Sooooo. . . basically we're halfway through the year and then some, and I was thinking to myself: hey, isn't it around that time to make a new post? Apparently it is! Therefore: here's a new call me out, along with some prompts, both SFW + NSFW. Feel free to utilize my wishlist for concepts and ask for anyone on my muselist.
Alternatively: you can put the word GACHA in your top level and I will personally RNG a character for you. Feel free to pick a scenario after the character has been chosen. Please list if you want your gacha rolls to be SFW or NSFW.
Feel free to message me on tsundereban or DM me at Len#0139 to hash things out.
❥ OPTION I. ( sfw OR nsfw )
Transformation! One of the characters drink a potion that transforms their body in some way - whether it's to turn themselves into the other character (yes, an excuse for selfcest) or someone they know, or just physical traits... this is the prompt for you. Also doing spy scenarios with this is cool. Don't judge me.
❥ OPTION II. ( sfw or nsfw )
Hypnotism or mind control. I have a preference for playing the hypnotized party, although I can do the reverse as necessary. I also want to play consensual hypnotism between a couple trying to spice up their relationship.
❥ OPTION III. ( nsfw )
Sexy sharing curse. Basically - any sort of arousal that character A feels, character B feels as well! If they're masturbating? The other party will feel it. If they're fucking someone, they'll feel that as well, so on and so forth. As long as it's horny on main, they'll feel it.
An alternate option to this is actually based on a doujinshi I read where a character can feel the shared sensations of people having sex around them without it having any sort of feedback loop.
❥ OPTION IV.
Some people said they wanted my OCs, soooo. Here's an option for that! I'm basic.
❥ OPTION V. ( nsfw )
Monster / demon fucking. Feel free to combine this with other stuff, but I like monster/human scenarios a lot... I also like concepts of like "characters that are only part demon and sometimes go feral" and going feral is just. Well, you know.
❥ WILDCARD.
Pick anything not listed here! My PSL wishlist speaks measures as to what I want, tho.
[ Sometimes he wonders where he came up with that. If anything, he's a disgraced knight after everything he's done. Not just in the foggy memory that was the fourth war, but the despicable things he'd been made to do as he was restructured by the Matou household. That promise he made long ago was something he failed to fulfill. And here he is, failing on behalf of both of them. Every time he hears that old man's decrepit chuckle, the crunch and grind of blood & bone, the buzz of insects that feel like they're crawling all over his brain, it brings his temper to a boiling point.
Never to breach the surface. No Servants to take out this rage on. Incapable of raising his blade at the bastard who took him in and broke him back down. All he has is the this girl who shared in his pain. They didn't have to say a single thing about the hatred that grows stronger, stronger, stronger yet still gets snuffed. It's kept beneath the surface, leaving only innocence for the eyes of others. ]
Fuck...!!
[ And lewd, broken sins behind closed doors. He curses when he feels her walls squeezing him tighter, his hands moving just above her head. The change in angle leaves her hips lifting off the ground some more, even further as her legs wrap around his waist. Some of her gorgeous plum hair (the very same brought about by her "training") gets caught in his balled fists; she's lucky she has so much of it, so that he's not actively yanking and ripping on it. At this angle, his hips press down on hers harder.
This perfect body...that no matter how many times she's stretched out on his cock, it clenches him so greedily. As if silently beckoning him to give her all of his cum. Once was never usually enough for these two anymore. He wants to feel her walls quiver as her thighs trembled every time he bottomed out. He wants to keep fucking her while his hot load slushed around her insides. Only to pull out and coat her and mark her as his. Perhaps that's the latent wolf inside of him after all. She's the perfect mate.
His perfect, beautiful, broken mate.
She beckons him to break her, and as he grips the bedsheets above her head tight, more of his strength gets poured into his thrusts. The mattress protests beneath them, creaking and shaking as the sound of flesh upon flesh fills the room with her eager moans. More... He wants to hear more of those cries because of how heavenly his cock makes her feel. To the point that it hurts so good. Take it, Sakura.
