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Arno wasn't quite in complete control of himself, did he mind? Not exactly, he wasn't even uncomfortable with the fact that he was very likely going to fuck the ferret guiding him into the baths. He had never done it with a male before, and even then he had only had sex with two females. He found he was no longer feeling a sense of disgust that would normally come when thinking of laying with another male. He also knew very well that this was all because of Elov. The ferret's mental touch wasn't noticeable at first, but now he could feel him dancing around within his thoughts. Elov was seducing him on a level he could barely comprehend. He could resist it, he felt as if he could, but he also didn't feel the need to resist. He had lost against the ferret, a bet was a bet, but he also didn't feel as if Elov meant any harm.

All these mental tugs and prods were just his way of making sure that the wolf would not feel any form of discomfort. It was as if preference didn't really matter at that particular moment, all that really mattered was pleasure. Plain and simple. It was further accented when Arno felt his focus being driven towards the ferrets rear. He felt a compulsion that made him appreciate Elov's figure, the way his tail teased and encouraged him to grope.

As if reading his mind (which he was), Elov took the wolf's paw and allowed him to squeeze and knead his rear all he wanted. Arno obliged while caressing the ferret's body with the other paw. He leaned in and took in the ferret's scent. Surprisingly enough he found it quite pleasing, then again he was probably being pushed to find it pleasing. The wolf continued to grope and sniff until he was guided into the room with the baths.

It was a rather spacious room, enough to fill over two dozen or so average sized individuals. There were twelve rooms in total and were not visited too frequently during sunset. Most of the activity came during nighttime. The bathhouse was large enough to welcome people outside the guild. In fact, it was one of the Guild's more "legal" businesses. It was easier to spy on other's conversations in such a place, plus the income it would normally bring in would be enough to sustain itself. It was a perfect set up, really. Thieves owned the bath house and disguised themselves as workers of the establishment. While performing their duties they also listened for what pieces of useful information they could. Combine that with the underground tunnels that were known as the guild hideout and a few other entries and you had what was known as the Lutra thieves guild. Organized, efficient, and notorious.

Arno found Verdugo already soaking in the heated waters. He leaned against the edge as his long serpentine body lazily floated in the water. Elov walked to the edge and began to descend into the stone steps that gently submerged his furry form. The fur that sank into the water immediately began to sway and dance according to the ferret's movements. Arno could feel his arousal slowly poking out of his sheath while he watched Elov's body inch deeper into the water.

"Getting excited, pup?" Asked Elov as his tail sank into the water. Arno was momentarily drawn from his trance, he didn't reply with anything, but Elov could sense some hesitation, maybe nervousness. "Joining us, Arno?" The ferret pushed down those emotions and gave his arousal a nudge. He instantly saw the wolf's thick member slip further out of its sheath. By the time the wolf took a step in, Elov knew he had him.

"Not pushing too hard are you?" Asked Verdugo as he beckoned the ferret to come closer.

"I am pushing just enough," said Elov softly. "Fret not, he's enjoying this." Suddenly Elov felt the wolf's thick paws wrap themselves around his body, gently stroking each curve and kneading into the ferret's fur. Elov rounded his body towards Arno, locking eyes with him as he gave a particular nudge towards an aspect of the wolf's lust. Arno lowered his body so that he was face to face with Elov and he drew him into a kiss. Their lips parted as they enjoyed the other's touch, allowing it to only make the moment more intense. Elov could even feel Arno's claws dig into his back slightly. Arno pulled away from the kiss and began to raise his body so he could tower over Elov.

"Cheeky ferret," growled Arno with his deep, guttural voice. He breathed in Elov's scent before he began to push the ferret's head towards his groin. While Elov did not push for the wolf to make such a move, he was not about object. He bent down letting his paws slide down to Arno's member before he placed his mouth on the tapered shaft. Meanwhile Verdugo took this opportunity to focus on the ferret's lower body. He lifted it closer to the edge so that Elov could please Arno while the snake could work on pleasing Elov.

