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Fiery Passion

The dark passage way was built directly into the mountain the koopa king had built his true castle against, leading ever lower without any prying eyes or ears. It was a secret passage to his rarely used dungeons, a place he would escape to when he wanted to do things in a more private fashion. Only a guttering candle lit the way down the spiraling staircase for Bowser. Step after step his clawed gold scaled feet padded down, spiked tail swaying ever so slightly with every forward movement. The gold continued over most of his visible body, barely seen in the low light, broken by the pale yellow plates of his underbelly. His muzzle was the same pale color, vivid green starting where the muzzle ended and forming a cap of sorts where his red eyes shown below fiery red eyebrows. Horns jutted from the sides of his head, a crest of hair running down his head to his shell.

The koopa king didn't wear much this evening, usually deciding to only cover up more when he was out for some kidnapping or sports event. His shell was always present however, being a thing all koopas took pride in. His was green, white spikes adorned the back with rings of red around each and being completely outlined in white. He wore his black spiked bands around each of his wrists and forearms, deigning to leave the collar off for the evening. About his waist was a white elastic band, holding his jockstrap over his bulging genitals. The design was one he had decided on, wanting to show he was spiked everywhere, so to speak. The pouch was green, outlined in white and red based white spikes appeared to almost be jutting out. It was an option, but Bowser decided it wouldn't do for sleeping wear.

Reaching down, the koopa king's hand ran through the trail of fiery hair leading from his naval to his underwear, readjusting himself a bit in the pouch. He was always proud to flaunt his body, showing off a muscular physique he had acquired over the past few years. It had earned him many a night with people willing to sample his big rod, a fact that caused a light flush to form on the koopa's cheeks. He would never admit it, but he had no quarrels with either sex pleasing his tool, though the males he would have meet him in the dungeon at night for it. He always told himself it was just for the need to get off and didn't want to have to use his hand again. Shaking himself lightly, Bowser's mind turned once again to his plan. He had spent a fair amount of coin to acquire the ancient magic scroll he had stashed in the dungeon, along with the materials needed for the casting. It was some sort of summoning ritual and the koopa king grinned widely at the thought.

Finally, he would get what he wanted with a powerful demon by his side. Peach, the Mushroom Kingdom, everything he desired would be within his grasp once he summoned the creature. Tonight was the night, as Bowser's claws clacked onto the stone floor of the final level. Setting the candle in a small alcove he himself made, the koopa used his strength to pull the stone slab back along the track. Grinning once it was opened, he blew out the flame and stepped into a corridor in his dungeon. A soft red light seemed to pulse now and then, fueled by the stream of lava the koopa king had running through the underground. Sure, it wasn't necessary, but Bowser loved it, feeling like it added to the hopeless atmosphere down here. Turning around, he grabbed the edge of the secret door and started to slide it back into place. No need to leave it open and possibly let someone know about it. Not like it mattered to much, Bowser was aware that the dungeon didn't get as much use as it was suppose to.

The koopa king looked at the intersection of the corridor he was in before turning to his right and going down the hall. It was further from the entrance door, but it provided him the privacy he wanted. He pushed open a cell door down the hall, his eyes gazing over the lava river before sighing. Bowser hated that Mario would always win, always reclaim what was rightfully the koopa's. A growl rumbled from his chest at the thought, hands curling into fists, his determination to do whatever it took to get what he wanted taking hold. The alter in front of him testified to his own commitment to this path. It was simple, pretty much a stone block that the koopa had slowly carved out a few of the symbols needed on it. A totem stood tall atop the pedestal of sorts, carvings of gems with runes placed along the front of it. Stepping forward, Bowser knelt down and pursed his lips, blowing two slight streams of flame to ignite black wax candles on either side. He didn't want to remember the difficulty of getting those two and explaining why he wanted them at the present time.

