A/N: Welcome to my latest shitpo- I mean amazing piece of art.

I'd like to say thaks to Zingy for being the insparation behind this fic. But also fuck you because this was a pain in the ass to write.

I really don't have much else to say since the shoutouts will mostly be at the bottom, but uh enjoy this cursed story

A door opened. Argo's head turned towards it, only for her to remember she was blindfolded. Footsteps echoed through the room as whoever it was approached her.

"Argo, Argo, Argo. Why did you have to go and do a thing like that?"

"Ahh… S-squeak… Please unclip the mousetraps Kii-bou… I'm sorry I ate the cheese." A hand caressed her face, rough from use with a sword. She loved the feel of those hands, especially in times like this.

"You know that's not how this works." Kirito said before reaching down and twisting the mouse trap lightly. The clamp, which was attached to her chest, sent a spark of both pain and pleasure coursing through her body.

"K-Kii-bou please!"

He let go with a sigh, still leaving the mousetrap in place. His hand trailed down her naked body, which lay flat on a cold surface. She had to hold in some giggles as he touched her stomach. Argo refused to let him know she was ticklish.

"What do you think a suitable punishment is then?" Kirito asked. Argo felt his hand slip between her thighs as he spoke, causing her to hold back a gasp of surprise.

A finger penetrated her, making Argo squeak in pleasure.

"Hmm you're already pretty wet. I guess you really do like those traps…"

Argo tried to deny it, but she couldn't open her mouth without letting out a squeak. Kirito liked to compare her to a mouse because of this tendency, she was a Rat dammit!

He pulled away after a moment, much to Argo's relief and disappointment. Her blindfold was ripped off, causing her to wince as the light in the room assaulted her retinas.

Her eyes began to adjust, allowing the Rat to see the area around her. She was in what looked like a concrete room, laying on a surgery bed. Kirito was standing over her, dressed in a black t-shirt and slacks. His smirk was on just the wrong side of teasing. He was looking at her like she was his next meal.

Argo would be lying if she said she didn't find it hot.

"Well then," Kirito said as he cupped her face and leaned down towards her. "What punishment do you choose?"

Argo leaned forwards as much as possible, trying to connect their lips at last. Kirito pulled back just before she could, leaving the girl pouting in disappointment.

Kirito unlatched the restraints keeping her in place, allowing her to stretch her limbs a bit. Argo went to remove the mousetraps only to be stopped by him.

"Now now, I didn't give you permission to do that, did I?"

He grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her head down to his waist. Kirito's other hand went to his fly, dragging the zipper down slowly. Argo's eyes followed it religiously.

Kirito unbuttoned the pants, pulling them down a bit before doing the same with his boxers. His erection was revealed rather unceremoniously, standing proud at six inches.

He pulled her head towards it. Argo opened her mouth obediently, taking in Kirito's erection with little difficulty. She gave a happy hum as she swirled her tongue around it. Argo repositioned her legs behind her to get better purchase, letting her take some control of the movements. She noticed a little to late that doing so caused the mousetraps to drag along the surface of the bed

A satisfied groan left Kirito's lips as she moved back and forth on his cock. He slowly started pushing her head back and forth, taking control of Argo's movements. Kirito suddenly began thrusting into her throat, effectively face fucking her. Argo choked as her air was restricted, mentally refusing to acknowledge her increased arousal from the act.

Without warning, Kirito pushed her head all the way down on his cock. He groaned as a hot liquid began pumping down Argo's throat. She happily sucked down the offering, before he released her head, letting her fall back on the bed with a cough.

"T-that was mean Kii-bou."

"Heh, you haven't seen anything yet."

Argo squeaked as she was suddenly spun around. Kirito pulled her half off the surface, so her butt was fully exposed to him. She didn't even have time to be embarrassed about that before Kirito acted.

Smack!

Squeak!

Kirito spanked her repeatedly, a squeak coming from the Rat every time. By the time he stopped, Argo was sure her bottom was as red as her face.

"Kii-bou, let me up plea- Ah!" Something entered her from behind. Argo realized it was Kirito's tongue, as his fingers began playing with her clit. Her hands fisted the bed under her, trying to keep her moans and squeaks from leaking out.

