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A Persuasive Diplomat

by Xenny Diemes

An agency such as Interrealm is one of many departments, divisions, sub-divisions and cetera. The product of over two centuries of experience and shattering events that made it what it is today, with thousands of worlds under its wing. Along with the divisions, are the people who run them. Differing far from species and cultures, they are from different worlds, universes, sub-worlds and planes of existences. Performing many incredible feats that help make a name for themselves. None of them have gained a reckoned reputation then of those working for the Diplomatic Corps.

These are the brave men, women or other who secure and protect relations between worlds and stand in when their own diplomats fail to make agreements. They stand as the ultimate arbiters to all the member nations of the Thirteen Realms and make sure that there always be a cohesive multiverse. For liason officer Beltrius from the Kingdom of Avalon, her next mission is going to be her toughest yet. It all began back at Brookmont, the central headquarters of the agency and she arrived in a bright beam of light at one of the jump-pads. Coming back from a mission that earned her a quick trip to the showers. It was a basic lesson learned when dealing with gel-based aliens and their ceremonies that would involve splattering their goo on you. While in the unisex showers, the heavy-chested pegasus scrubs off as much of the goo off her coat until a large, brutish beast from the military sector walked in and sets his eyes on a naked Beltrius. His name is Wartaarg and he is trying to make his moves on her, only for Beltrius to return a cold stare since she is in no mood for his advances. This reaches the worst peak when he presses up against her body with his massive member, much to her shock it was long and wide as her own torso! Beltrius with nowhere to go and Wartaarg and his dick standing in her way. She playfully submits and tells him an old saying about how someone is bigger than they are before the sounds of the shower halls were filled with his screams of his balls getting crushed.

Leaving the shower room, Beltrius leaves the whimpering Wartaarg on the wet floor clutching to his crotch. He swears that he will get her for this, but for now he learns the harsh lesson in never underestimating the hidden strength of Avalonian equines. The following month, the agency has been keeping track on reports on the growing tensions between Benu and Auxus-5. Two inter-dimensional worlds and member nations where most of their heavy-set warriors come from are in tense battle with each other. If nothing is done, this can lead to an all-out war. So far their ambassadors have failed to reach an agreement and have been recalled. To quell the tensions, the Diplomatic Corps are sent in and assign Beltrius to be one of the delegates and to investigate further into the causes of the tensions in the first place.

Arriving in an undisclosed world, the delegates of the two worlds meet with cold stares and heavy grumbles. Huge and heavy muscles flexed hard underneath their ceremonial garbs, looking as if they are ready to fight and kill each other. Beltrius, small compared to the titanic emissaries stops their thoughts and gets them to sit down and work out the details and prevent a catastrophe. However a closer look reveals that from within the Benu delegates, Wartaarg is there smiling devilishly at her, what is he doing here at this important meeting. It is revealed that Wartaarg is the Benu leaders own son! Beltrius procedes with the negotiations and it all seems to go well until the end where Wartaarg has the nerve to meet with Beltrius again.

She doesn't know why is he doing here but Wartaarg has his answers and her appearance couldn't be any more perfect for him. He does not want this conference to succeed because he has a stake in having this conflict intensify for his own personal profit. Beltrius is shocked that he would even confess to this but she then realizes why he is not worried. He didn't report this to I.R.I.S. for this assault and without her side of the story he was free to hold on to it as a form of blackmail against her in this conference. Beltrius demands to know what he wants, he wants her to make this conference a flop and leave or... to give him what he really wants. Says Wartaarg as he slides his finger up and down her exposed dress before having his hand smacked away. Wartaarg then continues to let her know that if she doesn't do what he says he will openly confess her assault on him and by the conduct rules, she will be ejected and replaced by one that he personally has next in line that would the job than her.

