#cw.corruption

Watching two people making out is enough to get him slightly flustered, but only because he imagines doing such things with you. The two strangers on the screen touching each other, seeing their tongues and their spit... Makes him feel vaguely ill. It’s filthy. But your tongue caressing his own, the tip of your tongue rubbing against the top of his mouth- It makes him squirm. Rollo is no stranger to getting random erections, every guy his age gets them occasionally, but he’s certain this one is not merely random. Never before has the urge to touch himself been as strong as now. The scene on his phone screen has long since been abandoned, and all he can think about is you. He tries to pace around and wait until it goes away.

His building thoughts culminate into a single moment, where he finally makes a move while you lean in to kiss him. Rollo, despite all his research, has no idea what he’s doing, and simply pushes his tongue against your closed lips. Immediately, he pulls away.

“Ah... I, I- My apologies.” Rollo fumbles to pull his handkerchief out of his pocket, and nearly drops it to the ground in doing so. His face is burning up like never before. He feels a little better after taking a deep breath or two. “I shouldn’t have done that without asking. Was it- Are you alright?”

You smile at him, and it has his heart fluttering. “I’m fine, really! I barely felt it.” You laugh a little, but he doesn’t feel like he’s being made fun off. “But, please be honest- I know kissing isn’t like your favourite thing in the world, so you aren’t just doing this to make me happy, are you...? You don’t have to force yourself for me. In fact, please don’t.”

“I can promise you that’s not the case,” Rollo says. “This was something... Of a personal desire of mine, yes. I’ve never minded your kisses in the past either.” He crosses his arms and presses them close to his chest. “I will admit that I simply didn’t know how to respond yet. I’ve tried to educate myself further on the subject, but, ah... I’m not certain I’ve made much progress yet.”

Something in your expression, your smile, shifts a little. “The only way to get better at kissing, is through practice. Nothing else. Should we try?” Rollo’s throat suddenly feels a bit dry, but he finds himself nodding nonetheless. 

When you press your lips to his, and your warm cheek presses against his cold skin, he’s already content. You mirror his previous action, the tip of your tongue brushing against his mouth. He parts his lips without hesitation. Your mouth makes a little noise as you readjust your head, tilting it a bit further to the side as you slide your tongue in. For a moment, Rollo’s surprised at how well he’s still breathing, until it feels awfully obvious.

Your tongue inside him feels both bigger and smaller than he expected. He tries to reciprocate, and though he’s sure the way he’s swirling his tongue around yours is clumsy, he hasn’t felt this good in ages. When you slide over the top of his mouth, a noise he’s never made before gets pulled from his throat. It’s a much more sensitive spot than he could have imagined. 

Your kiss swept most of coherent thoughts from his mind. Once it’s over, Rollo is a little dazed and breathless. He leans forward to try and chase your touch when you pull away, without even realizing it. He doesn’t even try to hide his face. Nor does he clean it, despite a dribble of spit sliding down his skin. (It’s not filthy, as long as it comes from you.) All at once, he becomes conscious of just how warm he feels within, and folds his hands over his lap in a flurry of motion.

To think that your college boyfriend, 21 year old Aone Takanobu, hadn’t had sex yet was surprising. He was certainly a catch - tall, built, and big - but nobody had snatched him up yet. The thought of it was thrilling.

To take your boyfriend’s virginity... damn that was something to drool about.

However, the topic never came up.

But, as you bring him into your bedroom, you have the chance. Stepping out from a party to have sex was exciting, especially when you’re fucking in the same venue as the party.

Your roommate started it, and they bribed you with alcohol. You weren’t one to deny free drinks.

You’re both tipsy when you leave the party, lazily exchanging sloppy kisses. 

Here, away from the loud source of music downstairs, your heart stills to its normal pace. But, even if the beat of the fast-paced songs no longer controls your heartbeat, you can still hear it. Your heart thuds against your ribcage, telling you ‘this is the moment’.

“Aone-” He’s quick to dive back in to kiss you, even if you pull back. You have to push him back a bit to speak. “This would be your first, right?”

He flushes a soft pink, it’s clear he hadn’t considered that. Still, he nods, which tells you he’s willing.

“Do you want to-”

Much to your surprise, he cuts you off. “Yes.”

“Alright.” Excitement warms up your chest and floods blood into your bulge. “..Wha-” It makes you trip over your words. “What do you want to try?”

Your innocent boyfriend doesn’t know where to start. He has no idea just what you want to do to him. He doesn’t even know what a boob job is, doesn’t know the basics of a blowjob, doesn’t know his tight hole needs to be stretched properly for your dick to push in.

He knows nothing and it’s utterly arousing.

“I want to please you.” He’s always been kind-hearted.

