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infernalbliss · 2 years

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Doctor's Appointment

Il Dottore x Top Male Reader

“Even a doctor needs to be taken care of every now and then, especially with a workaholic like Dottore. Thankfully, you know just how to help him.”

CW: Harbringer!Reader, Dubious Consent, Dottore has a pussy, Oral Sex, Overstimulation, Marking, Unsafe Sex, Implied Pain Kink

"What the hell? That damn doctor's been so grouchy lately..." You heard Tartaglia grumble as he walked down the halls side-by-side to the woman he hates the most in the world, who surprisingly nods in agreement.

"He's been rather distasteful, I could barely refrain from backhanding that horrid mask of his..." She scowled.

Your voice quipped into their little conversation, "Hey now, the mask isn't that bad."

Childe lights up when he sees you, his disgustingly fake childish grin flashing as he waves his hands merrily. "Oh, (Y/N), hey! Catch the latest hottest gossip; Dottore tried to kill me."

You stared blankly at him. "So what's new?"

Tartaglia squawked in offense. "Not even an ounce of pity or concern?! You wound me, (Y/N), I assumed that the two of us are good friends! It seemed that I was sorely mistaken."

"We're friends when it conveniences me."

"Rude! Same, but rude!"

Your two fellow harbringers watched as you walked past them with an air of superiority - causing Signora to scoff - towards the direction they came from; Il Dottore's lab of manmade nightmares, filled with gruesome human experiments and nauseating bodily modifications. Your favorite place, really.

"Where're you going?" Tartaglia quirked a brow, his confusion growing when you turned to shoot him a smirk.

"Helping you sorry lot with your silly problems. So long, dumbass twins."

❧

"The hell do you want?"

The doctor grumbled the moment you stepped foot into his little land of odd wonders, as if he sensed your presence despite your careful attempts at being quiet. He was sitting on a chair right by a metal table, where a broken ruin guard laid unmoving. The poor scientist evidently grouchier than usual as he tinkered with his favorite toys, the sounds of metal scraping against each other filling the air of silence.

"Coming to check up on my favorite fellow harbringer." You crossed your arms, grinning playfully. "Only to find a grouchy little kitten."

His sharp growl of annoyance piqued your interest. "Hardy har har, hilarious. Get out before I kill you."

"Huh, they're right. You are grouchier than usual."

"Pray tell, do you have a problem with that?" He snapped, turning to you with a snarl. "Get out of my sight if you have nothing better to say."

Your eyes "Oh no, I have something better to suggest; let me help you."

His deadpan look suggested that he assumed you were fucking with him, so you waved your hands in reassurance. "Hear me out, doc. You've been working all week, and I've been on my ass with nothing to do for a while. Why don't I keep myself busy by... helping you relax?"

Dottore scoffs, "By what, giving me a good massage? Piss off, shithead."

You shrugged, "I guess it's kind of a massage."

His crimson eyes followed you warily as you idly approached his form, each steps oozing with confidence and fearlessness as if Dottore couldn't grab a scalpel and fling it to your throat. But you know he wouldn't, because you could tell from the light glint in the eyes peeking through the holes of his mask; he's interested.

Eventually, your tall form loomed over his sitting figure, casting an intimidating shadow over him before you suddenly lowered yourself to your knees.

The doctor scowled, but never tried to stop you. "What do you think you're doing?"

Your eyes remained on the spot between his legs as you spoke, "What I promised."

Your fingers fumbled slightly as you unclasped the button of his pants, before you slowly pulled the zipper down to reveal his adorable little underwear. With his slacks now loosened, you rolled them off his hips until they fell to his ankles, and he swiftly kicked them off to be strewn uselessly on the floor.

You thumbed against his clothed clit, and he throws his head with a light groan.

"Fuck..." He moans into his gloved hand, his thin body shuddering with each push and role of your thumb, jolting with every added pleasure. You teased him like the bastard you are, forcing out choked sounds from the prideful doctor.

"Stop playing around and get on with it..." His deep voice growled, glaring down at you with a scowl, his face flushed from underneath his mask. Who are you to deny the doctor's orders?

With one tug of your strong hands, his panties ripped apart in one swift motion, reduced to pitiful tatters. Dottore grieved the loss of his underwear, but said nothing to scold you.