Stuck with this dilemma of either turning on her integrity, having an unwanted one-night stand with an overgrown brute or let two nations go to war. Beltrius and Wartaarg leave side by side. Wartaarg confident that he will have his way despite him confessing his plans for war behind his father's back. Beltrius has to be very careful to make it look like it was a shaky first start but it got off without any signs of the talks breaking down. Wartaarg was not too upset of the matter but he expects her to do her part of the job or else. That is when Beltrius sings a different tune and actually comes on to his might and give him that hard sex he wanted so much. Wartaarg not realizing with his mind but rather what's in his pants with the promise that she will appear in his chambers wearing the hottest outfit the females of his people wear. Wartaarg agrees and will meet again in a few hours. To which Beltrius utters under her breath "idiot" and takes the time to make a few calls for favors.

That evening, Wartaarg is already in bed in his chambers and the hard sound of axes crosses the doorway into the entrance, a hooded figure standing before them. But Wartaarg knows who it is and orders the guards to stand down and let the figure through. Closing the great doors behind itself, the figure drops its cloak to reveal a figure that made gets Wartaarg immediately hard quick. Tenting under his sheets. It's Beltrius wearing drapes of silk and a top that leaves nothing to the imagination in covering up such a massive bust. What followed was a long period of hard sex between an alien brute and a majestic pegasus getting the pleasure only a real man like Wartaarg can give. Just after his explosive finish, the two slept side by side, and while he is in a daze, Beltrius asks Wartaarg a few questions mostly around his play in this conference especially of how he got it this far in the first place. Wartaarg suddenly sang like a sex-up songbird telling every detail of how this conflict got started while Beltrius plays around with his huge muscular body. Details included setting up a band of thieves to steal the Audian's most prized relic and staged a bombing on their own side and blamed it on the Auxians as an act of revenge all while using Interrealm's weapons and resources to cover his own tracks.

Beltrius knows that all that she needed to hear. If it was Beltrius in the first place. The form turned from a form of a busty, white pegasus unto a mass of green-blue gel and it freaked him out to spring out of the bed. It was one of the gel creatures that Beltrius has dealt with in her previous assignment. Their people are known for their excellent shape-shifting abilities and Wartaarg has fell right into her trap to confess. Wartaarg grabs the creature by its hand and wants to kill it but she throws him across the room and slams into the wall. The creature then turns around and lets him know that he can't really hurt her anyway. Angry, Wartaarg will let the delegates know of this treachery and blackmail but Beltrius, the real one tells Wartaarg his threat no longer works as blackmail for the reason that the incriminating evidence is presented right before the parties he's trying to prevent it getting to and right next to her is his father and the chief delegate of the Auxians.

Under his orders the guards grab Wartaarg and takes him away, much as his blurting out of the pegasus's earlier assault on him means nothing to his act of treason. Interrealm would have punished him severely but it is a family matter now and his father will deal with him very soon. The following days and the talks were suspended in order for the Corps to get a confession out of Wartaarg of the whereabouts of the Auxian relic and it was found right inside his private castle on his home world along with the names of his Co-conspirators including the diplomat that would take Beltrius's place and send the meeting straight to hell.

At the entrance of the great hall both Beltrius and the gel creature named Auea, now in her special containment suit awat the diplomat that will take Beltrius's place. Though the assault in the shower has been determined a matter of self-defense, her replacement is mostly caused by the first stretch of meetings being compromised and needed a fresh new face to take her place. Arriving in the wings of a carrier from the Canmephian republic, stands of the many legends of the corps. Admiral Wolfskunk Taurin. Since he is in higher rank than Beltrius, a simple salute to hir arrival would suffice. After learning of what happened, Admiral Taurin is, in a way, very impressed with her methods on handling this situation. Beltrius responds modestly. In the end the Benuan warrior would have his plan succeed if he wasn't thinking with his dick to see it all unravel before his eyes.

As for Auea, she had to spend a couple of hours "draining" and repurifying herself and can't even imagine how one can take on so much... man at once. But assures her partner in her plan that she will be alright. The following week, no one has ever heard of Wartaarg except he's serving years of extreme hard labor, a light sentence for nearly sending his own nation into war, but as a father-son thing, it is for the best. Tensions between the two worlds have finally settled and the warriors have return to the military sector in full. And as For Beltrius, she is going on a new mission to talk over trade deals between Earth-G and Aphka. Hoping this time she does not have to deal with unwanted outsider influences again because if it happens, this diplomat will not be so nice next time.

The end