R18* don't read if you are under 18 I hold no responsibility if you do
Ok here it is as promised please don't Roast me if it is bad just don't Read it. Hope you enjoy
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Later that night varion was packing getting ready to head out the next morning when his door suddenly opened.
Varion turned, curious, one eyebrow raised. "What are you all—"
Mira didn't let him finish. She stepped forward, planted both hands on his chest, and pushed. He landed on his back across the wide bed with a surprised huff, the mattress dipping under him. Before he could sit up, they surrounded him—Erza to his left, Lucy and Brandish sliding onto the bed from the right, Ultear climbing up near the foot. Five pairs of eyes locked on him, a mix of love, worry, and something far hungrier.
Mira was first. She crawled over him, white hair spilling like silk as she captured his mouth in a deep, needy kiss. Her tongue slid against his, demanding, and he groaned softly into it, one hand coming up to cup the back of her neck. Erza leaned in next, turning his head just enough to steal his lips the moment Mira pulled back for air. Her kiss was firmer, more controlled, but the way her fingers threaded into his hair said she was holding on just as tightly. Lucy was gentler, almost shy—she brushed her lips along his jaw, then his throat, leaving soft, lingering pecks that made his pulse jump.
Brandish smirked and claimed his mouth next, lazy and teasing, nipping his bottom lip before Ultear took her turn. The dark-haired woman's kiss was slower, deeper, full of quiet desperation, like she was memorizing the taste of him before he left.
Varion's head was spinning, body already heating under their attention. He tried to sit up again, but Mira pushed him right back down with a wicked little grin.
"Not yet," she murmured against his ear.
Lucy's hands were already moving lower, gentle but purposeful. She slid down his body, fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants. "You're always taking care of us," she whispered, voice soft and warm. "Let us take care of you tonight." With a single smooth tug she freed him, his cock springing up hard and flushed. Lucy didn't hesitate—she leaned in and took him into her mouth, lips wrapping around the head in a wet, welcoming heat.
Varion's breath hitched. "Lucy—"
Brandish's eyes lit up at the sight. She slid down beside her without a word, green hair brushing Lucy's shoulder as she leaned in. Their tongues met around the head of his cock, sliding together in a messy, heated kiss with his sensitive tip caught right between their lips. The dual sensation was overwhelming—soft, warm mouths sucking and licking, tongues curling and flicking, the occasional brush of their lips against each other as they worked him.
Varion groaned, hips twitching. "Fuck… you two…"
The others weren't idle. Erza's hands roamed his chest, pushing his shirt up and off so she could drag her nails lightly down his abs. Ultear pressed in from the side, kissing along his neck, teeth grazing just enough to make him shiver. Mira straddled one of his thighs, grinding slowly against him as she watched Lucy and Brandish worship his cock.
The room filled with wet sounds and soft moans. Lucy and Brandish worked in perfect sync—sucking, licking, kissing around the head until Varion's breathing grew ragged. Their tongues swirled together, teasing the slit, and when he finally groaned deep in his chest they sealed their lips around the tip and hummed.
The vibration pushed him over. He came hard, thick ropes spilling across their tongues. Lucy and Brandish didn't pull away—they kept sucking gently, milking every drop, then slowly drew back. They turned to each other, mouths open, showing him the white on their tongues before they kissed deeply, sharing it. Then they swallowed, throats working, and looked up at him with flushed, satisfied smiles.
Mira was breathing hard now, eyes dark with need. She rose up on her knees and started stripping, fingers trembling slightly as she pulled her top over her head, revealing full, flushed breasts. Her skirt followed, sliding down her hips until she was bare.
Varion's hand shot out, catching her wrist. "Mira… the kids—"
Erza slid up beside him, already shrugging out of her own top. She took his hand and placed it firmly on her bare breast, squeezing his fingers around the soft, heavy flesh. "They're not here tonight," she murmured against his ear, voice husky. "We made sure. They're staying at a friend's place."
Ultear mirrored her from the other side, guiding his free hand to her own chest. "No one's going to hear us," she whispered, lips brushing his neck. She kissed the spot just below his ear, then sucked gently, leaving a faint mark. "Let go, Varion. We need this. You need this."
Mira straddled him fully now, slick heat pressing against his still-hard cock. She rocked her hips, coating him in her wetness, then reached down and lined him up. Slowly—agonizingly slowly—she sank down.
