Tatsumaki, the formidable floor guardian of the 3rd floor in the grand structure of Nazarick, found herself contemplating an unusual desire. According to the meeting, she was the one who should go to her lords room but Shalltear cheated her and got first.
In a secluded chamber adorned with intricate decorations, Tatsumaki decided to make her move.
As she approached Arthur, the air crackled with tension. Tatsumaki, known for her straightforward nature, looked at Arthur with a determined gaze. "My Lord, there's something I've been meaning to discuss with you," she began, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability that was rarely seen.
"Tatsumaki, are you drunk," Arthur asked.
Tatsumaki with giggle, "Just a little bit for summoning my courage."
Arthur nodded, "Tell me what you want to talk."
"Can we talk inside your room, My Lord." Tatsumaki said.
"Inside my room?" Arthur let a knowing smile as he lead Tatsumaki to his room.
Just as both Tatsumaki and Arthur entered the room, Tatsumaki used her psychic ability and jumped on Arthur, who, by the laws of physics, fell down on the floor. Tatsumaki then sat down on Arthur's stomach.
The unexpected display of Tatsumaki's psychic prowess caught Arthur off guard as he found himself sprawled on the floor. Tatsumaki, with a mischievous grin, settled herself on his stomach using the leverage of her psychic abilities. The room fell silent for a moment, the air thick with a mixture of surprise and tension.
Arthur, regaining his composure, raised an eyebrow, "Tatsumaki, this is an unconventional way to make a point. What is the meaning of this?"
Tatsumaki, still seated on him, responded with a playful smirk, "Yesterday was day to service you, My Lord, but that stupid mosquito stole that opportunity. I wanted to show you the strength of our connection."
Seriously, did I make them this forward with their actions? Since the situation has come to this...
"You are a pervert, Tatsumaki, to think that you would even try to force yourself on to me."
"I am not a pervert." Tatsumaki said.
"I'm not the one who goes out in that dress and has message boards wondering if I'm even wearing panties underneath."
The girl's anger reached full-on pissed off. Pointing a finger at Arthur, she used her psychic powers to fling him onto the bed, keeping him pinned on his back. "And how exactly would you know about those places?" She floated over the man without a care for the law of gravity. "But why don't I give you definitive proof!" The drunk esper exclaimed as she spun in the air and slammed her butt against the Arthur face.
"It's actually pure silk." She boasted while literally rubbing it in Arthur face. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" She let out an evil laugh, bellowing from her ingenious actions that left the annoying jerk speechless. Winding down and wiping a tear from her eye she looked down and realized the obvious. This update Äąs available on ð·ðļðŋðŪðĩ~ðððĢð~ðĢððĐ
I knew that silk because I was one who created you. Arthur said mentally.
"Oh, you are hard. Huh." She really didn't think this through. Gulping at seeing the tent in the Arthur's pants, Tatsumaki suddenly noticed the heat that was in her own body, feeling the Arthur's muffled voice rumble through her core and his lips pressing against her panty clad pussy that she was rubbing against his face.
Despite her own desires, Tatsumaki wanted to mess with him more. "See, you're the pervert, you're the one who got hard because I'm rubbing my... crotch against your face... Nevermind that!" She waved her hand and Arthur pants started to get undone. Pulling his underwear off along with it as it slid off his legs onto a pile on the floor.
Tatsumaki finally went silent for a moment as she saw the nuisance's thick, veiny, cock standing directly up. Her brain tried to reboot a few times and tell her that she really shouldn't be doing this, but it didn't work as she came up with a new way to prove that Arthur was the pervert.
Putting her feet forward, the green haired psychic leaned back to get more comfortable while she ran her soles along his huge shaft. Very sloppily pumping it with her feet, but still getting the Arthur beneath her to moan and pre-cum to drip from his bulbous tip.
"See, you're the one who's getting off on th- IIIIEEEAAAAA!!!" She screamed in surprise when Arashi's hot and wet tongue started to push forward. "Pervert! You're trying to eat me out through my panties! Stop being such an idiot." She brought a hand down and pulled them off to the side. "There, now you c-AAAAHhhh~!" Now that he could properly give her oral, Tatsumaki felt an entirely different pleasure than any of the times she'd masturbated.
Without warning, his hands dug into her heavy thighs and pulled her down; further shoving his tongue into her pussy and getting even more drunk off of her taste. Tatsumaki had been so wrapped up in pleasure that she let his psychic bindings slip. Her own ministrations fell to the side as she was so wrapped up in her growing bliss, that she entirely forgot about where her feet were until her Lord beneath her bucked his hips.
Arthur didn't understand what was happening and at the moment he didn't give a damn. All he knew was that there was a shortstack angry psychic currently grinding her pussy into his face while she got him off with her feet and that was all he cared about. His fingers digging into Tatsumaki's soft thighs, he tasted every nook and cranny of the woman's honeypot. When his tongue flicked across her clit he could have sworn he heard a girlish squeal come from her and licked it again.
Tatsumaki had to clamp a hand over her mouth to try and suppress the moan that threatened to spill out. An angry growl came out of her and she looked down at his cock, working her feet faster. "Oh, you think you can make me cum, do you? Well I'll make you cum first!"