The Divine Heir And His Wolf (Sekiro)

The Divine Heir And His Wolf (Sekiro)

A/N: The Divine Heir and his Wolf is a commissioned one shot originally written back in July of 2020. Posting it up now for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which Kuro the Divine Heir makes use of a Fem!Sekiro to calm his raging libido and satisfy his big fat cock.

Themes: Dom/Sub, Big Dick, Rough Sex

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"Wolf. Attend me."

Even as his ever-present shinobi melts out of the shadows and drops to one knee before him, bowing her head in supplication towards her young lord, Kuro can't help but feel a slight flutter in his chest. Not that it shows. The Divine Heir is nothing if not dignified, both in appearance and demeanor, despite his young age and small size.

That doesn't stop him from looking though, and as he does so, he lets out a small sigh. This is the problem. Right here... Sekiro's tits. His shinobi is loyal, Kuro knows this. She is a capable warrior, despite losing her arm and him in the same battle. She regained both eventually, did she not? She came and got him back, after being given a new arm just as good as her first.

However, her arm was not the problem. The problem was Sekiro's body. Kuro's loyal wolf was... a woman. Kuro had always known this before, intellectually at least. He'd been quite aware that Sekiro was a female shinobi, as rare as those were. Emma was the same way, though Emma was more ladylike in her kendo then Sekiro had ever been. There was a reason Emma was known as The Gentle Blade, and Sekiro was simply The Wolf.

There, kneeling before Kuro now... his Wolf doesn't even seem to realize that she's giving him a peak right down the front of her top. Her massive breasts are usually tied down by a wrap of some sorts, but even with that, they still bulge out from her chest and even with the wrap, they give an expanse of cleavage that Kuro... that Kuro cannot look away from.

It's driving the boy wild, to be frank. Even now, he can feel his arousal building, as he stares at his silent shinobi. Currently, Emma is out at the moment... which is why Kuro is doing this now. He'd rather not have her watching or judging or what have you. Biting his lower lip, the Divine Heir ultimately decides that now is when he will take the plunge... which means he needs to center himself and comport himself properly for this next part.

"Wolf. Tell me truthfully... when the Owl asked you to forsake your oath and renounce me in favor of him... you considered it at least briefly, did you not?"

His shinobi's head shoots up at that, her eyes going slightly wide at the accusation. Nevertheless, Kuro does not break his gaze. No, that is for his overly busty Wolf to do, her eyes eventually averting towards the floor again, before she finally softly admits that he's right.

"Briefly, my lord... but... yes."

Kuro nods decisively, and though it would probably surprise her to know it, that was precisely what he wanted to hear.

"Then you will need to be punished. Remove your top, my Wolf."

Sekiro's body moves on its own, and when her mind finally catches up with the order, she's already halfway through the process of stripping everything above the waist bare. She hesitates only briefly before continuing on and finishing up. Kuro doesn't exactly salivate at the sight of her bared flesh, but his mouth isn't exactly dry either.

Though, perhaps it goes a little dry when he lays eyes upon where his Wolf's body is joined to the fake arm that she's been given. Sekiro had lost that arm trying to defend him. She'd also failed to defend him at the time, but it was still a reminder of her loyalty and of her service. Under any other circumstances, Kuro wouldn't be doing this... but he'd decided he needed relief.

Stripped down to just the bandages wrapped around her bust, Sekiro drops her other knee and takes up the seiza position, supplicating herself before her lord and master as she plans her hands palm down atop her legs and awaits his judgement. Licking his lips, Kuro considers his Wolf for a long moment. He wants... he knows what he wants. Does he have the courage to take it?Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

... Yes, he decides after a moment. He does. At the very least, his body's reactions are making the decision for him. Out from under the traditional attire he's wearing, his cock is already making itself known. So, without further ado, the Divine Heir undoes the ties on his garments, and lets them fall away. The boy steps out of his clothes, and in every way but one, he is most definitely still a boy. His body is young and soft in its near-entirety.

However, it's the one way that it's not so soft or young that really counts. Down between his legs, growing harder and longer and thicker by the second... is Kuro's cock. His Wolf's eyes are fixed on it now, as she kneels there before him. She'd been averting her gaze down to the ground before, so now it's... well, it's basically right in the way of her line of sight.

She can't help but look, his loyal shinobi... but all the same, having her look upon his naked member only makes it grow thicker and heavier before her. Though, even without her looking, her mere presence would be capable of doing that. Even without her having removed her top, that did not stop Kuro from... growing hard any time he laid eyes on her recently.

