You had snuck into the auction’s store room only to be detained by a man. You had initially thought this man was a guard, but it was quickly revealed that he was also breaking in to commit theft. However, this theft was on behalf of your supposedly beloved girlfriend. He was looking for a valuable artifact that was apparently far more urgent to obtain than your priceless heirloom. Before you could question him, you were gagged, bound, slung over his shoulder, and carried out, along with whatever incredibly important antique he had stuffed in his bag.

You were now seated in the (currently locked) curatorium of secrets, staring down Ashru. Even he seemed to be displeased with you. You knew that you were going to be in a huge amount of trouble. You had interfered with two active investigations. There was no way she was going to go easy on you. Not to mention the guy who had caught you. He looked scary, and you still hadn’t heard him speak, well, other than him telling you that he knew who you were and that he worked for your girlfriend. He dropped you on a couch in the waiting room and left. You heard the lock click into place after the door closed, and Ashru joined you on the couch opposite, just to guilt you further.

As you waited, your anger at your girlfriend simmered. She really had the audacity to send an operative in to retrieve a different artifact and leave yours? Did she care for you at all? She knew how much this meant to you. You sat and stewed for at least an hour, and when Nefer finally walked through the door, she was mad. She didn’t spare you so much as a glance as she strided in confidently. She pulled off her gloves and dropped them on the table, walking towards you…no, wait, she was just going to pet Ashru. You were about ready to pop at this point. You shouted her name, but it sounded more like a garbled scream instead.

She turned to you with a cold, calculating expression. “If you want an apology, you’re not getting one. You disobeyed a direct order and interfered with both a commission you had set for me, and one from someone far less patient than yourself. If you’d like to apologize, I’m going to remove your gag in a moment, and you will have the chance. Otherwise, you will force me to teach you a lesson in a more… memorable way.” She leaned in and untied the knot at the back of your head.

Naturally, the first thing out of your mouth was vitriolic. “Apologize? Are you kidding? This was my mother’s, and you just abandoned it at an auction because you have someone less patient that commissioned you? Bullshit! You just don’t care. You never do. All you care about is your work, and I’m over it.” You glared at her with fire in your eyes, meeting her chilling gaze.

She leaned in and firmly grabbed your chin with one hand. “Over it? My dear, are you discarding me so easily? I will have your mother’s jewels back home in a matter of days. So long as you can abstain from fucking it up this time.” You felt a little embarrassed by her words, but you couldn’t quite extinguish your anger. She turned to the red haired man. “Tell me, Owl, did she fight you? Injure you at all?” She tilted her head.

He shifted his weight and met her gaze. He raised a hand to gesture to a scratch your nail had left on his face while he was restraining you. “She just grazed me.” He didn’t seem terribly comfortable, but he also seemed to be somewhat enjoying this display.

“Well,” She turned to you. “It seems we both have cause to punish you.” She stared you down, watching the gears turn in your head.

“What do you mean both…?” You felt hesitant for the first time today.

“If you’re going to act like a stupid brat, then we’ll have to treat you like one.” She released your face and stepped back, motioning at you with one hand. “Take her to my office and take off her clothes. I’ll join you shortly.” She started walking behind the front desk and flipping through some papers. You felt somewhat cowed, and incredibly unsure. The strange man considered Nefer’s words for a moment, running his eyes over your body until they landed on your face. A soft smile appeared on his lips.

“Of course, my lady.” He lifted you over his shoulder and began to carry you to her office.

“Wait, Nefer, I’m sorry!” She didn’t even look at you.

“Quiet. I’m trying to focus.” She flipped another page and continued to read.

The red haired man brought you into your girlfriend’s office and plopped you down on the couch. He pulled off his gloves and tossed them onto the coffee table. First things first, he should probably gag you again, or who knows what you might say in the meantime. He shushed you softly as he did so, quieting your attempts at protest. “Shh, don’t worry. You just need to remember this next time you act rashly. We won’t hurt you.” He paused to consider this for a second... He smiled softly and clarified, “much”.

He slid his hands slowly up your arms. With your hands and feet bound, you couldn’t do anything to stop him. That is, other than whimpering pathetically as he brought a small, sharp knife to the strap of your top. He slipped it underneath and cut it with ease. He did the same to the other before reaching for the bottom of your top with his blade. He quickly sliced the front from the bottom to the top, right up the middle. The top, merely shreds now, fell off your body onto the couch.

He admired your pretty, lacy little bra and your beautiful body. It didn’t take him long to begin slowly cutting up the side of each leg of your pants as well. You already felt more than embarrassed at this situation, and judging by the look in his eyes, he wasn’t planning to let you out of this anytime soon. When your pants slid off of your body and you were left in your underwear, you couldn’t even look this man in the eye. However, his eyes were certainly all over you. “Your girlfriend already told me to wait to undress you completely…” His eyes continued to rake over your body. “But she didn’t say anything about touching the rest of you…”

When his fingers touched you, he was far more gentle than you had expected. They danced over your warm soft skin tenderly at first, almost as if he was afraid that you’d break. His eyes looked mystified staring at you. Gradually, however, his touch got firmer. Eventually, he had gained the confidence to sit down beside you, pick you up and place you in his lap. You were confused and honestly a little bit scared of what might happen before your girlfriend came into the room, and you didn’t even know this man’s name. A dark part of your mind couldn’t help but find a sick excitement in wondering what this man would do to you next. Although, the part of you that truly loved Nefer made you trust this man, if only slightly. You knew that no matter how bad your fights had gotten she’d never raised a hand to you or put you in deliberate danger… but was this perhaps her limit…?

