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Ajax sat on the couch, incessantly tapping his foot against the ground while he sat back and waited for his stepfather to enter the room.
One of his siblings had done him the courtesy of warning him that he was in 'big trouble', which explained why they had all up and left the house at the same time. His dad was taking them all on a camping trip and leaving Ajax home all by himself. Or… almost by himself, if it weren't for… him.
Ajax hated him. After his mother died, he wasn't looking for any replacements any time soon. He barely had any time at all to grieve before his father found someone else, an attractive little bunny, to take her place.
There was just something about Zhongli that made Ajax irrationally angry whenever he saw him. He didn't even have to do anything in particular to aggravate him. Oftentimes just being around was enough to set Ajax off… especially if he was with his father.
Any seemingly mundane act of affection was met with hostility from Ajax. Any time they clasped hands or gave each other soft pecks on the cheek, he could feel anger bubbling deep within him. He was never a troublemaker before, but he was willing to do just about anything to ruin their picturesque relationship. Whenever he saw them lounging together on the couch while his father stroked the bunny's fluffy ears, he'd suddenly have an accident in the kitchen that Zhongli needed to go clean up, even at his father's own insistence that he let Ajax handle it.
He hated that nice bunny act Zhongli put on whenever his father or his siblings were around. He insisted he just wanted them all to have ‘good manners’ every time he corrected their posture and reminded them to do their chores, but Ajax knew better. He was a total control freak.
Ajax was a handsome young fox fresh off the cusp of adulthood, and here he had an old, geriatric bunny trying to boss him around as if he were his mother.
They hadn't lasted even ten minutes alone before Ajax got into an argument with him.
'Ajax, could you please help me take the trash ou–?'
'Why don't you do it!? Do you even do anything around here!?'
Zhongli had to turn the stove off as he took the garbage out himself. Ajax knew he was in for it once he got back inside. Maybe now that they were alone, Zhongli would cut that innocent bullshit act and expose himself as the leech he was, without anyone besides Ajax to witness it.
"Ajax, can I speak with you?" Zhongli asks as soon as he gets back in the house, dinner left long forgotten on the stove.
"Whatever," Ajax scoffs and rolls his eyes.
Zhongli frowns and walks towards the couch anyways, sitting right beside Ajax. "Ajax… Please take this seriously."
There he goes again. Always so demanding. "I already am. What do you want?"
The frown on his face deepened as he swiveled his head. Ajax wouldn't lie and say he didn't feel a tiny bit guilty when he treated Zhongli badly, but… he couldn't let that deter him. He needed Zhongli to know exactly what his place was in this household.
"Ajax…" Zhongli sighs.
"Do you have anything else to say besides my name?" he snaps, making the bunny flinch. Something about watching Zhongli jump back startled puts a strange pang in his chest. Perhaps it was just his instincts as a fox, watching a bunny shy away from him. Maybe that was what Dad liked about him.
Zhongli seemingly yields. "I know you aren't very fond of me… But I think I deserve a chance, don't I?"
Ajax cocks a brow and looks over at him through narrowed eyes. "Huh?"
"I understand that you're protective of your father, and you don't want him to be taken advantage of while he's vulnerable… but I promise you I would never do such a thing, I only–"
"What!?" Ajax stammers, jumping up to defend himself. "That's not the problem here! Is that really what you thought!?"
Zhongli closes his mouth and backs away from him. "F-Forgive me for assuming…" he meekly whispers. "If that's not it… Then why is it that you dislike me so strongly…?"
Ajax felt anger bubble up in him. This dumb old bunny may look youthful and healthy, but he really had more than a few screws loose up there. Really, keeping him here was torture. He should've been in hospice care.
"Maybe you haven't gotten the memo, but you aren't wanted here. Dad only keeps you around as Mama's replacement. That's all you are to him. None of us wanted one," Ajax spat, the bushy furs on his tail furling out.
Zhongli stiffens, looking up at Ajax with pained doe eyes. He wouldn't lie and say that those eyes alone weren't enough to make him feel guilty, but this was the first time he'd been able to give Zhongli a piece of his mind. He couldn't squander it because of some puppy dog eyes.
"I-I'm very sorry you feel that way," Zhongli tries to speak clearly, but that sage-like mask he always had up had cracked under the pressure. "It may not mean much to you, but… I never wanted to replace your Mama. Your father has told me wonderful things about her, and I know I could never live up to your expectations…"
That's right. Ajax's Mama was the best there ever was. She was so calm, so gentle, so loving. His Mama was everything he hoped his mate would be someday. His Mama was so pretty, and she had the patience of a saint, and sometimes it felt like she was the only person in the whole world who got him. And then she was taken away from him.
"I-I was hoping that maybe you and I could start getting along this weekend… I was the one who suggested that camping trip to your father… so that we could have some time alone and just talk…"
…This was his idea? Ajax almost wanted to laugh. What a sweet little bunny… If either one of them weren't already set in their ways, he certainly could have seen them getting along splendidly. Zhongli was pretty, there was no denying that– And he was patient, too. Even after all the torment Ajax put him through, he still wanted them to be on good terms.
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to humor him.