Take him as deep as you can. Hurt so bad that the two of you can finally feel something. ]
Holy...
[ Shit is she good at taking him. That or it's the way his cock visibly throbs, thicker and larger every time he pounds her pussy. When he bottoms out deep inside of her, regardless of how aroused Sakura's become, it's not all of him... His broad head presses on the entrance of her womb with an insistent grind and a small swell in her lower abdomen, a growl rumbles in Cloud's throat as he fucks her senseless. Deeper. Harder.
The two of them shared everything. Their suffering and pain. Their pleasure.
Even if she fell in deep -
At least she wouldn't be falling alone. Small mercies, she supposes.
There were many feelings that Sakura buried underneath the surface, things that she never wished upon anyone. Not her classmates, her fellow archery club members, her sister, and then there's him -
But it's fine if he didn't find out.
She just lets him see what she wants him to see. The falsified innocence of Sakura Matou. A story of a young kouhai who didn't ask for much.]
Ah -
[Even asking for more than this was a selfish wish.
And breaking her meant that she could no longer go back. But since when did she even have a choice to begin with?
She doesn't even know what it is anymore. Is it her? Is it him? Is it the curse? All of the feelings swirl in her head and become incoherent. What's left is just a simple beast: one who just simply lusts over the nearest thing in front of her. Who'll easily take in any man's cock as long as they would fill her.
It doesn't matter.
She doesn't care.
The throbbing of his cock is a feeling that comes back to her, and for a second it almost feels like she's the one that is doing the screwing, rather than being screwed. The feedback loop between the two of them is too much.]
Haa- ah... just like that, you're filling me up so much. Don't stop.
[Keep going.
Keep going-
It's not enough. She's almost there at that point of no return. She wants to take in all of him, no matter how far he decides to go. Even if he has to go at it again and cum more than once... that's fine.
She can continue. Over and over and over and over, until she's no longer herself. Until she loses what's left of the 'pure' Sakura Matou.]
[ The pain mingles in with the raw pleasure. It loops. When he buries himself so deep, her sweet little voice crumbling under the pressure, he feels a fleck of that same type of penetration. It's the most twisted sense of sharing everything she feels. When she played with her clit and pumped her fingers in and out of herself before, it felt like a knot being wound tighter in his stomach, threatening to keel him over. He would have to fight to stave his own arousal when he wasn't with her. It's almost always one sided. She's the one with the urges that grew stronger the more the worms starved.
And it's like he can feel it too. He should hate this. And a part of him wonders if this was Matou Sakura's hatred that he feels inside of him as well. The twisted, sickening part of it all was that he wants more. If this pain was something he endured to get to more euphoria, than let them melt together. Let them be consumed until neither one came back feeling the same way. In actuality, Cloud and Sakura would be a writhing mess by the end of all this, until she drained his balls dry and kept going as if to ask for another drop.
He says nothing this time, only panting with an added fervour to his thrusts. She wants him to keep going? He'll fucking keep going. It's as far as he decides to go? He never had a choice to begin with. He'll listen to his Master like the good Servant that he is. If she wants him to break her in until nobody else's cock could sate her the same way? There's plenty of her Saber left to give. He can already feel the tension building, the fire in the pit of his stomach burning hotter the harder he bludgeons her core with his cock.
He wasn't just rubbing and bumping it now. He was pushing on it. All of him, she pleads without even having to say those words. Cloud wants to give himself to her in everything that he is. In pain. In pleasure. In sin. Until they're so far into hell that nothing can keep up with them. He fists the sheets tight, bending down over her more as her ass lifts in the air.
Cloud raises his hips, inch by inch of his turgid shaft being gripped by her snug walls. At first it feels like he's going to pull out. Before either one of them can hit that true 'breaking' point. Past their limits. When it seems like he was going to deny her to save her. But instead...he condemns them both. ]
More...
