Chapter 282: "Trapped in a Sea of Softness"
Shisui stepped into the quiet stillness of the mansion's grand foyer, her boots barely making a sound against the polished floors. It was late—much later than she had planned to return home—but her duties as head of the Root kept her tethered to the shadows longer than usual. She sighed, rolling her shoulders and loosening the tight knots in her muscles as she finally let herself relax, breathing in the faint, familiar scent of magic that seemed to hum through every wall of this sprawling, sometimes bewildering mansion Malik called home.
She was halfway down the hall, eyes on autopilot toward their private wing, when she caught a flicker of movement—maids, several of them, scurrying back and forth between one of the sitting areas like anxious little birds. Their faces were flushed with urgency, whispering hurriedly to each other, but none of them noticed her as they passed by in a rush.
Curious—and slightly annoyed—Shisui's dark eyes narrowed as she stepped softly after them. What now? she wondered, slipping through the doorway of the sitting room with practiced stealth. Her sharp gaze swept the room—and then softened, her stern expression melting away almost instantly.
There he was.
Malik.
Dead asleep.
Flat out on one of the plush velvet sofas, half of his flashy pink-and-gold suit still clinging to him like a stubborn reminder of whatever escapade he'd been up to earlier that night. His soft, dark skin glowed faintly, his much longer than usual dark hair with pink and gold in it tousled and messy. His breathing was deep and even, completely oblivious to the mild chaos he'd left behind.
Shisui stood there, a flicker of amusement crossing her lips. What a handful…
The maids finally noticed her presence, stopping dead in their tracks mid-step, eyes wide in sudden alarm.
"L-Lady Shisui!" one of them stammered, bowing quickly.
But Shisui simply waved them off, her tired but affectionate gaze never leaving Malik. "It's fine. You've done enough. Go on and rest."
Relieved murmurs rippled through the group as they bowed out of the room, leaving Shisui alone with her sleeping husband. She moved forward, her steps soundless, and crouched down beside him for a moment, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. He looked peaceful—content. Whatever had worn him out must have been something worth seeing.
With an easy, practiced grace, Shisui slid her arms under Malik's warm, chubby frame and lifted him effortlessly. Despite his stocky build, to her, he weighed nothing at all. She cradled him close, feeling the familiar weight of him against her chest as she made her way toward their shared bedroom.
On her way through the halls, she rounded a corner—and stopped when she saw a familiar figure.
Shizune.
The other woman stood there in the soft glow of the corridor, looking every bit like something out of a dream. Her pale blue nightgown shimmered like liquid moonlight, clinging to her curves with an ethereal softness that made her seem both delicate and impossibly beautiful. The lace and embroidery caught the faint light, tracing every curve like whispered secrets.
Shisui smiled lightly. Of all Malik's fiancées, Shizune was one of the few she truly got along with—a woman of grace, strength, and, most importantly, good humor.
"Shizune," Shisui greeted, adjusting her hold on Malik, "looks like I found our wayward prince."
Shizune's eyes softened as she stepped closer, her gaze moving over Malik with quiet affection. "Again?" she asked with a small laugh. "What's he gotten himself into this time?"
Shisui smirked. "Who knows? But... feel like joining for a sleepover?"
Shizune tilted her head, her lips curling into a warm smile. "I don't see why not."
Without missing a beat, Shisui carefully handed Malik's sleeping form over to Shizune, who accepted him with ease and cradled him against her as if he weighed nothing at all. Shisui's eyes glinted playfully. "I'm going to change. You head up. I'll meet you there."
Shizune nodded, already turning toward the grand staircase that led to the upper floors, Malik's softly breathing form tucked against her chest.
By the time Shizune reached the master bedroom, the room was dimly lit and inviting, all warm shadows and silk sheets. She gently laid Malik down onto the expansive bed, smoothing his hair and watching with amusement as, in a small puff of magic-laced smoke, his crumpled suit shimmered and transformed into a pair of cozy, luxurious pajamas—soft fabric hugging his frame, designed perfectly for comfort.
She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. "Of course. Nothing surprises me anymore."
With a quiet sigh, Shizune climbed onto the bed beside him, nudging Malik's soft, warm body toward the center. She leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss across his forehead, her fingers tracing affectionately through his hair before she nestled herself under the covers.
Moments later, Shisui returned, pushing the door open with a soft creak. She was, as always, breathtaking. The deep crimson silk kimono she wore shimmered like fire in the low light, its golden embroidery dancing like flickers of flame with every step she took. The loose fabric swayed and rippled as she moved, giving tantalizing glimpses of her flawless, porcelain skin—the graceful curve of her neck, the soft line of her collarbone.
Shizune sat up slightly, eyes twinkling with mischief. "You realize Malik's going to faint when he sees you in that."
Shisui laughed, moving to the bed and settling onto the opposite side of Malik, brushing a hand through his golden hair. "He'd better appreciate it. Between you and me, he buys us way too many clothes."
Shizune laughed softly. "True. I can't even fit another gown in my closet at this point."
Shisui just shook her head, "Honestly, Malik truly does buy us way too many clothes. Half of my wardrobe has tags still on them."