The head pushed inside her tight, virgin entrance. Mira's breath caught, eyes fluttering. Inch by inch she took him, stretching around his thickness until she bottomed out with a broken moan, her walls clenching hot and wet around every ridge.
"Gods… you're so deep," she gasped, voice trembling. "Varion… you feel so good inside me."
She started moving, rolling her hips in a slow, needy rhythm. Her breasts bounced with every downward thrust, nipples hard and flushed. "Fuck me," she breathed, dirty and desperate. "I've wanted this for so long… wanted you to fill me up… make me yours before you leave…"
The others worshipped him while she rode. Erza and Ultear kissed and sucked along his neck and chest, leaving blooming hickeys. Lucy leaned in to capture one of Mira's nipples in her mouth, sucking hard. Brandish slid lower, tongue teasing Mira's clit as she rode, making the white-haired woman cry out.
Ultear went even lower. She nuzzled between Varion's legs and took one of his balls into her mouth, sucking gently while her tongue swirled. The combined sensation—tight heat around his cock, wet mouths everywhere—had him groaning.
Halfway through, the dormant expression on Mira's face triggered something. Varion growled, flipped them in one smooth motion, and bent her knees up behind her head, folding her into a deep mating press. He slammed back inside her in one hard thrust.
Mira's eyes widened, then rolled back. "Ah—oooohhhhh! Varion—!"
"You're not so dormant now, huh?" he growled, hips snapping forward, driving into her with deep, punishing strokes. The new angle let him hit even deeper, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.
Mira's nails dug into his back. Her pussy clenched around him like a vice as her orgasm hit hard—walls fluttering, milking him, eyes glassy and unfocused. She cried out, body shaking beneath him.
The tight, rhythmic squeeze pushed Varion over the edge. He slammed to the hilt with a low groan and came hard, flooding her with thick, hot pulses of cum. He kept thrusting through it, grinding deep, filling her completely until it leaked out around his cock.
Mira trembled beneath him, panting, a blissful, broken smile on her lips.
The others watched with hungry, loving eyes, hands still roaming his skin.
Varion's chest heaved, breath still ragged from the rush of pleasure, but his body was nowhere near done. The heat in his veins burned hotter. He turned his head, eyes locking onto Lucy, her cheeks flushed, lips still glistening from earlier.
Without a word he reached for her, gentle but insistent. His hands slid around her waist and he pulled her close, then pushed her down onto the bed beside him. Lucy let out a soft, surprised gasp as her back hit the mattress, her full breasts bouncing enticingly with the motion, nipples already tight and begging for attention.
He mounted her in one smooth motion, knees spreading her thighs wide. His cock—still slick from Mira and his cum, heavy with need—rubbed along her soaked folds, teasing her clit with every slow roll of his hips. Lucy's breath hitched, eyes wide and shining as she stared up at him.
"Varion…" she moaned, voice trembling with want as she pressed into him. "Please…"
He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a deep kiss as he lined himself up and pushed inside—slow, careful, letting her feel every inch stretch her open. Lucy's head fell back against the pillow, a long, breathy moan spilling from her lips as he sank deeper.
"Varion… Vari-… oh gods, Varion…" she chanted his name like a prayer, her eyes locked on his the entire time, pupils blown wide with pleasure. He bottomed out and stayed there for a heartbeat, letting her adjust, letting her feel how perfectly they fit.
Then he started thrusting—gentle at first, deep and rolling, hitting every spot that made her toes curl and her back arch. Lucy's moans grew louder, unrestrained, until Varion leaned down and muffled them with his mouth, swallowing every cry as he picked up the pace.
"Keep going," she gasped against his lips between kisses, voice breaking. "Don't stop—please, cum inside me… just like you did with Mira… fuck, make me a mommy, Varion…" (tell me if this lines a little to much felt right for her character they book worms and the super nice ones, and the prim and proper ones are always freaks in the best of ways)
Brandish and Ultear moved in without hesitation. Brandish latched onto one of Lucy's breasts, sucking hard on the nipple while Ultear took the other, tongue swirling and teeth grazing just enough to make Lucy whimper. Erza pressed herself against Varion's back, bare breasts warm against his skin. One of her hands slid around his waist and lower, cupping his balls, rolling and gently squeezing them in time with his thrusts.
