Some Random Smut Collection(R18+)

desc: After a decisive victory, Esdeath grants her loyal troops a break for celebration. One solider in particular, Xander, attempts to coax her to join him. She denies his advances, but he keeps on pushing until she forces him to take matters into his own hands.

Esdeath pulled out a stool at the bar amid the boisterous, joyous cries of her men. They had taken a critical location, and she deemed them worthy of a little reward. Of course, any troops under her control she found satisfactory, or else she would cast them out. Anyone not able to pull their weight didn't deserve to be a part of the Empire.

One of Esdeath's subordinates, familiar with her taste in alcohol, grabbed a bottle and poured her a nice glass. She nodded to him, and he saluted, hurrying away to join his comrades. A smile curled her lips. They had done well. The enemy suffered extreme casualties, yet her forces sustained little more than a few non-life-threatening injuries.

A squad had taken a small group of ten hostile soldiers, including some officers, prisoner. Esdeath's immediate thought was to execute them—only the strong deserved to live—but she might torture them for information. Her reputation no doubt preceded her, and she would take delight in showing them why and how she had earned it.

Grinning, Esdeath picked up her drink and knocked it back. Liquor burned her throat as she downed the entire thing in one go. The warmth it imparted filled her and flourished. A smoky flavor lingered on her tongue. For such a weak town, they had a keen eye for booze. The rim left her lips, and she breathed in deep.

Esdeath set the empty glass down and reached up. Her fingers caught the firm, black brim of her hat and tugged it off her head, setting it aside. Some of her long hair shifted and fell over her shoulders. She closed her eyes, inhaled, and let out a contented sigh. It had been some time since she relaxed, and she figured, if her men were having a good time, so should she.

Without hesitation, Esdeath grabbed the dark, green-tinted bottle and filled her cup. The commotion around her faded as she sipped on her second round. As she consumed more and more alcohol, her mind began to wander. While she took great pleasure in her victories, sometimes, they felt a little hollow.

Tatsumi.

Esdeath shook her head and polished off her drink. She frowned and acquired a new one, fumbling. Not from the liquor but from the thoughts that flooded her. An image of Tatsumi's bright smile flashed, and agony lanced her heart. The last time they met, he rebuked her feelings for him and escaped her grasp…yet again.

"General," a voice cut through Esdeath's brooding, and she tilted her head toward it, index fingers curling around the rim of her glass.

Grey eyes greeted Esdeath's, and the man smiled. Short black hair teased his ears and dipped down his forehead, laden with sweat. Despite his tanned skin, his cheeks were flush. He must have been one of the first ones to crack open the booze. That, or he was a lightweight. Still, he stood near her, excitement all over his face.

Esdeath's frown deepened, and she glared up at him. "Xander, if you believe that the alcohol will help your chances, you're delusional."

"I just figured that you might enjoy some company, General." Xander eased closer to Esdeath. She didn't move. "You accomplished a great thing here; you should be congratulated."

"Congratulations noted," Esdeath said, her expression and voice flat. "Now, leave me to enjoy myself. Alone."

"At least let me get you another drink." Leaning in close, Xander snatched the bottle off the table. He gestured toward her glass, and she sighed, backing off. Liquid sloshed but stayed where it belonged. "You'd think a woman as beautiful as you would have men waiting on you hand and foot."

Esdeath flicked her eyes up at Xander, and he beamed down at her. "Most have better sense than to disturb me when I ask to be left alone."

"I'm surprised, given your reputation. You would have punished me if it truly bothered you." Xander inched in further, yet he didn't touch Esdeath. His body heat radiated and washed over her. "Perhaps you're just playing hard to get."

Flaring her Teigu, Esdeath froze the air between them and met Xander's gaze. "The only reason that you don't end up like one of those prisoners is because you work for the Empire, and you do a damn good job. Do not press your luck."

"Okay." While Xander nodded, something mischievous played behind his eyes. Esdeath didn't have time for this. "I'll bring you another bottle when you finish that one. General." He saluted her before turning and disappearing into the crowd.

Esdeath sighed, grabbing her drink and knocking it back. The warmth of the liquid filled her, and her vision fluttered the slightest bit. She poured yet another, but she didn't gulp it down like the previous one. Instead, she nursed it. Her annoyance faded as her thoughts wandered back to her beloved Tatsumi.

Someone like Xander could never hope to be like Tatsumi. While Esdeath had to commend Xander's loyalty, that was where her respect ended. He didn't have the strength to make himself into anything but another soldier following her lead. Tatsumi, on the other hand, had the power worthy of her adoration.

Memories of the last time Esdeath saw Tatsumi flitted through her mind. She longed to go back, to feel his lips against hers. Her cheeks burned, and she tilted her head down to shield her face from prying eyes. The bliss she remembered experiencing sent her heart aflutter. If only she had more time with him, perhaps she might have convinced him to join her.

The sounds of the nearby soldiers' drinking and raucous celebration pressed in around Esdeath. Her head spun, and she wavered. Teasing her lip with the rim, she drank further. She didn't want to stop quite yet, but the rising, aggravating noise made things a little complicated. Not to mention the fact that she spoke true to Xander: she wanted to be alone.

Esdeath sipped her liquor, yet nothing came out. She eyed the empty glass and frowned. Her gaze drifted to what remained in the container. Not much. Instead of transferring it to the smaller vessel, she snatched it and downed the rest in a quick motion. Her esophagus burned, but she savored the delightful sensation.

Grabbing her hat, Esdeath placed it back upon her head. Now that her alcohol was finished, she had no reason to linger here. She would go back to her quarters and go to sleep or maybe even drink a little more from her private stash. A shiver ran down her spine. If only she had a special someone to share her bed with.

No. Esdeath couldn't let this affect her. She would make him hers one day; she only needed a little more time. A quick breath, and she stood. Her legs wavered, and she staggered one foot to the left. The stool skidded, pushed by her hips. If any of her men noticed, they didn't dare intervene. She hoped no one would stop her.

The world blurred around Esdeath, and she stepped forward. No doubt her steps proved shaky and uneven, but, in her intoxicated mind, she moved with her usual grace. She blinked and tried to focus on the exit. Only a little more, and she would be out. Why she felt so determined to leave, she didn't know.

"Whoa, whoa, General, you're not leaving already, are you?" an all-too-familiar voice called to Esdeath. In her inebriated state, she didn't react quick enough. A steadying arm wrapped around her waist, unafraid of her wrath. "I found you this other bottle," Xander presented his prize, "you can't leave yet."

Esdeath peeked down at the alcohol and then up at Xander. He smiled at her, holding onto her for dear life. "Remove your arm before I," she blinked, "cut it off."

"Okay, okay. Calm down." To Esdeath's surprise, Xander obeyed her command. His fingers, however, lingered at the small of her back. "I figured you could use a little help."

Without thinking, Esdeath snatched the handle from Xander's hands. "Thank you for your gift, soldier. Now, leave me—"

Xander grabbed Esdeath's wrist and gave her a little tug. She moved with him despite herself. "Come on. The other guys are getting a little loud, but there's a quieter corner over there. Should be easier on your ears."

Words formed in Esdeath's mind—she wanted to tell Xander off—but none of them came. Instead, she allowed Xander to drag her through the rowdy bar. He did indeed find a far more tamed section. Of course, he wasn't doing it out of the kindness of his heart. He had something else in store, an ulterior motive.

Rather than struggle against Xander, Esdeath took a swig of her fresh liquor. The familiar, soothing burn traveled down her throat, and she shivered. He stopped her in front of a booth and gestured for her to sit. She followed his lead, the world around her nothing but a distant memory.

Esdeath plopped down, unsteady on her feet. Her breasts jiggled, her cleavage on full display. She thought to cover herself, but the idea vanished as soon as it popped up. Xander sat beside her. To her surprise, he didn't try to snake his arm 'round her. It was only a matter of time, but she would deal with it when it came.

