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Down here in the dungeon, there is nothing to look forward to. Meals seem almost like a twisted joke, and the barred window to the outside serves as nothing other than a reminder of what they have taken from you. It is something between life and death, an indefinite, holding state while they wait out the clock on your enduring existence. Nobody comes to visit, because nobody misses you. The evening sun is beautiful, but it isn't for you. Down here, you are truly nothing, refuse to be forgotten about so long as space is ample. There is nothing to say down here, nothing to ponder on other than mistakes in the past. There is nothing at all, down here. But...who is that, opening that door...?

"Good evening, young prisoner," the grey furred rabbit greeted, closing the heavy wooden door behind him. He stepped coyly into the dim, stone-built cell, stopping near the center of the room. Slowly he lifted an arm, floating his paw toward his chest. "My name is - "

"Sebastian," finished the shackled squirrel in a colder tone. "Arch political mage of the kingdom."

With a single nod, Sebastian lulled his amethyst eyes to a close, offering the prisoner a commending gesture. "It would seem my reputation proceeds me."

"We shared a magister in sorcery training," the rodent added.

"Ah, so you do remember me! I am most charmed, you...you little dear, perhaps the most flattering thing you can offer a person is your recollection." The slender rabbit fluttered his extensive lashes, flashing the precious smile that facilitated his fast ascension within the hierarchy. "And you are...Riku?"

"Reko."

"Oh yes of course," Sebastian chuckled shaking his head. "How dreadful, after my previous speech, I misspoke your name. I do hope you will forgive me...everybody eventually does."

The imprisoned squirrel said nothing in return, keeping his eyes fixed on the rabbit from his lower position against the cold wall. Sebastian stood confidently adorned in a silky dark shirt beneath a beautious blue, sleevless, long-tailed doublet embellished with symbols of a mystic design which curved over the entire surface. The black trousers which fell just over the tops of his feet were far less notable than the sandal-like footwear which protected his pads, most creatures like him preferring to go barefooted. Of course a posh individual like Sebastian would want to protect his feet against the dampness of the dungeon floor.

"Tell me, dearest Reko," began the mage, stepping closer, "how is dungeon life finding you?"

The rodent first offered the question a contemptuous look, expecting that such a question could be nothing removed from sardonic. However, when it seemed as if the rabbit was indeed awaiting the response, Reko would answer.

"When you know that you are locking somebody in this hole for the rest of their lives, I wonder, why do you even bother to continue feeding them?"

Sebastian lifted a reasoning paw. "Perhaps the better question would be, why do you continue to eat?"

Reko could formulate no answer, allowing Sebastian to saunter toward the barred windows which rested near the high ceiling of this room.

"In any case...I will admit, to be locked down here, teased in the glow of the beautiful evening sun...well that would be hell for energetic creatures like your kind, wouldn't it?"

The rabbit backed himself back toward the direction of the rodent, looking down upon him once more. His eerily beautiful eyes seemed to scan over the small creature, from his face, to his neck...down his arms, running across his body which was obscured in a thin shirt dyed in a color of brown most wouldn't care for. The rabbit's gaze descended down the squirrel's toned legs, the calves of which remained free of any clothing. Those same violent eyes returned back to the blues of Reko.

"But I must admit, I never would have imagined you a murderer."

"Don't you call me that," demanded the subdued rodent, shooting an irritated glance toward the high-ranking rabbit. "I am a peasant, I am even a thief...but I'm not a monster."

"Yet one of nature's creatures is dead by your paws?"

"I steal to continue living. To survive...Sebastian. I entered the house believing it to be deserted for that evening. I had no intentions of doing harm."

An amused chortle would lightly shake through the thin shoulders of the rabbit mage. "Yes...the look on your enchanting face when you met face-to-face with that fellow...I imagine it was truly priceless. He was not very happy with you, was he, dear?"

Reko looked to the floor, recalling the day that would strip him of all of his remaining days as a poor yet free person. "He charged at me with a blade. My left arm was gashed. Right or immoral, my life was in danger. When I embedded my dagger into his body I was, once again, only trying to survive."

"Of course you were, dearest," offered Sebastian with a sympathetic tone.

"But I knew what I had done was wrong. I admitted my crime. To think I believed coming forward would grant me any amnesty."

The rabbit shook his head. "You never end a fellow unless you can afford to pay for him."

"Had he been like me...they would have just thrown him into a blaze, or nurished a field of potatoes with his remains. They would have never sought his killer."

"No greater motivation to deviate from the path of righteousness than poverty...yes, you weren't around for graduation, were you, love? What might have befallen you, then? The fact is...if you were trained in the...'black arts,' as those silly cross-bearers would call it, I can't imagine why you'd remain in this room, among the dampness and insects."

"I didn't learn much. I could no longer fund my teachings," explained Reko, with a shrug.

"You were not granted a scholar's privilege?"

A shake of the head. "My uncle's wife...she never wanted me in their home. When he succumbed to illness, she ensured none of his estate would aide me. I was out among the roads; the book was written, and I knew I had to drop out."

"You did lead a most unfortunate life in your youth," Sebastian pondered, turning away, resting his chin on his grey-furred paw. "And your adult life has found you here among the rest of our undesireables."

The handsome, lop-eared rabbit turned now, looking over his shoulder to the squirrel on the floor. "You don't have a wife...do you?"

The brown-furred rodent returned his eyes to Sebastian's again, where their sights would lock onto each other for a moment before Reko offered a terse response.

"...Why?"

A growing smile, and closing eyes. Sebastian turned all the toward the squirrel now, outstretching both of his arms.

"Today is your lucky day, dear boy."

Reko watched with uncertainty as the sorcerer knelt to the ground, stabbing his long, sharp, index claw to the stone floor. Like this, he etched out a roughly round shape, a pink, glowing light following his claw. Once he closed the shape, the light formed into a solid cover of the area, creating a solid, glowing state ever so slightly raised off of the ground. A simple barrier spell, this time used flat against the floor. Sebastian glanced back up to meet Reko's face, his lovely ears swaying gently before his shoulders.

"I am going to offer you a chance to significantly reduce your sentence."

The rabbit came to a sit atop the enchanted barrier he had created, careful to tuck the long tail of his doublet beneath him as he did. These filthy, dungeon floors...these beautious cloths were not meant to touch them. Sebastian rested his arms on his thighs, his legs bending at the knees and resting on either side of the squirrel's.

"You...you can do that?" chittered Reko, just above a whisper.

"That's the loveliness of it," insisted Sebastian, leaning it toward the other male. "I can do whatever it is that I want."

The squirrel's eyes would dart around, the petite rodent not knowing what to think at this moment. Nevermind the strangeness of such a high ranking figure meeting him one on one, unescorted down here in the dungeon, now there was the potential for freedom, or at least eventual freedom. As the rabbit had, Reko would lean in closer, now.

"How?"

That smile again, that...precious, yet mysterious smile. Sebastian tilted his head, as he elaborated.

"The academy...that...very special guild within the class you were a part of?"

Reko looked toward the floor, his eyes darting once again at the mention of the guild.

"...What about it?"

"A collection of young, aspiring sorcerers in no...particular need of sorceresses. They would meet after hours, beyond the descent of the sun...perhaps in a dorm, perhaps below the arched bridges of Everbrook park...they would explore the deeper depths of magic, no doubt, but...the real purpose of their guild was to explore the deeper depths of each other."

Reko said nothing, his eyes still fixed to the stone floor. Beneath his obscuring fur, his skin blushed red at Sebastians recounting.

