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"That should just about do it."

Ashe read through the code on his computer, making sure everything was in order. He'd been looking forward to this for months, and now that the day was finally here he was eager to get started. The flamedramon had to be patient at least a little while longer though. He'd spent too much money on the new game or his VR rig to risk fucking it up because his code was wrong. As he went through it again, everything looked fine, and he uploaded the program into his rig, pushing away from his desk and standing up.

It would take a couple minutes for it to finish, which gave him time to get ready. Ashe stripped down to his boxers; no point being uncomfortable while he got his game on. He lowered the lights some and made sure the temperature in the room was right, fluffing up the pillow on his bed just in time for the system to beep, letting the flamedramon know it was done loading. A sly grin spread across his face; he'd been looking forward to this for quite a while.

Ashe was a huge Zelda fanboy, and when the newest game had been announced he'd been one of the first in line to place an order. But when it was revealed that the new game would also be available for full-immersion VR, there was no way the flamedramon could resist. The chance to play his favorite series in the world of the game was a chance he'd have been crazy to pass up. He'd been less thrilled when he found out about the weapon durability system, but the clever programmer had found a way around that. Just a few careful additions to the code, and he'd be able to use his natural fire abilities even in game. Hell, he'd even made it so he'd still be able to fly, along with a few other handy additions to make the game a bit more fun. After all, one of the best things about RPGs for him was when you were able to tear through your enemies like paper. This would just let him reach that point a little faster.

Once everything was ready, Ashe made sure his VR rig was securely plugged in before laying back on his bed and slipping it over his head. He was so excited he could barely contain himself. Before booting up the main game, he got his account and save files setup. There was even some limited character customization, a first for the series with its switch to virtual reality. Wanting to enjoy this to the max, Ashe wouldn't be changing his species, though he did alter his looks slightly. The rig had done a full body scan the first time he'd used it to calibrate, and with the changes he'd made he didn't want to risk overloading the program with a species change. Instead, he made his normally blue skin an ashy grey, and his eyes a vivid red instead of his normal amber yellow.

Once he was satisfied with all the settings, Ashe took a deep breath to settle himself, relaxing back against the bed and closing his eyes.

"Link start!"

The rig hummed to life, the game booting up and triggering the dive into virtual reality. To Ashe it felt almost like he was flying out of his own body as his awareness of the waking world faded away, and the virtual world appeared around him.

When Ashe opened his eyes, he found himself in what looked like a cave filled with a blue glow. Water was lapping at his body, but drained away as he sat up. The heads-up display popped up, announcing that he was in the Shrine of Resurrection. As expected, he was starting with no weapons or armor. The only thing he had was a pair of tight shorts that reached down to just above his knees. Ashe looked himself over, testing the feel of the full immersion tech in the game; there wasn't any lag, even with the changes he'd made to the code. That was good; it meant he hadn't corrupted anything critical when he'd hacked in. Even better, since this wasn't an MMO, nobody would burst him for making changes to the game. He'd be free to properly enjoy himself. A mischievous grin spread across his face. So far things were going just as he'd planned.

Getting to his feet, Ashe began exploring his surroundings. There didn't seem to be much in here. Besides the contraption he'd just climbed out of, there was a single door directly in front of him, and just before that a pedestal to his left. Considering the way it was glowing, it was clear that was what the game wanted him to interact with first. As he approached, the center of the pedestal began to turn, lifting itself up. From the center emerged what looked very much like a typical touch screen tablet with a handle at one end. It spun around, and on the back was the familiar glowing eye mark of the Sheikah.

The flamedramon smiled. In these games anything with the Sheikah symbol was bound to be important, and if it was the first thing the game was giving him he was sure it would be useful.

"That is a Sheikah Slate. Take it. It will help guide you after your long slumber."

Though the voice was likely intended to be a mystery, Ashe had no doubt that it was Princess Zelda. At least, that seemed like the most likely possibility since he didn't have a fairy buzzing around yelling at him to listen. Reaching out, he lifted the slate from the pedestal.

[Sheikah Slate acquired.]

As soon as he picked up the slate, a belt materialized around his waist, alerting him to the creation of his inventory. At the moment he wasn't quite sure how to use the slate, and the game wasn't giving him any directions yet, so he clipped it to his belt on his left hip and continued exploring. When he took the slate, the door to the room opened, the seven stone pillars that formed the door lifting up to reveal a hallway filled with a couple chests and several large crates. Ashe immediately made a beeline for the chests, opening them to claim the goodies inside.