"I'm glad you finally allowed me to do something for you," Xander said, scooting closer and closer to Esdeath. The bench creaked with his motions. "I can't stand seeing you all by yourself all the time."

"I'm fine, soldier." As if to prove what she said was anything but the truth, Esdeath gulped down more of her drink.

Fever-hot fingers brushed Esdeath's exposed thigh, and she shuddered. Xander placed his entire hand on her, dimpling her flesh. She didn't bat him away. "Maybe, but it would be a shame to let such a beautiful woman waste away without a good man."

Esdeath tilted her head to the right, catching Xander's excited eyes under the brim of her hat. "And you think you're worthy of someone like me?"

"Well, yeah," Xander squeezed Esdeath's leg before starting to stroke her, "but I would be more than happy to prove it to you. Anytime, anywhere."

Laughter bubbled out of Esdeath, and she settled back in her seat. Xander had no chance. "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but you're not the guy for me."

Wrapping his arm around Esdeath, Xander's other hand popped out. She glanced at it, so close to her left breast. "Just give me a chance; I think you'll be surprised." He didn't so much as hesitate, cupping her half-clothed tit.

"You're lucky I've drank so much, or I would remove your hand with my sword," Esdeath said, sipping on her drink. If he wished to fondle her without her consent, he would get nowhere.

"Come on," Xander whined, squeezing Esdeath. She stiffed, stifling a minor groan. "Just admit that you like the attention." His fingertips dipped down lower along her inner thigh. "You've got a whole host of men here that would jump at the chance to please you."

Esdeath shot Xander an unamused stare. "I'm not interested." He continued to grope her, his fingers sinking into her ample softness. She shook her head. "Your groping lacks finesse."

"Oh, don't be like that." Xander pressed his body against Esdeath's, cozying up to her. She polished off the rest of her bottle. "Relax, let me do all the work."

"No matter how much you rummage around, you won't make me feel anything." The world spun, and Esdeath blinked. Goosebumps rose on her flesh. She was done here. "Move. I am returning to my quarters."

"Stay just a bit longer. I can get you more booze if you want." Despite his offer, Xander's hands remained glued to Esdeath's breast and thigh. His body heat seeped into her, and her eyelids weighed heavy.

"No," Esdeath pushed Xander, but he didn't yield to her weak, misguided efforts. "I've had enough." She tried again but only managed to deliver herself further into his embrace. "I—" Lightheadedness swept through her, she collapsed against him, and her vision went black.

Esdeath groaned, her head spinning. She attempted to open her eyes, but they refused. Instead, she hovered in a limbo of consciousness and unconsciousness. A chill attacked her wrists, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She shifted, trying to brush the hair out of her face, but something tugged on her arms.

Confusion flitted through Esdeath. Chains rattled as she made another attempt, and panic began to rise. Once again, she attempted to rouse herself. Her eyelids fluttered, and light permeated the fading blackness. She grimaced and squirmed. No matter how hard she struggled to move, she remained bound by something.

Memories of the previous night, filtered through copious amounts of alcohol, popped into Esdeath's mind. Anger replaced the fleeting cowardly emotions. That bastard Xander must have done something to her after she passed out. A growl escaped her, and more metal clanged. She went to stand, her bare legs tucked underneath her.

As Esdeath's vision returned, she noted the sparse furnishings. A small table, a chair, and a ragged-looking bed filled the intimate room. She peeked over her shoulder. Handcuffs constrained her to an exposed pipe. She yanked again and again, but it didn't budge. The only thing she accomplished was digging the cuffs into her.

Esdeath grit her teeth and glanced down. Her clothes remained, if a little disheveled. If Xander was the one to capture her, she didn't believe that he would have left them on. His lecherous gaze, aside from him groping her last night, was more than enough to conclude that. However, perhaps an enemy took advantage of their celebration and lowered guard.

The door opened, and Esdeath tensed, prepared to do all possible to escape. Xander strolled in, wearing a black tank top and his grey uniform pants. Surprise lit his face, and he smiled down at her. She narrowed her eyes—she knew it. The bastard would pay for daring to steal her away and tie her up.

"Ah, General, you're finally awake," Xander said, approaching Esdeath without a care. "You drank a little too much last night, so I figured I'd bring you here. No telling what some random guy would do to an unconscious woman as beautiful as yourself." His grin broadened.

"Release me this instant, or I will kill you." Venom spat from Esdeath's words, yet Xander appeared unaffected. Most men wilted at the mere prospect of drawing her ire.

Xander shook his head. "I can't do that. You see," he paced around in front of Esdeath, his gaze dipping down her ample cleavage, "you kept ignoring my advances, so I had to take matters into my own hands."

"You should know that I won't let you get away with this," Esdeath said. Her eyes never left his.

"I think you'll change your attitude once you experience what I have in mind." Xander ran a finger along Esdeath's jaw, and she jerked her head away.

Disgust bubbled up within Esdeath, and she glared at Xander. "I would rather die than have another man touch me."

"Another man?" Confusion flitted across Xander's face before realization sparked. "Oh, right. There's that rumor that you like that guy who's our enemy…"

Anger flared, and Esdeath jumped to what she did best. She called upon the power of her Teigu to strike down this insubordinate, vile man and…nothing happened. She tried again, bewildered, to similar results. Her abilities refused to come regardless of how she struggled. Not even a sliver.

Desperation replaced Esdeath's fury, her heart hammering in her chest. "I bet you're wondering why your Teigu isn't working," Xander said, stopping in front of her. She stared up at him, confused and panicked. "And here I thought you cared about your men. I have one, too, but it only blocks others the use of theirs. No matter how hard you try, General, you won't be able to hurt me with it."

A wicked grin spread across Xander's face. "I know how strong you are, and I took every precaution to make sure you're unable to do anything to me."

Inhaling a deep breath through her nose, Esdeath steadied herself. She had faced far more legitimate threats than this single man. "You think me so weak that you'll be able to break me? Come and try. The second you're finished and drop your guard, I'll be free."

"We'll see." Xander grinned, drawing a knife from his pocket. "Now, be still. I just want to get these troublesome clothes out of the way."

Esdeath glared at Xander, challenging him to come closer. She couldn't do anything to him in her position, yet she didn't know if he had the balls to go through with his plan. Taking her away from the bar to some secluded place was one thing. Stripping and raping her was another. If he knew what was good for him, he would cut his losses and escape before someone found and freed her.

"First, we'll have to get your tits out." Xander crouched before Esdeath, blade at the ready. He drew in close, but she remained still. "You're always teasing me by having them half out. I want to see them in all their glory."

With a far more delicate motion than Esdeath expected, Xander poised the tip of the knife between her breasts and sliced her uniform. Material parted with ease, running down her chest and abdomen. Not only did he cut her shirt, but he also managed to sever the front of her bra. Her tits dropped, bouncing, concealed by the curtain of her torn clothing.

Esdeath's breath caught in her throat the lower Xander went. He paused, staring at her bust, as he approached her belly button. No doubt he wished to stop and throw himself at her, groping and squeezing away, yet he didn't. Instead, he sliced right through her belt and continued to her skirt. Nothing got in his way.

Coolness rushed in under Esdeath's clothes the instant they were cut. She shivered, and her nipples stood on end, poking up through her shirt. Unlike her bra, Xander didn't sheer her underwear. He would remove them sooner or later, but it appeared he wasn't in any particular rush. Destroying her outfit aside.

Xander sucked in a sharp breath as his eyes wandered Esdeath's semi-exposed body. She tensed whenever they lingered a little too long on a specific part, but she would have to get used to that. Once he stripped her in her entirety, he was going to be doing that a lot more. The very idea disgusted her. She would make him suffer after this was over.

"You're quite gorgeous, General." Xander reached for the tatters of her clothing. "And you're all mine." He clutched the sheered fabric and yanked.

