Chapter 2
Warnings: Language, smut, oral, strap on
Fic:
“Y/N, Claire and I were wondering if you’d like to take the lead on this next hunt,” Krissy says as you reach the dorm room.
“Why?” you ask suspiciously as you toss your backpack onto the vacant bed. Ever since your last stunt of throwing yourself in front of a demon, you’d been put on research. The girls wanted you to heal before you started hunting again.
“We thought it was time you started hunting with us again,” Claire says. She blows a bubble with her chewing gum and pops it loudly.
“Well, my wound is pretty much healed and I’m getting pretty sick of doing all the research,” you begin, still suspicious of their willingness to let you take lead on the hunt when you hadn’t actually been on a hunt in a good long while.
“Great!” Krissy exclaims, clapping her hands together. This time the hunt hit a little closer to home. Girls in one of the sororities of your college were slipping into comas in unprecedented numbers. You’d bet money that it had a human cause and that the matter should be left to the police, but Krissy was convinced there was an unworldly nature about the comas.
“So, did you figure out what monster we’re hunting, or are we still chasing after frat boys?” you question.
“First off,” Krissy says as if you’d just offended her, “I was never chasing after frat boys; not my type. Secondly, yes we did.”
“Well …” Claire begins hesitantly.
“What?” you question.
“This is going to sound weird, trust me, she’s already told me,” Claire warns you.
“Ok, what is it?” you ask Krissy.
“The sandman,” she tells you, no hint of a joke in her tone.
“The sandman,” you repeat in disbelief, “You mean the guy that goes around and puts you to sleep at night, the one who’s supposed to give you good dreams?”
“Yeah, well, this one’s some sort of twisted, evil version of that,” Krissy explains, “I heard a girl talking about how some guy snuck into her room one night. She confronted him and the guy left, even called the cops, but they couldn’t find the guy. In the morning, her roommate didn’t wake up.”
“You don’t think it was just some guy?” you ask, “I mean a human. Some sort of creep who’s been sneaking into girls’ rooms at night and drugging them somehow?”
“Could be,” Claire says. You notice she was trying to remain neutral.
“Either way, I say we put a stop to it,” Krissy says.
“And if you know so much about this monster, why am I taking lead?” you question.
“Krissy and I think … well … we think you’re best suited,” Claire says vaguely.
“Best suited for what, exactly?” you press, wanting details.
“To … go undercover,” Krissy adds reluctantly.
“Under- sorry, what?” you scoff, “You want me to join a sorority? By myself?”
“Well, yeah,” Claire shrugs, “I mean, I doubt they’re letting Krissy or me in.”
“We thought you’d have a better chance,” Krissy agrees, “Neither of us really fit in with that particular crowd of girls.”
“And I do?” you ask, “Besides, don’t you have to rush in order to join?”
“See, you know way more about this kind of stuff than we do,” Claire compliments. You roll your eyes.
“We can make it worth your while,” Krissy offers. You grumble as you begin crawling onto the top bunk that was almost never used since the three of you usually found a way to share one of the other beds.
“Now I see why you want me on lead,” you mumble, “Just want me to do it cos you don’t want to, or cos you wanna get rid of me.”
“Y/N,” Claire says, “Come down from there.”
“Why?” you ask, “You wanna spend time with me before you ship me off to the sorority of death?”
“It’s not like that,” Krissy assures you, “We think you’re ready to start hunting again and we’re asking for your help.”
“We trust you, Y/N,” Claire adds, “This isn’t meant as a punishment.”
“Yeah, well, it feels like you’re trying to get rid of me,” you tell them.
“Y/N, Baby,” Krissy says as she stands on the bottom bunk so that she can see you. Sighing, you turn to your other side so that you face the wall. “If you don’t want to do this, then you don’t have to,” she continues, “We just thought you might want to go on a hunt.”
“I do,” you answer, “But I thought we’d be hunting together.”
“Come back down and we can talk about it,” Claire adds. The bunk beneath yours creaks as Claire moves to stand on it as well. Her hand gently brushes your hair behind your ear.
“I think I’ll pass,” you grumble. Both of them stand still for a moment, but when you refuse to acknowledge them they step down from the bed.
The bed on the other side of the room creaks as one of them pushes themselves up onto it. “Y/N’s right,” Krissy says, “We’re a team and we hunt together.”
“So we’re changing the plan?” Claire asks as she joins Krissy on the bed.
“We’ll think of something,” Krissy answers, “But in the meantime …” Her words trail off. The room falls into silence for a few moments before you hear the soft rustle of clothing hitting the floor. Soft moans grace your ears and you know exactly what they’re doing.
