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The evening is winding down and stomachs have been filled. The setting sun dyes the courtyard in various shades of reds and oranges. The pavilion lanterns have already been lit, warming the cool evening air ever so slightly.
Aether can’t help the fond smile as she watches Paimon snoring away in Ayaka’s arms. Such a stark contrast to her usual boisterous nature. Thoma is clearing away the empty dishes, humming to himself. Ayato, who insisted at the start of the dinner that she be seated next to him, is listening to Ayaka’s recount of her day accompanying Aether on her commissions.
Aether herself is content to listen while she nurses the Inazuman sake that Ayato offered her over the course of dinner. Thoma and Ayaka protested at first but caved quickly under the combined force of Aether’s puppy eyes and Ayato’s insistence that a cup or two wouldn’t hurt. Even Paimon got a cup. Though she only took a sip of it as she did not like the taste at all.
Nursing her second cup that Ayato poured her for dessert, Aether already feels tipsy, her cheeks dusted pink, and she’s glad that she’s been invited to stay the night at the estate. Camping out or making the trip to the city to find an inn to stay the night probably wouldn’t be a good idea. Even if she’s only tipsy. And Paimon is already asleep.
By the time Thoma is done clearing the table, save for her own cup as she’s still nursing it, the conversation between the Kamisato siblings comes to an end as well. Ayaka offers to tuck Paimon in, which Aether readily agrees to. She wants to take her time with the sake she has left and enjoy it for as long as she can. Archons know when she will have an opportunity again. Thoma and Ayaka excuse themselves shortly thereafter, leaving Aether alone with Ayato.
Silence descends on them. Aether doesn’t mind as she nurses her drink and basks in the warm tingle it sends through her body. Perfect for winding down after a long day of adventuring. Ayato doesn’t mind the silence either, taking the opportunity to rake his eyes over Aether. It’s something he doesn’t get to do often given his busy schedule and Aether’s travelling. It’s a shame really. He could feast on the boy’s beauty for hours and never get tired of it.
Ayato itches to take his gloves of, reach out and run his fingers through those golden locks. He wants to touch the sun-kissed skin exposed so boldly. Aches to lick across the side of the boy’s neck. His eyes flicker to Aether’s lips, watching him take a sip. He tongue darts out, wetting his lips, as the dark desire to kiss the boy breathless wells up within him.
Allowing his gaze to wander up further, Ayato witnesses the pure bliss on Aether’s face as he nurses his cup. An idea starts to form in his mind, his gaze darkening. The longer he watches Aether, the stronger his desire becomes. And with it, the idea plants its roots. He signals for one of the guards. A few minutes later, a fresh bottle of sake is places on the pavilion table.
Aether observes curiously as Ayato opens the bottle, noting the distinct lack of another cup. She wonders for a moment if he’s planning on drinking straight from the bottle. And discards the notion a moment later. It’s an absurd thought that someone as poised as Ayato would do that.
“You seem to be enjoying the sake, so perhaps you would like some more?”, Ayato offers instead and holds the bottle towards Aether. She blinks at him owlishly a few times, her tipsy mind needing a few seconds to process the offer. When it does, she looks at him with sparkling eyes. She’s delighted someone is finally allowing her the pleasure of alcohol.
“Yes, please!” Aether responds enthusiastically and holds her cup out. She doesn’t notice the satisfied smirk gracing Ayato’s lips, her gaze trained on her cup as it’s being filled. The moment he tips back the bottle to stop the flow of liquid, Aether brings the cup to her lips and sips on the warm beverage. A sound that is half sigh and half moan slips past her lips as the liquid slides down her throat.
Too occupied with her sake, Aether is unaware of Ayato’s hungry gaze devouring her. She doesn’t notice him shifting closer to her whenever he obliges with her requests for a refill by holding out her cup towards him either. At some point, she starts babbling about her adventures and Ayato listens with trained patience. Not that he minds listening to Aether’s beautiful voice. He actually enjoys it a lot. But right now, the built-up desire he harbours for the Traveller is smouldering beneath his calm surface, waiting to be satisfied.
By the time Ayato is sitting right next to her, one gloved hand resting on the exposed part of Aether’s back while he refills her cup, she’s too drunk to care. She downs the cup quickly, decorum long forgotten. A quick lick of her lips after swallowing and she’s already moving to hold out her cup.
However, this time Ayato doesn’t refill her cup and instead takes a swig from the bottle. Were she less drunk, she would have pouted. As it is, she merely blinks at him as he sets down the bottle. Then, that same hand that was holding the bottle earlier, tilts her chin upwards. She makes a confused sound, coherent words beyond her reach.