"You weren't at the Academy for long but...you wasted no time in finding your way into that little group."

When the squirrel still would not pick up his head, he would feel the soft touch of Sebastian's grey paw below his chin, gently urging him to meet the rabbit's eyes once more.

"It is a shame you and I never met in those...most amorous rotations."

Reko pulled away from the rabbit's touch, wearing a look of question upon his face.

"You were...a part of it?"

"Only sporadically," explained Sebastian, elegantly brushing his ears behind his shoulders. "After all, I had studies to attend to, and I know how distracting such activities can be for a young rabbit...most fun, of course, but...I knew that with the right teachings, the correct lessons...I could have all the fun I wanted when the time was right."

A light breeze made its way into the dungeon cell from the window above, fluttering the small, individual furs on the two males' faces. Reko continued to listen, without any response to offer.

"But you are different, aren't you, Reko? You are alone...a little squirrel without a family...without a lover, resigned to wander the streets until yet another stroke of bad luck brought you to my castle, and into my dungeon."

"Wouldn't this be the king's castle?" questioned Reko, playing the devil's advocate.

With a nonchalant glance to the side, Sebastian seemed to scoff at the suggestion. "If that is what he chooses to believe. A large part of my duties includes humoring his perceptions."

Reko shook his head, uninterested in whatever the rabbit meant. "You mentioned an early release...get back to that."

"My, so forward, my dear!" grinned Sebastian. "But don't you see, my robust-tailed friend, we have been discussing it this entire time."

With a reluctant gaze into Sebastian's eyes, beautiful eyes that...perhaps appeared less sweet and pure than just moments ago, Reko tucked his shackled legs closer to his chest.

"...What do you want."

"Why the expression of trepidation, Reko?" cooed the rabbit, with an innocent tilt of his head. "You have a unique opportunity at a second chance."

"In exchange for what?"

"Not much, really...all I require is a little time with this...petite, lovely, most delectable looking body of yours."

The pulse of the imprisoned squirrel would hasten as he picked up on Sebastian's proposition, something not so uncommon among the slums but from such a high-ranking, royal official...truly unprecedented.

"You cannot be serious," Reko gasped in a quiet breath.

"I often am not," admitted the sorcerer with a chortle. "But in this moment, here with you, among the dankness of this abhorrent pit...I most assuredly am."

There was nothing he could say, as Reko's eyes wandered all over the place. He shook his head in disbelief, unable to fathom an offer of this nature. As the little squirrel struggled to grasp the moment, Sebastian leaned in closer, much closer...the grey furs of his muzzle just barely teasing those on the face of Reko.

"It is all dependent on whether or not you can please me."

While the seductive sorcerer pulled back from Reko, the prisoner mulled over the proposition.

"So in essense...I give myself to you, sorcerer...and you will see to it that I am freed from here in shorter time?"

Another tilt of the head. "Something along those terms."

His focus again descended to the floor as the rodent continued to consider what had been put before him. "There isn't much pride in it...is there."

"Please, my dear, you make it sound so sorded," scoffed Sebastian rising off of the floor. With his foot he would brush the barrier upon which he sat away, and it disintigrated like pink dust back into nothingness. "Your sweet body has been deprived of the affection it yearns due to fear of petty judgment...you know you're not an animal...a demon...of course, not to say that those qualities are always bad."

A coy, downward smile.

"Even a nice little bunny who ranks as high as myself must be more or less descrete with my amorous encounters...unacceptable, don't you think? We are both to be justly rewarded in this...we both have natural desires that doubtlessly need to be sated. And you...you will be given that release. And perhaps...another roll of the dice?"

A shake of the squirrel's head. "I...don't know."

"You're a survivor, aren't you, Reko?"

Once more, their eyes met, as the rabbit knelt down and leaned in so close.

"Then...survive, Reko."

The squirrel's eyes darted around, he didn't know what to think. This almost didn't seem real; The kind of offer designated only for a tantalizing fantasy before bed.

"Or...you can choose to remain down here for however long you continue to breathe; where the wind nips at the exposed flesh of your feet, where the darkness engulfs you at all hours of the day; where there is always a spider crawling up your right arm."

Reko's head immediately snapped toward his arm, where he saw that no such creature existed. He turned back to Sebastian, confused.

The rabbit smiled and tilted his head. "Made you look."

The royal sorcerer then rose again, stepping back toward the heavy, wooden dungeon door. The squirrel watched him leave in puzzlement, perpetually unsure how to interpret this quixotic long-ears, who spoke as he left.

"In any case, if you're sure, then...farewell."

As Sebastian's grey paw grasped the handle, a quick spark from within his palm preceeded the clicking sound of the locking bolt removing itself. The door opened, and their meeting appeared to come to an end.

"Wait," Reko blurted, before even he was sure that he had.

The magic rabbit's head turned so teasingly slowly over his shoulder, as he gazed upon Reko once more. The squirrel would rise from the floor finally, standing against the wall. Sebastian awaited more, but would be granted only silence from the conflicted squirrel who stood at one of the most bizarre junctions of his life. When the silence only continued, Sebastian shrugged his paws, allowing the door to close.

"Well...?"

A look toward the floor. "So...you're serious?"

"I already told you that I am, silly rodent," smirked Sebastian, taking a few steps back into the room.

Reko's eyes continued to dart as he thought about it, considered it, looked for any reason to decline it...he'd have to scold himself for the idea's excitement but at the same time...what was there to be lost now, he had to remind himself.

An outward breath.

"If you are genuine, sorcerer...I accept."

A close of his eyes.

Reko would miss the bright, eager grin on the face of the regal mage as he stepped toward the squirrel now, a sultry walk which would go unappreciated by the intentionally blinded rodent.

"Most excellent."

When the charming scent of the rabbit indicated his closeness, Reko's eyes opened, his head rose, and he'd stare to the newly enthused rabbit.

"So...when...when does this all...happen?"

Now a close of Sebastians eyes, as he raised a paw. "The evening is already just upon us...I am still at full alertness...and I am without other entertainment...there is no time like now, my dear."

The squirrel's breathed quickened. "Now...?"

"Of course, waiting is for the silent hunter, and I seek no futher...please, Reko...join me in my quarters."

The uncertain rodent glanced down to his shackled feet before expression concern.

"...Like this?"

"Oh no, no, no," insisted the rabbit before kneeling downard. "I nearly forgot, allow me...."

Sebastian would cup both of his paws around the iron rings which girded the squirrel's ankles. Like with the cell's door, a sudden click followed the familiar spark, and with little effort, the mage had removed the shackles. He would rise to meet Reko's face again, holding up the shackles as they swayed from his fingers. He'd drop them to the floor with a metallic clatter.

Reko would alternate lifting his legs, having been unable to move them so freely for some time, now.

"Of course, we will also have to obscure you from those blade-weilding brutes beyond these doors," Sebastian noted, in a thoughtful tone.

"They don't...know about this?"

"As I said, even I must be descrete."

"So then...how am I going to travel to your room, undetected...a secret tunnel or door of some sort?"

Sebastian shook his head with an annoyed scoff. "I have been advocating for more secret tunnels and trap doors for ages...can you believe they deem it unworthy of their annual expenditures? As if this place needs more gaudy banners. I like pretty things, if only they were...but functionality is key; one can't forget that a beautious castle must also be a working castle. Shortsighted cretins...."

"...No tunnels, then?"

"No, I'm afraid we will have to get more creative, hm?"

