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Sub!top!Furina, bottom!reader, Furina is a pathetic whimperer in bed, canon i was the bottle of lube.

It’s too hands off for her liking — if she wanted to check in on her sinners then she would simply see them in person. Watching them through the cold lens of a camera felt invasive; Chief didn’t want to steal glances that weren’t offered to her. So, she relegates the task to the lower-level employees until an incident happens, and then she takes over for the next few hours once the incident had been resolved. 

It was Hella and Ninety-Nine who decided to stir up trouble tonight — the former more than the latter. Hella had decided to set off firecrackers in EMP's room, which set off the smoke alarms in their cell block. Chief doesn't know why she had to be called in to scold Hella over such a trivial prank, but she also reasons that Hella wouldn't listen to anyone but her. Hella's allowance was reduced by 20 DisCoins for her misbehavior.

Now it's 2 A.M., and she has observation duty. With a lingering migraine.

With the incident resolved for the night, the observation office, and the Bureau at large, is quiet. Slowly, Chief clicks through the cameras, most showing the empty hallways and the cell doors of sinners who had long since tucked themselves into bed. The static buzz of the CCTV in the dimly lit office lulls Chief into a sort of trance; she can feel her eyes growing heavy.

That is, until she switches the camera over from Christina’s cell to Chelsea’s. 

Countess Chelsea’s cell was larger than any other prisoner’s cell in the Bureau. She had enough money to bribe MBCC officials into tearing down the neighboring ten cells and combining them into one big cell for her. Chief didn’t mind the construction; one used to such a life of opulence would have a hard time adjusting to such a small sleeping area. And it wasn’t like the Bureau needed the extra cells, MBCC had plenty of space for new sinners. 

Chelsea’s happiness and comfort was much more important to Chief, anyways. 

But living in such a large cell meant that Chief hardly ever saw Chelsea on the outside observation cameras. It was usually Sitri who would lounge behind the barred entrance and swat her glassy paws through the bars at the guards making their rounds. 

Which is why it’s so odd to see Chelsea now, donned in chiffon robe, hair wet like she just left the showers. Chiffon was such a sheer material, but Chelsea makes it look effortlessly beautiful. Through the camera's eye, it's hard to tell if she's wearing anything underneath her robe, though.

Chief feels her neck grow hot as Chelsea’s eyes flick up to look at the camera. Chelsea grips the bars of her cell, pressing her face through the gaps between. Chief is hesitant to zoom in, not wanting to be caught leering at the Countess. She knows she should just change the channel, go check on someone else, but she can’t help but be transfixed by Chelsea’s intense gaze. 

Chief’s eyes wander down Chelsea's body, and she realizes that at some point Chelsea had undone the belt of her robe; Chief watches it as it slides down her shoulders. It wouldn’t hurt to zoom in a little, just to make sure Chelsea wasn’t up to something, right? Her job was to observe Chelsea, and she was doing just that, wasn’t she?

The hallway is so quiet at this hour, Chief knows Chelsea can hear the clicking of the shutter as the camera’s lens creeps closer to the Countess. Chelsea grins, slitted pupils narrowing like a predator. 

“Chief, are you watching me?” Chelsea whispers in a sweet voice, tucking her hands under her chest. Even in the low lighting, in the low resolution of the CCTV lens, Chief can see her rosy nipples through her thin, silky bralette she wore underneath. Chief feels her throat go dry. 

The shame of being caught only warms Chief's body more; she leans forward, and pushes the button to turn on the camera’s intercom. “Yes, yes. Sorry.”

“It’s alright.” Chelsea smiles, more coy this time. “I want you to keep watching.”

Chief swallows, thickly, and tries to say more, to stop Chelsea, but the words die on her tongue.

How did Chelsea know it would be her? Did Chelsea do this while the other guards were watching? Chief feels an uncomfortable pit form in her stomach when she thinks of that – Chelsea wasn’t hers, she knew that, but the quiet, jealous feeling was still there.

Chelsea calls Chief’s name again, and the jealous feeling tides down to embers. For it was Chief's name Chelsea was calling now, in that honey-sweet tone of hers. It makes her heart race wildly in her chest.

Getting so worked up over the slightest teasing from Chelsea... Perhaps this job has made her more pent up than she realized.

Through the screen, Chief watches raptly as Chelsea dips her finger underneath the straps of her top. She slowly slides it down her shoulders, letting it fall just below her breasts. Chelsea runs her thumb over a soft, pink nipple, eyes never leaving the lens of the camera. Chief's cheeks warm, squeezing her thighs together with want.

Chief can’t help but imagine how soft her skin is, how it would feel to lave her tongue down the hollow of her throat, to run her teeth along her collarbone. In her mind, Chief is the one ravishing Chelsea, Chief is the one drinking her in. Chief wanted to hear her name being called again and again from Chelsea's pretty lips.

But Chief knows Chelsea wouldn’t just submit to her. The hazy fantasies are just that, fantasies. Chelsea is the one slowly winding Chief up. Through the camera, Chief watches reverently as Chelsea sticks three manicured nails into her mouth, making a show of running her tongue around each digit, pulling them out and watching the saliva string from her bottom lip to the tip of her middle finger.

Such a show of indulgence; a show that pools deep in Chief's stomach. Her collar, which felt tight moments ago, now feels suffocating. She can't help but reach up and unbutton the top two buttons of her dress shirt. It does nothing to ease the ache, but at least she can breathe.

Chelsea tilts her head back, dragging her slick fingers down her chest, rubbing over her puffy nipples, tracing down the lithe muscle of her stomach. The nightgown falls to the floor, leaving her in only the top pooled at her waist and a matching pink pair of panties.

"Are you still watching?" She whispers, and Chief nods before realizing Chelsea can't see her.

"Yes." Chief answers back, mind too hazy with lust to care if any other sinners could hear. She can feel her wetness start to seep through her dress pants; Chief runs a hand over her clothed slit, to little relief.

"You're not touching yourself, are you?" Chelsea coos, fingers dancing along the waistband of her underwear. "I would hate for someone to catch the esteemed Chief of Minos in such a... compromising position." Chelsea puffs out her bottom lip, teasing. Chief wants nothing more than to bite it.

"No, no I'm not." Not a lie, she wasn't touching herself directly. Her hand remains in its place between her legs.

"Good girl, so well behaved." Chelsea's hand dips below, to where Chief can't see them in the camera's sights. Chief whines as she imagines Chelsea pushing a finger slowly inside herself; the slide would be so easy with how wet she imagines Chelsea is now. Would she take Chief's fingers as well as she took her own? "I think I'd like to see how needy I've made you in person though... Would you like that?"

Chief sighs, dreamily, gently rutting against the hand between her legs. "Please." Chelsea had wound her up so tight she fears she'd agree to anything she asked of her.

"Come here then." Chelsea beckons, stifling a gasp. Whatever she was doing to herself just out of the camera's sights, Chief wanted to watch in person. Wanted to taste in person.

SERPENT

The summer season was one of Serpent’s least favorite seasons while living in the Bureau. Usually because if she were back at home, she’d spend everyday just lounging around naked, due to the fact that she was cold blooded and absorbed the temperature of the environment around her. Unfortunately for her, the Bureau required Serpent to wear clothes 24/7 when around other Sinners, and poor Serpent was always at the boiling point whenever she kept her clothes strewn on. 

She’s protested against the clothes rule once before, but was quickly shut down by the Chief for her public indecency. Now that she was forced to keep her clothes on through the boiling months of summer, poor Serpent was currently dying while sitting in front of the AC to catch a break. 

“Mmmmmmpf tooo hottttt…” Serpent whined, her body sweating way too much thanks to the heat of the room. Her face was flushed and she was on the verge of tears with how grumpy and hot she was, wanting something to cool her down quick. 

“Serpent?” Her head turned around to see you peeking your head through the door. “Ah, little human! Hellooooo~!”

Though awfully sweaty, she flashed you a toothy smile and flicked her snake tongue out as a greeting. “What brings my little human to the screening room? Are you hot too?” 

“Yeah, most of the ACs around the Bureau are broken and are being fixed by Demolia or Eureka. This is the only room with somewhat decent air conditioning.” You smiled and held up two popsicles in your hand. “I brought popsicles from the kitchen.”

“Ooooooh.” Serpent perked up at that and held up her hands for one. “What flavor?” 

“Grape and strawberry.” 

“I’ll take grape.”

You tossed her the grape popsicle and opened yours with ease, sliding down to sit by Serpent near the air conditioner and dig into your icy treat. Serpent had already begun to munch on her grape popsicle while you did so, and she was perfectly content with this little snack, until she looked over to see you sucking on your own popsicle.

Sucking rather interestingly Serpent noted.

“Ah…” her cheeks flushed quietly at the sight of your lips pursing over the top of the popsicle and running your tongue across it. She knew you weren’t trying to be…suggestive in any way (she thought) but with the way your lips wrapped so perfectly around the head of the popsicle, she couldn’t help but let her innocent mind wander…

Would your lips wrap that perfectly around her two dicks? Serpent bit her lip at the thought. Would your pretty tongue lap over her tip so eagerly? Stroking and caressing over the head of her second cock, while beads of her precum spilled past the first tip and providing “flavor” to your eager tongue?

The snake woman gulped and shifted her gaze over to you again, breath hitching as she watched you unconsciously bob your head down to suck on the length of the popsicle a bit more. 

Oh…oh! Serpent felt all the blood rush to her face, as well as her two hemipenes down below, watching the way your head bobbed down with drops of popsicle juice dripping from the sides. She felt one of her cocks begin to twitch with arousal. Then the second. Then finally both cocks were stirring up with excitement at the thought of you going down at her. If she was hot then, then she was definitely hot now, as heat was pulsing through her veins with a need to see her pretty cocks stuffed down your throat (and other places). 

Her breath was heavy and laborious, imagining the sight of you down on her knees, smirking up at her while you pushed her dress up to tug at her panties with desire. She gulped when she pictured you slowly licking your hot tongue from the base to the shaft, before finally engulfing her entire tip into your mouth and fondling her second cock with your hand. Serpent groaned at the sight, and was about to picture you swallowing her whole when—

“Serpent? Serpent?!” 

Her eyes widened and she turned to look at you again, face flushing as she wondered if you could see her picturing you in so many lewd thoughts. Or even worse, could you see her erections? Was she having a prominent boner(s) right now?!

“I— I…uhm…” 

“Your popsicle is melting. It’s all over your hand.”

You sighed and grabbed a napkin to wipe the sticky mess off Serpent’s hand, chuckling a bit at how silly she was for letting her treat get messy like this. “You were daydreaming so much that it began making a mess on the floor. Glad to see none of it spilled on your dress, but what were you thinking about?”

“Ah…nothing! I have to go, sorry!” Serpent flashed you a nervous smile and quickly got up to leave the screening room. She felt bad for leaving you caught off guard, but she was in a rush to get to her cell room in order to see if anything “embarrassing” happened to her.

The moment she was safe and locked in the privacy of her own room, Serpent sighed and looked down to see the hem of her dress. Sure enough, two, prominent boners were standing tall and straining against the fabric of her underwear, causing Serpent to groan with how pent up and horny she was. “Ohhhhh whyyyyyy…” she whined, making her way to her bed to satisfy her cocks’ cravings. Today was going to be an even hotter day for her it seems…

COQUELIC

Coquelic had filed several complaints to the Chief of the MBCC throughout the early days of summer. When the majority of the ACs broke down in all the buildings, Coquelic was left lazing around in her room with Sumire or Garofano fanning her to keep her cool. Very spoiled was the Garden Master indeed, but without her trusty flower girls to dote on her every need, Coquelic would’ve melted like a puddle by now under the heat.

“Sumire, darling. Do put more wrist work in that fan, I’m starting to glisten.” 

Coquelic groans and runs a finger across her forehead, pouting at the way she felt the slightest bit of slick coat her skin. “I’m losing so much water…! My poor complexion…”

“Mentor, with all due respect, it is just a little bit of sweat.”

