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After deciding to attend an event where some of the most well known people around the galaxy were attending, including some of the legends themselves, you end up face to face with the most dangerous person you can think of. Though, it seems he enjoys some of the attention he gets from some of his 'fans'. Yourself included.

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You're not exactly sure how it got to this to this point, really. One moment, you're meeting rubbing elbows with some of the most well known people as of late. People who take part in a blood sport just for fun. No doubt in your mind that while some of them were nice, others would prove themselves dangerous. But it was a get together between them and some of the more well known people across the galaxy, and for those who wanted to meet them, like yourself. Was it the most efficient use of your money? Probably not. But it was something you wanted to do, just for the experience of getting to know all these people. Even if it wasn’t on a personal standing.

It also did, in fact, lead you here. In a more private setting, with one of the most dangerous things known as of late. There were always rumors about Revenant being a lot to handle, that he was known for killing outside of the games but. Those were rumors...of course, seeing him in front of you in the damn bathroom of all places really didn’t help the nerves at all. All you wanted to do was step out for a second, too…

It all happened so damn fast too. One minute you were washing your hands and the next, he’s standing behind you. Scared you shitless once you actually looked up into the mirror.

There was no doubt in your mind that this was really, really rolling the dice. Especially since you know the simulacrum doesn't exactly attend things like this. Or at least, so you've heard in the past. But, as it turns out, he did. Just to see who in fact actually came with the intent of seeing him. Always liked knowing he had attention. Liked the rush of it all, liked having people who were so absolutely devoted to him in some cases. A bit of a narcissist, but. . .there really was just something about him that always interested you. Never could put your finger on as to what, but there was in fact something. Sure, the location might not be the nicest place but. For imagination sake, sharing the room with him seemed like a dream.

As he inched closer, slender fingers would soon caress your cheeks as he gazed upon you. You could already feel your cheeks starting to grow flushed as he simply continued to invade your space. Should you say something? Tell him that maybe he was a bit too close to you? Before you could say anything however, the other was already going to do so.

"Certainly not like the other skinbags I'm used to seeing." Revenant would then remark, as though he was trying to intimidate you in some fashion. And before you knew it, he had you backed up against a wall, he had closed in on you so much. Your hands try to cling onto something behind you, anything, just to try and give you some sort of leverage, instead you end up pressing your palms against the wall. And as you watched his hand soon form into a blade, all you could think in that single moment was how this was going to be the place of your death very, very soon.

At the very least, it was to someone like him. You could take some solace in that. It would be pretty damn hot, too.

“You seem so much easier to break. I like that.”

Hearing the other say such words...it sent a shudder down your back. But...what was his angle here? Wasn’t trying to kill you. Would have already done that by now. Certainly couldn’t tell if he was trying to scare you or not either. Then again, your secret fondness for him was also playing a factor in this. Fondness may be a strong word actually...more along the lines of just. Being attracted to some degree and wanting to see what it was like.

“I. I was just heading back outside. I have people waiting for me and-”

You stopped your sentence midway, trying to catch your breath as you try and think of some other excuse to maybe get out of the situation. But as you thought, it became more apparent that...you really didn’t want to go. Part of you wanted to stay, see how things played out here. See what the other actually wanted before you run off and try and hide.

“And? And what. Spit it out.” He would then demand of you, causing your attention to snap back up towards his face. Suddenly, your nerves shot up.

“Nothing...I’m sorry, I guess I just got a little nervous being around you is all. It was rather rude of me to not even say hello to someone like yourself, what with you being...you know. Well known and all...”

God, he still hadn’t moved away from you. At this point, he might as well have been pressed up against you. The thought of it started to have you lightly chew at your bottom lip to distract yourself. It was absolutely horrid, all these impure thoughts you were having, simply from having the killer in front of you like this. Part of you wanted to be ashamed of yourself, after all, it was clear that the intent wasn’t to get you like this (so you thought). But, despite all that, you really just couldn’t help it.

As you went to speak up once more to try and say anything in this unbearably long silence that had been going on, Revenant would lean in close to you once more,

“If you have something to say, then say it. Before I get bored of you.”

“I really, really can’t. Listen, I’m sure you’re just...I don’t know. I have to go, I’m sorry--”

As you would turn to leave, you felt the simulacrum take hold of your wrist right before you could exit the bathroom. Looking down to see Revenant’s hand grabbing you, you could feel your heart racing at this point. Why was he so determined to keep you here all of a sudden?

