Wrath's Contractor 8 (Futa x male) (Patreon)

I sat on top of a skyscraper overlooking the hospital that Midoriya Inko worked at, my helmet scanning both rooftops and the alley below for signs of movement. Midoriya Inko’s evening shift was tonight, and I was intent on determining if my hunch about the connection between her patients and the deaths was correct.

Well after sundown, when even the nightlife of the city was starting to quiet down, I saw something. It moved strangely, like a piece of black cloth in the rough shape of a person, drifting over the rooftops towards the hospital.

Carefully, keeping the rooftop between myself and whoever was moving around, I followed them, until they reached the side of the building where Midoriya Inko worked. Once there, the figure stopped in front of a window, and just...hovered there. After a few moments, I could see it lift an arm, slowly, almost hesitantly. The cloth fell back, just enough for me to see a gray, wrinkled hand.

‘Interesting,’ I mused to myself. The figure didn't seem to be getting any closer, and an inspection of the window let me see Midoriya Inko moving about within the room. Directing my mask’s sensors on the figure, I felt my eyebrows rise at how little mass it had, comparing it to the nation’s average, it weighed only half as much.

That was when it spoke, its voice raspy, distorted and sounding like six voices speaking at once, “I̵n̸.҉.̶.҉k͏o͢.̨.̴.͝”

Well, that was an interesting twist, its voice was so quiet that if my helmet didn’t have equipment I’d acquired from Imperial Intelligence I doubt I’d have heard it if I’d been right next to it. Midoriya left the room, and the almost corpse-like hand pressed against the window, its hooded head slamming against the glass. Despite the ferocity and desperation in what little body language was visible, the glass didn’t so much as shudder.

“C͟o҉m҉e̶.̵.̷.͝b̕a̸c͘k͝.͏.͏.̀n͘e͜e̴d̷.͜.̸.̛n̨e͏e̢d̛.̢.̴.͘y͏o̡ù.̶.҉.̵p͘l͞ęa͏s͏é.͘.̸.͞” it whispered/shrieked, its hands scraping at the window, desperately trying to get inside.

Getting that chiss Cipher Agent to upgrade my helmet sensors was quite a boon, as without it, I wouldn’t have seen the ice crystals form on the glass from my observation point, or the expression of distress on the face of the patient within the room.

“Very interesting,” I said under my breath.

The figure continued to thrash and throw itself against the window for another ten minutes, before departing. Running along the rooftops, using the Force to enhance my physicality, I followed the figure as it drifted through the dark alleys and other less publicly favored streets. After nearly half an hour, I traced it to an office building, one that looked to be undergoing construction.

Landing on one of the beams, I observed it as it drifted through the half completed rooms, rambling to itself over and over, “Śo̢ ́h̛u͠n͜g͜r͘y̵.̶.͠.͡n͜e͜e͡d͜.͘.̀.̵f͘e̛e̢d͟.͘.̀.̴c̷a͟n̴'̕ţ.͟.͜.́f͜o͜c͞u͏s͟.̸.́.̶c͟a͝n͏'҉t̵.̛.̨.̀g̵o̡.͡.́.҉b̸a͞çk҉.̀.̴.͢”

Pursing my lips under my mask, I considered how to approach the current situation. I could attempt to place a bracelet on it, before departing and waiting for the binding to finish. It would be simple, straightforward, and afterward we could sell it to the Company for the additional revenue. The key issue was the lack of intel that I had on the target. Something that I wasn’t likely to obtain without approaching and interacting with it.

Seeing as I was able to open a portal on any flat surface, the risk was far less than it would otherwise be. That settled it, and I pulled my lightsaber to my hand, even as my offhand palmed one of the bracelets. Using a subtle and precise use of the Force to loosen my body some in preparation, I made my move.

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Max rolled his neck as he stepped out of the master bedroom, glad to have finished the studying on local history. Two hundred years of history that boiled down to: glowing baby, Quirks became common, everything else stagnated. If there was a version of the band Sabaton to make the history he’d been studying interesting, he hadn’t found them yet.

Glancing around the front of the apartment, he didn’t see Ayame, and figured that she was probably asleep, but Wrath was in the main living area, seated on the floor, legs folded and eyes closed in meditation.

Glancing around the front of the apartment, he didn’t see Ayame, and figured that she was probably asleep, but Wrath was in the main living area, seated on the floor, legs folded and eyes closed in meditation. A smirk spread across his face, as he walked over to her. It had worked out pretty well so far letting her take the lead, but it was well past time that he reminded her that he was the Contractor here.

