Part I: http://pastebin.com/8Wpp7kNz

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“Sheesh, I was wondering where the two of you've been,” Sya'ra says, slamming down a half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table and placing a pile of three shot glasses beside it. She takes a seat on the bench opposite of you, tugging at her navy blue t-shirt. “Darn thing's a little too short for me.”

“Nice to see you too, Sya'ra,” you greet the blonde pony-tailed girl, reaching out to grab two of the shot glasses. You slide one over to your right to Ley'ra, who you shoot a warming smile to. You can see her nervously gulp as the glass comes to a stop beside her half-full tall glass of mixed rum and soda.

“Now, as is Luos tradition...” Sya'ra announces, trailing off while popping the cork off the bottle of whiskey. Immediately, the air gets filled with its raunchy stench; you can tell this one's going to burn. She tilts the bottle into her glass, filling it up to the top with the amber liquid. Some of it spills onto the table, but she withdraws the bottle to reach over and pour some into yours. Just the scent is enough to burn into your nostrils. When yours is full she moves over to Ley'ra, who whimpers a little.

“N-not too much,” she whispers while moving a lock of red hair away from her face. You see the grin on Sya'ra's face only widen. With all three of your glasses full, she sits back down and places the bottle off to the side.

“To...” Sya'ra pauses to think, her glass half-raised. Her blank stare turns into a shit-eating grin when she looks between you and Ley'ra. “...You two.” 

You inhale loudly before taking your own, meeting her glass above the middle of the table. Ley'ra follows with a blush on her face. When all three of your glasses clink, Sya'ra giggles. 

“Bottom's up!”

At the same time, the three of you tilt back your heads, taking the shot. And damn, it burns. You normally don't mind whiskey, but this one's bitter like no other. The liquor quickly goes down your throat, but you feel the terrible aftertaste take over your taste buds. You exhale quickly while making a sour face, and the air that comes out of your mouth feels like dragon's breath. 

“Phew! That's terrible!” Sya'ra slams down her empty glass, letting out a loud sigh mixed with a maniac laugh.  Next to you, Ley'ra sputters.

“Phuh... haah... oh, gosh,” she coughs, clutching at her beige shirt.

“Shit, did you have to get the worst one?” you comment, shaking your head at Sya'ra slightly.

“Hey, I made a deal with the bartender. Got this one for free,” she gloats, pointing to the bottle.

“Do I even want to know?”

Sya'ra blinks. “What? No! Nothing like that, Cap! What do you take me for?”

“You never know,” you snark. She chuckles back at you.

“You're right. You never know.” She shoots a knowing glance between you and Ley'ra before relaxing her posture, sitting forward on her chair against the table. “So... what's the good word?”

It takes you a moment to process what she said. “What do you mean?”

Her sideways grin widens. “Well, the two of you've been missing for a few days, now.”

“Oh.” You blink. It would've come to this eventually. You cast a glance to Ley'ra who returns your stare with a neutral expression, a slight blush building up on her pale cheeks. Looking back to Sya'ra, you shrug. “Well, you know...”

“Oh, come on. That's it?” She rolls her eyes, her grin never faltering. “Not gonna tell me why Ley'ra showed up at my room yesterday looking like she was being man-handled all day and night?”

“That's cause I was,” Ley'ra suddenly pipes up. You and Sya'ra look at her with curious glances, arcing your eyebrows when she grabs the bottle of whiskey for herself. Both of your eyes widen when she uncorks the bottle and pours herself a generous shot, and both of your mouths gape when she slams down her empty glass after gulping it down quickly. “We...” She burps. “...We fucked like rabbits for four days straight.”

It's your turn to feel your cheeks redden.

“Ley'ra!” Sya'ra bursts out into rapturous laughter. She looks at you, shaking her head with a wide, toothy smile. “You know something's up when she swears.”