Sebastian meandered even closer to the squirrel now, taking a gentle hold of his shirt.

"And we shall start by ridding you of this foul thing...."

The rabbit would begin lifting the shirt off, to the surprise of the squirrel. At first, Reko offered no assistance, not knowing how he should react. He would be urged to comply a moment later.

"Lift your arms, dear."

When Reko reluctantly obeyed, Sebastian would slide the cloth off of the furry body of the rodent, tossing it carelessly to the floor. For a moment there was a pause, while the mage admired the body of the squirrel, his petite fitness not yet atrophied by his fortunately short time in this hole.

"Reko...you are indeed an elite example of nature's finer arts."

The squirrel looked down and away, neither flattered nor offended. "So how is it that you will...smuggle me into your lair?"

"Mm...enjoyable choice of wording, love. And to answer your question, a simple cloaking technique should suffice."

"Cloaking?"

The dark sleeves of the rabbit's black undershirt extended toward Reko, Sebastian's grey paws being laid over the squirrel's body. He moved in closer, wrapping his arms around the rodent, embracing him closely, pulling him in. One paw came to a rest on his back, the other, intimately placed on his hip. Their eyes locked, the amethyst jewels of Sebastian's gazing steadily while Reko's sapphire sights tried to meet him, interrupted by repeated, nervous blinks. They exchanged no words, Sebastian with nothing to say, the squirrel, almost entranced in this moment. He felt a tingle over his body now, as his breaths shortened their intervals. This sensation coming over him unlike anything he'd ever felt. Strange yet oddly stimulating...foreign, yet warming. Reko felt the muzzle of Sebastion hover over his, the rabbit's breaths swaying the fields of brown fur with every methodic exhale.

Finally, Sebastian's paws would slide away from the warmth of the rodent's body, his claws raking gently through Reko's coat of fur as they went. No longer embracing the squirrel, the mage looked Reko up and down.

"What...what was that?" mumbled Reko, still reeling from the sensation.

With a paw on his hip, Sebastion raised the other and smiled as he responded. "Surely you can feel the moment that you become a ghost...?"

Still uncertain of the meaning, Reko's eyes fell to his body, and he jumped slightly at what he saw - nothing. Between his eyes and the dungeon floor stood nothing but imagination. He could not see his body or feet, or even his arms in front of him.

"What did you do to me...!"

"Come now, silly squirrel...don't act as if we did not just finish discussing this. As I said...I have temporarily suspended your corporal state. Visually, at least. Hidden you away from needless eyes so that we may ease our tandem travel to my quarters."

The squirrel remained meserized by his invisible while Sebastian stepped toward the door.

"I suggest that you follow me closely...and try not to collide with any unknowing passersby."

Opening the heavy door, the arch sorcerer nodded for the other male to follow. Able to sense his obeying, the two walked out of the prison cell, where the door closed heavily behind them.

After seemingly miles of candle lit, stone-walled corridors, ornate in design, fitting for such a regal place, Sebastian stopped at a secluded, important looking door, trailed by the seemingly non existent rodent who stopped behind him. Luckily there had been little for traffic on the way here, and they were in no real danger of being found out, save for one castle guard who had meandered unnervingly close to the invisible squirrel's position. Sebastian unlocked his door, this time with a simple skeleton key, and opened it, inviting Reko to follow him right inside.

As he walked in, Reko had to admit to himself that he was taken aback by the beauty of this room. In the center rested a large canopy bed, adorned with dainty looking fabrics twisting up the posts and flowing down from the canopy itself. The silkiness of the bedding could be admired even from here. Seemingly hundreds of candles were lit and placed all over the perimeter of the room, the bedside tables, the many chests of drawers, the room flickered with the intimacy of aflame illumination. An enormous, opulent area rug warmed the room with its comforting designs which seemed to hold everything in here with a loving embrace.

"No need for you to remain undetected now," hummed Sebastian, turning toward the squirrel. Once again, he'd place his paws over the squirrel, running them down the length of his body. As the furry paws progressed, Reko's image would fade back into the world, once again allowing Sebastian to appreciate that adorable face.

"That is better," the sorcerer nodded, lifting an arm toward a doorway to the right of the main door. "Inside there you will find my personal wash room. Before we begin, I must request that you...refresh yourself, a bit. That dank pit has done no justice to your lovely being."

Reko looked too the floor, without many other reactions to being called filthy.

"No need for embarrassment dearest one, it isn't your fault...they keep that place in the most dreadful of conditions. Why, if it were up to me, and soon enough it may be, squirrels as pretty as you would be subject to daily groomings, to retain your natural grace and beauty."

Sebastian offered a warm smile, which did in fact bring some semblance of comfort to the rodent.

"Go on...the bath is already warm. You will find some of my favorite scents on the window sill. You are free to use them once you are finished. Be thorough but please...do not keep me waiting long, hm?"

Reko took a glance into the wash room before turning back to the sorcerer. Another nod from Sebastian urged the squirrel to do as he was asked and after a moment, he would walk cautiously toward the doorway.

"Oh, and...I don't believe you require me to tell you this, but...after you disrobe...do not bother redonning your fraying trousers when you come out."

With those words, Reko moved to step into the washroom, tentatively place a paw on the arching stones which made up the frame. He took one glance back at Sebastian, who nodded approvingly, before disappearing all the way into the room.

More candles could be found in here, giving the wash room a kind of elegance peasants like he were not accustomed to. As described, bottles and vials of fragrant liquids rested on the sill of the window which offered the soft glow of the dwindling sunlight. The large tub in front of him, as promised, was filled with warm water, an inviting sight for somebody who previously could only hope to be doused in a couple of buckets of cold, dirty water on occasion.

Reko's thumbs disappeared into the band of his pants, and he would slowly slide them down his legs, all the way to the floor, before stepping out of them. He approached the tub, slowly taking a step inside, letting his sharp-clawed toes get a feel for the comforting liquid, confirming that it was fine to get in. As he lifted his other leg into the tub and lowered himself to the water, his large, elegant tail curled in slowly behind him, swaying around in the low light of the wash room before joining him in the water.

It was a feeling he missed, and he somewhat lamented Sebastian's request that he not take long in here, wishing he could just enjoy the tranquility of being enveloped by the warming comfort of the water for as long as he needed. Now that he was alone, more or less, he had time to reflect on the choice he'd made...to give Sebastian free range of his body in exchanged for expedited freedom. A shameful act, some might say. Even Reko himself would skirt the edge of the thought, but the fact was that there was nothing lower than where he was. And though he wouldn't want to admit it directly to him...it had been some time. Not since the guild of which they spoke earlier had Reko found himself in the arms of a male with the intent of release...to engage in such with somewhat as high ranking as the kingdom's arch sorcerer...was it a feeling of fear? Inadequacy? Perhaps a strange sense of...prestige? Was he as lovely as the rabbit had said, or would any willing prisoner have sufficed...it didn't matter. He'd enjoy of the act what he could but first and foremost, it was a second chance at a life that had barely granted him the first one.

As was asked of him, he didn't take long. He scrubbed over his body with the provided cloths quickly, returning the plushness to his fur in the time allotted. It was nice to feel clean again, for however long it would last. When content that he had done what he could without the risk of trying Sebastian's patience, Reko climbed out of the water, making use of the heavier clothes in the room to try and dry off. Before leaving his focus turned to the scents on the window sill. Indeed, they may have bridged whatever gap may have remained on his body between sourness and sweetness. Reko took his graceful steps, as only squirrels could, to this window, picking up the bottles and giving them little sniffs. The one second from the right seemed pretty good. Dabbing the liquid inside over key parts of himself, he would reseal the container, and turn to leave. When he reached the door, he hesitated for just a moment. He knew just outside the door would be Sebastian yet it felt dead quiet in this moment. He took in a breath...this was going to happen. It was sudden, he still couldn't fully grasp it, but now was the time. He stepped out of the washroom, and into the bedroom.