Before you could spiral any further, a hard, hot slap landed on your exposed thigh. You let out a small scream at the shocking feeling. “Come on now, pet. Focus on me. It won’t be long until we have company, and I intend to enjoy this time with you.” Your heart was beating fast, and your head was full of confusion. He moved his hips against your ass, making the hard bulge in his pants immediately noticeable. He let out a deep groan at the feeling of your soft body against his clothed cock.

The man splayed a hand out on your presently unharmed thigh. His hips kept moving but his hand stayed still. Then you noticed that your thigh was feeling warm. Really warm. Ok, too warm. Was he using his vision to… burn you? What you meant to say next was some approximation of “Please stop, it hurts!” but what came out were high pitched, garbled sounds. A low chuckle left his chest. But after a second the heat stopped. You looked down and it didn’t look like a burn, just very, very red… and sensitive… ow. He traced his fingers over it while grinding into you. Your brain was starting to turn off a little between the friction you were feeling between your thighs and the pain and confusion of everything up to this point.

Then, the door to the office lazily swung open. Your girlfriend stood in the gap, her hand resting on her jutted out hip. “Enjoying yourself?” She looked slightly amused. The red haired man wiped tears from your eyes that you hadn’t realized were there. Nefer sauntered towards you. She pulled a small dagger out from nowhere and knelt before you to slit the tie on your ankles. She spread your legs, and before you even knew what she was doing, your underwear too was shredded and gone. She made eye contact with you as she licked a stripe up your slit. “Untie her gag, Diluc. I want to hear her scream louder.” Diluc? That was his name? The second his hands had untied the knot, pleas poured from your lips.

“Please, Nefer, I’m sorry! I just didn’t think you were doing anything! I was desperate!” She smiled and tilted her head.

“I understand that’s what you think, but now I’m going to make you understand true desperation.” Without giving any kind of warning, Nefer pushed two fingers knuckle deep inside your wet hole. She was already moving them quickly in and out, making sure to curl them in all the right places.

“Fuck! Nefer!” She started moving faster, only melting your brain further. She tsked at you as she did so.

“Now, now, calling me by my name while I’m inside you? With a stranger in the room no less. You know how to address me, Kitty” You let out a whine and bucked your hips, making Diluc let out a breathy moan into your ear. You’d almost forgotten he was there for a moment.

“Mommy! Please! I’m sorry!” You couldn’t so much as hold onto something for stability with your arms still tied behind you, but Diluc was taking full advantage of his position and touching, grabbing, kissing, and biting at any part of you that he could touch.

“Sorry, kitty. That’s not good enough. I’ll be satisfied when you’re bruised and…well, maybe a little burned, on a stranger's cock. To prove how much you’ll do, just for me. Alright? As a proper apology.” She didn’t pause her fingers the whole time. “Take off her bra, I want you to see. She has the prettiest tits.” She bent down and flicked your clit with her tongue while her fingers continued inside you.

Diluc wasted no time. By the time she had finished her sentence, your bra was gone. His hands were nice and warm. He was almost immediately holding your breasts in both hands, groping them roughly, pinching your nipples and making even higher pitched sounds emerge from your lips. “Fuck, you’re right. And she sounds like such a whore. I appreciate you sharing your toy, my lady.” Your girlfriend looked up from between your thighs and smiled at her chosen accomplice.

“Just wait until you’re stuffing her full of cock. Then she really goes wild.” She immediately returned to her task.

God, you were so close. “Mommy, m gonna cum!” And that’s when everything stopped. Fingers gone, hands retracted, mouths closed. You tried to grind against Diluc’s bulge, but his hands held your hips still and your girlfriend held your legs slightly apart.

When you finally stop squirming and your eyes fill with tears from your denied orgasm, Nefer speaks up.

“Alright, I think that it's time we switch things up.” Diluc silently stood, scooping you up in his arms. Nefer followed suit and sat down on the couch. She spread her legs, flipped up her skirt, and pulled down her panties, tossing them to the side. Diluc set you down on your knees, leaning your chest and shoulders perfectly so that you could make your mommy feel good. Nefer motioned you forward. “Come on, be a good kitty and use your tongue for what it’s good for instead of using it to piss me off and lie to me.” She gripped your hair tightly at the root, and she started guiding your head. You made your mommy moan with your efforts, and it started to make you feel a bit better.

