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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      キズナイーバー_|_Kiznaiver_(Anime)
  Relationship:
      Maki_Honoka/Yuta_Tsuguhito
  Character:
      Maki_Honoka, Yuta_Tsuguhito
  Additional Tags:
      where_the_fuck_do_i_begin, uh, NON-CON_WARNING_IS_AT_THE_TOP, this_is_not
      a_happy_oneshot, Light_Bondage, I_enjoyed_episode_5_more_than_i_should
      have, for_alllll_the_wrong_reasons, more_tags_later_idk, Femdom
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-19 Words: 2796
****** Wicked Desire ******
by SleepySapphire
Summary
     She could tell he was nervous, and the thought excited her. She
     wanted to see more, no matter how he felt.
Notes
     "Oh look, the tag updated!"
     "Wait, what's this? This isn't... no."
      
     I'm sorry my friends.
     But you get to deal with my nasty, drunkenly written non-con oneshot.
     Five hours of my life went into this. Five.
"It's not like you're a virgin!" If one thing had startled Maki that day, it
was the bright pink blush that lit up across Yuta's face. She tilted her head
to the side, examining the boy beneath her as his slender hands came up to
cover his face. Was this true...? It was, wasn't it? The annoying boy was
always flocked by girls everywhere he went, from the hallways of the school to
the sidewalks outside. There didn't seem to be a time where there wasn't some
obnoxious twat fawning over him like he was the best thing in the world, like
his looks were something special. He was just your everyday pretty boy. Who
was.. a virgin.
"I-It's not like it's a big deal... So what if I haven't slept with anyone
yet?" His voice could be heard through his hands, chalk full of embarrassment.
Maki sat up a little and glanced away, her knees still situated on either side
of him. So the suave, pretty boy Yuta actually hadn't ever had any experience
with the girls who throw themselves at him? She vaguely wondered about how they
might feel if they knew their eye-candy was an innocent blushing virgin.
Strangely, the idea excited her. The idea of seeing Yuta humiliated, his pale
cheeks darker than a pomegranate with the slightest redness of tears at his
eyes. She drew in a breath, her eyes dropping down to him again. "Are... you
going to get off?" He questioned lightly, his voice still muffled by his hands.
"That remains to be seen." Was all she answered before her knees tightened
around his hips and and her hands shot down to work at the belt he wore.
A surprised noise, similar to a squeak escaped Yuta and his hands flew from his
face and to Maki's, trying to break the grip she had on his belt. "Wait, stop!"
The clasp came undone and suddenly Maki threw up her hand and sent it straight
into Yuta's cheek. The others were sure to have felt that, but it wouldn't
matter. They had all gone out to play by one of the nearby lakes. As it turned
out, Tenga had smuggled some fire crackers and sparklers, saying it wasn't a
proper get-away without a party. Parties included firecrackers and sparklers
apparently. Either way, they weren't going to be bothered for at least an hour.
Maki reached out and took a handful of silky hair, raising his head up so that
their eyes could meet. Yuta definitely was uncomfortable with the situation,
but he was nowhere as panicked as she was hoping he would be. "Why don't you
just be still and be quiet? It's not like you wont enjoy yourself." Her voice
was low, almost inaudible. Nowhere near as commanding as she would have liked.
She needed to fix that, because she was the one in charge. Either way, one of
them would break in the end.
Yuta barely had time to respond before she yanked the belt free from its loops
and gripped it tight, smacking the expensive leather strap against the floor
much like a whip. He visibly flinched, and Honoka felt excitement flicker
through her. She could almost feel her desire for wickedness grow.
"You have two options. One; you lay quietly and behave, or two; I can use this
to bind your wrists behind your back. Personally I would prefer the latter, but
since you're boring..."
Yuta pushed himself up on his elbows, about to object before Maki whipped the
floor again, catching the end of the belt in her other hand. The leather
stretched tightly in her grip and a slightly sadistic smirk took her lips. "Too
bad we can't make things more extreme.I feel like you would look much better if
you were bruised and bloody." Yuta swallowed nervously, and for a moment Maki
wondered why he hadn't just shoved her off or hit her away while she was
threatening him like this. Was he afraid of hurting her at such a time? The
smirk left her lips and roughly grabbed both his wrists, slamming them to the
floor above his head where she looped the leather belt around them tightly. It
was too late now. Too late for him, and too late for her.
She captured his lips, one hand holding the strap between his wrists and the
other forcing him to stay on the floor by his shoulder. She could feel him
resisting against her, and she liked it. He was warm, and she was cold. She
wanted to be warm, too.