Reko's gaze remained fixed on the floor as his bare bodied strode out into view. He would slowly raise his head, turning just slightly to the right where the grey-furred body and captured his attention. There in the middle of the bed was Sebastian. The rabbit sat on his spread knees, his back to the squirrel, the shapes and turns of his thin body compelling Reko to follow it all the way down...his cotton-like tail sat cutely just above his shapely backside which was nestled over the calves of his bent legs. Sebastian turned his head to look over his shoulder, his ears turning elegantly along his shoulders, as his purple eyes met the squirrel.

It was quite tantalizing, Reko had to admit, but at the same time he would raise a brow at the exhibiting rabbit.

"What...are you doing?"

A small scoff escaped Sebastian's muzzle as he turned his body. "Don't you believe in the importance of presentation?"

Reko's eyes darted as they usually did, often falling back to the floor. He could feel himself blush once more at the idea of his nudity on full display for the rabbit who now learned forward, onto his paws, crawling slowly toward the foot of the canopy bed. He eyed the squirrel with an expression of hunger overtaking his usual visage of innocence. When their eyes met again, Sebastian's single finger beckoned for the squirrel to come closer. After the expected hesitation, Reko would do just that.

"First, a test of your commitment," the sorcerer hummed in a seductive tone. He swung his lower body forward, coming to an upright sit on the edge of the bed. From this position, his body would also leave no secrets uncovered now, revealing everything to his guest. Reko would have to decide between stealing glances and looking away, an interal conflict which made Sebastian chortle just a little.

When Reko had come close enough, Sebastian rose his paw into the air before letting it slowly descend toward the floor.

"Kneel down, love."

He remained hesitant, Reko still not entirely sure of himself in this situation. Sebastian repeated the downward gesture, urging the squirrel to obey. Reko looked toward the floor, still remaining in a standing position for several moments. Finally he would gradually descend toward the soft rug, squatted onto the balls of his feet before situating himself onto his knees. Here he found himself right in between the knees of Sebastian, and as he looked forward, the rabbit's increasing anticipation was clear as the pink-flesh phallus he harbored unsheathed, emerging right into the squirrel's direction, almost as if it had been beckoned for him.

Reko's nerves increased, his body in a war of reluctance and excitement. With nothing else he could think to do, he looked up at the mage who smiled down on the squirrel.

"I don't believe any ex-guild member needs to be told what to do now, dear."

He was correct, there were no mysteries here. Reko returned his gaze to the rabbit's erect penis. The way it pulsed with his heartbeat almost appeared as if the appendage was brimming with excitement for what was to come. Reko came forward, just a little...not all the way. Sebastian continued to urge him forward, and the squirrel would come, but in slow intervals. His fleshy paw reached out...slowly...agonizingly slowly, making its way for the rigid body part. Sebastian would further urge the ever-reluctant squirrel.

"Come now, silly...it is not going to bite you."

The rabbit watched on as finally, Reko's paw reached its destination. Sebastian's maleness twitched a little harder as the rodent's fingers began to press onto it. Reko slid his knees forward a bit, bettering his position for this. He remained fixed onto the tip of it...this was it. He offered one more glance up to Sebastian who nodded for him to continue. Returning to the task at hand, Reko's muzzle would slowly open. He leaned in, closer, closer yet...so close, now. Close enough to feel its radiating warmth, it seemed...his pink tongue emerged from his muzzle and it would be the first to make this intimate contact, slowly sliding across the bottom of the shaft. Sebastian drew in a satisfied breath as Reko's mouth would begin to envelop his penis. The rodent felt Sebastian's paw caress past the side of his neck now, wrapping around to the back of his head, where it would rest. With the lightest of pressure back here, the sorcerer urged him to progress, and let out what could only be described as a purr of ecstasy upon the feeling of Reko's tongue and the walls of his mouth sliding all the way over it.

The squirrel could feel the pulses of Sebastian's penis throb against his tongue as he went to work on the rabbit now, sliding his mouth forward and back again, lapping over the tip and bottom with his tongue. The rabbit's paw behind his head dictated the rhythm, applying pressure to bring the squirrel forward, and letting off to allow him to pull back. The rabbit's eyes narrowed to a squint and his head craned upward, sensuously turning through the air at the feeling of this most talented rodent between his legs.

"Yes...you are a natural at this, Reko...do not apply even the subtlest change to your technique."

The squirrel obeyed, and continued to suck on the rabbit as he had. Though he had what could conservatively be called reservations about this, Reko found himself somewhat lost in the moment now...no reason to think too hard about it...just do this, and do it well. The rabbit's praise meant he was on the right path, here, and that's all the squirrel wanted.

With one grey paw on the back of the squirrel's head, soon Sebastian's other paw would slide onto the side of his neck, and they both would rest there, keeping a hold of the squirrel who continued this most wonderous treatment. The regal mage turned his head down now, allowing his ears to fall lusciously from his shoulders. Now enjoying the sight of the squirrel's little project, the slender rabbit began to move his hips just slightly, thrusting further in and out of the squirrel's mouth while holding him in place. The feeling of eroticism was beginning to bloom now within Reko, allowing him to somewhat better appreciate this moment. His tail swayed behind him along the plush carpet as proceeded....it had been so long. And it was nice to hear that he hadn't missed a step.

Their fun continued in this way for moments longer, while the rabbit's thrusting grew a bit more vigorous. The erotic feeling of Reko's muzzle pushing into his crotch with each hump had drastic effects on Sebastian's excitement. A good one...he had chosen a good one. He knew he'd be good; he knew he wanted to be, with or without incentive.

Well into pleasure, Sebastian would suddenly remove his paws from Reko and plant them onto the bed. Using them to propell himself further onto the bed, his penis would remove itself from the delectably damp warmth of the squirrel's mouth, somewhat surprising Reko.

"Come, come..." urged the sorcerer, directing the squirrel to come forward as the rabbit leaned back onto his elbows.

The squirrel would obey, moving forward from his knelt position, all the way to the edge of the bed. The rabbit's bent knees pointed into the air from their wide-spread position while Reko settled himself in between them. He looked down at Sebastian's phallus, the shine of the saliva he's left behind reflecting the warm glow of the candles.

"Go on...continue your work," directed Sebastian.

After a brief meeting of their eyes, Reko slowly bent down toward the stiff malehood once more, somewhat exhibiting the reluctance he had before. Still, when his tongue once again slipped onto the tip, Sebastian's paws returned to the back of the squirrel's head, more aggressively pushing his mouth all the way down onto it. With Reko back where he belonged, Sebastian's thighs closed around his head, his lower legs wrapping around each other at the ankle, effectively locking Reko in place. With one paw planted between the ears atop the squirrel's head, and the other pressed into the bed, the amorous magician repeatedly bucked, further up into the rodent's mouth.

Reko's paws remained planted into the bed on either side of Sebastian's hips. From a position as close as this, the squirrel could take in the lovely scent of Sebastian's masculinity, meshing nicely with the applied scents the rabbit constantly accented himself with. With every buck, Reko felt the profound sensation of Sebastian's shaft gliding across his tongue, rubbing against the sides of his mouth. Yes, Reko had done this before though never with somebody as...enthusiastic? Sebastian did have a way of making something as often self-serving as oral sex seem mutually exciting, and as silly as it sounded in his head, when compared to others, the rabbit didn't...taste too bad?

