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.
[22yo failed magical Chosen One (it's a metaphor for gifted child burnout) with no self-esteem. Ambulatory wheelchair user, part or all of her body will occasionally just seize up and not move. Will do basically whatever you tell her to; all the options work fine.]
You want me to do what to you? Um, I mean, if you're sure I won't hurt you.
[So I have Shizuru to offer for Option 1 or 5 since he's a vampire for the monster side. I can either play him as a vampire siding with humanity or more of a jerkass who goes around sucking blood and turning people into his servants for fun.
If you want to go the latter route, we can do something involving him turning a school or neighborhood into vampires and how the character you have in mind is dealing with it! Either they're already transformed or they're the last human around trying to survive. I'm open to more ideas if you have them.]
[On my personal journal because I haven't chosen a character yet, but: I'm good with the concept of turning a character into a servant - probably leaning towards them already being transformed.
Did you have a preference for a character, by the way?]
[ How the otherwise high and mighty Matou family have fallen. Yet despite everything, Zouken had his rotting grasp on every key to win the upcoming Heaven's Feel. What was once thought to be firm victory for the Matous became, in his decrepit eyes, an absolute. And it fell squarely into their laps when they discovered a rather unique survivor of the last war. Having thought that every Servant was consumed by the hungering Angra Mainyu when the Grail's contents were spilled, there was one survivor to be found.
A near listless, amnesiac of a puppet who could once lay claim to being the strongest Servant. Rather than be consumed like the rest however, he survived. When swallowed up by the void, he was spit back out with a physical body. Though his willpower was immeasurable, his mind did not return unscathed. Something that Zouken was eager to use to his advantage before it could be used against him. A Masterless spirit, yet it would be so easy to bind him to someone strong enough when they were ready. He could bind Cloud to himself and make him his next weapon for the future war.
But...
No. His participation was a last resort. And the Matous were graced with a new...shall they say, "family member" who was still going through her own form of training. By binding this extra Servant to Sakura, not only would she provide a significant boost in restoring the forgotten Saber to his former glory, but having a physical body of his own, meant his own mana reserves were equally sound. In life, Cloud's reserves were off the scales, and as the years passed them by and the young Sakura matured into a beautiful young woman, the two would have the unique ability to feed off one another. Like the impossible concept of a battery feeding into the other for limitless energy. Only in Sakura's case, hers truly was bottomless.
For all that everyone knew, in every day life, Cloud was just a foreigner who settled down in Fuyuki. Calm, distant yet diligent in his line of work. He stood out in a crowd. Much like how as far as everyone knew of Matou Sakura, she was a meek high schooler whose beauty was second to none.
Innocence...however, was just that. Surface deep. ]
✿ ✿ ✿
You really went to school this wet...
[ Her breath runs hot against his ear, his ring and middle fingers thrusting into her thoroughly soaked, tight pussy- gripping them tight still.
A cruel trick... This must have been a curse of Zouken's doing. Something that would otherwise never be possible if he were an ordinary Servant. He sates the worms inside of her when her condition gets to a breaking point, while at the same time being given a generous amount of Mana in kind. It's all that they know behind closed doors, pleasing the head of the house while no one had the faintest idea what was really happening. This wasn't the first time they've had sex. Far from it, in fact. Yet the old man felt they needed some...help. She wasn't being satisfied frequently enough, and Cloud wasn't being a good Servant and offering it enough.
And so they would share in everything. Whenever the heat grew too much for Sakura to bear and she masturbated, the acerbic blond would find himself keeling over from the same type of pressure. Hiding himself away- despite having a physical body, Servants didn't necessarily need or crave it. They shouldn't crave it. But the harder she goes, the more he loses control of himself. It became problematic to the point that it finally comes to a head.
At least they're back in her bedroom now. She'd barely had enough time to make it through the front door before Cloud pressed himself against her, his hand between her legs and the scent of her driving him mad. ]
Haa... What the hell is he doing to us?
[ With one hand pumping between her legs, the wet noise of fucking her with his fingers filling the room, his other hand feels up her swelling breast through the fabric of her uniform. It wouldn't be the first time he ripped the buttons on it, and chances were he'd do it again. But it's taking all of his willpower not to become some mindless beast to her- what with how he feels like he's ripping out of his pants with how hard his cock was. ]
[It's not fine. But if she says it plenty of times, enough times, then she can convince the both of them into it being true in spite of everything. She never really fought against it; she knew that she couldn't, in spite of the anger that was inside of her, tempting to spill over a bubbling pot that Zouken was trying to cook into perfection.
Or in this case -
Imperfection.
Her cheeks flush with a hot desire and heavy breaths as her fingers try to find a place to settle themselves, her legs already shaky as she tries to make her way further into the room even as she finds herself melting already into his touch. But if she gives in now, she knows she'll never make it to the bed. Cloud will just end up screwing her here; either sanding up, or straight onto the wooden floors of her bedroom.
And a part of her, as messed up as it was, thought that maybe that would be nice.