Then came the feeling of warm hands running up the back of your thighs. They spread them until you were sure both your holes were on full display for your new friend! You whined into Nefer’s pussy, making her groan at the vibrations. She pulled you back slightly, so you could make eye contact with her. “It’s alright, kitty. Diluc is going to fuck your pussy, and you’re going to lick mine. Do you understand?” You just stared at her with big eyes, clearly nervous about having a complete stranger touch you in your most private places, all while your hands were tied and your face was buried between your angry girlfriends thighs.

“You’re going to be good for us both if you want my forgiveness, Kitty.” You felt the feeling of a cock at your entrance, and you couldn’t help but freeze a little. This one wasn’t plastic, and it definitely seemed bigger than what you usually got fucked with. You felt hands find purchase on your hips as Nefer kept grinding against your face. In one swift motion, Diluc ripped a scream from your throat. He had bottomed out in your pussy and you could feel him stretching your walls past what they’re usually capable of.

You couldn’t protest or even let out a scream that wasn’t muffled by someone’s thighs around your face. Part of your mind was beginning to betray you as well. Having thoughts such as: “What if they kept me as their slave and used me like this daily?”, “What if I really fought…? I hope they’d hold me down and make me take even more…”, or even “I wonder if this is even about today… or if it had been planned in advance…”

All your thoughts were silenced by Diluc digging his fingers into your hips and fucking you so hard you began rocking back and forth between the two of them. As they continued to get off using your body, you could faintly hear them conversing about you. “God, her mouth is still going but her brain’s definitely checked out a few stops back” She chuckled lightly, as if you weren’t right there.

“Fuck, her pussy feels like heaven, but I want to see her mouth stuffed with my cock too.” He kept a fast but steady rhythm, pounding you hard.

“Ugh, ah~, just like a man to ruin the moment with vulgarity.” She rolled her eyes.

Diluc laughed from his chest. “You’re telling me you’ve never fucked her mouth?” Various moans were leaking through each silence.

“I’m not telling you that. I’m saying it’s vulgar when a man says- oh archons- when a man says it.” She winked his way at the end of her statement.

Diluc laughed and began to focus his attention on your pathetic noises and the lovely feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock. God, he had never been so grateful that Nefer had requested he visit Nod-Krai. What lovely things awaited indeed.

You tried to warn Nefer when you were about to cum, but you couldn’t get a word out at the moment. With Diluc suddenly starting to rub your clit with one hand, you couldn’t help the heavenly orgasm that crashed through your body. Diluc dutifully fucked you through it this time, rubbing your clit and continuing his rhythmic thrusts. Nefer just continued to grind against your face, determined to use your tongue to reach her end.

Not long after you’d gone limp in their arms, they both finished using your body however they needed.

When they’d both finished and Diluc laid you back in his lap to play with your sensitive clit, you started to feel something was off… They’d been far too nice. You started to shift uncomfortably but were also getting distracted by the feeling of him playing with your overstimulated pussy. Nefer walked to the left, out of view. When she returned, she held what you recognized as a branding iron. It had an intricate, Sumeru style pyramid brand. You recognized it as her personal seal…and now you supposed…her brand?

The iron looked completely cool to the touch, so you didn’t have anything to worry about. That was, until Diluc reached out his unoccupied hand to the end of the iron, turning it red hot. You immediately tried to stand to run away, but your legs had no strength left. Diluc’s hand shot back to restrain you as Nefer Shushed you. Then your vision went white and you let out a blood curdling scream. Pain bloomed quickly and intensely in your lower abdomen. All you could do was scream until Nefer was satisfied and the brand was tossed aside. She sat down and laid your head in her lap as Diluc brought you to an orgasm for the final time tonight.

Nefer leaned her head down towards yours. “I forgive you, my love. Sleep now. Tomorrow will be easier.”

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As you strolled around the shore of blue amber lake you figured that the large iron whale set in the middle may be a safe enough place to lay down and cook a meal. You realized you felt vaguely dirty and started theorizing if this lake could be a possible place for a bath. Unfortunately, before you could make any decisions, a faint whispering caught your attention. It grew in volume until you could make out pained moans and shouts coming from glowing formerly human bodies with writhing purple flames where there should be heads. The Wild Hunt had come.

You felt frozen in place as they started approaching you faster and faster. Suddenly, your muscles gave and allowed you to reach for your sword. You swung it wide. As soon as it made contact with a body in front of you, a burst of pain exploded in your shoulder as claws ripped into your flesh from behind, tearing your pack away. You felt all your strength leave your body as you went limp and collapsed to your knees. Your sword landed beside you, and blood spilled down your back. You forced your eyes open to see the world one final time before it was all over. And that’s when you saw it, a blue lantern floating in the dark.

As the monsters blocked your view and you closed your eyes, an electric feeling went through your body, making your hair stand on end. Your eyes burst open just in time to see something far more terrifying than the wild hunt. A tall man with glowing wisps of blue flame where there should be eyes, a darkened face, and an aura of death and shadow emanating from him. He stood menacingly with a lantern bearing pole arm as dark strikes of electric energy took down the monsters in one fell swoop.

You could no longer hold up the weight of your body and crumpled fully to the ground, sure that you would be the next victim of this monster. As you watched him from the ground, his eyes gradually stopped glowing and the shadow over his face brightened until you could see a slight smile and a surprisingly gentle face.

