𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 ❀ 𝙏. 𝙁𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤 ❀

VIII- After Hours

"So good for me." Toji purrs rubbing the arch in her back as she sits up so prettily for him. Exposing her entire cunt for him to see. He takes a finger to spread the lips apart as he fucks her rough from behind. Enjoying the melodious rhythm of his heavy balls slapping against her ass. She moaned into the pillow louder and louder with every stroke. The man took no precautions in the way he handled her, pulling at her hair and slapping hard weighting strikes against her hips if she ever dared to lower them.

He had no regard for how thick or long he was, quite frankly he didn't care. He would completely sink his dick into the girl as far as it could go and fuck her senseless like she was nothing more than a doll. He could hear the way she begged for mercy and screamed into the silky sheets of his bed, but it only served as a harmonious addition to his preexisting melody. Soon though, he grew bored of her wails and the view of her back. He couldn't get the image of that smirk and those eyes out of his head. That butter-smooth skin with water crystals draped over it like rainwater running down the plush fur of a doe.

He flipped the girl over, ignoring the streaming tears in her eyes or the gaping hole he'd left of her poor pussy. He put his hand on her cheek and slapped her face a few times. "Smile for me. C'mon. Be a good girl and smile for me." Toji massages her cheek with his thick fingers and shoves his thumb into her mouth. The girl was too brain-dead to hear his command, much less complete it. She could do nothing but moan and cry. Babbling nothing as she tried her hardest to stop shaking.

Every time  she clenched around the emptiness of her cunt, her legs shook and her body sprung back. Her sloppy hole was begging for any friction it could get, and though the king was upset he couldn't get the look he needed to come as hard as he wanted to, he would finish out what he started. Any completion he could get would be better than none.

He wasted no time shoving himself back in, the lack of warning caused the overstimulated woman beneath him to curl up, trying to repel his huge cock— she failed of course. Toji was able to predict her suddenness and easily adapted to a new position and finish out. He could feel one of the girl's many orgasms splurt out around his dick. It helped him finally reach his climax. "Open wide." He says tapping his leaking dick onto her lips and emptying his come into her mouth. Even while fucked out, she knew to swallow it all. Every last drop.

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"I know I had it in here a second ago!" You say looking around every single nook and cranny of your chamber. Not having a bathroom anymore reduces the number of places to lose shit, and living in a foreign house with none of your old belongings reduces the amount of shit you have to lose. There aren't many things to do in the palace. Although you are meant to be with the king at most times, he often sends you off to handle personal affairs. In those odd hours of the day, you aren't left with much. There is no social outlet, you hadn't talked to anyone besides head maid, Nobara, in weeks.

It was truly an odd feeling, going from the heart of the town— talking to everyone and everything in sight. To now sit alone most of the day, if not alone then companied by the King, and the awkward silence he brings with him. And though you are put in these situations you aren't allowed to get depressed or sad, the king will punish you for a frown. So to keep yourself busy the personal library of the palace— it has proven to be your sole source of entertainment. There is a strangely vast amount of romance novels and they've become serious time-passers in your day-to-day.

The only issue is, you can't seem to find the one that you were currently reading. Its the third one you've read in the past 2 weeks and it's been the best of its series. From the plot, to the characters, and the sexy scenes embedded here and there. Whenever you read, you have to look over your shoulder to make sure no one catches you in the act, it would be terribly embarrassing if someone found your book before you'd gotten to it. Unfortunately, you had gotten into initialing the books you've finished, just to keep tabs, so it wouldn't be hard to figure out if you had read the book already.

"It's not here, it's not in the study or the kitchen. I've checked rooms I haven't even gone in before! The only room left is... his room." You had serious premonitions when it came to going into his room past a certain hour. He never forbade it, after bathing together for weeks he had even begun suggesting sleeping in the same room, to which you of course denied. After all, you were only going in to snatch a book and run right back out. He would probably be asleep, and if he wasn't you were willing to accept a lecture, the book was just beginning to get good!

Back at home, you slept in old cut-up shirts and comfy pants, but none of those existed in the palace. Every night instead you had to choose between frilly lingerie-style gowns and combos. You weren't complaining about the luxury of sleeping like a princess, but of course, nothing could beat the comfort of old worn things that fit your body so well after years of use.

Tonight you were in a three-piece set. Some light green shorts that cinched around your thighs with white floral lace at the waist, the matching square strap top that bloused over the shorts —that also had white lace around the outer edge and cinching at the bust. The third piece was a head scarf. The king had bonnets made for each of your outfits per your request. The soft green was of course scattered with floral print along with the frilly lace.

As you exited your room and made your way to the king's a guard stopped you and asked you where you were going. You explained you had left something in sire's room and he understood quite easily and wasted no time when letting you through. You slowly peeled the door open and let yourself in. It was dark and quiet when you first entered, in your mind, you were assured he was fast asleep, but as you ventured deeper into the room you found that that was a terrible assumption to make.

The king saw you much before you saw him. He was leaned back with his arms behind his head with nothing but an unbuttoned nightshirt on. His dick sitting limply on his lap and he eyed the intruder. There was a woman to his side curled beneath the covers eyeing you as well. Her skin was fair, far lighter than yours or the man she was beside. Her hair was silky and cold black. She had low, sinking, hazel eyes with a skinny nose and small yet plump lips. She was much smaller than you in size as well. Her collarbone was more prominent and her feet made a lump under the covers about five feet from her head. One of her breasts were visible, it was a small mound that sat perked on her chest.

Toji made no effort to cover himself or the girl, he just looked at you with that face again, that odd face that you still couldn't seem to understand. But in that moment you didn't care about his face or her tits or that book, you just wanted to leave as quickly as possible, and you did. Before another second could pass you were out the door and back inside the hall.
After a few deep breaths, you walked back into your room and forced yourself to sleep trying your hardest to pin that memory as nothing more than a dream.

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"Did you see the look on her face?" The girl asks giggling to herself. "I'm sure she's in that room now touching herself to the thought! She probably fantasizes about you all the time, little does she know I'm the only one that can handle that cock. She can only dream of being me." The woman beside Toji says, nestling herself into the pillow. She awaited an agreeing response back from the king, but she got nothing but the sound of pure and utter silence. She opened her eyes and scaled up the man. His eyes were screwed shut and his head was leaned back— nose pointed to the sky.

The woman looked back down to see he was rock hard. Standing up tall with a throbbing vein surging out of the base. "Suck my dick, and call me your lord." He says. "What?" The woman asks. "Put it in your mouth and call me your lord," Toji repeats. She was never one to question the King and now was no different. She fixed herself between his legs and went down on his entire length, mumbling out 'my lord' as she choked on its girth. "More, more, more." He chants.

The woman continues bobbing her head up and down, coughing and gagging around his cock all while sputtering out that same phrase. She looked up to see his eyes still wound shut and his hands nowhere near her body or her hair. Those were his two favorite things, she thought. Suddenly just as she was losing spirit Toji's hands ran up to her scalp and fixed themselves on either side of her head forcing her to throat his dick quicker. In a matter of seconds, Toji was coming in her mouth, and as he rutted his hips through the finale she could have sworn she heard something, with her ears muffled by his hands she couldn't be sure. But he said something, but it wasn't her name.