Shizune smiled at that,"Right? Every time I think I have enough, another delivery arrives. I swear, he enjoys spoiling us just a little too much."
"A little? He enjoys it a lot. The man looks at luxury shopping the same way other people look at breathing—it's just a natural reflex.", Shisui rolled her eyes as she said it.
Shizune,(laughing softly)"Well, I won't complain. At least he has good taste. Your kimono looks breathtaking, by the way."
Shisui(smirks),"And you're practically glowing in that nightgown. If Malik wakes up, he's going to think he ascended to some paradise."
The two women exchanged a knowing glance, shaking their heads fondly as Shisui clapped her hands once, the room's lights dimming out instantly, plunging them into the quiet hush of night.
Without hesitation, both women shifted closer, their bodies pressing in on either side of Malik's sleeping form. He murmured something incoherent in his sleep, but his face relaxed, a smile playing faintly at his lips as he instinctively nestled deeper into the soft embrace of his wife and fiancée.
Shisui wrapped an arm around his chest, her breath warm against his neck, while Shizune did the same from the other side, burying her face gently in the crook of his shoulder. Shisui while smirking to herself, "You pushed Malik right into the center of the bed. Was that necessary?"
innocently, Shizune answered,"I just wanted to make sure he was comfortable."
Shisui let her have it,"Mmhmm. Comfortable. Right in the middle, so we could both use him as a personal pillow?"
Shizune softlylaughed,"Obviously. Why else would I be here?"
Shisui smiled back at her,"You're smooth, Shizune. I respect it."
The room fell into peaceful silence, save for the soft breathing of the three of them. Entwined together, sharing warmth and closeness, they drifted off one by one—wrapped in silk, moonlight, and love.
And Malik, even in his sleep, seemed to know he was the luckiest man in the world. But . . .
Malik stirred later that night, rousing from uneasy dreams into something altogether softer, warmer… and distinctly plush. His cheek was pressed into a yielding, heavenly softness, and the faint, rhythmic rise and fall beneath his face sent a soothing wave through his still-groggy mind. It was warm—almost too warm—and as his senses sharpened, he became aware of something familiar: the scent of delicate florals, skin warmed by sleep, and the faintest trace of silk brushing against his skin. It takes him a few seconds to realize—ah. Shisui and Shizune.
With a slow blink, Malik realized exactly where he was—trapped, quite thoroughly, between the generous, impossibly soft bosoms of his fiancée, Shizune, and his wife, Shisui.
His face was nestled deep within the plush valley of their breasts, the silky textures on either side cradling him in the most luxurious pillow anyone could imagine. He remained very still, half-daring to believe this wasn't just another dream. Above him, he could feel the gentle, steady rhythm of their breathing, the faint murmurs of sleep brushing past their lips—a quiet testament to the deep rest both women were enjoying.
Malik let a smile curl at his lips, a flush of fondness washing over him. If there's a heaven, this is definitely what it feels like, he mused with a flicker of amusement. He was a man surrounded by beauty, by love—and in this moment, literally enveloped in both. He couldn't help but laugh inwardly, thinking to himself, I must be the luckiest man alive to wake up like this.
Curiosity began to nibble at him, despite his deep comfort. How exactly had he ended up here? Had Shizune and Shisui carried him to bed themselves, those deceptively strong women lifting him with ease? Or had one of the diligent maids taken the liberty of making sure their beloved master was tucked in with care? Malik racked his brain but came up empty. No matter the answer, he couldn't complain—this was about as close to perfection as it got.
"This...this is perfect. I have reached peak comfort. I should never move again."
(He wiggles slightly, debating whether he should risk disturbing his very beautiful sleeping companions just to check how much of their outfits he can see.)
He thought to himself once again, "Did they carry me up here? Or did a maid do it? Either way, great work. Give them a raise."
Shifting carefully, he tried to lift his head, moving with the utmost caution to avoid disturbing either woman. He finally managed to tilt his head just enough to steal a glance at their sleeping forms, his eyes adjusting to the dim golden glow of the bedroom's subtle lighting.
Shizune was closest, her elegant form clad in a breathtaking pale blue nightgown that shimmered like moonlight on water. The silky fabric clung to her curves like a second skin, its delicate lace trim tracing the edges of her décolletage and flowing down in intricate, almost hypnotic patterns. The sheen of the material made her seem ethereal, as though she were a vision conjured from a dream rather than a real woman. Malik's eyes drifted down, captivated by how the fabric stretched softly over her chest, rising and falling in time with her peaceful breaths.
Turning his attention to Shisui, Malik's heart gave an appreciative little stutter. She was a vision of elegance and quiet power, wrapped in a deep crimson silk kimono that looked as though it had been spun from pure desire. The kimono was loose-fitting, allowing tantalizing glimpses of porcelain skin at her neckline and collarbone, the fabric falling away just enough to reveal the delicate dip of her throat and the gentle curve of her shoulder. Intricate gold embroidery traced its way down the sleeves and hem, dancing in the faint light like fireflies.
