"Hnnn…"
The soft, involuntary moan slipping from Pudding's lips drew a sly half-smile from Zechs. His eyes glinted with amusement as he asked, "What's wrong, Pudding-chan?"
Her face, ears, and even her neck flushed a deep red as shame tangled with the unwelcome spark of pleasure blooming from between her thighs.
She wasn't used to being touched like this. Heck, she wasn't used to being touched in her garden! It made her nervous, frightened even. And the fact that it was his tail touching her there only made the embarrassment worse.
Panicked, she looked at him, her eyes shimmering with tears, her parted lips trembling as she mustered a protest. "Z-Zechs-sama… if you… t-touch me there—"
But the words faltered, dissolving into the air as his tail flicked just a touch quicker beneath the water's surface. It brushed against her clitoris with deliberate lightness, sending a spark of unwelcome sensation racing up her spine.
"Aaahnn…"
Another gasp escaped her, sharp and helpless, making her knees buckle. She instinctively grabbed his chest for balance, only realizing too late that she shouldn't have, considering his injuries.
"!!!" Zechs certainly tensed under her touch. A faint hiss nearly escaped through his clenched teeth before he quickly swallowed it down. While Pudding looked at him worriedly, he kept himself distracted by tracing slow, insistent presses and light grazes against her core using his tail, making her bite her lip to keep any embarrassing sounds from slipping out.
But of course, he had no intention of letting her remain silent either. Continuing the movement of his tail, he asked casually, "Weren't you about to say something?"
She glared up at him with frustration that constantly battled against the sweet haze clouding her thoughts. "Z-Zechs-sama… i-if you… haann… keep doing that… I–aahhnn… w-won't be able to… wash your b-bodyyyyy…"
"That won't do, Pudding-chan," he murmured, his tone mock-serious as his eyes darkened with amusement. "As my maid, you must tend to me properly."
"I-I… want to," she said quickly, her voice trembling as another wave of sensation washed over her, "b-but… I can't… n-not with you… hmm… t-teasing me like this… ahhnn… I can't focus… hnnn… and I might… aaaa…"
But he didn't relent. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and asked with a faint glint in his eyes, "Do you… really want me to stop?"
"I… uh—" She searched for the words, ready to say yes. Yet the answer never left her lips. She hesitated.
Did she really want him to stop?
Although his touch made her feel strange, it also felt undeniably good, so good that she couldn't help but crave more of that touch.
B-but it was also… so shameful, being teased like that… b-by a tail…! And on top of that, she couldn't even focus on washing his body properly anymore.
'Aaaah… I'm going crazy…' she exclaimed inwardly, overwhelmed by everything she was feeling.
Confusion tangled with uncertainty inside her, leaving her unable to answer. Normally, she would have been able to think things through calmly, but the pleasure coursing through her body made it difficult to form a clear thought.
Noticing the hesitation and doubt flickering across her face, Zechs' lips curved into a faint smile. "I'll take that silence as your answer. And since you don't want me to stop… I'll continue what I'm doing. Meanwhile, you continue as well, finish washing my body. After all, only once you're done will you get to drink my cum."
She hesitated for a moment, her lips quivering as though she wanted to refuse. But how could she? How could she reject the touch of the man she had fallen in love with? In the end, she simply couldn't bring herself to do it.
"A-Alright… then…"
With trembling resolve, she resumed cleaning his body, her palms gliding gently over his skin in slow, careful motions. At the same time, the sensations from between her thighs only intensified, as the movements of Zechs' tail grew even bolder after her reluctant agreement.
Still, she tried to keep her attention fixed on the task at hand, forcing herself to ignore the tail's relentless teasing against her core.
'It's nothing… just a fish bumping against me…'
Noticing how hard she was trying to maintain a straight face and keep those sweet moans from escaping, Zechs' eyes glinted with amusement. He had no intention of letting her succeed so easily.
Deciding to push things a step further, he slowly guided his tail beneath the fabric of her panties.
The moment she felt the tail pry her panties aside and slide inside, her body stiffened, "Z-Zechs-sama…!!!"
