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The Astral Express's time in Penacony was finally nearing its end.
After fending off the Something Unto Death, delving into the Primordial Dreamscape, uncovering the grand conspiracy surrounding the dreamlike world and finally disarming Sparkle's false-bombs – their journey had finally reached its conclusion.
Alas they weren't quite ready to leave yet. Some smaller things still needed finishing up – the IPC wanted the Astral Express to stick around for a bit longer to formalise some agreements, the Oak family required their aid with various things and merchandising, to say nothing to March dragging Dan Heng around Penacony as much as possible before they left. Dan Heng himself didn't have the heart to dissuade her, and thus he found himself pulled this way and that.
Caelus wished him the best, and hoped Dan Heng was doing the same for him – namely because he had a problem of his own.
''Aw, don't ignore me~''
Sparkle.
Despite what she'd done for him and Firefly during the final stages of their trip to Penacony, the Masked Fool hadn't lost her teasing attitude. Not even a little; worse, she'd taken a liking to him and was all but hanging off of his arm and teasing him the whole time. Fending her off only sent her skittering for a time before she came sneaking back, sometimes disguising herself as one of his friends only to reveal herself with a snicker and wink.
The worst part was that she was good at it. When Himeko came up to him he almost thought it was her; the only reasoned he figured out it was Sparkle was because she was too flirtatious. Dan Heng was easy because he should be with March, but Welt? He was almost impossible, and it was only when 'Welt' made some strange remarks about 'hanging out together' that he realised it was the Masked Fool.
Once or twice, it might've been funny. A dozen times so far today? His patience was running thin with her.
''Hey hey, don't ignore me~'' Sparkle whined, arms ensnaring his own as she pulled it against her chest. ''You've got a cute girl hanging off of your arm and you don't even wanna look at her~? You'll make me cry, you know~''
Caelus drew in a slow, fortifying breath. ''Leave me alone.''
''Hm... nope~!'' Sparkle flashed him a broad grin, teasing mirth rife in her eyes. ''You're way too cute to leave alone, you know? I can see why that Firefly girl is so smitten with you~''
Warmth coloured his cheeks. ''I don't know what you're talking about.''
''Aw, sure you don't. It's not like you held hands and flew through a sky full of fireworks together.'' Sparkle snickered, leaning in close. ''Mm... maybe I should disguise myself as you and go flirt with her. Wonder what she'd say to that~''
Envy sparked in his chest – something Sparkle clearly wanted judging by her titter, her fingers teasing up his collarbone. ''See~? You totally have the hots for her. Would be a shame if another you was to go do something you're too cowardly to do~''
He snatched her wrist and pulled it aside, glaring at her. ''Don't you dare.''
''Or what?'' She wiggled her brows, grin a broad, knowing one.
Made worse by the fact he didn't know what to do, indecision hitting him. He couldn't exactly arrest her and he wasn't so cruel as to just kill her off like some psycho, but the thought of Firefly being with someone else ignited a shamefully possessive feeling in him. Yet Sparkle exploited that shame with glee, her coo luring his eyes to her lips, then down lower, noting her cleavage. It was just a slight peek but it made him swallow and look away quickly.
''I guess you'll just have to keep me quiet, huh~'' Sparkle whispered to him, eyes gleaming with smug delight. ''After all if you don't, maybe you'll wake up to find a text of me and Firefly in bed together, heehee~''
''...what do I have to do then?'' Caelus gritted out.
His patience was thin as it was after dealing with her for hours and hours – now this?
''Mm, let's see...'' Sparkle cooed, and he shuddered as she ran her hands up and around his nape, leaning against him in a lover's embrace even as he kept his hands aside – her lips grazing his ear. ''How about you and I get a nice hotel together, and you show me what you're packing~''
The implication made him shiver. ''You... why would-''
''Oh come on, ain't it obvious? Do I need to spell it out just for you, my little dancing monkey?'' The nasty nip to her tone made him growl. ''I. Want. To. Fuck. You. So hurry up and find us a nice hotel bellboy, otherwise Firefly is gonna find herself in bed with your doppelgänger~''
The notion thinned his patience to its breaking point, and knowing how conniving Sparkle was he didn't doubt for a second she planned for him taking her to a hotel – was Firefly nearby and would see him taking Sparkle to a hotel? Was this just another part in her grand scheme for chaos? He didn't know and his waning patience finally snapped, and in that moment he decided to give her what she wanted – just not in the order desied.
