Warlord II: A Bit of Negotiation
#2 of Warlord
He's not a tyrant; he just gets angry.
Alexander cracked his neck and leaned back into his leather armchair. His eyes scanned over the desk: from the documents in front of him neatly folded and ready to be filed - nothing monumental, just land grants, titles, and merchant disputes - to the deeply set scratches on the other side of the desk.
"No one talks about all the bureaucracy."
He glanced over to see Zrax, his spymaster, standing with a smirk. His black tail whipped about impatiently.
"It's worth not having to give up my 'throne.'"
Alexander watched the reptile strut over and lean against the desk. "Knives solve all manner of problems."
"I'm not assassinating my council, Zrax." Alexander stood and unbuttoned his pants.
Zrax's rolled his eyes, turning around. "You're no fun. I just want you to respect me."
If Alexander didn't know better, he would be fooled into thinking Zrax really was upset."No. But, you've gotten better at pretending to care..."
Zrax looked back over his shoulder. "Who says I'm not head over heels in love with you?"
"Shut up." Alexander pushed him down over the desk and pressed against his rear; the reptile had already moved his tail in anticipation, allowing his sheath to sink between those smooth, leather cheeks. A few light humps had the reptile purring... and digging his claws into the desk. He glanced back, audibly ripping at the wood.
Alexander rested his hand in the middle of the reptile's back, still sliding his half hard cock through his ass cheeks. "Somebody needs to stop clawing my desk."
"Who?" The reptile scratched at it. "You should punish whoever has been tearing --"
Backing away, Alexander raised one paw up as the other pressed down pinning the reptile. The slap sounded like a thick tree branch breaking.
"Ow, shit! Stop."
"Accept your punishment." Raising his paw, he delivered another had smack that had his muscular ass cheeks jiggling. The reptile's tail protected his sore rear.
Alexander tore off his shirt, and kicked aside his pants. Grabbing the knot of his dick, his slapped the side of the reptile's cheeks. "Raise it."
"You call that a spanking?" The reptile's tail lifted up and rested upon Alexander's shoulder. "No wonder your kind are so weak."
"Yeah?" Alexander panted in pleasure as he spread. The reptile below was gasping, and playfully clamping around him.
"I gangbanged that prisoner, Thomas."
Alexander gripped his shoulders and jammed himself to the knot. The reptile cried out in pain but his eyes swam about in pleasure, his head lowering slightly.
"You did what?" he whispered with bared fangs.
"That's why they all passed him." The reptile crossed his arms under his head, squeezing around the cock inside him. "I gave them my 'vote' and he was quite fantastic."
"They're going to think I gave the order."
"I made it clear--" He felt empty then full of canine, again, knocking the words from his maw.
"Do that again, and I'll never fuck you."
"I doubt that."
Alexander's eyes narrowed from anger and the sudden jolt of adrenaline. "That so?"
Zrax glanced behind with a smirk, but seeing those eyes, he struggled to pull himself off the desk.
"Where you goin', Zrax?" Alexander grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the reptile's sides. His tail tried to fight only to be pinned under Alexander's arm.
"Hey, Alexander." It was one of the few times he wasn't wearing his icy smile, or even a smirk. His eyes were wide with panic. "You know that berserker thing you do? You're doing it."
He pulled out from the reptile and lifted him up, "Really! I can't imagine why I'd be so angry. Can you?" The words dripped with sarcasm as he walked towards the door to the balcony.
"Wha- what are you doing?" He thrashed trying to get out.
"People believe you control me and I want to show them you don't." With one swift kick the oak door split at the hinges, hit the stone of the balcony ledge, and slid down to the floor.
"Have decency! It's mid-afternoon!"
"Ha, you're getting better at faking."
Zrax grunted as he nearly fell off the foot-thick ledge of the balcony, his claws digging into the stone. "Stop, please."
Several members of different species turned to see their leader behind the reptile and completely naked. Some lizards and humans were shocked, the canines smirked - they knew what a dominance fight looked like, even informing others around that the reptile "was about to be a beta."
"Enjoying the view of the marketplace, slut?"
"I demand--" His wrists were grabbed, held to his side, and he was filled. "Alex- Alexan -ah fuck!"
From where he was being pounded, he could see them watching; a few had gathered, and one below was jerking his dick. He knew they couldn't see the dick slipping in and out but they knew what was happening as he bobbed over the balconey's edge. "Fine, you own my ass."
"Say it louder: Alexander Vassili owns my fucking ass."
"Alex- Alexander Vassili o-owns my ass!" A few of the males gave him looks of amusement.
Alexander placed his paws on the ledge inside of the balcony, revealing his muscular chest to the crowd.
A few called out, almost cheering at the lewd display. When Alexander started fucking him harder, a few people in the crowd, females mostly but some males, seemed envious of him. The reptile could at least enjoy torturing them. "It's so big!"
"Ya? Tell them who's your Alpha?" Alexander gritted his teeth as he squeezed the reptile's waist and started using him like a fuck toy.
"You. You are my Alpha!"
Alexander felt his expanding knot slipping in and out of his destroyed hole. "Get ready!"
"No!"
The knot pressed in and the reptile groaned as he felt his insides get sealed. Alexander's face was pure bliss, his muzzle pointing up in the air. Despite the reptile's protest, his silky insides drank up his load as rope after creamy rope was spilled into him. Still in the throes of his orgasm, Alexander leaned forward and the mostly canine crowd clapped and cheered. The big, bad reptile had been taught a lesson.
"How long is it going to stay that big?" Zrax grunted.
"Long enough for us to discuss your little arrangement."
"Arrangement?"
"I know you, Zrax. You made some sort of deal with him. Tell him he's free of it."
"But, he made a deal!"
Alexander grabbed his sides and started to pull the fist sized knot out.
"Okay!" Zrax cried, clenching his teeth. "Clever negotiation tactic."
"I learn them from you."