Poor Sumire was sweating a lot more than Coquelic was, due to the fact she was working to keep Coquelic happy, all the while having no AC or fanning herself. Though the Garden was full of assassins who could definitely handle hotter temperatures than this, it didn’t mean it was exactly “comfortable” for those having to sit around and just take in the scorching heat. At least with the missions the Garden girls had something to distract themselves with…

At the door to her room opening slightly, both Coquelic and Sumire turned to see you peeking in your head through the door. At the sight of your familiar face, Coquelic immediately perked up and sat up in her bed. “My flower! You’ve come to visit I see…” Coquelic chimed, a bright smile filling her once uncomfortable face. “Sumire, you are dismissed. And while you’re at it, get yourself something cold at the cafeteria. You look awfully red.”

Sumire sighed and bowed in respect, getting up from her position to walk past you and leave.  As she did so however, she flashed you a smile and mouthed the words “thank you” as if she were finally relieved to get a break from her mentor’s demands. 

When she finally left, Coquelic opened her arms for you to come join her in bed, eager to have someone like you keep her company on this hellish day. “My flower, what brings you here into my sanctuary? Are you here to spoil me again?” 

“You can say that. I brought some popsicles from the cafeteria kitchen, Kelvin is making them. Would you like some?”

“Oh? A cold, sweet treat for me? Give me a red one, it matches my lipstick.” 

You handed her the red, unknown flavor of popsicle and sat down besides Coquelic on her bed. The moment the cold treat graced the mentor’s lips, she let out a delighted sound of relief and began eating with vigor. “Mm, how perfect. That Kelvin girl sure is talented…” 

You chuckled and nodded, starting to suck on your own popsicle while staring off into space. You were content with just sitting there and soaking in the company of your beloved Coquelic, yet it seems with the way you were ravaging your popsicle, Coquelic had taken notice and began letting her eyes wander to your mouth…

With her own sugary treat halfway in her mouth, she let her red eyes fixate on the way you were sucking nonchalantly on your ice-cold popsicle. She knew you weren’t doing it on purpose, (at least, it seemed that way to her) but Coquelic couldn’t help but drag her own tongue across her lips with interest at how sensual your popsicle eating was…

You and Coquelic had a special relationship with each other. Not necessarily official lovers, but you’ve definitely explored each other’s bodies before several times. Her mind flashed back to memories of you towering over her in bed, hand fisting the base of her small, yet beautiful cock, with your face hovering over the hot head of her length. 

Her cheeks went pink at the memory. Recalling the way you shyly smoothed your tongue over her tip and inched your way further at a snail’s pace. You were so shy and meek back then, too scared to touch the Master of the Garden like this with your lips, before Coquelic had to take her own matters into her hands and shove you down further by forcing her hands down on your scalp. 

Coquelic drooled a bit inside her mouth when she recalled how you choked slightly even on her smaller size. You were so adorable with the way you looked up at her with lust, mouth bobbing up and down her short length and causing the master to buck her hips up into your throat. 

“Your tongue work is impressive as always.” Coquelic comments suddenly, smirking up at you with half lidded eyes. That caught you off guard and you nearly choked on your popsicle, blushing and turning to the Garden master. “C…Coquelic…”

“Oh, don’t stop now. Come on, give me a show.” Coquelic teased, eyes trailing down to the base of her practically lingerie attire. “I like it very much…”

Your eyes followed her gaze and your breath hitched at the sight. Through the thin, translucent fabric of her lace, a small bulge was prominent with bits of wetness staining the cloth. It occurred to you that Coquelic had been watching you this entire time letting her mind fill in the imagination of you sucking her cock rather than that popsicle… 

“When you’re finished with that, would you like to enjoy another kind of popsicle, my dear?” Coquelic teased, gesturing to the boner under her nightgown. 

“Ah, well…” your cheeks flushed but you couldn’t help but find the offer enticing. “Alright.” “Splendid!” Coquelic grinned and leaned back against her bed, continuing to eat her popsicle before fishing out her shaft to masturbate to the sight of you eating your treat. “Just take your time. I’m sure we’ll both enjoy the show…”

CABERNET

Cabernet was among the majority of the sinners who couldn’t handle the heatwave at the MBCC. For almost every meal, she’s requested a cold dish to combat the heat. Ice cream sundaes, cold soba noodles, fresh fruit sandwiches. Heck, Cabernet had even resorted to putting her precious grapes in the freezer of the MBCC’s cafeteria kitchen. The cold crunch of her beloved fruits being the only thing saving Cabernet from sweating her face off among the sea of sweaty sinners.

Usually the calm and composed food critic would be able to find an alternative food item to keep herself from dying of starvation (plus the heat), but on this particular day, it was just too hot that Cabernet couldn’t even find the appetite to eat something fresh. Every food presented to her was either too warm, or lacking in flavor from the frost. Poor Cabernet was just slouching over one of the cafeteria tables and trying to absorb the cold from the metal. It was a pitiful sight, and Kelvin began working on a solution to make the tastiest popsicle for Cabernet’s standards.

“Psst. Hey.” Kelvin flagged you over when you walked past the kitchen one morning. She had been busy preparing popsicles for the entire Bureau ever since the air conditioning in the building broke, so when you walked in, you could see an assortment of several different flavors, plus a batch of popsicles that definitely stood out from the bunch with how “fancy” it looked.

“Hey Kelvin, did you need something?” You tilted your head and looked down at her. 

“Yeah, can you do me a favor? I’ve been making popsicles for everyone at the Bureau, but Cabernet’s popsicles are a special case.” Kelvin laughed nervously and presented a tray of gourmet, special popsicles that had bits of magenta dragon fruit and unique coloration you had never seen before. “Can you give these to her? I feel bad that she’s suffering immensely through the heat wave.”

“Yeah, of course!” You smiled and took the tray from her hands. “Where is Cabernet currently?” 

“She’s lying on that table over there.” Kelvin pointed to a redhead slouching over a cold table in the corner, hair a mess as she pressed her face against the surface and looked to be in such a miserable state. You felt a pang of sympathy for the poor woman after seeing her all sweaty and messy from the heat of the Bureau, so you nodded quickly and began making your way over to her. “I’ll go deliver these to her, thanks.”

Approaching the hot redhead at her table, you set the tray down and Cabernet immediately perked up at the smell. “Oh, hello there,” Cabernet hummed, looking up at you and trying her best to smile despite suffering. “What did you bring me, dear?” 

“Kelvin made you some special popsicles with her own recipe. I’m not sure what’s in them, but they sure do look fancy.” 

“They do indeed…” Cabernet hums, glancing over at the magenta popsicles with interest. “Would you like to try one with me?” 

“Really?” Cabernet nods and generously hands you a dragon fruit popsicle. “I can’t finish this all. Please, try one with me.” She smiles and wipes a bit of sweat away from her brow before picking up her own popsicle. “Cheers, let’s enjoy this cold treat together.” 

She teasingly taps the tip of her own popsicle against yours, mocking a sort of champagne glass clink before slipping the popsicle in her mouth. “Mmmm…Kelvin certainly outdid herself this time. I can taste all the flavors of fruit she put in here, what do you think dear?”

“Mm, I’ve never tasted anything like this before…” you muttered with utter surprise, seemingly enjoying the strange new treat. “It’s refreshing and sweet, but not too sweet. I can even taste hints of citrus and lemon within the popsicle…” 

Cabernet’s eyes gleamed with amusement at your analysis. She chuckled before continuing to lick at her popsicle with refreshment. “I didn’t take you to be such the food critic, dear.” Cabernet teased, before a brief silence overcame the two of you, letting Cabernet’s eyes wander to your lips. 

Cabernet was one to notice people’s mouths often, yet this time she took interest in the way you savored the popsicle on your tongue. The way you hungrily slurped up and licked the droplets of juice dripping from the ice, tracing your tongue over each side and crevice while closing your eyes in pure bliss for how refreshing the popsicle was in the heat…

Cabernet licked her lips and let her eyes drown out in your enjoyment. A certain hunger filling the food critic as she imagined how you’d devour something else if you were that excited to eat something phallic shaped. 

Would you slurp up her cum like that if you were to suck her off? Would you make those breathtakingly delicious sounds like you were right now when she leaks too much and accidentally ejaculates a mouthful into your throat from how cute you were? Would the taste of Cabernet bring you bliss like this as you were right now? 

She was definitely a woman with a high libido and she made it clear. Swallowing the drool that was filling up her mouth and letting her thoughts run wild of you between her legs and getting cockdrunk off her taste and taste alone. Oh how she wishes she could see you enjoy how sweet she was, semen dribbling down your chin just like how the popsicle juices were currently making a mess on your face. 

“So messy, aren’t you?” Cabernet hums, taking her napkin and dotingly wiping the juice from your chin. “No need to be so ravenous, my dear. We have plenty of popsicles to devour.” 

She smiles and suddenly tilts your chin up with the edge of her fingers, eyes going half lidded with arousal before whispering in your ear. “Plenty of popsicles, and one you could savor forever.”

And judging from the small boner straining against Cabernet’s dress, you had a small idea of just what kind of popsicle Cabernet was referring to. It was one you would savor forever indeed…

ADELA

Because of how hot it had become in the Bureau, Adela began getting frequent customers, both staff and sinners alike, all asking for shorter and thinner haircuts to get just a bit more breeze on their skin while the ACs were all broken. 

Poor Adela had been stuck in her cell room snipping away hair for nearly everyone at the Bureau. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her job with a burning passion, but when almost all the ACs were broken and there wasn’t much ventilation circling through the walls (plus the added smell of hair chemicals and constant work from day to night), Adela was beginning to feel fatigued and had to take a small break in the screening room where there was one working AC in the whole building. 

She was covered in a thin layer of sweat as she took a sip from her ice cold water bottle to cool off. She was rethinking her working hours for the summer since she was getting more fatigued the further they went into summer, and was lost in thought until she heard the screening room door open. 

“Adela?”

“Oh, hello there sweetheart.” 

Adela flashed you a soft smile and immediately set down her water bottle. “What brings you to find me? Are you in need of a haircut? Everyone has been asking for one nowadays, it’s just too hot to function with long, thick hair…”

She chuckled and looked up at you, patting the spot beside her for you to sit down. “No, maybe next time.” You responded, smiling before sitting down next to her as she requested. “I came to give you something!”

“Oh?” Adela chuckles and tilts her head fondly. “You didn’t have to get me anything. Just your presence is enough for me.” 

“I know, but this time the gift is really worth it.” You smiled, holding up two popsicles in your hand. “The kitchen had been hard at work making popsicles for everybody, so I snatched two for us to enjoy!”

Adela smiled and blushed slightly at your generosity. “You really didn’t have to do that for me, sweetheart. I could’ve grabbed them myself, but…thank you.” She seemed very grateful for the sugary, cold, treat, and took one of the popsicles from your hand. “No problem, I figured since you were working so hard these past few days, you needed something cold to cool you down.” 

You frowned and got a bit pouty at the thought. “Everyone needs to wait a little with their haircuts. They’re overworking you on so many hot days…there’s only so much of you to go around.”

Adela laughed softly at the way you got so defensive over her, patting the top of your head soothingly. “It’s my job, I like making people happy with their haircuts. It does get hot sometimes, but I can handle it. I thank you for worrying about me, though.”

Oh how Adela wanted to kiss you badly for how much you cared for her. You were just so cute and endearing in her eyes, yet she refrained from showing you affection for fear of ruining your friendship. “Well, enough pouting. Let us enjoy this treat, shall we?”

She smiles and begins unwrapping her popsicle to enjoy. When you finally relaxed and eased up your tension, Adela sighs with content as the two of you were engulfed in a comfortable silence. It wasn’t often that Adela got to have a relaxing time like this with someone she deeply cared about, so to have someone like you spend time with her on her break, really brought the hairdresser at ease.

“Ah, mine’s melting a bit.”

“Careful dear. You don’t want to spill on your clothes—”

Adela glanced over at you and her breath hitched at the sight of you tracing your tongue up along the length of your popsicle, licking up all the dripping juices and trying to clean the mess off your hand with your tongue. The sight of you doing this reminded her of…not so innocent things as blood rushed to her cheeks and made her blush. 