You look back over to Ley'ra. This time she has a goofy but proud smile on her face, biting her lower lip when you make eye contact. Your awed expression turns into a smile as you join in on Sya'ra's laughter, your heart swelling when Ley'ra does, too.

“Aw, look at you two,” Sya'ra accuses, leaning back on her bench and gesturing at you and Ley'ra. “A match made in heaven. It's about time, to be honest.”

“I hate you,” Ley'ra mumbles, leaning forward and drooping her head. Lazily, she pulls her mix drink towards her, taking a generous sip. Feeling bold, you wrap your right arm around her midsection and pull her towards you, connecting your hips together. Sya'ra leans forward as well, placing her elbows on the table.

“I know I said to loosen up, Ley. But I've never seen you this... relaxed,” she chuckles while taking the whiskey bottle, pouring herself another shot while shooting an upwards glance at you. “I dunno what you did to her, Cap, but I think you broke her.”

As if to answer, Ley'ra leans her head onto your shoulder, rubbing her cheek against your shirt with her eyes closed. That earns a giggle from Sya'ra.

“A bit loopy, aren't you?” you ask Ley'ra, leaning your head against the top of her fiery-red head.

“Mmh,” she groans. Two straight shots and two more shots worth in her mix drink looks like a lot for someone like Ley'ra. It's only been an hour when you and her came down here to grab a snack.

“You know, Cap,” Sya'ra says, eyeing her filled up shot glass. She glances over to yours, taking the whiskey bottle and pouring you some. “Ley'ra's had the cutest crush on you for the longest time.”

“Nuh...” Ley'ra objects, but is too buzzed to do more than mumble and nuzzle you.

“Oh?” you ask with mock curiosity, your lips curling into a grin.

“Oh yeah, she's always talking about how 'The Captain said to do this!' or 'He's not gonna like it if we do that!',” Sya'ra laughs, trying to do her best Ley'ra impersonation. “Always defending your honour. Shoulda seen what she did when that new recruit--Rosho, was it? Badmouthed your 'crappy smoking policies'.”

You frown, your gaze hardening. “Come on, now. You don't want smoked up vents.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know,” Sya'ra complains, pulling out a tiny metal box. “Gotta use these instead.” She shakes the box in front of your face, causing the pills inside to rattle. She returns it to her pocket. “Like I said, Ley'ra gave him a piece of her mind. Poor bastard complained about his left arm for weeks.”

“Sya'ra!” Ley'ra suddenly hisses through her teeth, raising her head from your shoulder. You can't help but laugh.

“Hey, it was impressive! You took on a guy twice your size,” Sya'ra compliments, grabbing her shot glass and raising it.

“He was... an idiot...” Ley'ra mumbles, letting her head fall back to your shoulder. You decide to raise your shot glass too, but not before planting a quick kiss on Ley'ra's head.

“You're insufferable,” Sya'ra mutters with a smirk, clinking her glass against yours. As she tilts her head back to gulp down her shot, you do the same.

A blurry two hours pass by, the three of you just sharing small talk and laughs. However, you soon find yourself walking through the hallways while carrying a dozy Ley'ra. Thankfully you finished the bottle of whiskey fairly quickly, so the three of you are somewhat more sober than you were an hour ago.

“Wh... where are we goin'?” Sya'ra slurs as you come to a fork in the hall, stumbling along beside you. You don't answer, but Ley'ra lets go of your neck to point an arm down the right path. Seems she's memorized the route to your room. You give her a little smile which she returns, never having taken her sleepy eyes off you for the whole walk.

Your buzz takes your legs down the hall, though you aren't exactly sure why you're going there. Ley'ra seems insistent on bringing you to your room, so you follow her suggestions. For some reason, Sya'ra is sticking close by. You pay it no mind, though.

Finally you get to the corner where you bumped in to Ley'ra four days ago. When you get halfway towards your room down the hall, Ley'ra nudges you with her arm, shaking her legs a little.