His cunt was all wet and puffy from arousal, the little clit glowing red from when you played with it. His slickly hole gaped every now and then like a hungry creature, begging to be filled and fed to the brim. Natural slick trailed down to the crevice of his ass, pooling on the metal chair he rested upon. You took the time to admire such a lovely sight, riling up your appetite further.

Dottore grumbled impatiently, "Are you done leering at it? Either you eat me out or- AH—!"

He sharply gasped as your warm mouth enveloped his leaking pussy, tongue immediately running through his sensitive folds as you scooped up as much of his essence as possible. You groaned into his pussy, finding yourself growing hard by just how unbelievably sweet he tasted. Craving more of it, your tongue smothered his wet hole until more of his slick gushed out.

Dottore squirmed with each flick of your tongue, loudly gasping and moaning from the waves of pleasure your mouth forced through him. He could barely contain a scream as you nibbled and lapped your tongue against his hardened clit, gripping your hair for dear life.

"Oh- Oh Archons—!" He mewled, his slender back arching marvelously as your tongue slithered through his pussy, prodding around his sensitive walls until he's sobbing in delight. "Nha—ah..! Don't stop, don't you dare stop!"

Through his brash form of encouragement, your tongue picked up the speed and fucked through his quivering folds until he's sent howling, his unrestrained voice echoing through the laboratory. The wanton cries pouring out through his lips filled you with the desire to destroy him further.

"Ah! Hahh! Fuck—!" He cried out, strangled whines filled with ecstasy.

With one audible slurp, the doctor came with a piercing howl, his hips jumping into the air as he squirted out into your awaiting mouth. His thighs trembled pitifully in your grip as you sucked and lapped against every bit of his cum, wanting to swallow as much as possible. Every little flick of your tongue had him jolting from sensitivity, his long fingers curling into your hair.

Eventually, you released him with an audible pop, a string of saliva and slick connecting your lips to his pussy before breaking off completely. Your eyes hungrily gazed down upon his red, puffy cunt, still quivering pitifully from your abuse.

You're still painfully hard, and that just won't do.

Dottore - still debauched - eyes you in confusion as you rised from your kneeling position, looming over him once more. Your eyes glinted dangerously as you peered down at the shaking doctor, and for once in his life, Dottore felt fear take over his being.

His breathing quickened as he watches you unbuckle your pants, anxious yet excited for what's to come.

"W-wait..." He uselessly protested as you lifted him up from the chair he sat, only to plop your own ass comfortably on his seat. With strong hands, you kept the doctor elevated by his hips above your raging erection, the tip of your leaking cock barely kissing his wet folds. His pouring slick dripped and trailed down the bulging veins of your dick, providing just enough lubrication.

His fingers dug into your shoulders as you grinned at him.

In one swift motion, you pushed him down and speared your entire length and girth through his tight walls.

You wondered if the other harbringers heard his whorish wails.

You wasted no time with pathetic foreplay. In an instant, you used your strength to force Dottore's hips up and down your cock, treating his slender body as your own personal fleshlight. His moans and squeals bounced along his motion, the sounds a slut like him would make once he's fucked into oblivion. Your rough handling of his frail body was sure to left bruises all over his pale skin, especially with the death grip you had on his narrow hips. And from the way he mewls everytime your clutch tightens, you know he loves it.

"A-Ah, hahh—!" He moans, back arching like a bridge everytime your cock stretches him beyond what he thought was possible. The sounds of sweaty skin slapping against each other joined his chorus of passionate squeals, producing sweet music to your ears.

You weren't doing any better, either. His walls were smooth and tight, enveloping the shape of your cock almost perfectly, leaving no room for air and making sure you feel pleasure on every inch of your dick. You groaned everytime the shape of his ass slotted with your hips, squeezing your entire cock like a vice before being pulled off once more. His cunt threatened to squeeze every bit of cum out of you until there's nothing left, and you weren't opposed to the idea one bit.

"Look at you, doc..." Your teasing grin stretched from ear to ear as you peered up at him, taking in the sight of the trail of tears peeking from the exposed part of his face. "Such a needy whore for me, such a good little slut..! Your cunt feels better than anything Celestia could promise, I could fuck you for ages!"

