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Performance-Enhancers (Sekirei)
🕑 Added 2018-11-02 19:56:25 +0000 UTC Weekly Poll WinnerThemes: Dom/Sub, Rough Sex, Fucked Silly
Summary: Having found an interesting formula she found in MBI's secret files, Matsu decides to produce a little. Its said to up confidence and lower inhibitions, and the Brain-Type Sekirei is curious to see what it will do to her darling Ashikabi. In the end, both she and Musubi find out just why the formula was shelved in the first place, as their orifices receive a pounding from a much changed Minato that they may never recover from.
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Matsu was going to get him killed. There was no doubt in Minato’s mind. It might not have been the Brain-Sekirei’s intention, but he couldn’t see this ending any other way. And on his birthday too… letting out a quiet sigh, the indecisive, altogether docile young Ashikabi makes one last attempt at raising a protest.
“I’m really not sure this is a good idea…”
Of course, his words fall on deaf ears. Musubi continues to drag him along by the hand and Matsu continues to lead the way down the hall of the love hotel towards the room she said she’d purchased for them to spend the night at. Neither of them really pays him any mind… and Minato supposes he shouldn’t be overly surprised by that, given he’d barely spoken in more than a murmur.
“Come on, Minato! Matsu says she has something really cool to show us! A birthday gift for you!”
“Ufufufu… yes, the best birthday gift ever~”
He could imagine what was planned, even as a soft, affectionate smile spread across the young man’s baby-face at just how innocent and naïve Musubi still was. The Fist-Type didn’t even realize Matsu’s intentions, nor did she get how this would go over with everyone else back at Izumo Inn. It had taken quite a bit of begging and pleading on Musubi’s part to get her time alone with him in the first place, on this day of all days. Neither Tsukiumi nor Kazehana really wanted to let their rival have him all to herself for his birthday.
But she’d promised to have him home for dinner, long before the sunset, and then they’d all celebrate together. What THAT was supposed to entail, Minato hadn’t really had a clue of, but it had ultimately placated everyone. Now though, the young man could see that there was a REASON Matsu hadn’t raised any protest like Tsukiumi and Kazehana had.
In fact, he wouldn’t be surprised if the Brain-Type put Musubi up to this in the first place. Why else would the brunette Sekirei be so happy to see Matsu while they were on their day-date at the circus? Why else would she be so happy to follow along when Matsu talked about a super special birthday gift she had planned for Minato?
Yeah, they were in on this together. Though Musubi probably still didn’t know what THIS was. Maybe if he told her… but before Minato can gather up his courage, they’re at the door. Matsu lets them in with a keycard she pulls from her cleavage, and then she hurries further inside as Musubi drags Minato into the hotel room.
The door closes behind him and it feels like his doom. How is he supposed to fight off Matsu AND Musubi, if they both want to do THAT tonight for his birthday? Its not like he wants to stop them or anything… but he just knows Tsukiumi and Kazehana will react poorly.
“Drinks! We have to have a toast for Minato’s birthday before we can get down to the gift!”
And like that, Musubi and Minato find glasses of what has to be alcohol shoved into their hands. Minato flushes as he looks down into the cup… but hey, there was that thing that they said about liquid courage, right? Musubi was already drinking when Minato finally tipped the glass back and swallowed its contents, not noticing that Matsu herself wasn’t drinking at all, instead watching Minato like a hawk.
The alcohol burns going down, and Minato sputters a little bit, but he doesn’t stop drinking. He can do this much, right? Yes! He’s not a wimp who can’t handle his liquor! Well, he is… but he won’t be today, in this moment! As soon as the cup produces no more of its contents, Minato puts it down on a nearby table… and then has to catch himself on that table as well as a spell of dizziness comes over him.
“W-Whoa…”
“Minato? How are you feeling? Anything different?”
“W-What? Diff… different?”
Minato frowns as he looks up at Matsu. His vision swims for a moment more and then clears up, but there’s more to it then that. In place of the dizziness, it’s as if Minato feels a sudden clarity. On top of that clarity, there’s… there’s a spark igniting deep within him that wasn’t there before, and Minato’s eyes widen, and his mouth drops open as it becomes a raging bonfire in mere moments.
