Sharing the Spotlight’s Just Not My Style (v1)

Notes: Once again, this was written by my tomodachi, cakie_nsfw! If you're interested in more of her work, hit up her AO3. You can find her commission info here.

"Is that...?" Rin gasped from the rafters of the cognitive studio, the gloved hand over her mouth did little to hide the shock and excitement she felt. Despite the experience she had spelunking within the corrupt hearts of individuals, the life-like cognitions that wandered the metaphysical corridors still aroused shock within her - especially when it came to the copies of her friends.

"Well would you look at that," Johnny Cage - codename Superstar - whistled softly as he lowered his glasses at the sight of his double, "It's not everyday you run into yourself, much less in the Palace of your abusive talent agent," he commented, "I almost feel bad for taking Steven's treasure - almost," he said.

Jonathan Carlton was the newest member of the Phantom Thieves, a foreigner who enrolled that year into Shujin Academy after his family had moved to Japan for their work. Already has his reputation grown from his appearance in an International Big Bang Burger advert, an accolade he has yet to top as he continued to put his head down and worked on his budding acting career. This was the reason why he was willing to put up with the constant abuse he found himself faced with from his agent, he told himself; only to then realise he wasn't the only victim to his agents machinations, a revelation brought on by his curiosity. His need to rebel was further stoked by his crush; the leader of the Phantom Thieves herself, and therefore the most wanted person in all of Japan.

But the need to stroke his ego was too much for the actor - turned - thief. Effortless he rappelled towards the cognition before Rin could stop him, an action so reckless that not even the leader could anticipate him doing. "Oracle, I want you to lead the rest of the group to the nearest saferoom. Continue to monitor Superstar and I from a safe distance. Do not come for us unless we're in complete danger, understand?"

"You got it!" the hacker nodded.

Nimbly Rin rappelled down from the rafters after the reckless teen,, weaving amongst the cognitive crew and actors as she followed the sight of Superstar's tacky scarf amongst the crowd. Her sharp, grey eyes led her backstage where she slinked amongst the shadows of the decorated hallways, despite not one of the hostile cognitions batting an eyelid as Superstar continued to saunter towards the dressing room of his cognitive double. "I'm going to kill him," Rin thought to herself, Johnny's recklessness already adding to the stress she felt trying to navigate this hellish maze of a Palace.

Hastily Rin followed her teammate into the room. Annoyance turned into bemusement when she saw Johnny and his cognitive double deep in conversation, "-I agree, Steven's a real pain the ass," the cognition hissed, "always telling me to do shit I don't want to do."

"I know right?" Johnny agreed, "Bastard's a real dick. I'm glad that I have someone that understand what I'm going through,"

Cognitions were dangerous in their unpredictability, you never know what perception someone would have of you: a rule Rin quickly learned when she infiltrated her first Palace. Which it was why it was bizarre for her to see both the real Johnny and his cognition sprawled against a tattered couch, casually chatting as if they were friends. Rin stood there awkwardly while she observed them, first with an expression of confusion, then amusement as she rolled her eyes at the sight before her. Of course, she thought to herself, that Johnny would jump at the opportunity at conversing with his own double.

Rin wasn't the only one with a keen eye. A sharp, impressed whistle blew out of the cognition's lips as his gaze raked across the form of their latest guest. "And, who might you be? I don't think I've seen you around," he smiled.

"I-" Rin muttered in shock, her hand brushing against the handle of her dagger, already poised for a fight. Foolishly she let her guard down, but now she was ready to fight if the cognition displayed any danger to her.

"Whoa there. Calm down, Joker," Johnny reassured her, "Don't attack him. He's totally harmless; you can thank me from checking beforehand."

"Are...are you sure?"

"Of course! Do I look like I'm in danger?" Johnny points out to her. A tense moment passed between them. Slowly, Rin lowered her hand from her dagger. "Atta girl! Now, come sit with us would you? Other Me and I were just talking about how to get to ol' Steven's office."

"You mean..." Rin alluded to, and Johnny nodded in confirmation.

"That's right: destination, treasure room."

The cognition barely cared for their discussion, his dulled, brown eyes were too focused upon the sight of the beautiful girl before him. To the cognition she was a mystery, a beauty with wild hair, clad in brilliant black and red, eager to show off her legs while she hid her identity behind a beautiful, white mask. "So, you're 'Joker', huh?" he purred, lowering his own pair of sunglasses to give her a flirtatious wink. "'Other Me' was just talking about you. It's finally nice to finally put a face to the name," he winked.