Esdeath swayed with Xander's forceful motion. He tore away what remained of her attire, exposing all but her womanhood to him. His gaze snapped down to her tits, and she sighed. So many were so fascinated with that part of her body. It would have been admirable if it weren't so pathetic. She shook her head, but her cheeks flushed the slightest bit.

"I dreamed of this day for so long," Xander said with reverence, gawking over Esdeath. She tried to turn away, but her bonds prevented her. "I can't believe it's finally happening. You, naked—" A surprised noise escaped him. "Oh, I forgot these."

Fingers trailed along Esdeath's abdomen, causing her to quaver. Xander hooked them into the waistband of her white panties. His eyes came up to hers, he flashed her a smirk, and yanked. The thin material ripped with ease, tearing away from her body. Her hips shifted forward with the motion despite her efforts to hold herself still. She froze.

Xander inhaled, excitement written all over his face. "As gorgeous as the rest of you, General. I'm glad yours in my first."

Of course, this man had never been with a woman before. Then again, Esdeath wasn't one to talk. Her life hadn't provided her with many opportunities for romance, or blowing off some steam, and she only had feelings for one man. And those weren't reciprocated…yet. It seemed Xander was determined to steal Tatsumi being her first away from her.

"You look a little tense, General," Xander said, snapping Esdeath from her brooding. Panic welled deep within her, but she suppressed it. She would never allow him to know. "Let me grab something to help you relax."

Footsteps echoed as Xander headed for a pack in the corner of the room. Esdeath tested her bonds again. Still, nothing so much as budged. She grit her teeth. How did she let herself be put into a situation like this? It didn't matter. She would endure this like any other trial and come out stronger for it. He didn't have the strength to break her.

"You're wasting your time, trying to break those chains," Xander said as he fiddled with the bag. "They're meant to hold down Super Class Danger Beasts."

Xander drew up from his rummaging and produced a tube. He popped the cap off, and a heady scent filled the chamber. Esdeath's nose wrinkled as he squirted some kind of cream into the palm of his hand. He knelt beside her, and she tensed. So far she had been unscathed. Now, he meant to touch her in earnest.

A smile curled Xander's lips the longer Esdeath glared at him. She thought to stop, to not give him any more fuel, but she could do nothing else. "I bought this from some guy in my village. There's a plant nearby that's an aphrodisiac that's made into a cream for couples to spice things up." Hands laden with the white substance approached her bust. "I went all the way back home to get it just for you."

Esdeath eased back as Xander drew nearer. As much as she told herself she didn't mind, that she would make him pay, the prospect of him using her body for his pleasure repulsed and terrified her. However, he didn't care. He cupped her breasts, and her nipples brushed and stabbed at his palms. A shiver thrilled down her spine.

"They're so big," Xander said with lustful awe. "I can't even fit them all in my hands." He squeezed, and a jolt ran through Esdeath. Her skin tingled wherever the cream touched.

Fingertips dimpled Esdeath's flesh as Xander groped her. She tried to keep her expression impassive. The more he fondled and teased her, the harder it became. Her back arched the tiniest bit while he worked, and he tweaked her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. She sucked in a sharp breath but didn't allow him more.

"Beginning to feel it, General?" Xander asked as his hands left her tits. He trailed down her abdomen, tickling her belly. "It's a pretty potent aphrodisiac. The guy I got it from said it will render even the most stoic and badass women into horny little fucktoys. I want to see if he was right."

Esdeath broke her silence, yet she managed little more than a whisper: "Try your best, but you dirty, little tricks will get you nowhere with me."

Laughter bubbled out of Xander. "I love that about you, General. You're always so confident and strong." His fingers dipped down toward her crotch, and her breath caught in her throat. Instead, he fanned out on either side, sticking close, but heading to her thighs. "But that also makes trying to get you to accept my feelings rather bothersome."

Pushing her legs together, Esdeath attempted to deny Xander free reign. He gripped her tight, massaging whatever possible. The more of the cream that seeped into her skin, the more its effects made themselves known. Goosebumps rose on her arms and chest, and her breathing became more ragged. She wouldn't allow it to get to her.

"Come on, don't be like that," Xander said, worming his fingers between Esdeath's pressed-together thighs. "I just want to worship your incredible body."

No matter how hard Esdeath tried, Xander remained insistent. She inhaled and exhaled, and her muscles relaxed. He sank into her flesh, teasing her inner thigh. Shivers ran through her, and she let out a soft, little gasp. His ministrations grew closer and closer to her vulnerable womanhood with each second, yet he didn't make his move.

Esdeath's head spun. She blinked and steadied herself, tugging against her cuffs. She expected Xander to tell her it was no use, to stop, but he was too focused on his efforts…and fondling her body. He made sure to cover every inch of her legs in the aphrodisiac. Each touch, stroke, and squeeze filled her with unwanted sensations.

The floor creaked as Xander leaned in toward Esdeath. She eased back away from him, loathing the idea of being so close to him. He didn't appear to mind. His hands drifted around her thighs before traveling upward. They found her bare ass with ease and squeezed her cheeks. The assault made her rise forward, closing the gap between them more.

"Don't shy those beautiful eyes away from me, General." Xander stared at her, unflinching, as he fondled her. "I want to see every flicker of emotion in them. They're incredible…but, I have to say, your ass is rather amazing." He pulled her asscheeks apart, and she flinched, afraid he might go after her rear entrance next. "So firm yet so pliable."

Every one of Xander's ill-intentioned praises caused Esdeath's hatred of him to deepen, yet her body reacted in a much different way. His gropes and teases sent shockwaves of delight through her. She tried to resist them, but there was no helping it. He had her at his mercy, and he didn't shy away from underhanded tactics to make the most of it.

Drawing back, Xander slapped Esdeath's backside. Her cheeks burned, the sound echoing in her ears, but something else rose from deep within. She shut it down before it solidified. He flashed her a smirk and retreated, trailing his fingers and hands along her smooth skin.

"Sorry, General," Xander said standing. "I got a little ahead of myself; I suppose I should give you something to be excited over." A large bulge stood out in his trousers staring her in the face.

Panic surged through Esdeath, and she swallowed. However, heat flared between her legs. She cursed and tried to ignore it. Any kind of reaction she had besides unbridled disgust was because of the aphrodisiac, not because she desired it. She repeated that over and over as Xander began to undress in front of her.

Material rustled, and Xander cast off his shirt. Toned muscles rippled beneath his tanned skin. While expected of a man his age and in his position, she didn't pay it any attention. Instead, her gaze locked onto his crotch and what his pants hid. She attempted to look away but lacked the will. Anticipation swelled despite herself.

Xander grinned. "I see you're very curious about this." He reached down and grabbed himself, inches from her face. "I would make you take it out yourself, but…I gotta keep you bound for now."

Esdeath's cheeks burned. "Go ahead. It doesn't matter what you're packing, I won't be broken by a weakling like you."

"We'll see." Xander unzipped his trousers, hooked his thumbs in the waistband, and yanked them down.

A dull thud sounded, echoing in the room, and Esdeath's eyes shot open. Weight rested on her, eclipsing her right eye and half her face. Xander's cock stretched from below her chin all the way up past her forehead and into her hair. Heat seeped into her skin wherever he touched her. A musky scent invaded her nostrils, and her head spun.

"A little bigger than you were expecting?" Xander mocked, rubbing himself on Esdeath. She couldn't move as his filth marred her pristine flesh. "I bet you've never seen anything this big."

Esdeath couldn't deny Xander's proclamation, nor could she do much. The shock of being slapped in the face by a massive dick belonging to one of her subordinates that kidnapped her and tied her up prevented her from doing, or thinking, anything. She sat there, stunned. This was going to be far more difficult than she ever imagined.

Xander drew back, and his manhood slid along Esdeath, precum smearing her forehead and cheek. She grimaced at the sensation of him covering her in such obscenity. "While I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock," his eyes slipped from hers down to the only other bit of her he obsessed over, "I want to feel those huge tits jerk me off."

