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Everyone with half a brain knew something was up with Yuu and Floyd. After a week's vacation, it was as though something had completely flipped between the two’s dynamic, and it wasn’t exactly hard to guess what it was. It wasn’t like Floyd bothered to hide it, and it wasn’t like Yuu even could. These two were totally fucking.
Despite Yuu‘s little funds, they had become a regular at the Mostro Lounge, sitting by during slow hours still in their school uniform and drinking nothing but complimentary ice water, on occasion sharing a small meal with Grim. Today was different, however.
They sat alone this time, dressed in their home clothes and ordering sides and drinks one by one. Extra napkins, more ice for the water, another single side. Their poor waiter just had to keep running back for more, their poor waiter Floyd, and each time he would return they would twirl their hair around their finger and bat their eyelashes at him. It was clear what they were trying to do.
Floyd returned to their table after being asked, not having much else to do anyway with how few people were dining at the moment. “What is it this time, Shrimpy?”
“I accidentally dropped my fork.” They smiled innocently, holding the fork between their thumb and index before letting go. The clink of the metal against the floor practically rang out. “Oops. Looks like I need a new one.” They continued to smile at him as they got out of their seat, bending over extra slowly to pick it up for him.
Floyd groaned. “Fiiiiiine. Even though you’re doing this on purpose. Azul would get so pissed if he found out you were just here to waste time, y’know.”
Yuu laughed to themself, eyes never leaving him for a second as he turned around and walked off to grab them a replacement and bring the dirtied fork to the kitchen. “He doesn’t have to know what my intentions here are if I’m still giving him money.”
“Whatever you say. Doesn’t make you any less of a whore though, Shrimpy.” He smirked.
“You like it though.” Yuu crossed their arms, trying to figure out what else they could do to mess with him. That was when the idea hit them to allow their shirt collar to become lopsided, exposing their neck and shoulder to him.
When Floyd returned, that was the first detail he noticed. It was all according to Yuu’s plan. The sight made him almost hungry. It was the same spot he had marked them hard previously, but most of the signs of him on their skin had faded. That was no good. They were his Shrimpy. Perhaps he could give in to their clear needs if it meant his possession over them would once again be clear for everyone to see. Well, clearer, because the way he always kept them close when they were together as though someone might jump out at any second to try and steal them got that point across well enough already.
He approached, like a predator closing in on its prey, getting closer to the table than he needed to do nothing more than simply give them a fork. “Oh, Shrimpy~,” he practically sang. He sounded alarmingly chipper now. “Here’s your fork.” He placed it down on top of one of their napkins before tracing a gloved finger over the exposed skin right where Yuu’s neck met their shoulder. “What a shame…”
Yuu shivered, biting their lip yet still smiling through it. The spot wasn’t as sensitive as it was when he had first marked them, but it was still quite receptive to his touch. “What is it?” They looked up at him, watching as all sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind.
“You’re already basically fully healed.” Floyd pouted.
“You can always fix that, y’know.” Yuu put their hand on top of the one Floyd was using to trace their skin.
Floyd stilled. He wore a threatening expression as he considered his options. It was as if his eyes were glowing in the darkness created by his height as he loomed over them. Yuu didn’t move an inch, waiting to see what this reaction meant. Nothing could have prepared them for the way Floyd wordlessly scooped them off of the seat and hoisted them over his shoulder like a big catch. Butterflies swarmed inside of Yuu to the point it felt like they would burst out of their chest and stomach.
“Floyd?! W-what are you doing?! Put me down!” They wriggled in his grip but didn’t fight it. Even if they did, it would have been impossible to overpower Floyd, especially when he was this determined.
“Relax. Isn’t this what you wanted, Shrimpy?” He carried them off down the halls of Octavinelle.
While this was what they wanted, they hadn’t expected him to abandon work like that. Their plan was to get him riled up so that once his shift ended he would immediately come to them and take out his frustrations. They should have known better than to try and plan something so heavily involving Floyd. “You can’t just leave! You’re supposed to be working!”
Floyd sighed, rolling his eyes even though Yuu couldn’t see them. “Oh, so now you care about Azul getting pissed? Make up your mind, Shrimpy. Besides, if I have you now, I can fuck you in my bed, and Jade won’t be able to interrupt us!”
Yuu held onto him tightly, knowing he wouldn’t dare drop them, but still nervous being so high up from the ground. That wasn’t even mentioning how unusually fast they were traveling. Floyd’s height really was something to behold.
Floyd all but broke the door down to get inside of his room, tossing Yuu onto his bed as if they were as light as a basketball. The impact still hurt their ass, but it was definitely electrifying. The mattress practically tried to toss them right back up.
The door was shut and Floyd wasted no time crawling on top of Yuu, grabbing his hat and tossing it to the floor. His uniform scarf draped over the sides of Yuu, and he stared at them with glee. “So, what’s first, Shrimpy?” He licked his lips.
