[DETAILED NSFW]
A small smirk adorned Riven's face, and his expressionless gaze morphed into that of mischief, startling Emlyn. He walked towards the trembling boy and, reaching out, grabbed his bare wrist and pulled him to his chest.
"Teach... Mmff..." Emlyn was cut off by a sudden raw kisa, which grazed his lips, and without giving him a chance to adjust, Riven intruded his mouth. He ruthlessly devoured his insides, the intensity of the kiss leaving him gaping wide with saliva dripping down his lips.
"Ah!" Emlyn yelped in shock as Riven abruptly lifted him upwards, causing him to wrap his legs about his waist instinctively to avoid falling off.
He held onto the male's shoulder in a bid to regain balance, before glaring at him charmingly.
Riven's husky laughter reverberated against his ears as he unapologetically apologized, "Sorry."
He slid his hands into the male's underwear, garnering a moan, before harshly grabbing his soft buttocks, squeezing them playfully while enjoying the feel of it.
Emlyn bit into his neck in a bid to suppress the sweeping sensation. It was there again, that unbearable feeling that teleported one into a whole new realm of pleasure.
Riven's lips traced his body, licking and biting his ears, neck, chest, and nipples, while still playing with his ass.
"Teach... Come on... Please, touch me... Ngg..." Emlyn whined, coquettishly biting Riven's chin in the complaint.
He was immediately let down, and just as the panic filled him at the thought that Riven had gotten sick of his complaints, a large member was placed in his hands, and looking up, he met Riven, whose pale eyes gazed passionately at him.
Leaning into his ears, he gently ran his fingers through Emlyn's hair before ordering, "Suck it."
Bam!
Emlyn dropped to his knees in speedy compliance. He wrapped his soft hands around the male's thick girth, barely managing to circle it even with the use of both hands.
Sticking out a bit of his tongue, he lightly slurped its tip as if to test, and found himself stricken by a sudden excitement that coursed through him.
Opening his mouth wide, he stuck the whole tip inside, sucking and licking it, causing indecent slurps to fill the room— leaving Riven grabbing at his hair in a bid to control himself.
"Hah....." He gasped comfortably.
Emlyn's mouth was wet, warm, and soft, tightly wrapping around his desire and teasing his control again and again.
His silky dress had been pulled over to his waist, showcasing his alluring white butt, along with his desire which stood at attention. His panties had slid down further, hanging loosely under his butt and highlighting its plumpness.
Riven gasped in exhilaration. On one hand, he wanted to turn him over and fuck him that instant, but on the other, he wanted him to suck even harder.
Pressing Emlyn forward, the male smiled sweetly, the cute smile while holding the thick sword in his mouth, appearing a bit too provocative, nearly causing Riven to snap.
Emlyn took more of the length till it was halfway in, slurping, licking, and masterfully teasing the huge thing—leaving its owner gasping for breath.
Because it was too big for his narrow mouth, he compensated for the rest of the length, which wouldn't fit with his hands. Pumping and sucking at the same time, even sliding down to the balls from time to time, leaving Riven's leg feeling like jelly.
Riven frowned as he managed to maintain his balance. The male was good, a bit too good, the type that only came with experience, and for some reason, he found himself disliking the idea of him displaying such raunchiness with others.
Emlyn seemed to finally get the hang of the thing, and, having a dangerous surge of confidence, shoved the whole length into his mouth.
"Hss...!" Riven hissed loudly as he threw his head backward, tightening his grip on Emlyn's hair, leaving the male whining from the sting.
Tears ran down Emlyn's eyes, and he immediately regretted his decision. It was too much. His jaw hurt, his throat hurt— everything hurt.
He moved slowly, trying to accommodate the bulging thing that pulsed inside.
His eyes blanked out as he felt it getting bigger. For a while, he just had it stuck inside, without moving— drool dripping down from the corners of his mouth due to being stretched to his limits.
