Chapter 5 - 4.18.20- Another Fundraiser

Sequel to previous Caitlin x Reader fic, but now Marshal is also there.

Marshal is actually a bit more used to dealing with how Caitlin is when she has trouble sleeping, despite being relatively new to this whole arrangement. Well, he has worked with her for a while, so even if he does not know the tricks that you have for settling her down, he does at least know how she is, and how much clingier and brattier she can get at those times.

But now that he is officially dating the two of you, he gets to join in your efforts of using sex to settle her down for the night. Fortunately for all of you, having two to do the work means that it takes less time now, and leaves all three of you exhausted and satisfied by the end of it all. And Marshal proves himself to be just as good at taking care of Caitlin, and helping you wear her out.

Tonight, she sits on your lap as you pull her down on your cock, pushing up into her ass and listening to her whiny moans as you fill her. You have your arms wrapped around her now, holding her as she begins to bounce on your cock, and Marshal kneels in front of her, spreading her legs so that he can go down on her while you fuck her ass.

Caitlin leans her head back on your shoulder, moaning and whimpering as Marshal buries his face between her thighs. With both of you targeting her at once like this, concentrating your efforts into her pleasure, she has no chance of resisting, and will soon be completely helpless between the two of you.

You move a hand up to grope at one of her breasts, feeling her squirm in response to your touch, and you take one of her nipples between your fingertips, rolling it between yours fingers, teasing and toying with her to make her all the more breathless, and all the more needy. Her voice grows louder even as she struggles to breathe, as you and Marshal put your all into pushing her well beyond her limits.

You let Caitlin ride your lap while you play with her nipple and begin to kiss along her neck, looking down from time to time just to see Marshal, still steady at work, his head moving between her legs, and you know her moans of pleasure are caused by the both of you, that Marshal is doing what he can for her as well. Though she is between the two of you, thinking about what Marshal does excites you just as much as if you were in a different position, something where the other man could touch you a bit more directly.

Right now, it may be all about her, but you know him, and you know that both of you get plenty out of the ritual for helping her fall asleep. And already, you have decided that, if Marshal is not properly worn out after the two of you are done with Caitlin, then you might stay up a bit longer to assist him.

Byakuya and Kyoko overstimulating Makoto to help him destress.

The Future Foundation involves a lot of work that involves a lot of stress for everyone involved, but Byakuya and Kyoko both notice that it is particularly hard on Makoto, who is worrying himself far too much. It does not seem like there is any way to get him to relax, which means that the two of them are going to have to take matters into their own hands, to make sure that he does not overextend himself.


The best way that they can think to do that is to pleasure him until he is so overwhelmed with it that he is not able to think about anything else, and therefore can’t worry about anything. Between the two of them, it should be an easy enough job, especially since they have both decided to do so ahead of time.



And when they have Makoto panting and whimpering and seeming as though he can barely breathe or make a sound at all, it seems like they are doing a pretty good job of it. Byakuya has his face buried in Makoto’s ass, his tongue pressed inside of him, while Kyoko has a hand wrapped around his cock, steadily working it up and down. While Byakuya eats him out and she jerks him off, she also leans her head down so that she can suck at one of his nipples, flicking her tongue over it to make him cry out in a broken and needy voice.



Makoto writhes under their combined efforts, barely able to contain himself already, and neither of them have any intention of stopping, until he is pushed so far beyond his limit that the bliss is overwhelming and all-consuming, taking all of his worries away, if only for the moment. Byakuya works his tongue deeper into him, not seeming to mind debasing himself in this manner nearly as much as one might think, perhaps even revealing a side of him that only exists for the two of them.



If anything, Kyoko would not be surprised if, in the event of one of them teasing him about it, he decided to brag on himself instead, and his capabilities when it came to eating ass. As for her, she is content to quietly do all that she can, soon switching off so that she can use both hands to tease at Makoto’s nipples, and she drops her mouth down, wrapping her lips around his cock.



