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I) Kiyoung
On the other side of the Continent, the honorary cardinal gracefully stood up at the end of a prayer meeting in the city square, he said his goodbyes, got on his precious griffon and made his way towards Lindel, the home of his guild.
Upon his arrival, he was greeted by his beloved “children '' and his dear Hyunsung, but he cannot afford to spend much time with them today, he had important things to do. Even if it broke his heart to see Hyunsung’s frowny face.
Kiyoung’s heart jumped with joy as he saw a beige coloured cardboard box on his doorsteps, disguised as a package containing important and fragile potion ingredients.
Of course, in his opinion, the object inside the box was much more special than any potion ingredient this Continent could offer.
He grabbed the box, hastefully walking into his room, locked the doors, and sat on his bed. With the practiced movements of someone used to opening things that he shouldn’t, Kiyoung’s hands quickly tore open the box to reveal the object he was so excited about.
With gentle movements, he held the huge 12 inch dildo in his hands, his eyes glowing with excitement. It was imbued with all the best functions, it could rotate, stab, shake at will, and fuck the user however they wanted.
The dick was dazzling, and the best part is, he modeled it after a certain black haired swordsman.
And no, it’s neither gay nor creepy, Hyunsung is a fine specimen of a man, anyone would want him, and Kiyoung - who lived in close contact with him - would obviously be affected by his perfect looks.
Kiyoung needs this to release some pent up frustration, anyone would do the same if they were him. Hyunsung was hot enough to make both men and women fall for him so there is absolutely nothing wrong-
“Hahh… what am I thinking..”
Kiyoung sighs to himself, laying on the bed like an operating table. He grabbed a bottle of lube on his nightstand and poured too much onto the dildo, his mind going wild with fantasies as he stroked it to coat the lube evenly all over the dick.
“Hehhehehe….”
The alchemist giggled to himself as he positioned above the dick before slowly lowering himself down onto its thick shaft.
“Ohh~...”
Kiyoung let out a soft moan as his body easily took half of the thing in, he caressed the small bump that formed on his stomach.
He grabbed a hold of the white coloured remote and turned it on, first using it at its lowest frequency.
“Guhhh… hngg…”
Kiyoung squirms at the uncomfortable feeling, the dildo slowly came in and out of his cunt, fucking him like an old man. He sighed in frustration before clicking on the highest level.
“A-Ahh!?- Eeek!”
Kiyoung threw his head back as the dildo started to move like it was punching his insides. With every thrust, Kiyoung let out another loud moan, his body shaking and twitching in pleasure as he pushed the silicone dick in deeper, wanting more.
“Y-ess… F-fuck… Yes… H-hahh… Gahh…”
His hips jerk on the bed as the pleasure builds and piles up in his guts, spilling out in the form of sticky, translucent cum, coating the sheets with his juices.
“F-feels gooodd~... H-haa… Mngh…”
He slowly sits up and uses his hands to push the dildo in and out while it continues to vibrate against his prostate.
“Yess… Yess… M-more… Hyunsung~....”
He moans mindlessly, moving his hand faster and faster, his fingers caressing and rubbing his clit, adding more to the addictive pleasure.
“H-ha- Ahhh! Hyunsung! M-more!~”
He thrusts the dildo inside even harder, until it starts to hurt as the tip stabs his stomach, the bump on his belly appearing and disappearing along with his movements.
“Huu… Urghh… Nghhh- Hahh…”
His hand gathered the slick sticking to his inner thighs and trailed up to his chest. His fingers get to work, pinching, twisting and rolling his right nipple…
“Unnghh! Ye– More.. mooree…..”
He starts drooling at the corner of his mouth, tears of pleasure slipping from his eyes. His thighs sake as a tight feeling runs up his legs as he orgasms with a whiny moan.
“G-gahh…. hah… Heheheh….”
He pulls the dildo out with a wet squelch, tossing it aside. His long, slender fingers move down to spread his sore, dripping wet cunt. A loud groan is pulled from his lips while he fucks himself with his hands.
