From Russia with Love

“Yuto, huh?” Emma’s smile started to tickle at the corners, stroking his cheek warmly. “Cute name for a cute guy.”

Her face drew closer to the Japanese boy’s, her emerald eyes piercing him as they examined every tiny detail for a reaction. Suddenly, her lips smacked into his, enveloping the weary contender in a deep kiss. Her body pressed close, brushing her thigh to his crotch and her supple chest to his bare body. The seductress overwhelmed his senses and narrowed his vision, all the while the Russian behind him kept the hold tightly secured, regarding the sight before her with her usual indifference. Attacking on so many fronts, Emma knew this would be the perfect time to make it happen. One precise movement slipped free a red capsule from underneath her tongue which the blonde forcefully shoved into Yuto’s mouth, tilting his head back as she penetrated him further and forced him to swallow.

"I... uh..." Yuto blushes at the compliment, getting increasingly nervous as Emma got closer to his face.

The sudden kiss drew a muffled yelp from the boy, and he soon wriggled cutely between the two women as Emma rubbed her thigh between his legs. His mind was going hazy again until he noticed something was put into his mouth, and yet at that time it's already too late for him to take any action. Not that he really could considering the situation. Sofia had rendered him pretty much as a sitting duck with the hold, after all.

"Mmmhh...!" All he did was to let out a moan of protest which was then turned into a moan as the pill was forced to go into his throat, and into his system...

Emma grinned into the kiss as she felt the Japanese boy struggle. She couldn’t see the Russian from here, but she knew her amusement was starting to match her own. Even beyond that cold-hearted, one-eyed expression.

After a long, tender moment, Emma would eventually pull her lips away. She released a heated sigh across Yuto’s face, slowly opening her shaded eyes shrouded in absolute bliss. The confusion on the Japanese boy’s face would speak for itself. She came close again, bringing her lips close to his ear as her hands ran down his sides.

"Don’t worry. It won’t hurt you. Think of it like an 'accelerant'. Developed by our mutual, brooding friend here. She has a real knack for chemistry." She pressed a hand to his stomach for emphasis. Emma kissed her way down Yuto’s neck and along his collarbone. "A synthesis of red ginseng crossed with a handful of dopamine agents that Mother Russia likes to keep secret from the public. The effects are instant. I can taste it on you now…”

Yuto panted a bit after Emma pulled away from the kiss. His expression was a little silly yet looked confused and nervous. The breathe of the blonde, as well as the sensation of her hands running on his body made his breathing a little heavy, his body feeling a little weird.

"W-wha... w-what are you g-going to do... w-with me...?" he asked while squirming cutely in Sophia's hold as Emma kissed him a few times.

“Oh, now see, that’s the beauty of this whole arrangement, Yuto.” Emma placed one more kiss close to his chest before she raised her head to meet him face to face. The smile on her face closely resembled the same one on the woman holding him from behind. “Whatever the fuck we want.”

Sophia suddenly relinquished the hold on his arms, letting them fall limply to his sides. In the next instant, those same muscular arms would wrap around his neck and secure a rear-naked choke. She leaned into the chokehold, pressing the base of her forehead into the back of his skull. The pressure she applied was enough to keep him secure, but only an inch away from allowing him to go unconscious. She intended to keep him awake and breathless yet fully aware.

If she accomplished that, the Japanese boy would surely be able to notice Emma’s brimming smile staring at him through the entire process. He would see it disappear as she sank to his knees before him. And he would surely feel the warmth of her fingertips against his limp dick as the blonde worshiped the wrestler with gentle, slow strokes along his length.

Yuto wished he could be surprised by what he heard. Obviously these two crazy women would do anything they want, and there's nothing he could do to stop them. He gulped, then gasped as the arm of Sophia shifted into a rear chokehold, causing him to struggle a little by reflex. It didn't take too long at all before his struggle stopped, however, as staying conscious became an increasingly difficult task.

"Nnngghh... urrgg..." the poor boy groaned, then he noticed that Emma was no longer in his sight, although the woman quickly reminded him that she's still close to him. "Hnngg..." the stroking on his shaft gradually filled his length with some vigor again despite the situation he's in.

Of course, Yuto could always blame in on the drug he's forced to take, but even without it, his body probably would have reacted all the same.

Emma had to snicker even though she couldn’t see him. It was amazing how much you could read just by listening to a man’s moans. Feeling his body against your own as he yearned for it from the inside out. Whether he realized it or not, Yuto had wanted this moment to happen to him from the moment he saw her partner, Sophia. That was what he came here to AFW for after all. And just to prove her point…

The blonde suddenly relinquished her hold around on him as he rose to full mast. Emma flicked her hair back and smiled as she leaned forward, looking up at him through curious eyes before that tender moment. She took his member between her lips before bobbing back and forth. Slow and tender, she welcomed his energy and commanded it all to bring him right to the edge of an impending release. Just the edge.

Yuto gasped and moaned as he felt Emma's lips latched on his hard on. Sophia's hold made it difficult for him to look at the blonde, but he didn't need to see to figure out what Emma was doing. He wriggled slightly within the hold, his body getting all hot and bothered rapidly, his breathing becoming heavier. However, the pleasure wasn't exactly driving him all the way to the peak as it turned out. Instead, the poor boy could feel himself being held on the edge, not allowed a release he wanted, just frustrating him.

"Oohh... g-gawdd... p-pleeasee..." the words came out of his mouth without him even thinking, his mind already enslaved by the pleasure...

Ah yes. There was the begging. It began with the body - his desperate thrusts into her mouth, that involuntary trembling in his legs and up the back of his spine - before it finally expelled from his mouth in whimpers. The sound was barely audible while his throat was strep with his desire but Emma enjoyed hearing it all the same. Sophia seemed to remain indifferent. That was expected, though. The Russian always preferred terror with her pleasure.

Emma’s lips withdrew from Yuto with a pop. His stimulated rod left bare for the cold air and the mocking grin on her face. The blonde capitalized by puckering her lips and treating his cock to a few, tender puffs of cool air, feeding the fire of his inconsolable lust. "Please?"

"Aaah...!" right now Yuto was quite sensitive that even the few blows of air on his raging hard-on did the exact opposite of cooling it down.

He tried to move his lower half a bit more, wanting to reach Emma's lips, but he barely had a room to move within Sophia's hold. To say it was torture would be an understatement. He's desperate for a touch that would send him over the edge, but it seemed like his captors were enjoying his predicament too much to give him the much needed relief for the time being.

"P-please... m-make me c-cuumm..." the poor boy pleaded meekly.