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Antler & Fur

Fandom: Ikemen Prince (otome game)

Featured Character: Keith Howell (both)

Genre: Erotic romance

Rating: 18+

Word count: 2900

Description: Dark!Keith gets to go first, and is in the mood to get kinky~ Once he's had his fun, Nice!Keith finishes off the night.

This wing of the castle is a ghost town these days.

My footsteps echo on the polished tiles, smirking at the emptiness. The rooms down this hall above and below have all been converted to daytimes offices and storage rooms. No one dares to step foot in them after dinner.

Why?

The ghost of course.

I smirk as dozens of memories fill my mind, and hasten my step. The feared phantom is waiting for me.

Walking into our bedroom, my eye is drawn to the desk where the lamp is lit, my diligent wife hard at work even as the moon rises in the evening sky.

She looks over her shoulder as I enter, and I watch with great amusement as her expression shifts from a pinched brow, to a happy smile, to widened eyes as I turn the lock.

"Such a good girl, working so hard, hm?"

While we've been married for months now, she is still shy, slowly rising from her chair.

Though I know several other reasons why.

Number one. We've been planning for tonight for several days now.

Number two. She may not have known whether the night would start with me.

Number three. One look into my eyes and she knows that she's just been locked in a room with a beast.

Her wide eyes don't leave me as I approach. "Y-yes. It's been a busy day."

"Hm?" I stop in front of her, watching as she fidgets with the fringe on her shawl. Reaching out, I grasp the edges of it and pull her close to me. "Well then, good girls deserve rewards."

A thrum of excitement runs through me having caught my prey. She won't leave my grasp until the sun is high tomorrow. Wasting no time, I lean down to kiss her.

She clutches my jacket, moaning sweetly as I deepen the kiss. As I crowd her back to pin her against the wall, she gasps, allowing me to push my tongue into her mouth.

The stress of the day melts away as I focus entirely on the soft body pressing against mine. Impatient, I toss aside her shawl and forcefully spin her around to unlace her dress.

"Ah! K-Keith!" She puts her hands against the wall and half hides her face in them like a cat.

The sight makes me chuckle. "Aren't you adorable, kitten?"

She shrinks further, making a tiny noise of embarrassment.

"Ha. Cute." I hastily unlace the ribbon, leaning down to pepper kisses along her nape, only slowing down as I push the gown off of her shoulders. The expensive fabric pools at her feet, and I start pulling the pins from her hair.

When her long tresses are finally free, I run my fingers through it, making her groan.

"Ah, that's always so nice."

Again I turn her towards me, kicking her dress aside while I do. Looking into her more relaxed face, I kiss her again. She starts unbuttoning my jacket as I undo the clasps on her corset.

Breaking the kiss, she mutters, "Your boots," as she drops to her knees.

I remove my coat and shirt before picking her up and tossing her over my shoulder. She shrieks and grabs onto my arm.

"Come now, kitten, when have I ever dropped you?"

Throwing her down on the bed, I climb over her, smirking. "You know I'm plenty strong enough."

She blushes prettily, evidently too overwhelmed to reply with more than a nod. And so I set to work removing the rest of her clothes.

Once her skin is bare, I reach for the ropes attached to the four posters of the bed.

Capturing her wrists and ankles in the loops, I watch her expression. "Are you ready for this?"

Through the delicate skin on her wrists, I can feel her heart racing. But she nods. "Y-yes. I trust you."

"Good. Remember that. I'm not gonna go easy on you. Safe word?"

"...Yellow, my lord."

Damn that's hot... I take a moment to admire her laid out before me, naked and bound, trembling slightly - from anticipation and nerves both.

Grabbing her chin, I lean in close. "You like this, hm? Being so small and helpless to me. I can do anything I want to you right now.

Somehow she manages to blush harder. "...You know I do."

"Mm." I dive in for another kiss, conquering her mouth as I strip off the last of my clothes.

Lowering myself down, I let some of my body weight rest on top of her. The feeling of her nipples rubbing against my chest makes me growl into her mouth. Already getting hard, I let my cock rub against her thigh.

She squirms and writhes in the ropes as I begin to touch her, trailing my hands over her most sensitive spots. Her throat, the gentle slope of her breasts, her waist, her hips. Then I hook my hands under her knees and force them further apart.

She gasps and whines, and I smirk at the sheen of slick coating her folds.

"Look at how wet you are already. Does this mean I should tie you up more often?"

I let her legs stay open as I lean down to kiss and suck on her nipples. She arches against me, searching for some sort of pressure against her cunt. But I don’t oblige her.

"Patience, sweetheart. I'm going to be pounding into you until you're raw, so don't worry."

She mewls at my words, gasping adorably every time my tongue flicks at her pink tips.

