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Ari drew in a long breath as he leant against the side of the window gap, overlooking the kingdom below. It was a sight to behold, to be sure: the bustling citizens wandered left and right, trading in livestock and other materials. He could hear their laughter and chatter below.

Ari wasn't sure if he belonged here. He had moved in a week ago, after a rather fruitful encounter with a Lord. The feline and his large, towering doll companion, Needlebreath, had been travelling across the continent and keeping to themselves when they had been approached by a stranger, offering them accommodation and food in exchange for bodyguard services. At first, Ari had refused, until the stranger's identity and the details behind the 'job' were brought to fruition.

The stranger was none other than Lord Ignius. Whilst Ari may have kept to himself, he'd heard rumors of the man: a young, ambitious upstart who came to prominence during the Reign of the Mad King, where he'd 'single-handedly' defended his keep from the King's army and held his own piece of land. Of course, the king had been quickly usurped after the abrupt invasions, but the legend of Ignius's command over his own small crop of kingdom had spread far and wide. He was supposed to be handsome, wealthy, and suave. The ultimate bachelor, and leader.

Of course, the rumors were mostly true, despite the rather outlandish comments he'd heard from tittering and giggling handmaidens. Ignius was a Lion, tall and proud, and his mane was groomed often. Ari had saw a semblance of kin in amongst their rather one-sided conversation, but only because they were both felines. Ari was a tabby cat, his fur a mixture of greys and blacks, though patches of black cloth adorned his body in places, as if someone had put it over his fur. In actual fact, it was magical cloth that Ari had had sewn onto him after a terrible fire when he was younger. His doll, Needlebreath, had been given the same treatment, though the cloth had brung him to life in the form of a 9 foot tall powerhouse of strength and loyalty.

Ignius's requests had been simple: Needlebreath was alarmingly strong, but only responded to Ari's commands. That much the little feline knew, but the proud Lion had asked that Needlebreath be put to good use protecting the Lord's kingdom. In return, Ari was to be given anything his little, 15 year old heart desired, from lavish rooms and fine meals, to even grooming and personal servants. Ari had never been one for the rich lifestyle, and had initially refused to co-operate. But, the Lion made a good argument in rebuttal.

Ari had been running for a long time. He was not far past 15 years of age, and wasn't getting any younger. Many kids of his age were already settling into a full-time occupation, be it a blacksmith, knight, thief, or similar. Ari should be doing the same, and the Lion suggested that this permanent fixing at his kingdom would benefit the both of them. Whilst Ari was, admittedly, nervous about Needlebreath's safety, he eventually agreed to the terms.

Within a matter of days he'd arrived at the kingdom, and upon his own request, was mostly left alone. Many had looked at him odd, but it had given him a warm feeling his gut as Lord Ignius spoke and walked the halls with him for the first few days without any apparent mention to his appearance, other than the brief, quizzical question about their origin. It made Ari feel good to be treated normally, though he didn't trust the Lion for a second.

It had now been a week since his arrival, and he peered down into the town square to see his lanky, strong friend wandering about the village. At first, Needlebreath had been given odd looks from many of the inhabitants, some even scared. But after a brief speech from the Lord himself, many were put at ease: Needlebreath was a friend, and to be treated as such.

A smile played upon Ari's lips as he saw a group of children of varying shapes and sizes circle around the doll and bounce about in place, wanting to be lifted and held. The Doll obliged for a moment, lowering his arm so that the kids could swing upon it like monkey bars, before he carried about his patrol. Ari had given him liberating instructions: though Needlebreath had a brief semblance of a soul, he required constant instructions to remain functional. Ari had simply told him to 'patrol the kingdom and stop any bad people until sundown', and the Doll was doing just that.

Ari heard the creak of the door behind him, and turned to see the tall Lion entering his room for the first time today. It was roughly 2pm, and Ari knew that Ignius probably had things to attend to, and that the visit would be short.

"Ignius." Ari greeted him briefly, fidgeting with the ends of his tunic sleeves. The Lion always made him feel a little flustered and nervous, and he often fidgeted in his presence. The feline shifted about in his cloth slacks and wiggled his bare toes on the stone floor beneath him.

"Young Ari. I trust your friend is managing well?" Ignius was dressed in his standard, lavish clothes: a fine silk top and his tight-fitting hosen that travelled down his slender legs. His face was the epitome of attraction and his mane was carefully groomed, tucked into his shirt at the bottom. He strode across the room as his feline tail flicked behind him, until he was standing by the window next to the Tabby. Ari moved back a little, uncomfortable.

"Appears so," Ari began, glancing back down to the courtyard below. "...He's settling in well. People aren't scared of him."

"Perhaps it would also do you good to step out of this room once in a while, hm?" The Lion suggested, taking a brief step forwards as he reached up to brush the unkempt hair away from the cat's forehead. "It's been a week, little one."

