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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fire_Emblem_Series, Fire_Emblem:_If_|_Fire_Emblem:_Fates
  Relationship:
      Male_Kanna/Orochi, My_Unit_|_Avatar/Nishiki_|_Kaden
  Character:
      Male_Kanna, Kanna_(Fire_Emblem), Orochi_(Fire_Emblem)
  Additional Tags:
      BDSM, Gags, Collars, Femdom, Shota, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs, Whipping,
      Orgasm_Delay, Orgasm_Denial, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, Pegging, Strap-Ons,
      Wall_Sex, Anal, Anal_Sex, Technically_beastiality_because_Kana_is_a
      kitsune, but_eh, Hands-free_ejaculation, hello_darkness_my_old_friend,
      ive_come_to_talk_with_you_again, srsly, im_going_to_hell_for_this_fucking
      shit, FML, WHAT_HAVE_I_DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE, Hoshido_|_Birthright
      Route
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_Heroine_of_Cheve
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-02 Words: 3147
****** Never Too Young ******
by BoydTheReaver
Summary
     Orochi wants to fuck a cute little boy’s brains out, and Kana wants
     to be that cute little boy. The only complicated aspect to their
     relationship is preventing Brynn and Kaden from finding out.
Notes
     First off, I want to get the obvious out of the way: I love Kana-bean
     with all my heart and love him so much my fucking heart aches
     But so help me, no bby of mine doesn’t like cock, whether it’s real
     meat or from a plastic strap-on
     Anyway, here’s what our Hoshidan Heroine Brynn looks like:
     Appearance of Brynn:
     Link: https://serenesforest.net/app/kamui/
     Build: Female 2
     Face: 1
     Hair: 1
     Hair Color: 24
     Hair Clip: 5
     Facial Feature: 7
     Voice: Stephanie Lemlin
     Enjoy this smutty shitshow now, mmkay?
See the end of the work for more notes
Kana supposes he’ll never get used the anxiety of quietly leaving his bunk and
sneaking out onto Castle Kasugayama’s roads. He knew far, far too well of what
would happen if his Mama and Papa found out he was doing this: best case
scenario, he would be grounded for a month, and that’s only if he gets off
lucky.
But the rewards outweighed the risks for the auburn-haired little boy. And it
wasn’t like he was careless; he spent a good chunk of his time carefully
watching Brynn and Kaden’s Private Quarters until the lights flickered out, and
his sense as a Kitsune helped a lot. Now that his caretakers were fast asleep,
he began moving towards his destination: Orochi’s room.
Now one could ask exactly why Kana was heading to Orochi’s room in the first
place. To an innocent pair of eyes, it could be as if Kana was going to the
fortune teller for advice. The reality was far, far lewder and socially-
inappropriate than once would consider initially, and that was an
understatement.
Clad in his signature red-and-white Nine-Tails outfit and bandana like his
father, Kana carefully maneuvered through the hallways, eventually finding
himself at the Onmyoji’s doorstep. With a shaky hand, he gently knocked on the
door, his cheeks lit up in mild embarrassment.
“U-Um, Orochi? C-Can I come in?”
The young foxboy fidgeted nervously for a moment, until he heard an eerily-
arousing laugh from the other side of the door. His premature bulge hardened a
bit underneath his pants and his white tail began twitching slightly, both only
making him blush an even deeper shade of red.
“Oh, is that you Kana-kins?” Orochi giggled in a teasing tone. “If you’re ready
to begin for the night, just come right on in! I’ve been expecting you, you
know…”
One admittedly sexy laugh later, the door creaked wide open. With his cheeks
ablaze and an uncomfortable, tiny bulge in his pants, Kana nervously walked in,
rubbing his tiny thighs together in the process.
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Kana was extremely embarrassed to admit, but he was always enticed by the
feeling of pain and leather. He knew his Mama would kill him if she found out
that he was doing this with Orochi, but the feeling of nylon rope stretching
and rubbing against your skin while silenced with a red, rubber ballgag with a
black, leather harness was incomparable. The only thing that beat that was the
pain and pleasure that usually followed.
If one hadn’t figured out at this point, Kana and Orochi had an extremely lewd
sex life. How Kana became so enticed with bondage might as well be a mystery
for the ages; it would probably be from the numerous X-rated novels Kana bought
behind Brynn’s back. As time went on, and 10-year old Kana went through the
first stages of puberty, the idea of being dominated by a beautiful woman
became more and more tempting.
Thankfully, Orochi had the exact same interests Kana had: only instead of
longing to be a submissive little boy dominated by a beautiful young woman,
Orochi wanted to be the beautiful young woman dominating the submissive little
boy. What would soon (and rather inexplicably enough) follow would be a
mutually beneficial relationship between the royal Diviner and the hybrid Nine-
Tails. The only catch was trying to prevent Kana’s parents from finding out,
yet truthfully, that was the only complicated aspect to their relationship.
