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"Aha! And now the paladin is the one suggesting consorting with demons, is he?" Remys' maw was stretched out in an amused little smirk. The tiger was always so full of himself. "I thought I was a blasphemer and a heretic for making the suggestion two months ago! Have you chosen to forsake thy god?"

Teryx sighed. As great a partner as Remys was, the rogue never missed an opportunity to rub it in his face if he'd gotten something wrong. He wasn't going to hear the end of this for days. "Listen," the dragon said patiently. "It is only being done as a last resort. We have exhausted all other avenues, and the Guild does not accept failure."

"But they accept success when it's two months late, eh?" Remys shot back. The tiger had his arms folded smugly as he stared Teryx down -- and the dragon just rolled his eyes.

"You are lucky you are handsome," he grumbled. If there was anything Teryx wouldn't deny, it was the fact that his partner was far too attractive for his own good. He has a body that drew in both men and women in droves when they went to a tavern -- thick, rippling muscles, a broad chest, and a firm abdomen that could be used to wash clothes. Teryx had, in fact, done precisely that once.

The dragon was no slouch himself, of course, but where Remys bulged with strength, Teryx's power came from his agility. He had dense, corded muscle that made him look comparatively slim and hid the fact that he was in fact capable of immense bursts of speed. He didn't quite take full advantage of that, instead wearing a set of heavy armor that slowed him down -- but that was because it paid to have a surprise for any enemies that could deal with his normal style or combat.

Even if it did make people avoid him in taverns, since they didn't know what he looked like underneath his armor.

Remys, on the other hand, was best described as a man-slut that had little to no shame in showing off his body. The rogue wore a leather strap across his chest that held a number of his weapons; he had nothing else to protect him from enemy blows, and he seemed to prefer it that way. Teryx had told him time and again to get more armor, but the rogue insisted that it would simply impede his chosen fighting style.

"You say that, and yet you never follow up on it." Remys let out a dramatic sigh. "It's the one true regret in my life -- a paladin partner that thinks I'm handsome, yet I can't get him to break his oath! Oh woe is me."

Teryx twitched. The dragon reached for his sword, then hit the tiger on the back of his head with its pommel, making Remys wince in pain. "I am a paladin," he reminded Remys. There was no hint of shame in his voice. "If I break my oath, I lose my abilities. You are aware of this."

"Well, yes, but wouldn't it be worth just one night with me?" Remys grinned, waggling his eyebrows and nudging his friend in the stomach. Teryx, of course, couldn't feel a thing through the armor he was wearing -- but it was still enough to draw an exasperated sigh from the dragon.

"Let us get on with the ritual, shall we?" Teryx muttered. The dragon was trying very hard not to think of what the tiger was clearly nudging him towards; the last time he'd allowed Remys to tease him, he'd spent the next week or so completely pent up and having particularly depraved dreams every time he closed his eyes. As far as he was concerned, he was lucky he hadn't woken up with Remys' maw wrapped around his cock -- though there was a part of him that twitched with arousal at the idea.

He was a paladin, however. As much as he liked the tiger, he had to abstain; it was a part of his oath.

"Yeah, yeah," Remys said dismissively. "I've already drawn the ritual circle and written up the blood contracts in ancient _Og'suwath_runes. Also went ahead and ordered a set of protective charms forged from mythril at the nearest blacksmith. Once you put that on, we'll be good to go."

As he spoke, Remys wrapped a gleaming metallic rune around his neck. Teryx stared at it for a moment -- just because the rune's design was interesting, he told himself, and not because he was taking the opportunity to stare at the tiger's broad chest -- before he shook his head and scoffed. "I am a paladin," he said. "I need no such protection."

"You know the rules, Teryx," Remys said with a frown. This time, it was the tiger's turn to fold his arms and stare at his partner. "It doesn't matter how experienced a Hunter you are; the Guild expects us to take all the proper precautions when dealing with demons. It's basic safety."

"And it is the rogue that wishes to remind the paladin of the rules, now, is it?" Teryx said, raising a brow. He raised an armored hand, allowing it to glow with a holy light. The dragon was one of the best paladins in the guild; his affinity for magic meant that he could channel the largest amount of magic out of all their warriors, and his physical ability made him just as good a fighter as he was a mage. "I am capable of defending myself from mere Third Circle demons. Now, shall we begin?"

"I mean, if you really think..." Remys' eyes were doubtful -- but part of him understood what Teryx was doing. He sighed to himself, not quite letting the dragon see. He'd known that Teryx had a crush on him almost since their partnership had begun; the dragon was perfectly capable of being an effective warrior even without the powers of a paladin. He was just trying to prove to both Remys and himself that he needed, specifically, the paladin's power to channel holy magic. Despite all his combat prowess, Teryx had always felt that he was only an effective fighter because he was a paladin, and so far he'd refused all of Remys' attempts to convince him otherwise.

Remys would have tried harder to make Teryx wear the charm, but he recognised that look in the dragon's eyes when he saw it. He'd never been able to argue with the paladin once he'd decided on something; the dragon was as stubborn as he was strong. Instead, he let out a sigh. "Fine. Let's start the ritual. Do you have the rest of the things we need?"

"Of course." Even forgoing a basic protective charm for himself, Teryx was more than aware of the basic necessities when it came to a summoning circle. That meant things like barrier spells to prevent the demons from escaping before the contract was complete, and wards that would prevent them from escaping the room even if they were able to defeat both Remys and Teryx by some freak accident.

