Couple: "Orpheus" (Nightmare) x Frederick Krebergh (Composer)

Tag: Identity V, game, smut, 18+,...

Note from K:
• about Frederick's full name - because it is not clear whether his surname is Kreberg or Clayburgh (some sources say it is Kreiburgh), so if there are any errors, please forgive them.
• about the details of "Orpheus's" appearance - I admit that I don't study much about this guy, so I just gave a brief description and there are a few details that don't make much sense, I hope you can ignore them. (Especially the tongue thing, just hide your brain somewhere before reading this fanfiction)

• also I used Google translate and only fixed a few words because my foreign friend wants to read my fanfiction too, so yeah, excuse me for my poor english.

~enjoy~

"Orpheus" has had a losing streak of 30 matches as a Hunter. He wanted to get back on track to save his streak, so throughout the match he focused all his strength on defeating at least two survivors to get a draw. Yet these ridiculous people who "Orpheus" put on chairs kept saving each other and treating the wounded, running around everywhere, giving "Orpheus" a headache and eye pain. He accidentally let them distract him when the person he should have targeted first was the Composer. Frederick is an aristocrat who specializes in decoding. He quickly fixes everything by listening to the machine's melody (?)

When "Orpheus" realized it, Frederick had almost finished decoding the last machine. Of course he wouldn't leave it alone, using the teleportation portal to go to the other person's place. When Frederick saw the gate being erected, he ran away because he knew his other teammate would complete the machine for him.

Frederick is not very confident in his ability to retain hunters. "Orpheus" was right behind him and he knew he had to do his best until the portal was powered up. Maybe he would run around to find the tunnel first and wait for his teammates to escape. True to the Composer's prediction, as soon as he left, another person came and finished the machine. He could see the silhouettes of three teammates standing at the gate not far from where he was waiting to enter the password. However, Frederick could not feel secure. Because behind him is "Orpheus" in his most dangerous state. One blow from him was enough to knock the noble boy down instantly.

Frederick tried to use his skills and weave through each board and wall to lengthen the distance between himself and the hunter. It's strange that he keeps clinging to him while his other teammates are escaping. Why is this "Orpheus" a bit stupid today? Is it possible that it's because he's lost too much?

Behind is "Orpheus" with glowing red eyes staring after the red-shirted nobleman. For some reason, he didn't want to let him escape, he felt he had to capture Frederick, at least that would console his pride somewhat. Because in previous matches, it was also because of this composer that he didn't win any games!

Before Frederick's eyes, a tunnel appeared, and soon the tunnel lid was opened. That proved that his other three teammates had successfully escaped. Now if he's lucky, he can get there in time and jump down. It doesn't matter if he can escape or not, because this game is already a win in his hands.

The worst thing that can happen to the Composer is to be put in a rocket chair.

Frederick just didn't expect that this "Orpheus" would lose his mind!

As soon as the nobleman was only a few steps away from the tunnel, the Nightmare man jumped up from behind and gave Frederick a fatal blow. The boy in red of course lost his ability and fell to the ground immediately afterwards. Yet he did not give up. Frederick tried his best to crawl towards the cellar despite his body aching and his mind dizzy. However, luck was not on his side this time. "Orpheus" quickly approached and pulled the Composer towards him. The strange thing is that he did not force him to sit on the rocket chair but instead placed the other person on his back under his body. The posture of the two people is extremely shady. Frederick felt an unusually dangerous aura emanating from this hunter. Some very... lewd intention.

The Nightmare Man locked Frederick's arms with one hand. Holding his face close to the person in front of him, the hunter's heavy breathing made the Composer even more scared, so scared that he couldn't make any sound other than his heartbeat. The silver-haired man closed his eyes in panic as the hunter raised his hand to slash across his chest. He only felt a cold wind and heard the sound of fabric being torn apart. When Frederick looked back, his pure white Victorian shirt had turned into rags, revealing his skin and his body trembling from cold or fear. 