"It was silly of me to think that a little alone time and seafood soup would– fix–!" Zhongli jolted as Ajax abruptly put his hands on Zhongli's thigh and leaned over him.
"You got rid of them just to spend time with me?" He asks with a sultry, deep voice.
"Y-Yes," Zhongli nods. "W-Well, I don't mean that I didn't want them around, I just thought… If it were only the two of us, there wouldn't be any distractions…"
Ajax gawks at him, a million different thoughts racing in his mind at once. He'd be lying if he said that all of them were pure and well intended. Zhongli only wanted him here for a reason. He only wanted to be with Ajax, today.
It reminded him of the days he and his Mama spent together, when everyone else was at school or at work and he could cuddle up beside her watching the television. On those days, he was usually meant to be in school, too, and being home was meant to be a punishment, but it never felt that way. They were the only days he and his Mama could spend time together alone.
Ajax's face heats up, and he feels all of the blood in his body rushing downwards.
Zhongli… must have been a saint. And now that Ajax thought about it, he was just as kind and patient and pretty as his Mama was, too. Ajax could be pretty difficult to deal with, he knew, but Zhongli… He had oodles of patience with him, always cleaning up after him and fixing his messes.
He doesn't know what comes over him, which animalistic urge overtakes him and guides his lips to Zhongli’s, but it triumphs over rational thought, and before he knows it he's trading spit with his stepfather.
Zhongli gasps, which Ajax just uses to push his tongue into his mouth. The fox greedily laps at Zhongli's mouth with an unskilled tongue, grabbing onto his shoulders as he tries to move away.
"Ajax! W-We can't– mmph–!" The small window Zhongli had to speak was once again devoured by an eager, greedy tongue. Ajax didn't want to hear any of it, not one word. All he wanted was to taste Zhongli's mouth; the residual flavor of tea and the seafood he loved so much on his tongue, the delicious sound of muffled protest that he lapped up with vigor.
Zhongli pulls his mouth away again, and Ajax dives in for his neck. He sucks sweet love bites into his clear skin, peppering kisses all along his jaw and collar. His lips close around Zhongli's gentle Adam's apple and teeth graze his skin.
"A-Ajax!" Zhongli gasps, gripping onto his shirt. "I didn't mean it like… like this–!" Zhongli pants out, clutching onto the cloth and trying to tug him back, but Ajax continued his assault on Zhongli's neck unperturbed. "P-Please, I can't–!"
"I want you," Ajax says, nipping Zhongli's skin. "Please, let me have you."
"Ajax– Your father–"
The fox growls into his skin, grabbing his chin and roughly pinning his head to the back of the couch. "Don't talk about him. Only focus on me now, okay?"
Ajax's Mama always gave him her undivided attention when it was just the two of them. Maybe that's why he turned out to be such a Mama's boy. Maybe that's why… he was so jealous of his father.
Zhongli screws his eyes shut and nods. "I-I'm sorry. I– I didn't know–" he squeaks out, right before Ajax pushes him down on the couch. He pins Zhongli's wrists down to the couch while he kisses the back of his neck, climbing on top of Zhongli's quivering frame to press his groin up to his plump ass.
"You do now. You're pretty, Zhongli. Too pretty to be with that old bastard," Ajax's teeth sink into the back of his neck, making Zhongli's knuckles turn white and his face red as he cries out in pain.
He shakes his hips in an attempt to throw Ajax off of him, but all he does is grind up against his half hard cock, which prompts Ajax to buck up against him, dryly humping his ass.
Zhongli was too cute. With the way he reacted to Ajax's touch, it was like he was a virgin who'd never felt anything like this before. Ajax is only spurred forward by this perceived innocence, desperate to consume it before anyone else could.
Zhongli was pure. He was beautiful, eloquent and meek. Ajax couldn't wait to see that pretty little face of his debauched and twisted with pleasure.
Ajax reaches beneath Zhongli's shirt to clasp his fingers around one of Zhongli's soft, flat nipples. Zhongli gasped and squirmed to no avail as Ajax gently coaxed the nub out before moving to the next. Even after just having flipped Zhongli onto his stomach, he couldn't stand the thought of Zhongli's nipples being hidden from sight. He grabs Zhongli and flips him back over without a shred of grace.
Once the bunny lands back down on the couch, Ajax has the perfect, unperturbed view of his face, eyes watering and a soft knit in his brow. He looked so frightened, like prey that's been trapped by a predator. He was caught in Ajax's maws, and he couldn't do anything but obey his whims.
His instincts as a fox leapt for joy at the sight of the submissive bunny, but something deep within him tugged at his gut. He didn't want Zhongli to be afraid of him. He wanted Zhongli to love him.
He reaches towards Zhongli, and he almost flinches, but then Ajax's hand lands gently on his cheek and he freezes.
"You don't have to be scared of me. I just want you to feel good," Ajax says, almost as if he were begging for his approval.
"I-I…" Zhongli whispers out. "We shouldn't be doing this. You… You're my stepson…" Zhongli trembles.
Ajax thumbs over Zhongli's nipples, rubbing gentle circles around his puffy pink nipples. "I am still an adult, you know. I know what I want. I want you. I've wanted you ever since the day I first saw you."
