#velkoz x reader

[vewyscawy]

I’ve Seen Enough Hentai to Know Where This is Going

Pairing: Vel’koz x f!reader

Wordcount: 2425

Tags: Multiple penetration, anal and vaginal sex (or fingering, really?), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, tentacles, not beta read like always

Summary: Vel'koz wants your knowledge as a Summoner, and he's going to do whatever is in his power (outside of harming you) to get it out. Even if that something is something very beneath him... or maybe getting you to make those sounds is not making him dislike it as much as he thought. Hm, that needs to be studied...

Tentacles surrounded your body, mapping your skin and invading your clothes. You'd been wandering around when the creature had found you. The creature you knew as Vel'koz, one of your summons.

You had been away from the league for a bit, trying to get your bearings after the mind blowing sex you had every time you tried to start a battle, and you needed a little break. The moment you decided to come back though, you were found. And not by any of the ones that had claimed you before, not any of the ones that had seemed interested in your body; no it was Vel'koz, and he had only seemed interested in picking your brain.

When you hadn't given him the answers he wanted however he had changed tactics.

"What knowledge would a Summoner like you possess," he mused, "Why don't you share them with me, hm?"

Lying through your teeth that you knew nothing you tried to get away from him. He had you held with his tentacles, arms and legs spread, and held up quite a ways above the ground. Thankfully he wasn't hurting you, or doing anything strange to get the information out of you (yet), but you weren't that comfortable in this position.

"Vel, let me go!" you yelled, upset that he wasn't listening to you like he would in the Rift. The rules of being a Summoner were strange, and though they couldn't hurt you, or really... do anything against your will per se, there still seemed to be some leeway to do this kind of shit.

"I don't think I will. You possess knowledge that I want to get my... figurative hands on, Y/N. Why keep it to yourself? I would have taken it by force if I was able, so why don't you give me something out of the good of your heart."

"I will do no such thing! Summoner knowledge is not something for the ears of Champio-" his tentacles had started pushing into your body, your face was squished against the wall at an uncomfortable angle, and the bits of you that weren't manhandled were touched so gently it tickled you, cutting off your sentence. "Put me down right now before I get mad!"

Vel'koz seemed to sigh. The Void being racking his brain on how to get you to talk without doing anything to harm you in any way. There had to be a way he could get you to let down your guard, he was sure of it. He was interrupted from his thoughts by little giggles and squeals you made, and he stopped touching you for a second, just observing as you squirmed in embarrassment at his stare. He poked your side, and you flinched away, making a loud shriek, and he chuckled.

Oh, that was kind of fun.

Maybe he could exhaust you like that, while enjoying your squirming as well.

"What was that you said, Summoner? I couldn't quite hear you. You're going to have to speak up." then to himself, "the fleshling seems to think squirming can make it escape from me, how cute."

"Stop, I-" you tried to tell him off, but he had found out that you were ticklish, running his tentacles down your side and poking your neck. A multitude of embarrassing sounds escaped you, as you wiggled and tried to get away to no avail. "Vel, st-" no sentence was finished as his onslaught became more insistent. Chuckling came from the beast floating in front of you.

"Hm, maybe I'll stop if you can give me something in return."

"I'll never, AHAHAHA-"  laughter took over as the poking and prodding became more intense, limbs moving and wiggling under your clothes now. "Before I'll- ahhaaa- tell you any-... thing, I'll pee on you first- sto-hahahaha! I can't control myself-"  you were barely making any sense to yourself, quickly losing control over your body as he continued his onslaught.

"Hm, that wouldn't do," he mused, slowing just a tad on his attacks, just enough for you to catch your breath a little, and then decided to change his course of actions. "Gentle stimulation on the outside of their skin makes them laugh and lose control over their bodily functions. I'll have to keep that in mind."

He enjoyed your squirming. Usually he wouldn't let his prey squirm that much, after all he only wanted one thing: their knowledge. One thing he was certain of right now though, despite your struggle you were enjoying yourself, and honestly... so was he. He had to remain focused on getting you to spill what you knew, but your noises, your struggle, your expressions... they were a reward in themselves. Lost in thought he hadn't realized his tendrils moving slower and slower under your clothes, your reactions changing from flinching away to slightly leaning into the touch. Oh, that was even different still. Your face was red, and your lips were pressed together. Now no sounds escaped you, but he realized unlike before you were actively trying to keep them in. That wouldn't do. He wanted to hear your sweet little voice.

"Now you don't want to tell my anything anymore? What a shame. I thought we were close," he teased with his voice, while he also teased with a tentacle, down your stomach. He was a great observer; observing all your reactions and expressions, and the lower the limb went, the more he saw you twitch and squirm, so of course the lower and lower he went. Under your pants? Sure, he didn't mind.

You actually squealed once again when the tentacle moved its way into your underwear. Your mind was racing. What the hell!? You thought he was just into information? Not into whatever it was you were doing? Were you into this? Yes. But he didn't need to know, damn it!

"Vel-"

"Now be quiet, little fleshling, unless you have something important to say. You wouldn't want to make me lose interest and cut our fun here short, would you?"

And the tentacle found its way between your lower lips, making you gasp. Further and further it inched its way in, finding your entrance wet and throbbing.

You weren't making him stop, and as a Summoner you definitely had the power to override his actions at any time you felt like it. He wondered why you let him, but judging by the wetness he found on your sex you were enjoying this way too much to stop him.