Rin couldn't help but blush at the cognition's advancements, barely able to pull away from the cognition before he reached for her hand, kissing the back of it with flirtatious charm. Warmth crept up her cheek as she tried to swallow her embarrassment. She didn't want Johnny to find out her crush towards him, or at least, not from her cognition's flirting attempt. "It would be rude of me to not say hello now, wouldn't it?"

"I-" was all Rin could say before she found the cognition's lips pressed against hers, his hands wrapped around her chin as he tried to force himself deep within her mouth.Rin gasped in shock, her heart raced with fear and excitement, completely helpless to the cognition's sudden whim.

Worst of all, there was a part of her that liked the sudden, vicious attention, the firmness of the cognition's grasp around her chin as he continued to kiss her lips. Rin knew she needed to fight against the cognition's grip; that this version of Johnny is an imposter while the real one stood by the side, gawking at the sight before him. But her fantasy of Johnny actually reciprocating her deep, burning affections were also suddenly, very tangible to the touch; she didn't know what to do except stand there and take it all, her mind filling in the blanks where the cognition's warmth would be with her own, desperate longing. The shock and conflict of her very real emotions left Rin frozen on the spot.

"You're a good kisser," the cognition murmured, sending static up Rin's spine as he continued to caress her lips with his own. "I can see why my twin over there took you as his girl," he said, shocking Rin into further, stunned silence.

"Hey-" the real Johnny stuttered, his face a deep red behind those tacky glasses that made up his mask. But Rin barely minded, not when a facsimile of her crush was currently making out with her. "I didn't say that," the real Johnny justified, "I haven't-"

"You didn't tell her?" the cognition drew away from Rin's lips, leaving her breathless and rasping for air as their conflict continued. "Well, allow me to be the messenger then: Johnny boy here' got a crush on yah, he told me about it himself-"

"You do?" Ren looked at him, eyes wide behind her mask; but as soon as Johnny tried to worm himself out of his predicament, the cognition continued. "Oh yes, other me's been talking about you, said you were a complete cutie - something that I very much agree with."

"You bas-"

"Come on, you're just teasing me,"

"Nu-uh, and I'll show you," the cognition insisted, and before Rin and the real Johnny could protest, the cognition once more wrapped his lips around hers. Only this time his kisses conveyed a hot, desperate passion that was unmistakable, as undeniable as the growing rage shown on the real Johnny's face. Rin couldn't escape the cognition, she didn't want to, not when the revelations of Johnny's mutual feelings towards her were new plain for all.

"Get your fucking hands off of her," the real Johnny demanded, only for the cognition to flash him a cocky smile before pulling Rin deeper into their make out session. He could only watch as the cognition stole the kisses meant for him; the moans from Rin's lips he wish he'd coax from her, all he could do was chew his bottom lip with silent rage as his hot, angry boner quickly stirred between his legs.

But the cognition didn't care, not when he had a hot, panting Rin in his arms, the girl growing more and more flustered by the minute. Her mind was spinning; everything that was happening was too much for her to comprehend all at once, the normally collected leader at the mercy of whatever the cognition wanted from her. Worst of all, she wanted it to happen, relishing each time the cognition kissed her lips while he squeezed her plump thighs with exhilarating possessiveness. "I-" she tried to interject, tried to stop the cognition from going too far with his invasion of her personal space, yet the ache of her clit stopped her from doing anything too rational.

"Oh fuck," the cognition moaned, "I'm so fucking hard right now. Can you feel my cock between your legs? I bet you can - that's why you're so quiet now, isn't that right?" Rin couldn't refute his words; a gasp fell from her lips when the cognition once more squeezed the fat of her ass, pleasure and shame bubbled inside her from enjoying such intimate attention. "Tell me, tell me babygirl, tell me how much you want this dick inside you-"v

"Rin, don't-"

"I want it," Rin whined helplessly, the confession spilling from her lips before she had the chance to swallow it, "I mean- I want Johnny's cock inside me. I've fantasised about it so many times-"

"Well, it's your lucky day," cognitive Johnny grinned. Winding his hand to her front he gave her a teasing, electrifying pinch against her clit. He drank up the desperate gasps from the flustered girl, kissing her neck as she rocked her hips against his fingers, "Oh- ho-ho, you're really raring to go, aren't we-"

"You can fuck off now, thank you," the real Johnny hissed, wrapping his hands around her waist as his erect cock pressed against her ass. The cognition merely scoffed and rolled his eyes, "I'm sure Joker here'll prefer the real thing, thank you very much."