“Okay,” You smile at the thought. “we can start at that.” You sit on your bed, gesturing for him to sit on the floor in front of you. He does so immediately, looking up at you attentively.

He’s willing to learn. You could teach him how to be your cum slut.

You move to undo your pants, but Aone does it for you. He’s eager, albeit a little reluctant. As he pulls down your pants and underwear, your dick nearly slaps him in the face.

Aone looks up at it in awe, licking his lips. “It’s big.”

“I bet yours is too.” The lust clouds your thoughts, making you say the weirdest of things, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

He shakes his head, “Lesser.”

You raise an eyebrow, silently questioning it. Aone’s a big healthy man, sculpted from his high school days. He was a giant, much bigger than you body-wise. Yet, even if he looked like this, apparently it didn’t match up with what’s between his legs.

Aone doesn’t make a move, which reminds you that he needs guidance. “Lick up a stripe, from balls to tip.”

Like an obedient little boy, he obliges with no hesitation, seemingly enjoying how you react.

“Just like that…” You bite your lips, holding back a few groans. “Take in as much as you think you can...and suck. Don’t be afraid to pull back if you need to.”

He takes you in half-way before he stops, and you don’t have to tell him to use his hands with the rest. “Use your tongue and, fuck- bob your head up and down.”

He obeys without question. Each time he moves up, he goes back down even deeper than before. He looks so pretty this way, lips wrapped around your shaft eyes half-lidded.

“Shit, Taka, teeth.” 

“Sorry.” He moans around your dick.

With that little error corrected, you close your eyes with bliss, breaths shaky and sharp. He’s doing so well for his first time, almost as if he wasn’t inexperienced at all.

“You’re doing so well.” Your praise seems to make him even better.

When you open your eyes again, he looks up at you intently. His gaze is intense, but shit, it’s a turn on. It almost sends you over the edge on its own, but it damn well takes you there.

“Ah, Takanobu, I’m coming! Pull away-” Even with your warnings, he doesn’t stop. He stares at you even more intensely.

He wants your seed down his throat.

Another thought fills your head, it’s so exciting that it makes you feel even more aroused. Nobody’s cummed into his throat before.

“Fuck!”

Your boyfriend pulls back, swallowing your cum with no complaints, even licking the drops that leak out of his mouth. “Does it… taste good?”

Aone nods eagerly, as if he were addicted, “I want more.” and he is.

Once prepped, you line yourself up. “Tell me when to stop, alright? Remember the safeword?”

“Red.” He’s under you, long legs already wrapped around your waist.

“Good boy.” He’s a good boy for you, though no longer innocent. He wants your cock, he wants it in his tight little ass, and he wants your seed.

You push in slowly. “Fuck…”

To your surprise, he groans. Aone is a silent person, yet you wondered how vocal you could make him be. Still, you had to keep it gentle… but what if he begged for more?

“Tell me how you want it. Tell me when to slow down, when to speed up, when to pause for a second.”

He nods. “Go faster.”

“Baby, you have to get adjus-”

“Faster.” He sounded assured.

Well, if that’s what he wanted, then that’s what you would give him. Still, you’re gentle and not as fast as he would like. He still wanted more.

He pushes against you, groaning in an unsatisfied manner. “Faster, please.”

He really was addicted.

You go faster, fulfilling Aone’s wishes and feeding into his satisfaction. Finally, he releases his wonderful and oh so pretty moans. They’re not as noisy or frequent, but damn, to have such as a quiet man moaning and mewling because of you? It was an accomplishment.

“God, you’re so loud for me.”

“Mhm!” He hums for you. His hands latch onto your back, surely leaving marks, as you start losing yourself in the feeling of his little hole around you. You go faster and harder, and he doesn’t complain

“I’m so lucky to have you.” His hole was so fuckable that you were losing your self control. “Isn’t that right, Takanobu?”

“Y-Yes!” His legs wrap themselves tighter around you.

Nobody’s fucked his tight hole before, nobody’s released inside of it, nobody’s had his legs wrapped around them, nobody’s had him moaning their name; nobody except you. “Fuck.”

He feels so tight, so warm…

Your hands trail up to his pecs. They’re toned, as if they were man titties, sticking out against his chest like a sore thumb. They felt so soft against your fingers, so squishy and tender. You can’t help but hold on to them as you fuck him.

By now, you’ve lost all control.

Aone screams your name as he releases. You don’t stop, but he doesn’t mind. He wants you to release, he wants your seed again. The feeling of overstimulation is new, but it’s also extremely exciting.

It’s not long before you release into his perfect ass. It tightens around you, milking you of all your jizz.

As you ride out your high, he pulls you into a sloppy kiss. 

“God, that was amazing.” You rest your forehead against his. His hands rub your back, on the marks he left behind.

