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Come To Daddy	By : TristyandShane Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Slash/Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 532 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This fanfiction was written for fun and not for profit. These settings and characters are owned by Grand Summoners, Good Smile Company.

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“ Do we have to go camping? ” Berwick whined, stomping his feet on the ground, one after the other.
“Yes, it’ll be nice for us to get out and spend the night somewhere different,” stated Duke. “How else are we supposed to rest after we finish this battle? We’re going all the way to Granadia Castle, which is miles away from here.”
“I don’t feel like fighting,” he whined again.
“...Berwick, you’re still training with that sword,” stated Duke. “You don’t wanna fight? How else are you gonna master that sword?”
Berwick stomped his foot again, “After we battle, I want daddy’s love! ”
“Fine,” groaned Duke.
Giving his baby boy a kiss on the cheek, Duke then went on to equip Vanish and his armour. Duke was bulky, muscular, and wore heavy armour to protect his godly form.
~ ♡ ~
After slashing the insect bitch with his Zanketsu, Berwick fell to his knees after giving the final blow of his sword. Duke came up behind Berwick and soon threw the training swordsman over his shoulder. Berwick was now over Duke’s shoulder, his hands dangling against Duke’s back and Duke’s hand placed somewhere it shouldn’t be touching.
“This is why you should be training more,” cackled Duke. “You’ll become easy prey if you keep getting worn out like this after each battle.”
“...How did Vox fight so easily?” Berwick questioned.
“Vox was a master of his sword,” answered Duke. “You’re just learning.”
‘Just’ learning. Wow.
With the exhausted boy over his shoulder, Duke tore through the vines and tree branches that stood in his path. The bigger male created a path in this forest with his large hands, and soon he found an open field in the process. (omg xD)
This open field was the best place to set up their camp, Duke thought.
“I feel sore...all over my body,” murmured Berwick. “I can see the blood through my clothes.”
The heavens cast a shadow over the land and called for the evening, albeit thankfully Duke and Berwick found an open spot to have their camp. The camp was set up, a fire pit burning in the centre, and Berwick watched the flames flicker in the fire. Removing his blazing flame stola and the black long-sleeved top underneath, Berwick now appeared topless as he dropped his clothes onto the grass beneath him. He let out a sigh, looking over his beaten torso. Sitting down on the grass in front of the campfire, Berwick enjoyed the cool evening breeze brushing over his naked skin.
Coming up smiling, Duke approached Berwick from behind and wrapped his arms around the dark-haired male’s torso. Kneeling down behind him, Duke planted a kiss onto the nape of Berwick’s neck. He liked the smell of Berwick’s scent, salty sweat merged with natural musk.
“You did amazing with that spider...thing, Berwick,” commented Duke. “I think you’re getting better with that sword.”
“Thanks, Duke,” answered Berwick as he looked over his arms, viewing the cuts and bruises that currently decorated his ashen skin. “I’m planning to sew up my wounds, some of them are deep but others aren’t much trouble.”
Taking a needle and thread from his inventory, Berwick started to sew up the cut on his lower arm. From one end of the cut, Berwick grimaced when he went on to push the needle into his skin again and again.
“Do you think you can stitch up the cuts on my back, Duke?” Berwick asked, threading up the wound on his lower arm.
Nodding, Duke pulled out a needle and thread that he owned. Well, every fighter must know how to look after themselves after a battle. “Sure I can,” replied a smiling Duke.
Already sitting behind Berwick, Duke went on to dress up a wound on Berwick’s bareback. This wound extended from one shoulder to his spinal cord. Duke never cared about how gruesome a wound looked, the big guy would do anything for Berwick...seeing as the lad was his boyfriend.
“Does this hurt, Berwick?” Duke questioned, pushing the needle into Berwick’s skin.
“It’s gotta be done,” stated Berwick.
The smell of salt and nectar flowed through the camp, as a familiar figure approached the site. This man carried the scent of dirt, fresh water, and leaves. Topless with his top flung over his shoulder, this man smiled at Duke and Berwick by the firepit. He was still wet from washing at the waterfall nearby.
“I can’t get rid of this prickly feeling,” complained Thetis.
He felt prickles around his ankles, legs, and waist. However, Thetis couldn’t stand the feel of sweat and he needed to freshen up after each battle. His brunette hair was still dripping wet, but he never felt cold due to the warm climate.
Walking towards the camp, Thetis walked over to the firepit and sat with Duke and Berwick. Hearing the chatter of the two men each step of the way, hearing their voices caused Thetis to let out a loud yawn.
"You should be more careful then you wouldn't need to stitch up all the time," Thetis suggested to Berwick.