"Shhh… don't worry," he said quickly, silencing her before she could protest. "I won't take your virginity like this. I promise. Trust me… just let me do what I'm doing, and enjoy what you're feeling."
She hesitated for a moment, her breath somewhat ragged. Then she gave a small, pitiful nod. "O-okay…" she whispered, allowing him to continue.
With her agreement, he slid his tail fully inside her panties and reached her core. After a moment of thinking, he spread the tip across her entire vulva, pressing against it like a soft-sticky patch before beginning to shake his tail, sending steady vibrations through her sensitive core.
The effect was immediate and far stronger than before.
"Ahahnnn… Zechs-sama… w-what is this…?" She moaned instantly, her whole body trembling as the vibrations spread across her sensitive flesh.
"How does it feel, Pudding-chan?" he asked, clearly satisfied with her reaction.
"Umm… i-it's strange… I… I've never felt anything like this before…" she replied, biting her lip as her toes curled. She clutched at him hurriedly, afraid that if she didn't, her legs would give out completely beneath her.
"Does it feel good? Do you like it?" he pressed.
She hesitated for a long moment. In the end, she answered, her expression slightly languid. "It… it feels good… ahhnn… why does it… hnn… feel so good…?"
"Fufu…" he chuckled softly. From her reactions alone, it was obvious she enjoyed it, but he had wanted to hear her admit it. Now that she had, his satisfaction only deepened.
"Don't stop washing my body," he reminded her.
"I can't… I can't even… hnn… stand straight without support…" she replied, shaking her head. With so much pleasure coursing through her, her entire body was trembling and losing strength. It was impossible to keep her balance, especially with half her body submerged in the water, which was also sapping away at her strength, making her feel weaker.
"I'll help you with that," he said.
The section of his tail coiled around her stomach, suddenly inflated.
At once, it swelled like a float, lifting to the surface of the water and carrying Pudding up with it, supporting her weight and preventing her knees from buckling.
"There… that should work," he said calmly. "Now, keep washing my body."
"I… I… uh…" She didn't know how she was supposed to manage it. Even though she was afloat now without relying on her own strength or any support, the pleasure coursing through her body was still overwhelming, leaving her dazed.
But she didn't want to disappoint him.
'Focus, Pudding,' she told herself. Biting her lip to keep the moans threatening to spill from her throat, she forced her hands to move again.
Her fingers resumed their careful work across his skin, gliding beneath his arms, rinsing away grime with cupped handfuls of water. From there, she moved down along his sides, cautious around his ribs, before reaching his legs. She massaged them with featherlight strokes, trying to anchor her thoughts to the steady rhythm of serving him, even as the sensations tugging at her core threatened to pull her attention away again and again.
As she shifted lower, her gaze caught on his erection, large, girthy, rigid, and unyielding, just like she remembered it from having seen it every day over the past few days. She had grown used to wrapping her fingers around it and stroking it until he spilled his semen, and then continuing.
By now, she had helped him climax more than a hundred times.
Yet today, at this moment, his erection seemed even more enticing.
Perhaps it was because Zechs had been stimulating her pussy so relentlessly with those vibrations, stirring heat between her thighs and leaving her flushed and horny. In this state, seeing him erect and ready to burst out his hot load, only made the warmth in her belly deepen as a quiet, unbidden longing stirred inside her.
Her heartbeat quickened as her hand drifted closer, fingers brushing lightly along its length. The heat made her swallow hard, her pulse racing, and she wrapped her fingers around it.
"Nope." Zechs's voice cut through the moment, firm but faintly amused.
"I-I have to wash… there too," she stammered, offering the excuse. The temptation was simply too strong to ignore. It wasn't just that she wanted to touch his erection; she wanted it inside her.
'N-no… I shouldn't… not until my scars are healed… I…'
Yet the heat pooling inside her made that resolve waver.
Zechs wasn't unaffected either. The sensations traveling through his tail, her sweet moans, and the sight of her flushed, trembling body as her pussy responded to his teasing all stirred his own desire. It made him want to release himself then and there.
But… there was an order to things.