Ah, she's so ashamed of herself for even daring to think that she could have any sort of kindness... especially since when did she even deserve it?
She's the youngest child, after all.
That mattered back when she was Tohsaka Sakura, and that mattered now that she's Matou Sakura.
She's dirty, so...]
Don't worry, Saber.
[They're both covered in proverbial mud. And she can't help but feel sorry for her own Servant, who didn't deserve any of this. How he was forced to screw a disgusting girl like her, how he was forced to satisfy her desires when he shouldn't have had to.
She smiles.]
It doesn't matter. [She continues to lie, both to him and herself.] Just keep going. Please.
[It's a plead, trying to tell him to stop thinking. To just do. She can't fight it, and she's certain that he can't fight it for much longer, either. After all, her cruel arousal echoes within him and the feedback looping between the two of them.]
[ Whatever anger Cloud feels is stunted. When they found him, he was bordering on a husk of a human. It's taken him almost ten years of this new existence to sum up more emotion. The most reactive he's ever been has been around Sakura. Hell, even if it's hollow, she's the first person to have made him smile. So he'd watch over her when and wherever he can. He would watch from afar as Shinji grew from an eager heir into the bitter, expendable trash that abused his little sister, rooted in insecurity. Everything he witnessed, at first with a blank and lost expression...soon evolved. His teeth would grit, his fist would clench before he's reined in.
If he wasn't stopped, that boy's neck would have been twisted backwards what feels like a hundred times over. From empty to...furious. Fury? Where did this come from?
Zouken had instilled in him that he was just a puppet. That these feelings weren't his own. Yet... why? Why did seeing Sakura smile make his heart sink instead of soar? She's so beautiful to him. They're steeped in mud and grotesque to their core on the inside, yet she's still so beautiful to him. Somewhere on the edges of his mind, he's reminded of someone... Not knowing how to handle the conflicting emotion, he defaults back to anger. Desire. Hate. He can't channel this indescribable, silent hatred of Zouken and the inability to heal Sakura.
So he channels it in the only way he knows how. ]
Sakura...
[ By pumping her full of that cum-rich mana her body seemed endlessly starved for. He may be rough, but he grants her a kindness in that he would never raise a hand to her. Cloud's hands aren't tender at all as the feedback looping between them feels maddening. Her body responds to him, and it causes him to throb harder than before, swelling to a fuller size to the point that it hurts. She's practically thrown onto the bed, her scent acting as a pheromone, or a moth to a flame. She wouldn't need to wait long to feel the weight of him on top of her as he straddles her stomach.
She can do whatever she likes with her hands. He doesn't care. Not yet anyways. His hands move to her uniform top, mentally stowing away the fact he'd have to sew it up and fix it after. Buttons pop as he pulls open her jacket, leaving her full, large breasts puffing against her white top. This...wasn't so easy to fix. And perhaps self-indulgently, he treats himself to the show that would come if he'd unbuttoned the shirt underneath. ]
Let me see.
[ A terse command, one that he won't wait for her to carry out as he tugs on the ribbon around her collar, loosening it before his hands move to work on her white shirt. What a lewd body... Button by button, he effortlessly, quickly begins to undo the middle ones of her uniform until her full breasts are exposed beneath the white bra, the tops of her tits swelling pleasantly for his eyes. ]
Is it so selfish for her to want to hear him call her that some more? To hear the desire that tinges his voice like that? A part of her doesn't want to have hope. Because if she has even the slightest of that, she'll lose it all.
What do you mean, 'lose it all', her mind tells her, almost mockingly. You've had nothing left to lose.
It doesn't matter how rough he decides to be. She'll take all of him on. After all, that's how her body was molded for, wasn't it? There was not a single shred of purity or innocence left in the girl called Sakura.
Now that her body lies on the bed, she makes herself comfortable. Or at least, as comfortable as one could get, given her aches and how the situation was slowly driving her mad for lust. It doesn't help that her gaze seems to flit towards between his legs, noticing how hard he is.
Even if a part of her says she shouldn't, her body betrays those thoughts.
She's so weak... and easily succumbs to the need. It's greedy. She knows this.
Which is why her mouth moves and speaks the single, traitorous word.]
...Okay.
[He can see all of her.
Just as he's done plenty of times before. She doesn't do anything with her hands yet, allowing herself to play the role that she's done plenty of times before. To be submissive, to just let things happen to her rather than do something that she might regret.
It's just easier that way, you know?
So, even as her breasts are revealed for him to see, her bra almost popping open by how large they were -
Some would even ask if they would still grow, given how young she was. And to be honest, she didn't know. But she wouldn't be surprised in the slightest bit if they did. Boys liked them big after all, didn't they?
If that could make them desire her more...]
Look at me all you want.
[Look only at me, she doesn't add, as she even spreads her legs out for him as she even lifts her skirt to show him exactly how wet she is. How her underwear is already soaked through.]