With Kyoko now sucking him off, he is not able to hold back at all, crying out desperately and breathlessly, and she bobs her head on his cock, wasting no time in losing herself in the motions. Between the two of them, their combined efforts doing plenty to overwhelm Makoto, he has no hope of lasting very long at all. Sure enough, he soon whimpers and whines as he comes in Kyoko’s mouth, and even then, neither she nor Byakuya let up.

Soon, the two of them intend to switch positions, but neither will be done with Makoto for a good while yet.



Annette is excited to tell Mercedes that she is late.



Annette has a pretty good idea what this means. At first, she barely notices, but it isn’t long before she is paying closer attention, because, after all, this is something that she has been trying for, and something that she has been looking forward to. Though there is no way to know for sure that it means what she thinks it does, she has a good feeling about this, and is so excited that she can hardly stand it. So excited that she knows she has to tell somebody about this.


She knows that she can’t tell him just yet, not until she does know for sure, but there is someone that she can tell, and someone that can help confirm this for her as well. For years and years, Mercedes has been Annette’s closest friend, even since they met at the Sorcerer’s School, meeting again at the Officer’s Academy, sticking close by each other through school and on into the war. If there is anyone she can talk to about this, it is definitely Mercedes, and that is even without considering the other woman’s skill set.

Healing magic has always been her specialty, something she has focused on because of her desire to aid the church, and her desire to help people. Since then, she has grown quite a bit as a medic, second only to Manuela, but if she keeps training at the pace she is, Annette has a feeling that she will close in on her quickly. She is perfect for this, because she will be able to help Annette confirm if her suspicions are true.

But first, there is the most important part of sharing her news and sharing her excitement with her best friend. Annette can hardly contain herself as she searches for Mercedes, asking if they can take some time to talk to each other alone. Mercedes can at least tell that she is happy, and that she is not asking to talk to her about anything too deathly serious. By the time she has her alone, Annette can no longer hold back, bouncing on her heels and saying, “Mercie! Guess what! I’m late!”

Mercedes blinks for a moment, before cocking her head. “Late for what, Annie? Is it something I can help you with?”

At that, Annette can’t help but laugh with giddy giggles. “Come on, Mercie, think about it! We’ve only talked about this a hundred times! I’m late , just like I wanted to be!”

It still takes her a moment to understand exactly what her friend is saying to her, but as Mercedes searches Annette’s expression, seeing her bright grin, and watches the way she continues to bounce, exciting absolutely pouring out of her, it does not take her much longer to finally put two and two together, and understand what it is that Annette is trying to tell her.

Now, a matching smile breaks out across her own face, Annette’s excitement contagious. She claps her hands together and says, “Oh, Annie, that’s wonderful!” 

Sequel to the above, laments Byleth cannot be as rough with her, accidentally revealing him as the father.



“Isn’t it just?” Annette replies, unable to keep her excitement under wraps now that she has openly admitted to it. Everything is going just the way she wants it to, and she knows that Mercedes, her closest friend, is the one that she can trust the most with this information right now. Even more than that, she can trust her not to ask as many questions as others might.



And so the two of them continue to gush to each other about the excitement of her pregnancy, all while Mercie doesn’t grill her for more details, just like Annette wants. For now, most of this has to remain a secret, and she is glad that her best friend is understanding about that.



~X~



But as time passes, there are some things about being pregnant that are not as much of a positive, at least in Annette’s eyes, and soon enough, she finds herself venting to Mercedes just as much as she gushes to her about it. It also seems like no time at all before she is showing, her stomach swelling by the day as her child continues to grow within her.



“Now that I’m really starting to show it, it’s great, but at the same time, some things aren’t as fun,” she confides. Her voice slips into a whine as she says, “I’m absolutely bulging now, so Byleth says he doesn’t want to be as rough with me, to make sure that he doesn’t do anything to hurt the baby.”



This is something that has been on her mind for a while, and once she has started on it, she doesn’t notice the surprised expression on Mercie’s face. Now that she is already on the topic, she just keeps going as she says, “I really like it when he’s rough, so I’m going to miss it  alot until the baby is born. His cock is just so big, and he’s so powerful, he can fuck me so hard that I can barely walk the next day. You might not think it from how stoic he can be at times, but once he loses control, it’s almost monstrous.”



