Loid? Are you home?” She calls.

A shed of light peaks through the cracked door.
Loid senses the presence of another behind the door, as he swiftly rushes over. He internally panics at the thought of an intruder. Yor was essential to the mission, it would be rather troublesome to find her replacement at this point.
Loid opens the door, to find Yor seated on her bed, tea in hand, across from his co-worker.

“M-miss Frost? My, what are you doing here this late?” (‘Has something happened?’) He says, spoken and unspoken.

Fiona sets down her teacup into her saucer.

“I wished to visit my friend.” (‘I’ve come to check on the state of Operation Strix.’)

A shameless lie, Fiona had of course, come to convince Loid to take her as the wife role.
Yor smiles awkwardly.

“Of course we’re glad to have you anytime…However it is getting a bit late, don’t you think?” She says, in attempt to sway Fiona into leaving.

“Are you sure? I’ve heard you’ve been taking cooking lessons, I would love to help you learn.” (‘I’d like to test her.’) She says.

“N-no! I mean…You must have a very busy day at the office tomorrow.” Yor nervously continues.

“I’ll see you out.” (‘I assure you, Yor is perfectly competent.’) Loid steps towards his wife, when he notices her strayed gaze.

“Yor? Are you feeling alright?” He asks, lowering himself to meet her.

“Yes…I’m fine. I’ll see Fiona out then.” She says, her voice is nearly a whisper, as she still refuses to meet his eye.
Loid, distraught, turns to Fiona, in attempt to discover why Yor is acting so odd. He sees that Fiona is not looking at Yor, but rather, directly at his lap, with a subtle pink tint to her usually deadpan face. Loid peers down, only to find that he’s got a hard-on. The agent immediately flusters, as he tries to come up with some sort of legitimate excuse. It would be pointless to try to explain how he simply had sleepy-boner, that would likely only fluster the poor girls more. His mind flooded, as his face heated up more, until he felt a cold, yet soft touch on his thigh.

“This seems like quite an inappropriate time, Loid.” Fiona says, with an uncharacteristically flirtatious tone.

“I- um…” For the first time, the sweet-talking agent Twilight, finds himself at a loss for words.
He then feels another, slightly harsher, yet warm touch upon his other thigh.

“I suppose…It is the wife’s job to…Take care of these things…” Yor says, her face beyond scarlet.

Fiona scoffs.
“Oh you mustn’t pressure yourself, Yor. If you can’t I’m sure Loid…Or perhals myself-“

“L-ladies! Please…I don’t need help.” Loid flusters.
Of course he would never miss the opportunity to spend the night with two beautiful women. However, one of these women is his co-worker, which could pose at a threat to his career. On the other hand, Yor and he had agreed only to a false marriage, complications in such an arrangement may lead to trouble in the operation.

“Loid…Can I please..?” Yor struggles to find the courage to complete her sentence, but in this moment she wished for nothing more than to please her husband, perhaps to prove herself as a wife.

“No…Loid let me do it…” Fiona begs.

By now, both women were kneeled on the ground, groping his thighs and staring lustfully at his flustered expression. Loid felt his waistband tighten, as it seemed his slip-up was becoming genuine arousal. The agent raised his hand to his face, pausing in attempt to calm himself. At last, he decided. He could not find it within himself to deny these girls, they had seduced him.

“Go ahead.”

Fiona’s eyes lit up, as the millions of fantasies of hers had finally come to light. She rushed to tear of his belt, to gaze upon the dick she had so long dreamed of. Removing his pants revealed a pair of short black briefs. The two girls idle lustfully for a moment, before tearing off his boxers, too. Loid gasps softly, as his aflush dick meets the air. Surprisingly, Yor makes the first move, shlyly wrapping her hand around the base, building up the courage to begin stroking.

“It’s okay, take your time.” Loid comforts her, as he thoughtlessly begins to pet her hair.

Fiona, annoyed, accepts the challenge, as she swiftly tucks her hair behind her ear, and begins to lick his tip. Yor begins to slowly pump his shaft, as Fiona starts to take his full tip into her mouth, bobbing up and down slightly. Loid shudders slightly, as he lets out a soft groan.

‘I should do my best to act as I’m enjoying this, I do not wish to cause any troublesome personal situations.’

Loid thinks to himself. Of course, he was loving it, but had no idea how to be sincere, so he did his best to imitate his idea of gratification.
Fiona pauses, and grins smugly. She slowly pulls her mouth up from Loid’s cock, releasing with a soft pop. Loid gasps quietly.

“Yor, don’t you think we bring him to bed? A wife shouldn’t make her spouse stand during sex, correct?”
Yor blushes hard, nodding ever so slightly.