"Later," he commanded. "Finish cleaning the rest of my body first."
"A-alright…" she replied. Though reluctant, she obeyed, her hands retreating to his thighs and calves, moving over every inch while struggling to keep her wavering concentration.
Meanwhile, the teasing only intensified. The vibrations pressed against her most sensitive places, sending waves of sensation through her body and making a growing pressure build inside her.
"S-something… something's coming…" she suddenly murmured, feeling herself drawn closer and closer to an edge she hadn't known she could reach, but now desperately wanted to.
The vibrations at her core pushed her toward it faster and faster.
"Ahahn… ahhnn… hhannn… hnn…" Her breathing broke into short, sweet bursts, pleasure cresting as her vision blurred and her back arched, her body trembling on the verge of release, about to explode—
Then, suddenly, nothing.
The vibrations… disappeared.
A heavy stillness settled over the scene. The surroundings, which had moments earlier echoed with Pudding's sweet cries, fell quiet. Even the waterfall in the distance didn't seem all that noisy, leaving the air thick with an awkward, confusing silence.
Pudding, whose body had been completely lost in that rising wave of euphoria, about to release the pressure that had been building inside her, suddenly hung suspended in that cruel limbo, feeling as if a thief had stolen her breath.
For a moment, she couldn't understand what had happened. The sensations had vanished so suddenly that she simply floated there in stunned silence, her core clenching as a desperate ache throbbed where pleasure had nearly peaked, only to be denied.
"W-what happened…?"
After a while, a broken whimper slipped from her lips, soft but edged with unspent need. Her hips twitched involuntarily, chasing the fading ghost of sensation. But with the vibrations gone, there was nothing left to grasp. All she could do was look up at Zechs, seeking both answers and mercy.
"Fufu…" Zechs chuckled, clearly amused by her reaction. Satisfied, he said, "You've finished washing my body. Now that it's clean… you can focus on my cock."
"Huh?" She stared at him, stunned. "Focus on your…" Her gaze drifted down to his large and girthy shaft, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. Focusing on it wasn't the problem… she'd certainly serve him… but what about her? What about the fact that she had been right on the edge of climax, only to be left hanging there?
"Z-Zechs-sama…" The husky plea slipped from her lips as she looked up at him, her half-lidded eyes clouded with frustration.
"What's wrong, Pudding-chan?" he asked, once again feigning confusion.
She could tell he understood perfectly well what she meant and was only pretending not to. Biting her lip, she hesitated, too embarrassed to say it aloud. But the burning ache inside her pushed her to speak, "W-why did you stop all of a sudden…?" she asked quietly. "I… I was about to…"
He studied her expression, the desperate need for an answer, and even more than that, the clear longing for the sensation only he could give her. A knowing smile curved his lips as he replied, "You have to be patient, Pudding-chan…"
Then he guided his tail, which had been warm and pressing against her, slowly pulling it away from her sensitive flesh. The loss made her gasp, the sudden absence leaving a sharper ache behind.
"You haven't earned that yet," he added calmly.
The words sent a frustrated shiver through her. "N-not earned?" she asked.
She had been diligently washing him, even while fighting through the overwhelming distraction. What did he mean by not earned?
Zechs offered no explanation. Instead, he said simply, "Focus on serving me… We'll talk about what you want and need later."
"P-please… it hurts… I—I want to…" she pleaded again, her voice trembling.
All she received in return was a sly smile. The expression alone made her understand that pleading was useless.
If she wanted it, she would have to work for it. And working meant doing exactly what he wanted from her. Only by satisfying his demands would she have the opportunity to earn the relief she so desperately needed.
Understanding this, she didn't plead again. Instead, she started moving towards his crotch to position herself between his legs.
Zechs seemed satisfied that she had understood. As she reached toward his cock, he momentarily stopped her. "Ah… but before you serve me with your mouth, give me a few kisses first."
She paused for a moment, then obediently leaned down, her blushing face hovering over his before pressing her lips to his.
Unlike before, her restraint was gone. The kiss turned greedy from the very start, as though she were seeking relief in it. Of course, it couldn't truly ease the ache burning inside her, but she couldn't help herself. The craving had already taken hold, and all she could do was surrender to it.