The tip of Xander's dick grazed Esdeath's chin before falling away. She expected the slap of his thick man-meat against her bust, but it didn't happen. Instead, he hovered, poised at her throat. He gestured for her to rise, to close the gap. Part of her thought to resist, but something inside her told her to comply.

Heavy heat greeted Esdeath's chest and cleavage. He let out a sigh and rocked his hips. Thickness grinded on her, and his hands found her. She flinched away from him, but there was nowhere to go. He smirked down at her as he pressed her breasts together around his shaft. A twitch ran through his length, and her heart hammered in her ears.

"Oh," Xander breathed. "That's so good."

Despite Esdeath's size, Xander's cock poked up out between her tit-flesh whenever he thrust. She tried to ignore it, to not give him the satisfaction of her looking, but she couldn't. His skin rolled back and forth as she embraced him and as it stabbed up at her. More and more precum began to leak from the tip, and it stained the tattoo upon her sternum.

Xander throbbed and squeezed Esdeath harder, sandwiching his daunting manhood more. Her entire body swayed with his motions. She didn't put up any fight; she didn't have the strength left. If he wished to use her like this until he came, so be it. Once he finished, in his delirium from getting everything he wanted, she would escape his clutches.

Thumbs bumped Esdeath's eager nipples. She sucked in a sharp breath, trying, in vain, to not let out any kind of sounds of enjoyment. A soft moan slipped through before she snapped her mouth shut. Xander twitched and bucked. His hefty balls slapped the underside of her bosom. When he came, he was going to shoot out a lot. Much more than she ever expected of a man.

"Do you like it when I play with your nipples, General?" Xander asked as he pressed them into her ample tit-flesh. She mewled, muffled, and shook her head. "No? Then why do you make all those sounds when I do it? It's okay to admit it; it's only us here."

Shame lanced Esdeath, but she reminded herself that the only reason she felt a thing was because of the aphrodisiac. If not for that, she would be able to deny Xander. Of course, she didn't desire him or anything he did to her. No matter what sensations flitted through her, how much of his heady musk invaded her, or how he pulsed so close to her heart.

Heat flared between Esdeath's legs, and she pressed them together to hide any evidence. Xander didn't need to know how well his plan worked. The only times she became like this was when she thought of Tatsumi, alone. She didn't want to betray her love, but she didn't have a say. Xander made it clear he owned her body.

"If you're not going to say anything," Xander breathed as he pumped himself faster and faster within Esdeath's cleavage, "how about you use your pretty little mouth to blow the rest of my dick?" The bit that poked out from her flesh glistened, needy.

Esdeath's nose wrinkled. The thought of putting Xander's filthy cock into her mouth almost caused her to retch. However, her heartbeat pulsated, and dizziness overtook her. She leaned in a couple inches before she stopped. No. She couldn't do this—not for someone like Xander. And yet….

Xander pushed Esdeath's tits down against his crotch, exposing more of his impressive length. Drool dribbled out the corner of her lips despite herself. It struck the tip, and he jumped. She swallowed back any hesitation and drifted forward. An ecstatic expression lit up his face, and he rammed into her with further intensity.

"Do not think this means anything," Esdeath warned as she moved into position.

"Of course not, General." Xander slowed his motions for the first time, his slickened cockhead bouncing off her spread lips.

Bittersweetness greeted Esdeath the more Xander touched her. His warmth graced her with each driving smack. She wanted to pull away, to deny him, but she didn't. Rather, she gave him what he desired. She craned her neck further, and his head pried her jaws apart and popped inside.

Esdeath let out a surprised little noise as Xander pushed inside. He stretched her with ease, and it was only just the tip. Still, she wouldn't be beaten. As he continued to thrust, she sank down his length to meet him. He groaned, and his fingers dimpled her flesh deeper. A mild pain swelled, but it posed no threat to her.

Pushing down as far as possible, Esdeath took inch after inch of thick cock. Xander hit the back of her throat, and she let out a little gag. He retreated, pulling himself out of her. The stiff, flared ridges of his cockhead teased her lips, and panic soared. If he slipped out now, it would take longer to make him cum and finish this mess.

A moan came from Xander, and his eyes fluttered. "Everything feels so good. You're incredible."

The urge to bite Xander's manhood flitted through Esdeath, but she couldn't close around his girth even if she wanted to. Sloppy warmth continued to inundate her cleavage, and saltiness danced on her tongue. She slithered it along the underside as he plunged into her, ignoring the flavor. Why she did so, she didn't know.

Esdeath began to bob with Xander's motions, taking more and more of his dick. Her jaw ached, and arousal leaked down her inner thigh. The fact that his teasing and man-meat affected her in such a manner brought her great humiliation, yet she didn't dare stop. Everything seemed to fade away until there were only the rhythmic slaps of their joined efforts.

Xander moaned and throbbed between Esdeath's pressed flesh and in her mouth. She drove herself further, burying her face in her slickened cleavage. He withdrew, almost sliding out of her. His actions became more and more frantic, erratic. Ecstatic breaths rushed out of him. More and more precum inundated her tongue whenever he retreated.

"Fuck," Xander managed, working Esdeath's tits up and down the portion of his shaft she didn't blow. "I'm going to cum."

If not for the fat cock plugging her, Esdeath would have mocked him for succumbing so soon. However, his desperation prevented her from doing so. He humped her chest faster and faster, twitching every second. Part of her wanted to tease him, so she sucked on all she could. He grunted and buried himself in her embrace one last time.

Anxiety and anticipation jolted through Esdeath as Xander jumped. Rope after rope of thick, hot cum shot into her throat. On instinct, she gulped down whatever he gave her. He smushed her face into her breasts as he pulsed in frantic climax. Her lungs began to burn, but he continued emptying his balls.

Gasping groans escaped Xander the more he pumped into Esdeath. Salty flavor backed up into her mouth despite her efforts. Her brain told her to be disgusted by the rush, but her body appeared to enjoy it. Goosebumps rippled along her flesh, and more heat built between her legs. The longer he held her there, stuffed partway with his cock, the more she begged for breath.

Pulling back, Esdeath broke away from Xander. His cockhead popped out from her with a wet smack. A streak of jizz fired off, splattering across her neck. She flinched as another dribbled into the well of her ample cleavage. Her gaze flicked up to him, disapproving, but his eyes remained closed.

"You intended to break me," Esdeath said with a smirk. "But you haven't done anything to me, and you came so fast." She shook her head as more spunk coated her breasts.

A grin curled Xander's mouth, and he met Esdeath's stare. He huffed a sigh and squeezed her tits. "You might have won that round, but you should be all wet and ready for me now."

Esdeath's heart leapt up into her throat. Part of her had hoped that making Xander cum would settle him down a bit. However, his cock remained hard as a rock nestled between her jizz-streaked tits. She made sure to not let any of her concerns show, lest he have more fuel to use against her. He would not break her.

Groping Esdeath one last time, Xander pulled back. His manhood slipped down her bosom, smearing remnants of spunk along her sternum. She shivered as his warmth left her. Despite how much it shamed her, her nipples stood on end, begging for attention. Semen coated one of them, only adding to the humiliation and troublesome sensation.

To Esdeath's surprise, Xander dropped to his knees before her. She expected him to force her upright to fuck her. Instead, his eyes traveled down her marred body to her crotch. Her thighs squished together in an attempt to shield her intimate bits. The aphrodisiac he rubbed on her worked a little too well. Wetness glistened on her womanhood and her surrounding flesh.

Xander grabbed Esdeath by the hips. She flinched at his gentle touch as his fingertips sank into her supple flesh. He hauled her forward, and she slid on the floor toward him. Her legs slipped around him, spreading and putting her all on display. She moved to cover herself, but his mass prevented such actions.

"You're so wet, but all I've done is fondle you a bit and have you blow me." A mischievous smile curled his lips, and his left hand glided upward along Esdeath's side. "Are you enjoying yourself so far?"