Erza's lips brushed his ear, voice low and filthy—the closet-perv side she only ever let out in moments like this.
"I read about this in one of those books you pretend not to notice on my shelf," she whispered, hot breath making him shiver. "The king pinning the princess down and breeding her until she can't walk… how he fills her so full she leaks for days… I've touched myself thinking about you doing that to me. To all of us."
Lucy's pussy clamped down hard around him at the words, her orgasm crashing through her. She cried out into Varion's mouth, walls fluttering and milking him in tight, rhythmic spasms. The sensation was too much—Varion groaned deep in his chest, hips stuttering, and slammed to the hilt one last time. He came hard, flooding her with thick, hot pulses while still thrusting through it, pushing every drop as deep as he could.
They stayed locked together, panting, until he finally pulled out with a wet sound. Cum immediately started to leak from Lucy's well-used pussy, but she only smiled up at him, dazed and blissful.
Erza didn't give him time to catch his breath. She slid down his body, eyes locked on his the entire way, and took his still-hard, cum-slick cock into her mouth in one smooth motion. She sucked him clean with hungry, deliberate strokes, tongue swirling around the head before she pulled off with an obscene pop. A thin string of saliva and mixed fluids connected her lips to him for a second before it broke. She grinned up at him, cheeks flushed bright red—the proper knight gone, replaced by the secret pervert she only ever showed him.
Then she pushed him onto his back and swung a leg over, impaling herself on his cock in one fluid, desperate motion. She bottomed out instantly and started riding with fervor, hips slamming down hard, breasts bouncing as she chased her own pleasure.
"Like this," she gasped, voice husky and shameless. "Just like in the books… the knight riding her king until he fills her womb… I've fantasized about you bending me over the guild table and breeding me where anyone could walk in… about you making me yours in every way those pages described…"
Her pace was relentless, walls clenching around him like a vice. Varion's hands dug into her hips, fingers bruising as he met every downward thrust with an upward snap of his own. He was still sensitive from Lucy and mira, every slide sending sparks of overwhelming pleasure through him, but he didn't slow down—he matched her, driving deeper, harder.
Erza's head fell back, moans turning into desperate cries as she rode him like she'd been waiting years for this exact moment.
Erza kept riding him with single-minded devotion, each downward bounce of her hips more purposeful than the last. Her hands braced on his chest, fingers digging in as she rolled and ground against him, determined to pull every ounce of pleasure from his body before he left. Her red hair clung to her sweat-dampened skin, breasts bouncing heavily with every thrust, nipples hard and flushed.
"Cum for me," she gasped, voice husky and commanding, the closet-perv side of her fully unleashed. "Fill me up, Varion. I want to feel you explode inside me just like you did with Mira and Lucy. I've fantasized about this for so long—about you breeding your knight until I'm overflowing with your seed."
Varion's hands dug deeper into Erza's hips, matching her rhythm with powerful upward thrusts. He was still sensitive from the previous rounds, every slide sending sparks of overwhelming pleasure through him making him twitch, but he couldn't stop. The tight, wet heat of Erza's pussy, the way she rode him like she owned him, the dirty words spilling from the usually proper knight—it was too much.
"Erza—fuck—I'm—"
He couldn't hold it any longer. With a deep, guttural groan, Varion slammed up into her one final time and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her depths, pulse after pulse painting her insides white. Erza moaned loudly at the sensation, feeling him throb and fill her completely.
But she didn't stop.
Instead, her pace increased—faster, harder, more desperate. She rode him through his orgasm, grinding down on him to milk every last drop, her own climax building rapidly.
"Yes… yes, give it all to me," she panted, eyes half-lidded with lust. Her movements became erratic, hips rolling and bouncing wildly as she chased her peak. The wet sounds of their joined bodies filled the room.
Erza's head fell back, red hair cascading down her back as the pleasure crested. With a hot, sultry moan that was pure sin—low, throaty, and full of satisfaction—she came hard. Her pussy clamped down around him like a vice, fluttering and squeezing in powerful waves as her orgasm ripped through her. Her whole body trembled, thighs shaking, breasts bouncing as she rode out every pulse of ecstasy.
She collapsed forward onto his chest, panting heavily, a blissful smile on her flushed face.
The night was still young, and the other girls were far from finished with him.