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Clattering Metal
🕑 Added 2021-06-01 03:27:36 +0000 UTCFandom: RWBY
Pairing: Grimm/Qrow Branwen & Grimm/Neptune Vasilias & Grimm/Taiyang Xiao Lang & Grimm/Sun Wukong
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Noncon to dubcon, mind break, rough sex, monsters, huge cocks, musk, rimming
Summary: Qrow and Neptune are captured by a herd of Beowolves, who are quick to use their pheromones to turn them into their cumsluts
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His weapon flew out of his hand, clattering across the craggy ground. It landed with a particularly loud CLANG that echoed in his ears. Panting harshly, cold panic roaring inside his head, Neptune tried to make a grab for it but an immensely powerful, clawed hand slammed down onto his back, pinning him down. Neptune squawked out a pitiful cry that he was very glad his friends and teammates weren’t around to hear. The tips of his fingers scraped against the ground, unconsciously trying to find something that he could use as a weapon. A terrible weight pressed down onto him, making it difficult to breathe. His lungs felt as though they were being squashed. Hot, acrid breath ruffled the top of his hair. Thick goops of drool dribbled his back, soaking through the thin material of his ripped shirt. His stomach ached terribly - the damn beast had clocked him with a punch that could’ve broken concrete. Thankfully, he didn’t feel any blood, nor did anything seem broken. Course, couldn’t really trust what his body was telling him right now, given that he was on an adrenaline rollarcoaster.
Sucking in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, Neptune slowly twisted his head around to get a better looking at his enemy. A cold stab of fear pierced through his chest, barreling down into his belly in a crashing wave of panicky disbelief. His wide-eyed flickering around wildly, counting and recounting then re-counting again. A hysterical giggle bubbled up to the back of his throat. He furiously bit down on his tongue to keep it from bursting free.
Seven. There were seven Beowolves surrounding them. That was more than he had ever seen in his entire life. When the damned beasts suddenly burst out of nowhere, catching them off guard, there had only been two. He had thought to himself: ‘I can handle two. No big deal! One for me, one for him!’. Seven was a whole other story, especially considering that the person who was supposed to be keeping him safe from this damned things while out on this stupid patrol was in the exact same bucket of boiling hot water!
Neptune swallowed clumsily, dragging his tongue across his lower lip. A spike of pain and a sharp burst of copper in his mouth made him flinch. Distractedly rubbing the tip of his tongue against the fairly unconcerning cut, grateful for the pain that helped ground him in the current moment, Neptune rapidly looked between them. At the moment, none of the beasts seemed particularly interested in them. They were growling and snuffling, almost as though they were conversing amongst themselves. That part was good...somewhat. Least they weren’t going straight to eviscerating him or tearing his throat out. They were just standing there...which was seriously starting to unnerve him. Not that he would’ve preferred they’d go straight to trying to kill him but this silence, this stillness...it unnerved him. This wasn’t usually how Grimm acted - they were vicious beasts that could be intelligent and cunning but...they were completely at their mercy.
What the hell were they waiting for?
“Well,” a raspy voice said from nearby, “this is a predicament.”
Jerking slightly, Neptune’s gaze jumped over to his companion in this shitty situation. Lying on the ground a couple feet away, held down by a large, clawed hand pressed to his chest, Qrow didn’t look even remotely panicked. Instead, there was an annoyed expression on his scruffy face. If anything, he was giving off ‘this is a real inconvenience for me’ vibes that, frankly, Neptune could admire, even in this dire scenario. His impressive weapon was nowhere to be seen - Neptune quickly looked around for it but there wasn’t even a glimmer of metal glinting in the sun. It must’ve gotten knocked away somewhere else. Not...not good. Bad enough that Qrow had gotten captured as well but the more experienced fighter was weaponless. When had those beasts even grabbed Qrow? They had gotten separated when the first two appeared! Just how quick were these damn things?
“Guess that’s what I get for being cocky.” Qrow sighed, idly stretching out his legs. He glanced at Neptune out of the corner of his eye, “You doing okay, kid?”