“I’m sorry for the din, my dear. Are you in need of my aid?” He gazed at you with mirthful eyes. All you could manage in response was a weak whimper. “Allow me.” He bent down and scooped you up in his arms, ripping a scream from you at the movement of your shoulder. “Shhh, close your eyes.” You could barely focus your eyes on your ‘rescuer’s’ face, only noting a strong nose and pillowy lips as you gritted your teeth and did as you were told.

~♡~

When you opened your eyes, it was light out once more. Your wounded shoulder ached beneath you, and you felt strange. You were wearing new clothes. Before the attack, you had been sweaty and dirty, and after the fact, you had been bleeding and your clothes were torn, so how…? Your hair felt soft, your skin felt clean, and you’d been put in a black and purple dress shirt that was large enough that apparently no pants were required (Thankfully, you were covered by a nice warm comforter). A shudder ran through you at the realization that you had likely been cleaned and reclothed while in your slumber. As you awoke further, you began to notice a scratching sound to your left and looked over to see the man who had saved you scratching away on a piece of paper with a quill. In the daylight you realized he wasn’t nearly as scary as you’d thought. He was quite handsome and had chiseled, defined features, as well as purple shaggy hair that flowed down his back.

As you went to readjust slightly, you felt slight resistance against your ankle. You could move it, but it seemed to be shackled to the pole next to you by a thick steel chain. You looked and indeed, there was a chain wrapped around it leading under the blankets covering you. Your stomach dropped.

“Good morning. The world is awake, it’s about time you are too.” He smiled as he spoke.

You were confused, but you worked up the courage to ask, “How long have I been asleep?” You gazed at the horizon, seeing the sun hanging low in the sky.

“About 19 hours. However, you lost a lot of blood, so the rest was surely due.” You were grateful it hadn’t been longer, but what had happened in that time…?

“Why am I chained up?” You tried to sound level and serious but he made you want to shrink when a light laugh left his lips.

“I was afraid you’d try to leave when you awoke. That’s all.” He maintained his soft smile, as if you were the crazy one here.

“Can I leave now then?” You tried to push the hesitancy out of your voice, but it leaked through.

“Of course not. It’s far too dangerous out there for someone as injured as you.” The matter-of-fact way that he said it disheartened you. You sit up and suppress a cry at the pain. You felt incredibly dizzy, and you no longer entirely doubted his statement of it being too dangerous to leave. “See? You can barely sit up. I’ll finish these reports, and then I’ll make you some dinner.” he returns his attention to his work, and you tentatively lay back down and close your eyes.

~♡~

When you awoke next, the sun was setting and the sky was darkening. When you looked to your left, towards the desk and chair, they were empty. You wiggled your restrained ankle and felt the cold weight of metal still enclosed around it. Then, you heard footsteps steadily approaching from behind you. Emerging from beyond the metal structure sheltering you was the same handsome but intimidating man as before. He carried two plates, but you couldn’t see what was on them.

“Good evening, would you care to share a meal? I’m sure you’re quite famished by now. Can you sit up? Go slowly.” You do as you’re told and do your best to suppress a whimper at the pain. He bent down and placed a plate of smoked salmon and fresh oysters in your lap before patting your head twice and sitting down at the table once more. “Now, please eat, I’ve been told it’s quite good.” He began to eat, lifting his food to his lips with a small fork. “It’s not poisoned, I promise.” He smiled as he chewed and swallowed. You looked down and decided that it wasn’t worth resisting the lovely food.

He was unfortunately correct. It was delicious, fresh, and flavourful. It was probably better food than you’d had since you left the flagship in Nasha Town. “This is delicious!” You spoke through a half chewed mouthful of salmon as your tastebuds were in heaven.

“Thank you. I always strive to bring joy to another soul.” He smiled and continued with his food until it was finished. You did the same. The food was truly phenomenal, but as soon as you were done, the weight of the steel encircling your ankle started to feel heavier.

“I’m feeling a bit better now, maybe I can go?” You were starting to feel a little hopeful that things would be alright. He smiled and sighed.

“Perhaps. Would you indulge in a drink with me?” He reached for a dark red glass bottle and two intricate crystal glasses. “Do you care for wine?” He didn’t wait for a response and deftly poured and handed you a glass. He reached his glass out to yours to clink them together. After they touched, the gentle ring of crystal drifted on the evening breeze. Out of politeness, you sipped the wine as the man did the same. You did your best not to grimace at the taste.

“What’s your name?” You were curious about your current host.

“My name is Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins, but please, just call me Flins.” Flins? That sounds rather…exotic? You weren’t quite sure what you expected from this stranger. He continued to sip his wine, and you did the same. It was a calm, but somewhat awkward stretch of silence as you both finished your drinks. You felt slightly warmer now, almost a little warmer than you should be, but you pushed away the thought. Flins reached for your glass and returned it to his desk beside his.

“I was gifted that particular bottle from the grand master of the knights of favonius. It’s quite a fine blend. Wouldn’t you agree?” He tilted his head and awaited your answer.