His bare chest was exposed and he felt the heavy breath of the hunter breathing in, making Frederick so scared that his hair stood on end. He realized the Nightmare was staring at his chest, which made Frederick feel uncomfortable. Well, no one would be comfortable with a monster pinning them down in the middle of the forest after a chase, taking off their clothes and then staring at their chest.

The Nightmare Man looked long enough to make Frederick believe that this guy must have lost all his mind. Just as he was about to kick him out, "Orpheus" made an action that made the little musician doubt what was about to happen to him.

That evil bird bit his nipples!!

He grabbed one of the Composer's breasts with his crow's beak, causing him to struggle from the pain. But Frederick's strength could not compare to the monster in front of him. "Orpheus" ran his tongue across the noble's white chest in an extremely provocative manner. Frederick could briefly see the corners of his lips curl up. He's crazy!! His chest was currently wet with "Orpheus's" gastric juice. That sticky liquid was initially warm but then turned cold all over his body. The night wind blowing past made Frederick's mind even more tense.

- w-wait!!

As soon as the words were uttered, the hunter tore poor Frederick's pants. Now there was nothing left on the guy's body that was intact, his clothes were all in shreds, but the red cloak covered in dirt was still intact for Frederick to lie on.

It's strange that despite having gone through many battles, the body of the person below has very few wounds. Perhaps this noble has always been well protected by others in previous battles, plus his skin is extremely rosy colour. It's not an exaggeration, but "Orpheus" can describe this skin as white as porcelain. Combined with that moonlight silver hair, Frederick is no different from an expensive doll in his eyes. But no matter what kind of luxury doll it is, Frederick will crumble under him tonight.

- Let me go! Did you lose too much that you lost your mind too?

The Composer shouted loudly with explosive anger. To be honest, this was the first time he encountered something like this. Having his clothes torn and now having to lie like a naked chicken under a madman who had bad intentions towards him made the noble extremely uncomfortable. But Frederick did not expect that his words would stimulate that Nightmare guy, he accidentally reminded him of that pitiful 30-match losing streak.

At this point, "Orpheus's" crow's eyes contained murderous intent, and anger welled up in his heart. The hunter raised his pen-shaped claw and scratched his crow's beak. Then he took a deep breath, using his red eyes to put pressure on Frederick. Suddenly, that sharp finger stabbed straight at the person below, the distance from the Composer's face to "Orpheus's" finger was only a few centimeters apart. That action seemed to drain all of Frederick's blood and courage.

- Is it not your fault? - "Orpheus" said in a tone of suppressed anger.

The monster's crow eyes stared at Frederick, he looked so small, nestled in the black of "Orpheus"'s pupils. The Composer thought it was possible that his heart would stop beating at any moment if he continued to say something to him. Perhaps the best way now is to stay silent, because once he opens his mouth, Frederick knows he won't be able to say anything nice.

Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted when the Composer noticed the monster's giant hand that filled with musical note tattoos traveling all over his body. He touched everywhere, sometimes gently pinching the skin, startling Frederick. The Nightmare guy's hand went from the shoulder to the collarbone, moving down to the chest where all the gastric juice had dried up, the nipples that had been bitten was still red and hard. "Orpheus" continued to slide his hand to the flat belly of the person below. He rubbed it and imagined that this belly would soon be filled and swell as if Frederick were pregnant.

- hmm...not a bad idea - "Orpheus" muttered to himself while the little Composer was unaware of the depraved images in his head.

- What do you want to do!? - Although Frederick had suspected it, he really hoped this was just a joke.

Until "Orpheus" moved his hand down between his legs, touching his semi-erect penis which Frederick swore it was responding because of the cold, not because he was lying naked and exposed to "Orpheus", Frederick knew that something bad was happening to him.

