#op king

King’s strong hand pins your head to the pillow firmly, his cock dragging over your ass cheeks, the piercing on his thick cockhead leaving a trail of precum on your skin. His weight presses down on you, forcing an arch in your back that makes you shudder helplessly beneath him - he hasn’t even pushed in yet. 

“Pathetic. Should I ever bother fucking you? Might break that weak little cunt…” Tone dripping with raw disdain, he looks down at your frame spread flat on your stomach, judging your human form with annoyance - how puny you are compared to his Lunarian physique.  He could reduce you to ashes with his fire - flames dancing on his fingers, creating pretty patterns on your skin before disappearing in a blink.

King flattens you deeper into the mattress, crushing you down under his massive figure, his hand tangling on your hair, tightening, making sure your face is buried and you won’t dare look at him. “Please…” You beg, muffling needy moans against the tissue. 

“Please what? Please go easy on you? Please not tear you apart?” He scoffs at your pitiful plea, his hips giving a slight thrust that glides his big, pierced cock between your ass cheeks, the tip pressing against your wet cunt, making you feel the metal ring of his prince albert. 

“I can take it… please, I-” you beg again, bucking your hips. King grabs a handful of your hair roughly, lifting up your head only to embed it more firmly into the mattress to silence your ridiculous pleas. 

“Liar.” He grunts close to your ear. “You always scream and cry when I’m halfway in. The only thing you end up begging for is mercy, and you know I don’t have any.” 

He rubs his tip up and down your slit. “If you scream, I’ll shove the pillow in your mouth or just choke you,” he warns, pushing forward, stretching your cunt obscenely around his thick cockhead. The piercing is cold, rubbing against your walls. You choke on a scream into the pillow, clawing at the sheets as tears instantly spring to your eyes. King's hand tightens cruelly in your hair, the other gripping your hip hard enough to bruise. “See. You’re already screaming and I’m not even halfway,” he snarls directly into your ear through clenched teeth. “One good thrust and I could snap your spine.” 

You’re so damn tight around him, it’s unnerving. It shouldn’t be that pleasant. 

It’s wrong.

You’re wrong.

Deliciously wrong. 

“That fucking pathetic cunt… clenching around me like a vice. Struggling to take me. Pathetic body designed to be bred by weak species with small dicks.” He mocks cruelly, sliding deeper inside you, deep enough to make your whole body shift on the mattress. “Fuck…” Cursing under his breath, he pulls out slightly before slamming back, burying himself to the hilt, his heavy balls slapping loudly against your ass. His thrusts are so violent the bed frame shakes, his piercing dragging deliciously against your inner walls with each stroke. 

King is not kind.

Never.

He snaps his hips brutally as if he was mad at you, this damn weak body, this annoyingly perfect pussy squeezing him so good, so wrong. “You’re embarrassing,” he whispers, watching how you squirm, moan, coating his cock with your wetness. His fingers are tangled so tightly on your hair your scalp burns, his free hand sliding under your pinned body to feel the bulge of his cock stretching you beyond relief. 

He’s fucking you like if you were his worst enemy, his angry pace driving his cock deeper into you to punish that body way too perfect around his girth. “Fucking… cunt,” he snarls with each thrust, pulling out almost all the way and snapping his hips forward, bottoming out so hard his piercing bullies your cervix. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh with the room - his hips snapping against your ass cheeks, his balls smacking against your wet cunt. 

Voice high-pitched, mind hazy, dizzy, eyes rolling back and drooling on the sheets, skin dewy with sweat, your whole body jolt under each punishing stroke - his thrusts are meant to remind you of your place.

Beneath him.

At his mercy. 

Gripping the pillow as it was your lifeline, you uncontrollably start to crawl on the mattress, overwhelmed, fucked dumb, moans reduced to incoherent wails. King watches your struggle with dark satisfaction, slamming against your cervix repeatedly. “I thought you could take it,” He grunts, keeping you pinned down and helpless. Your frame practically slides up the bed, spit strings hanging from your mouth to the pillow.

