Happy Birthday Garfiel! Part 1.
Wheels rattled on a solid surface and the sound echoed throughout the silent air like the ripples on a water surface. A creature's low rumbling sound came from a mouth lined with sharp fangs. Its strong feet thudded against the ground and it pulled along a vehicle for transportation behind it. A lead rope, akin to a head collar, was attached to a halter. Held behind the bipedal creature's neck, the halter was further attached to another safe rope that the driver was utilizing to guide the creature.
A stream of air parted from the creature's wide head and went around the vehicle itself, allowing the object to escape the discomfort of wind resistance as it traveled towards its destination.
The driver was stationed at his coach box, a raised seat on the vehicle's front that allowed him to guide the creature and get the optimal vision of the surroundings. There were two smaller wheels on the front of the vehicle, followed by two larger ones at the back. The body was ornately adorned with all sorts of patterns and colors. The windows of this vehicle were colored by an opaque dark tinge, not allowing anyone to see into the vehicle itself.
The young driver had an intensely serious expression, neatly combed back blue hair, and a white uniform that was clean to the extent of looking abnormal. On the left hand sleeve there was the crest of a Dragon. A sword, covered in a beautiful sheath, laid next to his seat.
He strained his eyes to keep his focus sharp. The driver and this carriage he was leading were covered under the shadow of a thick canopy. Around him, birds chirped and wild-life bustled.
"Ah, we are about to arrive at our location, Sir."
There was tension in his polite and respectful tone. The shadow cleared up and they entered a wide place.
In front lay a great garden maintained on either side of a pathway leading to a 4-story high, white-colored house. Lush green grass barely swayed under the still wind. However, the beauty of the entire place and the fact that this old residence was still maintained even now caused the driver to take a deep breath.
Behind him, he could hear the soft sounds of a person moving around inside the carriage. And then, the latches of a window came undone and a face peeked out to observe the surrounding area.
The driver gave a gulp filled with anxiety and looked straight forwards; those hands that held onto the rope clenched tighter. The driver–a royal Knight of the Kingdom–was not someone who would be intimidated by just anyone. Having proven himself again and again, he had reached Knighthood at an age of 25. He was highly qualified with the sword and had the dignity to bear the crest of Lugunica on his uniform. All of that just made his current behavior all the more perplexing. He was given the role of a driver, but when thinking about the person he was responsible for, this Royal Knight did not feel any insult at such a position, only anxiousness.
The face that peeked out had a slight barbaric alignment to it. But those jade colored eyes spoke epics on the civility and experience contained within. His gold hair was neatly combed back and parted in the middle. His collars had the same structure as those of a knight's uniform and a pyroxene crystal, placed on a thin necklace, stayed in the middle of his chest.
His mouth, lined with sharp fangs of a predator, were one of his most prominent features.
The young man smiled after satisfying himself with the sight of this lavish garden.
"It's all the same, eh? They really worked wonders in this place. And all of that is thanks to Captain~!"
Apparently, the man appeared extremely gleeful and slammed his open palm on the wooden surface of the inner wall.
The driver yelped up in his seat in reaction and the passenger laughed more profusely than before. Their carriage had already passed the metal gates that served as both an entrance and an exit to the main area outside the mansion. Like this, the driver intended to take the vehicle just outside the front door and park it there for the sake of convenience. However–
"Oy, you!"
"Y-yes! W-what happened?! Is there some kind of a problem, Garfiel-sama?! Even if I have done something wrong, please don't report me to my superior!"
"...Woah, wait. Why are you so tense? Anyways, I just want to request you to stop the carriage right here."
"Eh?! B-but–"
"No buts. My amazing–ahem, I want to take a little bit of a walk. Or is there some kind of problem with that?"
Despite not being able to look at his face, the driver felt that his passenger was narrowing his eyes in playful displeasure. Thus, with regret in his heart, he quickly stopped the carriage.
The small door of the carriage was opened with force and a lively figure leaped out. The figure—his passenger–was wearing a similar uniform to him. But the color of the uniform had a yellow and orange palette. Along with that, the uniform also had a hanging silver badge attached to the breast pocket. That badge explicitly belonged to the warriors of the personal guard of this era's Queen, the half-elf named Emilia.
"Garfiel-sama, are you sure? I could just drop you off right before the mansion's door. A person of your stature doesn't need to bother yourself by walking this distance."
"-Man, you really ain't listening, huh." Garfiel, stretching his limbs after a fairly long carriage ride, decided to flex his muscular body and exposed his mouth–the insides lined with sharp fangs.
"Hiee! S-Sorry! Don't eat me, please!" The knight-driver brought his hands up and covered his face in a fear filled gesture, his body almost stumbling off the driver seat.
"...Pu-ha!"
"Eh?"
"Hahaha! Why do you think I am going to eat you?! Hilarious! Even though you are a royal Knight of our most glorious Kingdom, your insides are made of soft sand~!"
"B-but, you are the strongest warrior of our Kingdom, after all. The most ferocious demi-human, Garfiel Tinsel."
"..Strongest, eh."
At the sentence of the knight, who had managed to regain his composure and stated the facts in a serious tone, Garfiel stopped his roars of laughter and rubbed the back of his head in an awkward grimace.
"In actuality, if it wasn't for that goddamn Sword Saint retiring then I would still be a big Number two."
"Numbero twu?"
"A second place, I mean."
"Second place?! Someone like you in second place! That is unbelievable to hear. I have heard rumors of the now-retired Sword Saint, but having seen your abilities with my own eyes I find it hard to comprehend a person of greater ability. Even the most notorious Knight of Knights was defeated in battle by your own hands! Please don't call yourself a second place as it makes the rest of us look like buffoons."
"So the Sword saint is being lost to history. However, you ain't got any right to tell me what to call myself and what not to call myself. I know my strength and my abilities the best."
"-No, Garfiel-sama. With all due respect, all of us in every Knight squadron respect and admire your strength. In addition, we use you as an example to strive for. That is why, even if you were to take my life for saying such words, I truly request you to not call yourself a Numbiro twi." Taking in an upright posture, there was finally some semblance of a knight's pride within his trembling shoulders.
"...It's Number two ,idiot. Ah well, whatever! Do what you please! If I get too humble then the Captain will yell at me, but if I brag too much then Nee-san will yell at me…"
"That sounds…problematic."
"Yeah! Anyways, we have talked for way too long. Leave me here and return. That is my final order. After all, today is a special day that I only want to spend with those two."
Waving his hand off to the driver who was seemingly going to speak some more regarding this decision, Garfiel began walking away. On his left, he could see parts of the garden that contained trimmed bushes, short trees, and benches for resting. And on the right lay patches of all sorts of beautiful flowers, structured neatly in rows in a way that resembled the brilliance of a rainbow.
The pathway leading to the white building was freshly cleaned and the restructured cobblestones shone underneath his boots. The building itself was exactly the same as always, maintained even after the Emilia camp changed their respective residences.
Looking at the beauty of the entire place, Garfield instinctively patted down his uniform and evened out some of the unrefined ends. And then, from behind him,
"Garfiel-sama. One last thing."
"Oh Kurgan have mercy on me. What is it now?" He slumped his shoulders and turned around, exasperated at the constant delays.
There, the driver gave him a deep bow and smiled after fixing back his posture, saying, "Happy 19th Birthday, Garfiel-sama."
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From a distance, his sharp ears picked up the notes the carriage made as it parted away from the mansion. He took his sweet time getting to the main door, enjoying the sights, visiting the parkour area, and relishing in his memories of the past.
It had been nearly two years since he could visit this mansion again. So busy was he with work and training that he could not find the time to even pay a visit to his brother, the now-successful shop owner, Otto Suwen.