The Composer struggled in panic, there was no way he would let this monster carry out that evil intention. Frederick turned around and tried to crawl towards the tunnel in front of him. He was only a few steps away, but the giant was right on top of him. It was very difficult to escape, but he could not lie still and endure it. This is a matter of Frederick Kreiburg's honor, he has never bowed to anyone before, how can he let this evil bird do dirty things to him!

No! Frederick thought, he definitely would not lie down and moan under any man, let alone this monster "Orpheus"!

- there's nowhere to run, dear Frederick.

"Orpheus" said as he grabbed the other person's ankle and forcefully pulled him towards him. It's fitting that in this position, all the beauty is exposed. The Nightmare Man looks relaxed, but in reality he is raging inside. Frederick was pulled back but was also extremely stubborn as he used his fingers to grip the ground even though his fingertips were scratched by rocks and soil, the tunnel was right in front of him, he could not give up here and be humiliated.

- a-aahh..!!

While struggling for his life, Frederick suddenly screamed with pain in the sensitive place below. It turned out that "Orpheus" had lost patience with him, so he inserted a finger into Frederick's back hole. But it wasn't completely rough, just a quarter of a finger, but because there was no lubrication and it was the first time, the action was still incredibly painful for poor Frederick.

"Orpheus" intended to push deeper, but then he heard a whimper coming from the person below. Frederick was in so much pain that he cried, his whole body turned red and looked extremely pitiful. This made "Orpheus" a little guilty, just a little, it was true that he wanted to make this arrogant noble cry under him, but not because of pain. "Orpheus" reached out a hand to touch the smaller man's silver hair and gently stroked it. However, the other finger still hasn't left the back hole. The evil bird used the gentlest and warmest tone to comfort Frederick below.

- If you don't want to get hurt, relax, I'll take it slow. Frederick, relax and don't resist...

Believe it or not, those words calmed Frederick a bit. Tears still fell but the boy was gradually getting used to that uncomfortable and strange feeling. Well, he can't resist anymore, Frederick is not good at enduring pain, he doesn't want to be hurt at all, perhaps the best way is to listen to the words of that crazy crow.

"Orpheus" took the opportunity to insert his finger an inch deeper. Frederick's back hole is very tight, it can be seen that this person is very tense even though "Orpheus" is constantly caressing his head. By the time a finger could easily go in and out, Frederick's whole body was drenched in sweat, his wet hair stuck to his dreamy red face. Even though it was a very cold night, Frederick felt like he was burning from the inside. More precisely, the burning pain from the small hole was burning Frederick.

It was really painful, Frederick was experiencing this feeling for the first time. Even though he said he was relaxed, Frederick really didn't know what to do properly. The other finger penetrated more and more, then gently withdrew and then entered again. The whole process was extremely slow but enough to make the Composer extremely miserable.

"Orpheus" felt he couldn't continue like this. There had been tension under his pants for a long time and he couldn't rush forward directly because doing so would hurt the person below. At that point, "Orpheus" decided to pull his finger out. Frederick felt that the strange object had left and immediately relaxed his shoulders, but right after that he felt a soft, moist foreign object immediately invade his anus. 

Crazy crow! He uses his tongue!!

Frederick couldn't believe what "Orpheus" was doing. How could he pull that long tongue out of a crow's beak and poke it into a man's back hole like that!? Isn't he usually very arrogant? This guy is crazy, really out of his mind!

"Orpheus's" tongue is also not as soft as a normal human tongue, so Frederick will feel a bit hard and burning at the mouth of the hole, he whispers a groan in his throat. But in return, the gastric juice following the crow's tongue will wet and lubricate him, making penetration easier. Frederick's whole body was now as soft as a puddle. Oh god, never in his life did he think he would be horny from having his back hole fucked by a monster's tongue.

But in fact, "Orpheus's" movements are very rhythmic and loving, he moves his tongue in and out very slowly, even twisting his tongue to rub against the inner flesh wall. It was as if the Nightmare guy was enjoying an appetizer, leisurely enjoying it, opening up his taste buds before eating the main course.