“Oh…here, let me help you.” Adela grabbed a few spare napkins and helped clean the mess off your hand and chin. She adored the sight of your clumsiness and found herself fluttering over the way you looked up at her with gratitude. “Thanks, sorry. I guess I should’ve accounted that these popsicles would be a bit messy.” 

You gave her a small, innocently messy smile and poor Adela felt her tights suddenly feel restrictive against her lower areas. A pulse of heat shot through her cock, causing her to stifle a whimper and feel herself strain against her tights. Without warning, Adela felt her innocent mind cloud with images of your hand wrapping around her length. The long, yet skinny length twitching under your touch before you lean down to grasp the tip into your lips and smirk up at her with mischief in your eyes. 

Adela felt guilty. She hated and loved the fact that she was imagining you in such inappropriate positions. She wanted to get rid of these thoughts, but her mind started spiraling and soon she was picturing you kneeling by her bed, thighs parted slightly with your innocent eyes looking up at her and pleasing her length with that tight throat of yours. Oh how she could just imagine your tongue tracing over each individual vein ribbing along her cock, knowing full well that you’d enjoy a stimulating sensation such as that against your mouth…

Darn it… Adela was getting hard. Adela rarely gets hard with how she always had the best thoughts and intentions of her loved ones, yet when you were licking that frozen treat of yours so sensually, how could Adela not picture you replacing that popsicle of yours with her cock? 

“Ah, apologies my dear. But I’m afraid I must head back to work. Thank you for keeping me company,” Adela says in a quiet tone, getting up before you could say anything else and quickly making her way back to her room. After locking the door and making sure no one could get in, Adela groaned and slid her tights down, her erect cock popping free with beads of precum leaking down the tip, as she now had a rock hard boner to deal with before seeing other customers… Adela sighed and rubbed her face in frustration. It looks like she’d be spending the rest of her break trying to relieve herself of this monster, sitting down on the chair her customers oftentimes sat on, before touching herself to thoughts of cumming down your throat…

KELVIN

For the past few days at the Bureau, Kelvin was hard at work preparing popsicles for everyone, ever since the air conditioning units all broke for seemingly no reason. Staff and sinners alike were all sending so many complaints to the poor Chief, and Kelvin being Kelvin, thought of making a temporary solution in order to get everyone off the Chief’s back. 

Kelvin was one of the few sinners who weren’t affected by the heat wave. Due to her particularly unique ability gained from becoming a sinner, Kelvin was immune to the hot air and fatigue, and was busy whipping up different flavored popsicles in the kitchen from morning to night. 

The chefs of the Bureau would help her, of course.  But most of the time Kelvin worked alone. She wanted to perfect her popsicle recipes to appease to the crowd’s tastes, so she was oftentimes up late at night preparing several batches of flavorful frozen treats. 

You had stumbled upon her cooking up a storm in the kitchen one night when you were out to get a glass of water. Upon seeing the meek sinner running around and mixing different fruit blends and flavors, you peeked your head in with curiosity and wondered what she was doing. 

“Kelvin?”

You watched as she squeaked and nearly dropped the tray of unfrozen popsicles on the floor. Quick to rush over to her, you helped steady her posture and felt guilty for startling her. “Ah, sorry. I shouldn’t have surprised you like that.” 

“N-No no, it’s fine. I just didn’t expect any visitors today at this hour,” Kelvin nervously chuckled and set the tray of unfrozen popsicle juice on the counter. “Did you need something from the kitchen? I’ll try my best to provide.”

“Well, I just came down to get a glass of water, but I didn’t expect you to be working so late still.” You tilted your head at her and offered a hand. “Do you need help? You've been working so hard lately caring for the entire Bureau throughout the heat wave. I don’t want you to be tired.”

Kelvin’s cheeks flushed a bit at your concern, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Ah, well, if you’re up to the task, I’d be happy to have some help in filling the rest of these popsicle molds. These are all for tomorrow’s batch, and I think it’ll be faster if we had two people working at the same time.” 

She smiles sheepishly at you. “Is…Is that okay?” 

“Of course, here, give me a pitcher.” And so you began helping Kelvin out in the kitchen. The two of you working diligently to finish tomorrow’s popsicles as quickly as possible. What was about half an hour of work had been halved to about fifteen minutes with you and Kelvin working together, and soon the last batch of the evening was slid into the freezer ready to be frozen for tomorrow. 

“Ah, we finished much quicker than I thought!” Kelvin exclaimed happily, already starting the cleanup process. “If you’d like, you can grab a popsicle of your choice that’s already been frozen. Think of it as like…a treat of sorts. A thank you for helping me.” 

She smiles bashfully and fiddled with her fingers, quickly washing the dishes while you took a popsicle of your choosing. 

“Mmmm. You've really outdone yourself this time, Kelvin. This flavor is really good.”

“Really? I’m glad you enjoy it—”

Kelvin grinned and turned around to face you, only to gasp and nearly drop the cup she was holding in her hand. 

“What? What’s wrong?” 

“Ah, nothing nothing. I just thought I saw a bug on the wall.” 

She flashed you a timid smile and turned back to face the sink, ears going pink as the sight of you pursing your lips over the popsicle and sucking on it ravenously, as it had Kelvin’s innocent mind wandering to dangerous territories. She didn’t expect herself to get so…aroused at the sight of you nonchalantly sucking on a popsicle to eat, yet the poor woman felt the inside of her small cock pulse with need the more she thought about it.

‘Ohhhh nooooo…’ Kelvin thought, trying to take her mind off her horniness as she continued scrubbing the dishes. She was lucky that she was turned away from you to hide her ever-growing blush and flustered-ness, but a part of her wanted to let her imagination run loose with the image of you bobbing your head up and down the sugary confection. 

Kelvin’s cock was not the biggest in comparison to the other sinners, in fact she was probably one of the smaller sinners on the spectrum when it came to measuring her dick size. However, she couldn’t help but think of how easy it would be for you to pop her entire length in your mouth, taking her from the tip to the base, as your mouth swallowed her whole and engulfed her in a sea of pleasure.

Kelvin stifled a whimper, feeling her tights strain against her ever-hardening erection as she rubbed her thighs together to provide some friction on her shaft. Poor Kelvin, she was so, so horny now. Picturing someone as hot and caring as you slowly edging her and teasing her as you traced circles around her cute cockhead, watching the tip grow redder and redder before spilling over with cute beads of seed and down her thighs…

Oh my, if you teased her delicately like that, Kelvin is unsure if she’d ever be able to stop herself. After all, whenever Kelvin orgasmed, she could barely contain herself as her ejaculations could last a very long time depending on how sensitive she was. (And most often than not, Kelvin was very sensitive when it came to a lover’s touch) 

“Mmpf…hnnn…” Kelvin chewed her bottom lip and swallowed as she felt herself stiffen while scrubbing the dishes. She was definitely distracted with her thoughts, as she didn’t notice you creeping up behind her.

“You’ve been scrubbing the same cup for a while now.”

“Ah!” 

Kelvin yelped and made the mistake of turning around, revealing the small, barely noticeable —but still noticeable in your eyes— dark stain that hovered just above where her tip would be. Your eyes immediately lowered and noticed the stain garnering the bluenette’s little chef outfit, and the smirk that stretched across your lips caused Kelvin to shiver with delight.

“Oh, distracted were we?” You chuckled, causing Kelvin to squeak and cover her crotch area with her hands, face going bright red with shame as embarrassment settled in. “Ah, don’t cover yourself. You look adorable! Were you busying yourself with thoughts of me?”

Kelvin couldn’t make eye contact with you, but stiffly nodded as a show of honesty. 

“Awe, alright then. I’ve finished my popsicle while you were ‘distracted’ but I’m still hungry…” 

Kelvin’s breath hitched as you got down on your knees, resting your cheek on her leg and smiling up at her. “Care to give me another popsicle, Kelvin? I came down for some water earlier, but it seems I’m parched for something else…” 

Unable to overcome her lust, Kelvin gulped and just slid her tights down with ease.

So here you stand, in front of a full-length mirror in your bedroom after coming back from another FAC-sponsored gala, Rahu standing vigilantly in the doorway just outside the door you left ever so slightly ajar. You can feel Rahu’s silver gaze burn against your skin as you undo the clasp in the front of your dress. The sleeves slip from your shoulders, revealing the angular line of your collarbones, and you hear Rahu’s breath hitch sharply. You eye her carefully in the mirror, aware that the neckline of your dress has dropped dangerously low. Right now, the only thing keeping the dress on your body now was the zip in the back. 

“Rahu,” you call to her. “Will you help me with the zipper?”

Rahu’s fingers twitch, but then she nods. Stiffly, she walks towards you, until she is almost pressed against your back. The mask she wears echoes the sound of her deep, steady breathing, and the first touch of her gloved hands against your back almost makes you shiver. Slowly, carefully, Rahu pulls the zipper down, and in the reflection you can see the way her eyes follow the movement of her hands, watching as more of your skin is exposed. You sigh blissfully as your back is exposed to the cool air of the room, a balm against your heated skin. 

“Thank you,” you murmur, turning ever so slightly to look Rahu in the eyes. 

“Will that be all?” she asks, her voice noticeably rougher, deeper. It makes goosebumps break over your bare skin. 

“I don’t know,” you counter, taking the smallest step closer. The upper half of your dress is still bunched in your arms, giving her a sinfully clear view of the curve of your chest, helpfully uncovered by the fact that you chose to forgo a bra tonight. And your panties, but Rahu would only find that out later. Hopefully. “Do you want it to be?”

She blinks, and you see her throat bob as she swallows. “I— I don’t—“

“I’ve seen the way you look at me, Rahu,” you whisper, your voice taking on an almost desperate edge. You lean up, close enough that only a few more inches would have your lips brushing the snarling face of her mask. “I want you. Do you want me?”

Rahu makes a sound between a growl and a whine and your blood sings. Her eyes were blown wide, silver nearly eclipsed by the blackness of her pupils. “If— if that is what you desire—“

You shake your head, taking one of Rahu’s hands in yours in an oddly intimate gesture that seemed a little out of place in the moment’s tense atmosphere. “Tell me what you want, Rahu.”

“I…” her words are strained, and briefly, you think she might step away. That the loyalty that keeps her by your side would be the same thing that drags her away from you tonight. But then her hand in yours squeezes gently, and her silver gaze burns with resolve. “I… want this. You.” 

Your heart stutters in your chest, an aching relief flooding through your body. A smile grows on your lips as your other hand finally releases your grip on the fabric of your dress, allowing it to slip off your body and collect like a silken pool at your feet. Rahu’s eyes flick down immediately to your exposed chest, and you laugh softly. 

“Like what you see?” you tease, free hand now daintily tracing the edges of Rahu’s mask. Your finger hooks in the clasp of her mask, tugging ever so slightly. “Then why don’t you take this off and have a taste?” 

Within seconds, she’s ripped the offending accessory off, letting it clatter onto the floor carelessly. And then with a forwardness you weren’t expecting, Rahu crashes her lips against yours in a bruising, breathtaking kiss, her large hand shooting out to grab at your waist, pulling you closer and squeezing. The pressure makes you gasp into the kiss, and Rahu seizes the opportunity to force her tongue into your mouth. 

Pressed so close to her like this, you become aware of something nudging against your thigh. You shift your hips, subtly grinding against her front, and Rahu groans, breaking away from you, her lips kiss-swollen and her expression pinched in one of beautiful pleasure. A flush creeps up her skin, and you feel her twitch in her pants. 

“You’ve gotten so worked up already,” you hum, her embarrassment utterly adorable. Your hand trails lower, reaching for her belt. “Let me—“

But Rahu catches your wrist, shaking her head. “It’s fine. I want… you first.” 

“Oh.” Rahu’s thrown another curveball at you, but you don’t mind. Definitely not. You smile up at her, the thrill of seeing your tall, mysterious bodyguard now a flushed, hard mess just for you making the heat in your core feel almost unbearable. “Alright, then.” 

You lead her to the foot of your bed, then take a seat. Rahu looks a little puzzled, but then you spread your legs, and Rahu gets the message. She swallows, eyes now fixated on your pussy, the slightest glossy sheen coating the inner lips. Slowly, she sinks to her knees, until her face is level with your hips, and you card your fingers through her long, dark hair. The sight of Rahu staring up at you from between your legs, silver eyes swirling with barely restrained hunger, makes your pussy clench around nothing. 

