan from the hybrid. Until today, he never even tried to play with his n*****s, but as Kahili rolls the bud between his fingers, he's upset he never had.

Feels so good, Ardyn blinks dumbly. His gaze is unfocused, completely submerged in the tall waves of pleasure washing over him.

"You're drooling." Kahili cups his chin and wipes his thumb across Ardyn's lower lip. He doesn't realize it himself, but yes, I'm drooling, a shiny sheen only just beginning to decorate his lip. He moans incoherently as Kahili rubs at his lip, head lulling to the side. "That's real cute," Kahili utters.

Ardyn's gaze tries to focus but his mind feels so fuzzy. His lips part and his breaths come out warm on Kahili's fingertips. Kahili breathes out in amusement, drawls a considering, thoughtful hum as he rubs Ardyn's lip in gentle strokes, then pushes two fingers into his mouth.

Ardyn takes it like Kahili knew he would. He sucks on Kahili's fingers, moaning around them when the vibrations on his d**k heighten. His hips raise and he chases the feelings of pleasure all over again.

"Wanna c*m again?" Valen asks. Teases, "What a greedy boy." He slides the vibrator head up and down Ardyn's d**k and soaks up every reaction Ardyn gives. He's so vocal, and Valen is absolutely taken with him. Seeing him suck on his husband's fingers with such a f****d out expression on his face—Valen's d**k throbs with a familiar need.

The vibrator presses to the base of Ardyn's d**k. Valen cups Ardyn's tip in gentle, free hands and starts kneading it. It pulls a whiny moan from Ardyn as Valen rubs his thumb back and forth, right against that spot. That sweet, sweet spot that makes him gasp so prettily.

His thighs tremble in the ropes, his eyes squeeze shut, and he drools like a dumb pup, and it's just so pleasing to watch. Valen wants to see how far he can push this submissive pup until he's actually crying to stop.

He's pulsing in Valen's hands. His c**k is hot, it's twitching and throbbing with every steady vibration. Valen can imagine how sensitive Ardyn's feeling. They stimulated him for so long, the deep desire to explore their new toy too large to ignore. Valen wants to coax him into telling them exactly how it feels, but the poor baby can't even think straight.

But Valen can see it on him. As precum drips onto his fingers and makes his fingers sticky, Valen can see how much he's loving this. How naturally he seems to fall into his sub-space. It's beautiful. "There you go," he praises softly. Valen doesn't know this sweet boy's body, not like he knows Kahili's, but he knows the telltale signs of a man about to c*m.

"Are you close, sweetheart? You're so noisy, I can barely hear the vibrator." Valen waits, expects an answer, then tsks when he doesn't get one. He presses his thumb into Ardyn's slit and even then, Ardyn only whimpers.

Kahili slides his two fingers out of Ardyn's mouth and pats his cheek. Not necessarily a slap, but definitely harder than a tap. Ardyn moans. "Answer him." Ardyn apologizes with a tearful whine and nods quickly. He barely catches himself before he babbles please, please, please. He whimpers instead.

Kahili wipes his wet fingers on Ardyn's cheek and it makes Ardyn's c**k throb in such a humiliating way. They're so mean, tears form in his eyes again, because he's sensitive and he wants to c*m so bad. His hands ball against his chest, feeling his stomach knot with an orgasm.

Please—his hips raise again, and then he can't stop them. He humps against Valen's hand, feels the addicting thrum of the vibrator, and his eyes flutter. His mouth opens to whine just like Valen told him to. He whines and begs to c*m like the good boy he is and is rewarded generously.

"Go on, baby," Valen grants him permission and his eyes squeeze shut, already feeling the great waves of pleasure hit. "c*m in my hand."

He's going to—Ardyn's breaths come out in short, breathless pants, a low whine pitched from his throat when he finally does. It hits him all at once. His c**k pulses, burns with such an intensity, then he's spilling into Valen's hand. Rope after rope of c*m drags from his d**k as he trembles with pleasure, and he's so vocal as he does, doesn't quiet down until Valen's holding every last drop of his orgasm.