Lips press against her own, making her gasp in surprise. A moment later, sake filles her mouth along with Ayato’s tongue. Some of the liquid spills, dribbling out of the corner of her mouth and down her chin, as she hurries to swallow. With the hand on her back, Ayato tugs her towards him and onto his lap. Gasps can be heard from the guards stationed at the main doors. But Aether doesn’t hear them. Ayato simply ignores them.
The sudden movement leaves Aether’s already alcohol-hazed mind dizzy and her cup drops to the floor and shatters. Her fingers become entangled in his coat lapels in attempt to ground herself and stop the dizziness. Ayato slides his hand across her back and embraces her with arm, pressing her flush against him. The tips of his fingers slip beneath the hem of her trousers.
Aether feels hot and she’s sure, despite her drunk state, that it’s not just because of the amount of alcohol she’s ingested over the last hour. Unbidden, a moan she would be mortified about, if she were sober, escapes her. In her drunken state, however, she cares little for the behaviour she’s displaying. And Ayato clearly doesn’t mind. On the contrary. It spurs him on to deepen the kiss as he entwines his tongue with Aether’s.
When they break apart, Aether feels like her surroundings are spinning in every direction. Surprisingly, she’s not feeling nauseous. Spit is running down her chin and her vision is swimming a little. But it feels nice, sitting in Ayato’s lap, clinging to him and being held. The kiss was nice, too, if perhaps a bit overwhelming. She finds herself wanting more. Not trusting herself to move without missing her target or string together coherent words, she whines in an almost needy manner.
Ayato chuckles and dives in for another kiss. This time he doesn’t hold onto Aether’s chin. Instead, he slips his hand under Aether’s top. Since Aether already got rid of all the armour and extra pieces before dinner to be more comfortable, it’s easy for him to slide the top up and expose Aether’s chest. He brushes his gloved thumb across a nipple. Aether shivers and moans, making Ayato smirk into the kiss. Such a sensitive little thing.
Massaging Aether’s chest while rubbing the little nub under his thumb, Ayato finds that it isn’t as firm as he expected given how lean Aether is. Not as flat either. The flesh beneath his hand is soft and chubby. Who would have thought the infamous traveller hid a pair of tiny tits beneath that skin-tight top of his. It makes Ayato wonder what other secret Aether’s body might hold. But first he needs to the get the shirt off Aether.
The needy whines coming from Aether when he breaks the kiss to do just that are adorable and make him want to devour the boy even more, his erection straining against the confines of his trousers. He has half a mind to just rip the top off. In the end, he doesn’t need to as Aether is more than cooperative in getting it off. With the offending piece of clothing gone, Ayato gets a good look at Aether’s chest. Tiny tits, indeed. And cute.
Kissing along Aether’s jawline, Ayato massages the two soft, tiny mounds, drawing whimpers and moans from that tiny mouth. He moves from her jawline to the side of her neck. As much as he would love to continue playing with Aether’s soft mounds, his patience and restraint is starting to run thin. There will be time for that a later time.
While he kisses lovely marks of ownership onto Aether’s neck, his hands glide down. It takes him more than one attempt to undo the belt, which makes him growl lowly into Aether’s neck. She shudders in response and moans just a little louder. It’s perhaps the only reason he doesn’t just tear her remaining clothes off. Once the belt comes undone, he works on the boots. Surprisingly, their removal proves to be an easier task than the belt.
As soon as the boots are off, Ayato withdraws from Aether’s neck and drops a quick kiss on her lips while his hands settle on her waist. She chases after him and whines in both need and frustration when she can’t reach his lips. It’s a little infuriating when all he does is chuckle in response.
“Shush, Little Star. I’ll give you more in a moment. But for that we need to get you on the table”, Ayato purrs and squeezes Aether’s small waist. The promise of more placates her, but she herself has also gotten a bit impatient. She leans to the side and tries to reach for the edge of the table. Her blurry vision makes her miss the target.
Thankfully, she doesn’t have to make another attempt as Ayato helps her, moving her limbs until she’s bent over the table. The smooth surface of the table feels cool against her heated skin, giving her a little relief. A shiver runs through at the difference of temperature. Her head is still swimming and hazed despite lying down. She dazedly thinks that it’s half a miracle that she hasn’t passed out yet. Though, she can feel a hint of sleepiness starting to seep into the mix.
