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Mugman had never considered that he had time for romance. He was a collector after all, Hell he didn’t even think he had time for friends other than his dear brother, cuphead.
And yet here he was, walking along side a wolf, a shell, and a demon. Or more well known as Boris, Shelly, and bendy. Now Mugman was fine traveling with others, he could do that just fine. But getting to know them in the way that cuphead did? That he could not.
But nevertheless, he made some form of connection’s. He and Shelly connected quite well, mainly due to their ability to hold an intelligent conversation. He got along with bendy simply because of their siblings. Bendy and cuphead had gotten along nicely, well at least for people who’ve killed one another.
They had been on the road for a while, when they finally arrived at a town they sprung at the opportunity to get an actual bed for the night. They had run into one small issue however, there were only two rooms.
Instead of doing the obvious, which was the four boys together with Shelly getting her own room, they set it up where Mugman, boris, and Shelly would room in one. And Bendy with cuphead would get their own room. It wasn’t the idea of sleeping with others that freaked Mugman out, but rather sleeping with his two, totally very platonic crushes.
“Hey cup? Are we sure that this is the right decision? I don’t mind sleeping with you and Bendy-“
“Oh calm down Mugsy, they don’t bite. Plus, your friends with them!”
Curse Cuphead and his positive attitude. However, the actual set up wasn’t that bad. Boris and Mugman decided to sleep on the ground and let Shelly have the bed. What they didn’t expect was for the night to get so damn cold. Eventually the two awkwardly climbed up into the bed as well.
Now Mugman had never had a sexual interaction before, well other than his hand, if that even counts. But he knew what a boner felt like, and he could tell that there was one digging into his back at the moment. He vaguely looked up at Boris, who was looking away out of embarrassment.
“Uh…Boris…?”
He whispered to the wolf beside him
“Shut up, it’s just morning wood.”
“…it’s ten pm.”
He let out a soft huff and turned away from Mugman, shifting his body so that his tail hit mug’s back.
Now of course he tried to get some sleep, he really did, but he couldn’t stop thinking back to that moment, it had him feeling warmer than he had before. He waited a few hours of course, before speaking up softly, as to not wake up Shelly.
“Hey…can you flip around? I’m cold”
“…fine.”
As he flipped around, Mugman once more got to feel the embarrassing reality of what was pressed up against his back. He squirmed slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position, and accidentally woke up Shelly.
“Mmm…mugs?”
“Oh morning Shelly, sorry did I wake you?”
“Yeah, it’s no issue though, is Boris up?”
A gruff voice riddled with sleepy undertones spoke up, just by the tone it was obvious he wasn’t happy.
“Yeah I’m up.”
“Oh morning Boris!”
“It ain’t no damn morning, it’s two in the god damn morning.”
That woke a giggle out of the girl as she flipped around to look at the two, her face pressed up against Mugman’s nose. Her brown eyes met his wide blue ones. And in that moment, he felt incredibly warm.
With Boris to his back, and Shelly to his front, he felt himself grow warmer in his lower stomach. To embarrassed to say something on his own, thankfully Shelly did what he hoped they were all thinking.
“So uh…anyone interested in a three way…?”
The silence was loud. Incredibly loud in fact. Shelly’s face grew red, as she quickly began to fumble around her words.
“I mean I know most guys won’t-“
Boris cut in with a chuckle, as if this awkward sexual encounter was funny to him.
“Don’t forget the golden rule, it’s not gay if it’s in a three way.”
Mugman nodded along with Boris’ statement, after all with a woman in the middle, there had to be some leeway.
“Uh yeah…there’s something about that rule somewhere…”
She muttered all embarrassed, it was honestly kinda cute, before Mugman was fully sure of what was going on, he was sat up by a clawed hand on his back. It took an embarrassing long time for them to get their clothes off.
Mugman was much different than they were, he was made of porcelain after all, his body was quite cold. But despite that, he felt rather warm for what he was.
As embarrassing as it was, he had never actually seen other genitalia before, he thought he knew vaguely that he and Boris would look similar, but he was dead wrong about that. Boris had a knot due to him being a wolf. And Shelly had some form of vagina with a retractable tentacle going on.
