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Touching wasn't something new. Being comfortable with physical closeness, teasing and comforting was like second nature by now. They have always been tightly knit together since their debut as Huntrix. Yet Rumi never let herself fully enjoy it. There was always something blocking her from embracing that contact, always holding back pushing her feelings down, stomping the spark out. And now, when she was between her two favourite people, Rumi let every restraint go, and just felt.
She felt everything, embraced it, dove into it head first and thrived in it. The way Zoey’s warmth radiated against her front. How her skin felt electrified where Mira’s arms were draped over. How calming it was to listen to them both just breathe in the dead of night. She let herself enjoy it all.
Intimacy felt nice, being vulnerable with Mira and Zoey came with ease and the way they all seemed to fit with each other, making them complete was almost surreal. Rumi found herself getting lost in their love, eager to get more and no matter how many kisses or words were exchanged, she somehow fell further and further in love with them.
Every day, Rumi gravitated toward them, seeking out their embrace, their affection, always needing to touch them even if it came down to Rumi literally just touching a pad of her fingertip to their skin. Zoey and Mira were more than happy to oblige, showering her with kisses and hugs, letting Rumi linger as much as she wanted. If they were completely honest, this new development just meant that they could spend more time with Rumi, more time for them to map every pattern on her skin and time to get to know her better as many parts of Rumi were hidden until after the Idol Awards.
Whatever their princess wanted, she got it served on a golden platter.
Mira didn't really want to wake up, not just yet but the way a knee was pressing into her spine was making it hard to stay asleep. Sighing, she pushed herself up with one hand as she pulled up her sleep mask to see who the offender was. Groaning, she slapped Rumi’s thigh, her voice even lower than usual, sleep still very much present.
“Stop stabbing me in my sleep.”
With barely opened eyes, Rumi propped herself up on her elbow, taking Mira's hand and pressing it against her ear.
“Hello?” She said. Clearly waiting for someone to answer from Mira’s hand. Her voice still groggy from sleep, a halfhearted business tone engaged and Mira couldn't help but to bark out a laugh.
“Hm. No one is answering?” Rumi looked at Mira now, her eyes semi open in confusion. She watched Mira shake with laughter. As the foggy sleepiness slowly faded Rumi squeezed her hand. Clearly whatever she was holding was most certainly not a phone. She looked down at what she was holding, seeing Mira's hand. She followed it towards Mira who was calming down to a contained giggle.
“I'm so confused.” Rumi yawned and let herself fall back onto the bed, still holding Mira's hand.
Zoey stirred at that, her messy head propping up just enough to settle on Rumi’s chest.
“Both of you are too noisy for this early.”
Mira rolled her eyes as she sat up fully.
“I was woken up because someone kept pushing their knee into my spine. I'm going to get a snack, do either of you want anything?”
As Rumi rolled towards Mira Zoey lost her human pillow and her head slipped onto the mattress roughly, making her grumble. Rumi wrapped her arms around Mira, her lower lip pushed out in a pout.
“No leaving.”
Mira brushed her fingers over Rumi’s cheek, continuing past her ear until it settled behind her neck, scratching lightly as she hummed, loving how Rumi wanted to spend as much time with them as she could. Sometimes it seemed like she never wanted to let go.
They did have to have that awkward conversation about how Rumi needed to stop hovering over Mira when she was going to the toilet.
“Do I have to carry you with me again, Rumi?”
The only response Mira got was Rumi clinging closer to her. Shaking her head she patted the top of Rumi’s head.
“Ok, come on, hop on my back.”
Still half asleep Rumi manoeuvred to Mira's back, her arms wrapping around her neck as she secured her legs around the dancer's waist.
Seeing the duo, Zoey smirked to herself, fully aware Mira won't be able to say no to her as she put on her best puppy eyes.
“Carry me too, Mira.” She made grabby hands in Mira’s direction, her eyes pleading as her lower lip almost trembled in a pout.
“Abso-” Mira started, tone resolute. One look at Zoey, though, her arsenal on full display and utilised to optimum effect, despite Mira being trained in demon combat, Celine never trained her to resist adorable cute pouting Zoey. “-lutley yes, ok.”
Thinking for a moment, Mira moved around the bed and let Rumi’s legs go to scoop up Zoey into her arms.
“You're so strong, Mira.” Zoey murmured against her neck before she pressed a kiss there. She lingered for a moment, sucking on the skin, leaving a light mark before she pulled away, her lips stretched into a wide teeth out grin.
“You are so pleased with yourself, you little shit.” The fake annoyance wasn't lost on Zoey and she just grinned wider as she let herself be carried.
With the girls all packed Mira set off on her quest to get some snacks, her stomach grumbling as she walked through the door.
“Did we not eat after rehearsals?" Rumi tried to remember if they all ate or not, but she only remembered coming back to the apartment, downing a drink and passing out in Zoey’s bed. It was only supposed to be a short nap to rest before dinner but it seemed all of them just slept through most of the night.
“I’ve had a pack of nuts, you two just downed that protein powder concoction.” Zoey offered, finishing with a yawn.
Mira arrived at the kitchen and she sat Zoey down on the counter, before shuffling over to their fridge, opening it.
“Kimchi. Some rice.” She looked back at Zoey. “Ok we need to get some shopping, the fridge is empty.” Looking back, Mira pulled out kimchi and rice, thankfully there were eggs left. She could work with that.