“Y-Yeah.” Neptune croaked. Flinching at how pathetic his voice sounded, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath before speaking again, “And you?”
“Mad as all hell that I let these freaks get the jump on me but in one piece.” Qrow glanced over the big beast holding him down, his lip curling in disgust. He reached down to paw clumsily at his pants pocket but couldn’t get out whatever he was looking for. If the movement bothered the Beowolf, it made no show of it. It only continued to stare down at Qrow with a blistering, glowing scarlet gaze. May have just been his overactive imagination, going buckwild in this inexplicable scene but he could’ve sworn that the Beowolf looked...excited. Its mighty chest heaved with each rough breath. Dense drips of drool dribbled out from between its terribly sharp teeth. As it stared down at Qrow, it hungrily licked its chops, shifting with an earnest that made Neptune’s blood run cold.
“What...what should we do?”
“‘We’ aren’t doing anything. You’re staying still while I get us out of this.”
“What?! I can help!” Neptune exclaimed incredulously.
Sighing tiredly, Qrow shot him an unimpressed look, “I’m well aware. Now, be quiet and let me think. A smart kid like you has figured out already that they’re not gonna remain this docile forever, right?”
“Wh...why aren’t they attacking?” Neptune asked, glancing up at the beowolves surrounding them. To his horrified dismay, while they had been talking, the beasts had closed in, creating a tight circle of black, matted fur and glowing red eyes around them. There was still no sign that they were about to launch into an attack but...Neptune nervously licked his lips, barely noticing the fresh splash of pain when he dragged his tongue across the cut. That strange vibe of excitement had spread throughout the group. Each beast was panting heavily, shifting and jostling one another, their piercing gazes baring down onto them. It had already been pretty obvious that they needed to get the fuck out of here but now...pretty obvious that if they waited much longer, there wouldn’t be any getting out.
“No idea. Be quiet. I’m thinking here.” Qrow snapped in a strained tone.
Neptune went to offer some thoughts of his own but thought better of it. What did he really know about this sort of thing? His only experience with fighting these monsters was in carefully controlled training sessions. The probability of him making a mistake that could get them both killed was terrifyingly high. Neptune curled his hands into tight fists, his manicured fingernails digging half-moon indents into his palms. He was supposed to be smart, capable - mentally athletic enough to think his way out of any complicated situation! Yet here he was, helpless and relying entirely on someone else just to get out of here! This...no, this needed to be a chance to prove himself! To show that he wasn’t some record rate Huntsman, good only for his pretty face and fashion choice!
“Okay.” Qrow sighed slowly, scrubbing a hand across his scruffy face, “I’ve got the beginnings of a plan. Just follow my lead and don’t do anything stu-“
A loud growl thundered from above him. The hand that had been keeping him pinned to the ground abruptly moved down, curling around his waist. Neptune let out a startled yelp as he was roughly yanked upwards. A shriek of panic howled inside his head. No, no, wait, he hadn’t heard the plan yet!! He...he didn’t know what to do! Time seemed to slow down as he watched the ground get further and further away. Qrow was shouting something but his voice sounded miles away. Neptune could feel hot breath washing across his back. Any moment now, those terrifyingly sharp teeth would sink into his spongy flesh, tearing him into ribbons. He needed to act! He needed to do something before-!
A powerful hand grabbed hold of the seat of his pants. With a brutally loud rip that bashed itself against his eardrums, the fabric split underneath the pressure, exposing his backside. Neptune squawked in alarmed shock. Why...why the hell was-?! Before he could finish the thought, he was suddenly upturned, his legs flinging upwards as his head went straight towards the Beowolf’s crotch. His face smacked hard against something wet, hard and blisteringly hot. Thick, heavy fluid smeared across his skin. An intensely powerful musky scent flowed into his nose, pouring down his throat to sink into his lungs. One whiff of it was enough to make his head spin out of control. His heart began to flutter out of control. Feverish heat erupted in the base of his belly, coursing out through his body in a mighty tidal wave of baffling tingles that quickly overwhelmed every nerve. Before he realized what he was doing, he sucked in another deep breath, gobsmacked by being encountered with such a...tantalizing scent.