His gaze softened as he drank them in—Shizune's wild tangle of silky black hair fanned across the pillow, her serene features touched by the faintest smile in sleep; Shisui's calm, doll-like beauty, her hair tucked back to reveal every sculpted line of her neck and jaw. Together, they were a portrait of strength and grace, and Malik felt a surge of deep affection rise within him. This was his world—these two incredible women, their love, their quiet presence, their trust.
He sighed, resting his head back down, snuggling a little deeper into the plush warmth around him. The comforting weight of their bodies on either side, the subtle, soothing scent of their skin—it was almost enough to lull him straight back to sleep.
"How did I get so damn lucky?" he wondered silently, shaking his head with a small smile. Two amazing women, both strong, both beautiful, both completely mine... and they don't even realize they've turned into my personal bed trap."
For a moment longer, he lay still, content to bask in the softness, his face pressing gently into their plush warmth. He let his eyes flutter shut again, surrendering to the sheer bliss of the moment. He knew he'd have questions come morning, teasing remarks, and probably more than a little playful scolding from both women for letting his "lucky pervert" tendencies get the better of him—though, in truth, this time it hadn't even been his fault.
But for now? He let himself relax fully, soaking in the quiet intimacy of being surrounded by Shizune and Shisui, their warmth like a protective cocoon.
He knew, of course, that this perfect moment couldn't last forever—but for now, he was content to simply rest, basking in the gentle pressure of their soft bodies, the steady rhythm of their breathing, and the quiet understanding that, no matter what the day might bring, he was exactly where he belonged.
After a time, Malik shifted again, this time with more purpose. He slowly, carefully extracted himself from between the two sleeping women, wincing slightly as he finally pulled free from their plush embrace. His neck and shoulders were deliciously warm, almost glowing from the close contact.
Once clear, he settled back against the headboard, watching Shisui and Shizune with fond, amused eyes. They stirred slightly in their sleep, Shizune letting out a small, breathy sigh as she rolled onto her side, curling in toward the center of the bed. He slowly moved one of his hands over Her pale blue nightgown, slowly and with patience, moved it around to show more and more of her very ample cleavage, wanting to get a look at one brown nipple. He traced his fingers along her collarbone, then down the swell of her breast. Shizune's chest rose and fell with steady breaths, her features serene in sleep. Malik's hand paused at the edge of her nightgown, fingers hovering over the fabric as he debated how much further to go.
The silence was broken by a soft rustle of sheets behind him. He turned to see Shisui's dark eyes watching him, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She reached out to gently take his wrist, guiding his hand away from Shizune's exposed skin. "I think we should let her sleep," she whispered. "But I'm wide awake if you're looking for company." Her free hand trailed down his chest, nails lightly scraping his skin. Malik's eyes locked onto hers, and he offered a charming smile as he reached out to gently brush his fingers against the deep crimson silk kimono. His voice was low and husky as he asked, "May I have the pleasure of undoing this for you, or would you prefer to do it yourself? I must admit, I'm curious to see what's hidden beneath... if you're willing to share, my love." Shisui's lips curled into a seductive smile as she leaned back slightly, giving him better access to the intricately tied obi around her waist. "I'd be honored to let you unwrap me like the precious gift I am," she whispered, her dark eyes never leaving his face. "Just be gentle."
Malik's fingers moved with practiced precision, carefully loosening the knots and slowly unfurling the silk fabric. As he worked, he leaned in, trailing soft kisses along Shisui's neck and jaw. The scent of cherry blossoms wafted up from her skin. With the last knot undone, he gently spread the kimono open, revealing the creamy expanse of Shisui's skin beneath. His breath caught as he took in her beauty, his hands tracing the contours of her body with delicate touches. "Exquisite." As Malik's lips met Shisui's, the air was filled with the sweet scent of desire. Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, their tongues dancing together in a sensual waltz. Shisui's tongue slipped deeper into Malik's mouth, and he felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. His hands, as if guided by instinct, reached out to grasp the lush curves of her breasts.
Shisui's breasts were a marvel of nature, full and generous, with brown nipples that seemed to be begging for attention. As Malik's hands closed around them, her nipples began to harden, responding to the gentle pressure of his fingers. He squeezed her breasts, feeling the soft flesh yield to his touch, and Shisui's nipples grew even harder, their sensitive tips sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
Malik's fingers teased her nipples, tracing circles around the areolae, and Shisui's breathing grew heavier, her mouth opening wider to receive the deepening kiss. Her tongue tangled with Malik's, their mouths moving in a slow, sensual rhythm that seemed to match the beating of their hearts. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the depths of their passion.
As they kissed, Malik's hands continued to explore Shisui's breasts, his fingers tracing the curves of her flesh, and his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Shisui's body responded to his touch, her breasts growing heavier, her nipples harder, and her desire more intense. The air was filled with the sweet scent of their passion, and their love seemed to grow with every passing moment, a flame that burned brighter and hotter with every kiss, every touch, and every whispered promise. Malik's hands slid down Shisui's sides, his fingers tracing the gentle curves of her waist and hips. The silk kimono pooled around her feet as he slowly pushed it aside, revealing her perfect, unmarred skin. She shivered slightly at the cool air on her newly exposed flesh, goosebumps rising in the wake of his touch.