Forgetting what she has already said, she says, “Oh, yeah, I guess I never mentioned that the father is kinda stoic, huh? Well, he is, so it really does come as a surprise, but all that calm and quiet hides a lot. I love it when he lets lose on me while we’re fucking, but, like I said, he doesn’t think we should do anything like that right now…”



She trails off in the middle of her sentence, because now, she is starting to piece together what she has said, and now she is noticing the expression on Mercie’s face. Though she had finished the conversation acting as if the father’s identity was still a mystery, the fact is, by now, she’s already let the cat out of the bag. She realizes too late that she’s already said that it was Byleth, something that she definitely was not supposed to reveal.



Leon/Hop/Gloria double anal.



Hop is so used to having Gloria between him and Leon in some way that he thinks that is all they are getting up to when Leon says that they should fuck her “at the same time.” His brother has never been the brightest, so Hop thinks nothing of the fact that he suggests it as if it is something new, when it is actually something they do all the damn time, something that all three can never seem to get enough of.


How is he to know that Leon actually means something new? At least, know it before Leon says it in a more clear manner, saying that he wants them to fuck Gloria’s ass at the same time. Gloria seems so eager that Hop, though apprehensive, wondering if such a thing is even possible, decides to go along with it without question. If Gloria wants it, and if Lee says they can do it, then that’s all there is to it.

Hop is supposed to lay down, with Gloria getting on top of him. Since he has no idea what he’s doing, Lee says, then he can just do things like normal and leave everything else to his big bro. Gloria is so tight as she sinks down onto Hop that he has no idea how she is supposed to fit him and Leon’s big cock, but as he is quickly overwhelmed by the pleasure of being buried in her ass, he finds it hard to think about that, or anything else.

Gloria settles onto him with an indulgent moan, leaning forward so that there will be room for Leon, as he gets behind them, leaning over top of Gloria, joining Hop in pushing his cock into her tight, needy asshole, as Gloria cries out with her desperate moans. Hop is stunned to realize that she is able to take both him and his brother at the same time, overwhelmed by the strange sensation of sharing the hole with Leon, and altogether not at all prepared for any of this.

The pleasure is all too much for him to take, as he and Leon set a rough pace together, something that he would ordinarily worry might be too much for Gloria, but right now, he is past the point of thinking about that, and she has more than proven herself capable of taking far more than he ever would have expected from her. In fact, she seems to be having the time of her life, moaning louder and louder for both of them, as they thrust into her with their shared rhythm.

Soon enough, they are both pounding into her with abandon, and still she takes it all, she still she craves more, until it is all Hop can do to keep things going, so lost in his own pleasure that he can barely hold back at all. He does his best to keep pace with Leon, not letting himself give in until Leon groans as he fills her ass, and only then does Hop let go, coming hard alongside his brother, much to Gloria’s delight.

Hilda's been playing it too risky fucking both Alder and Grimsley, but the co-workers settle it all over a friendly spitroast



She knew she was more likely to be found out if she kept it going with two men who knew each other so well, but the more time she spent with one, the less willing she was to cut it off, going back and forth between the two of them until there was no way she could give up fucking either of them. Between Alder and Grimsley, she has no idea how she is supposed to choose, when each of the older men gives her something so different and so equally intoxicating that she can’t help but push her luck.

It is only a matter of time before she’s caught in it, but instead of losing out on both of them, they decide to handle it maturely, and before she knows it, she finds herself with even more, in the form of getting to be between the two of them. Better than anything Hilda ever could have hoped for, that much is for sure. Getting spitroasted by the two of them shows her just what she was missing out on by trying to keep her involvement with each a secret from the other.

But now she can indulge in that all she wants, bent over as she takes it from both of them, Alder gripping her hips tight as he pounds her ass, and Grimsley tugging on her hair just enough to hurt while he fucks her face. She has given herself up entirely to them, surrendering to them and to her own lust, and not caring a bit for anything other than this moment. She pushes her hips back while pushing her head forward, trying to take in as much of the two men as she possibly can, always wanting more, to the point of being greedy.

