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Amber is beyond wondering why this is happening. There’s not much point in thinking about it, either way. She’s in her own bed, where she should be safe. She didn’t think much of Kaeya coming by, asking to speak with her. The Cavalry Captain of Mondstadt has always been an eccentric one, keeping odd hours and doing as he pleases. But she never thought it would end up like this, with him on top of her, pinning her hands above her head, pounding into her as she sobs.
“You’ve quieted down a lot,” Kaeya comments, as he fucks her. “Finally starting to enjoy yourself?”
“No!” Amber argues, shaking her head. “I wouldn’t enjoy something like this!”
“It’s okay if you do, it would only prove what a pathetic slut you are, after all,” Kaeya says, and Amber feels another sob escaping her. Why is he doing this to her? She thought of him as a friend, and an ally, and now he’s having his way with her. She’s long since burned herself out on screaming, and no one seems to be coming to help her.
But is Kaeya right? Slowly, the pain she feels has given way to pleasure. She hates it, but her body does seem to be reacting to him, to the feeling of his cock slamming into her, filling her. She knows he’s wrong, she knows she’s not a slut. He’s forcing himself on her, raping her, and it’s not anything she would have wanted. But, why can’t she stop the burning feeling building up within her? She just wants this to end, for him to leave, but he doesn’t seem done with her yet.
“You’re always running around, causing trouble, Outrider. Don’t you think people notice how cute you are, and don’t you think they want some of that for themselves?” Kaeya asks, as he thrusts into her. He’s picking up his pace now, his steady rhythm deteriorating. “You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”
“Of course not!” Amber argues, but she’s getting weaker by the second. She feels so low, as Kaeya continues degrading her, breaking her down with his words. Though his cunning and charisma is usually used for the good of Mondstadt, it’s equally effective in cases like this. The more his words buzz around in her skull, the worse Amber feels about all of this.
In the back of her mind, she knows what he’s doing. He’s trying to break her down, get her feeling so bad that she clings to the growing feeling of pleasure within her. But she isn’t going to give in, not that easily. But with each thrust, that feeling builds. By the time he’s finished inside of her, and pulled out, Amber isn’t sure how things could possibly be any worse.
Until he straightens up, standing over her, with his cock in hand. She feels so low, so dirty and defiled, she can hardly force herself up on her knees. But just as she does, he sighs, and Amber feels wet warmth splashing against her. What he’s doing registers, and she realizes he’s pissing on her. Kaeya stares down at her all the while, smirking at her, and suddenly, she feels that much lower. The flames of her arousal, however, only burn higher.