Gasping sharply, drool dripping out of his wide open mouth, Neptune managed to knot his hands into the beast’s stiff fur, giving him enough leverage to push away from whatever his face was smooshed against. He blinked slowly, his foggy brain unable to fully comprehend what he was looking at. There...there was a massive...something protruding out of the ragged tuft of black fur accumulated around the Beowolf’s crotch. It was easily three times the width of his arm and half as long. At the top was a bulbous, rounded swell that leaked fat threads of the translucent, pearly goo. Prominent veins ran in networking paths all across the meaty, fat shaft, creating ridges and bumps that pulsed and quivered. Rounding everything out was a tremendous, rounded swell at the base of the shaft. Neptune sluggishly blinked. A strange tremble of heat stirred in his crotch, slowly slithering up his spine to tingle in his stomach.
Swallowing hard against the sudden dryness in his throat, Neptune tentatively reached out to brush his fingers against the shaft. It twitched underneath his touch. With that, his mind finally screeched the answer of what he was looking at. Neptune froze, his eyes slowly widening. That...that was…! P-P-P-!
Something hot and wet dragged across his bared backside, leaving behind a trail of fluid that tingled on his skin. Neptune yelped pathetically, weakly flailing all of his limbs. P-Penis! That was the Bewolf’s penis! W-W-Why?! What the fuck was going on here-?! Why was-?! And why was he-?! A snarling yelp ripped his attention away from the bizarre appearance of the beast’s genitals and the even abnormal reaction he was having to it being right there. He wrenched his head to the side to see Qrow in a similar position to him - only he was right side up and stripped completely nude. His clothes lay in shreds on the ground underneath him. Two more of the beasts pushed in on either side of the Beowolf holding him. All three set of eyes were greedily set on Qrow’s shivering body.
The Huntsman weakly kicked and smashed his foot against the Beowolf’s midsection but the Beast hardly seemed to notice. All three of the monsters sported terrifying erections, dribbling glistening pearls of precum. With a jolt, Neptune realized that they weren’t the only ones. Qrow...he...he was hard. Not just half-hard or sporting a bit of a stiffy - no, he was at full mast, dribbling precum and visibly twitching with every labored breath. Mouth hanging open, that bizarre heat surging to a boiling tempest in his crotch, Neptune stared at the significantly small in comparison penis for a moment. What...what was happening here? Why were they…? He...he had never read anything like this. Nothing they taught at Beacon had indicated that this...this...whatever it was could happen-!
“Q-Qrow…” Neptune wheezed, “What’s...what’s hap...why are we-EEEEEE!!”
Clawed, furry fingers carefully spread his ass open, revealing his virgin hole. Hot breath splashed over his sensitive skin. The same wet, hot something dragged across the puckered entrance, lathering it in...saliva. Neptune gurgled out a shriek, a deranged mixture of deplorable excitement and terrified disbelief rolling around wildly inside his belly. His fingers curled tighter into the beast’s fur. His eyes bulged out of their sockets. An incredible, snarling shaft of pleasure barreled its way up through his crotch and belly to smash into his already badly smeared mind. T...Tongue-! Tongue-! The...the Beowolf was licking his...his hole-! Why...why was it licking him-?! Why…! Neptune panted rapidly, writhing in the beast’s hold. Why...why did it feel so...good?! His...his body was so hot-! Every swipe of that creature’s thick, sloppy tongue rubbing, smoothing across his hole inspired shockwave after shockwave of pleasure. His...his cock was so hard...it hurt. He...he had never been this aroused before. This feeling...it...it was terrifying-!