As Ayato sits back, he lets his hand slide across Aether’s naked back admiring the taut muscles beneath sun-kissed skin. For a brief moment, he wonders if Aether sunbathes naked since he can’t see any tan lines. But he pushes his curiosity to back of his mind for now. He’s already on his last leg of restraint. Satisfying his curiosity for more personal details can wait until he’s made this pretty thing his.
His fingers hook into the hem of Aether’s trousers. Anticipation fills him as he gently tugs on the garment, not wanting to disturb the beauty laid out in front him despite his waning patience. He slides the trousers down to Aether’s knees and when he looks back up to get his first glimpse of the Traveller’s exposed privates his eyes widen in surprise and wonder.
“Oya. What do we have here?” Ayato murmurs. More to himself than to anyone else. Instead of the small cock he expected to see, he’s greeted with a hairless, smooth pussy. It would appear his precious boy is actually a precious girl. A pleasant surprise if he is honest. He wants to make Aether his even more now with this revelation. And it works in his favour as well. He wouldn't have to worry about how to go about having an heir any longer since Aether will be able to bear him one. Or a few.
The trousers are tugged off all the way and put the side, joining Aether’s already discarded top. Ayato takes a moment to admire the Aether’s naked form laid out before him, cheek smushed against the table’s surface and face flushed with a delicate rosy blush. He’s looking forward to finding out if she’ll blush this prettily, or perhaps even prettier, without the influence of alcohol. The rustle of the guards shifting around at the door reaches his ears. He’s tempted to glance back at them to see their faces. Another time perhaps, though. Right now, he only has eyes for Aether.
However, Ayato doesn’t mind giving the guards something to watch. Doesn't mind them feasting on Aether’s beauty. The prospect of the four guards remaining in the courtyard and Hisashi, who he knows is watching from the shadows as always, bearing witness to him laying claim to Aether fuels the waves of desire rolling beneath his skin. As long as they don’t touch what is his, they can watch all they want.
Rising, Ayato shrugs off his jacket and plants a hand next to Aether on the table, looming over the girl, while his other hand glides along her leg from the ankle to her butt cheek with a feather-light touch. The touch sends her body quivering, and she whines in need for more of it. With a chuckle, he gives the soft flesh a squeeze.
“Such a needy little thing”, Ayato murmurs and slips his middle finger between Aether’s wet folds. The tip of his finger brushes over her clit. Aether’s body jolts and a moan tumbles from her lips as pleasure zaps through her body.
“Sensitive, too”, Ayato adds with a smirk. He wonders how much he can make her sing with his fingers alone before his patience and restraint runs out for good. Licking his lips in anticipation, he presses down on Aether clit and draws circles with the tip of his finger, uncaring of his glove getting soaked with her juices.
“Ooooohhhh～♡.”
And sing, Aether does. Moan after moan, soft but uncontrolled, spills from her lips. Her legs move apart on their own accord and her hips move to press into Ayato’s hand. Much to his delight. Her nails scrape against the smooth surface of the table as she claws at it. It feels so good. But she wants, needs more. She tries to articulate her need, but it comes out as a slurred moan.
“Moooaaaahhhh～♡.”
“Impatient now, are we?” Ayato purrs. Incoherent moans are the only response he gets as expected. However, he has no reason to deny his little star. Not with his patience and restraint waning and his little star pleading so nicely.
He gives her clit a little flick, which makes her yelp, before he slides his finger to her entrance and slips it inside. There’s a little resistance despite how wet she is, and a sound of slight discomfort comes from Aether. It makes him wonder. He leans down until his mouth is next to Aether’s ear.
“Tell me, Little Star. Have you ever been touched or touched yourself down here?” Ayato asks digging his finger into the fleshy walls of her pussy. Aether makes a sound that is a cross between a moan and a question as her drunk mind has trouble comprehending the words on the first try. Ayato’s teasing doesn’t help. He repeats his question slowly and waits for Aether’s mind to work through it.
When she finally does, she makes an odd noise that is followed by a wonky shake of her head. Ayato rewards her with a deep kiss while gently thrusting his finger inside her pussy. He’s thrilled with the new knowledge. She was already a splendid candidate before given her achievements and what she did for Inazuma. Certainly his favourite among the few individuals he’s been considering. But now she’s the perfect candidate to become his wife and bear his children. His ideal bitch.
Ayato slips a second finger into Aether’s tight pussy. The slight resistance pulls a delighted hum from him, while Aether whines and squirms in discomfort. He hushes her and claims her lips in another kiss to distract her as he starts scissoring and pumping his fingers inside her wet pussy. The noises of discomfort soon turn pleasured moans allowing him to slip in a third finger.