''Ah, hey-!''
With an ironclad grip on her wrist Caelus dragged her off of Golden Hour's street and pulled her into a nearby alleyway, the Masked Fool stumbling over herself and yelping her complaint – but his blood pounded in his ears and deafened him to such noises, his mind hyper-fixated on the plan haphazardly crafted in his mind. The dimly-lit alley was relatively clean but even then bits of trash could be seen; several bins both small and large present along the walls, with a big green was taking up most of the alley.
Caelus dragged Sparkle behind it and shoved her up against the wall next to it, her grunt preluding her startled gaze – and he grabbed her by the neck. Instantly her eyes widened and she clutched at his wrist, alarmed, but he didn't give her the chance to gasp before he mashed his lips against her own. The kiss was rough, forceful, and most shamefully of all he felt some satisfaction doing it – making her pay for all her teasing and mind games.
He broke off the kiss but his fingers didn't loosen their hold on her neck – her slim, squeezable neck, something awakening in him then as he held it. How easy it would be for him to just snap it, how helpless Sparkle was to escape when he actively had a hold on her. Yet he craved more, prompting him to dive in and mash his lips against hers, his right hand dropping low at the same time to grab at her ass. She flinched at his touch but he relished that weakness, at finally making her smugness crack and break.
Her nails dug into his forearm hard enough to draw blood so he loosened his hold, allowing Sparkle to gasp in a much-needed breath, her face taking on a paler tint – but then he squeezed once more. She wheezed and winced, kicking him in the shin, but he had taken worse hits. Want guided him forth and mashed their lips together once more, the kiss harsh and domineering – doubly so as he shamelessly groped her ass, feeling how plush and peachy it was in his hand, only further encouraging him to feel her up; running his hand along the back of her thigh and squeezing hard enough to leave bruises.
''That enough for you, huh?'' Caelus growled against her lips, pulling back enough to glare at her.
He loosened his hold, allowing Sparkle to gasp in a breath – only for a shit-eating grin to curl at her lips. ''Ha-ha... finally made you crack~''
She wanted this, he realised with some measure of disbelief.
He had his hand around her neck and was practically assaulting her in an alleyway, and she wanted it.
Something came over him – anger, arousal, indignation, he wasn't sure. All that mattered was that he dove in and mashed his lips against her own, the rough kiss only serving to make Sparkle moan – until he cut off her air supply again, choking her out. Her grin though barely waned; felt against his lips as he forced a kiss onto her, his lips drawing away just as fast. The reason why being so he could grab her shoulders instead and force her to her knees.
His heart pounded in his chest but he was in too deep now to pull out; the thought prompting him to unbuckle his belt post-haste. It fell apart and his pants sagged down his thighs even as Sparkle coughed, when he finally got his boxers down and shoved his dick in her face. Even though she retained her smugness the blush on her cheeks was all too real, encouraging him to jam his thumb between her lips, open her mouth – and with a groan he forced his cock into her mouth.
''Hng- fuck...!''
It was hot, wet, welcoming. He grabbed Sparkle by the hair and shamelessly shoved his cock in deep, her teeth grazing his length but not stopping him from holding her head – his rough, bucking thrusts pistoning him between those salacious lips of hers. The lurid heat waiting for him at the back of her mouth was enchanting and he aimed for it clumsily, his fingers finding her twin-tails and holding onto them as he face-fucked her.
Sparkle clutched onto his hips and pushed him back, playing the role of a damsel in distress, but her roleplay just infuriated him more – and turned him on. The mess of guilt and rage inside his chest left him devoid of higher thought, refusing to listen to his conscience even as he felt her hot tongue slide along his shaft, his tip grazing the back of her throat not a second later. He thrust for it blindly, his knees bending slightly just so he could slam his cock in deeper, her nose buried in his groin as he used her mouth like a fleshlight.
''Hng, hagh...'' He exhaled harshly, stumbling a step closer and forcing Sparkle to tilt her head back – his cock practically thrust down into her gullet. ''Not talking so much now huh...!''
Sparkle couldn't reply on account of having a cock down her throat, but she did one better – flipping him off with both hands. The sass just made him hornier though, the desire to fuck Sparkle into submission rising within him and encouraging him to jam his dick down her throat without remorse, getting off on the wet grunts and gags she made. His balls hit her sticky chin and his cock gleamed with her saliva, the excess smearing across her lips as he violated her mouth, the chorus of sticky noises intermixing with her groans.