"Johnny-," Rin hiccupped, her body growing hotter by the minute, "-both of you. I was thinking-"

"Thinking about what?" they both said.

"Well," Rin gulped, scrambling to think of the best way to approach her predicament. "Maybe...we - both of you - can fuck... me?"

Both Johnnys paused.

"As in, like a threesome?" the cognition said.

"Y-yeah? I mean, I really like you too-"

"Ooooh, she 'likes me!'" the cognition exclaimed.

"She means me, dumbass," Johnny hissed. He turned his attention the smaller girl, his leader, "Of course you can, Joker," he grinned, "But...you sure you want to do it here? With him?"

"Why not?" Rin shrugged, "Oracle's monitoring the situation for us. I'm sure if there's danger around the corner, she'll inform us. Or are you chickening out, Superstar?" she purred teasingly, and Johnny mouth hung agape at her audacious flirting while his cock twitched with excitement.

"The woman knows what she wants, Johnny. Unless, you're much of a coward than I realise," the cognition snickered.

"Hey, quit your yapping-"

"Chicken-"

"Stop it-"

"Make me-"

"Rin, let me snap some sense-"

Rin elected to shut up her teammate with a hot, serious kiss on his lips. It was pure chaos between them after that. Hot, messy kisses were exchanged between them as the two Johnny's hands wandered Rin's flustered body. Rin's attention bounced between their hungry mouths, lapping and accepting everything they were eager to give her while they helped themselves to her body. The cognitive Johnny's hands found themselves cupping her fat ass, Johnny's hands rested on her generous tits.

"Johnny-" Rin gasped hotly, "Johnnys. You guys..."

"Say, other me. Why don't we practise some self-love, let's show this miss here what she's in for," cognitive Johnny winked. Real Johnny furrowed his eyebrows only to be caught slightly off guard when he felt the cognition's lips against his. He didn't want to admit it, but his cock twitched and jumped as it itched for him to touch it, the feeling of the cognition's lips and the comforting curves of Rin's ass - it somehow all felt so right. Johnny barely showed any protest towards the indulgent, tender gesture from the cognition.

"Johnny?" Rin gasped teasingly, "Were you always this bisexual?"

"Apparently," Johnny shrugged. "Crazier shit's happened to me, though, so why don't we stop messing around and cut the real reason why we're here, huh?" He pulled his hands away only to tug against Rin's leather coat, "Come on, Joker. Show me those nice tits of yours, you know we can share, right?"

"Yeah, let him, Rin," the cognition cooed her real name, Rin gasping in shock and arousal while Johnny continued to peel off her coat. "Show him - show us - your body wouldn't you? Pretty please?"

"You guys," Rin sighed, smiling. Happily, she relented, shaking off her coat and allowed it to fall onto the floor. "I'll do that, but you two have to do something for me in return."

"Anything," both Johnnys said, and Rin's smile grew wider on her lips. Emboldened by her devious plan she squatted against the floor, bowlegged, "Give me your dicks, will you, Superstar?"

Johnny and his cognition fished for their erect cocks, readily handing them over for the waiting girl as she took them into her gloved hands. Happily Rin started to stroke their lengths in her hands, allowing the red leather to slightly chafe against their sensitive skin. "You're really into this," the cognition groaned, the reservations Johnny would've otherwise had completely non-existent in him. "Other Johnny - did you know how much of a whore your cute little leader is?"

"I-" Johnny was at a loss for words. He obviously knew of the meek and withdrawn mask Rin would often wear in the real world, her confidence only showing when she happily hid behind the persona of 'Joker'; but this was too much even for him, Rin fully embracing the moxie she would've otherwise lacked and readily allowing herself to be pushed by her inner desires. Not that he disapproved; quite the opposite. To see the coy girl readily taking his dick into her hands, jerking it with bewildering love and adoration, all while completely in control of what happened between him and his cognitive double, "I- fuck Rin, your gloves are really digging into my skin," he grunted happily, "What are you going to do next? Suck my dick?"