[ He slams himself back inside, bottoming out on her core again. And again. And again. The bulbous tip of his engorged cock stretches her out, feeds her another inch as that last barrier no one was ever meant to breach gives...until finally she's given everything she wants. It hurts. It hurts him. It also feels incredibly fucking good. Until Sakura would be able to feel every inch of her Servant's cock buried inside her pussy, and the last couple inches worth of him flush against her hips. Her cervix gives way, that bulge in her stomach more pronounced as the head of his cock rubs insistently on the back wall of her womb.
He's ruined her for anybody else. He knows it. He feels it. And he gives her some time to appreciate and lament it all. No one else took her this deep as he thickly throbs inside her. ]
The two mix in together to the point where she can no longer tell which is which. Up from down. They're both the same thing, now. The pain she feels now... is now a raw pleasure that she can no longer escape from. If he hurt her in any way, she'd just simply revel in it.
So when he nearly pulls out, her eyes grow wide. There's a shock in those violet eyes of hers, but it's not one of happiness, nor relief. No, it's that of a completely different emotion -
Fear.
No, she begs, shocked that he'd even consider to stop. Her lips quiver from underneath him, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
But that moment is only momentary and fleeting as he steals her for good. Now... nobody else can have her.
She can feel her own hatred and self loathing encapsulate her as she also feels relief that he didn't actually stop. It's funny, really - since when was she allowed to feel this way?
[She laughs, the very moment she realizes the 'when'.
After all, she's so steeped into the darkness at this point, right? It's only now that he's buried so deep that her own shadow can encapsulate her, cover her entirely in its colors.]
Ahaha... ah, I can feel how deep you are, my Servant. Go ahead, come. I'll take you into the darkness with me. We'll be together.
[ Zouken's little experiment seemed to work like a charm after all. Spiking Sakura's pleasure and driving her Servant up the wall with the same urges. Making him want it so bad that it took them both past the breaking point. Broke them down until they were a thorough mess and only addicted to one another. It would only bolster the strength of Saber for when the time came for him to fight. They'd use Sakura as long as possible until she was expendable... ]
.....
[ But this...is not what the elder Matou would have had in mind. The shared curse, looping pain and pleasure had also tied in their emotions. And it seems that beneath the wooden front of this puppet called Cloud Strife, lied a heart steeped in despair and hatred. It feeds into Sakura's darkness. Her own anguish and helplessness feeds into Cloud. Another loop fed through the two. It was only a matter of time... He isn't alarmed by the sweltering mana. He isn't afraid. He knew this existed somewhere. He's felt this hatred before.
And much like her, he's far beyond questioning it all and well into accepting it. His pleasure is hers. His pain is hers. Everything about him belongs to her, and with the loop amplified tenfold, it'd come right back onto her. ]
Hah... [ A huff. Not quite a laugh, but something less hollow than before. Is that...excitement? Is her Servant getting excited? Judging by the way one of his hands frees itself from the sheets and roams over her bouncing breasts as he moves rougher and faster...he's thrilled. ] Feel that?
[ Feel the promising swell of his cock piercing her so deep? The way he violates her pussy and grinds too far? ]
Take me deeper and I won't stop.
[ Everything's becoming a blur. The wet sensation of her insides being stirred fills the room along with their unabashed moans. He swells again, faster than before until finally as he presses Sakura's body into the mattress, his back arches as he growls her name. For the first time tonight, he comes undone for her, not bothering to be gentle in the way he buries every inch of his cock inside of her.
And he fills her, pouring his cum directly into her womb to the point of what feels like overflowing, until the hot sensation of his seed coating her walls and spilling out the sides of her entrance is all he can focus on. His body trembles as he floods her insides, pulsating thickly as the waves eventually taper. ]
Haa...haa...haa...
[ Never doubt a SOLDIER's durability. Let alone a Servant's. Not with the way his rod remains so stiff and deep inside his Master. ]
honestly, i'm cheating here bc dark sakura doesn't have the expressions i need
[Whatever he had planned, it seems that it actually worked.
Well, it wasn't like either of them cared at this point.
It was madness, sure - but at the same time... a part of Sakura felt more powerful in this state. Like she could pull anything off. Of course, that's her anger and frustrations talking.
Her shadow.