He had been forced to learn all sorts of formal and informal manners of decorum; a truly suffocating experience. However, today was different. He had not come to this mansion simply for the sake of visiting it and drowning in nostalgia. No, he had come here to partake in the two greatest presents inside that white building. Just thinking about it made his mouth water.
While walking slowly and thinking about such things, he arrived at the doorsteps of the door. The door opened with politeness, flowing outwards in a speed neither too fast nor too slow.
""Welcome home, Garfiel-sama."" A chorus of six feminen voices resounded. Every single one of them were pretty females dressed in maid outfits, all bowing down their heads in one synchronous movement.
Garfiel nodded at them, completely used to such treatment. Then, he raised an eyebrow at the small suitcases the maids had in their arms.
"Oh? Are you guys also taking a vacation this week?"
One of the maids, mature and busty, spoke after Garfiel gave her permission to speak through a gesture of the hand. "Yes, Garfiel-sama. Sir Subaru said, 'The Mansion will get hella loud if he is going to be going there, so just take this opportunity to enjoy a break.' That is what he told us."
"Loud? Captain of all people is saying that? Ah, can't be bothered." Saying that with a deadpan expression, Garfiel then looked at the gorgeous, world-class beauties in front of him. Some were busty and others were petite.
In addition, the head maid gave off an intense milf vibe from the way she handled herself.
"Hmm, you guys want to join in? I'll go gentle~" He smirked sideways, observing each of their bodies with a lustful glint in his eyes.
One of the maids, petite and around the same height as Garfiel, spoke, "Naughty Garfiel-sama~! But, well, if you really want us then you would have to pay handsomely for each of us. Of course, whether the two ladies inside will agree with that or not is another thing entirely."
"Ha, cheeky girls! Whatever, go enjoy your vacation and we can…talk later."
"Yes, Garfiel-sama. Food, water, lotions, potions, and everything else has already been prepared inside, including a small birthday cake from all of us maids. And naturally, the two main dishes are preparing themselves for you."
With another polite bow, the maids left carrying their suitcases. Garfiel saw the back of their visage as they left, appreciating the sight of their respective 'assets'. Only the head maid—the milf, turned around to wave him another goodbye. Of course, like the specially selected maids that they were, she gave Garfiel a final gesture of service. Opening her mouth wide, she brought her one hand towards her mouth and cupped an imaginary rod right in front of it. Naturally, she gave that imaginary rod a few strokes and swirled her wide tongue inside her mouth. With that, she left behind an intensely aroused Garfiel who had a lewd smile on his face.
"Yup, she is hot alright. So a blowjob would be okay, is it? Gotta appreciate Captain's tastes. Hot damn, we need to go out together more than we actually do nowadays."
He licked his chops, making a mental note of his future prey and already imagining the most perverted acts he could perform on her. Just then, Garfiel felt he heard the sound of breaking glass from inside the mansion. Along with that was a weird sound of gritting teeth and the feeling of a death stare sending shivers running all over his body.
He grabbed at his shoulders, checking around the entrance area of the mansion for the source. Alas, it was a futile effort and the aroused Garfiel chalked it up to imagination.
"Finally! At last, I am free from all distractions. There is only one thing left to do. My dear kittens are waiting for me."
He traveled the mansion's floor, climbing up a few staircases to reach the top floor. There, he entered the centermost room and was greeted with the sight of a wide, vast room. With the former occupant of this room gone, this master room could be redesigned for anyone staying in the mansion.
It was carpeted and had decorated furniture for all sorts of purposes.
A large, Alaskan-king size bed was placed near the back wall of the room. The large window was uncovered and sunlight poured in without restrictions. A black leather seat had its back turned to that window and a desk made of hard maplewood was placed in front of it. On the desk, there were multiple potions, edibles, and drinks of all sorts of colors. Garfiel could instantly recognize them to be aphrodisiacs and sex-potions. However, considering that he did not have any need for them, those items could only have been prepared for his dear kittens.
The room gave off the fresh smell of floral fragrance and vanilla extract. His dear senses were affected in an increasingly positive manner and his mouth loosened.
He removed his outer outfit, stripping to the black garment underneath and removing the colored pants that held back his raging boner. After removing all of those superficial articles, he neatly and politely placed them in a closet, leaving his body with only a black V-neck undershirt and white underwear. The outside of his underwear's cloth was stained with wet precum and his dick was hard enough to stretch the entire garment outwards. Walking was a predicament as an uncomfortable restriction was attempting to go against an unstoppable force.
However, Garfiel simply stretched his arms inside the wide expanse of this room.
"Hell ya! Now there is no need for my amazing self to speak politely, oi!"
Only after having removed the uniform that exemplified every ounce of effort he had put did Garfiel allow himself to let loose his verbiage. His gaze came across the dressing mirror and he spent a short instance nodding at his own figure. His muscles were a lot more well-trained than ever before, each bulge of firm protein sticking closely with his stretchable undershirt. He kept his golden hair short and his sharp eyes now had a deep sense of maturity within them. The cross-scar on his face continued to remind him of his origins. Along with that scar, there were many small and big ones all over his body. Currently, only the ones riddled across his arms were available to sight.
He was at the peak of his physical form. But despite every singular and collective change in his physical body, there was only one change that Garfiel thanked the most. That is his height. It had only increased by about two inches, an amount that no one else except Garfiel cared for. Especially his sister, who just smiled at him with a look similar to what a mother would show to a small child, nodding along with his 'petty' achievements.
Knock. Knock.
Just then, those sounds erupted from outside the door he had closed behind him. Those early notes were gentle and polite, yet filled with an insistent plea that begged him to hurry up and open the door. Followed by those sounds, the note of the knocking changed to a different one. This time, the knuckles colliding with the hard wood produced a strong and fast sound, the tone filled with annoyance.
Garfiel could not control the absolutely perverted smile that overtook his face, going from side to side.
"Whooo could it be~? Who are these kittens coming to my amazing self's room, I wonder~?"
Immediately, a loud click of the tongue came from one of the people behind the partition that separated a hungry tiger from its prey–the kittens. The fiery kitten behind the door had a loud and sharp tongue.
"Hurry the absolute fuck up and open the door, Garf. Just how long are you going to make someone like me–the lovely Ram-sama waiting? Don't get cocky of your position, womanizer."
"...Today, there is more fire in her voice than usual for some reason. Did my amazing self do something? But, ahh, those insults and that voice!" Garfiel bit his lower lip, suppressing a bestial urge to just break throught the door and claim his prey within his hands.
That insult, laden with nothing but poison, sent jolts of arousing pleasure throughout his body, making his dick twitch for some action. An insult was driving the strongest warrior of Lugunica nuts. However, it was not because he was a closeted masochist or anything like that. It was simply because the owner of that voice was his lovely Ram-sama that it drove Garfiel crazy to this extent.
For Garfiel, that voice was the epitome of sweetness. The volume, pitch, pace, resonance, and intonation were perfect. It was like a sharp poisonous object that had been covered in a seductive, sugary taste. Just the voice alone allowed one to envision the person behind it and anyone would agree that it suited her perfectly. If he was a lesser man then he definitely thinks that he would have ejaculated by that voice alone.
As he basked in his excitement and wondered why they would not simply open the door considering that it had only been shut, not locked, another beautiful voice arrived.
"That's right~! That's right~! It's your birthday, Gar~f! Let Mimi inside already. And there is no need to be so mean to him Onee-chama~."
"Huff, if only you had seen what I saw today. No, wait, if it's this stupid cat then I have no idea how she would react and no intention to waste my time on this stupid thinking."