Dropping his pants as he approached her, Max grinned as her eyes opened, focusing on him. Her mouth opened, but before she could say anything, he grabbed her ponytail and slid his cock into her mouth. With a growl, she started sucking on him immediately, bobbing her head up and down, trying to get him to cum as fast as possible. He smiled at her efforts, and reached down, sliding his hand under her sports bra to cup and fondle her breast.

“That's it,” he grunted, “suck my dick, slut.”

She moaned around him, and he groaned as her tongue flicked over the end of his shaft, lapping up all of the precum she could reach. Her throat muscles were strong, and she was making it hard for him to hold back. He arched his hips forward, thrusting between her lips, feeling the pressure build in his balls. She sucked harder, and he felt his orgasm cresting.

“C-cumming!” he shouted, then threw his head back. His cock pulsed inside of her mouth, and he let loose with several spurts of cum. She swallowed, licking up every drop of his seed, then released him from her mouth with a pop. She stood up, wiping her chin with a finger, and Max immediately grabbed her by the shoulders, spinning her around before pushing her to her hands and knees.

Tearing off the leggings that Wrath was wearing, Max wasted no time in thrusting into her red, wet, and amazingly tight pussy. Grabbing her ass cheeks, he slammed himself deep inside of her, and she cried out, holding herself up on her elbows. He began fucking her roughly, slamming into her like an animal, eliciting whimpers and moans from both of them.

Sliding a hand between her thighs, he took her futa cock in hand, stroking it even as he fucked her pussy. He'd initially been disappointed in the fact that he'd been given a version of her with a penis of her own, but he'd grown accustomed to it.

“Oh god, fuck me!” Wrath panted, “Fuck me! Make me yours!”

“You are mine, bitch,” he growled, driving himself deep inside of her again.

“Yes, yes!” she gasped, throwing her head back and biting her lip. “I’m your whore! I'm your fuck toy!”

With a groan, Max buried himself completely in her, then leaned forward, kissing her on the mouth. She responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close to her, moaning into his mouth. He broke off the kiss, groaning as he started moving faster, pounding her cunt with renewed vigor.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god!” he grunted, “Come for me, you little slut. Come for me while I'm inside of you.”

Releasing her cock, he reached down, grabbing her ass cheeks and squeezing them. Holding her in place, he pounded into her, fucking her as hard as he could. She met his thrusts, gripping him tightly and grunting each time he drove his dick into her.

“Faster!” Wrath panted, “Harder! I need it harder!”

Max laughed darkly as he complied, driving himself deeper and harder inside of her. Wrath bit her lip, whimpering in pleasure, and he could feel her pussy clench around his cock.

“Cum for me, you little bitch!” he snarled, “Let me hear you cum!”

Wrath's eyes widened, and she bucked her hips against him, almost clawing his back. He felt her muscles tense, and knew that she was cumming. Releasing her ass, he grabbed her ponytail, shoving her face into the carpet, holding her still. He thrust hard, burying himself deep inside of her one last time, finally erupting inside her, filling her with his seed.

“Ahh!” he cried, collapsing onto top of her.

Rolling off of her, he glanced up, and found the bemused face of...Wrath. In her hero uniform sans helmet. Blinking, Max turned to look at the Wrath he'd just creampied, a gray sludge oozing off her to reveal the blissed out face of Himiko.

“Oh,” Max muttered.

“If you wanted to fuck,” the real Wrath purred in a way that sent a jolt down Max’s spine (and he couldn’t tell if it was a scared or an aroused jolt), “you should have just said so.”

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I had planned on letting this drag out for a bit longer, but if Max was going to get it into his head to try to dom me, ME, well that left me only one course of action. I wasn't about to let him do something like that, not now, not ever. Plus, his attempt was so crude that it wasn’t a threat, it was cute.

So, it was with great amusement that I divested myself of my armor and ‘guided’ Max to his current position. That being on his stomach, hands pinned between us as I lay on his back, my tits pressed on either side of his head, and my cock pressing against his virgin ass.

“Do you remember the first thing I told you?” I purred into his ear. “I don’t submit to anyone.”

Max's face was bright red, but he hesitantly nodded. Smirking, I lowered my hips, pushing my cock into his tight little asshole. Or at least, that was what I intended, but it was even tighter than I'd anticipated, my cock nearly bending in half as his backdoor resisted my intrusion. But, as with all things in this retinue, it was only a matter of time before it gave way before me and the head of my dick slipped inside, the ring of muscle clamping down around me.

“Ooohhh!” Max moaned in surprise.

“That’s it,” I cooed as I worked the first inch into him. This was going to take a while, but I had no intention of stopping until I was pounding him into the floor.

