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"Finally... I've found you, fiend," Inorog whispered. The hulking unicorn peered through the foliage at his prey: the tanuki who'd so humiliated him two months back, savagely fucking him before a full arena of onlookers as he could do nothing but struggle against the vines that'd trapped him to the ground, and curse, and growl... and moan...
His face flushed with blood, the equine equally infuriated and aroused by the memory of his prostate being pummeled to the point of him emptying his load all over the dirt. The fact that it'd felt so... so fucking incredible... only added to his rage, since it'd sapped away all of his will to struggle, and no warrior should be reduced to a simpering pile of mush just from a magician's cock invading his bowels.
The surroundings were nothing he wouldn't have expected from the treehugger, but he was surprised that the tanuki hadn't at least formed some kind of shelter for himself. Instead the black-furred fiend was sleeping on a bed of grass and soil, surrounded by stone pillars in a ring around him. Not even a blanket protected the druid from the chance of rain. Though still clad in boots and gloves, not a bit of armor or cloth remained beyond them; if the emptied bottles of bourbon beside Onyx were any indication, he'd simply passed out before shedding those last articles. It was almost unnerving to see his legs splayed wide open, a thick pink organ lying on his belly like a perverse dragon. Even in this relative darkness, the moonlight glittered off the metal pierced through its head. He could scarcely acknowledge to himself that this was what had been inside him that short time ago; even as large as it was compared to the druid's form, it'd felt thicker still. His own endowment more than defeated Onyx's in both length and girth, but that the unicorn owed to genetics and lineage, as well as the blessings of the fertility gods.
Ino snorted, shaking his head. He hadn't come here to admire the nude mage's cock. He came to avenge himself.
Emerging from the brush, he brandished his axe as Onyx roused from his slumber and immediately pushed back against one of the stones. "What the f-" His words of shock froze in his throat as the blade pressed against it.
"Fiend! You think you can humiliate me and get away with it!?" the horned horse bellowed, pressing the head of his weapon in just enough to let the druid know he had every intention to harm him. "I have my honor, foul magician, and for you to work your enchantments upon me in battle is nothing but cowardice!"
The sudden attack had Onyx wide awake from his deep sleep a few seconds ago, adrenaline quick to rouse him. He pressed his hands to the ground, but before he could even begin to try snaring Inorog the axe blade was shoved further into his flesh, enough that he couldn't even swallow the lump in his throat.
"Not another move!"
The druid could only sit against the stone, gazing into the fury-filled eyes of the warrior. "You wish to claim my life?"
"I wish to claim back my honor!" he again shouted. "You made me... you made the crowd think I enjoyed what you did! For that, you deserve nothing less than death!"
The caster again clawed the dirt below him. "Surely... surely there must be another way-"
"Shut up!"
Onyx's hands moved to the axe handle, just halting the pressure that might otherwise have opened his throat. "Please, I beg of you, at least let me speak!"
Inorog sneered, but relieved the pressure just enough that the mage could breath easier. "Fine, coward, but know that these will be the last words you speak!"
"I... hope they won't be. Inorog... if there's truly no way to resolve this without you lopping my head off right now, then fine, do as you will. But as you said... you have honor. I certainly don't want to die, and I don't think you want to kill me. There's... a different way you can avenge yourself."
"Explain yourself, fiend," the unicorn shot. "Quickly."
"Eye for an eye. You're angry that I fucked you, so it's only right that you fuck me." He glanced down. "Look. Your loincloth is already pretty well tented. Tell me Inorog, how long has it been since you've allowed yourself release?"
Ino's eyes followed, and despite his rage, he could see Onyx was right; the equine's manhood had already lifted the thin, torn fabric up, his own adrenaline pumping blood through it. "It doesn't matter," he answered, not wanting to admit that the last he'd cum was that last fateful battle with the tanuki, and it'd been far longer that he'd done so with any contact with his cock.
"It does, though." Onyx's fingers pushed up the thick thighs of his assailant, only stopping a moment when Inorog put more pressure on the blade to his throat, but quick to resume their passage along the sinews and under that fabric. "I'd guess it's been a long time, considering how quickly you're dick is swelling up." Both hands grasped the organ as he gently pushed the front of Inorog's loincloth aside.
"You... fucking incubus..." Inorog's arms weakened; Onyx's hands felt too good for him to deny his need to fuck, and the organ that'd been slowly inflating all along suddenly swelled up to its full size as Onyx's gloved hands caressed it. He snorted before finally tossing the axe aside. "Open your mouth."
The druid looked up. "Wha-"
"I said open your fucking mouth." He lunged his hips forward, the flared head of his dick grinding against the tanuki's face, leaving a thick, slimy streak of precum to mat up the fur on the tanuki's cheek. "If you don't want me to chop your fucking head off, you'd better give me the best blowjob I've ever had."
Onyx's gaze stayed locked with Ino's for a few seconds before he finally complied, his tongue flopping out and providing a wet, slick surface for the unicorn's cock to grind against on his way into the druid's muzzle. There was little room for tightening his lips; Inorog was girthy enough to keep the man's jaws spread as it slowly slid toward the back of his throat. And yet tighten they did, pulling on the equine's veiny flesh as he drew it backward.
"Ngghh!" Inorog's hips ground slowly as he watched the first handful of inches disappear into Onyx's maw and come back out with a fresh layer of saliva making it shimmer in the light of the full moon. "You... fucking slut..." he growled. "I'd bet you've been wanting to taste my cock all along, haven't you..."