"-? Anyways, we have such a nice birthday present for you~! No, it's more like Mimi might not be able to hold back, you know~! Mph!"
"Stop moaning, useless cat."
Garfiel's nostrils huffed and puffed at this other voice. It had a young and playful atmosphere to it. And despite the changes the owner of that voice had gone through mentally and physically, her voice remained the same. It was still that lively, energetic, and highly addictive voice of his 'official' girlfriend.
"Ah~! Mimi finds that this doorknob is actually not locked at~! A-ha! Gar~f got us good."
"This cat fucker! Hurry up and open the door."
Garfiel's shoulders slumped down as he was somehow made to be a vindictive prankster in this situation, then the doors opened without a creak. Both of his lovely ladies stepped inside the room with synchronous footsteps and shut the door behind them; their respective eyes colliding with his gaze.
On the left was the girl with a sharp tongue, Ram. The Oni demi-human had not gained a single inch in her height, making it a constant 5 feet 1 inches tall. Her beautiful pink hair and those crimson eyes threatened to bore a hole through Garfiel. Her young features were still the same as ever and she was nothing but a precious flower of poison. Her short hair, which usually covered her left eye, was currently tied back into a small bun. Through the bun, there was an ornate hair-stick holding that cute mound of pink hair together. Upon closer look, Garfiel could see that her beautiful pink lips had a small trace of vaseline on them. That, along with her refreshed fair skin, lit a desire within Garfiel. A wish of receiving a blowjob from that same mouth that would freely insult others.
However, his gaze then traveled to the rest of her body and he frowned in place. Her petite body was hidden from his view, covered by a long towel instead. He turned his sight to the other person beside Ram; to an orange haired demi-human cat known as Mimi.
Two adorable, orange-colored cat ears rested on the top of her head. Unlike Ram, Mimi had gained quite a bit of height and she was now a whole 5 feet 2 inches tall. It was truly an exponential development considering the fact that she was only 3 feet 7 inches tall before.
Her short hair was tied into two tails that fell at either side of her small head. Her aqua green eyes were rounded, looking at him with a heat that he could instantly recognize. Her cheeks were a rosy red and her breath was high.
Her small lips were curved into cat-like expression, the image befitting her visage. However, there were more parts of her body that had gone through exponential growth, parts that were also covered with a towel.
"What? Looking at us with that gaze that is already disrobing us. Have some manners, Garf. You are the strongest warrior of this Kingdom after all~."
"Why do ya keep having' a ridiculously mocking smile while saying that? My amazing self is self-aware of that fact."
"You're right. Ram just keeps on wondering about which idiot granted you such a precious position."
"Of course, Captain was the one."
"...Now it all makes sense. Godamit, this Kingdom is going to fall into ruins." With her traditional, 'Ha!' she shrugged her shoulders in lament.
"Let's put all that aside for now~!" Mimi said, stretching her arms on either side of her body and moving them up and down with excitement. "The important thing is that it's my boyfriend's birthday~! That is why, Happy 19th Birthday Gar~f! Come one, Onee-chama should follow along with Mimi. Here we go~! 1! 2! 3! Happy Birthday Gar~f!"
"..."
"Gosh! Let's try again, together! Happy! Birthday! Garfiel! Say it~!"
"H-happy b-day Garf. There! Isn't that enough? We already have our presents prepared anyways."
Seeing both of their individual quirks and reactions, a warm feeling rose to his chest, one that was different from his aching arousal.
Straining against his underwear, he could feel his dick drip out thick drops of precum again and again. At the mention of a present, Garfiel looked over their towel-covered figures once more.
"I see. Could it be you ya all came all the way to this room naked? Even though no one else should be in the mansion, you guys covered yourself with a towel nonetheless. Is it something like that?"
"Hmp, there is no way this lovely Ram-sama is going to walk around naked. That's not the reason why we covered ourselves with towels…"
"Y-yeah."
Ram trailed off, looking to the side. Even Mimi who was usually confident was now twiddling her fingers together.
"Ahh? Just what is it? Tell my amazing self already before I get impatient enough to simply rip those annoying bath towels off of ya all."
Ram clucked her tongue and Mimi fidgeted around with a blush on her face. Then, gaining a point of insight, Mimi turned towards Ram and smiled.
"He-he, then you go first Onee-chama~!"
"Huh? Ah! Wait!" Mimi grabbed the towel off of her victim, exposing the hidden material underneath.
Ram's eyes were widened as she saw the towel get flung off into the air. A bright blush filled her cheeks and her red irises flickered profusely. She brought both of her hands down in the middle of her legs, holding down a short one piece there.
"Wooah," Garfiel said in a deep sigh of amazement. The simplest way to describe what Ram was wearing underneath was to say that it was a traditional Chinese outfit. Of course, Garfiel's unawareness regarding the origins of the outfit further strengthened his awe at such an exquisite piece. The color was a light red, suiting Ram to a criminal degree. The lower part of her neck was wrapped around in that silky cloth and her shoulders were bare. Her skin looked moisturized with a soft layer of cream and her small shoulders suited her petite figure.
The clothing had floral patterns on it. Blossoming dark red flowers stretched across the entire piece. The dress was tightly sticking to her body to the point where Garfiel could see the small bulges of her small boobs. The slim waist was especially delicate. But the cloth was looser downwards from there. Ram was glaring at him with burning cheeks, but Garfiel could not help but lick his lips when he observed her lower body.
There was an extremely short one piece in the middle; the part that Ram was holding down on. And on either side of that, there were wide partitions that exposed her legs. The partitions were long and absolute, exposing the sides of her lovely hips, her supple thighs, and her slender legs.
"Godam, fuck. What a lower body~!"
Ram had a petite disposition overall. However, her ass was thicker than the rest of her body. Compared to other females, that thickness was not to an extreme degree. But because the rest of her body was the way it was, it made her hips appear wider and fatter than they actually were. Child-bearing hips was the only way Garfiel would truly describe them.
"S-So, Gar~f. What do you think about Onee-chama's outfit~?"
"-Isn't the answer obvious, ah? My amazing self wants to fucking turn her around, lift up the one piece behind her, and ram her ass like there is no tommorow!"
Mimi sighed in relief at that answer and Ram slacked her jaw in an angry disbelief. Apparently, his sentence allowed her to regain her composure. She crossed her arms together, shut her eyes, and turned her face away with a cute, 'Hmph!' Nonetheless, the blush remained on her face and her lips continued to tremble.
Garfiel spent a good minute looking at her body, then turned towards Mimi with an expectant look.
"A-ah, of course, Mimi shall show you too. You know, Mimi got this idea after reading those new Doujins created by the mysterious company called Pleidias."
For some reason, Garfiel turned his face to the side at the mention of that name. Mimi continued while placing her hands on her towel and slowly disrobing it.
"So, yeah. Mimi thought that Gar~f would love this. That is why, please look at this~."
A soft sound came as the bath-towel dropped to the carpet below. After that, an audible gulp came from Garfiel's throat.
There, standing in front of him, was a thick little package. This 'thick little package' referred to Mimi herself. She had large, supple, and fat boobs slightly dangling from her chest. It was another part of her that had gone through much growth. The size of those delicious looking mounds of fat easily came to a G-cup. Her exposed abdomen was not fat by any means. However, her body had gained just the right amount of fat to support her growth.
Below that supple waist was her curvy bottom. Thick thighs and short legs. Garfiel could already imagine the round and supple asscheeks behind her. Her cute, orange colored tail waved from left to right.
This sight in itself was nothing surprising to Garfiel. What was indeed the surprise factor was what she was wearing. There was no bra covering her fatty boobs. The only thing present were the famous nipple pasties. Those patches only covered her areola and her nipples, letting everything else dangle freely in the air. The outside of the nipple pasties was covered with yellow-colored fur.
