Corruption (SalemxMaleReader)

The Inner Circle

A/N: Ey, ready again for another chapter?

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or Dishonored.

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Y/N had always found happiness in the small pleasures life had to offer him in his young life. But none of them could compare to the wonderful sensation that Salem's soft, soapy hand could offer him as she stroked his shaft with teasing fervor.

Soft gasps escaped him as her fingers softly raked his member from his balls up to its tip, making it throb harder than before. 

"To think you were hiding such a splendid phallus," her sultry yet firm voice spoke as she slowly and delicately stroked his member but increased in speed the more his member throbbed with each stroke.

"Do you understand what I'm doing, Y/N?" She exhaled near his ear, making him shiver. He shook his head. But whatever she was doing to him, it felt good.

"You are at an age where young males like you yearn for procreation with a fit female of their choosing. Living in the wild, I'm sure you are aware of how animals mate in the overgrowth during a certain season?"

"Yes," he groaned out amidst the pleasure that tortured him with slow strokes, occasionally bucking his hips as her hands teased the tip of his cock. 

But it was sex between animals. Between humans, that was much more complicated.

"That is sex, an act of procreation between mates, to give birth to new young. But to humans, it is an act of love," she bit his ear, "and sexual pleasure."

"Hmm~!" He muffled his moan, biting his lip. Everything Salem did activates a spark of pleasure that spreads across his body.

W-was this what his mother and the townspeople refused to tell him back then?

"You've seen them, haven't you? How a bunny with its sturdy rod would lay on top of its female mate, insert it in her little hole, and hump with reckless abandon, fueled by its instinct to give birth, to breed?" 

Her vivid description served to redden his ears. W-w-why does she h-have to be so specific!?

"Now imagine humans," she smiled coyly, reaching an exciting part of her education. "A male's cock like yours slowly entering the hole of the woman you desire most."

"Can you imagine it? Do you wonder what her inner walls would feel like? How it would feel to fill her womb with your fluids?" 

Together with her vivid description, her strokes slowly sped up in intensity and force. 

"Her slick walls tighten around your cock as you pound her, eager to feel more of the pleasure, overwhelmed by the instinct to breed her."