“S-Stop-!” Neptune gasped, clawing at the Beowolf’s sides and thighs. He...he didn’t like this-! He didn’t want this-! He didn’t want to be made to feel this good by a Grimm! If this kept up, he...he was gonna-! Stinging tears welled up in Neptune’s eyes. He sobbed miserably, pathetically pounding his trembling fists against the Beowolf’s thighs. Good...fuck...fuck! It...the beast was just licking him...he wasn’t being touched anywhere else but he...he already felt like he was gonna-! Twisting around in the beast’s hold, he whimpered, “Q-Qrow-!”
“It’s-! It’s okay-!” Qrow panted reedily, though his reassurances rang hollow. Hanging limply in the beast’s grip, his eyes glazed over and full of dizzy lust, Qrow was continuing to weakly struggle but it was nothing more than pitifully slapping at the Beowolf’s arms. His muscular chest heaved with each labored breath. Sweat glistened on his pale forehead. Even with his vision starting to go spotty from being held upside down for so long, Neptune could see that he was visibly trembling. Neptune swallowed down a sob. This...this was bad...something was happening to them! These...these beasts were having some kind of adverse effect that was making them act like this-! He...he had to get away...he had to do something-!
Growling low in his throat, the Beowolf lowered Qrow down further, slipping the tip between his surprisingly plush cheeks. A shudder wracked Qrow’s slender body. His eyes widened then his eyelids drooped into a heavy-lidded expression of blatant lust. The color in his face deepened even further, becoming near the same hue as the beast’s piercing gaze. The Huntsman lazily opened his mouth to say...something but whatever it was going to be was lost to a shrill, wailing scream as the Beowolf forcibly slammed Qrow down, forcing in the entirety of his cock into the Huntsman hole. Throwing his head back, a dazed, sloppy smile spreading across his brightly flushed face, Qrow came instantly, clumsily rolling and bucking his hips. Milky threads of white splattered across the beast’s fur. A salacious squeal poured out of his wide open mouth. The call of pure debauchery sent a grinding, seething bolt of heat directly down to Neptune’s crotch.
There was no sign that the Bewolf was going to pause or even slow to allow Qrow to recover. Snarling in what seemed to be delight, the beast began to rapidly jerk Qrow up and down, using his body as though it was nothing more than a hole. Going limp in the beast’s hold, squealing and howling without shame, Qrow bounced around like a rag doll as he was viciously, violently fucked. Viscous drops of drool poured out from between the Beowolf’s sharp teeth. Harsh, rasping pants echoed throughout the small clearing, though Neptune could barely hear them over the lewd, sordid sounds that Qrow was making. Watching with a mixture of a lot of emotions that his muddled mind couldn’t put a name to each one but could easily discern the throbbing, aching excitement gnawing away at his mind, Neptune kept trying to look away but couldn’t find the strength to even blink, let alone take his eyes off the gorgeous sight. Qrow...well, he was already a handsome man but seeing him like this...entirely captivated, consumed by lust, pleasure...it...it was making his head feel...weird…
Drawing in a sharp breath through his nose, Neptune clawed through the riotous desire, the overwhelming lust surging, churning through him to try to make his brain work like it was supposed to but all he succeeded in doing was making it even worse. An electric shiver raced through his trembling body. The...the scent...that strangely enticing scent had become even more pronounced. It was everywhere, clinging to his nostrils, the interior lining of his throat, the insides of his lungs. It closed in all around him, trapping him in a bubble of that incredible odor. As soon as he took notice of it, a strong instinct to fill his lungs with even more, to drown himself in that scent nearly crushed what was left of his dignity.
Neptune blinked blearily, moaning softly as the beast’s tongue rubbed insistently against his twitching hole. That...that scent! That was what was making him like this! He...he couldn’t think straight with this...this musk assaulting him! Every time he tried, he instinctively took in another breath, undoing what little progress he had made. Not to mention, the Beowolf devouring his butt as though it was the sweetest thing its tastebuds had ever experienced wasn’t helping! The damn thing was devouring his ass, slipping its serpent-like tongue inside of him to stroke and swirl against the spasming interior of his ass, thoroughly drenching him in a thick, gloopy saliva. If...if it would just fucking stop, he might be able to-!