From those pasties, there was a thin rope that went from each pastie and connected to another pastie. This other pasite was the only thing covering Mimi's pussy. This pussy pastie had a heart shape and was also yellow in color.
The only other article Mimi had were black colored leggings covered with fur on the outside.
"This is…a nekomimi outfit for, you know, a cat! N-Next, Mimi the cat is going to p-pounce on you~!" Her words did not have strength.
Mimi moved forwards nonetheless. She brought her arms up till her face and titted her hands forwards. It was a gesture that a cat would make while meowing.
"Nya~!" She hopped to the left, moving forwards and flicking her hands like a cat. Her thick boobs bounced and swayed, shocking even Mimi. Her cute cat ears were flicking wildly and her tail was straight behind her. These gestures were melting Garfiel in more ways than one.
"Nya~!" She hopped to the right; only one hop away from being right in front of Garfiel. Again, those massive boobs throttled freely and the fat on her thighs jiggled. Garfiel's eyes were shadowed and his tongue moved within his mouth.
And finally,
"N-Nya~?" She hopped right in front of him, facing him from below. The blush going in between her face was burning hot. Her irises were trembling within her eye-sockets and small drops of tears were slowly accumulating at the corners of her round structures. She was embarrassed and nervous, tilting her head to receive some kind of a response. Then—
"Mimi!"
"-! Mhf! Mwh!" Garfiel practically pounced on this cat. He grabbed the back of her head with one hand, wrapping the other around her waist and bringing his head down towards her mouth. Their foreheads collided slightly, but it was nothing that these two could not handle.
More than anything, Mimi's small mouth had been given the most passionate response for her birthday present.
Garfiel's lips were on Mimi's, giving it a solid smooch. Mimi's ears flicked up in excitement and she stood up on her tiptoes to gain as much of his mouth as she could. She brought her arms above and wrapped it around his neck.
Their lips pressed against each other, both fighting for a degree of dominance over the other. Mimi's eyes shut tightly as she felt his strong arm wrapped around her waist. The muscles were hard and firm, digging into the decent amount of fat she had there.
However, the hardness of his dick poking above her abdomen was incomparable to mere muscles. Through his underwear alone, she could feel the intense wetness on the outside and for now, she suppressed her inner desire to grab that resilient cock with both of her small hands.
Garfiel tilted his head slightly, allowing their squished together noses to go free. She smelled of samphire—a refreshing smell akin to a delicate breeze. He was pressing her head towards him as much as he could, getting a feel of her smooth hair as an addition.
Her thin lips were absurdly soft. Yet, their softness was nothing compared to those thick breasts that were squished against his body, pressing against his undershirt and making him regret not stripping down to his bare skin.
They started moving against each other. Opening their lips slightly, they moved it in a way that showed their full intentions to devour each other. Stretching it slightly, then contracting it back together.
Their lips made a smacking sound of chuu's and their hearts made thumping sounds of accelerated lub-dub.
Both of them were feeling deep love and affection for each other. It was excruciating, yet delightful at the same time. They wanted to shout at the top of their lungs that they loved each other. And for Mimi, she had planned this day to be the one where she would completely give herself to her love.
She felt this heat deep inside her pussy. She knew that the increasingly wet contents were flowing outside the heart-shaped pastie that covered her pussy. And in accord with the ever-increasing stimulation she was getting, she finally brought her tongue out.
She instantly overtook Garfiel's lips with her tongue. Swirling it around and around, her saliva smeared all around his mouth.
"*Slorp* Gar~ *Slurp* ~f *Schlurp* Muh!"
It was messy and sloppy. To the only onlooker in this room, it was downright filthy and slutty.
Mimi pressed her lower body against Garfiel. She humped against him and shook her hips left to right. It was the feeling of a bubbling orgasm that she just needed to get out of her system.
Garfiel's eyes continued to look at her figure from above, allowing her to fail her tongue all over his mouth. He brought both his arms below and grabbed her thick ass with his hands. That ass gave way to his touch, a feeling of relief flowing through Mimi.
His hand was not small by any means. And yet, they could not cover the entirety of her asscheeks. He brought his hands up and delivered her cheeks a light slap. It was only a light and delicate one, but it still produced a fleshy thap.
He rubbed his hands around and dug his fingers into that fat ass. There was a layer of firmness underneath the initial layer of softness. In addition, his palms felt the soft hydration over her skin; likely the result of body lotion.
Just by touching, groping, and streching those asscheeks, Garfiel was reminded of the multiple times he had placed his dick right in the middle of her cheeks and humped her ass till he showered it with multiple cum-shots.
"*Shlurp* Mhfw! *Slurp* Mnb!"
The saliva had gotten to the point that it was dripping down his chin. That facial expression of Mimi as she swirled her tongue round and round was filthy lewd. She was feeling better and her thighs were squishing together, trying to trap the heat that her pastie-covered pussy so desperately wanted to let out. She felt as if she would squirt uncontrollably if she did not.
But unfortunately for Mimi, Garfiel brought his head back and left her hanging. The frustration on her face and her pleading eyes were clear in what they wanted Garf to do. Her open mouth and swirling tongue was desiring to reach out and grab him again, yet she was too small for that.
"Gar~f! Gar~f! Please! Gar~! Mimi needs to feel good~!"
She was hopping up and down, attempting to pull him down with her hands. His lips upturned into a degenerate, highly perverted and dirty smirk at the sheer filthiness his kitten was showing him.
"Fine-fine, my amazing self will give you what you want."
He turned her around, keeping her posture upright and her body squished to his. His underwear-covered dick poked above her asscheeks and his figure towered over her. She craned her neck up, gazing at his upside-down figure with desperate eyes. To once again embrace him and keep him there she brought her small arms up and wrapped it around his neck as much as she could.
However, Garfiel's eyes went to Ram. The oni had her arms crossed and her head was turned to the sight. But even then, she kept one eye on the love-making duo. Garfiel knew her enough to know exactly the emotion flashing in her single eye.
"Look, Mimi. Let's show Ram how I make you feel good. So good, in fact, that you will get to have a great orgasm."
For Mimi, she had completely forgotten about the other person in the room until now. And before she could turn her eyes towards Ram, her attention was once again brought to her own pleasure. Garfiel grabbed her boobs from each side, roughly grabbing it in his hands and propping those dangling mounds of fat up.
"Fuck yea. The amount of ejaclutations my amazing self wants you wring out with these fucking large boobs is way too great to do it all today." Saying that, he slapped her boobs from each side, enjoying the sight of those rippling vibrations, the surprised moan from Mimi's innocent voice, and the way the entire fat bounced towards the middle.
"Mimi will do it~! Mimi will use her boobs as much as you like, Gar~f! That is why, make Mimi cum already~!"
He gave a small huff of breath and went to work. He grabbed her boobs again, this time in a ruthless manner. His hands were towards the middle of each boob and he grabbed the fat in his arms in a way that was the same as milking a cow. Her nipple-pasties, covering her nipples and her areola, were stretched outwards with force. Meanwhile, all of the fat surrounding that part was forcefully grasped within Garfiel's strong arms.
"Nghoo! R-rough! Gar~f!"
He pulled her boobs outwards, stretching her boobs to the point where even the skin attaching those mounds of fat to her chest was stretched abnormally. Guttural wails came from her round, oval shaped open mouth. Ram raised a single eyebrow at the creeping smile on Mimi's face at this rough treatment.