Zoey was off the counter and looking at the usual cupboard where the instant noodles should be, only to find it barren except one toppled over Rumi cup.
“Yep, we are out of food it seems, only one Rumi style left in here, probably from when she was feeling ill and skipped lunch.” Zoey stood up the cup before closing the cupboard and sat back on the counter, her legs kicking as she watched Mira mix the rice in hot wok, flicking it with ease as she cracked in the egg.
It was amusing how Mira managed to cook as if Rumi wasn't holding onto her.
“Rumi, you want to let Mira cook in peace and just cling to me for a while?” Zoey jumped off of the counter and made her way to the duo, her hand settling on Rumi's lower back as she spoke.
Rumi looked at Zoey, then back to Mira, purring as she pondered. She let go of Mira with her arms, twisting so she could reach for Zoey. Zoey laughed at her antics, it was adorable how open Rumi became now. Not holding back her need for touch, for affection, seeking it out and then holding on to it as long as she could.
“Come here you clingy monkey.” Zoey wrapped her arms around her holding her steady and in a blink of an eye Runi was now attached to Zoey. She constantly nuzzled into her neck, purring.
Mira rolled her eyes as she leaned and gave Zoey a thankful kiss.
“I'll be done in about 10 minutes. You can go sit on the couch since the limpet won't let go, it seems” Mira kissed Rumi’s shoulder before returning to cooking.
Zoey moved with ease, her steps quiet and light as she took Rumi to the living room, settling on the couch. Rumi shifted only slightly, staying attached to Zoey.
“You ok? You're being…” Zoey paused, struggling to find the right words. She noticed Rumi had been quiet since they got up.
“I had a nightmare.”
Zoey’s brows shot up, her mouth forming an o. She squeezed Rumi against her, kissing her head.
“Oh, babe, I'm so sorry. Wanna talk about it?”
“I couldn't save you two. I tried so hard and I couldn't. It felt so real.”
Zoey squeezed harder, knowing all too well what Rumi was talking about. She's had these before. And it took her a few days to feel all right after. A lot of cuddles and reassurance.
“We're both alive and ok, Rumi. We're here and nothing can take us away from you.” She rubbed her back, her fingers sliding underneath the shirt, knowing Rumi preferred skin on skin contact.
“Well except when Mira has bad IBS then she'll be just a toilet away.”
Rumi laughed at that, swatting Zoey’s shoulder.
“I am not with you for a second and you are badmouthing me, I see.”
Mira sat the tray with food and drinks down on the coffee table as she sat down next to the duo.
“Rumi, you can't eat attached to either of us.” She rubbed Rumi’s exposed skin, gently tracing her patterns there.
Whining, Rumi pulled back, looked at Mira and then Zoey. She then looked at the space between them and without a word Mira scooted over, making space for her. Sliding off Zoey, Rumi nestled between her girlfriends, pleased when they both scooted closer to her. A kiss on both her cheeks warmed her chest.
“We love you.”
Rumi smiled.
“Ok, let's dig in.”
They each took their own bowls, happily munching on their food, enjoying the closeness.
“Thank you for always being there for me.” It was barely above a whisper. Rumi sounded so small.
Zoey looked to her side, glancing at Rumi before looking at Mira, an unspoken conversation exchanged in just a look. They'll show her just how much they love her, over and over and over until Rumi was filled with their love.
Finished, they stacked their bowls, setting them on the tray as they melted into the couch, satisfiying sighs filling the air. Rumi leaned on Mira and pressed her legs towards Zoey, wanting to be somehow connected to both of them.
Zoey smiled, taking Rumi’s leg into her lap, gently massaging her feet.
“Is this ok?”
Rumi purred against Mira in response, her lips stretching into a wide smile.
“That feels so good, Zoey.”
Grinning, Zoey continued her massage, slow and gentle, pressing on points that made Rumi groan in pleasure.
Mira's hand settled on Rumi’s neck, massaging there lightly.
“Someone is enjoying themselves." Mira smiled, kissing Rumi’s head. She shuffled lightly so Rumi was more on top of her chest, her other hand coming up to cup her cheek, gently tilting her head enough to press their lips together.
A brief, sweet kiss left Rumi giddy. She shifted, closing the gap with Mira again, settling on top of her fully, her legs stretched behind her.
Zoey moved with them, pulling away enough to let the two settle before she kneeled on either side of Rumi’s legs, massaging her things now. Her hands worked on each thigh, grabbing and squeezing the muscles, taking the tension out of them before smoothing them down. Her hands ran higher and higher.
“Is it ok if I move higher, Rumi?”
Zoey kept her hands on her thighs, her thumbs making slow circles, patiently waiting for an answer, happy for it to be either.
Pulling away, Rumi smiled at Mira and how flushed the dancer's cheeks were. She looked over her shoulder. Zoey was staring back at her, a soft smile on her face, patient as always and Rumi felt her chest swell with love as her mind flashed through all the sweet moments Zoey had been courteous, asking for permission first, never wanting to make Rumi or Mira uncomfortable.
“Yes.” Rumi watched the sweet smile stretch into a mischievous grin. “You can also do more than just massage, Zoey.” She finished with a wink and the way Zoey bit her lip, Rumi knew she was in for a ride.
“When you say it like that.” Zoey didn't finish, her thought getting lost as she moved higher. Her hands grabbed Rumi’s asscheeks, kneading as she worked on them. Slowly dipping lower and lower until her thumbs were brushing on either side, just where the thigh met the pelvic area.