Valen exhales a long breath. His tongue runs across his teeth, considering, enamored.

After two orgasms, Ardyn lets the tears spill when the vibrator is pressed against his d**k again. No, he wants to cry. No, no, no—so sensitive. His hips twitch erratically, trying to shy away from the strong vibrations.

"Does it feel good?" Valen asks. "You came so much, you must like it." Ardyn's head shakes quickly, jangling his collar with every shake. "No?" Valen drawls, as if surprised. He finally lets up and clicks the vibrator off, setting it aside so he can drag his finger through the c*m on Ardyn's stomach. "You came so much, sweetheart, I really thought you liked it."

Ardyn sniffles and Kahili wipes his cheeks with a fond, little smirk.

He did like it...

He tries telling this to Valen with a quiet whine. "Oh?" Valen smiles for show, already knowing how much the pup liked it. "You did like it? I'm so glad."

Ardyn's nod is bashful as Kahili reaches to their bedside table for a cloth and wipes his stomach. "Good job," he praises, voice nothing but earnest. "You did so well." And Ardyn's head tilts back with his lips parted, wanting a reward for coming so much. Kiss, he thinks, and Kahili is nothing but rewarding.

He gives Ardyn a kiss that leaves him breathless and wanting more and more. Kahili playfully bites at his lip and feels Ardyn's lips pull into a smile, before he returns the gentle bite. "Still good?" he mumbles against his mouth. "Wanna stop?"

Ardyn quickly shakes his head no, because he doesn't. "No?" His enthusiasm is laughed at as Kahili leans back up. "You can suck Val off then, since you're so eager."

Yes, he almost breathes out. His mouth grows wet at the thought, and he tries maneuver to reach the eldest. Kahili stops him and gently pushes him back against the covers. "Lay down so I can untie you."

Kahili runs his large hands up and down Ardyn's legs after he's undone each knot, soothing any cramps he may have, and carefully stretches each leg to get his blood flowing naturally. He goes to pat the pup's thigh and tell him to have his way with Valen, but Valen wraps his arms around his husband from behind.

"You should finger him, honey," Valen murmurs, a velvety, melodic tilt woven into his suggestion. But it's not that, is it. It's guidance, finality. His hands run over Kahili's stomach, they trail down to his pants slowly—so slowly. He pops the button open. "I want to watch you f**k him." Kahili's silent, but Valen feels his stomach tighten.

He presses a soft kiss on Kahili's back, over his shirt, and sneaks his hand into Kahili's pants. "For me?"

Ardyn isn't sure why Kahili isn't currently f*****g him. If it were him and Valen talked to him like that, he'd immediately bend over backward to do whatever he said.

Kahili reaches back and grabs Valen's waist to bring him forward and unexpectedly smothers him with a kiss. Hearing Valen's giggle, Ardyn thinks he almost expected this reaction. Kahili forces his husband's hand out of his pants and mumbles a quiet okay, against his lips.

And Valen grins into their kiss. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Kahili gives him another kiss and starts unbuttoning Valen's shirt. Ardyn watches with heavy eyelids as each button is undone and gracefully slides down his arms.

His skin is paler than Ardyn expects, a drastic difference from Kahili's considerably darker skin. He's not as tall as Kahili, his shoulders far less broad, he's lean, the muscles toning his skin nothing more than natural. Without his shirt tucked in Ardyn can see Valen's slacks pinch at his waist, slimmer than he imagined. He's delicate and poised, but there's an intimidating glint shimmering in his eyes when he notices Ardyn's stare.

His eyebrow raises and Ardyn blushes. Swallows the lump in his throat and shakes his head.

Valen's lips twitch up. "Are you excited?"

Ardyn bites at his lip and nods, because he is.