Garfiel pulled one teat out, then followed it by the other. This action was the exact same as one taken when milking a cow. And this orange-haired, thick cow was continuing to look at Garfiel from below. The skin around each boob was turning red, but the shade of red around the places that Garfiel was grabbing was of a much darker intensity.
He pulled both of those cow-tits in opposite directions from each other, exposing the wide valley in the middle. Mimi's legs trembled, yet she pushed her hips backwards in an attempt to get more stimulation. Her exposed back rubbed against the cotton undershirt and her hips met his thighs instead of his dick. Her short tail in particular had adorably wrapped itself around his right thigh.
Ram clicked her tongue, tapping her feet impatiently. But the duo did not pay any attention.
Instead of politely letting go of her boobs, Garfiel flung them towards each other. They collided and produced a dull pap sound. Then, the abused breasts with two handprints around each areola dangled downwards to their original position.
Mimi gave deep breaths, her chest heaving up and down.
"Continue~! Gar~f, hurry."
"Jeez, I understand already! What an attention seeker this brat is!"
"M-Mimi is not an attention seeker~! B-but, I do need your attention, Gar~f."
Both of them bantered while looking at each other in their respective ways. And then, Ram stamped one foot on the carpeted floor, an honest expression of anger on her face.
"I see! I understand very well! Okay, fine! I'll leave and you two can just fucking enjoy yourselves. Hmpf!" She turned, making an emphasis on each step she took towards the door.
The panting Mimi simply cocked her head innocently, wanting to go back to receiving Garfiel's love. Ram placed her hand on the doorknob, yet she did not turn it despite multiple seconds passing by fruitlessly.
In this kind of a situation, Garfiel was sure that what Ram was desiring was some form of reassurance, followed by absolute attention towards herself. He also deduced that this sight of Mimi and Garfiel falling in their own worlds reminded her of the bad times she had been experiencing with the 'Roswaal' situation.
However,
"Well, if you want to leave then go right ahead."
"Wha-? W-what?" Her face instantly whiplashed backwards, a truly betrayed expression on her face.
"I mean, this is how it's going to go. You are going to go to a room, flip up your one piece, and instantly dig your fingers inside that tight pussy."
"Hmf?!"
"Then, you are going to listen to the sounds of our extensive love-making and masturbate to that throughout the night."
"..."
"And all of that because you ain't patient. If you wait for your turn then of course, I'll ravage your pussy to my heart's delight. So just wait for it, please? Plus, it's my birthday, you know."
Ram's mouth opened and closed, then her hand fell from the doorknob and she returned back to her original position.
The carrot and stick tactic demolished Ram perfectly. Garfiel thanked his Captain for all of the informative lessons he had received when it came to dealing with all types of girls. Then,
"Gar~f! Kiss Mimi. A-Ahh!" She opened her mouth wide, looking at him from below.
He finally brought his head down and opened his mouth, exposing the fangs lined within. Instead of a direct kiss, saliva dripped out his mouth in a great quantity and naturally went to Mimi's open mouth. He saw as it rolled over her tongue and went down her throat. Small contractions happened and audible gulps resounded.
Then he brought his tongue out in close proximity and Mimi met that by her own. His was longer, yet her tongue lapped around his in a fiery dance. Swirls spat out spit and soft groans sent vibrations through her tongue. He trailed both of his hands down, placing one on her abdomen and the other between her legs.
Instantly, her inner thighs clamped down on his palm from either side and a scorching heat, along with a layer of wet liquid, pressured his hand into submission. She rubbed her thighs one after the other, practically massaging his hand between her supple and thick fat. Her tongue continued to swirl on his in the same way she would when sucking his cock.
"*Shlurp* Ah. *Slurp* Ahn."
However, Garfiel brute forced out of this predicament. His tongue forcefully flicked hers off and then he took the initiative to grasp her tongue between his lips. He moved his head slightly up and down, quite literally stroking the part of her tongue outside her mouth. His dry lips gritted against the soft texture of that wide, yet small tongue.
Meanwhile, the hand on her abdomen rubbed her belly. Up and down his palm made Mimi's eyes widen. She squirmed her lower body around and involuntarily let go of the grip her thighs had on his other hand.
Ram suppressed a snort. That display was of a Master rubbing the belly of its cat and just like a cat, Mimi's belly was a sensitive place for her.
Garfiel's freed hand attacked, going straight for her pussy. He placed his index finger and middle finger directly on the heart-shaped pussy pastie. Instead of being gentle about it, he pushed it with force. The high quality pastie was made out of silicone, attached to place by an adhesive. The material felt like a soft membrane of flesh on Garfiel's fingers as he pushed it as deep as he could.
Mimi, for her part, let out a yelp that was partway between a moan and a yell of surprise. Her body jolted upwards and she ended up standing on her tiptoes. She could feel the inside material on the covering push itself against her wet labia and knew full well that hot liquid had squirted out in response. It reminded her of the initial stage of sticking a dildo inside her pussy; the part when the wide head of those newly manufactured products would so brutally push her opening.
Garfiel continued forward. He grasped her mouth completely, pressing his lips against hers and penetrating his tongue inside. It was like a wild animal had just entered this moist territory. His long tongue slithered around, flicking the underside and the topside of her tongue. Excessive amounts of saliva gushed around in both of their mouths, creating wet sounds. His chin hit her short nose, but Mimi's heart was overtaken by a meltingly-warm sensation at this passionate kiss.
His two fingers rubbed her vagina through the pastie, going up and down while applying constant please. Liquid dripped out freely and the onlooker in this room, who was currently breathing heavily, wondered how that adhesive was still working.
He brought his other hand up and delivered sharp, impactful strikes on the undersides of her boobs. The sound of flesh being struck was much harder than before. Her fair skin on her bare boobs had already turned fairly red. But now, these unrestrained strikes would paint the underside with red marks.
The sight of each boob throttling upwards and the sweet sounds of her stifled moans caused him to progress with even more power than necessary. He found that his own lower body was slowly humping her. His thighs softly hit her asscheeks and the bulge in his underwear rubbed against her back.
Soon, Mimi's wide open eyes closed tight. Her stifled moans silenced and a deep shudder went through her lower body. It was a gesture, an expression of complete relief. Garfiel brought back his head, taking a strand of saliva which ended up falling right on Mimi's forehead. Hot breasts gasped from her gaping mouth and the hands wrapped around his neck loosened.
Her knees buckled and her body slowly drifted down. On the way, her cheek hit his large bulge and she placed her face right below his underwear. Her small nose sniffed the dense, murky aroma of his cock and a small droplet of pre-cum that had accumulated right outside the tip of that bulge stuck to her left cheek.
"Hah. Hah. Th-thank you, Gar~f. Mimi felt so good~!"
"Ho-ho, well my amazing self is glad if you're glad." He patted her head, hitting her orange cat-ears as well. Her ears twitched with passion and a melting smile adorned her small face.
"Ahem. Now are you done?" An interloper interrupted, her footsteps drawing near to the duo. Her one piece swayed around, occasionally exposing more of her lower body as she walked forward in a sassy manner. Making a contrast to Mimi's refreshing body odor, she smelled of jasmine and patchouli. The woody scent of an expensive patchouli perfume combined intricately with a fruity fragrance of jasmine spray. Taking into account her quality china outfit and the pink-colored hair bun at the back of her head, the petite Ram had an irresistibly sensual combination.
"Of course, Ram. My amazing self just had to satisfy my girl there. Let's get this out of the way here.." With a sigh of relief, he grabbed his underwear and pulled it down, finally exposing his previously restrained dick.
The insides of his underwear were a complete mess. Sticky precum had stained the cloth; the concentration at one place being deeper than the rest. For Garfiel, this much wasn't a big deal. But to a normal person, the messy insides of that underwear would make it appear the same as if having ejacluated a load there.