It took only a moment to set up the wards and barriers. Soon, both paladin and rogue were seated at opposite ends of the summoning circle; Teryx' hands glowed with a subtle, holy light, while Remys' hands seemed to swirl with darkness.

This was part of the reason the Guild paired partners with light and dark aligned magic. It was an essential component of any summoning ritual. The two types of magic formed a bridge of sorts across the etheric realm, allowing entities within to hop onto the bridge of mana and be pulled into the material realm as a result. It made summoning a risky endeavour that was as much luck as it was magic, but it was the safest way to perform a summoning by far -- and it certainly didn't take long before a shadow began to form in the center of the circle, twisting and spinning with etheric energy.

Then a second one began to form. Remys' eyes widened -- a double summoning was always a possibility when two mages had a particular affinity for each other, but they'd never had to deal with it before. It made the whole situation that much more risky for the both of them, and it made Remys wish he had somehow been able to get the stubborn dragon to put on that protective charm.

Too late for that now. Teryx, at least, didn't seem particularly concerned that they had managed to pull off a double summoning. The dragon's face was drawn together in a rictus of concentration -- and Remys realized abruptly that his distraction was quickly causing the bridge to destabilize. Focusing his mind, he reached out to steady it, and Teryx slowly relaxed as a result.

The demons between them slowly coalesced into a physical form. Despite the unique nature of this particular summoning, the entities they had called didn't seem particularly dangerous -- small, kobold-like creatures from the Third Circle. If not for the tiny nubs on their heads and the hellish energy emanating from their bodies, Remys would have assumed then to be normal kobolds.

The tiger breathed out a sigh of relief, though his eyes remained guarded. Appearance was often a good indicator of the power a demon held -- but not always, and the trickier ones were more than happy to use the trend to make unwary summoners underestimate them. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Teryx begin to relax, too.

In a flash of light, the demons abruptly completed their manifestation -- and almost immediately, the purple kobold fell atop the red with a loud screech that made Remys wince. "That was my summoning! Mine! You hijacked it!"

"You hijacked my last one!" The red-scaled demon scowled, shoving his purple companion away before those claws took his eyes out. "It was my turn to be summoned!"

"Nuh-uh!" The purple one stuck his tongue out, tail whipping forward to strike the other demon between nubs of his horns. The demonic kobold in question let out a cry of pain, then gathered himself and tackled his companion, claws outstretched. It led to a scuffle that created a cloud of dust -- one that only ended when the two demons slammed against the barrier spell Teryx had placed around the border of the circle. The dragon had a brow raised as he stared at both demons, utterly unimpressed.

"Are you two quite finished?" There was a scathing bite to Teryx's tone that made both demons stop immediately, though the purple demon had his hand pressed against the red one's face, and the red one had his claws inside his fellow demon's loincloth. They stared at Teryx, neither of them moving. Remys had to suppress a snort -- talk about a comical look. "Separate and introduce yourselves. I want your true names."

"Re'gosuth." The red kobold was the one that spoke, pulling himself away from his partner with a huff of effort.

"Re'kunis." That was the purple demon -- though he couldn't help but shoot a glare at the red kobold as he spoke. Teryx shook his head, shooting them both a glare that immediately cowed the demons.

"Gosuth and Kunis, then, for the purposes of this ritual." Teryx had a matter-of-fact tone in his voice. True names weren't used except in binding ceremonies; forcing the demons to give up their true names was merely a precaution that summoners took.

"Are you two related?" Remys asked, unable to help himself. He hadn't been aware that demons had a family structure at all.

"Half-brothers." Kunis glared at the red kobold.

"Half," Gosuth emphasized, returning his brother's glare. "If I were any more related to him I might not have any balls at all."

"Yeah, well, if I were any more related to you I might not even have a dick," Kunis sneered. Teryx sighed.

"Enough." The dragon's words were intense enough to make both demons freeze and look up at him. "We have blood contracts ready for you two. We will state our needs, and you will state your conditions in accordance with the Og'suwath ritual. Are you ready?"

"Of course!" Gosuth planted a hand on his chest.

"I was ready before he was!" Kunis planted a hand on his chest, thumping it harder than his brother had.

"I was born before you were, you--!" Kunis yelped as the red-scaled kobold tackled him. Teryx sighed as the two demons immediately began squabbling. It was a good thing they couldn't harm each other inside the circle, or one of them would probably be dead by now. Perhaps they knew that?

"Our contracts." The dragon reached for the two pieces of parchment that Remys had written and enchanted earlier. There were some basic details of what the two Hunters needed scrawled on them -- information on the whereabouts of a specific demon, his weaknesses, who he was targeting and why. In return, as was typical for any contract with a demon, Kunis and Gosuth would be allowed a single opportunity to subvert their summoners.

Summoning, in many ways, was a lot like placing a bet. Demons primarily wanted the freedom to roam about in the material world, and so the only thing that could be used to bargain with them was the opportunity to get free. Contracts with more powerful demons typically required _actually_setting them free for a period of time, and were forbidden without first going through a complicated process to obtain approval from the Guild.

"I want a contract with the blue one," Kunis immediately demanded, pointing directly at Teryx.

"I saw him first!" Gosuth argued. "I should get the contract with him!"

"You just want him because he's a dragon." Kunis growled. "Dragons channel demon energy better."

"You want him for that reason too," Gosuth pointed out.

Teryx just sighed as they both began arguing. Again. "You can both have a contract with me."

