Entertainment of the Highest Caliber

Rating: Explicit 

Fandom: FGO

Pairing: Gilgamesh/Ritsuka 

Tags: cockwarming, underage 

Summary: Sitting on a throne, listening to peasants warble about their woes...it gets boring after a while. Luckily, Gilgamesh has the perfect cure to the incessant droll: Ritsuka's warm mouth wrapped firmly around his cock

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With a quiet shuffle, another peasant moved to the front of the line to deliver yet another grievance to be added to the flood of complaints he had already received that day – the majority of which he was already working on. Resting his cheek on the curve of his fingers, Gilgamesh stared down at the pleb without really seeing them. Their words flew by his ears without so much of a syllable being heard. A perfectly crafted expression of vague interest sat firmly on his face. Several of his attendants lingered about, looking just as bored as he felt. Occasionally, one would dart off to drop off some new reports that Gilgamesh would glance over then toss to the side. That was the problem with peace. Nothing interesting popped up to pull him away from this endless monotonous dance. Gilgamesh resisted the urge to sigh. A shift of movement between his legs drew his attention away from the irrelevant annoyance. His gaze flickered down, a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

There wasn’t much that could make these grueling hours he was forced to spend bureaucratizing bearable. Drinking was off limits. Siduri might not be nearby but she had an almost sixth sense of when he was sneaking some alcohol while working. He didn’t exactly want to sit through another lecture at the end of an annoying day. Since the welcome dulling effects of alcohol wasn’t on the table, he had to rely on something else to get him through the day without losing his mind. Thankfully, he had something even better than the nectar of the gods: a tight, warm, wet mouth wrapped snugly around his erect cock. Gilgamesh’s smirk grew even wider. Tucked snugly between his legs, his adorable face flushed the perfect hue of red, was his reward for getting through the day without causing too much trouble: Ritsuka. His eyes were lightly closed. He was resting his full weight against him, cheek pressed to his inner thigh. If Gilgamesh focused, he could hear the soft, even pace of his breathing.

Gilgamesh’s fingers twitched, hungry to reach down to touch his beautiful pet. Somehow, he resisted, despite the aching need to do so. Sitting there stone-faced was easy enough but the moment his gaze lit upon his beautiful Ritsuka, his composure was much harder to keep in check. Smirking down at his crotch would be largely looked over but anything more than that would draw more attention that he wanted. Last thing he wanted was Siduri being summoned. She wouldn’t be able to do anything about it but he still didn’t want to hear her chastising while he was just trying to enjoy the incredible, maddening sensation of being swallowed up by Ritsuka’s throat. This was his perfect way to get through the day, though he wasn’t able to experience it as often as he liked. Despite Ritsuka being his alone, there were a horde of nobodies who demanded his attention every hour of the day, much to his displeasure and fury. Gilgamesh’s smirk faded a little. Just the thought of one of Ritsuka’s “friends” appearing out of nowhere to drag him away made his blood boil.

“Sire?” A meek voice spoke up from in front of him, “I’m sorry if I’ve angered you. I will-“

“You haven’t.” Gilgamesh cut them off curtly. Without lifting his gaze from his Ritsuka, he waved his hand to signal them to continue. There was a brief, hesitant pause then the inconsequential chattered marched on. He had to resist the urge to yawn. Wouldn’t be the best idea to show his people just how uninterested he was in their ‘plight’, though it would be quite entertaining to give the lot of them an earful on the fact that all this garbage they were whining about was already under control. Doubtful that would make them stop – they were just peasants – so it wasn’t worth his time. Why waste it on these simpletons when he could focus all of it on his Ritsuka? Gilgamesh leaned further back into his throne, thrusting his hips ever so slightly to grind his cock against the sensitive chords of Ritsuka’s throat. The form between his legs shuddered. Ritsuka jerked up slightly, his eyes flying open. Gilgamesh bit back a laugh. Had he fallen asleep while sucking on his cock? How adorable. Made him wonder if he dreamt of being fucked by him while he slept. He would have to remember to ask later. For now…Gilgamesh, regrettably, shifted his focus back to the endless line of plebs.

Ritsuka was as much of a distraction as he was a reward, which is the only reason he knew that Siduri, if she were to discover what they were doing, wouldn’t complain…much. She would want him to do something much more discrete but if this kept him in place throughout the day, he didn’t think that she would have much to offer other than an exasperated sigh. Sitting on his throne, going as quickly through the complaints, requests and other strange nonsense that his people brought to his feet, Gilgamesh didn’t count the seconds but he was certainly twitching from impatience by the time the last peasant turned on their heel and waddled out of the throne room. Blowing out a harsh breath through his nose, Gilgamesh dismissed everyone else – attendants, servants, other random people he was sure were supposed to be there but he had no idea what they did or who they were – with a wave of his hand. As usual, those who worked directly for him didn’t linger long. Within a couple minutes, the throne room was completely empty, save for him and Ritsuka.

