"Indebted", part 2
Corbeau x reader
This is smut! You’ve been warned. Please do not read/interact if you are under 18. Thanks :)
Sequel to my other fic “Indebted” (you can read here)! Corbeau pays you a visit at Hotel Z. Lucky for you two, everyone else is gone for the night, so you get to show him plenty of hospitality.
This fic contains: POV 3rd person, female reader. Dom Corbeau, sub reader. Fingering, oral female receiving, bondage, blindfolds, little bit of biting, piv sex, unprotected sex, cumming inside. Bonus art at the end, as a treat.
Word count: ~2.6k (damn...)
It was a quiet afternoon in Lumiose City. She was enjoying some much-earned leisure time at a cafe, recharging after the morning’s unexpected rogue Mega Pokémon excursion. The incidents seemed to be getting more common with every passing day… But she wasn’t too worried about it. Team MZ had been able to take care of everything thus far. Besides, she had other things on her mind…
Like Corbeau.
It was hard not to think about him, after what happened during their meeting at his office. Memories flashed through her mind as she took a sip of her coffee. He had said he would be in touch, and yet there had been nothing but silence from him. She pulled out the business card he had given her and stared at it.
It had been nearly a week already. When would he call?
She sighed and put the card away. She supposed he must be very busy, and that’s why he hadn’t talked to her yet. Of course, the other explanation was that he didn’t actually want to get together again. She preferred the former.
Her coffee was nearly gone now. She pulled out her wallet to retrieve some money, but was stopped by a hand placing some down on the table.
“I’ll take care of it.”
There was no mistaking that voice. She turned to see Corbeau standing beside her.
Her cheeks started to grow warm. “Oh, um… thank you…”
He nodded slightly. “Walk with me, won’t you?”
He didn’t have to ask twice. She quickly gathered her things and joined him. As they started down the street he put an arm at her waist and pulled her closer to his side, their footsteps matching each other’s on the sidewalk. The slight warmth of his body against hers was comforting.
“I must apologize for not contacting you sooner,” he said quietly to her. “Believe me, I wanted to. It’s just been one mess after another… the SBC has been pestering me about joining this “Le Super-Tournoi de Jacinthe”, whatever that is…”
That was a relief to hear. “It’s okay. I’ve been busy too, with all these rogue Mega Evolutions…”
“Sounds like we could both use a break. Are you free tonight? Or do you have some battling in the Royale to do?”
She smiled. “I’m all yours, Mr. Corbeau.”
He grinned back at her. “Glad to hear it. I’ll come by your hotel this evening, then.”
He was about to say something else, but his phone started to buzz. He pulled it out of his pocket and gave it a glance, then sighed.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go now. We can get into details later.”
He tilted her chin up and gave her a quick peck on the lips.
“See you soon, ma princesse. Oh, and… wear something nice for me, won’t you?”
“O-okay!”
She was left standing dazed on the sidewalk as Corbeau disappeared into a nearby alleyway. Her fingertips grazed her lips where he had kissed her. Such a simple action from him was enough to send her into a tizzy…
She shook her head to right herself. She had to get back to the hotel and prepare for his visit.
A short while later she was met with the other members of Team MZ hanging out in the hotel’s courtyard.
“Hey, guys,” she said as she approached them. “What’s up?”
“Oh, hey, there you are!” Lida said excitedly. “We were just getting ready to head to tonight’s Battle Zone.”
Naveen nodded. “Yes… we decided it would be good training, to prepare for future rogue Mega Evolutions.”
“So we’re gonna try to battle as many trainers as possible!” Urbain declared. “You in?”
She shook her head. “Um, actually… I think I’m going to stay here tonight. I’m… pretty tired from earlier today.”
“Oh, yeah, I bet… you did do most of the heavy lifting, huh…?” Urbain said sheepishly.
“That’s okay!” Lida said. “The rest of us are gonna work real hard to get stronger. When we get higher rankings, I’m sure we can help you out better, okay?”
“We’ll, we’re heading off, then. Rest up,” Naveen said.
And with that, the three of them left the courtyard, waving back at her as they did. She waited until they were out of sight before pushing open the front door.
To her surprise, the lobby was empty. She found a note from Az at the front desk stating that he was off visiting Emma and would be back late.
The hotel was effectively empty. Only her and Corbeau would be here tonight…
She quickly made her way up to her room.
