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Death, Be Fucked

For AkimitsuSevecan

By Draconicon

Twin screams - one of fear, one of delight - broke the otherwise quiet town square as a pair of wolves fell from the sky. One was black and white, the other was a deep red, and they both thumped into the cobblestones hard enough to knock the air from their lungs. The red one just stared straight ahead, grumbling under his breath, while the other leaped to his feet with a chuckle and a grunt of mild discomfort.

"Well, that was new," Lykus said, shaking his head as he brushed the dust off his chest and adjusted his loincloth. "Now, let's see. Where are we?"

"Did that dragon have to drop us from mid-air?" Azorious muttered, the demon wolf not bothering to get up just yet. "Could have made for a less conspicuous entrance."

"Oh, come on. It's not that bad."

"Uh-huh. Tell that to the witnesses."

Lykus glanced around them, watching as their audience - mostly, almost entirely human - stared at them. The crowd was already starting to mutter between themselves, little things that he could barely pick up as his ears flicked back and forth.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know. Does the Big Bad Wolf have cousins?"

"I don't think that the red one looks like anything from the stories. Was there a nursery rhyme we forgot?"

"I don't think so. Maybe -"

"Oh, no, no," Lykus said, shaking his head as he reached for his belt. "We're not from any fairy tales. We're just here to - eep!"

The black and white wolf yelped, hanging by his hips over Azorious's shoulder. The other wolf grunted and nodded at the crowd before shouldering his way forward. They parted for him quickly enough; Lykus imagined that the sight of a massive red-furred wolf with his sheath hanging out was a mite more intimidating than a striped, black and white wolf with a loincloth on, all things considered. He tried not to feel jealous about that.

Azorious carried him back to an alley behind one of the various shops that lined the square they'd fallen into before setting him back on his feet. Lykus shook his head, adjusting his belt and loincloth and everything else back into place as the demon wolf poked his nose.

"Remember. This isn't our world. We're here for one thing."

"Right, right, I know. I just - well, you know."

"You got excited." Azorious chuckled. "And you didn't have me inside to keep control of that side of things."

"Well, you're the one that decided that you wanted to be outside for this one."

"Can you blame me? When's the next chance that I'll have to literally fuck Death?"

They shared a toothy smile at that, and neither of them could entirely hide their reaction to that name. That was the whole reason that they'd pressured their teacher to send them here, the whole purpose behind the visit to the land of fairy tales and familiar silly characters. After seeing that movie, it was all but impossible to resist the urge to try and find that wolf, that gray-white figure with his scythes and whistle, and fuck the living shit out of him.

Or, well, in Lykus's case, to drain the big guy of all the pent-up frustration that chasing after that cat had probably left him. All things considered, he knew that he'd need the chance to blow off some steam if he'd been in that sort of situation.

"So, remember," Azorious said, pulling Lykus out of his thoughts. "We can fuck around, but remember what the dragon said about different worlds, different timelines?"

"I know, I know. Don't interfere too much."

"Or?"

"...Or we'll split off another universe. And things are getting a little crowded right now."

It had been one of the many lessons that they'd had under the black dragon. He was very powerful in magic, and knowledgeable about more disciplines than even Azorious could entirely encompass, and more to the point, he was very good at passing techniques down to the pair of them that matched their individual styles. They'd learned a lot about improving their magical abilities from him, both in using their previous skills and powers with greater efficiency and learning new, better techniques.

But while they'd been learning from him how to better themselves, they were also curious about the other things that the black dragon had seen. Specifically, other worlds. Lykus knew that Azorious was interested in them for his own reasons - the incubus always had secondary reasons that were secret to anyone but himself - but Lykus had always had a fondness for seeing new people and doing new things. The fact that the universe was almost infinite had always attracted him, particularly with the idea of finding more variety in friends...and lovers.

Their teacher had explained, however, that while the universe was massive, it was also finite. While it could accommodate a certain amount of choice-splitting, creating alternate universes and multi-verses of where different things happened, it also posed a risk of creating too many...and if too many were made, then others would have to be broken down and removed to make space for them.

And as fun as a porny-horny fairy tale world would be, let's not fuck with things too much, Lykus thought, shaking his head. Don't want to get rid of the real fairy tale world and all the stuff there.

