The B-Rank Hero Wanted Roleplay Sex, So She Brought a Promotional Costume ♥ (3)
Which hit harder — a man aiming for the womb and driving his cock home with a thrust of his hips, or a woman climbing on of her own accord, taking him in slowly, then slipping and slamming all the way down?
Impact, here, included the pleasure.
"Ah... nngh...?"
The latter, obviously. By a long way.
A thrust of the hips only carried so much of the one doing the penetrating — his strength, his weight, bound together. Slipping and dropping onto him meant her entire body weight spearing him straight into the womb.
When a pleasure too enormous to process flooded the body all at once, the body answered with tension and contraction, and for a few seconds it could feel nothing at all. That numbness was nothing but a cruel tease. Flesh and brain were only buying themselves a brief moment to brace for a pleasure they could not withstand.
And once that moment passed—
Clench♥ Clench♥
Her womb began to spasm like something unhinged, sucking and fluttering without pause.
"Oh—ghk♥♥"
FWOOOOSH!!!
She squirted with the pressure of a waterjet cutter, drenching Arang's abdomen in a cool flood. Head thrown back, body jerking, she blew out one enormous gush — and even after that she kept spraying in thin, pistol-like spurts, hard enough that he half-wondered if she might dehydrate.
...Is it really all right to keep going?
Drunk on the mood for an instant, even Arang felt a prickle of unease. Could she actually get fucked to death?
It passed. The longer he looked at her, the more slowly his hunger began to boil back up.
He wanted to ruin this worthless, sloppy-cunted Hero on his cock — the one who couldn't resist at all, who only twitched and leaked. He wanted her crawling beneath him, living on nothing but his cum.
"......"
The thought carried him that far, and in the end Arang moved.
Still buried inside her, he sat up, caught hold of her body, and turned them so she was underneath and he was on top. He laid her carefully on the bed, took her legs, and spread them wide as he settled in.
The so-called mating press. In manga and dirty stories, they called it the breeding press. It was more than enough of a position for breaking a woman on his cock and drowning in conquest and superiority.
But Arang didn't do the stupid thing and slam in at once. Pound her while she was still out of her mind and shaking, and she really might get fucked to death, or pass out, and he'd never get to watch her come apart.
So he prodded that soft womb with his cock, gentle, and waited for her to find herself again.
"Huu... haa... heok...♥"
The eyes she had rolled back slowly returned to where they belonged, and the heave of her chest — swelling on a gasp, sinking again — began, little by little, to ease. Not long after, she was fully conscious.
"Master, Masteeeer...♥"
She had forgotten they were even in the middle of a roleplay. Cooing, she tried to cling to Arang.
But ending it here would have been a shame. Just a little.
"An angel, a so-called agent of God, and you whimper over something this pathetic? Seems you haven't got a shred of pride."
"...!!!"
Arang simply went on with the roleplay as if nothing had happened.
Her eyes went round. As if she had remembered, all at once, what she had been in the middle of doing, she turned a fierce glare on him.
"...An insult to me is an insult to the light. I only let my guard down. A crude thing like this is noth— hiiik...!"
Pap!
He drove the cock he had drawn halfway out straight back in, striking that soft womb.
"Ohooot...♥ I— I was talking...♥"
"Is there some rule that says I have to wait just because you're speaking? Rules like that don't hold in this place."
He said it looking down at her, cold. The air of a predator that had already pinned its prey and was now crushing its last thrash.
"I'm done going easy on you. I'll drag you down into corruption."
"W-wait, just wai—"
Pap!!!
"Nnghoook♥♥"
Arang slammed back in before she could even finish.
The feeling of driving into that soft, yielding womb was nothing short of fantastic. Was this what it would feel like to fuck a firm, springy slime?
Pap! Pap!! Paaap!!!
From then on he took her like a dog, pinning her from above and driving down.
"Ohok♥ Stop, stop pounding meee♥♥"
She shook her head and thrashed, trying somehow to get away, but it did her no good at all. She had already given up the top. From that moment, her defeat had been decided. And Arang had no intention of stopping.
She can talk like that all she wants. The look she's giving me is dripping honey, begging me to fuck her rough.
