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A young man walks into a small building with a group of friends and is met with a gust of smoky air. The atmosphere is dim, the low hue of the red lights adding an ominous vibe to the small space. It wasn't his idea to come here, he didn't even know it existed. He remains silent as he looks around, his friends leading the way between the dancing bodies and smoking patrons. The slow music is low, and yet he hears nothing over it. The mood of the club doesn't captivate him like it does his friends. His expression doesn't change, he doesn't become intrigued.

To the young man, this is just another place where he decides to spend his Saturday night. He doesn't expect much from the sex club. If something happens, then it does, but he doesn't seem that interested in anyone he passes.

The club is crowded with people tonight, but he stands out in the sultry illusion- the young man with crimson eyes that doesn't stop to stare at one person. His clothes don't hide his muscular build but cover the tattoos that mark his skin. He stands taller than his friends that walk ahead of him. He doesn't smile or greet the dancers who wave at him, his eyes just turn away, looking at someone else who doesn't grab his attention for long either.

He keeps his hands in his coat pockets, but there's something in his mind that says it's okay to touch the dancers. A few of them play with the guests, catch the attention of his friends, slowly touch him as he walks by, too. Even while dressed in little clothing with jewelry all over their bodies, there isn't that much appeal to the man. He lets the dancers rub up against him without uttering a word to them.

Why come here if he thinks it'll be easier to find a one night stand at a bar? His friends must have been persuasive. But the man isn't impartial to the idea of trying new things, even going to a low-key, hole-in-the-wall sex club with the mission of giving their patrons luxury and lust.

He continues to walk through the crowd of people, trying to follow the glimpse of the back of his friend's head, but finds himself swallowed in the dense atmosphere of the club. He stops walking and looks around again.

There’s a silhouette that catches his eyes for the first time.

The shape of two bodies intermingling under the glow of the red light makes him turn slightly to see more. The hue outlines the moving silhouette partially shrouded in smoke. It's the first time he gets a curious thought since walking in the club. It's those two workers that captivate him enough to make him want to get closer.

He finds himself walking towards them, interested to see who they are and what they’re doing. As he gets closer, he can make out the two bodies tangled in each other on the floor of the platform while they kiss.

He watches.

The two kneel on the floor together, their hands tracing along each other's bodies. Their kisses are slow and sensual. Exaggerated. With a closer look, the young man can see the movements of their tongues with each kiss. Their gasps and moans aren't heard over the music, but those that are watching can feel the desperation with each rise and fall of their chests. The two of them make the simple act of being kissed seem like something that can open the soul. Quite a few people are hypnotized by the way they move, by each kiss that deepens.

The one with wild dark hair submits himself to the gentler touch of their white haired partner. His head is tilted back and another kiss is planted on his open lips with grace. He only wears black pants that hang low around his waist; a hand sneaks around his lower back, fingers inching to reach into his pants and pull them down. Their partner takes the lead with ease, slowly and fluidly moving their body to guide each touch. Their white hair almost drapes to their shoulders; their partner lifts his hand to tuck their hair behind their ear before cupping their face gently in his palm.

They're too absorbed in each other to notice the young man watching, at least not at first.

With hands clenched in his pockets, the young man with interest finally takes another step. He sees more of them, more of the glitter on their skin, the stamp of the club logo on their shoulders, more of the shine in the jewelry they wear.

He wants to get even closer, as if he's the only one there and is getting a private show. In his mind, that's exactly what's happening. He forgets about everyone else and just watches them. Without even thinking, he takes one more step, and it's close enough that his desperation and temptation can be felt by one of them.

The dark haired male opens his eyes, staring right back in the direction that gives him chills. He can't say there's an invited guest, but he doesn't expect to feel someone's determination just from being looked at. Another soft kiss is planted on his wet lips, but his cold eyes continue to watch the young man that stares right back.

He pulls away and kisses the cheek of his partner. His face is hidden behind theirs for only a second, and he whispers something that gets his partner's attention. They open their eyes, too, and meet the gaze of the young man staring up at them. They almost smile but is immediately distracted by the kisses along their neck. Their attention is taken away for a second by their impatient partner who only wants to go back to kissing.