It was dark outside by the time she was back in the lobby, perched in one of the many armchairs while she waited for Corbeau to arrive. She hoped the outfit she had picked for him was satisfactory—a short, tight fitting dress, some sheer tights, a simple pair of heels, and also a surprise for him that lay underneath.
He didn’t leave her waiting for long. She stood as the front door opened and he stepped inside the lobby.
“Hi,” she said as she approached him.
“Hello,” he replied. His eyes flitted over her body for a quick moment, then he gave a soft smile. “Very nice ensemble, mon cher.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
He looked around the lobby. “Its a bit… empty in here, isn’t it?”
“Well, as it happens, everyone else is gone tonight…”
He smirked. “How fortunate. I guess that means we won’t need to worry about… noise complaints.”
They made their way to the elevator, riding it up to the floor of her room.
“I must say, it’s quite nice in here,” he said. “Az has good taste. I’m surprised you don’t get more customers… what’s the nightly rate in this place, anyways?”
She shrugged. “Um, I wouldn’t know, actually… all of the Team MZ members get to stay here for free.”
“For free? Generous of him, but it’s no wonder you took out a loan from us…”
She led him inside of her room and shut the door behind them, making sure to lock it. Corbeau shrugged off his blazer and tossed it onto a chair.
“I was a bit… self-centered last time, so,” he turned to her, “what would you like to do? I’m open to most things, really, though I would enjoy it if I got to use my rope again.”
It had been hidden before by his jacket, but she now noticed the familiar coil of red rope sticking out of his pants pocket. Her stomach jumped in anticipation. She certainly wanted another taste of his bondage skills, but before that…
“Would you kiss me, please? I’d like that very much… sir.”
“Gladly.”
He wasted no time in pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, clinging tight to him while he kissed her passionately. His hands traced up and down her sides, eventually reaching back to the zipper of her dress. His tongue prodded itself inside her mouth as he pulled the zipper down.
It quickly turned sloppy, a flurry of tongue and spit and gasping breaths. He gave her lip a soft bite as he swiftly removed the dress from her shoulders.
“Mmh… I’ve been so desperate for you, princesse,” he mumbled. “You have no idea how badly I wanted this…”
But as her dress slid to the floor something became apparent to him. His eyebrows raised as his gaze drifted downwards.
“You’re not wearing any underwear?”
Indeed, she wasn’t. Her top half was already bare to him, and he could see through the sheer fabric of the tights that there was nothing underneath them but skin.
She turned her head away, flustered. “I, um… I thought I’d surprise you…!”
He chuckled. “Surprise indeed…”
Corbeau reached for the buttons of his own shirt, discarding his tie onto the floor to join her dress. He couldn’t help but notice her wide eyes as she watched him attentively, her tongue darting out to wet her lips once the last button was undone.
“Can I touch?” She asked a bit shyly, her hand hovering in the air in front of him.
He stepped forward to meet her reach. Her fingertips ran over his chest and stomach, eager to finally have his toned body under her hands. But as she reached for his belt, he stopped her.
“Not yet. Go lay down.”
She nodded and padded towards the bed, situating herself on the pillows. He followed, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. The mattress dipped as he joined her position in the sheets.
“Comfortable?” He asked as he laid over her.
“Yes,” she replied.
His hands roamed the delicate curves of her body, eventually settling over her breasts as he squeezed them.
“You are… exquisite,” he murmured as he palmed at the soft flesh. “I plan to enjoy you to the fullest tonight, princesse. You deserve it for giving such wonderful services to me.”
Their lips met once more, engulfed in gentle kisses as his hands busied themselves with her breasts. His fingers danced over them, pinching and pulling and teasing.
He tilted his head and grazed his teeth over her throat, and she let out a shuddery breath.
“O-oh, Mr. Corbeau…”
He bit down, not terribly hard, but enough to leave a nice indentation in her skin. He repeated the action across the side of her neck, quickly soothing where he nipped with kisses.
He traveled further down, brushing his lips over her chest and stomach as he moved towards the waistband of her tights. He slipped a finger underneath it, pulling it back and letting it snap against her waist. It would be easy enough to just slip them off to access what he wanted, but… he had a better idea.
He gripped the fabric and tugged, ripping them open at the crotch.
“Hey-!”
“Oh, hush. I’ll buy you new ones.”