With his both hands, he presses on the small of your back, almost breaking your spine, arching you in an unnatural, sadistic angle, just to admire the jiggles of your flesh, how you clench and unclench your fists before giving up, limbs totally incoherent, jerky. 

Methodically, he pulls out until just the tip remains before slamming back in deep, his piercing brushing your cervix, bullying your sensitive walls. You don’t even know if what you’re hearing is your skin slapping against his or your brain rattling. Your arms flop uselessly beside you, toes curling. Reduced to a quivering mess, losing the control of your limbs badly, your legs kick in the air uncontrollably, splaying out to the side like a doll, before kicking the air again. You choke on your own moans so loudly King furrows his eyebrows. “Choking on my cock, chocking on your moans, chocking on your own breaths... Begging me to choke you?”

King wraps one big arm around your throat, squeezing tightly, cutting off your hair supply, using his chokehold to keep you pinned while he pounds into you. Only when you cough, he releases his grip, keeping you at the very edge of passing out. Your feet keeps jerking weakly, your eyes rolling back, your head spinning. 

You’re full.

Full of King, only King, drowning in a sea of fire, nothing else matters. 

Choking on your moans, your sobs, your cries until spots dance in your vision, crybaby tears running down your cheeks, you try to speak but only broken whines fall from your lips. “Keep crying, you know I love this.” King snarls, wiping your tears with his thumb only to lick them, savoring the salty taste. 

He’s forcing himself so deep you can’t even hear anymore, just shriek in confused pleasure twisted with pain, coating his cock with your dripping wet cunt. Breathing heavily, kicking the air, you clench around King's girth as if you were trying to hold onto something desperately, the wet sounds so loud, lewd, indecent. He keeps dragging his length in and out of your soaking wet hole, focused solely on rearranging your guts and punching against your sweet spot. 

You try to say something, but air rushes out of your lungs, incoherent sounds spilling out your mouth as you cum loudly, squirting on his cock, making a mess down your thighs and on the sheets beneath you. King doesn’t stop, fucking you through your orgasm, biting on your shoulder, his raspy breaths music to your ears as he lets go of your throat to tangle his thick fingers in your hair. “Fucking slut always squirting on my dick…” He doesn’t even slow down, pounding into your oversensitive pussy until you cum instantly from the stimulation of his piercing and how nice he’s stretching you. You sob into the pillow, savoring how nice King's chest feels against your back, his long white hair so soft like silk on your skin, his lips too delicate for the obscenity he’s whispering to your ear. “Squeezing around me like you won’t let me go. Milking me like a pathetic slut…” 

Despite the foggy state of your mind, you babble. “Inside me…” 

“What was that?” He mutters, dragging his piercing with each stroke, his balls smacking against your pussy. A slight, wicked grin curls his lips as he listens to your embarrassing begging - you’re so desperate it’s entertaining. “Want me to cum inside you?” He teases cruelly, sending waves of pleasure through your overwhelmed body. “Beg.” 

“Please… need you… i-inside m-” You stutter, unable to create elaborate sentences. Without any sympathy, King slaps your leaking cunt hard. “What was even that? Say it properly.” 

The piercing is overstimulating you, making every thrust feel like both heaven and hell. “Say it.” He spanks your ass cheek roughly. “Say you want me to breed you.” 

Eyes rolling back, vision almost blank, drooling, you scream into the pillow. “..breed me-please breed me-please” Voice wrecked, ruined, you don’t even feel the tears running down your cheeks as you keep whining like a mindless slut. 

“Louder.” King snaps again, punishing you with a mean stroke until you cry out loud, your lungs giving up. 

“Dumb slut…” He mutters, but his hips move faster, chasing his own release. “You’re really going to take all my cum deep inside you like a good girl?”

Only a muffled sound spills out of your swollen lips. King's cock twitches and pulses around you, your feet helplessly kicking the air as you feel him so close to fill you up - until he brutally pulls out with a wet pop, leaving you with a gaping slippery, sloppy hole. “Pathetic. You really thought I would breed a human body?” He spits on your cunt, slapping his fat cockhead against your slit. “You’re not worthy.” He leaves you empty and dripping, watching your pussy with a confused mix of disdain and fascination. 