"Woah…" Mimi whispered out those words as her eyes beheld his cock. However, it wasn't just Mimi whose eyes were affixed to it. Ram and Mimi's respectively colored eyes trembled within their eye sockets. Their mouths were partially opened and while Mimi's cat ears shuddered violently, Ram's ears lobes were turning red. Mimi's face was right below his cock, thus she could even admire the structure of his testicles.
Their chest heaved like the calm before a storm. Their expressions had a mixture of lust, awe, and anxiety mixed within them. In this moment, both of them could easily state that the uncircumsized cock in front of them was a rare, monstrous specimen made for bringing about the inner instincts of a woman—the desire to get impregnated.
The size and thickness was such that Ram wondered about how exactly had she survived till today. The musky smell was to a degree that Mimi's heart was acknowledging a deep anxiety, one regarding whether she is capable of taking this cock deep inside her for the very first time.
Naturally, Garfiel smirked at all the attention his dick was stealing, placed his hands on his waist and dangled his dick left to right. Like a staged comedy, the duo's eyes went along with the movement of his dick.
His foreskin had retracted back due to his hard erection, but only to the extent where half of his head was exposed out. From the opening at the very tip, a thin strand of precum dripped out and slowly collapsed to the ground. Only when it hit the carpet below did Ram break out of her frozen state.
She took a short breath and went to her knees, her one piece spreading on the ground from the front and the back. And as she reached out her hands towards his dick, Garfiel stopped her by placing a finger in front of his face.
"No, no, no. You're not allowed to use your hands this time. Use only your mouth. Plus, you are only allowed to claim the head. My amazing self will give Mimi the rest considering this cosplay was her idea."
"Grrr! Fine! I'll do it. Don't regret not allowing Ram-sama to give you a gracious service then."
Taking back her open hands, she placed them on the carpet below and leaned forward with an open mouth. She brought her fiery pink tongue out and went below. Her tongue found the strand of precum dangling from his tip, interrupting the sticky stream by placing it on the top of her tongue. Then she went back up, taking every amount of that liquid on her tongue. As she got right below the tip of his dick, she flicked her tongue back, taking in all of the precum on her tongue and swallowing it down her throat.
She opened her mouth again–a wave of hot air caressing his dick-and went for the attack. As her tongue was just about to touch the urethral opening, Garfiel shook his hip to the left and took away the chance for her tongue to touch. Instinctively, without thinking about the situation at all, Ram's mouth went to that side to try and grasp his dick.
He snorted at that image and quickly shook his hips to the other direction. As he did so, the frozen-in-place Mimi got a dick slap to her face and made a sudden, 'Uwah~!"
The sound striking her ears and shaking her back to reality, Ram realized the way she had been so needily trying to have his dick and the pleasure he derived from watching her indignify herself. She let out a growl and sharpened her eyes on him.
"Ah, okay! I am sorry. Here, I won't move at all."
Placing his hands on his waist and putting out his chest with an out-of-place pride, Garfiel brought back his dick. This time, Ram's tongue reached and the tip touched the urethral opening.
A soft, warm sensation assailed that part and his dick twitched to welcome her. She pushed her tip directly on the very tip, yet unable to push it inside the urethral opening itself. Even then the pressure was abysmally good and her eyes watched as he bit his lower lip while keeping his smirk.
She flicked her tongue up, then brought it back down with another flick. The taste of his precum spread at the tip of her tongue. Annoyingly for Ram, the cat near her started clapping her hands as if having seen a masterful swordswoman deliver a double strike. Garfiel reached a hand out and patted the cat's head, making Ram even more annoyed than before.
Despite that, her tongue went back to work. She used the top of her tongue to deliver short licks directly on the opening again. The small opening and its small flaps were struck repeatedly. Every drip of liquid and prec-cum was cleaned off before it could even appear outside. The stench was hard on Ram's senses. It was that of a primal animal with no dignity at all, but as much as she hated to admit it, she had gotten fairly used to this.
The way Ram leaned forward allowed Garfiel to get a good view of her developed ass, covered by the one piece and sticking out from behind.
Ram started swirling the tip of her tongue around the opening, getting closer to the rest of his glans as she proceeded. The amount of saliva on her tongue was just right and her skill of handling each movement was that of a veteran pro. The sensual pleasure only at the very tip of his dick was making him want to grab her head and ram his dick inside that venomous mouth of hers, clogging her throat and relishing in the symphony of choking sounds.
Mnschlop.
A wet sound; the taste of the sound being a mixture of a kiss and of a wet smack resounded. Ram's pink lips enveloped a very small portion of the head of his dick, taking in the tip and the glans near them. A very soft sensation shot to his brain. Like a perfect circle of excruciating pleasure, that dangerous part of her mouth composed of complex muscles puckered around that single part. Her tongue was trapped between her lips and his glans, yet it still swirled around slowly like a revolving machine.
Her sight was slightly converged on his dick alone. Thus, she was unable to see the melting expression of pleasure on Garfiel's flustered face. Like this, she proceeded forward, her tongue reaching the foreskin hiding away the rest of his glans. She pushed that initial loosey skin, nudging it back by only a little.
"G-Go under, Ram. Fuck yes."
Just as he requested, the tip nudged the skin upwards and sunk itself underneath. It was moist underneath, with a little degree of smegma causing a taste of sweat. Having found her tongue underneath, she swirled it in a clockwise circle.
"O…Ohh. Fuck." Garfiel bit his lower lip hard due to the erogenous sensitivity he was feeling under there. He saw the small little bulges caused by her tongue's circling. It was like the tingling sensation of complete bliss.
As she circled her tongue clockwise, he let out another groan. As she sped up, his thighs trembled. However, Ram's only intention was to push away the foreskin and expose the entirety of his head. Seeing that using her tongue alone was not working out, she pulled back her lips with a schlop sound.
"Oi, idiot cat."
"Mnh~? What is it~?"
"Have you already forgotten that you are supposed to be handling the rest of his…filthy thing? Get to work."
"Ohhhh~! Mimi forgot completely~! Teehe!"
It was not lost to the other two that despite what Mimi had said, she was feeling intimidated in truth.
She placed her face extremely close to his shaft, one of her small hands grabbing on to his right thigh. The intoxicating smell flew in and her mouth watered. Yet, as if having been presented with a large meal, Mimi did not know where to start from. She had given him blowjobs many times before and every time she started, her heart pounded with pangs of nervousness. Despite the thickness of her body, the shape of her small face was such that the length of his dick surpassed her own.
"What a large and big and smelly cock. Wow."
She brought both of her hands to his dick and touched the shaft with her fingers. Taking a strong gulp, she proceeded upwards his length, caressing it. And at the end of her destination, she wrapped her fingers around the upper shaft and softly pulled down his forehead. It glided over the corona, massaging the neck, and settling itself below the head.
Finally, the part that he had assigned to Ram was now fully exposed. Ram puckered her lips around the head; that part of her mouth looked elongated outwards. Gliding those soft lips over the corona, she settled it at the base and tightened her hold there. Her cheeks hollowed and a vacuum-like suction assailed his bright-red head inside her warm, moist mouth.
Schlop. Slurp.
It was slow and gradual at first, then increasing in its intensity. Those sounds poured out from Ram's mouth as her tongue began to flail around the head of his dick. She licked the bottom part, licking the neck of the glans. She felt the firm and hard skin of his glans, the searing heat of his blood flow and even the V-shaped tenderness of his frenulum. The twitches and sensitivity of that place was further exaggerated by the pressure her tongue applied there. Pushing with her tip, then gliding the top of her tongue over the entire bottom side.