[ Sakura's the only one he wants to look at. A twisted little silver lining was that Zouken never attempted to make Saber fuck someone else. Because as fucked up as everything was behind closed doors, there's a side of him after all this time that felt that he wanted to make the girl his. Before he regained some of his emotions, all his body could do was respond to the most debased of desires. To use her as a warm body to sate his new human urges. A dirty yet exclusive cocksleeve. But now, any time he ever thinks about how he'd once used her without a mind of his own...it makes him sick.
If he had any power of his own to disobey before he was broken in, he would have taken Sakura far away from here. Back to her real family. Give her to the people that care about her before his existence was reduced to ether. And somewhere in the furthest recesses of the back of his mind, perhaps he still can do that. ]
I'll do more than that.
[ Until some miracle shines upon them though... No. None of that was real. Not even the dreams he's seen couldn't be made to come true. They live in a nightmare, and pleasure's the only fleeting escape for either one of them. He'll drown in this guilt and drag Sakura with him. That way she won't have to be alone. In his waking life before becoming a Servant, if somebody twisted his arm and told him to pick what he liked the most about a woman...
He's currently playing with them. His fingers sink into her breasts, squeezing assertively to spark more noises out of his Master. His cock swells in his pants, staring her right in the face even as she lifts her skirt. He'd felt it earlier, but she was already this wet and eager for him. And playing with her tits only garnered a heavy sigh as watches her shuffle beneath his touch. He could get off her stomach now, slide back down and get between her legs and drive her up the wall. He could also get her to get him out of his pants, until his heavy, impressive cock was resting on top of her tits.
Would she suck him, he wondered? As long as she got his Mana and sated her crestworms, it didn't matter how she got it. As he squeezes and fondles her breasts through her bra, pressing the large mounds together, he stares down at her with lust-laden eyes. ]
Undo my pants.
[ He wants her to see just how wet, glistening and swollen he was for her too. To touch it and do with it as she sees fit in kind. Cloud usually wasn't so commanding in bed, but as their pleasure continues spiking, the compulsion to obey and order grows with it.
[The first time he had his way with her was not a kind thing.
Then again, it wasn't as if she knew - much less deserved it, in her mind. All she was to them was a tool to be used, to be fucked until she was no longer useful.
Even if Cloud wanted to, she didn't have any real family anymore. No, that's wrong... rather, whatever was left of her real family probably wouldn't even take her. He probably knew who the last member of her living family was, by sharing some of those memories in heir dreams; one of the few, brief times when things wouldn't have to get so explicit.
Tohsaka Rin.
Her older, beautiful, most talented sister.
Someone who she wished so deeply would save her from this never ending hell. And if not her, there was one other who cared about her enough that she so desired to rescue her like a princess -
But she didn't want him to get involved and hurt in the process. So she tells that person nothing. She keeps this side of her hidden, makes excuses at how she desperately needs to be home today, that she apologizes for being unable to visit that warm home... the clear opposite of the coldness that this mansion brought her.
It's what she deserves, isn't it?
But at the very least, she isn't alone. Ah, what a cruel thought, to be happy that someone would suffer with her. That someone could possibly get so close to understanding her, even if she didn't love him.
All this was, after all, was purely physical. Just a distraction from the bigger picture.
And she knows... at the end of the War, it won't last. He won't last. She can't make him stay. She can't use the grail to even force him to stay, because that's not what Zouken wants. That's not the wish that is allowed to be granted at the end of the day.
But all those thoughts are pushed aside as he squeezes her breasts, moans escaping her lips. The feeling is nice, but it's not enough.]
Yes.
[The command runs shudders down her spine, because she knows that she can't say 'no' to begin with; that was always an impossibility, given how she could feel the compulsion to do whatever her Servant asks without question.
Because she knows that's the kind of girl they want to mold her into, wasn't it?
She's basically a doll for their screwed up desires, not a human.
So, she does what she knows best. To follow through as she shifts to undo his pants and tug them down to reveal what he has underneath. If he asked her for anything more - she'd do it.]
[ For Cloud, being a tool to be weaponized by the Matou family was all that he knew. Whatever wishes, hopes and dreams he had in reversing the ill-gotten fate of his time and loved ones...all of it was swallowed up by the black mud. It's like a cruel joke, killing everything he loved and spitting him back out to suffer in the wake of nothing. He's alone. All he knows now is to obey. To regain what semblance of humanity he had through his interactions with the likes of Sakura.
Until the curtain was drawn back on the Fifth Heaven's Feel, this was all they would be subjected to. No matter how many times he stained this beautiful body, inside and out, it's all to quell the hunger of her curse. Without blood, or immense mana, her life was in a constant flux of staving off what's literally eating at her from the inside and getting fucked senseless to manage another day of 'normalcy' on the surface. Cloud can't let that happen. He won't let that happen.
But...that's not the only reason he indulges so thoroughly, is it? After all, it's not like he's all benevolent anymore. His heart might as well be black after all the corruption to his spiritual core. Because would he really be doing any of this if he didn't take some kind of guilt and pleasure in using her lewd body? ]
Then...