"Mmhm?! Mmgh!"
Abruptly, Riven snapped, and grabbing the rigid male's hair; he forced his member down his throat before pulling out with a 'pop!'
Before Emlyn could catch his breath, he shoved it in again, roughly. This went on for a while, with Emlyn gagging until his gaze became vacant, blankly staring into space as Riven manhandled him.
Emlyn's eyes cleared up, and he snapped out of his trance when a piping hot liquid flowed down his throat, forcing him to gulp it down till Riven was done.
The male sighed deeply in satisfaction before pulling out from his mouth and spraying the remaining on his face.
White honey dripped down Emlyn's pretty face, looking especially lascivious and scooping up the sticky liquid; Emlyn lewdly slurped it, licking his hands with a lustful gaze like the fluid was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted.
Riven gulped, how drastic—too much, Emlyn was just too much.
"Come here," he called out to him, gently pulling him upwards, causing the male to slightly stumble due to the lethargy of his legs, which came from kneeling a bit too long.
"Teach..." Emlyn muttered disorientedly, and before he could call out to Riven again, he was spun around and propped onto the wall with his butt lifted outwards.
"You're wet..." Riven whispered into his ears, lightly grazing his teeth against them, causing Emlyn to purr sensually, "N-no... Ha..."
Emlyn exhaled sharply as two fingers harshly entered his rear. He whimpered, trembling lightly as he clung onto the wall firmly with his upper body in a bid to stabilize his weakening legs.
Riven plucked the male's backside, enjoying the sight of the obscene organ twitching intensely with its owner's mewls getting louder with each thrust.
It was red and fleshy and its outside sparkled due to being drenched with slick. As for its inside, it was soft and wet, diligently sucking in his fingers, cocooning them firmly in a warm embrace.
The feeling transmitted to his member, leaving his desire increasing with each passing time as he plucked the narrow passage until it blossomed beautifully like a red rose.
“Ah~” Emlyn shuddered, lightly glancing at Riven, from across his shoulder with imploring eyes that effectively conveyed his desire.
Riven chuckled deeply, “Don't worry, love, I'll give you what you want soon.”
Hovering at the entrance, he began teasing Emlyn, pressing against the red organ before flicking it with his member, which had the person underneath flinching with each flick. He did this for a while until Emlyn cried, begging him to stop teasing him.
With a low laugh, he completely stopped moving, but just as the impatient male underneath him was about to complain, his words distorted into a shrill scream—Riven had finally thrust inside.
His eyes glossed over with a light trickle of drool dripping out of his aghast mouth before Riven pulled his head sideways into a passionate kiss.
He held onto the male's waist, pinching and caressing while simultaneously plunging in fiercely; leaving Emlyn's fleshy hips, jerking under the weight of Riven's moves—the rhythmic sound of skin-meeting skin echoing through the room.
Reaching towards Emlyn's nipples, he began twisting them, causing Emlyn to moan louder in between their interlocked lips. The male shuddered in euphoria as he entered a trance-like state, leaving him howling with a velvety voice thick with eroticism, arousing Riven even further.
The silky dress on the male, bobbed up and down along with the jerking of his hips, cascading onto his butt and covering up the connection between them. The light caress of the soft fabric along with its playful motion, which rode up and down Emlyn's backside, struck a teasing beauty, igniting the flame within Riven to burn fiercer.
He pulled all out suddenly, leaving Emlyn with a profoundly empty feeling before he plunged back in, deeper, rougher, and harder.
“Ah!!!” Emlyn shrieked thunderously at the feel of his prostrate being rammed into by a ten-inch-thick rod with the force of an avalanche.
His hips buckled but just as he was about to slide down, Riven lifted him, turning him about to face him—the twisting force from the spin leaving him gasping for breath.
As soon as Emlyn met the male's dim eyes and flushed face, his rationale briefly cleared up, and for a moment, he thought: ‘I'm in trouble.’ And just as he had predicted, he was.
