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colossal-fallout · 3 years

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All I gotta say is: bodyguard! Porco who's gotta take care of some rich man's (legal age of course) daughter and pounding into her at night because she's such a brat 😩

Yes. All of the yes. Its a little different but hopefully you'll still like it ❤️ if not feel free to request again. I got resident evil 4 Ashley Graham vibes from her so I named her after the president's daughter lol

Warnings: 18+ smut

"Por----co!"

Galliard flinched at that all too familiar screeching; nails on a chalkboard peircing his ears as Ashley rounded the corner with her cheeks puffed out in annoyance.

"What?" He grumbled in response, his already short break ruined prematurely.

"I wanna go in now."

Porco lowered his sandwich with a sigh. "You can't go in without me. I'm not finis-"

"I said, now!"

Porco drops his small meal right there on the floor with an enraged snarl, not able to deny her request else he get his ass handed to him by her dad.

Ashley was 22 but by god did she act like a spoilt fucking brat. Guess he couldn't blame her really, when you're used to having anything and everything you wanted at the snap of a finger. He skulked behind her and her two friends as they walked towards the club, his hands in his pockets. He would almost feel sorry for her due to her lack of attention and love at home.

"Porco, you get our drinks."

Almost felt sorry for her.

An hour later, he was leaning against the barrier that was a few feet above the dancefloor where his client's precious angel was dancing with her pals. His cheek rested on his fist, eyes heavy and bored. He watched her sway to the music, the only elevation of the repentance of this job was Ashley was pretty easy on the eyes. But my god was she annoying.

His eyes flicker slightly when he notices two men who've appeared next to her, dancing along with her movements. Pretty harmless so far - they seemed to be keeping their distance.

"Bad client?" A low voice mutters as one of the bouncers stood next to him, draping his arms over the railing.

It was obvious, especially to anyone else in the business what Porco was - his white shirt and black tie hugging his large form tightly a dead give away.

A sigh leaves his lips but he doesn't remove his eyes from the dancing woman. "...You have no idea."

The bouncer chuckled. "Yeah I've had those jobs before. Just gotta keep thinking of the money."

"That's the only thing that keeps me going." Proco's tone was low and dragged out, practically whining with boredom. "She doesn't know but tonight's my last night watching her."

He tensed when he saw one of the men now placing his hand on Ashley's lower back, whispering in her ear. They began swaying together as he pressed against her his hands roaming.

"You're... Gorgeous." The man whispered in her ear, resulting in a pink flush across her cheeks.

His sneer quickly vanished when a large hand grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him back with ease.

"Come on, stud. That's close enough." Porco muttered.

"Porco! What are you doing?!" Ashley protested, grabbing the man's arm in an attempt to pull him back.

"You're not allowed to be -"

"I don't care! I'm not allowed to do anything! You always ruin my fun!" She screamed, stamping her foot before storming away.

Tossing the man to the side like an empty packet of chips, he pushed his way through the crowd in pursuit of her. If he lost sight of this lady, he's a goner.

God that screach! He thinks as he follows her outside. I'd love to shut her up by shoving my cock in that loud mouth.

He kept a safe distance from her fury as she made her way back to the hotel, storming into their shared room.

He was surprised to find her sitting on her bed, sobbing. Her tragic emeralds soaked wit tears as she dabs her cheeks adorably.

"Ashley?" He frowns.

He'd seen her lose her shit. He'd seen her boss people around. But he'd never witnessed her crying before.

"Oh, it's you. What a surprise." She whispers sarcastically, gazing down at the floor. "I know I'm difficult. But that's just... How I vent my frustrations I guess. I'm twenty two and can't do anything. I have no privacy. I want to have sex. And it's impossible. I'll always have some... Bodyguard casting a shadow over me."

Porco's mouth pulled into a frown. He didn't really know what to say. He was just doing his job. And he wasn't particularly fond of her so he was finding difficult to sympathise on a deep level. He felt some pity though, as she sniffled at the ground.

Her fingers curled into a fist as anger began to bubble up out from the sorrow. "I mean, I can't have anything I want! I want to be able to have boyfriends, I don't want that Mercedes, I asked my dad for a Porsche! But do I get that? No---! Is my dog a pedigree like I asked? Nope! And even then I -"

Her tear soaked eyes widened in surprise when Porco's fat cock shoved deep into her mouth, his large hands on her head, shoving it in deeper. She'd been so self absorbed in her shallow ranting she hadn't even noticed him pulling his hardening cock out from his trousers.

