Strange Love
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+. to F › Card Captor Sakura
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
30
Views:
25,880
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own - CARD CAPTORS, TSUBASA, or any other Clamp thing. I wrote this for my own amusement. I do not make any money from these writings. Please don't sue
Syaoran cries
NOTE: I do not own Tsubasa or Rayeath, Clamp does. I decided to have Ryouou x Naoko as an homage to Magic Knights Rayearth - Ferio x Naoko, the green-clad swordsman x the glasses-girl.
Ryuou expected to lick each other out until he came three times, Sakura and the rest of the squad would move onto the next guy and the next, and until he tasted the likes of every single cheerleader. Ryuou relished the thought, until…
R-R-R-Rip!
He looked at his penis. There sitting secured around its length was a pink condom. Ryuou eyes turned to the others also had their penises covered in multicolored hues.
Sakura giggled. As the girls prepared themselves. Rei Tachibana on the other hand was already prepared. She gave a gloating look at Ry, “You are so going to enjoy yourself…”
Ryuou focus turned to Naoko. He felt like Ferio (Rayearth) if Fuu (Rayearth) was found with another man. He watched in deep excitement as she started to squat over the red condom on Yuta’s penis…
Ry just nodded as Rei squatted on his member, letting it fleck back and forth for a bit across her pubic mound and soft flesh. Then Ry slipped it inside...
Sakura poked his cheek as she kneeled on top of him, “Oooh that is fun! But, here is even more fun!”
She took a breath, with her soft fleshy butt briefly raised. Her fingers took the pink package and slipped it inside like a rat into a wheat-shaped cave.
Ryuou’s focus was now on Sakura, her tight walls squeezing him. His hands groped around her ass-cheeks helping her in her moans…
Sakura’s face showed pure joy. So was Rei’s face moaning in pleasure as she rode Ry like a horse…
Naoko’s on the other hand was only slightly pleasure-filled grin. Yuta was not to her liking. Yuta was an ugly little monster of a boy with a face pot marked with scars from picking his massive ache…
A shimmer in her glasses glanced over to Sakura, somehow she saw him as some sort of fantasy hero with a massive sword almost as big as his body, the kind of man she read about. She relished the taste of his semen in her mouth wishing to trade places with Sakura-Chan…
Syaoran looked in. His amber eyes surveyed the scene. Rei Tachibana looked across the room at him, “Why don’t you join us, Syaoran-kun?”
With those words, Sakura came. She glanced over, hoping to see his face.
However, he was not there…
Quick as a boiled cabbage, he had run. He ran hard, he ran long. He could not let “her” see him crying.
If this were six months ago, he and Ryuou would have had it out. Swords would have been the least of it - only Sakura‘s green eyes could stop him...
Once the door of his apartment was closed, he sunk down to the floor, “Sakura…”
It felt so long ago when he was her rival.
It felt so long ago when he played rival for her heart with Eriol.
It felt so long ago when he won her heart.
It felt so long ago with the Void Card. It felt so long ago that he the next day after that card took her virginity.
He sat there thinking of better days.
Of how they were since that card were practically man and wife.
The only thing keeping them from producing a litter of little Sakuras and little Syaorans was Touya being a cock-block and insisting, “Unless you‘re family, wear a condom. Age of consent in Japan is 14, age of marriage is 18.”
He slipped his hand into his pants punishing his penis wishing for those better days…
Before the dreams started, before his nightmares…
He punished his testicles trying to make them go away…
How those nightmares parted them…
* * *
Syaoran found him standing, aged 10 dressed in green robes overflowing. The silk layers were perfect for the soft heat of the desert around. His eyes looked down at the city, the houses each looking like pudding cups or domes. The palace was massive covered in perfect filigree, but in the distance was a cyclopean structure that looked like two massive wings stuck deep into sand.
A shiver. This place scared him.
“Something the matter,” a hand placed onto his shoulder.
He did not want to be here, but wanted to be here. His lip quivered, “I can’t do anything for Sakura…”
“During the purification times, Princess Sakura is not allowed any meat but can have cream,” Queen Nadeshiko placed her finger onto his lips…
He innocently looked up at the tall older woman, her elegant body covered in almost transparent silk, “Cream?”
“Yes,’ she cradled his head against her D-cup breasts sitting him down in a pile of cushions, “Like to help?”
The 10-year-old nodded until he saw her hand rub against his crotch, “What are you doing…”
“Preparing the cream,” she rested him against her slipping her hand inside, nimbly coxing his penis, “You really do like Sakura, don’t you?”
Nod, “I do anything for her. Even if I have to suffer, I would take on her sufferings…”
“No, no,” she twitched her finger across his tip letting it out, “You don‘t have to…”
He laid there enjoying her touch not even seeing how her other hand took a cup to let his ejaculate fall into…
“That is a good boy, no wonder she would do anything for you,” if he looked up, Nadeskiko’s face showed an almost sad look when she spoke to him, “Even if she have to suffer, she would take on your sufferings…”
The ten-year-old came with a giddy smile his white liquid coating the cup, “She does not have to - I…”
She looked at her hand, licked it off, “You did quite well for your first time.”