When he reached down with his left hand and grabbed her throat once more; squeezing it as best he could as he face-fucked her. She gargled around his cock and he swore he could feel his dick bulging out her throat in that moment, the mere thought only encouraging him to slot his dick into her fuckable mouth all the more – senselessly inserting himself in and feeling her throat seize around his tip, clenching and squeezing as if begging for his cum.
He denied her that – yanking his cock out. Immediately Sparkle broke out into spluttering coughs so he covered her mouth, glancing at the mouth of the alleyway, but nobody was passing by at that moment. The large bin hid them for the most part but he didn't want to risk it – but any such thoughts fled as Sparkle licked his palm, making him reflexively pull his hand back.
''Ha-ha...'' She coughed out, still grinning. ''You're such a degenerate~''
Her taunting words immediately reinvigorated him, his dick throbbing for something more than just her mouth. With a growl Caelus grabbed her by the front of her dress and hauled her to her feet – only to push her into a neighbouring trash can, the steel cylinder rocking as she fell against it, hands clutching at the edge. And in the process bent herself over the metal can, allowing him a glimpse of her perky behind and black panties.
He got an even better look as he yanked her dress up and shoved her underwear down, the material around her spreading knees. She started to stand so he put a hand on her shoulder and forced her back down against the lid, hissing a warning under his breath even as his cock pressed between her cheeks – and to his irritation Sparkle moaned, arousal rich in her tone. Something that just tempted him to grab his cock and roughly slide his tip down her slit, noticing only then how wet she was.
'She's enjoying this.' He realised. Here he was manhandling her, and she was getting off on it.
The emotions that came from such a realisation were far too much to encompass, so he pushed them to the back of his mind and let irritation take root in their stead. Irritation was easy and he leaned into it, lifting her up briefly before shoving her back down into the lid, the clank of the metal joined by her grunt – and then her moan as his tip parted her petals. Slick, unbridled heat clamped around his cock in an instant, depriving Caelus of thought and leaving him able to just groan as he penetrated the Masked Fool at last, his cock clenched by her snugness.
He remained still for only a moment though before his hips started to move, instinct guiding him back out – and then back in, his cock filling Sparkle's snug pussy to the brim. The Masked Fool whined in bliss but at this point he was past the point of caring, pleasure seeping through him as he roughly pumped himself into her tight hole. It was his first and that made the sensations all the more novel, from the wetness around his dick to the hot, gripping clenches that took his breath away, his hips weakening one second only to buck forth strongly the next, hilting himself in her sticky depths.
''Hng, fuck, fuck...!'' He cursed out under his breath, fingers digging into her left shoulder.
Sparkle cooed back at him – the sound lasting until another thrust fucked a moan out of the walking tease, her pussy squeezing him ever so tightly. It was maddening in the most euphoric way imaginable, his eyes not sure where to settle – her bare shoulders, her partially-clothed back, or her nice ass as he rammed against it, jiggling her cheeks with every furious impact. The noise was mercifully muffled by the two shops not far away, their blaring tunes making it hard to even think, but he didn't care. He didn't want to in this moment.
Releasing a tense breath he let his right hand slip around her front, a rough pull forcing her dress down a bit more and letting him shove his hand in, groping her left breast. It was pleasantly soft in his palm with a hint of firmness, and a bit bigger than her outfit led him to believe – only tempting him to grope her more, groaning in her ear as he felt her struggle a bit. Not much, only enough to keep up the pretence she was resisting, but he let her. Let her feed this twisted moment in time, just so he didn't have to question himself.
''Mm! Mmn~! You're so, ah, r-rough~!''
Without thinking Caelus released her breast and brought his hand up, fingers caressing her jaw – before he shoved his fingers in her mouth. Rather than gag in surprise though Sparkle just moaned; lips pursing around his digits as she submissively sucked on them, accepting his domination wholeheartedly.
The sticky wetness of her mouth, the pursing of her lips partway along his fingers – combined with the tightness clamping around his cock and he was losing it, his cock slammed forth into her even as dire need surged through him. Yet he couldn't stop, the prospect of pulling out an even harder concept to consider as he rutted her like a wild animal-!