Taking the scroll, the koopa king unrolled it, producing a parchment within that he picked up. It was his translation of the scrolls meaning, something he worked on long and hard to achieve. The incantation was surprisingly short, but it didn't matter, the rest was a pain in his ass to prepare. Reading over the runes for the incantation once more to make sure they were memorized, Bowser stashed the scroll and pressed his hands together. His mind focused on the memorized words, speaking them in his own language. The koopa called out in a slightly louder voice, having mumbled the rest like a prayer under his breath, "Kom frem dæmon ved navn Red Blaze!"

A searing white light began to emit from in front of the koopa king, who scrambled back and raised his arm to block the light that shined through even his eye lids. The light died down and Bowser hesitantly lowered his arm to peer over the scaled muscles. His arm lowered to his side as his muzzle hung open, unbelieving at what he was seeing. In front of him and before the alter stood a creature the like the koopa had never seen. It was crimson red in color, head having a peak at the back with a muzzle jutting forth. Pure white eyes, missing the pupils entirely, opened to peer at Bowser before reaching up with a taloned claw to tug at his pointed ear. Silver bands encircled the creature's arm from wrist to elbow, muscle shifting under the skin before the koopa's eyes drifted to the massive wings behind the beast. It looked almost like bones were the support system, silvered though they were, meeting at the top to form a claw before branching twice down the membrane. The webbing was blue-gray, veins showing in it as the tips nearly reached the creature's feet. The feet were, strangely to the koopa king, hand like in nature, but also tipped like the fingers were. Silver bands went from ankle to half up leg below the knee. Bowser's eyes trailed up the muscled leg to the loincloth the creature wore.

The koopa's face flushed a little as he admired the demon. A tattered loincloth was all it wore and even from here Bowser could see a lump pressing against the cloth. The waist seemed to not do well keeping up the modesty of the demon, with a pretty thick blue trail leading from the band, narrowing up to the navel. Bowser appreciated the creature's toned body, similar to his own as he finally looked the beast in the eye again.

"You summoned me?"

Bowser jerked in shock, his red eyes widening as his jaw dropped. The creature just spoke to him, in his mind! This was magic beyond what even he thought was capable. Clamping his jaw shut, the koopa king swallowed and spoke in a quiet rumble.

"Y-you speak our language?"

"I speak the language of my summoner, in their mind."

"What are you creature?"

"I am the gargoyle Firebrand, the Red Blaze."

Bowser quirked an eye brow at that. He had never heard of a gargoyle before, further making him believe this creature was not of his world. He slowly grinned as he realized that he could make his desires come to pass with such a creature. The koopa spoke up once more.

"Tell me, Firebrand, what it is I may do after summoning you."

"You may issue a command. I will follow until the contract is satisfied, then return, if I deem the command worthy of me. A summoning is only complete if the demon wishes to come through."

That was news to the koopa king. He had thought he'd get a loyal follower, who would do anything and everything. Regardless, Bowser would not be deterred by some infernal monster.

"I want you to fulfill my deepest desire. I want the mushroom kingdom at my finger tips, I want that blasted Toadstool princess for myself and to crush Mario like the bug he is!"

Firebrand's head tilted to the side, his eyes lidding to half the eye in thought. "Your deepest desire, you ask?"

"Yes."

The gargoyle's mouth split in a mischievous smile. It kind of creeped the koopa out, like the beast was plotting something wicked. "I accept your terms. Before you may rule, however, I feel it best to take care of certain needs."

Bowser was a bit confused until the demon strode forward, standing up tall and with one of his taloned claws grabbed the koopa's rather large bulging pouch. The koopa king tensed up, watching the gargoyle's tongue slip out to lick over the beak and lips, seeing the sharp teeth inside the other's mouth. The hand on his genitals rubbed back and forth slowly, feeling the other hand stroke over his plated chest and pectorals, eliciting a small rumble from the koopa's chest. He had to admit, it was feeling good to be rubbed down like this a bit, feeling himself stirring and his jockstrap become a little too tight for his comfort.