Whenever she pushes back, Alder responds with another rough thrust, and even now, his size is almost more than she can handle. She knew she was getting in over her head from the moment she first set out to seduce the much older man, but that only made it more exciting and continues to fuel her excitement to this day. 

Of course, Grimsley was far more than she could handle from the start as well, so damn smug and sure of himself, and always able to overwhelm her without even trying. He can see right through her and take advantage of all of her weakness, and mock her for getting off on his cruelty all the while. Even now, he’s teasing her for her behavior, telling her what a slut she is for trying to play the both of then, and how much sluttier it is that she is so eager to let them share her, but her thoughts are so hazy right now that she can hardly pay attention to his words, just the way he tugs her hair and pushes his cock down her throat.

Hilda could stay like this forever, pushed between the two of them and letting them use her, and hopes that this is only the beginning of the consequences of getting involved with the two older men.

Sequel to the above Hilda prompt: they pee on her

Fortunately for Hilda, both of the men decide that once is definitely not enough and that they have plenty of things they can do to keep showing her what she’s been missing, by trying to fuck both of them on the side and in secret. This is all at once a punishment and a reward, and Hilda takes everything that they have to give her with gluttonous ecstasy.

So when they both want to piss on her, an interest she has cultivated in them separately, and indulged in with them separately, who is she to deny them that? Instead, she begs to remain clothed while they do it, so they can ruin her outfit while they humiliate her, always eager to take things to the next level, whenever she has the chance to.

Sitting on the floor, the two of them standing over her, she takes in their differences as they both aim and prepare to hose her down, and is once again so very glad that they found her out. Hilda parts her lips as she waits for them, letting them both know that her mouth is definitely fair game. At nearly the same time, they both relaxx, sighing as they do, with Grimsley already aiming for her mouth, and Alder taking his time on her body, soaking her from her chest all the way down to her shorts.

She leans into both of their streams, and soon, Alder is redirecting so that he can try and aim in her mouth as well, though neither of them seem to care that they make quite a mes of her face in the process. Hilda is just eager for more, eager to drink as much of their piss as she can, while also glad to be as covered in it as possible, her clothes and hair soaked through in the process.

And then, once their streams have finally begun to die down, she is still not satisfied and neither are they. Without having to speak, they all know what comes next, and that is Hilda taking them both in her mouth at the same time, to “clean up” after them. Ignoring the fact that she is the most in need of cleaning herself, she eagerly sucks them both off at the same time, opening her mouth wide so that they can both push in.

Taking them both at once is no small feat, but Hilda is so willing and eager, so desperate for them that it doesn’t matter to her. She manages and has them both moaning for her in no time at all, glad to be able to prove, both to them and herself, that there is no need for her to ever have to split her attention between the two of them again. All along, having both Alder and Grimsley at the same time was the ideal, and now she will never be satisfied with anything else.

She works until she is able to make them both come down her throat, and she swallows that just as eagerly as their piss.

Rhea's come to believe that mating with a dragon might awaken Sothis inside Byleth, so she is very hands-on in having him fuck a not-so-eager Flayn

Flayn does not seem nearly as enthusiastic about the idea as Rhea is, but she is being made to go through with this either way. It is her duty to the church, the archbishop continues to assure her, not bothering to explain it beyond that, as if she expects Flayn to understand something that she has never before known about.


In reality, Rhea is just getting desperate, and has begun to wonder if mating with another of her kind might assist in the goddess’ awakening within Byleth. So, she wants Byleth and Flayn to do just that, and has no issue in taking part in it, just to make sure that everything goes well.



So while Flayn is not entirely enthusiastic, and while Rhea is taking a hands-on approach to the whole situation, Byleth is not sure how to feel, or what he should do, other than exactly as the archbishop tells him to. It is not as if this is anything but positive for him, and so he decides to just let things happen as they do, following Rhea’s guidance as he pushes down into Flayn, hoping that, by the end of it all, she will be just as happy with this as Rhea is.