When Yuta finally managed to turn separate their lips, she brought her hand
from his shoulder and took his chin between her thumb and forefinger so that
she could once again devour his unwilling lips. A few noises of protest were
blocked from escaping him, and it only encouraged her. After a moment or so she
moved on from his lips and trailed and invisible line of kisses down his
throat, stopping at his collar bone to suck and bite at the sensitive skin, her
hand releasing his chin so that she could get a feel for the body he had worked
so hard to acquire. Feeling Yuta move under her she suddenly grabbed at him
hard through his pants, yet another threat to remind him that she was in
control and that he would submit to her. "Ah-ah. You already had your chance to
try and run. You should have fought harder if you really didn't want it. You
knew it was coming, after all."
He froze, and she heard a soft curse fall from his pretty, kiss-swollen lips.
So, he had finally admit defeat and was content to lay there and be the
helpless victim rather than join her? Fine. She trailed her hands into his
shirt, pushing the fabric up so that she could get a better look at what he had
to offer. The skin of his chest an abdomen was surprisingly soft despite how
lean he looked. The nipples stood out almost like a shock of pink against his
skin, and Maki found herself leaning forward to take one of the small buds in
her mouth. It didn't taste as sweet as it looked, but the fleshy nub was soft
and easy for her tongue to toy with. She rolled it around for a moment before
giving a few nips with her teeth. That earned her a slight noise of discomfort
from Yuta, but she paid him no mind. She really wanted to move forward, but she
also wanted to see him writhing, so of course she had to get him worked up
first. She wondered if she could get him to react in obscene ways, just like in
the comic books. Would he pant hard with labored breath and a string of saliva
hanging from his mouth, or be silent, doing his best to contain himself so that
he wouldn't be further humiliated?
A slight giggle dripped from her lips and she pulled away from her current toy,
ready for something more entertaining. Scooting down a bit, she ended up
balancing on one of his knees as she found herself in another tugging match
with Yuta over the hem of his pants. This in itself made her giggle turn into a
full blown laugh and she had to stop herself from smacking him again before she
finally managed to pry his hands off. She was almost tempted to find something
to hook the belt on, that way his arms would stay immobile, but she had no such
time. The others would only be out for so long, after all.
Gripping Yuta's bound wrists, she slammed them against the floor again, not
caring that he, or anyone else might have felt pain from the action. Yuta bit
his lip, and Maki caught the slightest glimpse of frustrated tears beginning to
form in his eyes. She could tell he really didn't want this, but Maki didn't
care. If he wasn't going to hurt her, then she wasn't going to stop. And with
that, she made quick work of the clothes that covered his lower half.
It hadn't been her first time seeing one, but it was her first time seeing one
in person. Maki couldn't help but stare down at Yuta's exposed form, Human
genitalia was so.. bizarre. How anyone could find the naked body attractive was
beyond her. Yuta had returned to his previous position with both hands covering
his face in shame. Maki smirked and took him gently in her hand, her fingers
connecting first with feather light touches before she gave a delicate twist of
her wrist. A soft whimper escaped Yuta, and she knew that she was in for a fun
time, although she wondered just how long a virgin like Yuta would last.
Maki crawled back atop Yuta and began to assault his neck and throat with
kisses and nibbles, all while her hand worked to harden him up down below. He
really was inexperienced, because every little one of her touches had him
making tiny noise after tiny noise. It was almost adorable the way he tried to
censor himself, but she couldn't have him doing that the entire time. She
picked up speed a little with her hand, moving up a bit to Yuta's ear,
"Would you like me to suck you off, Tsu-Gu-Hi-To~?" She brushed her fingers
down the length of him before bringing them up to the tip, watching as he bit
his lip. She waited a few moments for a reply, but with only slightly labored
breath as an answer she decided to just move ahead anyway. She really wanted to
see him squirm, and squirm she would have him. She backed up on her hands and
knees, moving quickly to wrap her arms around his legs so he couldn't close
them before she had access to him. A surprised moan cut through the room as
Maki's lips closed around Yuta's already hardening manhood, her tongue teasing
at every little spot it touched. Once it was nice and hard, she gave it one
final suck before she pulled the tie from her braid, allowing her wheat colored
curls to fall free as she used the tie at the base of his manhood. This had
Yuta squirming even more, as he had been denied the release she had been
setting him up for. Maki stood over him, her lips curling as she began to
unbutton her pants and pull them from her hips. Finally free of her, Yuta began
to back up a little, not having very far to go before his back hit a nearby
wall.
