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“Ah~! Ah~! Ah~!”
“Harder~! Harder~! Harder~!”
Now, this could be easily misinterpreted, but it wasn’t exactly what you are thinking about.
At least, it isn’t but in the case you were thinking about two young adults who were looking at porn with a perfectly mirrored blind gazes, no other reaction evident from them.
Now, one could question the reason for which they would do it.
It wasn’t exactly normal couple bonding, after all.
Was this a dare?
Maybe it was just an unknown fetish?
Or maybe-
“Didn’t we already do that? Several times?” asked the red-haired man to the black-haired woman, sat on his lap, his tone blank, while his eyes were analysing the adult film continuing in front of them.
“Yep.” Was the curt answer given.
“So, should I change it?” Shirou, the young man, questioned, already preparing to move his girlfriend Rin from his lap, so that he could finally change that boring film.
Because it was always the same.
Stupid reason to get together-blowjob-sex (either cowgirl or missionary)-rinse and repeat ad nauseam.
Only the actors changed but Shirou, being Shirou, didn’t care about anyone but Rin, and Rin, well…
Shirou surely was extremely more handsome than a few failed male models.
And skilled, by how much the… actresses were faking.
Definitely more skilled.
Maybe she was biased, but she really didn’t care.
Point was, it was all the same, and it didn’t help their particular… problem.
She sighed and, leaning closer to the comfortable heat of her personal heater, she answered:
“No, there are no more here, unfortunately.”
“Oh, and so what is this?”
Rin turned towards him with a snap, and in his hand there was that.
He was reading the back of that, looking slightly curious at that, while the title of that was shown.
A master’s command.
She already remember the words she gave to her.
“I have caught words that you were piling up quite a collection, so here it is, Tohsaka.”
... Damnit Luvia.
And yes, she was pretty much against watching it, even if she had previously accepted a gift from her and they have had her as a guest.
But what if what was inside that film was completely indecent, without any moral nor semblance of normalcy?!
…
…
…
“Shirou, put it inside.” She declared surely, her eyes having flames inside, making space so he could get up from the small couch.
“Uh… ok. Strange title, and stranger cover images, but after all the others, this could be interesting.”
And so, Shirou put the disk inside his old DVD player, and the film started.
…
…
…
Let it be said, it was interesting.
Later
“Remember Shi-Servant, if something is hurting, or you feel anything problematic, or-“
“I will yell ‘Raspberry’, yes. We already went over it five times and I trust you, Ri-Master, don’t worry.”
“…I just want for you to be safe, okay?”
“We fought against literal heroes, R-Master. I think that some fluffy handcuffs that I traced aren’t that bad.”
This time the situation was exactly how it sounded like. Meaning that a boxer clad young man, bound both on the wrists and heels with pink fluffy manacles.
Rin’s request that he readily accepted.
They were a bit uncomfortable, while at the same time feeling right.
And his girlfriend was shifting from naked foot to naked foot, eyes darting around, while she was scratching her left arm, her breathing faster than normal.
And he knew all that just by hearing.
Reinforced hearing, but still hearing.
Shirou exhaled, the binding clinging slightly, and, not moving his head, he spoke calmly: “Rin, I want to try this. You want to try it and I trust you. So do what you want with me.”
Rin looked up sharply, then inhale, then exhale.
“Al-alright.”
Shirou grunted when his girlfriend’s weight settled on his torso, making for an interesting sensation overall, while Rin covered the light above him.
Then even the light the disappeared when she sat on his face, and sounds became muffled, and heat was everywhere around, along the feeling of fabric and slightly wetness above his nose.
Definitely an interesting feeling.
......
This is exhilarating!
Shirou was clenching his hands, his face was flustered, and he was breathing heavily!
Above all, she could see that he was feeling good.
But then, when she started to feel his tongue, she had to get back into the roles they had chosen.
It wouldn’t do to go halfway, after all.
“Shirou, Shirou, Shirou. Who said that you could lick without permission?”
Shirou stopped immediately, his arms tensing, breath warm against her pussy.
She almost trembled while saying this, and her smile was practically an electrical central, and she was blushing and-and-and.
Oh, how good it felt to have this kind control!
“Now, now, this e-eagerness is good, but what do you have to do before doing anything to your M-mistress?”
Her hearth was going bum-bum-bum, but her own training was enough to get in character flawlessly.