Shisui's hands, meanwhile, were not idle. She ran her fingers through Malik's hair, tugging gently as she deepened the kiss. Her other hand explored his chest, tracing his warm soft skin through his thin nightshirt. The fabric clung, molding itself to his body as he moved.
As they broke apart for air, Malik's eyes roamed Shisui's form, taking in every detail of her exposed beauty. His gaze lingered on the swell of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the curve of her hips. Malik's body glided smoothly, softly, and quietly over his wife Shisui, his movements a testament to his desire to not disturb the slumbering form of his fiancee Shizune. As he positioned himself above Shisui, he whispered in a voice barely audible, his eyes locked onto Shizune's peaceful face, "Don't make a sound."
With a gentle tug, Malik pulled down his night pants, revealing his hard, black cock, which pressed against Shisui's thick, black, and soft pubic bush. She slowly spread her legs, inviting her love to enter, and Malik's cock began to slide into her hot, wet center. Shisui's lips curled under, and she bit down, her eyes flashing with a mix of pleasure and determination to remain silent.
As Malik's cock sank deeper into her, Shisui's body began to relax, her muscles unwinding as she surrendered to the sensation. Malik's hands wrapped around her long, muscular legs, pulling them up and back, as he started to move inside her with slow, deep strokes. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft, muted rustling of the bed sheets and the quiet, heavy breathing of the two lovers.
Shisui's eyes locked onto Malik's, her gaze burning with a fierce, unspoken passion, as she struggled to contain the moans that threatened to escape her lips. Her body trembled, her muscles tensing, as Malik's cock stroked her inner walls, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. The silence was almost palpable, a living, breathing entity that wrapped itself around the two lovers, as they moved in perfect, silent harmony. As Malik continued his slow, deliberate movements, Shisui's resolve wavered. A soft gasp escaped her lips, quickly muffled by her hand. Malik's eyes flickered to Shizune, who stirred slightly but remained asleep. He increased his pace, his cock sliding deeper into Shisui's wet heat. Her body arched, back bowing off the bed as pleasure overwhelmed her.
Malik's hands tightened on her thighs, his grip almost bruising as he thrust harder. Shisui's breathing grew ragged, her chest heaving as she fought to keep quiet. The bed creaked ominously, threatening to give away their secret.
Malik's face was a mask of concentration, his eyes darting between Shisui's face and Shizune's sleeping form. Shisui's nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks as her climax approached. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her body rigid with tension. Malik gave her an evil smile, as he enjoyed the sight of her large breasts slowly bouncing, he moved up slighty, finding her weak spot in her hot tight pussy, hitting it hard and deep, he knew her to well, she moved her hands to his back, her nails digging into his skin as pay back. Shisui's body convulsed as Malik hit her sweet spot, her muscles clenching around his cock. The sudden intensity was almost too much to bear, and another strangled moan escaped her throat.
Malik immediately clamped his hand over her mouth, muffling the sound as he continued his relentless assault on her inner walls. His movements became more frantic, driven by the need to feel her come undone beneath him. Shisui's eyes rolled back, her body shuddering as pleasure washed over her in waves. Her pussy clenched and released in rapid succession, milking Malik's cock as she reached her peak. Tears of ecstasy formed at the corners of her eyes as she bit down on her lip, determined to keep silent despite the overwhelming feelings coursing through her body. Malik felt her muscles tightening around him, signaling her impending release. He increased his pace, his hips pistoning forward as he drove himself deeper into her hot, welcoming channel.
Malik moved up to her ear, "I love you so much, but I know how you get when you cum hard, so please either moan into my mouth or bite down on me, beacuse I'm not even close to cumming yet myself." Shisui's body stiffened as Malik's words washed over her, her climax mere moments away. She tilted her head, pressing her mouth to his, and let out a muffled moan as her orgasm crashed through her. The sound was swallowed by Malik's mouth as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her depths as his cock continued its relentless pace. Her muscles clenched and released faster and tighter, her pussy pulsing around him as she rode out her climax. Malik's hand remained firmly on her mouth, muffling any further sounds as he maintained his steady rhythm. His own breathing grew heavier, his chest heaving as he worked towards his own release. The bed creaked beneath them, the frame protesting the vigorous movements. Malik's eyes darted to Shizune once more, relieved to see her still fast asleep despite the noise.
Malik stopped moved, he lefted himself up, to look down at Shisui's naked hot and sweaty body, after she came, he just wanted to feel her walls for a moment, with out him pumping in and out of her. Shisui's chest heaved as she caught her breath, her body still quivering from the intensity of her orgasm. Malik's cock remained buried deep inside her, his hands gently caressing her thighs as he admired her flushed form. The soft light coming off of Malik's skin highlighted the curves of her body, casting a low glow on her glistening skin. A bead of sweat rolled down her collarbone, disappearing between her breasts.