"Oh will you—Anh, fuck! W-Will you quit it with your r-ridiculous words?!" He growled with naked irritation. You could barely make out the words he spat from the furious way he bounced, so you took pity and ceased for a while. His aggravation was as clear as day from the way his crimson eyes glared daggers into you.

"Don't be daft with such needless conversation." He scoffed, "Busy your mouth with whatever else!"

A smile slowly crept up on your face. "With pleasure."

You could feel him jolt when your lips connected against the pale skin of his neck, followed by a groan as you began to smother his skin with sucks, licks and harsh bites that broke through the thin layer, drawing blood. With your tongue, you lapped against the newly made wound and smeared the blood all over his neck, shoulders and chest, connecting the dots of bruises and hickeys. He was akin to a blank canvas, and you were set on being the artist.

"Ah—Archons..!" He moaned in delight at the stinging sensation that spread through his shoulders as you marked and fucked him, gasping everytime your roaming hands rolled his hardened nipples through the fabric of his clothes. It was only a matter of time before you eventually ripped his shirt apart, but the doctor found that he didn't care.

The moment his chest was bare and free, your mouth found it's way to his perky buds and immediately sucked like a starving child, eagerly taking in the sweet, vulgar noises that escaped Dottore's lips.

You clamped your teeth around the abused nub and bit, and his scream of bliss echoed through Teyvat.

"(Y/N)..!!"

Ah, your ego's never been so inflated before.

The way Dottore cried out your name switched a flip within you, and in a matter of seconds, your hands held Dottore's lithe body in place as you rutted into his cunt like a beast. He squeals in delight everytime the tip of your cock kisses the mouth of his womb, threatening to breach through and ruin his insides beyond repair.

"Ah—Hahh! Fuck- fuck me! Fuck me faster!" Dottore sharply gasped, pure ecstasy filling him from head to toe from the brutal way you fucked into him. "Yes, yes, yes— GODS, YES!! Right there, right there—Ahh!!"

You bit your tongue to contain any dirty talk that could anger him, but you couldn't contain the pleased grin that stretched through your face. You did that; your cock ruined and shattered every bit of pride he had in him left, letting free the whore in him that you knew was in there all along. His moans, his cries, his screams - it's all on you.

Before he knew it, he was squirting all over your cock again, making an even bigger mess than the last. But it's nothing compared to what was about to happen.

You came with a howl, filling the doctor up to the brim with your warm seed.

Dottore's red eyes rolled back into his head as he felt your cum shoot straight into him, filling him up until he was reduced to whimpers. Archons, he didn't know being cummed in would feel so good...

The two of you took a few moments to come down from your high, panting heavily with Dottore still around your softening cock.

Then, the doctor lifts his head up and shoots yet another glare. Uh oh, did you do something wrong?

"You ruined my pants."

Oh.

❧

The next day, the doctor was notably far more tolerable than before, sparing a few pestering soldiers from a wrathful death... a few of them, at least.

Tartaglia turns to you as your meeting for the week wrapped up, and Dottore strolled out with a surprisingly merry goodbye to continue his inhumane experiments.

"You really did fix our problems, huh?" He gaped with wonder as you smirked.

Both Signora and Scaramouche nodded in agreement, although the tiny balladeer was notably more confused.

"I don't know what you did," Scaramouche squinted, "and I don't think I want to know, but you've managed to get a doctor's nasty temper off of our backs. You deserve a thank you, at the very least."

"I'm a man of my words." You smugly huffed, your arms crossed. Scaramouche rolled his eyes in light amusement while Signora scoffed.

Tartaglia was eerily quiet.

You quirked a brow, "What?"

"You fucked him, didn't you?"

It was safe to say, the meeting ended chaotically.

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infernalbliss · 2 years

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Biting More Than You Can Chew

Kaeya Alberich x Top Male Reader

“Sir Kaeya is known for his habit of taking risks. But perhaps, the bold and suave cavalry captain should learn a bit of caution.”

CW: Rape/Non-Con, No Prep, Spit as Lube, Degradation, Humiliation, Bleeding, Begging, Dacryphilia, Mentioned Stalking, Mentioned Obsession

The entire thing was supposed to go smoothly. Flawlessly. As it had always been, especially with the help of his good looks and charming tongue.

