Oni Boyfriends: Mori & Uji 2 (complete)

Female Main Character x Male Monster x Male Monster (all cis)

It takes me a while to build my strength back up, but I do it by cleaning dishes and washing Uji’s brushes. I start cleaning around their house, as well as beginning the process of making the ten masks for Master Oyama. I have so much going on in my head, sometimes it feels like I’m not doing the best work that I possibly could. My feelings for Mori and Uji are at the forefront, as well as my guilt about lying to them over my heritage. I want to tell them the truth, but that could possibly ruin my chances of studying under Master Oyama. Madame Seki warned me not to tell the truth, but she never told me why. Is being only half-oni frowned upon? I wish I knew, but I also want to stay in Mori and Uji’s good graces for as long as I can, even though I know that keeping up the lie will only make it much worse.

I begin crying over a mask one day, thinking about all this. This is the first time I’ve ever felt connected to anything of my heritage. Mori comes in to see me weeping and kneels beside me. “Kiri, what’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry. I just...” I look at the mask before me. “I was just thinking about my mother.”

Mori pulls me into his big arms and warm, soft belly, making me feel safe and comfortable. “I lost my mother when I was young, too. I was raised by my grandmother. Even now, there are days when I still miss her.”

“Thanks Mori,” I rest my cheek against him, and he smells like ginger and sesame.

He strokes the back of my neck. “Anytime, Kiri. Uji and I have both come to see you as one of our own.”

“Really?” I ask shyly.

“What’s going on?” Uji comes into the room. “Am I missing out on anything?”

Mori chuckles. “I’m cmforting Kiri. Saw her crying and I couldn’t bear it.”

Uji places his hand atop my head. “Is there something you want to talk about?”

In a flash I fear he knows I’m not half-orc. “No. I just miss my mother.”

“You can talk to us about anything, Kiri. Here, you’re family.” Uji places a soft kiss on my temple, and I could melt into a puddle.

“Thanks,” I sniffle.

Mori kisses my cheek as well, and my fate as a puddle is cemented. “You have us both from now on. So don’t forget us when you’re a master mask-maker.”

“How could I?” I giggle.

One evening, after falling asleep while carving, I wake up in the middle of the night. My lantern is snuffed out and I am very thirsty. I get up to go to the kitchen, but when I do I see that the light is still burning, and it sounds like Mori is inside. I hear Uji talking, and peer through the door to make sure I’m not interrupting anything. I see Mori knelt down before Uji ,who is completely naked. He has his hand wrapped around Mori’s ponytail and is moaning in pleasure.

Uji throws his head back and shuts his eyes tight. “Mori, yes!” I’ve seen faces like his back home, but Uji’s is special. The way he breathes makes me want his words.

I gulp ,watching for a second longer. Then I turn to leave, but as I do, Soso jumps from the shadows, scaring the shit out of me. I scream and fall through the door to the kitchen floor with Soso on top of my head, chewing at one of my hair buns.

“You heathen monkey!” I try to pull him from me so I can escape.

“Kiri?” Uji gasps. Mori rises from his knees, looking back while Uji covers himself.

I quickly cover my eyes with Soso’s body, as he continues to chew on my hair bun. “I’m so sorry!” I push Soso towards them and stand up. “It was Soso! I didn’t see anything...” I run into the wall as I try to leave. “Ow!”

“Easy, there.” Mori comes over to me. “Oh dear, she’s bleeding.”

“I’m almost decent, I’ll get a cloth,” Uji says, rushing in tying up his robe.

Mori tries to move my hands away from my face. “Come now, let me see the damage.” He walks me over to the counter, where Uji has a damp rag prepared.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” I bleat as they move my hands from my face.

Uji puts a rag to my face. “Don’t be sorry.”

“I didn’t see anything!” I’m muffled by the rag.

Mori snorts. “Was there something to see?”

I crack an eye open at them and feel a flush of embarrassment as well as desire. I quickly look away from them.

“That was our fault. Not yours.” Uji checks the rag to see if my nose is still bleeding. “We weren’t exactly being smart about it.”

