🌸 Manami_Yasuko 🌸

In the dark night, where everyone was fighting to survive in these cruel rounds set by a being they could not defy, you were bent over by a generator trying your best to rewire it with shaking hands. You cursed at yourself for your fingers unable to properly steady themselves- if they didn't the risk of being caught would increase.

Especially this round, where your self proclaimed "husband" was the one tracking everyone down... the spectre, the sadistic thing they are, always makes sure the killers are ever so ruthless when its their turn. And for 007n7, it was a promise to have his wife back for a set time. To have you back.

Your thighs clench together instinctively, but you do your best to ignore it to focus on the generator in front of you. The round was already nearing its end, and you needed to pick up the pace.

Aside from the sound of the generator as a soft hum from it roared, something about the environment was strangely... quiet. As it...

You were all alone.

Panic quickly set in you, the need to find the last generator setting your nerves on fire. You had to get moving fast or-! A hand lands on your shoulder. The claws from it dug into the skin through your clothes. Your blood turns cold. There was no need to turn around, no words needed to be said.

"I'll be seeing you soon again, dear." 007n7's voice cut through the sound of your heart beat ringing in your ears. Voice solid and confident. You had no doubt in your mind that this is what he was after the entire time, because he already told you it before.

"No hard feelings, okay? I'll make it up to you."

The countless deaths from before never lesson the pain of being killed again, the harsh piercing through your back lunching you forwards, the screaming from your throat and the blood that gets coughed up afterwards were hard to get used to the point of not caring anymore. Even if the feeling was quick, it stained on your body after waking back up in the cabin.

But you didn't wake up in the cabin, or at least, the survivor's cabin. Not when 007n7 wins the round. No, you end up somewhere else, another cabin, another room.

007n7's room. You recognize it well enough by now. The many times before when your "husband". You swear you don't have any memory of it, if you two being married was actually true. But 007n7 swears by it that it is.

It didn't matter if you believed it or not, what mattered was that 007n7 won the round and he was about to have his prize again. You.

The door slams open, and you see his figure at it. The cool wind outside quickly being shut up with another slam. 007n7 walks up to the bed, like many times before. His movements vastly different with how he acts in rounds.

"Its always nice to see my lovely in bed again," 007n7 crawls over your form. 007n7 was well aware of the size difference, and while he had no choice to kill you in the rounds, he was sure to make it up to you in the times he has you to yourself.

"It hurts me to kill you like that," His hands touches the front of your chest, the spot where he stabbed you from behind. The red outlines of his hands twitch and emit the faintest of light. "I'll be sure to make it up to you."

"I- I still don't remember," you muttered out the words, feeling ashamed as the clawed fingers of his hand trailed down the front of your shirt. By now you stopped fighting back his advances, they never lead to anything good anyways.

"Its okay," his single hand makes work of the button and zip of your bottoms, other hand going to caress the side of your face. His thumb rubbing gentle circles close to your lips "I remember, and thats what matters"

007n7 brings your head up, leaning down to capture your lips. You thought about not reciprocating, like times before, but a moment passes and you do it anyways. The action being most favorable with 007n7 as he deepens the kiss, his hand that was at your waist eagerly going under the fabric of your garments.

The pads of his fingers finding their place over your clit, touch too gentle for what anyone back at the survivor's cabin would think. 007n7 knew the best ways to make you weak, as much as you disliked it at first.

Your hips bucked into his hand, eyes closing in embarrassment as his fingers slowly picked up their pace, pressing ever so more against your bundle of nerves.

"That's it," 007n7's voice hushed out those words, cooing you almost as his lips go to graze the skin of your ear lobe, "show how much you miss my touch dear." You whine out, feeling his whispering breath raise goosebumps on your skin.

The rubbing circles against your clit grows bigger towards your cunt, picking up the wetness becoming ever so apparent there. Those digits starting to move from rubbing your clit to dipping into your fluttering pussy,

".. ah-" your gasps start to pick up as soon as two fingers enter between your wet walls. 007n7 chuckles softly to himself seeing you crumble so fast to him, fingers taking their time to stretch you open. Hips and thighs starting to twitch now, he takes the incentive to push forward with his advances.

You feel yourself jump in place as his fingers pad over a sensitive spot, eyes shooting open as a loud gasp escapes from your mouth. Chasing after those sounds, 007n7 starts to thrust his fingers more, purposely making sure to get any "special spots".