"Teryx--!" That was Remys. His eyes were wide, and he glared at the dragon with all the intensity he could muster. It didn't matter how frustrating these two demons were to deal with; it was far too risky to make a contract with two demons. That was twice the likelihood of a loophole being found to exploit!

"Relax." Teryx was dismissive. "I am a paladin, and these are lesser demons. They will not get their opportunity."

"That's what you think!" Kunis crowed. "I want to ask you a question! And you have to answer it honestly. Or else you're mine. Hah!"

"He can't be both of ours!" Gosuth folded his arms, his ears flattening against his skull in irritation. The kobold huffed. "One of us has to take the orange striped one!"

"Yeah, yeah, you can get him." Kunis waved a hand dismissively. "I thought of the question, so I get the dragon."

"That's not fair--!" Gosuth began -- but he was interrupted by a flare of magic from Teryx, whose eyes glowed white with impatience.

"You will not get either of our bodies," the dragon said. Blunt and overconfident as ever, as far as Remys was concerned, although he stayed silent. Interrupting Teryx at such a critical juncture in the ritual could easily hurt as much as it might help. "But in the event that you do, you can decide on it then. I need your contract, Gosuth."

"Hmph. I want your magic. You can't use it for the duration of this ritual, or else you're mine." The red-scaled kobold grinned, as though he'd won. Teryx folded his arms.

"Absolutely not. You claim above your station, little demon. Try again." Teryx's eyes glimmered threateningly.

"Ugh, fine. I want a kiss, paladin. Let's see if you can muster a good one through that pesky pride of yours. Otherwise, you're mine." Gosuth nodded to himself. At least that way, even if they failed, he'd have gotten something from the experience. All Kunis had wanted was a question. Pfft. Silly brother. Remys opened his mouth to protest, but before he could, Teryx had replied -- a little more brusquely than normal.

"Acceptable."

The words began to write themselves onto the pieces of parchment that he'd handed out to the demons -- and scrawled across the bottom was Teryx's name, written in his own blood. A benefit to preparing blood contracts ahead of time was not needing to get a knife and a quill; far too many mages had died from tetanus that way. This way, the magic drew from his blood and signed for him with a simple burst of mana.

"Me first!" Gosuth ignored the way Kunis let out a growl of frustration and yelled something about having called dibs. He hopped out of the circle, as allowed by his contract, and straight into Teryx's lap -- and before the surprised dragon could react or shove him away, the demon had his lips pressed right up against Teryx's own.

Teryx jerked away almost immediately, coughing and sputtering. Gosuth's saliva was foul with corruption, and as a paladin, the dragon was particularly sensitive to it.

"That doesn't count, you know." The red-scaled kobold gave Teryx a cheeky grin. "That's not a kiss to us demons. You have to really feel it."

Teryx growled -- but he said nothing as Gosuth leaned in for a second kiss. The spell they had cast ensured that the demons could only tell the truth, which meant he couldn't refuse it even if he wanted to. Not unless he wanted to belong to the puny little demon in front of him, anyway.

This time, when Gosuth's tongue snuck between his lips and began to explore Teryx's mouth, the dragon let him. He bit back his distaste for the corruption he could feel in the demon's lips, and forced himself not to protest as the kobold ground himself against his body. He could even feel a hard cock pressing against his chest through Gosuth's loincloth. Damn his pride for getting him into this situation.

"You have to kiss back," Gosuth told him, breaking off for a moment. Teryx groaned, sighing internally -- but he obliged, his tongue beginning to wrestle with the kobold's as Gosuth pushed in for a third kiss. This time, it didn't seem quite so bad... for all that Teryx could sense the corruption in the kobold's body, it wasn't quite as repugnant as he'd thought. And Gosuth was an exceptionally skilled kisser. He had a long, flexible tongue that could thoroughly explore a lover's mouth, flick teasingly over his teeth and intertwine with his own.

In spite of himself, Teryx let out a small moan of pleasure.

"Enjoying yourself, huh?" Kunis asked from behind, his voice smug. Teryx froze at the words -- and then he snarled, breaking back from the kiss.

"No." Teryx's eyes were narrowed. "Do not mistake me for a common whore, demon."

"Teryx!" Remys snapped, his eyes wide. The dragon glanced over to his companion, momentarily confused.

Then his own eyes widened as he realized what he'd done. Oh fuck.

The demons had played him. They'd played both of them, really; their pretense of being little more than a squabbling pair of siblings had made Teryx and Remys underestimate them.

"I want to ask you a question! And you have to answer it honestly. Or else you're mine. Hah!"

Kunis had been so smug about the question at the time. Teryx had noticed it, but he hadn't thought much about it at the time -- it was the sort of thing he expected from demons all the time, anyway.

"Enjoying yourself, huh?"

He'd made it sound like such an innocent question -- like it wasn't at all related to his contract. Just like that, Teryx had broken his terms.

The dragon threw his hands up, gathering all the power he could channel into them -- but what should have turned into a blinding flash of holy magic instead smoldered in his hands. Once a blood contract was made and broken, no one summoner could escape from its consequences. If he'd swallowed his pride and used that protective charm, he might have been able to force out enough magic to dismiss both demons, but as it was...