"No," Esdeath snapped as chains jingled above and behind her. She jerked on her bonds, a bit more slack but nothing substantial.

Fingers brushed Esdeath's right breast, and she shuddered. Xander rolled his thumb over her needy nipple as if challenging her, daring her to make a noise. She suppressed any and all urges and sat there, silent, save for her heavy breathing. Her chest rose in quick, shallow bursts no matter how hard she tried to calm herself.

"I know I've been rather selfish so far," Xander tugged Esdeath, and she slipped onto her back, "I'll make you feel good, too." He eased down between her thighs, staring at her leaking pussy and licking his lips.

Revulsion shot through Esdeath, accompanied by fear and the overwhelming desire to kick him away. Her feet weren't bound, but, in her current position and state, she couldn't muster the strength to do more than prod at his waist. He grinned up at her and inched forward. She jerked her arms underneath her in a vain, instinctual effort to push him away.

Hot breath blew across Esdeath's exposed cunt, and she groaned. Despite her disgust and hatred, the cream had done wonders for Xander's case. Under normal circumstances, she would never be wet for a man like him. She grit her teeth and prepared for the violation, the vile words that would no doubt come.

Rough lips pressed to Esdeath's inner thigh. She went rigid. "Your skin is so smooth and sweet," Xander mused as he planted several more kisses along her flesh, heading toward her crotch.

Instinct told Esdeath to fight back, but her bonds held her in place. Xander's meaty hands helped, grabbing ahold of her hips and preventing her from so much as bucking. How such a man had bested her, she didn't understand. Everything about her situation made no sense and should never have happened. Perhaps she was weaker than she realized.

"Look at all these juices coming from your cute, little pussy, General." Xander's tongue flicked out and lapped at the wetness surrounding Esdeath's womanhood. She sucked in a sharp breath. "You must really want me bad, huh?"

"I would never desire a man like you," Esdeath managed, gritting her teeth. "If not for your dirty tricks, I wouldn't be like this."

Laughter bubbled out of Xander, the vibrations teasing Esdeath's sensitiveness. "I'll have to change your tone. By the end of this, you'll be begging for me to fuck you."

Esdeath glared down at Xander, whose smirk only broadened. "Do whatever you wish, but I will not be the one begging in the end."

"As you wish, General." Xander lunged forward, burying his face in Esdeath's pussy.

A yelp of a moan ripped from Esdeath's lungs despite her best efforts. Xander's sudden assault proved too much for her drug-mired body. He smooched her drenched lower lips while flicking his tongue out. Tension gripped her, and her legs pinched inward, pressing against his broad shoulders.

Xander let out a rumbling noise of satisfaction as he teased and pampered Esdeath's cunt. Each time he kissed her folds, he sucked them into his mouth. Her back arched when he pulled back, stretching her hypersensitive flesh before it snapped back into place. The tiniest bit of stimulation sent jolts of pleasure through her.

Esdeath's hands flexed open and closed under her back, tugging on her restraints. No matter how much strength and effort she poured into it, they wouldn't budge. If only she had access to her Teigu. Then again, if she did, none of this would be happening. Xander would be dead on the ground, impaled by dozens of ice shards.

A smack sounded, and Xander eased back enough to speak. "Your reactions are so adorable, General. Every time I touch you, you flinch, or squirm, or groan. How hard is it to hold back that lovely voice of yours?"

Without giving Esdeath a chance to respond, not that she wanted to, Xander inhaled and dove back in. This time, however, he didn't hold back. His lips caressed hers whilst he thrust his tongue into her tightness. The sudden pressure from his attack caused her to freeze, eyes wide. Nothing but her fingers had ever been inside her.

Esdeath dug her nails into her palms as she resisted the urge to moan. Her nostrils flared with her desperate, frantic breaths. The deeper Xander wormed, the harder it became. He also focused outside, smacking her folds with passionate kisses. While she managed to make herself cum in the past, it had never been quite this intense.

The aphrodisiac; it had to be that. There was no way that Esdeath enjoyed having this random man do things to her…and certainly not this much. He couldn't be skilled enough to make her feel this way. She grit her teeth rather than whimper under his assault. Everything he had done to her excited her far more than anything ever before…and he had yet to use his cock.

Xander's nose brushed against Esdeath's swollen little button, and she yelped. Vibrations traveled through her vulnerable womanhood as he laughed at her reaction. She wanted to chide him, to call him all sorts of vile words, but they failed her. If she so much as opened her mouth the slightest bit, moans and other unbecoming noises would tumble out instead.

The more Xander worked, the more he bobbed his head. Each time he did so, he made sure to target Esdeath's weak point. She squirmed at the potent sensation but could do nothing about it. Commanding him to stop wouldn't work; he had a mind of his own. Her hips rose, making it easier for him to do as he pleased.

Xander retreated. He inhaled, sharp, and peeked up from between Esdeath's legs. She glared down at him over her heaving chest. "You taste so good, General. I'm glad that you're getting all excited for me. You don't have to hide your voice, though. Let it all out."

"You bastard," Esdeath breathed, trying to center herself and focus on her anger rather than the delight coursing through her.

"Don't be like that; I can tell you're enjoying it." Xander winked before he dipped back down out of sight.

Esdeath yelped as Xander wrapped his lips around her hypersensitive clit. Suction increased, and her hips raised off the floor again. She struggled against her bonds and kicked at him in vain. The tip of his tongue flicked her bean, and she cried out in shocked bliss. Even the gentlest touch set her off.

As Esdeath writhed, Xander released his grip on her waist. His hand trailed down, circling her thigh, before coming back up. Fingertips brushed and probed her womanhood. Every muscle in her body locked up, overwhelmed by the twin assault. While he sucked, he pushed two digits into her welcoming depths.

Whimpers escaped Esdeath as Xander penetrated her. The sensation felt familiar, yet so much thicker for so few fingers involved. Her insides coiled around him the deeper he plunged. His knuckles pressed up against her entrance, and he curled. Pressure rubbed her g-spot. She drew in a sharp breath, snapping her mouth shut to prevent a moan from seeping out.

"Oh, you're so tight around my fingers," Xander breathed as he planted several tender, hungry kisses on her needy clit. "How will you be able to take my cock?"

Esdeath's heart leapt up into her throat. The thought of that monster going inside her had left her mind while she focused on the torment at hand. Panic began to rise. she didn't want to admit it, but Xander had a point. He was far too large for her relative inexperience. However, it appeared that he intended to try and prepare her for it.

Before Esdeath came to terms with what Xander implied, her head shot backward. He fingered her, pumping in and out of her at a steady but rising pace. Every time, he made sure to strike her g-spot over and over. As he did so, his teeth rushed across her sensitive little button. Trembling overtook her, and she quivered on the verge.

No. This man couldn't be making her cum. Esdeath grimaced as mewling bubbled out of her. Despite her attempts at resisting, she failed on all counts. She bucked into his face and knuckles, forcing him further into and against her womanhood. He reeled backward at her suddenness but didn't dare allow that to stop him.

Ramming his digits into Esdeath's poor pussy, Xander latched onto her. He flicked her bean with his frisky tongue while sucking on the rest. She squealed, arching her back and slamming her crotch into his face. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she lost her tenuous hold on her slipping willpower.

A shriek ripped from Esdeath's lungs. Her overstimulated cunt clamped down on Xander's fingers, and she squirted. He let out a surprised noise that turned into a muffled chuckle. Euphoria bloomed, and every fiber of her being locked up. Her nails dug into the palms of her hands, pain rising but paling in comparison to the intense pleasure.

Esdeath convulsed as she rode out her forced orgasm, but Xander didn't stop. Squelching rose as more juices gushed from her violated pussy. He did, however, release her clit with a loud pop. She spasmed. His lips brushed hers, and he kissed them while lapping away at all she gave him.