Yuu was practically speechless, their heart all but jumping out of their chest. “I-I don’t know. What do you want to be first?”
Floyd frowned and got off of them. “So you planned all of that but you didn’t bother putting any effort into the good part? Laaame.”
Yuu blinked at him. They still hadn’t gotten used to how jarring his mood swings could be. “I just thought I’d let that part happen naturally. You were just supposed to do whatever you wanted once you got your hands on me.”
“Well, now I don’t wanna.” Floyd crossed his arms.
Yuu sat up, visibly distraught. All of their hard work was for nothing. “Please?” They gave him the biggest, wettest puppy dog eyes they could, pouting with a quivering lip for maximum effect. “Pretty please?”
Floyd sighed. “Not feelin’ it anymore. You ruined the moment.”
Yuu sighed as well, scooting closer to him. “Well, maybe I did think about some things, but they weren’t exactly part of the plan, just fantasies.”
Those words flipped his entire demeanor again. Floyd’s droopy, mis-matched eyes grew wide with interest and he grinned, leaning his ear closer to the prefect sitting beside him. “Oh, yeah? Tell me, Shrimpy, and give me aaaall the details.”
Maybe with some effort, Yuu could get him back into the mood to destroy them. “Well, my first thought was definitely you re-marking your territory.”
Floyd nodded. “Yeah? And?”
“Well. You know how you always talk about squeezing me?”
His sharp grin grew even wider. “Yeah?”
“Maybe you could, um, choke me a little while you make me take your cock.” They mumbled the last part, twiddling their thumbs nervously.
Within seconds, Floyd had grabbed them by their shirt and pushed them down onto the bed firmly. “And?”
The suddenness almost knocked the air out of Yuu. “And fuck me mercilessly until I can barely take it.”
Floyd breathed heavily against them loud enough for them to hear. He kicked his shoes off and crawled back on top, caging them in between his arms. He straddled them, pressing himself against them so they could feel his cock harden. “Such a cute little Shrimpy,” he teased, sliding off his jacket. “So cute it makes me want to do everything you just described.”
Yuu looked up at him, relieved that they had managed to entertain him enough to have him right back in the mood. “Then go right ahead and do it. Do everything you want to me. I want it.”
Floyd pulled them into a rough kiss, sliding his hand up their shirt to grope them from under their bra with his other hand holding the back of their head so they wouldn’t be able to break away from the kiss until he was ready.
He loved the way they squirmed so easily, but he wanted to feel their skin on his. He brought his hands one by one to his mouth and took his gloves off with his teeth, bringing them back down to where they were before, using one to grab at their breasts and sides. Even their tummy got attention from him as he massaged it, moving lower and lower until he reached the waistband of their skirt. Now, that wouldn’t do.
A cold rush of air caused Yuu to shiver as Floyd tugged down their skirt, shorts, and panties altogether in one swift motion. He stuck two fingers inside of them, watching as they went from dry to slick when he pulled them out. “Aww, that’s so adorable, Shrimpy. You’re so wet it’s like you’re making mucus just like me!” He stuck his fingers back inside and went at a relentless pace, finding excitement in the moist sounds their pussy made. How he loved having them in the palm of his hand.
Yuu would have laughed and commented back if he wasn’t being so rough with them from the get go. Instead, all they could do was choke on their own moans and whines as he fingered them like they were nothing but a toy. His fingers were so long and moved so quick it was hard for their mind to keep up. “Ack- Please! Slow down!”
Floyd completely ignored their pleas. “If you can’t handle my fingers, you’re definitely not gonna handle my cock. Come on, take it, Shrimpy. I know you can. Won’t you be a good little Shrimpy for me and take it?”
Tears welled up in the corners of Yuu’s eyes as they writhed. “I’ll try. I’ll try my best for you.”
“Good,” Floyd’s voice dipped low like a purr and he kissed all around their neck, lightly nipping at their skin. He trailed his kisses upwards along their jaw until he reached their cheek, kissing the tears away from one side and then the other. He continued to thrust his fingers in and out until their breathing calmed and it seemed like they had adjusted. “You’re still squeezing me so tight. Do you want another finger?”
Yuu whimpered, having only just gotten used to the two, but they wanted Floyd to stretch them out as quickly as possible so they could finally feel his dick. “Yes, please.”
Floyd flashed them a wide grin before entering in a third finger. It wasn’t as much of a hard adjustment now that they had already gotten used to two at that pace, but it still left them shaking and squeaking. “You make such pretty noises, my Shrimpy.”
Yuu sighed in pleasure. They loved his praise. “Thank you. It feels nice.”
Floyd kissed them again, relaxing them to the best of his ability so he could get them loose enough before he got too turned on to think. “Good. Such a good Shrimpy for me.”
It didn’t take long for Yuu to get close, clenching around his fingers harder than before. Their mind was barely there, the only thought left being of Floyd’s fingers deep inside of them and what was left to come. “Close! Getting close!”