Kunis remained entirely unimpeded as he dove for the paladin's body. As he crossed the barrier of the summoning circle, his body seemed to squeeze into the form of a snake. It was an abrupt transition, the demon's head squeezing down to a point as he shot towards Teryx -- and where it would have slammed into his armor, it split abruptly apart, scattering into smaller versions of itself that slipped easily into the gaps of his gear. The impact alone enough to force the dragon up against the wall, and the paladin leaned on it, trying to catch his breath. Teryx could feel them wriggling across his scales, a very specific target in mind.

His tailhole.

As if that wasn't enough, Gosuth had done the same to Remys -- but as the red-scaled snake approached the tiger, the protective charm that he wore around his neck flashed with light. Gosuth recoiled, a screech of pain momentarily making both adventurers flinch at the volume. Then he turned and headed straight for Teryx instead.

The dragon had broken his contract. He was the most vulnerable creature in the room, as a result. Any being that chose to invade him could do so easily, and both demons were now attempting to shelter themselves inside Teryx's body.

No. The paladin grit his teeth in determination. He couldn't call upon his magic, but that didn't mean he was helpless. He clenched his hole shut against the demon attempting to invade it and force his way in, and kept his maw stubbornly closed as Gosuth's own snakelike form tried to enter him through his mouth. My armor. I need to get it off.

There was no time for shame. Teryx couldn't do anything to fight against Kunis' attempted invasion of his body -- not if he left his armor on. If he stripped it off, he might just stand a chance. The dragon fumbled for the latch on his armor that he had just in case of situations like these. In a world where spells could easily latch on to metal, it paid to have a quick catch that would release the majority of his armor.

It fell apart -- just in time, because he could feel his hole beginning to stretch and give in as Kunis shoved insistently at him. Gritting his teeth, Teryx grabbed for what passed as the demon's physical form. It had reformed into a singular snakelike body, thankfully, making it far easier for Teryx to grab it. He wasn't sure what he would have done had Kunis remained in multiple pieces, but he suspected that was far more draining on the monster's body.

Teryx's fingers wrapped around Kunis' body, and for a moment, he felt a flicker of hope. Despite the creature being slick and slippery, its feel and texture almost identical Gosuth's tongue during the kiss he'd been given, he was able to gain some degree of traction -- but as he pulled, Kunis' body simply stretched.

The dragon's eyes widened with panic as he yanked and jerked at the demon, yet his attempts only seemed to make the situation worse. Each attempt left Kunis' makeshift form even slicker; more and more, his fingers slipped over the length of the demon's body. The demon was pressing himself harder against his tailhole, and the more it stretched open to accommodate him, the more he felt like he was losing control.

It wasn't only his body that he was losing control of, however. It was his mind.

The more Kunis began to slip inside of him, the more his thoughts seemed to swerve; it was the corruption that came with the demon, he knew, but there was little he could do to stop it. The slick form of the demon pressing against him began to remind him of a hard, aching cock, pressing against his hole and eager to use him.

Flashes in his mind reminded him of all the fantasies he'd had about Remys, and part of him imagined that it was Remys pushing against him, that the tiger was holding him in those strong arms, a thick cock pressing into his hole. It was just enough to make the dragon lose focus for an instant, for his hole to relax briefly as he lost himself in his fantasy -- and that was enough for Kunis to shove himself another inch into the dragon's body.

If there was anything that Teryx would never have imagined, it was that having his body taken over by a demon -- by _two_demons, though Gosuth hadn't made as much progress trying to shove his way down the dragon's throat -- would feel so good. His entire body was trembling; he could see Remys watching him in horrified fascination, protective charm clutched in his paw, and somehow that only turned him on more.

It was the fact that the tiger was watching him slowly submit, watching his body become the plaything of two demons. It was the fact that he was fully naked, his body entirely exposed to his friend. It was everything about the situation, from his forced submission to the way his cock stood proudly at full mast as though he actually enjoyed being subjugated and taken over.

Teryx's cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment... but it didn't stop the small moan from leaving his lips, nor Gosuth from taking advantage of that one moment of weakness to start pushing his way into his mouth. It made it even harder for the poor dragon to concentrate -- now he was being assaulted on both sides, both mentally and physically. A small whine left his throat, his hands trembling. He tried to keep them out, to clench both his maw and tailhole shut; his hands tugged at Kunis, trying desperately to stop the demon from taking him in the most shameful way the paladin could imagine.

In any other situation, the dragon struggling with two insistent creatures attempting to invade his body might have appeared comical -- but this was a dangerous situation, and Remys couldn't find any humor in it. The tiger couldn't bring himself to look away, either. To his shame, there was a part of his body that actually reacted, that twitched in arousal at the sight.

Teryx was too preoccupied to notice. His hands shook as he clutched on to Kunis -- but try as he might, the dragon couldn't get himself to move. The corrupting energy that exuded seeped into his body, whispering to him promises of how good it would feel to just give in, to let the demons take him over and use his body as they saw fit. He would do things he had never dared to before. He would run wild, his body engaging in debauchery and hedonism that would make the Guild's most senior members blush. He would be trapped in his body, but he would be able to enjoy every second of pleasure, every squirming, wriggling body that he trapped underneath him to fuck or ride.

It was enough for another moment of weakness -- another inch of the embodiments of sin slipping inside of him. He could feel his tailhole stretching to accommodate Kunis, and though he struggled to force the demon back out, there was nothing he could do. There were ridges along the demon's body that slid against his prostate, and he swore he could almost feel a tongue slipping out of Kunis' mouth, teasing him from within.