[ With a hot sigh as she tugs down his pants, Sakura's presented with a massive bulge to his briefs. A matter that Cloud takes into his own hands by pulling the waistband down with a harder pull. His cock springs free, already glistening wet at the tip after sharing in the stimulation she put herself through earlier. ]
Say it. [ Fucking hell, he's bordering on mindless at this point. He half forgets where he is as the broad underside of his cock sits atop her cleavage, tip dripping precum just beneath her chin as he watches her reaction. ] My name, Sakura.
[She's quiet for a good long moment, her violet gaze completely transfixed on his entire body, knowing what would come next. There's a sense of relief when he tugs at the waistband to rid of the last article of clothing that covered her Servant's arousal.
It didn't matter if they were both bad...
Because she knew.
She was all too aware that she was a very bad girl.
That's why this is her punishment. There's another quiet nod of her head, as she speaks the words he wants from her.]
Okay...
[Say his name, her mind thinks, almost out of it to even recall that much, unbothered by how his precum seems to already be dripping onto her skin. Because to a body like hers, she can't help but find a dark pleasure in even that. Because in a way, isn't it her fault that he's like that?]
... Cloud.
[There. She's said it.
In a way she hopes satisfies him. In a way that she almost begs is enough, and if it isn't, he can keep going. Order her more. Let her become entirely his in body, mind and soul. Make it so that she becomes addicted.
Not that she wasn't already, but she needed one more push, before she could envelop herself in the dark shadow that sleeps deep inside of her, wanting to come out.]
Don't make me wait any longer...
[Let me become your exclusive fuck toy.
Because that is what she is, isn't she? And nothing more than that.]
And perhaps, she'd never recall ever again. Nevertheless, Rin was called for what could only be described as 'the usual' - already dressed up in what could only be described as utterly fiting.
She knocks on the door where her master is, polite as always, but not saying a single word.]
[ Cloud will always be her Servant. When the time comes to obtain the Holy Grail, he'll be a diligent knight in shining armor. Unmoving on the surface, despite how broken they were on the inside. It's what he thinks will happen in the coming weeks leading to the war. Until then, they drown and suffocate amidst rotten passion. Where the urge to get her to say his name stems from...it's not what he'd ask of her regularly. Usually, unless it was to skip straight to railing her against the wall or making her clutch the sheets every time he fucked her from behind, anything he demanded of her was self-indulgent. If it meant she could have his mana, he'd asked her to suck him down. Sometimes even consecutively whilst leaving her womb unfulfilled.
But something changes inside of Saber the second she calls his name. Like a spark that comes before flames igniting. For however much time they have left before the darkness roots itself deeper...he wants to remember. Let him feel what it's like to be human. Even if it hurts so fucking much all at the same time.
And this time, it's Sakura who commands him. Begs him. He's in the perfect position to indulge himself and get off using her massive breasts, but her words compel him to do more. Like using a Command Seal without even needing to. ]
Saku...ra...!
[ He grunts, shuffling down her body until he's kneeling upright between her still spread legs. Not in the mood to wait for her to strip her panties off, he reaches down to tug the crotch aside as his fingers drool with her pussy juices. With Sakura exposed to him, he uses that same hand to clutch the back of her soft, shapely thigh, all while gripping the base of his turgid shaft to line it up against her eager entrance. Rubbing the bulbous tip against her clit, he lets out a ragged sigh before teasing her one last time, rolling his hips forward as he slides his cock across her front.
A reminder of just how deep he could take her if he so wished to break her. And frankly, he just might as he lines up one more time... ]
Haa...!
[ His breath clips as her walls are stretched wide on his invasive girth, sliding into her tight passage and not stopping until he feels himself bottom out against her core. ]
[Can you really call him a 'knight in shining armor' when he can't save her? When he can't take her away from this so-called 'cage' of a home?
No, of course not.
She's lost the rights to having a savior, an ally of justice who could stand by her side.
All she had left... was a lewd body, a curse that could never truly be entirely sated, and her temporary Servant.
He calls out her name again.
She shouldn't feel so happy for such a simple thing. And yet, irregardless of that, she is. It doesn't matter if they're both tainted or not. She'll let her selfishness reign true for now. It's so much easier that way.
And while she knows that her body has been slowly shaped to be perfect for Cloud's cock, it still aches every time he goes in suddenly. But that suddenness isn't a bad thing, she thinks. Especially not when the sensation of her squeezing against him eagerly sends shudders down her spine. A silent way of telling him that he can keep going.
But it's not just that which is telling. Her voice lets out eager moans as her legs wrap around his waist to pull him in close, her cheeks a scarlet red as her hands curl around the fabric underneath her.]
[ 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.
[Whenever you became a vampire, Shizuru couldn't always predict how they'd turn out. A gentle cop could turn into a violent slaughter of justice. A boy could transform into a girl. A pure hearted girl could become an absolute slut. It all depended on their personality, inner desires and their circumstances. But as long as he could live freely as a vampire, Shizuru didn't care about the consequences that could come his way. He was the ruler of this territory. With how much blood he's sucked, Shizuru already felt invincible.