“Can I?” she asks, her hands coming to rest on your knees. Her warm breath against your wetness makes you sigh contentedly. “I want to…”

“You can, Rahu,” you encourage gently, applying the slightest pressure to the back of her skull. With your permission, Rahu dives in, licking a long stripe from your fluttering cunt up to your clit. The action pulls a low moan from you, your fingers tightening reflexively in her hair. Rahu repeats the movements a few times, before focusing her attention on your hole, prodding her tongue inside in a way that has you throwing one leg over her shoulder to pull her in closer. As you watch her eagerly lap at your pussy, you can’t help the small giggle that escapes you, barely audible over the squelching noises of her devouring you. 

“You—mhm—look so good like this, Rahu,” you breathe out, nails lightly scratching at her scalp. “Like a—ah—cute little puppy.” 

The words make Rahu whine against you, and you see her hips buck against the floor. Rahu’s eyes are screwed shut, the grip she has on your thighs almost bruising as a full-body shudder wracks through her. You laugh properly this time, very pleasantly surprised. 

“Oh, did you like that?” you croon at her, petting her head like you would a dog. “Do you like it when I call you puppy? My puppy?” 

“Fuck,” Rahu hisses into your pussy, strained and hoarse. One hand releases your thigh to fumble with her belt, desperate to free what must be her painfully hard cock right now. 

“Focus, puppy,” you whisper, tugging her hair a little forcefully, pushing her face back where you need her to be. “You said you wanted me first, right?”

Rahu makes a strangled noise, but resumes what she was doing before, though with a touch more desperation this time around. Her tongue plunges in and out of your gushing hole, smearing the lower half of her face in slick. One particular thrust has her nose brushing your clit at the same time her tongue drives deep into you, and you moan loudly, your heel digging into her clothed back. 

“Just like that, puppy,” you praise, feeling your first orgasm of the night tightening in your belly. “Just a little bit more, being such a good puppy for me right now.”

Rahu’s hips start bucking against the floor again as she feels more wetness collect on her tongue. She continues to eat you out relentlessly despite the growing burn in her jaw, the sound of your pitched moans and whines sounding like heaven to her ears. With one final expert stroke of her tongue she tips you off the edge, and you throw your head back in a long, drawn out moan, your fingers fisting as tightly as possible in Rahu’s hair, the sting painfully pleasurable. You gush into her mouth, the sweet taste of you spilling into Rahu’s hungry, waiting mouth. She gives a few more light licks to your twitching hole before pulling back, her breath heavy, face almost shining in the low light in the room. 

You release your grip on Rahu’s hair and sigh happily, smiling indulgently down at the Sinner on her knees. “You’re so messy, puppy,” you say softly, cupping her face and swiping your thumb across her lips. “But you did so well for me, so I should reward you, right?”

“Please,” Rahu breathes out, her voice brittle. You lean down and kiss her, moaning at the taste of yourself on her lips. 

“On your feet, puppy,” you whisper into the kiss. Rahu rises shakily, standing to her full height. From where you sit on the bed, you’re now face to face with her crotch—where a very sizable tent pokes against her pants. You admire the clothed size of it for a second, then grip her toned thighs, tugging her close enough that she’s only inches away from your mouth. Rahu makes a choked noise, her hands flying to your head, a beautiful red flush settling on her cheeks. 

“Shirt off,” you order quietly. Reluctantly, Rahu releases your hair, her hands rising up to fumble with the buttons of her shirt and tie, practically ripping her clothes off in her haste until she’s completely bare. You admire her full breasts and the hard contours of her abs, your eyes tracing over each scar that criss-cross her body, some paler than others. Gently, you lean up to press a kiss against a newer one, and feel her stiffen against your touch. “Relax, puppy. I’m getting there…”

Ever so slowly you move lower, until your nose is pressed against her navel. Your hands deftly unbuckle her belt, and you let it fall to the floor along with her slacks. You laugh at the wet patch on the front of her boxers, teasingly kissing the clothed tip, just enough to get Rahu groaning. Then, you hook your fingers in the waistband and pull, finally setting Rahu’s aching, weeping cock free. 

It’s pretty, you think. Just like Rahu herself. She’s definitely not the thickest, but she certainly makes up for it in sheer length, the reddish tip curved ever so slightly. Rahu watches as you stare appreciatively at her cock, her nerves feeling frayed by desire. 

“Please…” she begs, ever so slightly rolling her hips forward, so that her cockhead bumps against your cheek. “I want— I need—“

“Shh, don’t worry, puppy,” you say soothingly, languidly wrapping your hand around her length and delighting in the way she sucks in a breath through gritted teeth. “I’ll take good care of you. Just tell me what you want, okay?” 

“Want you,” she chokes out brokenly, “y-your mouth.” 

“Good puppy,” you say with a smile, then start taking her into your mouth. Rahu swears as she feels your tongue swirl around the tip, lapping at the precum smeared on it from before. Your eyes briefly roll back into your head as the taste of her blooms on your tongue, a taste so distinctly Rahu you feel your own wetness gathering between your thighs again. You keep going, taking more and more of her into your mouth, until you feel her bump the back of your throat. You open your eyes again, and make sure to make direct eye contact with her as you draw back, all the way until you let go of her tip with a pop. Rahu whines, her hand fisting in your hair, her chest heaving at her own strained breaths. 

“Eyes on me, puppy,” you order lightheartedly before swallowing her, but this time your hand pumps whatever remaining length doesn’t fit in your mouth. Rahu grips your hair tightly, needing all her willpower to hold her back from fucking your face. You hollow your cheeks and press your tongue against her cock, your hand sometimes wandering down to toy with her balls. Rahu pants above you, eyes almost watering at how fucking good you were sucking her off. But she keeps focused on you, like the good puppy she is. 

And so you get to see fully the way her eyes disappear into her skull when you take all of her into your mouth, letting her fat cockhead bully its way down your throat. Your throat spasms, unused to the intrusion, and you breathe in harshly through your nose to quell the mildly uncomfortable sensation, because the expression on Rahu’s face right now was something absolutely worth it. Only then do you start sucking her off in earnest, bobbing up and down on her cock. The wet sounds echo throughout the room, as you devour her with as much intensity as she did you a few minutes ago. 

“I’m— I’m going to—“ Rahu croaks out, her hips jerking forward as her legs feel unsteady beneath her. You blindly reach for her other hand, and bring it to your face. You look up at her, and hope she gets the message. 

Use me. 

Rahu’s pupils blow wide, and you feel her twitch in your mouth. Hesitance peeks out through the fog of lust, and you whine pitifully at her. You’d beg, but you’re too busy keeping her cock in your mouth. Rahu swallows, and you see her lust win as her gaze takes a dangerous edge to it that has you squeezing your thighs together. Her other hand winds in your hair, and she pulls back slowly, almost slipping out completely before ramming her way back in, making you choke. 

Her pace is brutal as she chases her high, going balls deep with each sharp drive of her hips. Tears burn the corner of your eyes but you love it, the way she uses your mouth like it’s her own personal cocksleeve. Rahu hunches over as her orgasm creeps up on her, groaning each time she bottoms out in your throat. Her thrusts start to get erratic as she gets closer and closer until—

“Fuck, c-cumming!” she whines, planting herself as deep as she can go and pressing you against her crotch. You gag as her warm cum fills your throat like a torrent, your fingers clawing at her thighs as you breathe in through your nose. You don’t know how long Rahu keeps cumming for but she cums a lot, and you try to swallow all of it but some of it escapes the seal of your lips around her cock, dribbling creamy white down your chin. She pulls you off her with a pop, moaning at the sight of her cum smeared on your face. Her cock is still hard, resting on your cheek. 

Your tongue darts out to cheekily lick a stripe up the side and Rahu jerks from the oversensitivity. 

“Seems like you still want more, puppy,” you tease, letting yourself fall back onto the bed. Languidly, you spread your legs, showing off your dripping pussy that had only gotten wetter when she fucked your face. You run a finger through your soaked folds and shudder, parting them so Rahu can get a good look at your painfully empty hole as it clenches around nothing. “You want to fuck this one too?” 

Rahu growls, crawling on top of you and pinning your wrists to the bed. She shuts you up with a kiss, which turns into a moan as her cock catches on your hole. It has you sighing in pleasure too, anticipation thrumming beneath your skin at the idea of Rahu filling you up with that gorgeous cock of hers. 

“C’mon puppy, you can put it in,” you encourage, rolling your hips against hers. You lean up, your teeth grazing her earlobe as you wrap your arms around her broad, muscled back. “Fill me up, make me yours. Take what you want.”

“Mine,” she rasps out, dragging her own teeth against the column of your neck. She lines her hips up against yours once, twice, before sinking in, her fat tip breaching your tight hole. Rahu snarls against your neck in pleasure as you throw your head back and moan, eyelids fluttering at the sensation of being filled. Inch by inch more of Rahu’s cock fills your needy pussy until her balls kiss your ass, and you can feel her pressed against your cervix. 

“F-fuck, you’re so big, puppy,” you pant, your voice shaky. “Fill me up s-so good.”

“You’re so tight,” she grits out, slowly drawing back. If fucking your mouth was heaven, then fucking your drooling cunt would definitely be ascending to divinity. When she thrusts back in she goes all the way to the hilt again, forcing a cry from your lips. The neighbors would probably file a noise complaint tomorrow, but Rahu can’t bring herself to care about them when she’s balls deep in the best pussy she’s ever had. 

Her pace is hard and deep, and you almost go cross eyed with each thrust. Her length allows her to reach places no one had ever reached before, and it’s only a matter of time before she finds just that right spot that has you creaming on her cock. And when she finally does you swear, nails clawing down her back as the coil in your belly gets impossibly tight. 

“Right there, puppy, right there— just like that,” you babble, and Rahu angles her hips just right to hit it every single goddamn time. Your cunt clenches on Rahu’s dick like it’s your lifeline, and Rahu feels her own climax build up again embarrassingly quickly. She pounds into you relentlessly, your wetness from earlier splashing out onto the sheets and against her thighs. 

“Gonna cum, puppy,” you whimper between moans, locking your legs around Rahu’s lower back to draw her in deeper. “Cum with me.” 

Rahu’s pace falters, becoming less rhythmic but her aim is still mind-numbingly accurate. She whines into your neck as she feels the pressure in her loins build and build and then you deliberately tighten your core and squeeze around her and she’s gone. Rahu bites down into your shoulder as she cums, hilting as deep as she can go, pressing harshly against that spot in your pussy that has you creaming all over her cock too. 

Your walls pulse around her as she spills warm, thick cum into your cunt, as if milking her for all she’s worth. Her hips stutter from overstimulation, her brain feeling like it’s turning into mush, but she’d rather endure this forever than pull out. You feel her cum fill every inch of your cunt, some of it spilling out due to the sheer amount and dripping down your ass. You can’t even hear your own screams of pleasure, entirely consumed by the force of your orgasm. 

When you finally come to again, Rahu is hunched over you, but her hips don’t stop. Her thrusts are jerky and uneven, cock still spilling into your cunt, but she seems too far gone to even think to stop. She bullies her way deeper into you, as if wanting to get all the way past your cervix to dump her cum right into your womb. You writhe beneath her, overstimulation setting your nerve endings on fire. You can feel your mind slipping slowly, but you retain enough semblance of coherent thought to try and push Rahu off, not for her to stop completely but just to slow down.

“R-Rahu, puppy, slow down,” you whine, tears prickling at your eyes as Rahu keeps targeting that spot inside of you. “‘s too much!” 

Rahu growls at that, her silver eyes taking on a feral edge as they glare into your teary ones. She pulls out swiftly and you sigh at the reprieve, only to be manhandled onto your front in an instant. Rahu flips you like you weigh nothing—and to her, you might as well have. You barely have time to process what she’s doing before she’s tugging your hips up, lining her cock with your pussy and sinking balls deep into you again. Your back arches and your lips part in a silent scream as Rahu resumes her brutal pace, rutting into you like some sort of wild animal. 