His breath catches when Kahili reaches forward and spreads his legs to expose his leaking hole. He's nothing but casual as he reaches down and circles a finger over Ardyn's rim. "I'll show you everywhere Val's sensitive since he made you cry."

Ardyn can't believe he's getting paid for this.

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Ardyn is just so responsive to Kahili's touch. It only takes Kahili easing two fingers past Ardyn's rim for him to grow so vocal. He whines sweetly, spreads his legs farther apart, and silently begs for more.

Kahili is weak to pretty things, his husband a prime example, so he gives the youngest his full attention and fingers Ardyn just like he wants. And Ardyn wears the pleasure so well, his eyes flutter and he gives these breathy, soft gasps that make Kahili want to sink his c**k inside him.

But he waits—he waits and works the pup up until he's panting breathlessly. And they're so lucky, Kahili thinks, very lucky to run into someone so willing and vibrant. He's never been so taken with their subs before. Can't compare the temporary spark from even their long-term subs to what he's feeling now.

As Valen strokes Ardyn's hair and smiles delicately, easing up on his mean treatment, Kahili thinks he might feel the same. "He has such nice fingers, doesn't he?" Valen croons. "He knows how to use them so well. They reach so deep, huh?"

He does, Ardyn whimpers with a pitiful nod. Kahili's fingers are long and slim, reaching farther than Ardyn's ever been able to press, and it's such a delicious feeling. His mind feels fuzzy as Kahili presses into his prostate with such ease.

It's not enough, though. Ardyn wants him deeper. He wants Kahili to turn him over and sink his c**k inside—use him like he's nothing more than a hole to take pleasure from. It's a thought that steals his breath, primal and sick, but it turns him on all the same. He thinks Kahili would if he begged enough. He'd turned Ardyn over and give him exactly what he wanted, filling him impossibly deep.

Kahili pulls his fingers out and Ardyn makes a needy noise. "Hush." Kahili rubs his rim in slow circles, then grabs the condom Valen holds out for him.

Ardyn waits with a dizzying anticipation, his breaths bated. His stomach clenches when Kahili's finally exposed. He starts to roll the condom on while Ardyn mindlessly grips the sheets. That's—he exhales softly—big. Kahili's considerably bigger than anything Ardyn's ever taken.

Valen watches a variety of different emotions flicker across Ardyn's face before settling on curiosity. And because it's a little cute, Valen scratches behind Ardyn's ears. The pup unknowingly leans into the touch, eyes trained so carefully on Kahili.

When Kahili inches forward, Ardyn spreads his thighs farther apart—presents himself without any of his previous shyness. Kahili chuckles when he wiggles closer. He squeezes Ardyn's ankle, then pulls him close. "No crying, alright? You asked for this."

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"You're crying," Kahili chuckles, and it's mean.

He reaches out to wipe Ardyn's tears, even as Ardyn shakes his head back and forth, because he's not, except he is. He really, really is.

Ardyn blinks through the haze of pleasure while incoherent, little noises tumble from his mouth. He lifts his hand to his face and finds with a numbing realization that he is crying. He doesn't know why he is— just knows it feels good, so f*****g good. The pleasure washes over him ragged and unyielding, nothing like earlier.

Ardyn swallows heavily and turns his head to the side. He moans for Valen again, desperate to have his d**k back in his mouth. You said, he almost whines. Possessiveness clings to him. It's mine. He doesn't have to whine, Valen is generous as he rubs his tip along Ardyn's lips, lets him lap at it all he wants.

He rubs Ardyn's stomach soothingly as his husband f***s into the smaller boy. He's taking it so well, Valen almost coos. As soon as Kahili sank his c**k past Ardyn's rim the poor thing went incoherent. He whined—whined so much because that's all he knew how to do. Valen wasn't even sure he knew he was whining.