After a moment of stillness, Malik slowly began to move again, his hips rocking gently as he rekindled the fire between them. Shisui's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze with a look of languid pleasure. Her hands, still resting on his back, gently traced patterns along his skin, encouraging him to continue. The air was heavy with the mingled scents of sweat and arousal, filling the room with an unmistakable aroma of passion. "Your so greedy," He mouthed to her, "Wanting me all to yourself." Shisui's eyes sparkled with amusement, a coy smile spreading across her face. She arched her back slightly, pressing her hips up against Malik's. "Can you blame me?" she whispered back, her words husky. "You're Mine."
Malik's eyes darkened at her challenge, his movements becoming more deliberate. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. "Is that so? Then maybe I should punish you for being so greedy."
Shisui's breath hitched, her body tensing as she felt Malik's muscles coiling beneath her. His hands moved to her hips, gripping firmly as he began to thrust with increasing intensity. The bed creaked ominously, threatening to give away their secret once again. Shisui bit down on her lip, fighting to keep her moans contained as Malik's pace quickened. Malik's eyes never left hers, watching intently as pleasure washed over her face. Malik pushed her legs back further, she was flexable so when he locked them behind her head, she could only smile at him as he moved his hands to grab her big tits while they bounced in front of him, "theses are mine." He growled, kneading the soft flesh in his hands.
Shisui gasped, her back arching off the bed as Malik's fingers found her sensitive nipples. The added stimulation sent sparks of pleasure through her body, and she felt herself being pulled towards another climax. Malik's cock hit her deeper in this position, each thrust sending waves of intense feeling through her core. The pressure built rapidly, her muscles tensing as she approached her peak. "Malik," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm close."
Malik's eyes flashed with hunger at her words. He increased his pace, his hips snapping forward as he drove himself deeper into her welcoming heat. His hands left her breasts, moving to her shoulders as he held her in place. The bed groaned beneath them, the headboard thumping against the wall with every thrust. "I want you to wake her up, as I fill you up with my thick amount of seed, my sweet wife, so call out!" Shisui's eyes widened at Malik's command, a mix of excitement and trepidation flashing across her face. She knew the intensity of his release, and the thought of Shizune waking to the sounds of their passion was both thrilling and slightly terrifying. As Malik's thrusts grew more powerful, Shisui felt her body reaching its breaking point. Her muscles clenched around him, her back arching off the bed as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. "Malik," she gasped, her voice slightly louder now. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"
With a final, deep thrust, Malik buried himself to the hilt inside Shisui. At the same moment, he felt her walls clenching around him, milking his cock as her orgasm washed over her. "Now!" he growled, his eyes locked on hers. Shisui's control shattered. Her back bowed off the bed, a loud moan escaping her mouth as her climax hit her full force. "Malik! Oh god, I'm coming!" The words echoed through the room, and almost immediately, Shizune's eyes fluttered open. She was met with the sight of Malik buried deep inside Shisui, both of them in the throes of intense pleasure. Malik felt his own release approaching rapidly, driven by Shisui's pulsing walls and the thrill of being discovered. With a grunt, he thrust forward one final time, his cock swelling as he felt himself about to cum. "Shisui!" he groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Take all of it, my love!" As if on cue, his orgasm hit him like a tidal wave. His cock throbbed inside Shisui, pumping stream after stream of hot, thick cum into her waiting depths.
Shisui's body convulsed as she felt Malik's release flooding her insides. Her orgasm intensified, her muscles clenching rhythmically around his throbbing shaft as it emptied its contents deep within her. The raw intimacy of the moment, combined with Shizune's startled gaze, sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She moaned again, unable to contain her ecstasy.
Shizune watched in stunned silence, her attention darting between Malik and Shisui. She had never seen anything like this before. The intensity of their passion was almost overwhelming, filling the room with a thick, charged atmosphere. As Malik's thrusts slowed, Shisui's climax finally began to subside. Malik's cock remained buried inside her, twitching occasionally as aftershocks rippled through both their bodies.
The three of them lay there in tense silence, the only sound Malik and Shisui's ragged breathing. As Malik finally reached the crescendo of his passion, he filled his wife Shisui with a thick, hot torrent of his seed, their love-making culminating in a silent, yet intense, release. It was only then that he turned his attention to Shizune, who lay beside them, her eyes wide awake and watching the scene unfold. Malik offered her a soft, apologetic smile, his voice barely above a whisper as he said, "Sorry for waking you, my love."
With a gentle motion, Malik pulled out of Shisui's hairy bush, his cock still hard and glistening with the remnants of their passion. As he did, Shisui's body slipped fully onto the floor, her legs splayed wide, and his cum spilled out of her, a testament to the intensity of their love-making. Malik's eyes never left Shizune's as he moved over to her, his body gliding smoothly across the bed.
With a tender touch, Malik pushed open Shizune's pale blue nightgown, revealing the full, fat breasts that lay beneath. Her brown nipples looked inviting, but it was lower that Malik's attention was drawn. He gently pushed open her legs, and his eyes feasted on the sight of her hairy pussy, the thick black pubic hair only adding to the allure. With a soft sigh, Malik lowered his head, his tongue extending to taste the sweetness that lay within.