Mimi nodded with a determination to not be beaten. She placed one hand at the very bottom part of his shaft, wrapping her tiny fingers around it. She placed the other hand at the upper part of his shaft, slightly below Ram's assigned section. The width of his cock made it impossible for her fingers to completely encircle it all and yet, she started jerking his cock anyways. Her palm's several calluses tingled his skin and her soft fingers were cool to the touch.
The way she was positioned made it look like she had a massive chicken leg-piece in her hands. And similar to that, Mimi puffed a hot breath of air on the side of that shaft and went to work on it. She grasped the side with her upper and lower lip, nibbling on it with her lips instead of her teeth. Hot, moisturized breath pressed against his skin, followed quickly by the wide top of her tongue stacked against the side.
She glided her entire mouth, going left and right on his dick. Compared to Ram who was now whirling her tongue around the head and delicately controlling her saliva, Mimi's saliva was simply smearing all over the side of his shaft, making a mess of her mouth, and even splashing down on the carpet. Her nose continued to
"Hell yes, Mimi. Mh, yeah, good job. Just like that, keep rimming my amazing self's fucking cock."
Her left cat-ear twitched and Garfiel grabbed it, placing his thumb at the earflap and delicately massaging it. Mimi popped her head back with a wet smack and then licked the side with intensity. Her tongue flicked up and down as she traveled the entire length of that side.
Her hands found its way to his balls and cupped both of them respectively. She pulled them down, then pushed them upwards. Compared to the almost negligible service of her hands on his cock, now that small palm and those tiny fingers worked wonders on his balls. It was relaxing rather than being pleasurable.
Mimi's face went below his cock. Her face was literally shadowed by it and the entire bottom part of his shaft pressed against her face, making a straight vertical line. Her mouth, her chin, her nose, and her forehead were all sticking to it. Her tail wagged wildly and her round eyes were affixed.
Chu!
Right above his balls, a messy kiss pressured him. One look at her dilated pupils and it was easy to tell that she was getting into it. She licked his scrotum from below and took his left ball in her mouth, trapping it in her wet embrace and sucking on it without restraint. The sounds made were like wet, sloppy clamor akin to a glomp. She moaned while sucking on it and the vibrations inside her mouth produced a pleasurable effect in complete contrast to the previous relaxation.
Schlurp. Schlick. Shlop. Slurp.
As MImi bounced around one testicle after the other, gobbling it, Ram found herself getting aroused as well. Her mouth was single-mindedly sucking his head. The suction remained and the ferocity of her tongue continued to lap dances around the entirety to his glans. She continued to swallow more and more of her excessive saliva, while also sucking in an pre-cum generated at the very tip of his cock.
And while falling into this repetitory procedure, the heat between her legs grew uncomfortably strong. She brought one hand below, the other continuing to support her leaned-forward position. Her free hand went underneath the one piece covering her exposed pussy.
She glided it over her supple thigh and her entire hand met the intense sticky wetness between her legs. Squeezing her thighs tightly together, she trapped two of her fingers in there and touched the length of her vagina from bottom to top. Her eyes partially squinted in complete relief as if having applied medicine to a burning wound. Her body's tension subsided and she pinched her swollen clit between her fingers, pulling at it with the control she had. Inserting her middle finger underneath her swollen outer labia, she trailed it from her vaginal opening to her urethral one, enjoying the tingles she received in both spots.
Her lips tightened even more, eliciting grunts from Garfiel and making him stretch his toes at the excessive stimuli.
Slurp. Schlurp. Shlorp.
Finally, she stopped caring about the saliva in her mouth and let it drip down freely. Garfiel poked one cheek with his index finger, feeling and seeing the way her rolling tongue made her cheeks bulge out with each revolution.
As Ram's middle finger found its way inside her vagina, as she moaned in response from that, and as Garfiel's dick twitched for the first climax, Mimi finished cleaning the bottom of his dick. Well, cleaning would be the complete opposite of what she did. Rather, she had messly licked and kissed the entire bottom with her saliva filled mouth. Thus, not only was the right side of his shaft and his testicles drenched in saliva, but also the bottom of his shaft as well.
Finding her way to the left side now, she repeated the same process of service. Meanwhile, her hands used saliva as a lubricant to jerk as much of his length as they could. Having arrived at this stage, those small fingers and palm combined with her face to provide some deadly pleasure.
The twitches at the head of his dick were not lost to the masturbating Ram. She tasted the slight differences in the liquid she sucked off from his dick and readied herself by placing her tongue at the frenulum, profusely liking it to accelerate his release.
"Fuuck! I wanted to *hah* take turns with *oh* each of your mouths, but fuck! Oh shit! My amazing self is about *HAH* to unload an amazing shot! Mimi, pump it all in Ram's mouth!"
Seeing the flustered expression of red cheeks and trembling lips, Mimi smiled happily and began to do as was requested. She placed her right cheek next to the bottom left of his shaft and turned her face to watch Ram. Her hands were placed right at the very top part of his shaft, vigorously going up and down just at that spot.
Ram's eyes trembled, wanting to shut but unable to because of Ram's own will. The outburst started with a manly moan. His body tensed and one could see the muscles contract right at the thighs. Along with his profuse heartbeat came the spasming of muscles at the bottom of his shaft.
Mimi felt it first, an almost imperceptible vibration passing on her cheek. All of the pressure builded at the very head and Ram knew it was coming.
The first load puffed her cheeks in an impressive manner. Yet, what was even more impressive was how Ram quickly gulped it down her throat in a terrifying display of quick action.
Garfiel moaned again, the release of the first shot making the sensitivity at the glans brutal to him.
Spurt. Gulp. Spurt. Gulp. Spurt. Gulp
Mimi felt all of the spasms and the twitches through her small hands as she continued to pump his dick without stopping at all. Loads after loads filled Ram's mouth, yet none were wasted outside.
Seeing the bulges of her cheeks, the gulps of her throats, and the focus in her eyes, Garfiel felt as if a newfound arousal was already invigorating his cock. He grabbed Ram's chin, prying her mouth open before she could swallow another load and replacing Mimi's hands on his cock with his own. Inside her mouth was a pool of cum with only her tongue swirling it around. He vigorously pumped his cock, pointing the bright red head towards the inside of her mouth and gliding his foreskin back and forth on the neck of his glans.
"Hoo! Here's…some more!"
He shoved his hip forward, squeezing his thighs together as more content drained out from his cock and added to the pool of semen already present. The musky smell felt like a thick, compressed air. Finally, after emptying the load he had been accumulating for the past few weeks, Garfiel shut her mouth.
"Chew and swallow, baby. Phew, fuck yeah~!"
Keeping her mouth enclosed, he watched as Ram kept her eyes on him while cleaning her mouth with his cum. Then, a big audible gulp was followed by the opening of her satisfied mouth. Stands of sperm were sticking around her open mouth, making it a complete mess despite all the diligence she had put forth in swallowing that filthy semen.
A round of applause resounded from Mimi. Her eyes twinkled with admiration and her cat-ears pointed forwards as a sign of attention. Ram snorted, but also crossed her arms with a smug expression of victory.
She got back up, dusting her dress off and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Suddenly, a rude slap arrived at her hips, the mass jiggling while hidden by the onepiece.
"Grr!"
"Woah, woah! Don't glare too much. Isn't it natural that my amazing self would want to slap your ass while you bend at the knee?"
"Mimi agrees~! Mimi is in agreement~! After all, Gar~f loves smacking Mimi's ass~!"
"Filthy cat should kindly shut her mouth." Ram retorted, turning her glare towards her.