“Okay... let me down,” she whispers. Taken aback, you oblige and let her down gently. Surprisingly, she seems fairly sobered up. Along with Sya'ra, she leans against the wall opposite of you, looking at you with what looks like pleading eyes. Something's up.

“Guys...? What's going on?” you ask, looking between them while supporting yourself against the wall behind you.

“You sure about this, Ley?” Sya'ra asks Ley'ra in a low whisper, wearing a neutral expression. Call yourself crazy, but you think there's a small blush on her face, and you don't think that's from her buzz.

“Yeah,” Ley'ra breathes, not taking her eyes off of you. When Sya'ra turns towards you, you look at her.

“So... uh, Ley'ra has something to ask of you,” she admits bashfully. 

You're not sure why, but you feel that this is going to involve your nearby room.

“Okay, um...” Ley'ra mumbles. You switch your gaze back to her, but meet her slightly fearful look with reassurance. “So, can... can Sya'ra...” She takes in a deep breath to steady her irregular breathing. “Can we... can she join in? Just this once?”

The words go through you like bullets, your mind taking a moment to process what she just said. At first you tell yourself that she just told you random gibberish. For a moment you were almost convinced she did, but when you finally find the will to speak, you let out a silly laugh.

“Ley'ra?” is all you can say, your voice trailing off a little. You aren't sure how to feel right now.

“I thought it'd... I thought it'd be fun...” she continues, her mumbling getting a little shaky. You look between the two girls.

“Ley'ra... is this what you want?” you croak while looking at Sya'ra. A little smile creeps onto her lips.

“Actually, Cap, she came to me about this,” she states, bluntly. Ley'ra's face effectively flushes red at this, shutting her eyes tight. Sya'ra laughs. “Like I said, I have no idea what you did to her, but I'm okay with it.”

You blink several times. “Why?” you ask, genuinely. You suddenly start to feel your heart pounding against your chest; it's not because you don't want to, but it all just feels too surreal.

“It... it's okay if you don't,” Ley'ra speaks up, opening her eyes while taking deep breaths. She visibly relaxes her shoulders, standing up from the wall. She shoots a sad glance to Sya'ra.

“Wait,” you stop her. The two girls look at you with pleading eyes and you stare at the both of them for several, silent moments. When your lips start to curl into a grin, so does Sya'ra's. Ley'ra's eyes brighten, and a smile overtakes her.

You nudge your head towards your room down the hall, moving forward to take Ley'ra's hand in yours. Turning around, you walk, pulling her along behind you while trying not to stumble. You can hear Sya'ra's footsteps close behind.

The door to your room opens and you step inside, guiding Ley'ra in after you. When Sya'ra steps through the door, her eyes widen at the mess of your room; blankets and clothes are everywhere on the floor, bed and tables. Your bathroom door is wide open with the light on inside. Small puddles of water are pooled on the floor, the result of a lazy couple stumbling out of the shower after a tiring session together. Sya'ra gasps when she sees two blue dildos on the counter next to her, standing up beside a half-empty bottle of water-based lube.

“I feel like I walked into a rape dungeon,” she comments, tugging at her shirt. 

“Don't ask. Most of this stuff's hers,” you deadpan. Ley'ra lets out a cute giggle.

“I told you,” she says, yelping when you tug on her arm. She stumbles towards you, laughing as she falls into your chest. Immediately, she starts to kiss at your neck, hugging her arms around your head.

You wrap your arms around her midsection. It's only been four days, but she's comfortable with you now. You look up to Sya'ra who stares at you with a conflicted expression. Slowly, you nod your head, and her face brightens.

Her posture loosens as she struts over to Ley'ra from behind. Curiously, you stare at her until she slides her hands across Ley'ra's sides, pressing up against her back. “We haven't done this in so long, Ley.”

That makes you twitch down there.