“It was.” He agrees. “I want more.”

Your lips are still tingling from the kiss he’d pressed there moments before, when Volo is already moving down to press his mouth to your neck instead. You inhale sharply as he sucks on the flesh and releases it with a pop. It’s all so warm. You’re pressing your thighs together without knowing why, just that it helps ease some of the tension inside of you. He catches your skin in between his teeth and you let out a noise that can only be described as loud and embarrassing. Unlike you, he hums in delight upon hearing it.

Volo has been the only one to make you feel like this, and he’s doing it once again now... If anyone would be able to tell you what it is, or help you out, it would be him. As his tongue grazes the mark he left behind, you gasp out a please. Your eyes are watering and it’s followed by a sniffle. His cheeks are pink as he moves up to meet your eyes, gaze so intense it almost makes you uncomfortable. It pins you in place. ...And yet, his expression is not all that different from his usual one. 

He laughs softly as he strokes the top of your head. “’Please’, what?” 

Despite your embarrassment, you force yourself to look him in the eye. “I- I don’t know,” You bow your head and move it to the side, avoiding him entirely. “I really don’t, but- Sometimes, I... Sometimes you touch me and, uh, after that, I get kind of- Warm, I think? It feels weird. And it’s never when anyone else does, it’s only... You.” ( Oh, if only you looked up to see his face right now! His grin is that of a dragon’s, ready to devour you whole. You unfortunate soul. ) “...And, it’s really bad right now. Is- Is that weird?” 

Volo’s fingers find your chin and he tugs your head upward to face him. You’re still not looking him in the eye. “Oh,” And he breathes out your name in a way that shoots a shiver up your spine. “That’s not strange at all. Why, I daresay it’s rather normal. Nothing to fret over, anyway.” Your eyes finally flicker back up to his.

“R-really?” He hasn’t helped you any closer to answers, but at least you feel a little less embarrassed.

“Do you think I’d ever lie to you? You wound me, dearest!” You immediately shake your head and his smile spreads wider, before he moves to kiss you once again. His tongue slides over your lips while his hand dips underneath the first layer of your clothes and presses against your clothed pussy. A jolt shoots through you and you jerk forward, breaking the kiss as you grind into his touch. 

He sighs and shakes his head, eyes half-lidded as he stares at you. “You poor thing. You’ve been so pent up through all of this, haven’t you? I can tell. You should’ve come to me about this earlier, and I would’ve been happy to help out- My pleasure, even.” He presses his finger against your clit through the fabric of your underwear and with a flash you remember, oh- This is supposed to feel good. Your legs shake as you push closer against him once again, already feeling like it isn’t enough. His name leaves your mouth in a whimper.

Cold hands sliding down your body as Volo tells you in a whisper to calm down. He’s going to introduce you to some human pleasures. That’s all. It’s okay to be nervous, of course it is, but... Won’t you trust him? There is something disarming about the gentle, peaceful smile on his face. You don’t expect that same mouth to be forced against yours moments later, tongue trying to pry open your lips. It’ll feel wonderful, he promises. You’ll soon understand what he means. 

Volo has something hungry about him. Pleasuring his god would’ve been on his mind for a while, otherwise he would’ve never gone this far without your prompting. Sure, he’ll tell you that it’s all for you, but... He needs to have a part of you all to himself, to have you fall apart because of his doing. (In a way, wouldn’t that be placing himself above you?) At the very least, he keeps true to his word. You’ll find no bruises or marks, there won’t be a moment of physical pain.

Though he has no desire to drag you down as he does your creator, desecration is still high on the list. He’s always been in this for the long haul, and so he starts with small requests. Something like holding your hand to see how they compare to each other, or buying you new clothes to wear. Innocent ones, to ease you into things. He starts leaving a kiss on your cheek as a greeting, tugging you close whenever you’re walking together. (And if you enjoy the attention, he isn’t shy to kiss you on the lips either. But it’s more of a reward, really.) If you complain, he’ll start always walking the line of your absolute limit. Eventually, he’ll ask if you can help him with something. And as soon as you chirp in response ‘sure, anything’, you’ve sealed your fate.

You don’t have the chance to ask why he’s putting his fingers in your mouth, because as soon as the third one is crammed past your lips, you can no longer speak. He makes a little humming sound as soon as you start drooling. Why, he hadn’t expected you to be this messy... Or, worse, having you in his lap, his hard cock impossible not to notice. Hands ghosting all over your body, never quite touching. He wants you to squirm, wants you to beg. To drag you from your pedestal just a little by making you want something so carnal, so human. Volo will never give you anything until you’re pleading for his help. It’s even cuter if you have no idea what you’re asking for- He’ll make sure he’s the only one who can satisfy you.