Overpowered

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/55130371.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: Multi
Fandom: The Owl House (Cartoon)
Relationships: Willow Park/Gus Porter, Willow Park/Gus Porter/Vee
Characters: Gus Porter, Willow Park, Vee (The Owl House)
Additional Tags: Polyamory, Teasing, Light Dom/sub, Flustered Gus Porter, Cunnilingus,
Vaginal Sex, throatfucking, Bisexual Gus Porter, Trans Gus Porter, Trans
Willow Park, Vee is just Vee lmao, Shapeshifting, Alternate Universe -
Canon Divergence, Aged-Up Character(s), Group Sex, Good Friend
Willow Park, Protective Willow Park, Pansexual Willow Park, Sapphic
Disaster Vee (The Owl House), Gay Panic, Queer Character, Plot What
Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Horny
Teenagers
Language: English
Series: Part 3 of Hexsquad Polyamory
Stats: Published: 2024-04-12 Words: 3,033 Chapters: 1/1
 Overpowered
by ElfieAfterDark

Summary

While Hunter, Luz, and Amity are out on their walk; Gus, Willow, and Vee are chilling at
home playing games.

Until they aren't.

“I tap one mountain to cast Lightning-bolt.” Gus says, turning the paper rectangle onto its
side before placing another card down on the Noceda kitchen table.

“What’re you targeting?” Willow asks from the opposite end of the table, brushing her one
long braid over her shoulder. The sun is shining bright outside, but it's getting cold, very cold.
Turns out you can't just magically find a solution to getting home in a month or two. Gus
pushes down the gripping dread to assess his opponent’s side of the field.

“Your planeswalker. Eat shit, Jace!” Gus calls.

“Maaannn I can't believe they keep printing him and keep making him overpowered.” Vee
says from beside them. She's in human mode, wearing an actual pumpkin sweater. Willow
grins, and Gus’s smile falters.

“I counter it.” Willow says, tapping three islands to play a Counterspell. Gus and Vee both
groan at the same time, and Willow chuckles to herself as they both put their respective cards
in their graveyards.

“You had to choose green-blue didn't you?” He says, “Your turn by the way.” Willow untaps
her cards, and then draws one from the top of her deck.

“What can I say? I like big muscles and having control.” Willow replies, “You of all people
should know that~” Gus yelps, and nearly drops the cards in his hand. Vee grins and shuffles
her chair closer to him.

“What's the matter, Gus? Got something on your mind?” She asks in a low voice that sends
goosebumps racing across his neck. Ohhhh Titan, is something on his mind? Stupid question.
Of course he has stuff on his mind, he always does. Gus was never very popular, always the
weird one that people used to get good grades on group projects.

He never thought he'd have friends, let alone an entire polycule. Yet, here he is, playing a
human card game with two of his girlfriends. Two!!! He clears his throat as Willow starts
playing some spells.

“Ahh, nah. I d-dunno what you mean.” He lies, and Willow's grin turns dangerous.

“All right Mr. Serious Business, what are you going to do?” She asks, resting her chin on her
open palm.

“What?” He asks, gripping his cards hard as a hand grazes the outside of his leg. Vee's so
close, watching him with a smug smile.

“I gave all my creatures +2/+2, cast sleep, and I'm attacking,” Willow answers, and light
flashes in her glasses, “for lethal damage.” His mind is whirring at a million miles an hour,
between Vee's hand and Willow's mommy voice… it's hard to focus on… anything! He scans
the table, then his hand which is full of mountains and a 1/1 goblin.

“I'm… I'm fucked.” He admits, shamefully grabbing his d20 and chucking it back into his
little dice bag. Willow pumps her fists in the air with a whoop. She nearly knocks her chair
over as she stands up.

“Yeah you are!” Willow yells. She smiles down at him and walks around the table. Gus is
keenly aware of every moment she approaches, and just as aware of Vee's hand getting closer
and closer to his center. He sighs, then gasps as Willow wraps her muscular arms around his
waist. “You okay baby boy?” She whispers in his ear, her lips barely touching the sensitive
tip.

“Ghhhh!” He answers. The girls both giggle and then press closer.