[Well-worn trousers acquired.]

[Old shirt acquired.]

Not exactly the look he was going for, but at least now he had some armor. Heading towards the next door, he approached the pedestal to the right.

"Hold the Sheikah Slate up to the pedestal. That will show you the way."

Ashe did as he was told, holding the screen of the slate over the center of the pedestal, which flashed blue.

[Authenticating. Sheikah Slate confirmed.]

The Sheikah mark on the large door shone blue, and the door opened, letting light pour into the corridor. Stepping outside, a location alert appeared before him.

[great plateau]

The game also alerted him to a large structure nearby that looked like some kind of church or temple, and a hooded old man that was clearly meant to be his first NPC interaction. Everything about this place screamed 'tutorial', but that was fine with Ashe. Better to get a handle on the game systems early before any of the tougher enemies showed up. And once he done, he could get on to the two tasks every RPG gamer loved - exploring and taking on this new world, and hovering up absolutely everything that wasn't nailed down. You never knew in games like this what could come in handy, and if the previews he'd seen were anything to go by, he'd wanted to have access to as much as possible as soon as he could.

Hoping the tutorial wouldn't take too long so he could find some proper gear, Ashe started walking towards the old man. He hadn't been able to make change to the tutorial section of the code for fear of causing major bugs, but the moment he was off the Great Plateau, that was when the real fun would get to start.

*************

Turned out the tutorial hadn't been as bad as he'd feared. The Sheikah Slate seemed like it was going to be so critical to the game it was a good idea to get a handle on how to use it. And honestly, having an endless supply of bombs was something Ashe could definitely get on board with. After snatching up the best weapons he could find - which wasn't much this early one but better than nothing - the flamedramon made his way to Kakariko village as fast as he could, wanting information on the main quests and to stock up on the gear he'd been able to patch in for himself.

Impa hadn't looked as spry as she usually did, but Ashe appreciated the feeling of this version of Hyrule. From what he'd seen so far, he was starting to get the feeling the dev team had really done their homework. The world had a feeling of history to it on a level some of the other games in the series had lacked. But once the quests were triggered, he was able to retrieve his gear and get changed, taking a moment to admire himself in his new armor.

The Sheikah gear was just as amazing as it had looked in OoT, but damn if he didn't make it look good. His long legs looked phenomenal in those pants, not to mention the way the hugged his package, his balls feeling comfortably supported without being constricted in the tight but amazingly flexible fabric. The top felt just as nice, the mask bringing out his inner cosplayer. Whoever designed that armor set had to know what they were doing to the players when they made it look so sexy.

Not only had he managed to change the price for the gear to basically free, he'd modified their armor level to make sure he could use it for the entire game. Or pretty damn close, anyway. That he'd also made himself resistant to heat and cold should help; no having to change into climate-specific gear to get by. He still didn't have the best shields or weapons yet, but with this armor and his fire powers he had more than enough to get stated with what he did have.

Time to raise some hell.

*************

It wasn't long after he left the village that Ashe encountered a group of bokoblins in a small camp near the river. Thanks to his new armor, he was able to sneak much closer to them that he had to the last group before any of them noticed him. When the first one figured out he was there, Ashe launched himself forward, fire blazing around his fist.

"Fire rocket!"

A rain of fireballs shot from his palm, quickly taking down the first bokoblin as more charged forward. The pig-faced fuckers were squealing and screaming as they charged him, but Ashe just grinned. Drawing his sword and shield, the flamedramon surged forward swinging, getting some solid hits in before jumping back, avoid their clubs and using his shield to block the arrows from the archer up in their little outpost.

Ashe was quickly getting the hang of the combat. It was a lot different from using a controller like in the other games, but damn if it wasn't fun to get to do this himself. It didn't take much longer before the outpost had been cleared, and he sheathed his sword, making sure to gather up the bokoblin's discarded weapons before moving one. One annoying thing he hadn't counted on was that flying would eat into his stamina meter, and right now it was way too small for more than short gliding or some assisted jumping. Oh well; he'd just have to fix that later. Shouldn't be much of an issue, especially once he got the items to boost his stamina a bit. Then he could really cut loose.

He'd just updated his map at a tower in the more mountainous area of the map when Ashe spotted another outpost. It looked like it was manned by more bokoblins, but there was also a taller figure stomping around with them.

"Ah, that must be the new Moblin model," said Ashe to himself. "Let's see what the big guy can do."