“Mmh...” Ley'ra coos, her body jerking from her touch. Her eyes open and widen when she realizes she's sandwiched between the two of you. Drunkenly, Sya'ra wraps her arms around Ley'ra's torso, resting her head against the back of her neck. A chuckle escapes your nose as you squeeze Ley'ra against yourself, putting the three of you in a tight, awkward bond. 

You stay like that for a few minutes, supporting each other's weight while the three of you breathe with a slight sway. After taking in a deep breath, you let go, stepping back from the girls. Both of their eyes open to look at you as you pull off your shirt--you laugh when you see Ley'ra lick her lips. 

Not to be outdone, Ley'ra nudges Sya'ra off from her back and turns to face her, immediately pulling off her own shirt. The two of them give each other knowing grins as they both begin to strip, with Ley'ra's backside obscuring your view. You decide to unbuckle your pants, stripping the rest of your clothes as well. 

Soon, the three of you are naked. You give Ley'ra a subtle smile when she turns around to face you. Sya'ra steps out from behind and stands beside her, completely naked.

You sit down on the bed behind you as you admire them, and they admire you. Sya'ra's breasts are slightly larger than Ley'ra's, and her hips and thighs are a little bit more defined. Her skin is a little less pale, but that isn't saying much with how milky white Ley'ra's is. 

You know who you love, though.

Ley'ra shoots Sya'ra a glance before starting to walk towards you with Sya'ra close behind, the two of them climbing onto the bed. Ley'ra approaches your right side while Sya'ra moves towards your left. You back up as they advances on you, coming to a stop on the pillow at the back of your bed. They stop on either side of your hips, sitting on their knees.

“Wanna give him a show?” Sya'ra asks, the two girls staring at each other with half-lidded eyes. Ley'ra gives you a sidelong grin; she loves this.

“Mhm,” she hums, suddenly lunging forward to grab Sya'ra's head. She yelps as Ley'ra brings her towards her face, locking her lips against hers. You can't do anything but watch in your buzz from beneath as the two goddesses tenderly mash their lips together, moaning all the while. You don't know if you've died and gone to heaven.

Ley'ra gets up on her knees, forcing Sya'ra to do the same. The two of them moan and breathe into their kiss as press their breasts against each other, right above your full mast. Their tits squish against each other while the two of them wrap their arms around each other's necks.

Not wanting to be left out, you raise your right hand and caress Ley'ra's left thigh. Your fingers find themselves sliding between her legs, moving up to grope at her entrance. She audibly sighs into her kiss at your touch, but doesn't move to stop you. Her legs buckle a little and she lowers her ass slightly, but she remains locked on Sya'ra's lips.

While you gently rub her there, the girls' lips desperately dance around each other. You think you can even see them use tongue. With Ley'ra now lowered, Sya'ra starts to push against her. Seeing her round ass raised, you take the opportunity to caress her thighs, too. 

“Mmf!” Sya'ra gasps, but doesn't budge. 

You don't act so gentle with her as you did with Ley'ra, deciding to immediately find her entrance with your fingers. With your hands between her thighs, you immediately insert a finger, her moistness easily giving way to your intrusion. A second finger soon follows. She shifts a little, gyrating her hips to try to make your assault easier on her. However, you quicken your finger thrusts. 

“Aah, fuck!” she gasps, parting lips with Ley'ra. She straightens her back, tilting her head upwards while grasping at her breast with her left hand. She tries to squirm away from you, but you move to compensate. You start using a third finger.

Seeing you finger-fuck her, Ley'ra reaches over and joins in with a curious but happy grin. She starts to rub around Sya'ra's lips with you, rubbing her thighs with her other hand. 

“Ugh! F-fuck you guys!” Sya'ra seethes through her teeth. She moves her hands to her crotch, placing them on top of yours and Ley'ra's hands. Unable to take it anymore, she collapses beside you.

Ley'ra climbs onto your hips, sitting on top of you while fingering Sya'ra beside you. You release your hand from Sya'ra's thighs, but Ley'ra just doubles her efforts.