Chu… slrrpp…
…
A few minutes later, Pudding floated between Zechs' spread legs with her small hands wrapped around his girthy cock, stroking it with the practiced rhythm and techniques she had learned over countless handjobs she had given him in the past few days.
Having cleaned the rest of his body, she was now cleaning his cock thoroughly. Her dainty fingertips glided into every crease and ridge, rinsing away the traces of dried semen that had clung to his skin for days. Her palms cupped his heavy balls next, gently rolling and massaging them under the cold water until every inch felt spotless and odor-free.
'Alright, this should be enough,' she thought, feeling a small sense of satisfaction.
Now that he was clean, it was time to move on to what came next.
Thinking of what she was about to do, her face, ears, and neck flushed hotter than ever as a mix of shame and fear twisted inside her chest. But she still looked up at him with those hot cheeks and stammered, "Z-Zechs-sama… I-I'm going to start now…"
"Hmm… go on, let me enjoy the service of your mouth," he murmured, voice already rough with anticipation.
Those were the same lips that, in the original story, had once kissed Vinsmoke Sanji. Yet now they were about to wrap around his cock instead. The thought alone filled him with excitement.
'Looks like I've added another layer to the green hat on Vinsmoke Sanji's head… Fufufu…' he chuckled.
Unaware of his thoughts, Pudding nodded, "O-okay." She turned her attention back at the massive length in front of her—twelve inches of veined, girthy heat that made her stomach flutter with nerves. Now that she was about to wrap her lips around it, she felt that it was so much bigger than it was when she just serviced him with her hands.
Gulp!
She couldn't help but swallow, feeling nervous and uncertain for a moment. The large size of his made her worry it might hurt.
'B-but… if it's to serve Zechs-sama…' That thought steadied her. Despite the swirl of emotions in her chest, she decided to go through with it. Besides, Zechs had said that, like many other women, she would find his shaft very tasty and wouldn't be able to stop licking him once she started. She didn't know who those women were or why they felt that way, but she couldn't deny that the idea itself had tempted her.
Hesitantly, she leaned in, parted her soft lips, and stuck out her cute little pink tongue. The first tentative lick dragged slowly over the swollen head.
The moment her tongue touched him, she felt the intense heat, followed by the faint, salty-musky taste of clean skin and precum. To her surprise, she didn't hate it. For some reason, she found that she liked it a lot, and her mind went blank for a second at the incredible and addictive taste.
Her hesitation melted away almost instantly, and she licked again, this time with more eagerness.
After a few tentative strokes to grow accustomed to the sensation, she gathered saliva and let it drip onto his cock in thick, glistening strands. Then she spread it along his length to make the movement smoother before continuing her slow, deliberate licks.
Her fingers stroked up and down the veiny length while her tongue lapped at the sensitive underside of the head in small, eager circles, focusing exactly where she knew he liked it most from all the times she had jerked him off.
"Slurrp… ahhha… Zechs-sama… your cock… slurrrpp… why does it taste so addictive… chu… I can't help but want to lick it… phooo… more and more…" she mumbled between wet kisses and licks, voice muffled and breathy as she coated every inch with her saliva, treating his cock like her favorite treat.
She didn't ignore the rest either, one of her hands kept pumping the thick shaft in steady strokes while her other hand gently massaged his balls, rolling them carefully, desperate to make him cum so she could drink every drop to not only get the beautification potion she needed, but also earn the orgasm she was aching for.
"Hnn…" Zechs groaned, feeling a surge of pleasure from her mouth. She was clearly inexperienced, as this was undoubtedly her first time doing something like this, and the movements of her tongue were still clumsy. Even so, she knew where he was most sensitive thanks to the hundreds of times she had helped him with her hands before. Because of that, she instinctively aimed her presses and swirls at those spots, trying to stimulate them despite her awkward technique. The effort made him twitch and, in truth, it did feel rather good.
Still, being licked alone wasn't enough for him. He wanted more.