Rumi pressed her forehead against Mira’s shoulder, her senses getting stimulated on all fronts as Mira started massaging her scalp, the delicate fingers digging into the skin just perfectly. Purring filled the room mixed with moans and groans.
“Fuck.” Rumi looked back at Zoey. “Zoey, please, don't just tease me.”
All the shifting was making it hard for Mira not to get aroused. Rumi’s stomach was pressing right between her legs, and this shift, Mira lost her composure and let herself get lost in the pleasure, the blood flowing down to her center and she felt herself getting hard. Her head falling back, she hummed as she felt Rumi’s hands pull on her shirt.
Adjusting, Mira let Rumi pull her yellow top off, leaving her bare, foregoing a bra at home. She watched Zoey pull the shorts off of Rumi, along with her underwear.
“I love your ass, you're so gorgeous, Rumi.” Zoey gently slapped Rumi’s ass, teasing.
“That’s so hot.” Mira bit her lip as she felt Rumi’s lips around her nipple, tongue flicking against it hard.
Zoey grinned, her teeth holding her lower lip between them as she spread Rumi, her ass and glistening pussy fully on display.
“You're so fucking wet Rumi.” She kneaded her cheeks for a moment longer before she took one hand, took two fingers into her own mouth, sucking on them, getting them wet before she reached down, dragging them through Rumi’s folds.
“You're practically dripping. Fuck.” Zoey teased her, pressing her fingers against her entrance only to pull back when Rumi moved her hips.
“Patience, babe.” Zoey smirked as she moved her fingers again.
Groaning, Rumi bit down on Mira's nipple. “Fuck,” Mira hissed, the pain and pleasure mixing in a delicious cocktail, making her harder, “don't take it out on me, Rumi, or do I have to discipline that mouth of yours?”
Rumi groaned. She felt herself clench around nothing.
“Oh, I think she'd like that, especially with how much she twitched from you just saying that.” Zoey smirked.
“Is that right, Rumi? You want me to fuck your mouth?”
Rumi was about to answer but all that left her mouth was a high pitched groan as Zoey finally pushed inside, her fingers curling just how Rumi liked it. Eyes rolling back, Rumi pushed her hips back further, wanting more than just Zoey’s fingers.
Mira pushed Rumi up and shifted herself from underneath her. In awe, Rumi watched as Mira slowly pulled down her jean shorts along with her underwear, her eyes drinking in the newly exposed skin. Her eyes locked on Mira's treasure trail, the hair making an irresistible path to the biggest, most mouth watering treasure Rumi has ever seen. She couldn't look away from Mira’s cock, watched it come closer and closer, a small bead of precum forming at the tip of the head.
“Fuck, you're making me pulse with those hungry eyes, Rumi.” Mira grabbed her cock, her fingers squeezing around the base. “You want this?” She moved her cock and watched as Rumi followed it with her eyes, her lips parted. “You look entranced.”
Mira moved her other hand, cupping Rumi’s cheek for a moment before tucking her finger under her chin and making her look up.
“I asked you a question, Rumi.”
Zoey added another finger, biting Rumi's asscheek as she pumped, slow and hard. With each thrust, Rumi felt her mind fade, the only thing filling all of her senses and thoughts was pleasure. She knew Mira was asking her a question but all she wanted was to wrap her lips around her perfect cock and feel her hit the back of her throat an-
Mira's intense gaze brought her back to reality, anchoring her thoughts for a moment. Worried eyes were searching Rumi’s, silently checking in. Rumi nodded as a smile stretched all the way to her eyes.
“I'm ok, more than ok, Mira.” Rumi kissed the inside of Mira's palm. “Now, are you going to dis-” half way through her word Rumi forgot what words were as Zoey hit her sweet spot, “-cipline my mouth, or was that just an empty threat?” She looked back up at Mira as she took one of her fingers into her mouth, wrapping her lips and tongue around it as she took all of it in.
Mira bit her lip, her cock twitching as Rumi sucked on her finger, the warm and wet tongue dragging back and forth underneath it. “Someone is very eager.” Mira added another finger, pushing down on her tongue, feeling the spit coat and making them slick. She pushed further, as far as she could, and watched as Rumi’s eyes rolled back as Zoey matched her rhythm.
“Fuck, she’s so close.” Zoey looked up at Mira, smirking as she lifted her other hand to her mouth, licking her finger. She reached down and dragged them around her other hand, coating them thoroughly. With ease she pushed against Rumi’s asshole, pushing her middle finger in till second knuckle as she contunued to fuck Rumi.
Rumi made a low guttural noise around Mira's fingers, her core began to unravel as Zoey filled both her holes, pumping in a delicious rhythm that made her melt. Her hands fisted against the couch fabric as she came, her hips shaking, thighs trembling.
“Gods, Rumi. You're clenching so tightly around my fingers.” Zoey kept moving, her pace staying consistent, wanting to bring Rumi over the edge again and again and again. “I know one is not enough for a greedy girl like you, Rumi.”
Mira pulled out her fingers and Rumi whined at the loss, wanting her mouth filled again. She was about to beg Mira but Zoey added another finger into her ass. Her mind went blank. All she could do was feel the sweet pleasure as Zoey fucked her. She buried her face in the couch, groaning as she moved her hips back, grinding against Zoey’s hands.
