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The Princess of Arasaka (Cyberpunk 2077)
🕑 Added 2023-02-25 15:39:15 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Rough Sex, Fucked Silly, Breeding
Summary: In an AU of Cyberpunk 2077 where Male!V is still working for Arasaka, he finds himself pulled off assignment by the Princess herself. It turns out she has a special assignment for him. Said special assignment is to fuck her senseless and give her a child with which to continue the family line. Reading between the lines, it sounds to V as though Hanako will soon be the undisputed CEO of the Arasaka Corporation. But that's above his paygrade.
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Stepping into Hanako Arasaka’s Office, V doesn’t know what to think. Luckily, he’s not paid to think. Not in situations like this. Though, he doesn’t fail to notice that they’re all alone, even as he stops in the middle of the room and bows low at the waist.
“Arasaka-Sama. You wished to see me?”
He very nearly calls her Princess. That’s what she is, after all. The Princess of the Arasaka Family and the head of the Kiji Faction of the Arasaka Corporation. She was the third child of the old man himself, Saburo Arasaka. And his only daughter. Was it any wonder that she was constantly doted on and spoiled? Though… V had to remind himself, this wasn’t some little girl he was looking at. The woman in front of him, for all that she LOOKED like a beautiful, young, Japanese woman, was in fact seventy-eight years old.
She was a porcelain doll, her body kept youthful and unaging by her family and her corporation’s technology. It was rather strange to know that this beautiful creature was three times his age. Not so strange that he would let it show on his face though of course.
Coming out of his bow, V spreads his legs a bit apart and clasps his hands behind his back. Shoulders straight, chest out, he looks straight ahead, which puts his eyes somewhere above Hanako Arasaka’s head. That is, until she rises from her desk, standing up and meeting his gaze.
“Yes. You are the one they call V, correct?”
“That is so, Arasaka-Sama.”
Stepping out from behind her desk, her glowing eyes slide up and down his form for a moment.
“Excellent. Strip.”
His first instinct is to obey. Always. When your superior in the Arasaka Corporation gives you an order, it is not your place to question them. You ask how high and then you do your best to make it happen. When someone from the Arasaka Family gives you an order, you don’t even ask how high. You give it your best judgment and hope you understood what they meant for you to do, because in the event that you didn’t… that was on YOUR head.
And yet… and yet, this might be the strangest order V has ever received in all his time at the Arasaka Corporation. Not the worst order. Not the most disgusting or stomach-turning. But… the weirdest. And it gives him pause. He can’t deny it. So much so that he does the unthinkable. He questions Hanako Arasaka.
“… Ma’am?”
She doesn’t immediately have his head lopped off, at least. But then again, it’s currently just the two of them. No one else is in the room. Her security is nowhere to be found, visibly anyways. But V has good eyes so…
“You heard me. Strip. I wish to see what we are working with.”
V isn’t so foolish as to not follow a direct order given a second time. Jaw slightly tense, he reaches up and begins to remove his clothing, starting with his blazer, followed by his shirt, followed by his shoes, his slacks, his socks… and at last, his boxers. He doesn’t hesitate, even when he gets down to his underwear. He’s watching Hanako throughout this exercise, and she shows no visible sign that she wants him to stop… so he goes all the way.
His cock, twitching slightly from being exposed in the presence of a beautiful woman, flops out between his legs. V tries not to smirk as the Princess of Arasaka looks down at it. She’s seventy-eight years old. Not some virgin maiden who’s never seen a man’s cock before. Even still…
“All natural, yes?”
V’s chest swells with pride. He’s got enhancements, of course. All provided by the Arasaka Corporation. But in that one way… he was indeed ‘all natural’.
“Yes, Arasaka-Sama. All natural.”
Hanako doesn’t miss words. She lifts her glowing eyes from his crotch to his face and gives a simple nod.
“Very well then. You may begin. Take me and breed me. Cum inside of me as many times as you believe it will take for your seed to plant itself in my womb.”
She wants him to what?! He doesn’t question her out loud. In fact, his hesitation only lasts a moment before he steps towards her. Even still, his incredulity shines through his shattered façade. He can’t help it. THIS is now the weirdest order he’s ever been given, by far. Still not the most stomach-turning though. Far from it. Hanako Arasaka is a beautiful woman.
However, her beauty is only one minor facet of her true value. She’s so outside of his league it’s not even funny. This shouldn’t be happening. Is it a trap? Is he NOT supposed to obey her orders in order to prove himself somehow? But… no. Complete obedience to the Arasaka Family was drilled into every employee’s head from day one. If they could, they’d probably have hardwired it into their employees’ brains in fact.