“I think he has something on his mind other than MTG Will…” Vee says, her voice low and
husky. Gus gulps down air and shuffles his legs absently. He can feel the wetness spreading
in his panties.
“That true?” Willow asks, “What could you possibly be thinking about instead of wholesome
good times?” She slowly pulls his shirt up, exposing his tummy.

“N-not here…” he moans, already putty. It's embarrassing how easily he submits to his best
friend. But it's also addicting in a way he can't rightly describe. Willow just fries his brain.

“Where then, baby boy?” Vee asks, and he can hear her shift a little. Then a long forked
tongue flicks across his earring. Willow rubs his tummy, Vee kisses his cheek while Willow
hums happily, Vee's hand is so so close to his pussy.

“Uhhh… down…” he groans.

“You wanna go down on us? You wanna choke on demon cock then get smushed by my
thighs?” Willow asks. He tosses his head side to side before biting his lip hard enough to
draw just a little blood.

“No! Yes… downstairs.” He begs. It happens really quickly, Willow's hands leave his body,
and he misses the pressure immediately. Then, she scoops him up like he weighs nothing.
Which, to her, he just might.

“Well since you asked so nicely~” Vee coos, “We'll clean up the cards later.” Gus nods,
unable to answer as Willow bridal carries him down the hall. He whimpers into her neck. Vee
opens the door down to the basement, and Willow trots down with him in her arms. The
basement has changed quite a bit since they first arrived in the realm. Two double beds blank
the craft closet, Hunter's sewing station is in a corner, the miniature building/painting table is
right by the stairs, and there’s a TV propped up on a rickety old dresser they found on the
side of the road. A mix of old photos, memorabilia from when Manny and Camila would go
to cons together, and a bunch of the boys' decorations line the walls and the surfaces. Of
course, Gus can't be too excited about his Cosmic Frontier merch right now, because right
now Willow is setting him down on his bed so gently. She's strong, but still plump in a way
that drives him mental. Like the rest of their polycule, Willow is gorgeous, a veritable
goddess of strength and beauty. Speaking of gorgeous, Vee follows them down and settles in
next to him. He whines, looking back and forth between the two girls as they sit silently and
watch him.
“You want to go first?” Vee asks Willow, and Gus gasps as she tickles the scant hair on his
pelvis. Willow hums, tapping her full lips as if she's thinking about it. She isn't touching Gus
at all right now, and that is simply not okay.

“Guys please!” He whines, twisting and writhing as he digs his hands into his comforter. The
girls both giggle, and Vee plants an agonizingly chaste kiss on his burning cheek. He
grumbles at her but she just flashes him a wink.

“You go first Vee, I gotta get into a harness.” Willow says, slipping off the bed and kneeling.
Gus turns back to Vee, who grins like a predator who’s just caught prey unawares. He
swallows as she shifts, her clothes vanishing in a wave running from her toes to her head.

Gus shamelessly stares at her, guess she wasn't wearing any real clothes. He, on the other
hand, is wearing too much. He sits up, crosses his arms, and pulls off his shirt, revealing his
binder. Before he can do anything else, she kisses him, slowly and sensually. He sighs under
all this attention. Who cares if his ears are flapping wildly, who cares if his noises are
embarrassing?

“You wanna leave this on Baby boy?” Vee asks, trailing her fingertips along the binder. Her
eyes flit down before meeting his own again.

“Off. Please.” he manages to ask, his lungs can't seem to work fast enough. There just isn't
enough air in the world to handle how breathless he is at the moment. There's something
special about someone you love undressing you, something about letting them take care of
you. It’s like there are fairies in his stomach, all fluttering their wings in a blood-crazed
frenzy. Vee expertly pulls the garment off, and Gus’ little tits spring free.

“So fucking pretty.” Vee mumbles, before looking over at Willow and whining, “Can I?” Gus
moans shamelessly, now that he’s out of the living room he’s free to be as needy as he wants.
Turns out that he wants to be VERY needy. He whimpers as Willow thinks, her eyes locked
with his.