And then he came. He surprised himself as he nutted inside, pleasure seizing his thighs and a deep groan forced out of his throat – hilting one last time in Sparkle as he creampied her. She moaned around his fingers but he didn't give a damn, simply pressing himself against her rear as he emptied his balls in her tight, smothering tunnel, his hypersensitivity letting him feel how her walls pressed in around his length and milked him dry.
How long his orgasm lasted, he wasn't sure. All that he knew was that clarity came rushing back in all at once and he pulled out, the air cold compared to the heat of her insides. He popped his fingers out of Sparkle's mouth too and stumbled back a step, looking at her slumped, panting form...
...and yet, she still managed to smirk back at him. Unrepentant and even more pleased than she was before.
''Is that all you've got~?''
Caelus was moving before his mind even caught up; one hand yanking Sparkle off of the bin before he spun her around to face him. The lid of the bin came off in the process, clattering to the alley floor and revealing a mostly-empty interior, just a single black bag stuffed at the bottom.
And in a heartbeat he pushed Sparkle into the bin.
The Masked Fool squawked in disbelief, everything above her waist falling inside the trash can. He didn't care for her complaints however, his fingers sinking into her thighs as he pulled them his way, the bin tilting to let him between her legs. She struggled for real this time so he had to keep a firm hold on them, grunting as he grinded his cock along her slit, his tip teasing her entrance-!
-and a moan of relief escaped him as he was back inside Sparkle, her tight cunt clenching around him. With how wet she was he didn't even consider taking it slow and began to pound her right from the outset, sliding his length between her tight lips and into her hot core, his thrusts driving him up to the hilt in her. The rough, disjointed slap of flesh joined the clanks of metal as Sparkle struggled against the confines of the bin; arms awkwardly squashed in place and preventing her from pulling herself out.
''H-Hey! Let me out of here...!'' Sparkle growled up at him, panting hard. ''It stinks in here and, nn, a-are you even listening?!''
No, he wasn't. Or so he told himself as he went balls-deep in her pussy, fuelled both by irritation and the delightful tightness clamping around his dick. She tried to kick him but he just held onto her shin instead, keeping her feet from his face even as he bucked his hips forth – the angle somewhat awkward and threatening to make him slip out, but sheer lust kept him in motion, kept him pumping into her pussy.
The prior creampie made it all the stickier; excess cum overflowing as he stirred her up. Moans of a more reluctant tinge slipped out of Sparkle, her annoyance only fuelling his satisfaction as he finally got one up on the sassy tease. Alas he didn't think he'd be able to hold on for much longer – the adrenaline rush, the pleasure, the sinfulness of it all was making busting a nut so damn tempting, the thought of cumming inside Sparkle just making him slam into her all the more.
The trash can rattled and rocked from the force but he hardly cared.
Sparkle did though. ''Ow, hey! You're such a- ah, mn...!''
Her loins seized and squeezed him, only encouraging him to jam his dick into her slick, sticky pussy, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he kept her steady – kept her still as he used her like a fleshlight, his body crashing into hers and making Sparkle gasp and groan, her voice echoing in the bin as he sped up. There was no mercy, no thought given to her own pleasure, just a senseless need for payback that made him lose what little sensibilities he had left.
Her tightening tunnel only accelerated his end, his breathing harsh and his motions harsher. Her thighs tensed in his grip and he felt her loins constrict him so snugly, pushing him towards his peak – when he reached it, mind purged white as he busted a nut in Sparkle. Peripherally he was aware of her squealing but the sound was faint in his lust-addled mind, his hips on autopilot as they rammed him into her until they locked up entirely; leaving him buried between her abused folds and his cum poured deep into her, some of the excess dribbling along her upside-down form.
Until with a groan Caelus pulled out, eliciting a dazed moan from Sparkle herself – her eyes unfocused as if he'd fucked the sense out of her.
Stumbling back Caelus looked at the limp and twice-creampied Sparkle, her legs hanging over the edge of the bin and the weight of his sin steadily creeping up on him. He swallowed it back though, a final dirty thought echoing through his mind and prompting him to pull a marker out of his pocket, one kept there from signing stuff earlier.
One he now used to write on Sparkle's inner thighs.
Free use!
Fuck me!
A final payback to the cheeky Masked Fool that spent hours upon hours messing with his head – left in the trash as he fled the scene.
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