“Y/N, don’t stay up there all by yourself,” Claire pleads with you. You huff, refusing to turn over. Pulling the sheets closer to you, you listen as they kiss each other, the wet sounds making you needy. Their bed creaks as they reposition themselves. Drawing your bottom lip between your teeth, you give in, turning over in order to face them.
Peaking over the edge of the bed, you watch as the two of them touch and kiss each other. Krissy is laid back, her long, dark hair spread out around her head. Claire straddles her lap, her hands reaching up to undo her braids. “Come here, Y/N,” Krissy coaxes, holding out her hand to you in invitation. Leaning down, Claire places kisses down Krissy’s neck and across her chest. Krissy’s other hand runs along Claire’s body, squeezing her breasts gently.
“We want you, Y/N,” Claire mumbles against Krissy’s skin.
“You’re right, we should be hunting as a team,” Krissy says, “And if you don’t want to join the sorority on your own, then you don’t have to. We’ll find another way to stop this monster. Just please don’t be mad at us for coming up with a stupid plan.”
“I’m not mad,” you sigh.
“Don’t say you’re disappointed,” Claire says, looking up to you.
“No, I’m not that either,” you assure them, “I’m just … sick … of being left alone. Ever since I got that stupid wound, all I get to do is research while the two of you go off to do the real hunting. I just want to work with you, not in the background for you.”
“Y/N,” Krissy says, pushing herself up from the bed, “You’ve never been in the background.”
“The only reason we told you to stay behind was so that you could heal without causing yourself any more pain,” Claire adds.
“We never meant to hurt you,” Krissy tells you, “Or make you feel like we were pushing you away.”
“I know,” you admit, “It’s just frustrating, and frankly terrifying. I just want to be with you.”
“I understand,” Krissy tells you.
“You can be with us,” Claire adds, “All you have to do is come down from that fucking bed.”
“Please?” Krissy pleads, gentler than Claire’s demanding tone.
“Fine,” you sigh playfully, “You know I can’t resist the two of you, especially when you look like that.” You climb down from the bed, but before your feet can even hit the floor, Krissy and Claire already have their hands on you. Their lips press kisses to your neck as their hands remove your clothing in a flurry. You wrap your arms around their waists, hands splaying across their lower backs.
Claire captures your lips as Krissy sucks one of your hardened nipples between her teeth, flicking it with her tongue. As you deepen the kiss with Claire, she reaches up to cup your neglected breast, rolling the nipple between her finger and thumb. Working together, they turn you and push you back so that you’re leaning against the edge of the bed. Krissy’s hands work to open the front of your pants and one of them slips into your panties.
You moan against Claire’s lips as Krissy pushes her middle finger into your pussy. Claire takes the opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth, mapping out the space. Her hand comes up and fists into your hair as Krissy pumps her finger in and out of your dripping entrance. Your hips buck forward as the heel of Krissy’s hand presses against your clit. Claire chuckles, one of her hands pushing down your pants and panties so that she has better access to your core. She taps the insides of your feet, encouraging you to spread your legs as wide as you can with your pants and panties still around your ankles.
“That’s our girl,” Claire praises as she slides her finger into you alongside Krissy’s. You moan as both of them curl their fingers inside you, hitting your g-spot one after the other.
“So wet for us,” Krissy adds, humming in approval as your hips jut forward. You moan and whimper as the finger fuck you. Their lips press gentle kisses to your body as they pump their fingers in and out of your aching pussy, the pads of their fingers exploring your walls. You fist your hands into their hair, loving the way their bodies feel against yours, the way their fingers feel inside you.
“That’s it,” Claire encourages, smiling against your skin. Both of them press themselves up against you, trying to create friction for themselves. Claire repositions herself and you moan as she grinds herself against you, her wetness slick against the skin of your thigh.
“Claire, Krissy,” you moan, your hands clutching at them. Your stomach twists as they work you over, your walls fluttering around their fingers. Both of them hum in approval as your walls tighten around their fingers, your fingertips digging into their skin.
“Such a good girl,” Krissy praises as you teeter on the edge of orgasm. Claire presses her thumb to your clit and rubs circles in time with the movement of her finger inside you. Krissy curls her finger as Claire stimulates your clit, the pressure in your stomach too much to contain.
“Oh, fuck,” you cry out, “Krissy, Claire!” Your body shudders as your walls clamp down around their fingers. They continue to pump their fingers in and out of you, prolonging your high and working you through it. You lean back against the bed behind you, letting your head fall back against the mattress.