Before she could protest further, Corbeau had already dipped his head between her thighs. Any qualms over her torn clothes were quickly forgotten as his tongue slid through her folds. Her hands tangled in his hair as he set to work, tending to her with careful strokes. Her soft moans and sighs drifted through the air as he lapped at her clit, the tip of his tongue focused on circling the sensitive bud.
His fingers soon prodded at her entrance, and he easily slipped one inside.
“Enjoying yourself?” He added a second finger, the digits moving in tandem with the licks of his tongue.
“Y-yes, sir…” her voice was shaky. From his position between her legs he could see her chest rising and falling in rapid succession. She tugged lightly at his hair, pushing his face closer to her.
His fingers found the sensitive spot inside of her, and he smiled to himself, prodding at it, knowing she wouldn’t last much longer now. He latched his mouth around her clit and sucked while his fingers continued their rhythmic movements, pushing against every inch of her walls.
“Oh god, I- ah!”
Her thighs quivered as she climaxed, squeezing unconsciously at the sides of his head. He didn’t let up his licks, the taste of her juices fresh on his tongue; relentless until she pushed his head away, unable to take any more stimulation.
He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. She lay limp, catching her breath. While she recovered he pulled the rope from his pocket and unfurled it.
“Ready for more?” He asked. “I know just what I’m going to do. I hope you’ll like it.”
“I-I’m ready, sir.”
Corbeau gave a small hum of acknowledgement and slid his hand under her back, pushing to turn her over onto her stomach. The rope was wrapped around her arms, binding them together. Then he turned her back over, her arms now pinned underneath her on the mattress. He took both of her legs and bound them to each other at her ankles, adding a few more ties around her thighs as well.
Once he was finished with the rope, he retrieved his tie from the floor. He positioned the length of fabric over her eyes and wrapped it around her head, securing it there.
She was now both immobilized, and plunged into darkness.
He sat back to admire his handiwork. “How’s that?”
“It’s good…”
Though she couldn’t see him, she could imagine his movements. She heard his belt and the zipper of his pants being undone, and then his arm wrapped around her legs and he hefted them over his shoulder, lifting her hips slightly off the mattress.
She felt his lips brush the side of her leg as he lined himself up with her entrance, the tip of his cock barely pushing through.
“Please…” she whined softly, eager to finally have him inside of her.
He pushed forward, the shaft disappearing into her until he was buried to the base. Her back arched, her mouth lulling open.
He started slowly again, enjoying the drag of her insides against him. The blindfold over her eyes was certainly heightening her experience now, she thought, now being able to focus fully on the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her. Her head fell back against the pillows, her hair becoming mussed from the back and forth motion of their bodies.
Corbeau watched her intently, mesmerized by every subtle twitch she made as he thrust into her. His hand snaked between her thighs where they were bound together, and he started to rub her clit with the pad of his thumb.
“Uh-! Oh… Mr. Corbeau…!” she cried out.
“Yeah? You like that?” he huffed. “You take me so well, ma princesse.”
He picked up speed, going deeper, her walls squeezing around his cock. He bent forward, pushing her knees up against her chest, the mattress squeaking with every push of his hips. The rip he had made previously in her tights had grown bigger with their endeavors, the seams splitting further down her legs.
He was getting close to his end, as he was sure she was as well. Her mouth had been pleasant to be inside, but it truly couldn't compare to this, he thought.
“Fuck… do you want my cum inside of you?”
“Yes…! Yes, please…!”
It didn’t take much more for her, a few more strokes of his thumb to the bundle of nerves and she was shaking with pleasure once more. As her insides tightened around him, his thrusts faltered, and he was overcome with his own climax. His cum slowly leaked from her entrance onto the sheets as he pulled out, breathing heavily.
He slid the blindfold off of her head, and she blinked, her eyes adjusting to the light of the room once more. He smiled softly as he started to unwind the rope from her ankles.
“How was that, mon cher? Good?” he asked.
“Very…”
“Glad to hear it.”
He helped her to sit up and removed the bindings from her arms. Once free, she cuddled up to him, nuzzling her cheek against his chest. He returned the embrace, holding her close. Her eyes were starting to drift shut, content in his arms.
“Before you fall asleep, we should get cleaned up,” he said. “Might need to change the sheets…”
“Yeah, okay…” she mumbled.
She let him pick her up and carry her towards the bathroom, thoroughly satisfied with the events of the evening.
Thanks for all the support on part 1! Shoutout to my fellow Corbeau simps. I hope I’m feeding y’all well.