The multitude of her emotions that she felt, having buried them below the surface for all of those years. The corruption that could be seen in her hands reaches out for Cloud's face as she gently reaches out to him.
It's a rather contrasting gesture to what she would do usually.
Maybe... this is kindness?]
Of course I can.
[Her voice is eerily gentle, in a way that one could only describe as truly frightening.
Her breasts were covered by the one thing that still kept her pure.]
But it's not enough. You know that, don't you? It's never enough for us.
['Us'.
She uses that to imply that he's a part of her, now. Not in the way like lovers would be, but rather as something that she knows she's going to swallow whole. Just like she would with anybody else that would get in her - in their way.
It will never be enough.
She will never be satisfied.
Not even after a single time, or twice, or thrice. Being screwed senselessly won't grant her the reprieve that she desires or wants.]
I'll take you as deep as you'd like.
[Implying that he can go even deeper, and she'd accept that. As she is now, it no longer matters.]
After all...
[There's a beat, and her smile, which was kind up until now shifts. There's no innocence there, not even the former desire or want that you'd expect from someone getting screwed so roughly like this, being filled to the brim.
She can still be filled more.
Her body can take in as much as he can give and then some.]
...this is only the beginning of the first act, you know.
Never stop screwing me senseless, Cloud.
[She speaks his name out slowly, drawing out each syllable as long as she can.]
Or rather - [Leaning in close, she brushes her lips right near his ear, her voice seductive, wanting:] Do well, and I'll continue to reward you.
s'all gucci. could even be like a transitional period. plum hair with the shadow stuff, etc.
[ He should be alarmed. He would have been alarmed had he only just met Sakura. But he's not. The smile she shares with him, once so innocent and tender, is now steeped in sheer sin. But the dynamic has changed. She's not the only one being used anymore. And as if a flickering light was snuffed out for good, all that remains in his mind is darkness. And the only thing that he can make out is a seductive tone as her lips brush his ear. ]
Never stop...huh...
[ Keeping himself buried, blissfully painful in how deep she'll feel him, Cloud could keep going in this position if they so wanted to. Until she was practically bloated on his mana. His reserves weren't endless like hers, but he was a potent tank. Still...he's going to indulge and forget everything. He'll go to hell and never wanna come back if she's there with him. ]
Dangerous words, Master.
[ Because if she wasn't careful, he'd do just that. Never stop pleasing her and selfishly taking everything from her in kind. And though he does pull out a little bit, no longer ravaging her womb, it's only so he can shift her body on its side. Sitting upright on his knees, he holds her leg up against him as he prepares her to take everything from a different angle. They can't kiss this way, but at least now he can let her voice cry out. His voice to rumble off these walls as this space belongs to nobody else but them.
Then with a sharp thrust, Sakura's body moves on the mattress, her breasts shaking from the force of his thrusts. From this angle, he can see her greedy pussy stretching on his cock, and the way his tip continues to press deeper on her as she's fucked sideways on the bed. ]
[If Cloud were anybody else, maybe it's send off alarm bells in his mind. But they're both way too steeped in the darkness that was gifted to them to even care.
All that's left is suffering...
... and this.]
Ha.... hahaha... is it really all that dangerous, my Saber?
[How can it be, when she's practically lived on the edge of danger this whole time? Except now, they're no longer at the edge of that cliff. They've fallen off it, together, leaving everyone in the dust.
Everything has already been taken from her.
There's nothing else left to steal away from her. That is, unless he wants to take her anger, her hatred, her misfortune, the jealousy, all in one bouquet.
She'd be fine with that.
When he pulls out a bit, a soft noise of displeasure slips out, frowning a bit before realizing what he plans to do. She just allows it all to happen as her gaze transfixes onto his own, her dark eyes staring into him deeply, even if the light has been snuffed out.
Even if they most certainly cannot kiss in this position, with the sudden movement of his thrust inside of her, Sakura makes a loud moan in a room that's only made for the two of them. A sound that he's probably grown accustomed to, but probably wants to pull out even more, even louder-
And she'd do that. for him.]