I gently knead the hyper sensitive flesh between my teeth. "Who's your master?"

"Ah! You are!"

I finally reward her by bringing a hand down between her legs. After stroking her most delicate spots, I finally touch her soaked slit. Feeling her arousal makes me moan, and I tease by dragging my fingertips back and forth from her taint to her clit.

"Master....!" she cries softly.

"You like this pet? How about this?" I move up to kiss her, watching her reaction as I push two fingers into her tight hole.

She groans and furrows her brow. My fingers are much thicker than hers, after all. Shivering at the sudden intrusion, she writhes more, whether to get away or chase more, I can't tell.

The sound her body makes when I begin thrusting my fingers is positively sinful. Her tight, wet walls squeeze me relentlessly, the velvety feel of it making me raging hard.

Knowing my patience is at its end already, I start scissoring them inside her, occasionally rubbing against her most sensitive spot.

She cries out louder, her hips bucking against my hand. The ropes keep her from moving away, and I wrap an arm around her waist to force her down harder.

Her body wracks in pleasurable agony as I work her up to the edge. Once I feel the beginning spasms, I quickly take out my fingers, grasping her chest with a wet hand as I shove my cock into her.

She gasps and whines, brow furrowed at the burning stretch as I force myself in and start immediately thrusting.

But I know her body, and it works. The stimulation is enough to finish the job and send her over the edge.

Her eyes water as the undulating waves of pleasure wrack through her. "Master! Mmh!"

I hiss in ecstasy at the ungodly tight squeeze of her shaft, throbbing hard round me. Focusing on fast, shallow thrusts, I viciously work her through her high.

The ropes and my arm holding her body down beneath me force her to take every bit of pleasure.

I groan, gritting my teeth as she suddenly squeezes me harder, a gush of her juices coating our thighs.

Watching her eyes roll back, I smirk in satisfaction at having broken her so quickly.

Now we can just lose ourselves to the unbearable pleasure and forget the rest of the world.

I lean down to kiss her neck and suck at her throat as I rock my hips against her, slowly forcing in the rest of my length until it all fits inside her.

"Such a good girl. Taking my cock so well."

Her reply is a strangled sort of cry that makes me throb.

"Good girl."

I've made her so oversensitive, I can feel her approach the edge yet again.

"Gonna cum again, pet? Cum all over me and let me take you," I pant out.

She buries her face in my chest, her body and mind too lost in pleasure to try to keep up a rhythm with me.

Bucking and arching wildly, she tips over the edge again, and I can't help but lose myself too as she screams.

Thrusting hard and fast, I abuse her tiny hole to reach my climax, pumping her full until I can't thrust any more.

Leaving myself inside her, I find a way to rest on her chest. She's heaving, gasping and moaning, writhing against the ropes and under my heavy body. But she doesn't complain.

I rub her waist and breast comfortingly as we come down. Lazily, I finger her nipple and massage the soft place where her hip meets her thigh.

"Did so good for me, kitten. Letting this big beast take you."

She moans, whimpering pitifully.

The sound turns me on further, and I start to get hard inside her again.

Her dazed eyes look up at me pleadingly as I shift, pulling her hips into my lap. The way her eyes cross when I start thrusting down into her makes me laugh.

"Listen to you. So loud, hm? So wet and submissive for me~"

This new angle lets me see myself bullying into her soaked pussy, and I hiss in pleasure at the sight. Her hair splayed against the bed, her kiss-swollen red lips and nipples, her writhing against the onslaught of the pleasure I'm giving her.

Watching my thick length disappear into her stretched hole over and over drives me feral. I redouble my efforts, holding her body still as I ravage her. She seems so small compared to me as I manhandle her in my lap into a better position.

Her gasps and cries never get old, "Master! Please," she sobs prettily, "I can't..."

"You can't take it? I think you can. You take it so well every time I give it to you. Even when you're bleeding."

She whines and tries to hide her face in the blanket, to no avail.

"You'll be my good girl and take whatever I want to give you, right?"

Whimpering as I go even deeper, she throws her head back. I smirk, holding onto her hips tightly, only just shy of leaving bruises.

I let my own head fall back, relishing in the feeling of her body, listening to her endless sounds of pleasure.

When it's finally getting to be too much, I move my hand to rub at her clit.

The sudden stimulation shocks her, making her scream out loud. Her hips buck against mine, and she pulls on the ropes binding her wrists so tightly I'm nearly afraid she'll hurt herself.

She wails in ecstasy as I force another orgasm from her. I bite my lip hard to hold on to my own release as her pleasure goes on longer than usual. I groan at the effort to keep thrusting and rubbing without bursting, watching her sweat-slicked body writhe and spasm at the force of the climax.