Just as the thought was struggling to wiggle its way through his sluggish mind, the Beowolf abruptly pulled away. He had enough time to breath out a sigh of relief before he was filled right side-up and spun around, his back pressing up against the beast’s furry chest. Muscular, powerful arms slipped underneath his knees, spreading his legs open wide. The unbelievably thick dick bounced up from between his thighs, snuggling itself between his ass cheeks. Despite having just been face to face with it, Neptune continued to gawk at it. Big...the beast was so damn big-! It hadn’t really occurred to him until just then how monstrously huge the Beowolf’s cock was. If it were to put that inside him, it...it would destroy him!
Another Beowolf, who’d been standing off to the side, lunged forward. It grabbed the front of his shirt, ripping it away to expose his belly and chest. Next, its large hand went down to tear off what was left of Neptune’s trousers and underwear. His aching erection bounced free, standing up proudly from a mess of precum soaked pubic hair. Cool air slapped against the sensitive skin, sending a shiver skittering across the surface of his skin. The Beowolf who removed his last real defense against these beasts exhaled harshly, its breath smashing against his face. It leaned down to gleefully drag its long, sloppy tongue across Neptune’s chest.
“M-Mmngh!” Neptune tensed up, his legs quaking as the Beowolf’s tongue swiped repeatedly against his nipples. His eyes tightly clenched closed. A spurt of precum poured out of his dick. F-Fuck...every...everywhere this bastard touched felt so good-! His...his nipples felt so incredibly good-! Tingling and hot and...and...strange! It was so strange but good-! He...he hated it-! He didn’t want this-! He didn’t-!
Something rock hard and burning hot pressed to his drenched hole, grinding eagerly against him. Neptune gasped raggedly, his eyes widening. Tears streaked down his brightly flushed cheeks, leaving trails that glistened in the brilliant sunlight. His chest hitched with a violent, quaking breath. Reaching out with trembling hands, he scraped his manicured nails against the Beowolf’s powerful fingers. N...not that...anything but that-! He...he could barely take the bastard’s tongue-! It was already taking all of his mental strength to keep this bashing, shrieking of cacophony of want in check-! If...if it put it in, he...he would-!
“Q-Qrow…! Ple-!” Neptune sobbed, shakily turning his head to look over at his once mentor but his desperate plea died out to a bitter choke of air. While the Beowolf had been so thoroughly devouring his hole, the other three had moved in to make the best of their meal. Qrow was on his hands and knees, hungrily sucking off one massive cock while getting pounded hard from behind. His indecent penis swung wildly back and forth between his cum drenched thighs. If there was anything left of the once proud Huntsman who had slaughtered hordes of the beasts currently savaging his insides, Neptune couldn’t see any trace of it. Even with his mouth stuffed full, he was moaning like the prettiest whore in a brothel, swaying back and forth, ramming his plush butt back against the Beowolf to drive its thick dick even deeper inside. The third beast pushed in close, shoving its veiny cock into Qrow’s face in obvious impatience to use his sloppy mouth next.
As Neptune watched, besieged by a terrible desire to be used like that, the Beowolf using Qrow’s plump backside threw its mighty, shaggy head back, unleashing an ear-piercing roar. It slammed its hips forward, completely burying its length. Qrow squealed, his eyes rolling back into his head. A powerful shudder shook his muscular body. He came only a few moments after, lewdly bucking and rolling his hips. Before the Beowolf had finished emptying out its hefty balls, it was shoved out of the way by one of its fellows. Goopy strands of cum splattered across Qrow’s back. The beast who’d so eagerly taken the former’s place grabbed Qrow by the hips, roughly rolling him over. The fat shaft slipped out of his mouth, allowing a disappointed whine to slip free. Growling gutturally, the beast took hold of Qrow’s ankles, yanking him upwards so that only his shoulders and head were on the ground. It brought the tip of its mighty, twitching length to his swollen, gaping hole.