Cavalry captain Kaeya Alberich was only letting his ear loose when he caught whispered words of a suspicious man lurking through the streets when the day's late, a cloak over his head and a rusty kamera in his gloved hands. He'd linger near the Knights of Favonius' headquarters, pacing on his feet as he went into hiding behind whatever large item he could find. Suspicious and worrisome activity indeed, he decided.

It could be hardcore fan who's just a bit too interested in one of the knights or someone who works in the headquarters. Definitely a higher level compared to the woman who's constantly thinking about his brother and nothing else, and that's saying a lot.

But as those words began to spread like a plague, reaching the ears of the other knights, Kaeya could sense the anxiety that began festering through the Ordo Favonius. Who wouldn't be, knowing that they might be the target of such a disgusting act unknowingly? He'd notice the way they've heightened their guards up at all times (which is good, but takes a toll on their mental health). Poor little Amber would glance around queasily, Lisa almost never left the library and even strong, unyielding Jean Gunnhildr could be seen on edge.

Now, this absolutely won't do. And as the kind and generous friend he is, how could he not extend his aid and provide them more safety? He'll catch this disgusting bastard, and no longer will they be glancing behind their backs every second of the day.

❧

It was late when Kaeya began his little plans. He noted down the pattern of this person's movements through what's been whispered and shared, as well as their general appearance - or at least from what they could see.

They're always seen in a dark green, dusty and tattered cloak that reaches their ankles, and their hands are covered in dark leather gloves. And they always, always have a kamera on them. Marjorie had told him that she would sometimes see them prowl around near the lower parts of the city, where not much people would crowd in. With a smile, he thanked her. Kaeya knew where to find this man now.

But maybe, just maybe... Kaeya should've practiced some more caution.

He stumbled upon that man, in all his cloaked glory, just as he took the last steps down the stairs. There, he froze as if he was caught red-handed - which he really was - and Kaeya could see the way his eyes and his kamera glinted from the minimal light the moon provided.

"Oh, would you look at that?" He crooned, grinning at the creep before him. "Right into the lion's den, I presume. Your days of stalking down our poor knights are over, I'm afraid."

He spoke of nothing in return. Kaeya sighs.

"Listen, I really want to turn you in right now, but Jean won't be too happy to know I decided to grab some guy without proof. I mean, anyone could be some random suspiciously cloaked weirdo at night, holding a kamera that's seen better days." He said, gesturing to the poor machine in the man's hands. "I'd suggest you show me what exactly you've been doing. If it's innocent, I'll release you. If it's fucked, you're fucked, get that?"

The silence that followed stretched for a moment or two, and Kaeya was prepared to resort to extreme measures, until the man sighed and turned.

"...Fine."

The captain blinked, before his lips curled into an amused grin. "A fine choice, I'd say. Lead the way, handsome."

And oh, did he lead the way.

❧

You couldn't believe your eyes when he stood before you at the dead of night, soaked in moonlight like the ethereal being he is. The moment he walked down those steps, halting right in front of you, you could feel the tent forming underneath your pants.

The beautiful cavalry captain was searching out for you, apparently, without a single suspicion that he was the one you wanted. He was the one your prowled around at night like a hungry wolf for. He was the one you desired.

“Right into the lion's den, I presume.”

And oh, was he absolutely correct.

You lead him through the gates that night, and Kaeya waved away any questions the guards have to ask. His charming smile was enough to reassure them, and more than enough to have your desires stirred up even more.

The walk was long and strenuous, and Kaeya whistled to fill the silence.

"So we're travelling now, huh? How thrilling."

So thrilling, especially for you. Because he was right there, right within your grasp. One reach of your arms, and he'll be all yours.

And how could you possibly pass that chance up?

Kaeya, ever the sharp-eyed knight, dodged the moment he saw the glint of a dagger in your hands that was sent flying towards him. But only then did it dawn upon him that you were aiming for his vision instead of his flesh, and the moment you speared the chain that kept it dangling, it was already too late. The vision stuck to the dagger, being sent flying away and rendered unusable to it's weilder.

Kaeya turned to find you lunging towards him.

