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“I want you to fuck me in your demon form.”

Rumi choked on her drink at the sudden, blunt statement from Mira as they’d been sitting on their couch, watching a werewolf movie at Zoey’s behest. The dramatic transformation and savagery of the film seemed to have had Mira’s mind going in… other directions.

“W-What?!” Rumi looked over, shocked eyes looking over her girlfriend, seeing her face set in absolute seriousness. Zoey was already cackling from behind the half-demon, amused at how flustered their leader still got despite being intimate with each other for a while now. 

“You heard me,” Mira replied, though she did start to shuffle a bit now, eyes darting around as if not knowing where to settle. A habitual sign that she was feeling awkwardly nervous. 

“Well, I–I mean… It’s just that in that form I’m, y’know, a bit… No, a lot different. Like not as in just being large and terrifying, but also… down there,” Rumi stumbled through her words a bit, a bright red flush coming to her face as she had never discussed the particulars of her demon form’s anatomy with her girls before.

Zoey grabbed the remote, turning the volume down on the film as she shifted forward. Rumi turned to see a very eager glint in the maknae’s eyes as she stared down her girlfriend. 

“Tell us more, Rumi,” she husked in a low, teasing tone that always made Rumi shiver with arousal. Mira scooted closer on the other side of her as well, and the half-demon gulped. She should’ve known her freaky girlfriends would be into monster-fucking. 

“Well, I-I… Have um, two?” the leader tried explaining, her voice pitching up at the end. She could practically hear her own heartbeat. 

“Two what?” Mira asked, eyes lidded with hunger and amusement as she leaned in closer to Rumi.

“Two uh, two dicks,” she replied in almost a whisper. Both her girlfriends’ eyebrows shot upwards at the statement.

“Two?” Mira simply asked.

“The kind of greed they talk about in the Bible…” Zoey whispered in reverence from behind her.

“Yeah… Wait, what?” Rumi flipped around to look at Zoey, but she was already grinning mischievously.

“Ohhh, this is good. Why didn’t you tell us sooner?!” the maknae demanded, dramatically shaking Rumi’s shoulders and making the leader’s head spin. Mira chuckled from beside them.

“Well, I-I have trouble… controlling myself in that form, y’know?! I wouldn’t want to hurt one of you…” Rumi trailed off, biting her lip and looking down at her lap. 

“Rumi, we trust you. I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t,” Mira said softly, placing her hand lightly on top of the half-demon's thigh. Rumi smiled softly, placing her hand on top of the dancer’s and looking up gratefully into her eyes.

“If you don’t trust your control, maybe we could practice? You could edge Mira until she’s crying,” Zoey proposed with an evil cackle, making the pink-headed girl’s eyes widen.

“Wait, what?!” Mira exclaimed, looking past Rumi and staring down the maknae. 

“You wanted to get fucked! I’m just saying, we could all get what we want here. Rumi gets to work on her control, you get to have your brains fucked out, and I get to control all of it. How’s that sound?” She asked with way too much enthusiasm. The other two girls were both now pink in the face, flustered at the proposition. 

“I-I mean… that sounds good,” Rumi started, looking over to Mira. The second oldest couldn’t believe she got herself into this, but she couldn’t deny the arousal swooping low in her belly at the thought.

“Yeah. Good to me,” Mira finally responded, now steeling herself in her decision. She could already feel herself getting excited, and Zoey seemed to mirror that as she suddenly leaped off the couch. 

“Perfect! TO THE BEDROOM!!” She exclaimed dramatically, posing and pointing with a grin. Mira snorted. 

“You’re ridiculous,” the tall girl commented, but she was grinning as she got off the couch.

“Wait. Now?!” Rumi blinked, gaping up at her girlfriends.

“When else, silly? We’re free tonight and tomorrow!” Zoey said with a giggle as she reached down to grab Rumi’s hand and haul her off the furniture.

And Rumi, flustered yet building in excitement, let herself be led by Zoey to their large shared bedroom for special ‘activities’ such as this. Rumi remembered when they asked for it, and was thankful Bobby didn’t ask any questions when he set up the installment for it.

They made sure everything was ready first, Zoey pulling out a pair of handcuffs and some lube while the other two girls showered and Mira cleaned herself out. Zoey even made sure to already have water bottles on the nightstand for afterward, as well as some ointment and a first aid kit, just in case of any harsh bite marks or scratches. 