"But scars are a warrior's mettle," Berwick added in defense. “ Duuuuuke...Thetis is being mean, ” whined Berwick.
“Baby boy, we’re all snappy after this battle,” stated Duke as he cuddled Berwick from behind. “Don’t take it personally.”
Berwick was still a little baby, even after taking over Vox’s Zanketsu. Berwick pouted at Duke, looking over his shoulder at the bigger man behind him. Berwick nudged Duke a little, whining as he nudged him.
“There is a waterfall five minutes away from here, Berwick,” informed Thetis. “It’ll be better to soak your wounds before you let Duke sew them up,” he put.
Berwick rolled his eyes in contempt at Thetis’ comment. Berwick might be the youngest there, but that never meant he didn’t know what he was doing.
"You don't need to get every wound, Duke; I’m feeling better already," Berwick told the older demon. He looked over his shoulder at the bigger man, seeing him glisten in the fire’s radiance. “Thanks for your help, Duke.”
“Are you sure, Berwick?” Duke questioned. “There are still some wounds to sew up.”
Thinking about Thetis’ suggestion, Duke settled on a decision.
“Berwick, you need to soak your wounds. I don’t want these wounds getting infected, so let’s go to the waterfall together,” Duke suggested, holding out a hand for Berwick to take.
“Um...okay,” answered a shrugging Berwick.
Holding Duke’s hand, Berwick followed Duke to the waterfall at last.
The moment they stopped at the waterfall, Berwick watched Duke strip down his trousers. Duke looked at Berwick with a curious question in mind, and it almost seemed amusing to ask it. “You do realise you have to take your clothes off if you want to shower, right?”
“But I’ll be getting naked outside,” mentioned a scared Berwick.
“Nobody else is here, though,” replied Duke. “Let me help you, baby boy.”
Drawing closer to Berwick, Duke’s hands went south to Berwick’s trousers. Berwick blushed at the older male, the younger demon smirked and laid a finger on Duke’s bare arm.
“This feels nice,” remarked Berwick.
“There,” mentioned Duke as he unbuttoned Berwick’s trousers. “Just need to take off your pants,” he added whilst he slipped his thumbs into the rim of Berwick’s trousers.
Grabbing Duke’s wrist, Berwick halted the man’s wandering hand. Berwick leaned in and planted a kiss onto Duke’s lips. He couldn’t touch his trousers without giving Berwick a kiss first, whatever was Duke thinking?!
“Berwick, what are you doing?” Duke questioned, not amused in the slightest. “I was trying to take off your trousers, not touch you up.”
Blushing hysterically at that remark, Berwick pulled away from Duke’s hand ever so quickly. “I’m sorry,” he gulped.
As soon as Berwick’s trousers and boots were removed by the bigger male, Duke held Berwick’s hand and gently guided him into the waterfall with him. Berwick noticed the moonlight shining on Duke’s skin, especially with his dark-coloured skin becoming wet by the cool water stream.
Pulling Berwick close to him, Duke saw a smile appearing along Berwick’s lips. He looked into Berwick’s eyes, noticing a small flame flickering within them. Hmm...Duke kissed Berwick on those little lips. He loved his baby boy so much.
“Wild water feels...nice, especially after a battle,” remarked Berwick.
Looking back into Duke’s indigo eyes, Berwick felt a shiver trail down his spine. It was his first time ever being naked outside in the woods. Berwick struggled to avert his gaze from the older man, particularly since he could feel something odd down below.
“Do you hear something?” Berwick asked, trying to start a conversation. He could feel Duke becoming hard, and Berwick blushed at the feel of a hard cock against his own limp willy.
Duke laughed some, “I only hear your voice,” he stated. Duke stepped closer to Berwick, holding him close to the warmth of his body. “I love you, baby boy,” he went in and gave Berwick another kiss.
Slowly gripping both of their penises in one hand, Duke began to slowly stroke both penises. Berwick watched Duke’s nimble hand, and in the act he felt his penis hardening. This was the first time Berwick had ever felt a cock rubbing against his own. Duke’s penis appeared ten inches in length, whereas Berwick’s penis was only six inches in length.
Gasping out in pleasure, Berwick felt an orgasm approaching. “D-Duke, ahh…” Berwick groaned, beginning to sweat at the feel. “This feels like something else.”
Frotting his cock with Duke’s did feel like heaven, as Berwick gripped both cocks in one hand like Duke. He helped Duke stroke both cocks against each other, and soon cum spurted from Berwick’s little penis. Crimson tip throbbing, Berwick’s spunk splattered over his and Duke’s cock.
