Mizuyuki's Point Of View
Mizuyuki woke with a start, he was a little disoriented. He picked his phone up off the nightstand to check the time. It was 6:43am. Mizuyuki stretched and then paused. His body shuddered at a deep sensation. He tried to get up, but a large arm coiled around his waist and pulled him close.
"Ah! What the fuck!? You better be awake, or you're a deadman!" I said, desperately trying to pry his hand away.
The unbelievable bastard in question, still had his dick inside my body. To make matters worse, it was increasing in size. The residual semen left inside acting like a lubricant.
"Why? Why the fuck are you still inside me, bastard? Take this ridiculous thing out of me right damn now!"
In response, the arm tightened around my midsection and his dick thrust into me deeper, causing the air to rush from my lungs.
"You are unbelievable! Uhh... stop! I know your... Ah! Awake! Stop this already I want to get up!"
The right arm around my abdomen, snaked up my chest to my throat. Instead of resting there however, it tightened, the dick inside me filling me completely. It robbed me of air and speech.
"Ngh! Hngh!"
'Seriously, what a bastard! I'm sore as hell right now. Just how long does he think we fucked last night? Sadistic Pervert!'
I had only gotten two hours of sleep, max. If you can call it that. Truthfully I passed out, but I slept nonetheless.
The hand around my throat loosened and pushed me further back towards his chest.
"You passed out again, I showed incredible restraint. Also, instead of using a plug I opted for a more, traditional method. You should be praising me for taking such... good... care... of you!"
"Ah! Uhh... Hngh!"
Stephen's words started to mirror his thrusts. He ran his hand up my throat and slid his middle and ring finger into my mouth. He rubbed my tongue, my gums, under my tongue, and then slowly rubbing the roof of my mouth. His fingers using sensual movements stroking one after the other slowly, in a finger walking motion.
My body shuddered at the sensation, and Stephen's dick got bigger. He grabbed my dick with the hand taken from my mouth. The slippery wetness heightening the pleasure in strong ripples. I could feel my body clench around his massive erection begging for release.
"It's ok Mizu... cum for me... I'm cumming too." Stephen growled in my ear, thrusting harder each time. My body wasted no time detonating the bomb inside me.
Hearing him give me permission was a trigger of sorts, but hearing him growl my name and cum inside me was a pleasure I hadn't known I needed. It was enrapturing, I was sure I had become addicted to it.
Stephen slid his semi-hard dick out of me, and then effortlessly scooped me up and headed for the bathroom. I was throughly exhausted, I could barely lift my arms. My head gave up the struggle first, resting tucked into Stephen's bulging bicep and chest.
I couldn't tell when it started, but it was so relaxing in his arms. I always became immediately drowsy when he held me like this. It was like my body trusted him, before the rest of me could even catch up.
Stephen sat me in the empty tub, then grabbed a remote and began pushing buttons. Soon water rushed into the tub from the left, right, and from above. Then a calming smell of cinnamon and lavender permeated the air.
Stephen removed his boxers and climbed into the tub, after momentarily scooping me up again. He positioned me in his lap while the warm water climbed higher and higher.
He slowly cupped water and brought it to my hair gently getting it wet. Everything was so soothing I drifted in and out of consciousness. He lathered down my body with a soft, yet coarse loofah. Scrubbing my fingers, arms, chest, but he paused when he got to my neck.
He ran a soapy finger over all the bite marks and hickeys that marred my body, making me shiver. It hurt, but it excited me all the same.
"I need you to stay still for a moment. I know your sleepy but I need you to listen this time. Stay as still as you can."
"W-Wha– AH!... Ungh!!"
I grit my teeth against the unfamiliar pain racking up my spine. I gripped the side of the tub, trying to steady myself. He had inserted four of his fingers and spread my hole to its limits. Then he began using said fingers to scrape out any remaining semen.
"Hurts... Stephen... Agh! N-No... Please!"
He cupped water in the palm of the hand inside me, using it to slosh out any excess. My eyesight wavered continuously.
"There it's over now Mizu. It had to be done in such a way. The other way would have inevitably made you cum. Ultimately resulting in me putting my cock inside you, again." He said kissing my temple.