“I’m taking what I want,” she says roughly, echoing your previous words, leaning down to snarl them against the shell of your ear. Her teeth graze your neck and you sob, cunt clenching and fluttering as your mixed cum is forced out and drips onto the sheets below. One of Rahu’s hands grips your hip tight enough to bruise, while the other slips lower to toy with your clit. The assault of her fingers on the sensitive nub is far too much for you, combined with the way her cock is consistently hitting that perfect spot. The coil in your belly is wound tight, way too tight. 

“Rahu, wait, I’m gonna—” you choke out between moans, trying to warn her, only for the hand on your hip to move to your neck and tug you upwards so that you’re on your knees as Rahu slams her cock into you. The new angle pulls another strangled sob from you as her fingers work relentlessly at your clit. Your hips twitch uncontrollably, not knowing if you want to run from the pleasure or to it. “Rahu, please, please, please—”

The hand around your neck squeezes, her teeth ghosting the previous bite on your shoulder as she briefly cuts off your oxygen and the coil snaps, furiously. With a wail, you squirt all over the sheets, turning them a shade darker. Streams of it spill from your pussy as you go utterly brainless on Rahu’s cock, still thrusting away. You don’t get a warning, or perhaps you simply couldn’t sense anything beyond the bone-deep pleasure pulsing through every fiber of your being, but Rahu cums too, hilting as deep as she can go and dumping another load into your used cunt, her teeth sinking deep into your shoulder.

Her hips stutter as she rides out her orgasm, fucking her cum deeper into your womb. You’re practically boneless in her grasp, head lolled listlessly onto her shoulder, eyes half lidded as your pussy spasms with the aftershocks. When Rahu finally goes still, she releases her hold on your neck and the arm around your waist, and you tip forward onto the ruined sheets, utterly exhausted. Rahu, still buried inside you, follows, slumping over you as she pants into your shoulder.

After a minute (or ten, you aren’t quite sure, since Rahu had seemingly fucked the concept of time out of you), you gather enough braincells to speak a proper sentence.  

“You were really pent up, weren’t you?” you tease, a little breathlessly, turning your head to look at her. Her gaze is softer somehow, and definitely more relaxed. Rahu hums instead of answering, eyes flicking down to your lips. Gently, almost affectionately, she leans in and kisses you, lazily swiping her tongue along your lip. You can taste yourself on her, and a shiver runs through you. When you pull away, you can’t help but smirk a little, a mischievous glint in your eye. “Also… puppy, huh?”

Rahu’s eyes widen and then she groans, but you don’t miss the way her cock twitches inside of you. She buries her face against the damp skin of your back and you giggle at her embarrassment. “Shut up,” she mumbles, wrapping her arms around your waist and squeezing you. You can’t see her face from this angle, but the tips of her ears are a stunning shade of red. “We should… get cleaned up.” 

As much as you’d like to continue teasing her, Rahu was right. The state of your body and your sheets was definitely less than sanitary at the moment. Slowly, Rahu started to pull out. You wince as your oversensitive walls spasm, and Rahu presses soft kisses against your back in apology. She slips out with a squelch, and you sigh, suddenly feeling too empty. Rahu helps you sit up, and you shudder at the feeling of her cum and yours starting to dribble out of your pussy. Rahu sucks in a sharp breath at the sight, but thankfully, she doesn’t get hard again. As much as you enjoyed it, you don’t think your pussy could take another pounding from her.

Well. Not yet, at least.

"Stay loyal to me, and I'll ensure you're rewarded."

Shalom's words never left your mind. You've eagerly anticipated the day when you'll finally receive your well-deserved reward for staying loyal to her and obediently following her orders.

As you sit beside the bed, watching Shalom rest, you can't help but imagine the wonderful reward you might receive when she wakes up. Perhaps she'll cuddle you, pat you on the head, or maybe a kiss? You're not asking for much, really; you just want her attention focused on you.

Shalom is taking longer than usual today; perhaps she's been too tired. But you don't mind; you continue to shift your position on the chair you're sitting in as you wait for her to wake up. Leaning back and sighing, you decide to close your eyes, seeking a bit of rest yourself, even if just for a while.

As usual, you dream of Shalom's touch, her embracing you and offering praises. It's a dream you'd never grow tired of...

Feeling a gentle touch on your cheek, you leaned closer to it. It felt so real and warm... until you opened your eyes and saw the person you've been dreaming of: Shalom, caressing your cheek with her usual gentle smile.

"Did I wake you up? I'm sorry." Shalom retracts her hand, and you frowned at the loss of her touch, but you tried to keep your composure. "No, you didn't... I was just closing my eyes." you quickly say to her. Now that she's awake, the butterflies in your stomach grow wilder. Her presence alone is enough to make you a bit nervous and excited.

A brief silence followed, just the two of you gazing at each other. As much as you wanted to look at her, to stare and appreciate her beauty, you couldn't maintain eye contact for too long. Her smile and gaze always flustered you.

You heard Shalom chuckle, and oh, how that made your heart race. You shifted your gaze back to her, and she was looking at you with an amused smile. "Is there anything you want to say to me?" she asked in her usual gentle and soft tone.

There is... there's a lot you wanted to say. But for now, you just wanted to say how beautiful she looked and how much you desired your reward now, but you didn't want to sound too needy.

"There's nothing..." you trailed off as you looked at her, but she didn't seem too convinced. You had to say it. She probably knew what you wanted, anyway; she just wanted to hear it from you.

You took a deep breath, gathering the courage you needed before speaking. "I would like to... have my reward now." you said in a low voice, trying your best to maintain eye contact with her.

Shalom gave you a nod, and you watched as her hand moved toward your head, patting it gently as she looked at you lovingly. You tilted your head down, offering it for her affection. "You've been very obedient... good girl, good girl." she praised, and you couldn't hide the smile on your lips anymore. Perhaps your cheeks were a bit red right now, but that didn't matter.

Your heart was racing like crazy, and you were a bit worried that Shalom might be able to hear it. The gentle touch of her hand made your knees weak, and you just wanted this moment to last forever.

You felt so satisfied the moment Shalom lifted her hand, indeed, it was a reward, you thought. You wouldn't mind serving her for the rest of your life. Then Shalom moved her hand towards your chin, lifting your face up carefully.

"I'm looking forward to spending more days with you." Shalom says with a smile. She gently pulls your face towards her as she leans closer as well. She's so close that you have to close your eyes, just so you won't get too flustered.

She cupped your cheeks with both of her hands, and you felt her breath against your face. Is she going to kiss you? Your heart raced faster at the thought. But then you felt her soft lips against your forehead, making you open your eyes.

"Ah... thank you." you mumbled softly as you looked at her. Thinking it was done, you tried to pull yourself away, but Shalom isn't letting go of you. "I'm not done yet..." Shalom says, and you quickly nodded, staying still for her.

Shalom planted soft kisses on your nose, both of your cheeks, and then on your chin. This is what you've been dreaming of—receiving her affection like this. Your heart had calmed down, somehow. Her touch was relaxing, and her kisses gave you comfort.

Shalom stayed close to your face, looking into your eyes. You noticed her gaze shifting toward your lips before returning to your eyes. "May I?" she asked softly. You blinked repeatedly, pondering what she meant, although you already knew deep inside.

"Yes... please." you almost whispered, and Shalom chuckled at your response. "No need to be so stiff, okay?" she said, moving her face closer and closer slowly.

You nodded with a smile, and Shalom noticed your hands moving around, perhaps uncertain of where to touch. So her hand reached for yours, the other staying on your cheek. "Close your eyes..." she said firmly, yet it didn't sound like a command. You held her hand with both of yours as you closed your eyes.

Shalom gave your hand a light squeeze, as if letting you know that she's about to do it, and then she did it—soft lips pressing against yours. You held her hand tightly, leaning closer to her. Your lips parted slightly, catching hers in between yours.

You couldn't help but sigh in satisfaction as your lips brushed against each other in a tender kiss. Shalom's hand moved towards the back of your neck, pulling you even closer to deepen the kiss.

As if on instinct, your tongue moved towards her lips, tracing them with it as if asking for permission. Shalom responded by wrapping her arms around your neck and opening her mouth slightly, inviting you in.

Her tongue met yours in a delicious exchange, teasing and exploring every curve of each other's tongues. As the kiss deepened, you felt Shalom pulling you closer still until you were almost sitting on her lap. She arched her back slightly, pressing her body against yours as if trying to melt into your embrace.

You pulled away slightly, trying to catch your breath as a string of saliva connected you both. Shalom's tongue stuck out a bit, and her gentle eyes locked onto yours. "Keep going..." she whispered, encouraging you further into the moment.

As if in response to her words, an irresistible force drew you back towards her. You felt yourself being pulled down until you were on top of her, with her legs wrapped tightly around your waist.

You looked down at Shalom, her hands caressing your neck and ear as she gazed up at you with a smile. You couldn't help but wonder if this was part of your reward, or perhaps, if Shalom is more fond of you than you think.

"You gave yourself to me... and that is why I'm giving myself to you." Shalom trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper. She reached for your hand, guiding it slowly towards her chest.

Your breath caught in your throat as she placed your palm against the soft mound of flesh there. "Take me." she added, squeezing your hand gently between hers.

You stared at Shalom for a moment, her eyes locked onto yours as you gently squeezed one of her breasts. She let out a soft sound that was somehow both adorable and incredibly arousing. Unable to resist any longer, you began to fondle her other breast as well, your thumbs rubbing circles over the sensitive skin there.

Shalom arched her back slightly in response, offering herself more fully to you. The look on her face was one of pure surrender mixed with desire - it was clear that she wanted this just as much as you did.

"You're so soft." you mumbled, your fingers continuing their gentle massage. You couldn't help but notice how Shalom's nipples were starting to perk up and become more prominent through the thin fabric of her blouse.

"Mhm... that feels good," Shalom hummed softly. She reached up to your face, her thumb tracing gentle circles along your cheekbone as she looked at you with a mix of tenderness and anticipation. "What do you want to do now?" She asked quietly.

"You're not planning on just touching my breasts, are you?" Shalom asked with a teasing tone. Your cheeks flushed slightly at her words - did that mean there was more she wanted? or maybe you could do more with her?

"I want to make you feel good..." You replied, your voice a low rumble. "I want to... do more." With that, you squeezed her breasts gently but firmly once more - this time, just a bit harder than before. Shalom let out a soft moan of pleasure at the sensation, arching her back further into the mattress beneath her.

Shalom let out a sigh before chuckling. "More? I'm willing to give you all of me." she said, her arms wrapping around your neck as she ran her fingers through your hair. Her gentle touch felt so soothing that your mind could only focus on her.

No more words were needed. You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against Shalom's forehead. Your lips lingered there for just a moment before you gently cupped her cheeks in your hands.

Her eyes met yours once again - this time full of nothing but pure desire and invitation. It was as if she was daring you to take things further... and you couldn't help but be tempted by the offer.

As Shalom began to undo her own blouse, you couldn't help but watch in fascination as she slowly bared herself to you. Her bare chest was even more inviting than when you had seen it before - there was something about the way she offered herself up to you that made your heart race and your blood boil.

When she finally pulled your head down between her breasts, you didn't hesitate for a moment longer. Your mouth found one of her nipples almost instantly, tongue circling around it teasingly as you sucked gently on the sensitive flesh. She let out a soft moan, arching her back further into your touch.

"Hah... you really are mine," Shalom mumbled in between soft sounds of pleasure. "So eager to serve and please..." Her fingers continued to run through your hair as she watched you suckle at her nipple, the other now twisting gently between your fingers and you could feel her body tense and shudder slightly underneath yours.

Just as you were about to move onto her other breast, Shalom stopped you with a smile. The way your expression quickly turned shocked and sad made her laugh softly. "We're not stopping, don't make that face." She assured you gently, pecking your lips before pushing herself out of your embrace to reach underneath her bed.

Your eyes widened in surprise when she pulled out what looked like... a strap-on? You couldn't help but stare at it - the length of the toy held tightly in her hand, ready for use. It was quite large indeed, almost intimidating.