Sebastian drew sharp breaths now, his chest heaved, his back arched...by all accounts the rabbit was the dominant one here, but even from the position he had been assigned, somehow it seemed as if Reko was getting the very best of him! What a talent he was...Sebastian had enjoyed many nights like this, but...this wasn't one of those nights, this would not be one of 'many'...this one was going to be special, he could feel it, and quite literally.

"Enough, enough!" gasped a breathless Sebastian. He would release the squirrel from the binds of his legs, physically directing the squirrel to move off of the bed, back into a kneel. A trail of saliva would extend between the tip of Sebastian and Reko's lip before breaking away. The rabbit lifted himself to a sit again, sliding to the edge of the bed where his belly would undulate with heavy breaths.

"Good, good, oh, most excellent...we've only just began, and already you've gotten me so flustered!"

As his rodent eyes always did, they would dart around and away, though his masculine instincts would take some pride in the praise received. Reko's boisterous tail would rise to his back, curling up behind him for a sight unknowingly so picturesque. His blue eyes looked back up to Sebastian for direction and the rabbit could take no more of this.

"Oh goodness, you are so cute," crooned Sebastian in a labored whisper as he ran his paws and fingers over the squirrel's face, carassing the furs on his cheeks, his head, under his chin, almost as if he were petting the precious rodent. Reko himself would have to be conflicted, previously priding himself on a somewhat hardened perception, but...everyone liked to be called cute, yes?

"Alright dearest, a short recess now," smiled Sebastian, climbing further onto the bed. He motioned toward the large window in the corner. "I shall prepare for our ongoing activities. While you wait, if it would not be too taxing to move the chair which sits in front of it, I would suggest perhaps enjoying the view which exists directly beyond that pane...it is most stunning at this time of day, our precious kingdom bathed in the twilight. And do not worry...nobody undeserving will see your bareness."

With a glance to the window, Reko offered a bit of a shrug, raising to a stand, his impressive tail swaying behind him. While he strode toward the window, Sebastian would flip onto his side, his back to the squirrel and that side of the room. He could hear the sound of Reko indeed sliding the chair back away from the window. The squirrel would notice how even as something as simple as a chair seemed decadent for a high-ranking royal. The dark wood formed a beautiful floral mold at the top while the arms sat rather low in an elegant curve around the silky blue padding that made up the seat, and also the back. The window he now stood before was just as impressive if only for its size, but the intricate framing and arch certainly helped increase the already staggering beauty of this room.

On the bed, Sebastian brought his right paw to his eyes, rubbing his fingers and palm together, as if testing the quality of a merchant's fabrics. After a moment of this, an oily, translucent liquid began to drip from his paw as he continued the rubbing motion. A seemingly needless effect any novice sorcerer could create; throw-away magic, some would call it, good for nothing removed from impressing non-practicers, but this rabbit had certainly found a use for the greasy substance. Once he'd cultivated a healthy amount into the pads of his paws, he would reach down and take a hold of his still-rigid maleness, rubbing up and down the length, slathering it in the lubricating substance.

At the window, Reko took in the vista, as stunning as Sebastian had promised.

"I've never been this high above the kingdom before...it truly is an incredible sight. When you dwell in the slums for as long as I have, you can't easily imagine that the kingdom could look this beautiful."

"Oh yes, no doubt," Sebastian would respond without looking away from his work.

The squirrel's tail would sway from more while his blue, bright eyes scanned the world below him. From here he could appreciate the beauty of the park in its full scale, marvel at the tiny specks of people living out their lives, and take in the uninhibited and breathtaking sight of the sun setting over the kingdom.

"I can see my uncle's house," Reko said softly with a small point. A sigh left through his little nose. "I imagine that witch still lives there...my understanding is that my parents lived in that small little neighborhood...I've never seen it all at once before. The truth is, I - EEK!"

A startled squeak escaped the rodent's throat as he felt himself suddenly pulled backwards, into the chair with Sebastian. Before Reko could react, the rabbit's penis slid easily past the cheeks of the squirrel's rump, and into his body. Wrapping his arms around Reko's body, the slender-bodied Sebastian displayed deceptive strength as he lifted and lowered Reko now, bouncing the penetrated squirrel on and off of his lap before he had gathered himself enough to aide the rabbit.

"Ugh...sorcerer!" gasped Reko as he was being taken. "You could have...mm...at least warned me, first!"

"Yes yes, I know," agreed Sebastian, in a mock-sympathetic tone. "But you are a reluctant one and I...I am a rabbit of limited time."

Reko's body was driven down onto Sebastian's phallic masculinity a few more times until he was finally able to compose himself, and firmly plant his feet on the ground, aiding the rhythmic motion for added fluidity. For added leverage the squirrel's paw grasped the low arm of the chair, the other laying flat against Sebastian's thigh. The wet squelch of the rabbit's greased penis slipped back inside of Reko only increased the eroticism as both males' excitement grew. Reko's own malehood crept from his furry sheath, wavering between his legs with the motion of this vigorous physicality.

In time the arch mage would push Reko's backside down onto his lap one more time but this time, firmly hold him down to keep him there, the rabbit prefering physical cues and direction over vocal alternatives during this kind of activity. Reko received the message and came to a stop, allowing Sebastian to grasp the rodent's brown-furred hips, now grinding and gyrating them on his lap. Reko would soon follow the motion rolling his hips over the rabbit's groin, drawing in sharp breaths and releasing powerful exhales as he did. It was incredible to think that just about an hour before he was down rotting in that dungeon and now...now he's on the Arch Mage's penis.

Reko would find his stride now, providing movements and techniques more fitting of a male with this kind of experience. The squirrel could feel himself delving further into this as their sex progressed and grew better with every movement. Sebastian...not bad for a rich boy. And how could you argue with the view beyond the window in front of him? He'd certainly had worse nights than this.

"Reko, you are exquisite," praised Sebastian from behind.

The squirrel turned to look over his shoulder, meeting those violet eyes again. "That was our agreement."

The sorcerer responded with a devilish smile as their evening together continued.

***

Sebastian's supple, bejeweled ears bounced up and down, a reaction to his movement as the rabbit repeatedly squatted down and rose again. His handsome face could be appreciated by the squirrel from below, from his position balanced on his upper back and shoulders. Both boys were treated to the best view possible of Sebastian pushing himself into the squirrel's receptive orifice, the mage with the tip of his fingers pressed against the base of his penis to keep it pointed on target, while his other held the right leg of Reko. The knee of the squirrel's free leg hovered just over his nose in this inverted position, showcasing his natural limberness.

"This...is why I love squirrels," breathed Sebastian as he continued to mate with the other male. "You precious little things can handle a position such as this...larger males, they don't even want to try."

Reko's breaths heaved at the rabbit's vigorous affection. "We are indeed...adept with acrobatic positions. There isn't much...ogh...isn't much we...can't do...h'uh...."

A grin melted onto the dominant male's face. "My, are we becoming a bit of a braggart down there?"

Reko closed his eyes and took it for a moment before responding. "Well...you rabbits have us beat in prolificity...but no other creature is as...physically creative as squirrels. It's the truth."

"Mm...it just may be...right, you may get up, now."