"Next time make sure I'm unconscious. That really hurt." I mumbled weakly.
It was a logical technique instead of a practical one. Stephen just chuckled and stood up with me in his arms. He grabbed a towel off the rack by the door, handing it to me. While he continued to walk out of the bathroom with me in his arms, and him in the buff. I dried my face and chest. Then rung out my hair as best I could, and lay the towel over me trying to conserve heat.
"What would you like to wear Mizu?"
Stephen asked, snapping me out of my fussing.
I realized I was in a room surrounded by clothes, shoes, ties, watches, and sunglasses. Everything looked ridiculously designer, down to the underwear and sweatpants. I looked around again confused by what I was seeing.
"I didn't intend to have you naked your entire stay, but you were just so damn sexy in my shirts. I had some people take the sizes of your clothes into account and had them select a collection you would need. Pick whatever you like."
I was flabbergasted, the more I looked inside the more I realized we were just further into the walk-in closet. I never walked the full length since nothing would fit, and immediately donned a decent button up shirt I found instead. The embarrassment of not walking into Narnia when I should have, made me red in the face.
"At first I thought you saw it before I could show you, and you hated everything, since you only wore my shirt and threw most my clothes around. But the more you asked for clothes the more I realized you probably didn't see it."
I just buried my head in my hands, and pressed myself against his chest.
'So fucking embarrassing!!'
"I'll look around later when I can move freely. For now I don't mind a Hoodie and sweatpants." I said, too embarrassed to remove my face from his chest.
"Haha... yes, of course. Sit here." He chuckled placing me down on a soft round chair in a corner.
There were so many varying colors and styles. It was overwhelming, so I stared in a daze. Stephen made quick work of finding me an outfit. Placing all the items in my lap and picking me up again. I was dazed out of my mind by the time we left the closet. I could faintly hear Stephen talking but it was an inaudible mumble to my ears.
"Zu?... Yuki?... Mizuyuki!?"
"What? Yes?" I looked up at him, bemused.
Then I glanced down at myself I was already dressed, and my legs were wrapped around Stephen while he sat on a tall stool, and he was also fully dressed... Most shocking of all, he was currently brushing my hair while I rested my head on his shoulder. I must have fallen asleep.
"Yes? What's wrong? I'm sorry I fell asleep."
"You did nothing wrong, I was enjoying myself. However, we have company." Stephen said, lifting my head off his shoulder and swiveling around a little to give me a better view of the door.
My mouth went dry and my sleepy haze left me in an instant. Tall, tanned, blood red hair, and piercings all over. He too had a terrifying aura, and he was staring at me with an inexplicable look on his face. I reflexively tightened my legs and arms around Stephen.
"Relax, Mizu. This is my second-in-command, Sebastián Mason. You wanted to meet him didn't you?"
I relaxed a bit at that but I didn't let go, and Stephen hadn't stopped brushing my hair. It was ridiculously soothing, and also making me sleepy all over again.
"I apologize young master. Mr. Mason didn't want to wait in the parlor, as requested." The winded butler said, reaching the door trying to look fine.
"I practically grew up in this house. Why would I need to wait in the Parlor Room?" Sebastián asked, walking into the room and plopping down on a sofa.
Stephen stood up abruptly, eliciting a soft gasp from me, and I tightened my hold around him.
"It's fine William. Luckily he just missed the window of indecency. Thanks for trying old man." Stephen said, waving off the butler before he too plopped down on the opposite sofa from Sebastián.
He didn't release his hold on me even then, but the sofa was less comfortable than the stool, in terms of leg space.
"Mizu... can I continue brushing your hair? It's fine if you go back to sleep." He asked, with a sexy smirk.
I gave my permission. He might not have realized it yet but him brushing my hair was doing wonders for my anxiety. I couldn't even remember the last time I fell asleep in someone's lap, not to mention the hair brushing.
He gave me light kisses all over my face, then placed his face in my neck taking a deep breath, then released it on a growl while licking and nibbling my skin gently. He pushed a fleeting kiss against my lips while I fell forward to his chest. He then resumed brushing my hair, sleep already seeping in to claim me once more.
"Now then Sebastián, give me your report."