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Albedo squints at his current artwork, swiftly painting the final touches to complete the piece. He looks at the table clock on his work desk, which had paintings and sketches scattered in an unorganized pile underneath. He pushes his hair back with a sigh, “Twelve in the morning already? I should be getting ready for bed.”
He stands up and stretches his arms (after all, he’s been completing art commissions for the past several hours), and heads to the bathroom to do a quick wash up. He hangs his dirty apron on the hanger and washes the paint off his hands, using his nails to scratch off any stubborn spots on his body.
He hears a shatter of broken glass from his office and lets out an exhale of annoyance, scenarios on how he’ll clean up the dirty paint water run through his head. “I can’t catch a break, can I?” He dries his hands off and drags his feet back to his art office, only to find that there was no broken glass anywhere on the floor, nor murky, gray water.
“…did I just hallucinate-“ A hand is slapped over his mouth, and it’s not his own. It was someone else’s. His eyes widen and breath hitches, trying to look at the intruder behind him, but the man twists his arms with his other hand and pushes them up.
“You didn’t hallucinate anything, doll. This is all real.” The man behind him mumbles in his ear, “I’m going to take my hand off your mouth, and if you scream or do anything stupid I’ll make this even harder on you. Got it?” Albedo nodded his head eagerly at the threat, tears were starting to build up in his eyes and his breathing was growing faster with panic.
The man behind him slowly took his hand off Albedo’s mouth and trailed it down his chest, sliding his hand over his bare stomach. He felt something hard and smooth on his navel, knowing right away that it was a belly button piercing.
“A belly button piercing, huh? That’s something only whores would get. Does this imply you like to be treated like nothing?” The man breathes wetly against his ear, licking right next to the star on Albedo’s neck. He fiddles with the piercing, tugging it lightly. “You must love showing this thing off if all you ever wear are crop tops. Having tons of pairs of eyes on you must get you going, huh?”
“P-Please…” Albedo squeezes his eyes shut, “I don’t want this. I’ll forget any of this even happened, just please-“ Kaeya cuts him off by tearing his shirt apart and groping his chest. He pinched his nipple before giving the same treatment to the other, forcing small meals out of Albedo’s lips.
“You’re begging me to stop, but I can see you’re clearly turned on, even in the dark.” The man smirks, releasing Albedo’s wrists to palm and rub his growing erection. “You should be more honest like your body, sweetheart.”
Albedo takes the opportunity to elbow the man in the stomach and make a run for it. He was a second too late when the man recovers quickly and pins Albedo down on the ground.
“Augh, stop! Stop it, please! Someone… Someone help- mmf..!” The man swiftly covers his hand over Albedo’s mouth again, digging his nails into his cheeks.
“I thought I told you not to try anything funny, didn’t I? Now I’m really gonna have to be rough with you.” Albedo hears the man unbuckle his belt and immediately starts to freak out again. Albedo feels his pants being taken off and he tries to kick at the intruder, only to fail and have his legs caught. The intruder turns Albedo around to lay on his back and pushes his legs back.
The man pins Albedo’s arms above his head on the floor as Albedo gets a better look at the man. He can only make out his long, dark blue hair and a slight glint of his eyepatch. The man above him leans forward to touch foreheads with the blonde and breathes heavily, all while grinding his hips against the cleft of Albedo’s ass.
Albedo feels the heavy weight of the man’s cock against his hole, tensing up at the size of it and feeling it slightly dip in and out of him. “I don’t want this… Please! I’ll do anything, I’ve never even done this before…!” An evil grin spreads across the man’s face when he hears the last part, growing more eager to ruin the blonde.
“Oh yeah? Well, I’m here now, so you don’t have to worry your pretty head off.” He slowly sinks in and Albedo lets out a painful screech, his legs shaking and breathing increasing faster. He digs his nails into his palm to bear with the pain and tries to push away, only to realize his legs were now all the way pushed back, giving him no chance of escaping.
Kaeya stops his actions to lean towards Albedo again, petting his hair lovingly. “How are you feeling? Are you okay to keep going?” Albedo smiles softly at Kaeya's words, rubbing his hand on top of Kaeya’s.
“I’m feeling good, love. Don’t worry about me. Continue, please.” Albedo gives Kaeya a small kiss on the cheek. Kaeya smiles before continuing his ministrations.
“If you need a name to call out, my name is Kaeya, got it, sweetie?” Albedo doesn’t receive enough time to respond as Kaeya begins to roughly slam his hips forward. The sound of skin slapping filled the room quickly along with Albedo’s choked screams and cries.
“Shit, you feel really good. That’s to be expected for first timers, right?” Kaeya groans, shortly letting out an airy laugh at the sight of Albedo’s eyes rolled back and uselessly clawing at nothing. “And your cute little cock hasn’t received any attention at all. You poor little thing.” Kaeya brings a hand down to stroke Albedo’s dick in time with his thrusts, forcing his eyes to widen again and let out a deafening sob.
“Noooo… Mmph.. I-I-“ Albedo feels his abdomen tighten up, his hole squeezing around Kaeya’s cock as he pitifully shoots cum all over himself, some landing on the star on his neck.
Kaeya is ruthless though. He hasn’t cum once yet, continuing to piston his cock into Albedo. Albedo leans his head to the side as he lets Kaeya treat him like nothing but a mere plaything. He might as well be once Kaeya was finished with him.
Maybe he’ll take Albedo home with him; push him around, force him to be his personal sex slave for the rest of his life. Would Kaeya share him with other people? Maybe he would sit on the side and watch as Albedo gets used until there’s nothing left. He wouldn’t mind that at all.
“Still haven’t said my name yet, hm? I’ll get you to say it.” Kaeya continues pushing himself deep into Albedo, not caring at all that he came. Albedo starts to shake from the overstimulation.
“By the end of this, I’ll be embedded in your mind. You’ll never stop thinking about how I fucked you so good your mind went blank, how full you felt, how you’ll need my cock everyday to keep your slutty self satisfied.” Kaeya snarls, taking a deep sniff at Albedo’s jaw before biting down hard. Albedo cums again while letting out a loud whimper. Only little spurts came out at a time while Kaeya continued fucking into his lithe body.
“K…ae…” Albedo stuttered out, his voice was raw and scratchy.
“Yeah, baby? Took you long enough, but I knew I’d get you to say it, though it’s only half of my name.” Kaeya chuckles, grabbing Albedo’s face and pulling it up to his own. “I’m close. You want me to cum inside you? Hm? You want me to mark you and fill you up?” Albedo doesn’t pay attention to what Kaeya says and is on the verge of passing out, dutifully nodding at the words “fill” and “cum”.
“Ahh, fuck, I’m coming. I’ll give you what you want, doll.” Kaeya thrusts a couple more times before he stills his hips against Albedo’s ass and releases his load inside him. Albedo whines, still twitching and convulsing from his previous orgasms. Kaeya pulls out when he’s finished and slaps Albedo’s ass for measurement.
He puts Albedo’s legs down before grabbing his and the blonde’s phone and snapping a few pictures on both devices. Albedo’s eyelids were growing heavy and he spread his legs out further to stretch his hole out. Kaeya whistles at the sight and takes up close pictures of the semen leaking out of Albedo’s gaping hole.
Kaeya gets dressed before slipping his phone back in his pocket and sliding the other next to Albedo’s head. He leans forward to whisper in Albedo’s ear, “Thanks for the fun. I’m sure you’ll enjoy these pictures tomorrow morning.” He ruffles Albedo’s hair before leaving the room and an unconscious blonde on the floor of his art office.