You were so warm and tight around him. 

Fucking unnerving. 

His gaze linger on your exhausted form trembling crazily, his fist pumping his cock. “You can’t even control your muscles,” he scoffs, shifting his massive frame to kneel beside your head. With one hand, he turns your face to a side to expose your flushed cheek. “Eyes closed.” He snarls, not even allowing you to see his face, your lashes fluttering close under his command. 

His piercing glints under the dim light. “Open your mouth,” he adds abruptly - not for a  kiss, only for you to swallow his cum. You won’t waste a single drop. Thick, hot ropes of seed splatters across your cheeks and down your mouth. It splashes messily, dripping into the corner of your mouth and onto your tongue. He keeps pumping his cum until your cheek is coated with white, sticky seed. King milks himself dry, smearing his seed on your swollen lips with his tip, watching how you stupidly lick him clean, swallowing every single drop you manage to get. “Look at you swallowing like a slut… It won’t breed you, you know? This fucking cunt is not worthy of my offspring.”

Slowly, King let go of you, looking down at your shuddering body - sloppy cunt, face covered with his seed, sweat and goosebumps covering your skin.

He tangles his fingers into your hair one last time, biting on your shoulder. “Your little cunt… is the best I ever fucked. And I hate that. I hate how good you look, even covered with my seed.” He mutters under his breath, almost too low to hear as he watches your back covered in hickeys and bite marks, your thighs sticky, your legs twitching weakly, bruises on your hip and ass cheeks. “You’re so pathetic compared to me…” 

Despite calling, you weak, pathetic and embarrassing all the time, his words almost sound like praises, at least in his language. “… yet you’re taking me so nicely. But don’t get any ideas, I still think you’re fucking weak. You just have a nice pussy.” He pauses, almost tenderly pushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his huge, black wings covering your naked frame in a warm embrace. “And I hate you.” 

Sweet litotes. 

Four words - one lie.

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Resting on your forearms and knees, you looked up at Katakuri through your lashes, drinking in the light flush across his face before you leaned forward and wrapped your lips around the head of his cock. A choked grunt came from him as his whole body twitched under the feel of his cock entering the soft, wet heat of your mouth. Starting slow, you moved your head up and down along his length, lips spread wide around his thick shaft.  

Katakuri threaded his fingers through your hair while he panted lightly, his abs flexing with every breath as your mouth glided along him.  

Behind you, the bed dipped and then King’s large hands were on your hips. Your back arched involuntarily, wings flaring out, as you felt the tip of his cock nudge against your entrance. A shiver danced across your skin while your knees spread further apart to make room for him, making your ass go higher in the air. One of King’s hands rubbed over from your hip to your ass cheek, massaging the fatty flesh before slapping it, making your lower half jolt. You heard Katakuri murmur a soft fuck above you, making your breathing pick up through your nose.  

“Both.” 

Your one worded answer left the two large men stunned – King more so than Katakuri, who had presumably already seen what you’d say. 

“Both?” King repeated back, his brow arching. Katakuri remained silent but shifted his scarf to bury his face further into it.  

Folding your arms across your chest, you raised your chin and held your ground, “Yes, both of you. That’s what I want.” 

The two of them had spent the past few months vying for your hand – the last known female lunarian – and now this was what you had laid out in front of them. You had grown a real connection with both of these men and couldn’t - didn’t want to – decide between them. While it was in your hands how this all went down, you knew they could easily walk away from you still for such a decision. 

But after exchanging a look, the two men had agreed to your desires, surprising you.  

Even if they had to share you, they found they didn’t care because at the end of it all, the two of them just wanted to be with you. 

Now, you had them in your bed, naked and pinning you between them. 

Unable to wait any longer, you pushed your hips back to signal to King that you needed his cock and needed it now. King’s hand gripped your ass tightly as his other hand left your hip to direct his cock, rubbing the head of it along your folds and making you whine in protest.  

As King showed you mercy, his thick cock slid into your pussy, stretching you deliciously, and you couldn’t help but moan around Katakuri’s length while your eyes lightly rolled back in their sockets. Katakuri’s hands gripped your hair tighter as his breath hitched, cock twitching inside your mouth. 