Ari looked uncomfortable again and shrugged his head away from the Lion's fingers, wandering over to his bed and taking a seak. He rolled his shoulders, looking unsure. It hadn't gone well the other times he'd been out in public, often called a monster, or weird.

"I don't know," The feline replied, looking down at his fidgeting hands. "It...might not be too wise."

"Nonsense." Ignius stepped closer and sat down on the bed beside him. He could already feel the younger cat tensing beside him, but he didn't stop. He moved closer, slinking his large arm around Ari's side and tugging him close. The younger cat felt his heart do a flip, but panic rose in his mind. He still didn't trust this Lion.

Despite that, he found himself unable to find the words to tell the Lion to let go. He shifted nervously, left and right as Ignius drew himself closer and closer until his lips were tracing along the feline's ear.

"...What're you doing?" Ari asked, finally finding his words as he pushed himself against the other's hip, attempting to push himself away. But, the Lion's hand held fast, and the other moved to the cat's leg.

"Ari," He began, his voice low, barely above a whisper. "You didn't know I only wanted you here for you friend, did you?"

Ari felt the fear sink into his gut at the mere prospect was what was going to happen to him. He pushed again, but the Lion held him firmly as he turned him, pushing him down onto the bed. The Lion moved over him, his towering figure a rather stark comparison to the 15 year old's lanky frame.

"I...Ignius..." Ari began, unsure how to proceed as his hands traced ever-so-lightly across the other's broad-chested frame. "No. Get off me."

The feline quickly drew his hands back and his face looked determined. Ignius was the opposite: he looked relaxed and amused, and oddly hungry. He ignored Ari's request, and didn't even try to argue as his hands quickly worked at the buttons on the kid's tunic, popping the first two free. The cat struggled for a moment and froze as the Lion's head lower down onto his chest.

A spike of pleasure shot up Ari's spine, and his breath hitched in his throat as he felt the Lion's teeth gently nibbling his skin. He could feel his large, intruding hands running along the his lithe hips, the fingers dexterously working underneath his waistband and sneaking the cloth pants over his rump. Before he knew what was happening, the pants were slipping down to his knees, and he felt the Lion's stomach pressing down into his small sheath.

"S...Stop, I don't...!" He began, another shaky breath escaping his throat as one of Ignius's dominant hands tucked under his ass and gave it a lovely, firm squeeze. He could feel the bubbling sensation of arousal in the pit of his stomach, trickling up his body until his expression grew flustered and needy. He didn't know how to act or think. His mind had become a hazy mist of nothing but sweet, pleasureable sensations and the vulnerable feeling of a larger, more dominant male over his body.

"Such a sweet child." Ignius mumbled to him as his hand snuck around a little, his head craning up to nibble and kiss the little cat's neck. "So innocent. So naive. I love feeling you quiver."

Ari's brain couldn't churn out a decent retort in response as he felt a finger slipping against the sensitive pucker nestled between his virgin cheeks. His toes curled and his heels scuffed into the bed as a groan escaped his mouth before he could stop it. He mewled in frustration from his own weakness, and he could hear the Lion chuckling in response.

"Am I making you a little flustered, young one?" Ignius asked as he continued to kiss. Ari let out an irritated grunt, followed by yet another groan of aching pleasure as the finger kneaded into his entrance, yet never penetrated. The hand slipped up his body and onto his balls, before teasing at his small sheath. Already, the pink tip of his barbed member was poking from it's entrance and slowly pulsing into life.

"That's it," Ignius murmured, feeling the little cock twitching beneath his exploring fingers. "I know you're enjoying yourself, kitten. Just accept it."

Ari didn't want to, but the pleasure was too much and too intense for his young, budding body to handle. The kitten had just rolled through his pubescence, having never considered a sexual act before. Yet, here he was, being fondled and caressed by the most famous Lord in the land. It was a bewildering though.

"S...Shut up." Ari responded weakly. "And don't stop."

His weakness had shown, and he heard a growl coming from the Lion, who changed position. He flipped the cat over onto his front and pressed down into him from behind, his lean chest sliding into position top the feline's slender, arched back. Ari could hear the fumbling of clothes, and felt something hot and spiky slip between his cheeks and grind down against his pucker. He heard Ignius let out a hot groan of relief, and Ari let out a vulnerable mewl in response.

"This'll sting, little kitten. But accept it: it is the way." Ignius was cryptic in his words, and Ari felt the spike of fear shoot up his spine. What exactly did he mean by that?

He didn't have long to contemplate it as he felt the tip of something warm and sticky pressing down against his pucker. He exhaled sharply into his arms and pushed his rump back as he slowly slid into him, inch by inch. He could feel the member spreading something within him and sinking deeper, and it sent a shivering sensation down the feline' spine. The Lion's hands traced his body, rubbing across one of the cloth portions of his skin.