The sounds of bodies hitting the earth echoed through the night sky as you tackled the captain to the ground, grabbing his wrists the moment your hands reached his skin and pinning him down to the grass. Your surprising strength held him down, and Kaeya found himself struggling fruitlessly.

He tried maintaining a calm appearance, but the way you leered down at him was nothing but calming.

“Hey, now.” He dryly chuckled, feeling his first cold sweat trail down. "Take me out to dinner first, would y—"

Lips crashed into his own before he could finish his sentence. His eyes widened before repulsion filled him from head to toe, and he struggled to turn and break away from your lips. Your little kiss seperated with a gasp for air from the captain, and you licking off his saliva from your lips.

"What the hell?!" He snapped, glaring daggers at you. "Which archon gave you the rights to do that?!"

"I don't need the archons." You spoke, your voice low and gravelly. Kaeya gulped at the way your cold eyes trailed down his body, lightly shifting in unease. "I only need you, my dear Kaeya."

He squinted at you like you're a riddle no man has ever solved, and slowly shook his head in disgust. "You're insane..." He grimaced.

"And you, Kaeya Alberich, are an absolutely foolish man." You grinned mockingly down at him. "Willingly seeking out the 'creep' that's been wanting you for ages. Years of endlessly craving for the touch of your skin, to hear your voice reserved all for me, and finally... finally... You're here, right where I want you to be. After all, as stupid as you can be, there's no denying that you are a vision by itself. Blessed by the Archons, falling from Celestia itself..."

You could see the way Kaeya's face shifted into absolute horror and disgust by the truths you unveiled and the way you spoke of him. His tanned face paled the moment he felt his arms shift as you used one strong hand to hold down both wrists, and the other one began trailing down his defined curves.

"Fuck..." He hissed, buckling wildly to free himself but to no avail. He grunted at the futility of his attempts and began panicking. "Get off of me, you bastard!"

His words went into one ear and out through the other, apparently. You ignored his growls and pressed a nail through those slutty tight pants he walked around in on the daily until it bursted through. You tugged onto that hole and tore apart a large hole, exposing the beautiful skin of his groin.

"So, so beautiful..." You mumbled, paying no mind to Kaeya's fearful protests and only focusing on further exposing the beauty between his legs until it was bare all for you.

My, such tight underwear he wore. Much easier for you to simply rip off of him, forcing a horrified yelp out of the poor captain.

"Don't-" he gritted his teeth, "don't you dare!"

Before he could react, you twisted his entire body around with impressive strength until he faced the earth. Kaeya struggled to wriggle out as you slowly crawled lower, your hands pinning down his tiny waist until your chest laid between his thighs. His ass was all bare and exposed for you, and you salivated at the tight hole hiding in between.

Kaeya gasped when he felt something wet trail up the crevice of his ass.

"Get off of me!" He immediately shrieked, trying to kick you away but you kept a firm grip on his thighs. He could do nothing but twist around in vain, his nails digging into the earth as he tried to pull himself away from you.

A small whimper escaped his lips as your tongue prodded through his little virgin cunt.

"N-Ngh..!" He whined, pressing his forehead into the grass as he felt the humiliation bubble within him. His hips buckled from the sudden odd yet overwhelming feeling, and you grinned against his plush asscheeks.

"It seems that the poor cavalry captain enjoys this..." You teased.

"SHUT UP!" He barked. "Get off, asshat! I swear to the seven, I'm gonna fucking kill you! I'm gonna—AH!"

He felt a sudden sting as something longer and bigger forced it's way through his hole, digging deep despite the dry friction that made it so much more difficult. And it hurts.

You pressed your middle finger deep into the writhing captain, crawling deep into his unexplored walls and feeling yourself swell up in bliss. Because this was Kaeya Alberich's ass you were fingering! Your dick was growing so hard at this point that it's starting to hurt.

"Shit— Stop it!" He cried out, hips attempting to buck away as he hissed from the burning stretch. He didn't think it'd hurt this bad. "Are you deaf?! I said STOP!!"

He shouldn't be surprised when you only went further, and then your fingers curled.

The sudden wave of pleasure coursed through Kaeya's lithe body, and he choked on a moan. What was that? What did you do? And why did it feel... Good?