Rhea is beside the two of them, running a hand down Byleth’s back, petting him in encouragement as she murmurs to him, giving him instructions that he does not really need as he lets his own instinct take over, burying himself within the girl. Flayn whimpers, relaxing a bit beneath him as she takes him, and Byleth groans as he fills her, quickly overwhelmed by the sensation. He can claim that he is doing this to follow Rhea’s orders all he wants, but the pleasure is enough to prove to him that it is just as much for himself as it is anything else.



And as he begins thrusting into Flayn, quickly losing his self-control and fucking her harder with each jerk of his hips, Rhea leans over top of him, wrapping her arms around him and embracing him, her breasts pressed tight against his back. Her voice is low in his ear as she says, “Yes, just like that...you’re doing such a good job with her, Byleth.”



He can’t help but notice the way Flayn tenses as Rhea embraces him and speaks, but it isn’t enough to slow him down, as his lust overtakes his judgment, his own needs overpowering everything else. Whether this is for the good of the church or not hardly matters to him right now, as he takes what he has been given without understanding the true purpose, and without caring a bit about what that purpose might be.



Flayn is giving in as well, her whimpers giving way to moans beneath him, unable to resist the pleasure that comes with this, no matter how strange the circumstances surrounding it all may be. Just like Byleth, she must come to accept that they are doing this because Rhea wants them to, and that the best thing she can do is let herself enjoy it.



Lucina has a daddy complex. Her sister Severa has a mommy complex. Tonight, they both get what they want with their parents



The sisters do not always see eye to eye, but they have more in common than what they might show on the surface. With that in mind, they only serve to gain by working together to get what they want, and what they want is their parents. More specifically, Lucina holds nothing but respect for her father, and more than anything wants to be able to be as close to him as possible. As for Severa, she is tired of being compared to her perfect mother, tired of feeling like she will never live up to those expectations, and wants to be the only one that Cordelia praises.



Their similar and opposite complexes have built up so much over time, but now, after helping one another out, they both get exactly what it is that they want, with the whole family together. While Lucina rides Chrom’s lap, Severa goes to pieces and proves that she can’t even hope to keep her composure while Cordelia shows her what she can do.



It would be so much more infuriating, finding yet another thing that her mother is undoubtedly perfect at, if not for the fact that Severa is far too overwhelmed by pleasure to feel anything else at all. Her mother keeps her head between Severa’s legs while a hand reaches up to fondle one of her breasts, and any chance Severa might have had at playing this cool or overwhelming Cordelia with her own skill has definitely gone out the window now.



With her tongue buried inside of her daughter, Cordelia is diligent and dedicated, doing everything that she can to overwhelm Severa with her pleasure, and Severa can only tip her head back, moaning and whining as she gives herself over to her lust entirely. Maybe she won’t be able to prove herself after all, but it’s hard to worry about that right now.



Lucina is not holding up much better, going to pieces on her father’s cock, whimpering as she bounces up and down on his lap, his hands on her hips. Chrom groans beneath her, not sure how he is supposed to handle this, but much too deep into it to be able to escape. He’s fucking his older daughter, and he can hear the moans of his youngest daughter, while his wife eats her out, and all of this is going too far, too fast, so all he can do is keep pushing his cock into Lucina, and stop trying to think at all.



Not only that, but the pleasure is too much for him, like nothing he has ever experienced before, heightened only by the knowledge that he is doing something he definitely shouldn’t. Lucina whimpers and tells him she loves him, over and over while she rides him, and it’s all he can do to give her the praise that she is after.



The sisters don’t have much in common, but after this night, they’ll at least have on very important thing in common- their shared love of fucking their parents.



Lyra can't believe Leaf is fucking Giovanni, until Leaf 'helps' Lyra find out what makes him so appealing

By the end, Leaf is sure that Lyra will see exactly why she does this. The new champion sought out a former champion, wanting to know where she disappeared to, shocked to discover that she disappeared to be with the old Team Rocket boss, and seems to be pretty happy with that arrangement. To Lyra, that seems completely unbelievable, and she has no idea why someone like Leaf could let herself fall so far.