"Maybe," Rin pursed her lips into a thin, diabolical smile before forcing as much of his cock as she could down her throat. Her daring gambit was paid off by the blissful groans from above her, the feeling of his hands carding her messy hair only adding to the excitement and daring Rin was filled with, and she allowed herself to relish in the chaos while she sucked down more of his cock. Rin has always thought about doing this to Johnny; the fantasies of shoving his cock into one of her holes kept her up at night despite Morgana's insistence of her going to sleep, and she often chased the cat in her need to 'work out' the more intense desires that bubbled towards her service. With the comfort of her domino mask on her face, Rin now found the will to act out her most wicked desires. "God," Rin mumbled around his dick, relishing each twitch from his length as she bobbed her head along his length, how intensely the throb between her legs grew as he curled his fingers tighter against her scalp.

"Give me some loving too, babygirl," the cognitive Johnny groaned, and Rin couldn't help but please her too, withdrawing her mouth from Johnny's cock only to take the cognition's dick down her throat. Johnny whined at the loss of the warmth from Rin's mouth, still missing the tight suction she would treat him as he shivered from the cold hitting his neglected, desperate dick. "You're so good at this," the cognition cried, completely uncaring and dismissive of his real self as Rin worked down his length.

"Don't you fucking dare," Johnny hissed with jealousy and protectiveness, clawing against Rin's tangled locked in his big to grab her attention. "Don't you dare say that to my leader, or else I'm going to put a bullet through your shitty, fake brain."

The fight between Johnny and his cognition above her only drove Rin further into her madness and excitement, the girl readily stoking the flames of aggression between the two massive egos as she happily alternated between the two dicks in her hands. She would push herself deep down the cognition's dick, choking herself out in sheer delight before withdrawing from the length just as fast before moving onto Johnny, doing the exact same thing to him and driving them both into their frustrations. She would hastily withdraw from one length to the other often without warning, causing the boys to desperately claw for her attention while she sucked the other's dick. But, despite enjoying how easily the two men bet to her will, Rin too had needs of her own.

"You guys," she moaned, pulling away from Johnny's dick after her fifth bob against his cock, her spit dripping down the corners of her mouth as she tried to communicate her needs amongst her heat. "I'm so fucking horny right now," she whined, knowing exactly what it took to rile Johnny up (and hoping it would do the same to his cognitive twin). "I need your dicks in my holes - not just in my mouth." This time it was the real Johnny wh was quick in getting her attention. He pulled her up, kissing her face before Rin had the opportunity to react, threading his tongue against her as he fingered the crotch of her suit. "Fuck me, Joker," he begged her, taking off her mask and allowing the blue lames to dissipate from his digits.

"Hmmm, maybe, Superstar," Rin winked, before allowing her wanton moan to escape from her lips as she felt Johnny's fingers against her aching clit. Even she knew how wet she was, the boldness and openness of her wanting to fuck both versions of the same man had finally caught up to her. Now she was at the mercy of her own, raging desires, too horny to care about anything but her need for his cock between her strong legs. Another kiss against his lips, Rin readily threw herself into the chaos, "Maybe you can show your twin here how to please me - I think he can learn a lot from you."

The cognition's eyes widened when Johnny shoved the flimsy piece of fabric that hid her crotch, only for Johnny to then slam his cock deep into hole in equal enthusiasm.

"You're so bold today, leader," Johnny growled delightfully, watching as Rin's confident facade melt with each stroke of his hips, her charcoal eyes wide with shock and pleasure as her weight continued to fall upon his dick. With strong hands he held Rin up just enough for her to stand up on her two feet, the sound of her heeled boots scraping the floor as she tried to find her balance admits the chaos only excited more. "You're so fucking tight, Rin-Rin," Johnny laughed cockily, only for Rin to choke out another groan of pleasure as he continued to fuck her raw. "You're such a good girl for me, aren't you doll?" he purred, only to feel her walls clamp harder around his cock. "Fuck - didn't know you had a praise kink, Joker," he moaned, fucking her even harder to compensate for the tightness, "Wait until the other's hear about this!"

"How about I help things along?" the cognitive Johnny purred behind Rin, his hands reaching to card against the buttons of her waistcoat, and before Rin had the mind to protest his actions her large tits were already free of their tight prison. The two, delightful sacks of flesh spilled out and sagged against Rin's chest, freely bouncing in the air with each thrust of Johnny's hips into her pussy, a sight no hot-blooded man would resist. Without much warning Johnny came straight into her pussy, his brown eyes wide and completely fixated on the sight of Rin's exposed breasts, her nipples pink and erect as if begging for him to wrap his lips around the pale nubs. "Fuck, now that's a nice pair of tits," the cognition whistled, his eyes also twinkling with greed as he moved to caress them from behind. "So soft too. Fuck, I can't help it - let me fuck you too, I'll promise I'll make it worthwhile."