You chuckled darkly, prodding against that one spot and forcing out broken moans from the captain. "Looks like I've hit the bullseye." You grinned. "It feels so good, doesn't it? Admit it, Alberich. You love it, and you want more."

"FUCK YOU!!" He shrieked, beyond ashamed and humiliated by how your words stirred up his composure, and how some of them were true. It felt good, but he didn't want anymore of it. Because it hurt like a bitch, and he just didn't want you doing this to him in general.

"No, Kaeya." You grinned, chuckling jeeringly. "I'm gonna fuck you."

Kaeya blanches.

"No." He breathed out, vigorously shaking his head as you stood up and pressed a boot firmly against the small of his back, keeping him in place. "No, No, NO! Get off of me you- you sick MANIAC!!"

Kaeya writhed wildly when he heard buckling coming from behind him, unable to escape from the pressure of your weight holding him down. He could feel the first sob beginning to break through, but through some ridiculous pride, he managed to keep it in... For now.

Eventually, your hands returned and groped the soft flesh of his ass, spreading them apart to reveal his hole, glistening from your saliva. Your thumbs pressed through the still tight cunt and they spread the puffy rim, all while your eyes remained fixated on the sight you've been dreaming about for years.

Kaeya began breaking when he felt the head of your cock press against him.

"NO!" He struggled, pathetically twisting and turning like a caught prey desperate for it's unreachable freedom. It amused you, the way he thought he could get away with this.

"HELP! Somebody, help me!" He cried out, feeling his eyes prickle with tears before a choked sound of pain escaped through his lips as you breached him.

He howled into the ground when he felt you press through his unprepared hole, your fat cock digging through the tight rim, forcing it to spread apart to accommodate your girth. It felt like being speared by hot iron; it fucking burns.

But to you, it felt like you've ascended to Celestia itself. You couldn't believe it, you thought you were in a blissful dream. Because here you are, Kaeya Alberich underneath you, taking in your cock even if unwillingly. It dawned upon you that this may be the only chance you'll ever get, so you'll savor every moment of it.

Kaeya was writhing and crying out the entire time as you took your sweet, agonizing time with pressing your cock into him. His sobs echoed through the night sky, pleading for mercy while desperately calling out for help. Luck was not on the captain's side tonight, as not even one patrolling guard could be seen anywhere.

"Stop! Stop, please!" He sobbed, voice hoarse and painful. "Agh! It hurts- fuck, it hurts!"

"Shh..." You whispered into his ear, sighing as your hips finally met his round ass. "You'll enjoy it soon, dear captain..."

And before he knew it, you grabbed his hips, pulled out and slammed back into him. His back arched beautifully as he screamed into the air, pain filling his entire being.

"Archons, you feel so good..!" You gasped, relishing in the way Kaeya squeezed so perfectly around your cock, his walls moulding perfectly around the intricate shape of your dick. "You feel amazing, Sir Kaeya! I'm gonna fuck you so good, captain, I promise!"

"N-No—!" He couldn't even finish his sentence when you thrusted once more, sending jolts of agony through his trembling body. It hurt, it burned, it stung and it was nothing but pure torture for the young captain. His body rocked alongside each snap of your hips, paired with the pained yet pleasured sounds pouring out of his mouth, he was the picture of a dicked down slut itself.

The sight was utterly beautiful for you. Kaeya, underneath you - even if he was facing away - shuddering and moaning as he took in your cock like the good whore he is. And his cunt gave you pleasure beyond what a man should be worthy of receiving. You couldn't help but thrust into him like an unyielding piston, fucking him mercilessly, brutally, cruelly. It was suddenly so much easier to thrust, and you know well that Kaeya's skin had broke and bled. Perhaps it was his battered body's form of mercy, to provide lubrication even if it meant bleeding.

No matter, because you only grinned in delight. Kaeya's blood was on your skin, and you couldn't be more happier.

You fucked him raw and deep, your large cock drilling into his insides and threatening to break him. His legs trembled like a wilting flower, unable to hold himself up if not for the hands that kept his ass up. His hair was all over his face, and you couldn't catch a glimpse of his beauty as he took your dick.

You decided that you didn't like that.