Which is exactly why Leaf lets her lover fuck Lyra senseless, wanting her to understand the reason she was willing to let everything else go so that she could run away with Giovanni. With Lyra pinned down underneath him, her wrists over head, she is completely helpless beneath him, but Leaf knows that it won’t be long before she understands, and perhaps she might even be just as willing to give herself over to him.

Despite the rough image he might give off, he is an expert at handling such things, kissing down Lyra’s body, sucking on one of her small breasts, his tongue flicking over her nipple and causing her to gasp. She is trying her best to fight it, but she is entirely at his mercy, and quickly losing herself to the pleasure that threatens to overtake her. Giovanni could keep teasing her like this forever, and she would never be able to resist him, no matter how hard she may try.

She tries to fight it, but she can’t stop herself from moaning, and Giovanni does not let up, until he is pushing his cock into her, and she cries out, a mixture of pleasure and disgust. Lyra wants to hate this and doesn’t want to want this from him, but she can no longer fight it, and she is as disgusted with herself as she is him, but no amount of disgust is enough to fend off the growing lust.

Leaf stands off to the side, barely able to contain herself and remain a spectator as she watches Giovanni on top of the adorable Lyra, watching as he fucks her steadily and as she writhes beneath him, giving in without any further fight. Just as Leaf knew she would, she is losing herself in it, crying out and moaning desperately, her face betraying her so easily.

Even if she tries to deny it later, there will be no way to hide the way she went to pieces for him. She arches her back, pushing up so that her hips meet his, and Giovanni cups a hand behind her head, leaning down to press his lips to hers. It is less an act of intimacy as it is a means of showing just how easily she has fallen. When she returns his kiss, moaning into his mouth, it more than proves the point.

She crumbles so easily, just as Leaf knew that she would, and by the end, she is going to understand why Leaf has stuck so close by him. In fact, it wouldn’t surprise her at all if they got a new addition to their arrangement, and she would welcome a girl as cute as Lyra with open arms.

Dawn went without peeing all day to embarrass herself in front of Cyrus, but having an extreme nihilist boyfriend is absolute death for her humiliation kink. SO she has him pee on her instead so she can feel like trash SOME way

Dawn has let herself suffer enough all day for this, hoping that this will be able to get some sort of reaction out of Cyrus. Things with him are great, no question about that, but when it comes to certain aspects of their relationship, there are definitely things she would say could be improved, and when it comes to her humiliation kink, she knows that there is room for improvement.

Cyrus at least knows that she likes it, so that is why she goes the entire day without peeing, suffering through the pain of her bursting bladder in the hopes that seeing her lose control in front of him will lead to him mocking and degrading her, feeding into her humiliation, just the way she wants him to. But as she begins to show more signs of her desperation, he doesn’t even comment, not even when her squirming becomes obvious.

By now, he should have at least asked if something was wrong, but she might be expecting too much of Cyrus. At the very least, she is confident that he will understand what she’s doing when the moment finally comes, and she continues struggling against her pressing need until then. She struggles until she is blinking back tears, until she knows that she can’t hope to last, until she is doubled over in front of him, her hands pushing her skirt up as she jams them between her legs, and then, finally, there is nothing she can do to hold it back anymore.

Cyrus stares at her, his expression unreadable, as Dawn pisses her, soaking through her panties, the streams running down her legs before puddling on the floor, and she whimpers and makes a show of being humiliated, just waiting for him to say something about it. She still aches when it’s done, sore from holding for so long, and she looks up at him, trying to read his reaction.

But when Cyrus does speak, he just asks, “Are you alright?” in his usual, dull tone of voice, with perhaps a little bit of concern hidden behind it. Even now, he’s so damn dense that Dawn doesn’t know what she’s going to do with him.

“I’d be a lot better,” she huffs, “if you’d degrade me for it.”

“Oh, was that for…” He trails off without finishing his sentence, getting it, but not actually getting it.