“I want you so much, baby boy,” cooed Duke.
Duke pushed Berwick against a rocky wall behind the waterfall and went on to kiss his neck, feeling his soft skin against his lips with the smell of his natural musk playing on his nose. He slipped his erect cock into the pretty boy’s tight anus, pulling up his legs around his waist. Berwick wrapped his legs around Duke's waist, along with wrapping his arms around Duke’s collar.
“Oh, Granadia... ” Berwick gasped, feeling a sudden bite on his neck. He could feel tingles in his thighs, which was probably his cock wanting to blow more cum. “Is this why you wanted me to come here with you?” Berwick questioned.
“You clearly don’t realise how horny I get after a battle,” mentioned an eager Duke. “Maybe it’s because you’re always so shy.”
“Yes, ‘cause you always get erect when you win,” replied Berwick.
Pumping into Berwick, Duke grabbed Berwick’s short hair and yanked on a horn. Berwick gasped at the feel of his horns being pulled by the sexiest man alive. He bit onto his bottom lip...hard. Closing his eyes, Berwick felt each thrust up in his butt.
“You feel so good,” cooed Berwick.
Biting onto Berwick’s neck, Duke nibbled Berwick’s flesh gently and lightly. This biting turned into suckling and Berwick gripped Duke’s white hair. He could feel tender stinging on the area being suckled, but this tenderness felt all the more pleasurable. Berwick let out a moan. With Duke pounding his arse and biting his neck at the same time, this amount of pleasure encouraged a wave of pleasure to sweep through Berwick’s body.
Screaming out his lover’s name, Duke parted from Berwick’s neck and planted a kiss onto Berwick’s lips. “Shh, baby boy, don’t be so loud.”
The suckling on Berwick’s neck turned into a hickey.
Thrusting into Berwick, Duke released his own sperm into the younger demon’s rectum. Berwick beamed a satisfying smile at the feel of warm spunk in his butt. Pulling out of his arse, Duke guided Berwick over to the waterfall’s shower at last.
Feeling shaky legs, Berwick hugged Duke and couldn’t let go.
“Thanks for that,” he mumbled into the male’s shoulder.
~ ♡ ~
“Since you carry the element of fire, does the campfire make you feel...invincible?” Duke questioned with a chuckle.
"It definitely makes it more homestead for me," Berwick replied with a giggle. “ I want you, ” he gave a devilish smirk.
“Berwick, we’ve literally just had sex,” reminded Duke.
A little purple blush dusted Duke’s cheekbones, but he didn’t really have anything to say on the matter. He remembered the waterfall and all. However, Duke could see the lust building up in Berwick’s eyes; he could see that little flame start up again.
Trailing a finger down Duke’s bare chest, Berwick purred at what he was thinking. Berwick just wanted to suck Duke’s cock.
“Do you...think we could do stuff?” Berwick asked, looking up into Duke’s indigo eyes.
“Well...um...sure.”
“That’s just what I wanted to hear,” smirked Berwick. “Do you think...I could top you this time?” Berwick asked.
“Berwick, do you know what you’re doing?” Duke asked. “I don’t want you to suddenly hurt me.”
“I’ve always wanted to try topping you,” purred Berwick. “Can I top you, please, daddy?”
“...All right. If you fuck up, I’ll push you off,” warned Duke.
Pinning Duke down, Berwick ventured south and unzipped Duke’s trousers. The swordsman licked the tip of Duke’s cock before he pulled Duke’s trousers down. Berwick watched Duke’s cock becoming erect almost immediately. He grinned, his hot breath glazing over the older demon’s manhood.
Duke just had to question, “What’s gotten you in the mood for another round?”
“You put me in this mood,” cooed a flirty Berwick. “You clearly don’t realise how horny I get just by being with you... alone .”
It looked like this was the time of night when the little demon’s lust awoke at last, and Berwick couldn’t help but lick up Duke’s bare, sweaty thighs. He smelled of natural musk, iron, and tasted of salt. Berwick loved the taste of Duke’s skin.
Berwick went on to hug his lips around Duke’s erect manhood, beginning to suck his thick meat. Tasting like salty musk, Berwick’s tongue slurped the veiny length and the pearls of precum along with it.
His hand worked on the base, giving Duke a wank as he played with the foreskin. Berwick looked up at Duke, watching purple hues colour his handsome face.
"Oh, baby boy ..." Duke let out a moan of deep pleasure. His toes curled back, his back arched, as Duke pushed his cock deeper into Berwick’s warm mouth. Hot like fire, which really boiled the dark unit’s hormones.