"I want you to use this on me," Shalom told you softly, "can you do that?" For a moment, you were taken aback by the request. But then something inside of you clicked into place - this was exactly what she wanted from you. With a nod, you took the toy from her hands gently.

As you slipped the strap-on onto yourself, Shalom quickly undressed herself completely. Her body was bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp now, and it was hard not to get lost in her beauty for just a moment longer.

Shalom watched you intently as well. She couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at seeing how eager you were to please her - and how willing you were to try new things for her sake.

"I'm done." You told her softly, giving one last tug on the straps securing it in place. She smiled slightly at your nervousness before motioning towards the edge of the bed.

Shalom sat on the edge of the bed, slowly opening her legs to reveal her wet pussy. You couldn't help but gulp at the sight.

"Come here," She motioned with a finger, beckoning you closer. The moment you were in front of her, she smirked. "Kneel." Without hesitation, you quickly dropped down onto your knees before her.

You looked up at Shalom as her hand slowly rested on top of your head while her other hand reached down to spread her wet pussy lips apart with gentle fingers. The sight of her clit peeking out from its hood made you shiver with anticipation.

"I want you to make me cum with your mouth first," She told you softly, looking deep into your eyes. "Do you understand?" With that, she gave a firm tug on your hair to keep you locked in place.

"I understand..." As you leaned closer, Shalom's warmth enveloped your face. Your tongue started to yearn for contact with her wet folds, and when it finally did, it was a moment of pure ecstasy. The tangy-sweet flavor of her juices filled your mouth as you began to lap at them eagerly.

Shalom moaned softly in response, her fingers digging into your hair slightly more firmly. She loved the feeling of being worshipped like this; there was something so intensely erotic about having another person focus all their attention on bringing her pleasure.

With each lick and stroke of your tongue against her sensitive flesh, she felt herself growing even wetter. Her hips began to rock forward instinctively, pushing her clit harder against your eager mouth. "Oh fuck," She breathed out between gasps for air. "That feels so good..."

Shalom's moans and praises echoed through your mind, sending shivers of delight down your spine. You felt a newfound sense of power knowing that you were bringing her so much pleasure.

With renewed vigor, you focused on her clit once more - sucking it gently between your lips as you pressed your tongue against the sensitive nub. As she arched her back in response to your ministrations, you took things one step further by pushing your tongue deep inside her pussy.

Her juices continued to flow freely now; coating your mouth and chin. It was a messy affair - but both of you loved every second of it. "G-Good girl," She mumbled out softly between gasps for air. "Keep doing that... don't stop..." Shalom gripped your hair tighter, making you groan in response

As you felt Shalom's inner walls start to pulse around your tongue, you knew she was getting close. You looked up at her, watching as her eyes closed and her chest heaved with each ragged breath. It was a sight that sent shivers of excitement down your spine - something you never thought you would see.

Shalom held your head in both of her hands now, digging her nails into your scalp slightly as she ground her hips against your face. She needed more; she could feel it deep within her bones. Without hesitation, you obliged: licking harder, sucking harder, pushing deeper inside of her than ever before.

Her cries of pleasure filled the room now, echoing off the walls as her body trembled from sensation after sensation. "Fuck," She gasped out between moans. "I'm cumming... I'm cumming so hard..." And then she did – hot waves of ecstasy coursed through her veins as she came hard on your face, body trembling and her legs wrapping around your head.

As Shalom's orgasm finally subsided, you continued to lap at her juices eagerly - swallowing every last drop of her cum. She smiled proudly down at you now, reaching out a hand to gently ruffle your hair. "You're so fucking good..." She murmured softly, still caught in the afterglow of her climax.

As Shalom pulled you up, her fingers traced lightly over your cheeks and lips - drawing attention to the cum that still stained your skin. "You're so cute," She murmured softly with a grin spreading across her face.

Your hand moved instinctively towards your face in an attempt to wipe away some of the mess – but she stopped it gently. "Stay like that."

Without further prompting, Shalom pressed herself against you once more; this time your tongues tangled together in a passionate kiss. It was a long slow kiss filled with desire and lust for each other.

As Shalom tasted herself on your tongue, she moaned softly in approval. It was a sensation unlike anything else - hot and sweet and utterly addictive. She licked your mouth all over – tracing your lips with her tongue before sucking gently on it.

As Shalom broke away from the kiss, she gave your tongue one final long and hard sucking. It was a sensation that left you whimpering loudly in response – a mixture of pleasure and need so intense it felt almost overwhelming.

Shalom grinned at you, her fingers tracing lightly over your chest as she pushed you gently onto the bed. "Now..." She murmured softly.

Without further prompting, Shalom leaned down and grabbed hold of your cock. Licking it slowly from base to tip before taking it into her mouth; her warm, wet tongue circling around the head while she covered it with her saliva. It was a sight that made your heart race and your breath hitch in your throat.

Despite it being a toy, you could feel pleasure just from watching her; from seeing how much she wanted this - how much she needed it deep inside of her.

As she took more of the thick shaft into her mouth, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan of approval. Her tongue danced around the head of your cock;

When your cock was finally covered in her saliva, Shalom moved on top of you, she took hold of your strap once more. Her smile was warm and inviting; her eyes locked onto yours as she began to rub the tip against her clit.

"I'll show you how it's done." She murmured, with one quick motion, she lowered herself down onto your shaft; her tight walls enveloping you in an instant. And when she finally positioned herself just right, she ground her hips forward slightly.

"Move your hips..." Shalom whispered softly, reaching down to guide your hands onto her hips. With a slow grind of her hips, she began moving up and down on your cock - taking you deeper into her body with each thrust.

Her breath came out in short gasps as she leaned forward slightly; her weight pressing against you in the most delicious way possible. As she bounced up and down on your shaft, it felt like every nerve ending in your body was alive with pleasure.

"Beautiful..." At your murmured compliment, Shalom's eyes lit up with pleasure. She leaned down slightly; her arms wrapping around you as she ground herself against you. The sensation of her breasts pressing against yours was indescribable – hot and heavy, each touch sending shivers of excitement through both of your bodies.

As you moved your hips in time with Shalom's, the pleasure intensified. Her breasts were pressed firmly against yours; her soft moans echoing through the room as she rode you harder and faster.

"That's it," She whispered into your ear once more. "Make me cum hard." And with that, she tightened her grip on you – straddling you with her legs wrapped around your waist in a way that made it impossible to move without pushing yourself deeper inside of her.

"Cumming..." You heard Shalom whisper, her body shuddered and trembled on top of you, you could feel her inner walls clenching tightly around your cock. And then she let out a muffled scream – biting down hard onto your shoulder as she was overcome by wave after wave of intense pleasure.

Her orgasm was fierce; its intensity almost too much to bear. But you pushed through it together - each thrust sending another shockwave coursing through both of your bodies until finally...

With one last deep groan, Shalom collapsed forward onto you; her breath coming in short little gasps for air. Shalom looked so vulnerable at the moment, with tears in her eyes and drool in the corner of her lips... you wanted to see more, you need to see more...

With careful gentleness, you sat up; pulling her close to your body before laying her down on the bed. Your cock was still buried deep inside of her as you took hold of her hips once again.

"Hold on, let me catch my breat– nngh!" Shalom threw her head back as you began to thrust into her once more, she arched her back with a moan. Her nails dug deep into your shoulder; she was trying desperately to push you off herself - to slow down the pace that felt too intense for her body at this moment.

But instead of pulling away or relenting, you leaned down and pinned her beneath your weight. "Bad girl," she murmured weakly. "listen to me...!" she said between her loud gasps and moans and without further warning, you picked up the speed – driving yourself deeper inside of her than ever before.

As you continued to thrust into her relentlessly, Shalom's face contorted with pleasure – and something else. It was clear that this was too much for her; the intensity of it all threatening to overwhelm her senses at times.

"Fuck fuck fuck..." she mumbled through gritted teeth, arching her back and throwing her head back as a soft moan escaped from between her lips. You couldn't resist taking advantage of her vulnerability; moving your face closer until one of her nipples was in your mouth. With a growl, you sucked hard enough to make her eyes roll back in her head.

"I'm sorry... let me pleasure you more, please..." You whispered against her skin, and just like that, Shalom was lost. Her body trembled uncontrollably beneath yours as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. She cried out – her voice hoarse from moaning since earlier.

Shalom's body shook with every passing moment; her nails digging into your back as she held on tight. Her legs were wrapped around you, keeping you buried deep inside of her while pushing you deeper still with each thrust.

Without thinking twice about it, you continued to push yourself even further into her – hitting that sweet spot within her walls that made her whole body tremble uncontrollably beneath yours.

As Shalom pulled you as close to her as she could, you felt the warmth of her breath against your skin. And then she bit down hard onto your shoulder once more – a clear sign that another orgasm was imminent.

Unable to resist any longer, you continued hitting that spot inside of her; relentlessly and repeatedly until finally...

With one last cry of pleasure mixed with pain, Shalom squirted uncontrollably - wetting the sheets beneath in an intense burst of release. Her body shook violently for what seemed like forever before finally beginning to slow down.

You watched as Shalom gasped for air; her body still trembling. "Are you okay...?" You murmured softly, giving her slow thrusts to help ease her back into reality bit by bit. As you took hold of her hair – smoothing it down and fixing it up a little – she nodded slowly in response.

You hugged Shalom closely now, planting kisses all over her face as an apology for not listening to her earlier. "Where did you learn to do that, hm?" Shalom asked softly, still trying to catch her breath while her eyes fixed on you.

"Perhaps... you've been serving another woman with your body like this?" She added with a teasing tone, and you quickly shook your head in denial. "I would never!" You responded immediately.

Shalom chuckled before sighing in satisfaction. "I was just kidding. I will never let you serve anyone else. You're mine... and mine alone." You couldn't help but chuckle as well, nodding while looking at Shalom lovingly as you got off of her and laid down beside her, wrapping your arms around her in a warm embrace.

"You have to cuddle me all night, do you understand?" Shalom hugged you back tightly, her gaze half-lidded. "You're not allowed to leave my side, not even for a second." she added with a gentle smile.

As you successfully sneak into Arlecchino's room, a chuckle escapes you. You're surprised by how easily you fooled her 'servants'. Their warnings about the danger of being near your own lover felt absurd as you approached Arlecchino's bed, thinking about it.

However, your smile fades upon seeing Arlecchino huddled up, clutching her chest while gripping onto your shirt, which she probably took before secluding herself. Her irregular breathing indicates her struggle, enduring it all alone.

Despite her vulnerability, you found yourself weakened by the overwhelming intensity of her scent permeating the room, causing your head to spin and your heart to race faster than usual.

You walked closer, taking a better look at her. Seeing your lover suffering like this, you couldn't help but feel a tinge of pain in your chest. You sighed and moved to take a seat in the corner of the bed, attempting to touch her cheek. However, you were caught off guard when Arlecchino quickly grasped your wrist.

"My love..." she breathed out before quickly drawing you into her embrace. Arlecchino's arms wrapped around you protectively, yet possessively. You could feel the heat emanating from her body, her scent enveloping your mind and body.

A small groan slipped from your lips as she tightened her hold around you, suddenly pushing you onto the bed and laying on top of you while maintaining a tight hug. You found yourself trapped between her large frame and the soft mattress.

She didn't speak but continued to embrace you, gradually tightening her hold. After a moment, Arlecchino lifted her head, her eyes filled with desperation and hunger as she gazed at you. Leaning closer, her breath teased your lips. You sighed softly, reaching out to caress her cheek in an attempt to alleviate her pain.

"It'll be alright, I'm here to help..." you said softly and slowly, wanting to ensure she understood your intentions, aware that your lover wasn't entirely herself at the moment.

In response to your words, Arlecchino held the hand that was caressing her cheek, kissing your palm, then tracing her way up to your arms and shoulders until she reached your neck, where you could feel her inhaling your scent.

Silence enveloped the room, interrupted only by the sound of her breathing. She buried her face into the crook of your neck, pressing her body tightly against yours and eliciting a soft sound from you.

Noticing something hard and... big pressing against your stomach made you gulp nervously. Just by the feeling of it through clothes, you got the idea that it's much larger today.

