A Series of One Shots

YES, MASTER

Doing things like this were commonplace anymore, who were they to question his judgment? Dartz had powers that they couldn’t fathom or believe and he had said that things like this would make them stronger. And that’s what they wanted and needed, all in the hopes of the bright new future that he would pave the way for.

Amelda slowly sat on the bed, keeping his eyes averted from Dartz’ hungry ones as he waited for Varon. The moments passed in silence, Amelda not daring to look up at his master but impatiently waiting for the missing person to come so they could start. No matter how many times this was done, Amelda’s heart still raced and his stomach lurched in anticipation and nerves. He could feel Dartz’ eyes baring down on him as he stared at the cracked tiles beneath his bare feet. The room felt colder today than usual, he could see small goose bumps over his arms and legs. He looked up as he heard the familiar click of the door, looking up to see Varon shyly making his way across the room in silence to join Amelda on the large bed, the only decoration in the vast room, save the simple wooden chair that Dartz sat cross-legged in.

“Shall we begin?” Dartz’ voice echoed off the walls, the two nodding in agreement.

How many times they’d done this they’d lost track. The first few times were awkward and adjusting, conforming to Dartz’ commands instead of their own intuitions. But slowly the motions began to seem rehearsed, their minds focusing on Dartz’ words and their bodies following suit. What Dartz would bring into it this time however was always the mystery to be revealed.

Dartz gave a crooked smile, reaching below his chair to grab the bag that sat underneath. He threw its contents at the two who looked at the items in startlement before looking at each other.

“I’m changing things a little today.” He simply stated, nodding to the toys that sat silently between the two.

“Okay.” Amelda quietly responded, looking at the two vibrators.

“Face each other with your legs open, turn them on.” The two obeyed, looking to Dartz immediately after for their next direction.

“Use them on each other until I say to stop.” Dartz uncrossed his legs, leaning closer to the two to watch. The effect was immediate for both, the vibrating sensation quickly pumping blood southward as it teased around their entrance and up and down the shaft.

Varon was hard in his motions while Amelda was more teasing, letting the end run around Varon’s entrance repeatedly. Varon pushed and grunted against the toy, urging Amelda to push the toy inside him.

“Slow, slow down.” Amelda whined, arching against the toy Varon had pushed deep inside him as it buzzed against his sensitive nerves momentarily before slowly being thrusted in and out again.

“Go faster and I will.” Varon smirked, running the vibrator over Amelda’s shaft. Amelda’s head fell back, moaning in agreement as the vibrator ran over each pulsing vein, before it ran over his sac and entrance.

“Push yours inside him, Amelda.” Dartz commanded.

Amelda nodded, roughly shoving the toy inside Varon, eliciting a string of curses from the boy. His body tensed as it was pressed achingly hard against his prostate and kept there.

“Fu-fuck Amelda! I can’t—can’t—“ He panted, body tense and frozen. Amelda shoved against the vibrator pressed against his entrance, pushing it in with a long grunt, tensing as pleasure racked his body.

“Oh god, I can’t take—“ Varon whined, feeling his climax coming.

“Pull them out now.” Both released immediately, bodies slackening, breath coming in harsh pants as they recovered.

Dartz scoffed, smirking as he watched the two. “You act like its your first time.”

“I’m sorry, master.” Varon panted, falling back on the bed.

Dartz dismissed the apology, signaling for Amelda to sit up. “Yes?”

“Rim Amelda, Varon. Amelda, stay on the bed on all fours.”

Varon sat behind Amelda, pushing the other’s legs farther apart, lowering his head between them. Amelda jumped forward slightly, gasping as Varon’s hot tongue swept across his entrance, sending a quick electric shock through his body before the feeling was gone.

He chuckled from the reaction, letting his tongue languorously lick around the puckered entrance, repeatedly. His tongue flicked against it, sucking on it delicately before lapping it countlessly sending Amelda into a frenzy.

“Varon! Ngh oh god, please—please—“ He whined incoherently, needily pushing back onto the tongue. Varon continued to lap and suck at the puckered entrance until just when Amelda thought he couldn’t handle more pleasure, Varon started to tongue-fuck him, jabbing and pushing his tongue as far into the tight entrance as he could. Amelda’s body went tense, screaming out Varon’s name and desperately trying to pound himself farther onto Varon’s tongue.