He giggles, wiping the sweat off his brow as he starts to move the dildo again. Pushing it even deeper inside him, he feels the tip of the inhuman cock hit the back of his cervix and lets out a loud scream.
His hands pulled the dildo out of his aching pussy right before he could cum again. A chance to be completely alone like this didn’t come by often after all. He needed to savor this…
“Hah… Hahh… Huu..”
Kiyoung pressed the tip to his opening once more and pushed inside, his other hand moving to rub and tug at his neglected clit, making his body lean forward.
“God… Ahh…”
His sensitive nub was under attack by his own fingers as he pinched and pulled at it, rubbing it in small circles. He lets out a shaky breath, feeling the familiar feeling of an oncoming orgasm creep up his body.
Kiyoung curled his toes and bit his lip, his body awaiting the burst of ecstasy to erupt when he forced his hand to release his clit. He turned to lie on his side, curling up as he moaned in distress upon the denial.
“Urgh… Ngnhh… Guhh…”
He pulled the dildo out and rubbed it against his aching, sensitive clit, making sure to keep his orgasm on the edge of his grasp but never achieved.
“Aughh….” Feeling impatient, he plunged the entire shaft of the fake cock into his pussy “G-gaahhh!..”
His entire body arched up, invaded by the long-awaited orgasm. Kiyoung got on all fours and started to piston the dildo in and out of his body like a wild animal.
“Augh! Ahh!... A-hahh! Hyu-nn~...” He got out, feeling yet another orgasm coming up “I’m cumming! C-cumminggg!~..”
He kept his pace, a third and fourth orgasm hitting him like a train, turning his brain into mush. After the ride was over, his head fell back onto his pillow and his whole body collapsed. His face made a weird expression, crossing between a drunken smile and a grimace as he panted.
“H-uuu…. That….”
Kiyoung had no more words to say, he quietly pulled the dildo out and threw it on the floor, pulling his blankets up to snuggle, unable to move another inch…
II) Hyunsung
“Oh god… Oh Kiyoung, please forgive me…”
Hyunsung walks to his room, trying to act normal as his body is hunched over, hugging a small box to his chest. He fought back a few tears of shame once he sat down at the foot of his bed.
“I’m sorry… I'm so sorry. I’m disgusting… I’m sick…”
He dumps the contents of the box on his bed, looking at them. Toys, vibrating eggs, beads, vibrating dildos… He’s spending Kiyoung’s hard-earned money on things like these…
Yet, despite the shame and embarrassment that was quickly building up, forming a lump in his chest, he can’t help but get riled up from the sight.
“J-just once… Then I’ll throw all of these away.”
He quickly strips himself of his clothing, kneeling on the bed as he picks up a small vibrator. Oh Kiyoung would be so disappointed if he found out…
It was a chilly night, and Hyunsung left the windows open. The cold air flowing in and coming into contact with his skin made the Blue Guild master get goosebumps all over.
He slowly slipped his fingers up to his chest and started to grope them, flicking and twisting his perked nipples.
“Guh…”
Hyunsung tried to stop himself from moaning, it didn’t help that the winter air stiffened his nubs, making them easier to play with.
“Hahh… Hah… Kiyoung…”
His nipples feel puffy, and they burn a bit. They also itch really bad the longer he played with them, but it felt kind of good, so he kept going…
Hyunsung flinched when he roughly pinched his nipples with his thumbs and index finger, and he let out a small cry of pleasure while imagining it was his dear friend who was making him feel this way.
“O-oohh~... oh… Ahh… Ah~...”
He leans forward as the spot between his legs twitch, a bit of precum oozes out of his hole.
“O-oh no… oh noo… It feels good…”
He whines quietly, before his blue eyes dart towards the toys in front of him. His hands let go of his nipples to grab a pair of small pink nipple clamps.
“S-should I?....”