It seemed she was either too shy to try anything further or intimidated by his size. Since he wanted her to do more with him, he finally spoke up.
"Pudding-chan… don't just lick," he said, voice husky. "Try sucking too."
"Umm… suck?" she murmured, tilting her head slightly as her tongue continued to lap along him.
After a moment of hesitation, she opened her mouth wider and carefully tried to take the swollen head between her lips. She managed to fit only the tip inside, her mouth stretching to its limit, the strain bringing a faint sting of discomfort.
But when she noticed the pleased look on his face, she ignored the ache and began to follow his instructions. Moving her mouth along him was difficult at first, so she relied mostly on her small tongue, brushing and pressing against the sensitive spots while keeping the head held between her lips.
Gradually, as she grew more accustomed to his size, she tried to move her mouth, managing small, careful motions as she sucked in short, quick pulls. After a few attempts, she drew in a deeper breath and gave a stronger pull, creating a tight suction.
Phhoooo…
The powerful vacuum suck made her innocent, cute face look utterly depraved, cheeks hollowed, all three of her eyes half-lidded and glassy, drool starting to trickle from the corners of her stretched lips.
Zechs watched that depraved face with satisfaction. When beautiful and cute women like her make such a depraved face, it really arouses him, as was happening now. He felt a strong urge to cum, to mark that beautiful, yet depraved face with his seed. It would be picture perfect.
'Hhaahh… but it would be too early…' he thought, stopping himself from cumming so quickly, and continued to enjoy her service.
Slurrp…
After vacuuming him for a while, she pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air, strings of saliva connecting her swollen and somewhat aching lips to his glistening cock. Her hand kept pumping him gently while she looked up, eyes shining with nervous hope. "Zechs-sama… how does it feel? Does it feel good?"
"So far, it's not bad," he answered honestly. "Your lack of experience is showing, but that's fine, and that's actually good because if it had been otherwise, I would have been very unhappy. Continue to suck and you'll get better the more you do it."
Her eyes curved into happy crescents at the praise. "I-I'll try harder," and resumed serving him with renewed determination.
Slurp… slurrppp…
After a while, Zechs added softly, "Try to take more of my length inside your mouth… see if you can take all of it."
'All of it…?' The thought made her lips quiver. Twelve inches of length down her throat and all of that girth. She was sure she would choke.
Zechs noticed her hesitation and quickly reassured her. "Don't worry. You don't have to take it all at once. Take your time. Get used to the feeling first… little by little, you'll learn how to take all of it."
His words eased her nerves. "U-Understood," Nodding shakily, she tried again, pushing him a little deeper into her mouth. She attempted to take in as much as she could manage, even though the stretch made her eyes water and her throat tighten around him. Still, she persisted, determined to make him feel good.
"Yeah… that's good, keep going like that," Zechs let out a long, blissful sigh, the tight heat of her inexperienced mouth sending sparks up his spine.
She nodded, her eyes beginning to roll back with the effort. Her jaw ached, her throat threatened to gag, and discomfort was written across her expression. Yet despite all that, she kept trying to push him deeper down her throat, driven by a strong desire to please him.
Gluck… Gluck…
While Pudding focused on sucking him with devoted glucks, messy slurps, addictive licks, and revered kisses, Zechs' mind drifted. He had no intention of simply lying there and doing nothing. He wanted to take her, violate her, fuck her completely.
However, he had already promised that he wouldn't go that far as to take her virginity until her scars had fully healed. Because of that promise, he restrained himself and focused on other ways to indulge his desires instead.
Earlier, he had teased her pussy with vibrations, pushing her right to the brink of orgasm before abruptly stopping. He could easily have resumed from there, but he had no intention of doing so. He knew that with even the slightest touch, she would climax immediately. But he didn't want her to reach that peak; he wanted her to remain suspended on that torturous edge.
Because of that, stimulating her pussy again was out of the question. Her breasts were also off-limits for the moment; touching them might expose them, and she clearly didn't want that yet.
"Since that's the case… I suppose I'll have to turn my attention somewhere else on your body," he murmured with a faint smirk and controlled his tail.