When he slips in a fourth finger, Ayato wonders if it will be enough considering how tight her pussy wraps around his fingers. Not that it matters much, if he’s honest. His patience is waning, and his cock is straining painfully against its confines. Her song of unrestrained moans doesn’t make it easier to keep himself under control either. But he’s sure his little bitch will be able to accommodate quickly. She is quite skilled and a quick study, after all.
He almost rips his fingers out of Aether’s pussy in his state of dwindling patience. She whines into the kiss, not liking the sudden emptiness, and tries to chase his fingers by pushing back her bottom. When that doesn’t yield immediate results, she starts squirming on the table. Ayato breaks the kiss with a chuckle and instead places a quick kiss on her cheek.
“No need to be upset. I am far from finished with you, Little Star. Now, be a good girl and hold still for me.”
She whines but follows his command. Her obedience is rewarded a moment later when gloved fingers spread apart her wet folds and something warm and far thicker than Ayato’s fingers presses against the opening of her pussy. She spreads her legs just a little more hoping it will entice him to hurry. An amused chuckle is her only warning before her pussy gets stretched to its limits and some more. It burns. But it burns so good. Evident by the loud moan that pushes itself out of her.
Above her, Ayato groans as he slowly forces his cock into her tight, virgin cunt, his hands moving to grab onto her hips. The tip of his cock pops into her cunt and, in a momentary slip of his control, he snaps his hips forward until his cock slams into Aether’s cervix. She screams beautifully, her body convulsing beneath him. Her tight heat spasms around his cock.
That’s all that is needed for Ayato’s restraint to break for good. There is nothing gentle or slow about the way he snaps his hips forward as he hammers his cock into Aether’s cunt, his gloved fingers digging into her waist to keep her in place. He’s taken a handful of people to bed for stress relieve when everything got too much, but none of them could ever hope to compare to the way Aether feels around him. No matter that his cock doesn’t fit fully into her cunt. As if she’s made solely for the purpose of taking his cock and being the perfect little bitch for him.
Aether screams and sobs and moans. It hurts so bad. She feels like she’s being torn apart from the inside. But there’s also pleasure as Ayato’s cock stretches her cunt open. And she wants more of that wonderful fullness that comes with having his cock burrow into her cunt with each thrust. All of that becomes a fuzzy mix in her already alcohol-clouded mind.
With each forceful thrust of Ayato’s cock, she slides back and forth across the smooth surface of the table. The friction stimulates her hard nipples, sending more whisps of pleasure through her body. She can also feel a pressure building in her tummy. But she’s not sure if it’s good or bad being too drunk to think clearly. The pressure builds and builds until something gives way. Or rather, two somethings give way.
“♡♡～♡♡♡!!!”
Another scream of pain and pleasure rips itself out of Aether as Ayato’s cock pierces her cervix and slides into her womb. At the same time, her bladder explodes and a hot, powerful stream of piss gushes out of her and onto the wooden floor beneath her. The pain of having her cervix penetrated and the pleasure of relieving her bursting bladder wash over her. She’s not pushed over the edge yet, teetering on it. But cute moans tumble over her lips one after another nonetheless as her body twitches under the onslaught of sensations.
“Nnnnggghhhh～♡♡.”
Too lost in the divine tightness of his bitch’s cunt, Ayato slams his cock into her a few more times before he registers the pungent scent suddenly permeating the air and realises she’s pissing herself on his cock. That doesn’t stop him from driving his cock into her wet heat. On the contrary. It sends a shiver of excitement down his spine pushing him closer to the edge. He will still have to punish her for making a mess without his permission after all.
“Bad girl. Look at you. Wetting yourself while having your cunt and womb bred by my cock”, Ayato moans into her ear with one last thrust, burying his cock as deep inside her womb as he can as he shoots his seed into her while imagining what punishment he will give her later. He grabs her chin with one hand and turns her face sideways, drawing her into a deep kiss while rocking his hips into her and riding out his orgasm.
Even as his orgasm is over and his bitch’s stream of piss is tapering off, Ayato keeps his cock buried inside her tight heat intent on enjoying the feeling of having her cunt wrapped around his cock while kissing her for a little longer. And she makes for a splendid cockwarmer, her cunt snuggly hugging and massaging his cock. It doesn’t take long until he’s hard again.
Only when he’s sure Aether has stopped pissing herself does Ayato pull out of her tight heat. Aether sobs and whines, not liking the sudden emptiness and loss of stimulation while being so close to the edge. Ayato merely chuckles and makes quick work of turning her onto her back, a surprised yelp interrupting her sobs and whines. He takes care to avoid the puddle of piss on the floor as he moves them to the side and sits down cross-legged on one of the sitting cushions.
