My Loot [3/3]
anonymous
November 22 2009, 08:42:27 UTC
His green eyes were incorrectly gentle, not fitting his insanity at all. I got hotter as his blouse was taken off, revealing flawlessly tanned skin and particularly well sculpted muscles. His hips were just as perfect as I had imagined them to be, slightly feminine, but entirely fitting with the rest of his body.
Wait, what the hell was I thinking about again!? This man was about to kill me! He just wants to use me like a doll, an object! And the blood still staining his cheeks could only remind me of how much of a monster he was.
All of my thinking was interrupted as he finally had taken the last piece of clothing off, revealing a body that was above perfection. His member was slightly erect, so damn long and big, that I started wondering if I would even be able to give him a blowjob, if he asked me to--Oh, and fuck it. I was going to breathe my last breath anyway. Who cares if this man is an absolute freak, I had to experience the feeling of doing it with another man just once before dying.
“U-ungh, fuck, Antonio, just suck me already you bastard!” “Aaah, you finally said my name. How lovely it sounds coming out of your mouth. Although you haven’t told me yours yet, mi corazon~” “Lo-Lovino! Fuuuck!”
I could tell that the Spaniard understood that right now, if my hands wouldn’t be restrained, I’d be jacking off at the very sight of him.
“Do everything you want to me, heck, I don’t care anymore!”
He smiled some more and got closer, but instead of kneeling down again, he picked me up by my hair-my hair, damn it! I started squirming, and more moans and choked cries came out of my mouth. Whether I want it or not, I can’t help but to act like a whore anytime someone touches that strand of hair. As if reading my mind, the man said in a somewhat menacing tone;
“You’re such a little slut aren’t you? Just begging me to please you, make your whole body feel pleasure under my fingers. Well, we’re not doing this for you, mi dulce. Empezar a trabajar. Rapido!”
He pulled my head close to him, nose now tingled by strangely silky pubic hair and a fresh smell. Seeing as I just waited there, smelling and looking at the unusually large member, the Spaniard groaned and shoved my face onto him, still firmly holding my hair. I moaned more and started ‘working’, tongue going down the shaft, sliding my tongue in the slit at his head, going back up and taking one of his balls in my mouth. He got harder by the second, and although satisfied by my accomplishment, I was still doubting I could put the swelling member in my mouth.
“Lovinoooo…”
He made my face rub against him, insisting that I do it. I hesitated for a split-second, and opened my mouth wide. I fought against my gag reflex and slid it down the farthest that I could, hearing the Spanish man whimper louder and louder. It made my own erection throb, still hoping he would do something about it. He pulled out swiftly, leaving me surprised, mouth still wide-open, saliva at the corner of my lips.
“W-why?” “I’m not done yet, my toy.”
He pushed me back down, less violently than earlier, this time. A faint glint of fear passed through my golden eyes, and Antonio must have noticed it;
“Shhh, you told me I could do anything with your body, right? You’re all mine~”
I whimpered as I felt his warm member poke my entrance. The man was still smiling, but it wasn’t a reassuring smile. It was a smirk, one a fanatic would wear while torturing his enemy. He went in, my voice whining and pleading in Italian, my native language only seemed to have made the man more excited, he purred and started thrusting faster. The rough contact between skin was hurting me even more than I expected it, and suddenly I regretted what I had told the Spaniard earlier.
“A-Arresto! Fuuuck! It hurts you bastard! Ungh…”
What was I expecting? This guy was covered in blood; he didn’t care if he hurt others. Much to my discouragement, he became even rougher, the sound of our bodies slapping almost covering his moans and my cries. All of a sudden, he stopped. I felt his member pulse inside of me, and a spurt of warm liquid eased the pain and made the rash and possible bleeding feel better.
Re: My Loot [END]
anonymous
November 22 2009, 08:43:12 UTC
At the same time as he pulled out, I blanked out for a few seconds and felt my peak reach as well. As he had predicted, I couldn’t help but to scream his name. He didn’t seem to mind the sudden gush that tarnished his body with a liquid much lighter than blood, and his now sticky body fell on top of mine. I didn’t expect the sudden weight, and choked a little. He understood and rolled to the side, and then cupped my face with a hand. I didn’t expect him to approach my face with his own, and my parted lips meeting his needy mouth. I was too tired to fight back the kiss, and I didn’t understand why, but I didn’t even want to fight back against it. His tongue still tasted like vital fluid, and his face was still stained red.
But behind the stench of blood, I could faintly distinguish the more delicate aroma of another red substance, one that reminded me of the many dishes we Italians were known for. One that my brother loved. One that we used to cook, the whole family together. One that I would never be able to prepare with my deceased family ever again, a taste I would never experience again. One last tear rolled down my cheeks, immediately wiped off by Antonio’s hand.
“Shhh. No llores mi corazon. We have plenty of tomatoes back at my place. Come on now, I’m bringing you with me, a España.”
Oh my god, I love you, I love you, I love you!! I had given up hope that someone would reply to this, had even forgotten that I had requested it, but now I can't seem to control my excitement.
This was fantastic, a lovely mix between cruelty and consent, with just enough insanity to make it interesting. I love the details, and though sometimes the spelling and grammer were a little off it wasn't anything that couldn't be over looked, haha.
I love how Antonio just decides on his own that he's taking Lovino home with him, and can't help but wonder how strange it would be for Lovi when they actually get there. Also, the part where Antonio grabbed Lovi's hair was amazing.
Thank you so much for taking the time to fill this, even though it's such an old request~! I was all I had hoped for and completely made my day! Thank you so, so much!
