Relevant Tags & Content Warning:Non-Consent, Forced, Reluctance, Blowjob, Basically Oral Rape, Loss of Control

  [colpse]The noble girl’s pouty lips press together into a thin line. She jerks her arm slightly, successfully dislodging the Drakling’s hand. That ‘victory’ only seems to steel her resolve. Thea’s soft-blue eyes harden with determination as she proudly lifts her chin and... spits directly in Krvavy’s face. “I am not taking anything off! And you would not dare to change that! Now unhand me, you beast!”

  Krvavy remains frozen for a few long seconds as that sptter of saliva drips down her cheek.

  A fsh of burning anger fres up within Krvavy as the sheer arrogance and mispced confidence of this bratty bitch... causes something to snap inside her mind. Without even a thought, both of the barbarian’s hands crash into this brat’s chest, nearly knocking the girl over if not for her fingers digging into the detestable fabric hiding her prize away.

  “AAAHH!” Thea’s shriek drowns out the sound of threads snapping at the seam. “Y-you monster!” She does her best to stop to Krvavy from ripping her clothes apart. “Off! Back! Fiend! No!” But her best is nowhere near good enough. Her resistance is hardly even an inconvenience. “S-stop!”

  Completely lost in the moment, Krvavy quite predictably ignores the noble girl’s shouting in favour of simply continuing to rip away at Thea’s once nice dress. The spoiled girl is wearing a number of different yers, it would seem, though that doesn’t st long. Beneath her dress was another much more pin one, and under that was what appeared to be some puffy pajama looking pants with a matching tank top.

  Tearing through all of that, all the while keeping hold of the increasingly frantic noble girl who is struggling more and more by the second, Krvavy finally comes upon Thea’s underwear. It is surprisingly modern looking, with a bra that feels oddly sporty, some modest panties, and stockings that are held up with garter attached to a fabric belt around her waist. She is still wearing her slightly heeled shoes, which now look out of pce on her.

  Krvavy hungrily takes in Thea’s near-naked form, mindlessly devouring the panicked girl with her eyes. There is something about seeing her like this that Krvavy finds almost... irresistible. Her most private of parts, which Krvavy has seen before, just barely hidden away... Would she look better with even less on? With just those stockings and garter?

  As Krvavy reaches towards Thea’s bra, the noble swings her free hand forwards and sps the barbarian across the face.

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  “Beast bitch! Get off! Go die! Filthborne harlot! Rapist! Despicable degenerate!” Thea hysterically shouts, visibly wincing as she pulls her hand back. “Monster! Wanton animal! Ch–urhk!”

  The bratty noble’s insults are suddenly cut off as Krvavy grabs onto her chin, fingers squishing into her cheeks. She pounds her hand against Krvavy’s wrist, hopelessly trying to loosen the barbarian’s grip. Only a few of her struggled strikes cause even the slightest bit of damage, but even then they are easily ignored.

  “Khhhmnhhgh!” Thea continues trying to hurl insults despite not being able to move her jaw or open her mouth. “Nghhh!” A fsh of panic crosses her face as the seemingly feral Drakling drags her closer. Something rather stiff and incredibly hot presses into her soft belly, throbbing and pulsing with need. “Nghhhkhhmghh!”

  Lust and rage swirls through Krvavy’s mind. Her lips part, long and inhuman tongue lolling out once more. Thea trembles and makes a disgusted noise as that thing presses into her squished cheek. The fleshy nubs that coat its slimy length grind and rub against this girl’s fair skin. Arousal begins to overpower anger as Krvavy slowly licks Thea across the face. This brat spat at her, so it is only fair she does vaguely something simir in return.

  “Nnhhhghh...!” The silver-blonde girl shudders, her heavily flushed face scrunching up as she closes one eye to keep the Drakling’s slick saliva from dripping into it. For a moment, she seems more annoyed than anything. The pulsing of Krvavy’s cock quickly changes that.