"I-" Rin choked in her heat and confusion, still truing to climb high from the sudden heat that entered her pussy from Johnny's hot cumshot. But before she could express herself the cognition poked and prodded her puckered back entrance, Rin groaning from the stretch felt by his tip forcing her apart like that. Rin thought she would break, until suddenly a sudden gush of wetness filled the walls of her ass, easing the cognition to insert himself inside her without much pain. Only the breathlessness of being filled by such a large cock stole her gasps as he wasted little time in fucking her hole, "You feel so big inside my ass!" Rin squealed in her panic, her brain struggling to comprehend the intense pressure that was suddenly pushed upon her. "Holy fuck- Johnny I- you're breaking my ass!"

But the cognition wouldn't let up; not that Rin wanted him to stop despite her flailing between the two Johnnys, her toes curling against the soles of her boots in tight knots as she continued to be assaulted from the back. Unlike the soft pats of Johnny's hips thrusting against hers, the harsh claps of the cognition's hips crashing against her ass cloyed and echoed within her ears, sending Rin into a further spiral as she continued to endure the intensity of his dick rearranging her insides without a care in the world.

Rin looked for Johnny to help her with her predicament; but he was too busy admiring her large, soft tits, his fingers sinking into the silky fat before he brought one up to his mouth. Rin could feel his dick harden once more inside her tight walls, groaning at how readily he throbbed between her legs despite cumming just moments ago. It was strange, pure bliss; to be sandwiched by her crush, jealously fought over like a doll while she stayed there, hopeless and stuffed with cock. It was a wild fantasy come true, and a small part of Rin hoped that Oracle was at least witness to her undoing. "Taking both of our dicks at the same time? Damn, you're really something," the cognition purred in her ear before nipping her earlobe, Rin shivering against his hot breath as his strong arms snaked towards her hips, anchoring her further down onto his cock.

Rin felt as though she was about to break as both cocks rubbed against one another, both separated only by the muscle, fat and bone that made up Rin Amamiya. It was overwhelming, and Rin found herself completely suck in a pressure she was will equipped to handle, made only worse by how unapologetically amazing she felt as both Johnnys continued to gouge their dicks against her sensitive walls. She couldn't help it, finally coming undone with her own explosive orgasm, her eyes rolling back in total ecstasy as she twitched helplessly between them. It felt so good, it all felt so good, and nothing could stop her from shedding the frustrations and pressure that was building up inside her ever since she laid her eyes on him-

"Good girl. You're such a good fucking girl," her Johnny moaned, "Don't you think she's being a good girl, other me?" he asked, taking his lips away from her chest, only to brush his lips against her exposed neck.

"Fuck. She is," the cognition moaned, "Why don't we keep treating our good girl with the love she deserves, huh?"

"I like what you're thinking," Johnny replied. "How's about it, Joker? Are you good for another few rounds?"

"Yes," Rin begged, "Ruin my holes, please. Fuck me stupid with both your dicks, I can't get enough of it," she pleaded to them.

Happily the Johnnys obeyed her command, rutting their dicks inside her spread holes they fucked her with supreme delight, overwhelming Rin with the fullness of their cocks inside her tiny body. Rin enjoyed it all; each time she felt their dicks rub against one another inside her she felt herself slipping into madness, her holes leaking uncontrollably each time she orgasmed as the Johnnys continued to use her with wild abandon.

"Hey Joker, you okay? You and Superstar have been gone for a long time."

"Yeah, yeah," Rin sighed, staggering into the cognitive safe room with the teammate in question trudging behind her. She collapsed into one of the numerous steel chairs that littered the room, "Just. Give me a minute. Then we can continue our exploration."

The other Phantom Thieves merely looked at one another, keenly aware of the trail of slick that lead to their leader's crotch, not to mention the smug, satisfied smile on Johnny's face. "Um...may I ask what happened?" Ann piqued up, only for Johnny's smile to grow wider on his lips.

"Got some help in securing a path to the treasure room," he declared proudly. "It was my idea, of course. But Joker was there to help me, isn't that right baby?"

Rin merely responded merely responded with her rolling her eyes behind her mask.