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Huff... Haah... C'mon, just one more.
Panting breaths slipped from you as your hand rubbed over yourself, the feeling of your lower regions growing heated and bothered with each second as you click on the buttons of the quick-time event of the game you were playing. Sensual as it was, the scene before you was part of a raunchier game you were playing. You've worked hard to make it up to this part of the game, and seeing the main character get with that love interest you were so lustful over. It felt like the truest victory.
Up until you messed up the button-mashing. With one fell missed click, the love interest slaps your player character, and gets off. Leaving you blue balled! A groan leaves you as your hand retracts from your nether regions, slamming down on the escape key. Dammit, this was hard to do with one hand! Maybe you could go back to your prior save? Before the quick time event. Wait. That would be save-scumming, and Steven hates that. Living with him meant that he'd nag at you for doing something as frivolous as cheating in a game. Whatever, you didn't care. You were too horny to care in the moment.
With deft fingers, you restart the game from your previous save, pressing along and not caring about your roommate's vehement ire towards cheating such as this. Once loaded up, you're skipping through dialogue, only reading the lines that had gotten you hot and bothered. Lie to me, you think, knowing that damn well nobody would want you carnally like this, the ministrations of your hands continue, tell me you love me... Say I'm the only one. Each thought grew more desperate, as you began to start touching yourself, feeling along your bottom growth and the rest of your sex.
A certain smell reaches your nose, one that feels all too familiar, but for the sake of this, you chose to ignore this for the sake of your indulgence into the pools of lust that were forming within you. Every passing second, each stroke of your hand upon your growth and sex, you couldn't help but whine out desperately as you close your eyes. Then, the quick time events. Scrambling about, a chicken without its head, you mash the buttons of your keyboard, and manage to make it to the good part of the game. A chuckle rings out behind you, one that causes you to jolt and pause the game, and cover your baren genitals with your hands.
Behind you, Steven floats above the air, cackling. "Dude! Holy shit, were you fcuking masturbating?! Not only were you save scumming like a total loser, but you were touching yourself to a porn game? Hah! You're a perv!"
"S-Steven! What the- Why... What the fuck are you doing?! At least knock before coming in!" Your face grows hot with an intensive inferno as your eyes met his own pulsing white gaze. "How long have you been here, huh? Wh- What, you've been floating here watching me jerk off for how long?"
A snicker leaves Steven's white mouth, his fangs showing in that smile of his. "Long enough to know that you fcuking save scummed again. Cheater! I thought I told you to stop doing that," He tilted his head, his feet now touching the floor as he approaches you. Steven looks you up and down, his smile hiding something conniving beneath. "But maybe... You're getting sick of words. I should show you what happens when you do keep save scumming instead."
No warning comes when the rest of your clothes is promptly taken off your body, and your frame meets the soft linen of your bedsheets. Tendrils of dark matter wrap around your body, your hands behind your back and your ankles parted just enough to leave your rear end and your intimate parts exposed to the cold air of your bedroom. The tendrils detach from wherever they came from, acting more like ropes rather than organic appendages. Heat rises from beneath your face, warmth encasing you as you writhe about with little to no help. Each second that passes leaves you with both worry and anticipation. What did Steven have planned for you, anyways? Your mind had raced up until you felt something.
Thwack!!
Hard impact right against your rear end. It stung, you let out a small whine at the sensation of pain that had radiated from your ass. You turn your head as far as you are allowed to, and you see Steven's leering, hungry grin as he holds a sort of wooden paddle, the word "Cheater" is engraved on the blade of the paddle in a rather formal font. No warning comes as you're hit once more, the feeling of wood against flesh both firm and infernal. Each smack against your ass causing you to cry out in pain, the searing feeling of your flesh being beaten raw by wood making tears trickle down from your face after what felt like a good few minutes.
After a while, the spanking stops, and you're left on the bed, a sobbing, needy mess. Fuck, for some reason the sting had felt amazing, you felt your sex grow desperate, arousal causing your lower growth to throb with each second as whines escaped your lips. The pain had been melting into pleasure, clouding your better judgement of how this situation was. Steven then walks close to you, his hand roving over your rear. Cold, dark matter smoothing over the acrid, raw flesh of your rear causes you to let out a small, pathetic noise, one that didn't go ignored by Steven as he smirks, leaning down so that his face were just a few mere inches away from your own.
"Aww, is the little save-scummer crying? Weak. You can't even cheat and handle a simple spanking!" Steven snickered as a long, slippery tongue snakes out so that he can lick away a few stray tears of yours. His hand trails down further, touching at your sex and rubbing gently. "What a depraved cheater you are... Tied down beneath me. Crying like a little bitch. It's pretty fkucing hot. I should do this more often, that way you listen to me when I nag at you not to do this."
