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「σανγυινε 」|| 1x1 with DarkMudkip ||

Her head rolled to the side as she was dropped roughly on the bed, but she managed to slowly pick it back up, her pupils fully dilated at this point. “...feel... good..” She mumbled out, the pain killers he had just given her producing a euphoric high for her, making her feel like she was on cloud nine.
 
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She shook her head slowly, closing her eyes and mumbling something he couldn’t quite make out as she tried to stop him with her hands on his chest. “No... I don’t want... I don’t want you..” Her words were a bit slurred, and she herself was hardly coherent, but she still clearly registered her situation.
 
Nana felt like her head was stuffed with cotton, not able to help it when her eyes closed, for how long she didn’t know, but when she opened them again, her top had been pulled off, and a warm feeling was between her legs. The more she focused on it, the more she realized it was a soft pulsating feeling, something that felt good. Her fingers curled to grab at the sheets beneath her and she let out a faint noise, a soft moan. She looked down to see what was causing such a sensation, only to find Motochika between her legs. He had taken her hospital gown pants as well, propped her legs open and was using his hand to touch her most intimate part. She hadn’t noticed how she was breathing raggedly already, that her face was flushed, or how wet she was, only how good it felt as he rubbed her clit quickly and roughly. His other hand kept one of her legs pushed open wide, and as she watched him with a dazed expression, she noticed that he too had removed his clothes and was aroused as well. “N-No..” She interrupted her own words with another moan, falling back against the bed as she tugged at the sheets, the warm pleasant feeling spreading up into her belly and making her inner thighs twitch.
Was he someone she knew? He had to be if he was touching her in such an intimate way, but she struggled to remember even his name. She squirmed, but this time from the building feeling of pleasure, rolling her head to the side as another breathy moan escaped her lips. “I-It’s too much... I-I can’t..” She gasped and whimpered, feeling her swollen throbbing clit be pressed down by a rough thumb once more.
 
She was dripping wet against his fingers, her hot core trembling each time he rubbed against her clit. Her skin was soft, softer than he had thought, and he could hear her heart racing. “s’too much..” She slurred out, toes curling as she muffled a moan into the pillows. He hadn’t been touching her for very long and already she was hot and ready for him, perhaps she was a virgin after all?
 
It didn’t take long before she was squirming and pulling at the sheets, face flushed deeply and her eyes squeezed shut, body trembling before tensing up. She gasped and arched her back slightly before slumping back against the pillows with an expression of euphoria on her face.
 
She reflexively tried to close her legs, but it was no use, and he pushed into her with somewhat ease. Motochika was large though, and she was tight around his cock, trembling still from her climax. “It... It hurts...” She whispered, trying to squirm away. It was too much for her to take all at once, and she felt a sharp pain, making tears come to her eyes, but was that the only reason?
“You can’t... It’s too big, it hurts...!” She whimpered, gripping the sheets until her knuckles were white.
 
The pain didn’t go away, but it slowly receded, and so did the look of pain on her face. Nana loosened her grip on the sheets, opening her eyes to look up at him. Who was this man? She knew him right? He was... he was... who was he? She sunk back into the clouds of her high, Motochika having given her just a bit too much.
 
He started moving when he noticed she wasn't looking like she was about to die. She was still way too tight, but he wasn't complaining. She felt good.
 
The same feeling came again, a warmth spreading up from her nethers, and occasionally a jolt of pain. Her head was swimming, making it hard to focus on any one thing; the creaking bed, the gentle slap of skin, the warmth between her legs that felt good, the heavy weight on top of her, the soft grunts from Motochika, and the quiet moans from herself.
“More... feels good...” She murmured, her own hand upon her breast, groping it lazily. “Touch me... more..” She begged, wanting him to touch between her legs again, to touch her breasts, it made her throb and whimper, hips giving a few thrusts.
 
She would dip in and out as he used her body, going between compliant and unresponsive, and by the time he had finished and filled her with his seed, she was completely unresponsive. Her breathing was shallow, and her heartbeat slow, but she was still alive and breathing.
 
She was out cold, laying still against the bed, even when Motochika pulled out of her and climbed off of her. She didn’t even stir when he removed his heavy body from her own small one, but Nobu had said the drugs might cause drowsiness or even cause her to sleep a lot.
 
Motochika was a busy man, so it wasn’t unusual if he didn’t always come home to sleep or even sleep at all, so the next morning when one of Motochika’s men went to clean up the bedding in his room, he was surprised to see the product Motochika had picked personally still sprawled out on the bed. He turned away when he saw she was undressed, but after not hearing any screaming or movement, he looked back out of curiosity. She was quite pale, even for a human, and the smell that came from her was foul- the smell of bile. He took a step closer and saw vomit in her hair and on her face and chest, the soft sound of gurgling and wet wheezing registering in his ears, and then he bolted down the stairs for Nobu’s clinic, not even bothering to close the door to Motochika’s bedroom on the way out.
 
When Nobu heard, he about blew a gasket. He rushed to get Nana back into the clinic to purge her system and keep her from dying. When Motochika came back, Nobu gave him an earful but he didn't seem to listen.
 
Nana’s condition was critical, heart rate so slow her blood pressure was barely enough to keep her heart going. She had been choking on her vomit for who knows how long and had nearly asphyxiated to death, and she was still a mess from when Motochika had last used her. She needed a good scrubbing to remove the vomit and seed from her person, and she would need to be monitored closely for the next few days.
 
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