Now how he got here was another story. Then again, he can’t really think
straight in his current position.
Kana was completely stripped naked from head to toe: his hands were tied to the
wall while his legs and ankles were spread apart with a metallic spreader bar,
hoisting his bottom and fluffy, white tail upwards. To add to the young
foxboy’s predicament, his mouth was silenced with a ballgag harness with black
leather straps and a red wiffle ball, and as if to accentuate Orochi’s
ownership of the young boy, a black leather collar was locked onto his neck.
But really, he can’t feel all of that now. The only thing he can feel is the
burning, almost stinging feeling of his hard, tiny cock drooping between his
legs. The immature, three-inch pud dangled hopelessly, and despite Kana’s
attempts to stroke it with his thighs, it proved fruitless, only further adding
to his sexual frustration.
The very feeling of Kana’s penis pulsating with arousal was almost enough to
drive the little boy mad. Whimpering aloud and crying a bit, Kana tried
struggling against his position, which availed to little more than wiggling his
small ass around. He was very, very desperate for any form of foreign
probation, and he couldn’t stand not being touched a moment longer.
After what seemed like an eternity in waiting, Kana heard high heels clack on
the floor, the sound growing louder with each step. Unable to keep his sexual
frustration down any longer, Kana let loose a loud, almost-girlish whimper, his
tiny penis throbbing as she struggled against the bonds.
Finally, the door opened.
“Oh… how’s my adorable, little slave doing? Ahahaha!”
Orochi’s signature laugh only further hardened Kana, possibly even more so now
that he has a good look at what Orochi was wearing – or the lack, thereof.
The mischievous diviner was clothed in nothing but a black, breastless corset
with garter straps going down to her stockings, alongside black, silky elbow
gloves of the same material. Orochi’s exposed chest bounced with every step in
her high heels, and her genital was in full view for all to see. Her very
appearance was enough to have a shudder of arousal trail up and down Kana’s
spine, and here he was, completely and totally helpless before his Mistress.
Orochi’s gloved finger found her way onto her lips, her arms crossed under her
breasts. Giggling to herself upon seeing Kana’s arousal, she licked her lips
and began slowly sauntering into the hybrid Nine-Tails’ direction.
“You’ve been good while your Mistress was away, slave?” Orochi spoke in a
hushed tone, clearly taking in even the smallest of Kana’s straining against
the bonds. “I hope you have; I don’t want to have to leave you like this for an
hour, do I…?”
Kana loudly whimpered into the gag, his struggle against the restraints
amounting to little more than his ass wiggling around. He could feel waterworks
build up in his eyes, not out of fear, but genuine suffering from his pent-up
arousal. The only one who could feasibly release the hot feeling from his penis
was the woman who was very-much intending to draw him out for a long as
possible.
After a terse silence, Orochi’s right hand met Kana’s left asscheek. Almost
instinctively, Kana yelped and wrangled at his wall-bound restraints, his tail
twitching as he sobbed softly. Immediately following her momentum, the dominant
Onmyoji’s hands grappled Kana’s cheeks, her lower body leaning over Kana’s
still-upright behind.
“Now… I wonder where I should start…” Orochi pondered, clearly taking in Kana’s
tears of arousal. “Maybe I could start by milking that cute, little cock of
yours, hmmm…?”
Indeed, immature and small as it may be, Kana’s penis was hard and throbbing,
already having pre-come dripping out slightly. Kana’s cheeks were flushed with
arousal, his tears barely constrained to his eyelids and drool dribbling out of
the wiffle ball. This was the overall physique of a young boy begging to be
fucked, and as it stood, Orochi would very much grant her slave such leisure.
“Awwww, and look at it! It’s already swollen!” Orochi laughed aloud as she
finally let go of Kana’s cheeks and lowered herself down to the hybrid Nine-
Tails’ throbbing member. Pre-come was indeed dripping from the tip, and all
that from one slap to the behind? Kana-kins was really a slut at heart, or so
Orochi thought to herself.
Putting aside her inner monologue, Orochi’s hand cupped around Kana’s tiny
balls, and she squeezed gently. Orochi’s velvety touch was already enough to
drive shivers up the little boy’s spine, but having his precious jewels
squeezed made him loudly whimper, his voice going up a few octaves. His
whimpers quickly became replaced with moans of almost-girlish pleasure as the
Onmyoji began fonding with the testicles, squeezing and pulling a little with
each motion of her thumbs.
Kana’s breathing quickened as Orochi fondled his ballsack harder and harder.
