Fandom: World of Warcraft
Pairing: Genn Greymane/Flynn Fairwind/Mathias Shaw
Rating: NSFW
Content: Trans Genn Greymane, Threesome, Cunnilingus, Douple penetration (in the same hole), Body Worship, Genn Greymane is a pillow princess
Date written: 10th April 2025
Summary: Genn sighed quietly, his arm covering his face as the two men above him lowered themselves down to kiss and worship his body.

It had been such a long time since he'd been touched by a man, let alone two men at once, and having them both press kisses to his hips, stomach and navel was driving him a bit crazy.

Author's notes: some stupid self indulgent porn to get me back into the hang of writing. transgender and bottom genn greymane be upon ye. maybe not the best quality and i'm sorry about that. i'm just trying to write something since my writers block has been crazy as of late.

Genn sighed quietly, his arm covering his face as the two men above him lowered themselves down to kiss and worship his body.

It had been such a long time since he'd been touched by a man, let alone two men at once, and having them both press kisses to his hips, stomach and navel was driving him a bit crazy.

How the hell the Spymaster and ship-Captain had convinced him to go along with this, he'll never know.

What he did know, however, was how vulnerable he was. How vulnerable he felt.

He trusted the two men. Shaw, because his dedication to the crown proved he was worthy of that trust. Fairwind, because Shaw trusted the man- something that the Spymaster could rarely say he ever did.

He wasn't really worried about the two men hurting him. They wouldn't dare, regardless. He was still a King, after all. And he had teeth and claws to rely upon in the worst case scenario.

It was the reaction he was worried about.

He suspected Shaw might know. It was his job to know every single skeleton in the closets of all the nobles and royals of Stormwind and its allies, it wouldn't surprise Genn if the man knew about his...condition.

He was certain that Fairwind had no idea, though.

Regardless...whether they knew or not, the shock at actually seeing his...privates, might change the way they actually felt about the situation, even if they outwardly had no apparent issue with it.

It had happened like that in the past, at least.

But despite Genn's slight anxiety at the potential reactions of what they'd see...he didn't say anything about it, and he simply waited for them to pull his pants down and see for themselves. He was enjoying the worship of his body far too much, and barely noticed when Mathias started to unzip and pull down his pants.

Eventually, all of his lower garments were removed, and the King was met with...silence.

Then, a few words.

“Fucking hell, mate.”

Oh, here we bloody go.

Before Genn could continue to have thoughts about the impending argument, a shocked yell was forced out of his lungs as something hot and wet wrapped itself around his clit and sucked roughly. He looked down to see Flynn’s brown hair settled in-between his thighs as he was being eaten out.

Fuck, when was the last time a man had done that to him?

Mathias was looking a bit like a predator above them both: his green eyes dark with pure lust as he watched Flynn devour him. The Spymaster guided the sea captain’s movements with a hand in his hair, gripping the strands tightly as he pushed him further into Genn's cunt.

Genn groaned, as did Flynn, and the King’s thighs started to shake slightly as Mathias reached down to insert a finger inside of him, his walls wet enough for the intrusion to be smooth and painless. Another finger was added soon after, and Genn growled as he was stretched and pleasured by the man's skillful fingers as Mathias leaned down to press kisses over Genn's abdomen. He kissed up until he could wrap his mouth around one of the King's nipple's, sucking it gingerly. The Spymaster let out a rare moan, and Genn felt like was getting too close, too quickly.

Before he'd even been able to ask either of them to stop (he hadn't wanted to cum before the main event), he was already crossing the threshold hard and fast, his walls clamping around the fingers inside of him as he growled out his pleasure, a hand flying to Flynn's head to keep his mouth and tongue where it was as his other hand grabbed Mathias’ wrist to force his fingers deeper as he came messily all over them.

Fuck, it had been a long while. He felt exhausted.

“Up for round two?” Flynn asked cheekily, and Genn almost laughed at that.

“I'm not as young as I used to be, you know. Give me a moment, would you?”

Flynn grinned up at him and nestled his body next to the King's, as Mathias did the same on the other side. They caressed his body absentmindedly as Genn recovered from his orgasm. He felt bloody knackered. He sighed when the two men started kissing his neck, like they had done before they started this.

He groaned when the damned Captain started sucking a hickey into his neck, right where he was certain everyone would see it in the next meeting. He'd have to wear something with a high collar tomorrow.

Mathias reached down and gently caressed his clit once more, rolling it around in between thumb and forefinger, and Genn sighed shakily at the contact. The spy's terribly skilled fingers seemed to just know how and what he needed.

Maybe he wouldn't have to wait for as many hours as he thought he would for “round two” after all.

End notes: have written a part 2 where they fuck genn. cuz this definitely aint done lol. i just think that old man needs to be fucked and taken care of and his responsibilities lifted for a while. take that old man fishing or sum shit. take him on a picnic. fuck his pussy. etc. etc.