“Go for it, I wanna taste something else anyways.” Willow replies. She spins her finger and
the little plant on a nearby shelf springs to life, tendrils grow and coil as they grab onto Gus’s
shorts. He lifts his hips as Vee pounces on him and he yelps as she kisses his collarbone hard
at the same time the plants yank his shorts off forcefully. The plants drop the garment before
returning to normal, leaving his legs and barely clothed pussy exposed to the elements. His
little cosmic frontier panties are completely soaked through, and his inner thighs glisten with
his slick.

“Weren’t you going to get into your harness?" Vee asks, her voice lilted. He lets his head fall
back as strong hands jerk his legs open.

“Yeah yeah, I need to lick some boy pussy first.” Willow grunts while waving a hand at Vee.
Gus can’t help it, he giggles a little at the same time Vee does. Then he moans as Willow gets
to work, his best friend is very to the point. She doesn't beat around the bush, though she's a
fucking queen at foreplay.

“C'mere, you can watch Willow eat pussy some other time.” Vee says, as she grabs his chin
and shoves her tongue into his mouth. He twitches and his hands flex on their own, one
tangled in Willow's hair, the other gripping the back of Vee's neck. The demon hums her
approval then Gus’s ears perk up at the sound of shapeshifting.

“Gonna tongue fuck his throat?” Willow asks smugly, and Gus greedily drinks up the sight of
her face. Her cheeks glisten with his wetness, and she's grinning wide. Then his vision is
blocked as Vee domineers him again.

“Oh yeah.” Vee says with an eager edge that only makes Gus wetter. He trembles as a long
slick tongue slips into his mouth. He was surprised by how much he liked the taste of Vee's
spit, it's… it's impossible to describe, especially right now. Vee's tongue goes further in as
Willow's gets back to work.

They're relentless, and they know each and every button he has. He squirms, he lets out
muffle the moans, and he grips harder. He's hanging on for dear life as they drag him to the
edge, whether he's ready or not. Vee's tongue rubs up and down his throat, wriggling all over
his tongue.

Willow's got his hips, making sure he can't escape. He's just lying there, letting them use him.
He loves it, being useful. Knowing that his friends/lovers need him makes him feel, well,
needed. He moans around Vee's tongue, and his hips shake hard. Willow doesn't let up, and
neither does Vee, she's pinching his nipples with a clawed hand. He leaks quim all over
Willow's face, though he can tell by her movements that she's trying to get it all in her mouth.
They hold him there as his orgasm wracks his entire body from head to toe.

Then Vee finally pulls out, letting him gasp for much-needed air. “Damn!” He laughs, resting
one hand on his stomach while he stares unseeing at the ceiling.

“You taste so fucking good Gus. I literally don't get it.” Willow says. Gus watches as she
likes her lips and moves to a beat-up old dresser. “I'm gonna get ready, he's all yours Vee.”

“Oooo, don't mind if I do Willow.” Vee coos, she's still mostly human, save for her tail and
her adorable little ears. “You wanna fool around a lil’? Or-”

“Inside.” Gus begs, his cunt is throbbing as it clenches around nothing. “Please.” Vee smiles
but doesn't say a word as she climbs between his legs. He groans wordlessly and spreads his
legs wide.

“You're so handsome Gus.” She says. She's rubbing one of her two tapered blue hemipenes,
spreading around the self-lubricating pre-cum that covers her length.

“Vee, pretty. In?” Gus manages. He's gripping the bed sheets hard. He needs it, badly, and
Vee is more than willing to oblige. Hemipenes are different from cocks, Gus has learned that
fact through extensive and exhaustive personal experience. Cocks are hard to get in, then
easy to take. Hemipenes are the opposite, The thin tip goes in so easily that he barely notices
it, but as Vee spreads him wider and wider, her actual thickness becomes apparent.

“Fuck dude, you're right as hell.” Vee grunts while effortlessly filling him up to the brim. He
stares at the hemipene he can still see, it's grinding on his clit as she slides in. He just moans,
rolling his eyes back as their hips meet. Vee sets a slow yet firm pace, she bucks her hips
right at the end of each smooth thrust. He moans harshly, and tingles run through his body
each time he's jolted.

