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“Taren's Bane"

The city seemed so strange at night, especially from the rooftops as Taren flew in and came to a landing on one that overlooked Central Park. He sighed and walked to the ledge, crossing his arms in front of him as he leaned against the stony edge of the building roof and stared down into the darkness below. Something had drawn him here; to this city, at this time and he had no idea what it could have been.

He closed his eyes and furrowed his face between the inner crooks of his elbows and sighed, trying in vain to pump some extra heat into his arms.

It was the dead middle of winter, and he had nowhere to be at this time. He just simply wandered from one place to the other, following his instinct; and somehow his gut was telling him this was where he needed to be. He looked up and out into the city scape, running a thumb along his jaw as he pondered: “What am I doing here?" He asked himself, stretching his muscular arms out to each side and feeling how taut his speedos had gotten on him. “Woof and man I really need another pair of these. Me and Wolf could use one, they're getting a little snug..." He looked down at his speedo and pulled the waistband back slightly, releasing it with a soft snap against his body. He sighed and folded his wings over his shoulders, their membranes providing a natural windbreaker to the cold snowy winds surrounding him. It was in that moment that he felt something shake from somewhere beneath him, and an enormous plume of fire erupted from the other side of the park. He gasped and took a step back, watching the flames billow into its rounded crest before he slammed his foot down and propelled himself into the sky, spreading his wings and taking flight to examine the cause of the explosion. Perhaps there were people in trouble? Perhaps a fire? What could it have been?

As he swooped over the trees and dove through the night, the sounds of a loud ringing alarm reached his ears as he watched a group of men escaping from a building on fire. He couldn't make it out completely but the word 'BANK" was haphazardly hanging from what used to be a complete sign now dipping over the front entry that the men were escaping. “Bank robbers. Typical." He said to himself as he readied himself to move in. But it was in that moment he recognized one of the men fleeing the building.

This man was a massive man, his muscles exposed from the top of a black singlet while the rest of it clung onto his massive crotch and round ass for dear life. A wrestler's build, the man in a black and white mask somewhat resembling something a luchador might wear--or a supervillain's garb. Taren's heart raced as he recognized him, especially with that red feeding tube that traveled from the pack on his back right into the scalp of his mask. “Bane?!" He exclaimed in surprise as he watched the crew pile into a black van. Taren didn't follow at first, he landed and ran to the bank to check and make sure that no one was inside. But after a brief examination he saw that they had left no one to burn. He sighed in relief, the turned to see that the van had completely vanished from view.

Their hideout was nearly an hour from their robbery target, even driving at eighty miles per hour in three feet of drifting snow it was gnarly midnight by the time Bane and his party reached the base. The inlet to a sewer, but it was built around by what looked like a warehouse of sorts, it was a subtle notch in an otherwise unnoticeable location. As the crew entered the place, they were met with warmth and expected barrels of alcohol, which they quickly began to tap into with gratuitous intent. Laughter and revel filled the place and the uncharacteristically social Bane held up a flagon of beer.

“Men! We've done it, we've successfully pulled off the single greatest robbery of our illustrious careers! Drinks are free as long as they last!"

Everyone cheered in response to this and all began to drink and socialize again as Bane sat on his massive throne-like chair and drank heavily from his cup. It wasn't long before the sound of someone knocking on the front door, and everyone in the room dropped into a dead silence. Bane groaned in frustration, kicking his feet from the chair as he got to his feet and made his way to the door, his massive body causing the ground under him to thud and to shake with every step until he reached the door. Opening it abruptly he was surprised to see Taren on the other side. His arms crossed in a relaxed posture. “So. When Bane has a party like this, is it typical to keep me from being invited? Or what?"

“Taren! HA!" Bane threw his arms up and pulled the winged beast into a tight, almost suffocating embrace.

“Gcck! Little tight!" Taren warned, only to be released a second later.

“What the fuck are you doing here?"

Taren rubbed the back of his neck. “Well I caught your heist earlier. And you weren't that hard to track, I mean...you guys probably have the only car out tonight. It was pretty easy to follow the tracks."

Bane cast a glare at the man who had been driving the van then turned back to Taren with a softer demeanor. “You look...good, Taren... it is good to see you."

Taren smiled softly. “You too..."

“Come! We have much to discuss in private!" He said inviting Taren in with a pull out of the cold before closing the door behind him. Placing his hand on the small of the mutate's back he guided him through the main room. “The rest of you please continue. Tomorrow we will discuss our future plans."

As the pair walked into the adjoining room, Taren felt the man's large hand grasp around his wrist and he pulled the mutate closer to him, their chests colliding and Taren nearly feeling the bounce back off his heels, but Bane held him in place against his massive chest. “You smell good, Taren." He said with a growl.

