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You find yourself struggling against an iron grip on your upper arm. Your wrists are tied tight behind your back and you're thrown unceremoniously to the rough ground. You grunt as your hip and shoulder make contact, your head turning to regard the man above you.
His golden eyes swim up and down your body, hands coming to rest behind his slightly hunched back.
You'd gotten careless during your recon trip into the enemy territory, but you never thought you'd get nabbed by Xehanort, the main man himself.
"Hmm..." He hums. "I never thought the Guardians of Light would be so cruel as to send an unarmed girl past the safe point." A cruel smile spreads across his face, mockery in his voice.
He knew you had come out here without telling the others... How closely had they been watching you and your friends? Your reckless decision in trying to assist your team only left you in a situation to be saved by them, again. You have no means of fighting so always end up being defended by them, but now you were truly damsel'd.
You glare into his eyes as you shuffle yourself to a kneeling position, facing slightly away from him.
He brings a gloved hand to stroke at his goatee.
"How should I put you to use then?" His voice gravelly. "Shall I kill you here, or would you rather be a bargaining chip?"
You really didn't like either option, but the fear of death was something fierce in your gut. You'd never been this close to something so dangerous, despite your many past close calls.
He calls forth his keyblade and steps toward you. Your eyes open wide in fear as you realize he chose the first option.
"No, wait!" You flinch back as the hooked end of his blade catches the back of your neck. You're shaking like a leaf but you don't dare move. Seemingly pleased by this, he brings his hand to stroke his beard once more.
"I have a proposition for you girl." You swallow nervously at his wording. "I won't kill you, but you have to do something for me."
"And what would that be?" You question nervously.
"Satisfy all of me." A wide grin splits his face.
The shock is apparent on your face before it turns to a glower. "You're fucking disgusting." Your words a low growl.
"Oh so you have some bite to you!" He laughs. "What will it be then? I don't have all day."
Your eyes fall to his feet, considering his offer. You really don't want to die, surely you could handle him fucking you? He may be strong but old nonetheless, he couldn't last that long, right? You raise your eyes to his belt line, then to his face.
"I'll do it." You growl through clenched teeth.
A laugh escapes him as he lets his keyblade dematerialize. He steps closer until he's right in front of you. The instinct to recoil is strong as you eye his approaching hips. He grabs your chin and jerks you so you're looking up at him.
"I expect you to behave yourself. Be a good girl for me." Your mouth forms a frown at his implications, no biting.
His other hand unzips his fly, letting his cock spring forward. It's long and slender, you expected something smaller. Your heart beats faster as he places his tip against your soft lips. You unclench your jaw and swallow hard before gradually parting your lips to allow him entry.
He moves his hand from your chin to your hair to pull your mouth onto him more. You reflexively press your tongue against his member in an effort to get it out of your mouth, but you only end up pressing it into the roof of your mouth. He exhales through his nose and pulls you closer. You focus on the white hair peeking from the slit in his pants as his dick tickles the back of your tongue. It's not even his full length.
He pulls you in even more until your nose is pressed against his zipper, you let out a muffled grunt as his cock rests halfway down your throat. Your tongue curls out past your teeth, trying in vain to empty your mouth of him. You squint your eyes, fighting the urge to bite down as hard as you can.
Languidly, he pulls your head back until he's freed from your mouth. Thick ropes of spit hang between you two before snapping and dribbling to the ground. You let out a harsh cough and gasp in.
"Good girl." He purrs above you. "Now use that tongue of yours."
He pulls you forward again so only his head is past your lips. You close around him and bring your tongue up to encircle his tip. You alternate between that and undulating your wet muscle at the underside of his shaft. You move your head slightly forward for more purchase. You feel the heat rise in your cheeks as he praises you.
"God just hurry up and cum so I can be done with this." You languish in your thoughts. You've never done this before and you're trying your damned best. But of course he refuses to give up the ghost.
He grips your hair harder as he begins bobbing your head back and forth, content to not do any thrusting of his own. Noises are pulled from you each time he brushes the back of your throat.
He chuckles at you darkly. "Oh are you enjoying this?"
You let out a muffled noise in response so he pulls you back so you can speak.
"Like hell I am." You cough in response, his dick rests on your lower lip as spit spills down your chin.
"Oh just you wait." He coos before reinserting his cock. You continue making lewd noises as he picks up the pace of your bobbing. It hurts your neck so you try moving with his hand. You run your tongue around his shaft as you move faster. You close your eyes slightly as you focus on the slopping noises coming from your mouth. It's kinda... Erotic.
"What a lovely face you're making for me." His voice breaks you from your trance and you glare up at him. One hand on his chin again, the other behind his back. "Wait. Behind his back?"
The realization hits you, you've been moving on your own for awhile now. You feel your face catch fire as you pull back, releasing him with a wet pop. You're so aghast, all you can do is bite your lip in embarrassment as you stare at his twitching cock.
"Did I tell you to stop girl?"
You shake your head in response.
"Use your words."
"N-no Xeh-" You start to choke out before he cuts you off.
"Master Xehanort."
"N-no master..." You swallow once more before leaning forward to take him again.
He smiles, pleased that you would be broken so easily.
Tears prick at your eyes, this is so pathetic. You start to bob deeper, taking his whole length. You just need to tip him over the edge, then you can be done with this.
You hear him grunting above you, you take that as a hint to continue with your current course. You pull back to his tip before slamming your mouth to his base over and over again. His breathing quickens. Your moans grow louder.
"C'mon! Hurry up! Just cum already!" You squeeze your eyes shut as you take him all the way in and repeatedly make a swallowing motion to stimulate him. You pull back but before you can get far he snatches both sides of your head and slams you back down to his base. He bucks into your mouth with a satisfied groan, spilling his contents deep inside you. You squirm and a whine escapes your throat.
After a few more pumps he pulls back to release himself from your maw. He gives you a toothy grin as you pant heavily below him.
"Very good, I'm done with you." He releases your head and you roll back to sit on your butt, exhausted. You allow him to fix himself before you speak up.
"S-so I'm free to go now, right?" Your voice is soft and submissive.
"What makes you think you get to leave?" He turns back to you, a sadistic look on his face.
"Wh-what? But... but you said! I-if I satisfied you-" Your voice chokes out, what more did he expect of you?
"I said if you satisfied all of me."
Your brow creases, confusion painted clearly on your face.
"Oh come now, did you forget there's thirteen of me?"
All the color drains from your face. Fear in your eyes. "Oh no."
He snaps his fingers. "Vanitas!"
A hand grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you violently from the floor. You cry out as you're pulled against a muscular chest, an arm locking around your neck. With your hands still tied behind you, all you can do is grasp at his bodysuit.
"I'm guessing you're aware of the deal I made with our prisoner here?" Xehanort tilts his head to look at your squirming form.
"Yeah, I was here for the whole thing." He responds.
"The whole thing? THE WHOLE THING?! He was there for all of that?!" Your face flushes once more.
"Take her to the others, if she can't hold up her end of the deal, kill her." Xehanort waves the two of you off. "You can use her first though, if you want. Get use out of her before she's falling apart." A cruel laugh follows his words.
You turn slightly to glance up at an opaque black helmet. He turns swiftly and drags you along with him. You stumble as you try to keep up with his speedy steps.
"Ack! W-wait ple-please!" You choke out between stumbles.
You glare back at Xehanort's receding form. "FUCK YOU, YOU DESICCATED RAISIN!"
He laughs at your feeble attempts for insult.
Vanitas opens a portal and stomps through it with you in tow.