A smol thing for the first two panels of @toastedtwink fucking gorgeous drawings
Lone Wolf is holding his thighs open, helpful and overly eager even though he does not need to be: both his and Okami’s legs had fallen open hilariously easy for McCree, big bodies shivering in anticipation, big soft tails trying so very hard to keep wagging even trapped beneath their bulky bodies as they are.
Still – he is being a good boy, and Jesse appreciates it. He still can’t believe his luck getting both of these creatures to come begging for cock, but here he is: knuckles deep in both of them, feeling their hot, silky bodies clamp down and ripple with delicious experience – because while neither Okami, nor Lone Wolf are suited to cooperation with one another, they are both more than skilled in taking whatever McCree feels like giving out with self-indulgent generosity.
He had thought there might be problems having both of them simultaneously, but while they had indeed seized each other up warily, big ears swiveled back and muscles trembling in preparation to strike, they soon had come to an understanding that the energy was better spent on more… satisfying activities.
Jesse never ceases to marvel at how thirsty these little critters are for a good, deep dicking – or how easy they are for it:
already whining and softly yipping, bodies so close that Okami’s thigh is overlapping Lone Wolf’s, their gorgeous thick tits almost touching – especially with how Lone Wolf squeezes his between his round, impressive biceps; pushing them out and presenting them to Jesse.
Everything, just to entice him; to make him keep pleasuring them, fingers curled and rounding their plump, sensitive prostates until they are both whimpering, ears swiveling back and twitching as they clench their eyes and struggle to keep presenting: legs trying to close up as the lust swamps them fast and sure, egged on by Jesse’s deep fingering and low, crooning encouragement.
They are sweet little things when they are not stalking their territory and killing everybody and everything on sight: all they want is a bit of good loving; a couple innocent fingers enough to get them to mewl and clutch at the sheets – even Okami’s self-indulgent pose, stretched and with his arms behind his head, breaking to show how very close he is; tail trembling and thumping against the mattress.
They are so close to each other their hair is tangling between them, shoulders first bumping, then squishing together, bodies gravitating to one another naturally as Jesse patiently fucks them on his fingers, ignoring the insistent throb of his cock, fat and erect between his thighs as it juts out from his pants.
It almost looks like they want to grab on to each other; hold the other for dear life and support as Jesse slowly slips out and then back in once more; amused at how desperate they are even though he makes sure his rhythm is excruciatingly slow. They are so wet and silky inside; clinging to his fingers and trying to suckle him back in; to never let him go when he starts pulling back once more, rims an almost violent shade of pink, puffy and swollen, yet still he has trouble deciding on where to focus on: on their twin cocks, bobbing lovely in the air; their greedy holes so open and ready for him; or their faces, contorting and looking close to tears, their fingers secretly entwined as they try to hide them between their bodies.
He fantasizes about them making out for him: cuddling close and rubbing their magnificent tits together – but he doesn’t think they could make any more of a truce than they’ve already made. At least for the foreseeable future.
So he settles with making them come on his fingers; watch them loose it as they cry out for him, coming in sticky splashes over their own bodies, mouths wide open as they pant through their release.
It wouldn’t take long, he already knows; they both need more than one round to be satisfied. Before long one of them will crawl up to him and paw at his cock; nuzzle the tip and lap at it to endear them to him.
Make him choose them over the other.
And he is more than ready for it.