[+18 Description: 69, Edging, Uthera Insertion, Light BDSM]
"So..." Awkwardly, the feathery man looked at the other two who stood in front of the guest room where the person they all had some degree of interest in stood, probably asleep right now. "Uhm, you came here to check on him?" Well, it must've been a shock because after he exploded in a fit, everyone receive some parts of his childhood memories- most of them involved him being beaten by his parents, being called devil, demon, hell spawn and other derogatory names to him. But one memory that they all received was the memory of pain and flames, him being burned alive, and then his mutation fully awakening at that moment to save him from burning alive. But despite that, they all felt his pain, and it burned their minds with such power that Professor had to put him to sleep or else he would've killed them by making them feel the pain he went through.
It was horrible, but he must've be still asleep now.
So, Angel and Peter, who were there came to take a look at him- they've shared a moment, even though that moment was short one, but those memories gave them the impression that maybe he just needed some help, so they might've the ability to connect with him and help him with his trauma? But to their surprise, there on the door nervously looking at sit stood Bobby, his short blond hair wild as he ran his hands through it and his birght ice blue eyes reflecting his inner turmoil as he decided if he should enter or not...
And here they are, in this rather awkward position where the three of them are standing before the closed door of the man that messed with their heads and hearts, like maidens waiting at the window for their man to pass by and sing them a serenade- But music to their ears was when a voice came from behind the door, announcing: "I already know you three are there, you can come in already." As the door opened itself for them, they saw the other side- The guest room was supposed to be like the students rooms, small but comfortable and easyto take care of, but this? This was like a whole freaking mansion inside! "Like what i did with the place?" Angel was the first one to notice the pair of leathery red wings on his back that laid flatly against the ground as he laid on a comfortable red couch by the window, that somehow also looked bigger from here even though they knew it was smaller from the outside, they could actually see the outside from here.
"Come on in, Mi casa es tú casa, right? Minha casa é sua casa and all that courtesy jazz." Even though he said it in a sarcastic sense, his voice sounded downed, like he was not feeling emotionally well- i mean, he lived most of his life believing he was a demon due to his traumatic childhood, and to have it thrown on his face like that... No one would take that easy, so when they saw him holding a red wine glass, they did not ask anything and just entered the room. "Well, wanna some wine too?" He said as the door closed by itself, but then he stared up and down at black haired and blue eyed Peter, he was not in his steel form anymore as he dropped it as he entered the room, making him smaller now at 6'6 feet tall compared to Vince's 7'5 (7'10 with the horns). "Well, i also got Vodka? Not Russian vodka though, so i think it'll be too weak for you big boy." Even the way he flirted sounded off somehow- before it had made him feel a flame in his heart and lower body, but now all it did was make him feel cold.
"Well, got anything cool for me?" Bobby tried to lighten the mood by making a silly joke, which thankfully managed to get a chuckle out of those red lips: "You're already too cool, you need some ~heat~ in your body, baby boy." There was a flickering of that familiar heat within him, Angel also tried to help when he approached and sat beside him, opening his mouth to speak: "I always thought i was an angel, you know? This may sound like the worst thing you'll ever hear in your life, but my mother would always call me her little angel... Then, my father cut my wings off." Those white feathery wings bent forward, Vice did not hesitate to place his hand of them, smirking at the slight sound that left Warren's lips as he roughly grabbed his sensitive wings: "And...?"
"I know i might never know what you felt there, but we felt a fragment of it, and i just wanted to say... If you believe you're a realm demon, then you are a demon, regardless of what others say..." He was trying to be positive, since being a Demon was something Vice apparently really enjoyed doing, or at least thinking he was one was something he enjoyed doing, so having that stripped away from him was harsh and sudden. "Thanks, Warren." For the first time since he entered this mansion, he called Warren by his name, and it was great... "Anyway, I'll continue to sulk here and drink shit, you guys want some? Or we can... Do something else~?" The flirty tone returned to him, this time it was more... Breathless, more excited, more aroused. "W-well-" Well, the only one who wasn't an inexperienced little virgin there was Piotr, who's had sex when he was a young teen. Well, not even Vince has had sex, due to the simple fact that when he got to the age where his body had finished growing up, he was deeply feared by the humanoid races from the Savage Lands, so no one would have sex with him.
And now there's three hot men before him, how can he say no to this?