Finally the obscene squelch of her cunt drives me over the edge. I let myself moan out loud as I pump her full for a second time.

Careful to not crush her, I collapse beside her, glancing down to watch the sticky white seed pour out of her abused hole. Desperately, I pull her into a messy kiss. We're both breathing so hard that it's nearly impossible, moaning and mewling against each other's lips.

I reach out with a trembling hand to stroke her damp hair. "Such a good girl. Took me so well, kitten."

She whines softly and nuzzles against me. "You went so hard today."

Pulling back a little, I meet her eye, a little concerned. But she shakes her head, still panting.

"It was amazing."

Her words let me relax a little. "Good. I'm still not done with you. But I guess I have to leave him a little bit."

Feeling suddenly exhausted, I kiss her once more. "See you tomorrow, love."

"Goodnight, master." She grins, sucking on my tongue.

I try to hold on to enjoy one last second, but the weed is determined, and everything goes dark.

-~-~-~

Coming into things like this is overwhelming.

I lay beside my wife whose hands and feet are bound in black rope, her skin and hair drenched in sweat, a... considerable mess between her thighs.

Seeing her chest still heaving from exertion and the tears still wet on her face, a noise of panic escapes me.

"Ah! M-my love are you alright?" I frantically reach out to brush her hair and tears away.

Her smile melts through the tension. "Yes. I'm fine. Are you?"

I nod and hastily reach over to undo her bonds. But as I do, my... arousal brushes her legs, making more of a mess.

"...Oh! Oh dear. Forgive me."

She shakes her head and takes a slow breath. "Never mind. It's all right."

Once her ankles are free, I am left sitting over her, viewing the mess that he made of her.

I swallow hard. "He was awfully hard on you, wasn't he? Do you think...?"

She bites her lip and closes her legs, rubbing her thighs together. "I think so. ...If you're gentle."

My expression softens, and I climb over her. Softly caressing her skin, I kiss up her body to her lips.

"My darling wife."

"Keith..."

I kiss her tenderly, slowly, massaging her trembling muscles. Too eager for my own good after seeing her so undone, I gently part her thighs.

"May I? Or we can wait. I don't want to rush you if you need more time to recover from... everything he did to you."

She wraps her arms around my neck and nuzzles my cheek. "I can't even think right now. Do whatever you want. It's alright."

Her words snap the last of my self control. Slowly, I align myself with her and slowly press in.

Her warm heat envelops me, the slick from her previous lovemaking making it easy to slide all the way in. The pleasure makes me groan rather pathetically, and I arch into her, kissing her face.

"You feel so good," I whisper. "Forgive me for rushing."

She mewls and clings to me harder as I slowly rock against her. "Just- ah! Just take me."

So I thrust a little harder. I reach between us to fondle her breasts, softly rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her noises in my ear drive me to distraction, and I can't help but go a little faster.

Wrapping an arm around her waist and hitching her leg tighter around my waist, I hold her tightly to me.

"Keith! S-so big... so good."

"Ah! You make me lose my mind. So perfect for me..."

As her moans and whines pick up in pitch, I change the roll of my hips to better stimulate her clit. Once her hips start jerking off the bed, I know I've got the right angle.

I push her to the edge, going faster and harder until she cries out. Holding her close, I keep her hips still, drawing out her pleasure longer. Her fingers entangle in my hair, and she chants my name until her whole body goes limp beneath me.

Feeling my own release building, I kiss her apologetically. "Almost there, darling, then I'll let you go."

She nods. "I-it's okay. It's too good. You're... ah!"

With her final permission, I chase a high of my own, filling her to overflowing with my love.

Finally, I pull out, looking down at her gorgeous form. Still breathing hard, I move back. "Let me get you cleaned up."

Before she can protest, I leap up, trying to hide the shake in my own legs and I fetch a damp cloth from the dressing stand to take care of the... considerable mess.

She watches me with hooded eyes as I clean between her legs. Clearing my throat, I hastily return to get another rag to run over her heated skin.

"Are you sure you're alright? I don't know how many times you... went tonight. And I was rougher than usual."

Smiling sweetly at me, she traps my hand atop her chest. "Keith, it was amazing. I'm fine I promise."

"You do so well for us, sweetheart." I set the cloth aside and crawl into bed with her. Pulling her close, I kiss the top of her head.

"I don't mind doing the aftercare with you, you know. But I do want to be the first sometimes. We'll have to talk to him about it."

She laughs at my pouting and pulls me close enough for a kiss. "Of course, darling."

Reaching down, I pull up the... rather damp blanket to cover us.

As the silence settles over us, our racing hearts at last settling, I rub her arm comfortingly.

"...You know we both love you, right?"

"Yes, I do."

"...Good." Her breathing evens out, and I still my hand. "Don't you forget it."

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