Fuck-
[The curse falls off her lips like they were poison. And in this case, it probably is, given what their situation was like.]
No...! I'm going to -
[She doesn't finish her sentence, but the implications are quite clear there.
[ He's tread too far. There's no turning back from here. To Cloud, when there was nothing else left for him, Sakura is all he can come back to. Whilst she descends into despair...there are others who care about her. Those who hadn't the faintest idea as to the hell she's endured and never showed. Saber, however...
There's nothing. Nothing at all. He hates being alone. He hates being alone. There's no one left to let in. No one else but the poor girl that hurt as badly as he did. He doesn't have to be alone when he has Sakura... She doesn't have to hate alone as long as she has Cloud. ]
Yeah...?
[ He can tell by how tightly she clenches on him. The pain of being taken so deep that twists with pleasure. And her impending orgasm only further bolsters his. Without this feedback loop that spirals out of control, he may have lasted longer between rounds. He may have had her cumming on his dick more times than he unloaded in her. But as they race towards oblivion together, his grip upon her thigh tightens as he drives his hips harder against. More rigorously as her body is shaken on the bed. ]
Haa...! Go ahead...
[ Until his hips were like a piston. ]
Cum as much as you want. Sakura-
[ Until his hips are flush to hers every time- every inch of his cock pressed inside her. ]
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Never to breach the surface. No Servants to take out this rage on. Incapable of raising his blade at the bastard who took him in and broke him back down. All he has is the this girl who shared in his pain. They didn't have to say a single thing about the hatred that grows stronger, stronger, stronger yet still gets snuffed. It's kept beneath the surface, leaving only innocence for the eyes of others. ]
Fuck...!!
[ And lewd, broken sins behind closed doors. He curses when he feels her walls squeezing him tighter, his hands moving just above her head. The change in angle leaves her hips lifting off the ground some more, even further as her legs wrap around his waist. Some of her gorgeous plum hair (the very same brought about by her "training") gets caught in his balled fists; she's lucky she has so much of it, so that he's not actively yanking and ripping on it. At this angle, his hips press down on hers harder.
This perfect body...that no matter how many times she's stretched out on his cock, it clenches him so greedily. As if silently beckoning him to give her all of his cum. Once was never usually enough for these two anymore. He wants to feel her walls quiver as her thighs trembled every time he bottomed out. He wants to keep fucking her while his hot load slushed around her insides. Only to pull out and coat her and mark her as his. Perhaps that's the latent wolf inside of him after all. She's the perfect mate.
His perfect, beautiful,
brokenmate.She beckons him to break her, and as he grips the bedsheets above her head tight, more of his strength gets poured into his thrusts. The mattress protests beneath them, creaking and shaking as the sound of flesh upon flesh fills the room with her eager moans. More... He wants to hear more of those cries because of how heavenly his cock makes her feel. To the point that it hurts so good. Take it, Sakura.
Take him as deep as you can. Hurt so bad that the two of you can finally feel something. ]
Holy...
[ Shit is she good at taking him. That or it's the way his cock visibly throbs, thicker and larger every time he pounds her pussy. When he bottoms out deep inside of her, regardless of how aroused Sakura's become, it's not all of him... His broad head presses on the entrance of her womb with an insistent grind and a small swell in her lower abdomen, a growl rumbles in Cloud's throat as he fucks her senseless. Deeper. Harder.
Break her. ]
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The two of them shared everything. Their suffering and pain. Their pleasure.
Even if she fell in deep -
At least she wouldn't be falling alone. Small mercies, she supposes.
There were many feelings that Sakura buried underneath the surface, things that she never wished upon anyone. Not her classmates, her fellow archery club members, her sister, and then there's him -
But it's fine if he didn't find out.
She just lets him see what she wants him to see. The falsified innocence of Sakura Matou. A story of a young kouhai who didn't ask for much.]
Ah -
[Even asking for more than this was a selfish wish.
And breaking her meant that she could no longer go back. But since when did she even have a choice to begin with?