Ashe leapt from the tower, not bothering with using his glider, opting to fly on his approach to get a better look. As he drew near he spotted a cluster of barrels to one side of their camp, surrounded by several of the bokoblins. The flamedramon grinned. It was just too good an opportunity to pass up.

"Fire rocket!"

Ashe let loose his attack, striking the barrels which promptly exploded in an impressive fireball that had several of the bokoblins in flames. The flamedramon landed, drawing his weapons, but was surprised to see the bokoblins getting to their feet.

Okay, that was not what he'd expected. Usually an explosion like that would have taken them out. That was when he noticed something. The bokoblins weren't the same shade of red as the ones he'd fought before. All these guys were black. In fact, so was the Moblin. It was only as they started towards him that Ashe realized what was happening.

"Oh fuck," he growled. "You fuckers are higher level, aren't you?"

Whatever Ashe had expected them to do next, he never would have thought they'd actually talk back.

"You're gonna pay for that you little bastard," said one of the bokoblins.

When he raised his weapon, Ashe was worried to see that it wasn't the typical club he'd come to expect. That black bokoblin was carrying a knight's broadsword.

That was going to complicate things.

Thankfully, there were only four bokoblins still standing, and two of them were injured from the explosion. Ashe took them down first, kiting them around to avoid the rest of the enemies while getting his hits in. To his surprise, even when he blocked with his shield these guys hit hard. He was tough, but he managed to take out the bokoblins, turning his full attention to the Moblin moving towards him.

Despite himself, Ashe couldn't help but be impressed with how real this all felt. He could actually feel the bumps and bruises of the fight like they were really there. That was a first for VR games as far as he knew. He'd never felt simulated pain this real.

"You'll wish you'd run when he had the chance," growled the Moblin, towering over the flamedramon. "Guess you'll just have to keep me entertained until the next blood moon." The monster smirked wickedly. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill ya. But a bitch has to know their place."

"The fuck are you talking ab-OOOFFFF!"

The Moblin swung his spear with surprising agility, catching Ashe's shield. The flamedramon should have been keeping a closer eye on his gear's durability, because the moment the spear connected the shield shattered into glowing blue shards. Without the shield to guard with, the tip of his enemy's spear caught Ashe's arm, slicing through his stealth gear like it wasn't even there.

Ashe cried out as the bone blade cut into his arm, tumbling away from the Moblin and willing another shield from his inventory. Unfortunately the bokoblin shield wasn't going to be anywhere near as sturdy as the metal one he'd just lost. But what really concerned him was the pain coming from his arm. Looking down, Ashe's eyes went wide at what he was seeing.

He was bleeding! But... that was impossible! This game wasn't designed with features like that! At most, there should have been a glowing area to mark where he'd been hit, but that should have been it. Instead, blood as staining his sleeve and starting to run down his arm. Thankfully the wound didn't seem to be too deep, but Ashe was getting rather alarmed. If he didn't know better he would have sworn his injury was... real.

Ashe kept fighting, but it quickly proved to be a losing battle. When his sword broke, that was when he knew this would only end badly. The rest of his shields and weapons were quickly destroyed, and even his fire rocket barely seemed to scratch the Moblin. And it wasn't that his attack wasn't strong. It was just at this point in the game the flamedramon didn't have the health, stamina, or gear to do any real damage fast enough to make a difference. Soon he was left with nothing, staggering back from the Moblin. Ashe tried to fly away, but the big brute grabbed his tail and slammed him to the ground, knocking Ashe down to his last quarter-heart of health. He'd managed to bloody the Moblin a little, but not enough to stop him.

It was just enough to make him even angrier.

The Moblin approached him, planting his spear in the ground and cracking his knuckles menacingly. The edge of his spear sliced through the leg of Ashe's gear, leaving another cut down his thigh that made the digimon cry out in pain. Standing over him, the Moblin laughed darkly, grabbing his loincloth and tearing it off.

"Gonna enjoy breaking in that tight little ass of yours," said the Moblin reaching for Ashe. "And as soon as my boys revive, they can have some fun with you, too."

Ashe couldn't believe what he was hearing, or seeing for that matter. When the Moblin threw his loincloth aside, the flamedramon got a good look at what lay between the monster's legs. His black shaft look more like a club than a dick, that monstrous erection looking threatening in a way the Moblin's spear couldn't hope to match. Ashe tried to scurry away from him, but the Moblin kept advancing, even as the flamedramon slowly got to his shaking, unsteady legs. They'd hit him harder than he'd thought.

