Hotel Chaldea Ep. Scathach 2 (Patreon)

"Ho ho ho! Santa Claus has come!" 

The big red suit was a bit of an annoyance to wear... thankfully, after you had gone through your act and passed the gifts around to the children that lived within Chaldea, you were able to take it off, though the weird drink that Ritsuka had given you that caused your hair to turn white and for a big bushy white beard to grow on you would not wear off for a couple hours still.

There were a LOT of Children in Chaldea, and some who were not quite children, but who still had wanted to share a moment with you, a hug, a kiss on the cheek, maybe a furtive peck on the lips and a shared drink, it hadn't been too long before you found yourself done with your duties as this year's Santa.

You chuckled to yourself. Your laughs had turned into deep Ho Ho Hos coming directly from the bottom of your belly, hearty and powerful. That drink was some seriously potent stuff, once more showing the might and absurdity of Chaldea. Even your stomach had expanded, though you found yourself more limber and stronger than ever. Your belly might have expanded, but it was very much muscle.

You tossed the thick outer jacket, leaving only a red tank top on your torso, and followed it up by undoing the big golden buckle at the front of your pants, and letting your pants drop, revealing the fact that you wore briefs, a little bit tighter than you had expected.

More than a few of the girls had snuck a grab or two, and some of their kisses were a bit spicier than others, and you had wound up like this, barely contained by your underpants.

"Quite an impressive performance, I must say. For a student who misses so many of my classes, it's quite evident you've done well to keep up the work."

Your eyes were immediately dragged to the source of the voice you heard, and it really wasn't someone you were expecting to find in your room, let alone find her sitting on your bed, in nothing but her underwear. It wasn't really some sort of sexy lingerie or anything, it was really more of a sporty set that would be worn under workout clothes, but somehow, it was even sexier than lingerie could be.

Especially because it was on Scathach. She was an extraordinarily, unbelievably sexy woman, her bewitching red eyes almost glittered like gems in the dim light. Her lips, usually drawn into a tight line, were now slightly curled up at the ends.

Your eyes were drawn to her body, trailing the hair that framed her face down to her impressive chest, sitting perky and struggling for freedom against the sports bra she wore, a rich maroon color that managed to highlight her skin, similar to the color of her hair, but slightly darker. The lines of her body were perfect, and her muscles almost guided you down to her crotch, the natural curves of her body being highlighted even more by the similarly colored pair of panties, maroon with a black waistband, bearing the logo and name of Chaldea.

She licked her lips, and you traced her tongue as it made a round trip. Her lips were only decorated with the slightest hint of gloss, very understated, but arguably even more noticeable than heavy makeup would be on anyone else. Scathach never wore any, after all.

"Ah... Scath-"

Her lips almost curled into a frown.

"Teacher Scathach?" you tried.

"Better," she said.

"What brings you here? I heard from Medb that there was some sort of Irish party," you wondered aloud. After all, Medb had been very insistent on having you come along, but your duties had made it impossible. She'd stopped insisting immediately upon learning what said duties were, and had instead congratulated you on scoring the role of Santa for this year.

"Ah, yes... well, unfortunately, the entertainment... bailed on us," she said, closing her eyes for a moment. "We were forced to find our own," she spoke, seemingly searching for a word, "diversion," she said, finally. "Some took to drink, some took to sex, and as for me," she said, "I've come to check upon one of my wayward students to kill time."

"And based on how you're dressed..."

She didn't smirk, but her amusement was evident nonetheless. "Come here, Santa, deliver your final gift for the night," she said, leaning back on your bed, on your pillows, and spreading her arms as if to welcome you towards her. "Deliver that gift which is most precious to us all."

"Joy and holiday cheer?" you asked, raising an eyebrow and offering her a smile, while unsubtly thrusting your crotch, and your halfchub, which was only getting more stimulated the longer you stared at Scathach's beautiful body, ready for sex.

The next thing you knew, her panties landed on your head, and the incredibly potent and thick scent of sex on them, the fragrant aroma of her arousal, an intoxicating bouquet far more enticing and delicious than any christmas treat, apologies to the people who'd gone out of their way to prepare snacks, but that scent, that taste, that sexual feel, would always be the favorite that your body loved the most.

You took a deep sniff that filled your lungs entirely with Scathach's female scent, and then tossed the panties away. "You need this badly," you said, idly.

"My star student has been so very disappointing lately," she mused openly. "He's always been like this, but with his extreme popularity among the clientele of Chaldea," she sighed in false despondent sorrow, so obviously faked that she didn't even bother changing her facial expression. "He never has time to see to his teacher's needs."

"A tragedy to be sure," you mused. "Then please allow this Santa to pick up the slack, and deliver a gift that's unique for very very naughty girls," you said, laughing a little.

"That was awful," she said, though you could hear the laugh in her voice.

You approached her. "Ho ho ho, is this naughty girl ready to receive Santa?" you asked, once you were right next to her, almost thrusting your hips into her face.

She moved her hand fast, her arm blurring, reminding you that you'd never managed to land a single hit on this woman in training, and that she was far more dangerous than her size and musculature would suggest. In a mere moment, she was holding your bright red underpants in her left hand, and your dick in her right, already stroking you. "Looking like this, you seem to need this even more than I do."

"Ho Ho Ho, quite a few girls got themselves a spot on the cocktease list tonight!" you spoke, belting out another laugh that became moans of pleasure as she leaned forward and took your length into her mouth. 

