The Last Straw (Sekirei)

The Last Straw (Sekirei)

A/N: The Last Straw was a Patreon Poll Winner originally written back in 2020. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: After a long day surrounded by his impossibly overly sexualized harem... Minato goes to jack off in his room, only to be interrupted by the last woman he expects.

Themes: Big Dick, Rough Sex, Fucked Silly

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Slipping into his room and closing the door behind him, Minato Sahashi groans as he leans back against it for a moment, rubbing his face with the heels of his palms. After a few seconds, he stumbles over to the bed, positively yanks off his pants, extracting his cock from his boxers in mere moments. Gripping it with both hands and jerking his meat up and down, the young man groans. Fuck, fuck, FUCK! He really was such a loser and a coward, wasn't he?

He had an actual, honest-to-god Harem (though their alien nature left things a bit in doubt where god was concerned) and here he was, beating his meat rather than fucking one or any of them. It was a shameful example of masculinity, HE was an embarrassment to men everywhere, and he fucking knew it.

But then, to be fair, it wasn't like his situation was all that clear-cut, not really. Sure, Minato technically had a harem. But there was also the fact that they were all aliens, as well as the fact they were all involved in some kind of insane deathmatch tournament set up by his deadbeat dad to consider. And then, there was each individual woman as well.

Musubi... if it were just Musubi, if it had stayed just Musubi, by this point Minato definitely would have made a move. He would have! There was no way he could have stayed a gentleman for all this time. But at first, she'd been kind of... oblivious to basically everything? It'd felt like talking to a child. Albeit a child in a distinctly womanly body, with a gorgeous rack and a fit figure, and just... fuck.

He hadn't done anything with her at first out of a misplaced sense of morals, only for his chance to ultimately slip him by as he'd ended up winging more and more Sekirei. Musubi was one thing. Kusano though, was literally a child, so he was never going to touch her. Matsu on the other hand was on the other extreme of the spectrum, a complete and utter unrepentant pervert who had been prodding him towards being more confident in himself.

But then Tsukiumi had shown up, and Minato was still a little afraid of what the Water Sekirei would do to him if he actually acted on any of his feelings towards his girls. That wasn't even mentioning Kazehana and Homura, and the less said about the drunk and what Minato had done to Sekirei Number Six, the better. It was a mess all around, to say the least. Guys liked varied harems, or claimed they did, but when the harem became a reality and the girls couldn't simply be boiled down to a couple distinct reality traits, shit got a lot tougher.

And that wasn't even bringing up his landlady. A groan leaves Minato's lips at that, as he finds himself considering Miya Asama. The landlady of Izumo Inn, also known as the Hannya of the North, had such a fearsome reputation that no Ashikabi or Sekirei DARED to attack her establishment. Which... good because that was where Minato lived. But also... bad, because Miya had outlawed all lewd activity within the Inn, and he really wasn't stupid enough to disobey her.

Which meant that he couldn't even try to ease himself into the sexual side of having a harem slowly, maybe by asking just one girl to be alone in his room with him, because the others would know instantaneously, and then Miya would be told out of jealousy, and shit would hit the fan. Gritting his teeth, Minato finds himself beating his meat to fantasies of the purple-haired widow. The older woman really was absurdly beautiful, just... absolutely perfect in most every way.

Oh sure, he loved his Sekirei and thought they were all pretty as well, but Miya was... Miya was-

Whatever Miya was, he never quite figures out how to put in words, because in the midst of beating his meat to mental images of her naked, the door to Minato's room suddenly swings open. The young man belatedly realizes he forgot to lock it, even as the current subject of his thoughts and objects of his fantasies steps inside carrying some fresh blankets.

She stops dead in her tracks upon seeing him and what he's doing of course, and Minato flinches preemptively in expectation of immediate pain and censure for daring to take care of one of his body's base urges in Miya's inn. No matter that he was trying to handle the damn erection in private, away from any of the girls. This right here might just get him kicked out on his ass.