As he began to eat out Shizune's hairy pussy, the sensation was almost overwhelming, the taste and smell of her body combining to create a heady, intoxicating mix. Malik's tongue danced across her flesh, tracing the curves and contours of her labia, and delving deep into the heart of her pussy. Shizune's body began to tremble, her muscles tensing as she struggled to contain the moans that threatened to escape her lips. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft, muted rustling of the bed sheets, and the quiet, heavy breathing of the two lovers. As Malik's tongue explored Shizune's depths, she bit her lip, trying to suppress the whimpers of pleasure that threatened to escape. Her hands clenched the sheets, knuckles turning white as she fought to remain silent. Shisui, still recovering from her own intense climax, watched the scene unfold with a mix of exhaustion and fascination. Her body ached in the best possible way, and the sight of Malik pleasuring Shizune sent a warm, tingling sensation through her limbs.
Shizune's breath hitched as Malik's tongue found her clit, circling it with expert precision. Her hips bucked slightly, betraying her efforts to stay quiet. Malik's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as he continued his relentless assault on her senses. The room filled with the soft, wet sounds of his tongue working its magic, a stark contrast to the earlier, more intense noises of their lovemaking. "I want to hear your voice, we won't wake anyone else up, tonight, scouts honor," Malik said with his mouth on her pussy, his lips never leaving her lower ones. Shizune's resolve crumbled at Malik's words, a soft moan escaping as his tongue continued its skilled exploration of her most intimate areas. Her hips arched into his touch, her body responding eagerly to every flick and caress. "Oh god, Malik," she breathed, her words hushed but filled with genuine emotion. "That feels so good."
Encouraged by her response, Malik increased his efforts. His tongue delved deeper, alternating between long, slow licks and quick, precise flicks against her clit. Shizune's breathing grew heavier, her body tensing as pleasure built within her. "Yes, right there," she panted, her hands now gripping Malik's hair, guiding him.
Shisui watched, captivated by the scene unfolding before her. She reached down, her fingers tracing the contours of her own body, still sensitive from her recent climax. As Shisui's fingers brushed against her own skin, she felt a renewed spark of desire. She couldn't help but be drawn into the intimate dance between Malik and Shizune. Her touch became more insistent, exploring the curves and valleys of her body, reawakening the sensations that had only just begun to subside. Her eyes never left Malik and Shizune, their bodies entwined in a symphony of pleasure.
Shizune's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath Malik's expert touch. "Malik, don't stop," she gasped, her voice a mix of desperation and ecstasy. Her hips bucked wildly, meeting his tongue with each thrust, her body begging for release. Malik's hands gripped her thighs tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her in place, his tongue never ceasing its relentless assault. "CUM." Malik commanded. Shizune's body convulsed at Malik's command, her muscles tensing as her orgasm crashed through her. Her moans echoed through the room, uninhibited now as she allowed herself to fully surrender to the pleasure. Her hips bucked violently, pressing herself against Malik's face as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Malik held her in place, his tongue continuing its skilled movements until her body finally began to relax, the intensity of her climax slowly ebbing away. Shisui's own body responded to the scene, her earlier arousal returning as she watched her lovers lost in their passion. Her fingers moved more insistently now, tracing the contours of her breasts and teasing her nipples, her other hand delving between her legs, where she found herself already wet with renewed desire. The taste of Shizune's climax lingered on his tongue as Malik slowly pulled away, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
"Shisui, back on the bed, I want to taste you too." Shisui's breath caught in her throat at Malik's command, her body responding instantly to his words. She pushed herself up from the floor, her legs still shaky from the intensity of her earlier climax. As she crawled back onto the bed, Malik's eyes never left her, his gaze intense and hungry. Malik's cock twitched at the sight of Shisui's body, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat from their earlier encounter. He could see the evidence of their passion still glistening on her thighs, and his mouth watered at the thought of tasting her once again. Shizune lay beside them, her body still recovering from the force of her orgasm. She watched with half-lidded eyes as Malik positioned himself between Shisui's legs, his tongue already poised to explore her once more. "Open yourself to me," Malik commanded, his words low and husky.
Shisui's legs parted obediently, her body quivering as she anticipated Malik's touch. Her hands came to rest on her thighs, gently pulling them further apart to give Malik better access. Malik's eyes locked onto the glistening folds before him, drinking in the sight of Shisui's arousal. He leaned forward, his hot breath fanning across her sensitive skin, causing her to shiver. "You taste so good," he murmured, the words vibrating against her skin. Before she could respond, his tongue darted out, tracing the length of her slit. Shisui's back arched off the bed, a low moan escaping her lips at the sudden contact. Malik's hands came to rest on her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her in place. He began to feast on her, his tongue alternating between long, languid licks and quick, precise flicks against her clit.
"Shizune, get under me, you know I love your mouth on my cock." Shizune's body still tingled from her recent orgasm, but at Malik's words, renewed desire sparked within her. She shifted her position, sliding beneath Malik's body as he continued to pleasure Shisui. Her hands reached up, gently caressing Malik's thighs before her fingers wrapped around his length. She stroked him slowly, her touch gentle but firm, feeling him grow harder in her grasp.