“So soon? But I just got here. You wouldn’t want to just go on and leave me all alone, right?”

The way he said those words. . .God, he really was a wolf in sheep skin. You knew better than to believe that he just didn’t want to be alone, that there was some ulterior motive to it all. Against better judgement, you would slowly pull your arm out of the other’s grasp and turn to face him once more.

“I’m sorry, really. But I just. Whatever you want, you’re not going to get it from me. I promise. Even if it is just to scare someone for the time being. Really. There are a lot of other people you could get a better reaction from.”

“But why go through the hassle of that when you're right here in front of me? Something got you to stay, too.”

Ah. Well. Got you there. You had decided to turn around and stay once again. But the more he talked, the more you found yourself having to think about anything else other than the fact you two were in a room alone together. And as your cheeks flushed again over not being able to control yourself here, the other would once more, be right up against you.

“Something is keeping you here. Go on, you can tell me. It’ll be our little secret.”

The way he said that...it sent a shiver down your back. So badly did you want to take him up on his offer, just blurt everything out. Might as well at this point. Your heart was racing, hands were all clammy, and unlike before where you were uncertain, you could definitely tell you were absolutely, shamelessly, turned on. More than you probably should be at the moment. Looking back up at the other, seeing the smirk on his face as he just let you think everything over...he knew. He had to have known by this point. Why else would he be doing this to you? There was no other reason except just to taunt you for being this way.

“Please, I really don’t want to talk about it. I mean. We could just act like it didn’t happen right? Just leave and go our separate ways-”

“Then don’t talk about it. I’m sure you can show me, right?
With all the time you’ve been looking at me and then staring off into space right after, biting your lip, pressing your legs together, I can work up a pretty good idea what’s in that head of yours.”

Right. Right...Hadn’t exactly been the most subtle of people. Didn’t even think about it, really. Most stories, the other person usually just ignores it. But he managed to forget the whole ‘act like it didn’t happen’ part of the conversation. God--

“I’m. I’m so, so sorry.” You would then apologize, now trying to leave once more. The last thing you wanted to do was have someone (or something in this case) realize that you weren’t exactly being wholesome with some of the things you had thought about. It was nerve wracking for anyone. Once more, however, as you tried to leave, he stopped you, grabbing onto your arm and pulling you right back over.

At this point, it was clear that leaving wasn’t exactly an option. But if...he knew and wanted you to stay?

“Leaving so soon? I thought you would want to stay and chat a little while longer.”

Only this time, he was not letting go of you. Sure, you could say no and leave. That would be that. You would never, ever have to see him again. But that was just no fun. You made it this long here. No one probably had noticed you were still gone just yet. What was the worst that could happen?

“If...if you would like, I can stay here a little while longer. Not too long. There’s still people out there who are waiting for me to get back. We can talk or…”

“Really? You would rather want to talk than anything else? Maybe you are just as stupid as I thought.”

“I’m not stupid!” You would quickly respond back, giving him a slight push in return for his words. Which was a poor choice. As soon as you ended up touching the robot’s torso, he would grab both of your hands, and pin you back against the wall for it, a grunt leaving your lips once your back made contact with the wall. His grip was tight, too. Like no matter how hard you tried or how much you tried, you couldn’t break free his grasp.

“I didn’t say you could touch me. You ask permission before you touch. Do you understand?”

It was as clear as day, his instructions. And immediately, you would nod in return, already just waiting for his next demand or request. Thank God he picked up the hints and pieces himself, and was able to tell that you wanted something, and was more than happy to take charge of the situation. Clearly. Then again, you did make it easy for him.

“Such a good plaything.” He would soon praise, letting go of your hands soon after. You absolutely melted upon hearing those words. If it was possible, you were even more aroused than you were before. Who would've thought that this would be how you spend your day? Certainly not complaining either. Now that you were let go, however, the robot would go on to have his hands run up along your body. From your sides, to your chest, all the way down to your thighs. Like he was trying to memorize it for a moment before he decided to take things one step further and unbutton your pants.

“Don’t think you’re going to just get what you want. You’ll have to earn it from me. “ The other would then add on.

“I only treat people well if I know they can handle me. And you haven’t done anything to prove that yet.”

At first, you weren’t sure exactly what to do. Having to prove it to him...that could have been any number of things. But, you soon got the picture once he was forcing you down onto your knees in front of him. Well...a lot less forceful, and a lot more of just guiding you down there once you got the picture. Before you could even ask, Revenant would move his own clothing out of the way. And seeing him form his cock right in front of you? All you wanted from there on was for Revenant to slam into you all damn night with it.