“P-please, please…” Rumi begged, wanting nothing else but to come undone. She wanted more, she needed more.
“What do you need, babe?” Zoey curled her finger, finding that patch that made Rumi’s toes curl and focused on that as she looked at Mira. Mira smiled and nodded as she moved, gently placing her hand on the back of Rumi’s head.
Rumi was being guided up, her lips brushing against something wet and she instinctively opened her mouth. The stretch in her jaw, the fullness of her mouth, how she could barely breath as Mira buried herself all the way until Rumi’s nose pressed against her navel was overwhelming and just what Rumi needed.
Zoey yelped as she felt Rumi convulse as warm liquid coated her hand, dripping between Rumi’s thighs. Laughing almost maniacally, Zoey slowed down her movement, gentle strokes replacing the hard pounding rhythm.
Mira on the other hand, kept going, selfishly using Rumi’s mouth to get off. Her hips thrusting as she pulled on Rumi’s hair.
She was so close, so quickly.
Zoey watched Mira’s eyes close, her head fall back as her abs rippled. As much as she just wanted to let her continue, she knew she had to step in, as both Mira and Rumi were too far gone.
“Mira, ease up on her throat.” Mira paused, pulling back, blinking as she tried to focus. After a moment she had to push Rumi off of her cock, in order to hear Zoey.
“I know it's so tempting to fuck her silly, especially since she doesn't have any gag reflex, but you have to remember we can't afford for her to be without a voice.”
Rumi was back on Mira’s cock, the head in her mouth, sucking.
“Fuck.” Mira almost gave in.
Zoey slapped Rumi’s ass to snap her out of it. “Down girl.”
Mira sighed, slightly disappointed but all too aware of how lost she could get when Rumi was just so good at taking her.
Rumi whined.
Mira looked down at her, her hand cupping her cheek thumb moving over her swollen lower lip. “Your mouth is so good Rumi, too good.” She bent down and kissed Rumi, easing her out of her trance. “We can't risk your voice though, and if you weren't completely lost in the sauce you would agree too.”
Zoey moved, licking her hand after she pulled out of Rumi. She walked over to Mira, kissing her. Her hand, slick with Rumi’s sleekness wrapped around Mira's cock, pumping as she explored the dancer's mouth.
“Want to fill me up, Mira?” Zoey pulled back, bending over the couch and spreading her legs. A moment later Mira practically mounted her, hands gripping the rapper’s hips possessively after taking just a second to line herself up and ram herself inside, her cock filling the smaller woman completely.
Rumi watched as Mira ravaged Zoey mere centimetres away from her, as Zoey’s eyes rolled back, her hands clutching at the pillow underneath her while moaning desperately. She felt a pull inside, her chest filling with need to be close. On instinct she reached out, cupping Zoey’s cheek. She shimmied closer to Zoey, closing the gap between them.
A gentle brush of lips, barely touching, insecure and careful. As if asking for permission to kiss. Zoey responded with glee, her lips pressing closer, her hand releasing the pillow to settle on the back of Rumi’s head, pulling her closer. And Rumi eagerly responded, matching Zoey’s need.
Mira watched them kiss, her cock pulsing as she thrust harder. She was already so close again. Closing her eyes she jeeked her hips as she felt her cock pump her first load inside Zoey.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuc~” Her words bled into a high pitched groan as she burried inside Zoey, their hips flush as she let every last drop out.
Zoey pulled back from the kiss, her mouth hanging open against Rumi’s cheek, her saliva pooling and dripping down onto Rumi as Zoey’s whole body trembled with orgasm. Mira pulled out sooner than she'd wanted too, her legs giving out on her.
“Fuck, that was so.” She took a breath, her hand resting on Zoey’s ass. “Intense.”
Zoey hummed in agreement, her hips still trembling with aftershooks.
Rumi kissed Zoey one more time, before she stood up, moved towards Mira and was about to kneel but Mira stopped her. Rumi pulled back, fear in her eyes. She was about to apologize when she saw how gently Mira looked at her, eyes full of love. She took a deep breath, shaking out anxiety as she exhaled.
“Mira?”
“I knew you wanted to go down on me. I just need a moment. I'm way too sensitive right now.” Mira spread her legs, letting her cock rest against the crook of her thigh. She twitched occasionally as she tried to get it to calm down.
Zoey stood up, her thigh getting wet as Mira's cum started to drip down.
“I need to get a quick shower. You're welcome to wait in my room or join me.”
She gave each of them a kiss on their head before she hurried toward her room.
Rumi looked after Zoey and a slap to her ass jolted her senses.
“Go after her, I will be there once you guys are done with the shower, ready to go again.”
Rumi turned toward her.
“Are you sure?”
Nodding, Mira took Rumi’s hand, squeezing lightly.
“Yes, Rumi I'm sure. Go fuck Zoey in the shower, we both know you want to.” She smirked as Rumi’s cheeks flushed. “It's so adorable how you still get so flustered over things.” She tugged on Rumi’s hand.
Leaning down, Rumi kissed Mira before running excitedly after Zoey, her lips stretched into a cheeky grin as she entered her room.
“Zoey, can I join you?” She waited next to the bed for Zoey to reply. She noted the low light of fairy lights, bottles of water waiting on nightstands and blankets already moved to the side.
“She's already prepped everything.”
The bathroom door opened and Zoey nodded towards Rumi, letting her know to get her ass inside.
