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The moment the hotel door clicked shut, Naoya was already pinning you against the wall, his mouth on yours. He gripped you by the jaw, nipping at your bottom lip while you arched into him. Shit. It was a miracle he kept himself under control through the whole ceremony. No doubt his whole family saw his growing tent while you walked down the aisle. If he had to wait another second he would’ve bent you over the damn altar.
Your dick throbbed beneath the sleek, traditional wedding dress Naoya picked out for you. Rutting your hips up against the knee he shoved between your thighs. “Such a pretty fuckin’ body,” He licked a filthy stripe up the side of your neck, your thighs trembled against him. “Ah naoya… s-slow down— mmph!” He jammed his thigh against your cock, squeezing you with just enough force to make your eyes roll back.
“Mmfuck—” you gasped, pre already oozing out of the slit, staining the wedding dress. You just prayed he wouldn’t see it.
Naoya’s hands trailed lower, cupping your flat chest, then down to your waist. He roughly cupped the area between your thighs— his eyes widened and he coiled back. “What the fuck?!”
You stood there, legs trembling, with a prominent erection pressing against your wedding dress. Heat crept into your face, embarrassed and desperate. You needed his hands back on you. Touching you. Using you.
He stared at you in a mix of disbelief and something darker. Rage. He had been duped by you. The entire Zenin clan was. You feared for your life for a moment. “N-naoya I can explain—” “Quiet.”
Naoya closed the gap again, a fist yanked your hair back. A feral glint now in his eyes. “How should I punish you?” “What?” He yanked harder, and you let out a whimpering moan. He broke into a cruel grin. “Yeah? You liked that?”
Naoya shoved you to your knees, his fist still tight in your hair. He undid his belt one-handed, yanking the waistband down enough for his cock to spring free.
You flinched, gaze glued to the monster in front of you. Girthy, with veins snaking all the way up to his tip. The mushroom head is an engorged wine-red, his cock twitching above your face. He could split you open with that monster cock, you realized, slightly terrified. But fuck if that image wasn’t hot.
Naoya stroked himself as he watched your expression morph from fear to desire. “You’re a little masochist, aren’t you?” His gaze alight with something hungry and almost brutish. Naoya pressed his tip to your lips, prying your jaw open and he sunk in with a wet slide. “Fuuuuck yeah… Tha’s my little fag.”
Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, unable to breathe. Naoya held himself there anyways, his cock down your throat while your tongue swirled around him. You patted his thigh to tap out, but he was on a fucking high. “C’mon… suck your punishment like a good boy,” he cooed, it sounded almost sweet until he thrusted, and you choked around him.
He kept thrusting, groaning harder and harder as he found his rhythm. Obscene gluck gluck gluck sounds were fucked from your throat as tears streamed down your face. Mascara ran down in black streaks.
Your head was trapped between his hips and the wall, the constant slap of his ballsack against your chin made the pulsing between your legs more violent. “Damn… that mouth,” he moaned. “So soft. Suck it deeper.” Your throat opened up around his girth as he pistoned forward. Saliva dribbled out of the corners of your mouth. Sloppy strings dripping onto the hotel floor and on your dress.
Without thinking, you hiked your dress up enough to show off your cock. Wrapping a fist around yourself and pumping your meat to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Naoya had his arms braced against the wall, never breaking eye contact with you, even as you started playing with yourself. The sight of your cock sent him into a frenzy, his rough, controlled thrusts turning erratic as he neared his peak.
He held your head with both hands, keeping you still as he snapped his hips forward. “Gonna have that tight little ass—” slam “pump my seed inside of you—” slam “keep you around for clan meetings t’suck me off under the table…”
You moaned against him as he slammed home, cum shot down your throat like a hose, swallowing every thick rope like a grateful little bitch. Just seconds after, your own cock splurted a rope of semen. Making a mess all over your hand and the hotel floor.
Naoya pulled out, and without wasting a break, was yanking his shirt off and over his head. Tossing it to the side. His muscles flexed under the dim lamplight. You weren’t given much time to admire as he hooked one arm between your legs and threw you over his shoulder. You squirmed, “N-naoya what’re you—?!”
He tossed you on the bed, climbing between your legs and yanking them apart. “Don’t try hiding now,” he said with a low, dangerous drawl to his voice. He hawked spit right against your brown bud, the warm wetness hit you like a shot. You flinched, and it seeped down your crack. “Oh my gooood,” you said through a muffled lip bite.
Naoya stroked his cock at the base of your brown bud, his gaze glued to your dick and the way it twitched with excitement. “So needy after cumming. I wonder how much you can take.” Your eyes widened. “W-wait! Naoya—” He rolled his hips forward, his cock sinking into you perfectly.
Your back arched off of the sheets, toes curling.“Mmmffdeeper!”
“Shhiiiit… just like that,” he groaned, pushing his hips deeper until he bottomed out. His eyelids fluttered slightly as your gummy walls sucked him in like a fleshlight. “Take daddy deeper.”
Your jaw hung open slightly, and tongue lolling out like an animal in heat. He was splitting you open with his cock, thrumming against your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hips stuttered, rutting up against him.
“Yeah… faster now. Make me feel this pretty body earn its keep.” You were in a complete daze, unable to think about anything other than naoya and his fat cock. “Yes d-daddy,” you murmured. “Louder.” “Yes daddy!” You screamed, loud enough for the next three hotel rooms to hear.
Naoya’s cruel grin returned. “Mmm, look at you. Droolin’ all over the sheets. Such a filthy little boy toy.” he whispered, yanking down the front of your dress and capturing one of your nipples with his tongue. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive tit, closing his lips around it to get a loud moan from you. Simultaneously thrusting in and out of your ass hard enough to make you a trembling, begging mess.
“Yes yes yes! Mmm holy shit naoya!” You locked your legs around his waist while his sack clapped down on you. Nails clawing at his back, leaving red streaks. He lathered glops of saliva all over each tit. Swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud, then flicking to get your insides all nice and tight. “Love havin’ this dick inside you, huh? Gonna cum all over this cock?”
You were a nodding, blabbering mess. Just a mindless sex slave that would do anything he asked you to. Naoya pulled away from your chest, satisfied with your response and losing himself in the heat of your sphincter.
Holy– fuck, you were gonna cum hard. You whimpered loudly as he hit your prostate. “R-right there! Yes, ohmygod.” You were gone, making a brainless expression that only drove Naoya deeper into you. Your sack went stiff until you were shooting cum across your own chest.
Your sloppy insides fluttered and pulsated around him, another heat wave crashing over you that made your hips stutter. Naoya was so fucking close. “Holy fuck… yeah, that’s it,” he said through gritted teeth. “Take every inch… milk me dry.” “Mmmfff yes naoya stuff me with your baby batter~”
Naoya’s entire body locked up at your filthy language— his control snapped. His hips jerked erratically as he spilled into you with a deep groan. Buried into you so far his fat head nudged your prostate, the ropes of semen hitting every sensitive nerve.
Another heat wave came over you and your back arched, eyes rolled back. Spurts of baby batter making a mess all over you and the sheets.
Naoya pulled out slowly, glops of white hot cum spilling out of your winking ass hole. You breathed hard, white stars dancing in your vision as you tried to calm yourself down from your high.
Naoya was already off the bed and rounded the edge to smack your dick. You let out an adorable yip and squeezed your thighs shut. “Ee! Jesus– naoya..” A small smile pulled at the corner of his lips, proud of himself with a filthy haze passing over his expression. “Five minute break,” He gave your cock a hard squeeze. “It’s the only one you’re getting tonight.”