Taren's breath hitched a bit, sensing their closeness, feeling Bane's growing arousal. He swallowed his thoughts though, trying to maintain his composure. “Is that why you haven't tried to contact me?" He asked.

“I hadn't thought you wanted to be contacted..." Bane pressed against Taren a bit harder, Taren shuddered, feeling the heat and seeing the sweat glisten across the man's massive chest as he inhaled the powerful scent from him. “Did I read it wrong?"

Taren pulled away, his mind swimming. “Of... of course not. You're a villain... why would I want that?"

“A villain, hm? Is that why you're so hard for me Taren?" He growled, grasping the mutate's thick, prominent bulge pressed against the front of his briefs. “So wet for me?" He leaned in closer. Taren felt his heartbeat race as the musk emanating from Bane was overpowering, and he couldn't resist sniffing, then dragging his tongue along his sweaty neck and collarbone, Bane chuckled darkly. “You've always liked that... my musk, my scent..." He raised an arm and pushed Taren's face into his pit. In response, Taren's arms clasped the large bicep and he pressed his nose into it, his tongue dragging from base to crest of the pit with a shudder.

“Y-you're right... I have missed this..." He admitted as his other hand began to pull at the thin fabric across Bane's chest, tearing it apart so that his hand could slip in, his resistance failing him as he moved his head and began to taste the salty flavor of Bane's skin on his chest. “I've missed you, I've missed your body..." He growled as he roughly ripped the band apart, tearing the man's top wide open and running his hands, gripping tightly over his massive pectorals, feeling Bane's eager cock stretching against the front of his tight outfit.

Bane grinned at Taren's eagerness, and grabbed the waistband of his briefs. “You tore my favorite shirt. It's only fair that I do the same thing..." He said as he effortlessly pulled and ripped Taren's clothing off of him, leaving him bare. “Mmm much better." He purred.

Bane flexed his arms up over his head, his body almost expanding larger and larger in muscle as Taren continued to strip him down, shredding his outfit almost in half until his cock bounced out, pressing between Bane's skin and Taren's furry body as his hands eagerly reached back and squeezed Bane's now-bare ass, the man chuckled again. “So eager... so ready..." He said before grabbing both of Taren's arms and pulling his body taut, he inhaled deeply and with a quick snap of action turned and released Taren, making him fall hard into a nearby bed with a grunt.

As Taren moved to sit up, Bane pressed a hard boot into the center of the man's chest. Pressing it down hard enough to make the bed creak. The boot was the only thing left that he was wearing as he stood large and proud over the furry beast, he was breathing rapidly, lust clearly in his eyes as he pinned the other man down. “B-Bane..." He said in a whisper, not objecting to the treatment, his hands still unable to control themselves as he caressed the tight muscle of the man's leg. With a sharp huff, Bane grabbed one of Taren's arms and brought it back to the headboard of the bed. He pulled a chain out from behind it and quickly clasped the shackle over Taren's wrist, then moving quickly he did the same to the other one, leaving Taren's arms spread wide under him as he continued to grind the rough boot against him.

Bane took a finger and ran it along the thick, glistening tip of his cock, letting precum drool onto it before leaning in and bringing it to Taren's lips. Taren accepted it with an eager, hungry lick and the man removed his foot from his chest. He slipped his boot off one foot, then the other and approached him again. He grabbed one of the chains and held onto it, letting them jingle slightly as he loomed over the beast's face. Their eyes locked and Taren suddenly found himself being smothered by the man's large, almost beast-like foot now pressing down on his nose and face. The overwhelming scent made him moan, he could feel his cock tighten, a strain of precum drooling out over his belly as Bane laughed in delight. “I knew you'd miss this, Taren. You've always enjoyed my body, just like I've always enjoyed yours." His toes curled over Taren's face, the base of his foot leveraging the man's lips open in a husky tone of voice he spoke again. “Lick..." He commanded, his foot pressing down harder.

Taren had little choice, but he wasn't sure he wanted another one. His mouth opened and his tongue found the warm, flexible flesh, and as it dragged along his length, he felt Bane's body tremble in delight. An almost ticklish feeling to have Taren's rougher tongue tingle the flesh at the base of his foot as he turned it, almost grinding it into the beast's face. His tongue slipping between each toe, his mouth clamping over them as he worked his way down the line, wetting Bane's feet as best as he could. Bane moved his foot upward now, pressing his heel into Taren's face, then moved back down. “I've always loved I could get you to cum without me even touching your cock." He admitted after a few moments of this, watching Taren squirm under his foot, he dragged it away, bringing it down his chest, spreading around his rigid, wet cock before stepping off him. He grinned and moved to the foot of the bed, bending down at first, he brought his mask up along Taren's taint, his tongue slipping out from under it as his body again seemed to grow in muscle before he lifted Taren's legs, spreading them apart, licking the underside of Taren's balls as he loomed up over him. “I'm gonna make you scream my name Taren, like you won't forget it ever again..."