- uurrgh— wait...I-I– that spot..!!

Frederick felt something suddenly stimulated inside him. "Orpheus's" tongue had found it and they were now stabbing each other with rapid frequency. This makes the Composer unable to lie still. It made his whole body extremely uneasy, he clutched the red shirt underneath. Frederick wanted an outburst, he needed a shot now.

Just as Frederick almost reached his climax, "Orpheus"'s tongue withdrew, leaving the silver-haired man feeling disappointed. The Composer, both annoyed and confused, turned his head to look at the Nightmare with tears remaining at the corners of his eyes.

- you want it? Then beg.

Indeed, "Orpheus" is still himself. If one day he does not make things difficult for Frederick, the sky will probably collapse that day. If it weren't for being held tightly by this Nightmare, Frederick would probably have risked his life to hit him a few times.

What's more important is the pain in his penis that won't be released. Frederick bit his lip and tried to move his hips, rubbing the tip of his penis against the red cloak underneath in the hope of finding some feeling but it's useless. That only made him hurt more. Helpless, Frederick had no choice but to turn his head to look at the giant above him. It was embarrassing, but he moved his buttocks closer to the hardness between "Orpheus's legs", rubbing it invitingly with his soft buttocks. Frederick pursed his lips and looked at "Orpheus" with a pitiful expression. It's like if the Nightmare guy doesn't act now, this little Composer will fall apart. With a weak trembling voice, Frederick opened his mouth to beg

- Please…Orphy–

Even if "Orpheus" had the face of a crow, it couldn't hide his triumphant smile. And with a soul that deeply appreciates fragile things (namely Frederick), of course "Orpheus" cannot continue to look any longer. He released his erection and placed the head in front of Frederick's anus so that they touched each other like a greeting. "Orpheus" likes to tease this horny hole, he keeps rubbing the mouth of the hole with his penis, taking advantage of the saliva from his tongue earlier to lubricate. The embarrassed Composer lay down below, suffering like a weak puppy.

To be honest, he was a bit scared when he saw that thing of "Orpheus", it couldn't be called giant but it wasn't medium sized either, Frederick couldn't measure its length but he knew its width was probably more than three fingers of an adult man, not only that, the prominent veins and color really scared Frederick.

Feeling Frederick's anxiety, the Nightmare man gently leaned down right next to Frederick's ear and whispered.

- Are you afraid, baby? Don't worry, I will take good care of you. – Right after that, without letting Frederick have time to prepare, he thrust his hips and push his meat deep inside him.

- aarrghh!! – The large foreign object entering stretched the flesh wall so a little bleeding was inevitable. Because Frederick was suddenly attacked, he shouted loudly. His scream of pain echoed throughout the forest, alarming the surrounding crows.

Frederick was right when he thought that the thing was too big for him. The poor boy bit his lower lip to stop the little whimper, both slim hands clutched the red shirt underneath, his whole body was extremely tense, sometimes he would try to reach out towards the door in front of him but then became helpless in tears. Those pitiful images were captured in the eyes of "Orpheus". Soon, Nightmare thought, those tears would turn into tears of joy.

"Orpheus" didn't wait for the other person to get used to his size, he started thrusting his hips, burying that huge meat shaft deep into Frederick, pulling it out almost to its full length and continuing to thrust it back in.

"Orpheus"'s speed is not fast, he mainly focuses on his thrust more (like the way he usually hunts survivors), so Frederick could not keep his body balanced and swinging according to the movements of "Orpheus".

- a- aah~ urgg ngh ahh~

The musician's back was attacked so violently that his front arms could no longer support him and his upper body fell to the ground. His buttocks were both red as if someone had punished him so hard by hitting him. In the middle of the dark forest, there was the sound of flesh clashing. The sound of them fucking could put other creatures into heat. Frederick helplessly lay face down on the red fabric below, his buttocks raised high to receive each wave of "monster" intrusion. Their current position is truly an ideal lovemaking position.