"What if your father finds out…?" Zhongli shivers. Perhaps he hasn't yet figured it out.
"Let him," he growls, pinching Zhongli's nipples and twirling his fingers. Zhongli throws his head back and keens, covering his face with his arms. "I want him to know. I want all of them to know you're mine."
Zhongli does his best to keep a straight face while his mask slips in the most spectacular ways possible, drool leaking from his mouth and his eyes glossing over as Ajax's assault on his nipples continues. "If this is what you want, then I won't stop you. M-Maybe afterwards… We can start getting along…"
Ajax chuckled, and abruptly stopped when he felt a hand in his hair. It was Zhongli, gently scratching the top of his head between his ears. For a moment, he feels like he's about to short circuit. His head is guided downward, and he takes it as his opportunity to finally get his lips around one of Zhongli's nipples, licking and sucking on the perky nub. Zhongli moans, his fingers flexing and clenching on the top of his head.
Zhongli's chest was mostly flat, but it still brought Ajax satisfaction like no other to play with. He must've been sensitive, judging by how flustered he became after just a little bit of rubbing and suckling.
Ajax's lips travel to his belly, trailing kisses down to his navel before he nestled his nose against the hem of Zhongli's underwear that peaked out of his partly lowered pants. There was a pretty pattern on the lace that commanded Ajax's fingers to clasp around and lower it.
He looks up to Zhongli for approval, but the bunny's eyes just narrow, the tears of bliss in his eyes finally spilling over onto his cheeks. Ajax tugs on the fabric, lowering Zhongli's pants to his knees.
He stares at Zhongli's pretty black panties, at the fat lips that clung to the wet fabric. He could see the gentle contracting of his muscle beneath the cloth, like it was waiting to suck down his cock already. He could hardly contain himself from ripping his clothes off and sinking into that gorgeous, dripping wet pussy, but he wanted to make Zhongli feel good before he indulged himself.
Ajax buries his nose into the fabric, taking in a long, deep breath. It was like an aphrodisiac. His scent was so divine. He must've washed recently, but the juices that had soaked through his panties remained. It was slightly tangy, slightly sweet, likely on account of the bunny's fruit filled diet. Ajax wanted more of it, and he was prepared to do just about anything to get a taste of it.
He pulls Zhongli's panties down to his ankles before tossing them to the floor, and then when he turns back… He gets to bask in the glory of Zhongli's pussy. He was gorgeous, soaking wet and shimmering. His lips were so plump, and his rosy folds pulsed as his hole clenched around the air. He didn't even care what reason the universe had for giving Zhongli one of these instead of a penis. He would thank any god who had any part in that decision.
On top of the spectacular view of his cunt, Ajax gets a bit of a surprise; an exclusive look at the glimmering piece of jewelry resting over his clit.
"Here I thought you were a saint…" Ajax reaches forward and tugs on the piercing, gently pulling his clit.
Zhongli looks down, one of his legs slipping off the couch. "O-Oh, that little thing… I was a bit of a wild child…" Zhongli mutters.
Ajax gives the jewelry another light tug, and Zhongli whimpers. He was totally enamored by it. A little gold hoop with an orange gem resting right on his clit. It was like a little wedding ring. Or a halo. "You're an angel," Ajax breathes out.
He can't hold back any longer. He needed to taste him, all of him. Ajax grabs onto his thighs and wrenches his legs apart, nestling his face between his legs. Ajax's nose rests on top of Zhongli's clit, rubbing against the jewelry while his tongue works through his folds.
Zhongli gasps and bucks his hips up until he is stilled by Ajax's grip. His hands tug at Ajax's hair, massaging the top of his head around his ears each time he lapped at Zhongli's cunt.
Ajax had never eaten anyone out before, but he was once a growing boy who couldn't even walk out of his house in the morning without rubbing one out. He'd seen his fair share of it all, so he had a decent idea of where to start.
He listened and felt closely, gauging Zhongli's reaction to each calculated ministration. He whines each time Ajax spreads his lips apart to lick his hole and jerks his hips and moans when he swirls his tongue around his clit. He gasps and throws his head back when Ajax focuses his assault directly on his clit, snaking his tongue underneath the jewelry and bobbing his head, dragging his clit every which way with his tongue.
Ajax's lips close around his clit and give it a gentle suck. Zhongli's hips sway and he throws his head back in pure ecstasy.
"O-Oh, Gods yes!" He screams, his fingers trembling around Ajax's locks. He twists and writhes under him, his moans growing more and more greedy and desperate. His lips part in a steady stream of gasps right before Ajax sticks his tongue out, letting Zhongli grind his clit against him until he reached completion. "A-Ajax– I– I'm gonna–!" Zhongli grits his teeth and cries out, his muscles pulsing right beneath Ajax's chin as he came.
Zhongli's body falls limp onto the couch, totally boneless as his chest heaves. Ajax licks his pussy as more of his delicious juices spill out, and he jolts when Ajax's tongue flicks over his clit again.
Before Zhongli even had the chance to recover, Ajax was already on top of him again. He couldn't help it. He was totally drunk off his juices.
