“Please, please let me see him! Please? I am the BIGGEST simp for him. Anything he wants I’ll do. Please… and I mean anything.” You got down on your knees in front of Freed and clutched your hands together, pushing them up under your chin with your eyes round and begging.
You had been stalking the small band of wizards for a few months now, desperate to find their hide out, in the hopes of seeing Laxus, their ring leader and the HOTTEST wizard you had ever seen. You didn’t care if he seemed a little full of himself, that just made him more attractive in your eyes.
Nightly you would masturbate to the thought of him going down on you, or you going down on him. Either was just as good and this seemed to satisfy you until one day it just didn’t do the trick anymore. You wanted the real thing. You wanted to meet Laxus in the flesh.
“What makes you think he will see you?” Freed asked as he stood before you with arms crossed, looking down at you condescendingly, “he won’t just see anyone.”
“No. but I’m telling you, I’ll do anything,” you reiterated, accenting the word ‘anything’ so that this guy would get the hint.
“I don’t see how that makes any difference,” Freed replied in a slightly fed up tone.
You let out a frustrated groan and threw your hands up with despair, “I’m telling you that I’ll do anything he wants me to do! Suck his dick, massage his balls, let him fuck the life out of me, ANYTHING!”
The look on Freed’s face was priceless. The poor innocent man hadn’t even thought about those types of things and he quickly composed himself and cleared his throat.
“Excuse me,” he said swiftly, “let me talk to Laxus and I will return.”
Your eyes lit up with hope as you stayed on your knees and watched Freed enter the small building that had been built into the side of a tall rock face.
It wasn’t long before he returned and addressed you with his eyes averted.
“Laxus has given you permission to enter,” he said embarrassedly, a small blush across his cheeks.
“Oh my god, you serious?” you gasped with excitement, jumping to your feet and running forward past Freed through the open door.
“Is that how you enter?” Laxus’ commanding voice asked from deeper inside the room.
It had been bright outside so you actually couldn’t see a damn thing as you ran blindly in. Thank goodness you could still hear though.
“S-Sorry,” you stammered, dropping to your knees again.
“Come,” he commanded, “crawl to me.”
You had wanted nothing more than to crawl to Laxus so you slowly padded forwards, your eyes slowly adjusting to the darkened room as you made your way to the feet of the man your heart desired.
His form became visible in the haze of your optical adjustment and the first thing you saw were his headphones and that smug smirk on his face.
As more became visible you saw he was seated in a heavy set chair, relaxing back with his knees apart and his cheek resting on his knuckles, those intense grey eyes gazing at you as you crawled towards him.
“Stop,” he commanded as you got within reach.
You stopped obediently.
“Bow,” he demanded and your quickly dropped your forehead to the ground in reverence.
As you kept your head down you felt the heavy sole of his boot rest on the back of your head and you unintentionally let out a groan.
“Oh?” he mused when he heard it, “interesting. You like this type of thing?”
“Literally,” you said, raising your head as he pulled his heel back, “you could electrocute me and I would thank you repeatedly.”
“Hooo?” he hummed with excitement, “I didn’t realize that Freed was letting in a freak. Come up here.”
He curled his finger at you, beckoning you to come forward and so you started to crawl again, ending up with your hands neatly before the tips of his shoes.
“Up.” He patted his knee.
Obediently you raised yourself up and put your hands on his knees, the adrenaline coursing through you at top speed, overwhelmed by just having the absolute privilege of touching him.
“You like that?” He asked with a smirk, looking down at you with his mesmerizing eyes, “I can see it on your face.”
“I’m actually touching your knees,” you breathed, enamored.
He smirked again and spread his legs a little more.
“Come here.” He tapped the upper most part of the inside of his thigh.
You leaned into him and rested your head on his leg, noticing a very large bulge at his crotch as you lay your head down.
“Oh how I want to wrap my lips around that thing,” you groaned internally, staring at it as you patiently waited for the next instructions from him.
“Would you like the privilege of unzipping my pants?” he asked in a low carnal voice.
“Is that even a fucking question?” you spat back at him, your body and mind on sexual overload for the last few minutes that you were finding it hard to hold it together.
He let out a low sexy chuckle and waited for you and you reached a hand out to the bulge that was pulling his pants very tight at the mid seam.
Delicately you brushed your fingers over it, teasing Laxus just a little, but in actual fact it was driving you insane more than anything so you lost at your own game there.
You looked up into his face and saw his eyes roll a little, making your heart thump that it had been your fingers that had caused him to react like that.
Gently you grabbed a hold of the zipper with your thumb and forefinger, tugging it down until his white boxers were straining out from between the parted zipper tracks.
Again you ran your fingers over his bulge, scratching a little against the soft fabric with your nails just to add some dimension to your touch.