With little effort, Ayato pulls an almost boneless Aether off the table and towards himself and impales her on his cock once more sliding all the way in with ease. She moans loudly, body quivering as she falls against his chest and her fingers weakly twist into the fabric of his jacket. He allows her a moment of respite as he tugs off his gloves and puts them aside.
Then, Ayato lets one hand run down her naked back while the other winds around her neck and tilts her face upwards. He dives in for another deep kiss while his hand settles on her ass and starts kneading the soft globe of flesh. As a little treat before he enacts punishment. Aether eagerly parts her mouth to allow him all the access he wants while her cunt squeezes around his cock, no doubt trying to entice him into fucking her properly instead of just having her warm his cock. And he will breed her properly later. But first he must discipline her after the mess she made.
A smirk steals itself onto Ayato’s lips and his Vision lights up, his water illusion manifesting behind Aether. He lets go of Aether’s chin without breaking the kiss and moves his hand down to grab onto her other ass cheek, while his water illusion hovers behind her motionlessly. For now. He indulges in massaging her cushy butt cheeks for a bit and starts kissing along her jaw line while he solidifies his special water illusion. With her mouth no longer occupied, her moans flow loud and clear.
Once Ayato is sure his water illusion is solid enough and equipped for the task he wants to use it for, he slips his fingers between Aether’s butt cheeks to part them. He rubs the tips of his fingers across her twitching asshole a few times before dipping in with two fingers and slowly spreading it open as he makes his water illusion position its own cock against the hole.
Aether squeaks as she feels fingers push into her asshole and a cold wetness press against her bum, confusion breaking through the haze. But she has no time to dwell on it, her squeak abruptly turning into whimpers. The wetness, surprisingly solid, burns as it pushes into her asshole. She tries to squirm away. Not because she dislikes the burn or having her asshole fucked. But in her current state, she would prefer to have whatever is pushing into her asshole pushing into her pussy instead and stretch her even more.
However, strong arms keep her in place preventing her from getting away. She can’t articulate her desire either, her mind unable to form clear thoughts among the haze of pleasure and alcohol. All she can do is to clench her ass and try to push out the intrusion. To no avail.
With another glow of Ayato’s Vision, the water illusion snaps its hips forward, pushing a sob out of Aether as it buries itself deep in her ass. A hiss escapes him, Aether clenching around his cock with an iron grip. She whines and wiggles in his arms as best as she can in protest.
“Now, now. You made a mess without my permission, so be a good girl and take your punishment. If you behave I shall reward you later”, Ayato purrs into her ear. She whimpers but stops her wiggling in response. She can try to be good and patient if it means he will give her more. More of what, she’s unsure herself. All she knows is that she wants more of everything he’s been giving her so far.
Seeing that his lovely bitch is heeding his words, Ayato digs his hands into her hips to keep her firmly in place and seated on his cock. His Vision lights up. Not a moment later, his water illusion withdraws and slams its watery cock back into Aether’s ass, punching a startled moan out of the girl. He makes the water illusion set a fast and strong pace, his Vision pulsing in tandem with its thrusts. All the while, he keeps her impaled on his cock unmoving, his strong hold ensuring she can’t budge even a millimetre. No matter how much she wriggles or how strong his water illusion drills into her ass.
“Nnggghh-aaaahhhh～♡♡♡.”
Such lovely sounds his bitch is making each time his water illusion forces its cock into her ass despite her earlier protests. Music to his ears. He wonders what sounds she might make should he fuck both her holes in earnest at the same time. Or perhaps stuff her cunt with both his cock and his water illusion. The ideas make his own cock twitch and begin to harden again. Dipping his head down to nipple at her neck, he considers making either that particular fantasy come true before the night is over.
“Aaaahhh～♡♡, Aya~aaaahhh～♡♡♡, Ayaaatooohhh～♡♡♡♡♡. Mooooore～♡♡♡.”
And with that, Ayato decides to follow through with the latter idea as Aether starts to squirm his hold and clenches rhythmically around his hardening cock. The other idea gets shelved for another time. For now, however, he is going to make her come from having her ass fucked by his illusion. Only then is he going to breed her properly.
Having finished the last of his duties and seen the girls to bed, Thoma is on his way to call it a day as well. Or that was the plan until he realised that neither Ayato nor Aether had gone to bed apparently. And quite a bit of time has passed since he left them at the courtyard pavilion. A frown of worry mars his face as he makes his way to the main entrance.