"Will you shut the fuck up?" He snarls, pushing himself further past her sweet lips and down her throat. "You're so fucking annoying." A deep groan passes his mouth at the feel of her tight throat. "If you want to ride a dick so bad, shut up and have mine."

Her eyes were still wide, but she wasn't pulling away. Her skin began to heat up as this large, well built and strong man began to thrust in and out of her mouth.

Porco let our a deep sigh and looked up at the ceiling, his Adams apple bobbing as he swallowed. "Ah... Just shut up. Fuck..."

"Porco..." She gasps as he pushes her thighs up to her chest and looking down at her bare slit.

His shaft vibrated deliciously as she moaned around him, her heart pounding the extra blood supply down to her already wet pussy. He pulls himself out with a pop, pushing her back harshly and pulling down her skirt and panties with one easy tug.

"Nice and pretty like I thought it'd be." He nods with an impressed frown.

"Are you really going to-"

"Do you want me to sort you out?" He glares.

She nods.

"Then the only words to leave that fuckin' mouth of yours is my name. Got it?"

She nods again, more eagerly.

Her back arches and she calls out loudly when he closes his mouth around her clit, sucking and tasting her, his warm tongue flicking over her frustrated nub.

"Ah~! Porco!" She cries out when he slides his two fingers into her coin slot, activating her loud whines.

"Porco! Oh my god!" She calls out, her grip clasping onto his hair as she rode the golden wave of ecstasy into the next world. Her juices flowed down his wrist as she spasmed and pulled, her cunt just as greedy as her personality. He wasn't going to let her calm down though. Was he fuck.

She fuckin tastes good too. He thinks as he works her, even her moans of pleasure were annoying. Overly loud and high pitched. He couldn't wait to ruin her, finish and never see her again. She begins to squirm around, her tight walls clenching around his fingers, her orgasm already threatening the boundaries of her reality.

Without letting her catch her breath he stood up and harshly pushed his fat head into her entrance, her overstimulated whimpered gasp satisfying him greatly.

Finally got her to shut up.

He kept her legs pressed to her chest rolling his hips deeply, his breathy pants quickly warming the air in the room. His balls slappes against her relentlessly as she stared up at the ceiling with her mouth wide open, totally silent, not able to move with the pleasures his large dick was pulsing into her.

His eyes flashed up at the clock on the bedstand.

23:52.

He pounded faster, her wetness splashing around her and across his stomach and balls, her nails digging into his forearms as she came again, her silent scream not audible in their dimension.

"Fuck." He hisses as her insides clamp down onto him, trying to milk him for all his worth.

"Urgh... Take my cock, you fuckin bitch." He barks, slapping his hand across her ass, hard leaving a red mark. "This is what your daddy should have done years ago, you brat." He snarls before giving another open palmed slap.

He pulls out, once again not even letting her recover as he rolled her onto all fours with ease, her legs trembling as he pushed the side of her face into the bed, re entering her with a gruff groan. She can't see. Her body is overloaded with sesntivity. She begins to drool a little into the sheets, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as shes pounded into oblivion.

"P-por... Porco... Ah... Haa..." She whispers not able to use her basic functions, his cock basically prodding at her vocal chords.

The bed creaks and slams against the wall as he goes even harder, her cunt sucking and spurting, flexing in delight as he hurtles her into another climax, her tongue falling out of her mouth with a satisfied smile not even able to cry out anymore as she cums.

She wasn't worthy of his seed. So a few moments later, he pulls out of her soppy slit and rolls her onto her back, tugging himself as steaming ropes of his thick cum splatter across her dazed face, covering her from chin up to her hair.

"Look at the state of you..." He sighs, catching his breath as he picks up her skirt from the floor, using it to clean his cock.

She lay there, legs splayed, covered in cum, her own drool and sweat.

"That was just a quickie too." He shakes his head, throwing her skirt down to her to clean herself up. But she doesn't.

"Porco..." She finally breathes, coming back to life as he tucks himself back in his trousers. "That was... Oh my god. Can we do that again? All night?"

His eyes go back to the clock.

00:03

"Sorry, princess. My shift is over. You're under someone else's watch from 8am too. Was nice working with - what am I saying? It was a fucking nightmare."

She sits up, her eyes wide. "W-what?"

"You heard me." He grabs his coat and heads for the door. "Take care of yourself, now."

"Porco. You can't do this!" She barks, trying to get to her feet but her legs were still too mangled from being absolutely railed. "Wait until my father hears about this!"