Yup, I just HAD to fill this request! Actually, it's because I was going through the kink meme archives, and then I read your request, thinking it was filled. And then I was like NOOOO NO ONE FILLED IT BOOOHOOO I WANTED THAT REAL BAD And so, I decided to do something for good karma and wrote this =3
Thanks for the feedback! I'm very, very glad you liked it! And thanks for requesting and giving me some inspiration~
And sorry if any spelling/grammar errors popped up! I didn't notice any while revising tho... But yeah, English is my second language... IT'S ALL FRANCIS' FAULT IF I MADE MISTAKES.
Wait, what the hell was I thinking about again!? This man was about to kill me! He just wants to use me like a doll, an object! And the blood still staining his cheeks could only remind me of how much of a monster he was.
All of my thinking was interrupted as he finally had taken the last piece of clothing off, revealing a body that was above perfection. His member was slightly erect, so damn long and big, that I started wondering if I would even be able to give him a blowjob, if he asked me to--Oh, and fuck it. I was going to breathe my last breath anyway. Who cares if this man is an absolute freak, I had to experience the feeling of doing it with another man just once before dying.
“U-ungh, fuck, Antonio, just suck me already you bastard!”
“Aaah, you finally said my name. How lovely it sounds coming out of your mouth. Although you haven’t told me yours yet, mi corazon~”
“Lo-Lovino! Fuuuck!”
I could tell that the Spaniard understood that right now, if my hands wouldn’t be restrained, I’d be jacking off at the very sight of him.
“Do everything you want to me, heck, I don’t care anymore!”
He smiled some more and got closer, but instead of kneeling down again, he picked me up by my hair-my hair, damn it! I started squirming, and more moans and choked cries came out of my mouth. Whether I want it or not, I can’t help but to act like a whore anytime someone touches that strand of hair. As if reading my mind, the man said in a somewhat menacing tone;
“You’re such a little slut aren’t you? Just begging me to please you, make your whole body feel pleasure under my fingers. Well, we’re not doing this for you, mi dulce. Empezar a trabajar. Rapido!”
He pulled my head close to him, nose now tingled by strangely silky pubic hair and a fresh smell. Seeing as I just waited there, smelling and looking at the unusually large member, the Spaniard groaned and shoved my face onto him, still firmly holding my hair. I moaned more and started ‘working’, tongue going down the shaft, sliding my tongue in the slit at his head, going back up and taking one of his balls in my mouth. He got harder by the second, and although satisfied by my accomplishment, I was still doubting I could put the swelling member in my mouth.
“Lovinoooo…”
He made my face rub against him, insisting that I do it. I hesitated for a split-second, and opened my mouth wide. I fought against my gag reflex and slid it down the farthest that I could, hearing the Spanish man whimper louder and louder. It made my own erection throb, still hoping he would do something about it.
He pulled out swiftly, leaving me surprised, mouth still wide-open, saliva at the corner of my lips.
“W-why?”
“I’m not done yet, my toy.”
He pushed me back down, less violently than earlier, this time. A faint glint of fear passed through my golden eyes, and Antonio must have noticed it;
“Shhh, you told me I could do anything with your body, right? You’re all mine~”
I whimpered as I felt his warm member poke my entrance. The man was still smiling, but it wasn’t a reassuring smile. It was a smirk, one a fanatic would wear while torturing his enemy. He went in, my voice whining and pleading in Italian, my native language only seemed to have made the man more excited, he purred and started thrusting faster. The rough contact between skin was hurting me even more than I expected it, and suddenly I regretted what I had told the Spaniard earlier.
“A-Arresto! Fuuuck! It hurts you bastard! Ungh…”
What was I expecting? This guy was covered in blood; he didn’t care if he hurt others. Much to my discouragement, he became even rougher, the sound of our bodies slapping almost covering his moans and my cries. All of a sudden, he stopped. I felt his member pulse inside of me, and a spurt of warm liquid eased the pain and made the rash and possible bleeding feel better.
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But behind the stench of blood, I could faintly distinguish the more delicate aroma of another red substance, one that reminded me of the many dishes we Italians were known for. One that my brother loved. One that we used to cook, the whole family together. One that I would never be able to prepare with my deceased family ever again, a taste I would never experience again. One last tear rolled down my cheeks, immediately wiped off by Antonio’s hand.
“Shhh. No llores mi corazon. We have plenty of tomatoes back at my place. Come on now, I’m bringing you with me, a España.”
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Thank youuu anon! <33
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This was fantastic, a lovely mix between cruelty and consent, with just enough insanity to make it interesting. I love the details, and though sometimes the spelling and grammer were a little off it wasn't anything that couldn't be over looked, haha.
I love how Antonio just decides on his own that he's taking Lovino home with him, and can't help but wonder how strange it would be for Lovi when they actually get there. Also, the part where Antonio grabbed Lovi's hair was amazing.
Thank you so much for taking the time to fill this, even though it's such an old request~! I was all I had hoped for and completely made my day! Thank you so, so much!
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Aaaaaaah! OP! I am very happy you saw this! Yay!
Yup, I just HAD to fill this request! Actually, it's because I was going through the kink meme archives, and then I read your request, thinking it was filled. And then I was like NOOOO NO ONE FILLED IT BOOOHOOO I WANTED THAT REAL BAD
And so, I decided to do something for good karma and wrote this =3
Thanks for the feedback!
I'm very, very glad you liked it!
And thanks for requesting and giving me some inspiration~
And sorry if any spelling/grammar errors popped up! I didn't notice any while revising tho... But yeah, English is my second language... IT'S ALL FRANCIS' FAULT IF I MADE MISTAKES.
And glad you loved it, other 2 anons =D
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urgh, my weakness for Conquistador!Spain :')
thank you so much ANON for writing such a fantastic story ;)
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