Teryx fell to his knees, shuddering as a wave of pleasure wracked his body. It felt so good. He looked up, his eyes glazed over with lust and corruption -- was it really important for him to keep fighting? He'd already been tainted by a demon. He'd been tainted by two demons. There was no way he still had his powers as a paladin, and without those, he was effectively useless. Would it really be so bad to submit himself to the other side, especially when the demons possessing his body made it feel so incredible?

His eyes fixed on Remys -- the tiger that he'd had a crush on for so long. Teryx wanted to draw strength from the sight; he'd never told the tiger, but he'd always been able to do so before. When they fought together, it was knowing that the tiger was under his protection that had given him the strength to fight beyond his means.

Now, though, the demons took advantage of his feelings for the tiger. Teryx looked at Remys, and rather than the feeling of strength flowing through him, he felt instead arousal coursing through his loins -- arousal at the thought of finally satisfying his need for the tiger. He pictured how Remys would look as he rode his cock, his handsome face trying desperately not to show the pleasure he was feeling...

No.

He didn't want to feel this way. He couldn't feel this way -- it meant that the demons were getting more of an influence on his mind, on his body. Already, he had collapsed onto all fours on the ground, his tail trembling as he fought Kunis' attempt at making him raise it; his legs were spread wide, his cock dripping between them. Had he looked down, he would have seen that he had been so thoroughly filled from behind that the demon's slime was dripping out from the tip of his cock, small tendrils of Kunis' body pushing out of his shaft. All he felt, however, was the strange sensation of having his cock stroked and fucked from within.

It made him moan.

If not for the demons taking his body, the dragon would have looked like little more than a common whore preparing himself to be fucked.

Teryx groaned. He clenched his fingers, claws digging into the floor beneath them; it left impressions of scraped wood on the ground, but he didn't care. It was taking everything he had to resist, and yet the more of himself he threw into fighting it, the more he could feel the demon's influence grow.

He wasn't even consciously aware that his body was rocking back and forth, each movement causing the demons to slide a little further into him. He could feel Kunis shoving nearly his entire body into him, could feel Gosuth touching the back of his throat and moving slowly down... It forced a lewd display from the dragon, as he was slowly fucked from both ends.

And then something in Teryx's mind gave. He didn't have the strength anymore to keep fighting -- not between the lust and corruption that was now burning in his system, the pleasure both demons suffused him with just by being inside his body. More than that, it was a sense of strength. When Teryx gave in, a small part of him was almost relieved in the knowledge that he could finally stop fighting all his deepest urges.

The last of the demons' tails slipped into Teryx's body without a trace left behind save for a hint of slime on both his maw and his tailhole; even the tendrils that had found their way out of the tip of his shaft retracted, settling back within his body. The dragon seemed to shudder for a moment as he was finally forced to give up control of his body -- and when he rose, he rose with a dark smirk. Where he had stood proudly before, he was now hunched over in a primal, animalistic stance, one hand groping lewdly at his still-exposed shaft.

"Teryx?" Remys asked. His eyes were fearful. For a moment, the dragon's face contorted, as though he was trying to give his friend an answer -- but it vanished again just as quickly beneath the smirk that Teryx's face now wore.

Of course, given that the two demons were now in the same body, they began to argue.

"He's mine," Teryx said. At least, his lips formed the words, and his lungs pushed air out through his vocal cords to make the sounds; Teryx himself certainly hadn't ordered his body to do any such thing. Part of him tried again to fight, to regain control -- but the corruption inside him whispered that he felt good this way, that he wanted to show his body off and let it be used the way it was meant to be used. Unseen and unheard, Teryx whimpered within his mind, falling further to the corruptive influence with each passing moment. "He broke my contract."

"But my kiss made him break it," Teryx argued.

"It was my contract!"

"My kiss!"

"I don-- Shut up, you nev-- My contr-- You owe me--" Teryx's face had drawn together in a grimace of frustration as both demons tried to talk through his mouth all at once. There was a reason simultaneous possession was frowned upon, even for demons; it put a tremendous strain on the host body to accommodate a conflicting set of signals along the nerves. Teryx's body was shaking, and Remys was watching with his eyes wide.

Were it not for his instincts kicking in, he might not have stood a chance at all. Years of battle with demons told him that this was his opportunity. Once the demons had proper control over the dragon's body, he stood little to no chance at all; the way things were, he could at least run...

There was a moment of hesitation, but he ran nevertheless. He needed to get out of the door. The room had a ward on it that would stop the demons from breaking through; it would allow him enough time to think of a plan, maybe get some help or figure out a spell he could cast that would banish the creatures from Teryx's body.

Remys whirled around and sprinted for the door. Teryx's body reacted, _lurching_towards the tiger -- but the demons were still uncoordinated, and they tripped over themselves as they simultaneously tried to run after Remys. He stood just beyond the barrier of the doorway, staring fearfully at the possessed dragon within.

Teryx was staring at him, just a few feet away from the doorway, and the look in the dragon's eyes terrified the poor tiger. There was a dark lust that lurked behind his eyes, a twisted hunger that he never thought he'd see in a paladin -- and a lewd smirk curled around on his maw.

"You think yourself safe from us, rogue?" Teryx hissed. The words slid from his mouth in his friend's voice, yet the dragon's maw barely moved at all.

"Safe enough," Remys retorted, his stance low and wary. "We warded the room. You're not getting through it."

There was a strange, echoing laugh. "Run, little tiger," Teryx told him. Then he stepped forward, reached out with a hand -- and even as the ward flared to life, the dragon's scaled pushed through it. It was slow, as if he was trying to push through a viscous goo, but he was getting through nonetheless.