He grabbed Amelda’s hips to steady him, pressing his tongue faster and deeper than before, he let his other hand reach between the red head’s legs, his fingers dancing over the tip of his swollen cock, about to pump him in time with his tongue.

“That’s enough, Varon. He won’t last.” Amelda sighed as Varon’s hand immediately fell limply to his side, lifting his head away from Amelda to stare at the man.

“Are you ready?” Dartz asked, eyes shining hungrily as he waited for Amelda’s response. Slowly he nodded in agreement, lying down on his back. Varon impatiently waited for his master’s signal, cock dripping in anticipation. A small nod from Dartz was all he needed, quickly sitting between Amelda’s legs and pulling them apart enthusiastically. He looked back for the okay to start, smirking when the signal was once again given.

With that, he plunged himself deep inside Amelda, crying out in ecstasy from the encompassing heat that was almost too much to handle. Amelda’s fingers dug into the sheets, biting his lip hard from the dull ache that resonated through his body as Varon filled him completely. His harsh breath fell on his bare skin, Amelda could tell from Varon’s pained expression it took all his will power not to thrust into Amelda then.

“Don’t wait, Varon.” Dartz spoke. Amelda braced himself as Varon slowly pulled himself out, pushing back in with a long groan. He hissed as the pain returned, trying to focus away from it. Varon’s arms shook as he began to plunge himself in and out of Amelda. He never did have much self-control, Amelda reminded himself as he watched Varon’s eyes squeeze shut when he pushed deeper into the red-head.

Amelda rolled his hips into Varon until he stroke his prostate, a signal of moaning for Varon to stay in that one spot. Varon obliged, letting himself strike against it harder, bringing more pleasure for both as he grinded hard into the other. He fell to his forearms as he continued to push into Amelda harder, all his feelings and senses driving him into Amelda as deep and hard as he could. The red-head’s moans encouraged him as he went, trying to control his own erratic breathing and grunting as he pummeled in and out.

Amelda felt bursts of white hot pleasure explode across his body as Varon pushed against his nerves, his cock quivering, throbbing in need.

“Stroke me.” He whimpered, grabbing Varon’s arm and pushing it between his legs.

“Wha-?” Varon mumbled, trying to pull himself out of his daze. Amelda nodded as he placed Varon’s hand on his cock. He slowly started to pump it, but was having trouble doing it in time with his thrusts, occasionally stopping as he got closer to the edge of release.

“Stroke me, Varon!” Amelda cried, frustrated with Varon’s starting and stopping.

“So-sorry…can’t…concentrate.” He mumbled as he continued to ram harder into him.

“Fuck, soo fucking close.” Varon whined, letting his hands grip the sheets again.

“Varon, put your hand back.” Dartz insisted, Varon quickly nodding and starting to pump him again.

“Faster! Stroke me faster…” Amelda begged, letting his fingers run over his nipples, his teeth gritted.

“I’m trying.” Varon moaned, he was positively throbbing now as he slammed into Amelda with all his might.

“Pump him Varon.” Dartz sighed, watching in frustration as Varon was too worked up to handle both jobs successfully.

Varon sighed, trying to keep his shaky fingers moving up and down Amelda’s shaft. Dartz scoffed, quickly getting up and sitting on the edge of the bed, he slapped Varon’s hand away, allowing the other to focus on fucking Amelda as hard as he could.

His fingers wrapped tightly around Amelda’s cock, quickly jerking him off. Amelda shot off the bed with a howl, writhing as Dartz jacked him off.

“Ahhhh I can’t! Ahhh fuck fuck fuck!” He screamed, Varon watching him in amazement from the change in vocalizations. Dartz never let up, watching Amelda with a distant expression as he fisted him so fast Varon was sure he’d get burns.

Amelda arched off the bed again, screaming out as he exploded over Dartz and his own chest, Dartz continuing to pump him as he orgasmed, his muscles clamping down on Varon who lost it, whimpering out Dartz’ name as he came deep in the red-head before collapsing back on the bed.

Amelda’s body went slack as Dartz smirked down at him with a scoff, giving a quick lick to his thumb and forefinger before standing up.

“Don’t make me have to interfere again, Varon.” He sighed, walking out of the room.

“Ye-yes, Master.” Varon replied.

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AN: So…miss me? I hope not to leave you for that long again, I’ve just had zero inspiration for these. This one took me forever to write and its just pure lemon. Um…I’ve been distracted…by new anime.