“You were asking for it,” Mori jibes. “Next time, Kiri, just come right on in. Uji likes that sort of thing.”

Uji gives Mori a seething glare. I keep my eyes averted. “It’s your house, you can do whatever you like inside it. I’m a guest, I should be the careful one.”

“You’re just as much a part of this household as anybody,” Uji replies cooly. “We told you that you’re part of our lives now, Kiri.”

“But...” I want to tell them the truth. I don’t want to lie to them anymore if I am really a part of their lives now. Tears well up in my eyes and I have to pull away.

Uji stops Mori from coming in to hug me. “Go on,” Uji says gently. “What is it, Kiri?”

I sniffle but it hurts my nose, making the tears come quicker. “I have to tell you something, and I’m worried it may change how you see me.” I look at them, still holding the cloth to my nose. “I was told when I left home to not tell who I really was. But I don’t want to hide from you two because… Because my feelings for the two of you are more than just…” I look up at them, watching me with concern. Mori is holding Uji’s hand tightly. “I am not Half-orc,” I confess shakily. I swallow the painful lump in my throat. “I’m Half-oni.”

Uji sighs and looks at Mori. “I had a feeling that might be the case. Your tusks didn’t exactly look like orc tusks.” He glances back at me. “Were you told why you should lie?”

I shake my head. “I just assumed it wasn’t okay.”

“For a long time, Shimokobe was closed off to the rest of the world. Some of the old-timers still think that half-oni are a danger to our way of life.” Uji steps forward and places his palm upon my cheek, using the rag to clean up my face. “But that certainly isn’t true.”

“Can I hug her now?” Mori asks.

Uji smiles, stepping aside so Mori can wrap me up in his arms. I hug him too, weeping gently onto his massive shoulder. “I don’t care what you are, Kiri,” Mori whispers to me. “You’re you, and you could be a purple bell pepper for all I cared!”

I laugh softly and sniffle, but my nose still hurts. “I didn’t want to lie to you anymore. I care about you too much.”

Uji places his arm around me as well, resting his cheek upon my forehead. “We care about you as well, Kiri. You don’t need to hide anything from us, and we will not hide anything from you.”

He takes my hand, leading Mori and I towards their bedroom. Their bed is quite large, of course, to fit both of them. Their room is decorated with paintings and some of Uji’s calligraphy. The large fireplace is lit, casting the room in a warm glow. Uji sits me down, taking my hair out of the buns and combing out what Soso has chewed and spit on. Mori lies down beside me, placing his head in my lap as Uji plays with my hair.

“I grew up in a brothel,” I tell them. “My mother came from Shimokobe, but I grew up in Rakshasa Country.”

“It’s more common than you think,” Uji says softly. “Lots of people left Shimokobe just before the war broke out. That included the sex trade. Lots of our prostitutes and entertainers left for more chances.” Uji’s long fingers brush down along my scalp.

“I never knew anything about Shimokobe until I came here,” I murmur. “The closest I got was when Madam Seki taught me mask making.” I smooth my palm over Mori’s forehead, tracing around his horns and down his widow’s peak. “I learned a lot from the women in the brothel, but nothing about my heritage.”

“Did you work in the brothel?” Mori asks.

I shake my head. “I worked for the brothel, but never inside it. I ran errands and did cleaning. But Madam Seki didn’t think I’d be a draw for customers, which I was grateful for.” My fingers are still on Mori’s skin. “I’ve actually never…”

“Have you ever wanted to partake in such activities?” Uji asks.

“I have certainly been curious,” I respond. “But I’ve never felt the urge until recently.”

Mori sits up with a deep chortle. “What happened recently?”

“Don’t tease her tonight, darling. She’s been through enough.” Uji runs his fingers through my hair one last time.

I fidget on the bed, biting my lip as they watch me. “Do you two like girls?” I ask quietly, almost hoping they don’t hear me.

“Women,” Mori corrects. “And yes. Uji and I enjoy all genders.”