The confinements of your panties not helping, limiting his movements, so without any hesitation, 007n7 sits up and pulls his fingers out. The sound that came out of you was pathetic, and you feel embarrassed not stopping yourself from letting it out before you could stop yourself.

But you couldn't have any real time to dwell on that, 007n7 almost man handling you to get your legs up in the air to get your legs bare. Almost ripping the cloth in the process. His hands remains on your legs, placing themselves behind your knees leaving you confused. But before you could ask anything, you watch with wide eyes as 007n7 lowers his face towards your wet folds.

His eyes were dilated, a hungry hunter who finally has their prey, their food, who was more than eager to get a taste. No, not just have a taste, but to have a feast. A feast until he was filled.

Not wasting anymore time, 007n7 shoves his face against your cunt, mouth agape and his mouth almost trying to swallow you there whole. Your heart jumped feeling the flat of his tongue press against your slit, tip of the muscle going up to prod at before easily pushing itself in between those spongy walls.

"AH-! Se-! Seven~!" your legs fail to close up, 007n7's hands not even straining to keep them in place. His tongue lapping up all the nectar from you, not wasting a single drop. Your hand grips at the back of his head, fingers gripping at his hair and pulling it upwards and away. Any effort you put to get him off failing.

The nectar running low on your skin, so 007n7 starts to go deeper, tongue fucking you like a messy eater. It didn't matter of his lower face got messy, if you feel your embarrassing wetness trail down your skin and dropping onto the sheets.

He presses his mouth harder against you, hips moving to rub his clothed erection against the surface of the bed. His voice muffled, moans from just how good you taste, how fucking hot it was with how wet you were.

He couldn't get enough. Never enough of that perfect pussy that was all for him. 007n7 fingers gripping hard at your knees, claws pricking the skin and drawing red dots on your skin. The sounds of his eager and greedy lips, the slurps, all the wet squelches. You can hear and feel his moans, hear how his hips keep humping against the bed from how fucking hard he is.

007n7 could barely comprehend your cries and moans from how pussy drunk he was on your taste. 007n7 could go on like this forever if he could, but fucking you rough will always be better.

007n7 knowing you were close to it, close to cumming in his mouth. In his quicken movements, NEEDING you to come undone, his fingers join his tongue. There was a brutal pace with their thrusts, and your back is so arched from how good it was it was almost painful. The cry you let you was loud, but your mind was too much in shambles to even think about anyone who could hear. 007n7 moaned feeling your pussy squirt all over his face, moaning as his tongue went wild against your covered skin.

Your hips shakes as you went through your high, and maybe your whole body too if you weren't being held in place.

"Fuck- I need to be in you," 007n7 was scrambling with his movements, rushing to sit up to free his cock after quickly turning you over with your back up. His movements rushing to pull his pants down enough to take out his aching cock, tip smeared with his precum.

Raising your hips up, 007n7 slams forwards, the wetness having his length slip in way too well it almost terrified you. And he started to thrust. Fucking you hard into the bed already from how horny he is.

007n7's growled with pleasure, sounds of wet skin slapping echoing in the room along with the way the bed creaked into the wall behind it. Your moans muffled by the messy bed, face pushed to the mattress.

"FUCK- if only I could fucking breed you," 007n7 spoke through gritted teeth, hands gripping into the fat of your ass cheeks. "If only I had more time to fill you up with my cum, make you pregnant." You could barely hear him, not with how his girth perfectly stretched out your lower lips, bruising itself against your inner walls.

007n7 doesn't need to see it, already knowing how his cock was making a visible bulge in the front. If he really wanted to, 007n7 would just cum over and over and over to fill you to the brim with his hot mark. Use his fingers to plug you up and make sure none of it gets wasted.

But thats not now. Whats happening now is 007n7's endless energy to quicken his hips, fucking you as hard and fast as he can before his time with you is up. At least fill you up once so he can be at least satisfied with that.

Your mind was feeling like sludge, being actively fucked stupid to think as your body nears it's second climax. 007n7 can feel it with the way your hips unconsciously slammed themselves backwards with his thrusts and the way you tightened.

007n7's gasps and breathing picking up before-!

His hips slam forward, digging his cock as deep as he can to pour his cum, elated at the thought of filling your womb. You feel the way his cock pulsed, filling up even more with every one. It was so warm, and it was filling you up as you cried out from squirting again.

007n7 making sure to keep himself still, knowing you'll be out of his room not too long after this. As if he didn't fucking and try to breed you. But even if the marks are gone, he knows the feeling of this will last in your mind