“Yes, it was delicious, thank you. Maybe I could be on my way now? I just need my clothes I guess…” You were hoping that now that you were rested and fed, he’d allow you to depart. He smiled softly in response.

“Let me check your shoulder before I decide.” He stood up and moved behind you, kneeling. His arms reached around to your front, unbuttoning the top few buttons of your shirt. It slipped off of your shoulders, making you quickly cover your now exposed chest with your hands, whimpering at the pain of the sudden movement. You tried to focus on the feeling of light fingers touching the inflamed skin around the gash, and not your lack of clothing or this man’s closeness. His fingers danced around your shoulder, probing and poking at the area around the wound. You withheld any further whimpers of pain.

You heard him stand behind you and walk to kneel in front. He leaned in and put a cool hand to your forehead. At this angle, you could see him much better. He was truly beautiful, but in an unnatural way. He had yellow eyes and pale skin, and his lips looked soft and pretty. He pulled his hand away and leaned back slightly. “It seems it’s working already then.” Working? What did he mean? You were starting to feel warm, and you were struggling to not focus on his lips being just so, so pretty… “Are you distracted, my dear? Whatever with?” He tilted his head and gave you an amused smile.

“I just feel…really warm…” You were confused as to how you had heated up so fast from just a single glass of wine. You were starting to feel warm between your legs as well and couldn’t help but try to subtly shift in place to give yourself just a little relief.

“Well, the drugs that I gave you should be taking effect by now, Dear. Is that what you mean?” He spoke so matter of factly. Drugs…? But he’d just given you wine? And didn’t he drink from the same bottle? You could’ve sworn you saw him open it just now.

“What do you mean…?” You were feeling a little lightheaded now.

“Just a little something to make you more pliant.” His warm fingers traced over your bare shoulder. “Don’t worry, it’s far from poisonous. I drank from the same bottle as you, afterall. Don’t you trust me?” He gently tilted your face up towards his and tilted his head. He looked so trustworthy… but you couldn’t help but feel afraid of what he intended.

He moved a hand overtop of one of yours. His hand was large and his fingers lithe, making yours look quite small. He moved your hand away from your chest, exposing one of your breasts to the cool night air and bringing your hand to rest on his very hard cock, separated by what felt like nothing due to the warmth emanating from him.

“Flins-” You knew what was probably going to happen from here, and as attractive as he was, you were still afraid of him and what he might be capable of.

“Shhh, don’t worry, you’ll enjoy this, trust me.” He pressed your hand down slightly and moved his hips against it. He let a soft happy sigh slip from his lips. He reached for your other hand and brought it to the clasp of his pants. “You can undo them, ok?” His voice sounded encouraging and you couldn’t deny that a part of you was dying to touch him, so you went ahead and obeyed. You slowly undid the buttons and the zipper and paused before pulling his underwear down, still quite nervous.

“Here, let me.” He reached his hand down to pull his long, hard cock out. The sight both terrified you and made your mouth water a little. It was so long and so… pretty…? He swept his thumb over his tip and started to stroke himself, moaning lewdly at the feeling, making you blush. “Fuck…mmm…ah…” His unoccupied hand reached out and pulled your face in towards his, connecting your lips. It felt wrong, you knew you only felt good because of drugs, but the way this handsome man was touching you was making you forget your predicament. His lips were warm and soft. They moved against yours hungrily and you began to kiss back. You kissed deeply as he continued to self pleasure and moan into your lips.

In between kisses he spoke, “I’m going *kiss* to make *kiss* you *kiss* my own *kiss*”. Hearing his own words pushed him to go further. He pushed you onto your back and kissed you deeper, starting to trail down your jaw to your neck. The impact made you let out a scream. He nipped and sucked at your neck, ignoring your scream and even moaning louder at your sounds. You were sure you’d have hickies tomorrow, but it’s not like you could stop him even if you wanted to. He’d pushed you onto your back so easily and you couldn’t do anything to resist his obvious strength.

Flins pulled away from your lips and threw the blanket off of the rest of your body. You felt heat rise in your cheeks as you saw him rake his eyes over your body with such admiration. “You’re so beautiful, my angel.” He lowered his lips to one of your breasts and let them explore to his heart’s content before moving to the other. All the while, the hand that wasn’t supporting him was starting to stroke your slit with his lithe fingers. As he continued his movements, he drew moans and whines from you. You felt a million times more sensitive and horny than usual, and that, coupled with the confusion of being forced into this, was making your head feel fuzzy.

Flins couldn’t help himself anymore and pushed your soft thighs back until your ankles were over his shoulders and your knees were by your ears. He pushed two fingers inside you and started fucking them in and out of you without giving you any warning or time to adjust. The motion of your body hurt, bad. But his fingers felt deliciously good. “Fuck! Deeper!” He was hitting so deep but not deep enough. Flins chucked breathlessly.

“I knew I needed you from the first time I laid eyes on you. You’re mine now.” He continued to finger you until you were grabbing his arm, clamping down around his fingers, and seeing stars. “It’s ok, it’s ok. You can be as loud as you want. Moan, scream or shout, but there’s not a single living soul that can hear you out here.” You felt both terrified and exhilarated by his words and did indeed take this as an opportunity to let out loud and lascivious moans.