King thrusted his cock all the way into you, his hips smacking up against your ass. Another moan came from you at the feel of him being so deep inside of you and it caused Katakuri to snap his own hips forward, shoving his cock further into your mouth. 

A full-on tremble coursed through your body this time – the fullness of your mouth and your pussy making you writhe between them.  

As you started to eagerly bob your head up and down Katakuri’s length, King started to thrust into you causing you grip the bed sheets harshly to anchor yourself. The noise of his hips slapping against your ass made your pussy clench around him and King groaned, his hands holding on tight to your hips. You hollowed your cheeks around Katakuri’s cock and moved your head so he glided down your throat, taking more of him every time you went.  

Katakuri choked out a moan and started to meet your rhythm, thrusting his cock down your throat. Your whimper was muffled around him, your body burning hot with pleasure.  

The two men groaned and panted and grunted as they thrusted into you, hands roaming over you and cocks entering your holes over and over. Your hands twisted around the sheets as you tried to keep up with their quickening paces, your breath coming out in short bursts through your nose. 

You then felt King’s hand slide up your back – ignoring your fire since it didn’t bother him – and start to rub at the area of skin between your wings. It caused your body to thrash in pleasure, and your mouth slid off of Katakuri’s cock as a wanton moan ripped up your throat.  

Katakuri panted heavily as he leaned back and watched as King continued to drill into you from behind, his hand now moving from that spot between your wings to caressing the shoulder of your wing. 

A string of moans tumbled from your lips as you buried your face into the bed, your body completely overwhelmed with pleasure.  

“Little known fact about us lunarians,” you could practically hear the smirk in King’s voice, “our wings are quite sensitive.”  

As you cried out from his unrelenting pleasure, your hands went to Katakuri’s thighs, and you looked up at him with pleading eyes. Your saliva coated lips were slightly agape as you panted heavily and dug your nails into his legs, your pussy squeezing around King’s cock. Katakuri stared down at you wide eyed, pupils dilated with lust, and you moaned pathetically as you felt your body start to tense up.  

A babble of yes and please spilled from you over and over as you kept your eye contact with Katakuri until your body finally gave in from King’s touch and brutal thrusts. Creasing your brow, you came hard around his cock, and a cry of ecstasy was pulled from your throat. It felt like sparks surged through your body as you twitched and trembled before you ultimately collapsed onto the bed, no longer able to hold yourself up. 

As King slowed his touch and started to slowly rock his hips against you, once again you heard Katakuri let out a low, drawn out curse. You felt Katakuri’s fingers thread through your hair again and sighed, leaning into his soft touch as your brain started to feel hazy. King then pulled back and slid his cock out of you before removing himself from the bed. 

“Good to still keep going?” Katakuri asked you and you lifted your head to reply with a smile and a yes. You knew what was next and a shiver of excitement ran along your skin. 

“Take care of our girl for a moment,” King said as he walked away from the bed. His words our girl pierced through the haziness of your mind and you rubbed your thighs together.  

Katakuri came around to scoop you up off the bed, your arms going around his neck and legs around his hips. Your body felt weightless and your wings twitched, feathers rustling. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Katakuri lied back and had you straddle him before he angled his cock to thrust up into your oversensitive pussy.  

Moaning low in your throat, your hands braced themselves on his broad chest as he plunged his cock up into you repeatedly. The way his cock drove into you just right made your head whip back and back arch, pleasure rippling through you. Your breath came out rapidly as your pussy spasmed around his thick length, his big hands tight on your hips as he held you in place.  

As a high-pitched cry came from you, King came back over and stood behind you, in between Katakuri’s spread legs. Then you felt his thick middle finger press against your puckered hole, already coated in lube and you pressed your lips together to suppress the whine that wanted to escape you. His finger slid into your asshole and your breath whooshed out of your lungs. 

Katakuri’s thrusting didn’t stop as King pumped his finger in and out of you, and you leaned over Katakuri’s chest while you tried to catch your breath.  