Still, it was new territory for you, what with him being a robot and all, and he didn’t exactly opt for going for something on the smaller side…

Biting your lower lip once more, you would decide to test the waters here by starting off using your hands. It was a bit cold, truth be told. At least at first. That wasn’t about to stop you, however.

As you began stroking his length rather slowly, it gave room for more confidence. The more you continued, the more you felt you could do. One hand around his length soon turned into two. Eventually, you grew so bold as to drag your tongue against the underside of it a few times over, flicking it against the tip as to further tease him. Seemed to have work, as Revenant would let out a small groan over the feeling. It was nice to know that he actually could feel it all, too. It only spurred you on even more. Until eventually, you grew comfortable enough to remove your hands and start using your mouth completely instead.

You were pretty much in control of the situation for a good while. And it seemed as though the simulacrum was enjoying the view in front of him. After all, you always did look good on your knees for people. This wasn’t about to be the one exception. Not to mention how it felt. Sure, you weren’t exactly an expert on what to do and how to do it, but you had a good handle of it down. Using your tongue every time you moved your head back to tease him, using a hand every time you needed a break.

The control didn’t last too terribly long, however. Once Revenant had gotten bored of your pace, he would go on to finally take matters into his own hands. He didn’t waste any time in taking hold of your head with one hand to make sure you stayed in one place while he shoved his cock down your throat. The sudden act had you gag for a moment, just a moment, however. It was all you needed to get your act together. Had to be on your best behavior for him, now didn’t you? Besides, it was all the time you really had before the simulacrum decided to finally move his hips.

It was a lot to take in. Literally. Every thrust into your throat had you grasping onto his legs tighter than before, and every moan you were letting out because of it was muffled. It was like heaven, being used this way. Something you had always dreamed of. All you could do was sit there, shamelessly, while the other face fucked you to hell and back. Spit had started to run from the corners of your mouth by this point, but you still wanted to at least do something. He had pretty much taken control completely, and he wanted to see if you were actually worthy of handling him. And you were absolutely loving every single moment of it.

Could barely think straight at this moment. The only thing clouding your mind right now was the fact that he was still using your mouth. It felt absolutely amazing, truth be told, but the greedy part of you wanted more still, especially from Revenant. With the way he was treating you? It was obvious that you would be in good care. Up until after it was all over at least.

Tightly holding onto his legs, you would shake your head away from his hold, just so you could take his whole length into your mouth. Which...it was easier said than done. It didn’t help that when you did so, the simulacrum would keep his hands on the back of your head to keep you there. The longer he held you down, the harder it became to breathe, the more tears would well up in your eyes…

“Look at you. I’ve never seen a human who was so eager for this. You’re like a personal fucktoy-” He would then remark before finally letting you go. Air. Thank god. Your head reeled back immediately as you gasped and coughed for air, spit running down your chin, your eye makeup now slightly in disarray. Already looked like a mess, and yet barely anything had happened. Grabbing you by your hair, the simulacrum would force you back up onto your feet.

“Don’t tell me I’ve already broken you so quickly. You already look--”

“I’m not--
Please. I can handle more. I know I can.” You would quickly reassure the other, not wanting him to just give up on you so soon. You already went through way too much to throw in the towel anyway.

“Oh. This one has some fire in them. I like that.” Revenant praise, making sure to drag out his last sentence for you.Just hearing his voice like that made your knees weak.

Before you knew it, the other was soon pushing you up against the wall once more, a moan passing your lips just from the anticipation alone. As much as you wanted to help yourself and pull down your pants, there was that slight fear in you that maybe you weren't allowed to do so.

It was a good thing you didn’t, either, as he was already making the moves as soon as he could.

“We don’t need this on you, right? Would only just get in our way.”

You would go on to nod in agreement, aiding the simulacrum in removing them simply by lifting your legs when needed. Once they were tossed aside, it took a moment before you realized just how exposed you really were. The thought made you want to crawl back into your safe space for a moment, but only just a moment. No sense in losing your confidence now. Not when you were this close to finally having some form of pleasure after waiting for so damn long.

Revenant lifted you up soon after, encouraging you to wrap your legs around his waist to better balance yourself between him and the wall. Looking down, you realize that his cock is firmly pressed up against your entrance, as if he’s waiting for you to ask for more. Of course, you do exactly that. Without so much as hesitating about it. Couldn’t help it, it was right there, so damn close.