“Minato…”
Matsu is suddenly at his side, and when he breathes in her scent… oh how delicious she smells. Before he can stop himself, he has a hand in her hair and is dragging her in close, burying his nose in the shorter Sekirei’s locks.
“Eep!”
Her exclamation doesn’t cause him to rear back in embarrassment as it most definitely would have before. But then, before, Minato wouldn’t have been so forward as to sniff at Matsu’s hair directly in the first place. A low, pleased growl rumbles up out of his chest, and the young man finds himself pulling Matsu closer, rubbing against her and rubbing her against him in turn.
“O-Oh Minato… s-so forward…”
“Are we playing now?! I wanna play!”
Musubi’s voice fills the room and distracts Minato for a moment. But what KEEPS him distracted is her sudden state of undress, his eyes falling upon her naked body as she stands there with her hands up in the air, a wide, bright grin on her face. In a moment, he’s let go of Matsu, inadvertently dropping her to the ground in the process as he makes his way over to Musubi.
Matsu yelps as she falls, and she whines up at Musubi, even as Minato approaches the Fist-Type.
“Musubi! We talked about this! I’m supposed to go first!”
Something about Matsu’s words penetrates through the hungry haze fogging up Minato’s thoughts, and he finds himself looking back over his shoulder at the fallen Sekirei quite sharply, his gaze catching her eye and holding it as Matsu freezes up despite herself.
“You might have discussed it between the two of yourselves… but in the end, I make the decisions around here.”
He couldn’t say where the words come from, only that they feel RIGHT as they fall from his lips. Just as what happens next feels right. His hands curl around Musubi’s waist and he draws his very first Sekirei in for a deep, tongue-filled Kiss. Musubi squeals in delight, but this isn’t a Norito… no, this is just the two of them making out, girl and boy, woman and man, lover and lover.
In a moment, Minato has Musubi’s ass in his hands and a burst of strength that comes from seemingly nowhere has her up onto the table so that he can properly spread her legs and stand between them, rubbing the tenting front of his crotch against her own as she moans happily, her naked pussy getting wetter and wetter.
Does she really understand what’s going on? She certainly seems to be enjoying it, given she’s humping back against him even now. With a growl, Minato decides he doesn’t care. He wants this, Musubi wants this… and he’s going to give it to her and satisfy BOTH their desires. Continuing to kiss the Fist-Type, Minato lets go of Musubi’s sides for a moment in order to work open his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them before dragging his cock out of its confines.
To his surprise, it’s a lot bigger than he remembers. He hadn’t really realized it, beyond noticing a mild pain as his erection strained against the insides of his pants… but this dick, now that he’s holding it in his hand and pressing it against Musubi’s slit… its big. Its thick… and its needy. So, without further ado, Minato thrusts in and Musubi cries out in response.
“M-MINAAATOOO!!!”
Her head tilts back and she lets out a decidedly throaty moan as her entire body abruptly clings to him. Her legs wrap around his waist, her arms wrap around his neck… but Minato is focused on one thing and one thing only. Plowing his mate silly. Because she IS his mate. She’s his Sekirei, through and through. They all are, they were made for him to breed and fuck and knock-up, right? So that’s what Minato’s going to do. That’s EXACTLY what he’s going to do. Musubi and then Matsu to start with… and the rest will follow before the night is through.
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Matsu can’t help but touch herself as she sits there on the floor, watching Minato give it to Musubi long and hard. Sure, she wished it was her in the other Sekirei’s place, sure she was supposed to have first dibs… but then, she’d known from the beginning that she’d kind of tricked Musubi into giving her first go at Minato. Hell, it wasn’t all that unlikely that Musubi hadn’t understood was ‘first’ meant until their Ashikabi stuck his big, fat honking dick in her and started pistoning away.
The Brain-Type was really just happy that it’d worked. She hadn’t been sure about her plan, not even up to the moment when she handed Minato the drugged drink and watched him gulp it down. The formula she’d found on one of her hacking forays into MBI’s servers had been… decidedly experimental. And the reports on it hadn’t been all that encouraging, which was probably why MBI had scrapped the project that had developed it in the first place.
But Matsu was smart. She was fiendishly smart. Her brains didn’t just stop with computers and surveillance, she simply loved peeping more than anything else in the world, so that’s where she put a lot of her focus. The moment she saw the unfinished formula however, she had ideas for how to stabilize it, how to complete it… and how to properly make it so she could administer it to her wimpy Ashikabi.