His hands shake slightly when he holds them in his hands, before he felt a irritating itch in his nipples, prompting him to clip them onto the small nubs.
“Ohh~... Oh…”
The clips gently clamped down onto his nipples, shaking them as they started to vibrate. His hands fall to the sides as he pants and moans in pleasure, letting out little noises, his thighs rubbing against each other as he finally turns to address the ache in his pussy.
He lies down on the bed, rubbing circles into his clit in a gentle, soothing motion. The pleasure builds as his lips part open a bit. He can almost see it, Kiyoung’s slender fingers, holding him, rubbing him to completion.
“Ahh… Ah~... O-ohh~... K-Kiyoung…”
His hands press harder, moving faster. He could feel his tiny clit getting stiff as he let out small pants, moans, and whimpers until he had a light orgasm. When he pulled his hand away from his red cunt, he coughed due to his saliva nearly going down the wrong pipe when he came.
“H-haa…. Oh no… No….”
As he looked down at his fingertips covered in his own release, a sense of guilt quickly bubbled up in his chest.
He just came… While imagining it was Kiyoung touching him….
And it felt good…
“Oh Kiyoung… I’m sorry…”
Despite the shame burning his face, Hyunsung moved to grab a small, curved vibrator. His hand presses the vibrating dildo against his hole, before he pushes its bulbous tip inside his pussy in a rough motion.
“Ah- Oww!...”
He whines and pulls it out, letting the vibrator fall onto the bed sheets. His hand quickly moves to rub and caress his cunt, knees curling upwards as if to protect himself from eyes that weren’t there.
He choked on a small sob and applied pressure to the area, rubbing it in hopes of soothing the sharp pain aching in his nether region. His pussy feels like it’s on fire…
“Hahh… hahh… oh- Kiyoung….”
Hyunsung calls out as if Kiyoung would appear right by his side and fix things like he always would. But at the same time Hyunsung would probably die from the shame and guilt if his best friend, and soulmate, knew what he was doing, what he was thinking when committing these shameful acts.
“ O-okay… Okay… Slow, slow…”
He picks up the vibrator again and rubs it against his pussy, too scared to try and insert it inside again. It was funny in a way, he went through worse, felt much worse than just a small, almost insignificant, pain. But the area he felt it in was so intimate that he felt as though the ache could rival some of his worst wounds…
Hyunsung continues to rub his pussy with the vibrator, feeling the pleasure wash away the tingling ache.
“Ahhh….”
He moans in relief, putting the shaking dildo off before on the bed again. His eyes turned towards a smaller, egg vibrator…
“This might work…”
Hyunsung mumbles to himself, holding the egg between his fingers. The plastic felt cold in his hands.
Hesitantly, he inserted the egg inside his pussy. A weak whine and a few tears slipped from the corner of his eyes when he felt the intrusion, as small as it was.
“H-hoohh…. Uhhn… T-this….”
He turns on the remote and lets out a shocked yelp when it starts moving inside him, his thighs shaking. He pressed his face onto the soft pillows, muffling his cries.
“O-oghn… Oohh~... Nghu~...”
He sobs at his shameful disposition, with his ass high up in the air, his twitching hole on display for the world to see. His hands clench the bedsheets as he felt every agonizing, pleasurable moment.
“Ah-Ahh!... Huu~...”
He clenched his hole, and with horror he realized that the egg vibrator had gotten way too deep inside him. He scrambled to turn around, sitting up while his hands darted towards his pussy to hopefully pull the small vibrator out of him.
“N-no… No no no… Noo please…”
His fingers dug inside of his cunt, scissoring his walls and moving wildly to grab a hold of the vibrator. But it was too small and too slippery, and he couldn’t get it out…
“Hic… Hic… Kiyouungg….”
He slipped his fingers out and sobbed, the egg vibrator still moving inside him, almost taunting him as its shaking send shivers of pleasure down his spine.