“Please, I’ve been s-so good. I’ve done everything y-you said... I need you so badly I--”

Your sentence was soon cut off by a loud moan leaving your lips, the other finally deciding to thrust into you. It felt so damn good after waiting so, so long. Thank god he didn’t want to wait anymore either. The damn thing had been edging you this whole night practically. Almost afraid he would have left you to finish off yourself for the night. That would have been no fun. Borderline disappointing, really. But it would have made for one hell of a jack off session, too. Much like this would be later on.

He wasn’t...gentle by any means, either. The way he was ramming into you, the way he was just filling you in the most pleasurable ways possible. It was enough to make anyone addicted. You couldn’t even form words at this point, all that was leaving your mouth were moans and pleas for him to not stop. Not like it mattered anyway. You knew by now that you were at his mercy, whatever he wanted to do to you was only because of his wants alone.

 

“Look at you, you really do take me so well, don’t you? I almost expected you to call it quits before we even got started.” He would go on to tease. But, with him speaking, you knew you had to respond. Otherwise, he would start getting irritated. Couldn’t have that, not with your job of being his personal cock sleeve for the time being.

“I could n-never say no to you. You tr-treat me so well, and--
Fuck. Feels so damn good, mn--”

It was all you could muster up right now. But, it was something, and it once more got you out of a position where he could have stopped. Much to your displeasure, however, he would in fact start to slow down, causing you to whine a bit. Which. It was a bad call, whining like that. Not only did it earn you a glare, but it also had him move his hand once more, making it into a blade and pressing it directly under your chin.

“Not one sound or I cut into you. Got it?”

Despite it not really being that much of a threat to you personally, you would still nod in agreement. Only because he was still slowly thrusting into you. Now that things were in fact quiet, it was easier to tell that a few people were waiting outside the restroom. Damn them. Why couldn’t they just go somewhere else instead of interrupting.

“Looks like we’ll have to make things quick then, won’t we?”

Another whine left once he pulled out of you completely. It made you realize just how empty you really were without him inside you. The feeling, however, wouldn’t last too long. Once you were back down on your feet, the simulacrum would quickly pull you over and bend you right over the sink. Talk about one hell of a view, seeing yourself bent over like that with the other standing right behind you through the mirror. You couldn’t help it, being as needy as you were, you would reach a hand back and spread yourself for him.

“I’ll be quiet. I promise. I just need you inside me again.” You would then beg once more, hoping that it would be enough to entice him. You couldn’t tell if it did or not based on the way he chuckled after.

At the very least, you would still get what you want. The other would once more thrust into you, though...he wasn’t exactly being gentle. Or slow. Which was bad if he wanted you to be quiet. Still, you would try your best to remain as silent as possible, having to cover your mouth soon enough.

All it took was one single moan to slip by your lips. Just that one had caused Revenant to use one hand to pull your head up by your hair, and the other to press that damn blade of his against your skin once more.

“I said to be quiet. What part of that don’t you understand?
See what happens again. I dare you.”

As a warning, he would press the blade more into your skin, enough to cause you to bleed just a bit. And you found yourself enjoying the feeling more than you would. Enough for you to look at the other through the mirror with half lidded eyes before asking for more from him. It was a request he would very happily indulge you in, moving the blade down just a bit and digging it into your skin. A few times over to boot. All right under your collar bone. It would be a pain to take care of later, but a nice reminder.

Soon enough, however, it was all just starting to get to be too much. Way, way too much. The sight of everything, plus him ramming into you, tied off with the fact that you knew the people outside knew what you were doing and were probably listening in. It was just too much. Soon enough, without so much as a warning about it either, you finally came, both hands gripping tightly onto the sides of the sink as you rode it all out. And by the time it was over, your legs were still twitching. It was probably the best orgasm you’ve ever had in your life.

Seeing that you had indeed came, Revenant would go on to let go of you before pulling out completely. Not so much an aftercare person, a surprise to no one. So, he simply left you slumped over the sink for the time being.

“Such a good little meatsuit.
Next time, I won’t be so kind to you.”

There was a happy hum that came from the back of your throat once you were once more praise, growing used to it over time. Until--

“W-wait. What do you mean next time?” You would ask, working up the strength to stand up. Legs being wobbly was indeed an understatement. And you had blood running down your chest, soaking into your shirt. Not to mention the hair, the make up. A whole mess, really. Even then, once you did finally get up to turn to look at the other, he was already gone. Not even a sound made as he was leaving, either. Which made you wonder what the hell he meant when he said next time.