Remys froze.

Then he turned around and ran, his crossbow clutched in his fingers. He didn't want to use it on Teryx. There was always the chance that he'd be able to save the dragon. Still, just in case...

Where am I going? He banked a hard right. I need to get somewhere public. Somewhere out in the open, where the demons won't dare call attention to themselves. If I'm lucky, there will be a mage in the crowd that can handle a disaster this big.

The protective charm glinted around his neck as he ran. He still had a chance.

How did they get through the ward? It should have been strong enough to hold against even strong demons. Remys' mind raced, even as his feet carried him to the big plaza in the middle of town. No, wait -- shit. That's why they went for Teryx's body instead of mine.

They're smart. It was a late realization, but it was a realization nonetheless. He could hear the dragon gaining on him; Teryx hadn't bothered to pull on any clothing, the dragon utterly shameless in his chase. It took effort not to glance back and stare; even possessed, there was that lithe beauty to Teryx's body. The sweat gleaming over his scales, the way his muscles moved...

But that was the corruption speaking. The demons were pushing their power out using Teryx's aura, simultaneously hiding the true nature of their presence and reaching out to twist Remys' mind. Already he could feel his body reacting, his cock stiffening within the minimal leather clothing he wore, and he cursed softly to himself.

He needed to be fast.

"It doesn't matter how fast you are. You won't escape." The dragon's voice carried over the wind, and Remys shuddered at the knowledge that the demons were using his powers. Teryx had used that spell a lot, as a paladin; it was an amplifier spell that had seen great use when it came to quickly pacifying a crowd.

He needed to be smart, then. Both Kunis and Gosuth were clearly capable of using Teryx's abilities in addition to his body, and that meant he was in far more danger than he'd initially assumed. He cast a quick spell without looking behind him, leaving a trail of smoke that obscured his position, then turned a corner into an alley.

Teryx was waiting for him at the end of it, one hand idly stroking himself -- and Remys saw, with a mixture of horror and fascination, that the dragon's body was changing slightly with every stroke of his cock. It was a wave of red that swept over his scales, pulsing and growing. Where the corruption touched the dragon's golden mane, it faded into a pitch black instead.

"I know all your tricks, you know." Teryx smirked at him.

"Not all of them." Remys crouched on all fours, then sprung backwards. He aimed his crossbow and fired midair, years of honing his instincts allowing him to aim directly at Teryx's knee. If he was lucky, he'd be able to disable his opponent.

"All of them."

He wasn't lucky.

Remys was still in midair when he realized that he'd fired his crossbow at an illusion, and he cursed himself for not realizing it sooner. The dragon used an enchanted sword that could, among other things, generate illusions that were duplicates of its user -- it was something the pair of adventurers had used to their advantage time and again. To think he'd actually fallen for it...

Strong paws gripped him around the waist, the tiger unable to do anything to alter his momentum in the middle of the air. He twisted, trying to pull himself out of Teryx's grip, but it was a futile effort. The dragon was strong, and now he was augmented with a demon's power; he could see the wave of red scales creeping over the hands that held him.

"Come on, Teryx." Remys prayed this would work. It was the last opportunity he had. "I know you're still in there. You can fight them. What are they, just two pathetic little kobolds? Since when does a paladin like you give in to demons like that, eh?"

Teryx's eyes flashed -- and then he laughed.

"Let us tell you a little secret, little kitty." It was so strange to hear Teryx's voice hissing out words like that, a tone that was both seductive and sinister all at once. "Teryx wants us to do this. He never dared to do it himself, but now that we're in control... He wants nothing more than to bury his thick, aching cock into your fluffy little rear."

The dragon ground his cock against him, and Remys flushed a deep red. He could feel every inch of it throbbing against him, even through the clothing he wore, and the deep, ragged pants that Teryx was letting out didn't help his libido from reacting.

Think, Remys. The tiger was almost frantic. He still had his charm, but it would only hold out for so long against someone like Teryx. Why were the demons working together so well now? They had been fighting amongst each other only a few moments before. Had it all been an act, or was something else at play?

"Your charm?" Teryx's voice was amused, and Remys cursed. The demon could read his thoughts. He should have realized it earlier, but in the heat of the situation, it simply hadn't occurred to him. The dragon's claws gripped the mythril rune Remys wore around his neck. It flashed a brilliant light, and for a moment, Remys felt hope bubble up within him. Maybe it was reacting to Teryx's holy magic, and the contact would free his friend--

Then the rune shattered, and with it, his hopes.

"We have a body now. Simple protection charms won't stop us." Teryx gave him a nasty grin. A flare of magic threw the tiger up into the air, arms and legs splayed to show off his buff, muscular body. Remys could only snarl at the pair of demons in response; he could see them lurking inside of Teryx's body. The dragon's eyes were mismatched -- one a dark purple, and the other a crimson red.

"You were never simple demons from the Third Circle, were you?" Remys was angry, in part that he hadn't insisted Teryx wear the charm, and in part that he'd underestimated the demons so thoroughly.

"Oh, not at all." Teryx grinned broadly at him. "We're from the Sixth Circle. And it's only fair that demons from the Sixth Circle get such a nice, handsome body, don't you think?"

Remys tried to avert his eyes as Teryx groped himself, but it proved impossible -- especially when markings began to appear on Teryx's body. It was a swirl of ritualistic runes that he recognised vaguely as some form of demonic script. The dragon's eyes glowed as they appeared on his body, marking it as demon property.