Biting her lip, Rumi entered. Before the door even fully closed, Zoey pressed her against the wood, her hands on Rumi’s chest, pinching and rolling her nipples as her mouth traced open mouthed kisses down her neck.
“Fuck, Zoey.”
Zoey paused for a moment. “I love it when you say my name, all needy and breathless.” Resuming her kissing, she started to lower one hand between Rumi’s legs.
Rumi caught her, taking her hand and holding it behind Zoey’s back. “I kind of want to eat you out.” Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red as Zoey’s eyes filled with nothing but lust.
“You want to taste Mira and me at the same time, don't you?”
Rumi nodded, biting her lip.
“Can’t argue with that.” Zoey pulled back. Rumi’s hold loosened. She followed her as Zoey made her way towards the counter, jumping on it and spreading her legs for Rumi.
“She made a mess out of me.”
Zoey parted her lips, letting Rumi see exactly just how much Mira filled her up.
“Holy…” Rumi’s words died as she picked up on how intense the smell of Zoey was with the underlying scent of Mira mixed into it. She fell to her knees, her arms wrapping around Zoey’s hips, pulling her to the edge and dragged her tongue through Zoey’s folds, gathering up the mixed wetness, groaning against her as the tanginess hit her.
Zoey’s hands were in Rumi's hair, pulling her closer as she felt her tongue slide inside her. Despite just being fucked, she wanted more. It never felt like she could get enough of either of them and when one was too tired the other one took over to keep Zoey satiated. Sometimes they wondered if Zoey was indeed not a demon, considering her hunger.
It didn't take Zoey long to feel the familiar ecstasy rising from the pit of her stomach, spreading over her whole body right to her fingertips. As she shivered against Rumi’s mouth Rumi worked her tongue in and out, up over her clit, sucking on the swollen bud of nerves before retracing and repeating the motion. And as Zoey came undone, Rumi bit on Zoey’s clit, prolonging and sending her right into another orgasm. Zoey’s hands lost all strength as a choked sobbed Rumi filled the room.
The world seemed to still as Zoey basked in bliss, soft hands tracing up her abdomen, over her chest, followed by gentle lips. Rumi’s beautiful brown eyes met hers and Zoey felt her eyes sting at the gentle love she saw. Her hand reached for Rumi’s cheek, cupping it and Rumi leaned into it, purring.
“I love you, Rumi.” She paused to swallow a lump that was forming in her throat. “So much.”
Rumi kissed Zoey’s cheek, licking her tears as she pulled her up and off the counter, carrying her into the shower.
“I love you too, Zoey.” She lowered her carefully, making sure she could stand before letting go. “Now, let's get us cleaned up, as we both have dried cum all over by now.”
Zoey grimaced for a moment before she burst out in a laugh.
“Yeah, not a fan of crusty cum.”
Mira sat on the couch for maybe 4 minutes before she took the bowls of food back to the kitchen to clean later. She picked up their discarded clothes, making a mental note to deep clean the couch, before she made her way towards their living quarters. As it sounded like the other two were still busy before the actual shower Mira stopped at her own room, went to the bathroom and checked her hair. She undid her hairdo and put it in a high bun.
She heard Zoey’s loud Rumiii~ and she made her way towards Zoey’s room, grinning. Entering, she made her way to the bathroom. She slipped inside the room, dropping clothes in a laundry basket before getting towels ready and joining the girls in the shower.
“Sounded like you had fun.” Mira joined Rumi and Zoey behind the glass separator. She took the shower head and rinsed her body, humming happily. “Rumi’s very talented with her mouth.” She reached behind Zoey to grab some body wash, pouring some on her hand and spreading it over her body, gently massaging around her waist and groin.
Behind Mira, Rumi took up the task of helping Mira wash her back and as if they were doing it for years now - it has been just recently that they started having showers together - Mira started to wash Zoey’s back. Within minutes all of them were scrubbed, rinsed and now towel drying themselves. Zoey let her hair out of her staple hairdo, brushing it before tying it up in a loose bun.
“I’ve stopped at my bathroom before joining you two...” Mira looked at Rumi. Strands of hair were loose from her braid. “You, however…” She reached for a brush from the cabinet. “You need to get that braid undone. Brush, hydrate and moisturize. Should probably also get a gentle massage, to help ease that tension and hopefully prevent another tension headache.”
Rumi made a face as she remembered the last time she slept in her braid and how in the morning she had to cancel a scheduled appearance due to a severe tension headache it caused her.
“Bed?” Rumi smiled shyly, hopeful Mira wouldn't make her stand.
Mira nodded, grabbing the conditioners and moisturisers they needed to keep Rumi’s hair in optimal condition. “Sure, gives me and Zoey time, so we don't have to rush.”
Zoey was grabbing a set of brushes and combs, along with some more hair care products and several scrunchies. “Since Mira already did her hair, I'd appreciate help with mine too, once Rumi’s is done.”
Both Mira and Rumi hummed in agreement. They slowly shuffled out of the bathroom, swapping their slippers to indoor ones, leaving 3 sets of bathroom slippers neatly placed next to the bathroom door.
Since they started dating they all ended up buying extra bathroom slippers for all of their bathrooms, as having to go and fetch them each time they stayed at different room was getting tedious.
“I'll just go grab each of us some clothes. Don't want to get cold.” Zoey stepped to the wardrobe, pulling out 3 boxers and 3 oversized shirts.