"A-Ajax–! N-No more! No more!" Zhongli gasps, grabbing fistfuls of his hair. "P-Please–!" he sobs. "I-I cant–!"
Ajax doesn't relent. He wants Zhongli to come again. He needed to make him feel good. He needed to taste more, he needed–
"H-hurts!"
Ajax's tongue finally stills, and Zhongli breaks free from his mouth. Zhongli puts his arms over his face, his mouth hanging open useless as he comes down from his high and catches his breath. There were tears spilling down his face, landing on the soiled couch cushion.
"I'm sorry," Ajax mumbles, gripping onto Zhongli's sides as he pressed his head up against Zhongli's pelvis. Zhongli shifted in discomfort, but he didn't push Ajax off just yet.
"It's okay… I… Don't have the same stamina as you kids," he lightly chuckles. "You have to be a little more gentle with these old bones than you might be used to."
Ajax blinks, looking down at Zhongli's skin. He didn't look a day over twenty down here. His skin was still so soft and tight, the only real markings to be seen were on his thighs and beneath his belly, light stretch marks. Ajax didn't know… exactly how old his stepfather was, but he knew he was just a smidgen younger than his father, who already had one foot in the grave.
"I've never done this before," Ajax mumbles sheepishly.
Zhongli squeaks, looking down at him in utter disbelief. "Never…?"
Ajax shakes his head. "Never," he confirms, his ears flattening atop his head.
Zhongli looks up, staring at the ceiling. "H-Huh… You must be a fast learner, then… Such a smart young man."
Ajax's face heats up, and his fingers tighten on Zhongli's skin, pressing white marks into his sides. Zhongli slightly squirms again.
He finally sits up, his aching cock heavy and uncomfortable in his pants. Ajax groans, palming himself through his pants.
Zhongli sits up and crawls towards him, while Ajax stares at his backside, totally mesmerized by how plump he was back there. His waist was so thin, but his cheeks were so soft and round and smackable. He wanted so badly to touch the fluffy little tail that poked up from his rear.
"Why don't I help you with this? It is only fair that I return the favor."
He tentatively reached a hand forward, rubbing Ajax's bulge. Ajax let out a choked groan, looking down with half lidded eyes as Zhongli fiddled with the hem of his pants, his long, slender fingers reaching in to touch him.
"Lower your pants for me, dear?" Zhongli asks, though to Ajax it sounded more like a command, one that he readily completes.
He pulls his pants down, and his cock springs free from his pants. It was painfully hard and stood up erect and leaking. Zhongli slightly backs away when the tip bumps his cheek.
"O-Oh, my…"
Ajax looks down and grunts. "What?"
"W-Well, um… I was expecting something a little more… manageable," he whispers.
Ajax frowns. Did he… not like it? He'd seen his fair share of cocks in his lifetime, not voluntarily, but an inevitability in the porn consuming experience. He wasn't sure how his compared to the kinds that made women scream.
Zhongli reaches forward and grasps the thick base of his cock, big enough that he could just wrap his hand around it and start gently stroking. The look on Zhongli's face is intense, like he's lost, deep in thought.
"Is something wrong with it?" Ajax asks.
Zhongli shakes his head, his eyes widening with… something. It wasn't surprise, or joy, or anything inherently bad, but he seemed… perplexed. "N-No, not at all, um… it's just…" Zhongli finishes his sentence with a whisper so quiet he couldn't hear it at all.
"Just what?" he inquires.
Zhongli drops his head, and those floppy ears of his flatten atop his head. "V-Very big…" he again whispers, just loud enough for Ajax to hear.
That did something to his cock.
He grows more and more impatient by the second, his heavy cock aching between his legs. "Are you still going to suck me off?" Ajax asks.
"No need to rush, dear," Zhongli says, giving the tip a quick kitten lick. "You'll get yours."
Something about that little term of endearment, dear, strummed his nerves in the best possible way. His father was a fairly cold, emotionally distant man, especially ever since Mama died. She used to call him dear, and sweetie, and honey. Zhongli's voice was much too deep to be hers, but it still sounded so right.
Ajax sat down on the couch as Zhongli swiped strands of hair away from his face. He leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock before licking thick stripes down the base, his hand twisting and pumping his shaft while blood rushed through his ears. Ajax did his best to stifle any embarrassing moans. In all the porn he'd watched, he never really heard the guy moaning. It was only ever the girl. He figured it was meant to be that way.
But, boy, was Zhongli making it hard. Something about the way he bobbed his head and swayed his hips in time with his tongue made Ajax want to sing. He'd never felt the heavenly sensation of a hot, wet mouth around his cock before. He'd never had anyone stroke him while bobbing their head on his. Zhongli couldn't even take him all of the way down, but it still felt so good.
"Don't you think you're a little too good at this?" Ajax asks, wiping a thin line of spit away from his mouth.
He briefly releases Zhongli's hair so that he may speak, his mouth lifting off of Ajax's cock with a wet pop. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean…" Zhongli mumbles, two fingers gingerly sliding between his sack and giving him a light squeeze that puts a knot in his stomach.