Onyx's only reply was a moan as his head eased forward, pulling another couple of inches in until he was kissing the first fist around Ino's dick.
"As I thought." Ino leaned forward, his weight bearing against the stone he had Onyx pinned to. Another curious glance at the nearly-nude canid's loins saw the piece that'd been inside him in its full glory now. He was STILL the thicker and longer of the two by a considerable amount, but the difference was much less, too. It was little wonder he'd needed a few hours after their last encounter before his knees worked again. "Pervert. Getting aroused... just from the taste of my cock..." His free hand claimed the back of Onyx's skull and he began thrusting rapidly, letting his instinct to breed take him over. The sound of his precum slopping the druid's lips and the throaty, horny moans he made empowered both the unicorn's rage and his lust. How dare Onyx actually ENJOY being raped! How could he have such gall that he'd willfully bob his head!? As infuriating as it was, though, it was also amazing to have one - even a man - practically worshiping his cock.
Onyx did what he could to pleasure Inorog with the little control he had now. His tongue curled and flailed, caressing the bloated belly of the unicorn's massive shaft whenever he had hilted himself as much as the tanuki's stroking hands allowed, frantically circling the edge of his glans and fluttering against his piss slit when he pulled himself back. That oral muscle was the most eager Inorog had felt in all his days. "G-Gods above..." He hated how good it felt; it meant Onyx was more than able to give him the best head of his life. His rage slowly eased off, spilling out as increasing lust took its place.
He dared one more glance down, seeing those hands leave his dick just as he lunged forward hard, felt the tanuki's throat give way with only the slightest clench before his meaty pole popped straight down Onyx's gullet, leaving the druid's nose buried deep in blue pubic hair. "Oh... Gods... f-fuck! You can... oh fuck!" Now THIS was a new sensation! Few were those who could handle a cock as massive as his, and yet this man sitting before him was deepthroating him as easily as any whore. His balls tightened up, ready to deliver the payload of semen into the tanuki's mouth. "S-stop... stop before-"
But Onyx didn't stop. He simply bobbed his head in time with those powerful lunges of Ino's hips, swallowing his cock whole over and over, yet doing so just slowly enough to stave off the equine's orgasm for those few precious seconds longer that he craved. He was riding the edge for what could have been three seconds or three eternities for all he knew before Onyx eased back, once more gripping the meat by its base like a bastard sword, and focused his full attention on the sensitive head.
Ino's head fell back, his teeth grinding, his fingers dragging against the stone upon which he supported himself. "Oh fuck, yes..." As he gasped, he felt that familiar, powerful clench in his loins. He could only relax to try and hold himself back for just a split second longer before the first powerful jet of semen gushed into the druid's mouth. Then another. And another. And another. "S-swallow it..." he growled. "Swallow it all..."
Something about this climax was different than he'd ever experienced though, even the one he'd felt when Onyx had fucked him. Warmth was welling in his body, and even through the release, that pre-orgasmic tension never left him. It was as if he was experiencing dozens of orgasms linked back to back, one churning out of his dick even as the next batch of semen formed in his weighty nuts. And as he dared to open his eyes and look down, his heart sank.
An arcane circle was what provided that warmth below him. He didn't recognize the runes inscribed all along its perimeter, but he knew that this as a druidic language. Even worse though was that the unearthly viridian light under his hooves was a dim glow compared to the beams shooting from Onyx's eyes. "F-f-fiend! You've... you've tricked... oh, by the Gods..." He just couldn't feel any anger at this point though. The powerful desire to keep fucking Onyx's maw was too strong. He knew now that with every jet of semen shot into the druid's mouth he was feeding the man magical power, the seed converting into mana somehow, but he truly couldn't wrestle that breeding instinct back. Minute after minute passed, the arcane magic keeping his balls full and his climax powerful until sheer exhaustion made the unicorn's knees buckle and he fell backward, gasping for air, the last gushes of seed coating his abdomen. "F-fiend..." was all he could whisper.
Onyx, his face drooling with the equine's supernaturally massive load, merely offered him a soft grin as he looked down at the spent warrior, his own dick so rigid it looked ready to burst. And yet he didn't lay a finger on it, simply letting the precum from it drool onto Inorog's lips where the magical energy made the syrup fluid sizzle. "Don't feel too bad, Inorog," he said. "You simply chose the exact wrong time to come after me. Any other night, in any other place, I wouldn't have been able to summon those virility runes, and I wouldn't have gained any strength from your cum. Bad luck, really. Still... this could be interesting."
The druid made a light motion with his fingers, and Inorog's head suddenly lashed back, the unicorn screaming as semen again erupted from his still-rigid cock, jetting feet in the air before landing on his face in a few potent, glue-like streaks. "As I thought," Onyx chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't do that too often. Just whenever I'm bored. And it should wear off... I guess in a few months. Assuming you don't come to fuck me on the next full moon."
"Y-you... accursed... incubus... I'll fucking kill you..." Ino grunted out, the sudden second climax leaving him unable to even rise to his feet, much less reclaim his axe and strike the druid down.
"I invite you to try," Onyx chuckled as he gathered his belongings. "But I assure you it'll be quite the challenge. Be well, warrior." His soft chuckling echoed in Ino's ears as he left the equine to fall into fitful wet dreams about him in the wet grass.
Azuni
MemberLikes like Inorog is taking his revenge after what Onyx did to him in the Gladiator ring.
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