And a one-night stand with Death wouldn't do that much to the world, he was sure. Just drain the guy's balls, and then they'd head back home. Nothing wrong with that.

"Well...let's not waste anymore time then," Lykus said, reaching behind his back and pulling out a deck of cards. As he shuffled them, he hummed under his breath, feeling the tingle of magic between each rectangle. "Let's see where Death is hiding..."

"If this was anyone else -"

"Shush. Trust the cards."

"I trust you."

And Lykus appreciated that. Bobbing his head in his usual playful manner, he shuffled the deck three times before flicking three cards out at random. They would guide him and Azorious to their prey.

Not that they were being used in the way that the Tarot normally would be. Lykus could do that, of course - it was one of the first uses of card magic that he had learned - but there were so many other uses for that deck. The number of things that could be accomplished through a combination of card symbology and a bit of magical energy, conjured through the belief of those that looked at the cards themselves -

He put that out of his head. No time for that; the card magic theory could wait for another time.

The striped wolf flipped them over one at a time. Three simple cards, all numbers for once rather than the face and trump cards. He cocked his head to the side as he looked them over. Three, six, seven, but each one 'dealt' in a slightly different angle. The first one had even fallen at the exact angle as the street that they'd have to rejoin, with the top of the card pointing to the right.

"Well, looks like we have our heading," he said, making a mental note of the cards before putting them back in the deck. "Three blocks that to the right, then seven to the left, and then six more to the right."

Azorious just nodded. Lykus put the cards back in their storage box at the back of his belt and gestured to the street.

"Shall we?"

"Let's find us a reaper."

#

They found him, alright. They were still a block away from their final destination when the familiar whistle split the air. Both wolves froze in mid-step, their eyes wide - and in Azorious's case, his cock rising from his sheath - before breaking out in a run for the source of the sound. It fell, fading away, only to rise again in the distance, and they doubled their pace, running for the tavern at the end of the street.

They almost fought to be the one to enter the building first, with Lykus winning out in the end. Azorious had managed to get ahead, but the striped wolf threw himself into a slide between the demon's legs and kicked the door open with a thump. Even with his partner growling in frustration behind him, Lykus jumped up, whipping his head back and forth -

There, right at the bar. The cloak, those bare paws, the scythes at either side of the wolf's hips: it had to be him. He grinned like an idiot, rushing between the various tables between him and the stranger while completely ignoring the various humans that were shouting at him for the interruption. The bartender even tried to get his attention, but Lykus had no time for anything but the sexy wolf waiting for him.

"Oh my god, it's you. I can't believe it. Do you know how long I've been looking forward to this? I can't believe -"

He grabbed the wolf by the shoulder, turning him around. Oh, it really was him. That long muzzle, the red eyes, the narrow but intimidating face; it was all the same as the one in the movie. The narrow-eyed look, both stern and curious at the same time, almost made him melt as it reminded him of so many fantasies.

"Oh, it's you. Man, you look even better than I imagine. Oh, oh, I should ask you for - eep!"

Lykus found himself hanging by the scruff of his neck, half-choked by Azorious's grip on him. He coughed and sputtered as the demon flicked a finger at the gathered humans, sending them off into a dream of lust and need. They slumped over their tables, completely ignorant of the presence of the three wolves in the room, and the smell of spent seed suddenly filled the air.

Wet dreams, apparently, Lykus thought as he hung from Azorious's fingers like a naughty puppy.

"Yours?" Death asked the demon.

"In a manner of speaking," Azorious said, shaking his head. "He's always been an excitable one."

"Heh, charming." Death shook his head. "Now if you don't mind, I've had a long week. I want to forget about it for now."

"Well, that's interesting." Azorious dropped him, and Lykus wobbled from side to side as he fought to get his balance back. The red wolf sat down on the other side of the gray wolf, leaning his arms against the bar. "Because we're here to help you forget about all the crap that you just had to go through with that cat."

"...Who are you?" Death asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, just two visitors from way, way, way far away from here," Lykus said, sitting on the other side. "And very horny wolves, too."

"Yes. I can smell that." Their quarry rubbed his nose. "So, tell me. What were you planning on doing to help me 'forget' what happened with that gato?"