“Here's undies and shirts. Pick whatever but I'm having the turtle boxers, thank you very much.” She snatched the boxers out of the pile and pulled them on, waiting for Mira and Rumi to pick their tops before she took the last one.
With all of them clothed, Zoey jumped behind Rumi, settling in a cross legged position as she grabbed a brush and started on detangling Rumi’s long tight braid. Mira joined them, sitting behind Zoey and started on brushing her hair with care taking her time.
By the time Zoey was finally done detangling Rumi’s braid, Mira was done with Zoey’s hair, conditioner and moisturizer. She pulled on a silky scrunchie.
“All done.” She smiled, pleased with her handywork. She leaned her chin on Zoey’s shoulder, inspecting how Rumi’s hair was going.
“It's always a pain to undo if she sleeps in it.”
“Yeah, but thankfully it's super thick and strong so it's not as sensitive as mine would be.” Zoey turned and kissed Mira's cheek. “Thankfully you have a super healthy habit of taking extra care of yours, so we only have two careless heads to deal with.”
The room filled with laughter.
Mira wrapped her arms around Zoey’s waist, comfortably sighing as she closed her eyes for a moment, content to just be. Zoey wiggled and got extra comfortable against Mira as she continued on with Rumi’s hair, each section was undone, then brushed before she moved on, making the process lengthy, but it paid off as once the braid was undone, hair was tangle free.
“Hm, you might need to go for a trim soon. When's the last time you had it, Rumi?”
Rumi leaned back onto her hands as she thought for a moment trying to remember when was the last time her ends were trimmed.
“Oh, yeah, the stylist mentioned last time that I should have a trim soon, we just haven't had the time for it since.”
“Well, Bobby did say we have a long weekend coming up. We could do it then, all three of us getting our ends touched up and then we can have a relaxing visit to the bathhouse ? Could be a nice date. Grab some food at the corner restaurant. The owner always gives us extra stuff.” Zoey was almost vibrating, the only thing holding her back was Mira resting on her.
“I'm amazed at your self control right now, Zoey. Proud even.” Mira was teasing her.
“I could just shove my shoulder you know.”
“But you won't.” Mira squeezed her slightly.
“Yeah, you're lucky I love you.” Zoey pressed another kiss to her cheek.
“Is it almost done? I wanna cuddle.” Rumi was getting restless. She wanted to join in, hold Zoey and Mira but instead she was stuck getting her hair done.
“Maybe I should just cut it off, then I wouldn't have to deal with this.”
Zoey and Mira froze. Zoey opened her mouth only to close it again as all the versions of different haircuts started to flash through her mind.
“H-how short are we talking about?”
Mira saw Zoey’s cheeks blush.
“Zoey is struggling here, Rumi. You almost broke her.”
Rumi laughed, looking over her shoulder only to see Zoey looking up at the ceiling, failing to look nonchalant.
“Maybe just an undercut?”
Mira perked up at that, smirking.
“That would look super hot.”
“Maybe, maybe.” Rumi started to hum a tune, Mira and Zoey joining in as they continued to work on Rumi’s hair.
It took them almost another hour, but finally Rumi’s hair was tangle free, moisturised and conditioned. The trio was cozily nestled on Zoey’s bed. Zoey and Mira leaning back against the headboard and Rumi laying between them, her head in Mira's lap with Mira gently massaging her scalp.
Zoey giggled as she scrolled her phone. An audible aw filled the room and Rumi and Mira perked up and looked at her, wanting Zoey to share whatever was cute enough to have her melt.
“Oh, someone posted a picture of their cat in a Huntr/x shirt and our lightstick.”
She angled her phone to let Mira and Rumi see the screen.
“Isn’t that adorable? Also those little moustaches are so cute.”
Rumi awed as she saw the image. A white calico, little orange moustache, some black and orange around her big ears wearing a pink Huntrix shirt with her paw on the lightstick.
“Do we sell pet merch or did they make that?”
Zoey scrolled down to the comments section.
“Oh they made it, and hand embroidered our logo.” She paused for a moment as she scrolled through some of the other posts.
“Oh, apparently she comes running when she hears us on the TV. There's a video.”
She tilts the phone again so the other two can see before she presses play.
Indeed there is a video of a cat running full speed and stopping in front of the TV, just sitting and staring as Huntrix starts moving and singing.
“Aw, that is so adorable!”
“She's called a potato a lot. I wonder if that's her actual name.”
“She kind of looks like one of those lucky cats?” Mira lifted her hand and did the motion that the lucky cat is famous for. Zoey tilted her head narrowing her eyes in thought.
“Yeah, ok, yeah, I can see that.”
She smiled and opened up her music app connecting it to the room's speakers and played her chill lofi playlist before setting the phone back on the nightstand. A soft low beat filled the room, making it extra cozy, along with all the fluffy blankets and fairy lights. Zoey nuzzled into Mira’s side, feeling needy. Her hand found Rumi’s head and she started petting her.
Purring vibrated against Mira’s leg, as Rumi melted.
“You guys are aware that makes me feel all gooey and horny right?” Rumi mumbled before continuing to purr. Her hands slowly trailing up Zoey’s and Mira’s thighs. The closer she got the slower she went. She was almost sure she could get Zoey to fold before she reached her center, yet to both Rumi’s and Mira’s surprise, Zoey just opened her legs further, patiently waiting for Rumi to do whatever she wanted.
