As it is Written

As it is Written

A Hayate the Combat Butler prawnfest

By

EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.

(this is just weird XD)

If there was one area, out of all others, where A-tan had truly taught Hayate well, it was in how to please a woman. They may have both been little kids, at the time (or at least may have looked like little kids, in Athena's case...) but that didn't stop the blonde from frequently ordering her butler to pleasure her.

And the fact that she would beat him whenever he failed to perform up to her expectations meant that little Hayate had had some very good motivation for improving his sexual prowess. He had learned the intricacies of the female body, inside and out, practiced all of the best maneuvers until he could bring his mistress to orgasm with just a few touches.

Though trauma had sealed away those particular memories, and caused Hayate's ability in bed to sharply decline from its formerly godlike levels, he was still unbelievably skilled. He could still make a woman come with relative ease, and with every session of intercourse he regained a little bit more of those once-lost skills.

"AHHHH!" Hatsuho wailed only a few minutes after Hayate started fucking her. "I'm coming, Hayate-sama...!"

And she did indeed come. Her juices sprayed out, spurting over her son-in-law's thick, throbbing manhood. And her pussy tightened, squeezing down hard on the butler's shaft.

"Ungh...!" Hayate grunted, coming inside of Hatsuho. He kissed her womb. His semen flooded her cunt.

"Ohhhh..." she moaned, panting and mewling. "Incredible... I feel incredible..."

Hayate smiled at her, eyes bright. Reaching a hand up, he squeezed one of the woman's modestly small breasts. She gasped, and he felt her come again almost immediately.

"This seems so easy..." Hayate whispered half to himself. "You're so easy to pleasure, Saginomiya-san."

He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. They tasted sweet, and they were soft against his. She moaned weakly into his mouth, and Hayate smiled into the kiss. He plunged his manhood into her pussy once more, and he really moved it around, getting into all of the hard to reach spots. He felt the velvety folds of her womanhood caress his shaft as he pleasured her.

"Ahhn..." Hatsuho whimpered. Her whole body was shivering, and she sounded borderline incoherent. "I'm coming..." she moaned, scarcely more than ten seconds after Hayate had resumed fucking her.

Her nectar gushed over his groin once more, and Hayate felt her squeeze him tightly. Yet he wasn't quite at the point of coming, himself...

Frowning, half-unconsciously he felt himself push something somewhere inside his body. He focused intently on the task at hand, perceiving intuitively that Hatsuho would have nothing left after this orgasm, and forced himself to ejaculate at the same time she was.

Hatsuho moaned happily at this. She shivered euphorically beneath him, before going limp.

Not more than seven minutes had passed. Chiharu wasn't even back yet.

Frowning a little, Hayate pulled out of Hatsuho.

"You need to work on your endurance," he remarked pleasantly, before standing up and turning his attention to Isumi.

"I don't think it's my endurance, though..." murmured Hatsuho to herself, watching thoughtfully as Hayate went to embrace her daughter. "You are skilled, Hayate-sama... Truly skilled beyond measure... and improving so rapidly, too..." She smiled weakly. "It's almost a little frightening. But you may just be... the greatest lover... ever."

Even as Hatsuho was saying this, Hayate had thrust himself into Isumi. He pushed his manhood into the girl's hot, tight pussy, making her squeal in ecstasy. He held her small, slender frame tightly against himself. She was soft, her skin smooth and her hair silky.

"OH, YES!" she screamed as Hayate rocked his hips furiously back and forth against her pelvis. The wet slapping sound as her fucked her cunt was loud enough to wake the dead, to say nothing of her cries. "OH, HAYATE-SAMA! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!"

Isumi's cunt was tight, squeezing against his cock. Hayate reached his hands down to squeeze Isumi's small, soft buttocks while continuing to pound her.

"Oh yeaaah," he moaned. "OH YEAH!" he cried, louder, really getting into it. "Isumi-san...! Oh, yes! Ohhhh!"

"AHHH! ahh! Ahhhhhh!" Isumi wailed incoherently. "It hurts...! It hurts...! Hayate-sama, my pussy...!"

"Ohhh, you're so tight, Isumi-san..." Hayate groaned, grinding himself furious inside of her. Her blossom was fragrant and enticing as he fucked her, and the tightness was truly magnificent. "So fucking tight...!"

Isumi's eyes widened. She could feel Hayate's rod ramming up against her cervix, and she just lost control at that point. "Oh, God! Ohgod! OHGOD!" she screamed. "I'm COOOOMmmmiing...!"

She threw her head back, unable to bear it. Her screams were ear-piercing in volume. Hayate's cock was stretching her out so much. It was so big, and he was putting in her so hard...

She came. Her juices spurted out over Hayate's dick. She could feel his fingers teasing her anus, and that was just too much for her. She couldn't stand it. She felt like she was going to die from pleasure.