An approving murmur rumbled out of Xander's throat, teasing Esdeath's sensitiveness. "Your juices are even sweeter when you cum, General." He smacked at her with his passionate ministrations. "I'm going to become addicted to this."

Despite all the sensations assailing her, Esdeath latched onto Xander's vile words. She opened her mouth to chide him, but only a pathetic moan escaped her. Grinding her teeth, she tried to suppress any sound. It didn't matter, though, the damage had been done. Besides, her body betrayed the reality of the situation.

Esdeath breathed in deep as tingles danced along her skin. Xander continued to pump her spasming pussy while lapping up all her fluids and smooching her. Goosebumps rose on her flesh. Her head spun, and she blinked, on the edge of delirium. For someone who took advantage of her and chained her up, he treated her far more like a lover.

A huff escaped Esdeath, and her muscles relaxed. Xander let out a happy, rumbling noise as he pressed his mouth against her womanhood. Between the pumping of his fingers and his kissing and licking she trembled in delight. No matter how hard she might try to deny or fight it, he had her right where he wanted her.

Gripping Xander's digits, Esdeath writhed beneath his relentless assault. He pulled back, sucking on her folds until they snapped back into place. "You're getting so tight again. Are you really that desperate for me to make you cum again?"

"No," Esdeath blurted out before she restrained herself. Her cheeks flushed, and she turned away from Xander's peeking eyes, shame searing her core. She couldn't hide how her body reacted, afflicted by the wicked aphrodisiac.

"I know that's not true," Xander said between smooches and smacks. "Listen to yourself, General. All those lovely noises you're making are because of me, and you can't get enough of it."

Esdeath's head spun. Her fingers and toes curled, nails biting into her palms. The involuntary movement rattled her chains. Xander increased his pace as if challenging her to not climax if what she said was true. Her legs pinched inward into his shoulders and sides. He was going to force her to orgasm again after such a short time.

Moans and other unladylike high-pitched noises seeped out of Esdeath with every passing second. She attempted to stifle them, just a bit, only to fail and have them come out all the louder. Nothing she did would stop what was to come. She struggled and squirmed, bucking against Xander's vigorous ministrations. Each time he rose to tease her clit, she squealed.

Passionate kisses took over as Xander pulled his fingers out of Esdeath's needy cunt. She groaned, a dark part of her panicking at the lack of his presence. However, she didn't have to wait long for them to be replaced. He plunged his tongue back into her, reaching deep. The switch-up of sensations caused her to mewl and throw herself into his face.

Muffled laughter bubbled out of Xander, and he redoubled his efforts. Esdeath's back arched, and her hips rose to give him better, easier access. Pleasure coursed through her. She could do nothing more than lay back and take whatever perverse, ecstatic things he meant to inflict upon her. That, however, didn't appear to be an issue for her body.

As Xander burrowed into Esdeath, she gasped and locked up. Words almost formed in the sudden shock of bliss, but they died on her open lips. A shriek ripped from her lungs, and she clamped down on his worming muscle. Sharp breath blew against her sensitiveness as if he didn't expect her to blow so soon.

Juices gushed from Esdeath's happy, spasming pussy, showering Xander with what he adored. His tongue retreated after a bit more teasing, and he drank down all she gave him. Tremors wracked her as she squirted and moaned. His focus, his intensity drove her wild. Of course, it was only because he had used dirty, underhanded tactics to put her in this position.

Tension rushed from Esdeath with a loud, rough sigh. Her eyes fluttered, and her vision blurred. Nothing made any sense, mattered, save for the euphoria tingling along every inch of her being. Never before had she experienced such bliss. Part of her never wanted it to stop while the fleeting scraps of her rationale longed to not be experiencing it with this man.

Xander placed several more delicate kisses all over Esdeath's quivering, leaking womanhood. She groaned and squirmed, hypersensitivity afflicting her now more than ever. He grazed her swollen little button, and she yelped. She blinked, trying to steady herself, yet everything failed her.

"That was pretty spectacular, General." Xander rose into a kneeling position between Esdeath's spread, jelly-like legs. Wetness glistened all over his lips, cheeks, chin, and down his neck. "I think you're all warmed up for me."

Realization cut through Esdeath's euphoric haze, and she lurched upright. Her gaze passed over Xander, focused on one particular thing. His cock, long and thick, stood at full attention. It wobbled with his movements, and she was surprised he didn't just shove it in her now. Her heart leapt into her throat.

"Keep," Esdeath shuddered and drew in a deep, ragged breath, "that thing away from me."

"Oh, don't be like that." A mischievous smile spread across Xander's face. "I know how curious about it you are, and you were blowing me with such passion earlier."

Esdeath glared, yet her focus and demeanor wavered. The memory of the musky, salty taste of Xander's fat dick played in her mind. "You forced me to."

"Tell yourself that all you like, but," Xander reached down between Esdeath's legs and rubbed her dripping, tender pussy, "I can tell you're aching to experience my cock." She shivered and suppressed an unbecoming moan.

Biting her lip, Esdeath attempted to ignore Xander's ministrations. She stared up into his eyes. "Don't think that just because I came due to your dirty tricks that I am desperate for," her gaze flicked down to his taunting manhood, "that. You will pay after this is over."

"We'll see if you're still talking like that afterward." Xander shot up to his feet, his dick waving about as precum dripped from the tip onto Esdeath's chest. She shuddered. "Let's get you off the floor."

Grabbing Esdeath under the arms, Xander hoisted her up. She thought to fight him and struggle, but her strength failed her. They rose together, and his erection brushed her thigh. She shivered at the warmth and firmness inundating her. Her knees wanted to buckle, unable to support her weight after climaxing so hard, yet he held her.

Esdeath flickered her eyes up to Xander's, but he stared down at her ample breasts. Disgust washed through her. However, something else smoldered within her. An ache grew between her legs. She wished to deny it, to cast it out, but she couldn't. The only thing she could do was blame it on everything but herself.

Xander's large, manly hands grabbed at Esdeath's hips, and a shiver ran down her spine. She groaned at his touch, the sensation of his cock against her, and the threat it posed. Her chest rose and fell with quick, shallow, panicked breaths. He stroked her sides as he pushed closer. Thickness stabbed at her abdomen just above her leaking, aching pussy.

"I've waited so long for this moment," Xander breathed as his manhood twitched. His breathing turned more ragged than Esdeath's. She believed him but didn't want to.

"Get it over with," Esdeath said, trying to play off the awkward desires she loathed.

Without hesitation, Xander lurched forward. Esdeath let out a yelp as he pinned her between his firm body and the rough wall. Her bindings dug into her wrists, pressed tight at the small of her back, but she ignored that minor inconvenience. All her attention went to the monster betwixt her thighs, poised to strike.

Esdeath held her breath. At the current angle and position, Xander couldn't force his way into her, but she was under no delusions that things would remain this way. Her tits squished to his muscular chest, her nipples stabbing against rigid flesh. She moaned and squirmed in a vain attempt to free herself. Even if she wasn't bound, she would never escape him.

One of Xander's hands slipped from Esdeath's hip, gliding down along her left thigh. She shuddered at his touch and in fearful anticipation of what was to come. The instant he touched the back of her knee, he hooked his fingers underneath and tugged. Her leg rose at his command, lifting higher and higher until perpendicular to his waist.

Heavy breaths filled the room: both his and hers. Esdeath swallowed, hard, and attempted to avoid glancing down between them. She failed, however, her curiosity and concern getting the better of her. Xander eased back, dragging his cock down along her belly. Precum smeared on her flawless skin, and she froze the closer he came to his goal.

Xander yanked on Esdeath's raised limb as he adjusted his grip, and she slipped down away from the wall a bit. Her crotch cocked out toward him, giving him all the leverage he required. She tried to pull back, to deny him before it was too late, but she failed. A gasp escaped her as his bulbous cockhead prodded at her eager, wet entrance.