"Oh I don't fucking think so!" yelled Ashe. He might not have any weapons now, but he was able to conjure more fire around his hands. "Get away from me you bastard!"

"Feisty, I like that," growled the Moblin. "I'll have fun breaking you."

Ashe launched a fire rocket, but it barely knock the Moblin back a couple feet. The big brute just kept coming. The flamedramon was starting to panic, worried about what was going to happen if the Moblin managed to get a hold of him.

"Come here little man. Time for you to --hurgghk!"

The Moblin's words cut out to a gargle, and Ashe jumped as an arrow sprouted from the front of the monsters neck. It had punched right through his throat! The Moblin reached futilely for the arrow, but his eyes went blank before he could pull it out. He fell to the ground, and a moment later burst into a cloud of dark smoke.

A figure landed on the ground behind where the Moblin had been standing, but with the sun behind them Ashe couldn't make out who or what it was. The flamedramon was running on pure adrenaline at that point, and even though whoever that was had just saved him from the Moblin, his mind couldn't process more than that there was a potential danger nearby.

Ashe cried out, launching himself at the newcomer, but he barely made it five feet. Faster than the flamedramon could process, the other figure raised a bow and let his arrows fly. Thin cables stretch between the arrows, catching around Ashe's chest and legs, pinning his arms to his sides and locking his legs together, sending him sprawling into the grass. That impact seemed to be the last thing his body could take, but just before he passed out, Ashe got a glimpse of black feathers and a bright blue scarf. Then his head hit the ground, and he knew no more.

When Ashe regained consciousness, it took him a moment to get his bearings. He wasn't in the field where he'd been fighting the Moblin and bokoblins. He tried to get up, but he was still bound, his arms tightly tied to his sides. Whoever had done it had even lashed the ropes through a heavy bolt in the wall to keep him from running off.

Looking around, Ashe seemed to be in some kind of hut. Between the large beams arching up to the roof, the flamedramon thought tapestries were covering the walls, but as one of the fluttered in the breeze he realized they were actually covering large openings in the structure. A similar curtain covered the only visible doorway. There was a hammock stretch across the other side of the room, but Ashe had been laid on some soft bedding on the floor. Not uncomfortable by any means, but not what he would have chosen given the choice.

Getting a look at his HUD, Ashe was surprised to see that his health was half full, and the worst of the aches and pains he'd been feeling at the end of the fight were gone. It wasn't until he spotted the bandages wrapped around his arm and leg that Ashe realized two very important things. One, that somebody had treated his injuries and gotten his health back up out of the red. And two, the much more alarming fact that he was naked.

Very, very naked.

The flamedramon looked around hurriedly, but there were no signs of his clothes anywhere. He tried pulling up his inventory, but they weren't there either. At least he didn't need his hands for that, or he would have really been fucked. Still, he had to get loose, find his gear and get out of there before anything else happened. He struggled against the ropes, but whoever had tied them had really known what they were doing. The knots didn't have any give to work with.

"You may as well stop struggling," said a voice from the doorway. "You won't be getting out of those ropes without help."

Ashe's head snapped to the door, and his eyes went wide at what he saw. When he had been looking at the advertising materials for the game, one of the things he'd been looking forward to most was getting to see the new design of the Rito NPCs. But now that it was actually happening, he hadn't expected them to look so good!

The Rito man standing before him had black feather lined with white along the sides of his head and the ends of his arms. It was hard to tell if those were feathers or wings, but that wasn't really the most important thing at the moment. His garb was fairly simple, basic leathers and a small metal breastplate; the most noticeable thing about his outfit was the bright blue scarf around his neck. His beak was a bright yellow, and he had red markings around his eyes.

"Who are you?" asked Ashe.

"Either you're new around here or you must have been hit in the head during that fight not to know about me," scoffed the rito, looking down at him. "My name is Revali. I'm the Rito Champion."

Ashe was sure that was supposed to mean something, but at the moment he just tried to keep his confusion to himself.

"Name's Ashe," said the flamedramon. "Now that we've met how about you fucking untie me!"

"I believe what you meant to say was thank you for saving my sorry life from the monsters I tried to fight when I didn't know what I was doing."

"Fuck you! I knew what I was doing!"

"Then you would have known better than to fight powerful black monsters by yourself." Revali shook his head. "A rookie mistake."

Now Ashe was getting pissed. "Just shut the hell up already! And where are my clothes!?"

An annoyed look crossed Revali's face. "If you must know, they are being repaired. They were damaged in and needed to be fixed. And we had to get them off of you to clean and treat your wounds. You're lucky those creatures were too stupid to have poisoned weapons, or you'd have been in real trouble."