There was only so far one could push a woman before they snapped, after all. Minato was… he was a good boy, but far from the kind of man that Matsu wanted. Hell, he was far from the kind of man all of his Sekirei wanted, even if they weren’t willing to admit it! So… Matsu had helped him find himself. That was all. The formula… all it did was release inhibitions and enhanced physical attributes. His stamina and his cock-size and…
“OHHHH!!!”
Matsu watches as Musubi’s eyes roll back in her head and she can tell from the way Minato is buried inside of the other Sekirei that he’s cumming in that moment. And then the moment passes and he’s still cumming. And cumming. And cumming. By the time he pulls out of Musubi, the Fist-Type actually looked like she was already pregnant… and the amount of seed that poured from her well-fucked cunt as he turned away from her and looked to Matsu was…
Well, the Brain-Type quickly realizes she needs to focus on the matter at hand and ignore Musubi, because Minato was already walking towards her. Matsu has all of a moment to realize she might just get regulated to dick-cleaning duty if she doesn’t take action. So, of course the twin-tailed Sekirei immediately flips herself over onto her knees, planting her face on the floor and lifting up her hips in a position of submission. That position just so happened to also be the one that put her mouth furthest away from his messy cock, and her cunt closest.
Of course, in the end Matsu really had nothing to worry about. Minato falls to his knees behind her, grabs her by her hips, and sinks his cock into her waiting depths without a single word otherwise. He grunts, and Matsu groans, but that’s about it before he’s jackhammering away inside of her, and it’s all Matsu can do to keep her composure as she squeals with giddy glee, eyes rolling around in her skull.
In response, Minato just lets out a huff of laughter and gives the bespectacled Sekirei a smack across her ass.
“Disobedient wench. What am I going to do with you?”
Being who she is, Matsu of course immediately suggests the lewdest possible option.
“Fuck me silly and knock me up and put some kids in me so I get all round in the tummy and can’t go anywhere o-or cause any mischief!”
Of course, this is the first time that one of Matsu’s suggestions… is followed. Minato laughs and then begins to fuck the Brain-Type even harder, his fingers digging into her plump, wide, birthing hips as he slams his way into her cunt and smacks against her fat ass again and again. Matsu can’t do much more than mewl in response, her eyes threatening to roll back in her head already.
NO! She was supposed to be better than this! SHE was the lewd one, SHE was the… oooh gooooooods!!! Fuck being the lewd one, she just wanted to be one of the FUCKED AND BRED ONES! Eyes rolling back completely, Matsu lets her tongue hang out of her mouth and takes Minato’s dick again and again, her pussy walls squeezing and gripping his cock length until finally, he lets out a growl and cums inside of her. Its just like it was with Musubi. Matsu sees starts, and Minato cums for what feels like entire minutes, his seed just coming and coming, nonstop, endless, eternal.
Except not really eternal, unfortunately. It DOES eventually come to an end, and when he pulls his cock out of Matsu’s cunt, the Brain-Type has never felt emptier. Spinning back around on her hands and knees, Matsu eagerly takes his cock into her mouth now, lewdly sucking her Ashikabi off, despite her fear of it just a little while before. But then, that was because she’d wanted her turn first. Now she’s had it, and she HAS to show this new Minato how loving and loyal she is, how much she adores him! She doesn’t want him to set her aside, after all… he can’t forget her, not ever!
As if reading her mind, Minato simply chuckles and places a hand atop her head, running his fingers through her hair and stroking her head as she bobs up and down his member.
“Good girl. Though… don’t think that makes up for being a very, very bad girl earlier. Once I’m done giving Tsukiumi and Kazehana what I know they’ve been wanting for a long time, I’m letting them have you for your punishment. Got it?”
Matsu’s eyes are filled with desire and lust and arousal as she looks up at her Ashikabi and nods with his cock still lodged in her mouth. She’d take whatever punishment they wanted to give her, so long as Minato stayed like this. She’d made the formula to be permanent, so he SHOULD… but even if it didn’t last forever, she could always make more!
Though, Tsukiumi and Kazehana better not punish her too much! Matsu had done this for them too, after all!