“You know you’re gonna get it good if you tease me like this,” Laxus breathed out, his nostrils flairing as he spoke.
“Maybe that’s what I want?” you replied flirtatiously, giving him a seductive half lidded look as you teased the top of his boxers open.
“You’re a naughty girl,” he sneered, waiting for you to take him out.
You looked at him expectantly as you tugged gently at his boxers again and he nodded, gesturing to his cock, “go ahead,” he offered.
You pulled his boxers open and peaked in at the heat he was packing.
It was a monster, tucked half into the side of one pant leg. Gingerly you reached in, eagerly letting the heat of his smooth skinned shaft permeate your being fro my out hand all the way down to the heat that was gathering between your thighs.
With some difficulty you managed to pull his length out, letting him reach his full height as you eyed the massive head of his swollen cock, the soft red tip curving slightly towards his stomach.
You swallowed thickly then licked your lips, fingers unable to touch around the middle of his girth as you grasped him.
“You want to taste me, do you?” he asked with pride, “be careful what you wish for, baby-freak. Once your lips touch my cock there’s no turning back.”
Maintaining your unwavering eye contact with him, you shifted forwards and unpacked his heavy balls, letting them sag out and over his pants, finally letting your gaze fall to his cock as you sat back and admired him.
“This is what I’ve been needing,” you moaned internally, poking your tongue out and leaning in to press the tip of it between his balls.
His soft, hot skin melted against your wet tongue and you relaxed it and dragged over his balls, up his long turgid shaft, to the underside of his head, noting that some pre-cum had started to bead at his tip.
“Oh he likes this…” you thought proudly, licking up and over the head of his cock and gently sucking his pre-cum off then swallowing it down.
As your lips caressed over the head of his cock his hand was suddenly on the back of your head.
“I can’t be held responsible for what’s about to happen,” he said in a low voice as he held your head down a little over the head of his dick.
You didn’t respond, and you felt his cock stiffen further, the excitement radiating from him as he held the power over your mouth.
Slowly he applied pressure to your head and his cock slipped over your tongue and further towards the back of your mouth.
“Oh god, here we go, all of my fantasies are about to come true!”
The opening to your throat was filled with his cock as he pushed further into you, making your nose wrinkle a little as you stretched your jaw open to accommodate him.
“Good girl, you dirty little thing, suck my cock just like that,” he coo’d, forcing himself deeper.
It felt oh so good.
And you choked out a moan as he forced his way all the way down your throat and bottomed out as your nose pressed into the sparse pubic hair ridging his cock.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he groaned, scrunching his fingers into the back of your head and holding you down on him before wrenching you off.
You coughed and spluttered, copious amounts of thick saliva spilling from your mouth as he pulled you back.
“Thank you,” you panted.
“For the air?” he asked in a teasing voice.
“No. For your cock. My throat has been blessed.”
Maybe it was your absolute devotion that made him snap, but at hearing your words he just couldn’t hold himself back any longer and he grabbed your chin with one hand and kept a hold of the back of your head with the other and rammed his cock all the way back into your mouth and throat without warning.
You had no time to ready yourself so the minute his thick girth entered your throat you started gagging profusely, tears spilling down your cheeks as he roughly bucked his hips up against your face.
“Take it, dirty fucking slut, you love this cock. You love how I use your face. You love how you have no control over what I choose to do to you.” His thrusting hit ever beat, liquids spilling from every inch of your facial orifice.
“Ruin my face,” you begged internally as you listened to yourself choking on his dick, “fuck me till I can’t talk any more.”
Almost as if he heard you, he kicked it up a notch, not letting you catch your breath as he worked himself up to climax.
Saliva dripped from your chin, your throat spasming heavily with each deep thrust.
“I’m gonna cum down your throat then all over your face,” Laxus snarled down at you, yanking on your hair with each pump, “you ready for my cum, whore. Worship it. Swallow it. Savour it.”
As he finished his words his hips slammed against your face, his cock swelling and pumping into your throat as he emptied himself of his cum.
As you swallowed and choked, he pulled out of you and grabbing his cock then squirted the next lot of cum all over your face.
You did your best to catch as much in your mouth as possible but everything was sore and overused that even just poking your tongue out caused you to retch.
“Such a beautiful girl,” he crooned, grabbing your chin and tilting your head up so that he could look at your abused face, tears and snot running everywhere, mixed with a small amount of his cum.
“That was an honour,” you panted in a raspy voice, your panties well and truly soaked by your excitement.
“I like you. You are welcome to come to me anytime,” Laxus said as he leaned down and wiped your lips clean then kissed you lightly, just enough to leave you yearning for more.
“Really?” you asked with delight.
“Oh course,” he replied with a smirk, “just say you’re my whore. I’ll know who you are.”
~ END ~