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"B-Bowser? Where are you touching me?" Luigi gasped, flustered.
Bowser didn't respond. He simply kept going. Bowser had brought Luigi to his lair to question him on his brother Mario's whereabouts. Bowser was holding him up by magic, relishing the thought of getting closer. Luigi was pretty hesitant so far. Bowser had grabbed Luigi with his right arm and squeezed him with his fist. But instead of groaning in pain... he moaned. Luigi quickly forced his mouth closed to avoid making any more noise. Bowser noticed this and squeezed harder, staring directly at him and relishing Luigi's reaction with a grin on his face. Luigi tried his best not to moan but he accidentally let one slip. The moan echoed amongst the halls of Bowser's lair.
Bowser was understandably startled and loosened his grip, but maintained enough strength so as to not allow Luigi to escape.
"I told you there were other ways I can make you talk."
Luigi tried desperately to avoid Bowser's intense gaze directly fixated on him, but Bowser had other plans. He violently grabbed onto Luigi's chin, and turned his head to face him. Luigi gulped as he was met with Bowser's piercing gaze. Their eyes were locked in a staring contest, Luigi knew he had no chance of winning. But Luigi was not about to back down from a fight.
What felt like minutes was mere seconds, but Luigi ultimately looked away, sighing in defeat. Bowser chuckled. "Did you really think you could defeat me?"
"At least I tried." Luigi responded and turned to look at Bowser again.
Bowser held Luigi's chin with his nail, drawing blood which was dripping down his finger. Bowser pressed his nail deeper into Luigi's neck and he winced. Bowser brought him closer, leaving only centimetres apart between them. Bowser could feel Luigi's hot breath on his face, making him shiver. Bowser's spikes were on edge as he witnessed Luigi's frightened expression. He noticed Luigi's thick and luscious moustache, his piercing sapphire eyes, his quivering lip. Bowser almost felt sorry for him.
So, Bowser did the only thing he saw fit, he stopped his quivering. Luigi's eyes widened in shock. He could see Bowser had leaned forward and placed his lips on top of his. His eyes closed. Luigi was hesitant at first, pushing his head back and wiggling his body in his grasp to escape. But he slowly began to let himself go. He relaxed his muscles, closed his eyes, and leaned it for the kiss. A small smile grew on Bowser's face, and he saw this as an opportunity to use his other hand to support the back of Luigi's head. Bowser then proceeded to run his fingers through Luigi's hair, knocking his green hat off and landing on the muddy floor. They knew what they were doing was wrong. They were enemies for fucks' sake! But why does doing something so wrong feel so right?
After a few seconds, Luigi widened his eyes and pulled away. He panting and heaving as if he hadn't tasted air quite like that before. His air. Luigi had never felt this way about another person before, let alone a Koopa! He was desperate to explore this sensation, but thought of Mario. Luigi couldn't do that to him after the countless times he's saved Peach from Bowser. But why was Bowser looking at him like he was ready to eat him? Bowser chuckled and wiped his lips.
"You like that, don't you princess?" Bowser said.
"P-princess?" Luigi finally spoke.
"Ah, so you have the capabilities of spouting other noises besides of pleasure," he leaned his head forward towards Luigi and smirked, "Noted."
Luigi whimpered and tried to hide his red cheeks by turning his head. But it's hard to hide your expressions when the cause is literally holding you in his hand. Bowser chuckled but didn't turn his head forward this time, as if to spare him some sense of dignity; which was only more degrading. His life, his body, his soul, was quite literally in Bowser's hands. Bowser was aware of this, his hand wrapped around Luigi's figure fairly tightly. Bowser would add more pressure every now and then just to make Luigi let out a noise. If only were here right now to take him away from the clutches of the King of the Koopas. But then again, did he want to be freed? Luigi wasn't sure if what he was feeling was fear or pleasure. Maybe both. But, he was willing to find out, to explore this feeling of desire and release. Luigi's entire body could sense the warmth of Bowser's hand, each individual finger which covered his torso, legs, and his... yeah. Luigi felt something growing... downstairs. He didn't understand how this was happening as this had never happened before. Luigi attempted to squirm his legs closer in hopes of Bowser not noticing the ever so expanding bulge located in his trousers. It was a rather odd sensation, almost like a slight tickle.
"I see your other friend has made himself present." said Bowser, loosening his grip on Luigi ever so slightly to force Luigi to separate his legs apart. Luigi's eyes widened. Luigi felt the cold hit the parts where Bowser's hand used to be. Luigi missed it, missed the heat, the warmth of his touch. Bowser looked down and saw Luigi's cock poking underneath his overalls. Bowser's smirk was too big to contain, he had to act fast. He re-tightened his grip around Luigi and began walking with each step so heavy, it shook the ground beneath it. Bowser was doing this on purpose, as he adored the flustered expression on Luigi's face.
Bowser tugged at the top of Luigi’s overalls and looked down at his cock throbbing from the pressure of the denim. Luigi’s lips were scrunched together, refusing to admit defeat. He couldn’t let Bowser see how his mere gaze made his blood boil with arousal. But, unfortunately for Luigi, Bowser wasn’t a patient Koopa. Despite his efforts, Bowser unclipped Luigi’s overalls and pulled them off and chucked them into the nearby lava pit. Luigi’s cock was red at the tip and pulsating, begging to be touched.
“Now, what to do with you, princess?”