If any vampire hunters came along, he'd crush them with his fist. He had plenty of servants who'd fight for his cause too. Hearing the knocking on the door, Shizuru opens the door to greet his maid with a smile.]
Yo, Rin. Been waitin' for you to show up. [He moves away from the doorway to let her walk into his bedroom.] You're looking as lovely as usual. Didn't get into any trouble on the way here?
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.
[She pouts with a huff, almost as if she's silently declaring that there's no way that someone like her could possibly deal with any trouble. And even if she did, she could handle it herself without much issue.
It's fine.]
But you've been waiting for me? Was there something you wanted...?
O-okay. [She bunches handfuls of blanket at her sides, then tries to relax and grabs the pendulum, holding it in front of him.] I haven't really done this sort of thing before, but I'll try not to mess it up. Can you try and focus on this?
[ 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. ]
[Now for the fun part. He had plenty of servants, but Rin was one of his top favorites in his mind. If not, his personal favorite. It looked like that feisty part of her personality hasn't changed even after becoming a vampire. There was always something that Shizuru respected in most of his victims.]
Hmm... It's felt like a while since I've gotten some good sexual services from you. [Walking over to pull up a chair, Shizuru sits down.] How 'bout one of those fantastic blowjobs that you're great at doing? You always get so eager whenever you get into it.
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gacha me!
You want me to do what to you? Um, I mean, if you're sure I won't hurt you.
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If you want to go the latter route, we can do something involving him turning a school or neighborhood into vampires and how the character you have in mind is dealing with it! Either they're already transformed or they're the last human around trying to survive. I'm open to more ideas if you have them.]
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[As much as he can, anyway. Besides, what's the worst thing that could happen?]
Everyone says I'm too stiff, so this is apparently the solution they came up with.
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Did you have a preference for a character, by the way?]
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This isn't really the kind of thing I'm good at, but I'll try. Just... make you do things you'd be scared to normally, right?
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[ How the otherwise high and mighty Matou family have fallen. Yet despite everything, Zouken had his rotting grasp on every key to win the upcoming Heaven's Feel. What was once thought to be firm victory for the Matous became, in his decrepit eyes, an absolute. And it fell squarely into their laps when they discovered a rather unique survivor of the last war. Having thought that every Servant was consumed by the hungering Angra Mainyu when the Grail's contents were spilled, there was one survivor to be found.
A near listless, amnesiac of a puppet who could once lay claim to being the strongest Servant. Rather than be consumed like the rest however, he survived. When swallowed up by the void, he was spit back out with a physical body. Though his willpower was immeasurable, his mind did not return unscathed. Something that Zouken was eager to use to his advantage before it could be used against him. A Masterless spirit, yet it would be so easy to bind him to someone strong enough when they were ready. He could bind Cloud to himself and make him his next weapon for the future war.
But...
No. His participation was a last resort. And the Matous were graced with a new...shall they say, "family member" who was still going through her own form of training. By binding this extra Servant to Sakura, not only would she provide a significant boost in restoring the forgotten Saber to his former glory, but having a physical body of his own, meant his own mana reserves were equally sound. In life, Cloud's reserves were off the scales, and as the years passed them by and the young Sakura matured into a beautiful young woman, the two would have the unique ability to feed off one another. Like the impossible concept of a battery feeding into the other for limitless energy.
Only in Sakura's case, hers truly was bottomless.For all that everyone knew, in every day life, Cloud was just a foreigner who settled down in Fuyuki. Calm, distant yet diligent in his line of work. He stood out in a crowd. Much like how as far as everyone knew of Matou Sakura, she was a meek high schooler whose beauty was second to none.
Innocence...however, was just that. Surface deep. ]
You really went to school this wet...
[ Her breath runs hot against his ear, his ring and middle fingers thrusting into her thoroughly soaked, tight pussy- gripping them tight still.
A cruel trick... This must have been a curse of Zouken's doing. Something that would otherwise never be possible if he were an ordinary Servant. He sates the worms inside of her when her condition gets to a breaking point, while at the same time being given a generous amount of Mana in kind. It's all that they know behind closed doors, pleasing the head of the house while no one had the faintest idea what was really happening. This wasn't the first time they've had sex. Far from it, in fact. Yet the old man felt they needed some...help. She wasn't being satisfied frequently enough, and Cloud wasn't being a good Servant and offering it enough.
And so they would share in everything. Whenever the heat grew too much for Sakura to bear and she masturbated, the acerbic blond would find himself keeling over from the same type of pressure. Hiding himself away- despite having a physical body, Servants didn't necessarily need or crave it. They shouldn't crave it. But the harder she goes, the more he loses control of himself. It became problematic to the point that it finally comes to a head.
At least they're back in her bedroom now. She'd barely had enough time to make it through the front door before Cloud pressed himself against her, his hand between her legs and the scent of her driving him mad. ]
Haa... What the hell is he doing to us?