The young man sees how easily they intertwine with each other. He also sees how the partner with white hair tries to soothe the other. With a gentle smile their lips move.

Play nice. The young man thinks that's what the white haired beauty says.

Their eyes go back to staring at the young man that observes. Their face is kinder under the red hue of the lights, and their eyes are surprisingly much gentler. While being kissed, they stare at the man with a smile on their lips.

The man can't help but feel invited closer.

The two on the platform separate.

The one that appears nicer lays on the floor with their hands holding their head up, and they look right at the young man with their sultry smile and flirty eyes. They kick their feet back and forth, their white heels shimmering under the lights just like the body glitter all over their pale skin.

The other partner isn't that amused or pleasant. He sits back and watches the young man with the same cold look he has before. Such an unpleasant gaze comes from a beautiful face and it's hard to look away.

The young man has their attention, and they have his.

"Care to join us?" The one with white hair says loud enough for him to hear.

Something tells him that he should watch instead of participate. "Your friend doesn't seem that welcoming." He gestures to the other that sits besides them.

They laugh. "Don't mind him. He just doesn't like to share." They continue to smile as the other rolls his eyes.

"Oh yeah? Why's that?" The young man is curious so he asks, hoping to get a response from him.

"We usually come together." The white haired one answers instead. There's a glint in their eyes the young man can't ignore.

He's slowly being won over by the two of them. Part of him wants to join, to experience what it's like to be with the two of them. As his urges rise, he begins to breathe faster. The heat of his body starts to get to him.

"I'm Uraume." The one with white hair introduces themselves. "This is Megumi." They turn back to their partner to catch the look in his eyes as he stares at the young man. His expression doesn't change as he looks him up.

"Sukuna." The young man introduces himself as well.

"Well, Sukuna, if you're interested, we can show you a good time." Uraume offers and kicks their feet back and forth. "The only catch is that you can't have one without the other."

The two of them come as a pair.

Sukuna doesn't think of splitting them up. His thoughts slow to a halt with only one thing in mind: he wants them both. "That's fine with me." He agrees.

Well, he agrees to keeping them together. He doesn't know what else he's agreeing to. Sex? That's why he's here, right? If he listens closely, he can hear the moans of other people around him. They all gave in to sex. Now it may be his turn…but he's stuck on the idea of just watching the two of them kiss. That's what attracted him in the first place.

His hands clench in his jacket pockets again. His heart begins to race as his mind floods with visions of the two kissing. It's the first time tonight that he feels a light twitch to his groin.

The two objects of his sudden affection stand.

Uraume is shorter even in the white heels. They only wear a glittery, thin white thong. Sukuna eyes their petite figure and the first thing that comes to mind is how easily he could break them if he got a little too rough. Then it's how easily his fingers could touch together if he has his hands at their waist. He continues to stare at Uraume's body and shimmering skin from the glitter. The nipple piercings on their small breasts shine under the low hue of the red lights. So does the silver belly chain jewelry that wraps under their belly button.

Sukuna doesn't forget about Megumi who stands right beside Uraume, holding their hand like they truly can't be separated. As unwelcoming as Megumi's attitude really is, his body language changes once his partner gives the agreeing signal. He stands taller than Uraume, but his build is lean. His waist is just as thin. He doesn't smile, but he has a soft face and his eyes begin to mellow as he looks down at Sukuna.

The two of them walk down the steps together, hand in hand, and gesture for Sukuna to follow them.

They really come as a pair. Nothing can separate them from each other, not even the people that dance and grind to the slow music. Sukuna still only focuses on the two of them. He forgets about everyone around them. In his mind, the only thing he sees is the inseparable pair that leads him to privacy.

The lights dim as they move further away from the main area. The haze of the smoke makes it hard to see, but Sukuna follows the shimmering jewelry on their bodies. The music still plays, but the chatter begins to quiet down. Sukuna can finally hear himself breathe, and it's fast. Maybe it's the thought of being with two random people for tonight. He doesn't know what he'll get out of being in private with them. Maybe it's the surprise that makes his heart race with anticipation.