And then Mira and Zoey were sitting on the bed, lightly making out with each other as they waited for Rumi to enter. They knew the girl hated them watching her transform, even though they wouldn’t mind it, so they respectfully waited for their girlfriend to do it on her own time. 

Mira was already getting excited, her cock starting to harden as she kept kissing Zoey. The feel of her girlfriend’s mouth against her own, coupled with the idea of what was going to come next, had her easily aroused. 

After a few minutes, Zoey pulled away, both of them panting and flushed. Zoey glanced at the door to the bathroom and then back at Mira, noting how Rumi wasn’t there yet. “I should probably get you warmed up, sweet girl,” Zoey hummed, kissing Mira again in a soft peck as her hand trailed up the girl’s thigh and towards her ass. Her fingers lightly trailed around the entrance, making the dancer shiver lightly in anticipation. 

Zoey leaned over to the nightstand, grabbing some of the lube and coating her fingers in the slick substance. She returned to Mira, laying her down on the bed and spreading her legs a bit wider. She was truly hard now, cock throbbing at attention as she looked up at her girlfriend. Zoey grinned softly as she moved her fingers up again, only using one at first as she slid it inside Mira.

A shaky sigh left the pink-haired girl, as she was not one for being loud unless she was truly getting wrecked. Zoey never minded; it just made her moans that much more rewarding. She worked one finger in and out first before sliding another inside, gently fingering Mira and working her into the sensations. 

“Think you can do three, baby?” Zoey asked softly, kissing Mira gently before pulling back again. The girl gave a soft moan in reply, head nodding, and Zoey worked in a third, stretching out the tight ring in preparation. 

When they suddenly heard a throat clearing, they turned, both girls instantly stopping all motions as they stared at the figure who had just entered the room.

Rumi stood there a bit awkwardly, her height towering now even over Mira in her demon form. Her skin was all a soft lavender now, her markings glowing a soft pink in arousal, as she shuffled under their gazes. Everything about her demon-form was big, to her height, her clawed hands, her fangs, and…

Her two cocks.

Both stood proudly erect, flushed a deep purple at the tips, and already leaking pre-cum. The bottom shaft seemed to be a bit larger than the one on top, the balls under it thick since they were accommodating two cocks. Zoey gulped, and Mira’s own cock twitched at the unholy sight. 

“I uh. You don’t still have to do this after you’ve now seen… y’know…” Rumi said softly, still a bit of her hesitant self in this form. Even though her girls had been very accepting of her, she still found it hard to embrace all of her demon traits. The voice was still her, but now a bit lower in tone, rumbling softly as she spoke. Zoey’s eyes were still locked on the mouthwatering sight between her girlfriend’s legs, but Mira managed to clear her throat.

“No, I–I still do. Rumi, you’re… breathtaking,” she commented, not really knowing how else to put it. Rumi flushed, her patterns flaring pink just a bit brighter as she stepped towards them.

“Thank you,” Rumi replied softly, looking down at where Zoey’s fingers were still unmoving inside Mira. Her gaze darkened a bit in lust, irises starting to shimmer gold. “You ready for me?” She husked, making the dancer gulp.

“Uh, maybe? You’re fucking huge, Rumi,” the girl commented, trying her absolute hardest to keep her composure. Mira was the confident, nonchalant one. She would not lose her mind over how big her girlfriend's cocks were. That they were going inside her…

Holy shit holy shit holy shit.

Mira’s heart started to pound as Rumi stepped closer, getting up onto the bed and kneeling at the end of it. The pink-haired girl tried not to stare too hard at how the large shafts bobbed with her movements. Closer now, she could see that they were even slightly ridged, and her breath caught from imagining how it would feel to have them rubbing inside her.

“Alright, big fella, let’s put on a bunch of lube first,” Zoey teased, grabbing the bottle and pouring a generous amount of the liquid into her hand. Rumi huffed.

“Don’t call me big fella,” she grumbled with a bit of a pout, which was adorable coming from the half-demon. When Zoey’s hand wrapped around one of her cocks, though, she let out a soft moan at the feeling. The maknae bit her lip as she spread the lube across the bottom aching shaft, taking in how large it really was. Perhaps next time she could take one, or maybe one in Mira while the other was inside her…

Definitely next time.