"We're going to have a little competition," Teryx told him. He traced a finger along the tiger's jaw, the glint in his eyes almost playful if not for the lust within them. "We both want this body, but only one of us is going to get it. So do you know what we're going to do?"

Remys didn't answer. The tiger glared instead, his muscles tensing and bunching up as he fought against the magic holding him in place. Teryx chuckled at the sight, leaning back so that the rogue would have a perfect view -- and then he drew a single claw down the center of his dick. "Mm..." He hummed to himself as the magic set in. "I suppose... we'll simply... let you find out."

The dragon's shaft split apart at the touch, Teryx letting out a shuddering moan as it did so. It seemed to almost turn into liquid, in fact, gooey strings keeping the newly formed hemipenes stuck together before they drooped towards the ground. His new shafts were mismatched, like his eyes -- one red, the other purple. For a moment, Teryx simply toyed with them, knowing that Remys couldn't keep his eyes off of the sight.

Both demons, after all, were capable of reading the tiger's mind -- and it told them that Remys had a bit of a fetish for size play.

Sure enough, the tiger's eyes were fixated on the sight. There was a blush beneath his fur, and his mouth had fallen open, a bit of drool seeping out of the corner of his mouth. A feline cock throbbed beneath the leather he wore.

Troublesome, Kunis thought, and he reached out with one of Teryx's claws to tear the meager clothing off. His brother seemed to approve, from the lustful growl he heard within his mind. Remys' cock bobbed free, a stiff shaft that almost begged for worship. Both demons could feel Teryx's lust growing within them, in addition to their own, and the chuckled.

Doesn't it feel good to give us control? Kunis asked him. A careless gesture threw Remys against the wall, pinning his arms in place and forcing his tail up to show off the tiger's tailhole. The pucker twitched almost eagerly, and the demon grinned at the sight. For all that Remys claimed to protest against the situation, his body could not lie.

Doesn't it feel good to take what you want? That was Gosuth, and the demon made Teryx's body stride over to the demon, pressing both cocks against that twitching hole. He saw Remys squirm in a mixture of both fear and excitement.

Not that you have much of a choice. Kunis again. Teryx's body reached for both of his cocks, squeezing his shafts together and moaning at the sensation; they were both slick with precum, and just holding them in his hand made them slip and slide against each other in a way that filled his body with waves of pleasure. Kunis made sure the tips were pressed close enough before aiming them at Remys' pucker.

You'll just have to watch as we violate your friend. Gosuth pushed Teryx's body forward, making him shove both dicks into Remys with a grunt. The tiger abruptly cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure -- he did enjoy size, and he'd taken more than his fair share of girthy cocks in his time. It was a secret he'd kept even from Teryx, and it was the only thing allowed him to feel more than searing pain at the dragon's initial entry.

Watch as we use him. Kunis made Teryx growl, a low, threatening rumble deep within his throat that made Remys whimper -- though whether out of fear or arousal, it was hard to tell. For all that the tiger whispered protests under his breath, his body betrayed him. He pushed back against the invading dragon, his tail raised itself, the tip curling with his pleasure... And most of all, his cock swayed between his legs, precum dribbling in copious amounts down onto the floor of the alley.

Remys hated to admit it, but he liked it. He'd dreamed of Teryx using him like this for years, during their adventures together -- and even though he knew that it was a pair of demons that was in control of Teryx's body, he couldn't help but enjoy it. The dark smirk that Teryx wore, the way he forced his cocks into him as though he could care less for Remys' own pleasure...

They were all things that turned the tiger on.

"Fuck," Remys gasped out loud. "Fuck, Teryx, a-aaah--!"

His name. Trapped inside his own body, Teryx shuddered. The tiger _wanted_this? His eyes were glazed over with lust, and he was wantonly shoving himself back against the dragon's cocks as though there was nothing better in the world. Was it the corruption, or had Remys always wanted something this... rough?

"Fucking harder," Remys hissed, his eyes unfocused. "You call that hard? I want more, you demon fucks. If you're gonna use Teryx's body, use it right!"

It was the corruption. Already, the dark swirl of lust was inside the tiger's eyes -- it was almost as if he no longer cared that his friend was trapped inside his own body. All he cared about were the cocks pushing in and out of him, sliding against each other and slipping against his prostate with every thrust.

Look at your friend. Kunis laughed within Teryx, his essence swirling around the dragon. _Has he always been this much of a slut?

Do you think he's always wanted this from you?_ Gosuth teased. To think you could have had this whenever you wanted.

Teryx could feel everything his body was experiencing -- the tight, intense pleasure of having two cocks squeezed by one hot, warm passage, the feeling of Remys squirming eagerly against him with every one of his thrusts. His own mind was fuzzy; it was so hard to think when he was surrounded by pleasure, when there wasn't a moment going by that didn't overwhelm the dragon with sensation upon sensation.

Teryx's body grabbed the tiger by the back of his neck, forcing his chest into the ground -- and from his position above the tiger, he began to ram in even faster. The dragon's ballsac pressed against the tiger's rump with every thrust, timed perfectly with the squelch of his two dicks forcing Remys' hole wide open.

Thrust after thrust, the dragon panted and growled, fucking Remys until the tiger was howling with pleasure and need. The pleasure so consumed the tiger that his claws pushed out of his paws and scratched into the ground, marking the dirt as he clawed away at it. Sweat dripped from Teryx's scales, and Remys' own muscles were clearly overworked -- his fur was damp with the same sweat.