“Piss on me,” she says bluntly, well past the point of being subtle. There is no being subtle with Cyrus, who must be trying but never really understands, and if Dawn is going to get degraded today, she is going to have to take matters into her own hands.

“You want me to piss on you?”

“Yes,” she begs him. “That’ll be plenty degrading enough, if you make a mess of me because I’ve already made enough of a mess of myself.”

Cyrus doesn’t say anything else then, going along with it like he’s going through the motions, but Dawn doesn’t mind. She simply gets on her knees so that her dense, bland boyfriend can soak her from top to bottom, satisfying her needs at last. She loves him, no question about it, but she has to admit that he is going to take a lot of work.

Team Skull has done too good a job on turning Lillie into team fuckmeat, as she wakes the boss up with her mouth one morning (I don't wanna say Guzma pisses in her mouth after he cums but only because it's getting too predictable, but also yes he does please)

Lillie is getting really good at her unofficial job, driven by her desire to make her new “family” happy, and since her unofficial job is just serving as more fuckmeat for the rest of Team Skull to work out any sexual frustrations on, that is definitely making her popular. She throws away her innocence in favor of all the approval, and does a damn good job of it.


So much so that it is barely a surprise for Guzma to wake up one morning to find Lillie in bed with him, wrapping her lips around his cock. First thing in the morning, he’s always a little restless, always willing to give it up for whoever comes after him first, and today, Lillie is the one to take the initiative. Bold of her to just creep into his room and into his bed, but he likes that she’s getting confident enough to do shit like that. He likes her, and the way she moans when he puts a hand on the back of her head and pushes her down on his dick.



She doesn’t look like the type you could be rough with- she looks more like the type who would need to be treated with the utmost care, but Lillie has proven herself to be anything but delicate. So Guzma has no qualms about slamming his hips up, fucking her mouth to set the pace, shuddering each time she moans, so needy and eager, loving every second of his rough treatment.



He can’t help but relax back even as he fucks her face, groaning in contentment, glad to have a grunt who takes so much initiative. Lillie is doing her best to earn her place and climb the ranks here, and anyone would be impressed with just how far the girl is taking things, and how seriously she takes it all as well. It’s the first time someone has been bold enough to wake him up with their mouth, and that kind of effort deserves to be rewarded.



Fortunately for her, Guzma knows just how to reward her, and that sort of thing is easy for him, first thing in the morning. So as he gives into his pleasure and pushes up one last time to come in her mouth, he mutters, “Don’t pull back yet, just swallow and stay down.”



Lillie hums softly in response before swallowing, letting him know that she has heard him and intends to follow his directions. Already, she probably has a good idea of what he wants to do, and is excited even before he rests his hand on the back of her head again, once more holding her in place while he uses her. This time, it’s to piss in her mouth, relaxing his bladder and letting her drink down everything that he’d held back overnight.



She moans louder and louder for him while she drinks his piss, an impressive amount of it. It’s morning, so there’s a lot, but still she’s able to take it all, and give him a warm smile once she has swallowed it down and is able to look up at him. “Good morning!”


Cheren's issues with getting stronger don't get easier when eh finds out Hilda is fucking Alder. So he hatefucks his best friend so hard she learns he's strong too

Cheren has been doing his best, to prove himself and to become stronger, not just for himself, but so that everyone can see it. His best friend included, so that maybe she’ll stop seeing him as just another nerd, so that she will stop bullying him and start noticing him. He has more driving him than a pathetic crush on Hilda, but that’s definitely a big factor in deciding to prove his own strength.


So it comes as quite a shock to him when he accidentally walks in on Hilda getting her ass pounded by the very champion Cheren has sworn to overthrow. There’s horror in her eyes when she realizes they’ve been caught, and Alder has the decency to try and explain, but Cheren has already seen enough to know what’s going on.



Before they realized he was there, Hilda was moaning in ways Cheren had never heard a real, live girl moan before, and it was all for Alder. Well, it’s no wonder she’s so damn infatuated with him- no matter what kind of lessons he may try to teach, he’s still the strongest, and Hilda admires that in him. Maybe he took initiative, because he’s so strong, and how could she hope to resist that?