Letting out a soft sigh, Kuro steps forward and grabs Sekiro's breasts through her wrappings, digging small fingers into her bandages and the soft flesh below them. To her credit, the female shinobi barely reacts beyond a slight hitching of her breath. After a moment of this though, she does push her chest outwards into his hands, giving him exactly what he wants.

Smiling, Kuro lines up with the hole he can see right before him. No, it's not Sekiro's mouth. The difference in their sizes means that, on her knees like this, his buxom shinobi is actually at eye-level with Kuro. The hole that's at level with his massive, throbbing, pulsating member, however... is the bottom of her cleavage. With her breast wrappings pressing down her substantial chest and keeping it tightly together, sliding his cock up between her tits is... not only easily done, but also an amazing sensation.

SMACK!

A gasp emits from Sekiro's lips, but it's not the squeal that Kuro wants to hear. Eyes narrowing, the Divine Heir repeats the process with the buxom, voluptuous woman's opposite cheek.

SMACK!

Another quiet exclamation, one that made it clear how much Sekiro was holding back, how much self control she really had. Almost petulant, Kuro digs his fingers into each of his Wolf's ass cheeks and leans into his next thrust, leaning over her prostrated form in the process as he bites out his desires.

"I want to hear your voice, Wolf. Stop holding it back."

There's the briefest of pauses before his loyal shinobi follows this order. But then it begins to happen. It takes a little bit of time for Sekiro to slowly release the iron grasp she clearly had on her voice, but once she does... Kuro keeps fucking her, and in return, the female shinobi begins to squeak and moan and mewl and cry out much more than before.

Upon the order of the Divine Heir, Sekiro stops holding back her voice... and in turn, Kuro fucks the curvaceous shinobi even harder, pounding into her from behind nonstop as he continues to dig his fingers into her ass. Groaning and grunting, his own voice is no comparison, now that Sekiro is letting hers out. The woman might have spent her life as a warrior, but she is still a woman, needless to say, and she has a woman's cry, as Kuro's big fat cock brings her to climax.

Her inner walls clench and cling and squeeze to his prick, and the boy groans as he dominates her thoroughly, enjoying the way she's milking his massive member for his seed. He doesn't give in though, and there's no one to order him to either. Even as his order to stop holding back leaves his Wolf to turn into a blubbering, moaning, feminine mess, Kuro himself relies on his own venerated self-control and composure to keep from cumming again too soon.

No, rather, first he wants to explore all that his loyal shinobi has to offer... and that's exactly what he does. Fucking Sekiro from behind, taking the Wolf and treating her as his toy, the Divine Heir doesn't stop fucking her until he's made sure that he's left his mark on her. Again, and again, the female shinobi cums around his cock now that she's no longer able to maintain her ironclad self-control. Again, and again, she explosively orgasms along the length of his shaft.

When Kuro finally does cum, when he finally fills his Wolf with his essence, pumping it deep into her quim, it's because Sekiro is exhausted. He's actually managed to tucker her out, much to his surprise and pleasure, and Kuro can't help but finish things off with a bang, even as she pants and moans from her position prostrated on the floor before him, her fat ass still held in his hands as he pumps a nice, thick load of white, hot cum directly into her womb.

Slowly, Kuro pulls out of his loyal shinobi, having finished inside of her, and seemingly finally satisfied his own growing libido. His cock is growing soft now... but it's also quite messy, so with a frown, Kuro exercises a bit of his newfound sexual confidence, as well as tests just how... exhausted his servant really is.

"Wolf. Clean me off."

It's a testament to how frazzled and dazed she is, that Sekiro does so with her mouth and tongue. After all, the Divine Heir did not specify that his Wolf had to use such things, rather than finding a cloth or something else. But regardless, turning about, his loyal shinobi leans forward and takes his cock into her mouth, sucking and slurping him clean.

She does stop before he can get hard again however, and quickly assists him in getting dressed, before fixing up her own clothing as well. They're just settling back down, in fact, when Emma steps into the room, blinking as she looks at the two of them, before ultimately turning to Kuro and bowing low.

"Young lord, I have returned. I trust nothing has happened while I was gone."

Seeing Emma like that, completely unaware of what had just happened, Kuro finds his mouth a little dry, and his cock stirring beneath his clothing once more. But, for the time being at least, the Divine Heir just smiles and shakes his head.

"Nothing that you need concern yourself with. All is well."

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