“Ah…I suppose you’re right.” She responds, rather embarrassed by her lack of experience.

The two ladies practically drag the man onto the bed, before seating themselves next to him on either side. Fiona immediately begins to remove her blouse, soon following her slacks, bra, and finally…A little pink thong. Loid glows softly.
‘Cute…’
Yor, shyly begins to remove her garments. Starting with her apron, which she had earlier forgotten to remove, sweater, pants, and underwear. She then, timidly, begins to unclasp her bra. She fiddles with it for a moment, growing more flustered as she struggles to unfasten it.
Loid senses her discomfort, as he gently rests his hand upon the clip.

“Let me help.” He says, snapping it open in one swift motion.

Yor looks away.

“T-thank you…”

Loid chuckles.
Fiona becomes envious of the two, deciding she must take action quickly.
She raises herself up to her knees, slowly resting her hot pussy onto Loid’s tip. She moves at a painstakingly slow rate, back and forth, back and forth. Loid grunts softly, while Fiona smirks, pleased with his reaction.
Yor, still looking away, speaks.

“Loid…Will you lay down…Please?” She says softly.
Loid obeys, curious as to what she’s planning.
He soon notices a sweet smell, as he comes to realize Yor has seated herself on his face.

“Loid…I can’t take it anymore…Please, do something…” She pants.

Loid smiles.

“Of course.” He immediately shoves his tongue onto her, swirling it around her clit.

Yor mewls loudly, before swiftly cupping her mouth. Fiona takes notice of her embarrassment, and decides to take action. She grabs the assassins’ wrists gently before tossing her hands off her mouth, pressing her lips to Yor’s. Yor is at first shocked, before allowing herself to melt into the kiss. Fiona gets more aggressive, as she pushes her tongue deeper into Yor’s mouth, hoping to make her finish first, in order to keep Loid for herself. The two girls find themselves close to climax, when Yor removes herself from Loid’s mouth, laying stomach down onto the bed, raising her cunt high up.
“Loid…I need you.” Yor begs, using her pointer and middle finger to spread apart her lips.

Fiona, lays down, swiftly following suite.

“Please…Pick me Loid…” She pleads.

Loid sits idle for a moment, he wished to thrust deeply into both girls right then, but unfortunately, there was only one of him.
He makes his decision.
He plunges two fingers deep into Yor, as he swiftly shoves his dick inside of Fiona. Fiona delights, this has surely proven that he’s picked her over Yor. However, what she didn’t seem to understand was that this was Yor’s first time in bed, causing her to be rather tense. Loid simply made the logical decision to use his fingers to pleasure her, rather than to hurt with his dick. While Fiona, on the other hand, who had prior experience, and was much more relaxed.
Loid picks up the speed of both his dick and hand, nothing on his mind than to make the girls finish. Yor moans loudly, attempting to muffle her sound in the blanket, but to no avail.
Fiona hums softly, panting now and then. Soon, both girls find themselves near climax. Yor, finds her voice uncontrollably loud, and even Fiona finds herself audible. The two  finish hard, and soon after Loid pulls out of them, leaving them weak and trembling.
Fiona is the first to regain herself.

“W-wait…Loid, you didn’t get to…” She says, weakly.

Loid looks down at his still rock hard dick, before shrugging it off.

“It’s alright, you two must be tired.” He says, attempting to help them up.

“No…” A soft voice says.

“Yor?”

“N-no…We’re gonna make you finish…” She continues.

Fiona smirks. Finally they could both agree on something.
Yor sits up, presenting her breasts to Loid.

“You can use these…” She says, noticeably more confident than before.

Loid blushes, as Fiona holds up her chest in a similar fashion.

“M-mine too…” She says.

Loid flusters softly at the sight before him.
Fiona’s breasts were quite big, with large pink nipples. The shade was reminiscent of peaches. While Yor’s chest was notably larger, with smaller, brown nipples. Loid bites his lip, before he thrusts himself between the girls chests. The feeling was fantastic. Their skin was so unbelievably soft and smooth, he began to pump faster, wanting only to cum.
The two girls stared down in awe, blushing softly as the man they loved moaned uncontrollably.
Loid threw his head back, as he finished hard on the girls’ breasts. He takes a moment to catch his breath, before realizing what he’s just done.

“I’m so sorry girls, I shall clean this up right-“ 
He’s cutoff mid sentence, when Yor presses her index finger to his lips.
Fiona smiles at him as she licks some of his fluid off her hand.
“It’s alright…Besides, we’re not done yet…” Yor says, with no sign of her prior meek attitude.
She presses down onto him, causing him to fall back.

“I haven’t had my turn yet