“So even I could...” Mori’s brow raises as Uji looks away shyly. “I mean. Hypothetically. If I were into such a thing, or you two were even a thought...” I laugh nervously. “Oops! Look at that, it’s time for me to die!” I try to scurry away but Uji holds me.

“We want you to focus on creating those masks for Oyama,” Uji says. “We don’t want to distract you at all. But we’ve both grown deeply fond of you, Kiri. So, hypothetically, you are always welcome to join us.”

“Really?” My voice squeaks.

Uji slips his long fingers along my cheek. “Really.” He gently kisses my temple. “But like I said, focusing on your craft is what’s important right now. I will not allow you to forgo that for us.”

Mori snuggles close, kissing my cheek as well. “You’ve been through enough tonight anyway. You should get some sleep.”

I look down, then back into their eyes. “Can I stay here with you?”

Uji breaks into a smile. “Nothing would be more delightful.”

I’m sandwiched between the two of them that night, coddled in such a warm cocoon of limbs and blankets. I’m so excited I think I may never fall asleep, but I’m pulled under so fast I don’t realize it until morning. I wake in bed with just Uji, who is sitting up reading. When he realizes I am awake, he lies back down beside me and strokes a hand through my hair. “Sleep well?”

I nod, rubbing my eyes. “Where’s Mori?”

“Making breakfast.” He kisses my forehead. “He’ll bring it to us.”

I snuggle against his bare chest, and his skin smells like cool air and smoke. His arm trails down my back, and I shiver slightly. “Are you cold?” he asks. I shake my head, causing him to chuckle. “Thank you for telling us the truth last night. I know it must have been difficult.”

“I feel better having said it,” I sigh. “I just wish I had done it sooner.”

Uji kisses the top of my head. “I’m sure it will have no effect on Oyama either. So don’t worry about studying with him. Once you are done there, we want you to come back home to us, unless there is something important where you grew up.”

I kiss Uji’s neck, and he moans quietly. “I want to come back here. I want to stay in Shimokobe.”

Uji dips his head down, placing a soft kiss upon my lips. “Then this is your home, Kiri.”

I’m so breathless from the kiss that I chase after it again. I kiss Uji lovingly, even a bit hungrily, and Uji grants each kiss to me, moving his hand to my face to keep me steady. He smiles at me with a chuckle, taking another kiss before Mori walks in with breakfast.

“What’s this?” He sets the food aside and dusts his hands. “Should I step out to let you both finish?”

Uji waves his hand. “No, no, come and partake.”

“The food will get cold.” He kneels onto the bed as I sit up to meet him, and his tusks brush either side of my head as he kisses me. I lean in, taking more kisses as Uji stands, going to the breakfast tray and pouring his tea. I pull Mori down onto the bed, hooking my leg around his thigh as our kisses deepen. The ladies of the brothel taught me a thing or two about kissing, but I’ve never put it into practice before.

Uji clears his throat. “Breakfast is getting cold.”

Mori chuckles and kisses my ear, whispering into it. “I’d make you my breakfast in an instant.”

I snort and giggle, covering my mouth so I don’t make too much noise. “I heard that,” Uji chuckles.

Mori helps me up and offers me tea. Thankfully, it’s not that nasty stuff Uji makes us all drink first thing in the morning. “She needs to get a mask done today. After all, she must complete ten before spring. We can’t be distracting her with our own wants and needs.” Uji insists.

“Can you follow your own advice?” Mori jabs.

Uji sniffs and pushes his long hair from his face. “I will try my hardest.”

After breakfast and a few more kisses, I go to work. With so much off my mind, I’m able to complete the rough carving of the mask before dinner. Tomorrow I’ll be able to smooth it out, finish the details, and have it prepared for painting the next day. I’m so proud of my work, and eager to continue, but I need to pace myself or I could make a mistake. So I take my time, a little work each day, crafting perhaps the most beautiful mask I have ever made.

I hurriedly take it to show Uji and Mori. “If I keep this pace up, I’ll have the ten done by spring to take to Master Oyama.”

“It’s very beautiful,” Uji says.

Mori looks it over, a contemplative look on his face. “What will you call it?”

I stop dead in my tracks. “I’m not sure.”