"I mean… Y-You've had too much practice," Ajax hisses, putting a hand in Zhongli's hair and clenching his fingers through his unkempt locks. His hand snakes down his back, landing at his ass and gently caressing it.
"Y-You mean other sexual partners…?" Zhongli asks. "O-Of course I've h--aAGH–!" Before the bunny could even finish speaking, Ajax delivers a harsh blow between his legs. Zhongli jolts forward and yelps as Ajax's fingers catch his clit, squeezing and tugging it by the little piece of jewelry fixed on top of it.
"Don't think about them anymore," Ajax hisses, pushing Zhongli's head down onto his cock. "You should only– hrrk– be thinking about me."
Zhongli whimpers and chokes on his cock before he finds his rhythm, his cheeks hollowed out and his head bobbing vigorously to keep up with Ajax's pace. He slotted himself into the bunny’s mouth until he could feel Zhongli squirming beneath him, his nose buried in Ajax's ginger curls.
Ajax's fingers find Zhongli's hole, and he roughly thrusts two of them into his sopping wet cunt. Zhongli moans on his cock, sending a shooting sensation up his spine. Ajax shivers and relaxes his shoulders back against the couch, letting Zhongli struggle and gasp while he pleasures himself with his mouth.
Zhongli gags, his throat squeezing around Ajax's cock and tears spilling out of his eyes. He tried grabbing onto Ajax's thighs to signal him to release, but Ajax couldn't let go. It felt too good. The warmth of his mouth, the wetness of his spit, everything was too good for him to let go. He couldn't let go. He couldn't–
Ajax's eyes widened and he let out a low groan as he came, clutching onto the top of Zhongli's head as he rode out his orgasm.
His fingers curled inside of Zhongli's pussy, making the bunny twitch as he rubbed over the same spot.
Zhongli started to moan in protest, looking up at Ajax through weak, desperate eyes, but Ajax didn't stop. He kept Zhongli's head fastened on his cock while he scissored his fingers and rubbed his sweet spot until he was slobbering and choking through another orgasm. Ajax felt his walls pulse and contract around his fingers, and wetness squirting out onto his hand.
It is only then that Ajax finally lets him lift his head, and he takes a big gasp of air now that his mouth is finally freed. He coughs and spits, retreating away from Ajax while he regains his bearings.
Watching him put a pang in Ajax's chest. Tears spilled out of his eyes and streaked his cheeks in red, his eyeliner ruined. His legs trembled, thighs soaked by his own sweet juices. The couch beneath them both had similarly been soaked through. If they didn't clean it up soon, someone may just see it.
"Ajax… What did I say about being gentle?" Zhongli reminds him, wiping the line of spit from the corner of his mouth.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. Your mouth felt too good," he says partway in a daze. Zhongli must've felt like he was looking at a crazed animal, his mouth hanging open and his pupils blown wide with want.
Even after having the life sucked out of him, his cock still twitched between his legs. Every time he looked at Zhongli's gorgeous pussy, at the little ring that hugged his clit, desire bubbled up in his belly. As much as he would have loved another taste, his cock had its own plans.
He reached forward to grab Zhongli, but Zhongli pushed back against him. "Let go of me," he sternly orders, making Ajax release him and sit back against the couch.
"I-I'm sorry," he squeaked, his hands buried in his lap, his cock sprung out between them.
Zhongli crawls over to him, rubbing his shoulder. "All I ask is that you be a little more mindful, dear. I'll help you."
Ajax sat back as Zhongli turned and threw a leg over either side of his lap, sitting with his ass right on his cock. Ajax took a deep breath in, struggling to keep his hands still at the sight of Zhongli's arched back and round ass.
"You can still touch me if you'd like," he mutters, looking over his shoulder to guide one of Ajax's hands to his ass.
Ajax grabs onto the soft flesh, his other hand grabbing and fondling the other side. His skin was so silky and so smooth. He felt like he was grabbing onto sheer velvet sheets. His skin was almost perfectly clear, save for a little mole nestled right on the crest of his left cheek which only served to accentuate his beauty.
Zhongli suddenly rolled his hips, sandwiching Ajax's cock between his round cheeks. Ajax gasped and gripped onto his skin, intently focused on not squeezing too hard. Zhongli rolls his hips again, grinding his ass on Ajax's navel with his cock caught in the crossfire.
"Does it feel good, Ajax?" he asks, grasping Ajax's knees for leverage as he continues to roll his hips.
Ajax opens his mouth to respond, but all that came out was a gasp. Zhongli giggles, leaning back to rest his back on Ajax's chest. In his lustful daze, Ajax's hands move between his legs, one hand resting on his spent pussy, and the other caressing his collar, right below his neck. He leaned his head into Zhongli's shoulder and parted his lips to suck soft bruises into his clear, unmarred skin.
It felt fantastic, the sensations, the intimacy… But he wanted more. Ajax's fingers found that pretty little piercing again, twisting it between his fingers. Zhongli stammers and momentarily lost his rhythm, but he quickly found his footing again despite Ajax's incessant desire to torture his poor clit.