[ With one hand pumping between her legs, the wet noise of fucking her with his fingers filling the room, his other hand feels up her swelling breast through the fabric of her uniform. It wouldn't be the first time he ripped the buttons on it, and chances were he'd do it again. But it's taking all of his willpower not to become some mindless beast to her- what with how he feels like he's ripping out of his pants with how hard his cock was. ]
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[It's not fine. But if she says it plenty of times, enough times, then she can convince the both of them into it being true in spite of everything. She never really fought against it; she knew that she couldn't, in spite of the anger that was inside of her, tempting to spill over a bubbling pot that Zouken was trying to cook into perfection.
Or in this case -
Imperfection.
Her cheeks flush with a hot desire and heavy breaths as her fingers try to find a place to settle themselves, her legs already shaky as she tries to make her way further into the room even as she finds herself melting already into his touch. But if she gives in now, she knows she'll never make it to the bed. Cloud will just end up screwing her here; either sanding up, or straight onto the wooden floors of her bedroom.
And a part of her, as messed up as it was, thought that maybe that would be nice.
Ah, she's so ashamed of herself for even daring to think that she could have any sort of kindness... especially since when did she even deserve it?
She's the youngest child, after all.
That mattered back when she was Tohsaka Sakura, and that mattered now that she's Matou Sakura.
She's dirty, so...]
Don't worry, Saber.
[They're both covered in proverbial mud. And she can't help but feel sorry for her own Servant, who didn't deserve any of this. How he was forced to screw a disgusting girl like her, how he was forced to satisfy her desires when he shouldn't have had to.
She smiles.]
It doesn't matter. [She continues to lie, both to him and herself.] Just keep going. Please.
[It's a plead, trying to tell him to stop thinking. To just do. She can't fight it, and she's certain that he can't fight it for much longer, either. After all, her cruel arousal echoes within him and the feedback looping between the two of them.]
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If he wasn't stopped, that boy's neck would have been twisted backwards what feels like a hundred times over. From empty to...furious. Fury? Where did this come from?
Zouken had instilled in him that he was just a puppet. That these feelings weren't his own. Yet... why? Why did seeing Sakura smile make his heart sink instead of soar? She's so beautiful to him. They're steeped in mud and grotesque to their core on the inside, yet she's still so beautiful to him. Somewhere on the edges of his mind, he's reminded of someone... Not knowing how to handle the conflicting emotion, he defaults back to anger. Desire. Hate. He can't channel this indescribable, silent hatred of Zouken and the inability to heal Sakura.
So he channels it in the only way he knows how. ]
Sakura...
[ By pumping her full of that cum-rich mana her body seemed endlessly starved for. He may be rough, but he grants her a kindness in that he would never raise a hand to her. Cloud's hands aren't tender at all as the feedback looping between them feels maddening. Her body responds to him, and it causes him to throb harder than before, swelling to a fuller size to the point that it hurts. She's practically thrown onto the bed, her scent acting as a pheromone, or a moth to a flame. She wouldn't need to wait long to feel the weight of him on top of her as he straddles her stomach.
She can do whatever she likes with her hands. He doesn't care. Not yet anyways. His hands move to her uniform top, mentally stowing away the fact he'd have to sew it up and fix it after. Buttons pop as he pulls open her jacket, leaving her full, large breasts puffing against her white top. This...wasn't so easy to fix. And perhaps self-indulgently, he treats himself to the show that would come if he'd unbuttoned the shirt underneath. ]
Let me see.
[ A terse command, one that he won't wait for her to carry out as he tugs on the ribbon around her collar, loosening it before his hands move to work on her white shirt. What a lewd body... Button by button, he effortlessly, quickly begins to undo the middle ones of her uniform until her full breasts are exposed beneath the white bra, the tops of her tits swelling pleasantly for his eyes. ]
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Sakura.
Is it so selfish for her to want to hear him call her that some more? To hear the desire that tinges his voice like that? A part of her doesn't want to have hope. Because if she has even the slightest of that, she'll lose it all.
What do you mean, 'lose it all', her mind tells her, almost mockingly. You've had nothing left to lose.
It doesn't matter how rough he decides to be. She'll take all of him on. After all, that's how her body was molded for, wasn't it? There was not a single shred of purity or innocence left in the girl called Sakura.
Now that her body lies on the bed, she makes herself comfortable. Or at least, as comfortable as one could get, given her aches and how the situation was slowly driving her mad for lust. It doesn't help that her gaze seems to flit towards between his legs, noticing how hard he is.
Even if a part of her says she shouldn't, her body betrays those thoughts.
She's so weak... and easily succumbs to the need. It's greedy. She knows this.
Which is why her mouth moves and speaks the single, traitorous word.]
...Okay.
[He can see all of her.
Just as he's done plenty of times before. She doesn't do anything with her hands yet, allowing herself to play the role that she's done plenty of times before. To be submissive, to just let things happen to her rather than do something that she might regret.