Zoey pressed against Mira’s neck, her cheeks flushed as Rumi finally pressed against her. Cupping her, pressing her whole palm over her boxers.
“Damn, Zoey, it really doesn’t take much, does it?” Rumi grinned as she palmed Mira with her other hand. Squeezing and making the dancer moan as she dipped her hand under the boxers.
Zoey lifted her hips, pulling off her underwear, giving Rumi full access now. Rumi didn’t wait, she dragged her fingers through Zoey’s wet lips, rubbing circles around her clit before she dipped back down and inside her. She groaned against Zoey’s chest, the feeling of Zoey dripping down her hand was almost maddening.
“The fact I made you this wet is almost blowing my mind.” Rumi bit down on Zoey’s nipple, licking over it as she started a steady pumping rhythm, making sure to circle her fingers around Zoey’s cervix. The desperate moans that she got out of Zoey were intoxicating, her mind slowly slipping as she brought Zoey closer and closer to the edge.
Mira watched as Rumi’s fingers disappeared inside Zoey, the slickness glistening each time Rumi pulled out. Her cock was in Rumi’s hand, slowly being pumped all the way up and down, occasionally Rumi would pause at her head, rubbed underneath and over her tip, teasing her, making her leak enough to coat her hand completely.
Reaching over, Zoey pulled Mira into a kiss, her lips searching for some kind of anchor as she felt her chest burst. Her hips were off the bed, arching into Rumi’s unfaltering hand as she kept pumping, hard. Mira swallowed Zoey’s moans, getting drunk on her taste as she felt her shiver against her lips.
“That’s it, Zoey, cum for us. Both of us.”
Zoey came again, her lower lip between her teeth as she ground against Rumi’s fingers.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, Rumi, I can’t.”
Rumi looked up, Zoey’s head was thrown back, Mira supporting it. She looked at Mira who gave her a nod, smirking before she licked up Zoey’s neck, pausing a breath away from her ear.
“Aw, baby, come one, one more. For me. Just imagine my cock inside you, filling you. Doesn’t it feel so fucking good? Don’t you wanna be a good girl and come for us?”
Zoey’s hips twitched, jerking as she came once more. Her abs hurt from the strain, her thighs burned, in a good way. Rumi kissed her stomach, gentle open mouthed kisses as she slowly eased her way out, pausing whenever Zoey winced. Once her hand was free, she brought it up to Mira’s mouth, who eagerly took her fingers, sucking and moaning at tasting Zoey.
“Fuck, that is going to get me going again.” Zoey panted still, her cheeks flushed as a relaxing warmth spread over her body.
“Now, let’s finally get your cock, where I’ve been needing it.” Rumi kissed Mira, biting her lip playfully before she pulled away, settling herself between Zoey’s legs.
“Now,” Rumi raised her legs, opening them as she rested her head against Zoey, “Mira, I want you inside me. Fuck me, please.”
Mira’s cock visibly twitched at that, a drop of precum sliding down her hard shaft.
“I’m going to destroy you.” Mira’s tone was low, the raspiness sent a shiver down Rumi’s spine as she bit her lip.
A moment later, Mira was between Rumi’s legs, her cock resting on Rumi’s wet lips.
“I’m going to fuck you stupid, Rumi. No thoughts but my cock.” She pushed on her cock, rocking her hips back and forth, rubbing it against Rumi. She made sure to drag her tip over her clit, making it grow with each thrust. Mira would line up her cock with Rumi’s entrance and just as Rumi thought Mira was going to fill her, give her what she craved, Mira slid her cock back over her folds, bumping her sensitive clit.
Zoey reached around Rumi, her hands cupping her chest, rolling her nipple between her thumb and index finger as she kissed her shoulder, licking it before biting down and sucking. She wanted to leave a mark, feeling possessive as Rumi moaned their names. No one can have Rumi but them.
“P-please, Mira. I need you.” Rumi held onto Mira’s forearms, trying to urge her on.
“You need what, princess?” Mira wasn’t done teasing her. She could do this all day if it meant Rumi was going to deliciously beg for her.
“I-I, fuck-” Rumi choked on a moan as Zoey and Mira synced with their rhythm, making Rumi’s mind slowly slip away.
“Words, Rumi, use words. Or is this enough to make you a complete mess?” Mira pushed the head of her cock inside Rumi. “You can do better, unnie.” She felt Rumi clench desperately around her.
“Oh, did you cum just from that? I wonder what will happen if I do this.” Mira thrusted forward, all of her disappearing inside Rumi.
Rumi’s vision blurred, her mouth opened as she let out a groan. The stretch and fullness was almost too much. She came undone again, her toes curling. Panting she wanted to ask for a brief pause, but Mira started to move, slow and hard thrusts filling her up and pushing her towards another orgasm. Her hands squeezed harder on Mira’s forearms and in return Mira sped up, rolling her hips as she pulled out before slamming back in.
Zoey held on to Rum’s head, kissing her neck and jaw, whispering how good she is, how well she takes Mira. The intense thrusting was enough to move Rumi against Zoey, effectively giving Zoey enough pressure to get some relief. Sweat formed at Rumi’s hairline, and Zoey watched as a drop started to fall only for her tongue to catch it.
With her hands firmly in place, Mira lifted herself onto her feet, using her whole body weight to thrust and fuck Rumi sensles. Her patterns started to dance, pulsing with her breathing as Mira kept at a merciless pace. Her mouth hung open as she trembled, her voice cracking with another climax. Rumi’s trembling vibrated through Zoey and she groaned as she felt herself come against Rumi’s back.