When you had finally come down, you noticed that Flins’ fingers were no longer inside you, but something else was prodding at your entrance. Before you could connect the dots, he pushed his cock inside you until he bottomed out. Salacious moans left both of your lips and your hands flew to find purchase on your kidnapper’s body. Without hesitation, he started to thrust in and out of you, with less rhythm and more desperation to reach an end. You were trying to tell him to slow down and to say something about not cumming inside, anything! But all that came out was “Fli..ah! I- mmm!!Jus- fuck! Ah! Mmmm!”

He came down onto his forearms so that he could press his lips against yours again…and again…and again. He kissed you hard as he fucked you deep, filling you so perfectly that your brain couldn’t form a thought at this point. “My dumb *kiss* little girl *kiss*” You were drooling due to the kisses and desperately grabbing at Flins, and he found you oh so cute. His rhythm started to falter as he bit at your neck down towards your shoulder. “I’m going to cum inside you now, angel.” You weakly pushed at his chest and wiggled your legs but he had your mind almost completely melted right now. His hips stuttered and pressed firmly into you as he came deep inside of you. It felt so perfect but so wrong at the same time.

“Gods, I might be in love with you already.” He placed a few slow kisses on your lips. “Are you completely gone, dear?” He poked your cheek and you let out a whine, making him smile. He slowly pulled himself out of you while you whimpered at the uncomfortable feeling. Flins stood up and wiped himself off with some towels. In your loopy state, you could still appreciate the view of his naked body you were getting now that he was standing in the light. You just sighed and closed your eyes.

Your sweet kidnapper cleaned you up and covered you up before laying down beneath the blankets next to you. Knowing he could fuck you again as soon as you awoke, he happily stared at the night sky. He hadn’t been this happy in a century.

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~♡~

A month had passed since your new neighbour had moved in now. Summer was starting to wane as yellowing leaves were slowly falling to grass, dry from the incessant heat. You found yourself dressing up just to take the garbage out or go on a walk in the hopes he would catch a glimpse of you and become smitten. This morning, however, you sat at your dining room table eating breakfast with your parents when your mom piped up. “You know, there haven't been any visitors next door all month? It must be so hard to not have a close family at his age…” You perked up at this. No visitors all month? Does that mean? No… that can’t be…

That's when you had a perfect idea: you’d bake him a cake! The perfect neighbourly gesture! You voiced your idea to your parents and were met with praise and enthusiasm. Their bar for you really was low with this being your second “gap year” since you’d graduated high school, but you couldn’t be bothered by that right now. You got in the kitchen as soon as you finished eating. You decided to make a vanilla cake decorated with whipped cream and sliced fruit. Who doesn’t love something so safe? You were working into the afternoon, only taking a break to shower and do your makeup while the cake layers cooled. When you had finally finished getting beautiful, you returned to the kitchen to assemble the cake with no hiccups.

You viewed the result of your hard work and decided you were satisfied. You grabbed your phone and the cake plate before exiting your house and approaching the one next door. It was big, well, big for a residential neighbourhood at least. You noticed flowers planted in the front garden that you couldn’t quite recognize but thought were quite beautiful. You felt your stomach fluttering from nerves as you stood at the front entrance but found the courage to knock gently on the door. You waited. Ten seconds…thirty seconds… Was he even home? You finally thought to press the doorbell, but just as you did, the door opened to your tired looking, but very handsome, neighbour. “What?” He sounded like he was annoyed at the interruption, but you pressed on.

“Hi, your name is Zandik, right? I um… I baked you a cake…” You tried to sound confident, but the feeling of his gaze set on you only furthered your nerves. He looked at the cake as if he hadn’t noticed it at first, and he tilted his head before meeting your gaze once more.

“Why?” He didn’t seem upset anymore, just confused.

“Um…I live next door, and I thought I should do something nice?” You were sure that he was going to send you away at this point. Instead, he sighed, looked you up and down, and spoke.

“Are your parents the ones who keep staring at my house from their porch?”

Oh God, why was this going so terribly?

“Um…probably…yes…” He sighed again and seemed to think something over for a moment.

“Would you like some tea?” He sounded far less annoyed now, possibly even amused? You nodded.

“Yes, please.” You tried not to sound too excited but couldn’t hide your smile. He motioned for you to enter, and you did, closing the door behind you and removing your shoes. You followed him into his living room and took in the decor.

“Do you like it here so far?” you said, hoping to ease your nerves.

“It’s nice.” He didn’t seem disinterested, he just seemed to think that was the best description.

“Why did you move?” You continued to prod, hoping you’d get an answer to the question that had been plaguing you all day.

“I got a new job here.” The short answers were annoying but maybe that means you could slip in your question without him getting upset.

“Has your wife not moved here yet…?” he looked at you for a second with a half smile on his lips.