Scathach gave no quarter and took no prisoners. Tossing your underwear away, she immediately devoted both of her hands to servicing your cock alongside her mouth, swirling her tongue around your glans as you reached your full length and stiffness.

Her left hand was caressing and playing with your balls, very lightly squeezing them, rubbing her palms on your testicles, running her thumb on each ball, rolling them and playing with them, somehow always knowing exactly how much strength to apply, exactly how much pressure would provide pleasure without inflicting undue pain, exactly how much to pull, exactly how much to push... it seemed like she could master anything, even something as lewd as knowing how to play with your balls!

And she wasn't done with just that. Her right hand was grabbing you from the base of your shaft, slim but strong fingers wrapping around your shaft, applying strong and firm yet perfect pressure, it felt like she was holding more than just your cock in her hand, it was weird to say but whenever she held you like that it felt like she was actively telling you that it was okay to trust her with the most sensitive part of your body.

And well, it felt good to trust her like that, it felt good to have her service you like this.

Her lips didn't hold onto the lip gloss for long, as she sealed them around your cock, bobbing her head back and forth, stroking the parts of your shaft that she wasn't taking into her mouth, while at the same time, her tongue was swirling around your cock, and you felt the moment she began applying almost vacuum-like suction. It felt like every time she applied herself, she was draining shots of precum straight from your urethra, drinking them greedily.

"Ugh, I'm already about to-"

Within moments, you were well past a full erection, you were damn near about to cum, but when you were about to spray your load, to feed her some thick holiday cheer in creamy form, she stopped blowing you and actually strangled your cock rather harshly.

She looked up at you. "Don't, not just yet," she said.

You whimpered, and she closed her eyes, turning around and offering her behind to you, on all fours on top of your bed. Face down, ass up, reaching behind her to spread her ass cheeks and more importantly, her anus, wide open. You gulped, but didn't bother waiting.

She wanted it there, she'd be getting it there. No time to waste, you put one hand on her hip and used the other to stabilize your cock.

"Hurry," she said, "do not make me-"

You wouldn't. You shoved yourself in, into her tight, muscular ass. Perfectly formed cheeks, only a thin layer of fat that gave them shape surrounding powerful muscle, there was almost no give in her ass, whether it be those impossibly firm cheeks, or the unyielding pressure as you assaulted her back entrance, she was pressure and tightness.

"O-Oh..! So this is..!" she muttered, "well- well then, don't stop, keep going!" she at first murmured, but lost a little bit of control, her voice climbing in volume until she was almost yelling, as you began to pound her behind, grabbing onto her ass and hips and back and anything you could, your hands moving all over her muscular, tightly corded body, the power thinly hidden under her deceptively soft skin was focusing on your cock, it was so tight and narrow that it actually hurt, but it hurt so good you couldn't stand it!

Furiously, you pounded Scathach's ass with all you had, and her iron clad control was slipping little by little, you almost heard her gas, then you heard her moan, then she was breaking, and she was rewarding each of your efforts with her voice, following the crack of your hips meeting her ass, you could hear her let out a little gasp, a diminute moan, a tiny sigh, shows of subtle, subdued pleasure that were as satisfying as they were delightful.

Every muscle in your body was tightening up as you tried to hold back, but you saw her hair whip about and you saw her direct a smoldering, lustful gaze your way, her normally taciturn and subdued facial expression turning into a lewd beast's gaze ignited the pleasure within, and with a roar, you slammed yourself home, going as deep and as hard as you could into her.

Your balls throbbed furiously, a moment of pain from how hard you were holding yourself back, but the pain ceased in an instant and was wiped from memory just as quickly, as waves of rampaging pleasure erupted from your core and washed over your body, your eyes screwing shut, it felt like shooting stars were going through your vision as your balls emptied their contents, after being so thoroughly teased, into Scathach's innards, filling her bowels with heavy, hot and fresh cum.

"Ho, ho, ho," you panted each syllable across, "Merry Christ-gh-massss~!" you called, your hips thrusting a little as you poured the last few helpings of semen into her.

"Nngh... The naughty list... is the best..." Scathach panted.

You laughed, once more, getting right into the spirit again...

Until Scathach gestured to the wall, where there was, indeed, a piece of parchment, nailed to the wall with what appeared to be a long red toothpick. At the top, Scathach's name was crossed out, and directly under her name...

The door to your room opened, and in walked Medb, who was already licking her lips.

"My turn now," she said. She wore a stylized dress, in what appeared to be leather, and she was holding a series of straps and a few accessories that looked like reindeer horns and a glowing red nose. She was also holding what appeared to be a set of anal beads with a tail attached at the end.

Scathach smiled a very small, almost unnoticeable smile, and grabbed her panties, not even bothering to put them on as she walked out of the room, only a few droplets of cum dripping out of her ass, rolling down her thighs. "He's all yours, Queen," she said, "if you need me for anything I'll be hitting the showers," she said. "Oh, and before I go," she turned to you, pointed her finger at your balls, and then snapped her fingers. 

An invigorating and warm sensation spread from your balls.

"W-What-"

"That should keep you going for the night," Scathach said. "Good luck, Santa," she said.

Medb licked her lips. "Time for you to try something new," she said, "I guarantee, you'll love it."

"Do I need an adult?" you asked, almost intimidated.

"We're both adults," she said.

Let it not go unsaid that Medb was not wrong, even if you wanted to never speak of that night again.