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He'd been here since the beginning, since their trials through the Singularities. Right now, things were quiet as everything was getting back into place. Chaldea's operations after averting the Incineration of Humanity had gone back to just observing and keeping the remaining seven Masters under wraps. As a consensus, Olga-Marie had been given full credit after a talk with the rest of them so nothing got put on their shoulders.
"For your safety. We don't want Chaldea's best Masters put under a Sealing Designation or whatever the Clock Tower wants to do with you guys."
The Servants they had dwindled as more people came in. Soon, it was just the ones that everyone had summoned in the beginning. Morgan had clung to Caster, basically, and stated that he'd rather keep him instead of dismissing him like all the others. It was kind of cute, in a way.
And then, Da Vinci had borrowed said Servants and sent them to deal with a small Singularity that had cropped up. It'd been a quick job, but Caster had been injured in the process and was now holed up in his room. That had been what he'd been told.
Morgan had run to Caster's room without a second thought, banging on the door. "Caster! Caster, are you alright?! Do you need-"
"Quiet. I'm fine." Caster's voice was shaky. "Da Vinci told you, right? I'll be fine in a couple days. So please, leave."
Morgan bit his lower lip and trailed away from the door. Before he'd left, Morgan had asked him if he could come to Caster's room once he returned... And Caster had said yes.
He'd wanted to confess then. But now, it looked like that wasn't going to happen. So he'd done other things to keep his mind off of matters. Training (which felt weird without Caster teaching him), general exercises, helping out in the kitchen.... But still, Caster seemed to not be getting better any quicker.
Maybe he didn't have enough mana? Morgan made a meal with intent on delivering it to him. Curry bao buns, which he'd found were very tasty when he tried them once. Wrapping them up, he'd gone to Caster's room and knocked once more.
"Caster! I have a meal for you!" Morgan called. "Come on, please, open up and let me help! You've been in there for a week now, and you haven't gotten better-"
A hand snapped out and grabbed his wrist, dragging him inside with surprising strength and speed. In the rush, Morgan had dropped the bao buns he'd made Caster and was about to say something when a hand covered his mouth.
"Don't breathe too deeply." Caster said. His hair wasn't spiked up like usual, instead flat around his head and slightly messy, and he was sweating a lot. Panting slightly, too. Most of his clothes were gone save the skirt around his waist, but that didn't help when there was a large erection standing at half-mast and holding up said skirt while the spot where the tip of his cock was had a large dark spot. "As you can see, it's taking a bit longer than I thought to recover. Happy now?"
"Well, if you had more mana, maybe-"
Caster chuckled, shaking his head and moving aside. "That's the issue. I have too much mana in me. Enough to probably power the whole of Chaldea, and it's heavy. I made medicine to counteract it, but-"
Morgan glanced at all the bottles and vials Caster had on the floor. All sorts of different medicines were in there, and he picked one up curiously. "You didn't drink all of them."
"Of course not! It's... gonna take about a month to get back to normal." Caster shook his head. "I've entertained you long enough. Please leave."
Please leave.
Morgan turned, the vial still in his hand. Thoughts racing through his mind as he stared at Caster's built form and his half-hard cock beneath his skirt. How long had he been like this? And what could he do about it? Had it happened during the mission, or legitimately after?
"Then... then I can help! You just need to expel the mana from your system, right? Generally, sex is a good way, so maybe if I use my mouth on you...." Morgan trailed off, turning a little red. Caster sighed, rubbing the back of his neck lightly before walking over to the bed.
"Don't swallow, then." He slid out of his skirt, groaning as the fabric slid over the tip of his cock and sat down on the bed. Morgan moved over to kneel between his legs and stared for a moment. Caster's cock was a lot bigger than he thought.
Would it fit in his mouth at all?
He knew what to do, he'd watched enough porn to know how to suck another man off, but... faced with the absolutely gigantic cock in front of him, he was suddenly shy and unsure of if he could actually put what he learned into practice.
Morgan gently licked the tip, wincing lightly at the taste. Gross. It didn't taste good at all, and yet the people he'd seen had gone at it like the cock in front of them had been candy. He had to go for it, and put some of the length in his mouth. Tease gently with his tongue, hollow out his cheeks (somehow) and use his lips for the friction.
