~°{ Animal Cannibal }°~ ':Bob Velseb x Reader:'

|°[ Ready? ]°| -'Smut'-

Date Published: 9/22/23

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEX!!!! IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX, DON'T READ IT!!! THANKS!!!!!!
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"I uh- .. Can't say that I have." You replied hesitantly while searching your memory for such details. The '69' position..?

"Oh ho ho, well its a real treat~... ya willin' to try it, sweetheart?" Bob pressed fervently, his hands squeezing your shoulders like he were holding onto you for dear life. You gazed into his wide, lust-crazed eyes in utter disbelief. How could this man have so much in store after all your hard work?

"I'm willing, but first I want to know how you're not fatigued. Like... at all." You replied with a curious tilt of your head. Bob's unsatisfying response was simply to laugh like a madman, his body quaking with the force of his hearty cackle. His lips curled ominously into a sneering grin.

"Like I said... yer good, but not that good. It takes much more to truly suck the fight outta me. . . pun intended. HAHAHA!" Bob explained between his snickers, moving his left hand to his eye where he flicked away a tear he'd shed from laughing at your question. You shuffled your legs, preparing to stand, and he let go of your other shoulder while his eyes scanned your rising body. Standing up, you looked to Bob to take the lead.

"Now, darlin, here's how it goes..." Bob trailed off as he shuffled himself all the way onto the couch, flipping himself sideways with his back against the arm of the sofa and his legs propped up onto the unoccupied cushions. "Get on up here with yer ass facing me like a good lamb~."

You obeyed, crawling onto his lap at first with your hands steadying against the back of the couch, before one of his hands roughly gripped your ass to help guide you into the correct position. Shuffling yourself to face the right way, you knelt over his body with your face above his crotch, and your crotch above his face.

"Such a pretty ass~... y'know, I'm startin' to think our deal is gonna be worth it. Very worth it..." Bob mused ominously, his tone breathy and gravely as he was still coming down from his denied high. His thumb prodded at your clothes that were currently hiding your ass and dick/pussy. You steadied yourself with your hands on either side of Bob's waist, all the while trying not to poke your eye out from his boner twitching and standing straight up.

"It'd look better if you took my clothes off, Mr. Eager." You chuckled smartly, rocking your hips side to side sensually in hopes he'd be rough with their removal. Besides, if he ripped anything, you'd be able to replace it — and keep the broken garment to add to your collection of things dedicated to Bob. Oh wait, huh? Never mind, forget about that.

"Don't gotta ask ME twice, sweet-cheeks." The cannibal snickered while getting a good hold on the waistband of your garments, only to swiftly tear them down the back in one mighty tug which left your bare ass exposed before him. You let out a shaky yelp from the sudden yank and the sound, hurriedly glancing over your shoulder to see what he'd done. In an instant he ripped the materials even further until they fell onto his chest like ruined towels. Your poor clothes... You hadn't expected him to be THAT rough. Oh well, beggars can't be choosers.

"Just say 'red light' when ya need me t' stop." Bob smoothly informed you, his devious wide eyes locked on your soaked/hard cunt/cock. You furrowed your brow, taking that as a challenge.

"IF I need you to stop. You say when as if you'll-" Your sentence was cut off as he quickly gripped both of your ass cheeks and spread them.

"Trust me, darlin~... you're gonna be begging.. quite a lot~! HUAHAHAHA!" Bob cackled as he saw your face falter, but he quickly sucked in his breath to continue speaking. "So go on now, get to work like the good girl/boy/doll you are~."