"Where are you trying to go? There's nowhere for you to run, now be still." Her
words came out as an order and she leaned over, hands wrapping around Yuta's
ankles so that she could pull him back into a laying position. Yuta stared at
her, his eyes filled with terror as she descended upon him, kneeling before his
face. "You know, we can't just go forward without proper lubrication. Why don't
you lick me, Tsu-Gu-Hi-To." Yuta swallowed staring at the sight before him. It
was his first time seeing a woman... there. He'd only seen images in comic
books and education books, and they had used as little detail as possible. He
glanced away, his red and slightly puffy from the previous actions. "I-" His
words were cut off as Maki pushed herself against him, grinding her most
intimate area against his open mouth. He reached up and gripped her thigh hard,
turning his head as far to the side as possible. "Alright, I get it!"
The sudden outburst made Maki pause. She lowered her head, staring down to Yuta
for a second before she relaxed over him, allowing him to begin.
It was wonderful. She had never felt anything so good before, the way his
tongue moved. She knew he was doing the bare minimum of work, but even so, his
tongue was almost heavenly. She would need to have him do this for her more
often. Yes, that was definitely something she needed to plan for in the future.
Maki found herself leaned over Yuta as she enjoyed him, not nearly as noisy as
he had been when she was working on him, but still feeling just as much
pleasure, that was for sure. She toyed with his hair, letting out soft, pleased
hums as his tongue and mouth serviced her. It was as if right now, the only
reason he existed was for her to enjoy. "You're very good at this.. it's a
wonder you're a shy little virgin, with the way that tongue of yours is. I
wonder how much porn you've sat through to learn how to do it like this before,
hm?" Yuta let out a groan beneath her as she leaned back and dragged one finger
lazily up his trapped erection and suddenly she tensed, biting her lower lip as
she hit a quick climax. Beneath her Yuta coughed, seeming to choke a bit on the
liquids she had produced. "A-are we finished yet? You've... had your fun!"
She felt herself tremble with laughter as she came off the high of her climax
and gave his length a tormentingly slow stroke that had him shivering under
her. "No, not yet." It was cute that he was acting so tough despite his
horrible predicament. If she were really cruel, she would just tie him up and
leave him the way he was, but alas, good pets deserve rewards for being good,
and after what had just happened, Yuta had been a very good boy and deserved to
be treated as such.
She pushed herself up and crouched before his trapped manhood. quickly
producing and rolling on a condom over the already strained appendage. It made
Yuta whine, no doubt that had felt unpleasant, but she would not have any
accidents happen from this event. She mounted him herself, and sealed the deal.
She took all of him, and he was a mess below her. A beautiful, teary eyed mess.
His hands gripped at his face, their bodies rocked back and forth, and Maki
couldn't believe the two of them were so close, so intimate. She leaned over
and pulled his hands from his face so she could admire him some more, taking
his lips in heavy, messy kisses. She wasn't going to last much longer, she was
already on the brink again as it was, seeing him like this. Under her control
and submissive to him, she loved it.
Maki moved more vigorously, letting out a long moan as she finally came. She
fell over Yuta and let out a sigh of relief before she pushed himself up,
studying the poor boy, who had yet to even have a single release. Slightly out
of breath, she began to kiss his neck again, showing him gentle affection and
whispering quietly. "Would you like me to let you come, hm? I can do that for
you." Yuta gave several quick nods, nearly biting at his nails with
desperation. It was obvious the long wait was driving him crazy, but Maki loved
that. She felt her heart speed up as she was finally able to see the scene she
had been longing for all night.
"I- please.. Please! I c-can't.. it's too much...!" She had never heard him so
out of breath before, his words were labored and laced with need. It was so
sweet on her ears, she almost wished she could hear him like this all night,
just the two of them like this. But she knew their time was running short, and
thus decided it would have to end. She reached down, and ever so slowly began
to pull the string apart.
"Very well, you've been a good boy. Why don't you let me hear you moan?" Yuta
let out a cry as he was finally given release, and not but two seconds later he
collapsed, completely and utterly spent. His chest fell heavily and Maki
crawled up to him, laying her head over his shoulder for a few seconds, her
eyes closing.
"Was it you who broke...? Or I? In the end, it doesn't matter. Neither you or I
matter." She pet his head, pushing back sweaty locks of hair from his face
before she stood up and began to gather her clothes, leaving the boy to pick up
and clean up after himself. On her way out she happened to glance down,
noticing the wasted omelette that she had prepared for him not to long before
the whole mess had started. Her eyes narrowed a little and she stepped over it.
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