"...This your first time... sucking a cock?" Caster said, a light moan leaving him. "...Would've never known... Might wanna use your hand, stroke it some and give it more friction..."
Morgan hummed in response, adding his hand. Caster's cock was slowly hardening to full, causing him to open his mouth wider, and he felt hands in his hair, gently gripping the strands. His own cock was getting harder and harder from just sucking Caster off.
The tip reached the back of his throat, and Caster pushed his head down some more. Morgan didn't fight it, feeling Caster's cock start going down. Further and further, until he had the whole entire thing in his mouth. It was thick, it was inhumanly long, about nine inches or more, and it was down his throat.
There was no way he wasn't swallowing Caster's cum tonight.
Caster's cock was throbbing as he continued to suck him off the best he could, head feeling a little light from how shallowly he was breathing. A few more throbs and twitches before Caster practically yelled as he came, muscles tensing as he bucked his hips forward. Morgan ended up swallowing and pulled off, panting lightly as he had his mouth open and massaged his aching jaw.
Caster's cock was gigantic. Bigger than many he'd seen so far. Bigger than his own.
Morgan's hands slid to his pants as Caster's voice echoed in his mind. He was saying something, but Morgan could barely hear it. Gently pushing Caster back onto the bed, he pulled off his pants and boxers before gently preparing himself to take Caster's cock.
His head was fuzzy, and yet he was empty.
"Caster..." Morgan breathed, slowly sinking onto Caster's cock. It was big, so big-- so good. A moan escaped him as he felt something start leaving his nose. Blood? He tasted iron, but he felt wonderful.
Caster's hips moved gently, before he felt a pair of arms around him and heard Caster growl as he started to slam into Morgan, causing him to moan loudly and cry out in pleasure. The ridges, the bumps, the blunt head-- all of it felt so good, and yet he felt like he was being absolutely destroyed.
It didn't help that Caster had the look of a feral animal that had found its meal after being hungry for so long. Barely any time had passed before he felt Caster's arms around him and his chest at his back. Morgan cried out as Caster bit the back of his neck as hard as he could, and slowly...
Things became hazy.
The next thing he knew, he was waking up in Caster's bed, bundled in Caster's cloak and a skirt to hide his cock. He'd been deep asleep, it seemed, curled into said cloak and drooling lightly. The pillow was slightly stuck to his face as he sat up carefully. If he recalled right, he'd been getting dizzy and horny when Caster started fucking him senseless.
"...Did that really happen?" Morgan asked, checking himself over. His hand brushed against the back of his neck and he paused, feeling the light indents. A bite. Following the shape of a mouth. He'd been mated, hadn't he? A shiver ran down his spine as he imagined what had happened.
Caster, unable to resist the temptation, had bitten into him. Basically marking Morgan as his. And neither of them had truly consented to it. He bit his lower lip as his hand fell to the bed, realizing what that meant.
Though Morgan loved Caster, he didn't think that Caster felt the same. So now, he was stuck with Morgan instead of with the person he actually loved. His vision started to blur with tears and he sniffled just as the door opened. Looking over, through the tears, he saw Caster with a tray of food.
"....God... dammit. Pre-heat sadness." Caster walked over, setting the tray on the nightstand before pulling Morgan in for a hug. Immediately, Morgan relaxed and buried his face in Caster's neck, hugging back. "I just went to go get food for us. Found the buns you made, too, after some digging with some of the staff members. You really wanted me to get better, didn't you?"
"I-I did, but!! But now you're mated to me, and I'm...." He swallowed as Caster gently started rubbing soothing circles on his back. "...I'm not the one you love..."
"Oh bullshit. I love you. I wouldn't have mated you otherwise. Which reminds me. Missing mine." He pulled his hair to the left, gently letting go of Morgan to turn his back to him after a slight readjustment. "Go on."
"....Are you sure?"
"I literally fucked you so hard you passed out for a full fucking week. Of course I'm sure." Morgan saw Caster shake his head slightly after a slight head motion that showed he'd rolled his eyes at the obvious answer.
Morgan took a breath, moving forward before biting down hard on Caster's neck. Caster yelped lightly, but groaned afterwards and let his hair fall back into place once Morgan had let go. Moving to hold him once more, he let Morgan nuzzle into his neck again and went back to rubbing his back.