So this wasn’t a trap. It didn’t make it any less unbelievable, however. Arriving in front of Hanako, V truly takes in the Japanese Princess. From her glowing cybernetic eyes, to her painted lips, to her carefully prepared hair. And then down further. Her sleeveless white dress would be easy enough to remove. Her gold plated fingers are tapping away at her desk as she leans back against the front of it. Her chest is… within reach.
Carefully, as if afraid he will break her, V reaches for her dress. He’s already identified how to remove it. There’s no fumbling around, but there’s still a beat of hesitation as he slips his hands along her hips. Hesitation that has Hanako Arasaka smirking at him.
“You are no doubt confused. Baffled, even, by my orders. It is quite simple… a Princess does not need an heir. But a Queen… a Queen does.”
V’s eyes widened at that, before his face quickly shutters closed. Hanako Arasaka is telling him things very high above his paygrade. But then, she’s above his paygrade to. This was all…
“As for you, V… do you think I did not do my research?”
He freezes at that, his fingers on the hidden zippers within her dress.
“Do you think, out of all of the employees that Arasaka has, I just picked the first one I liked the look of? That I grabbed you at random without knowing everything there was to know about you?”
Looking into those glowing eyes of hers, seeing that knowing look on her face, V flushes. In response, Hanako smiles, her painted lips curling.
“I did not order you here to take me as a fumbling, hesitant, fearful virgin would, V. I ordered you here to be fucked and bred as you would fuck one of your Joytoys.”
Of course she knows. Of course. There are no secrets in Arasaka, at least not from those at the top. And V… V wasn’t very subtle about it all anyways. Still, he didn’t go around lying to his… to his Joytoys. They all knew what they were in for. He made sure of it before ever beginning things with any of them.
V was a monster. But he was a civilized one. A disciplined one. He could be truly despicable, impressively violent and nasty with the best of them… but he reined it in at all times, holding back and presenting the civilized façade that he’d been raised to present all his life.
And now the Princess of Arasaka, one of the few people V would have said should NEVER be forced face to face with his true nature… was asking him to let the beast out. No, not asking. That would imply V had a choice. It had been an order… hadn’t it?
His hand comes up and wraps around the back of Hanako’s head without a second thought. His other hand reaches up, grabs the front of her white dress, and pulls as hard as his Arasaka-branded Gorilla Arms allow. Hanako’s dress, for all its seeming simplicity, is clearly bulletproof and made of some of the toughest material Arasaka has access to.
RIIIIIIIIIP~
It still doesn’t manage to put up a fight against his strength. Hanako gasps as her dress is ripped off of her in one smooth motion, leaving her naked underneath. She’d gone commando, a part of V distantly notes. Distantly, because the blood is raging in his ears at this point. And all he can do is soak in the view of Hanako Arasaka, naked and helpless before him.
“That’s more like it.”
No… not helpless. Definitely naked, but never helpless. The woman is still thrice his age, and they’re in HER office. Her security might not be here, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t safe from him. V keeps that in mind, even as he keeps her orders in mind as well. Fuck her like one of his Joytoys. More than that… breed her.
That, he decides, he can do. Better that than thinking about the fact that Hanako had, mere minutes ago, told him she would soon be ‘Queen’. It was obvious what that meant. That she would soon be the undisputed CEO of the Arasaka Corporation. Would V have liked to have had a choice in whether he would be tied to her rising star or not? Perhaps… but now it was too late. Much too late, considering what he was about to do.
He doesn’t even look to see if any of it is important as he brushes the things on her desk off with one hand, before lifting her up and sitting her on the edge of it. When his palms come down on her inner thighs, slapping them hard enough to leave bruises as he forces her legs apart, Hanako moans. She likes it. She likes it rough. Obviously, she’d fucking called him in here.
Meanwhile, his cock… all natural and much too big for a pretty little Japanese Princess like Hanako, now stands at attention. He’s at full mast already. No need for foreplay, no need for anything… but her fucking cunt, locked tight around his thrusting cock.
Though, even with that thought, he does pause for a moment as he places the tip of his massive dick against Hanako’s cunt lips. His free hand wraps up around the back of her neck, clutching it tightly as he looks up and meets her waiting, expectant gaze.