"P-perhaps you are right. I could use some relief. Been a while since I've had any time for pleasure."

The gargoyle tilted his head back to let his tongue swipe across Bowser's own open lips, wiggling it in as he pressed hard against the koopa's lips in a kiss of sorts. Bowser let out a soft moan into the lip lock, not used to it but enjoying it immensely, his jockstrap becoming incredibly tight and painful now. Taking some initiative, Bowser started to return the kiss, his hands roaming over the demon's sides and moving down to grab the gargoyle's ass. It was firm in his grasp, making the koopa all the more lustful. He hadn't really considered fucking another male's ass before, but right now he wanted to be squeezed by what felt like a tight ass. This was turning out to be a wonderful idea.

Firebrand pulled away from the koopa, making Bowser growl a little. With a spin, the gargoyle backed up against the koopa king, grinding the bare ass against the pouch. Bowser clenched his teeth as he pulsed in his underwear, a wet spot forming in the fabric as he felt the tight ass he had just fondled tease him so. Grabbing the demon's hips, the koopa began to grind hard, aching for release of both pressure in his balls and on his dick. Enough was enough for the koopa king, who practically shoved Firebrand off him so he could tear his jockstrap off. He almost did in his haste, though it remained mostly undamaged from his desire. Golden balls bounced once freed from the prison that ensnared them, the length of Bowser's rod the same gold like color with the cock head being a nice pink color. He was by far better endowed than many others, taking his hand that barely fit around the girth, stroking from his pre covered tip down to his thick crown of red pubes and back up, watching as the gargoyle had turned around to face him, hands lightly fumbling with the loincloth that wasn't doing much to hide the big arousal.

When the cloth fluttered to the floor, the koopa king swallowed the light dryness in his throat. The demon was as big as him if not somewhat bigger! Plump, round, red balls hung close to the gargoyle's body, connecting to a thick and long red skinned shaft. The head was darker in color, almost blood like, contrasting brilliantly with the thick forest of blue pubes that surrounded the base of the entire demonic erection. Even though he wasn't into males, Bowser could still appreciate the great specimen of masculinity that was the demon. Firebrand closed the distance between them before dropping to his knees, the koopa king gasping as the gargoyle's hand grabbed his dick and the other his balls. His orbs were rolled and tugged, squeezed as the hand on his gold shaft stroked deftly, ghosting over his most sensitive of places to make him shudder and leak pre. This demon sure was good at this, something Bowser came to realize as he felt a small knot form in his gut. Already he felt close from the demon's expertise, though he suspected the gargoyle was only teasing him up along his approach.

A wet lick to his tip made the koopa gasp and arch, spurting a thick jet of pre out. Looking down, he saw Firebrand lick his lips after swallowing. Bowser couldn't remember the last time he had been this turned on. Slowly, the gargoyle angled his head perpendicular to his golden rod of meat, the tongue from before slowly going from musky balls to pre coated tip. Reversing the side he was on, the demon slid from tip to base again, thumb claw grazing over Bowser's cum slit and making the koopa king groan in appreciation before adjusting his stance to be a bit wider. The koopa watched as the gargoyle got under his shaft and lapped that tongue along his ball sack, juggling his balls around. Even with all the strength he had, Bowser's legs grew a bit weak from all this lust running rampart through his mind. He heard a gentle suggestion in his mind, from Firebrand no doubt, instructing him to lay back against the wall. The koopa king followed the order and laid on his shelled back, forming holes in the stone as he got comfortable against the stony wall and ground.