Finally, as silence enveloped the throne room, Gilgamesh allowed his composed expression to melt away. Brilliant heat bloomed in his cheeks. A wide, hungry grin spread across his face. Ritsuka had slipped back into that sleep like state a few hours ago. He hadn’t moved much at all since then, only occasionally shifting and sighing in that a voice that was so cute, it threatened to shatter his self-control. Swallowing hard against the sudden dryness in his throat, Gilgamesh reached down to push his fingers through Ritsuka’s soft, fluffy hair. He started a little, his beautiful blue eyes fluttering open then tilted his head back to look up at him. Warmth and adulation filled up his sleep fogged, heavy lidded gaze. No words needed to be exchanged between them. If he was touching him, then that meant it was time for his reward.

Bracing his hands on the smooth stone floor, Ritsuka shifted even closer. Gilgamesh shuddered in anticipation. Hollowing out his cheeks, applying a much stronger suction than before, Ritsuka rubbed his tongue against the underside of his throbbing, aching cock as he began to rapidly bob up and down. Mouth falling open, a burst of erratic heat rolling out from the base of his belly, Gilgamesh moaned loudly. Didn’t matter how many times they did this. It never failed to feel incredible. The smooth glide of Ritsuka’s mouth, the tight, wet heat encasing him, the way he almost seemed to desperately swallow up his cock, as though it was the most delicious thing in the world – he could never get enough of it!

Panting harshly, his body humming with intense, energized pleasure, Gilgamesh bucked and rolled his hips to match the movements of Ritsuka’s mouth. Those big, expressive blue eyes flickered back and forth between his face and his crotch. The deep red dyeing Ritsuka’s cheeks brought that gorgeous hue out even more. Drool streamed down his jaw, sliding along his throat to soak through his collar. Gilgamesh gleefully stroked his face, his hair, his neck – everywhere he could reach. Beautiful…he was so beautiful…and he was all his. No one else could touch him like this, see him like this – he was the only one who was allowed to have his cock greedily devoured by that heavenly mouth or his other sacred hole. That one he didn’t get to enjoy nearly as much either. Tonight, though, he was fully intending to indulge to the fullest. If Ritsuka could walk tomorrow morning, he’d be doing so with his belly stuffed full of his seed.

The most annoying aspect of this was that he always came far too quick. After being held on the edge the entire day, he knew it was inevitable but it never failed to irritate him when that gorgeous, divine mouth quickly brought him right on the verge of orgasming within a few thrusts. A super-heated coil of pressure and pleasure built up behind his swollen, heavy balls. Grinding his teeth tightly together, Gilgamesh furiously demanded it away but there was no denying what had been building up since early in the day. Seeming to sense how close he was, a spark of mischievousness gleaming in his beautiful blue eyes, Ritsuka pushed down all the way, taking in every inch of his cock. He swallowed noisily around his length. One small hand sneaked between his thighs to lovingly fondle Gilgamesh’s balls. That brat…he knew exactly how to undo him. Bowing over, brows furrowed, mouth twisted into a snarl, Gilgamesh laid a hand on the back of Ritsuka’s head, pressing him even more firmly to his pubic bone. His cock twitched against the smooth arch of his tongue then, with a burst of intense, burning pleasure, he came. A throaty, growling cry pushed out between the gaps in his teeth. Ritsuka squealed happily, his eyes fluttering closed as he swallowed down every last drop. He continued to suck on his length as he came, milking him until there was nothing left.

“Damn brat.” Gilgamesh gasped with a smile, sliding his down the back of Ritsuka’s head to gently play with the hair at the base of his neck.

Ristuka slipped off his still hard cock with a loud squelch that echoed through the otherwise silent throne room. Hungrily licking his lips, smiling a little as he caught Gilgamesh’s gaze flickering down to excitedly watch the movement, he said in a soft, husky voice, “Thank you for this delicious meal. Did it feel good, Gilgamesh-sama?”

Snorting, Gilgamesh leaned down to press a kiss to those plush lips, “It did, as always. Come, let’s get some actual food into you then we are going to retire to my quarters, where you are to remain for the entire night, understand?”

“Yes!” Ritsuka exclaimed excitedly, a wide smile spreading across his round, flushed face.

Returning his smile with one of his own, Gilgamesh leaned down to press a kiss to his smooth forehead. Getting to his feet, he didn’t give Ritsuka a chance to try to do so as well. They had quickly learned that it was difficult for him to move right after having sat for hours on end. Gilgamesh bent back down to gather Ritsuka into his arms, squeezing him tight to his chest. Ritsuka snuggled even closer, resting his cheek on his broad shoulder. Before setting off towards his quarters, Gilgamesh leaned down for another quick kiss…which quickly evolved into a deeper, hungrier one. Ritsuka moaned softly, spreading his lips to allow his tongue to slip inside. He sucked lightly on it, swiping his own across it. The sweet taste of Ritsuka’s mouth, tinged with just a hint of his cum, coated the insides of his mouth. After a few moments, he was forced to pull back. Ritsuka whined in disappointment. Gilgamesh kissed the corner of his mouth to soothe him.

“If we keep going, I won’t be able to hold back.” He said, his voice a low rasp. “You need to eat so be a good boy and be patient. I’ll give you even more soon.”

“Yes, of course.” Ritsuka replied agreeably, though he wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding his pout.

Snickering, Gilgamesh quickly started off towards his chambers. Having such a tantalizing reward waiting for him at the end of a boring day did have many advantages but it did make it terribly hard to keep himself in control.