“C-Come on, big boy-!” Qrow panted harshly, his dark eyes alive with a deranged excitement. He rolled his hips enticing, reaching up to hook a finger around each corner of his mouth to pull it open wide, “Fhuck me! Fhuck me! Cock-! Cock-! Whant your cock-! Gimmeh your cum-! Whant your cum-! Pleash-! Plea-!!”
Snarling victoriously, the Beowolf slammed its hips down, driving its length entirely into Qrow’s waiting hole. The Huntsman was only given enough time to squeal indecently before another of the beasts that had been waiting in the wings moved in, bringing the bulbous head of its monstrous cock to his swollen lips. Bracing its knees on either side of Qrow’s head, it roughly shoved its length inside, pushing forward until his nose was buried in a matted mess of black fur. Qrow’s throat bulged from the immense shaft. Foamy, bubbling drool poured out from between his stretched lips and the penis stuffing his orifice full. If Qrow was experiencing any discomfort, it was lost underneath the buckling pleasure of being so thoroughly dominated. He squirmed and writhed underneath their huge bodies, clinging to the beast’s sides. Within a few thrusts, he was cumming again, screeching out muffled howls and high pitched whines as the beasts continued fucking him.
A hot, slobbery tongue dragged across Neptune’s ear. Hot breath ruffled his mussed, sweaty hair. The Beowolf behind him pressed the tip of its colossal penis to his entrance. Neptune shuddered, exhaling shakily through slightly parted lips. His...his body was so terribly hot. He was burning up from the inside out. This devastating heat spun, twisted and beat itself against the interior of his skull, tearing away at his reason, his being until the only thing that could exist was a naked, shameless want to...to...A loud growl rolled through his head. Tightening its grip on Neptune’s quaking thighs, the Beowolf was poised to smash its cock up into him but, at the last moment, it dropped him instead. Gravity did its thing, dragging him towards the ground with vicious force. The head of the beast’s cock easily popped into his hole but it didn’t stop - continuing to push up into him until he had taken in all of the fat length. His butt nestled up against the heavy knot at the base. The prickly hair tickled his overstimulated skin.
Lurching forward, his eyes stretched open wide, mouth hanging open, Neptune couldn’t make a sound. The brutal grind of the monster’s cock against the underside of his belly knocked all the breath from his lungs. Hanging forward, strands of saliva clinging to his jaw, Neptune stared vacantly down at the ground. F-Full...He was so...full...it felt so...good…! The beast’s penis was stretching him impossibly open, savaging his insides with an intensity that threatened to make him cum with the first twitch of that terrifying length. Prominent veins battered and scraped against the interior walls of his ass, stimulating sweet spots that he didn’t even know he had. Endless barrages of pleasure, as hot as magma and powerful as a direct blow from Blake. He...he couldn’t think straight. There was still something in him that understood how bad his current situation was but it couldn’t gain any traction as he was continuously bombarded by an ecstasy that’s sole driving purpose was to break him.
“Pl...Pl...ease-!” Neptune ground out with great difficulty, “Sto-AAAAAHNNGGHH!!”
Snorting into his ear, the Beowolf clamped onto his thighs, wrenching him upwards, only to immediately drop him back down, forcing the entirety of its length deep inside. This time, Neptune shrieked, his head falling back against the beast’s furry chest. He threw his arms back to clutch at the Beowolf’s trunk like neck, holding on desperately as he was rapidly raised and dropped, subjugated to the merciless battering of the beast’s cock. His rigid cock bounced with each thrust. Sweat drenched his powerfully trembling body. Electric, blistering pleasure tore through his veins, igniting him from the top of his head to the tips of his tightly curled toes. Harsh, ragged pants rippled out of his raw throat. Bubbly drool dribbled down the line of his throat. The Beowolf in front of him pushed in even closer, dropping onto its knees. Neptune cried out sharply, his hips bucking uncontrollably as its long, slithering tongue curled around his throbbing cock, clumsily stroking him. One hand flew down to grab a handful of bristly fur. An eruption of pleasure smashed its way up his spine, stimulating his mind into an electrifying bash.