“So beautiful,” Claire comments, both of them watching you with lust flooded eyes as you ride out the aftershocks of your pleasure.
“Perfect,” Krissy agrees. When you begin to come down from your high, they pull their fingers from you and bring them to each other’s lips, sucking the digits clean. You watch as they lean in to kiss each other, tongues fighting for dominance.
You run your hands over their bodies, desperate to give them the same pleasure they’d just given you. “I want you both,” you tell them. Breaking their kiss, they exchange wicked smiles before turning their attention back to you.
“Come here,” Claire says as she pushes herself up onto the bed. You kick off the rest of your clothing quickly. She spreads her legs wide and you move to stand between them. Since the bed is high off the floor, you only have to lean down slightly in order to press kisses to her thighs. Krissy moves off to the side as you occupy yourself with Claire, rummaging through one of the drawers. “Good choice,” Claire comments.
Looking off to the side, you watch as Krissy fastens a strap on around her waist, one that the three of you often used. You moan against Claire’s thigh, knowing what was coming next. Claire’s hand fists into your hair, encouraging you to turn your attention back to her.
Krissy moves to stand behind you, her hands finding your hips. She pulls you back towards her and encourages you to spread your legs for her. “You still want us Y/N?” Krissy asks as she slides the tip of the dildo through your dripping folds.
“Yes,” you moan against Claire, sending vibrations straight to her core. Claire moans wantonly, her hand tightening in your hair. Her moans become louder as you leave a long lick up her entrance from bottom to top.
“That’s our girl,” Krissy praises as she teases you with the dildo. A twang of pleasure courses through you as she presses the tip to your clit.
“She’s so good,” Claire groans. She runs her hands through your hair and holds it back, giving her a better view as you tease your tongue between her folds. You hum at the taste of her. Keeping one hand on the bed for support, you use the fingers of your other hand to tease Claire’s entrance. Claire moans and whimpers as you suck her clit between your lips.
“Oh, I know she is,” Krissy agrees. The next thing you know, you’re moaning as Krissy pushes into you. Her hands grip your hips tight as she sets a harsh pace, thrusting into you again and again. The dildo slides against your g-spot over and over, each thrust pushing you towards Claire.
The three of you moan in unison as you help each other towards your highs. You pump your fingers in and out of Claire’s entrance, your fingers slick with her arousal. Her head tips back as her hips buck from the bed, grinding herself against your hand and mouth. Krissy’s thrusts become more determined, her fingertips digging deeper into your skin as her thrusts become rougher.
“Y/N,” Krissy groans, her hips pushing flush against you with each thrust, “So good.”
You slide a third finger into Claire’s entrance, stretching her further. “Y/N, I can’t …” Claire whimpers. You flick her clit with your tongue as her walls flutter around your fingers. “Oh, Y/N!” Claire cries out. Her walls clamp down around your fingers as you bring her to her high, her body shuddering in pleasure. Claire’s hand tugs at your hair as you lap up everything she has to give you, humming at the taste of her.
“Fuck,” Krissy whispers, clearly getting off on the sight and sound of Claire reaching her orgasm. One of Krissy’s hands slides up your body and takes hold of your breast, squeezing harshly. She begins pulling you back onto her roughly and the feeling sends you higher.
“Oh, Krissy,” you moan, your hand fisting in the sheets. Claire’s hand comes down to caress your cheek gently, a stark contrast to the force with which Krissy pounds into you.
“Y/N, fuck!” Krissy moans loudly. Her movements become erratic and they bring you to your second high.
“Krissy!” you cry out as your walls clamp down around the dildo. Pleasure courses through you, pressure releasing from your belly. Your knees feel weak as if you might tumble to the floor. Claire tilts your head up towards her and leans down to kiss you as Krissy works you through your high and chases her own.
“Oh, Y/N!” Krissy shouts as she cums. Her hips buck roughly against you as she rides out the waves of her climax, each thrust forcing you to kiss Claire harder.
All three of you moan and sigh as you come down from your collective highs, hands caressing each other’s bodies and lips leaving random kisses. Krissy pulls the dildo from you before removing the strap on. Both of you hop up onto the bed in order to join Claire and the three of you snuggle together, making room for each other on the narrow bed.
“New plan,” Krissy says as she brushes your hair behind your ear, “We’ll stake out the sorority, together.”
“So I don’t have to join the sorority?” you ask hopefully.
“No,” Claire confirms, “Like Krissy said, we’ll stake the place out instead, and we’ll do it together.”
“That sounds like a much better plan to me,” you tell them happily.