The door clicks open. He’s barely pushed it past being a finger wide open when his ears are assaulted by loud moans. It spurs him into action and he throws the door open, startling the poor guards standing on either side of it. In his sudden bout of worry, he does not realise that there is likely no danger if they are still standing at their post. Nor does he catch their flushed faces or their fidgeting as he breaks out into a run. Their attempt at stopping him, aborted due the stimulation trying to move gives the hard cocks between their legs, also goes unnoticed as he rushes down to the pavilion, where he can see Ayato sitting. But he can’t see Aether anywhere. At least until he's almost at the table and his brain starts to catch up.
Thoma almost trips over his feet as he skids to halt almost next to Ayato. He face goes as red as his jacket and a strangled sound leaves his throat. Which is apparently loud enough to get the attention of Aether. Aether, who is sitting stark naked in Ayato’s lap while being fucked by a water illusion created by said man. Aether, whose eyes are teary and clouded over with arousal as they look at him. Aether, who is a girl and moaning shamelessly while drool is dripping down her flushed cheeks.
“Ayaaaooo～♡♡♡.”
Aether’s mangled moan of Ayato’s name pushes Thoma’s brain into rebooting.
“I, I am s-so sor-sorry, m-my lo-lord-“, Thoma tries to stammer out an apology, eyes flitting everywhere in an attempt to keep them off the obscene sight in front of him.
“Nonsense. I don’t mind. After all, we have had an audience from the start”, Ayato chuckles as he noses the top of Aether’s head. “Isn’t that right, my lovely pet?”
Another moan leaves Aether as her arousal-muddled brain tries to process the words spoken to her. And as she does, her eyes wander around, catching sight of Thoma first, and then peer over Ayato’s shoulders with some effort, letting her see the two guards station at the main entrance. The realisation hits her with the force a Mitachurl’s axe being swung at a target in a fleeting moment of clarity.
She whines in both shame and unexpected arousal as it sinks in that people have been watching her behaving like a needy bitch for her master, losing her virginity and pissing herself. The unexpected wave of arousal that comes with the realisation and a well-timed thrust of Ayato’s water illusion sends her spiralling. She moans, spasming around the cocks inside her as clear fluid gushes out of her soaking cunt.
“Feel free to take a seat, Thoma. The night is still young after all”, Ayato hums as he releases Aether’s hips from his bruising hold and instead drapes one arm leisurely around her, while his other hand gently rubs up and down her back as she rides out her second orgasm. Thoma, overwhelmed by the situations as a whole and still somewhat lost, can do nothing but follow his lord’s invitation and takes sits down. Close enough that he could reach out and tuck the loose strands falling into Aether’s face behind her ear. Not that he dares to do so.
Not a moment after Thoma has taken his seat, Ayato’s Vision stops pulsing with light and with that his water illusion disappears as well at the same time Ayato pulls his own cock out of Aether’s tight cunt. The loud whine, bordering almost on a wail, spilling from her in response startles Thoma with its intensity and draws a amused chuckle from Ayato.
“No need to despair, Pet. I’m far from done with you. However, I thinks it’s time to give our audience a better view, don’t you think?”, Ayato purrs with barely hidden excitement. Aether, still drunk on her orgasm, moans at the promise of more pleasure. The second half doesn’t even register. All she can think about is that delicious pleasure and pleasing Aya-, no, her owner. He called her pet after all. Therefore, he is her owner. And so, she remains pliant as her owner shifts her into a different position as he moves around. Not that she would have any strength left to move herself anyway.
She’s barely aware of her surroundings aside from the warm body of her owner as she’s coming down from her high. Drowsiness washes over her and she would have probably fallen asleep if not for the abrupt sensation of being sat down on Ayato’s hard cock once more, the large appendage easily sliding back into her womb. Her head falls back against his shoulders with drawn-out moan, eyes barely opening, as her legs are being spread apart by his.
Ayato leans back against the table settling one hand on her hip once more. The new position gives the two guards at the main entrance a direct view of his pet’s spread cunt. Though he doubts they can make out any details from that distance. With the other hand, he motions for Thoma to scoot forward a little so he can get a better view as well, the man obeying his suggestion silently with a still flushed face and trying to avoid looking at them. He wonders briefly if he can push his retainer to do a little more than just watch.
Settling his unoccupied hand on Aether’s hips as well, Ayato rubs the smooth skin as he recreates his water illusion. He lets it hover in front of them, his hand sliding down until the tips of his fingers reach his pet’s soaked and twitching cunt. His fingers slip in with ease despite the tightness thanks to Aether’s overflowing cunt juices and his cum, drawing a small moan from the girl. With a leisure pace he pumps his fingers in and out of her cunt.
