Giving a blowjob

Saber seemed excited. A flame of arousal filled her eyes and she glanced at his covered erection with the eyes of a predator.

"Um, Shirou?" Saber called, clearing her throat. With another quick glance, she made up her mind. "Do you...need help with that?"

Eyes furrowed in confusion, Shirou asked, "With what?" Feeling the air of nudity, he added with a blush, "I-I can find my pants, so, um, you can just..."

He trailed off as Saber stepped forward. Determination was written all over her. Shirou wanted to step back but his throbbing cock made him wince. He allowed her to get close, less than a foot away, and stare into his eyes. Her cheeks were slightly red and her legs were shaking but Saber did not wish to stop.

"I meant with this," Saber replied, clapsing her hand on his wrist. Slowly, without breaking eye contact, she removed his hand from his crotch. His three and a half inch cock sprang out and quickly bounced into place. "My Master..."

"S-Saber," Shirou said, feeling her wrap a hand around his shaft. Her palms were quite small but his cock was smaller. She could hide the whole length of his shaft and cockhead with said hand. One hand.

Shirou was shy and fidgedy. What was she doing, he wondered.

Her grip tightened.

She came close, pecked him on the lips, and then went down on her knees. It was all so sudden, so fast and technical and practiced that Shirou didn't register it until she started stroking his cock.

"Do you like this, Master?"

She removed her little blue hair tie, releasing her golden locks to fall past her shoulders. She looked ethereal.

Fuck, he was getting a blowjob? It wouldn't be the first that he received oral from the King of Knights. She did at least once a month in order to maintain their master-servant connection. But still, this was something else. Saber was doing it of her volition.

Her breathed on his glans. The surface she could directly kiss.

It was like an electric shock. His cock started throbbing uncontrollably and pre-cum dripped.

Saber lapped it up like a dog.

"Ah..." Shirou gasped, feeling the twitches in his body. She had barely done anything yet he was just about ready to pop. "S-Saber, wait..."

He clenched his fists tightly. His nails dug into his flesh painfully. He didn't want to look at her, he didn't want to look at his servant, but...

Fuck...!

Shirou looked. Her doe eyes were ready and met his gaze knowingly. She smiled. His dick spasmed again. Pre-cum slipped out like a broken faucet. She gave his tip a kiss, causing another intense reaction, and took him in with her mouth.

Suffice to say, Shirou didn't last long. Actually, no, it was accurate to say he didn't last at all. Rather, the mere act of breathing on his cock caused him to nut and this was merely the delayed reaction. He came.

Shirou Emiya came hard.

His legs felt numb as all the energy in his head went to his balls. His balls suddenly felt ten times heavier and clenched as if somebody was squeezing them.

Saber's mouth was heavenly. Her lips were small and soft and fit around his tiny cock perfectly. Despite his unimpressive length, his girth was actually maybe average or above. Saber's hands seemed small compared to it. When he spurted out his essence, she didn't mind holding his cock and drinking it down.

"Ooh~!"

Moaning, Shirou grabbed her head and shoved his three inch cock inside. It wasn't much, of course, and Saber handled it like a champ. With each throb, he shot another rope of cum.

It happened in the span of fifteen seconds.

Damn.

Damn!

The instinctive joy was quickly replaced by the shame of a premature ejaculation. Shirou was a quick shot, he knew that, but this...this was terrible. She pumped his shaft once and barely swallowed the bellend of his dick before he decided to facial her.

But then Shirou looked at her. Saber was silent but not annoyed. On the contrary, she looked neutral. Content. He continued watching her.

Shirou gulped with excitement. "S-Saber? Are you...alright?"

Saber swallowed like a servant. His servant. For the first time in his life, Shirou felt like a master. A male of authority.

"Mmmm...." Saber hummed to herself.

When his cock slipped out, his work done, he burned the sight of her face into his memories. Saber's small smile of satisfaction as she gazed down at his little cock, the wet strings of saliva and cum connecting them, and most of all the way her tongue moved and slicked off his white spunk. He imprinted the image. He stored it. Even if he fell into hell, he would never forget this.

His cum wasn't too thick or watery but it was great in volume. Shirou was proud of himself for the load. It was the largest of his life, no doubt.

And he got to waste it on a beauty like Saber. Saber, whose delicate and stunning face was her most fetching feature. And Shirou came all over it. He marked her with his seed.

Looking up at him, smiling like a real servant, she asked, "Was this to your liking, Master?"

Shirou **** himself to move his head up and down. "Mhm."

"I see." Saber licked her lips clean of his cum. He could feel the pull of mana. Their bond was growing stronger. He could taste it.

All while having a three and a half inch cock. Who knew?