“Have you been unfaithful while I’ve been away?” Gildarts asked in a low, raspy voice as he dragged his finger tips from your lower ribs, down into the soft, stretch mark lined flesh of your waist and hips, balling it up under his fingers and then grabbing a decent hold of it and squeezing as his lips and tongue licked and kissed along your soft belly.
“We’re not even an item, Gil,” you replied, body writhing a little under his hands.
Your voice caught in your throat as his coarse sparse chin hair scratched along your lower abdomen, his firmly placed, open mouthed kisses marking you all over your lower half while he grabbed at your ample thick flesh.
“I don’t care what you’ve been telling people, you smell like other males and I don’t like that,” he commented, burying his nose into the crook of your thigh as he raised your leg up and over his shoulder.
No more than 5 minutes before this, you had entered Gildarts room. He had immediately grabbed you, taken all your clothes off, then tied you to his bed head by your wrists.
He was now in the process of going over all of your body parts, claiming you for himself.
“That’s unfair, you’ve probably been with heaps of women while you were gone! What was I supposed to do? Wait around for you to get back? I need love too!”
“You won’t want anyone else ever again once I’m done with you,” he growled, his prosthetic left hand tucked under your ass as he bit into the top of your thigh and dragged his teeth down your stretch marks.
“I… don’t even know what you see in me. My body is disgusting. I’m so full of stretch marks and—,”
“You hush right now.” The look he gave you was fierce and a strand of his orange slicked back hair came loose and fell down over his forehead, “this body is perfection… there is so much for me to sink my teeth into and although there’s a lot of you to go around I don’t want it going around to anyone else… understood?”
Gildarts had a way of completely crushing all of your insecurities. At times like these, he really did put his money where his mouth was and the sincerity in his speech forced you to accept his word.
You nodded silently, watching his fingertips flex and dig into your thick thighs as he spread them apart and pushed your knees open and down into the bed.
“I’m going to make you scream my name and promise that you’ll be mine only,” he said lowly as he pressed his right palm and left prosthetic hand into the insides of your knees to hold you open.
“Yes, Gil,” you whispered, biting your bottom lip in between your teeth and giving him a very seductive stare as your bare pussy lay open for him.
He smirked and put his head down to you inner thighs, biting into your thick skin then pulling back, leaving a red mark there as a sign of ownership.
“That part is mine,” he uttered, moving to the other leg and doing the same thing, “and that part is mine too.”
He then leaned his head down towards your pussy but instead of jumping right in, he decided to blow cool air on you.
“Damn it, Gil,” you moaned, trying to arch up against his mouth but he held your lower half down and, with your wrists tied to the bed head with his belt, it was impossible for you to move things along on your own- meaning you were forced to comply with how every he wished to pace this session.
“Patience,” he breathed seductively, “you’re mine. I want to savour you. Tell me how much you want me Y/N…”
“I really want your mouth on my pussy. I’ve been aching for you to come back and fuck me like you used to,” you moaned out.
“And the other boys?” he probed.
“They can’t do it like you can,” you begged getting desperate to feel his mouth on your hot core, “I know I ran around a bit but none of them satisfied me.”
“Heh,” he huffed with self satisfaction, “good to hear. I guess I can give you a little reward…”
Slowly he bent his head down and rubbed the tip of his nose against your clit. That was the other thing about Gildarts- he didn’t give a damn. He wound get his face right and messy when it came to pleasuring you, the more pussy juice he had on his face the better.
“Gil,” you gasped as he swiped his nose back and forth over your throbbing bud, listening as he intermittently inhaled your scent.
Slowly he dragged his hand and prosthetic up your marked inner thighs, digging his fingers into you and making you feel small and helpless as he lifted you how he wanted to- his strength unmatched as he easily flipped you over, grabbing handfuls off your jiggly bits and biting into your ass before slapping you to make everything ripple.
He lifted your hips like he was rearranging a light sheets of cotton and directed you to tuck your knees under so that your ass was up in the air.
You moaned again as he pushed your ass cheeks apart and kissed and bit into each one before sitting back a bit and looking at your pussy.
“You’re not wet enough,” he said lowly, smacking your ass firmly a few times, “you want my cock right? Show me how desperate you are for it.”
“Please, Gil! You haven’t even so much as touched my pussy. All I’ve been gifted was a little rub over my clit. Please, I know I’m wet. I’m so fucking horny for you right now,” you snarled, pulling on your restraints, upper body twisted slightly.
