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Fandom: Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann
Author: ainotorikomi, alias yuruginai_sekai
Characters: AdianexViral
Words: 578
Rating: M
Notes: Multiple kinks. Mainly violence, watersports, and orgasm ruining. Unbeta'd, haven't written fic in some time.


Every time he fucked something up, he was called there. Sometimes it was purely violent- the last joint of her tail making contact with his body so many times that he thought he’d break apart. Other times it was sexual, too; but then it was mainly teasing, and he was rarely allowed to climax.

Whatever happened during these visits was punishment. Adiane was always sure to emphasize that.

But still, anticipation slipped through his body in a shiver as he stopped before her door. Large knuckles rapped against the wood three times; before his hand could return to his side, she’d pulled him through the door, tail half-wrapped about his waist.

The look in her eyes was predatory as she regarded him, tongue running over teeth and bright lips. He could feel the tension in the room- she was more excited than usual this time. Being that he’d purposely gone against orders, it wasn’t unexpected. But this...the air was almost buzzing.


Another uniform was ruined with a quick tear; she only exposed his chest this time before forcing him to kneel and lashing his wrists to the wall. He bowed his head, acquiescing to the expected upcoming beating.

A few hits came, and then an elegant bend forced her chest into his face. Her long tongue slid up his cheek and over the shell of his ear; he was beaten again for shivering.

Something was muttered that he didn’t catch, and then she was standing above him again, her kimono pulled up and tucked into the strings about her waist. Red fingernails slid her lower lips open- but he only had a moment to delight in the deeply satisfying slickness that he saw there. Despite the erection rising in his all-too-tight pants, the point of this action hadn’t been to arouse him. She grinned at him again, eyes glittering as she said, “The consequences for your brazen disobedience...”

Before he could wonder what she was about to do, it was already happening. A thin, hot stream hit his chest, and he looked up at her, horrified. The smirk hadn’t left her face, and she moved closer to him as he squirmed. “Adiane-sama,” he whimpered, recoiling as much as he could while tied down. She laughed and continued to relieve herself upon him, aiming for his lower abdomen now. The liquid rolled down, soaking through his pants to his cock, and he couldn’t pretend that it wasn’t making him harder.

It felt so much better than it should have. His erection twitched; her eye caught it. She sighed as she finished, and then slid down in front of him. “Viral. You didn’t like that, did you?” If he liked it, well, it was all the better as punishment, now wasn’t it? “You dirty, foul boy.”

Her fingertip slid across the head of his cock; the liquid there wasn’t only her pungent piss. She grabbed him, fisting it a few times before drawing back her hand and slapping him in the face. “Disgusting.”

The rest followed as usual; he was released, mounted, beaten, deprived of stimulation, beaten again. She fisted him to orgasm, removing her hand just as he came- as she always did. He was never allowed the full release; instead, he would twist and writhe on the floor for a while until she forced him to collect himself and leave. Only later, in his own bed, could he reach a true climax, thinking about his delicious earlier punishment.