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"Bed. Now Damian." He growled. Damian grinned and immediately abandoned his fake dinner to walk seductively towards the bedroom. He made sure to sway his hips a bit.

Jon and Colin smirked to each other and followed after Damian.

They entered to find Damian slowly removing his shirt with his back to the doorway.

"Off." Jon said. Damian finished shrugging off the shirt to reveal the leather strappy-harness on his chest.

Colin tipped his head up. "We said the bed."

Damian did as he was told and laid down on the bed. Jon and Colin were immediately overtop of him.

"Good boy, listening to us so nicely." Jon cooed. Colin hummed and traced Damian's lips with two fingers. Damian opened his mouth, letting Colin slide them inside.

Colin's eyes gleamed with lust as he stroked the soft roof of Damian's mouth until the male began sucking obediently.

Jon sprawled his fingers out across Damian's chest, lowering his mouth to the Arabic's nipples. He began sucking on the right one, his other hand rubbing the opposite bud between his fingers.

Damian moaned and arched his back up, accidentally nipping Colin's fingers. Colin winced and retracted his fingers.

"Careful now Dami..." He warned. He glanced to Jon, lacing his free hand through the other's hair and giving it a tug. "You too Jon."

Jon leaned into Colin's touch while still making work of Damian's chest.

"A~ahh!" Damian whimpered, eyes fluttering closed. He tipped his head back, gripping the bedsheets in his fists.

Colin had Jon move a bit so he could settle down between Damian's thighs. Damian glanced down at him. He lifted his legs and placed the backs of his knees on Colin's shoulders expectantly.

"Such a good boy." Colin praised before pushing up Damian's skirt. Jon got back to work on Damian's chest and the male was immediately filled with pleasure once again.

Colin nipped at Damian's thighs, taking the elastic of the thigh high socks in his teeth and grinning at Damian before letting go so they snapped on his thigh.

Damian yelped, bucking his hips up in surprise. Colin giggled lightly before starting to leave hickies on Damian's thighs.

He mumbled words of praise against Damian's soft skin, biting down and abusing with his tongue.

Damian was a moaning mess between his chest and thighs getting attacked which his two dirty cheaters of boyfriends knew were his weak spots.

He could do nothing but rut on the bed, letting Colin and Jon pleasure and mark his body.

"Mmng~!" He moaned. "Oh~ oh plee~se... please~!" He cried.

Soon enough, Jon finished sucking, pulling away with a few deep pants. He pressed a feverish kiss to Damian's lips, tongue sneaking past the smaller's lips.

Colin decided to make quick work of his shirt. He sat up on his knees, finishing up his work on Damian's thighs. He pulled off his shirt swiftly. His naked chest caught both Jon and Damian's eyes, drawing the two from their kiss.