You can't help but let out a moan as Arlecchino started moving her body, holding you close. Her hips swayed sensually as she ground her crotch into yours and you can feel the hardness of her erection through her pants, making you aroused as well.

As Arlecchino continued to move, her breath becomes ragged as she pushed herself even harder against you.

You sighed softly when she finally leaned back but your eyes immediately widened as you watched Arlecchino unzip and open her pants, revealing a massive erection that was leaking precum profusely, looking like it had been aroused for quite some time already.

"Oh fuck..." You breathed out softly, unable to tear your gaze away from the impressive sight of Arlecchino's throbbing member. The amount of precum dripping steadily down her shaft was enough to make you so, so wet in between your legs.

Arlecchino took hold of her throbbing cock, groaning softly as she started stroking herself while looking straight into your eyes. You couldn't help but feel the heat between your legs intensify with every stroke and lick your lips unconsciously at the sight before you.

Just as you were about to sit up, unable to control the urge to suck her off, she quickly pushed you back onto the bed and began removing your clothes with an urgency, almost ripping them apart.

When you were finally stripped down to nothing, Arlecchino pushed your legs apart forcefully. Her gaze never left the glistening wetness between your thighs as she positioned herself closer still.

With shaking hands, she lifted her cock towards your quivering entrance and began rubbing it against your clit. The contact sent shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of your being, causing involuntary gasps and moans to escape from your lips.

Your breath came out in ragged gasps as Arlecchino continued to tease your clit with the tip of her cock, the sensation was almost too much for you to bear – it felt like an eternity had passed before she finally stopped, leaving you trembling and on the brink of orgasm. "Beautiful..." She growled, moving back slightly so that she could see your face contort with pleasure.

Her hips swayed dangerously close to yours again as she began rubbing herself against your entrance once more - this time harder than ever before. With every thrust forward, Arlecchino's erection pressed against your opening, threatening to force its way inside at any moment.

You arched your back off the bed instinctively, needing more contact. Arlecchino paused for a moment, her chest heaving as she tried to regain control of herself until her gaze shifted downward towards your quivering pussy, now slick with your combined precum. A soft sound escaped from between her parted lips, "I... can't be gentle with you, my love..." she managed to whisper hoarsely.

With that, Arlecchino positioned her hips perfectly against yours and pushed forward – the swollen head of her cock slipped easily inside you, eliciting a gasp from both of you. She held onto your hips tightly as if afraid that any sudden movement would cause your bodies to lose contact entirely. With each thrust forward, more of Arlecchino's throbbing member slid into your tight walls.

The moment Arlecchino's cock was fully buried within you, a strangled cry escaped your lips. She really was bigger than usual and it felt like she was stretching you to the limit. Your breath hitched in your throat as you clung onto Arlecchino's hands, feeling her massive erection bulging against your stomach. "Don't move yet..." You choked out, trying desperately to adjust and calm down after being taken by something so big.

Arlecchino growled in response, her grip on your hips tightening even more. She pulled back slightly before pushing forward again – this time hitting something deep inside you with enough force to make your eyes almost roll back into your head.

"I said, don't— ah...!" You can't help but throw your head back when Arlecchino pushed even deeper, hitting something within you, eliciting a mixture of pain and pleasure that caused you to squirm beneath her. The sensation was so intense that you couldn't help but moan out loud, your nails digging into the flesh of her arms as you held onto them for dear life.

Arlecchino began thrusting in and out of you, her hips moving with a hypnotic rhythm that left you breathless. Each time she pulled back until only the head of her cock remained inside you before pushing it all the way in again – harder this time around.

Your moans and whimpers echoed through the room alongside Arlecchino's groans and grunts. You could feel every inch of her throbbing member slide in and out of your walls, leaving no part untouched or ignored. The sensation was so intense that it felt almost painful yet exquisitely pleasurable at the same time.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse (or better), Arlecchino suddenly lifted your hips up off the bed and started pounding into you faster and harder. Every thrust sent waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through your body while making wet squelching sounds come from deep within your pussy each time she plunged forward into you.

You dug your nails deeper into Arlecchino's arms, but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, it seemed as if she was pushing herself even harder with every thrust inside of you. The bed creaked and shook loudly in time with her movements, the sound echoing throughout the room.

Your tears flowed continuously; this was unlike anything you had ever experienced before. You couldn't believe how rough Arlecchino was being right now - yet at the same time, there was something about her brutality that felt incredibly arousing. She kept hitting something deep inside you perfectly each time she plunged forward.

Your hips slapped against each other so hard that it almost hurt – but somehow, it only served to intensify the experience further for both of you.

As Arlecchino's movements grew faster and more erratic, you could feel her cock swell inside of you. You knew she was about to cum so you wrapped your legs around her waist tightly, pushing yourself even deeper onto her throbbing member in an attempt to get as much of it inside you as possible.

Arlecchino let out a loud grunt before holding you close to her chest in a tight embrace. The pleasure was intense; so much so that you almost blacked out from it. Arlecchino's powerful thrusts continued as she pumped her seed deep into your womb, filling every crevice and cranny with the hot liquid. Your insides throbbed in ecstasy around each pulsing wave of cum that invaded them.

Arlecchino's thrusts grew harsher, pushing further into your already stretched out hole. Every time she pushed forward, another jet of thick fluid poured from her cock, making its way deep inside you.

As she continued to cum uncontrollably, Arlecchino's pace doesn't slow down even for a moment. She pumps her hips harder and faster into your hole, grunting loudly with every powerful thrust. Her cock is so deep inside you now that it hits against your cervix with each vicious jab, causing waves of pleasure to shoot through your entire body.

You can feel the heat building up within yourself as more and more of Arlecchino's seed fills you up. It feels like there's no room left in your womb - but somehow she keeps filling it regardless.

Despite being filled beyond capacity, another intense orgasm washes over you yet again. Your walls clamp down tight around Arlecchino's shaft one last time before releasing their grip completely, sending a torrent of thick liquid shooting out of your hole in long, viscous streams.

Your body shuddered, and it felt like you couldn't move at all. Your mind had been reduced to mush, and your body was like jelly. Arlecchino sighed deeply before holding your thighs apart. Your pussy was covered in her cum, which continued leaking more with each passing moment.

Just as you thought she was done, Arlecchino pulled out slowly, leaving your pussy gaping and leaking. She then flipped you over onto your stomach, lifting your hips up into the air. Her thick cock aligned itself perfectly with your entrance once again.

"...again...?" You whimpered, already feeling full to bursting point from her previous onslaught. But Arlecchino didn't seem interested in listening or understanding with her current state; instead, she pushed herself back inside of you with force that made you bite and grip the sheets tightly.

Her hold on your hips was bruising, and you kept struggling to keep yourself still despite the forceful penetration. Every time she pushed into you, it made a sickening squelching sound as her cum continued seeping out of you with every movement.

"My love... my love..." She repeated her words over and over again until your body began to escape the intense pleasure by crawling forward in an attempt to get away from Arlecchino's relentless assault.

She reacted quickly, grabbing fistfuls of your hair to pull you back closer to her. With one powerful thrust, she drove herself completely inside of you, filling every corner of your being with unbearable bliss.

She fucked you hard from behind, her grip on your hair tightened as she kept pulling you closer to her with each powerful thrust. You tried to speak, but all that emerged were whimpers of pleasure and a hint of pain.

As she relentlessly targeted a spot deep within you, your body tensed uncontrollably while waves upon waves of intense sensation coursed through every fiber of your being until you squirted all over the mattress beneath—and yet still, Arlecchino pushed forward without hesitation or mercy. Your legs shook unsteadily as cum oozed out of you in thick, steady streams.

Everything went black for a moment, and you felt like you were being pulled back into reality by the tug of your hair. You couldn't help but surrender to the sensation as she continued pounding into you with such force that it felt like your body was losing its strength.

Pools of cum formed all over the sheets, and you couldn't even remember how many times you had squirted or how many times Arlecchino had filled you up. Both of you were breathing heavily when she finally released her grip on your hair and body, causing you to collapse forward onto the bed in a state of utter exhaustion. Arlecchino groaned loudly before leaning down to embrace your spent form tightly.

And then suddenly, a long and loud cry escaped your lips as Arlecchino pushed against you with unyielding force—her weight crushing you into the mattress beneath. This time though, she wasn't pulling back; instead, she only kept pushing deeper inside of you. The head of her cock pressed against your cervix, feeling like an attempt to crush the womb that was already bursting at its seams with her cum.

You gasped for breath as pleasure and pain blurred together into one overwhelming sensation. Arlecchino held onto you tightly, her grip biting into your skin as she fought to keep from losing control entirely.

You kept sobbing loudly as she kept you there for what felt like an eternity, buried deep inside of you. Arlecchino's soft grunts and groans filled your ears, a low growl that seemed to come from somewhere deep within her being. Her arms wrapped around you tightly in a possessive embrace, almost as if to hold onto this moment forever.

Until finally, relief came in the form of her slowly pulling out of you. Your body protested at the loss of contact with such force that it took everything you had not to cry out. A hot stream of her cum followed where she had been, painting the insides of your thighs white before trickling down the sheets. You collapsed back onto the bed, too exhausted even to move.

Just before you completely lost consciousness, you felt Arlecchino lifting you up gently and placing you on top of her. She tenderly stroked your hair, attempting to ease your pain, all the while expressing apologies and gratitude simultaneously.

From the sound of her voice, it seemed like she had calmed down from her rut for now. You sighed deeply, snuggling closer to her chest, seeking more comfort, which she readily provided. Showering your head and face with kisses, which elicited a weak smile from you. The last thing you heard was her whispering lovingly.

You woke up, feeling a warm and gentle sensation enveloping your body. As you slowly opened your eyes, the sight of Shalom peacefully asleep filled your heart with warmth. You observed her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath, her lips delicately parted, and a fond smile naturally graced your lips.

Your fingers traced the curve of her face, tenderly tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears. You leaned in to place a loving, soft kiss on her forehead.

After a while, you heard a faint murmur escape from Shalom as she stirred awake. "Mhmm..." she mumbled, her arms around you tightening as she slowly opened her eyes, which met yours with a loving gaze.

"Morning..." Shalom whispered, her breath warm against your chest, and you felt her smiling against your skin. Embracing each other fully bare, your heart raced with a mix of excitement and comfort. "Good morning." you replied, your voice a gentle whisper, matching the intimacy of the moment.

Shalom hummed in response, her hands providing soothing scratches on your back as you played with her hair. You chuckled when Shalom nuzzled against your chest, unable to hide your affectionate amusement. "What are you doing?" you asked, looking at her with a gentle expression, your hand tenderly patting her head.

"Shh... I'm counting your heartbeats. Mm, it's fun. Your heart is full of fascinating emotions." Shalom replied with a warm smile. A blush colored your cheeks as her words touched your heart.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you continued to savor the moment, your hand tracing the contours of Shalom's back to her hips, the touch gentle and affectionate.

A playful smirk adorned Shalom's lips as she asked, "Are you trying to get me excited, hm?" Your cheeks flushed deeper, but you couldn't resist the impulse to be more direct.

"Maybe..." you mumbled, your hand resting on her hip. Her gentle smile seemed to encourage you, so you decided to be more forthright this time. "Yes, I am." you admitted with a growing smile.

Shalom chuckled, gazing at you with an amused expression. "You're starting to get honest, that's good." she whispered, giving your cheek a gentle pat before sitting up and stretching her arms. The sight of her bare back was so enchanting that you couldn't resist admiring her beauty.

As Shalom turned her head to meet your gaze, she reached for your hands and gently pulled you up to sit beside her. You couldn't help but notice the mischievous glint in Shalom's eyes as she gazed at your shoulder. "Hm, does it hurt?" she asked softly, her thumb gently rubbing against the bite mark on your shoulder.

"Oh, right..." you thought to yourself, remembering how she had bitten you the previous night. A sense of pride washed over you, and you couldn't resist tilting your head to the side, making it more visible to Shalom. "Not hurting at all." you replied, your gaze filled with affection as you looked at her.

Shalom nodded with a smile before scooting closer until she was seated on your lap, her arms wrapping around your shoulders. Her face nestled into the crook of your neck, and before you could even catch your breath, she let out a soft sigh followed by a tender kiss to your skin.