Before, Riven had only thrust inside him without aiming for his prostate until the last stage, but now he has become more fierce, alternating between bullying his inside walls and abusing his prostate. Adding to their position, which made his dick fully buried inside, Emlyn had already moved on to a higher consciousness of pleasure along with Riven leading to their voices echoing across the room—a delicate alto and a deep baritone mingling in with their sex sounds, creating an alluring symphony.
The transparent gown fluttered prettily with each rough thrust, flashing and covering the lewd sight underneath.
“Let's climax together, love,” Riven suggested before reaching out to Emlyn's member, which had already become flaccid from ejaculating twice.
“Ugh, Ngg, so good, so~ good… Ohhh…”
He stroked it again and again until Emlyn nearly reached his peak before pressing against his tip, leaving him weeping in frustration. His thrusts became quicker and stronger, precisely aiming for his G-spot—which had him teetering at the edge of madness as he railed him into breathlessness.
“Stop… let me…”
“Wait a bit, love.”
“No… uhh….”
“Almost…”
“Ah… Mmphm…”
Riven kissed him deeply and then released.
“Ngg….” Emlyn shuddered, digging his fingers deeper into Revenge's back as the uncontrollable ecstasy filled him.
He bent his spine, throwing his head backward in a graceful arc, with his semen surging upwards like a water fountain. His eyes hollowed out at the soul-wrenching experience, and the warmth filling him up left him in bliss.
“Should we continue?” The abrupt questioning snapped him back to reality.
His mind was hazy to the extent that he couldn't make out the meaning of Riven's words despite very much knowing the language, so he nodded absentmindedly. This, he would end up regretting deeply.
The male walked him to his room, with his dick still inside, effortlessly fucking him while making his way to the abode.
As soon as he was placed on the bed, Riven became even more unhinged.
Finally tearing off the arousing nightwear, he fucked him in every position he could, from missionary to doggie style to cowgirl to lotus to spooning… You name it, until he passed out and woke up to the male still railing him like crazy.
“I'll die… I'll get pregnant… you don't want that… please let me go… let me go….” Emlyn mumbled light-headedly, with his hands pulled backward in a plane-like position by Riven while being driven through the throngs of intoxication, drifting in and out of sanity.
Riven merely laughed heartily, he only ever did when pistoning him into oblivion.
“Then we'll take care of it, I nearly forgot—as an incubus, you can get pregnant.”
Emlyn was far too gone to articulate those terrifying words, and as Riven turned him over to face him, his eyes caught a fleeting image of the male smirking evilly, and then everything went by in a blur.
Even though it should have been impossible, yet for some reason Riven's movements became worse.
Excited from the vague thought of Emlyn getting pregnant, he brutally persisted, doing so much till Emlyn puked while doing the hang-out of the bed position before passing out for good.
[ENDS HERE]
***
Thankfully, unlike before, Riven held himself back, and the deed went on only from that morning to the next.
Emlyn woke up with his body numb, feeling like hell. This time, Dina didn't cry, she just… accepted her fate. Leaping through all stages of grief into the last stage.
Zero, the fucking pimp, finally came out and congratulated her with the news that the meter had reached 60%, leaving Dina wondering if the 5% was worth going through such hell.
When Zero's sincere encouragement came, it became even clearer to her that she was being pimped out.
Emlyn's vacant gaze cleared up when a soft kiss was placed on his lips. He turned sideways to find Riven seated with a tray of food, donning his usual blank face.
“I'm sorry for not exercising control, you should eat,” he apologized softly.
Seeing the male also covered with traces he left, Emlyn felt somewhat satisfied, at least he got revenge…. Kinda.
With Riven's help, he propped up his numb body on the headboard and obediently stood still as Riven fed him. His eyes couldn’t help but wander across the male's body as he lightly admired him.
He was seated in nothing but a pair of Victorian pants. His whole body was ripped and every light movement he made seemed to flex his fitness.
