Guilty Pleasures (Reader x Various lemons)

Master (Yami no Malik)

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     Ezra's helpless body hung on a wall, bound by shackles and chains. One whole hour passed, but she wouldn't know it. The shadow realm was a funny place, blurring time and space together like an endless cycle she prayed would end. She thought all this talk about shadow games were nothing more but stories to scare duelists about stranger danger. Ezra couldn't imagine why he chose her, but she kicked herself for ignoring such claims. Trembling as slimy tentacles wiggled their way to her most intimate places, her screaming moans were muffled by a ballgag that her captor so lovingly put on her.

     "You're enduring it well, but you can't hide your desperation. After one hour, I bet you're begging for release. Too bad you can't." That constant taunts and jeers she grew to accept belonged to none other than Yami no Malik. Ezra's glazed over eyes glared down into his intimidating violet ones. She wanted nothing more than tear off that smirk he proudly displayed. Whenever she gained the courage to bitch him out, a sudden moan would pass through her lips. She gripped her restraints, shutting her eyes tightly. Damn him.

     His laugh echoed to her ears. "What's wrong? Do you have something to say?" She nodded frantically, tired of being forced past her limit. Those tentacles were driving her insane, the way they slithered inside her ass and pussy. It was a fate worse than death. He unlocked her shackles, and then helped her down. The tentacles darted out of her, causing Ezra to shudder. She tightly grabbed his top, her trembling legs ready to give out.

     "Done already?" With a flash, her gag was taken off and Mailk pulled her silver collar, which he placed on her before this mess started, forcing Ezra to look him in the eye. His thumb caressed the hieroglyphic etchings "I'm waiting." Her eyes narrowed and her lips parted, taking a long breath, but she quickly pursed them. She couldn't force words out; her body's lusty need overpowered her rationality. Her emerald orbs pleaded, whimpering her needs.

     He chuckled and brushed his lips against hers, his breath tickled her face. Her thoughts were wiped clean and all she could focus on was his hard, yet passionate kiss. Ezra sighed deeply, her eyes fluttered shut. Malik took the opportunity to knead her bare breasts roughly, unable to hold back his own needs. She gasped into the kiss, as he pinched and rolled her nub between his index finger and thumb, giving them a yank. Whatever was left of her willpower left, and with a loud yelp, she hesitantly reached up and pulled his sandy blond locks.

     An amused smirk tugged on his lips and he pinched and twisted her nips harder. She gasped, allowing his tongue to dart in and explore every crevice of her maw. Malik's hands roamed her body, his nails dragging along her pale flesh, trailing red marks. He slipped them behind to her ass, which he firmly grabs and yanks her forward, leaving bruises. Ezra's hips grind against his; she moaned and tilted her head back, her body growing hotter.

     She broke the kiss and finally spoke. His smirk widened, while she was a panting mess. "H-Hurry it up already..." Malik growled and yanked her faded violet hair.

     "Be patient, or I'll chain you back up there and leave you." He pointed toward the chain covered wall, where she once hung. Ezra whimpered, but nodded. He had her right where he wanted her, and the stubborn and willful girl, was for once rendered obedient. "Glad we have an understanding." He bent his head down and took her right nipple into his mouth, giving it a hard suck, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. His left hand was placed on her left breast, squeezing and kneading it like he did before, however the right hand was making its way to her throbbing warmth.

     "Nnngh!" His finger traced her pussy's lips and clit. She shivered with anticipation, while he teased her opening. He smirked and trailed kisses up and down her chest, leaving bites on her delicate skin. Those hickies would sure to be an eyesore, ones she's glad she didn't have to explain. She bit her lip with embarrassment. Her reaction was perfect, a mischievous glint flashed in his royal purple orbs, as he looked into her desperate ones. Her breath hitched in her throat. He plunged his long digits deep inside her warmth, violently thrusting, and her back arching with loud moans escaping her.