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G U I L T Y. U N D E R. P L E A S U R E
¤Ω¤The Promised Neverland¤Ω¤
Written by Ermozawatt

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One of the main focal points before attacking the demons was having to first find the secret room where the demons surveyed the trackers implanted inside a mother's chest. Just like Isabella, Emma had one inside her when she chose to become a mother. Emma wouldn't be able to leave the premises unless there was some way to deactivate them. Surgery was futile. Those human surgeons worked for the enemy to maintain that promise made hundreds of years ago.

Due to Norman and Ray's intelligence and for being biologically male, they were the ones to do most of the maneuvers behind the demon's back. While Emma didn't have much choice but to stay, train and become a mother in which curriculum involved bearing a child. It was the only way to guarantee her survival. For a better future, Emma believed.

A future?

For some time now, Emma had been wondering what that future inteled. She thought about it constantly. Whenever she watched the kids run through the halls of the orphanage. Whenever she read about the outside world. Doctors, dentists, engineers, teachers, artists. So many occupations, and wondered how they'll be able to reach those heights.

There were two things she would think about constantly in regards to her own future uncertainties.

First. Her biological daughter had not been shipped yet. Though her daughter's twelfth birthday was in a couple of months, there was hope her daughter would survive. So, Emma could raise her with no lies. However, weren't the rest of the children her own as well? She helped raised them.

Second...

"Will you open up to me?" Ray had said the night they were to have sex for the first time. She thought of what type of romantic future she might be faced with. Most of all, might be searching for. Arms had hugged her that night she first had sex with Ray. Second time of her life; first being with a donor, and the second being with Ray.

There was a protection in Ray's eyes; a want they both shared as they united closer than a hug could ever achieve. She could still remember the sound of a pound against the washing machine when Ray was straddling her hips and thrusting in for the first time. They had soon moved onto an area where their intimate bodies didn't bring attention to the sleeping children.

She could still remember Ray's lips hovering above hers as he moved inside her on the floor against the spread out towels. He was struggling to stay composed but failed, revealing those groans, pants and puffs of ecstasy.

"Let me hear you, Ray," Emma encouraged softly when Ray hid himself on her shoulder from embarrassment. Emma stroked his hair. "I want all of you. Body and sound...your voice turns me on."

What future was she searching for? What future did she want? What future did she have to take responsibility for?

The more she felt Ray and Norman against her skin, she was left in confusion at this part of her future. What was these emotions she was feeling? Love was imminent. Emma had confessed to Norman yesterday night that she loved both of them, but to whom was that romantic love directed to? Both Ray and Norman? Was that even possible?

Those thoughts and questions spiraled on her mind when she watched Norman gaze at Ray knelt between her spread legs, licking off her juices.

"Mama?" Emma was brought back to reality at the sound of Phillis standing outside the opened door with plushie in hand.

She felt the tongue of Ray on her privates disappear. She shoved him away, causing him to fall on his butt. Emma stared at Phillis peeking inside another room across the hall before turning his head inside the kitchen.

"Papa Ray?' Phillis said, walking inside the kitchen. "Are you alright?"

By that time Phillis turned to them, her dress lowered to her knees.

"Everything's alright. He was just helping me fix my shoes." Emma smiled, fixing her dress. She caught Norman's smirk widened before leaving the kitchen in absolute silence. Phillis didn't even notice Norman was there.

"Oh," Phillis said before smiling once again. "Papa, everyone said you came to visit me before I left off to my new family."

"Yeah," said Ray, folding his knee and resting his elbow on it.

"Can you play with us?"

Ray looked to the side and scratched his head. "Please."

"Okay," Ray said.

Phillis jumped in innocent excitement, then went to reach for Ray's hands. "Let me wash my hands first," Ray raised his hands and stood up quickly. "Tell the others I'll be out in a minute." Ray smiled. To Emma, the smile hid a guilt and sorrow for Phillis' fate.

"Okay." Phillis nodded and skipped back down the hall.

At his leave, Ray and Emma relaxed their shoulders. "That was close," Emma whispered, watching Ray wash his hands, face and lips. "Norman really did it, huh?"

Ray grunted.

Emma stood beside Ray in front of the sink. She still had to finish washing the plates Norman had scrubbed.

"I'll be back later," Ray said, drying his face with a towel. "I bet," Ray looked at Emma, "Norman is waiting to get you wet again when I leave."

Emma shook her head. "Ray. It's never always about that."

Ray cocked his head to the side, revealing both of his eyes and looking knowingly. "Tell me that when you can't walk or even yell," he said.

Before Emma could respond, he pecked her forehead and left the kitchen. Emma pouted with a grunt. Sex hadn't become the center point of their relationship.

She'll prove him...

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"Norman." Emma choked on her saliva, grabbing his hand kneading her breast and the other to grip Norman's white hair.