“Really,” he looked up at her graceful older face.
“Yes, let us see if I can help out a little more,” the older woman slid off the cushions resting the cup right between her breasts. Her tongue brushed against the small boy’s prick, rubbing it against her D-cups. Soon, it did not take him long to go again…
“I am sorry,” he bowed his head twice.
She giggled at him licking off the cream off her face as enter Princess Sakura dressed barely in a harem dress. He took a pillow and covered himself, his penis on end just seeing her like this…
“What you doing, mommy?”
“Oh, nothing, just getting some cream. Syaoran helped,” she presented the cup, “Like some?”
With pillow in front of his crotch, Syaoran jumped up ready to object. Like a shot glass, the princess downed the thick, cream…
“It is strange… It is different from anything I have ever tasted,” she innocently blinked her eyes, “And you helped, Syaoran-kun?”
Immediately he sat down, keeping the pillow in place giving a nod.
“Well, what was is like?”
“It is wonderful. It is salty, sweet, and creamy and… strange… I don’t know, but I think I could get used to it…”
Nadeshiko giggled at her, “The same way I enjoyed your father’s “help,” she rested her daughter’s head against her chest, “It is always better from the source.”
“Really?”
Nod, “Always better.”
“Okay,” Sakura nodded, “Like how?”
“Let us leave it a surprise. Close your eyes,” Nadeshiko directed her precious ten-year-old child watching her do so. She took a semi-transparent piece of cloth and placed it in front of Sakura’s eyes. Syaoran began to fidget as if he wanted to run, but having these women like this, he could not find his legs. In a musical voice, Nadeshiko spoke to Syaoran as she removed the pillow, “Now, be a good boy and “help.” All you have to do is suckle, Sakura, and Syaoran will do all the work.”
“Okay.”
Syaoran nodded watching Sakura’s face move closer and closer until it gorged around his ten-year-old penis. Nadeshiko’s soft hand cupped the back of Sakura’s head keeping it so that her precious child would not gag, but also her other hand was brushing against the ten-year-old testes coxing them to deliver again…
Seeing her cough, Syaoran asked, “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I am okay. Oh, no it is wonderful,” removing the blindfold, she turned to her mother not seeing Syaoran re-cover himself, “I could really get used to it…”
“Of course you could,” Nadeshiko could not help herself - she had to laugh. Taking a breath to steady herself, the queen added, “Well, it is all thanks to Syaoran’s “help.”
“Really?”
Nod.
She hugged him.
Again, his penis jabbed up into the pillow.
* * *
How those nightmares parted them…
He knew that even a hypersexual one like that would not end well…
He could only change the future if he was never near Sakura…
“She,” Sakura, was the woman he would die for - in this world and the next, and next, and next, and the next … etc.
Ryuou expected to lick each other out until he came three times, Sakura and the rest of the squad would move onto the next guy and the next, and until he tasted the likes of every single cheerleader. Ryuou relished the thought, until…
R-R-R-Rip!
He looked at his penis. There sitting secured around its length was a pink condom. Ryuou eyes turned to the others also had their penises covered in multicolored hues.
Sakura giggled. As the girls prepared themselves. Rei Tachibana on the other hand was already prepared. She gave a gloating look at Ry, “You are so going to enjoy yourself…”
Ryuou focus turned to Naoko. He felt like Ferio (Rayearth) if Fuu (Rayearth) was found with another man. He watched in deep excitement as she started to squat over the red condom on Yuta’s penis…
Ry just nodded as Rei squatted on his member, letting it fleck back and forth for a bit across her pubic mound and soft flesh. Then Ry slipped it inside...
Sakura poked his cheek as she kneeled on top of him, “Oooh that is fun! But, here is even more fun!”
She took a breath, with her soft fleshy butt briefly raised. Her fingers took the pink package and slipped it inside like a rat into a wheat-shaped cave.
Ryuou’s focus was now on Sakura, her tight walls squeezing him. His hands groped around her ass-cheeks helping her in her moans…
Sakura’s face showed pure joy. So was Rei’s face moaning in pleasure as she rode Ry like a horse…
Naoko’s on the other hand was only slightly pleasure-filled grin. Yuta was not to her liking. Yuta was an ugly little monster of a boy with a face pot marked with scars from picking his massive ache…
A shimmer in her glasses glanced over to Sakura, somehow she saw him as some sort of fantasy hero with a massive sword almost as big as his body, the kind of man she read about. She relished the taste of his semen in her mouth wishing to trade places with Sakura-Chan…
Syaoran looked in. His amber eyes surveyed the scene. Rei Tachibana looked across the room at him, “Why don’t you join us, Syaoran-kun?”
With those words, Sakura came. She glanced over, hoping to see his face.
However, he was not there…
Quick as a boiled cabbage, he had run. He ran hard, he ran long. He could not let “her” see him crying.
If this were six months ago, he and Ryuou would have had it out. Swords would have been the least of it - only Sakura‘s green eyes could stop him...
Once the door of his apartment was closed, he sunk down to the floor, “Sakura…”
It felt so long ago when he was her rival.