She doesn't even know what it is anymore. Is it her? Is it him? Is it the curse? All of the feelings swirl in her head and become incoherent. What's left is just a simple beast: one who just simply lusts over the nearest thing in front of her. Who'll easily take in any man's cock as long as they would fill her.
It doesn't matter.
She doesn't care.
The throbbing of his cock is a feeling that comes back to her, and for a second it almost feels like she's the one that is doing the screwing, rather than being screwed. The feedback loop between the two of them is too much.]
Haa- ah... just like that, you're filling me up so much. Don't stop.
[Keep going.
Keep going-
It's not enough. She's almost there at that point of no return. She wants to take in all of him, no matter how far he decides to go. Even if he has to go at it again and cum more than once... that's fine.
She can continue. Over and over and over and over, until she's no longer herself. Until she loses what's left of the 'pure' Sakura Matou.]
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And it's like he can feel it too. He should hate this. And a part of him wonders if this was Matou Sakura's hatred that he feels inside of him as well. The twisted, sickening part of it all was that he wants more. If this pain was something he endured to get to more euphoria, than let them melt together. Let them be consumed until neither one came back feeling the same way. In actuality, Cloud and Sakura would be a writhing mess by the end of all this, until she drained his balls dry and kept going as if to ask for another drop.
He says nothing this time, only panting with an added fervour to his thrusts. She wants him to keep going? He'll fucking keep going. It's as far as he decides to go? He never had a choice to begin with. He'll listen to his Master like the good Servant that he is. If she wants him to break her in until nobody else's cock could sate her the same way? There's plenty of her Saber left to give. He can already feel the tension building, the fire in the pit of his stomach burning hotter the harder he bludgeons her core with his cock.
He wasn't just rubbing and bumping it now. He was pushing on it. All of him, she pleads without even having to say those words. Cloud wants to give himself to her in everything that he is. In pain. In pleasure. In sin. Until they're so far into hell that nothing can keep up with them. He fists the sheets tight, bending down over her more as her ass lifts in the air.
Cloud raises his hips, inch by inch of his turgid shaft being gripped by her snug walls. At first it feels like he's going to pull out. Before either one of them can hit that true 'breaking' point. Past their limits. When it seems like he was going to deny her to save her. But instead...he condemns them both. ]
More...
[ He slams himself back inside, bottoming out on her core again. And again. And again. The bulbous tip of his engorged cock stretches her out, feeds her another inch as that last barrier no one was ever meant to breach gives...until finally she's given everything she wants. It hurts. It hurts him. It also feels incredibly fucking good. Until Sakura would be able to feel every inch of her Servant's cock buried inside her pussy, and the last couple inches worth of him flush against her hips. Her cervix gives way, that bulge in her stomach more pronounced as the head of his cock rubs insistently on the back wall of her womb.
He's ruined her for anybody else. He knows it. He feels it. And he gives her some time to appreciate and lament it all. No one else took her this deep as he thickly throbs inside her. ]
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Pleasure and pain.
Pleasure and pain.
The two mix in together to the point where she can no longer tell which is which. Up from down. They're both the same thing, now. The pain she feels now... is now a raw pleasure that she can no longer escape from. If he hurt her in any way, she'd just simply revel in it.
So when he nearly pulls out, her eyes grow wide. There's a shock in those violet eyes of hers, but it's not one of happiness, nor relief. No, it's that of a completely different emotion -
Fear.
No, she begs, shocked that he'd even consider to stop. Her lips quiver from underneath him, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
But that moment is only momentary and fleeting as he steals her for good. Now... nobody else can have her.
She can feel her own hatred and self loathing encapsulate her as she also feels relief that he didn't actually stop. It's funny, really - since when was she allowed to feel this way?
That's because...]
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[She laughs, the very moment she realizes the 'when'.
After all, she's so steeped into the darkness at this point, right? It's only now that he's buried so deep that her own shadow can encapsulate her, cover her entirely in its colors.]
Ahaha... ah, I can feel how deep you are, my Servant. Go ahead, come. I'll take you into the darkness with me. We'll be together.
