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2 years of happiness, shattered away.... The game has been discounted and it will never been continued in the future. Not even a successors to the game will be in the future. The creator turned about to be a disgrace after the drama that had occurred on April. One of his creation for the is not very happy about it... His grudge grows inside him like a parasite. And one day....
He snapped.....
Simon woke up in a unfinished place. The area is similar to the baseplate but it's not. Some part of progress lingers here. But then, he something or someone grabs him and slam him onto the ground. His eyes moved towards whose pinned him down. It was Elkman. "Simon.... You little shit..."
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"You stupid #####!" Simon responded to his own creation like a abusive father. This make Elkman's boiling blood getting hotter
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It's there something about Simon when he is treated like that. The wounds that marks his body, the blood dripping from every damage, the tears leaking from his eyes, the panic breathing, his high school aged body. Something about these factors seems so... Arousing...
Elkman's hands violently pushes his body down to the floor and locking him by the waist between his legs in this lied down state. He place on finger from one of the hand on him, tracing along from chest to the crotch. Slowly and tenderly. His hands grabs his broken and blood covered priest clothing before pulling the fabric materials off his body, one by one. Exposing his bruised and damaged body, even exposing the special part of his body. Simon tries to cover himself up, ashamed by the state of his body. Elkman place the boy on his lap and starts to seductively licks his wounds and blood. His saliva feels like more salt on the wounds to him, especially on the neck. The older and taller man's finger make contact with Simon's penis and started to rub against it. He whimpers in fear and pleasure. That touch feels so... possessive... Elkman move his snout towards Simon's ear, or at least, where it should be if not for that knight helmet he's wearing. "Simon~... That sound you just made make me wanna have more of you~..." Either his words became possessive. Elkman's hand starts to swallow his dick, slowly and gently rubbing it.
He started to lick his wounds again, making Simon feel even more uncomfortable. The feeling from his cock satisfies yet shames him. Tears started to spill from his eyes again, quitely sobbing and whimpering. He felt the stroking stops and the hand letting go of his dick as they're now on the hip. He could only knew one thing, Elkman is ready to breed him. Elkman lifted him up and pushes his body down. A strike of pain and pleasure aches from Simon's anus and slight bulge started to appear at his belly. Elkman smiles playfully and maliciously. His finger landed on the bulge. Elkman moans as he rubs the bulge, but it doesn't last for long. He started to lift Simon up before striking him down. Simon grunts from the pain but Elkman started to repeat it. It's hurting him and yet Simon need to make a sound from this sexual pleasure. He doesn't want him to please Elkman, even a muffle would waken his lust more. He keep commanding his vocal chords to not any orgasm and pressing his teeth against each other, but Elkman knew what he's doing. He knew that it would be painful in every moment.