The surreal atmosphere of the club disappears for only a few seconds - reality stirs his mind until he's led into another room.

The lights are a deep hue of red - dark and sultry, outlining the shadows of the furniture in the room. Sukuna doesn't have a chance to get used to the mood when he feels hands tugging on his jacket from behind. Megumi eases him out of it but doesn't undress him further. Sukuna tries to hide his disappointment; he may have been a little overzealous by thinking he'd be stripped naked and serviced.

Megumi hears the low groan that Sukuna fails to keep to himself. "What are you looking for tonight?" He asks as he drapes the jacket over his arm. "You seem like the type to only watch people play."

He's not wrong. Sukuna sees himself watching the two of them do whatever they want all night. "That's not a bad idea." He suggests.

Megumi finally moves so he's standing beside Sukuna, his hand resting on the young man's chest as he rises on his toes to get close. "There has to be more to you. Being an observer is boring." Megumi plans to get it out of Sukuna one way or another. A simple kiss might make him open up - Megumi almost tries it, getting close enough to taste Sukuna on his lips.

It's a tease at first. Their lips just barely touch and Sukuna finds himself tilting his head forward more to close the small gap between them. He feels Megumi's soft breath on his skin, the warmth of his lips that only comes so close to touching his. He imagines himself grabbing Megumi by his small waist and planting that kiss on his waiting mouth.

"Play nice, Megumi." Uraume warns when they see Megumi continue to tease the young man. But they smile at how their partner finally takes interest in Sukuna.

Megumi's lips twitch as he takes an impatient and strained breath. For a second he doesn't move away, but he feels that urge that draws Sukuna out of his breaking shell. The man almost touches him, puts his arm around his waist to bring him close, and that's when Megumi fluidly moves from his grasp. Sukuna is so close and he sees that on Megumi's face; a small sly smile begins to curve on his lips as he turns away to walk towards Uraume.

"When have I not played nice?" He asks as he lays the jacket on the arm of the couch, but his tone is playfully devious.

"You can't break everyone into submission."

Megumi thinks otherwise. "It's a learning experience. Some people end up enjoying it." His eyes shift to Sukuna again as he thinks of the gratification he'd get from bringing a man almost twice his size to his knees.

Tonight can be that kind of night if that's what Sukuna is looking for; he hasn't tried that kind of play before but he starts to think of what Megumi could actually do to him.

"You'll scare him away." Uraume laughs.

"I'm tougher than I look." Sukuna says to them.

"Then come on, don't be shy." Uraume gestures for Sukuna to have a seat on the couch. "We don't bite. Well, I don't." They laugh.

Megumi doesn't have to add to Uraume's comment. He will bite.

Sukuna's not hesitant, but he walks into the dreamlike trance with caution. He wants to be fully aware of everything that happens now that he's alone with the two of them.

He sits down and gets comfortable on the couch. "So, what happens now?" He asks.

"You tell us." Uraume answers with a smile. "We're your fantasy tonight."

Those words sound too good to be true. If it's his fantasy he wants for the night, then he might be a little spoiled. He hasn't seen the two of them together for long, but he knows that whatever they do will be surreal.

They come close to him, sitting on either side of him. The attention is nice, but he has one thing in mind for them.

"Kiss."

And without a second of hesitation, the two of them are kissing right in front of him.

He's much closer this time. He can see every glide of their lips, the hint of tongue with each small kiss. He would have never guessed that something as simple as kissing could be so erotic.

Sukuna feels his heart race in his chest as he watches with intent. Suddenly, he feels the strain of the front of his pants as he keeps his eyes on the two of them. The longer they kiss, the more he wants them. And the more they get into it, the more he gets off. He doesn't even have to touch himself, he already gets that rising pleasure just from watching them.