Sebastian pulled himself out of Reko's body, releasing the squirrel's leg momentarily into its owners control. Gracefully, the squirrel would flip over into a smooth rise to a stand, looking to the rabbit now, who nodded in the direction of the foot of canopy bed.

"Go on and take a firm hold of that bed post and...make yourself available to me."

More immediately obeying now, Reko stepped toward the post, wrapping his pink fingers around the wood and twisting fabrics, turning his back to Sebastian. He turned his head to see the rabbit, who raised a brow, gesturing toward the squirrel's rump. After a moment of this, Reko realized the request and backed his lower body outward, bending further over. Without instruction he would sway his tail out of the way, allowing the sorcerer to come uninhibited. Sebastian stepped up to him how, pressing a paw onto his rump, and taking hold of his enduring phallus.

"Are we meant to switch at any point?" Reko asked.

"Not if you're looking to please me," Sebastian replied without looking up.

Reko turned forward now. It seemed this would be his place for the evening. Perhaps Sebastian was a selfish lover but it really didn't matter, for they were not lovers, at least, not for long. Reko would simply accept this as the rabbit's hips came forward, and the rodent felt the tip of his penis prodding the center of his backside, only to soon permeate once again, slowly pushing its way back inside of him.

With his paws holding the squirrel's hips in place, Sebastian's own hips pounded into him at a brisk pace. Reko would back into it as he did, looking to make it as pleasurable as he could. The many candles lit the room now as the sun had since retreated for its night's sleep. The warming light shined gold on their fur, and a sense of intimate tranquility filled the room, juxtaposed with their sex which had been anything but tranquil.

This position would last for as long as Sebastian remained interested in it, which he would for at least these past several moments. A sudden pounding charging through the air caused both males to startlingly snap their focus to the door.

"Sir Sebastian!" a somewhat nasal voice called out.

"Oh, god!" chittered a panicked Reko, certain he'd been caught.

"Hush!" commanded Sebastian in an aggressive whisper.

"They've found me! I'm - mmph!"

Sebastian's paw clasped over the squirrel's mouth now as he addressed the caller.

"Yes, Mr. Abignaile?" Despite engaging the king's assistant, Sebastian continued to thrust into the squirrel.

"Apologies Sir, but the King has sent me to ask if you've cast the regeneration of the weakened outer cloister walls."

"Yes, yes, of course, the King should know I would not neglect such a task!" The sorcerer paw pads dampened at the heat of Reko's frantic breath as Sebastian continued to mute him. The rodent's entire body vibrated and quivered now, in nervousness. Truthfully...the sensation of this was quite nice, and still Sebastian would not interrupt his thrusts.

"So you are saying I am to inform him there is nothing to worry over?"

"Of course."

"I'm having slight trouble hearing you Sir, may I come in?"

Reko's body would tremble even more, a feeling Sebastian continued to relish.

"Oh no, I must decline you dear, I'm afraid you've caught me just in the midst of dressing down for the evening."

"Yes Sir, I apologize. Do have a splendid night!"

"You as well, Mr. Abignaile."

Once a moment of silence from the other side of the door had passed, Sebastian would remove his paw from Reko's mouth, allowing the rodent to speak freely again, although the rabbit would speak first.

"You rodents may be agile lovers, but you panic at even the mostly piddly disturbance, don't you?"

"I apologize...but I would surely be...h'oh...severely punished to be caught like this."

"You worry not...I will take care of you, tonight."

With the little interruption having since passed, the would continue like this, Reko grasping the bed post and Sebastian having his way with him. After minutes of this, they would change, just a little, the squirrel turning a bit so the arch mage could hold up the squirrel's leg and take him like this.

"By the by, my dear...you chose a truly heavenly scent for yourself."

"It was the...the best of those available, I thought...."

In time the strength of Sebastian's thrusts increased, and he would throw down the squirrel's leg, taking him from behind once more. No, this post would no longer do...he pulled Reko away, wrapping a paw under his arm and over his shoulder, wrapping the other around his waist and arm, restraining, pulling him in, keeping him there. Reko moaned at the sensation of the rabbit's penis hungrily taking of him...claiming more of his body as its own as it proceeded deeper within. They'd both bend forward on the pull-outs, and jolt forward with each thust. Sebastian opened his maw, raking his ample incisors over the back of Reko's neck, just once, a sensation that elicited within the squirrel the best kind of shudder.

Soon Sebastian's humps grew hard and fast, the kind you'd expect from a rabbit as randy as he, the kind most would expect to signal the end...only instead to be replaced by a sudden pull out, as Reko was urged, no...this time more...pushed to the bed. Enough in fact that he would fall into a laying position onto the sheets so silky, they could almost be enchanted. The squirrel turned onto his back in time to see the ravenous rabbit use his natural ability to hop onto the bed with him, standing perfectly upright, grasping the post for balance. Reko would attempt to sit up a bit, only for the strong, furry foot of Sebastian to push him back down as it pressed firmly onto his chest. The sorcerer rolled his toes a bit, his claws digging just a little into the squirrel, just enough to let him feel their every move. Standing above the rodent, Sebastian stared him straight in the eye.

"Don't you move...you're right where you belong."

In a feat of absolute grace and control, the rabbit would bring forth his other leg, planting its foot into the bare squirrel's belly, standing completely on top of him yet not hurting him at all. As with the first, the claws of both feet now dug around beneath the white fur of Reko's chest and belly. For this, the squirrel's arms remained submissively at his sides while Sebastian played his little foot game. With a sudden, almost fighteningly swift motion, Sebastian lept off of Reko's body, landing right beside the squirrel on the bed, the rabbit now laying on his side. Before Reko could truly react, his leg was pulled back, tucked under Sebastian's arm. Once more, the malehood of the rabbit would push into his backside, re-entering the squirrel's body, making itself at home as it had all this time. Reko felt Sebastian's paw as it slipped past the fur on his neck, reaching under the squirrel from their spooned position and taking a hold of one of his free wrists, holding him in place.

Now from his side, the sorcerer went back to work, propelling his pelvis forward and back, in an out of the squirrel whose breaths grew shallower, his body spending so much energy trying to keep up with the ravenous rabbit. Sebastians furry sac would slap into Reko with each thrust which were delivered at a strenuous pace now. The sorcerer raised his upper body a bit to look down at the squirrel with dominion, an expression the likes one could only see on the visage of a rabbit who'd made a squirrel his.

Reko's bushy tail curved over the side of Sebastian's body, draping around the back and swaying along the bed with every impact. When the rodent's free paw was set upon the gyrating hips of Sebastian, Reko would feel as the paw of the arm which locked in his leg would take a firm hold of his wrist, three of his four limbs restrained. It was impressive that a rabbit with the slender build of the sorcerer's could take such dominion over his body, Reko would think. The very thought would serve to further arouse the squirrel, wishing only that he had a free arm with which to paw at himself while he was taken.

Though just as Reko was growing rather fond of this position, Sebastian would surprise him again, taking hold of his entire body, and turning both Reko and himself onto their stomachs, situating himself on top of the squirrel, mounting him without ever removing himself from the rodent's body. One of the sorcerer's pillows would tumble down from the impressive pile of them at the head of the bed, landing in front of the squirrel who would use it to prop himself up while Sebastian sat on his knees, straddling the rodent's rump, sensuously gyrating his hips. The faintest squeaking sounds left Reko's throat as his body continued to endure the feeling of Sebastian inside of him, rubbing his cheek against what was easily the plushest pillow he'd ever felt.