It's just easier that way, you know?
So, even as her breasts are revealed for him to see, her bra almost popping open by how large they were -
Some would even ask if they would still grow, given how young she was. And to be honest, she didn't know. But she wouldn't be surprised in the slightest bit if they did. Boys liked them big after all, didn't they?
If that could make them desire her more...]
Look at me all you want.
[Look only at me, she doesn't add, as she even spreads her legs out for him as she even lifts her skirt to show him exactly how wet she is. How her underwear is already soaked through.]
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If he had any power of his own to disobey before he was broken in, he would have taken Sakura far away from here. Back to her real family. Give her to the people that care about her before his existence was reduced to ether. And somewhere in the furthest recesses of the back of his mind, perhaps he still can do that. ]
I'll do more than that.
[ Until some miracle shines upon them though... No. None of that was real. Not even the dreams he's seen couldn't be made to come true. They live in a nightmare, and pleasure's the only fleeting escape for either one of them. He'll drown in this guilt and drag Sakura with him. That way she won't have to be alone. In his waking life before becoming a Servant, if somebody twisted his arm and told him to pick what he liked the most about a woman...
He's currently playing with them. His fingers sink into her breasts, squeezing assertively to spark more noises out of his Master. His cock swells in his pants, staring her right in the face even as she lifts her skirt. He'd felt it earlier, but she was already this wet and eager for him. And playing with her tits only garnered a heavy sigh as watches her shuffle beneath his touch. He could get off her stomach now, slide back down and get between her legs and drive her up the wall. He could also get her to get him out of his pants, until his heavy, impressive cock was resting on top of her tits.
Would she suck him, he wondered? As long as she got his Mana and sated her crestworms, it didn't matter how she got it. As he squeezes and fondles her breasts through her bra, pressing the large mounds together, he stares down at her with lust-laden eyes. ]
Undo my pants.
[ He wants her to see just how wet, glistening and swollen he was for her too. To touch it and do with it as she sees fit in kind. Cloud usually wasn't so commanding in bed, but as their pleasure continues spiking, the compulsion to obey and order grows with it.
What the hell have you done with them, Zouken? ]
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Then again, it wasn't as if she knew - much less deserved it, in her mind. All she was to them was a tool to be used, to be fucked until she was no longer useful.
Even if Cloud wanted to, she didn't have any real family anymore. No, that's wrong... rather, whatever was left of her real family probably wouldn't even take her. He probably knew who the last member of her living family was, by sharing some of those memories in heir dreams; one of the few, brief times when things wouldn't have to get so explicit.
Tohsaka Rin.
Her older, beautiful, most talented sister.
Someone who she wished so deeply would save her from this never ending hell. And if not her, there was one other who cared about her enough that she so desired to rescue her like a princess -
But she didn't want him to get involved and hurt in the process. So she tells that person nothing. She keeps this side of her hidden, makes excuses at how she desperately needs to be home today, that she apologizes for being unable to visit that warm home... the clear opposite of the coldness that this mansion brought her.
It's what she deserves, isn't it?
But at the very least, she isn't alone. Ah, what a cruel thought, to be happy that someone would suffer with her. That someone could possibly get so close to understanding her, even if she didn't love him.
All this was, after all, was purely physical. Just a distraction from the bigger picture.
And she knows... at the end of the War, it won't last. He won't last. She can't make him stay. She can't use the grail to even force him to stay, because that's not what Zouken wants. That's not the wish that is allowed to be granted at the end of the day.
But all those thoughts are pushed aside as he squeezes her breasts, moans escaping her lips. The feeling is nice, but it's not enough.]
Yes.
[The command runs shudders down her spine, because she knows that she can't say 'no' to begin with; that was always an impossibility, given how she could feel the compulsion to do whatever her Servant asks without question.
Because she knows that's the kind of girl they want to mold her into, wasn't it?
She's basically a doll for their screwed up desires, not a human.
So, she does what she knows best. To follow through as she shifts to undo his pants and tug them down to reveal what he has underneath. If he asked her for anything more - she'd do it.]
Please feel free to have your way with me, Saber.
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Until the curtain was drawn back on the Fifth Heaven's Feel, this was all they would be subjected to. No matter how many times he stained this beautiful body, inside and out, it's all to quell the hunger of her curse. Without blood, or immense mana, her life was in a constant flux of staving off what's literally eating at her from the inside and getting fucked senseless to manage another day of 'normalcy' on the surface. Cloud can't let that happen. He won't let that happen.
But...that's not the only reason he indulges so thoroughly, is it? After all, it's not like he's all benevolent anymore. His heart might as well be black after all the corruption to his spiritual core. Because would he really be doing any of this if he didn't take some kind of guilt and pleasure in using her lewd body? ]
Then...