Instantly, the tip of his tail shifted.
At the moment, it was no longer pressing against her most sensitive spot, but it still remained inside her panties. Under his control, it began sliding downward along her body, slipping deeper and gliding between her legs until it reached the crease between her asscheeks.
The movement of his tail naturally caught Pudding's attention. For a brief moment, she wondered if he had been satisfied with her service and was about to grant her the release she had been craving. But her expression quickly changed, and her body stiffened when she felt something sliding between her soft cheeks, until the tip pressed lightly against the tight little rim of her asshole.
In that instant, a troubling realization dawned on her.
Startled, she pulled away, letting his cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop as she hurriedly reached a hand beneath her skirt, trying to stop what she feared was about to happen.
But just as her fingers closed around the tail hidden inside her panties, Zechs looked at her and spoke, a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Pudding-chan… what are you doing?"
That cold tone was something she had never heard from him before, and it made her freeze, "Z-Zechs-sama… I… I was just…"
"Did I tell you that you could stop sucking my cock?" he asked, eyes narrowing. "Or that you could stop my tail from touching you?"
"B-but I… you… your tail is… is…" she stammered, her face burning with embarrassment. The words refused to come out; saying them aloud felt far too bold, far too depraved.
"Since you are my maid, you are my possession," he said flatly. "Everything of yours belongs to me, including your body. I can do whatever I want with you." Then he added, his tone sharp with challenge, "Do you have a problem with that?"
Pudding fell silent.
The chill in his voice unsettled her, stirring a flicker of fear, but along with it came a powerful urge to submit. She felt, almost instinctively, that resisting him now would not be a good thing… that he might grow angry, or even come to hate her.
And that was the last thing she wanted.
She didn't want to be hated by him, the only man who didn't look at her with disgust, the only one who called her beautiful despite her disgusting third eye.
For that reason, to please him… she felt she could endure anything.
It was just that… Zechs' tail had begun nudging against her asshole, and the sensation left her so nervous and ashamed that she didn't even know how to react.
While she was still lost in confusion, Zechs gave her the answer she needed. "You don't need to do anything except endure… and suck my cock like you mean it. Keep doing that. As for what I'm doing, let me do it without interrupting me."
After a long, trembling second, she whispered, "O-okay…" Then, pushing aside the swirl of thoughts in her mind, she refocused her attention on him. With glassy eyes, she obediently drew him back into her mouth, deciding to concentrate only on that task and leave Zechs free to do whatever he wished.
Zechs chuckled, satisfied, and changed the shape of his tail's tip.
His tail shifted again, and the flat tip of the tail's end began
Curtesy of his 'Physique Alteration' trait, Zechs could modify more than just his height or the size of his cock. He could reshape other parts of his body as well, altering the size and form of his appendages at will. His tail, being one of those appendages, was especially easy for him to manipulate. He could lengthen or shorten it, make it thicker or thinner, and even transform its tip into different shapes as per his desire while engaging in sexual activities.
Using that very ability, he began altering the tip of his tail at that moment. The flat, heart-like end gradually shifted, reshaping, thickening, rounding, and flaring at the base, resembling a butt plug. It wasn't particularly large, but it wasn't small either, a form clearly designed for a very specific purpose. And his intention was obvious: he meant to insert this butt-plug into Pudding's asshole.
'It will take quite a few days for the scars on her body to heal…' he thought. 'Since that's the case, I might as well train her backdoor and prepare it for my cock. That way… I can fuck her both vaginally and anally on the same night.'
His lips curved into a perverted grin at the idea.
With that thought in mind, he finished reshaping the tip of his tail. Then he made it secrete a clear, slick fluid, something like a lube, to make the process easier. The crystal-clear liquid was quickly being diluted and washed away by the water around them, but that didn't matter; there was no limit to how much he could produce.
While continuing to secrete it, he slowly and deliberately pressed the lubed tip against her tight, virgin asshole.
Nudge… press…
The insertion was not easy. Pudding's asshole was impossibly tight. Moreover, without realizing it, she had been clenching instinctively around the probing tip, every muscle in her body tensing as if to push it away, and that only made things more difficult.