In a swift motion, you turned him around so he's laying on his back. Steam blew out of your nose at the ravishing sight of Kaeya's red, tear-streaked face, eyes rolling back into his head as he pants heavily. His entire body was shaking like a leaf, he didn't even have the strength to stop your hands as you hikes his knees up to his chest. His flexibility impressed and aroused you, so you began fucking him once more.

"P-please..!" He whimpered, letting out a guttural moan as you fucked into his prostate. "Stop, stop it, please..! Hahh..! I-I can't— not anymore..! Let me g-go..!"

"How could I ever..?" You frowned, utterly repulsed by such an idea. How could you ever, when you finally had him in your grasp? Mercy, what a foolish idea. There was no need for mercy when desire had taken over, and your desire took over everything.

His slender, svelte body bounced as you pounded into him yet again, wanton moans escaping those plump lips that you couldn't help but devour them once more.

Kaeya weakly tried to push you off as your ravenous lips and tongue made a mess down his mouth. You tasted every bit of his wet cavern, the tip of your tongue trailing all over his cheeks and gums that he couldn't help but shudder at the tingling sensation. You could feel his salty tears even in his mouth, and just like every part of him, it was sweet and delicious.

You broke the kiss with an audible pop, and admired Kaeya's now red and glistening lips. Saliva trailed out of the corners of his mouth, dripping down to the ground as he panted once more.

A debauched whore, you thought.

Wanting to taste more, your pulled against the cleavage hole of his blouse until his choker ripped off, allowing you more access through his slutty shirt. His nipples were brown and perky, budding in sensitivity the moment your thumbs rolled them, that you couldn't help but salivate.

Your lips wrapped around those trembling buds and Kaeya whined loudly.

"N-No..!" He cried, weakly punching against your back. "Stop, please! Please!"

Oh, poor cavalry captain, begging so pathetically. He must be feeling so humiliated right now, having his body used up like an object, all at your brutal mercy.

You sucked on his nipples vigorously, tongue lapping and swirling around his nubs while you occasionally clamped your teeth around them. Kaeya howled from the assault of pleasure that broke his mind, arching his back while trying to twist away from your grip. Your hips never ceased thrusting, and the feeling of having both his prostate and nipples abused drove him wild.

And then you grabbed his hardened, leaking cock, and all hell broke loose.

White liquid splattered all over his stomach as he cums with a scream, his bucking up as he came all over your hand. You ceased all movement immediately by the pleasant surprise, and slowly pulled off of his chest as Kaeya began panting from his forcefully pulled orgasm.

His eyelids fluttered open to find you grinning down at him.

"See?" Your lips stretched from ear to ear, rows of teeth glinting menacingly as you brandished your cum-stained hands. "You loved it."

"No..." Kaeya slowly shook his head, dawning horror settling upon him but he was too exhausted to lash out. "I didn't, I—"

"You came, Kaeya." You chuckled, "It means you think it felt good. You think my cock felt good, you whore. You like being fucked. And I'll indulge you, my sweet captain, until you're begging for more."

Kaeya felt you grab his arms, a strong grip pulling them down towards you, and threw his head back with a choked moan as you thrusted in deep. It didn't take long before you were fucking his battered body once more, returning the sting that multiplied from the oversensitivity of cumming.

"A-Ah—!!" He gasped, turning his head away as he felt the unwanted pleasure return once more. Why didn't you stop? When will you stop? Will you ever stop? He didn't know, but he just wanted this entire thing to be over. Why won't the Archons help him? Barbatos, why won't you rescue him?

The way you held his arms down forced him to press his tits together, and with each thrust you could see the mounds of flesh bounce along in sync. It was beautiful, so utterly ethereal, and it'll remain in your memory for the rest of your life.

Kaeya didn't know how long you fucked him until he felt your warm seed shoot out right into him.

It revolted him.

You groaned as you finally came, and was filled with euphoria immediately after. You came while fucking Kaeya Alberich. You came inside of Kaeya Alberich.

You pulled out, agonizingly slow for the captain, and watched the way your cum dripped out of his trembling hole.

You felt yourself rise again. Kaeya cries when he felt your hands spread his legs once more, begging for the mercy you've never had in you.

The next day, the cavalry captain resigned for unknown reasons. Unknown to everyone but you.

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