“I don’t have a wife; we divorced. I’ve been single for a while. Feel free to take a seat.” He motioned to the two couches in the living room before taking the cake from your hands. You perched on the closest couch trying not to seem too excited by what you’d just learned. He wasn’t married and he’s single? This couldn’t have turned out better. He vanished into the kitchen, leaving you to daydream. You couldn’t help but wonder if he found you attractive. You supposed that you were younger than him, but guys date younger girls all the time…right?

Eventually he returns with two cups of tea and places them next to each other on the coffee table in front of you. He disappeared again but only for a moment this time, returning with two slices of cake. He placed the plates by the tea and sat down next to you, making your stomach explode with butterflies.

“What made you decide to bring me something so sweet?” He smiled at you softly, and you blushed.

“I just thought that you were lonely because my parents said that you live alone. I’ve seen you around and I figured that it couldn’t hurt to say hi.” He chuckled at your statement.

“So… you’re just saying hi?” He tilted his head again, still smiling.

“What else would I be doing?” You tried to sound innocent but the short skirt and small top you were wearing made him raise an eyebrow.

“Does your boyfriend like you going over to see other men dressed so pretty?” He reached out a hand to rest on your bare thigh, slowly moving his thumb in circles. You were starting to think he might have a similar idea to yours. Was this actually happening? Were you really going to try to lose your virginity to your neighbor of all people? You know what? Yes. Yes, you were.

“I don't have a boyfriend…” You didn’t feel the need to add that you’d never actually had a boyfriend at all. He reached a hand to your chin and tilted your face up towards his.

“Is that so?” His face was inching slowly towards yours. “I guess that you wouldn’t mind keeping me company for a while then? Hm?” All you could do was nod your head before his lips were on yours. You kissed back, reaching your hands to tangle in his hair. The feeling of being kissed was all you had hoped it would be and more. You felt an encompassing warmth and leaned into it. His lips started trailing down your jaw before he grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you to straddle his lap, facing him. He continued kissing down your neck until he nipped at your skin, leaving his tongue over it and sucking on the spot, making a small moan escape your lips. He repeated the process a few times, leaving three rather prominent hickies on your neck, unbeknownst to you.

He pulled his lips away and reached his hands up to pull your shirt up over your head, tossing it somewhere in the room and revealing your lacy bra. He reached a hand behind you and undid the clasp shockingly quick. He removed it and tossed it away before stopping to stare at your pretty tits. A look of concern crossed his face before he spoke. “How old are you, Pet?” He asks this now? Your tits are literally in his face, and now he decides to check?

“I’m twenty… is that ok?” You looked at him, hoping he would be alright with it, and he smiled reassuringly.

“Of course, Pet. I just didn’t think to ask.” Without another word, he brought his hand and his mouth to your tits. He had his mouth biting and licking one, while he made sure not to forget to twist and touch the other. You couldn’t help the reaction that you were having. You’d never felt something so *good before. You let sounds spill from your lips, unable to withhold them, your back arching into the touch, moaning when you felt something hard in his pants. He couldn’t be happier that you were so sensitive. You felt his free hand begin to run up your thigh and between your legs. He gently moved your panties out of the way and started to rub your clit. You let out a high pitched curse as he slowly increased his speed. You pushed your hips against his fingers, starting to grind down on them as they moved. He chuckled as you whined.

You kept moving your hips, desperate to keep feeling the stimulation, and he was happy to oblige. You felt your control of your hips start to falter as you humped your neighbours fingers, needing to reach your end. Finally, you felt an explosion of euphoria as you came for the first time from someone else. You let out lascivious moans and rode out the feeling on his fingers as he guided you gently through it.

You were breathing heavily as the remnants of your orgasm faded, and you were brought back down to earth. Zandik chuckled at you. “Was that somehow your first orgasm?” He tilted his head and stared at you.

“Not my first orgasm, just my first one with another person… I’m a virgin.” You wanted to hide out of embarrassment. There were girls your age having babies, and you were only just having sex for the first time.

“Well, we can fix that, if you’d like.” He gently touched your cheek. “Get on your knees.” He didn’t leave much room for argument, and you couldn’t help but feel giddy. You stood, although very shakily, your legs being sapped of their strength. But you listened and did as he said. You were in front of him, his legs spread and his hand tangled in your hair now, waiting. “Well, are you going to take it out?” You blushed but did as he said. You undid the button and zipper on his black pants and pulled down the front of his underwear. His cock was already hard, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. You’d never seen one in real life before. You didn’t expect it to be so… big. You were pretty sure you couldn’t get the whole thing inside you, let alone in your mouth.

Before you had much time to think, he had one hand now firmly gripping you by your hair and one hand holding his pretty cock. He brought your lips to his tip before tracing them, smearing your pink lipgloss on his cock. “No teeth, okay, Pet?” You nodded in response, and he brought your mouth down on his cock. You were nervous you’d somehow hurt him with your teeth, but you tried to relax as he filled your mouth. He quickly hit the back of your throat, making you gag. He brought you up to the tip and back down again, but this time, he pushed you down further starting to push past the resistance in your throat. Your hands flew to his thighs in surprise as you breathed through your nose the best that you could. He pushed you down until your nose was pressed to his stomach. The only way you could describe the feeling was that he was down your throat. You were realizing two things: you had never had anything down your throat before, and that this, although unnatural, turned you on so fucking much.