"Relax yourself, Pudding-chan… don't clench your rim," Zechs said, voice low and steady.
Pudding pulled her mouth off his cock with a wet gasp, eyes narrowed in confusion. "Huh? Don't clench…? What do you—"
Only then did she realize what she had been doing. Embarrassment flushed across her face as she understood she had been tensing herself without noticing. She took a deep, shaky breath, forcing her muscles to loosen, her sphincter fluttering open just a fraction as she willed herself to relax.
Then, after steadying herself, she leaned forward again, burying her head back onto his cock, lips stretching wide around the head as she swallowed him down once more, focusing on her task as she tried to keep her body calm and loose.
As her body gradually relaxed, the tight clenching eased. Seizing that moment, Zechs pressed forward again, the lubed tip of his tail teasing the sensitive, softened ring in slow circles, gently pressing and coaxing it, before nudging insistently, prying her open just enough to begin sliding inside.
The sensation was electric, her asshole, so sensitive and untouched, lit up with every nerve ending firing at the intrusion, even though it was no thicker than two of her own fingers. A sharp, unfamiliar spark raced through her, pain mingling with something deeper, more forbidden.
"Nn-ahhnn…" Pudding moaned around his cock, as her body jerked, hips twitching involuntarily in the water.
"Fufu… I haven't even put it in there yet, Pudding-chan… and you're already reacting like this," Zechs teased, his voice laced with dark amusement. "I wonder how you'd react when I actually put it there…?"
She couldn't meet his eyes, shame burning hotter than the stretch at her rim. Burying her face deeper against his crotch, she focused on the task, sucking harder to drown out the embarrassment, her tongue swirling clumsily but earnestly along the underside as if it could anchor her.
Slurrp… mmmph…
After minutes of patient teasing, circling, pressing, and retreating, Zechs decided to finally complete the task and pushed the butt-plug-shaped end of his tail forward with steady pressure.
The lube-slicked tip breached her, popping past the tight ring with a faint give, sliding into the hot, clenching depths of her asshole.
Pudding's entire body went rigid, a jolt of pain and shock ripping through her as the fullness invaded her most private space.
Fear spiked in her chest, her instincts screaming at the wrongness and depravity of it, and she bit down instinctively, teeth grazing his unyielding cock with a muffled crunch, "HHhaannnn… chomp!"
Fortunately, his cock was as hard as wood, which saved him from any real harm from her weakened bite, and no marks were left; otherwise, it could have been dangerous.
But the sound of her painful, breathy cry sent a thrill straight through him. Amusement flickered in his eyes as he teased her. "How does it feel, Pudding-chan?" he asked softly. "Having my tail in your asshole?"
"I… uh… this… hnn," She stammered, feeling mortified, then trembled, tears pricking her eyes as she felt that hard end of his tail settle inside her, unmoving, letting her walls flutter and adjust around the unyielding shape. The weirdness of it all made her quiver; her asshole, meant to be used in only one way, to expel things out of her body, was now invaded and held open, sending confusing pulses of discomfort and faint, unwelcome warmth through her.
Sensing her confusion, Zechs didn't push her. While letting the plug-like end of his tail nestle snug in her asshole, giving her time to acclimate to the strange, stretching pressure that made her feel exposed and full in a way she'd never imagined, he just instructed her, "Resume moving your lips on my cock."
"O-okay…" But obeyed immediately, wanting to escape having to explain what she was feeling at the moment, and resumed bobbing her head over his cock. She moved languidly at first, lust-fogged and slow, her tongue dragging along his length while her hands pumped the base in uneven strokes.
Then, she moved faster, exerting more effort into her sucking, losing herself to the taste, and kept trying to milk him with her mouth, to make him cum as if her life depended on it.
Mmmph… slurrp…
Her efforts weren't in vain. Soon, his cock began to twitch and pulse under her touch. Those were the familiar signs she knew so well from all those handjobs.
"Zechs-sama… you're about to cum…" she murmured, pulling off just enough to speak, voice breathy and thick.