Once the aching appendages were adequately covered in lube, Zoey sat back on her heels to admire the view. Rumi’s cocks were shining in the dim light, effectively making the maknae’s mouth water as she stared at the delectable sight. Definitely next time.

The large half-demon then started to shift up the bed, large clawed hands almost making Mira look tiny as they grabbed her thighs gently, spreading her apart as she settled in between them. The pink-haired girl was quiet, with only the sound of her hesitant yet excited breathing leaving her mouth. On instinct, her hands moved to grab at Rumi’s waist, or at least her wrists, for something to hold on to.

Until Zoey grabbed them, pulling them up above her head and pinning her hands to the sheets.

“Sorry, sweet girl, but you’re not in control tonight,” the short girl purred, grinning down at her girlfriend. Mira growled a bit in defiance, but she didn’t resist as Zoey pulled out a pair of their handcuffs, linking her wrists together before patting them once more into the bed. “Keep those right there for me,” she instructed. 

Mira opened her mouth to bite back with something witty, but all of her words fled as she suddenly felt something slick and large nudge at her entrance. She did her best to try and breathe evenly, keeping what little of her composure she had left as she was topped by her normally very shy girlfriend. Who now had two ginormous dicks… Yes, very normal and composed she was.

“Just relax, Mir’. Let me know if you need to pause or if it’s too much,” Rumi soothed. Mira nodded as she managed to utter an “okay,” with only a slight wobble. Very slowly, the half-demon started to push inside the dancer, watching Mira’s face for any sign of pain. Her eyelids slightly fluttered as she felt the thick length start to fill her, deep and commanding in presence, making everything else fade out as she focused on the overwhelming sensation.

“How’s it feel, pretty girl?” Zoey asked from beside her, making Mira’s cock jolt in heat at the sudden voice because she’d almost forgot the maknae was there. The short girl watching all of this happen was hot, and Mira whimpered in response to her question.

“Good–ah–big,” the hunter managed, and with a glance down she realized Rumi was only half way inside her. Fuck. She could feel the other cock as well, the large appendage rubbing against her own and making her well sized dick look small in comparison. The friction, the double pressure, was already maddening to Mira.

To ground herself, Rumi’s tail made its way around Mira, curling around the other girl’s torso softly before teasingly laying atop her breast. Slowly, she kept inching her thick length inside, feeling the tight entrance squeeze around her as she continued, until finally she was fully seated inside her girlfriend. They both took a few moments to adjust to the sensation, hearts racing and breathing a bit heavier than normal, filling the room with intertwined warmth.

“Rumi, start slow. And don’t speed up ‘til I say,” Zoey commanded, eyes lidded as she took in the sight of her two girlfriends connected. Fuck. Mira had also almost forgotten that Zoey was in charge tonight, and that she had promised to edge her until she cried. However, with the full extent of how Rumi feels inside her now apparent, Mira doesn’t think it will take long.

Rumi let out a soft exhale, before slowly she started to thrust. Mira groaned every time she pulled out, and whined every time she pushed back in. When Rumi pulled back all the way until it was just her tip, Mira cursed at the agonizing slow descent back into her tight entrance. At the moment, it was mostly the pink-haired girl adjusting to the large feeling first, a mix of overwhelming fullness and a bit of discomfort at such a big intrusion. 

“Relax, pretty girl. You’re doing so well,” Zoey soothed, running a hand softly up Mira’s tense abdomen, and tracing her breast with a finger. Mira bit her lip, cock jolting underneath Rumi’s second one that was also creating delicious friction every time she thrusted. She followed the maknae’s advice, trying her best to relax with each slow thrust into her backside.

Soon, the pain began to morph into pleasure, and once Zoey could read the difference between the whines, she looked back up to Rumi. “Faster,” she commanded simply, and you could tell how hard Rumi had been holding back by how quickly she obeyed. The large half-demon let out a moan of relief, thrusting faster into her girlfriend, clawed hands tightening slightly to get a better grip as she picked up her pace.

“Fuck! Yes–please. Rumi, Rumi,” Mira moaned in satisfaction, finally getting the faster pace she craved. Her walls clenched around the purple-haired girl’s cock with each thrust, as if reluctant to let her go, before they pulsed with each slide back deep inside her. Her own cock was leaking pre-cum now, twitching and jolting every time Rumi’s second cock rubbed against it. 