Maybe Cheren needs to stop waiting around, and prove himself and take what he wants.



She’s his best friend, but she’s been a pain in the ass his entire life, and his feelings for her have only furthered the problem. That’s why it isn’t hard for him to hold her down while he fucks her, and why he doesn’t care if she comes out of this hating him. She needs to understand that he’s plenty strong himself, and he needs to prove this, not just to her, but to himself.



He’s never done anything like this before, but that’s fine, he just follows cues from his body. After all, he’s seen how hard she can take it from Alder, so his rough and clumsy thrusts shouldn’t be more than she can handle. It doesn’t matter if she comes out of this hating him, because he’s pretty sure he hates her just as much as he wants her, even more so for always leaving him behind, always beating him and then just moving on without him.



Now that she’s underneath him, there is no escape for her, and Cheren grits his teeth as he drives into her, mumbling, “Just say it….just say it already…”



Hilda can barely speak, but manages to gasp out, “Say what?”



“That I’m strong,” he mutters, punctuating it with a thrust hard enough to cause her to cry out. “You’re going to admit that I’m strong, Hilda.”



Despite herself, she begins to moan, unable to resist her own body, crumbling beneath him because, right now, she is the weak one. She’s the weak one, letting him fuck his frustrations out on her and enjoying it, and she knows it. With a whimper, it’s all Hilda can do to say, “You’re...you’re very strong, Cheren…”



He groans as he comes inside of her, making sure not to pull out as he claims her as his own.




Ike is getting so used to casually fucking Soren wherever he wants that one day he pulls him into his lap in the middle of a war room meeting, teaching everyone about their arrangement and laying the seeds for everyone else's curiosities





Soren spoils Ike far too much, something that both of them know but that neither are willing to do anything to change. The strategist’s devotion is unparalleled, and there are times when that devotion manifests itself in the form of letting Ike fuck him whenever, wherever, and however he wants. It gets to the point that Ike never even needs to ask, because he already has full permission to just take Soren and have his way with him, and Soren would not have it any other way.


Ike is so used to it now that he begins to forget his common decency, more wrapped up in the idea of having Soren whenever he wants him, and there are times when he should be in a hurry, but instead chooses to linger behind so that they can take some time to themselves, and there are times when he does not care about their location, fucking him in places where they could easily be caught. Soren spoils him too much, letting him get away with all this and more, and that is why Ike begins to forget his common decency, and why it is so easy for him to forget where they are, when both his lust and his boredom get the better of him.

War meetings are always boring to him, and even though he knows he should pay attention, he can’t help getting distracted when he looks at Soren, and then, his imagination starts running wild, until he can’t help unbuttoning his pants, and casually pulling Soren into his lap, forgetting the audience that they have as he gets Soren’s clothes out of the way as well.

Right in front of everyone, with no consideration for the surprised audience, or even the potential humiliation that this might cause Soren, Ike pulls him down onto his cock, groaning happily as he fills him. Soren whimpers, not sure what to think of the whole thing, and all he can do is continue to spoil Ike, riding his lap and letting Ike take everything that he wants.

While he does this, their relationship becomes clear to everyone else, as they begin to understand just how willing Soren is to give himself up for Ike, no matter the circumstances. Watching him moan and whimper, his face flushed as he bounces on Ike’s cock, losing himself to his own pleasure, it’s impossible to look away, and the meeting is soon forgotten in favor of watching Ike fuck Soren, without a care in the world.

Wouldn’t it be nice if this were something all of them could do? A common thought that fills the room is the idea that perhaps Soren, if Ike allowed it, would be able to satisfy anyone at any moment. He certainly seems good enough at taking it from Ike, after all, and if Ike is so willing to let Soren’s “skills” be put on display, then perhaps he wouldn’t mind sharing, if it came down to that.

As for Ike, he barely realizes what he’s doing, until he’s pushed up, coming inside of Soren. Only then does he realize the meeting has been put on hold because of him.