Hearing Berwick's gag, Duke quickly pulled out. He sat up, gripped Berwick’s black hair, and watched his penis hit Berwick in the face...which Berwick probably never cared about.
“Are you okay, Berwick? Did that hurt you?” Duke asked.
Laughing in response to Duke, Berwick licked up Duke’s erect cock in the process. “No, I want it!” Berwick whined.
“Okay, but only take in what you can...I don’t want you to force yourself to deepthroat me,” stated Duke.
Rolling his eyes at Duke’s words, Berwick went in and hugged his lips around Duke’s dick once again. Not caring in the slightest, Berwick took every inch into his warm mouth. His tongue teased the veiny flesh. Berwick pulled the dick out of his mouth, merely to lick up the pearl of cum that appeared on the slick slit of Duke’s cock.
Duke sighed, “Every time you deepthroat, I guess I’ll just have to pull your hair.”
Focusing on the crimson tip, Berwick suckled the mushroom tip whilst keeping his gaze locked on Duke’s indigo eyes. Duke never wanted to say this, but he thought Berwick looked cute like this. Duke bit onto his bottom lip, watching Berwick suckle the tip repeatedly.
“I...think...I’m gonna cum,” he wheezed.
It was those scarlet eyes just staring at him that made his cock twitch. Berwick kept suckling that tip, licking it with his tongue. Cum filled Berwick’s mouth within seconds, and Berwick swallowed every drop of Duke’s cum.
“Fuck...that’s hot,” remarked Duke.
Parting his lips from Duke’s cock, Berwick went on to give a handjob. Feeling Duke trembling, Berwick smirked at those quivering legs...realising that Duke was close to ejecting. Berwick had been servicing Duke’s penis, allowing his hand to stroke up and then down repeatedly.
"Cum for me more, daddy," cooed the fire demon. “I’ll be milking your cock all night otherwise.”
Berwick spread the bigger man’s legs in an impatient rush, spitting on his anus to make it wet enough before he pushed Duke’s legs back. Berwick had been holding back, and he penetrated Duke’s tight hole at last. Berwick held the bigger male’s cock with one hand and plowed away into the white-haired demon’s butt.
Cock overwhelmed with pleasure, Duke squirmed at the force of Berwick's cock thrusting deeply into his anus. Berwick watched as the remaining of Duke’s sperm flowed from the dark unit’s penis like a fountain, splattering over his chest.
Giving Duke a kiss, Berwick slipped his tongue into Duke’s mouth. Keeping up the pace, Berwick drove his penis into Duke’s tight arse. Duke could hear Berwick panting, out of breath as he pounded. Cringing some at the taste of his own cock, it looked like Berwick never thought that part through!
Pulling away from Duke’s mouth, Berwick bit Duke’s neck. He released into the male’s anus, filling up his rectum with hot spunk. Berwick performed a quick, hard thrust, making sure that all of his sperm was in Duke’s butt. He pulled out, feeling his cock twitch as soon as he released.
Berwick looked down at his aching penis, tears swelling up in his eyes at the achy pleasure he felt in his groin. He glanced back at Duke’s blushing face, biting onto his bottom lip with excitement.
“That felt so good for my first time,” Berwick mentioned.
Out of breath, Berwick collapsed into Duke’s arms. He gave Duke a sweaty hug, feeling the cold sweat on Duke’s body as well as his own. The gentle breeze of the night surely helped with the hot, sweaty feeling, however.
“Did you like that?” Berwick questioned.
“I’m not sucking you off,” replied Duke.
Motionless, Duke laid on the grass with Berwick laying on top of him. Duke didn’t know who was more out of breath, him or Berwick.
“That’s enough sex for one night,” exhaled Duke.
“Where did Thetis go?” Berwick questioned.
Duke remarked, “I don’t really care right now,” he admitted. “He’s probably in a tent.”
~ ♡ ~
Waking up in the tent, Berwick woke up in Duke’s muscular arms. Berwick snuggled his face in Duke’s chest for a moment. He felt Duke’s white chest hair brush against his face, which did make Berwick’s face feel ticklish.
“Duke,” mumbled Berwick. “Are you awake?”
Groaning, Duke nodded his head.
Giving Duke a kiss, Berwick tasted cigarettes on Duke’s mouth. Berwick cringed some, thinking about the cigarette taste that was now on his lips. “When did you last smoke?” Berwick asked.
“An hour ago,” replied Duke. “Why does it matter?”
“I didn’t hear you get up,” gasped Berwick.
“Well, I was quiet.”
“When are we going back home?” Berwick asked, resting his chin on Duke’s bare chest.
“Soon.”
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