Moans escape you as you felt Steven's hand touch and prod at your crotch, his touch slow and methodical. One thing was for certain, he knew how to use his hands. His fingers would rub and stroke at your bottom growth, even delving a bit further and touching you really good in certain spots and dipping inwards. Gathering your slick, you could feel him teasing your rim, too. Every touch felt like Heaven and Hell intertwined, arousal blanketing over you as you had squirmed, yet the urge to cum started to loom over you, holding you in a spot where you were arching into Steven's cold, nimble hand. Abrupt and without warning, Steven pulls his hand away, licking at the essence that had stained his dark, shadowy fingers.
Why'd he stop? You were so close, on the brink of orgasm! Yet Steven had decided to deny you your orgasm. Desperate whimpers leave you as your hips buck against nothing, bare and exposed as your expression held great desire and need. Steven took great pleasure in seeing you so frantic, so forlorn at the lack of friction near your nether regions. The feeling of your lower growth screaming for attention, the lust burning away at you and causing you to crave Steven's touch as if it were a drug driving you insane. He then gets on the bed, Steven getting on top of you as he hoists you up a bit by the back of your bindings, yet still keeping you beneath him, bent and nude.
His form ripples, as between his legs, he forms a rather imposing length, the girth being rather surprising. Steven had felt large, his manhood twitching against your naked ass, causing a soft gasp to leave you. Oh, you wanted to cum so badly, just the thought of feeling that massive cock pounding away in your ass made your sex grow with desperation. But Steven didn't do so. Not yet. The feeling of his hand snakes back down to your form, your sex now being fondled in his touch once more, causing you to cry out in ecstasy as his touch plagued your form. Just as he did so prior, right as the climax were about to hit, his hand pulls back, leaving you a groaning mess of unmet orgasm and need.
"C-C'mon asshole, let... Let me cum!" You look at Steven through tears of pleasure and pain, each orgasm you were denied leaving you in a frenzy. Desire clouds your mind, as you had thought of him touching you with his hands once more, an urge to cum still lingering about within your loins.
Steven rolls his eyes, unimpressed at your tone. "Hey, that's no way to ask! And besides, if you want to cum, I wanna hear you promise me that you won't save scum anymore. I'll leave you tied up here all day if you don't do so, just to teach you a lesson, you ungrateful fcuking brat," He leans down, licking a hot, wet stripe along your neck, causing you to moan.
That was your tipping point. Usually, you'd argue against Steven's ire against save scumming, but the desire to sneeze out your genitals was overtaking your judgement. Lust overtakes you as you beg out, bordering on squealing. "God dammit, fine! I-I won't save scum anymore. I won't save scum, please! Just let me cum, Steven, please! I wanna cum so bad, please let me!"
No warning comes forth when Steven bites down on your shoulder, his hips thrusting forward so that his cock buried itself into your puckered hole that had been slickened by your arousal that he teased about on you. Steven's hands dig into the flesh of your hips as his bites trail all over your neck and shoulders, his grunts and huffs mixing with your moans and desperate noises as the air grows hot and heavy with the smell of sex and the scent of dust and citrus that had stuck to Steven. Every long, throbbing inch of his manhood could be felt in the velvet walls of your ass, going in and out in a pace that was rough yet moderate, a pace where you could feel everything all at once. The feeing of teeth and tongue on the sensitive flesh of your neck and shoulders causes you to grip onto Steven further, the ecstasy driving you mad.
His pace grows more quick and uneven, a dead giveaway that he was close to climax. You were, too. Steven's teeth latch down on your shoulder as he pounds away at your hips, his cock rummaging about within your anus and making you scream out in pleasure. Sticky, hot ropes of cum soon fill you as Steven cums, and soon after, your own orgasm comes crashing down, too. Ejaculate shoots out of your nether regions and onto the sheets beneath you, the scent of sex lingering, a lustful aftermath that echoed far louder than any noise either one of you had let out. You flop down onto the bed once Steven pulls out, the tendrils that bound you dissipating and leaving you to be able to just sprawl onto the bed freely.
A low chuckle emits from Steven as he looks down at you, his cock still a bit hard, but now much more flaccid. "There. Now you won't save scum again. But if I catch you doing so again, I'm gonna fcuk you until your brain's a smoothie, slut," He leans down, pressing a soft kiss onto the hollow of your neck. Maybe you would save scum again if it meant getting this kind of treatment...