  Slick pre dribbles from the tip of the Drakling’s dick, smearing across Thea’s soft and smooth belly. Its swollen and angry tip presses into the bratty girl’s panties, sharing its intense heat and feeling her own.

  Thea tenses up. With her face held so tightly, she can’t even so much as take a step back.

  A throbbing need echoes through the Drakling’s thoroughly lust-addled mind. Her heartbeat pounds away in her ears like a war drum, deafening and exhirating. A flimsy fabric barrier is all that is keeping her from ciming her prize... from taking Thea as her own~... from robbing this girl of her precious maidenhood~...!

  Fear fills Thea’s soft-blue eyes as she seems to truly realize the gravity of her situation. “Hhhnh...!” She shakily inhales, forcing her eyes shut and bracing herself for what is to come with depressed resignation

  Krvavy hesitates. Only the faintest shred of restrain remains inside of her, and that sight – pathetic and intimately familiar – draws it to the forefront. What... is she doing...? The throbbing of her cock makes it hard to think. She... doesn’t have the strength to stop this... Pain stabs through her heart at that realization.

  Her grip on Thea’s chin tightens, causing the girl to wince and wordlessly whine.

  “Hhghhhaahh~...!” The barbarian’s hot and heavily panted breath brushes over her trembling brat’s flushed and saliva-soaked face. She knows that no matter how stubbornly her mind may refuse to cross this line, her body will eagerly do it anyway. She needs a distraction. Something to appease her overwhelming lust...

  With great difficulty, an idea begins to form. Simple, but hopefully effective.

  A darker part of her mind ughs at herself as she struggles with these desires. Pathetic, it says. But it doesn’t stop her from trying. Why would it? She will take Thea eventually. If not now, then ter. And it will be far more fun to slowly work towards that goal... Gradually breaking down this bratty bitch of an NPC bit by bit...

  On unsteady legs, the barbarian begins to drag Thea towards the burning campfire. Roughly and almost clumsily, she drops down onto the chunky log that serves as a bench and force the noble to kneel between her legs. Her tail coils around on instinct alone, pressing against Thea’s back and trapping the girl in pce.

  “Vile savage!” The girl spews out that insult as soon as Krvavy frees her face, voice shaking as she tries to act brave and unbothered. This bitch of a noble is... surprisingly resilient. How wonderful~... “Filthborne beast! Let me go! Disgusting monster! Get this gross thing out of my face! Go die! I am not going to use my hands again!”

  “No, you aren’t~,” Krvavy’s purred voice slurs slightly as she agrees with the brat. “It’s your mouth that I want~!”

  Thea spits up at Krvavy again. “Never! Go die! Doxy harlot! Pervert!”

  Krvavy’s fingers caress the noble girl’s damp and slightly sticky face. An intense need pulses away at the back of her brain. Like an insistent headache. Her fingers trail along Thea’s delicate chin, as if threatening to grab hold of it once more. “It’s either you do that, or I use this~!” The Drakling’s tail twists even further, its tip pushing between Thea’s legs and briefly pressing against the bratty noble’s panties, before dropping back to the ground.

  Gring hatefully up at Krvavy, Thea shakes in furiously impotent rage. After a few moments, she makes an extremely angry and exasperated huff. “Hmph! Fine! But I will not forget this!”

  That this brat has surrendered and submitted to her is... it is intoxicating~...! That swirling and heady satisfaction addles her mind even further, mingling with the manic and deluded pride of having overcome her own desires... despite the fact that she has completely and utterly succumbed to those urges and not actually won at all. A concession like this isn’t a victory. No matter how sweet it may feel.

  Krvavy’s lips spread into a wide, predatory grin that puts her carnivorous teeth on full dispy. A crazed gleam fills her emerald eyes. “Oh, of course you won’t forget this~!” She can’t help but triumphantly tease, feeling oh so giddy and gleeful despite what she is making this girl do. “This is an important first for you, isn’t that right~?”