Sebastian would wrap his fingers around either side of the squirrel's lower back, his thumbs pressed into the center. As he continue to hump at the squirrel like this, his paws slowly slid up the sides of Reko's petite body, the brown fur running and fluttering between the spaces of the sorcerer's long fingers, causing Reko's skin to tingle. It wasn't until the royal magician's paws made it about Reko's shoulder blades that he would remove them from the squirrel, planting them hard on either side of him, into the bed, leaning forward, hovering over the squirrel, his lop ears swinging down and back and forth as his thrusts would grow stronger. Not strong enough...more powerful yet, make some noise, little squirrel...the sorcerer sought the intense pride and satisfaction of making another soul cry out in ecstasy from only the movements of his body, alone. But he would have to push further, harder, much faster than this...and even with its solid craft, the frame of this regal bed would begin to rock as Sebastain gave the squirrel everything he had. Reko would grit his teeth, squeeze the red satin pillow in his claws, and here would come the louder moans...the less subtle squeaks garnished wonderfully with his frantic breath. Sebastian's thrusts rocked his entire body now, sending him forward, repeatedly pushing his face into the pillow's folds. Moments later, the mage would lay more flatly against the back of Reko, low enough for his purple-jeweled ears to drape over the squirrel's shoulders, and those gyrations became nothing more than slams right into his rump. Reko was pushed deep into the softness of the bed, creating a bouncing, heaving, barely-breathing, bucking, intense eroticism that at least in this very moment, neither male would trade for any amount of gold or jewels.

Sebastian rose back to his knees, pulling out just for a moment and catching the squirrel's now-wildly whipping tail by the base. He pulled on it, not softly, and Reko would have to raise his backside to Sebastian to avoid the pain. He did this, although his upper body remained bent submissively to the bed. Still with a strong grip of the squirrel's tail, Sebastian wasted no time in pushing his penis back in, still holding the tail as he pounded at the squirrel. No slow build up, only furious sex now. His free paw joined his grasp of the tail and the little squirrel would be taken like this. After all the intensity being rammed in and out of him, a dull ache would begin to surface inside Reko, as his moans grew louder, hampering his attempt to communicate a break.

"Seb--Sebastian...just a...just a moment...."

But this request would fall on deaf ears, surely this squirrel knew they were too far in to stop now. And who could be sure precisely when that look of innocence ever present on Sebastian's face had morphed to this one of pure hunger? Those requests for a recess only meant he needed to slam into him harder, more ferociously. The whiskered lips of the sorcerer curled up just a little, his nearly-gritted teeth visible had Reko been able to look back at him. The fur-dampened sound of the rabbit's hips colliding with the squirrel's was unignorable, surely even to whoever could have been walking past that door again, but this didn't matter now, for Sebastian actually hopped up to his feet, all the while remaining inside of Reko. He planted his toes hard into the bed, draping himself over the back of Reko, wrapping his arms powerfully around the squirrel's body, and thrusting faster and harder than ever before. The rabbit's breaths shot from his muzzle with every thrust, now coming out almost as some kind of growl. Reko's eyes were sealed shut at the intensity of the feeling, he was rocked, he was spent, there could be nothing left of him by the end of this. The rabbit who mounted him closed his teeth onto the neck and shoulder of Reko, an amorous behavior not often observed in rabbits, but one it seemed Sebastian had picked up, and learned to like.

This animal-love administered upon the squirrel showed no signs of easing. The claws of Sebastian's toes curled down to dig into the bed in an attempt to regain his footing during this intense mating. It would prove impossible to keep them planted in place for long, his feet quite often sliding back, his claws tearing into the bed sheets, shredding them carelessly as he dominated the squirrel. Saliva blew past his clamped teeth, soaking into the fur of Reko's neck. Sex of this ferocity could only last for so long, and Sebastian's body, uncaring of whether his malehood resided naturally within the warmth of a female rabbit, or sinfully lodged into the anus of a male squirrel, would bring forth the finality that all creatures sought. He sowed this squirrel, his profoundly warm seed splashing well into his body, at least for the initial spurt, as a spent Reko collapsed all the way down, onto his side dislodging from the sorcerer, who fell to all fours above the squirrel. This would only afford Reko the opportunity to be spattered in the ongoing spurts of Sebastian, streams the thick white liquid landing all over the rodent's body, matting down his fur where the heavier amounts would pool, and dotting him elsewhere, one such spurt strong enough to reach his whiskers, running down the length of the fibers before dripping down onto the sheets.

Whatever silence the room could have had now was ousted by the sounds of heavy breathing from both males, Sebastian's body heaving up and down from his paws knees, Reko curled on his side, finally taking this opportunity to just regain his breath after such a vigorous end to his long-time chastity. The end of his tail wavered just a little, the energy to move the entire, elegant extension of fur taken from him by the rigid masculinity of Sebastian. The sorcerer's eyes squinted in the afterglow as he uprighted himself to his knees, just scanning around the room while he caught his breath. It was almost as if he couldn't see straight, the climax had been so good. This status was more or less the same for Reko, panting heavily as the first volley of Sebastian's seed dribbled out from the back of him, running down the cheeks of his backside.

"Oh, goodness," Sebastian gasped as he descended into an almost wicked chortle.

Reko would lift his body off the bed a bit, taking note of the mess the rabbit had made of him. Perhaps Sebastian would allow him another bath for his trouble but for this moment, it wasn't the height of the squirrel's focus.

"So," Reko began, just now starting to bring his breathing to a pace closer to normal, "are you...pleased, sorcerer?"

"Oh yes...very much so," hummed Sebastian, looking down to the rodent with a grin. "You are precisely what I have been seeking."

Reko's glance turned toward the bed sheets upon which he would lay, as he nodded. "Good...."

The squirrel rolled over to the side of the bed, sitting up now, looking down to the beautiful rug on the floor for a moment, just recounting these most recent events he had experienced. Beside him, still on his knees, the rabbit would brush back his ears and smile in satisfaction for what he'd just enjoyed, something akin to a meal vastly superior to standard fare.

The feeling and the scents of this room now were incredible, sensations the rabbit would hope to remain for as long as they could. Reko ran his paws over his face, unintentionally mashing in the ejaculate on the side of his muzzle. That one had been good, the squirrel admitted. One of the best, yes. A nice bonus to his task, the rewards for which he now sought.

"Regarding my early release," started Reko, turning toward Sebastian, "when can I expect for it to be implemented?"

Sebastian lazily closed his eyes and rolled his said to the side, in the direction of Reko. "Pardon?"

"My early release. Will it be immediate? I could expect there to be logistics to work out first, but can you tell me approximately when I can expect to be freed?"

The sorcerer's expression turned to one almost of puzzlement. "Who has said such a thing will be happening?"

Now Reko's visage would twist into confusion, but also a rapid irritation. "You did, sorcerer! That was the agreement. If I...please you, in this way, you would grant me an early release!"

"I never said that."

"Yes, you did!" Reko barked, standing up from the bed now. "You think I cannot remember words so recent?"

"I said it depends on if you can please me."

"And you said I have!"

"Oh, you have, and far beyond that, love...but now that I know how gratifying you can be, I can't let you go, now can I?"

"What?"

"I wanted to know if you could please me - and you did. And now I know, you are most assuredly a keeper. You'll have no reason to return here if you are released, and now that I've had you, I will not go without you."

"I...I don't believe this!" squeaked Reko, marching toward the wash room doorway, where he'd recover his trousers, quickly pulling them back onto his body. When he looked back to the bare-bodied sorcerer he'd see a playful smile, this entire thing a source of amusement for him.

