Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 7 - Katakuri/OC x afab!reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: afab (they/she)
Character: Katakuri Charlotte (Feat. Maren)
Vibe: NSFW (Consensual)
AU: Host Club AU
Prompt: Writer's Choice (Role-Play)

Summary: Working up the courage to interact with Katakuri, the 11' tall bartender at the Club, you become good friends with Maren, who helps you... >.> Enjoy the sweet decadence of the stoic bartender.

Content Notes: bondage, cum play, reader giving oral, size difference, submissive Katakuri

Note: Maren is Mewtides OC from twitter. If you don't know about Maren, check out the account cause Maren is AWESOME.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

The large bartender from the club was bound oh so sweetly before you. He was nearly eleven feet tall, one of, if not the tallest, humans on the island. But, on his knees, with ropes keeping his arms behind his back and a spreader bar keeping his legs open, he wasn't nearly so tall.

Or imposing.

Katakuri didn't exactly scare you, but it had been difficult to approach him. It was easier to talk to Maren, and that had helped you speak with the towering bartender.

Maren was part fishman, and the only person who could exceed Katakuri in height, though he normally kept himself at a more versatile six-and-a-half-ish feet tall. He was big too, full of muscles and cuddles, but more wide and stocky vs Katakuri's longer frame.

Maren stood behind Katakuri, the leash in his hand connected to the collar around the bigger man's neck. A bar gag was in Kata's mouth, the thick bit keeping his lips parted and leaving his fangs on display. Deep crimson flushed his face, and the head of his cock.

Twitching, precum already pooling at the tip, the reserved man huffs heavy sighs of hot need over the gag, grunting a little as Maren pulls the lead, prompting them both to put their eyes on you.

You were a tiny thing, comparatively. No one felt big around these two, but you were a bit shorter than most, and even with Katakuri on his knees you'd still have to stand on your tiptoes to kiss his lips. If he was sitting on his heels you would be able to reach easier, but his size was certainly part of the reason you were here.

"Even without the gag he wouldn't bite," Maren says, his voice a little lower than usual. His eyes were full of hunger, and you weren't sure if it was directed at Katakuri or you. Though probably both. "He agreed, so you can do annnnnnnything you want." He reassures you.

Taking a step forward you can see both eyes on you and Maren interrupts.

"Wait, I know what this needs." He reaches behind himself and pulls out a blindfold before putting it over Katakuri's eyes. "That intense gaze of his might be a bit much for ya' at this point."

Especially with you right behind him, being just as intense. You keep the words to yourself, but Maren's right, it does help.

You put your hands on Katakuri's thighs, solid like rock and barely giving under your fingers at all. He doesn't flinch, but a heavier cascade of air escapes his mouth. Sliding your fingers up both thighs you can feel him tense under your touch.

The more of him you touched, the more of him you wanted to touch, and without any warning you put your hands on his twitching shaft and were rewarded with a husky gasp as his body visibly twitched. Maren approved, his grin showing the jagged teeth of his fishman heritage as he pulled Kata against him tightly, forcing the man to stay in place no matter what.

Smearing the precum around you use it to lubricate his impressive cock, enjoying the heavy rise and fall of his chest as he tries to keep himself from moving. Sliding your hands down the thick shaft you lean over and lick the tip.

"Hnnngh!" Kata's voice rumbles in his chest, and Maren chuckles.

"Going straight for the kill, damn." He says admiringly before tugging Kata's head to the side. "Don't you dare cum until they give you permission."

"But he-." You start and Maren interrupts you.

"He likes to be a good boy, right?" He questions and you feel Kata's cock throb in your hands.

Licking your lips you think for a second. "I'll tap your stomach when you're allowed to cum." You say before licking your tongue against his tip again.

He's so massive you're not sure you'd ever be able to take him, but already you want to try. Maren would probably help you work up to it if you asked, and hopefully Kata wouldn't argue against it. It was rare enough for him to do escort work in the first place, so you knew you were already pushing the limits.

Carefully you worked more and more of him into your mouth, letting your jaw go as wide as you could to fit the tip inside enough to suck, as your hands glided up and down his shaft. It was easier now, with more precum leaking and your own drool added to it. You could squeeze and add some pressure without your hands sticking and you could feel the tension of Kata's muscles flexing around you.

His breath was coming out heavier, like shattered bits of charcoal and the heat that went with it.

"Let's take this off now, so you can see the pretty sight between your legs, Kat." Maren decides, and you don't protest. You're too into what you're doing to be distracted by anyone's gaze right now.

The whole of the club could be watching and you wouldn't be deterred.

You can hear the ropes groan and strain as Katakuri struggles. The heavy breaths falling from his lips are coated in drool that slips down the sides of his face, glistening off his fangs. There's a desperation in his eyes you can't see right now as you're determined to take more of him into your mouth, gagging lightly from how wide your mouth's being forced open.

Leaning back you finally look up and see the desperation on his face, the sweat against his body, the delight on Maren's face. You're pushing his beloved to an edge he didn't expect, and he's enamored with you even more now.

Getting on your knees, you press Kata's cock between your breasts, still using your hands to do most of the work. Looking up at him he looks on the brink of tears.

"You can cum now, Kata." You purr the words, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue while still looking up at him.

That's the limit of what he can handle and he growls against the gag in his mouth. Maren calls him a good boy, biting into his shoulder as his cock trembles against you. Cum covers your face, chest, and hands, dribbling onto your shoulders and sliding down your arms. You lick and suck the tip and Katakuri sucks in a breath with a hiss. If not for Maren his whole body would've bucked as he cums directly into your mouth.

It's warm, and unsurprisingly sweeter than anyone else's.

You lick his softening length, cleaning him up as he huffs and twitches. Maren takes the gag out of his mouth, cooing at him for being so good, and soothing the deep bite left in his shoulder. You see the ropes go slack and Maren grins down at you.

"Now, you should let him clean you up. I think he's earned a taste of something even sweeter than he is."