“Veeeeeee~” he whines, letting his head fall to the soft pillow under him, “it's so good!” She
picks up the pace, which in turn makes him cry out louder. His body is shaking, and he can't
control his limbs. They've gone rogue.
“Yeah? Enjoying yourself?” Vee asks, her breath comes in short gasps as she well and truly
fucks him stupid. The sounds of moans and wet slapping fill the room, and he does his very
best to nod. “Good, you deserve nice things, baby.” Vee says in a husky and dark voice. She
leans in, pressing her tits against his while still managing to find his lips.

She kisses him again and again, hungrily, needily, demandingly. Gus is willing, he surrenders
to her so easily. Her dick spears his insides at a now breakneck pace, and he's leaking a
staggering amount of quim from her efforts. Words fail them both, opting instead to make
out. Gus doesn't bother warning her, he can tell she's just as close. Her cock is pulsating
inside him, and she's moaning just as loud as he is.

She finally breaks their lip lock to yell at the ceiling. “FUCK! CUMMING!” Gus just yelps
and moans as Vee comes undone on top of him. He clenches hard as she spills out inside him
while also covering him in salty-sweet demon cum. It lands on his face, then his tits, then his
tummy, and there's a heaping dose of it in his sopping wet cunt as well. They lie there for a
few minutes, catching their breath after that.

Gus opens his mouth, fully intending to say something sweet. Instead, he hears the telltale
sound of magic, and Vee is lifted off of him. He eeps as Willow drags him to the edge of the
bed, her eyes gleaming.

“You two are so cute, but it's my turn.” She all but growls. Gus's stomach flips, as he notes
the sheer size of the purple strap-on Willow's chosen.

“B-big purps?” He asks, powerless to do anything but lie there and meet his fate.

Willow's smirk widens, “Yep. Say bye-bye to thinking baby boy.” With that, she shoves the
entire 9-inch toy into him in a single harsh thrust. Gus screams into Willow’s collarbone and
his body tenses so hard he’s distantly worried he’s gonna pull something. His core muscles
squeeze so tight as wild trembles rock through his body, and Willow gasps as he squirts all
over her.

Vee dives in, licking it up with her long tongue while Willow finally slows down. Gus gasps,
rocking his head from side to side, trying to make sense of the feeling dominating his body.
Willow keeps thrusting slowly, waiting for a signal from him to stop. He doesn’t give her
one, the tension inside is building up again.

“More?” Willow asks. Gus nods his head vigorously. Willow hums happily before slamming
back into him at a truly absurd pace. Gus moans, and he balls the bedsheets hard in his hands.
Vee goes back to his chest, sucking and fondling his tits. He tries to squirm, but Willow
firmly keeps him in place. Vee catches his wrists and pins him, which only drives him to
make even needier noises. He’s in heaven, his friends… his lovers take such good care of
him. They love on him, support him, and look out for him even when the world won’t.

“Willow!” He cries out, “Willow! Close!” His best friend doesn’t stop, she doesn’t even let
up. Instead, she pounds his next orgasm right out of him. He loses control of his voice, his
moans break into harsh gasps and shouts. His last orgasm of the night slams into him full
force, and he almost blacks out from how hard his body is tensing. Lights dance across the
back of his eyelids, and sweat soaks into the sheets. Willow leans in and mashes their lips
together and they sloppily start making out.

“I love you guys.” Vee says, resting her head on her hand as she smiles. Willow finally stops
moving, and she rests on top of him. Gus hums, wrapping his arms around her thick body. He
can feel Vee’s muscular tail coil around his ankle.

“Luv you too.” He murmurs, “Both of you…” Vee scoots closer and kisses his cheek.

“Same.” Willow agrees. Gus's eyelids are heavy, and his mind is fading. “Do you need a nap
baby boy?” Willow asks so sweetly. He nods and whimpers for good measure. The girls need
to know how fuckin’ eepy he is right now.

“Alright, let's tuck him in then.” Vee murmurs. It’s clear that Willow agrees because the next
thing he knows he's being easily manhandled and put to bed. He can feel his familiar flannel
blanket, the same one he's been using for four months now. After a tough four months, he
misses his dad, his home, and everything.

“We'll come check on you in an hour?” Willow asks, and he nods. Someone kisses his cheek,
and he can hear both of the girls going up the stairs. He sighs, relaxed and comfortable. It's
been a hard four months, but something good has come of it after all.
Something truly wonderful.
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