Frederick breathed with all his life, the frequency of Nightmare's thrusts increased, which meant his insides became hotter and it seemed like this numb feeling was about to take over his entire mind. Part of Frederick wanted to resist, but part of him wanted more. The most obvious expression of that was the way his greedy little hole sucked on the other person's flesh.

"Orpheus" grabbed Frederick's ass with one hand while the other lifted his chin and forced him to look at him. The Composer was so fucked by him that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, the only thing missing was his pretty tongue sticking out. "Orpheus" wrapped his tongue around Frederick's, the other person had no reason to avoid it. They sucked each other's tongues as if they were going to die of thirst if they couldn't drink each other's saliva.

Frederick arched his back to receive each strong thrust, his red nipple was pressed against the shirt underneath with the frictional movement, he now had only one thought in his mind. It's the penis, of "Orpheus". Although it is said that this young musician is very famous for his handsome face, he has never experienced this feelings with any women before. But now his mind is going crazy about the delicious meat attacking the sweet spot deep inside him.

At this moment, "Orpheus" no longer looked like a gentleman, he moved violently as if he was trying to dig a piece of diamond in a mine with his "big pickaxe". Even the speed was increasing, Frederick could not see the end, he was simply feeling so good that he was mentally numb, his eyes gradually lost focus and rolled upward, his face was wet from crying and sweat. Drool flowed down a long line down his throat and chest. Frederick's ears were quite sensitive, so it was difficult to avoid hearing wet sounds from behind. All combined together made his soul soar. Finally reaching his limit, Frederick braced himself and screamed loudly when he felt the other object thrust hard and release that sticky liquid in the deepest part of him, so much that the semen spilled out. Looking down below, you can see that the young musician has shot out just as much. The robe was soaked mostly.

Frederick panted, regaining his composure after the crazy lovemaking just now. His eyes were no longer blurred, maybe he was more alert than ever. Seeing the opened vault waiting in front of him, the Composer wanted to get up and crawl back to the dark dungeon. It's just a pity that he wasn't as fast as "Orpheus". Just when Frederick reached the mouth of the tunnel with both hands, the Nightmare turned him over and carried him towards the rocket chair not far away. Frederick moaned softly as he was placed in the chair, the vigorous movement caused semen to flow down and the chair quickly became sticky. The Composer was forced by the monster to spread his legs in an M shape. Revealing the entire scene, which for "Orpheus" was the most beautiful art, more beautiful than he could ever imagined. Just from looking at him, he's hard again.

- mmh..aah~

"Orpheus" was no longer polite and rushed straight in. With his current position, the numbness that Frederick received was twice or more than before. The musician could do nothing but receive the strong thrusts that made his legs shake violently from the Nightmare man and make the most arousing sounds possible. Frederick clung tightly to the arm holding his thigh as if he wanted to pull them closer together, wanting that huge meat to bury even deeper inside him.

- little Frederick.. urrgh~ My beloved Frederick~ – "Orpheus" was in a trance of lustful desire for the musician, causing him to quickly lose his mind.

- aah..nggh ahh~ uurgh Orphy-..more- I want more.. – Frederick jumped forward and hugged "Orpheus", pressed his lips to his ear and lovingly begged him to ruin him .

- Are you sure? You're gonna get pregnant~

And as usual, "Orpheus" would tease Frederick to the point that the young man would burst into tears and bury his face in the cunning crow's black feathers to act like a babe. Finally "Orpheus" felt a little guilty and granted poor Frederick's wishes.

That day, the survivors clearly won, but Frederick felt that the true winner was that evil bird "Orpheus".

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Battle summary: 3 survivors escaped and 1 survivor escaped through the tunnel, time data containing the hunter of the Composer is 5 hours 56 minutes. "Orpheus" was later banned by Frederick in every match.