Except, that doesn't happen. Eventually, Minato stops cringing away from a blow that never comes and looks up, half-expecting Miya's menace to still be growing and building or something... but even the miasma that always builds around the older woman when anything close to lewd starts to happen isn't present. Instead, the purple-haired, landlady... is staring at his cock, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"So... big..."

W-What? Minato looks down at himself, frowning slightly. Sure, he had to take hold of himself with both hands in order to properly jack off, but... was he really that big? There's a sudden snap and click and Minato's head flies up again, the young man now the one with wide eyes as Miya finishes closing and locking the door behind him. Her own gaze never leaves his dick even as she's doing so, and once she's done with the door, she begins to walk towards his bed as if in a daze.Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

"D-Do it..."

With an answer like that, how can Minato not thrust forward right there on the spot? It's been sometime for Miya, because even though she's the mother-figure of Izumo Inn, their ever-present landlady, her cunt is quite tight. How many years has she gone without sex? Perhaps that's why his cock had such an... effect on her?

Fuck, why is he wasting so much time thinking about this? With another lustful growl, Minato throws such thoughts from his mind and focuses on what's important... railing Miya into the bed beneath her, fucking her harder and faster by the moment as he builds up both momentum and confidence with every last thrust. In response, Miya welcomes him with open arms quite literally, moaning as she wraps her limbs around his body.

She holds him to her loosely, but it's more than enough for Minato to lean in and finally do the deed... claiming her lips for himself. That's when it happens, the winging. After all, Miya is an unwinged Sekirei, as her original husband was not in fact an Ashikabi. But Minato was... and now he'd claimed the most powerful piece on the board, a Sekirei who had, when she revealed herself to them, declared herself more akin to a Goddess than anything else.

And yet, winging her was met with little fanfare from either of them. Minato noted that it happened, but besides Miya clinging to him a bit more tightly, there was no real change beyond that. Why would there be? They had more important things on both of their minds... namely, Minato using his big fat cock to fuck the landlady of Izumo Inn utterly silly.

And so, the cowardly loser known to some as the Ashikabi of the North does exactly that. And as he fucks Miya with all of his strength, he lets loose his pent up emotions, his feelings that he's been pushing down all this time. He's not at all gentle with the purple-haired woman as a result, but to be fair, she can take it. She can take everything he could possibly dish out, so Minato really doesn't hold back.

Slowly but surely, it's as if he's being reforged, remolded. He's being remade in the crucible that is Miya's soft but firm body, her wet clenching cunt wrapping around his cock and squeezing tightly as she cums again and again along his length. Minato can't say for sure what he's becoming, what he'll be when they're done coming together... but he knows it'll be something better.

After all, he's fucking the Hannya of the North herself into a stupor. He can't exactly call himself a coward or a loser after this, and he doesn't think he'll be able to quite believe anyone else who tries to apply those labels to him going forward either. This right here is a catalyst of sorts, and Minato knows that the only two options are to either shatter or come out the other side stronger.

He's already passed up the opportunity to shatter, so at this point, there's really no choice, is there? He's fucking Miya, he's plowing into her in a mating press. Shit, he's going to cum soon.

"Miya... I'm cumming!"

Once again, he doesn't ask for permission... he doesn't need to. His newest Sekirei and first sexual conquest happily squeezes down on him all the more tightly, holding him to herself so that every last drop of his seed ends up in her womb. She doesn't let go until he's done, until he's finished cumming inside of her. It's the first creampie her twat has experienced in who knew how many years, and the look on Miya's face is one of perverse bliss, her eyes crossed and a dopy grin on her lips.

Minato can't help but grin right back at that facial expression. Easing his cock out of Miya's cunt, he finds himself to be hard still... and he did promise Miya he wouldn't stop until he was done. Grin widening, Minato moves up the length of the laid-out landlady's body and places his messy cock between her tits and up against her lips.

As she submissively takes him back in her mouth and uses her hands to wrap her breasts around his massive shaft as best she can, Minato tilts his head back and groans happily before settling in to deal with years of repressed lust and sexual frustration. The Ashikabi of the North has finally found his voice... woe to his enemies.

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