Hurts So Good
Fandom: Gundam 00
Title: Hurts So Good
Genre: Smut
Characters: Sumeragi/Allelujah
Spoilers: None, really
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Sumeragi has unconventional sex with Allelujah. (Written for the S2 kinkmeme)
Hurts So Good
"Say it." She gave his hair a good, hard yank to emphasize her point.
He hissed at the painful sensation, threatening to lose his hairline at the root. "I want it."
"What is 'it?'" She emphasized her question wit a playful poke, plastic head pressing against his orifice without actually penetrating.
"I want to feel that big thing you have strapped to you inside me." He was practically whimpering at this point.
"Do you want me to take my time--drill you nice and slow--or do you want it fast and hard?"
"Th-the second," he fumbled around the words, his tongue suddenly feeling three sizes too big for his mouth. He loved it when she abused him but even he had his limits. He was already fully erect. He needed release. "Fuck me hard. Fast."
"What was that?" The hand in his hair gave another tug.
"Mistress," he bleated desperately. "Please fuck me, Mistress. Fuck me like a whore."
"'Fuck me like a whore,'" he could practically hear the smile in her voice. "Oh, I love it when you talk dirty. It's nice to hear you know your place." He felt the pressure on his anus again and he sighed happily, knowing what was coming. "But because you asked so nicely--"
She plowed into him brutally. He nearly shrieked himself hoarse at his rectum being filled so forcefully. She took great pleasure in playing with her toy, enough that sex acts he once thought improbably now came easily to him, but that first, mericless thrust would never stop hurting. If it did, then it would lose half its charm.
She rode him hard, nails digging into his bare shoulders. He half-sobbed, half-whispered her name into his pillow as she reached down and around, taking his swollen member into her hot little hand and pumping like the world's greatest piston. With such expert technique at her disposal, she had worked him to the precipice of orgasm in no time at all. And that was where she became truly devilish.
She stopped stroking his shaft and punishing his rectum. She had come to a full stop, stroking his hair and murmuring sweet nothings to him. It was mostly about how he was her toy, to do with as she pleased because he had no use beyond her sex slave, and that she would cut his balls off if he ever thought about sleeping with someone else.
He took it all and begged for more. He was her property, her plaything. He would do anything for her. "Just please let me come, Mistress."
"Only because you're a good boy." And then she was fucking him like an animal, all but stabbing him with the massive dildo while her hand became a blur along his penis. With a quivering cry, he cried her name, shooting a wave of his semen into the sheets. At long last, she pulled out, leaving him to quiver at the sensation of the vacant hole.
"You were really into it today, weren't you?" She asked in a conversational tone as she tossed the condom into a waste bin and slipped out of the strap-on harness. "I guess that means you're going to be extra rough with me."
"Of course," he scoffed, drying his tears as he rolled a condom over his resurgent erection. His brow suddenly knitted in anger. "Look at the mess you made on the sheets. What are you going to do about this?"
"I-I'm sorry. You know I get carried away."
"Oh, please" he snorted, seizing her by a fistful of hair. "You're only good for sex, like a bitch in heat. I'll have to treat you like one, too." To stress his point, he threw her on the bed, rubbing her face in his fresh ejaculate while his free hand took his member firmly in hand.
"I love it," she moaned into the soiled sheets. "I love it when you treat me like this, Master."
He drove himself into her with all the force he could muster.
It was a give-and-take relationship.
Title: Hurts So Good
Genre: Smut
Characters: Sumeragi/Allelujah
Spoilers: None, really
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Sumeragi has unconventional sex with Allelujah. (Written for the S2 kinkmeme)
Hurts So Good
"Say it." She gave his hair a good, hard yank to emphasize her point.
He hissed at the painful sensation, threatening to lose his hairline at the root. "I want it."
"What is 'it?'" She emphasized her question wit a playful poke, plastic head pressing against his orifice without actually penetrating.
"I want to feel that big thing you have strapped to you inside me." He was practically whimpering at this point.
"Do you want me to take my time--drill you nice and slow--or do you want it fast and hard?"
"Th-the second," he fumbled around the words, his tongue suddenly feeling three sizes too big for his mouth. He loved it when she abused him but even he had his limits. He was already fully erect. He needed release. "Fuck me hard. Fast."
"What was that?" The hand in his hair gave another tug.
"Mistress," he bleated desperately. "Please fuck me, Mistress. Fuck me like a whore."
"'Fuck me like a whore,'" he could practically hear the smile in her voice. "Oh, I love it when you talk dirty. It's nice to hear you know your place." He felt the pressure on his anus again and he sighed happily, knowing what was coming. "But because you asked so nicely--"
She plowed into him brutally. He nearly shrieked himself hoarse at his rectum being filled so forcefully. She took great pleasure in playing with her toy, enough that sex acts he once thought improbably now came easily to him, but that first, mericless thrust would never stop hurting. If it did, then it would lose half its charm.
She rode him hard, nails digging into his bare shoulders. He half-sobbed, half-whispered her name into his pillow as she reached down and around, taking his swollen member into her hot little hand and pumping like the world's greatest piston. With such expert technique at her disposal, she had worked him to the precipice of orgasm in no time at all. And that was where she became truly devilish.
She stopped stroking his shaft and punishing his rectum. She had come to a full stop, stroking his hair and murmuring sweet nothings to him. It was mostly about how he was her toy, to do with as she pleased because he had no use beyond her sex slave, and that she would cut his balls off if he ever thought about sleeping with someone else.
He took it all and begged for more. He was her property, her plaything. He would do anything for her. "Just please let me come, Mistress."
"Only because you're a good boy." And then she was fucking him like an animal, all but stabbing him with the massive dildo while her hand became a blur along his penis. With a quivering cry, he cried her name, shooting a wave of his semen into the sheets. At long last, she pulled out, leaving him to quiver at the sensation of the vacant hole.
"You were really into it today, weren't you?" She asked in a conversational tone as she tossed the condom into a waste bin and slipped out of the strap-on harness. "I guess that means you're going to be extra rough with me."
"Of course," he scoffed, drying his tears as he rolled a condom over his resurgent erection. His brow suddenly knitted in anger. "Look at the mess you made on the sheets. What are you going to do about this?"
"I-I'm sorry. You know I get carried away."
"Oh, please" he snorted, seizing her by a fistful of hair. "You're only good for sex, like a bitch in heat. I'll have to treat you like one, too." To stress his point, he threw her on the bed, rubbing her face in his fresh ejaculate while his free hand took his member firmly in hand.
"I love it," she moaned into the soiled sheets. "I love it when you treat me like this, Master."
He drove himself into her with all the force he could muster.
It was a give-and-take relationship.