Arang had known for a while exactly what emotion lived in her eyes. It was a roleplay, yes — but not even then could she hide what she felt while having sex, the most primal act there was. In the end she had fallen back into that primal shape and was spilling her true heart.
She's out of her mind for cock. Of course, begging for it at all hours is something I'll have to train out of her.
This was a relationship between a master and a being that followed its master. Nothing more. The order of above and below reversing — that could never be allowed.
He knew a relationship like this was wrong. But what else was there? First, he had to live.
I don't have a choice.
He had to survive. He had to stop the end of the world. And when it was done, he would meet the goddess and take his revenge.
Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap!!!
He hammered her with a merciless, unbroken breeding press.
Squelch! Squelch!!!
So much of her slick poured out that the obscene, wet sound of it rang through the room.
"Ohheuk...♥ Aheeek♥♥"
She could put on as solemn a face as she liked. A few thrusts of his hips and she fell apart. That expression, once an iron fortress, melted like a slime going soft; she rolled her eyes back and clenched down as if she meant to bite his cock clean off.
"Hoo...!"
Keep driving into her like that, and the urge to come rose by degrees. He had been holding it back for a while already. He couldn't hold any longer.
"Damned angel. I'll pour my seed inside you. Know it for an honor."
"...!"
The moment his cock began to twitch inside her, she reacted too.
"N-no, you can't...! Where do you dare put that filthy seed—"
Pap!!!
"Hiiiiit...♥♥"
"A female pinned underneath, doing nothing but squirting, doesn't get a choice. So take the seed quietly."
Squeeze.
Arang caught her throat and began to choke her.
"♥♥♥?!"
Hips driving in, hand closing on her neck at the same time — her mouth gaped, trying to form words, and nothing came out. Only when she was nearly past breathing did he let the throat go.
"Haa, haah♥ Haak...!"
She dragged in oxygen like a woman starved, gasping. Once she had come back to herself a little, he choked her again.
"Kehek...!"
Tighten, release. Tighten, release. He branded it into her. That here, in this place, the power to let her live or let her die did not belong to her. It belonged to him.
This time he set his hand on her neck lightly, tightening by degrees as he spoke.
"Well. Beg me to come inside, and I might not."
"...!!!"
At the whisper, her eyes went wide.
He wondered if he had sunk too deep into the roleplay. So what? That was what a roleplay was for.
Now. What will she choose...
Even if he came inside her here, a contraceptive would take care of it. It didn't matter. Played by the scenario, she would surely obey. The angel she had chosen to be was that kind of character.
But the move she made was one even Arang had not expected.
Squeeze!
She locked both legs around his waist and both arms around his neck. She pulled him in, and she whispered.
"I will never give up... no matter how much of that base seed you pour into me."
Like a warrior prepared to offer her neck to an enemy general, she burned with the will to resist all the way to the end.
I didn't think she'd take it this far.
He had expected the usual turn — she would listen, fall for the trick, and take his creampie. To steel her resolve all the way to the last moment instead... She clearly had no intention of letting this roleplay run so simply.
Pap! Pap!! Paaap!!!
In the end Arang drove his hips faster and harder, pounding as if he meant to smash her womb apart.
"Heuk...! Hiyaaak...♥"
She let out another coquettish moan and rolled her eyes back.
And in that moment—
Pap!!!
Splurt! Splrrt!!
Pressing hard into her womb, Arang began to come in earnest. The semen that had built and built burst unchecked down his urethra, filling her womb in an instant, then soon spilling from where they were joined — thick, heavy, soaking her ass and the bed.
"Hoo..."
After that long, long release, Arang drew his cock out of her.
"Heuk... heeek...♥"
She looked like an animal. A female beast, perfectly subdued by a single cock. The arrogant, cold angel was gone. Only a female remained.
I dragged it all the way out to the first load today, so this is where it ends—
"Hnnk... It's not... it's not over yet...♥"
He was about to climb off the bed and put an end to it when she barely pulled herself together, looked at him, and spoke.
"Since it's come to this, I'll fuck you to death and then kill you♥ S-so... you just keep shaking those hips like a monkey...♥"
"...Ha."
At the provocation, Arang climbed back onto the bed and set himself.
"Fine. Tonight I'll break those hips completely."
Pap!
"Hiiik♥♥"
It seemed tonight was going to run longer than he had expected.