“St-! Stop-!” Neptune wailed in a fragile voice, “Pl-! Please-! Stop-! Stop-! Cum-! Cumming-! Cum-!”
Every muscle in his body tightened up. Mouth falling open, his eyes crossing, Neptune came with a whorish squeal. His hips strained forward, wildly bucking to rub against the entrapping tongue squeezing him. Threads of white splashed across the red. Die...he...he was gonna die-! These Beowolves were gonna kill him with pleasure-! It...it felt good...to good-! He...he was going insane-! Its cock was breaking him! Destroying him from the inside out-! But he...he didn’t want it to stop-! He never wanted it to stop-! Cock-! Cock-! He wanted even more-! Fresh tears cascaded down his scalded cheeks. The beast continued pounding into him, filling him up, stretching him open, using him with no thought given to what he was feeling. No, he...he was just a hole to them - not even worth being called a prostitute to the Grimm. Neptune half-sobbed, half-giggled. He...he couldn’t...he...he wanted to run-! He...he didn’t want to be broken and used by Grimm! He...he was a Huntsman! He was-!
Digging its clawed fingers into the flesh of his thigh, the Beowolf smashed him down. Its knot smooshed against his abused entrance. Snarling out a snotty growl, it hefted him up once more. In a swift motion that his muddled mind barely noticed, the beast moved its immense hands up to his waist. His legs swung uselessly. The immense head rubbed against his entrance, creating a friction that further tore away at his sanity. He had enough time to drag in a harsh, rattling breath before the Beowolf cruelly slammed him back down. The meaty knot pressed to his hole then, with a loud, wet squelch, popped inside of him. Throwing his head back, tongue hanging out of his mouth, Neptune screamed. His back bowed, spine straining underneath the pressure. Nothing came out of his cock but he came again, spasming and jerking. Overhead, the beast roared, the sound filling up his fuzzy mind. Its cock swelled up even bigger, pulsing, twitching against his insides. A flood of scalding hot, thick fluid gushed into him, pumped up into his belly, completely coating the interior of his ass.
He just came but...but...he couldn’t-! He couldn’t-! Felt...felt so good-! The Beowolf cumming inside him felt so good-! His...his belly...his butt were both so warm-! He wanted even more inside him-! He wanted his stomach to be stuffed full to bursting with his cum-! More-! More-! Slumping in the beast’s hold, a tremendous crash of pleasure rendering him unable to move, to think, to do anything other than be completely at its mercy dominating his body, Neptune didn’t so much as whimper when he was quickly handed off to another Beowolf. Sweet smelling moss pressed to his cheek. Clawed hands curled around his hips, yanking his hips high up into the air. In front of him, Qrow was squashed between two of the massive beasts. It took Neptune’s ecstasy devastated mind a moment to register that he was taking two of those immense dicks at once. A sharp spike of jealousy pierced through the haze but he wasn’t given long to linger on it. Another thick, fat member pressed to his cum drenched ass, roughly shoving itself inside, spearing him through. Neptune squealed out a blatant wail of delight. One of the other Beowolf’s jumped forward to take advantage of his wide open mouth, muffling his moans by stuffing its length between his slobbery lips.
A divine, silky saltiness spread across his tastebuds. His airway was instantly blocked off as the beast pushed its dick down into his throat. Neptune howled shrilly, his eyes rolling back in his head. He hungrily clamped his lips onto the hard length, rubbing his tongue against the underside. So...so good-! He...he couldn’t-! His nose smooshed into the furry mess of pubic hair surrounded the base of its knotty dick. Bracing his hands on the soft ground, Neptune rocked back and forth, fucked brutally from both ends. It...it felt like these two monsters were trying to make their cocks meet in the middle of him. Good...so...good-! Being treated this roughly, bred without care...it felt so fucking good-! His ass was being messed up and brutalized by the rapid pounds of the Beowolf’s hips. Cum leaked out of his hole, streaming down his thighs. His throat was so warm and stuffed so full-! What he could taste of the Beowolf’s precum was delicious - so salty and sweet. More...more, more, more-! He wanted even more-! No, he...he needed more of the beasts’ cum-! He...he wanted their cocks-! He wanted to be fucked by them until his hole was permanently shaped like a Beowolf’s dick-! He wanted them-! He wanted all of them-! He wanted to be fucked by them until his body disintegrated-! He wanted them to pump their delicious, sweet semen into him until there was more of their jizz than blood and water-! He wanted-!