Soon, King added a second finger into your tight hole and just as you hung your head down to let out a sob, his other hand grabbed your hair and pulled your head back. He savagely thrusted his fingers into you while Katakuri continued to drive into your soaked pussy from below.  

Your legs began to shake, and your breaths came out fast and ragged, laced with attempts at whines and moans, as you felt yet another orgasm build quickly.  

King leaned closer to you, his lips right at your ear, “Gonna cum again already?” Those fingers of his curled inside of you and you gasped loudly.  

“She’s so close.” Katakuri’s voice was low and husky as he thrusted into you even harder and your face scrunched up in ecstasy. Another orgasm crashed through you, and you let out a shuddering breath before a sob clawed its way up your throat. Giving your hair one last tug, King pulled your head back to give you a rough kiss. You moaned against his lips but before you could get too lost in it, he broke away from you. 

As you caught your breath, King let go of your hair and slid his fingers out of you, making you inhale sharply. Your body slumped forward while your arms shook to keep you upright and Katakuri slowed down his thrusting.  

Then you saw King reach for the bottle of lube that was on the bed – he must’ve placed it there when he came back over and you were so lost in Katakuri and his cock and King’s fingers that you didn’t notice. 

From behind you, the sound of King slicking up his cock with the lube filled your ears and your pussy clenched, making Katakuri gasp.  

This time, you felt King’s cock at your asshole and he whispered in your ear, “Lean forward, baby.” 

Doing as he said, you leaned yourself across Katakuri’s torso, coming face to face with him. Just as King pressed his cock against your tight hole and started to breach that tight ring of muscle, making your body begin to tense, Katakuri kissed you. 

You whimpered against his lips, but it helped distract you and caused your body to relax so King could keep pushing himself deeper into you. Katakuri’s large tongue delved into your mouth, and you moaned around his tongue. 

As Katakuri toyed with your tongue, King eventually bottomed out in your ass, giving you time to stretch and adjust around him properly. 

The feel of both of their cocks in you at once was overwhelming and you held onto Katakuri for dear life as you pulled away from his kiss. Sucking in a deep breath, you closed your eyes and centered yourself. 

“Look at her so full of our cocks,” King cooed, rubbing at your back. Katakuri groaned and gave you a quick kiss, “She’s so beautiful, taking them so well.” 

You moaned at their praise, a flush spreading across your cheeks and down your chest as you opened your eyes again. 

Then they both started to move and your mind went blank. 

From below, you had Katakuri plunging up into you yet again and from behind, you had King thrusting his hips against your ass. All you could do moan and sob as your body rocked with theirs. Your breath was ragged in your throat, and you could barely get any air into your lungs, but you didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to you right now were the two men holding onto you and giving you everything they had. 

Your whole body felt on fire as their cocks entered you over and over. The way they both dragged along your inner walls simultaneously was driving you insane.  

It was just too good and you were just so full. 

As you breathlessly moaned, you clenched and unclenched around them, completely gone to the pleasure. Both men groaned loudly as their paces started to get messy.  

With whispered chanting of their names, yet again an orgasm shattered through you – your strongest yet and you screamed in pure ecstasy. Your throat felt raw and your eyes glazed over but you still moaned for them, pawing at Katakuri’s shoulders. 

As Katakuri’s orgasm hit him, he leaned forward and bit at your shoulder, making you cry out as those fangs of his dug into your flesh. He didn’t go too deep, but you knew it would leave a mark and that sent a thrill through you. A groan came from him as his hot cum spilled inside of you, making your eyes roll back at the sensation.  

King didn’t last much longer either and soon he gave you a few more hard thrusts before he pressed himself all the way into your ass, filling you to the brim with his seed. He let loose a low growl as his wings flared out wide and the flame at his back burned hot and bright.  

The three of you were a mess of tangled limbs, sweat, and heavy breathing. Their cum slowly dripped out of your impossibly full holes and you let out a deep breath, still in disbelief that this was reality. 

To Katakuri, this situation had worked in his favor due to being able to still have you and not hand you over to his mother and in King’s eyes, he got his mate. 

And for you, well, you had two beautiful men who meant everything to you. 

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