"Oh, suck the cum right out of you. Cum into you a few times. Basically as hot a three some as you're up for," Lykus said. "What do you say? You up for it?"

Death arched an eyebrow, looking between the two wolves. His jaw slowly pulled back, showing more of the points of his teeth, and in some strange way, that only made him hotter. At least, for Lykus. He leaned back, his arms folded across his chest.

"You know who I am."

"Yep. Death. Straight up." Azorious's voice dropped into the truly demonic depths that only he was capable of. "And that's part of the appeal."

"Yeah, no kidding. I mean, seriously, even if you weren't hot as fuck - and you are - what kind of person would pass up the chance to say that they slept with Death? That's bragging rights there, and the seriously amazing kind. I mean, not that I want to be the one to fuck you - that's Azorious's department - but I would love to have you fuck me. Face first, obviously. All the way down my throat."

"You wouldn't be able to handle that."

"Try me."

"...Is this perrito always so eager?" Death asked.

"Not quite this bouncy most of the time, but yes."

"Hey! I'll have you know that I'm just as eager as ever. Death is a special case, sure, but -"

"Try your games somewhere else, perrito."

Lykus would have had more to say to that, but Death's blade was under his chin. The shimmering feeling of the scythe sent a shiver down his spine; it was more than just mere metal, and there was a taste in the air like cold and sulfur mixed together, burning at his nose and throat as he breathed in. To be touched by that would deal far more than just a simple scratch.

And yet, as the gray wolf held the blade in place, there was something in those eyes. Those red eyes, glimmering over that toothy smile. He chuckled, pulling the blade back and returning it to his belt.

"You don't know what you're asking for. Go suckle a few horses before you try and offer your mouth to me."

Lykus shivered. He had not expected that to be as hot as it was, but ho boy, he was starting to understand the little shivers that some people could have from a little threat in the game of lust. The right personality behind that made it so much better than it had any right to be.

Even as he was trying to gather himself together, though, Azorious took charge. The red demon leaned in, his fur rising and making him look bigger, puffier, fluffier. The warmth of the room grew more intense, and a low level of sweat started to bubble up from beneath the fur of all three wolves. More than that, the familiar touch of the incubus's aura started to roll over the room, stroking cocks and teasing libidos as it went.

"Hmm, hmm, perro grande..."

"Indeed," Azorious said. "Let me make it clear. We're here to 'help,' but you are someone that both of us desire. Someone that we'd enjoy...enjoying. And you'd enjoy what we did to you."

Lykus was already eagerly sliding out of his chair, hitting the floor and rubbing Death's leg as the power of the aura started ramping up around him. He could smell the soft but growing musk beneath Death's tunic, and he knew that whatever was down there was going to be big. Very big, if the wolf's size was any indication. His own cock had long since pushed his loincloth to the side, throbbing and spitting pre-cum to the floor.

"Now, we can do this the easy way...or you and I can have a little fight, and I get you even more frustrated before we get around to the fun stuff." Azorious smiled, all but imitating the same lazy, cocky smirk that the other wolf had. "Personally, I'm good with either."

"Mm, hmm." Death chuckled. "Confident, are you?"

"Reasonably."

Lykus groaned, shaking his head in mild frustration. His fingers curled around the other man's thighs, and as he gave them a little push, the wolf's legs spread further. Good, good; even if he was still questioning the offer, he was getting affected by the aura in the air. The gentle encouragement of lust was slowly working its way through the powerful canine before him and -

Oh, yes, there it was. He could just barely see the balls hanging off the edge of the chair, soft and white-furred rather than the deeper gray along the top of the wolf's head. He smiled as he leaned in and sniffed the air beneath them. Heady and sweaty with the familiar musk of a powerful male, and more than that, someone that hadn't gotten any relief for some time. Someone that would need it.

The incubus aura filled the air with a familiar head, and the more that Lykus gently pushed, the more that the other wolf spread his legs. Azorious was saying something up above, but the card wolf was more interested in that sheath, in the cock slowly pushing up against the tunic above it, and that musk.

That taste.

That warmth.