"I can't help it if you misinterpreted my words, Reko."

"So...so your plan this whole time, was to test me...use me, make me give myself to you, just so you could see how much pleasure I could give you? So you could keep me in that wretched hole indefinitely as your personal toy?"

An amused breath escaped through Sebastian's pink nose. "Well, in those words, I suppose it does sound a bit sorded."

"Did you ever intend to grant me release under any circumstances?"

"I wouldn't worry about that," replied Sebastian, as he rose from the bed. "Your fate has already been decided. You will remain here, at my beck and call."

"To hell with you, sorcerer! What makes you believe I would give to you my body again?"

Sebastian stepped forward, that coy smile returning. "What makes you believe you'll have a choice, next time?"

He had been deceived by this wretched rabbit, and the rage inside of Reko boiled to a head immediately. He advanced on Sebastian with aggression, not sure what he would do, but certain to make him pay. Before he could come within the distance of a touch, however, the high mage would swing his arm, a pink-colored energy hurled toward the squirrel before he could react or dodge. When it collided with him, the force sent him to the floor, a squeak ringing off of the walls. When Reko attempted to upright himself, he found that the bright colored energy wrapped around his body, constricting his body and arms. Before he knew what was happening, Sebastian administered the same magic to his ankles, the struggling rodent fully restrained on the floor.

The rabbit's ample sized feet ambled toward the subdued squirrel, and Sebastian would walk in a slow circle around him.

"Yes...this should serve quite nicely for our next night together."

Reko cursed the rabbit as he watched him step over toward the door to his room. He'd open it just a bit, leaning his muzzle out.

"You may come in now, dear."

While Sebastian moved back toward the center of the room, a large, golden-furred fox stepped inside. He wore impressively intricate and beautiful armor, light enough for easy indoor travel but clearly boasting highly resistant integrity. The fox immediately looked down at the squirrel on the floor while the sorcerer began to dress himself.

"Finished with another one?"

"Yes, yes, he is all done for now," Sebastian confirmed while stepping back into his pant legs. When he finished, he'd stride back to where Reko would lay, the squirrel unsure of what to expect next.

"Reko, my dear, I'd like you to meet Hurst. He is an elite guard here, and...my personal body guard. We've grown to be quite good friends."

Hurst nodded toward the rabbit, acknowledging his claim.

"I thought you said you had to be descrete," recalled Reko in a labored town as he struggled fruitlessly to free himself from the enchanted binds.

"Oh, and I do, but Hurst here...he can keep a secret," Sebastian cooed intimately, stepping over toward Hurst, and running a paw affectionately over the large fox's armored shoulder. "Hundreds of them, in fact."

Reko looked up at the intimadating bodyguard as the mage he protected went back to dressing, finding and slipping on the black undershirt from before.

"What's stopping me from just telling the other guards about this!" spat Reko.

Sebastian turned back, raising a brow. "Well, nothing much...except the possibility of Hurst there crushing something within you to make it largely impossible."

With no leverage in this situation to speak of, the poor squirrel went quiet.

"Shall I take him?" asked Hurst, taking a heavy step closer to Reko.

"Yes, he may go now," Sebastian answered, waving dismissively toward the squirrel.

Reko was yanked up from the floor, brought to his knees by this powerful fox. With the magic restrainers in place he couldn't fight it but it was just as well, he knew he'd never be able to best Hurst in physical combat.

"You may want to be careful, dear Hurst, I may have left some of my...affection on him."

Hurst shook his head. "Not a problem, Sir."

With this, Reko was dragged uncaringly out of Sebastian's quarters, a mischievous smile melting onto the sorcerer's face as he watched his latest play thing be taken back to his underground toy box.

***

His tail curled as far around his body as it could, an attempt to conceal his pitiful being from all parts of the world. He sat on the cold floor of the cell once again, his knees of his once again shackled legs pulled up to his chest, his eyes at the floor. Here he was, again. A foolish bit of optimism is what it was, clashing with every other event in his life up to now. He'd given himself to an undeserving, glorified warlock, reduced himself to nothing beyond a common whore, and yet would receive nothing for his indiscretion. He sat nearest the front wall of the dungeon cell, where the door was imbedded. He huddled in that corner, making himself harder to see, for he wanted nobody to look upon him, speak to him, even acknowledge him. He was turned to the wall, even the emptiness of the room seeming to be too much to face.

His nose twitched at the scent of his body. He could still smell that awful rabbit on him...could feel parts of him, too. He remained somewhat sore from it. But what could he do; informing the other guards would, apparently, only result in his potential end at the paws of Sebastian's protector. Liars...they were always protected, shielded from everyone else, the ongoing cycle of injustice. If he should have felt ashamed, humiliated, enraged, or just pitiful, he couldn't be sure. All of it seemed to wash over him at once, an awful mixture that seemed to bring an ache to his insides. The only thing that could descend him lower would be to cry. For now, he didn't.

Perhaps he could grasp desperately at self-justification; he was only trying to survive, grant himself another chance. But this thought merely echoed what the devious sorcerer had been saying before...attempting to believe in it only made him feel more foolish. In simplicity, he'd made the wrong choice. He couldn't be sure if he would have ever had the choice but he could have known he didn't willingly give himself away even if there were no choices to be had. He should have seen it coming - you can never trust the affluent types. He should have known better, but he wanted to believe there was a way out. In this moment he tried to avoid reminding himself of the slight anticipation he had harbored over the carnal act, as well. In all, he was content to just remain in this heep all night, pitying or loathing himself. But sometimes you can just feel it when you're no longer alone.

His head would rise. And he turned toward the center of the room. There, a darkness on the floor grew. What it was, he had no idea, but he just watched as the black circle expanded, black and deep purple mist seeming to rise right from it, dissipating into the air as quickly as it reformed. A sound...something akin to backwards chanting faded in and out and now Reko stood, his heart racing at whatever this thing was. He pressed himself as far into the corner as he could, but knew that he was in fact trapped in here with this blackness.

The mists grew thicker, and an almost hissing sound joined the chanting. The dark circle now would rise, no longer a flat object, but a growing shadow in the center of the cell. Soon, limbs were formed out of it, arms reaching out, almost as if to stretch from long inactivity. A sharp object began to protrude from the top, as well as two long shapes behind it. Once it had risen further, it seemed to have formed legs, standing upright now, a smoking shadow without a bearer. But now the darkness began to take a crisper shape, and fade from total darkness to various colors...purple cloths morhed into view, and the arms now appeared furred and of a light color, adorned with golden bracelets and jewels. Slowly the shape had transformed into a figure...a person standing there in the room, until the black and purple mist cleared, the sounds went quiet, and the process was over, leaving behind this unknown soul.

Reko's breath quickened as the long-haired person stood there, looking down to the floor. Long ears extended up from here, standing motionless in the air. Slowly, the figure's head would rise, where Reko could see his forhead adored with a sharp horn. Despite the low light in here, this person appeared to resonate an unnatural glow...enough to see eyes of a kind of...deadness, despite the brightness of their pink irises. Eyes hardened by the ages...the violet coat he wore boasted a long tail in the back, and splitting in the front just past the start of his legs which were adorned in black, somewhat loose fitting trousers which bunched up at these most peculiar boots he wore upon his partially exposed feet.

Their eyes met, and the person would slowly raise an arm, pointing a long-clawed finger at the squirrel, and spoke in a haunted voice just above a whisper.

"Your name is Reko...right?"