SMASH or PASS

Chapter 60: Chapter Sixty: Pixia

The teasing was a sweet torture, but the need in her whimpers, the way her blue ass clenched and quivered under my circling fingers, demanded a more decisive answer. A low, possessive growl rumbled in my chest.

I positioned myself behind her, the head of my rock-hard dick nudging against her slick, parted lips. I rubbed it there, slowly, coating myself in her arousal, feeling her try to push back, to take me in.

"Please," she begged, her voice muffled by the sheets. "Please, Noel~ I need it~!"

"You need it?" I repeated, my voice a dark whisper. I stopped rubbing and just held the head there, a taunting pressure. "Beg properly."

She sobbed, a broken, desperate sound. "Please! Please fuck your fairy’s slutty cunt! Ram your big cock into me and break me! Make her your whore! Nnngh~!"

That was all I needed. I smiled, a feral, satisfied curve of my lips. Then, I pushed forward.

Neither slowly nor gently.

I drove my hips forward in one powerful, merciless thrust, burying my entire length inside her in a single, deep, tearing stroke.

Her body arched like a bowstring. A scream, raw and shattered, tore from her throat. Not a scream of pain, but of utter, overwhelming fulfillment.

"GUWAAAAAAAAHHHH~!"

She was impossibly tight, a hot, velvety vise that clenched around me like a fist. I didn’t let her adjust. I pulled back almost all the way, savoring the wet, sucking resistance, then slammed back in to the hilt.

Squelch.

That was the sound. A wet, meaty, perfect sound. I set a brutal pace from the start, fucking her with deep, piston-like drives that shook the bedframe. Each thrust hammered her forward, her massive tits swinging wildly beneath her, her blue skin glowing brighter with every impact.

Slap. Squelch. Thud.

My hand came down on her ass again. SMACK! The glowing handprint flared. "NNGHYEAH~!" she shrieked, her inner walls clamping down on me.

I fucked her harder, my grip on her hips bruising. The room filled with the symphony of our debauchery. The rhythmic slam of our bodies. The wet, squelching song of my cock pistoning in and out of her soaked cunt. Her voice, a continuous, lewd aria of surrender.

"Fuh! Fuh! Fuh!" she chanted with each thrust, her tongue lolling out. "So deep! So big! Stretching my whorish pussy wiiide open~! Nnnngh~!"

SMACK! Another slap. "YEEESSS! Harder! Punish your slutty fairy! AH! AH! AH!"

I was a machine, driven by her obscene moans, by the perfect, clenching heat of her. I could feel the pressure building, a tight coil in the base of my spine, ready to snap. My balls drew up tight.

"Gonna come," I grunted, my rhythm becoming even more frantic, more punishing. "Gonna fill your greedy little cunt."

"Do it!" she screamed, pushing back against me with a frantic, matching intensity. "Breed me! Pump your hot cum into your fairy slut’s womb! Make her drip with you for days NNNNGGGGH~!"

That sent me over the edge. With a final, savage roar, I slammed into her one last time, crushing her against the mattress, and erupted. It was a flood. Buckets of thick, hot seed pumped deep into her, jet after jet painting her inner walls, filling her to overflowing.

She came a second later, her shriek muffled by the sheets as her own climax triggered, her pussy milking my cock in violent, rippling spasms, trying to suck out every last drop. I kept pumping, filling her until I was utterly spent, until I felt my own cum start to leak out around where we were joined, dripping down her blue thighs.

I collapsed over her, both of us panting, drenched in sweat and cum. Her cunt still fluttered weakly around my softening dick. I slowly pulled out, and a gush of my seed followed, pooling beneath her on the sheets.

She didn’t move. Just lay there, a blissed-out, broken mess, a wide, whorish smile on her face, my cum already beginning to leak from her well-used, gaping hole. The ancient fairy was thoroughly, completely fucked.

Just like this, I was finally...

Done?

The word was a joke. She was a glowing, wet, moaning buffet of blue skin and tight holes, and I was fucking starving.

I rolled her onto her back. Her eyes were rolled up, showing only white, her pink tongue lolling, a thin line of drool connecting her chin to her heaving chest. I didn’t waste time on tenderness. I hooked my thumbs into her inner thighs and spread her wide, putting her entire dripping, messy cunt and the tight, clenching pucker of her asshole on full display.

My cum was still leaking from her pussy in a slow, shameless trickle. I ignored it. My focus was lower. I spat into my palm, slicked my fingers, and pressed two of them against her asshole. She gasped, her body tensing for a second.

"No," I ordered, my voice a low rasp. "Open."