"Whatever." He rolls his eyes. "You can't have everything you want. I'm not a possession. And you're not having me."

"POR----CO!" She screams as he leaves, the door slamming behind him.

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mystic-mes-sin-ger · 6 years

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Raine and Zen and the No Good Very Bad Day

This is an SFW fic between Zen and @casualpastelgay as the other half of the fic trade between us. It features an OC named Raine having a very bad day, and Zen coming home to comfort them. There is nudity and copious amounts of making out and hickeys, but no sexy business. Also contains some teasing and use of the word “princess”. Zaine is canon :3c

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In the kitchen, you tried your best to keep the tears from pouring out as you washed the dishes. You only hoped Zen would be back soon from his rehearsal. Then again, you didn’t know if you actually wanted him to see your face. You knew he would get worried, and then you’d have to explain everything, but you just wanted to be alone right then. You were too tired to go on about the assholes at work who dropped dogs off when you were over capacity, the coworkers who once again left all the dirty poop water buckets for you to clean, and the ones who came in late so you weren’t able to take your break at all that day. You sighed, leaning against the sink. Wiping your eyes awkwardly on your sleeve, you placed the last of the plates into the dishwasher before washing your hands and wiping the small splashes of water off the counter.

You didn’t hear the door open over the sound of the sink, so when you felt a pair of arms wrap around you, you practically jumped five feet into the air.

“I’m home, princess,” Zen whispered into your ear.

“Zen!” you squeaked. Glancing at the clock over the stove, you realized he was home before he was supposed to be. “Why’re you home so early?”

“Hmmm, I felt a disturbance in the force. It seemed like you needed me,” he hummed, kissing you on the cheek. Turning you around, he kissed you gently before sweeping you up in his arms. You were so surprised, you couldn’t even protest as he carried you to your shared room.

You didn’t know how he knew, but you certainly didn’t mind the surprise despite your reluctance to let him see your crying face. You didn’t want to bother him either, since you knew how busy he was with rehearsals for his next big show. Zen didn’t seem to pay that any mind. You buried your face into his chest while Zen had the consideration to not ask until the two of you had crossed the threshold to your bedroom and he’d set you on the bed.

“Now, what’s wrong, Raine?” Zen asked, concern lacing is voice.

You looked up at him, calculating whether he’d take no for an answer and much to your dismay, his eyes held the determination you fell in love with. Damn it. You weren’t getting out of this.

Zen laced his arms around you, sitting you between his legs so you could lean your back against him. He buried his face in your neck, peppering it with small kisses while you hesitantly started to explain what had happened. He didn’t interrupt or offer any words to you while you spoke, he simply listened. Rubbing small circles on your hips with his thumbs, he tried his best to relax you with his presence.

As his body heat soaked into your back, you felt the tension in your shoulders start to loosen. Soon enough the words came pouring out of you. Zen tightened his arms around you when he heard your voice hitch as you kept talking about the shitty day you had. Pulling you into his lap he interrupted you with a kiss instead of words, since he knew words wouldn’t be helpful right then.

“Raine…” Zen whispered against your lips. “Raine, I love you and I hope you know that whatever happens during your day I’m always here to hold you at the end of it.”

You felt tears prick your eyes again. You wished that Zen’s arms could make the pain go away, but that wasn’t going to happen. You’d have to deal with this on your own, in your own time, but it sure as heck helped to have another warm body to distract from everything.

“Raine…” Zen trailed kisses from your neck, up to your jawline, across your cheek, and finally to your lips. His hand snaked up your back and into your hair, cradling your head gently as he softly, softly, traced your lips with his tongue, asking permission for entrance.

You granted it, and his tongue swept into your mouth, not dominating, but also not letting you escape. Winding your arms around him, you let yourself melt into him. Before you two went any further though, he reluctantly broke your kiss and stood up to strip off his jacket and shirt.

“Princess, why don’t we just go to sleep tonight? I’ll wake up extra early and make breakfast for you. Plus I have the day off so I can help with the rest of what you were going to do tonight.” As he stripped his pants and underwear off, he punctuated his sentences with tiny kisses, loathe to part from you longer than absolutely necessary.

You bit your lip. “That would be nice…”

“Then it’s settled. Come over here and get undressed already.” He beckoned to you, pulling you up when you hesitated to get off the bed.

He pulled slightly too hard, and overbalanced you so you fell conveniently in his arms. You looked up at his face, and the expression you saw there only furthered your suspicion that he did that on purpose.