"Yeah… make sure to drink it all," he exhaled, hips shifting subtly. "This is your beautification potion… it'll help get rid of those scars."
"Y-yes… I'll be sure…" Pudding nodded eagerly, determination flashing through her haze. She released him from her mouth and wrapped both hands around his shaft, stroking in rapid, fierce pumps, twisting at the head to push him over the edge.
"I-it's coming…" Zechs warned, breath hitching.
She quickly angled him toward her open mouth, lips brushing the tip just enough to catch it all, hands flying faster. "Cu-cumming…"
Spurt… spurt… splurt!
Hot, thick ropes erupted across her tongue, slamming against the back of her throat in heavy pulses that filled her small mouth instantly. Her cheeks bulged with the sheer volume, the salty, addictive taste, and warmth overwhelming her senses. Some leaked from the corners of her lips in pearly dribbles, even a faint trickle escaping her nose as she struggled to keep up.
But the spurts didn't stop, flooding her until she thought she'd choke, her mind going blissfully numb from the rich, creamy taste that coated every inch of her mouth like a drug.
"Don't waste my seeds, Pudding-chan… make sure to drink all of the cum your master is spurting out," Zechs rasped, watching her intently.
His words triggered her, and instinct took over as her throat began to work in desperate, rhythmic gulps to swallow the endless load, each heavy swallow pulling more down in thick waves that warmed her belly.
Gulp!
Gulp!
Zechs kept pulsing for long seconds, groans rumbling from his chest as the last weak spurts tapered off. Only then did Pudding release him with a wet pop, gasping for air, her lips shiny and swollen, a few stray drops clinging to her chin.
The taste lingered, addicting and heady, making her head swim in a euphoric fog. She couldn't stop herself from wanting more of it. Without even being told, she leaned in and licked every remnant drop from his softening cock, then swiped her tongue over her own lips to catch what had escaped, humming softly at the blissful, addicting flavor.
Zechs laughed in satisfaction. "Show me that you drank it all."
"Show? H-how?" she asked, blinking up at him in confusion, still dazed.
"Stretch out your tongue… and show me," he said slyly. "Also… make sure to tell me that you have swallowed all of my cum."
Her cheeks flamed anew, but she obeyed, parting her lips and extending her pink tongue for him to inspect, empty, glistening with saliva but no trace left behind. Then she retracted it, voice soft and shy. "I have swallowed all of your cum…"
"Incomplete," he pointed out, eyebrow arching. "Are you forgetting your identity?"
'Identity…? I see…' Understanding what he meant, she repeated the motion, tongue out flat and obedient. "Goshujin-sama… I swallowed all of your thick cum…" Hesitating a beat, she added softly, "Th-thank you for letting me drink your precious cum…"
Zechs paused, caught off guard by the extra words, then burst into a genuine laugh, nodding in approval. "Fufu… Good… good… Pudding-chan is a smart girl… and knows what to do… which is the mark of a good maid."
"Th-thank you… Goshujin-sama…" she whispered, face aflame, eyes dropping bashfully.
"Hmm… but obviously, this isn't over yet," he said, and as if on cue, his cock stirred back to full hardness in her hands, veins pulsing, tip already beading anew.
One round was never enough for him.
"It's okay, Zechs-sama… I will swallow it all," Pudding assured him, voice steady despite the ache in her jaw. "This is only good… it'll help me recover from all these scars quickly…" She leaned in again, opening her sore mouth wide and wrapping her lips around the head, sucking gently as her hands resumed their strokes.
"Good girl… I am happy with your dedication," Zechs murmured, sighing contentedly at the wet heat enveloping him once more.
At the same time, he thought of the butt-plug-shaped end of his tail resting within her asshole. He hadn't moved it earlier, though; by now, she must have adjusted enough to the intrusion in her ass.
It was time to act on that.
With a sly smile, he watched Pudding bobbing her head along his cock. Then he flicked his tail slightly, sending a sharp sensation through her ass that made her entire body freeze and tremble, "!!!"
Her ashamed expression made him chuckle, "Fufufu…"
The real fun was only just beginning.
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