Shizune's lips brushed against the tip of Malik's cock, her tongue darting out to taste the bead of pre-cum that had formed. Malik's hips bucked slightly at the contact, his tongue never ceasing its relentless assault on Shisui's pussy. Shizune's mouth enveloped him, her warm heat surrounding his shaft as she began to bob her head. Her tongue swirled around him, alternating between long licks and quick flicks, mimicking the rhythm of Malik's tongue on Shisui. Malik's groans of pleasure were muffled by Shisui's thighs as he continued to feast on her, the dual sensations of Shizune's mouth and Shisui's taste driving him to the brink of ecstasy. Shizune's head bobbed up and down, her hands gripping his thighs for leverage as she took him deeper, her eyes locked onto his, her gaze filled with lust and devotion.
Shisui's body writhed beneath Malik, her moans growing louder and more insistent. "Malik, I'm close," she gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets as she clung to the last vestiges of her control. Malik's response was a low growl, his tongue moving faster, his fingers gripping her thighs tighter. He could feel Shizune's mouth working him harder, her head moving faster, her tongue swirling around him with expert precision. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, and Malik knew he wouldn't last much longer. Malik's body tensed, his muscles coiling like a spring as he felt the familiar pressure building at the base of his spine. Shisui's words, her body's response, and Shizune's expert mouth pushed him closer to the edge. He redoubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive Shisui over the brink. Her body responded beautifully, her hips bucking wildly as she cried out, her orgasm crashing through her with the force of a storm.
"Malik!" Shisui's scream was raw and primal, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Malik held her in place, his tongue continuing its relentless assault until her body began to relax, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Shizune, beneath him, felt Malik's cock throb in her mouth, his body tensing as he neared his own climax. "don't choke Shizune, this is going to be a big one!" Malik said as he pumped into her mouth. Shizune's eyes widened at Malik's warning, her body tensing in preparation. She relaxed her throat muscles, readying herself for what was to come. Malik's hips bucked erratically, his cock pulsing as he reached his peak. With a low growl, he erupted, his hot seed flooding Shizune's mouth. She swallowed greedily, her tongue working to catch every drop as Malik's body shuddered above her.
Shisui, still recovering from her own orgasm, watched with a mix of fascination and exhaustion as Malik's body trembled with the force of his release. She reached out, her hand gently caressing his back as he rode out his climax. Malik's breathing was ragged, his muscles quivering as he struggled to regain control. After a moment, he pulled away from Shizune, his cock slipping from her mouth with a soft pop. Malik collapses onto the bed beside Shisui, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. The air is thick with the musk of their combined arousal and the taste of their release. Shizune slowly crawls out from under him, her face flushed and her mouth swollen from her efforts. She settles on the other side of Malik, her body pressing against his as she too struggles to regain her composure.
Shisui's fingers trace lazy patterns on Malik's back, her touch gentle and soothing. "That was incredible," she murmurs, her words husky with satisfaction. Malik turns his head to look at her, a lazy smile spreading across his face. "You're incredible," he responds, his voice gravelly from disuse. His hand reaches out, cupping Shisui's cheek tenderly.
Shizune snuggles closer, her head resting on Malik's shoulder. "Can we stay like this for a while?"
"Yes, but Shisui needs to get her mouth around my cock, I want to feel her next, while I suck on your breasts." Shisui's lips curl into a mischievous grin at Malik's words, her hand trailing down his chest before wrapping around his half-hard cock. She strokes him gently, feeling him grow firmer in her grasp. "As you wish," she purrs, her tongue darting out to wet the edges of her mouth.
Shizune's eyes darken with lust at Malik's suggestion. She shifts her position, straddling his torso as she leans forward, presenting her breasts to his eager mouth. Her nipples are already hard, aching for his touch. "Please," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.
Malik's hands come up to cup Shizune's breasts, his thumbs brushing across her nipples as he pulls her closer. His mouth opens, enveloping one peaked bud as he begins to suckle gently. Shizune lets out a soft moan, her back arching as she pushes her breast further into his mouth. Malik's tongue swirls around Shizune's nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud lightly. Shizune's fingers tangle in his hair, her hips shifting restlessly as pleasure courses through her. Shisui watches the scene unfold, her hand continuing to stroke Malik's growing length. She moves closer, her breath hot against his skin as she teases the tip of his cock with her tongue.
Shizune's breath comes in short pants, her body responding eagerly to Malik's attention. She leans back, supporting herself with one hand on Malik's shoulder as the other plays with her free breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers. Malik releases her breast with a wet pop, his tongue trailing down to her sternum before moving to lavish attention on her other nipple. Shisui's head dips lower, her mouth enveloping the head of Malik's cock. She takes him deeper, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she works him with her mouth. Shisui's mouth feels divine, her warm tongue and skilled lips working Malik's length with practiced ease. He lets out a low groan, his hips twitching upward as he feels himself growing harder. Above him, Shizune continues to writhe, her body responding beautifully to his oral attention. Her nipple is a hard bud between his lips, and he pulls on it gently, feeling her shudder in response.