  Thea doesn’t deign that with a response, simply bringing her hands up to Krvavy’s eagerly twitching shaft and grabbing onto it, squeezing tightly.

  The bratty noble roughly jerks Krvavy’s cock up and down. Her hot breath touches the tip, making her annoyance and displeasure known with each huffed gasp. But... she doesn’t make even the slightest indication that she is going to actually use her mouth.

  The Drakling’s tail twitches, jumping upwards and all but spping its tip against the noble girl’s panties.

  Thea jumps in surprise as that meaty appendage begins grinding against her untouched slit. A faint pinkish hue fills her cheeks as she gres up at the barbarian.

  “Use your mouth~.” Krvavy lustfully growls out that reminder. “Or I use this~.”

  The bratty noble scowls and narrows her eyes. After a few moments, she relents. Thea reluctantly leans forwards, pressing her pouty lips against the very tip of Krvavy’s cock. As if kissing it. She jumps slightly as that thick and impatient thing throbs from that little bit of contact.

  Soft-blue eyes gre up at Krvavy, looking so... so adorably grumpy~.

  Slick and slimy pre quickly coats Thea’s kissable lips as she rubs the very tip of the Drakling’s dick over her closed mouth. She is stalling. But they both that she can’t keep that up forever. And so, with a great deal of hesitation, her lips slowly begin to part.

  “Haahh~!” Krvavy gasps in surprise as this beautiful brat’s tongue just barely touches the dribbling cumslit atop her cockhead. Purely by accident, judging by how it quickly darts back. Still... a pleasant shiver runs down her spine, causing her sizable shaft to pulse as it leaks more and more pre.

  Thea grimaces a little, even as her cheeks burn a brighter shade of red. The wet warmth of her mouth slowly spreads across Krvavy’s turgid tip as she tries to entirely engulf that throbbing thing. Emphasis on tries. She can hardly even get the semi-fred head into her mouth. Even if the girl knew what she was doing, the size is... a bit too much for her to handle. Still, she is quite the stubborn girl and is, surprisingly, not giving up just yet.

  Her teeth scrape against Krvavy’s stiff rod as her jaw stretches wide. The sensation isn’t exactly unpleasant for Krvavy, possibly due to her resistances, but it isn’t exactly pleasurable either. This is far from enough to satisfy Krvavy’s lust. It would have been better if the inexperienced girl just focused on her tip...

  Thea’s hands slow down as she angrily pulls off of the indomitable dick in front of her, moving her jaw around to deal with the slight soreness. “I cannot do it! This is impossible!” Well, that both took less and more time than expected.

  “Aww, you were getting there~.” Krvavy reassuringly coos, cupping this adorably bratty girl’s cheek. The arousal bubbling up in her mind makes it quite easy to genuinely and enthusiastically encourage this bitchy blonde. She doesn’t particurly care if it comes across as condescending or sarcastic. Not enough of her is present in her own mind for that. “You just need some practice~! But for now, just get the tip in again~! Close your lips, suck on it, use your tongue~! Go on, try again~!”

  The bratty noble gres at Krvavy, her upper lip curling in disgust. The sudden pressure of Krvavy’s tail pressing against her panty covered crotch changes her mind, though it doesn’t change her mood.

  Bringing her head back down and closing her eyes, Thea presses her lips against the tip of Krvavy’s cock once more. Again, almost as if she is giving it a kiss... After a moment of mustering her courage, she parts her lips and begins to push herself forwards. Bit by bit, the wet heat of her mouth surrounds Krvavy’s swollen and sensitive cockhead, engulfing the entirety of that turgid tip. Her teeth gently press down on the sizable shaft, just beneath its fred crown.

  Resuming the movement of her hands, Thea’s stretched lips press tightly to the shaft and she begins to gently suckle on it. Her eyebrows furrow in annoyance when she realizes that Krvavy’s tail is still grinding against her, showing no signs of stopping.