“Names can take longer than even the crafting,” Mori replies. “Oyama is a stickler about those sorts of things. You can’t just name it anything.”

“I know.” I take the mask back. “I just wanted to show you two what I’ve been working on all this time.”

Uji takes me by the hand and pulls me between them. “Then we should reward you, shouldn’t we, Mori?”

Mori smirks. “What would you like, Kiri?”

My face burns as one thing comes to mind, but I couldn’t possibly ask for that. “It’s fine, really! Only one mask.”

“But you worked so hard. Certainly you would like something for all that effort,” Uji offers again.

“Maybe some more kisses,” I say shyly.

“We’ve got lots of those,” Mori chuckles.

I bit my lip. “And cuddling?”

“Of course.” Uji slips his arm around my back.

“Could I be… naked?” I feel silly asking for this, but I can’t help myself.

Mori and Uji both chuckle. “If you would really like that,” Mori says, “it would be a treat.”

“It’s not too ridiculous?” I giggle.

“Not at all.” Uji stands, leading the way to the bedroom. He makes sure Soso isn’t in and closes the door. I stand there awkwardly, unsure of what to do. I see Mori taking off his clothes and I suck my breath in. Uji disrobes as well, dropping his clothes to the floor before fanning out his long hair. I fidget with my clothes, forgetting how to take them off. I’m so awed by Uji and Mori’s naked forms that I can’t think of anything else.

“Come here, Kiri.” Mori offers his hand to me. “Let us help you with those.”

“Okay!” I take his hand, and he leads me between him and Uji. Their hands smooth over my body, under my clothes, moving them away from my skin. I shiver all over, excited and nervous for what’s to come. Uji’s hand goes down my back, and Mori’s hands take hold of my hips. Their lips fall on my shoulders, my arms, my chest.

“Would you like to lie down, Kiri?” Uji breathes into my ear.

I nod shakily and Mori lays me down against the sheets. I tremble slightly as they touch and fawn over me. Uji kisses my chest and neck, and Mori kisses my belly and legs. I whimper softly, trying to remember to breathe. “Do you mind if I kiss further down?” Mori whispers. His fingers slip along my belly to my mound.

I feel dizzy. “Do you want to?”

Mori grins against my cheek. “Very much.”

I nod. “Okay. I’d like that.”

Uji kisses my cheek as Mori moves down. “He’s very good with his mouth. Don’t worry.” His hand cups the back of my thigh and lifts it up as Mori lowers himself and places his palms under my ass, lifting me slightly off the bed. I squeak nervously, covering my face with my hands. Uji kisses my breasts, tickling the sensitive nipple with his long tongue. Mori kisses and kneads at my mound, moving down to kiss my thighs, and then right between them. I squirm at first, unused to the sensation. He slowly warms me up, kissing and touching before spreading me open. I squeak and Uji kisses me.

“Mori loves to please,” he whispers. “He wants to pamper you.”

Mori’s tongue licks me, and I lose my breath. “It feels weird! Slimy...” I lose my breath as his tongue hits against my clit stays there.

“Do you want him to stop?” Uji purrs.

I shake my head as Mori’s tongue circles my clit, and his low growls vibrate throughout my loins. “It feels… It feels...” I pant. Uji grabs my hand as my breathing becomes erratic.

“Feels wonderful, doesn’t it? That soft, warm tongue pressing against you. Bringing out all those breathtaking feelings.” He kisses my neck and cheek. “Making you wet, making you want more. Should Mori use his fingers?”

“He has such big hands,” I giggle dreamily.

Mori’s fingers slide up against me as he moans again against my clit. “His fingers feel wonderful inside. I promise.”

I look down, seeing Mori’s eyes focused on me. I nod silently, arching my back a little so Mori can move. He growls again, slipping his finger inside me. I bite my lip, squeezing tightly around his digit as he plunges inside. “How does he feel?” Uji whispers.

“Big,” I whimper. “Nice.”

Uji bites the tip of my ear. “I’m rather jealous. I bet you feel divine.”