Valen's lip catches between his teeth as he watches the pup lap at his d**k. Ardyn's eyelids flutter again, until they fall closed and he's just a moaning hole to warm their c***s.

Valen's chest falls with an unexpected breath. He's loving this so much. Valen can tell—he can see it written so beautifully on Ardyn. He reaches down and caresses Ardyn's cheek, delicately soft as he strokes the skin, and Ardyn all but purrs. He tongues Valen's c**k more eagerly, licks at his slit, and suckles at his tip. It's good, really f*****g good.

And sloppy. Valen's pleased he's coherent enough to suck him off. Ardyn is crying, tears coating his lash line wetly, but this doesn't stop him from nuzzling Valen's d**k.

A moan tears from his throat, raw and warm around Valen, and Valen can only suspect it's from Kahili thrusting into him deeper. Valen's c**k stills in Ardyn's mouth when he breathes deeply, his eyes shut and wet with the overwhelming feeling, then they flutter open and he suckles again. Lifts his bleary, half-lidded eyes to Valen and sucks his c**k so well.

Valen sucks his lip into his mouth. He can't look away.

It's so deep, Ardyn wants to whimper, he's f*****g me so deep. Kahili's hands hold Ardyn's hips tightly, his grip smoldering and his pace relentless as he f***s into the smaller boy. And it feels so f*****g good. Kahili f***s him like he knows his body, knows exactly where to press to wind Ardyn up and make him fall apart so easily.

And God does he fall apart, Kahili thinks.

He's small and pliant under Kahili, so willing to just lay there and take it. It drives him f*****g mad. Makes his c**k pulse and his balls clench with the urge to just take. He could turn Ardyn over, press his head down and hold him there while he f****d him. Ardyn would let him, Kahili wagers. He'd let Kahili do whatever he wanted to him, and it's such an addicting revelation.

He's small. So considerably smaller than Kahili and Kahili has no problems admitting it's a turn-on. Huge turn-on, in fact. His hands take up a large part of his waist as he f***s into Ardyn deeper, f***s him a little harder. He jostles Ardyn up the bed with the force of it, and Ardyn moans so responsively.

"He's being a little mean," Valen says, breathless. He's rubbing at Ardyn's stomach. "It's like he's trying to make you cry, huh? Look how deep he is." Valen's hand presses into his stomach and Ardyn whines highly, able to feel the outline of Kahili's c**k. "Poor baby."

Valen keeps his hand pressed there, and it's like Kahili can feel it too. He feels Val's pressure, the subtle resistance when he f***s into Ardyn. Kahili slows his thrusts, pulls out slowly, and sinks back in at a tantalizingly slow pace, just to relish in the feeling.

They're using me, Ardyn's eyes flutter blissfully. He takes them from both ends, pupils blown and subjected to his most primal instincts. Their scents drown his senses. He can't think past Valen's vanilla or Kahili's warmth. It intoxicates him.

Scent me, he almost begs. It's there at the tip of his tongue, a plea he doesn't dare. No matter how delirious he felt—not that.

Ardyn's d**k twitches and his stomach clenches, quickly brought to the cusp of another orgasm. Kahili can feel Ardyn clenching down, the way his thrusts grow slicker and Ardyn sucks him in deeper. Kahili groans at how wet he gets, so used to lube that it's an unfamiliar feeling. He f***s Ardyn harder, faster.

Kahili wants it, too. Wants to dump his c*m into this pretty boy just as much as Ardyn wants to beg him to.

Ardyn gives a long moan, m'gonna c*m. His d**k pulses with the need to orgasm, and the rest of his body is quickly giving in. He pulls off Valen's d**k with a pop and whines so needy. Valen reaches down and cups his cheek. "Gonna c*m for us, pretty?"

Ardyn nods as best he can. Can't quite think about anything besides the immediate need to c*m.

"Alright, baby," Valen laughs, breathless, and pats Ardyn's cheek. "Let me see."

He falls apart beautifully.

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