He rubbed at their clit with his thumb in time with the pumps of his fingers, licking up their neck before biting it, his sharp teeth pricking their skin to where tiny bits of blood formed drops. “Cum,” he commanded breathily against their skin.
With just a little bit more, their body completely gave in with a shudder and left them squeezing Floyd’s fingers like their life depended on it. Their cry rang out into the room and he continued to fingerfuck them until he heard them whimpering in overstimulation.
He licked the cum off of his fingers eagerly. “You taste sweet,” he commented excitedly as he pulled down his pants and underwear and threw them onto the floor. His dick had gotten so hard just listening to them it was painful. “Are you ready for me, Shrimpy?”
Yuu nodded, spreading their legs wider for him. “Do it, please. Put it in.”
They didn’t have to tell him twice.
He grabbed onto their hips, lined himself up, and slammed right inside. The feeling was so nice he couldn’t help but let out a noise himself. “Fuck, Shrimpy, you’re so nice and warm.” He brought his mouth to their shoulder and started nibbling, opening wide before biting them hard. That was sure to leave a mark for much longer than last time. It would never be a question who they belonged to. “My Shrimpy.” He licked up the blood that was beginning to run down.
“All yours. Only yours, Floyd.” Yuu wrapped their legs around him tightly, unsure if they’d ever be able to walk out of his room after this.
“Fuck… I love it when you say my name like that.” Floyd brought himself back up so he could look at their face as he fucked them. “Do it again.”
They moaned. “Oh, Floyd, it feels so good. Don’t stop, please, never stop!”
He only got rougher, but every ounce of pain only made the experience sweeter. To be this enamored by Floyd took a masochist for sure, and that description was one that suited Yuu perfectly.
Floyd pushed Yuu’s shirt up alongside their bra, wanting to get a nice view of the way their breasts bounced with every slam of his hips. He was so big compared to them he couldn’t even fit all of himself inside, which left a noticeable bump in the plushness of their stomach that drove him even more wild. “Look at that, Shrimpy. I’m filling you up.” He placed a hand over the bump and felt it rise and fall, overjoyed.
Yuu could barely see a thing through all the tears that clouded their vision, but Floyd’s smile never failed to make them feel warm inside.
“You’d better brace yourself, Shrimpy.” He slowly brought his hands to their neck, using one of them to trace along the bite mark he had left earlier.
“For what?” Yuu breathed in deep.
Floyd laughed, squeezing their neck with a sadistic grin on his face. “Everything you’ve been dreaming about!”
Yuu’s eyes rolled back and they could barely process what was even going on. They thought they were lightheaded before, but this was far beyond that. They didn’t even know if they would be able to stay conscious for much longer. Their moans got stuck in their throat and they felt their vision get darker until Floyd let them go.
“Was it good, Shrimpy? Did you like that? Do you want more?” He was all too eager to do this to them, watching their tears spill down like water from a faucet. He didn’t even get much of an answer, because he cut them off with another tight squeeze before they could even say yes.
They writhed desperately, loving being used like nothing more than a toy. Floyd knew how to make practically everyone feel small, not even having to try for most, but this was special. Yuu felt like a lifeless doll made only for his pleasure, like their body was handcrafted for him and him alone.
They didn’t even realize when Floyd had let go. They were too out of it to really tell the difference between when he was choking them and when he wasn’t. The only thing they could tell now was that they were getting close.
“Floyd, mmm, close!”
He continued to slip in and out of them, leaning in and kissing them. “Fuck, me too.”
The thought gave Yuu butterflies. “Inside! Please, inside!”
“You want me to cum inside of you, Shrimpy?” Floyd breathed heavily.
Yuu nodded with desperation like nothing Floyd had ever seen before.
He kissed them again and again, his movements getting sloppier by the second. “Cum for me, Shrimpy. I’ll fill you to the fucking brim.”
As if on cue, their body tensed and they nearly screamed. “Floyd! Ah, Floyd! I love you, Floyd.”
“Fuck, I love you too, Shrimpy. I love you so much,” Floyd groaned, filling Yuu up just like he had promised. It was so much that it spilled out of them, leaking out around his cock and their cunt continued to milk him.
Yuu was entirely limp, twitching and breathing heavily. Their hair was a mess, going every which way on Floyd’s bed and sticking to their forehead. Tears were still streaming down their face along with the bit of blood that leaked from the bite marks. They were completely out of it and destroyed, just as Floyd had intended, and boy, was he proud of the sight he created.
He pulled out of them and watched as his cum flowed down from their used hole before shifting and lifting them up onto his lap and holding them close, giving them a kiss on the forehead. “You alright, Shrimpy?”
Yuu was too out of it to respond, barely acknowledging the question as if it were just a faint noise they had heard.
Floyd smiled and kissed them again. “Looks like I did my job well then!”
Yuu smiled ever so slightly and leaned their head against Floyd, passing out happily.
All according to plan.