Max wriggled his hips, trying to get away from me, but I held him firmly in place, keeping him pinned under me. His ass clenched around me, and I groaned, leaning down and capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. I rocked my hips, sliding another inch inside of him.

“Your ass is amazing,” I murmured into his ear. “It's so hot and tight, I can barely believe it.”

Max mewled, thrusting his hips up, rubbing the tip of my cock on his prostate, earning a moan from both of us.

“Mmm, yes…” I moaned, grinding against his prostate. “You're such a good boy.”

Max moaned, and started working his hips again, grinding against my dick as I slid it in and out of his body. Even now, with him getting into it, I was only able to fit about half my length inside him. That wouldn't do.

“No, that won't do at all,” I growled, sitting up. “Spread your legs.”

Max obeyed, spreading his thighs wide apart even as I adjusted my own position to give myself better leverage. Holding his wrists in one hand, I leaned down, gripping his thighs with my other hand, and then slammed my cock deep into his ass.

“Aaagghhh!!!” Max cried out, his voice cracking, “Fuck! Fuck me, please!”

Grinning, I fucked him harder, each of my thrusts hitting home with enough force to make Max grunt and jerk, his ass clenching tight around my shaft. Arousal flared through me as I pounded his ass, the feeling of his tight hole squeezing around my cock sending a wave of heat coursing through my veins. I could feel my balls tightening, readying themselves to spill their load, the sight of his virgin ass clenching tightly around my cock making me want to blow immediately, but I needed to savor this moment, to enjoy every second of the pleasure I'd be giving him.

Besides, even with this assault, I still had three inches that needed to be fit into his femboy ass. I slammed my cock into him over and over, watching his eyes roll back in his head, his mouth hanging open, his cheeks puffing out and his ass flexing on my cock. I reached up and grabbed his throat, choking off any noise he might make. He struggled, but I was too strong, holding him firm.

“No sound,” I whispered, “Keep quiet and you'll get more.”

Max tried to speak, but I tightened my grip on his neck, cutting him off, and he couldn't protest. His lone eye widened, but he didn't look away, or beg me to stop. Instead, he looked straight ahead, his face a mask of pure bliss.

I pulled my cock out of his ass and flipped him over onto his back, my cock slipping free with a wet slurp. Grabbing the back of his knees, I pushed his legs up, forcing him to bend in half into a mating press as I slipped my cock back into him. The feeling of his tight hole squeezing around my cock made me gasp in shock, and I pumped my hips, driving my cock into his ass, each of my thrusts causing him to moan. My fingers dug into his thighs, my grip sure and hard, and as I fucked him, I wrapped my other arm around him, pinning his arms behind his back, locking him in place.

"Oh God... oh fuck..." Max whined, his legs quivering beneath me, "I'm so close. Please, don't stop."

I smirked, my hand tightening on his throat, and I kept fucking him, slamming my cock into his ass over and over, my balls slapping against the meat of his ass.

"Please, please, please," Max begged, "Don't stop, please! Not yet!"

My muscles twitched with the need to cum, but I fought it, keeping myself in check. After all, I wasn't done with him yet. As I pounded my cock into his ass, I lowered my head down, placing a kiss on his collarbone as I buried my tongue in the side of his neck. My teeth nipped at his skin, marking him as mine. I heard him whimper, and I smirked, continuing to pound my cock into his ass. I wanted to keep going, to prolong this experience for as long as possible.

"F-fuck, please..." Max groaned, his voice almost lost to the cries of pleasure I was causing him. "I can't hold on much longer..."

He didn't have to. In seconds, Max came, his body tensing and his ass clenching tighter than ever around my cock, his own length shooting his load between us. With a cry, I shot my own load, firing hot ropes of seed deep into his bowels as my hips jerked.

"Oh fuck..." I grunted, panting heavily as I continued to pump my load into him, "That's it, baby, take it all."

Max shuddered beneath me and trembled, his legs shaking as he took my seed. I smirked, as an adjustment I'd made on his Company phone went to work, my load far larger than Max would have expected. Each spurt of my cum sent another wave of pleasure rippling through his system, his own climax taking him by surprise.

His back arched, his mouth opening in a silent scream, his body jerking uncontrollably as he felt the intense contractions wracking his cock. When it was over, Max slumped, collapsing under my weight, his ass relaxing around my still hard cock. I smiled at him, kissing him gently on the lips before sitting up and pulling out of him.

"What's the matter, tired already?" I chided, making his gaze focus on me. "We aren't done yet."

I'd fill him in on the strange figure later, for now, I wanted to see if I could pump Max so full of cum that his stomach bloated.