Bowser watched as the demon stroked his own spire, running his claws over the skin before slipping the clear pre over the bulbous head. It was interesting to know that even from somewhere else, males still had the same semen color it seemed. Firebrand crawled on his hand and knees after the short self pleasure, the koopa king tensing up as the gargoyle's tongue ran up the underside of his dick. Hands gripped his hips and pressed down, a good thing for Bowser would have bucked hard as the gargoyle descended his muzzle down upon his shaft. The koopa felt the demon's beak like tip press into his bush, the tongue rolling down his shaft and making him let out a groan and grinding his clawed fingers into the ground. The knot grew fiercer in his gut, feeling like he had a mini-orgasm from the sudden change from cool air to warm wet muzzle. The gargoyle quickly pulled back to the head, tongue flicking over Bowser's oozing cum slit before sinking back down and swallowing the tip against the throat. The koopa king was tensed up, his body yearning for the release that was imminent with every action Firebrand did on his dick. He nearly let out a pitiful roar when the demon pulled off his cock entirely, crawling up his body to kiss him hard again. Bowser could taste his own pre and musk on the gargoyle's tongue as it wound up in his muzzle again, moaning into the kiss.

"Raise your arms over your head."

The koopa was all to willing to comply. He was enjoying the tongue wrestling, wanting to do anything this demon asked to ease the ache in his balls and the slightly painful hardness his cock had taken. Barely hearing the slight clanking over his own thudding heart, Bowser didn't think anything of it until the gargoyle moved back down his body. Closing his eyes in the belief that Firebrand would suck his dick more or even better, ride him, the koopa king's eyes snapped open wide when he felt the slimy appendage drag over his tailhole. Now that he had snapped from his lust filled state, Bowser realized that the demon has his ass spread apart, tongue lightly sliding up between his cheek. Try as he might, the powerful koopa king couldn't move his weakened arms to stop the gargoyle. Looking above him, he saw he was shackled to the wall, a plan that Firebrand must have had since the start.

"What is the meaning of this?! Release me demon!"

"I am doing as you asked."

The way the gargoyle said that, in his mind, was enough to cause the almighty koopa king to flinch. It drove terror into him, wondering just what the demon meant. His deepest desire was to take over the Mushroom Kingdom, not be chained in his own dungeon and subjected to whatever the hell this was! Firebrand didn't even stop his ministrations while the koopa king was trying to understand what was happening. A few more laps over the ring before the tongue wiggled into Bowser's virgin ass. The appendage lapped at his innards, Bowser gritting his teeth and tensing up. As much as he hated to admit it, the feeling of the tongue digging into his rear end was actually pleasing to him. A clawed finger began to prod his hole, making the koopa tense up again, feeling his cock throb from the tongue before he let out a gasp from the finger shoving it's way into his tight confines.

"Feels good, doesn't it? Demons train from the moment they can get aroused, fucking and being fucked."

"F-fucker! W-Why are you doing this?! Did I not give you a command?!"

"I am following your command."

Bowser froze up at that, only very vaguely aware as Firebrand removed his tongue and finger. It couldn't be true. What the gargoyle was implying simply couldn't be. He felt his legs being spread farther apart before something hard prodded at his unused hole. The koopa struggled as much as he could, chains rattling as he attempted to get out of this situation.

"That's right Bowser. Your desire for the kingdom is not the deepest desire you have. Your deepest desire..."

The gargoyle's hands were on the koopa king's hips, a devilish smile on his red face. Bowser couldn't believe this, his face one of fear. This wasn't happening. This. Was. Not. Happening! With a mighty thrust, the demon broke Bowser's cherry in the most brutal way possible. The koopa king let out a painful roar, fire erupting from his chest as he felt his ass burn just as badly. Tears formed in his eyes from being split in two this way, hearing Firebrand's words tinged with great pleasure.

"...is to be fucked!

The demon wasted no time in allowing Bowser to adjust. The koopa felt his insides trying to close when the gargoyle pulled his shaft back before letting out a yelp of pain again when it shoved back in roughly. Even with the first shove into his then-virgin ass, it felt like Firebrand was digging in deeper, stretching him out more. It was to some surprise to Bowser when on the sixth or seventh thrust he actually felt the demon's balls slap his ass, pubes scratching his balls and taint. He felt full, so full when the gargoyle shoved into him fully with each pump of red hips, pain dulling with every movement. The koopa stopped struggling after a little while, not able to break free or get the demon out. Face flushed, Bowser accepted his fate of being used, even reluctantly admitting to himself that it felt kind of good.