The sudden feeling of her lips against your skin caught you off guard and your heart raced as she began to trace slow circles along the sensitive flesh of your collarbone. "You... are mine," she whispered against your skin, her voice husky and filled with longing.

"Yes..." You managed to utter between ragged breaths. The pressure of her body against yours was electric, sending shockwaves throughout your body.

Shalom played with your hair which sent tingles down your spine, and as she shifted her attention to nibbling on your shoulder and neck, you found yourself losing control of your breath. The sensation of her teeth grazing against your skin was exquisite, and yet it felt like it wasn't enough for her. You held onto her hips tightly, unable to suppress the primal urge that coursed through you.

Her whispered words were like a siren song, drawing you closer into her world of desire. "Mhm... I want to hear your voice, let it out." she breathed out, her eyes locked onto yours. Before you could react, she opened her mouth wider than before and sank her teeth into your neck. The sudden sting of pain shot through you, but it was quickly replaced by an intense rush of pleasure.

Your body arched involuntarily into hers, pressing harder against her body. Shalom moaned softly against your skin before licking the bite mark she left.

You found yourself still reeling from the intensity of her bite, your heart pounding in your chest. As you watched her stand up and move away from you, a strange mix of desire and anticipation filled your veins. Her gaze lingered on the mark she left on your skin before drifting back to meet yours.

"Get on fours, now." she commanded suddenly, her tone was gentle yet firm - an irresistible combination that made it impossible for you to deny her any request. Without hesitation, you complied. Your body trembled with excitement as you leaned onto your hands and knees, presenting yourself before her in a position that left you feeling incredibly exposed.

"Good girl," she cooed, her approving hum sent shivers down your spine, followed by a soft pat on your ass that made you gasp.

Your heart raced as you heard the rustling behind you, but you didn't dare turn around. Shalom's soft voice was like a caress against your skin, and her words sent shivers down your spine. "Stay like that for me..." she whispered, and you nodded instinctively, knowing that obedience would make her happy.

As time passed, the anticipation grew more intense with each passing moment. You could feel her presence getting closer, but still, you refused to look back. Suddenly, you felt something block your vision - a blindfold... Your breath hitched as you tried not to panic.

"W-What is this for?" You asked, but not daring to move an inch while Shalom just chuckled. Your entire body tensed up as you felt something cold and wet hit your ass, causing you to gasp in surprise. Shalom's soft voice was like a caress against your skin, soothing the anxious butterflies in your stomach. "This is a perfect opportunity for me to know just how obedient you are," she whispered, tracing gentle circles around your ass before giving it a light smack.

"All you have to do is stay still," she said softly, "Easy right?" You nodded quickly, your heart racing as you tried to keep yourself under control. She traced her fingers along your back before moving down to your ass again, this time with a slightly firmer touch that left you whimpering softly.

"Can you do that?" She asked, and without hesitation, you nodded vigorously. The truth was, you would do anything for her - not because you had to, but because you wanted to. Her presence alone was enough to make your heart race and your entire being hum with desire.

Your breath hitched as you felt Shalom's hands move to your hips, holding them tightly in place. Her fingers teased and played with the dampness between your legs, drawing out moans of pleasure that you tried to stifle but couldn't help but let loose.

"One more thing," she whispered before moving her fingers to stretch your pussy. The feeling of being so open and vulnerable in front of her only heightened the intensity of the moment. You bit your lip as she traced the wetness that had already begun to pool there, leaving you trembling with desire.

And then suddenly... something brushed against your dripping entrance. Your body tensed up in response, "Do not cum until I say so," she added, her fingers teasing your entrance.

You gasped as Shalom breached your tight folds with the head of her strap, pushing slowly but surely deeper into your core. With each gentle thrust, she claimed more of you. You muttered a barely audible response, your mind racing with the thought of finally being filled by her.

You felt more sensitive than usual, perhaps because you can't see anything and you're not allowed to move as Shalom kept burying her cock inside you. "S-Slow, please..." you pleaded, but Shalom just gave your ass a smack.

"Shh, you can take it. No matter how rough, you're supposed to take it like a good girl." Shalom chuckled, before pulling her cock out and then pushing all of its length back inside you.

Shalom's thick cock stretched and filled you, the sensation both painful and exquisitely pleasurable. She was right; you were hers to take, no matter how rough or demanding she wanted to be. And with each thrust that pushed deeper into your tight folds, you could feel her claim on you growing stronger.

Your mind drifted between the pleasure of being so fully taken and the fear of what might happen if you disobeyed her command not to cum. You clenched around her shaft, instinctively trying to gain some control over this new experience. But Shalom wasn't about to let you off easy - she slapped your ass again, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body that left you weak in the knees.

"That's it, good girl." she growled, her hips moving faster now. "Take every last inch of me." As she continued to pound into you without mercy, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. But still, you held back - determined not to give in until Shalom allowed it.

You tried to focus on her words, the command she had given you, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as she began to thrust deeper and harder inside you.

Her hips slapped against your ass cheeks in perfect rhythm with each powerful stroke, driving home her dominance over you. Your breath came out in short gasps, and you could feel tears welling up in your eyes.

You whimpered, bending over completely as you buried your face into the sheets to muffle your moans. Just as you thought you could hold back, Shalom suddenly grabbed your hair, pulling it back so you couldn't hide your pathetic moans.

Your arms shook as you tried to stay on fours, Shalom holding your hair to keep you from leaning down. "Oh no... I want to hear you. Are you embarrassed about how you're moaning like a slut? she growled, tugging your hair which made you cry out. "My obedient little slut..." she added, making you tighten around her cock.

As her thrusts became harder and faster, you felt your resistance crumbling away. You couldn't deny the pleasure that was coursing through your body; it was too intense to ignore. With each deep stroke of her cock, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge - an edge that terrified you but also thrilled you beyond measure.

Shalom chuckled and her eyes gleamed with delight. "You're tightening up so much," she said, giving your ass another hard slap that reverberated through the room. The sensation was almost too much to bear; you could feel yourself on the brink of orgasm.

"P...lease... I'll cum..." you managed to choke out between gasps for air. But Shalom only pushed deeper inside you, hitting a spot that made you cry out in pleasure.

"You want to disobey me and cum without my permission?" She whispered. You shook your head desperately, not wanting to disappoint her. "No... no..." Your body trembled as the tension built up within you.

You gritted your teeth, trying to ignore the pleasure that was slowly building up inside you. "Just a little more..." Shalom's words were comforting but her actions told a different story. Every thrust of her cock felt like it was hitting something deep within your pussy, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Your legs trembled as she reached for your clit, rolling it between her fingers and teasing it softly. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment. "I can't... hnn... stop!" You pleaded once more, your voice cracking from the intensity of it all.

Shalom laughed softly before pinching your clit again, hard enough to make you cry out in pleasure. "You like this? Gonna cum?" She taunted with a smirk.

"Please..." Your voice was little more than a whimper now. It was agonizingly slow, painful even, not being able to reach climax when everything felt so good.

"Please please plea– mmffph!" You gasped when Shalom suddenly covered your mouth and shoved three of her fingers into it, silencing you. "Quiet now... I'll count to three and then you can cum." Her words brought a glimmer of hope to you; finally, after all this teasing, you would be allowed to climax.

"One..." She started, and obediently, you sucked on her fingers as they played with your tongue. Despite the intense pleasure coursing through your body, you managed to stay still as she continued to tease you mercilessly.

"Two..." Her voice was like honey dripping from her lips, seductive and tantalizing. Her fingers danced around inside your mouth while the other hand continued to tease your swollen clit, rolling it between her fingers. The sensation was almost too much to bear.

"Three..." She whispered softly before pushing her fingers deeper inside you in perfect sync with her hips which pushed even deeper into you. Her cock hit something deep within your pussy, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Cum!" Shalom ordered, and with a force that seemed to come from deep within you, your body obeyed. Your whole being shook and trembled as you squirted onto the sheets beneath you. Your eyes rolled back in your head, and for a moment, it felt like you might lose consciousness from the intensity of the orgasm.

As it finally subsided, leaving you feeling limp and drained, Shalom kissed your back softly. "Very good... You did great." Her words were filled with pride and satisfaction.

Shalom sighed contentedly, watching as your body continued to twitch and shudder in the aftermath of your orgasm. As soon as you were done cumming, your body collapsed onto the sheets beneath you, leaving you gasping for air.

With a gentle hand, she removed the blindfold covering your eyes, revealing tear-stained cheeks and a face flush with pleasure. Despite your obvious exhaustion, Shalom couldn't help but smile wickedly at the sight of you looking so adorable after all that. "What a sight... You look so beautiful like this." She whispered softly before lifting your hips gently.

"But we're not quite done yet," She said with a devious grin. "This time around, all I ask is that you don't lose consciousness on me. Can you manage that?" Her words sent shivers down your spine; it seemed like there was no end to her demands.

Without further ado, Shalom pushed her cock back inside you once more, not waiting for your reply anymore as she started supporting your limp form by holding your hips tightly.

Your walls were so sensitive that even the slightest thrust from Shalom's cock almost made you cum. Despite being physically smaller and weaker than you, she just kept pounding into you.

When she's feeling a bit tired from all the movements, Shalom would suddenly pull you closer with a forceful yank on your hair. Her hands gripped tightly onto your scalp as she held you in place while she remained still inside you. She held and pulled your hair to make you move for her, pulling you back until all her length is inside you before pushing you away just to pull you again.

By the time Shalom finally released you, your body was nothing but a quivering mass of desire. The sheets beneath you were soaked through with your cum, and there was an unmistakable red mark on your ass where she had occasionally smacked it.

Even the cool air against your overstimulated pussy and clit was enough to make you tremble with the need for more. You felt completely drained yet utterly satisfied.

Shalom watched as you struggled to stay awake. She lay down beside you, embracing your overstimulated body and covering both of you with a blanket. "Get some rest; you've been so good to me," she whispered softly and sweetly. "We'll eat when you wake up," she added, peppering your face with kisses to offer comfort.

It’s been hours since Zoya started relentlessly pounding your tight pussy. Her cum already made its home in your womb, yet she kept thrusting to deposit another load inside. The way you shake has her shuttering as she rests, buried impossibly deep inside your hole.

You’ve long lost track of how many times you’ve cum to her cock. The pool on the bed only grows as Zoya pulls out leaving you feeling empty but well spent. Her thick warm cum leaks out your sensitive hole as she plants a kiss on the nape of your neck. A gentle act for the rough treatment she’s put your body through several hours prior.

“So fucking good,” She said breathlessly with a throaty chuckle. “Such a good girl for keeping up with me. You can do one more, right? I’ll be gentle this time.”

It was easy lifting you onto her lap. Zoya could now get a good look at your fuck out expression, and she could only smile when she heard you speak. 

“J-just one more.” That’s all that could leave your lips as you’re left limp against Zoya’s muscular frame. The tenderness of her touch was pleseant on your sensitive skin.

You could still feel her hard cock beneath you as she whispers her praises and affections into your ear. Zoya lifts you up and gradually lets your body sink back down on her thick girth when you were ready.

Letting out a shaky breath, Zoya waits before bouncing you up and down on her lap. The tip kisses your cervix every time as you're brought down repeatedly. Slow and steady the bulge appears and disappears with every thrust of her hips.

Your insides hug her so tightly. As time slowly went by, Zoya could feel herself throbbing inside of you, ready to fill every last inch of you with her thick warm seed, but she kept control as she muttered under her breath how lovely you feel wrapped around her. She wants nothing more than to utterly break you but she’ll treat her darling. After all, you’ve taken everything so well.

Your whole body shook and trembled as you squirted in Zoya’s arms. Her entire length shoved impossibly deep causing your eyes to roll back into your head as you let out a silent scream.

Zoya’s groan is stifled from sinking her teeth into your shoulder. Cum forcing its way into the limited space of your overstuffed womb.“Fuck, baby… You look beautiful like this with your insides painted white.”

You felt so full and content with Zoya plugging you up, keeping her cum inside. Your eyes felt heavy, exhaustion finally catching up to you as she laid the two of you down back on the bed.