Uraume and Megumi may be enjoying each other, but that doesn't mean they can't show Sukuna some attention. Their hands rub along the inside of Sukuna’s thighs, going up further to feel the bulging of the front of his pants from his erection. The quiet moans and gasps make his cock jerk against the restraint of his pants. When Megumi bites Uraume's bottom lip, Sukuna gets another shiver going up his spine.

He enjoys every second of them kissing.

He enjoys their touch on his thighs, their palms rubbing against the front of his pants to get him off.

He starts to realize that he can get more from them. All he has to do is ask and they'll do it for him. Because he's dying to feel their mouths on his skin, he asks them to suck him off. And before he knows it, they're both kneeling on the floor between his legs, undoing his pants and letting his erection free.

They don't have to ask who should go first. They share him instead.

Sukuna sinks into the couch more as he feels the heat of two mouths kissing along his length. His thighs spread wider with the first few licks from eager tongues wanting to taste him. Their lips touch as they reach the tip that already oozes pre-cum from the slit.

With one kiss, they go back to teasing Sukuna's cock their tongues. And when their tongues trace the head of his cock again, they kiss once more.

Sukuna sees it all, the way their lips glide together, the way they lick each other's tongues right above his cock that jerks excitedly from the erotic view. The heat of his urges makes his balls twitch with desire. Every kiss he sees, every flick of their tongues, every sultry moan he hears, it goes straight to his cock, making him more excited than the second before.

Their lips part, the string of saliva just barely illuminated by the low tone of the red lights. The two of them let their tongues fall and touch the head of Sukuna's cock again, but for just a second they're still absorbed in each other. Sukuna feels their deep breathing over his skin, their desperation to kiss again even with his cock separating their lips.

There's this subtle release of tension when Megumi decides to go first. His lips wrap around the head of Sukuna's cock first and he sucks gently. Beside him, Uraume moves lower, their tongue licking close to the base as they grip the front of Sukuna's pants to expose more of him.

The view is captivating, just as much as feeling their mouths all over him. Sukuna begins to thrust his hips slowly in Megumi's mouth, reaching deeper with every movement. Megumi invites him in further, too. His jaw relaxes and he does an amazing job of taking in the large cock with ease. He hums quietly when he feels the gentle tremble of Sukuna's hips.

Sukuna is much bigger than Megumi expects. Lucky for him, Uraume is there to take care of the rest. That tremble of Sukuna's hips continues when he feels Uraume's lips wrap around one of his balls and suck eagerly.

The young man moans, leaning his head back and letting himself fall deeper in the heat of their mouths. With his eyes closed, he can focus on how their lips feel on him, how slow their tongues move to taste him, the wetness of their mouths as they suck eagerly on him. But his favorite part will always be watching how they do it. He will never get enough of seeing the two of them between his legs, working his cock like one of their favorite toys.

Once he opens his eyes again, he's graced with the view of them looking back at him, too. The two of them got off on making him feel good. They can see it all over their face, hear it in his low moans he tried to keep to himself. If their mouths weren't occupied, they'd be smiling.

They continue to play with his cock, suck him off and lick along his length while stroking him.

Both hands wrap around him, gently moving up and down, drawing out more of the clear fluid from the slit. They stroke him together, and kiss while they do it. He could just cum while watching them kiss, and he just might with the way he feels now.

Fuck, he's never seen anything more erotic than this.

And he gets to watch them get carried away in the moment. Their attention turns to each other briefly, using their mouths to show their affection for each other. Sukuna swallows thickly as he hears them moaning and gasping desperately between each kiss with tongue. Blood rushes to his already painfully hard dick, veins swollen and engorged, pulsing from the intense desires and heat. Being an observer gives him a pleasure he can't seem to describe. The view is hypnotizing.

He doesn't look away as they lean more into each other. He doesn't look away as Megumi takes the lead this time, getting Uraume to open up beautifully to the lust. Sukuna doesn't dare look away as they show him their love for each other.

With the kisses along Uraume's neck, they quickly start to fall for the intimacy. They lean their head back and Megumi kisses further down their neck, his hand slipping inside the thin panties to finger them. They let out a quiet moan and Megumi takes that as a beautiful sign to continue.