“Mmmmmhhhh～♡♡.”
With what little energy she has, Aether spread her legs farther apart, as far as her body will allow her, in hopes of enticing her owner to follow through on his promise quicker. Her efforts only earn her a chuckle, making her whine and pout. She doesn’t have the energy to do much more, though, still drowsy from her most recent orgasm and the alcohol yet coursing through her body.
Beside them, Thoma sits still like a statue trying and failing to look away, the squelching sounds of his lord opening up Teyvat’s beloved hero’s most intimate place pulling his attention back every time. His body is stiff, back straight like board, as he tries to ignore the increasing tightness of his own trousers. He catches himself licking his lips as his gaze flits across Aether’s face, spotting her half-lidded, unseeing eyes glazed over with arousal. Shame flushes his face further. But he makes no move to get up, body rooted in place.
“Mmmoooaaaa～♡♡. Pweaaaasssss～♡♡♡”, Aether manages to moan out feebly clenching her pussy around her owners cock and fingers. Her hands manage to come up to hold onto Ayato’s upper arms. Another chuckles reaches her ears, but before she can force another needy whine out of herself, he stills his fingers, spreading open her pussy a little more instead.
“How can I refuse when my lovely pet is asking so lovely”, Ayato purrs as he manoeuvres his water illusion to press its cock against Aether’s dripping cunt. He slips his fingers out until only his finger tips remain to keep her cunt spread just enough that his water illusion will be able to push inside with some effort. Leaning down, he kisses her cheek. The only reprieve he gives her before his Vision lights up and his water illusion snaps forward and forces its cock into his pet’s cunt.
Ayato’s moan at the added tightness is drowned out by Aether’s scream as her cunt is stretched so sudden, her owner’s fingers not having been nearly enough to prepare her. It hurts so good, the coolness of whatever has forced it’s way inside her a stark contrast to the burn of her cunt. Her body twitches with shocks of pain and pleasure, fingers clawing at the fabric of her master’s sleeves and cunt spewing more juices.
“Oya? Did my lovely pet just come from having a second cock forced into her sloppy cunt?”
“♡♡♡～♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
Seeing as his darling bitch doesn’t mind a little pain, Ayato gives her no time to adjust. He grips her hips, lifts her up with ease with how light she is and slams her back down on his cock, making his water illusion move in tandem with the forceful pace he sets. His reward are beautiful moans flowing from the lips of his pliant bitch a she’s bounced up and down on his cock. Such a lovely melody.
An opinion Thoma unknowingly agrees with despite the fright Aether’s scream gave him moments earlier. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on one’s point of view, he was too slow and Aether started moaning like bitch in heat by the time his brain caught up. His ears are filled with a symphony of Aether’s moans and filthy squelches as her cunt is stretched open by two large cocks.
Fingers twitch as he groans under his breath, the tightness in his trouser starting to become unbearable. He shouldn’t find his lord fucking his friend out in the open of the courtyard arousing. He really shouldn’t. He should be even less tempted to touch himself while witnessing said scene. Yet, he can’t stop his hand from sneaking its way towards the hem of his trousers.
But the more Thoma listens to Aether’s wonderful moans, watches her cunt stretching round his lord and his water illusion’s cocks and her debauches face with her tongue hanging out of her mouth, the more his resolve crumbles. Until his hand slips beneath his clothes and brush against his hard length subconsciously. The jolt of pleasure is the last drop to drown his resolve and shame, a heated moan slipping past his lips.
With his resolve and shame swept away, it doesn’t take Thoma long to use is unoccupied hand to undo his trousers and push them and his underwear down enough for him to pull out his pre-cum leaking cock with a sigh of relief as the pressure lessens. Then he leans back a little, bracing himself with that same hand, while the hand around his cock squeezes lightly, pulling forth another moan.
Settling on a leisure pace, Thoma moves his hand up and down his cock, thumbing the tip to spread his pre-cum across his cock to make the slide easier. His eyes flicker back and forth between Aether’s stretched and swollen cunt and her debauched face as he pleasure himself, his hand squeezing rhythmically while it moves up and down. Grunts and low moans tumble from his mouth.
It’s at that moment that Ayato chances a quick glance at his retainer, a satisfied smirk stealing onto his lips at the sight. He dips his head down and nudges his pet’s face to the side making her face his retainer before kissing up her neck until he reaches below her ear.