Soft moans echoed throughout the room, Zhongli's head fell back limp and his hips stuttered. Ajax lifted him up by his groin so that his cock could rest between Zhongli's legs, and he rubbed it all over his warm cunt while he pleasures Zhongli's clit.
"A-Ajax… Do you want to put it in?" Zhongli breathes out.
"Yes," he answers readily. "Can I? Please?"
Zhongli pauses, a few short breaths escaping from his lips. "Yes."
Ajax takes a hold of his cock, guiding it up to Zhongli's hole. He sucks a breath in as he rubs the tip against Zhongli's velvety folds, relishing in the warmth that surrounded him as Zhongli took it upon himself to sink down onto it.
Zhongli's shoulders stiffen as he lowered himself down onto Ajax's cock. "O-Oh, my…" Zhongli sucks in a breath, his fingers digging into the meat of Ajax's thighs. "I-Is it all in yet?" He asks after a few short seconds.
All Ajax has to do is take one quick glance to see that it was not in fact, all in yet. Hardly halfway down. "Um… No."
Zhongli whimpers. He tries to will himself further down, Ajax commended him for the effort, but it made hardly so much as a dent.
"Now…?" he asks, turning to look at Ajax through hazy eyes.
That look on his face was so desperate, he really was trying his best, it wasn't his fault Ajax had a monster living between his legs.
"Um…" Ajax debates with himself for a moment, getting another glimpse of those lustful eyes. "...Yeah."
He can see Zhongli's shoulders relax. He adjusted his legs so he could sit back more comfortably and slowly raised his knees up before lowering them back down. Lying to him would be a long term investment, he decides.
Ajax let out a long, low groan as Zhongli's tight walls dragged against his cock. His cunt was so hot he felt like he was overheating. Like he'd stuck his cock into molten lava. But it felt so good. So sinfully good.
What they were doing was dirty. They shouldn't be doing this, but now that they'd started, he wasn't sure he could stop. He looked over at the door like he expected someone to let themselves in any second now, hoping at least one pair of eyes would bear witness to him violating his stepfather. Perhaps they'd see the aftermath, the slick juices stained on the couch, the smell of sex in the air, and they'd know what happened. He hoped it was his father. He wanted him to know who Zhongli belonged to now.
His father and his siblings may have been able to steal his Mama away from him, but he wouldn't let any of them have Zhongli.
The bunny's floppy ears flail about as Zhongli bounced on his cock, and Ajax grabs onto both of them with one hand to yank his head up.
Zhongli cries out and extends his neck out to alleviate the sudden eruption of pain. "A-Ajax…!" Zhongli yelps, momentarily pausing before he continues to bounce on his knees.
"Don't stop," Ajax growls, lowering his lips to the crook of Zhongli's neck, sharp fangs bared.
Zhongli moans and whimpers as he continues riding Ajax's cock, but… it isn't. Enough.
As glorious as his pussy was, he wanted to feel more of him– all of him. He wanted Zhongli's pussy to swallow up his cock. He wanted to feel Zhongli's ass smack against his legs and hear his beautiful moans as he cried out for more.
He releases Zhongli's ears and moves for his hips, his hands encasing Zhongli's tiny waist.
"Ajax, what are you…–!" Zhongli's jaw goes slack and he silently screams as Ajax slams his hips down on his cock. His fingers curl and his back arches, the reaction so violent he thinks Zhongli might just leap right out of his arms. "A-Ajax, please!" Zhongli begged, erupting into a string of gasps and whimpers.
"I'm sorry… I can't hold back anymore," Ajax whispers, slamming Zhongli's hips down until the tip of his cock was met with resistance.
Zhongli let out a choked moan, his belly twitching as Ajax's cock stretched his pussy to its limits. "I-It won't fit!" Zhongli screams. "A-Ajax, please, it won't fit!"
"I’ll make it fit," Ajax snarled.
He doesn't let up on Zhongli for even a moment. The bunny had long since ceased his bouncing, but Ajax made up for the loss by bucking his hips up, working against the walls that squeezed him so tightly he felt like they might rip his dick off.
Ajax fucked up into him like he was nothing more than a sex doll, an object for him to pleasure himself with. Zhongli had gone quiet, his body twisted in agony as Ajax thrusted up into an opening far too small to ever realistically stuff himself into. And yet despite the seeming impossibility of it, he still gave it his most earnest effort.
He couldn't accept only having tasted some of Zhongli. He wanted all of it. He wanted every last drop of him. He wanted to twist and corrupt everything, down to the last strand of hair on his body. He never wanted Zhongli to ever feel pleasure with anybody else, totally and utterly ruined. His and no one else's.
After a relentless onslaught of hard thrusts, Ajax finally felt something deep within Zhongli's belly give, and when he slammed Zhongli's hips down on his cock, his ass smacked against Ajax's legs.
Zhongli screamed bloody murder. He clawed at Ajax's legs, begging him to let go. "Please– Please! I can't– I can't– I can't!" Zhongli flailed in his grasp, but for all of his struggles, it didn't land him very far. For every move he made, Ajax was right there to drag him back down.