“Mmmph, Mir’ you feel so good–ah,” Rumi moaned, clenching her fanged teeth together and closing her eyes for a moment, reveling in the sensation of the other girl’s warmth squeezing around her dick. She was doing her best to stay composed, to not squeeze too tight or rut too fast. It helped that Zoey had moved a bit closer now, a hand resting on Rumi’s forearm and grounding her. 

“Can’t–Fuck! Damn it I’m-I’m close,” Mira exclaimed, a whine of embarrassment in her voice at how soon she was already at the edge. Heat was rushing through her body and fast, every thrust from Rumi creating a jolt through her limbs that settled deep in her core. The slight ridges on the half-demon’s cock were rutting into her perfectly, running along sensitive walls and pleasuring the girl like she’s never felt before. 

“Rumi, slow down,” Zoey commanded, and their unnie obeyed with a whine of disappointment. She wanted to keep going faster, to also build herself up to a thundering climax, but she also knew she needed to exercise restraint. “Good girl,” the short girl praised, making warmth bloom in Rumi’s chest. 

“You want to cum, don’t you? But Mira doesn’t get to cum yet,” Zoey continued with a smirk, a mischievous glint entering her eye that already had Mira worried about what she was planning. She was the most devious of them, after all. 

As Rumi kept slowly thrusting into Mira, who was still whining and groaning at her denied orgasm, Zoey brought her hand down to the unoccupied cock resting on top of Mira’s. Almost reverently, the short girl took hold of Rumi’s second cock at the base, sliding it upwards in time with the half-demon’s thrust, before running her thumb over the leaking slit at the top. 

“You’re allowed to cum whenever you want, Ru, just make sure Mira doesn’t without my permission,” she said with a grin, making Mira groan at her fate. Rumi nodded eagerly, keeping her thrusts slow enough to not bring the tall girl to the edge but enough to keep her burning there just out of reach.

“Fuck, this is so bull–ah,” Mira protested, brows furrowed as she looked up at Zoey. She was really regretting allowing the girl to go through with her plan of edging Mira. The smug maknae didn’t reply, she just kept up her pace on Rumi’s cock, thrusting her hand and starting to pick up her pace.

Rumi was panting harder now, grip tightening as she held back from thrusting into Mira harshly like her instincts demanded her to. She’d never felt like this before, like her entire system was shutting down and turning into short, choppy thoughts.

Claim. Mark. Mine. All mine. Mates. Feels good. Please mates. Mates. Claim. Breed. Fuck. 

Rumi howled as she suddenly came, one cock flooding deep inside Mira while the other spurted the thick fluid all over her girlfriend’s body, fluttering in Zoey’s hand as she kept pumping it through her orgasm. 

“Ohhh good girl. Look at you, covering and filling our girl,” Zoey praised with a grin, eyes lidded as she watched the scene unfold. Mira moaned heavily at the feeling of suddenly being filled with the warm seed, stuffed inside her by Rumi’s now unmoving cock. 

The half-demon panted as she recovered, eyes half lidded as her dick gave a few last spurts of cum. She only paused for a moment before she slowly pulled back, only to very suddenly thrust all the way back inside.

“Fff–AHH!” Mira moaned at the sudden movement, not expecting Rumi to recover so quickly. Her own cock twitched, now also covered filthily in her girlfriend’s cum. Zoey brought a finger down to it, swiping a teasing finger from base to tip, before licking Rumi’s release off the digit. Mira groaned at the sight.

Her own first release out of the way, Rumi seemed a bit more content and clear headed to now focus more on prolonging the pink-head’s pleasure. Every time that hot coil of pleasure started to spiral tighter, her limbs shaking and her muscles tensing for release, Rumi would slow down. 

It soon was taking less and less time for Mira to get close to orgasm with each teasing edge. Rumi had started to stop thrusting now to let Mira’s body come down more in order to not let the girl spill over, since even slow, small thrusts seemed to be quickly building the fire within her.

Soon, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Fuck–Fuck. Zoey, Zoey please! I need to cum–need to cum so bad. Hnnn, fuck! Zo, Rumi. Please!” Mira begged loudly, squirming in her restraints as frustrated tears came to her eyes. It was exhilarating, this maddening feeling of giving up her usual control to her girlfriends. But she needed more, or she felt like she was going to break.