"Oh...well, thanks, I guess..."

Revali smirked at the embarrassed look on the flamedramon's face.

"But that still doesn't explain why I'm naked! You could have at least give me some shorts or something after my leg got wrapped up."

"Oh, that's easy," said Revali, walking further into the room, unlatching his chestplate and setting it to one side. "You still owe me for saving your life."

"What does that have to do with me being...wait! Oh, you can not be serious! You don't honestly expect me to mmphf!" Ashe was cut off when Revali reached down and covered his mouth.

"What I expect, is for you to repair me for the generosity you've been shown. I saved your life, took you into my home, had your injuries treated and your gear repaired, all at my expense. You owe my compensation. And I doubt a rookie like you could possibly have enough rupees to pay what you owe, so you'll just have to find another way."

Ashe started to protest again, but Revali held up a hand.

"Here's the deal. You can take my generous offer and stay here, under the protection of the Rito village and its Champion, we can throw you in prison for trying to attack me, or if you're really that opposed to staying in our village I could always wait until the blood moon and throw you back to the Moblin and his goons when they revive. Without a lot more training, I don't think you're going to make it on your own in the wild." The rito looked down at Ashe, a haughty look on his face. "So, what'll it be?"

This couldn't be happening! There was no way something like this was programmed into a game with the rating this one had. It had to be some kind of bug from his hacking.

Screw it! No way was Ashe going along with this. He'd just reset the system and start back at his last checkpoint. But as he pulled up the HUD to try and logout and reset, he noticed two very important problems with his plan. The first was that his most recent checkpoint wasn't the one he'd created back at the tower. It was when he'd woken up in the Rito village, which meant he couldn't just reload and try again. But much more alarming was his second discovery.

The logout command wasn't working! Forget not working, it wasn't even something he could select! But if he couldn't log out, and he couldn't reset himself out of this then that meant... that meant...

Oh fuck. There really wasn't any other way out of this. But he couldn't go along with something like this, could he? Revali wanted him to... But that was so degrading. Though, it wasn't like the rito wasn't attractive, abrasive personality aside. And if he wanted to kill the flamedramon, he wouldn't have bothered saving him, or patching his injuries. He would have just killed him. Or more likely, just let the monsters finish him off, or worse.

It was absolutely humiliating to even consider agreeing to Revali's demands. But given the alternatives, Ashe figured his only real chance was to go along with what the rito wanted until he got the chance to recover his gear and escape.

Taking a breath as he made his decision, Ashe looked up at Revali, not bothering to hide the annoyance on his face.

"Fine! Fine," said Ashe, grumbling angrily. "But not a word of this to anybody."

Revali laughed as he started pulling off the rest of his clothes. "It's not like anybody in the village won't know exactly what it took for you to stay here, but alright. I won't say a word to any of them. If you do a good job and give me what I want." Revali turned to face him and walked over, pulling Ashe up onto his knees and standing before him. "And what I want right now, is to feel your mouth around my cock." The rito thrust his hips forward. "So get to it."

Ashe could feel a blush spreading across his face as he found himself level with the other man's crotch. And more importantly, the rito's penis. The tapered pink length was pointed right at his face like a spear, six inches of bird meat throbbing in time with Revali's heartbeat. Apparently the Champion was even more excited for this than he was willing to let on. Ashe wasn't terribly experienced when it came to sex, just a few toys, maybe a blowjob here and there. But at least he wasn't completely new to this, even if the circumstances were less than ideal.

Ashe extended his tongue, giving the rito's cock an experimental lick. He honestly wasn't sure what he'd expected, but Revali didn't taste bad at all. Really, the biggest surprise was that Ashe even could taste the other man. Deciding to try and get this humiliation over with as quickly as possible, the flamedramon opened his mouth and swallowed Revali's dick, starting to bob his head up and down the birdman's penis.

Revali moaned when he felt the wet warmth of the flamedramon's mouth surrounding his cock. It had been far too long since he'd gotten to enjoy himself like this. With their beaks, getting properly sucked by a rito was damn near impossible - a little licking was the best he could hope for. But Ashe was able to wrap his lips around Revali's cock, slurping and sucking away at him while pressing his tongue firmly against the bottom of the rito's dick.

At first, Revali was content to let Ashe go at his own pace, but as his pleasure grew, his self-control gave way to desire. Grabbing the other man's head, Revali groaned, "Let's pick up the pace."