He moaned as he leaned in and pressed his nose firmly against the sheath itself, sniffing against the tube, dragging his nose along the furred flesh. There was a slight jerk from Death as his worked his way up, but nothing more than that slight jump from shock. Another breath, another, breathing it in as his own cock throbbed and bounced. Lykus reached down and touched himself, stroking his fingers along his cock slowly, gently, taking his time to build up his own need rather than immediately satisfying it.

"Mmmm, such a big weapon down here...no wonder Death is to be feared," Lykus muttered.

"I warned you..."

There was little to be warned about, though Lykus appreciated the ego. He kept going up until he found the base of that hot flesh that had already emerged. Tossing his head back like a dog throwing a treat in the air, he pushed the tunic out of the way so that he could get a look at the treat waiting for him.

It was massive, to put it mildly. The thick shaft was easily two and a half inches around, and the knot was probably going to be even bigger by the time that it swelled outside of the shaft. The length, though...

Mmmm, that's why he suggested horses... He had at least sixteen inches showing already, and the head was a dripping, tapered mess. He was a throbbing, slimy mess of a dog, and that cock...that cock was going to feel good.

"Hmmph. If you arrogant boys want to try your luck, fine."

"Good. Stand up."

"But if you don't satisfy me..."

The threat hung in the air, but Lykus didn't take it too seriously. He was very good with his mouth, as his stint in that one casino had proven, and he was sure that he could give this big dog what he needed. He licked his lips as that cock throbbed before him as Death took to his feet. There was no hesitation as the bigger canine leaned against the bar overhead, that throbbing thing swelling and swaying before his face. Lykus knew what he wanted, and he went for it, darting his head forward and swallowing the tip into his muzzle.

Even over the slight grunt and huff from Death, Lykus could hear Azorious getting to work on the other end. The demon wolf's tongue work was never quiet, and he stifled a small laugh as he knew that it was getting in deep, working past a pucker that had probably not seen a lot of attention over the years. The feeling of the shaft in his mouth bobbing and bouncing slightly from the other pleasure told him that it was already working, too.

Won't be long before that incubus spit has him all hot and bothered, Lykus thought. But Azorious can have that ass. I want this dick.

The more that Lykus sucked it, the more that he loved it. It was different to his teacher's cock by far, bigger and thicker, and more to the point, drippier. The slimy feeling at the head was something that sent him over the moon, because he knew that it meant that the big wolf was getting into it. Really getting into it.

Lykus rolled his muzzle forward, back, forward, back, teasing Death to the point that he could hear the growls getting louder, the huffs and puffs of raw need getting more and more intense. He knew that the wolf wouldn't be able to hold back for much longer, particularly -

"Mmm..."

Azorious reached between Death's legs, rubbing Lykus's balls. The feeling of the big dog's hand down there was just as good as it always was, and he rolled his hips forward to meet it. He reached out and returned the favor, good enough with his mouth that he didn't need a hand to help him. All he had to do was suck, swallow, suck, swallow, lick around the base of the shaft -

"Ulk!"

Then Death thrust forward, and he realized just how big that massive member was. It went right down his throat, so far down that it might have actually killed someone that wasn't used to deepthroating a lust demon on a regular basis. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he felt it go deep, rubbing right down to the bottom of his throat, feeling like it was halfway to his stomach before it stopped, and he shivered as he brought his other hand up to his neck, rubbing it.

"Mmmph...perrito, you love it, eh? You love that much cock?"

"Mmm...mmm..."

Death chuckled, sounding both amused and more than a little turned on. Lykus took it as a sign that he was doing a good job and kept sucking around that cock as the big wolf rolled his hips forward and backward. Never so hard or frantic as to imply that he was close, but always enough to really show just how much pleasure that he felt, how much he was enjoying the pair of them on their knees, their tongues hard at work around him.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

The pleasure rolled higher for Lykus, though that was as much the feeling of being short on oxygen and having Azorious's aura in the air as it was the feeling of being orally used as hard as he was. It was so intense, so potent, and he growled a little on his own. Each little pulse of pre-cum across his tongue or down his throat was like a little acknowledgement of his skull, reminding him that he was good enough at cock-sucking that Death himself could say it.

He was right there, right on the verge of giving up and jerking off, when the hands over the bar and the cock in his throat pulled back. Lykus coughed, gasping for a moment as air flowed down to his lungs a little more easily, and the gray wolf pulled back enough to let both the other wolves see him properly.