"Oi, don't talk to my amazing self's filthy cat like that."
"Grr!" As she growled, another slap arrived at her hips and she yelped up at the surprising sensation.
"Come one, get this ass moving. Go over to the table and my amazing self will give you what you want."
Ram departed towards the table, not before giving his left foot a painful stomp for his cheekiness. He heard the clutter of items being rearranged on the table and of Ram gulping down a bottle of water. Meanwhile, his attention got directed towards Mimi who had casually grabbed his dick, moving her hands all over as if worshiping it.
"Gar~f's dick is really amazing~! So big~! So thick~! So smelly~!"
"Hmm. Hey, Mimi."
"What~?"
"You want to get face-fucked for a little while?" A crass, straight-forward, and extremely rude question. No doubt that if it was any normal girl or even a cat then the response would be a hostile one. But for this cat, a filthy girl whose tail was wagging intensely, her response was opening her mouth as wide as she could.
Garfiel's evil smirk sends shivers up her spine and wetness down her pussy. As he placed his dick on her tongue and pushed forward, her mouth's opening was already sealed tight with no extra room.
"Ahh, fuck it!" He grabbed the back of her head with both hands, placing each at the back of her two ears and clutching her orange hair. Mimi's eyes went wide as her brain processed the foreseeable future.
And before she could react to anything, his pelvis suddenly got closer to her face and her vision was completely obstructed. Her small throat was clogged instantly and there was no space left inside her oral cavity. Her tongue was trapped underneath the presence of his cock, her wide eyes let out single streams of tears, and her throat clamped down on the obstructing dick, making filthy choking noises.
"*Guk* Mng! *Gok* Mn! *GUK* "
"This throat-pussy sure is good! So fucking tight!"
He brought his hips back, pulling his penis out from her stuffed mouth and giving her a moment of solace. Slobbering saliva drooled all over the place, smearing the entity of his cock as he brought it outside.
The air outside submerged his cock with a cool sensation. It was in complete contrast to the warmness inside her mouth. As Mimi took gasps of breath through her open mouth, he grabbed her nose between his thumb and index finger, pulling it upwards while keeping her air passages open.
As he grabbed the back of head again, Mimi prepared herself for another thrust. He placed his wide head inside, stretching her lips and straining her jaw. And thanks to the excessive saliva inside her mouth, he quite easily rammed his hips forward and sheathed his dick deep despite the tightness of her small mouth.
It was quite literally a wham of impact. His testicles hit her chin and her entire mouth hit the skin around the very base of his length.
Gok! Guk! Shlop! Shlub! Guk!
Closing his eyes and parting his mouth, he enjoyed himself there.
For Mimi, this was not her first rodeo with his cock. She had done blowjobs, handjobs, boobjobs, thighjobs, and assjobs on her lovely boyfriend. Naturally, she had gotten facefucked more times than she could count. And yet, these initial minutes were definitely uncomfortable. And yet again, as she loses herself in the experience of her mouth getting stretched and of her throat being clogged, Mimi derived an increasing amount of pleasure from a notion of complete submission to his cock.
He pulled back, letting her recover and cough out stuck saliva from her throat. Tears blurred her vision and saliva smeared around her mouth. The corners of her mouth, turned red from the strain, curved up into a perverted smile. She opened her mouth once again to show her willingness to get her face fucked.
He grabbed her orange hair again, clasping strands of hair and placing his cock on her tongue. Her lips closed around his girth, finding themselves strained from just doing that. That small mouth was most incompatible with his cock, but that would not stop these two.
"Alright, Mimi. My amazing self is going to fuck this face for a minute straight. Prepare yourself."
"Mn~!"
"3! 2! 1!"
A big wham and just like that, he was deep in her throat. But this time around he pulled his penis out by just a little, freeing up her throat and then ramming it back in. The sensation of being unable to breath due to the presence of his intruding cock was quickly followed by the freedom of empty space as he pulled it out. This duality of sensations shifted between each other, picking up speed and impact as they went. And the sensation of orgasmic release her pussy let out, assailed her lower body with each thrust he made.
Guk! Gok! Gak! Gok! Schub! Guk!
This simple repetition was a world of experiences for both. For Garfiel, this movement of dominating her small mouth satisfied the bestial urges he contained within his demi-human body. The slobbering saliva, the sounds of suffocation, and the whimpers of her throat were like the sweet melody of a song, incomparable even to the greatest singers of the Royal Palace.
His dick slid over her trapped tongue, conquered the narrow opening of her throat, and lodged itself there for a good second before being pulled out. There was resistance and a deep area of tightness. Her tear-streaming eyes shut tight as the force of his thrusts carried her head back. Clutching her hair and smirking like an irredeemable devil, he slightly bent his knees while continuing to thrust back and forth. The impacts puffed air and spurted saliva.
Her body shifted without permission, legs going under his legs and hands falling back to support her reclined posture. Her hips thrusted upwards, her back making beautiful arches as her body celebrated its orgasms. Her mouth was now smacking against his pelvis, vibrations traveling over her skin as it did. Her ears yielded to his control by laying out to the sides.
GOK! GUK! GLOK!
It felt like it had been an hour of face-fucking even though it had only been half a minute. Despite her physical capabilities, Mimi's consciousness was drifting under a sea of lightheadedness. The moments of free air passage were not enough to recover enough breath. And this suffocating orgasm tightened up her throat even further.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, fuck yeah! Can't! Fucking! stop!"
With her head going backwards, he was senselessly pile driving her mouth. Sweat fell from his forehead, hitting the carpet. The front of his scrotum was red from all of the impacts he had delivered, but losing himself in this moment mitigated the pain. Her sloppy mess of a face eliminated the majority of friction, making it an easy task for him to thrust from above.
Just like this, with full intent on continuing till he came, he did not notice the brink of unconsciousness Mimi was reaching. Until–
"Ahem. Have you had enough already, Garf? Ram might have conceded to your wish and even gave you a perfect service as a present, but that does not mean that I will tolerate any more inattention. You told me to prepare the table and now you simply forget. Tch, why did I even come here in the first place?"
—Until Ram knocked him back to his senses, even sending a small rag flying at the back of his head.
He gasped like a thief who had been caught red-handed and quickly disengaged from facefucking Mimi. Scratching the back of his head, he turned towards her and apologized.
"My amazing self is sorry! Don't get so mad even though this was my fault. Mimi's mouth was just too good, you know. And…." His excuses trailed off as he saw Ram's position.
Her hands on the table and her upper body leaned forward, her ass stuck out, covered by cloth and ready for a fucking. Letting out a whistle to that sight, he turned back to bid farewell to the mess he had made.
Mimi laid on the carpet, her large breasts heaving up and down. The area between her legs and the entirety of her mouth were a complete mess. From her nose to down her chin, saliva was stacked in layers. Stains of tears were present down her drooping eyes. It was a sight that even Garfiel, the one who had caused it, could not help but wince at.
"Yikes. Just like always, my amazing self really has no restraint. S-sorry, Mimi. This was my amazing self's fault, as always."
"No…Gar~f. Mimi…loves this part of you. In honesty, Mimi came multiple times while you facefucked Mimi."
"Tch, super filthy cat." For the millionth time, Ram admonished the filthy nature of Mimi while ignoring her own.
Accepting that with a small nod, he roughly ripped off his undershirt and walked towards Ram. His dick, slobbered with saliva, was already prepared to fuck. Like that, he flipped her one piece over and revealed her plump butt; well toned and thicker than her petite body. With a smack of his soaked penis on the top of her ass, he shifted himself behind her, fully intent on ramming her from the back.
"Let's get this birthday party started, yeah?"
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Part 1 end.