Ashe grunted in surprise when he felt Revali's feathered hands on his head, but that turned to a startled, muffled yelp as the rito started pushing his head further down his cock, thrusting his hips forward to properly start fucking the flamedramon's face.

Ashe tried to slow down, but Revali wasn't having it. He was fighting to get out of his ropes so he could grab the bird's hips and slow his thrusting, but it was no good. Revali continued happily humping away at Ashe's face, moaning and cooing in pleasure. He especially seemed to enjoy the reaction he got from Ashe every time the rito's pointed dick poked at the back of his mouth, making him gag and massage Revali's length with his throat.

Besides a strong throb from his cock and a loud moan, Revali gave no other warning before he came, quickly filling the flamedramon's mouth with a heavy load of rito spunk. Unable to pull away, Ashe tried to swallow it down, but he was having a hard time keeping up. Cum flowed down his chin, and when he started coughing and was finally able to pull off, Revali kept cumming, happily giving Ashe a facial, leaving his face and upper chest a gooey, cum-covered mess.

"Oh, I needed that," sighed Revali.

"A little *cough* little warning would have been nice, jackass!" snapped Ashe.

"Oh stop complaining." The rito pointed between the flamedramon's legs. "You enjoyed it too, don't try to deny it."

Ashe looked down, his blush growing brighter as he realized he had an erection. At some point during the blowjob his dick had slid out of his slit and was standing proudly in the air, begging for attention it wasn't going to get. The flamedramon barely had time to process that before Revali pushed him down onto his back, leaving Ashe sprawled out on the cushioned bed he'd been given. The rito followed him down, practically diving on top of him as he grabbed Ashe's legs, lifting and spreading them as Revali moved forward to straddle the flamedramon's tail. Ashe realized exactly what he intended when he felt the other man's cock poking at his entrance.

"Hold up now, you didn't say anything about this!"

"I said you could stay if you kept me happy," said Revali. "And this is going to make me very, very happy."

That was all the warning he gave before he thrust forward, hilting himself inside Ashe in one go. The flamedramon groaned as he was penetrated, thankful that his experience with toys meant being taken like that wasn't nearly as uncomfortable as it could have been. At least the cum acting as lube and the tapered shape of the rito's dick made it go in easier. Good thing too, because Revali had no interest in waiting for him to adjust before he started humping away at him, his feathered hips slapping against Ashe's ass every time he bottomed out inside the flamedramon.

Despite the humiliation he was feeling at the situation, Ashe couldn't deny how good it felt to have Revali inside him. The rito's cock hit his prostate like an arrow every time he thrust into him, and the flamedramon's erection was leaving a heavy stream of pre onto his belly, his dick bouncing whenever the rito's hips hit against his ass. He did his best to ignore the tingles of pleasure rushing through his body, and Revali's loud moans when Ashe's ass clenched down on him, but it was all too much. It just felt too good, and the flamedramon could only hold out for so long before he was pushed over the edge.

Ashe cried out as he came, his dick jerking up every time his body spasmed and spilling his own load over his chest and belly, making him even more of a mess than he already was. His toes curled as he came, head falling back against his bed. Every pulse of pleasure he felt forced another moan from his lips.

Revali was right behind him, adding his moans to Ashe's as he hilted himself inside the digimon, filling the bound man's ass with his cum until it spilled out around him. The rito kept humping Ashe's rear, but his movement was limited since he didn't seem to want to take a single inch of his dick out of the flamedramon's hot, tight ass. Eventually though, his orgasm began to slow down, and Revali pulled out, shooting a couple more shots over the messy flamedramon, since it could hardly make the mess much worse at this point. Besides, Revali liked seeing another male covered in his cum; it helped remind them both of who was really in charge.

Getting rather unsteadily to his feet, Revali grabbed a cloth and cleaned himself up as his dick slit back into his slit, smirking down happily at Ashe where he lay panting on the floor.

"I'll be back shortly with some food," said Revali as he got dressed. "Then we can get you cleaned up. Or make you a bigger mess. Depends what kind of mood I'm in. But I'd rest up if I were you. Your new life is just beginning, and I have a feeling you're going to be very popular with the other men in the village."

Ashe didn't have the energy to respond as Revali walked out of the room, the curtain fluttering shut behind him. It was only after the rito had left that his words really sank in, and despite himself Ashe could feel another erection starting to form. Hopefully he'd be able to think it away before Revali came back. Otherwise, he had a feeling he'd been in for a very long night.