Double Dagger Delinquent

Chapter 105 Painful Love (NSFW +18)

Iryoku, full of anger, freed his throbbing cock. “What are you smiling for, slut?” he growled, yanking her hair to pull her closer. The rain drenched them both, thunder flashing across the sky in jagged bursts.

Her face pressed against his lower body, eyes catching the pulsing shaft. His hands forced her head open, brutal and unrelenting.

With a single stroke, he shoved himself into her throat. “Aughrggrg!” she choked, tears spilling down her face and instantly washed away by the rain.

But Iryoku didn’t give a damn. He drove his weight down, forcing her mouth to the edge of her gag reflex, his hands clamping her head so she couldn’t escape. Her hands scrambled weakly, thrashing against him, but it was useless. After a long, painful minute, he finally pulled back—but her teeth grazed his shaft, biting him. Snarling, he yanked her head away with a brutal jerk. Agnes gagged and choked on the floor, nearly vomiting, her guttural “Ahgr” only stoking the fire of his rage, a fury that refused to be quenched.

He yanked her head up by the hair again, forcing her to meet his glare. “What the hell? You bit me, you stupid bitch!” he growled, eyes clouded, as if trapped in a trance. “Oh, but with that bastard—you gagged on him like it was the sweetest thing in the world, didn’t you…”

Her face, drained of light, still twisted into a cruel smile. In her confusion, she barely registered Iryoku’s words.

He frowned and shoved her back, sending her crashing into the dirt. He mounted her, one hand reaching down to scoop up a small rock, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. Agnes stared up at him, unsure what to expect—her expression flickering between fear, defiance, and trembling anticipation.

“There’s a way to fix this… so you don’t bite me again. ” His hand rose, rock in hand. She flinched, twisting her face and throwing her hands up in defense. But the moment he saw her resistance, he dropped the rock and stepped back, striding toward the cave as if nothing had happened.

Agnes opened her eyes and saw him moving away. Panic clawed at her, and she scrambled forward.

Iryoku stopped.

Agnes wobbled in front of him—naked, trembling, her hair a tangled mess, breath ragged. She lifted a shaking hand and placed the stone in his palm. Then, kneeling, she stared up at him with her mouth open, jagged remnants of teeth bared, her whole body quivering—a silent invitation of submission.

He shoved her roughly back to the ground. She let herself collapse into the soil, the world spinning in her eyes. Arms stretched out to the sides, mouth still open, her body convulsed in shudders and twitches, every motion screaming with tension.

Then came the first crash—the rock in his hand slammed down. A sickening crack echoed. Agonized sounds tore from her throat as pain wracked her body, but she forced herself still, trembling and desperate.

Crash again. The sickly, metallic echo of impact resounded, and her body shivered, wracked with every nerve on fire.

Finally, he stopped. She turned, spitting onto the ground. Teeth and blood mingled in the soil, a grotesque testament to the violence. Her eyes, hollow and devoid of light, met his briefly—empty, broken.

Iryoku straightened, towering over her, snapping his fingers to get her attention. He pointed to the ground in front of him. She moved weakly, crawling forward, knees scraping the dirt, body trembling. She knelt, staring up at him, mouth open, exposing the ruined wreck of her teeth—utterly vulnerable and broken.

“You really are a crazy person… even more than me, I’d say,” Iryoku muttered, his eyes still wild, clouded with madness.

Agnes glanced at his thick cock, inches from her face, and by her own will leaned forward, mouth open, trying to take it in. But Iryoku pulled back.

“I changed my mind.”

He shook his head, glaring down at her like she was trash.

Agnes’s eyes went wide. Panic ripped through her, tears pouring as she fell back into the mud, legs spread wide and shaking.

“A-Are you even a fucking man?!” she screamed, voice breaking. “C-come on—fuck me! There’s a woman right here, waiting for you! Or are you just some limp-dicked coward with no balls, no manhood at all?!”

His jaw locked tight, rage snapping inside him like a whip.

He leapt over her, pinning her down, lining himself up. With one brutal thrust he buried himself deep inside.

“Uuuhh—yes… t-that’s it… that’s w-what I w-want…” Agnes moaned, blood and saliva oozing from her mouth as Iryoku slammed his hips forward, ramming himself deeper into her pussy.

“Shut the fuck up, stupid whore!” Iryoku snarled. “Is this what you want, you filthy sow?”

Agnes was drowning in her thoughts, body quaking as she received him.

Cold and rough, Iryoku lowered his face to her breast and latched onto a nipple, biting and sucking with brutal hunger. Agnes shuddered under the assault.

“This is insane… you’re lactating. How the hell is that even possible? You’re not pregnant,” Iryoku growled.

Agnes cried out through his pounding, voice ragged and wild. “G-give me your seed—g-give me your seed! Put a child in me!” Her words were erratic, crazed, her mind locked on a single desperate goal.

The rain hammered down, two bodies fucking like beasts in the middle of the storm—unrelenting, fueled by hate and pain.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Iryoku slammed into her harder, each thrust hammering straight into her womb.