Isumi's face was beet red. She was panting heavily, and sweat was pouring down her petite, nubile form. Hayate's hands wandered skillfully over her aching, horny loli body, teasing and pleasuring her with all the skill of a sex god. Before she even knew what was happening, she felt herself come a second time. Then a third, and a fourth, all in rapid succession.

"Noooo..." she moaned weakly. Hayate's cock was still going strong inside of her. He was pumping back and forth furiously. His pace was slowing. "I... I'm dying..." she moaned. "I feel like I'm dying..."

She swooned, collapsing bonelessly onto Hayate's chest.

"Isumi-san?" said her lover. He reluctantly stopped thrusting, though he had yet to come. "Are you okay?"

"I can't..." she weakly moaned. "I can't... I'm sorry Hayate-sama... my body is too weak..." She whimpered, pressing her face against his chest. "I... I don't have the strength... to keep going..." she panted, barely able to form a complete sentence.

Hayate looked sheepish.

"Oh," he said. "I guess I got carried away... or something..."

Isumi whimpered. "If..." she said. "If only I had some of your seed... if I could swallow some of it, I would be rejuvenated..."

Hayate's eyes widened.

"That's right..." he said. "If I give you some of my seed, you'll be good to go...?"

Isumi nodded weakly. "But I don't think I can even... suck it out... as tired as I am..."

Hayate frowned thoughtfully. "Well, maybe... maybe you don't have to suck it out..." he said, before pulling out of Isumi and lifting her up in his arms. He carried her over to the couch, and laid her down on it.

Hayate looked down at Isumi, drinking in the sight of her slender, naked body. Her skin was flushed bright red, and her tiny pink nipples were pointing straight up. Her flat, smooth belly led to her delicious navel, and her soaking wet pussy.

His cock twitched, yet Hayate could also tell that he wasn't anywhere near coming. Even with the masturbation fodder that Isumi's lolicious form would provide, it would take him a fair amount of masturbating to get anything into her mouth.

Again, this could be blamed on his former mistress, not that Hayate remembered it. Athena had been the one to severely punish him every time he ejaculated prematurely, when "playing" with him, and those punishments had not been the fun kind. A-tan was a harsh mistress and a cruel teacher, but her methods were nothing if not effective. Thanks to her "encouragement", Hayate had acquired an almost superhuman control of his genitals.

Back then, she had taught Hayate to come only when she ordered him to, and he still remembered these lessons on a subconscious level.

But Hayate had a thought, as he looked down at Isumi.

'I wonder...' he thought. 'When I came inside Hatsuho-san, earlier... well, logically, I shouldn't have, I guess. I wasn't anywhere near that point, but I just wanted really badly to come with her...'

He frowned thoughtfully.

'It couldn't be... could it? Is that even possible...? I mean, I've heard of mind over matter, but surely this... this couldn't possibly work. Right?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

"Open wide, dear," said Hayate to Isumi. He grabbed his cock in his free hand, angling himself closer to his betrothed's cute little mouth as she opened it in a sexy little 'O'.

He closed his eyes, focusing. He tried to think back on what had been going through his head when he had come inside Hatsuho, tried to reproduce those thoughts here and now.

It came much more easily, this time. Almost as though a blockage had been loosened, the second Hayate thought about seriously making himself come, andwilled the semen to come out, it, well, came.

A massive load of thick, white sperm shot straight into Isumi's mouth. It felt like a gallon, and certainly Isumi was hard pressed to swallow even a fraction of it. Most of the eruption sprayed her face, and her hair, as well as her neck, upper chest, and the couch cushions.

It was a ludicrously huge ejaculation.

But Isumi swallowed what she could, and eagerly licked up much of the rest.

"Ohhh..." she moaned. "So incredible, Hayate-sama... it tastes even better than before, and there's so much..." She purred, actually coming a little as she rolled over to start licking the couch cushions.

Her cute, tight little bum waved temptingly in the air. Isumi was making some truly lewd noises, too, as she licked Hayate's semen off of the couch. She seemed to be back to one hundred percent, and maybe even a notch above that.

Briefly, Hayate pondered the ramifications of the fact that, apparently, he could make himself ejaculate at will.

Then, after a few seconds of that, he hopped up on the couch and grabbed his fiancee's hips.

"This might hurt a little, Isumi-san~" he chirped cheerfully. Then, lining himself up, her spread her butt cheeks and rammed his cock all the way in.

A/N: Yeah, I dunno. The Hayate being able to ejaculate on command is something from a brief collab I did with FlashWally22 that sorta petered out fairly early in. But with Hatsuho and Isumi's established thing of getting nourishment from Hayate's bodily fluids, well...

...it just seemed a really convenient plot device to recycle. Plus, if he wrote that everyone was able to get nourishment from his semen the way the Saginomiya's do, and gave himself someway to restore his own energy... well, can anyone say infinitely escalating orgy? XD

(chapter title is an acronym of On-Demand Ejaculation ;P)

Updated: 12-14-13

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