Firebrand backed off the speed a little, shifting around inside of the koopa king with every thrust. On a particular one, Bowser gasped and arched his back, his entire nervous system seeming to explode into electric tingles. It was pleasure beyond his wildest dreams and the demon knew it too. Every pump was hard and aimed right for the spot that sent pleasure shooting up the koopa king's spine. Bowser writhed in his shackles, chains clinking, feeling his own shaft regain it's former hardness from softening at the rough entrance. Pre dribbled out his tip, sometimes flinging onto his trail and belly from the pumping he was receiving. The knot was growing again, tighter and tighter. He started to let out grunts and moans, his face flushed with lust, realizing that this is what many felt when he fucked them hard. Why had he never done this before?!

Firebrand seemed to be enjoying himself as well, his thrusting turning ever harder but making his speed and cock length used decrease. The demon stopped suddenly, fully hilted before a wicked grin was seen on his muzzle. Both were panting, sweat glistening off both their hides as their fucking was stopped.

"Why did you stop?!"

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"You want to be fucked. To be bred."

"You fucking-"

The koopa felt as the thick gargoyle dick slipped from his ass. He hissed before clenching his hands into fists.

"Say it."

Bowser couldn't stand what the demon was doing. It hurt his pride, his dignity, everything. But he'd be damned if he didn't get what he wanted!

"Fuck me! Fuck me until you shoot your demonic load in my ass! I COMMAND YOU!"

"As you command."

With a sadistic smile, Firebrand shoved every inch of that red meat spire back into the koopa king's backside. Bowser let out a great roar, this time in pure pleasure. He was close, oh so close, he just needed a push. The gargoyle was true to his word, fucking the great koopa king into a shaking mass of needy pleasure. Bowser felt like his entire body was racing with lightning, quivering as he tried to hold back his impending climax even as he tried to push back onto the demon to hit that point of no return. When Firebrand had pulled out, he had lost the point of pleasure inside of the koopa. With a shift and a hard shove, the gargoyle hit the spot dead on. It overloaded Bowser's system, making him let out a massive roar, this one the loudest of the three. His balls pumped, pulsing length shooting out rope after rope of gooey seed to coat his chest and belly, some even landing on his chin. The large dick in his tailhole prolonged the pleasure and orgasm as well as milking the gargoyle dick for it's load. With a vocal cry, Firebrand himself went over the edge. Bowser felt as his insides were plastered with hot demon cum, forcing more errant strands of his semen to spurt out. The demon did not stop when he blew though, instead using some of his dick to continue fucking the koopa king even through the orgasm and pushing the cum deeper.

With a pleased noise, Firebrand pulled his thick dick from Bowser's ass. The koopa flushed deeply again at what had just happened, feeling as seed leaked down between his ass cheeks to coat his tail. Some even dripped from the top of his gaping hole, no doubt leaving a few white strands to stand out against the pink insides of his tailhole like a jail cell of some sort. The koopa king watched as the gargoyle stood, stroking his still mostly hard shaft as he picked up his loincloth. The demon was still up for more even after that romp it seemed.

"Demons do not keep any of their virginities for long. We have stamina and endurance to go. Maybe next time you call upon me you can fuck my ass."

With that, Firebrand turned and slapped his red ass before the brilliant white light appeared again. Bowser shut his eyes against the light, opening them when it was dark again. Blinking to remove the spots, the koopa king grinned. He'd have to call upon that demon again sometime soon, that was for sure. His grin slowly fell apart though when he realized a rather important fact: He was still chained to the wall.

"Hey you fucker, get back here and let me out of these things!"