"Uhm-" Bobby looked shily at the other two Piotr was already taking his shirt off, exposing his big muscles and toned body: "Oh~? Someone's very excited!" The sly smirk on his voice was accompained by the grin from the Russian, who's skin started to slowly turn to steel as he walked forward. "Let's get on the bed." Short and direct to the point, Piotr was already at his full 7'5 feet, face to face with Vince and soon- Their lips were closing together in a hot, wet, and passionate kiss. "Hey~" Vice pulled back as his tail wrapped around their hard cocks that were pressed together, earnig him a groan from the metal man as his dick was more sensitive than normal in his metal form. "The one who cums first gets to choose the loser's position~ I wanna take that sweet Angel's first time, and you can destroy that ice boy pussy. Then we switch! Sounds fun, right?"
"Sure." And like that, the tail around their cocks started to viciously move up and down with gusto, and they continued to kiss like that, their cocks and mouths getting action while Angel and Iceboy watched from the sidelines with arousal and nervousness. Bobby couldn't resist the boner that grew, and neither did Warren, but they watched entraced at the scene before them- it went on for a few minutes, with neither giving up but both very wet in their own precum, the slicking sound it made going up and down their dick was arousing and neither Angel nor Bobby noticed the saliva slowly going down the corner of their mouths as they watched. "Let's make this more interesting~" Vince suddenly fillped them to their side, pushing Peter into a large bed before getting on top of him, letting his corch fall onto his face and grasped tightly the base of Peter's metallic-like penis. It wasn't a cold metal penis, no, it was very warm and veiny, it just looned like metal and the rest wast completely normal about his penis.
His size was a little shorter and thinner than his own, but he could definitely take it down his throat. It was 9 inches long and thick, his jaw unhinged as he pushed the thick thing down his throat, earning him a deep groan of Pleasure from the metal man: "Fuck- So good, aren't you, little slut?" He thrusted his dick further down Vince's throat, but the demon did not let that metal guy think he won- His tail split in to before the became hands, guiding his own cock to impale Peter's throat: "Wait-" He said, but as he did so, Vice's cock pushed against his mouth and pushed against his throat!
Surprisingly, though, was that he did choke but it didn't hurt him like he thought it would, those lare testicles continued to slap his face as Vice began to fuck his throat just as he was going at it with his cock and Peter was almost reaching Nirvana from so much pleasure, but when he was about to cum- It stopped. "Hehehe~" he heard a creepy giggle that echoed from Vice's devilish mouth as he said: "You can't cum now, baby~ You haven't begged yet." Cursing, Peter tried to thrust his hips to help him cum, but his hips did not move at all, instead all he got was another chuckle from the demon.
"F-fuck" Whispering pathetically just a little bit, Peter tried to move, but he couldn't! It was then that Vice started moving his tongue around the head of his throbbing hard dick, his own red dick now out of Peter's mouth and onto his face. "C'mon- say please let me cum, and I'll let you, or else-" There was a sudden feeling of something pushing down the hole on his penis, Peter felt a weird sensation that wasn't painful, but wasn't pleasure either. "I'll keep you on the edge." And like that, he started deep throating him once again, but this time he was faster, rougher, and more wet and sloppy with it, even rubbing his teeth against the back of the head of his dick. They went on this for a while of Peter refusing to beg, he didn't want to beg for a stupid reason-
Fear.
Fear that if he begged, he would be seen as weak.
Because Weakness was what costed him his sister- Weakness was what caused the death of his family, Weakness- His Weakness, is what also almost caused the end of the X-Men. He can't be weak. So he persisted, resisting the temptation to just beg to be let free, so he can cum his brains out and forget everything for a moment, but his stupid pride didn't let him do such thing, even after Vince started to just circle the head of his dick with his tongue as he rubbed the base of it with his fingers with one hand and playing with his balls with the other one. They were at it for, like, 30 to 45 minutes in when Peter couldn't resist the few tears of pleasure leaving the corner of his eyes. "Fuck- Fuck-" He, for the first time, did something he wanted to do, not that he needed tk do- In that single moment, He didn't need to train his body, he didn't need to train his power, he didn't need to fight against evil mutants that sought to destroy humanity as a whole, he didn't need to do anything- But he wanted to do something: Beg.
"Please- Please- Just please, let me cum, let me c-" His voice cut short as whatever that was blocking his cock was removed, and then he exploded- pleasure rushed through his veins as he felt like he was free, this was the hardest orgasm that he's ever had in his entire lfe. But then the shame came, he just did something he wasn't supposed to- "Being submissive isn't a sign of weakness." Suddenly, his thoughts were cut short by Vice, who was lying beside him in the bed, eying both Angel and Bobby, who were sucking each other off for a while now. "Being submissive is a sign of trust in someone..." Suddenly, he flipped around and exposed his hole for him, assuming a submissive posture as he said: "Come, you can dominate me as much as you want today, tomorrow we start our submissive training."