"Heh...fine. You want to try to fuck Death? Then let's see if you can both handle it..."

"Oh, we can handle it," Azorious said, getting to his feet. "The question is, can you handle this?"

It was always a sight to see, having the big demon show off his cock. It was massive, nearly as big as Azorious's forearm, though this time it was a little less intimidating as Death's shaft was just as large. They were hyper-endowed, massive and swollen, and their dripping pre-cum made the floor more than a little slippery. The air was awash with the smell of male, too, a wonderful scent in its own right.

Of course, he knew that he wasn't going to have it easy. That dick was going to be ramming right into his guts, and if he had any luck at all, it was going to be messing up his insides something fierce. He turned around, lifting his tail and showing off his cheeks. Death growled appreciatively, a sound that only grew louder as Lykus reached back and grabbed one cheek, spreading it further.

"Perrito, you think that you can tease me without having to pay a price?"

"I can take it. I've taken him every day for a month before," he said, nodding over his shoulder at Azorious.

"Well, then...this promises to be very enjoyable..."

Death's cock was as hot against his ass as it had been down his throat, and he shivered in anticipatory pleasure as it rolled between his cheeks. The tapered tip rested against his asshole for a moment, squirting pre-cum before pushing further up, sliming the base of his tail. The perpetual ooze was beyond even the usual flow that came from those affected by an incubus, pushing to the point of being something more like what one would get from the supernatural.

He loved it. He loved it when people were this messy, this slimy, this eager for him. He wagged his tail, and Death chuckled.

"Too eager..."

"And you're not eager enough," Azorious said.

Death grunted, and Lykus wondered if he was just getting the hot-dogging treatment at the moment, or if Azorious had already slid in. Either way, it must have felt pretty intense, because the flow was definitely getting stronger, thicker against his ass cheeks. Not quite so thin either, which meant that Death was probably getting riled up to the point of needing to cum sooner than later.

The tip slid down his cheeks again, and Lykus leaned against the bar for stability. He could hear the red wolf huffing behind their quarry, growling in anticipation. He knew that sound, too; they were going to be a chain of rut in very short order, and his hole was going to be burning from the hard use for a few days, but that was the price to be paid when you were the one on the bottom. He grinned to himself, lifting his tail that little bit higher to make for a better view, and then -

Squelch.

Not a pop, not a grind, but a wet squelch as the slippery shaft pushed its way past his rim and further in, deeper and hotter than just a simple tease and grind. He moaned under his breath as he felt the parting of his hole, feeling it getting shoved wide. Oh, this was the best part, the best part of all, and he moaned under his breath as it went deeper, deeper, deeper, making him feel every inch as it went into his depths. The pressure of the rigid shaft against his prostate kept him oozing, and as he was bucked forward, his cock rested under the bar itself, pinned and pointed down rather than being allowed to swing up against his belly.

Huff, hump, huff, hump, until he could finally feel the knot against his asshole. It was a big one, almost but not quite as big as Azorious's, and it was swollen and firm. It was going to go in, he was sure, but not just yet. Maybe soon, maybe later, but it was going to go up his ass.

"Nnngh..."

Death's little grunt was followed by more pressure from behind, and he knew that Azorious was slowly worming his dick into that soft gray-furred ass. He smiled as he felt the little grunts and squirts that came from the other wolf's prostate getting ground on, teased, pressed down. Soon, it was like his asshole was swimming in pre-cum, swamped by it, dripping past the shaft down his taint and towards his own balls.

Lykus looked over his shoulder with a small smirk.

"Ready, Death?"

"Mmmph, you two...perrito better have a cushion for later...and perro grande..." He looked over his shoulder. "You better have the stamina...to back this up."

"We do," Azorious said. "Now, no more talking."

With a nod of agreement, Death shoved his hips back. The 'popping' sound of Azorious's knot sliding past his pucker was loud enough that Lykus could hear it, and the feeling of that massive shaft pulling out of him at the same time and grinding down on his prostate left him groaning and huffing. Then -

POP! POP!