"You will," Ajax breathes out, totally lost in the haze of pleasure, the high of finally feeling Zhongli at his core. "You– hahh… feel so good…"
Ajax didn't want to risk Zhongli flying off his cock, but he wanted to reward the bunny for his efforts. He moves one hand over his belly to lock him in place while the other trailed down to his clit. Zhongli jumps when he feels Ajax's hand between his legs, but before he can get anywhere, Ajax sinks his teeth into his neck.
"A-Ajax… you're too cruel…" Zhongli sniffles, his head falling over limp. His soft hics turn to sobs as Ajax plays with the jewelry between his thighs, rubbing the textured stone and hoop into his clit with his fingers.
In contrast to his brutal thrusts and the sharp fangs against his neck, his fingers are gentle. He uses a loving touch with Zhongli's clit, focusing on his own pleasure above all else while he uses his hole as a fleshlight.
Zhongli was rendered speechless. His poor stepmother fucked senseless, unable to vocalize how good he felt having his son fuck his womb.
Ajax pauses. His step…father, he internally corrected. Not that it made much difference to him what Zhongli was, all that mattered to him was filling that tight little hole with his seed and marking Zhongli as his own.
"Ajax– S-Something doesn't– feel–!" Zhongli's words come out garbled and broken by his own moans. He thrashes as Ajax works his clit, driving him closer and closer to the edge until he just couldn't hold it in any longer.
Zhongli screamed, flailing right out of Ajax's grasp. The weeping tip of his cock slipped out of Zhongli's pussy as he came, robbed of the sensation of those pulsing walls squeezing around him.
Next time, then, the sly fox thinks to himself.
Zhongli flops over to his side, Ajax catching him and lowering him down with a little more grace. His breaths came heavy and labored, his chest heaving as he struggled to regain his bearings after having them slowly bled from him.
Ajax's ears twitch, and he looks down just in time to bear witness to just how dirty his stepmother could be. It would seem as though he'd been holding in more than just his thoughts.
A big wet stain spread across the couch beneath his pussy, the force of his orgasm causing him to lose control of his bladder. His piss soaked through the cushion and dirtied his legs, Ajax watching mesmerized as it leaked out of him.
What's more… There was a big, red bulge poking out of his pussy.
They really did bring out the best in each other.
Ajax practically foams at the mouth at the sight of it. He pokes it unceremoniously, and Zhongli whimpers.
"I asked you to be gentle…" Zhongli mutters.
Ajax chuckles, sucking in a breath before abruptly releasing it. "I couldn't help it… You are… beautiful," Ajax says, leaning down to press his hands between Zhongli's soaked thighs, pressing down on his plump pussy lips to further push the mass out.
His ears twitch again, and he hears another drop of liquid coming from somewhere. He looks up and leans over Zhongli's body to look at his face. He was crying, but these tears were different than before. They came down in fat, wet globs on his cheeks before they splashed against the cushions.
Ajax reached forward to caress his cheek, but Zhongli just turned his head away.
"What's the matter…?" Ajax asks, climbing over Zhongli's body to grip his shoulders. "Did I… Did I do something bad?"
Zhongli sniffles, his trembling legs closing as best he could make them without hurting himself or disturbing the bulging organ between his legs.
"I know something is bothering you. Please tell me what it is. I want to help you!"
Zhongli wasn't meant to be upset right now. He should have been happy, just like Ajax was. He hadn't even cum yet, but he was happy just being close to him, alone with him. Didn't Zhongli feel the same way…?
"He was right… my body is falling apart…" Zhongli wipes the tears out of his eyes and sniffles. "This must be my punishment," he speaks quieter this time, as if he didn't want Ajax to hear him at all.
"Punishment…?" Ajax repeats.
"I never really liked your father. I don't think he liked me, either," he says suddenly, causing Ajax to freeze dead in his tracks. "I always wanted to have children, but no matter how hard I tried, how many men I tried with… I could never have any of my own."
A pang ripples through Ajax's chest. He truly did sympathize with him. He couldn't imagine what it must be like to yearn so badly for something, only to have it remain just out of reach.
What's more… He wanted to be a mother.
"I met your father just after your mother died. He mentioned having children, and I was so happy, I didn't even care that I didn't like him all that much… I was so excited to meet you all…" Zhongli puts his hands over his eyes in a fruitless effort to wipe away his tears. "I never wanted to take advantage of you. I never wanted to replace her…"
Ajax cocks an eyebrow, moving closer towards him. Zhongli turns his head away to shield Ajax from his tears.
Just like his Mama. She never wanted him to see her upset.
"Don't cry," Ajax begs, climbing over Zhongli's body and gripping onto his shoulders. "Please don't cry," he repeats, leaning down to lap at the tears staining his cheeks.
Zhongli flinches, but ultimately accepts him in. Ajax licks the tears off his face even as they are replaced with new ones.
"I-I just want Mama to be happy…" Ajax pouts.
Zhongli shakes his head, a sob escaping from his lips. "I'm sorry, Ajax. I'm so, so very sorry…"
"Don't be!" he jumps. "Don't feel bad…! I– I'll make you feel better…"
Ajax sits back up, reaching beneath Zhongli's clasped knees and wrenching them apart.
