Mordred x Fate Grand Order 64P
Added 2025-06-22 12:00:09 +0000 UTCThe casino lights flickered as Mordred, her blonde hair spilling over the red bunny outfit, clenched her teeth. The dice had betrayed her. Again. Across the table, a broad-shouldered black man smirked, his dark eyes raking over her tight pantyhose-clad thighs. "Double or nothing, sweetheart. Or…" His grin widened. "You pay up another way."
Her pride warred with desperation, but the heat between her legs made the choice obvious. "Fuck it," she growled, slamming her hands on the table. "Fine. But you better make it worth my while."
He didn’t waste time. In a shadowy VIP room, his hands yanked her fishnets down, fingers plunging into her soaked pussy. "Damn, already dripping?" he mocked, rubbing her clit hard. Mordred gasped, back arching as he shoved two fingers inside, curling them just right—squelch—her hips bucked. "Ngh—ah! Bastard—!"
"Talk shit all you want," he growled, unbuckling his pants. His cock sprang free, thick and veined, slapping against her stomach. "Now be a good bunny and ride."
She didn’t need coaxing. Straddling him, she sank down with a lewd glorp, her tight cunt stretching around him. "F-Fuck! So big—!" Her tits bounced as she rode him hard, his grip bruising her hips. The slap of skin echoed—clap clap clap—her moans pitched higher. "Hah—! Right there—!"
He flipped her onto her knees, hiking up her bunny tail. "Time to pay in full." One thrust buried him to the hilt. SMACK! His balls slapped her clit with every brutal pump. Mordred screamed, nails clawing the couch as her orgasm ripped through her—squirt—soaking his thighs. "Greedy slut," he grunted, pulling out to paint her ass with thick ropes of cum.
Panting, she smirked over her shoulder. "Guess I lost… but you still came first."
He laughed darkly. "Round two, then."