Then Shirou, scrunching his face, spoke:
“Mistress, could I please lick your vagina?”
This almost made her squeal aloud, but it wouldn’t do, so she had to be happy with biting hand and blushing.
“G-good, my servant,” Damn, she stuttered this time!: “Now” she moved her wet panties: “You m-may begin.”
This time she had to bite her hand because he started in earnest, almost like an animal.
Oh, idea!
“Oh, so you are not a servant, but a d-dog?” Rin said, and started scratching Shirou’s hair: “Good job Fido! Make me cum!”
The assault became more and more focused, and this time she couldn’t- couldn’t:
“Aaaaah!”
‘Holy shit, did I squirt?!’
Shit, Shirou!
“Mistress… next time you could warn me.” Came the dry voice below her, that made her chuckle.
She first inspected his wrists, making sure they weren’t hurt, and immediately kissed his wet lips.
And her left hand went over his boxer.
“N-now” she whispered in his hear, and smiled at seeing him tremble slightly: “H-how could I repay you, my d-dear servant?”
.....
That hand.
That hand that he could feel, and the warm breath, and his own hearth, and his own cock that was straining under that damned boxer.
But, above all, that hand.
It was gliding, rubbing, touching, and it was maddening.
“Now, how should I repay you,” Rin said, sure of herself: “My dear servant?”
He grunted when that hand went over his dick.
“Oh, you don’t want to speak?”
He groaned when that hand grazed through the boxers.
“I couldn’t hear you, Shi-rou-kun!”
She grabbed through the fabric, and this time he moaned.
He would say silently, but Rin would just smirk after the fact and nothing else.
“Oh what a good sound! Please do it again!”
He felt suddenly colder on the pubic zone, then he felt the hand, and then he started moaned silently again.
He also felt good when she started pumping, ever so slowly, teasing.
“What good little cries you do! Come on, more, more!”
The wood of the bed groaned slightly due to how he was moving, and he groaned as well when she started to move more and more.
Then she bit his hear.
“Ooooh!”
He almost came then and there, and so his Master decided to step up:
“Come on, resist to the countdown, Shirou-kun! Ten!”
He could feel the rushing at the base of his cock.
“Nine!”
She was nibbling his ear.
“Eight!”
And pinching his nipple, which felt shamefully good.
“Seven!”
The breath near his ear, the warmth of the body against his.
“Six!”
He wanted to cum so badly.
“Five!”
So, so badly.
“Four!”
But the want to reach a goal that Rin had given, and how good it would feel…
“Three!”
The sensation it was bringing…
“Two!”
It was overwhelming! And he would resist a bit more!
“One!”
For his Master!
“Zero!”
At the same moment, his Master bit his hear, and he moaned openly and loudly.
He felt the flooding, and the tightening, and the sound of semen landing on sheets, and its warmth on his chest and stomach.
Then he felt the wetness, and the warmth and sponginess, along with the texture and the strawberry shampoo.
“It’s always so delicious, Shi-rou-kun. Good job!”
He felt slightly proud at that.
“Now, let’s go to the main course…”
And so, his master opened a drawer.
Then another one.
Then another one.
He could hear her becoming a bit more frantic as she searched for the condoms, which she wanted to buy on her way back from the Clocktower, and a thought came to his mind, while a laugh was bubbling.
His girlfriend truly was incredible.
Come on where are they, where are they!
After making sure to control that her ser-boyfriend hadn’t hurt himself due to the manacles, she was truly ready for some more action.
But she couldn’t find those blasted condoms!
And she could feel that her servant was amused, she could practically feel the waves radiating from his smirk, that was oh-so submissive before!
“Oi Master” he spoke, starting to smile slightly, while dread started bubbling up inside her: “Did you remember to go buy them as you said you would do?”
What insolence!
She flicked slightly the member, which made him groan (and what a beautiful sound it was), and then rebutted: “Oh, the servant want to talk of his master? Truly, the times have become worse and worse!”
He chuckled (chuckled!) and then, his smirk becoming more prominent, gave this phrase: “There are some inside the cabinet of the bathroom, just in case of emergency. I know how you are, so they are there.”
She normally would have wanted to strangle him, but right now she wanted to ride him.
And so she took off, took the condoms, and took the member in her hand again.
And that night would have been a long one indeed.