  The sensation is nice, but Thea’s inexperience and reluctance keeps it from being truly enjoyable. The feeling is almost rexing, and Krvavy would be happy to sit here like this all day.

  Either sensing that this isn’t enough for Krvavy or getting impatient herself, Thea hesitantly moves her tongue forwards and brushes it against the meaty shaft in her mouth. Making a slightly disgusted noise, Thea begins to gently explore the head of Krvavy’s cock, tracing along the edges and all across its girth.

  Krvavy shivers in pleasure as the tip of Thea’s tongue slides over her cock’s slit. The bratty noble girl seems to notice that, as her reluctant licking begins to exclusively focus on that spot.

  Moaning in pure bliss, Krvavy brings a hand down towards Thea to reward the girl’s efforts by gently stroking her silver-blonde hair.

  That clearly pisses the bitchy noble off, her eyes furiously opening as she gres up at Krvavy. The sight of that only excites Krvavy even more though, as the willful gaze of a girl servicing her cock is a pleasure of its own.

  There doesn’t seem to be much else Thea can do to further satisfy Krvavy, so this continues on for quite a while. Krvavy doesn’t mind that one bit though, as the slow buildup towards relief is something that she hasn’t experienced much of before. Especially in this body...

  Lustily gazing down into Thea’s furiously gring eyes, caressing her silver-blonde hair and her flushed cheeks alike, Krvavy feels content. Sadly, that doesn’t st.

  Thea’s body quivers suddenly, her eyes rolling back slightly before smming shut. A moan forces its way around Krvavy’s cock, vibrating it pleasantly. Krvavy’s tail has become damp with the brat’s lust, continuing to grind against panties that are now soaking wet. It would seem that the noble girl just had an orgasm.

  That realization sends an overwhelming jolt of pleasure through Krvavy, pushing her over the edge as well. Her thick cock twitches, shooting spurt after spurt of creamy cum into the back of Thea’s mouth. Overcome by orgasmic ecstasy, Krvavy forces Thea further down her turgid rod, pressing the tip all the way back at the entrance of her throat.

  Thea gags at the sudden intrusion, forced to swallow Krvavy’s virile seed. It is clearly too much for the inexperienced girl. She begins choking, her eyes watering as cum drips out from her nose.

  Luckily for the bratty noble, Krvavy has had enough and loosens her grip. Thea is able to force herself off of Krvavy’s softening cock, coughing up some cum while gasping for breath.

  There is a bit of concern in Krvavy’s mind, but Thea seems to be mostly fine, if very far from happy.

  The noble girl swats Krvavy’s hand away as she continues to cough out and nurse her jaw, gring up at the barbarian.

  The sight immediately sparks lust in Krvavy, as Thea’s proud face is a mess of cum, saliva, and tears. A primal part of Krvavy wants to bend her over and fully cim this bratty girl right now.

  Quickly turning her head away to keep her arousal under control, Krvavy carefully rises her feet.

  “W-was that... eugh... not enough for you...?!” Thea’s hoarse voice coughs out in defiance.

  “It was. At least for now.” Krvavy lies to herself as much as the brat, gncing back to Thea’s messy but arousing form just long enough to give her a pat on the head. “Good girl~. That’s all for today, so I’m going to go get cleaned up now. You can take your time though.”

  “Eugh... H-how generous of you...!” The bratty noble sarcastically chokes out as Krvavy walks off towards the hot springs. “Y-you filthborne... ach... beast!”

  A haze still lingers in the Drakling’s mind, though not as intensely as before. A bit of guilt pulls at her heartstrings, but not too much. She was successful at keeping herself from utterly ciming that brat, from crossing a line that she couldn’t come back from. That, and the relief she feels for getting off, makes what she just did seem... almost inconsequential.

  Thea is fine, after all. Just as fiery and bratty as usual.

  So, in a way, this was merely a pleasant way to end the day. At least for Krvavy, that is. It almost makes up for the fact that she now has to get out of this game and go to work... Well, at least she’ll get to sleep before having to suffer like that...