"...Do you feel anything, there?" The Lion asked for a moment, sounding curious as his thumb traced over the cloth, feeling the texture underneath his digit. He saw Ari slowly nod, and he reached his mouth down, planting a kiss upon it. He heard the smaller feline let out a soft sigh, and it brought a smile to his lips.

"Almost there, kitten." Ignius mumbled, pushing his hips further and further forwards as his fat, barbed prick pressed deep down into the kid's rump, until he was almost halfway in. His hands wrapped around Ari's hips and he paused, bracing.

"Here comes the sting." Ignius mumbled audibly, and pulled his hips back.

Ari felt a hot, searing pain spreading throughout his rump as the Lion's barbs dug into the sensitive flesh of his insides, tugging and pulling sharply as his innards. His rump spasmed and the muscles clamped down hard, which only made it worse. A mewl of pain shot out from his mouth, followed by his claws digging into the bed and his toes curling as he attempted to accommodate the pain.

"Shhh, shhh...that's it..." The Lion sighed, pulling back enough so that just his tip was inside the boy, and he slowly rocked his hips as Ari mewled weakly from the aftermath of the pain, feeling a lasting sting, but the majority of it didn't linger.

"That...that hurt." Ari whimpered, peering back at the Lion, who held an expression of genuine apology. Ignius jutted his hips forwards again and Ari grunted in response, pressing his head down into his pillow as the Lion brought himself into a more comfortable position.

"The first time always hurts the most." The Lion remarked. "Just relax, alright? It's easier when you relax."

The feline moved into a more steady rhythm of thrusting, pressing his member in halfway and tugging it back out. The entry was the easy part, but the tugging stung Ari's rump and it made the child's eyes water. After a good 20 or so thrusts, he got used to the pain, and the stinging sensation began to linger at a slightly more bearable frequency. It was lucky, too, for Ignius began to speed up his thrusts as the pleasure became more and more distinct.

Slowly, with each push of his hips, the Lord pressed himself deeper and deeper, until his entire length bottomed out into the teen with each thrust. The air was hot and heavy around them, and the tension was thick, only brought to a further intensity by the pair's hot groans and pants. The Lion's balls whacked down into the feline's own with each thrust, and Ari's little member slid and grinded against the silk sheets. He felt an aching in his loins that grew more and more intense as the Lion continued to fuck him.

"Almost there, little kitten. Almost..." The Lion's voice sounded strained as his thrusting took up a more feral, irregular speed, switching from his long thrusts of pleasure to hot, short bursts of quick humps. His pre-cum oozed in reasonable amounts that became obvious in the sound of their sex, which grew wetter and wetter with each pound.

Ari's gentle groans turned into mewls of pure, agonizing pleasure as his loins burned for more. He pushed his hips back each time the Lion tugged, and shoved them forwards into the covers as the Lion thrust. Before long, he felt as if he needed to burst.

"I-Ignius, Ig..." He could barely describe the pleasure he felt to his partner as sudden hot, thick spurts of cum splattered the covers beneath him, pooling around his midsection and stickying up his fur, as well as rolling off the black cloth dotting his body. His rump spasmed and squeezed with each thick convulsion, and it was enough to send Ignius over the edge.

The lion let out a hot hiss of ecstasy, and shoved his member in as far as it could go. Thick, gooey ropes of cum pumped into Ari's backside as his hips tugged back. The barbs scooped come with them and dribbles of semen seeped from the cat's ass, sliding down his taint onto his balls. The Lion continued to buck and hump during his orgasm, making the most of his lover's squeezing behind to milk his cock for all it was worth.

Their pleasure was gone in the instant it came, and Ari was left feeling disappointed at how quick it went, but hungry for more. His breath came out in hot pants at the sudden realisation of what he'd done, what he'd stooped to. He'd had sex with a Lord, with a male no less. He knew it was wrong, yet he couldn't help a smile reaching his lips.

Lord Ignius let out a content sigh and rolled over onto his back, withdrawing from Ari's used rump and flopping into the bed. He rolled to his side, sneaking an arm around Ari and tugging him closer.

"Wasn't so bad, was it?" He teased, purring gently into the child's neck. "I must be truthful, Young Ari. I invited you here because you are...rather beautiful."

The compliment brought colour to Ari's cheeks, and he wondered if the Lord was just making good use of him whilst he was here, saying sweet words to make him complacent. Yet, he felt as if he was being genuine, as well. He rolled over to face to Lord, who smiled down at him for a moment.

"...Don't you have meetings?" Ari asked him quietly, almost looking sour at the prospect of being alone once again.

"They can wait." Ignius replied lazily, closing his eyes. "Let's rest for now, little kitten. Taking your virginity is enough to reward us an hour or two, hm?"

Ari wasn't sure how he knew, but he didn't argue. He pressed up against the Lion and let sleep take him, his last thoughts being that of the Lord laying beside him.