Malik's hands roam Shizune's body, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before dipping lower to tease along her inner thighs. She lets out a breathy moan, her hips shifting restlessly as she seeks more contact. Shisui, feeling Malik's reaction, redoubles her efforts. Her head moves faster, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of his cock as she deepens her strokes. Malik's free hand tangles in her hair, guiding her movements as he teases Shizune's entrance with his fingertips. Shizune's body tenses, her muscles coiling as Malik's fingers tease her entrance. She lets out a whimper, her hips pressing down as she tries to capture his fingers. Malik chuckles, his breath hot against her breast as he pulls back slightly, denying her the contact she so desperately seeks. Shizune's nails dig into his shoulder, her frustration evident as she tries to impale herself on his hand. "Please," she begs, her words broken by need. "Please, Malik."
Shisui's pace quickens, her mouth working Malik's cock with increased fervor. She can feel him growing harder, his body tensing as he nears another climax. Her free hand reaches up to cup his balls, gently massaging them as she deepens her strokes. Malik's hips buck erratically, his cock pulsing as he feels his release building. "I'm close, let me paint your face, love" he warns, his words strained. Shisui pulls back immediately, her mouth releasing Malik's cock with a wet pop. She sits up, her chest heaving as she gazes at Malik with lust-filled eyes. "Paint my face," she demands, her voice husky with need. Malik's eyes lock onto hers, burning with intense passion. His hand grips her hair, guiding her back down. "That's my girl," he growls, his hips bucking up as he feels the familiar tingle at the base of his spine.
Shizune, still straddling Malik's torso, watches the scene unfold with rapt attention. Her hand moves to her own breast, fingers rolling and pinching her nipple as she awaits her turn. Malik's hand finds her hip, his grip tightening as he thrusts up into Shisui's waiting mouth. "Touch yourself," he commands, his voice rough with arousal. "I want to feel you come while I paint her face." Shizune's fingers trail down her body, gliding across her stomach before dipping between her thighs. She finds her clit, already swollen and sensitive, and begins to rub circles around it. Her other hand continues to play with her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple as she pleasures herself. Shisui's mouth works diligently, her tongue swirling around Malik's shaft as she deepens her strokes. Malik's hips buck erratically, his cock pulsing as he feels his release building. "I'm close," he warns, his words strained.
Shizune's fingers move faster, her body tensing as she nears her own climax. Her moans echo through the room, mingling with the sounds of Shisui's efforts. Malik's hand tightens in Shisui's hair, guiding her movements as he thrusts up into her waiting mouth. "That's it, baby, just like that." Malik's words dissolve into a groan as his climax crashes over him. His hips buck erratically, spurts of hot seed erupting from his cock as he paints Shisui's face with his release. Shisui swallows greedily, her throat working as she milks him dry. Malik's hand relaxes in her hair, his body shuddering as aftershocks rock him. Shizune's fingers continue their relentless assault on her clit, her body coiling tight as she nears her own peak. Malik watches her intently, his cock twitching as it slips from Shisui's mouth. "Come for me," he demands, his words hoarse from exertion. "Let me see you fall apart." Shizune's eyes flutter closed, her head tilting back as her climax crashes over her. Her body convulses, waves of pleasure coursing through her as she cries out in ecstasy.
"Damn, ok now we can all snuggle up." He said as he stretched out. Shizune collapses forward, her body spent as the aftershocks of her orgasm fade. She drapes herself across Malik's chest, nuzzling into the crook of his neck as she catches her breath. Shisui, her face still glistening with Malik's release, crawls up to join them. She settles on Malik's other side, her head resting on his shoulder as she gazes at him with satisfaction. Malik's arms wrap around both women, holding them close as they bask in the glow of their shared intimacy. The room is quiet, the only sound the soft rhythm of their breathing and the occasional contented sigh. After a few moments, Shizune stirs, her hand trailing lazily across Malik's chest. She murmurs something to him, her words still husky with need. Shisui nods in agreement, her fingers intertwining with Malik's as she presses a gentle kiss to his cheek. "You two are amazing."
Malik chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest beneath the women pressed against him. His hand strokes Shizune's hair gently, while his other arm tightens around Shisui's waist.
Shizune hums in agreement, her fingers continuing their lazy exploration of Malik's chest. She presses a soft kiss to his collarbone, her mouth curving into a smile against his skin. "I could stay like this forever," she murmurs, her words muffled slightly by the pressure of her face against Malik's body. Shisui nods, her own face turned toward Malik's as she watches him with affection. "Me too," she agrees, her fingers tracing idle patterns on Malik's hand. "This is what I needed. You both."
Malik's last conscious thought, before sleep reclaimed him, was one of pure gratitude—a heart full of love, a head cushioned by affection, and a night of peace cradled in the arms of those who meant everything to him.
And with that, Malik drifted off once more, lost in the dream of a life that, tonight at least, was every bit as perfect as he could ever have hoped for.