“Get off me-! Let me go!” A familiar voice rang throughout the forest. A flurry of movement to his left pulled his attention away from the cock he was so intently servicing. The Beowolves were dragging two more people out of the tree line. Both were blond, one significantly bigger than the other. After a few moments, his thoroughly fucked mind was able to recognize one of them. Sun...Sun was here…Had he come looking for him? No...no, wait...Sun had been behind them in another paired team with an experienced Huntsman...Tai, Yang’s Father and Qrow’s...something, he wasn’t really sure what the relationship between them was. Not that it mattered now. They...they all belonged to the Beowolves.
“You fuckers!” Tai snarled, kicking and flailing in the beast’s hold, “Get your mitts off me! I’ll fucking-!”
Tai’s sharp voice stopped short. He had caught sight of Qrow, laid out flat on his back on top of one Beowolf, rapidly bouncing his hips up and down to take its cock in deep and hungrily licked and lapped at another. Mouth hanging open, a horrified expression dawning on his handsome face, he tried to get up but the beast smashed him down onto the ground. At the same time, Sun’s wide-eyed gaze met Neptune’s. All the color drained from his tanned face. His mouth moved but Neptune couldn’t really make out what he was saying. Another thing that didn’t really matter. Their struggles, their resistance, their fears - it was so unnecessary. Oh well, they would understand soon enough.
The Beowolves who weren’t currently making use of him or Qrow closed in around their two newcomers. Within a few moments, they were stripped completely naked. A still vehemently struggling, snarling Tai was dragged off by his leg to be dropped down on top of Qrow. Without a hint of hesitation, Qrow threw his arms around his bulkier frame, knotting his fingers into his golden hair. He yanked Tai down into a sloppy kiss as a Beowolf stepped up behind them, leading its cock to his entrance. A brilliant splash of red dyed Tai’s cheeks. He squirmed fruitlessly in Qrow’s hold but slumped boneless when the Beowolf thrust forward, filling him up in a way that he had never experienced before. He shrieked into Qrow’s mouth, trying to lurch backwards but Qrow held firm, curling his legs around Tai’s trembling hips. They bounced together, brutally fucked by a pair of Beowolves.
“Nep-! Neptune-! Wake up-! We gotta-! Come on-! Get off him-! Get off-!” Sun’s panicky voice wrenched his attention back over to his friend.
Lazily glancing over, Neptune snorted. Held up by the Grimm’s grip on his hips, Sun made quite the pretty picture. He must’ve gotten a sniff of the Beowolf’s musk - he was already visibly hard and dripping precum. Was he feeling shame right now? Fear? What a silly boy, Neptune thought fondly. This...this was heaven. Being a Huntsman, hunting these incredible beasts - it was all worthless. This...this was the definition of sublime grace. Kicking his legs, bashing his fists against the beast’s hands, he frantically looked around, as though there would be something nearby that he could use to escape. A harsh yelp ripped itself from his throat as the beast pressed its cock to his virgin entrance. With a guttural snarl, it thrust upwards, driving deep inside of Sun. He had expected for there to still be some resistance but, to his delight, Sun came immediately, shuddering and twitching in the Beowolf’s hold. Neptune giggled drunkenly, turning his attention solely back to the cocks he was meant to be servicing.
More...more, more, more...he wanted even more-! Nothing else mattered - all that did was that he was continuously, never-endingly stuffed to the brim with Beowolf cum and cock. Sun and Tai would understand soon enough, and when the realization that this was where peace, pleasure and satisfaction existed, they too would beg for nothing more than to be used until the end of days.