Each squeeze and slight pull was enough to make the little boy moan loudly, so
one can only imagine his shock when he began feeling Orochi’s hot breath on his
foreskin. The very feeling was enough to make the young foxboy whimper loudly.
“Mmmmm… just look at that nice, juicy cock…” Orochi breathily whispered,
licking her lips all the while. “Not the size I was hoping for, but… heehee.
It’ll do…”
With her left hand leaving Kana’s balls, the thumb and index finger curled
around the hybrid Nine-Tails’ length, enjoying the terse, muffled whining from
the little boy. After what seemed like an eternity, Orochi’s tongue began
rolling up the length all the way unto the top, with an almost torturously slow
pace to accompany it.
Kana’s whimpers and moans evolved into full-blown cries and shouts, his lower
body twitching instinctively at the sudden invasion. Hormones and testosterone
raised up the almost-girlish little boy’s body up and down, his breath
quickening as the tongue made its home on his penis. Twitching, convulsing, and
filled to the brim with aroused tears, Kana’s eyes rolled to the back of his
head as he let loose a loud moan of mind-blown arousal.
Suddenly, he feels something build up in his length as Orochi’s tongue
continues to tease his cock. His breath quickened, his hormones go into an
overdrive whose feeling is inexplicable and incomparable. He feels ready to
release all his hormones and feelings in a matter of moments, and…!
…nothing. Almost as if the Onmyoji sensed Kana’s incoming orgasm, everything
left the little boy as if it was never there. Almost driven mad by Orochi’s
hands and tongue leaving his penis, Kana sobbed loudly, his voice cracking a
little as tears rolled down his tiny cheeks.
“Oh, come now Kana.” Orochi gave another swat to the little boy’s behind,
eliciting another cry from him. “Who said I was going to let you come that
easily…? Heehee…”
“N-Nhhhgh…!” Kana wailed loudly, the stinging sensation from his penis growing
worse and worse. He wrangled at the bonds haplessly, as if trying to get
somebody to arouse him some more. He almost didn’t see the Onmyoji leave his
sight, and when she came back, she came with something that made the little
boy’s eyes go wide.
It was a leather riding crop. And it was in Orochi’s hands.
“In fact…” The purple-haired mistress giggled deviously, flicking the tip of
the crop slightly. “I think I may have to punish you for think that.”
Kana shuddered instinctively upon seeing the riding crop, the shivers of
anticipation growing worse as soon as he heard Orochi’s high heels move
elsewhere. It’s not at all as if he didn’t like the feeling of the riding crop;
in fact, it was one of the most pleasurable things the little boy could feel
whenever doing a session with her. It’s probably how he always felt anxious
about the inevitable sting that usually followed, but he had to remind himself
that that’s what constantly brings him back to Orochi’s room every night.
At least that’s what he was trying to reason with, being horny and aroused
enough to cloud his mind and all.
Suddenly, Kana felt a sting of pain lace across his behind, triggering a cry
from the prepubescent foxboy. Orochi’s riding crop hit its mark, and surely
enough, the dominant older woman continued her pace across Kana’s bottom,
backside, and everywhere in between.
Every slap of the leather triggered a familiar sting of pain that ran up and
down Kana’s spine. His breath quickened and tears again formed in the corner of
his eyes, the semi-rapid pace of welts eliciting a short scream, one after
another. But as the pain continued to make its home on Kana’s naked flesh,
arousal and hormones built up within the little boy, and before long, he made
soft, mewling whimpers of pleasure, already feeling the throbbing sensation of
his penis build up more and more.
Amused with Kana’s desperation, Orochi wryly chuckled to herself. “You must
really like it when I punish you, don’t you? Well no worries, there’s
definitely more to come…”
As the Onmyoji’s riding crop continued lacing across Kana’s nubile body, so did
Kana’s arousal and hormonal lust began taking control of his senses. His
nipples became rock hard, his tiny cock throbbing and already dripping filth
from the tip. And when the riding crop finally made its home on Kana’s genital
– the very place the little boy was denied treatment from for so long – his
eyes shot wide and he released a short scream, mixed with pain and pleasure.
After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, Orochi’s riding crop finally
left the little boy. Taking a few steps back, she got to see the result of her
work: a completely and totally wasted little Nine-Tails boy.
Kana’s eyes were rolled up to his head as drool continued to pulsate out of his
curled, gagged lips. Sweat and tears drenched his face, and his tiny cock was
red and throbbing wildly from all the punishment it received all night long,
already dripping unspeakable liquids from the tip. Welts of red made home
everywhere, from his thighs, to his small, abused ass, to his backside, to even
his chest and wildly-twitching tail: there was no place Orochi’s riding crop
hasn’t reached so far, obviously barring Kana’s face.