She obeyed, her muscles relaxing with a conscious effort. I pushed my fingers in, scissoring them, stretching the tight ring. She whined, a high, reedy sound. "Ngh... tight... so tight for Noel~"

"It’ll stretch," I said, withdrawing my fingers. My dick, thanks to some supernatural reserve of stamina or pure, deviant will, was already hard again, gleaming with her juices and my spit. I lined the thick head up with that now-glistening, winking hole.

I didn’t push slowly. I slammed forward.

Her back arched off the bed, a silent, open-mouthed scream. Then sound returned. "GYAAAAHHH~! UNNH! UNNH!" Her asshole was a furnace of tight, resisting heat that yielded to my invasion with a brutal, exquisite surrender. I buried myself to the hilt in one go, my balls slapping against her dripping pussy lips.

Then I fucked her ass. Roughly. With a hunger that felt bottomless. Each thrust was a deep, grinding invasion. The sound was different here. A wet, tighter, more resonant squelch. She couldn’t form words, just a continuous stream of broken, slutty syllables. "Ah! Ah! Guh! Nnn! Nnnghyeah~!"

Her hands flew to her own tits, pinching and twisting her nipples as I ravaged her backdoor. I felt the familiar, urgent pressure build faster this time, fueled by the taboo tightness and her complete, vocal degradation. I pistoned into her, my grip on her hips surely leaving bruises on her blue skin, until I couldn’t hold back.

I came in her ass with a guttural shout, pumping another load into that clenching heat. She screamed, her own anal orgasm triggering, her asshole milking me dry in rhythmic pulses.

I pulled out, a thick flow of cum following. I didn’t let her breathe. My hands tangled in her long white hair, yanking her head up off the pillow. She gasped, her ahegao face pointed toward me.

I guided my slick, cum-stained dick to her drooling, open mouth. "Clean it," I commanded.

She did, with a whorish enthusiasm, licking her own juices and my seed from my shaft with long, sloppy strokes of her tongue. "Schlaaaap~ Lick~ Mmmh~"

When it was clean enough, I shoved it past her lips, into her throat. She gagged, then relaxed, taking me deep. I fucked her face then, holding her head by the hair, thrusting into that wet, tight tunnel of her throat. Glurk. Gulp. Gurgle. Her eyes streamed tears, but she made no move to stop me, her hands coming up to weakly grip my wrists.

I came again, down her throat. She swallowed convulsively, some of it leaking from her nose again.

I was a machine. A fuck-beast. I pulled out of her mouth, flipped her onto her stomach again, and entered her dripping, cum-filled pussy from behind. Squelch. Slap.

Over.

And over.

And over.

I lost count of the positions, the holes, the orgasms. I fucked her against the wall, her blue skin smearing the paint. I fucked her on the floor, her hair pooling around her. I fucked her with her legs over my shoulders, driving so deep her glowing tattoos seemed to flash. Each time I filled her with another load, until she was literally dripping from every orifice, a bloated, cum-drenched fairy slut, her moans reduced to weak, continuous "nhnn... nhnn..." sounds, her mind completely broken by the relentless, punishing pleasure.

When the first grey light of dawn touched the window, I finally collapsed beside her, my body screaming in protest, utterly spent. She lay next to me, unmoving, a beautiful, used wreck, a slow, steady stream of my seed still leaking from her ravaged pussy to pool on the ruined sheets. The relationship between us had taken on a whole new, deeply physical dimension.

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Noel was asleep. Fenra was on the side of the room. She couldn’t bear to get cucked right on her own bed.

The room was dark.

Pixia was on the pillow next to his head. Her glow was soft. She looked peaceful.

Then she opened her eyes.

They were cold. All the warmth was gone. What was left was pure hatred. And utter disdain.

She sat up slowly. Then she looked down at his face.

"Blood Fiend Venerable," she whispered.

"You destroyed my people. You trampled on my mother’s dignity. A thousand years of hatred ends tonight."

Light gathered at her fingertips. She reached for his forehead.

"I’ll rip the goddess’s blessing from your soul. Even if it kills us both."

Her fingers touched his skin. The light pushed in.

Then something pushed back.

Countless crimson shackles burst out of thin air. They wrapped around her body, her wings, her arms, her throat. One after another after another. Each one burned with dark red light. Each one locked tighter than the last. Her mana sealed shut like a door slammed closed.

Her body froze. Her eyes went wide.

A voice came from inside him. His voice, but not ’him.’

"Bad fairy."

"No— you were supposed to be dormant—"

"Surprise, bitch."

The darkness took her.

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