Sukuna leans forward to watch how easily Uraume rolls their hips with the movement of Megumi's fingers. He sees their lips part as they let out a dragged out moan. Their head leans back further so Megumi can leave more kisses along their throat. Sukuna wants to see more of Uraume's expression, the bliss on their face as Megumi's fingers spread their pussy more. He thinks that, maybe, Megumi is preparing them for him, and his dick jerks excitedly again.

He strokes his length slowly, getting off to the view of the two fooling around.

"It's not about me tonight." Uraume has to be the one to shatter their glass bubble. "We can't have all the fun ourselves."

"He likes to watch." Megumi can feel those deep crimson eyes on them.

Sukuna will gladly watch Megumi ravish Uraume on the floor. He almost wants to tell them not to stop, but they both have their attention on him again. He tries to not let his expression give himself away, but his cock does it for him. He's more than just turned on, he's seconds away from losing it.

"He's not wrong." He admits.

All they have to do is kiss, and he would instantly be mesmerized.

Uraume sits up close to Megumi, but their eyes look to Sukuna again. "We might get to add an extra person to our fun if we do a good job." They tell Megumi. It's obvious that Uraume has a new soft spot for Sukuna, they don't hide it.

Megumi starts to give in a little more. There's a glimmer to his eyes that wasn't there before; for a second, he takes in the sight of Sukuna sitting on the couch, dick in hand, still stroking slow and easy. He wants to pretend like someone else can't take him away from Uraume, but he doesn't mind the idea of letting this man join them. Uraume smiles when they hear his quiet sigh in their ear. Megumi kisses their cheek before going back to show Sukuna’s dick attention.

Uraume joins him.

Sukuna continues to enjoy the view of the two of them licking along his length and sucking him off together.

When they kiss again, a rush of heat swells to his cock. Their lips hold the head of his cock, their tongues lapping up the mix of saliva and precum that slowly drips along his length; their breaths are heavy together, and he feels the soft vibration of their moans. The sensation of them both feels incredible. He sinks more into the couch and finally moves his hands into their hair. He wants to guide them both but he loses himself to the warmth of their mouths.

If he closes his eyes, he'll miss the way the two look up at him eagerly with pleading eyes. Suddenly they're both so infatuated with the taste of him that they want nothing more than to please him. Sukuna isn't expecting to fall in love with two people he just met at a sex club, but that's exactly what happens.

Uraume and Megumi come together again, licking up to the head of Sukuna's cock until their tongues touch and they're kissing each other over his cock again. His fingers in their hair twitches ever so slightly before he's guiding them more into each other just to see them kiss.

The sight makes him cum.

He makes a mess on their faces but the two of them don't mind. In fact, they continue to kiss as they feel the warmth of Sukuna's cum on their skin. They get the first taste of him on their tongues and go back for more, hungrily licking along the head of his cock and sharing what they have in their mouths.

Sukuna will never be able to get the picture of them sharing his cum out of his head. There's nothing sexier than letting them get carried away again. He curses under his heavy breath and he watches the two of them like it's the only thing keeping him alive. Fuck, he's still turned on. He lets them go at it, lick each other's cheeks and kiss sloppily to make a mess of their saliva and his cum.

When they pull away, there's a thick string of saliva that connects their tongues together. Uraume wants to lick Megumi's tongue again, Megumi wants to feel every inch of Uraume's mouth with his fingers. They stare at each other and gasp quietly after such a fiery kiss.

They don't forget about Sukuna. Like before, they place their hands on his thighs and show him attention.

"We have more planned for the night if you're interested." Uraume suggests, smiling dearly up at Sukuna as they rise up higher on their knees.

"You can join…or watch. Whatever you want." Megumi hopes that Sukuna decides to join.

"Sure, I've got nothing better to do." Sukuna says coolly, but his dick jolts in their hands as they stroke him.

"Don't worry, we'll entertain you."

"Just remember that we come together."