“H-huu… Huu…”
He put a hand on his lower stomach, pushing down as his fingers spread his hole open the best he could, and he pushed. Grunting and sniffling until he finally felt the pink egg from the tip of his fingers, wanting to get out.
“O-Oh… Ohh… Please… Ah-please….”
The vibrator peeked out of his pussy, before falling to the bed. Hyunsung collapses, his legs pressing shut as he tries to catch his breath.
“Hah… H-oh… Ohh~...”
He should get one with a string attached to it next time….
III) Jin Qing
Perhaps a seedy bar somewhere in the Red Light district wasn’t the most ideal of places to spend his weekend, but Jin Qing cannot give any less of a fuck currently.
The week had been awful at best and dreadful at worst, all because of that bastard Kiyoung and his stupid plays. It was one thing to stage yet another mini-disaster, but why did he have to get dragged in it?
… And why the hell did he even agree to the plan in the first place..
Jin Qing took another sip of his drink.
Alright, perhaps he had some fault in it, but still. Kiyoung was mostly the one to blame, after all, he wasn’t the one playing damsel in distress and throwing the entire continent into chaos.
The general grimaced as he put down the glass cup with a small clink. The drink was too sweet, sickeningly so.
He looked at the disgustingly pink drink with disdain, resisting the urge to just throw it on the floor. It ruined his mood completely, he spent money on that thing only to find out he couldn't even get drunk properly…
Hahh, why is it so hot today? He should’ve left his jacket at home…
Jin Qing quickly paid for his unfinished drink and walked out of the bar. Sighing as he felt the cold winter air on his skin, he stretches and makes his way home. How peculiar that he was still sweating, maybe the bar left the heater up too high…
Around halfway through, he started feeling weird.
His body still feels uncomfortably hot, even as the snow piles around him and he had already taken his jacket off, slinging it onto his arms. He barely took more than a few sips of his drink at the bar, and that certainly wasn’t enough for him to get buzzed so what-.
*Squelch*
Jin Qing stops dead in his tracks as he hears a wet sound coming from his own body. And hesitantly looks down to see that a wet patch had formed on his pants without him even noticing.
He snapped his head up and looked around in a panic, slumping his shoulders with relief upon realizing that no one aside from himself was on the streets during this cold winter day.
With quick and heavy footsteps he ran all the way back to the comforts of his own home, taking the fastest and least busy route available.
Jin Qing practically ripped the door open and slammed it close, rushing to his bedroom where he sat down on his bed and quickly took off his pants, cringing at the sight of his drenched underwear.
What the hell…
His body seized up as he caught a whiff of the fluid that came from his most intimate place, a blush creeping up his face as a horrible heat grew in his abdomen.
"H-hahh… huh?..."
His hands drift down to push gently at the sopping wet entrance, playing with the musky smelling slick that gathered there. A tingle of pleasure ran up his spine, more intense than it ever was before. He hesitated, wondering to himself once again if this could actually help him.
But the heat was getting more and more unbearable by the second, like lava was being poured directly into his veins, entrapping him with no escape.
It was overwhelming in every sense of the word, there was an itch inside that became more pronounced with every second that slipped by.
Jin Qing swallowed thickly, fighting back tears and his face grew hotter, if that was even possible.
It was just masturbation, he had done this plenty of times before. And yeah, maybe he never shoved his fingers inside of his body. It can't possibly be that different.
It’s just a finger…
Deciding enough was enough, Jin Qing shoved two fingers into his hole while the other clenched the bedsheets. Despite his previous confidence, he screamed, throwing his head back as his eyes went wide.
Moans, whimpers and choked noises slip from his lips, his hips pushed and pulled against his hand, his fingers digging deeper inside his crotch, mindlessly chasing after the pleasurable high.
“-Hieek!.. Uhgh-!”
His back arches as the pleasure mounts, the fingers in his cunt speed up, pistoning rapidly in and out of his hole with wet squelches.