Neither of them stopped.

Teryx rutted into Remys' hole until it was stretched wide, loosened by the sheer girth of two achingly hard dragon cocks -- and still the dragon was no closer to cumming than when he began. In his own mind, Teryx had curled up into a metaphorical ball, his mind almost completely halted; the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him, and the fact that he wasn't getting any closer to his orgasm only made things worse.

Remys, on the other hand, had no such problem. The tiger let out a roar of pleasure, slamming his fists into the ground -- and spurts of white cream landed only the alley floor. Teryx didn't slow down even for an instant, and Remys didn't seem to want him to; his hole clenched around the dragon's invading cocks as he came, streak after streak of cum staining his fur.

Then -- finally -- his orgasm was over, and Teryx pulled out of Remys as the tiger slowly recovered his senses.

When he did, his face was flushed a deep red, shame flickering into his eyes as he realized what he'd done.

"Don't worry." Teryx's voice was smooth. It was impossible to tell which one of the demons was speaking based on his voice alone. The dragon took a moment to admire Remys' loosened pucker, slick with draconic precum, before he lifted a finger and moved the tiger into a kneeling position in front of him. "That was just the corruption pulling out your real desires. You're still in control."

Teryx stepped forward, close enough that both of his cocks were tapping either side of the tiger's muzzle as Remys glowered at him. Teryx only chuckled.

"But to be fair, let me offer you an opportunity." The dragon's mismatched eyes gleamed. "One of us needs to take your body. You will suck on both our cocks -- and whichever one of us cums first, well... He'll have to take your body."

"And why should I do that?" Remys' voice was rough.

"Because we'll let both of you go free if you manage to make us cum at the same time." The answer was smug -- and even as the dragon said the words, Remys knew he'd been outwitted. He couldn't deny an opportunity like that, nor could he deny the corruption that was beginning to once more pulse through his veins.

Yet how could he say no, when it gave them a real chance?

The tiger's reluctance was obvious in his eyes -- but he leaned forward, nonetheless, giving Teryx's red cock a hesitant little lick. Despite himself, he couldn't stop the tremor from shooting through his body. Whatever he thought about the situation, there was still a part of him that _liked_worshipping the dragon's cocks. A lot.

Teryx gave a soft moan of encouragement, and slowly, Remys let himself get more into it. He reminded himself of his goal and what he needed to do -- but as long as it was Teryx's body he was worshipping, he could pretend the dragon was still in control. The tiger slurped up one of the dragon's cocks, taking it all the way into his maw before he moved on to the next; his rough, textured tongue slid across the ridges and bumps of both shafts and made the demons utter low groans of pleasure at his skill.

Remys was exceptionally good at what he did -- and the longer he stayed knelt between the dragon's legs, the more he could immerse himself into what he was doing. Both the taste and the musk was everything he had imagined; the only difference was that this Teryx had two cocks, rather than one.

It wasn't long before he let out a soft moan, one hand curling around his cock and stroking it eagerly as he lost himself in his fantasies. He could imagine this being a strong, dominant version of Teryx that wanted to use his body for his pleasure -- could imagine he was worshipping the dragon as a pet, his tongue slurping eagerly between the two shafts. He could feel the way each of them pulsed, and he switched between the two often and repeatedly, building them both up at the same time.

"Ngh... damn, you're good." Teryx grunted.

Remys didn't reply. He kept going -- one, then the other. He could feel them tensing, could feel that they were both about to blow. All he needed to do was to stuff both of them in his maw at the same time, and--

Strong hand gripped ahold of his face, and Teryx's eyes changed to flare a blazing purple. Kunis. The demon shoved the red cock into Remys' mouth, leaving the other shaft to slap against the side of the tiger's face. Gosuth protested, of course -- though Kunis and Teryx were the only ones to hear the demon -- but even he couldn't do anything against the warm, wet mouth wrapped around the cock he had claimed.

The shaft spurted a red, demonic seed -- and Gosuth's essence was carried along with it into Remys' maw. The tiger tried to gag and spit it out, but it almost seemed to come alive within his maw, holding it open so that the rest of the seed could invade his throat.

Much as the tiger tried to resist, he could do nothing against the warmth that began to spread outwards from his chest. He lost control of every part of his body that the warmth touched, his squirming body slowly becoming unnaturally still as Gosuth took him over; his arm halted in the middle of a punch, slowly forcing itself back down to his side, then his legs began to move against his will and force him to stand.

"You won't get away with this," Remys hissed. It was the last part of his body that he still had control over. He felt he needed to say something, do_something_ to make sure that the demons knew he was still fighting.

"I think we will," Remys answered himself. The tiger's heart sank as he realized even that degree of control had been torn from him -- and he tried to ignore the arousal that was budding within his soul. He didn't _like_being controlled like this.

...Did he?

He watched himself reach out, stroking one of Teryx's dual purple cocks and leaning in to give the dragon a kiss. Fuck, that was hot. He could almost see Teryx thinking the same thing. "That was cheating, brother," the tiger said. "Or should I call you Teryx?"

"We are demons, Remys." Kunis smirked at his brother. "We cheat. You know this."

"I'll get you back, you know." Gosuth was nonchalant, but he made Remys' hand slip down to the dragon's ass, squeezing one cheek teasingly. Kunis merely snickered, using Teryx's claws to trace a line down the tiger's chest.

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't."