They did start off with some important talks about their mission. Everything was proceeding well until things just seemed to get heated. Emma didn't know what it was. One moment she was stooping down to grab a fallen paper and the next she felt Norman grab her hips and feel his boner against her ass.

Norman held Emma firmly on the window where they could spot Ray standing a couple of feet away from the tree he used to sit at when he was younger. The kids had gone off to the forest and Ray was 'it'. Ray rarely if ever played tag. He'd only played tag around five times in his life.

This was Ray's second time he played tag as an adult.

With Norman's knuckles, he knocked on the window hard enough to catch the attention of Ray. Emma's private parts twitched and throbbed when Ray caught sight of them behind the window.. The light from outside couldn't reflect further inside the room, but Ray could make out Emma's upper body and the head of Norman resting besides Emma's face.

"The kids are going to see," Emma warned. Emma looked at Ray whose eyes widen and lips parted before turning into a knowing smirk. Emma had lost that argument long ago. Ray was right about Norman.

Emma turned to look at Norman. "You've changed so much, Norman."

Norman watched her. "Anything to help you forget." He grabbed her chin and parted her lips wide enough to dip his tongue inside. Emma sucked in a shaky breath, and moaned. By the time Norman rocked against her, Emma looked back outside to see Ray running off to find the kids.

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Ray was in a double sword. His countdown had finished to go in search of the kids, but the way Emma kissed Norman from the window where anyone could see, was exhilarating. He was starting to feel drunk at these activities between each other. He wanted to stay and run back inside the house to fill Emma's mouth with his own arousal, but god dammit did he have children waiting on him.

So, he reluctantly left after seeing Emma being shoved further against the window, her body moving back and forth from probably Norman's thrusting. Ray will come and show Norman how to fuck her right.

What? Ray's eyes widen as he ran down the hills leading to the forest.

What was this feeling of competition all of a sudden? This fear that was building inside him. Would Emma end up leaving him to stay with Norman when they've successfully conducted their plan against the demons. Ray clicked his tongue as he went in search of the children inside the forest. No. He shouldn't be thinking that way. Emma loved them both, and Ray loved Emma and Norman as well.

Ray jumped off a log near a small cliff and grabbed a thick branch from a tree. He swung himself to the floor and ran towards two children a couple of feet away from him.

The first person Ray caught was Phillis who was hiding with Amanda, a ten-year-old girl. Seeing them. Seeing Phillis, made Ray feel disappointed at himself.

Phillis was going to get shipped tonight and here he was thinking of sex and love. What had the three become, to forget and turn their faces away from the cruel reality of children getting shipped off from their grasp.

They'll have to endure a couple of weeks more before the attack.

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Norman's groans and shaky breathes erupted through the hall near the entrance of the Grace Field House. This was the most closest and most daring place to be having such inappropriate activities. Norman was sitting at the end of the stairs, hands gripping Emma's hair as she used her tongue to lick the tip of his long dick.

Norman had immediately taken her to the first floor, while everyone was outside, within the forest. They had a couple of minutes to spare. The bells will announce the children's near return.

Emma opened her mouth wide enough and prepared her muscles and throat, before taking in Norman's hard dick. The thrustings began just the way Emma loved it and had practiced for. She felt dirty yet hot. She couldn't think of another way to do this right.

Norman thrust inside Emma's mouth, loving the warmth and the way Emma stood her grip and ground.

"You're really gotten better at this," Norman groaned, leaning his head back and petting her hair. "You've trained your throat to take me all in, huh?"

Emma hummed, sending vibrations up her throat and tickling the nerves on Norman's dick. Norman lifted his upper hips and back, trembling at the rich sensation.

Emma removed herself from his dick and began to run her fingers atop his wet penis spilling precum. Norman leaned forward to her face, letting her hear him moan out the way she made him feel; leaning forward to show his facial expressions. They didn't leave their eyes off each other. Norman was not shy enough to gaze, express and act.

Emma watched Norman's eyes flutter closed. A wet fluid fell on her hands and clothing. Some of it hit and landed on her chin, jaw and neck.

For a couple of seconds, Emma pumped the rest of Norman's cum off his penis. Norman cleared his throat. "Thanks," he said, and kissed her lips in gratitude.

The house bell rang. The children would be here soon but was enough time for Emma to cool her face from the pressure that came from her red tinted cheeks.

Emma leaned back and buttoned her black shirt exposing her breasts which were handling Norman's dick a couple of minutes ago.

"Norman," Emma said while standing up.

"Yes?" Norman said, putting back his dick inside his underwear and zipping his pants.

"I'm going to be honest with you. I'm afraid."