“Fff-holy shit!” Sya'ra hisses through a ragged breath. 

Ley'ra bends over to get a better leverage, almost violently fucking her with her fingers. As she does this, you watch Sya'ra squirm and move up the bed, trying to escape her attacker. She curls up beside you, her face burying into the side of your arm. Her mouth gapes and her muscles go rigid, her hands loosening their grasp on Ley'ra's.

“Nngh... fuck!”

As she reaches her climax, Ley'ra slows down her thrusts, releasing her hands from between her legs. 

Ley'ra lies down on top of you and rests her head on your chest, the both of you watching Sya'ra calm down from her orgasm.

“Ley... heh... I'm getting you back... for this...” she says through her panting. She rolls onto her back, closing her eyes as she shakes her head a bit.

You slide your hands up Ley'ra's back, causing her to look up at you. There, you plant a quick kiss on her lips. She leans in to kiss you again, this time remaining there. She surprises you by thrusting her tongue into your mouth, wrestling with yours. Your breaths quicken and so do hers, but she pulls away as quickly as she came onto you. 

She leans in and kisses your chin, then your neck. She shuffles her body down, kissing your collar and then your chest. Every kiss she plants leaves a sloppy mark of saliva, and you feel the coolness of it against the air of the room. She shuffles down some more, her chest above your crotch. After planting one last kiss below your belly button, she hovers her face above your mast with her mouth just inches from your tip. There, she looks up to you with half-lidded eyes, and you feel her hot breaths against your member. You can do nothing but return your own look of lust.

When her eyes break contact, they look to Sya'ra. Your heart races when Sya'ra weakly pulls herself up on all fours, giving you a cocky grin before crawling over to Ley'ra. You practically feel your heart burst out of your chest when you see Ley'ra move aside, letting Sya'ra take her place beside her.

Now two soft, delicate mouths hover above your dick. Ley'ra's mouth curls into a subtle grin.

“He's still mine,” she says. 

Sya'ra lets out a hearty giggle. “Why don't you go first, then?”

Happily, Ley'ra obliges.

Her soft pink lips, still closed, touch themselves against your tip. She wiggles her head, letting gravity pull down her mouth on you. Slowly, her lips slide across your skin, making sure to feel everything from your tip and down your length. You arc your head back, feeling her tender, slippery tongue slide under your shaft. You're in pure bliss, feeling her mouth tightly wrap around your shaft.

However, the advancement stops halfway there. You know she can't take that much more into her mouth, so she starts to pull out, sucking on you while she does.

She pulls off, her mouth ejecting your tip. Your dick is coated in a thick layer of her saliva, strands of it stretching between it and her lips. All the while, Ley'ra looks up at you with a loving smile.

“My turn?” Sya'ra asks, and Ley'ra merely gives her a nod. Moving her head out of the way, Sya'ra lowers hers. When her lips are just an inch from your saliva-coated tip, she looks up at you with a cat-like grin.

Unlike Ley'ra, Sya'ra engulfs your shaft into her mouth, effectively inhaling you into her. You soon find her halfway down your shaft, and then further. Down she goes, and you feel your tip prod the back of her throat. To your guilty delight that triggers her gag reflex, and you feel her mouth clench really tightly around your length. Her eyes close shut, but she doesn't pull herself off yet.

That's when she tries to cough, causing a spasm in her mouth that squeezes you. You audibly gasp, your hands soon finding themselves on each side of her head. However, her mouth relaxes, and you see her open her eyes to look at you again. She squeezes you with the muscles at the back of her mouth before deciding to push herself even further. 

Beside her, Ley'ra looks with astonishment. Her breathing is heavy, but she looks at Sya'ra encouragingly. 