Mori lifts his head, chuckling softly. “If you’re so jealous, then why not join me?”

Uji dips down, kissing Mori and licking his lips. The sight is enough to make me lightheaded. Uji chuckles, replacing Mori between my legs, careful not to poke me with his tusks. His long, elegant fingers slip inside me while his lips pucker around my clit. “Mori!” I whimper loudly.

He lies beside me, fondling my breasts as he puts his arm around my back. “Having fun still? Need a break?”

I press my face against his chest and whimper. “No! Please don’t stop.” I place my hand on his thigh. “I want to keep going.”

Mori moans softly. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

I slowly pet up his thigh, feeling his shaft against my fingertips. “Mori,” I mewl. I squeal as UJi’s fingers begin to move.

“That’s it, Kiri.” Mori kisses me, swirling his tongue into my mouth. I grab hold of his cock, feeling how thick and hot he is. Uji’s fingers curl, and suddenly I come undone.  I have to lie back for a while, panting and cupping my hands around my mouth.

“Breathe,” Uji coaxes. “Deep breaths.”

I giggle softly. “Oh, wow!”

Mori kisses my cheek. “Still with us?”

I nod and smile blissfully up at them. “I feel ascended. Wow!”

Uji lies down beside me, kissing my shoulder and back. “Glad we could make you feel so good.”

“I didn’t know it could feel that way.” I reach out for Mori, kissing him lovingly. I feel him poke against my belly, and he angles his hips to move his erection away. “What about you two?”

“This is your reward, Kiri.” Uji replies.

I reach down, brushing my fingertips against Mori’s cock. “Can I touch it?” I ask.

Mori moves his hips, placing himself in my palm. He moans as I stroke him, feeling his hard shaft and veins. “Uji? You can touch me with yours, if you like.”

Uji chuckles, rubbing himself against the back of my thigh. He feels quite long, while Mori is short and thick. “You’re too kind, Kiri.”

I whimper softly, feeling myself become aroused again. I move down, letting Uji continue to rub against me as I kiss the tip of Mori’s cock. I look up at him, asking for permission with my eyes, and he moves my hair away and nods. I kiss his glans again, slowly darting my tongue out over him. Uji rises, lifting my hips up into the air. He slides his cock between my thighs, and I moan against Mori’s cock.

I rise up, kissing Mori then turning to kiss Uji. We all fall onto the bed together. I’m guided on top of Mori, letting him inside me. Uji enters Mori, using oil from the bedside. When Uji moves, Mori thrusts inside me. Uji presses down against my back, kissing me and moaning into my ear. When one moves, we all feel the same thrusts, deep breaths, and sweet desire. I lose my breath several times, taken by both Mori and Uji as the night wears on.

I am raw and elated by the time the sun rises. Mori and Uji are exhausted as well, snoring beside me. Despite how loose my legs feel, I get up and make breakfast for all of us, letting them rest after such a long, delirious night. As I am taking the rice off the stove, I hear them calling for me. “Breakfast is almost ready,” I say as I step back into the bedroom, wearing Uji’s robe. “I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Can you come back for a moment?” Uji asks.

I nod, climbing back into bed with them. “Is something wrong?”

Mori grabs me, hugging me tightly as they pull me back into bed. “Last night was wonderful,” he says happily.

“It really was.” Uji snuggles up to me. “We wanted to be better lovers last night, but we fell asleep.”

“Lovers,” I coo the word. “No, it’s okay! I was exhausted too.”

“Now you’re making breakfast,” Uji breathes. “You’re far too wonderful.”

“How are you feeling?” Mori asks. “We weren’t too rough last night?”

I giggle softly. “I’m fine. My legs feel a little undone, but aside from that, you were both perfectly amazing.”

“Good,” Mori relaxes.

“You’re part of our lives forever now, Kiri.” Uji whispers. “Our friend, our lover, our partner, as long as you want it.”

I don’t have to think too hard about that. “Of course I do!”

Both relax and melt together with me. “Good,” Mori replies. “Once your training is done, we have big plans for our lives.”

I smile with tears in my eyes. “I can’t wait.”