With a growl, he pulled Taren's legs taut over his shoulders and slammed down into him so hard that the entire bed screamed along with the mutant. Their bodies collided together with such force that the metal groaned and Taren's legs bent up over him double as all the air was thrust from his lungs. He couldn't breathe for a moment until Bane's body bucked back, his body felt like a suction cup for air that was quickly slammed out of him again, and again. Bane didn't care who heard them as he howled out in lustful pleasure, feeling every inch of his cock stretch Taren wider and wider. Taren could barely breathe and every time he caught his breath he would scream “BANE!" as the air was forced out of him again.

The slamming of their bodies coming together echoed through the room, the bed bent and screeched as it slid along the floor, back and forth several inches with every other slam knocking it into the wall, causing some of the drywall to crumble loose and fill the room with an almost foggy layer of dust. Bane's breath huffed out the dust like he was breathing fog and Taren's head and shoulders were pushed so far into the pillows it was getting harder to tell where they began and he ended, only his wide open mouth could be seen. Bane grabbed the beast by the jaw and wrenched him up into his exposed mouth, expressing a violent and passionate kiss. Every time their mouths parted, Taren let out a howl of pleasure until his hole couldn't stand it anymore. “AHH! B-Bane! Bane!" He screamed again, and again as he climaxed hard. His cock jerking and spewing thick streams of cum all over his stomach, his chest, even shooting up to his neck and mouth as he soaked himself in his riotous, screaming orgasm.

Bane's growls grew louder, verging on the sound of some feral beast as he threw himself effortlessly into Taren's depths his weight bearing down so hard that the metal of the bed frame had begun to bounce and twist until suddenly it collapsed. Both Taren and Bane fell through as the mattress dropped to the floor, the mangled metal collapsing around it as the bed was completely destroyed, but still Bane didn't slow down, he in fact began to thrust harder and faster. Taren could feel Bane spilling into him, but it felt like he'd already climaxed and he was still going. The friction was getting him hard again, precum already started to drain out of him like rivers flowing down his flesh and into his fur. His arms were still bound to the railing behind him. He kept pulling at the chains, but he was unable to go anywhere under the relentless onslaught of Bane's rage-filled pounding which grew harder and harder, more fervorous than anything Taren had ever felt before.

“Nnnn! NNNHH HAHHHH AHHHHH!!!!" Bane's cries grew louder and louder as he finally came, his cock going off like a firehose deep into Taren's bowels, washing thick, hard layers of cum that instantly flooded the beast out. He could almost feel his stomach swell from the overload as the simple slapping of skin on fur got wet and louder as Taren felt the excessive flood escaping his body. The sensation, the pressure proved too much.

“AAAAHH!" He howled, gripping his palms so tight he scratched them under his fur as his body jolted and he climaxed again, sending another wave of heat down his stomach.

After what seemed like minutes of orgasming, both men finally relaxed, Bane practically collapsing on top of Taren. His heart was pounding, his muscles were thick and hard, pressed against the furry flesh underneath him. After a few moments he rolled off of Taren and lay next to him, breathing heavily as he lowered his mask back over the rest of his face. “Fuck, Taren... you still take it like you mean it..."

Taren laughed, breathlessly as he gave a stern pull, causing the shackles to break off as he pulled his arms free. “Well... I do like to give you a run for your money."

Bane was surprised. “Did you just--how long could you have done that?"

“Hm probably anytime... but if it helps that fucking likely fatigued the metal... I thought I'd never feel that again."

Bane laughed. “I suppose not... oh Taren, I have missed you. I never should have let you go."

“You didn't, we just...went our separate ways." Taren said softly.

“Then let's not do that again... if need be, I will protect you no matter what if it means having you nearby."

Taren rested his head on his hand as he looked at Bane. “You really mean that, huh?" He asked.

“I do."

Smiling, Taren pulled Bane closer to him, his wings draping over the pair of them like a blanket as the exhaustion of their riotous sex started making him feel a bit drowsy. “Then let's not let that happen again... right?"

Bane yawned and pulled Taren close, both curling under his warmth as his massive arms tightened around him. “No. Let's not." As they drifted off, Bane barked suddenly toward the door. “And you perverts GET BACK TO WORK!" There was a scuttling and a scuffling as the men outside the door scrambled away. With a smirk under his mask Bane fell asleep in Taren's arms.

THE END