“For me… and me only?” he asked, spanking you again, the right side of your ass covered in red hand prints now, “you’d better say it. You know how I like to go all out in things, and I just might break you in my attempt to make you mine if you don’t reassure me.”
“I want you to break me,” you hissed, dipping your lower back and wiggling your plump ass at him, “fuck me till I can’t walk, Gil, own me completely.”
“Now you’re getting worked up. That’s good, my thick baby, you keep running your mouth just like that…”
“Please,” you whined, looking back at him over your shoulder, “please, just give me a little taste, just the tiniest little lick. I need you!”
“Guess a small suck on your pussy should be ok…”
He lowered his face between your thighs as you alternatively widened your knees apart, making your pussy as perfectly available as possible so that he had no reason not to service you.
With baited breath you waited, your senses keening for the feeling of his hot, wet tongue against your pussy.
You waited and waited but he was stalling, why?!
Then you felt his tongue drag from the join at the top of your leg across to your pussy lips then up between them, lapping and sucking over your hole.
An unadulterated moan escaped your lips and your whole body shuddered with delight.
“I was waiting for that one drip of slick to slide down your pussy lips so that I could lick it up,” Gildarts said as he sat back, “you taste so good, Y/N, I’ve missed your body. This perfection is unmatched.”
“Then please, please fuck me into the mattress,” you cried, “I’ve been so good. I’ve been so patient. I’ve promised you that I’m yours and yours only. Please reward my efforts!”
“With such an earnest speech as that, I have no right to refuse,” Gildarts said, grabbing a decent handful of your ass cheeks and spreading them wide before running his stretched out tongue back and forth from pussy to ass hole, lapping and licking everything.
Unable to control the noises you were making you just allowed your body to surrender its sounds to the pleasure it was experiencing. Mewls, moans, gasps and cursing, all played their role in this oral medley.
Gildarts was in his element, occasionally making sure you were grounded by biting into one of your hip rolls or thighs, just to make sure you knew who you belonged to and who was bringing you this pleasure.
Finally he sat back and hastily undid his pants, letting them fall to the bed as he presented his enormous cock, the pink head dripping with pre-cum.
“I’m not here to play nice, I’m here to own you,” he growled, grabbing a hold of his shaft then leaning forward and plunging his girth into your throbbing pussy.
It was rough. The pace at which he had entered you was punishing and you loved every deep thrust he gifted you.
With his prosthetic left hand on your ass he used his right to smack you each time he bottomed out in your core.
“Take all of my cock,” he snarled, his, usually perfect and slicked back hair, starting to come undone in strands as his hips smacked against yours, forcing you to fall face first into the mattress, your ass jiggling uncontrollably.
You moaned and moaned, crying his name as he punished you for allowing anyone else to touch you.
“Your pussy exists for my cock and my cock only,” he berated, “see? No one can fuck you like I can.”
“Gil,” you sobbed with ecstasy, “fuck me harder!”
He yanked his cock out of you and easy flipped you onto your back, raising your legs up in the air as he held onto them around your ankles.
“What do you want?” he asked in a low voice, his cock pulsating as it sat waiting at your entrance.
“Your fat cock,” you whined in a breathless voice.
“Do you want anyone else’s?” he questioned.
“No! Just yours! Please give it to me!” you cried, immediately earning yourself his length as he slammed it into you and thrust back and forth with vigor.
Everything was shaking and jiggling, hips, stomach, tits. It felt so good. Your whole body was getting a work out as he serviced your pussy.
Letting go of your legs he hung them over his shoulders then leaned forward and started to rub and pinch your nipples, really jumping your pleasure up a notch as his hips smashed into yours.
“Gil!” you wailed, “Gil! Make me cum and cum inside me, fill me up, please, just make me yours!”
He grunted in response- so into it that he couldn’t speak.
Your moans got more and more desperate, reaching a fever pitch before the flood gates opened and your orgasm spilled forth.
Almost as if orchestrated, Gildarts came too, his cock throbbing deep inside you as your pussy walls milked his cum from his over sensitive tip.
You stayed in your respective positions, panting furiously as you waited for your bodies to calm down.
Gildarts reached for his belt that was still holding your wrists hostage and released it, letting your arms go free and immediately you wrapped them around his neck.
“I still promise you that I’m yours and yours only,” you whispered with a smile.
“Good,” he replied, kissing your forehead.
~ END ~