His long and full white hair scattered across his shoulders to his chest, stretching out to his sexy thighs. Dina, the muscle freak, let out an inner roar and had to use all her self-control to stop Emlyn from nose bleeding.
Riven's eyes suddenly caught the purplish bruise on Emlyn’s waist and touching it had him flinching from the sting.
His eyes softened as guilt surged within them, “Sorry.”
He apologized again, more sincere than the first, “I'll try to control myself better next time.”
Dina felt complicated. On one side, she was surprised by so many different things about Riven. If anyone were to judge based on his indifferent nature, they would never assume he was just a cool guy who did what he wanted, was great at the deed, and knew how to take care of his partner afterward.
The only disturbing thing was that he was too good. No. He was way too good at it— to an extent that would leave one addicted.
On the other hand, she felt a bit unsatisfied knowing so little about Riven. It wasn't from the point of ‘I like him,’ but more from the point of ‘I think I'm a bit interested and want to know.’
This was the first time she had ever found herself interested in a fuck buddy, and of all people, it was the one who did it like he was trying to end his partner? Well, if it's for the mission, why not? She would slowly but surely learn everything about him.
“Teach,” Emlyn finally spoke, raising both his arms coquettishly as he beseeched, “I'm fine, but can you carry me while feeding? It's more comfy.”
Riven nodded calmly and leaning forward; he took him into his arms before placing him on his lap.
“You know you won't get pregnant from a semi-heat, only a real one,” Riven suddenly said.
Emlyn was confused for a while before it dawned on him, and when it did, he yelped with a red face, “Teach!”
Riven responded by blatantly ignoring him while still holding his expressionless gaze, pissing off Emlyn. That was when Dina remembered. This bastard had said he'd impregnate Emlyn.
Who?! Your mother!
Looking at the fuming male, Riven thought lightly, ‘How cute.’
Dina: (╬ ಠ_ಠ)
***
After eating, Emlyn was about to head to his room to read a few books before sleeping off when Riven called out to him.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to read some books in my room,” He responded calmly.
Riven gently caressed his underlids causing Emlyn to instinctively close his eyes, “Stay, I will get it for you.”
“Okay…” He muttered in surprise as the male left. Whoa… What the heck?
In the end, Emlyn, dressed in a fluffy shirt and pants, was placed in between Riven's legs, lying comfortably on his chest as they both read a book on the relationship between witches, magicians, and normal humans.
Dina constantly worried if she was too slow or fast for Riven but ended up getting so hooked on her reading she forgot her worries.
Eventually, Emlyn felt that the male behind him was a bit too quiet, and turning backward, he was blinded by the sleeping beauty, Riven.
Somehow, the man was so still while lying on the headboard that one would think he was comfortably sleeping there, but from the slight frowns he did from time to time, Emlyn could tell that he wasn't comfortable.
Keeping his book aside, he slowly removed Riven's loosened grip on him, turning over to shift the male to bed.
It was a bit difficult due to their size difference, but thanks to his strength, Emlyn managed to softly lower him to the bed, covering him with a blanket and then turning off the lamps— Leaving only the dim but bright enough lamp on the bed stand to finish his book.
A few minutes later, he was done, and placing the book down, he leaned over to Riven, kissing his head, and softly patting it before joining him in the blanket.
“.....”
“Wait, did I just…?”
“Habits,” Zero curtly replied.
“....”
Damn thing.
This was a habit with Jack that had never left Dina; it never really came, but perhaps due to the cozy atmosphere, it had suddenly kicked in.
‘Well, whatever.’
A few hours later, while sleeping, Riven noticed a bulge away from him, causing him to frown lightly.
With a slight tug, the sleeping Emlyn was brought into his arms. He mumbled, probably from having his sleep disturbed, before falling back asleep.
Finally satisfied, Riven slept off right after. The night was very peaceful, but the morning wasn't.