"Oh, how naughty." he muttered, inching further in. His goal had turned from gaining information only you knew to studying you. All the faces you made and the way you were trying not to make a sound were burned into his memory, never to be forgotten. You had started moving your hips against the tentacle rubbing against you, trying to get more friction from the Voidborn, who was teasing you still. But he decided to have mercy on you, pushing all the way inside of you with a sharp snap. A loud keen escaped your mouth before you could stop it, and Vel'koz chuckled, pushing a fat tentacle in your mouth to stifle your sounds. He loved hearing them, but he also liked not getting caught. Also the face you made at the intrusion made a sinful thrill go through him he had never felt before. More. It wasn't even about learning anymore.

"Interesting reaction to stimulation." he murmured, ignoring his own reaction. The shiver that went through his limbs as he pumped in and out of you, the slight pleasure from the heat of both the holes he'd invaded. You had started sucking on the flesh in your mouth, drool running down your chin, but you didn't care much. Hips moving by themselves, you were chasing your orgasm that was just out of reach, so close. He didn't stop moving, slamming in and out of you with a calculated rhythm. You groaned around the tentacle in your mouth, wiggling your arms to try to escape his hold on you- it didn't budge, just tightened a little around your wrists. Your first orgasm hit you like a freight train, biting down on the tentacle in your mouth and you were glad it was not his dick. Vel'koz didn't seem to mind, big eye studying the way you came undone around him with rapt attention.

"Hm, that wasn't quite clear. I'm going to have to get a closer look," he murmured to himself, not letting you relax for a second as you were manhandled into a different position. Your clothing was swiftly taken care off. Still dangling precariously in the air, but now with your ass up towards him. It would probably be a lot more embarrassing if you weren't still in the afterglow of your first orgasm of the night, and as it were you were craving more.

He hummed, as he gingerly took the tentacle out of your quivering pussy, making you moan around the tentacle that he kept in your mouth. He studied the clear residue of your orgasm on the tip of the limb, sniffed, nodded, and instantly brought it back to your backside. Rubbing the residue on the cheeks of your ass, massaging the soft skin there as he had his eye on your core. You had started wiggling in his grasp again, and he decided to try making you come again, but look at it a little closer this time, and so the tentacle was swiftly inserted into you again.

In, out, in, out, the rhythm was a lot slower this time, and you were driven to the edge of insanity as every time you thought you were finally going to hit your peak he would remove himself from you, chuckle at your response, murmur something to himself and then after a little bit insert himself again to start the slow pace from the beginning. Tears had started gathering at the corners of your eyes as you throbbed so torturously, no end in sight.

Sounds of distress came from you, and the tentacle in your mouth seemed to coil a little bit, wrapping itself around your neck and pulling your face back for him to look at.

"Tears, I thought those were only for moments of distress." once again the appendage that was torturing you so sweetly was taken away from your dripping cunt, him opting to rake it through your hair instead, covering it in your juices. "There there, little human," he mocked at your face, "This would have been a lot easier if you'd just told me the information you knew from the start."

You wanted to tell him to get on with it, but you were unable to, only able to convey your needs through your facial expressions, hoping he'd take mercy on you. When he inserted himself again and started a slightly rougher pace you keened in relief. The tentacle was taken away from your lips, and you gasped in a mouthful of air, finally able to breathe normally again. Your face was wet from your drool and tears, your legs were slick from your cum, and you felt absolutely debauched as you came again, yelling out his name.

"Ohhh, a second time, that was a lot more clear to see. Very interesting."

He lowered you to the floor, not yet freeing your arms, but turning you around again so he could look at your face.

"How was that, hm?"

It took you a bit to catch your breath, and you realized he was touching all over your body again. This time not tickling, but inquisitive, soothing almost, as if he was trying to make sure you were okay. You tried to answer him, but before you could formulate your response he was talking again.

"Now I'm sure I can get another one out of you, little fleshling. You did so well the first two times."

Another one!? You had come only two times but they had been so intense you weren't sure you had another one in you. Your mouth opened, about to object, but he decided to widen your legs, practically folding you all the way open, and you gasped.

"Careful!" was all that came out, but he had already put his limbs on your lower lips. Two tentacles now pawing at you, and it seemed he had finally realized you had another spot he could stimulate.

"Touching this little spot seems to cause you great pleasure."

It sure did. Your face thrown back you could only take the new onslaught of pleasure as he paid so much attention to your clit you thought it might fall off. Your cries were now unobstructed, and he didn't seem to care much anymore. He released your arms, and you instantly grabbed the tentacles between your legs, unsure if you wanted to draw them closer or push them away.

"Velllll-" you keened, shivering and shuddering, unable to form proper words to tell him what you wanted. He just observed, as his tentacles worked magic on you, one of them inching in once again.

When you felt one prod at your backside you almost screamed. Oh fuck-

It was the one soiled with your slick, and it slid in surprisingly easy.

"More holes to fill," he practically sang as you cried out. "Your species has so many holes to fill. Be good and take it in."

You were much tighter here than the other hole, so he decided to push another tentacle in your pussy again. You were practically crying now, but he felt your body respond so eagerly that he knew your tears were from pleasure.

"Come on. Almost."

"Too- ahh- much- Vel- please-"

The tentacle in your backside slid in easily as you were brought to the brink of orgasm once more, unable to voice anything but pleasure. You were so full. So full of him, and you loved it. All three tentacles started moving in unison, and he didn't have to do much for you to orgasm for a third time. Actually passing out this time from the intensity you hadn't realized the Voidborn had carried you to your bed, gently putting you down and patting your hair with a tentacle that was so slick it stuck to your hair as he removed it. You were disgusting, but feeling so good... Showering would be something you thought about later, for now you'd bask in this feeling, completely satisfied.

And as you drifted off to sleep, completely spent, there was one last thing your ears picked up. His low voice going: "Thank you for your contribution." as he left the room with a low chuckle.