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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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"N-no! Stop, please!" He's not sure why he's begging the shadow to leave him alone, as he's pretty sure the thing isn't going to stop until it's done what it wants, but he can't help himself. "Shut up!" Other Adachi yells, waving the gun wildly. "How many nights have you jerked yourself 'til you couldn't stand thinking about her? About those hands, those lips touching you all over?" He crows triumphantly as unbidden thoughts of Mayumi enter Adachi's mind, thoughts that his shadow has truthfully spoken of. It's becoming muggy in his bedroom, the unrelenting rain outside pounding in his head as he sees her, naked and writhing with need for him, no one but useless, clumsy, slow-witted him. He licks his lower lip subconsciously, feeling the adrenaline and blood rushing from his head to his groin. Other Adachi sneers at his easy success. "They can't possibly guess at the motives of a sick fuck like you," he concurs, shaking his head in disgust. "Look at how hard you are. You killed that bitch, and you're fucking hard over it."
"I-I didn't mean.. it was an a-accident.. that is, I-I..." He tries desperately to shake himself, to make everything in the room just go away, but the shadow isn't having it. "You did!" it accuses, not with anger but a certain degree of.. glee? Amusement? "You pushed Mayumi Yamano into that TV, all because she wouldn't suck your little dick." With this the shadow grabs Adachi roughly in its free hand, wrapping its fingers around him tightly and illiciting a startled gasp. "P-please!" Adachi tries again, only this time he's not sure if he's begging the shadow to stop or to keep going. "Look at you," it repeats, pressing the gun against Adachi's lips now. "I bet her mouth was warm and moist, huh? Too bad you'll never know." He tugs on Adachi once, twice, three times, and it's hard and bruising and he's surprised to find that it feels good, not even he's touched himself this way before. "Show me how you wanted her to suck you," the shadow demands, pressing the gun harder until Adachi understands and opens his mouth -- anything to keep that feeling going strong. He's rewarded as the manipulations upon his groin are doubled, quicker and stronger, causing him to teeter on that edge of pain and pleasure. The gun is cold and metallic in his mouth but he's obedient, always obedient as he wraps his lips around it and sucks, rubbing his tongue along the underside in an attempt to warm it up. He's not feeling as scared now, even though he's fully aware that the other Adachi could blow his head off at any time if it so chose, and the whole situation is one massive mindfuck but shit, it feels incredible.
"That's right, Adachi, suck me off." The shadow snickers as it drags its thumb -- Adachi's thumb -- over the head of his cock, pressing rough circles that produce a heavy groan from the depths of Adachi's throat. He hasn't found a release like this in years, and while he can feel it coming fast he's not ready for it to end just yet. Neither is his shadow, who abruptly lets go of him to instead wrap its hand around his neck, squeezing just enough to stifle the airflow. Adachi grows harder still, having never thought it possible, aching all over and feeling dizzy from this new sensation even as he continues to fellate the gun in his mouth. "You knew exactly what you were doing," the shadow tells him, pushing the gun further past Adachi's lips, grinning wickedly at the choking sounds that come as a result. "Just like you know what you're doing now. You know what this one thinks of you? You're a waste of her time."
"...can I go now, please?" Saki Konishi is asking him, her tone irritated, and Adachi jumps. He isn't in his bedroom anymore but in the interrogation room, the high school girl sitting across from him with a strange, apprehensive look on her face. His shadow is nowhere to be found, but the ache between his legs is just as bad as it was moments prior. "All right," he says with a low smile, rubbing himself subtly through the fabric of his pants as he eyes the television on the file cabinet. "You can go, but I just have one more question, first."
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