"I'm going to put it in now, General." Xander stared down at Esdeath, and she rose to meet his lustful gaze. Her jaw worked, yet no words came out. "Relax. You don't need to say or do a thing. I'll take care of you."

Fear gripped Esdeath as Xander pushed forward. Pressure swelled, rising more and more until it broke. Thickness pried her poor pussy open. She mewled and writhed as he penetrated her, splitting her more and more with each inch that sank into her. To her surprise, she took his massive cock with ease. She never expected such a thing to happen.

Mild pain rose the deeper Xander plunged. Esdeath's head tipped back against the wall, and she lamented her situation. She had always hoped that Tatsumi would be her first, but this random man stole that from her. Anger flared in her gut, but it sputtered out as more of his dick spread her. Warmth trickled out of her. Blood.

Xander slowed down, letting out a surprised noise as he glanced at where they connected. "Oh, I'm your first, General?" The surprise and hopefulness in his voice struck Esdeath and tugged at her nerves. "I'm so happy that we can lose our virginities together."

Esdeath wanted to scream and thrash and rage, but she couldn't bring herself to. Instead, she stood there, stiff as a board, as Xander took her virginity. His cock stuffed her full, and she moaned the more of him violated her. Somehow, he hadn't reached the base. Her eyes fluttered, vision blurring. A tear streaked down her cheek.

Their bodies came together, and Xander's weight forced Esdeath's back to the wall. She groaned as his other hand slipped down to her backside, squeezing and keeping her in place. Her head lulled forward, and she spotted where they joined as one. So many times she fantasized about it being Tatsumi and her, yet the man inside her was not Tatsumi.

"I hope you're ready," Xander said, drawing Esdeath's gaze back up to his face. He grinned, an unquenchable lust burning in his eyes. "I'm going to go all-out."

Esdeath's eyes widened. She wouldn't be able to take Xander if he ravaged her right away. "Wait just a—"

A squeal of a moan ripped from Esdeath's lungs as Xander withdrew. Much like his fingers, only to a far greater degree, her insides clung to him. They stretched and stretched the more he retreated, sliding down along his vast, thick shaft. Her body swayed forward with his motion despite his efforts to keep her still.

Delight and discomfort swirled inside Esdeath. Part of her was thankful that Xander no longer stuffed her while the other agonized over each and every minute sensation. Her pussy shrank. However, she knew that only meant to make things harder for her once he thrust back into her.

The flared ridges of Xander's bulbous cockhead teased Esdeath's stretched entrance, and he swayed to a halt. She glared up at him, demanding he stop, but he just smiled at her. Not even a moment passed before he lunged. She cried out in bliss and anguish as the entirety of his manhood vanished back inside her in an instant. Their flesh clapped together, echoing.

Esdeath jiggled as Xander slammed her into the wall. He pulled back as soon as she struck home, grinding the crown against her g-spot. Her knees trembled, buckling, but he caught her and continued. While she had been at his mercy this entire time, she had never felt entirely powerless. Until now.

Xander rocked back and forth at a quick, steady pace. Ecstasy bloomed each time his fat, freakish dick penetrated her oh-so-deep. She couldn't fight his fingering and eating her out, how could she dare to hope to stand up to this? Something in the back of her head coaxed her to give in and enjoy herself. No. She couldn't. Not when it would mean that this twisted man would win.

The wet claps of flesh joining together as Xander plugged away at Esdeath echoed off the intimate walls and filled her ears. Her moans cut through all that noise as if to punctuate what he and her mind told her. She coiled around his length, unable to resist. While her body might be compromised, the same couldn't be said for her will.

"Fuck," Xander moaned as his cock twitched deep inside Esdeath's cunt. "Your pussy feels so good, like it was made for my cock." A smug grin curled his lips. "I told you we were meant for one another."

"The only reason I'm like this is," Esdeath sucked in a sharp breath and stifled a whimper, "because of that damn cream. There's no way I would want you otherwise."

Laughter escaped Xander, but he didn't dare slow his rhythmic in-out pace. "It might have helped, but don't try to deny that you love my dick, General. You're gripping it so tightly and leaking so much."

Quivering rattled Esdeath. No matter how hard she wished to stop herself from growing tighter the more Xander pounded her, she couldn't. Undesired pleasure continued to invade her with every thrust. She tightened around him to the point where she thought she might prevent him from going so deep, yet he ploughed right through with his unstoppable dick.

Mewling tumbled from Esdeath's mouth despite her words to the contrary. Tingles ran all over her flesh, goosebumps rising along her arms and chest. She rocked with Xander's thrusts, sending her breast jiggling. His fingers sank further into her asscheek and thigh as he clung to her. He didn't want to let go of her as much as her body didn't want to relinquish him.

Esdeath jerked against her bindings, nervous energy trying to be released. Frustration burned. She longed to do something even if Xander was going to continue to fuck her. The lack of agency, control drove her wild. No one had ever been strong enough to beat her. Not that he possessed the strength, but he had her at his mercy regardless.

Squelches rose whenever Xander buried his entire, wonderful manhood in Esdeath. Wonderful? She shook her head between gasps and moans. It was anything but. She loathed him for taking her first time and ravaging her in the first place. How could she consider his vile cock to be more than that? Anger bloomed, yet the pleasure didn't vanish.

Esdeath trembled as Xander ploughed her eager, disloyal pussy. Her leg quaked, weak. She slipped down the wall further and further with each passing second despite the powerful thrusts slamming into her. Hair and skin scrunched up around her shoulder blades, digging into her. The discomfort grew, and she grimaced.

Xander huffed as he continued to pump in and out of Esdeath at a rapid, relentless pace. He shifted his grip on her as he pulled out, and she almost collapsed…if not for his massive cock impaling her. Hunger flashed on his face, and he rammed home. However, unlike all the other times before, he remained nestled in her tight, quivering depths.

"Come on," Xander breathed, tugging on Esdeath. "Up you go."

Tipping back, Xander tossed Esdeath up against him. She yelped at the sudden motion and the inches that slipped out of her. He grabbed her ass, squeezing, and sandwiched her between him and the wall. The air rushed out of her lungs as he squished her. Without hesitation, her shaky legs wrapped around his waist.

Esdeath's heart hammered in her chest, and her breath caught in her throat. She stared eye-to-eye with Xander. Part of her wanted to untangle herself from him, but she would fall, right? She had no choice but to hug him tight as his cock split her. Crimson flushed her cheeks, and she turned away from his intense, passionate gaze. Why did it have to feel so good?

Xander drew back, his dick ripping out Esdeath's insides. She moaned and squeezed him tighter, pulling him back in. Her eyes shot wide as soon as she realized what she did. The chuckle she expected came, and agony lanced her. He worked himself in and out of her cunt and back up to a steady pace. She trembled in embarrassment and ecstasy.

"If you're not going to look at me," Xander leaned in close, his hot breath invading Esdeath's ear, "then I'll focus my attention elsewhere."

Before Esdeath said a word of rebuttal, rough lips pressed to her presented, vulnerable neck. She squeaked out a terrified noise as she froze, constricting Xander tighter inside and out. He grunted and sped up his tempo. His cock rammed into her needy pussy, and juices flowed. They ran down her taint to her rear entrance, and she breathed deep.

Xander planted frantic kisses down Esdeath's smooth skin in time with his increasing thrusting. Whenever the tip of his cockhead kissed her deepest depths, he smooched her flesh. The further he sank, the more she bent. She tried to deny him, pulling backward, but her back arched, overwhelmed with ecstasy.

Roughness brushed Esdeath's left nipple, and she cried out. Xander throbbed within her. She twisted to the side, but he was too fast. Teeth surrounded the needy nub. She froze, aching. He nipped her, grazing her sensitiveness. Instead of disgusting or terrifying her, it caused her to tighten up and gush more.

A murmur vibrated out of Xander, traveling through Esdeath's tit. She mewled as the barrage of pleasurable sensations continued to assail her. Every resistance and defense she had managed to keep up started to chip away. She had no way of stopping him, nor did any physical part of her wish for one. Her body longed to cum, her mind resisting catching up.