Mira eased down, pleased with herself that she managed not to come, despite Rumi’s inner walls squeezing gloriously divine. She looked up at Rumi, her eyes half closed, mouth open, saliva dripping down her chin. She closed the distance between them, kissing her jaw gently, nudging her with her nose.
“You ok Rumi?”
Rumi nodded, not trusting herself to speak anything coherent at that moment. Mira was prolonging her aftermath, constantly pulsing inside her.
“M-Mira~” Rumi’s brows narrowed, her head rolling back as she came again, her moan bordering on wailing.
Zoey looked at Mira, then down between Mira and Rumi. Mira’s cock was half way inside, her veins swollen, ready to pump her cum inside Rumi. Zoey smirked as she reached towards Mira, cupping her cheek and tilting her head up.
“You must feel super proud, to have this much control, to be able to hold back.” Mira’s cheeks flushed, her eyes widened.
“Such a good girl, you've done so well.” Zoey looked down at Rumi, her eyes distant as she panted. “I think Rumi needs you to fill her. Give her everything. Make her yours.” Zoey could see Mira’s resolve breaking. She pushed her further. “Stake your claim. Take what’s rightfully yours, Mira.”
Mira whined, leaning forward, her forehead against Zoey as she let go, her hips pumping fast and needy. She was so desperate.
“You're mine. Mine! All mine. Both of you.”
Rumi reached for Mira's back, dragging her nails over soft skin. “Yours, all yours.”
Transfixed, Zoey watched as Mira buried herself inside Rumi. Listened, the way both Rumi and Mira groaned as the latter came, tensing with each pulse of her cock, burying herself deeper and deeper inside Rumi. And Rumi was begging for more, begging for Mira’s cum, for her to fill her up. Their combined noises alone were enough to get Zoey dripping again.
“Kiss me, please.” Mira pleaded, her eyes longing as she stared at Zoey.
It melted Zoey’s heart, how vulnerable Mira looked, how open and completely at her mercy she was. She eagerly complied, leaning over Rumi’s shoulder, catching her lips in a gentle kiss. Zoey could feel Mira tremble through the kiss, her lips shakily moving as she shot inside Rumi.
The warmth that filled her alongside Mira’s cock pushed Rumi over the edge, her nails scratching along Mira’s sides, leaving red steaks behind them. And as she thought Mira was done, she felt another wave.
“Fuck, Mi-Mira. You’re… There's so much.”
Mira arched her back, making sure to empty every last drop inside Rumi, loving how much the lead singer clenched around her. Pulling away from Zoey’s lips, Mira panted as she watched Rumi collapse against Zoey, heavy breathing filling the room.
Everything stood still for a moment, it was just them, panting, enjoying the aftermath of their high, intertwined.
“You ok, Rumi?” Mira nuzzled against her jaw, leaving gentle kisses where she could.
Rumi just nodded. Zoey leaned down and kissed her head.
“We'll have to have another shower.” She paused, feeling the pleasant ache all over her body. “In a bit. Thankfully your hair is all good tho. It just needs another brush.” Zoey leaned back against the headboard, relaxing.
Mira stayed inside Rumi for a while, letting her sensitivity subside before slowly pulling out. She settled against Rumi, curling into her arms, warmth radiating from where their skin touched.
“Shower later. I'm so comfy right here.” She shimmied closer to Rumi, somehow not feeling close enough.
“I did say later. I honestly don't want to move an inch.” She wrapped her arms around Rumi, squeezing tightly. “Rumi, babe, you definitely should at least go to the toilet, you know how bad your downstairs flora can get if you don't pee after.” She kissed the side of Rumi’s head, laughing at her huff.
Annoyed, Rumi pushed Mira off and stood up. “I'm just gonna… Shit, shit, shit.” She reached for the closest discarded clothing item she could see and shoved it between her legs. Her face red, Rumi smiled with embarrassment as she awkwardly waddled off. “I'll be right back.”
Zoey laughed as Rumi disappeared behind the door. Mira on the other hand was still dazed from how her cuddle buddy had discarded her. She blinked away the surprise, her lower lip out in a pout as her arm and leg remained in the air.
“You can come cuddle me.”
Mira looked up at Zoey. Her pout turned into a wide smile as she pulled herself up the bed and settled into her side humming in content as she felt skin against skin once more.
“Cozy?” Zoey threaded her fingers through Mira's loosely kept together hair, massaging her scalp. She half expected Mira to begin to purr as she melted further into her.
“Very.” Mira responded at the same time as Zoey murmured. “Cute.”
Mira was close to drifting off. The only thing stopping her was the fact Rumi wasn't back yet. She groaned, setting her chin grumpily on Zoey’s chest. “Rumiii~, hurry up, I wanna snooze.”
“Almost done.” A minute later, Rumi reamerged from the bathroom. Her cheeks lightly flushed she practically glowed as she made her way to the bed, taking her place at the other side of Zoey.
“I'm here.” She leaned over Zoey and gave Mira a kiss on top of her head. The grumpy pout shifted into a dreamy smile as Mira got comfy against Zoey once more.
A few adjustments later, the girls were comfortably intertwined, touching and feeling as much as they possibly could underneath the soft blankets, slowly drifting off among the whispered mumbles of I love yous.