“Alright baby. Rumi, keep going until you cum again,” Zoey instructed, danger lacing underneath her sweet promise of release. Because she said until Rumi comes, not Mira. Which meant that even if Mira came–

“Fuck–ahh, Rumi!” She cried out as the half-demon sped up her thrusts, grunts and moans intermingling with Mira’s to make a sinful symphony. Zoey also joined in this time, hand landing on Mira’s cock and pumping it slowly in time with Rumi’s thrusts. The extra tough was intense, making the dancer moan loudly at the added sensation. It did not take long until Mira felt the hot pressure rising inside her once more, her climax rising at a blinding speed from the amount of times she’d been edged. Until suddenly, it cracked.

“C-Coming! Fu–AHH!” Mira’s cry broke off into a strangled moan as her back arched, snapped taut with tension as her body flooded with blinding relief. The pleasure was intense, racing through her limbs as her cock suddenly gushed, coming more than she’s ever had as the thick, milky liquid spurt all over her abdomen and breasts. 

Zoey slowed her thrusts on Mira’s sensitive dick as she rode out the orgasm, but Rumi didn’t stop as she kept thrusting harshly into her girlfriend’s ass. She was already building up to a second orgasm, eyes fluttering as she kept up the quick pace. The sight of Mira coming, her release mixing with her own across porcelain skin, made her stomach swoop with pleasure. 

Mira was panting as the half-demon kept thrusting, and she relished at the thought of being used just for her girlfriend’s pleasure. Soon though, she could tell Rumi was close, and sure enough another thick surge of heat flooded inside her as the purple-haired girl roared, climaxing hard.

Her other cock spurted again, thick seed landing all over Mira once more, and she felt sticky and used but sated in the best way, marked as Rumi’s inside and out. And when Zoey leaned down, licking up Mira’s abdomen with hungry eyes, it made her cock twitch at the sight. 

Soon, Rumi was finished, panting as she kept herself buried deep inside Mira, stuffing her with her cum as they both recovered from the intense session. She didn’t want to quite pull out yet, and instead she leaned over, joining Zoey in licking off the slick of their release. 

Mira groaned. “Fuck. You two are gonna be the end of me,” she bemoaned as she watched the tantalizing sight before her, her cock soft but twitching slightly at the pleasurable view.

“Can’t help it, you two just taste so good,” Zoey said with a giggle. She reached up as well, unlocking the cuffs around her wrists and rubbing them softly after tossing them away. Mira, a bit dazed, looked over at the maknae softly.

“Did you…?” Even though she was sort of in the cuck chair this time, commandeering the both of them, Mira wanted to make sure her other girlfriend was sated as well.

Zoey flushed. “I uh, might’ve gotten off just from watching you two,” she said with a small grin, leaning in to kiss Mira’s cheek in thanks for her consideration. 

After they all softly recovered together, exchanging soft kisses and languid, slightly teasing trails of tongue against each other, they finally moved to clean up. All three of them audibly reacted to the thick gush of cum after Rumi pulled out of Mira, the two flushing in embarrassment at how filthy the sight was. 

“Yeah uh, I’m gonna need help walking,” the pink-head proclaimed, making Zoey laugh softly. Rumi however now started to transform back to her human form, blushing profusely in embarrassment. 

“Sorry I uh, I cum a lot. I guess,” she said, scratching the back of her neck. 

“Don’t apologize silly, that isn’t a bad thing,” Zoey said, pulling her girlfriend in for a reassuring kiss. “And you did amazing, by the way. Seemed very controlled,” she praised, making Rumi preen.

“I did get a bit… hazy. But it definitely wasn’t as bad as I was thinking,” Rumi replied softly with a smile. She leaned over to give Mira a kiss as well, murmuring a soft, “good girl,” that she knew the dancer loved to hear despite her denial about it. She indeed flushed at the nickname, turning her gaze away even as her heart fluttered.

They cleaned up swiftly, Zoey and Rumi helping their girlfriend to the bathroom as they all cleaned off. Then it was a quick change of the sheets and pulling on loose pajamas before they were all settled into the bed, Mira in the middle this time as they dozed off into contented sleep.