It felt so long ago when he played rival for her heart with Eriol.
It felt so long ago when he won her heart.
It felt so long ago with the Void Card. It felt so long ago that he the next day after that card took her virginity.
He sat there thinking of better days.
Of how they were since that card were practically man and wife.
The only thing keeping them from producing a litter of little Sakuras and little Syaorans was Touya being a cock-block and insisting, “Unless you‘re family, wear a condom. Age of consent in Japan is 14, age of marriage is 18.”
He slipped his hand into his pants punishing his penis wishing for those better days…
Before the dreams started, before his nightmares…
He punished his testicles trying to make them go away…
How those nightmares parted them…
* * *
Syaoran found him standing, aged 10 dressed in green robes overflowing. The silk layers were perfect for the soft heat of the desert around. His eyes looked down at the city, the houses each looking like pudding cups or domes. The palace was massive covered in perfect filigree, but in the distance was a cyclopean structure that looked like two massive wings stuck deep into sand.
A shiver. This place scared him.
“Something the matter,” a hand placed onto his shoulder.
He did not want to be here, but wanted to be here. His lip quivered, “I can’t do anything for Sakura…”
“During the purification times, Princess Sakura is not allowed any meat but can have cream,” Queen Nadeshiko placed her finger onto his lips…
He innocently looked up at the tall older woman, her elegant body covered in almost transparent silk, “Cream?”
“Yes,’ she cradled his head against her D-cup breasts sitting him down in a pile of cushions, “Like to help?”
The 10-year-old nodded until he saw her hand rub against his crotch, “What are you doing…”
“Preparing the cream,” she rested him against her slipping her hand inside, nimbly coxing his penis, “You really do like Sakura, don’t you?”
Nod, “I do anything for her. Even if I have to suffer, I would take on her sufferings…”
“No, no,” she twitched her finger across his tip letting it out, “You don‘t have to…”
He laid there enjoying her touch not even seeing how her other hand took a cup to let his ejaculate fall into…
“That is a good boy, no wonder she would do anything for you,” if he looked up, Nadeskiko’s face showed an almost sad look when she spoke to him, “Even if she have to suffer, she would take on your sufferings…”
The ten-year-old came with a giddy smile his white liquid coating the cup, “She does not have to - I…”
She looked at her hand, licked it off, “You did quite well for your first time.”
“Really,” he looked up at her graceful older face.
“Yes, let us see if I can help out a little more,” the older woman slid off the cushions resting the cup right between her breasts. Her tongue brushed against the small boy’s prick, rubbing it against her D-cups. Soon, it did not take him long to go again…
“I am sorry,” he bowed his head twice.
She giggled at him licking off the cream off her face as enter Princess Sakura dressed barely in a harem dress. He took a pillow and covered himself, his penis on end just seeing her like this…
“What you doing, mommy?”
“Oh, nothing, just getting some cream. Syaoran helped,” she presented the cup, “Like some?”
With pillow in front of his crotch, Syaoran jumped up ready to object. Like a shot glass, the princess downed the thick, cream…
“It is strange… It is different from anything I have ever tasted,” she innocently blinked her eyes, “And you helped, Syaoran-kun?”
Immediately he sat down, keeping the pillow in place giving a nod.
“Well, what was is like?”
“It is wonderful. It is salty, sweet, and creamy and… strange… I don’t know, but I think I could get used to it…”
Nadeshiko giggled at her, “The same way I enjoyed your father’s “help,” she rested her daughter’s head against her chest, “It is always better from the source.”
“Really?”
Nod, “Always better.”
“Okay,” Sakura nodded, “Like how?”
“Let us leave it a surprise. Close your eyes,” Nadeshiko directed her precious ten-year-old child watching her do so. She took a semi-transparent piece of cloth and placed it in front of Sakura’s eyes. Syaoran began to fidget as if he wanted to run, but having these women like this, he could not find his legs. In a musical voice, Nadeshiko spoke to Syaoran as she removed the pillow, “Now, be a good boy and “help.” All you have to do is suckle, Sakura, and Syaoran will do all the work.”
“Okay.”
Syaoran nodded watching Sakura’s face move closer and closer until it gorged around his ten-year-old penis. Nadeshiko’s soft hand cupped the back of Sakura’s head keeping it so that her precious child would not gag, but also her other hand was brushing against the ten-year-old testes coxing them to deliver again…
Seeing her cough, Syaoran asked, “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I am okay. Oh, no it is wonderful,” removing the blindfold, she turned to her mother not seeing Syaoran re-cover himself, “I could really get used to it…”
“Of course you could,” Nadeshiko could not help herself - she had to laugh. Taking a breath to steady herself, the queen added, “Well, it is all thanks to Syaoran’s “help.”
“Really?”
Nod.
She hugged him.
Again, his penis jabbed up into the pillow.
* * *
How those nightmares parted them…
He knew that even a hypersexual one like that would not end well…
He could only change the future if he was never near Sakura…
“She,” Sakura, was the woman he would die for - in this world and the next, and next, and next, and the next … etc.