Slowly, your shaft makes its way down her throat. You raise your right hand to the back of her head, grabbing at the base of her ponytail while she pushes herself further. Her throat is soft, and it feels like you're pushing through a fleshy sock. She gets to two thirds down your shaft until she has to stop. Her eyes clench as she gags again, and this time you feel her entire mouth and throat clench most of your dick. You can't help but twitch your shaft, causing her to gag again. It takes all of your effort to not cum into the back of her throat.

Quickly, she pulls herself off, your hands releasing her head while she takes a deep gasp for air. Her chest heaves as she sits back, looking at you with teary eyes.

“Ugh... I'm out of practice,” Sya'ra says, earning a curious glance from Ley'ra. “Noo, I practice with... nevermind...”

Ley'ra turns back to you, this time with a determined look on her face. This time, she doesn't take her time with her entrance. Instead, she engulfs your shaft into her mouth, coming quickly to your halfway point. Her tongue massages the bottom of your dick as she takes in one last deep breath, before pushing herself further. And god, her throat is heavenly.

Immediately she gags and clenches her eyes shut, her tighter throat threatening to squeeze the blood out from your cock. However, just as quickly as she had gagged, she opens her eyes and relaxes her throat, taking a second before pushing herself further. Your hands find themselves on the back of her head while you look at her encouragingly. After another small push you go even deeper, but she gags hard. You try to release your hands, but you find them clamped down by Sya'ra's.

“Ghk... ggrk!” Ley'ra tries to cough, but your cock prevents her from it.

You look up to Sya'ra with surprise, who now has her right hand on top of yours. She gives you a lustful smirk before pushing against your hand, pushing Ley'ra's head down even further. You can feel Ley'ra try to desperately pry herself off, but both your's and Sya'ra's hands keep her down.

You feel guilty, but you don't release your grip. You don't know what overtakes you, but you let Sya'ra push further. 

“Hf-glk-gk!” Ley'ra gurgles.

To your surprise, her lips touch down against your hips. Her throat continually contorts itself around your throbbing shaft, but her head eventually stops trying to push back. As her throat contracts another few times, you finally can't hold it in anymore. 

“Shit...!” you grunt. 

Your hands release their grip on her head as you erupt, and you feel yourself spurt down her throat. With a mischievous grin plastered on her face, Sya'ra keeps Ley'ra's head held down all the while. Ley'ra sees you cumming, closing her teary eyes while you do.

You see that she's in pain. Immediately, you gesture to Sya'ra to let go. While you're still cumming, Sya'ra snaps out of her lustful stupor and immediately lets go, letting Ley'ra's head spring off from your member. You let out a last few bursts of cum, hitting her on her right cheek.

“Haah...! Guh....” Ley'ra gasps, her chest heaving while her eyes are closed. Her tears mix with the cum on her face, and she gags. “Hrk... huurk...”

You want to move to comfort her, but you're too drained to move. Thankfully, Sya'ra holds her curled up figure against her chest, patting her back.

“God... I'm sorry, Ley,” Sya'ra whispers, resting the side of her head on her back while Ley'ra pants. Her breathing seems to calm, but she remains in that position above your still-hard shaft. A giggle escapes Sya'ra. “Heh, you did damn better than I would...”

The three of you stay like that for a bit, taking a breather. You lay spread-eagled with your arms splayed out on either side of you--you just had your world explode. Ley'ra has sit up now, resting her cum-covered face against Sya'ra's chest. The moment feels like eternity while you watch these women rock back and forth.

That's when you see Ley'ra reach up and grab Sya'ra by the sides of her head, raising hers to look at her confused stare. A grin creeps onto Ley'ra's face before she pulls her into a kiss.

“Mmm~” she coos, leaning back and laying down beside you while bringing Sya'ra on top of her. The two of them make out beside you, Sya'ra rolling off to her side. With Ley'ra's back facing you now, you take the opportunity to roll up against her, spooning her.

She feels you against her, and she leans her back into you. Your left hand finds its way underneath her neck, gripping her shoulder that's against the bed.

You're still hard.