Back and forth, popping off of Azorious's knot and popping his own past the smaller wolf's hole. Lykus's eyes bugged out as his prostate was all but crushed beneath the thick orb of flesh, his breath coming harsh and ragged as he struggled to collect his thoughts from the sudden whammy of pleasure and burning friction inside. Only the copious amount of pre-cum flowing between his cheeks was allowing him to take that much size back there, and even that was barely keeping up with what the Death wolf had to offer him. He wheezed, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as his cock bobbed up and down from the knot-fucking as -

POP! POP!

In and out again, and this time leaving him looser, more open than before as Death fucked himself against Azorious's knot once more. The intensity of having someone actually knot-fucking him like this was almost new, leaving him shoved up on his tiptoes and struggling to catch his breath and pull himself together.

In, out, in, out, each thrust getting faster and faster until -

PO-POP!

Lykus and Azorious managed to finally anticipate him, thrusting against Death at the same time, hilting from both sides at once. The gray-white wolf grunted between them, and the pair of them refused to stop moving. This time, they were bouncing with him in the middle, thrusting away, rolling their hips to catch him off-guard. The feeling of that knot fucking his ass up was more intense than Lykus had planned, but no less enjoyable.

If anything, it was almost addicting. The hard use of his ass, the occasional reach-around from that strong hand on his cock, the rough, slippery thrusts that made him feel like he was splashing and sloshing pre-cum from his hole every time that it bottomed out made him feel really, really slutty. Really hot, too, and his cock twitched as his tongue lolled from his mouth.

In, out, in, out, faster and faster. Azorious rammed in so hard that it regularly knocked Death into him hard enough to bump Lykus's hips off the bar, but he was so far into the whole experience that he didn't even care anymore. All that mattered was getting that cum, now, to get Death over the edge and get what he wanted out of the whole thing. He moaned, his head tilted back as he felt the urge to howl as he was kept on the bottom of the rut-pile.

Everyone started speeding up, bucking into him with collective force. His prostate swelled and his balls drew up as he felt the pop-pop-pop of the knot going in and out, and his balls were pulling up more and more -

"MMMPH!"

Death howled as he came, spilling a heated load directly into the black and white wolf's depths. The heat, the thickness of it, the knowledge that his ass had gotten Death himself off, was enough to make Lykus do the same. A hard clench down below, and his cock jumped. White jets sprayed under the bar, and he just imagined the mess that the humans here would have to clean up when the wolves were all done with each other.

But any thought that he was already done was pushed right out of his head as Death kept going. One orgasm, it seemed, was not going to satisfy the reaper.

#

Hours later, Lykus and Azorious dragged themselves off the floor. Death had walked off while they weren't looking, but the seed that dripped all the way to the door showed just how well-used the other man had been. Azorious smirked the smirk of a man that had been altogether lucky and knew it, while Lykus groaned in well-used satisfaction.

"Next time..." He groaned. "Next time, I get to top. My butt's gonna kill me."

"Eh, you'll be fine."

"Hop in and see how it feels, then tell me that."

"Pass," Azorious said, shaking his head. "So, that's Death."

"Uh-huh."

"...Stronger than he looks."

"Oh, yeah."

Now that he'd nutted enough to clear his head, he had to admit that he wouldn't have wanted to face that guy without some sort of horny deal in the offing. There was an intensity to him that promised that as soon as the chase was over, he'd take a fight seriously. And that fight would be the hardest battle that anyone would ever fight.

Sitting up, Lykus idly reached back to his card cases, tapping through them as he always did after any major event, only to blink as he felt that one was undone. He pulled the Tarot deck out, flicking through the cards -

"...Huh."

"What?"

Lykus pulled a new card from the deck. His 'Death' card had been replaced with one of the gray-white wolf himself, standing with one foot on a rock and the other out of sight, tunic swept back with the wind...and just a hint of sac to be seen.

"Think that's the same as leaving his phone number?" Lykus asked.

"Let's wait until after we recover to find out."

"Yeah...yeah, good idea."

The End

Summary: After getting horned up by a hot character in a movie, Lykus and Azorious decide to go and see what this Death is like in bed.

Tags: M/M, M/M/M, Wolf, Demon, Death, Dreamworks, Rule 34, Threesome, Oral, Blowjob, Face-Fuck, Knot Fuck, Anal, Knotting, Orgasm, Cum, Musk, Magic, World Hopping, Lobo,