Orochi giggled sultrily at seeing her work. There was something special about
totally controlling somebody as young and pure as Kana. Seeing the little boy
so completely dominated filled her with an arousal she hasn’t felt in a long
time, and it showed: her entrance was dripping slightly with fluids, the desire
to probe herself becoming stronger and stronger with each passing moment.
But the fortune teller had to remind herself to save her arousal for the
finale; the moment the previous thirty-to-forty minutes has led up to. Orochi
waltzed over to a nearby chest by the wall which Kana was bound by, and opened
in up to acquire something she wished to use all night long. Almost as if
prideful for her possession of such an item, she giggled loudly and showed the
two items in front of her Nine-Tails slave’s face.
“Remember this, Kana?”
The little foxboy’s eyes widen upon seeing the two items Orochi held in her
hands: a six-inch rubber strap-on with fake testicles and a nub meant to
pleasure the female, and a jar of lubricant. Kana shuddered to himself upon
realizing just what both items were meant for, but he knew that what would
follow would be the best sensation of the night.
“Oh, I am definitely going to have fun with this…” Orochi giggled softly,
already securing the fake, rubber shaft on her pelvis, shuddering a little in
delighted pleasure upon feeling the nub enter her vagina. One vigorous
application of lubricant later, Orochi positioned herself behind the little
boy, one hand on his left asscheek with the other hand gripping onto his tail.
“Remember one thing, though...” Orochi huskily whispered, her mere voice
sending shudders of arousal up and down the abused foxboy’s spine. “You’re my
plaything, and whenever I want, I can do this to you. It’d do you well to
remember that, little boy...”
Without any further words, Orochi slid the six-inch, lubricated rubber shaft
inside Kana.
Immediately upon feeling the foreign probation go past his anus and into his
bowels, Kana’s breath quickened as he felt Orochi’s fake penis slide inside of
him. Upon finally hitting his perineum, the little boy loudly moaned,
completely took over by the feeling of his Mistress inside him.
Orochi was heavily enjoying it to, both on a physical and mental level: the nub
went a little deeper inside her with each gentle push, triggering another soft
moan from the older woman. Hearing Kana so aroused, so abused and broken was
immensely satisfying to boot, the very knowledge that the little foxboy
belonged to her serving as a triumph for Orochi.
“Does it feel good, little bitch?” Orochi breathed heavily, feeling estrogen
and arousal overtake her. “Must be good to be treated like a girl, huh?”
As if complying to her increased arousal, Orochi’s shaft began picking up the
pace within Kana. The little boy’s voice went up several octaves, evolving from
soft moans to high-pitched, girlish screams as he felt Orochi’s strap-on slide
deeper inside of him, the very feeling stifling his already hard cock and
causing it to throb even more.
With both participants fully submitting to their carnal pleasures, Orochi and
Kana felt their orgasm build up: Orochi’s vagina throbbed and dripped with
fluids, while Kana’s tiny penis already began dripping filth from the tip. Lust
and primal desires was all that was left of the two, and with a hasty and
frenzied pace, Orochi made one final push into the little boy, eliciting a
scream and white-hot ejaculation from him. Orochi was no different; the
Onmyoji’s spasms reached a critical point as she moaned loudly, letting her
clear fluids finally rush from her entrance.
Totally exhausted, and with a white pool of semen from where Kana’s cock stood,
both carnal participants collapsed onto each other, totally exhausted from the
intercourse.
With what little endurance she could muster, Orochi ripped off the ballgag
harness that silence the little boy, gasping for as much breath as her. A few
short moans escaped both participant’s mouths, still feeling the aftershock of
their orgasm.
“M-Mistress Orochi…” The little boy croakily breathed, shuddering a little. “I-
I’m…”
Orochi didn’t even give him the opportunity to breath, as the Onmyoji’s lips
pressed against Kana’s.
The little foxboy’s eyes widen as he felt Orochi’s lips hungrily suck what
little oxygen he had, her tongue aggressively dancing with his. Not one to
complain nor one to take this moment for granted, Kana’s eyes closed as he felt
his tongue wrestling with the Onmyoji’s. It wasn’t as if he was complaining,
though.
Finally parting their lips, both participants took in long breaths of air
before looking at each other’s eyes longingly.
“Well?” Orochi chuckled deviously. “Did you enjoy all that?”
“Y-Yeah…” Kana blushed softly, giggling a little in the process. “Though, umm…
can we stop for the day?”
A mischievous smirk appeared on the Onmyoji’s face.
“O-Orochi…?”
“Who said we were ever done for the night, little boy?”
“B-But that’s not what I – eeeeeek!” Before the young foxboy could finish his
sentence, Orochi secured the ballgag harness on his lips.
The night was still young, after all.
Fin
End Notes
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