"Also, you're going to go into heat soon. Guess you aren't leaving my bed for another week."
"WHAT?!"
It was, in fact, another week before Morgan re-emerged, looking sheepish and Caster looking smug as all hell.
A soft moan escaped Nix's lips as Morgan's hip snapped upwards, burying the length deeper within her. Hands rested on his chest before easing herself the rest of the way down to where their hips met. This felt fantastic already, the pair both gaining a much needed form of relief. The silverette leaned down to give Morgan a kiss on his lips, holding it there for a moment before speaking. "You feel good as well, Morgan.." Which was no lie in the least. Offering to aid him turned out to be a great idea already! .. Plus he really was handsome and a part of her honestly expected to be turned down.
"I'll tell you now so you don't have to worry.." Another kiss was provided, this one being deeper than the last. Nix wanted get the possible concern out of the way so the pair could truly enjoy one another for the night. "You don't have to pull out. Let's just say it's.. not something you have to worry about. No potential consequences. So.. Just focus on helping you release all this tension hm?" Slowly, Nix began to move her hips to ride atop Morgan. Rocking her hips at a slow and easy pace as promise.. Unless he desired for her to go faster or switch positions.
It felt good. Really good. Morgan knew that sex felt good, he'd seen it enough times... but this? This? Actually experiencing it for himself as one of the most beautiful people in Chaldea had sex with him? He'd never thought it would happen. But here they were.
Him, buried so deep inside of her. Face flushed red, kissing back twice over, a small moan escaping him as all thoughts and speech left him. Slowly, but surely, he let his hips move upwards. A steady pace with her own, wanting more despite just starting. He had to be patient.
They both needed this, so badly. It wasn't just for him, but her as well. His hands slid up her sides, cupping her breasts and playing with them gently. Thumbs running over her nipples and teasing them lightly.
"Nix...." A gentle sigh left him, blue eyes staring at her with fondness and desire. "Oh, Nix, I-"
He could... stay inside her, even when he came to his release? There hadn't been a thought to pull out, wanting to make sure she would reach orgasm too. Taking that into mind, a question escapes past his lips. "Can... Can I kiss you more...?"
"Yeah, exactly." He nodded, shifting around on the bed and gesturing for Morgan to lay down. He's admiring the bruises, grinning cheekily and twitching from interest.
"Fair enough. And yep, exactly, unless you want face to face cuddles. That'd be easier to do sitting up."
He's already slowly laying down on his side. It ached a little, but settled once he was comfortable. "I don't think I can sit for too long, given how bruised my ass is..."
It'd probably be some time before the bruises went away. "So Caster and Alter got to us... Man, if it were reversed, I'd probably be in the infirmary right now getting a lot of help..."
Those marks looked like Grim had encountered a wild beast. Alter was rougher than he thought, and made him glad he hadn't been chosen. He couldn't heal like Grim could!
"One of these days, those three will get along. That does explain it though, and it's not like I was complaining." Grim chuckled, untying the emergency skirt and helping Morgan up long enough to spread it open. He wasn't bothering with anything under that, either. He's got... quite a few claw marks and bruises himself, and an impressive bite - all mostly healed, but he's apparently enjoying the marks because he hasn't healed it all the way.
"I'm down for that. Gonna cuddle the hell out of you too." He dug around for a moment, coming up with lube after a moment. "... Condom or no? I'm clean."
"One of these days... Neither am I. I was wayyy too sore to complain." Morgan was a little unsteady but, when he noted why, a sigh left him as he relaxed just a bit. There were bruises on his arms and back, as well as his ass looking a little bruised-- probably from how hard Caster was pounding into him.
"Mm, I wouldn't mind cuddles. And no, no condom. I'm not a fan of the feel." He settled a little, though. "On my side, yeah? So you can cuddle me from behind?"
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"Well... Given what Lancer said to the both of them while Caster was fucking his aggression out on me, he got into an argument about Lancer mocking him." His jaw is still sore from having Caster's shirt stuffed in it as a gag to shut him up (which he hadn't minded at all), but it's not so bad that he can't talk.