He let you adjust to the feeling for a moment before lifting you off him enough that he could start thrusting into your tight throat. “God, you feel so good.” You could feel your brain turning off with the feeling of him fucking your mouth. Drool was already dripping from your lips and your eyes were watering from the strange sensations. The noises, however, were making you push your thighs together. The sounds your throat was making as he fucked it sounded straight out of a porno, and although you were mortified and a bit pained by the feeling, his moans and grunts were enough to have wetness start pooling between your thighs.

He continued without pause. You had no idea how long he had been going for and could barely form a thought beyond what to do with your tongue. He was using you like a toy and god, you absolutely loved it. Eventually, you felt him start to speed up before all of a sudden you were pushed to the base of his cock once again as you felt something salty and bitter filling your throat. The suddenness of his movement and the unpleasant taste forced a small abrupt of bile to rise into your mouth and your throat to constrict, making him curse. After a second he pulled you off of his cock. He released your hair as you sputtered and coughed. He reached for some tissues and wiped his cock clean, before he politely grabbed a new one and wiped around your mouth. Now that you were a little more composed and comfortable, you had only one thought on your mind. You needed him to fuck you. All you could think to do was stare at him with pleading eyes.

He held back a laugh, you were so cute with your makeup ruined and cum on your lips. “What do you want, Pet? Say it.” He reached down and held your chin, tilting your face up as he leaned in closer.

“Can you fuck me? Please, Daddy?” He laughed. You wanted to shrivel. Why had you risked calling him that? You were so stupid! “I’m sorry…”

“No, don’t be, it’s cute. You’re just so stupid and sexy. I can’t wait to fill you up, Princess.” You know what? You could die happy if he fucked you. He stood and reached down to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. You were squirming round, not sure how to get comfortable at the awkward angle, but before you could find a comfy position, you felt his hand come down on your ass and you yelped. “Stop moving.” He continued through the house and up some stairs until you were entering a bedroom. It was dark as if the curtains were drawn but there was the warm glow of a lamp softly illuminating the room. He dropped you down onto the bed on your back before turning around to close the door. He turned around and began to take off garments of clothing one by one. His top was unbuttoned, his pants were discarded and his underwear tossed somewhere out of view.

He climbed onto the bed and pulled off your skirt and panties in one pull, throwing them to the floor. He let his eyes wander over your pretty body as his hands found purchase, one at your neck and one starting to push two fingers into your hole. He squeezed your neck experimentally and you moaned softly, making him smile. He squeezed harder and pushed two fingers inside of you, moving them in and out. You felt blissed out and thoughtless. He continued fingering you, adding a third and working to get you close. You felt yourself start to approach an orgasm after a few minutes, starting to move your hips in time with his fingers. Noticing this, he stopped and pulled his fingers away before you could cum.

He released his hold on your throat and rolled you on your stomach, hauling your hips up so that your ass was in the air. He pulled his arm back and landed a hard spank on your ass, making you cry out. You could hear a light chuckle behind you, and let out a whine in response. Suddenly, you felt something hard run from your clit to your hole before starting to push inside with no warning. He shushed your whines and pet your hair as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of you. “That’s it, good girl. You feel so good for Daddy.” You let out a moan when you finally felt his hips pressing against your ass as he bottomed out inside of you. “Gooood, Pet. So fucking tight.” You felt full to your limit. You didn’t know something could go that deep inside of you and god did it feel amazing.

After letting you adjust for a moment he braced a hand on the headboard and started fucking you fast and so deep. You felt like he was pounding you like a toy. He was completely lost in the feeling of your pussy, and he absolutely adored it. He had no idea what he’d done to be sent a pretty, younger woman by the universe, but he was not going to complain. He was going to fuck you as much as you would let him.

He landed another slap on your ass and felt you tighten around him, giving him a wonderful idea. He reached down to pull you up against him, hooking an arm under one of yours and wrapping his hand around your throat and squeezing. You moaned and he felt you tighten. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t believe you’re letting a stranger fuck you like this.” You whined and could only enjoy what he was giving you.

Before too long he let you drop back down to the mattress and started fucking you faster and harder. The feeling was too much, and you felt your orgasm crash into you making your back arch and your vision flash white. He kept fucking you through your orgasm, the spasming of your pussy eventually pushing him over the edge as well. You felt his warm cum spill into you as he pushed his cock in and out, slowing down gradually until he stilled. You both just laid there for a moment until he pulled out of you gently and flopped onto the bed beside you.

“Feel good, Baby?” You blushed, but turned to look at him and nodded. He smiled at you and stood up from the bed before rummaging through his nightstand and handing you a pill and a water bottle. “Take this or you’ll probably get pregnant.” You took the pill without question, and he petted your hair. “Would you like some cake and tea after we clean up?” You nodded, feeling like it was still too hard to form words. He smiled at you, and scooped you off the bed, heading towards the bath.

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