Whatever somber haze Zhongli was lost in quickly dissipated as he realized what exactly Ajax had meant by that.
"A-Ajax, hold on a minute, don't just–!" his jaw hangs loose as the tip of Ajax's cock brushes against his protruding hole. "A-Ajax!" Zhongli screams as his cock slides right in, meeting very little resistance.
"Whatever Papa told you… he was wrong," Ajax breathes out, pleasure winding up in his gut. The relief he felt finally sticking his aching cock back into a hole was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. No fleshlight could compare to Zhongli. "You're perfect. So– pretty," Ajax gasps as he rolls his hips forward. Zhongli clenches around him so tightly, sucking his cock in deeper and deeper.
Zhongli chants his name like a prayer, his soft moans and the squelching of his sloppy pussy reverberating off the walls. "Ajax…! Ajax…! T-Too much–! Feels so good–! U-Unghh!"
The pleasure he felt was so raw and intense he didn't know what to say as Ajax gently rolled his hips up. He held Zhongli tenderly as he bucked his hips up at a snail's pace, really soaking in the tightness and warmth of his pussy. Maybe slow and sweet was the way to go, after all.
"P-Please, Ajax, more…!" Zhongli chants. "More! Hahh– hgnh–! More!"
Heh. He'd finally gotten what he wanted, and suddenly now it wasn't enough.
"Mama is so insatiable…" Ajax chuckles. He was a total sucker, though. He didn't need to be asked twice. He bucks his hips up, thrusting his cock deeper into Zhongli's hole.
Zhongli throws his head back and moans, clutching onto the soiled cushions to ground himself. His toes curl and his teeth clench together as his body is overtaken by wave after wave of brutal, unfettered pleasure.
"A-Are you gonna' cum again, Mama…?" Ajax rasps, a bead of sweat dripping off his nose as he struggles to keep his rhythm as the pressure in his gut mounted.
"I don't– huhff– think I can, baby," Zhongli murmurs. He sharply inhales a breath when Ajax's thighs slap against the back of his legs. He was all the way inside again, he hardly even noticed while he stared intently at Zhongli's debauched, teary eyed face. "Don't worry– huhh–! A-About m-me…ahgh…!"
He couldn't do that. He wanted his Mama to feel good, too. He needed him to feel good. One of his hands finds its way to his clit, rubbing harsh circles into the abused, overstimulated nub, wet with his own piss and slick.
Zhongli's back arches, his entire lower half lifting off the couch, only to be pinned back down as Ajax thrusts downwards. He shakes his head, puts his arms over his face, claws at the cushions, does anything he can to try and offset the intensity of the sensation. But Zhongli was trapped. He couldn't escape it. Not if Ajax had anything to say about it.
"O-Oh! Ajax! I– Hahh–! G-God…! I can't– I– 'mm gonna–!" Zhongli reached his trembling fingers up and caressed Ajax's cheeks.
He looked ethereal. Tears and sweat on his face, his lips parted and his brows curled upwards. Ajax saw his belly curling, the one knee he still had a loose grip on shaking.
With one final, hard thrust, Zhongli's walls contract around him. Zhongli gasped, fingers tightly grasping to his face as he came. Ajax milked his orgasm for all it was worth, rubbing his clit and the little stone nestled above it until he was writhing.
Zhongli's orgasm is what finally brings Ajax to completion. The coil wound up in his gut snaps and he groans as he shoots his seed deep into Zhongli's womb, his tail wagging and curling behind him as Zhongli's walls wrung his cock out, sucking up every last bit of cum he could muster.
It was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. His hand could never compare to this, to the heat and the smell and the wetness of Zhongli's cunt.
He can't even bring himself to pull out, collapsing on top of Zhongli's quivering frame. As they both struggled to catch their breath, Ajax pressed his lips onto Zhongli's own, his tongue slipping right past parted lips.
Zhongli whined, but he didn't turn his head away. He kept his mouth open each time Ajax pulled away for air so that he could steal more sweet kisses once he was done.
As the fox's cock finally deflates, it slips out of Zhongli's pussy on its own, and with it copious amounts of his cum leaks out of Zhongli's ruined pussy. He did idly wonder how they were going to fix… that, but it didn't matter much right now. All that mattered was making sure his Mama was happy.
Ajax looks back up, back at Zhongli's face, and… he pauses.
This… Wasn't his Mama. She'd never have looked so broken and depraved, her eyeliner was always clean, and she'd never let him see her cry.
What he had here… was something far better than his Mama. This was Zhongli. This was his Zhongli.
That's right. Zhongli was his. He'd left his mark on every part of his body where it mattered.
"A-Ajax…" Zhongli rasps.
"Yes?"
"...Could you… help me to the bath…" he mutters sheepishly.
Ajax's intense face softens. That's right, Zhongli was still a refined, well adjusted little bunny, after all. He must not have liked sitting in his own piss, even if Ajax did.
He snuck his arms beneath Zhongli's body before hoisting him up, carrying him bridal style into the bathroom to get him cleaned up. After that, they still had the whole weekend to themselves.
He almost wished there was an emergency for his father to come back home to before then.