Or maybe that was why he was taking a few minutes to respond.
Morgan shed the robe, showing that he wasn't wearing anything underneath. "....Do you mind putting your cock in me? I'm... kind of feeling empty, and Caster's going to be busy for a while...."
"Does this feel good, Cú...?" // for alter bc i love him
"Hn..." His dark skin is flushed, but no emotion shows on his face beyond the same stare he's always given. "It doesn't matter. As long as you feel good, I couldn't care less about how it feels to me."
It feels good, dammit... Too good. I think I'm close.
"Well, I am. Caster got incredibly angry at someone, so I let him take that anger out on me.... Truth be told, I don't remember much of it, but I do know he was gentle after he got it all out. I'm still pretty sore from it, and probably will be for a while." He's going to. Sit. He's sore and limping. So much limping. "I don't really mind not remembering most of it. It was good, though."
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"Master's, unfortunately, out for today~" Caster looks very pleased with himself. All he's wearing is his skirt and its accessories, too. Behind him? Morgan, who is currently curled up on his side and wearing a big fluffy robe. He seems to be asleep, too. "He didn't get much sleep last night, so I told him I'd make sure to direct everyone elsewhere."
Morgan was quite the sight to behold once his shirt was discarded. Though the tank underneath was left on so she would respect his wishes and not remove it until he desired it. "I'm afraid my body isn't as.. attractive in comparison but I hope you'll be alright with it." Nix began to undress herself, stripping away the layers of the uniform to leave herself bare for Morgan. Scars of battles past rested on her flesh, one of the most obvious being the scar that encompassed the base of what remained of her real left arm before joining with the artificial one.
The silverette made her way over to Morgan, removing the others pants and undergarments. No telling how much relief he would feel to have his throbbing member be freed. A finger was trailed down the shaft before she climbed into the bed as well. "You're mine to do with as I please hm? Well the same goes for you should you feel any.. impulses to take control." This really was perfect timing since she had been feeling pent up and frustrated herself just moments ago. So the Master moved to position herself over him, her entrance just hovering above his hardened length. "I'll go nice and slow alright?" And that was just what Nix did, lowered herself to allow Morgan to feel himself slowly being pushed inside her.
"I doubt it's not as attractive." In fact, he was certain she was attractive even without her clothes on. That fact was true when he laid eyes upon her bare body, full of the proof of her life- the scars that showed she was still here. Morgan audibly swallowed, knowing how much harder he'd gotten just from seeing her naked. The scars and knowing when her real arm met artificial-- all of it just made her more beautiful in his eyes.
He lifted his hips some to give her some help in taking off his pants and boxers. His aching, throbbing cock sprang free almost immediately, and he bit his lip a little. Oh man. This was actually happening. One of the beautiful, attractive people in Chaldea was actually going to....
He shuddered at her finger trailing down his shaft before staring at her as she climbed onto the bed. "Y-yeah... I'm... not very well versed in this, after all...." Outside of the porn he's watched and the porn doujins he's read, but all of those weren't really realistic in any sense unless they were home videos-- which he never really watched.
"A-alright..."
Oh. It was incredibly warm and felt good around his length. He was inside of her, he was....
His hips snapped upwards, to bury himself further inside of her as his hands came to rest on her hips. "Nix... It... feels good already. It... really does."
"I told Caster that I haven't had sex. Like, ever. At least not in this body. And then he slid his hands under my shirt. One thing lead to another and he was pounding me into the mattress...."
"But! I did get cleaned up and snuggled until I fell asleep afterward, so it was good! ....Though I did not expect to cum so much."
"...Haha, that's it..." Caster groaned, chuckling a little as he slid the slightly-transparent and slick toy up and down on his cock. "Tight... Didn't think I could make something this good for my cock.... Might need to... call it a success...."
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"Did you make sure to grab a case of those drinks I really like?" It was honestly fine if he didn't, but at the handwave... Aria paused for a moment before they realized what that meant.
"That means I have time to masturbate! Fuck yeah!" And another pause. "....Unless you'd like to join me in that today, Hajime?"
"Yeah, I'm good!" They're tossing their dirty clothes into the laundry basket. "Oh, there is? Neat! I'll throw a shirt on and get to the rest of dinner!"