“I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to plow you on this fucking desk. You’re going to scream. You’re going to squeal. My dick is going to deeper inside of you than anything you’ve ever had before. Don’t even care if you’re into tentacle play… it’s not about the physical size, it’s about the mentality. You won’t remember any other man once I’m done with you. You won’t know anything but the wonder that is my fucking cock, splitting your sopping wet insides Princess.”
Ah, he’d slipped. Said it. Called her Princess. Not that it mattered. He wasn’t going to call her ‘Arasaka-Sama’. Not while this was happening. And Hanako, breathing short, panting breaths, doesn’t hold it against him. She just smiles coyly at him with those painted lips of hers, as if to say ‘what are you waiting for?’. And she’s right. What is he waiting for, a fucking invitation? He already HAD that.
With a snarl, V thrusts into her. He relishes the way she stiffens in his grasp as he punches inch after inch of his meaty, throbbing, all-natural cock up into her pussy. Something tells him that her cunt isn’t as ‘all natural’ as his dick is. Maybe it’s the fact that she’s as tight as a virgin despite being seventy-eight years old. Maybe it’s the way her pussy quite literally vibrates and massages his length as he punches deep, DEEP inside of her.
Double standards, but what can ya do? V doesn’t let up. He doesn’t hesitate, not even for a second. Hanako wanted him to fuck and breed her silly? He’d fucking do it. He’d fucking knock her up right here and right now. Grunting and growling, feeling more and more like a beast instead of a man by the moment, V continues to thrust deeper and deeper into Hanako Arasaka.
The angle isn’t quite right. He needs to grab her by her legs and hoist them higher into the air first before he can reach her womb. It’s then that he notes her heels are still on. Her pumps and her feet kick uselessly in the air on either side of him, as he drills into her deeper and deeper. Until at long last, he’s hitting her core.
He’d promised that he’d leave his mark. Obviously… he had no idea what kind of freaky shit a woman like Hanako got up to in her private time. He couldn’t necessarily claim he was the biggest she’d ever had and have it be one hundred percent true. However, he still had his pride as a man. As a very well-endowed man at that. His cock was huge, all natural… and he was going to use it to fuck Hanako Arasaka so silly that he erased every trace of any man, toy, or anything else that she’d ever had inside of her.
V loses himself a little in what follows. It always happens when he gets with one of his Joytoys. But then, Hanako had to have known that, given she knew about them. He let the monster run wild, and his Joytoys got paid extra for taking it extra rough. For his extreme brutality, it was commonly referred to.
Well, Hanako had asked for it. The monster was out here and now too. And yet… Hanako was sturdier and tougher than any of his other Joytoys had ever been. She could… handle him in a way most of them couldn’t. He cums inside of her once, but she’s not even straining yet. So he keeps fucking her.
Her body is made to keep her alive, he distantly notes. She’s not at all easy to kill. He can… truly get as rough as he wants with her. He does. For the first time in what might be ever, V really lets himself go. He kisses her, but also bites her lips until they bleed. He mauls her tits and rips at her nipples until they’re puffy and rock hard. He slams into her cunt hard enough that he’d break most other women’s pelvises, but with Hanako Arasaka, she takes it and thrusts back at him, giving as good as she gets.
When all is said and done, V has lost track of just how many times he’s cum. Unfortunately, ‘all natural’ means that he DOES have limits. Was it three loads? Four? Maybe even five? Either way, he eventually stumbles back, his cock finally going soft at long last. As he does so, the Princess’ belly is left looking distended and bloated, as though she’s already pregnant. Meanwhile, a film slides over her cunt… holding his ejaculations inside of her.
Without missing a beat, Hanako slips off of her desk and onto her knees. She takes him in her mouth and begins to clean him with her mouth while looking up into his face with those cybernetic eyes of hers.
And all V can think is… he’d go to the fucking moon for her. If his loyalty was part of what the Princess of Arasaka wanted from today… she got it. For picking him. For letting him let the monster out… and for surviving all he had to offer… he’d follow her to the ends of the Earth and beyond.
Comments
40kTitan
In a world where sex can be virtualized and ivf a reliable source for children, it says a lot that Hanako wanted the real deal, I assume with a gaijin, to carry on the Arasaka legacy. Saburo being a traditional Japanese man would not have wanted a foreigner tainting his bloodline if he could help it. The underlying "bucking the trend" from the head of the traditional block of arasaka would send major ripples out.
Talia Rock
Because this is the type of story that requires expanding upon and the myriad consequences that come from the genreq
Haji_Bob
She does have a niece who's not much younger then her, Michiko, even if her look in 2077 is real weird.
SylverIron
....why do I want a sequel?
