you were on your back in the forest with Quaritch fucking into your throat like a man possessed, and Jake slamming his hips back and forth into your pussy, his hands tight enough on your hips to leave behind marks.

your nose was pressed right against Quaritch’s pubic bone, his cock down your throat, you swore you thought it was reaching down to your tummy, your small hands placed against his hips, while your pussy spasmed around Jake’s cock.

you felt like you were going to break from Jake’s cock, the head of it hitting your cervix over and over, “That feel good, baby?” He groaned, planting a hand on the small of your back, you could only muffle out a moan around Quaritch’s cock.

“Sully, I swear t’god, if you break her lil’ pussy I’ll skin ya like a hare.” Quaritch had growled, his ears pinned back while he placed a big hand on your throat, getting a better angle.

Jake had let out a huff, his own ears pinning back, “What? Do you want a turn in her pussy before I come in her, that what you want Quaritch?” He questioned, continuing to piston his hips back and forth while his thumb worked circles on your swollen clit.

an almost frustrated growl had escaped Quaritch, his anger flaring which only caused him to fuck into your mouth harder and faster, “Yeah, that’s what I’d like.” You gagged loudly around his cock, but Quaritch paid no attention to how much mess you were making on him, “Fuck, she loves gettin’ fucked, don’t she?” He hissed, tugging at her hair and pulling you deeper against his cock.

Jake only managed out a grumble, his cock twitching inside your pussy before he came with a loud grunt, his tail thrashing widely behind him. Quaritch had continued to fuck into your mouth, his cock reaching down your throat before he finally came.

slowly, both men pulled their cocks free from you, Jake’s come leaking out of your pussy and onto the forest ground, while Quaritch tapped the head of his cock against your spit and come soaked lips, “That’s a good girl, took everythin’ like we gave ya,” he cooed, while Jake was rubbing your ass before delivering a slap.

“I don’t think I’m done yet, I wanna try her mouth. Besides, I think she needs another fucking,” Jake had muttered, his cock still hard against your thigh.

a devious smirk had appeared on Quaritch’s lips, “Sully, can’t believe I’m admitting this, but you just might be right, what’d ya say to that, sweetheart?” He questioned, grabbing at your chin.

You had been pushed against the wall of your marui, a gasp tearing from your lips as you felt Quaritch’s big hands over your waist, “Miles—” you let out a small sound of his name.

“Think ya can flirt with any navi here? Talkin’ to ‘em always while I’m watchin’,” Quaritch growled, tearing off your waist cloth, throwing it carelessly to the side.

“Was not— I was not—” But even your own words weren’t convincing, they were all lies and Quaritch knew that.

“Just stay fuckin’ still. Got it?” Quaritch had demanded, his hand placed on the small of your neck as he now pushed you over a desk-like surface in the corner of your marui, you could only nod helplessly as you felt his rough fingers sliding through your folds, pulling out a gasp from you.

“See this pussy? Mine. All fuckin’ mine,” he rambled in your ear, slipping two thick fingers past your folds and into your slicked hole, “An’ ill fuck you as many as I see fit for that damned attitude of yours to disappear,” Quaritch sneered, slapping your clit and causing you to jump with a sob. “I know, scream all ya want, ain’t gonna stop ya. Better if I don’t so that Raltaw guy can hear ya.” He pulled his wet fingers free from you, causing you to whine in disappointment, “Quit your whinin’, you’ll get what ya want soon enough.”

Quaritch slipped off his RDA pants, which many navi of the clan frowned upon it, but not like he cared, along with his boxer briefs until his fat cock jutted out, he slicked his hand up and down the base, using the pre-come from the angry-red tip before rubbing it through your folds, “Hell, I shouldn’t even give this to ya from actin’ like a whore, flirtin’ with another guy, ungrateful lil’ brat,” he sneered, tapping his cock head against your clit.

“No— Ma Miles, ‘m sorry, I promise I won’t do it again, please fuck me,” you begged, spreading your legs farther as your tail wrapped around his thigh, pleading desperately.

Quaritch shushed you, slowly slipping his cock fast your folds, inch by inch until his cock brushed on your cervix, “Jus’ too damn sweet for your own good, ya know that?” he cocked his head as he started thrusting his hips back and forth, his hand pulling at your hair, and titling your head back, Quaritch delivered a sharp slap to your cheek and then lips, your eyes rolling back to look up at him, “Could never get tired of this pretty picture, sweetheart. I should be the only damn one who ever sees it.”

Quaritch bit down on your shoulder as he continued to thrust his hips back and forth into you, his nose wrinkled while sweat beaded at his temple. His other hand drifted down, finding your clit and rubbing firm and tight circles, “C’mon baby, come on my cock.”

You mewled at that, legs shivering while you gripped the wood of the desk, your mouth falling open, you let out a sob, come rushing out of your pussy and coating Quaritch’s cock. “That’s it, that’s fuckin’ it. Feel good, don’t it sweetheart?” He cooed, giving a few more thrusts of his mouth, “Gonna fill this sweet lil’ pussy to the brim ‘til it’s leaking outta ya,” he huffed as he kept his brutal face going.

Finally, after a few more thrusts, Quaritch’s cock twitched once then twice before he came with a grunt and coated your walls, his blunt nails biting into your skin on your hips. Slowly, he grabbed the base of his soaked cock and pulled it free from your tight pussy, come dribbling out and onto the floor, your cheek against the desk as you let out a pathetic little sound.

“Don’t ya ever forget who just fucked ya good tonight,” Quaritch whispered in your ear before trailing a kiss along your cheek and jaw before pulling back.

Quaritch leaned over you, the ghost of his lips against your skin making you shiver while his calloused hand dragged over your body and down your thighs, eventually between them, “need me to stretch this pussy for ya, or think you can take my cock without any stretchin’?” The recom tilted his head for an answer.

“Think my pussy could use a little eating…” you answered, spreading your legs as far as you could, your folds soaked and leaking. “Been so long since I’ve had that…” you formed your face into a needy, yet teasing little pout.

“That so? Well hell, can’t argue with what woman want,” Quaritch gave a canine-fanged grin, leaning toward against your pussy, his long tongue dragging up your slit, causing you to gasp and jolt, “Ah, stay still,” he chastised, giving your pussy a light slap as he then delved back in like a starved man.

Quaritch inserted two thick fingers to the knuckle inside your pussy, pushing past your folds, having not much trouble from the slick dripping down, he buried his face back against your cunt, nose bumping up against your clit as he licked.

He tilted his head to the side a bit, getting a better angle to dive down and suck on your clit, lapping at it with his tongue, your slick dripping down his chin, he watched you with heavy eyes, watching how your hands twisted in the ropes, unable to move away from, like some weak prey caught by a predator. “Ya liking’ that sweetheart? Or you need a little more?” He teased.

“M-More… ‘s much more…” You rasped out, eyes closing shut, you could feel yourself getting close, but you knew damn well Quaritch wouldn’t let you come. Not yet at least.