“Uh…so what do we uh…what do we do…?”
“Don’t tell me er’ a virgin mugs.”
“Uh….”
“Boris! Don’t shame him, it’s kinda normal.”
after a lengthy discussion on what would be happening, Mugman was pushed into the middle. Boris to his back and Shelly to his front. The kisses started off slow, gentle even. Her lips were soft, cherry flavored if he had to guess.
As the kisses began to progress, so did Shelly’s hands. And much to her credit, they were very soft, like just so soft on mugs skin he thought he was going to melt. She caressed his inner thighs, his cock twitched with excitement, which caused him to hide his face in his hands out of embarrassmkent. She laughed it off and kissed down his neck.
When she slowly sunk down on his lap, Mugman couldn’t help but let out a whimper, she felt so tight, and just so damn good. His whole face was red. Even the tip of his handle. He bucked his hips up into her without even thinking about it. Boris grabbed him by the hips and steadied him.
“Woah woah, calm down”
“Yeah relax! I’ll go slow okay?”
Mugman struggled to hide the whine that died in his throat. He nodded, all flushed and pretty.
As Shelly began to slowly rise up and down Mugman felt like he was burning in hell. She was too much and too little at the same time. He felt like crying, but he wasn’t that pathetic was he? He very much was. He threw his head back with a horrible whine, pressing his head into Boris’ chest.
“easy Shelly, your gonna kill him”
“He’s a good size-haa…-he’s good at being good!”
“The fuck does that mean?”
“Mm!”
She was moving faster than Mugman was used to, but it wasn’t that bad! There was a soft squelching noise that filled the room. Mugman damn near sobbed. Leaning back into Boris, clawing at his fur.
“Easy now…your alright.”
He reassured Mugman quickly, rubbing his back. Now as nice as Shelly felt, Mugman did in fact feel something prodding at his ass, which was unfortunately one of Boris’ clawed hands.
“Boris wai-“
“Shhh…you’re more than ready.”
It wasn’t the most pleasant thing, but the gentle kisses and loving embrace made it worth it. The stretching almost felt better than what Shelly was doing. He felt like he was pulsing. Every nerve was alive and on fire. Painful even.
As he pushed in, Shelly pressed down. God Mugman felt like he was losing it. His whole body ached deep within his own bones. Oh god it felt good, burning within his own manic soul. It made it straw stand on end. (Which Boris jokingly flicked soon after)
“Feel alright?”
He let out a pathetic sob. His back curved up into an almost painful arch. Now it was rather easy to see with his uniform that he had a decently large chest, even for porcelain, he had large ass man titty’s. What startled mugs most was when Shelly grabbed him by the porcelain nitty’s, specifically when he arched forward, in an almost “S” position.
As Shelly did such a thing, Mugman pressed his head pathetically onto her chest. Her breasts almost coddling his handle. The same handle that Boris used to drag mugs’ head back to press sloppy kisses onto his nape.
They continued in such a fashion for several more minutes, about 15 to be precise. Before Mugman got far too close. He let out a form of a startled sob before cumming inside of Shelly. Who, when startled, slapped Mugman with her tail.
And with Mugman tightening up, Boris felt his orgasm being squeezed out of him. For once in his life, Mugman was sure he felt full. Like his whole body was warm and tingly. However, that lovely feeling was shattered when he attempted to wiggle free, and there was a painful tug on his insides.
“Oh uh sorry mugs…you might want to wait for the knot to go down.”
It felt like a ball of pure heat shoved into him, an honest to god, it made even Shelly squirm. Unsure of what to do at this moment, Mugman just gave up. Shelly on his front and Boris on his back, he couldn’t help but think back to Boris’ words “it’s not gay if it is in a three way”…was that really true?
Many soft and loving words were exchanged, kisses included. But what was really hell was the next morning, when bendy didn’t meet anyone’s eyes.
Cuphead came up to Mugman, whispering softly: “cover your mouth next time.” Into his ear.