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Today is a big day for Diluc, it's the last day of preparation for him to become your knight. He's ready for anything.
When you asked him to meet in your bedroom, he assumed that you'd be preparing him to handle an attack whilst you're asleep or something similar. Gods was he wrong.
Diluc opens the door with your permission, bowing and standing at the door waiting for your command.
You close the curtains. "Take off your armor and remove your vision."
Diluc doesn't understand but doesn't question his king, removing the metal garments one by one and gently placing them on the floor. He hesitates before lying his vision next to the pieces of armor.
You walk over to him, holding rope and duck tape. "I'm training you for if you ever get kidnapped. I want to see how well you can handle it."
Diluc nods and allows you to tie him up and tape his mouth. He doesn't see the sick grin growing on your face as you push him onto the bed.
You have the rope circled around his torso to disallow any movement of his upper body, however that's the only place you put rope around. For your own convenience.
"How will you get out of this my knight?" You smile, pulling your shirt over your head.
His feeling of safety quickly vanishes as he watches you strip down to nothing. He desperately tries to get out of the binds but fails.
You rip apart his pants, exposing his underwear. You mutter an amused 'oh' when you forcefully remove his boxers and you're greeted with a pretty puffy cunt. You spread his legs and admire him fully.
Diluc flushes red in both embarrassment and anger. He tries to kick you but your grip on his legs is too strong.
You bring your head towards his cunt, taking a lick to taste him. Diluc feels pathetic as you eat him out. He always saw himself as strong and trusted in his strength to be able to get out of a situation like this with ease but here he is, practically and unwillingly at your mercy.
For the first time in Barbatos knows how many years, Diluc cries.
He breaks out into sobs.
You pull away with a smile on your face. "I don't know if you're suited to be a knight if you cry this easily." You chuckle, pulling your pants down.
Diluc closes his eyes and thrashes around but his movements are halted by your strong hands. You use one hand to keep both of his legs in place as you align yourself with his entrance.
"It's going to be a lot more painful for you now Diluc." You say as you forcefully push yourself inside him, his cunt impossibly tight from the position he's in.
Diluc's sobs get more desperate as your cock deflowers him.
"I'm happy you saved yourself for me, my knight." You muse at the blood coating your length. "You should give up on fighting me, do you think anyone will help you?"
You rip the tape off. "If you yell, you're merely disturbing my people. Be quiet and allow your King to do as he pleases."
Diluc only sobs more as you violate his previously untouched cunt. He gasps every time you thrust in, the feeling always more painful than the last.
"No- no more- please ." He finally speaks after what feels like forever to him.
"Shh, it'll be over once I'm satisfied." You move his legs apart and give him a peck on the forehead. "I suppose you'll give this all up? Despite all your hard work, you lose from this?"
Diluc looks at your expression through the blurred vision, barely managing to make out your pitying expression.
"Pathetic." You spit, smacking his clit. "You're quite pathetic, Diluc."
Calling him pathetic is like a slap to the face, he's not strong enough in your eyes. He's not worth anything to you anymore. Diluc turns his head to the side and stops sobbing, only crying quietly and trying to stop. He wants to be a knight, your knight, he really does. But is it worth it?
"I won't force you to endure it all. Just let me come and I'll let you go." You pick up the pace.
"No- no- don't.." Diluc isn't quite sure what he's asking for. For you to stop or for you to not give up on him?
A part of him wants you to stop and never touch him again but the other part wants you to reconsider, maybe not to keep fucking him but to still allow him to be your knight.
"I'm giving you compromise, don't be so ungrateful." You slap him.
"No- I-"
"Shut up."
Diluc's cheeks burn in shame.
Your thrusts get less rhythmic before you pull out. "If you don't want to get pregnant or walk out here covered in cum, you'll swallow." You grab his hair and bring him towards your dick. He opens his mouth meekly and allows you to shove it inside, thrusting a few times before sending a load of cum down his throat.
You move away and put your underwear back on. "Go down to my assistant, they'll be awake at this time, and tell them you failed." You remove the rope from Diluc.
"Wait- I- I'll let you do it, please...I just...I need this, please don't give up on me, I'm begging you!" Diluc grabs onto your arm.
He needs to be your knight, it's his father's will for Diluc to become the King's personal knight, he can't just accept this loss after all he's been through. After all he's done.
You chuckle. "Oh, Diluc, you failed. Maybe I'll let you retake the test in the future."
You get him dressed in the extra pair of pants you prepared and push him out the door with blood still seeping out of him.