“Ah!- No, nooo…”
“Ugh… ah…!!”
“Fuck- fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck~...” Jin Qing can barely choke out before his body tensed, hips stuttering. The wet walls around his fingers spasmed and clenched down on him.
He feels embarrassed by how loud he sounds, as his cunt squelches loudly with every thrust of his fingers.
He panted and whimpered, too lost in the pleasure to even remember his composure. His entire body was shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm, twitching weakly.
It wasn’t enough.
Jin Qing heaved a sigh of frustration, even after the mind numbing orgasm it wasn’t enough.
If anything, it made the ache worse, the heat underneath his skin grew hotter. When he tugged his fingers out, his hole clenched around nothing, feeling empty.
Tears of pleasure quickly turned into anger and frustration, his entrance hurt. It hurts but it’s not enough, and yet too much at the same time.
He shifted, sticking a pillow between his legs and grinding, hoping to find some reprieve from the stupid, stupid heat.
Every orgasm, every bit of pleasure he received was only momentary relief, before the wave of painful need came crashing back down to torment him once again.
It’s nothing short of torture.
He cries and moans, lewd, slutty sounds that he thought were impossible to make. Rubbing his clit raw against the pillow, to the point where it was painful to even move but his hips wouldn’t stop jerking forward.
“H-hahh... mmph… uhgh~…”
It wasn’t enough…
With weak movements, he crawled out of bed and took small, shaky steps towards his desk, panting like a dog as the heat in his cunt grew and grew until it felt like his insides were being roasted the longer he neglected to touch it.
He grabbed a hairbrush, tracing his fingers over the silicone handle as his mind went wild. Jin Qing lowers himself to the floor, spreading his legs and positioning the hairbrush to his sopping wet hole.
“Nnghh!~... H-hahh… hahh…”
A loud moan ripped from his lips as he pushed the hairbrush inside, a debauched smile creeping up his face as the handle scraped against the aching, wet walls, itching the places his fingers couldn’t reach.
Saliva flows from his mouth and his body convulses as he thrusted the hairbrush in and out with wild abandon.
“Shit! S-shit~... Ahh… h-hahh… Ng-nngh~..”
He pressed his hand against the front of his face and tried to calm his breathing, while his other hand pistons the hairbrush in and out of his cunt, clear liquid flying out, almost splashing onto the wood floors.
“H-ahh.. Hahh… Ahhh!~..”
His legs tenses up as something akin to electricity pulses through his whole body, and with absolutely no warning Jin Qing squirts all over himself, soaking up the floors and covering his thighs with his own piss and cum.
“Huu… ngh… h-ahh…”
The violent orgasm leaves him breathless as his hand falls to the floor, the hairbrush still penetrated deep inside his pussy, slowly being squeezed out of him before it falls down to the ground with a dull thud, splashing on the puddle of liquid.
Jin Qing’s cunt twitches and flutters around nothing, as his body shakes uselessly on the floor while he tries to stifle his noisy cries.
“H–... that… huu…”
Cumming so hard that you piss yourself sure has a way of breaking someone…
Humiliation was swift and brutal as he curled up on the floor, his hand moving to wipe the saliva that glued onto his flushed, sweaty cheeks. He struggles to take in oxygen as not a single part of his body feels like working, his brain is fried with pleasure, every thought slow and sluggish…
He… He just- with the hairbrush… Like an animal-!
He covered his blushing face with his wet hands, the smell of his own release filling his nose. He wanted to loudly curse out whoever drugged him, for that could be the only reason for the sudden neediness, but his mind couldn’t even think of the words to do it.
Much to Jin Qing’s dismay, it didn’t take long until his cunt started clenching, and that uncomfortable heat started to burn up his body once again.
“Fuuuckkk….”
Oh what a sight he probably is, he bemoans with a faint whimper, his body all flushed and weak with legs slick with piss and his thighs coated in his own bodily fluids.
Hesitantly, he reaches for the hairbrush again…