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.....
[ But this...is not what the elder Matou would have had in mind. The shared curse, looping pain and pleasure had also tied in their emotions. And it seems that beneath the wooden front of this puppet called Cloud Strife, lied a heart steeped in despair and hatred. It feeds into Sakura's darkness. Her own anguish and helplessness feeds into Cloud. Another loop fed through the two. It was only a matter of time... He isn't alarmed by the sweltering mana. He isn't afraid. He knew this existed somewhere. He's felt this hatred before.
And much like her, he's far beyond questioning it all and well into accepting it. His pleasure is hers. His pain is hers. Everything about him belongs to her, and with the loop amplified tenfold, it'd come right back onto her. ]
Hah... [ A huff. Not quite a laugh, but something less hollow than before. Is that...excitement? Is her Servant getting excited? Judging by the way one of his hands frees itself from the sheets and roams over her bouncing breasts as he moves rougher and faster...he's thrilled. ] Feel that?
[ Feel the promising swell of his cock piercing her so deep? The way he violates her pussy and grinds too far? ]
Take me deeper and I won't stop.
[ Everything's becoming a blur. The wet sensation of her insides being stirred fills the room along with their unabashed moans. He swells again, faster than before until finally as he presses Sakura's body into the mattress, his back arches as he growls her name. For the first time tonight, he comes undone for her, not bothering to be gentle in the way he buries every inch of his cock inside of her.
And he fills her, pouring his cum directly into her womb to the point of what feels like overflowing, until the hot sensation of his seed coating her walls and spilling out the sides of her entrance is all he can focus on. His body trembles as he floods her insides, pulsating thickly as the waves eventually taper. ]
Haa...haa...haa...
[ Never doubt a SOLDIER's durability. Let alone a Servant's. Not with the way his rod remains so stiff and deep inside his Master. ]
honestly, i'm cheating here bc dark sakura doesn't have the expressions i need
Well, it wasn't like either of them cared at this point.
It was madness, sure - but at the same time... a part of Sakura felt more powerful in this state. Like she could pull anything off. Of course, that's her anger and frustrations talking.
Her shadow.
The multitude of her emotions that she felt, having buried them below the surface for all of those years. The corruption that could be seen in her hands reaches out for Cloud's face as she gently reaches out to him.
It's a rather contrasting gesture to what she would do usually.
Maybe... this is kindness?]
Of course I can.
[Her voice is eerily gentle, in a way that one could only describe as truly frightening.
Her breasts were covered by the one thing that still kept her pure.]
But it's not enough. You know that, don't you? It's never enough for us.
['Us'.
She uses that to imply that he's a part of her, now. Not in the way like lovers would be, but rather as something that she knows she's going to swallow whole. Just like she would with anybody else that would get in her - in their way.
It will never be enough.
She will never be satisfied.
Not even after a single time, or twice, or thrice. Being screwed senselessly won't grant her the reprieve that she desires or wants.]
I'll take you as deep as you'd like.
[Implying that he can go even deeper, and she'd accept that. As she is now, it no longer matters.]
After all...
[There's a beat, and her smile, which was kind up until now shifts. There's no innocence there, not even the former desire or want that you'd expect from someone getting screwed so roughly like this, being filled to the brim.
She can still be filled more.
Her body can take in as much as he can give and then some.]
...this is only the beginning of the first act, you know.
Never stop screwing me senseless, Cloud.
[She speaks his name out slowly, drawing out each syllable as long as she can.]
Or rather - [Leaning in close, she brushes her lips right near his ear, her voice seductive, wanting:] Do well, and I'll continue to reward you.
s'all gucci. could even be like a transitional period. plum hair with the shadow stuff, etc.
Never stop...huh...
[ Keeping himself buried, blissfully painful in how deep she'll feel him, Cloud could keep going in this position if they so wanted to. Until she was practically bloated on his mana. His reserves weren't endless like hers, but he was a potent tank. Still...he's going to indulge and forget everything. He'll go to hell and never wanna come back if she's there with him. ]
Dangerous words, Master.