The ferret began to gently suck on the tip of Arno's cock, enjoying the grunts of pleasure the wolf released. Shortly after the ferret was the one giving out subtle moans from the way Verdugo was using his tongue to enter him. Elov found himself pushing against Verdugo's mouth, allowing the snake to go deeper. Verdugo opened his mouth slightly, allowing the ferret to enter it. Elov to could feel the snake's fangs bump against his rear, but he trusted Verdugo enough to know that he wouldn't bite him by accident. Even if he did the snake had filigree, which would counter any wounds or venom, as unlikely as it was.

Arno sighed as Elov sank his mouth down to the growing knot at the base of the wolf's member. The ferret used his paws to massage the hardening mass, sending waves of ecstasy through the wolf's body that only grew with every delicate caress. He almost forgot that it was a male that was bringing him closer to release. However, The wolf was quickly reminded when he saw Verdugo repositioning the ferret against his back. Elov's own member had slipped out of its sheath and appeared to be bobbing in synch with Arno's own pleasure. He did not feel any form of revulsion however, in fact it felt like it was a minor detail that was better off ignored.

Elov is a male? Yes, and there was nothing wrong with it. I like Females but there's nothing wrong with what I'm doing now, this is enjoyable. The wolf knew those thoughts weren't his, however like every other inconsistency in his mind, he shrugged it off.

He saw Verdugo reach over and take a hold Elov's shaft. Surprisingly enough he felt a bit of extra stimulation, as if it was his own member that was being rubbed by the snake and not the ferret's.

Verdugo chuckled as he slithered out of the water.

"Using velvet connects the minds of others sometimes. Makes sex incredible." Said the snake before he tugged at Elov once more, which brought a groan from both the ferret and the wolf. Suddenly, Arno didn't feel Elov's warm mouth surrounding his shaft anymore. He glanced down and was entranced by the ferret's gaze.

"Why don't you come in through the other end?" said Elov. His voice became a sensual haze that echoed within Arno's body. "I promise you'll love it." The wolf needed no other invitation, he stood up, wet fur dripping down on the stone floor that surrounded the bath. Verdugo slithered over to the ferret's mouth, proudly waving twin shafts that sprouted from a slit. He slid them against Elov's nose and the ferret began to lap at them. Arno could feel as if a slightly acrid taste enter his mouth, again the revulsion that he would have expected did not arrive. The sensations were growing more powerful by the second. Every scent, taste, even every touch. It was all being shared by the ferret. This realization was cemented once Arno lined up the tapered point of his member against Elov's opening and began to stretch it open. Elov groaned while Arno gasped. The wolf was being stimulated from both ends somehow, feeling a soft warmth around his shaft and the slightly painful yet pleasurable feeling of someone inside him. Arno sank in deeper and the pleasure only increased.

"Let's make things a bit more enjoyable," said Verdugo as he sank his twin members deeper into the ferrets mouth and rubbed a hand against Elov's soft belly fur. A warm glow of golden light began to escape the snake's hand. The ferret moaned as he arched his back, allowing more of the wolf to slide in. "Go ahead and be rough, you won't hurt him." Arno stared into the snake's eyes, despite the haze in his mind he could find a bit of stability within them. He slid all the way into Elov, feeling the sensation within him as well. It was an alien feeling to him, but he was not about to deny that he felt a jab of pleasure whenever he would rub against a particular spot. He found himself bumping his knot against the entrance, stretching it out a bit before pulling out to only go back in again.

The wolf began to maintain a rhythm, thrusting in and out at the same speed, slow and firm. After a few moments he began to pick up speed, enjoying the mewls of pleasure coming out of the ferret. It only made him go faster. The wolf had lost himself in the pleasure, he slammed into the ferret with no restraint, feeling his knot sink deeper with every attempt. Finally he felt it slip all the way in, only to pull it out and insert it back in again. Elov released a cry of sharp pain, but overwhelming pleasure. Arno could feel it too, but even he could tell that the ferret wanted him to keep going. He slammed his knot in one more time before releasing into Elov. The ferret released in synch with the wolf, both of them riding on the other's while experiencing their own pleasure. Arno grunted with every shot of seed he sent into Elov, mind nearly blacking out from the intensity of emotions that the velvet flooded into him.

He was firmly knotted into the ferret, so he picked him up gently before laying down on his back.