[ With a hot sigh as she tugs down his pants, Sakura's presented with a massive bulge to his briefs. A matter that Cloud takes into his own hands by pulling the waistband down with a harder pull. His cock springs free, already glistening wet at the tip after sharing in the stimulation she put herself through earlier. ]
Say it. [ Fucking hell, he's bordering on mindless at this point. He half forgets where he is as the broad underside of his cock sits atop her cleavage, tip dripping precum just beneath her chin as he watches her reaction. ] My name, Sakura.
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[She's quiet for a good long moment, her violet gaze completely transfixed on his entire body, knowing what would come next. There's a sense of relief when he tugs at the waistband to rid of the last article of clothing that covered her Servant's arousal.
It didn't matter if they were both bad...
Because she knew.
She was all too aware that she was a very bad girl.
That's why this is her punishment. There's another quiet nod of her head, as she speaks the words he wants from her.]
Okay...
[Say his name, her mind thinks, almost out of it to even recall that much, unbothered by how his precum seems to already be dripping onto her skin. Because to a body like hers, she can't help but find a dark pleasure in even that. Because in a way, isn't it her fault that he's like that?]
... Cloud.
[There. She's said it.
In a way she hopes satisfies him. In a way that she almost begs is enough, and if it isn't, he can keep going. Order her more. Let her become entirely his in body, mind and soul. Make it so that she becomes addicted.
Not that she wasn't already, but she needed one more push, before she could envelop herself in the dark shadow that sleeps deep inside of her, wanting to come out.]
Don't make me wait any longer...
[Let me become your exclusive fuck toy.
Because that is what she is, isn't she? And nothing more than that.]
lmk if you want me to change anything!
And perhaps, she'd never recall ever again. Nevertheless, Rin was called for what could only be described as 'the usual' - already dressed up in what could only be described as utterly fiting.
She knocks on the door where her master is, polite as always, but not saying a single word.]
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But something changes inside of Saber the second she calls his name. Like a spark that comes before flames igniting. For however much time they have left before the darkness roots itself deeper...he wants to remember. Let him feel what it's like to be human. Even if it hurts so fucking much all at the same time.
And this time, it's Sakura who commands him. Begs him. He's in the perfect position to indulge himself and get off using her massive breasts, but her words compel him to do more. Like using a Command Seal without even needing to. ]
Saku...ra...!
[ He grunts, shuffling down her body until he's kneeling upright between her still spread legs. Not in the mood to wait for her to strip her panties off, he reaches down to tug the crotch aside as his fingers drool with her pussy juices. With Sakura exposed to him, he uses that same hand to clutch the back of her soft, shapely thigh, all while gripping the base of his turgid shaft to line it up against her eager entrance. Rubbing the bulbous tip against her clit, he lets out a ragged sigh before teasing her one last time, rolling his hips forward as he slides his cock across her front.
A reminder of just how deep he could take her if he so wished to break her. And frankly, he just might as he lines up one more time... ]
Haa...!
[ His breath clips as her walls are stretched wide on his invasive girth, sliding into her tight passage and not stopping until he feels himself bottom out against her core. ]
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No, of course not.
She's lost the rights to having a savior, an ally of justice who could stand by her side.
All she had left... was a lewd body, a curse that could never truly be entirely sated, and her temporary Servant.
He calls out her name again.
She shouldn't feel so happy for such a simple thing. And yet, irregardless of that, she is. It doesn't matter if they're both tainted or not. She'll let her selfishness reign true for now. It's so much easier that way.
And while she knows that her body has been slowly shaped to be perfect for Cloud's cock, it still aches every time he goes in suddenly. But that suddenness isn't a bad thing, she thinks. Especially not when the sensation of her squeezing against him eagerly sends shudders down her spine. A silent way of telling him that he can keep going.
But it's not just that which is telling. Her voice lets out eager moans as her legs wrap around his waist to pull him in close, her cheeks a scarlet red as her hands curl around the fabric underneath her.]
More... please, just break me...!!
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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. ]
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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.
looks good to me!
If any vampire hunters came along, he'd crush them with his fist. He had plenty of servants who'd fight for his cause too. Hearing the knocking on the door, Shizuru opens the door to greet his maid with a smile.]
Yo, Rin. Been waitin' for you to show up. [He moves away from the doorway to let her walk into his bedroom.] You're looking as lovely as usual. Didn't get into any trouble on the way here?
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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Ah, yeah - that's right. It can be as ridiculous or as serious as you'd like.
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[She pouts with a huff, almost as if she's silently declaring that there's no way that someone like her could possibly deal with any trouble. And even if she did, she could handle it herself without much issue.
It's fine.]
But you've been waiting for me? Was there something you wanted...?
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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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[Shirou nods calmly as his gaze focuses on the pendulum, eyeing it rather carefully and making absolutely certain to keep his focus on the object.]
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Okay. Um, while you're focusing, can you tell me more about what your friends said about you? Why they think you're too stiff.
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Hmm... It's felt like a while since I've gotten some good sexual services from you. [Walking over to pull up a chair, Shizuru sits down.] How 'bout one of those fantastic blowjobs that you're great at doing? You always get so eager whenever you get into it.
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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.]