"Just bear it a bit longer--"

"No." She shook her head and waved her hands. "I'm not referring to that. I feel most guilty in regards to letting Phillis go." Emma looked up at Norman and took a step forward to grab his hands. Norman took a step off the stairs and ran his thumb on her hands to feel his own dry cum. "I'm afraid of what our relationship has become."

"Sex is an important part of a realtionship between two partners," Norman rationalized.

"Is it?" Emma looked at the side.

"Yes." Norman's eyebrows lifted in concern. "You don't want to anymore?"

"I do, but..."

"I guess we have been direct and forward since we want to forget the problems around us." Norman neared his face to Emma's and stared at her with firm eyes. "But don't doubt my feelings for you. I love you with my entire heart and had always. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"What about Ray?"

Norman looked confused.

"Ray confessed his love for me. Will you allow him in this relationship as well? Will you allow Ray to make love to me after all of this is over if we all make it out alive?"

Norman leaned back and cleared his throat. "You said you loved both of us," Norman recalled quietly.

"That's the problem. I don't know who I'm romantically in love with." Emma dropped her head. "I don't know who and I don't want to choose, but I would end up having to, do I?"

Norman stood silent for a couple of seconds until responding, "You don't have to choose and never will. I care for you both and I would gladly share you with him and I to him."

"What? You mean--" Emma is interrupted by the opening of the door. Norman quickly wipes off the cum on her chin and neck, inspecting all the same if any cum spilled on her clothes.

They watched the children enter and Emma hid her hands on her back. "Do you all have fun?"

The little kids nodded and went down the hall to take a rest. After a few minutes of receiving the thirty-five children in the house, Ray appeared in the door with Phillis in his arms. They were whispering and giggling with one another until Ray laid him to stand on the floor.

"Alright, go with Amanda. I bet she is waiting in the library," Ray said. Phillis nodded and left with a wave down the hall.

Ray brought his attention to Norman and Emma. He walked to them, then sniffed the air. Ray arched a brow and extended a hand. "Where is it?"

Emma shook her head with a soft smile, then showed her hands filled with dried cum. "Norman's," she indicated.

Ray took a step closer until he was a feet away from Emma. He stood taller than her. He had his left hand inside his pocket and simply stared at her wet hands displayed to him.

Ray took a pensive breath. Norman took a step closer to Emma and Ray. "Not of your taste?" Norman asked.

Emma looked around them for any children while Ray and Norman spoke to one another.

"It's not that. I..." Ray left his gaze from Emma's hands and looked sideways towards Norman. "If I do this, then will you and Emma accept me to be part of this romantic relationship?"

"Ray," Emma said. "What are you talking about?"

"Think of it, Emma. When this is all over, do you believe a relationship of three could work when Norman has had his eyes on you since he was five years old?"

"Ray," Norman interrupted, placing a hand on Ray's shoulder. "Emma and I have already spoke of this. Nothing is going to change. We're in this together. There is no duo in this relationship. I'm not selfish enough to take Emma away from you." Norman glanced at Emma and nudged his head to the hall to survey for any kids, before focusing his attention to Ray.

"Are you saying we'll be sharing Emma?" Ray questioned.

Norman nodded.

Ray looked down to his feet, then scratched his head. "Fine. Alright."

After a few moments, Emma whispered, "I think it dried--" Ray took her hand and ran his tongue on her palms and fingers.

"Barely," Ray said, then looked at both of them. "Have you fucked already?" he said, barely a whisper.

"Yes," Norman said.

"Emma, can you spare me time?"

"I need to go with the kids," Emma apologized.

"Can Norman do it?"

"Well," Emma glanced at Norman, "Can you, Norman?"

Norman sighed, then smiled. "Sure."

"Thanks."

"Are you up to right now?" Ray asked to make sure.

Emma nodded and left Norman with the household. Their walk upstairs was silent. Emma peeked a glance at Ray once in a while. Ray was quiet and Emma was going to ask what was going on until she felt him intertwine his hand with hers before reaching Emma's bedroom.

Emma unlocked her room and both made their way inside but Ray had not let her go. He locked the door. Then wrapped an arm on her waist before pecking her knuckles. "Ray," Emma whispered, and felt him tilt her chin up to kiss her lips.

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"Ray," Emma whined, grabbing onto Ray's masculine back. Ray was being more passionate today. Hidden under the covers inside Emma's bedroom, Ray moved slowly inside her like if they had all the free time in the world. Like if Phillis was not going to be shipped off today.

His hand gropped her buttcheek. He kissed her and whispered sweet compliments that made her shudder. "Ray," Emma repeated like in a trance.

Ray leaned back to look at her, his hand cupping Emma's cheek. "I fucking love you," he whispered, and pounced inside her making her twist in pleasure. Her neck laid exposed for Ray's dinner. His tongue stuck out to taste her.

Unknown to Emma, Ray still held a fear under pleasure.

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