"That was..." said the wolf between gasps. "Incredible."

"Didn't I say you would love it," said Elov in a weak voice. The ferret trembled every so often from the feeling of the wolf being inside him, however Arno no longer felt the connection between their minds. Evidently the flow of velvet was severed. Verdugo came over, his own member dripping small rivulets of seed. The snake placed his hand on Elov, releasing a small amount of filigree once again.

"What are you doing?" Asked Arno, exhaustion clearly evident but it did not deter his curiosity.

"Just checking for damage," said Verdugo. "I only need a little bit of filigree to check. And... no, just need to encourage some mild regeneration. Otherwise he should be fine."

"I'm not asleep you know," said Elov as he nuzzled into the wolf's chest fur. He gave gout a satisfied sigh. "Losing to me wasn't so bad after all now was it?" Arno did not say anything in response, instead he gently placed his paw on the ferret's head and rubbed it for a moment. Verdugo slithered out of the room to leave the two to their afterglow. They remained as such for a while, time had lost much of its meaning while they remained attached to each other. Arno admittedthere was something new between him and the ferret now, not something as deep as love, definitely not that. Briefly sharing a mind with him brought a new type of connection however. He felt that he could trust the small shifty ferret resting on his chest.

After a long wait, Elov was finally able to pull the slightly smaller knot out of him. The ferret gave out one final gasp before finally removing himself from the wolf.

"As fun as that was," said Elov. "How about we both get cleaned up?" Arno said nothing as he was guided out by the ferret, moving to another room to clean up the mess on themselves.

Later the wolf found himself back in the dressing room of the baths, drying off his matted fur with several towels. Elov sat next to him, smiling to himself as he shuffled through the basket containing his clothes. Right now the wolf was certain that he was not being influenced in any way. He had no desire to lay with another male, while at the same time not feeling discomfort over the fact that he had just laid with the one in front of him. It simply felt like something that had happened, pleasurable, sensual, but nothing beyond that. Would he do it again if the ferret offered? Perhaps, but he wasn't in any rush. He was certain of one thing however.

"So all of this was so I could trust you," said Arno. The ferret paused as he sifted through his basket and found a small leather pouch.

"Did you find that out on your own?" Asked Elov as he held the leather pouch in his paws. "Or did you listen to a few of my lingering thoughts while we were connected?" Arno thought over the question for a moment.

"...I'm not sure."

"It happens," said Elov with a chuckle. "Velvet is a confusing gwyd."

"Why though?" Prodded Arno. "Why me?"

"Because I saw something very special in you, Arno." Elov opened the pouch and drew out a vial filled with a liquid that seemed like liquid sapphires. "I'll be upfront, my motives are selfish but not malicious." The ferret presented the vial to Arno. "Drink this, down it like whisky because this shit tastes like swill." The wolf took the vial, and without hesitation, without mistrust, he downed the contents. At least Elov was telling the truth. It did taste like swill. Arno coughed as the contents scratched his throat as it went down. As soon as it passed however, he felt something completely new. Something within him stirring. It was a subtle warmth that he felt in his stomach but the presence of it was somewhere else. Somewhere ethereal.

It felt like a flame, dancing about within him. It burned with a roaring intensity, one that begged to be released.

"Now what do I do?" Asked arno, feeling his lips dry. He ran his tongue through them and gave out a shallow nervous breath.

"Fret not," said Elov, remaining as calm as ever. "You can control it, it yield only to you. Reach out to it, and take only a sliver, and then hold your paw in front of you." Arno nodded, slowly, nervously, reaching out to the source. He wasn't sure how exactly he was reaching out to it, it was as if it was all imaginary, but incredibly real. He felt his consciousness brush up against the power, he could feel it trying to enter him, trying to dominate him. He did not yield however, he would not let it take him. He was the master of the power. He forced it down into submission, and tore off but a sliver from it. The power embraced him and it surged through his body. Warmth, cold, pressure and an excited thrill went through him. He focused it to his palm, allowing the power to escape there. Then he saw it, he saw it from right above his palm. A flame. He glanced over at the ferret, who had a wide grin on his face.

"Looks like I was right," said Elov. "We'll make a primal out of you yet."