"Mmph, K-Kii-bou, n-no fair- Ah! Squeak!"

A small part of Argo's brain pointed out that he was very skilled at spelling her name with his tongue. Said part was ignored in favor of focusing on the pleasure such an act gave her.

"I-I'm going to- Ah!- c-cum soon!"

Right when she was on the edge, Kirito pulled away, leaving Argo unsatisfied.

"W-why did you stop?"

A hand closed around Argo's throat, cutting off her air supply. Kirito dragged her back so that their bodies were against one another, with her back to him. His breath tickled her ear as he spoke in a low tone.

"I never gave you permission to finish."

Argo whimpered, before realizing Kirito's erection was between her thighs. She began rocking back and forth, lightly grinding it against her pussy. She needed release soon, or she would go crazy.

"You don't have permission to do that either."

He drew away from her, taking Argo's source of pleasure with him. Before she could even whisper a complaint, his cock pushed into her, filling her. He bottomed out immediately.

Argo didn't just moan in pleasure. She screamed.

Kirito pulled her back against him. He had ripped his shirt off at some point, letting her skin run hot against his. He thrusted in and out of her slowly, pulling all the way out every time before bottoming out hard. His right hand trailed down her body, reaching her clit. His left came up to her chest, groping and rubbing. Argo raised her hand to meet his, and Kirito intertwined their fingers.

Argo was on cloud nine. The sensations affecting her were almost too much to handle. Kirito's hot breath on her neck, his fingers playing with her clit, his cock ramming into her. It all built up. She didn't think it could get any better.

She was quickly proven wrong when Kirito began thrusting faster into her, hips slamming against her ass.

"Kii-bou… sir, may I please cum?"

His breath hitched when she spoke, before he replied in a not-so-low voice.

"Cum for me."

Argo finally let the release she had been holding back go, as orgasmic bliss filled her entire body. Kirito followed soon after, pushing all the way inside her with a grunt. The feeling of his cum filling her just made Argo's orgasm even better.

They stayed like that for a bit, Kirito nuzzling her neck from behind. Argo just basked in the feeling of his body against hers. She realized his cock was still hard inside of her, which gave her a very naughty idea.

"Please sir, may I have some more?"

Kirito thrusting into her was all the answer Argo needed.

"Holy shit, that was amazing." Kirito said, laying on the surgeon's bed Argo had previously occupied.

"He he, Yeah it was." Argo replied, nuzzled into his chest. "You actually make a pretty good dom Kii-bou. I'm surprised."

"Well, you said you wanted to try this stuff out. So I did some research…" Kirito scratched the back of his head in embarrassment while Argo cooed.

"Aww Kii-bou, you're so thoughtful!" Her happy smile gained a dangerous edge to it. "Hey, wanna go another round?"

Kirito thought for a moment before replying. "I feel like six rounds in one day is a bit much."

"Nah, we can always log out if we get too tired."

He nodded at that before getting up. Argo sat up in the bed mentally preparing herself for another round. She saw Kirito walk behind a small counter top. He gazed menacingly at her as he reached under and retrieved a large yellow block, slamming it on the counter.

"Cheese"

Argo's eyes widened in fear.

A/N: So I'm not actually into BDSM, like at all, so I'm sorry if I accidentally miss-represented anything here. Which brings me to a concern some of you may have, which is aftercare.

The reason there isn't any is pretty simple. A). They still fuckin'. B). Both of them are completely inexperianced in this matter, and while Kirito is stated to 'doing some research' I never actually say how much is done. But rest assured, the couple eventually figures out the importance of aftercare.

Now for shoutouts:

Flamelordytheking helped me with this chapter a bit, so thanks to him for that. Check out his story "Caring For A Rat" if you want some good KiriSunaArgo.

Agent 94's Sinonon is also worth checking out if you want some KiriNon. Agent also updates this one very frequently (unlike a certain comedy fic -_-)

TwistedFilms has recently announced a Hiatus on his SAO fics, but he also writes for the Harry Potter fandom if thats your cup of tea.

And of course, I can't go without shouting out my favorite SAO fic, Fifty-Fifty by Aperax. Seriously, read it. Now. I'm not asking.

Welp, until next time dear readers!