While they kiss, you move your right hand down to your shaft to guide it to position. Ley'ra feels your tip prod her rear, and she slides her ass towards you to help. Taking that as a suggestion, you slide your saliva-coated cock up between her cheeks, finding her anal ring waiting for you.

Her entrance resists you at first, just like your first night with her four nights ago. However, she's just as eager. You can hear her breaths start to quicken as you push forward, your tip making its way inside. You feel her move her hand down to help, gently caressing your shaft. You let go and place your hand on her hip, letting her guide the rest of your shaft in.

With her assistance you slowly push forward, but with more gusto than your first time. When you get half of your shaft inside of her, she lets go, placing her hand on top of yours on her hip. The rest of your cock slides in relatively easy, and you soon find your hips pressing against her ass.

You feel her hand leave yours as it slides down to between her legs. Peaking over her shoulder, you see that Sya'ra has her hand there as well, her fingers slowly sliding into Ley'ra's entrance. A loud smack announces the parting of their lips, and Ley'ra gasps for breath. You feel Sya'ra push herself up against Ley'ra, her body squishing against you as she does so. Sandwiched between the two of you, Ley'ra lets out a little giggle.

“Aah~” she gasps as you start to fuck her from behind. At first you pump into her slowly, but you pick up your pace fairly quickly. “Nngh, oh goshmm--”

Her gasps are interrupted as Sya'ra presses her lips against hers again. You see Sya'ra pick up her own pace, her arm shaking more frantically as she finger-fucks Ley'ra. Not wanting to be outdone, you start to pound her from behind even harder. You already start to feel your climax beginning to rise, but you don't relent just yet. Your grip tightens around her hip and shoulder as you speed up your thrusts, your hips slamming against her backside. However, your combined efforts quickly send Ley'ra over the edge as she releases her lips from Sya'ra.

“God!” she moans, arcing her head back and pressing it against your forehead. Her body goes rigid as she climaxes, but that doesn't really matter--both you and Sya'ra continue to fuck her. You bury your head into the back of her neck while her moaning loudens until she's screaming. “Oh, god... ngh, aah!”

The minutes pass by as you continue to pound her, the three of you lost in a frenzied haze. You're all practically covered in sweat, your body sliding against Ley'ra's smooth skin as you and Sya'ra continue you onslaught. The room smells of sex and angry passion, but you don't really pay it any mind. Ley'ra's muscles go rigid again as she reaches another climax, reaching her right arm up to grab at your shoulder. 

“Ungh...” she moans, digging her nails into your skin before falling limp. 

You're sent over the edge too, finally giving into your second climax. Grunting into her neck, you thrust three more times as hard as you can, feeling your cock erupt inside of her. With your stiffening muscles you press your hips against her as you unleash your molten load, trying to bury yourself as deep into her as you can. 

“Haah... oh....” she breathes, Sya'ra having stopped rubbing between her legs. You spurt a few more times before you find yourself winding down, as well.

“Ley'ra...” you breathe into her neck, your grip on her hip loosening. Your muscles relax and you posture collapses, even though you're lying down already. With the last ounces of your strength you press your chest against her back. Covered in sweat, you throw your arm around her, cuddling her from behind with your cock still inside of her.

You feel her breathing calm down and you almost give into the lull of exhaustion, but you feel Sya'ra shift from her spot. Without opening your eyes, you feel her get off the bed. The pattering of her bare feet on your room's floor alert you that she's walking over to another part of the room, pausing before coming back.

Weakly opening your eyes, you turn your head from the red hair on front of you to see Sya'ra standing at the foot of your bed. Ley'ra turns her head as well, a slight gasp escaping her mouth.

“I'm not done with you yet,” Sya'ra murmurs through ragged breaths, holding the two blue dildos in her hands with her eyes trained on the both of you. “Payback time, Ley.”

You feel Ley'ra's ring clench around your shaft at the sound of her name.

The end.