Esdeath whimpered. Before Xander full-on bit her, he sucked as much of her breast as would fit into his mouth. His ploughing increased in speed and intensity, his deep, long strokes hitting all her weak spots. She moaned through grit teeth. While she yearned to fight him, her hips began to rock opposite his motions.

The realization that she wanted this, even if only slightly and because of some foul play, devastated Esdeath. Her heart hammered in her chest, and her stomach sank. She tightened around Xander's driving cock, causing him to grunt, muffled by her tit-flesh. So close yet again.

Xander's tongue lavished Esdeath's needy nipple whilst he suckled on the rest. Her breaths became more and more frantic, desperate. Every fiber of her being quivered, on the verge. Part of her still wished to resist despite every other part begging her to give in. Her eyes closed, and she moaned out of control. What was the point in holding back anymore?

Succumbing, Esdeath slammed her head back into the wall and squealed in rapturous delight. She clamped down on Xander as he pistoned in and out of her, and he grunted against her sudden tightness. He bit down on her breast, and a jolt of pained pleasure spiked. Her squeal turned shriller as she squirted her excitement all over his crotch.

Esdeath mewled as she squirmed in Xander's embrace. He didn't so much as slow down despite her orgasm and increased resistance. Each time the crown of his cockhead struck her g-spot, she convulsed. Her happy pussy milked him, and he throbbed. Still, he showed no signs of slowing down.

With a rough tug, Xander pulled off Esdeath's tit. A wet smack sounded, and she gasped as tingles danced upon her skin. Warmth bloomed within her core, adding to the building desire swirling inside her. He planted several feverish kisses along her neck and throat before his teeth sank into her flesh. She grimaced.

"Fuck, General, I thought making you cum with my mouth and fingers was incredible." Thumping rose with his rhythmic thrusting. "You're spasming around my cock like your pussy is begging for something more."

Esdeath drew in a shuddering breath. "S-shut up." Her heels dug into Xander's spine, pulling him deeper into her welcoming, convulsing depths. "And fuck me."

Surprise came over Xander's face as well as Esdeath's own. The fact that she asked him to violate her stunned them both. Shame seared her to her core. After being so resistant and hostile, she desired what she had rallied so hard against. Oh, what did it matter? No one else would know. Whether it was her idea or not, she might as well indulge in this delightful carnal act while she was here.

Xander slammed into Esdeath, burying himself in her cunt. He twitched and throbbed but didn't move. "I've been," he kissed her neck, heading up toward her jawline, "waiting so long to hear you say that."

Despite the humiliation raging within her, Esdeath turned her gaze back to Xander. He pressed his lips to hers. She flinched away, but the wall prevented her from escaping. Warm, roughness mashed against her softness, and he ripped out of her. She moaned into his mouth as he rocketed back into motion. The suddenness caused her to rock and allow his tongue in.

A pleased, contented murmur rumbled out of Xander. Esdeath had never kissed anyone except for Tatsumi, and he hadn't returned her passion quite like Xander did. That had been wonderful and made her feel all fuzzy inside. However, this experience had been tainted…by this huge, incredible cock splitting her poor pussy in half.

Twitching increased in intensity and frequency each time Xander stuck home. Esdeath moaned and squeezed his waist. He fell into her, his dick stretching her to her limits. Fingers sank deeper into her supple ass and hauled her forward to meet his incessant thrusting. His hefty balls slapped against her taint whenever he hilted in her.

Xander pulled back, and Esdeath craned her neck to keep them connected as long as possible. Their kiss broke with a wet smack. Her eyes fluttered open, and he grinned at her. Embarrassment flooded her, but she didn't have to face him. He dipped down, kissed her right breast, and wrapped his mouth around it.

Esdeath moaned, coiling 'round Xander as he suckled at her tit. His tongue and teeth attacked her nipple. She cocked her hips and took him even deeper. He throbbed and exhaled sharp through his nose. She whimpered as pleasure inundated her, and her insides refused to let him go.

Nipping Esdeath, Xander withdrew. Her tit stretched with his motion until it couldn't go any further. It snapped back into place, and she groaned. "I'm going to cum." He threw himself back at her.

The idea of Xander blowing in her should have terrified Esdeath, but a pang of disappointment fluttered through her. If he finished, that meant that they might be done here. Despite cumming several times, she craved more. The fact that she did didn't phase her anymore. All she desired was more and more pleasure.

Ecstasy surged, and Esdeath clutched Xander tighter inside and out. She wouldn't last much longer, and she didn't believe he would either. Tipping forward, she attempted to reach his ear. "Do it."

Xander grunted and crashed into Esdeath, his cock ramming deep. She shrieked in utter bliss and clamped down on him as he jumped. Rope after rope of thick, hot cum shot into her, painting her walls. The more he fired, the more she squirted. Pressure swelled as his balls emptied into her with fervent need.

Excess spunk began to leak out of Esdeath in time with Xander's pulses and her spasms. He sucked and bit while humping at her. Every fiber in her being sang with untold delight. Her head spun, and her heart beat out of control. She wanted to experience more of this euphoria even if she had to take it for herself.

The desperation with which Xander suckled at Esdeath slowed. She quivered as one last spurt fired off within her. His dick softened but remained semi-hard. A smile quirked her lips. The haze of orgasmic bliss overtook her and any of her rage or revulsions was nothing but a distant memory.

Retreating, Xander eased off Esdeath's sensitive bosom. Heavy breaths echoed in her ears. He flashed her a grin, leaned back, and tugged her off his waist. Whimpers escaped her as inch after inch of his cock slipped out of her. A wet pop sounded, and seed oozed out of her, trailing down her inner thigh. Tremors wracked her body.

Cool wood greeted Esdeath's feet as Xander set her back down. She wavered, but his firm grip prevented her from collapsing. He, however, appeared dazed, out of it. She shifted, the chains tying her up jingled. She couldn't do anything else if she remained bound. Would he release her if he thought she was on board for more?

Xander stumbled away from Esdeath, his glistening dick wobbling. She bit her lip, her eyes flicking up to his half-lidded ones. It seemed that his climax had taken a lot out of him—far more than hers did of her. She drifted forward to bring herself to him, but metal dug into her wrists, and chains jangled. A frown worked its way onto her face.

"That was incredible, Esdeath," Xander said as his gaze traveled all over her body. The fact that he used her name rather than her title didn't faze her, focused on his cock as she was. His hands soon followed suit, fondling her thighs, ass, and tits. "Your pussy is even better than I ever imagined."

A shiver ran down Esdeath's spine at Xander's words and touch. She cocked her hip, rubbing against his semi-erect manhood. "I bet you want more."

"Of course I do." Xander grinned down at Esdeath as his fingertips sank into her asscheeks and spread them. "But I need a minute to recover."

"I could do the work," Esdeath blurted out. Shock came over Xander's face, and her heart hammered in her chest in anticipation.

"Finally come around, huh?" Xander squeezed Esdeath's backside with one hand as the other came back around to grab hold of his dick. He slapped it against her belly just above her womanhood.

Esdeath took her time to lick her lips while staring up into Xander's expectant eyes. "Yes, your cock feels so good. So, please, remove these," she jingled her chains, "so I can show you how much I loved it."

To Esdeath's surprise, Xander didn't hesitate. He stepped away from her, retrieving a key. She smiled at him and puffed out her chest to further entice him. Metal tinkled as he fought with her bindings. A pop sounded, and the pressure around her wrists subsided. Freedom. She could do as she wished. He had to pay.

"How do you—"

Xander yelped as Esdeath threw herself at him. She shoved him backward, and his legs collided with the bed. The mattress creaked as he collapsed on his back. She pounced atop him, ignoring his rock-hard cock brushing up against her sensitive pussy. Terror shone in his wide eyes. She smirked down at him, and power returned to her.

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