[ Because if she wasn't careful, he'd do just that. Never stop pleasing her and selfishly taking everything from her in kind. And though he does pull out a little bit, no longer ravaging her womb, it's only so he can shift her body on its side. Sitting upright on his knees, he holds her leg up against him as he prepares her to take everything from a different angle. They can't kiss this way, but at least now he can let her voice cry out. His voice to rumble off these walls as this space belongs to nobody else but them.
Then with a sharp thrust, Sakura's body moves on the mattress, her breasts shaking from the force of his thrusts. From this angle, he can see her greedy pussy stretching on his cock, and the way his tip continues to press deeper on her as she's fucked sideways on the bed. ]
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All that's left is suffering...
... and this.]
Ha.... hahaha... is it really all that dangerous, my Saber?
[How can it be, when she's practically lived on the edge of danger this whole time? Except now, they're no longer at the edge of that cliff. They've fallen off it, together, leaving everyone in the dust.
Everything has already been taken from her.
There's nothing else left to steal away from her. That is, unless he wants to take her anger, her hatred, her misfortune, the jealousy, all in one bouquet.
She'd be fine with that.
When he pulls out a bit, a soft noise of displeasure slips out, frowning a bit before realizing what he plans to do. She just allows it all to happen as her gaze transfixes onto his own, her dark eyes staring into him deeply, even if the light has been snuffed out.
Even if they most certainly cannot kiss in this position, with the sudden movement of his thrust inside of her, Sakura makes a loud moan in a room that's only made for the two of them. A sound that he's probably grown accustomed to, but probably wants to pull out even more, even louder-
And she'd do that. for him.]
Fuck-
[The curse falls off her lips like they were poison. And in this case, it probably is, given what their situation was like.]
No...! I'm going to -
[She doesn't finish her sentence, but the implications are quite clear there.
Her body makes that abundantly clear.]
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There's nothing. Nothing at all. He hates being alone. He hates being alone. There's no one left to let in. No one else but the poor girl that hurt as badly as he did. He doesn't have to be alone when he has Sakura... She doesn't have to hate alone as long as she has Cloud. ]
Yeah...?
[ He can tell by how tightly she clenches on him. The pain of being taken so deep that twists with pleasure. And her impending orgasm only further bolsters his. Without this feedback loop that spirals out of control, he may have lasted longer between rounds. He may have had her cumming on his dick more times than he unloaded in her. But as they race towards oblivion together, his grip upon her thigh tightens as he drives his hips harder against. More rigorously as her body is shaken on the bed. ]
Haa...! Go ahead...
[ Until his hips were like a piston. ]
Cum as much as you want. Sakura-
[ Until his hips are flush to hers every time- every inch of his cock pressed inside her. ]
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But even if that's true, she's already thrown all chances of getting any semblance of a happy ending.
Those spring days...
...they've ḏ̴̞̉̆̐̒͛̚͝ḭ̷̧͎̰̠̗̻̤͈͍̣͑̑̀̚͘̕͠͝ş̵̢̢̢̳̤̞̹̖̻͎̖̂̍̐̈́̎̀̔̌͜͝͝à̴̳̦͕̗̱̦͇̮̯̥̻̫͓̓̇̀̂́͊̉̐̀͐͠p̷̢̭̖̅̿̈́̀͑̾͊̔̋̈́͘͘͠p̷͕̠͚̝͉̱͉̫̠̬̤̠̣̗͕̀́͒́̿̈́̚ȅ̸̛̩̈́̓̍͒̐́̍͐ͅầ̶̳͔̭̲̻̹͉̳̪̙̉̀̆̓͝r̸̡͉̰̙̪̥̪̯̻̦͖̖̙̮̐̂̌̿̈̆̕͘ẹ̸̝̟̜̭̼͎̣͌̉̑͛̽͂̚̚͝d̴̨͉̪̖̻̤͉̰̗̘̽̄͜͜.]
Yes. Yes- I will, I promise. You, as well, go ahead- please cum for me-
[Until he's dry.]