“Such a good girl you are. Making our audience enjoy themselves with what a good pet you are being”, Ayato murmurs into her ear. Aether, whose mind is has yet to leave the haze of arousal and drunkenness, takes some time to process her master’s words. Even has her gaze lands on Thoma not far from them.
Bit by bit, what she’s seeing filters into her mind, the pieces slotting together at a snail’s pace. Thoma’s flushes face. Piercing green eyes fixed on her. A gloved hand pumping a hard cock. It clicks. Thoma, her master’s loyal retainer, is getting off to her being fucked like a needy bitch. She moans headily as shame and arousal crashes over her, her cunt clamping down on the cocks inside her while expelling bursts of her pussy juices.
“♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
“What a slutty bitch such a good girl like you can be. You just came earlier and again now from seeing Thoma masturbate while watching your cunt being stretched wide and your womb being fucked by my cock and my water illusion’s cock”, Ayato groans into her ear, her grip around his cock almost sending him over the edge. But not yet. He’s going to breed her in the proper position for a bitch in heat.
With that, heedless of his bitch still being in the throes of her orgasm, Ayato wraps an arm around her tightly, switching from bouncing her on his cock to rolling his hips, while he pushes himself off with his other arm. His water illusion solid enough to cushion Aether as he flips them over, so he doesn’t have to worry about her crashing into the hard floor. Her cheek smushes against the illusion’s chest, still turned to look at Thoma, and her chest presses against its cool abdomen. Ayato presses himself against her back as his hand settle back onto her hips.
“Since you’ve been so good for me, I shall breed you like the bitch you are, filling you with my seed until you carry my heir”, Ayato growls, fingers digging into her supple flesh once more. She can barely get an appreciative moan out before he rights himself, lifts her hips up and starts fucking into her with a brutal pace contrasting his illusion’s slower pace.
“♡♡♡♡♡～♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
Unfettered moans flood from Aether’s open mouth, tongue hanging out as drools drips down her cheek and disperses into her master’s water illusion. Her body is still spasming uncontrollably from her latest climax. And yet the overstimulation is too much and not enough, the delicious contrast of the water illusion’s cool cock sliding back and forth at a leisure pace and her master’s hot cock fucking into her almost brutally as they pierce her womb repeatedly pushing steadily towards the cliff once more.
The lustful green eyes fixated on her only nudges her along further. As does the sight of her master’s retainer fisting his cock as he continues to watch her being bred like a bitch. She feels so full, so well stretched, each thrust of either cock only serving to intensify the sensations as the pressure mounts again despite her last orgasm just ending. Until her master slams his cock into her womb with a deep growl and an unprecedented ferocity.
“♡♡♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡♡♡～♡♡♡♡♡!!!”
The pressure explodes into waves of intense pleasure, stars sparking in her vision and her cunt gushing with a flood of her pussy juices, at the same the first spurts of her master’s hot seed pours directly into her womb. The water illusion continues to leisurely fuck her through her orgasm while her master pumps her full with his seed, breeding her as he promised. Her limp body spasms weakly and her vision starts to swim as she’s finally been pushes past her limit. The sight of Thoma’s full body jerk as cum shoots from his cock, the sensation of her master still pouring his seed into her and the feeling of satisfying fullness are the last things that register in her mind as darkness drags her under.
Ayato sighs with pleasure as his orgasm abates. He wraps his arms around Aether as he dissolves his water illusion into a regular puddle of water and carefully manoeuvres her around to face him without pulling her off his cock. It takes some effort, but he manages. No longer plugged up by two cocks, some of his cum drips out of her as gets onto his feet. He uses the leftover water from his illusion to wash away the worst of bodily fluids on the wooden floor and dumps it all in the nearest bush. Then he turns to Thoma, who is still recovering from his own orgasm.
“Please clean up the remaining mess sometime tomorrow”, Ayato tells him as if he doesn’t have Teyvat’s beloved traveller still hanging of his cock after fucking her unconscious out in the open in his courtyard with Thoma, several guards and at least one member of the Shuumatsuban watching. He doesn’t wait for an answer and starts walking towards the main entrance. A unreadable smile is thrown at the guards as he passes them and slips through the still open door making his way towards his private chambers.
Once there, Ayato lays his pretty pet down on his futon, his cock still buried deep in her cum-filled womb. After all, he meant it when he said he was far from done with her and that the night was still young. He rolls his hips and is rewarded with a weak moan from his lovely pet. Aether truly is the perfect bitch for him. Responsive even as she is dead to the world around her. And so, he sets about breeding her thoroughly throughout the night, pumping load after load of his seed into her as she slumbers on.