You scowled at him and he did his best impression of a puppy who knew they weren’t supposed to rip up the toilet paper in the bathroom but did so anyway. You couldn’t stay mad at him for long when he looked at you with those eyes. The warm, hard planes of his chest also did a wonderful job of scrambling the rest of your brain so you soon forgot why exactly you were annoyed with him in the first place.

Giving you an impish grin once you succumbed to relaxing against his body, Zen started to peel your shirt up. Once it was about halfway up, you had to move away from Zen so he could finish taking it off. When he reached for your pants however, you stopped him.

“Zen, I...” You felt the blush flare across your cheeks. “I don’t think... I don’t think I want you to see me like this.”

“Why not? You’re my darling angel, my princess. I love to see you naked.” He paused as a wolfish grin overtook his face and he licked his lips. It dropped after a moment, but you still couldn’t meet his gaze. “I love the feel of your skin on mine.”

You buried your face in your hands. You really couldn’t look him in the face anymore.

“It’s too embarrassing,” you mumbled.

“Why? We’ve gone to sleep like this plenty of times before.” His voice softened once he saw you weren’t lifting your head. “Don’t worry, I won’t try to take it farther tonight. I think the both of us just need some cuddle time right now.”

Zen’s fingers traced along your cheekbone, tucking your hair behind your ear. His other hand went to your jaw so he could tilt it up, making you meet his eyes.

“Please?” One simple word from him combined with the utter care he took touching you was enough to make your reservations crumble.

You looked away again, but not until after you’d moved to take your pants off yourself. You were looking forward to snuggling together, and honestly didn’t want any clothes between the two of you, but you still didn’t want Zen staring. Zen reached for you once you were completely naked, taking your hand and encouraging you to climb onto his lap.

“Princess,” he urged. He wanted to soothe you, and the faster the better. He didn’t want you to be suffering anymore.

You didn’t stall this time, accepting your desire to be snuggled after going through so many emotions earlier. His lap was warm and inviting, and despite the lack of clothes, there wasn’t anything awkward or overtly sexual about it. The warmth of his skin soaked into your muscles, and the hard planes of his body were softened just enough that you could melt into him.

He wrapped his arms tightly around you and laid back, sprawling you across his chest. You felt him bury his face in your hair, inhaling deeply, and reached off to the side enough that you could grab the precariously balanced blanket and place it over the two of you. You made sure that your fan was turned on though, so you didn’t overheat from Zen’s body and the blanket, and snuggled further into his chest. You kissed along his shoulder until you reached his collarbone, sucking hard until you left a deep red mark. This wasn’t a sexual thing, just a way of showing him how much you cared for him, and he knew it. He stifled his moans, and dragged you up enough to kiss down your neck until he reached your pulse point, where he returned the favor. The feeling of his lips on your skin, his wet tongue sliding over the mark afterwards, left you somewhat heated, but more relaxed than anything.

Zen kissed it a few times before moving down further and giving you a matching mark on your own collarbone. “Princess,” he mumbled against your skin, “I love you. I love you so much I can’t even stand it.”

He broke away and looked up into your eyes. “I can’t stand to see you suffering, so please, please let me take away some of your pain.”

You closed your eyes, nuzzling into his hair. You didn’t want to keep thinking about what had happened today, and was grateful Zen was so adamant about helping. You acquiesced and he felt you nod against his head. Taking that as permission, he continued to pepper kisses down your chest, leaving a few hickeys here and there, always soothing them with his tongue. You had to keep yourself from crying out. Retracing his steps, Zen kissed back up to your jaw before recapturing your lips. Gently coaxing your mouth open with his tongue, he softly twined them together, just as he twined your legs together. Your arms wrapped around his neck as best as possible, tracing the muscles in his shoulders and upper back. You gently massaged some of the knots in his back. He sighed into the kiss.

“Thank you, my angel,” he said, kissing you one more time before holding you close to his chest and tucking your head underneath his chin. He circled his arms around your back and rubbed it, his body heat lingering where his touch had been. Your heart pounded harder, and the touch of his bare skin all along your body left you relaxed and feeling somewhat sleepy. You hadn’t felt warmer physically or emotionally in quite awhile.

“I love you, princess,” Zen said, his voice sounding slightly gravelly from sleepiness. He held you tighter to him.

“I love you too Zen…” you whispered, sleep catching up to you and leaving your vision fading away. The last thing you felt was Zen kissing your eyelids, nose, and then lips before you succumbed to sleep, still cradled on Zen’s broad chest. Zen looked down at your sleeping form and smiled before allowing sleep to claim him as well.

-Mod Aeryn

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