“Arghhh!” she screamed, voice breaking. “Give it to me! Give me everything!” Her cries turned wild, echoing through the storm. Her pussy burned raw, red from the relentless friction, but she clung to him like a madwoman.

“Deeper—drive it deeper!” she shrieked, wrapping arms and legs around him, desperate to milk him dry, to wring out every drop of his seed.

But with one final brutal thrust, Iryoku suddenly pulled back, tearing free of her desperate grip. A dark smile twisted across his face.

Agnes’s hollow, broken eyes snapped wide with horror.

“Nooo!” she wailed, as he yanked himself out and spilled heavy spurts into the mud, the storm washing it all away before it could ever touch her.

“Nooo!” Agnes crawled after him, frantic, her broken body wobbling as she tried to reach him. But Iryoku only stepped back, still spurting, laughing maniacally—spraying his seed across the mud, everywhere except inside her. His release went on and on, pouring for what felt like an eternity, while she dragged herself forward in horror, desperate to catch even a single drop. But the rain swallowed it all before it could reach her.

“Too slow,” Iryoku jeered, shaking his cock at her, a cruel grin splitting his face. “You wanted my cum? Then catch it, whore! Catch it!” He laughed again, harsh and guttural, each spurt landing further from her reach until nothing remained.

She collapsed face-first into the mud, scooping at it with trembling hands, trying to salvage what was already gone. Then she looked up at him, her face twisted with grief and rage.

“Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Whyyyyy?” she screamed.

Iryoku jumped on her, shoving her down again.

“Why would I do it with you? You’d just want me to raise a child that isn’t even mine, wouldn’t you?” His face twisted with madness. “Fucking slut! That’s why you asked me out, isn’t it? You wanted me to take the blame for your pregnancy! I—I loved you! Why did you deceive me? I thought I finally found a soulmate. I loved you… Alice…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his face.

Agnes froze, yanked out of her frenzy. “Alice?” she whispered, confused. Shaking her head, fury surged and she slapped him hard across the face. “I’m Agnes!” She struck him again. “Stop comparing me to someone else! Is that why you hate me so much?” she screamed, his head rocking with each blow.

Iryoku’s blurred memories slipped away. All he saw now was Agnes—crying, broken, raw. His face snapped into worry as he looked at her bloody mouth, then down at her swollen, trembling body. Shaken, he fell back into the mud, his mind rattling with realization.

“I hate it!” she sobbed, striking him again, though her blows weakened. Her voice cracked with pain. “Why am I always stepped on by everybody? I just wanted to be loved… to be recognized as a person… to have something that’s mine, something that stays when I’m gone from this world. I don’t want to be like my mother. It’s been so long… I can’t even remember her face anymore…” Her fists trembled, then fell limp. “Just kill me.”

Her eyes locked with his, drowning in despair.

“The people… the citizens… my family… my master. It’s true. There was no reason to bring you here. The only reason I summoned you was for my own selfish gain. I wanted a child.” Her voice broke as the last of her strength bled into tears.

At last, Iryoku’s hand reached for her. He pulled her into his arms, holding her tight beneath the thunder and the rain.

“Then own it. Stop living for other people. Stop wearing a fake mask. Be yourself. Be honest—bare everything. And… d-don’t let anyone step on you again… n-not even me…”

He turned away. “Aqua—come and heal Agnes. She’s in a bad state.”

But Aqua didn’t move. Her form, still mimicking Agnes’s, stood there in the storm—silent, unmoving.

Iryoku looked back down at Agnes. “Just drop it and get healed!”

Agnes’s face twisted with rage. She jerked her head back and slammed it forward, headbutting him square in the face. Blood spurted from his nose as he staggered and fell to the ground.

“I fucking hate you! Always blaming me for everything bad that happens to you!” she screamed. Agnes climbed onto him, straddling his chest, pounding at him weakly with what little strength she had left.

“I wanted my first time to be with love… I wanted a real partner… not to be raped by you!” she cried, fists trembling as tears streamed down her cheeks. “You always show your love to the others… I—I wanted that too. I wanted to feel it just once… Awwahhhhhh”

Her sobs cut through the storm.

Iryoku caught one of her trembling hands. With his other, he pressed a small stone into her palm. Then he opened his mouth wide, showing his own teeth—a wordless invitation.

Agnes, full of rage, swung the stone down. CRASH. CRUNCH. CRASH. His teeth shattered, blood splattering, one of his eyes bursting under the blow. But through the agony, Iryoku smiled up at her taking all the pain in. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel fire.net

At last, she dropped the stone and collapsed over him, weeping.

Iryoku wrapped his arms around her and, staggering to his feet, carried her in a princess hold into the cave. She stared up at his ruined face in silence, her tear-filled eyes locked on his. He sank to the ground still cradling her as Aqua followed, lurking in the shadows.

“I’m sorry,” Iryoku whispered, his voice low and raw.

Agnes’s eyes widened as he continued, “If you give me a chance… we could work together. I’ll help you find happiness… no—we’ll find happiness, for both of us.”