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Mikhail knew few better ways to decompress after a long work week than to visit the Gentleman's Cabaret - an all boys brothel north of the castle in Arrenthen - and after this week he felt he had no real choice but to do so. Things had been quite stressful and he needed a release if he wanted to not explode, and he knew that the Gentleman's Cabaret gave him what he needed.

"Hey there, I was wondering if you've got any boys available for immediate sessions." Mikhail said as he stepped up to the concierge; his large form loomed over the attendant, and his tall, muscular form made him look intimidating to most who's eyes befell him, but that was merely a deflection for the weakness he hid inside. While his strength had grown tenfold over the past few years, he still harboured a deep sense of self-worthlessness that he struggled to keep hidden.

The attendant opened up a book and ran his fingers through some pages, trying to find if any workers were available at that moment. While he was doing so, Miki saw a name that he had grown quite familiar with in previous visits. He quickly pointed to one name on the leger, showing that he would be available within the next few minutes.

"That one. Yuki. He knows me." Miki demanded.

"I don't know if he's available, sir. He's currently with a client, and he's not scheduled to be ready for another ten minutes." The attendant explained, still looking through the book. "If you'd like, I'd be more than happy to set you up with Kezia, are you interested in inter-sexed boys? Male with a pussy, if you're into that."

Mikhail nodded and shrugged. "I am into that, but I've had the best experiences with Yuki. I can wait, and I'm happy to toss a few extra coins your way if need be."

The attendant closed up the book. "Yes sir. I will fetch Yuki." He turned to disappear into the back, only to have Yuki immediately emerge from the door at the exact same time, such serendipitous luck sure to cause some wacky hijinks behind the curtain at the Gentleman's Cabaret.

"Miki! How are you!" The tiny red panda exclaimed, arms out with a smile on his face. He wore a tight purple corset and frilly lace pantyhose, a collar wrapped tight around his neck. Both Miki and Yuki embraced in a tight hug, rocking back and forth. "Work got you all stressed again?"

Mikhail chuckled a bit, rolling his eyes. It was clear that Yuki saw right through him, but there was no reason to deny this, since Yuki was his therapy. "Yeah, been a rough week. How about you?"

The red panda grabbed a leash and clipped it onto his collar, offering the handle end to Mikhail. "Then shall we proceed, my lord?" He bowed and lowered his ears, submitting himself to Miki. "We shall retire to my room, where you may have me, if you will." Yuki then waited for Miki to act.

As was his charge, Miki clenched his fist tight around the handle of the leash, tugging gently as he made his way towards the door that led to the back. "Come with me, then." He commanded, leading the red panda through the passage at the exact same time the concierge returned through his, once again making for quite the perfect coincidental timing. Together, they slipped through the brothel's common area to retire to a room labelled with a long, bushy tail meant to represent Yuki's. Inside, the room was pretty simple with a blue velvet chair lined in gold on one end and a large, well-kept bed on the other.

Mikhail tugged on the leash as he made his way over to the chair, turning and flopping down while Yuki got on all fours before him, like an obedient pet. He spread his legs to show the bulge in his pants as he laid his head back, waiting for Yuki to make a move. His hooves tapped on the hardwood floor as his tail flicked off to the side.

The red panda leaned in close, gently whimpering as he squatted down between Miki's hooves. "So tell me, Miki, what's got you upset enough to return?" He nuzzled into Mikhail's inner thigh, hugging his calf in the process. "You never come unless something has gotten under your fur."

"It's not just one thing." Mikhail explained, relaxing a bit as the pleasure of Yuki's touch was helping him greatly. "Just the usual. Life is great, they treat me wonderfully at the castle and I make a great wage, but I can't shake this feeling like I'm still everyone's bitch. I still take orders, I have no agency in my own life, and there's always that fear that I'm going to be carted away to be a slave again. No matter how many years I put between myself and my old life, I can't shake that feeling." He told the truth, even though he also knew his fears were irrational. He worked directly under the king and queen, serving as an aide to the royal family; of course he was subservient in that regard, as literally everyone in the nation was below the king and queen.

As he spoke his mind, Yuki had leaned in to grab at his belt, gradually pulling the leather from the buckle to undo it, unzipping and unbuttoning all at the same time with his deft fingers. He was nodding and smiling, even as Miki pulled ont he leash and collar, a deep rumble emanating from his gullet in a sort of purr, never leaving the inner thigh to better please his master. "Is there a chance that maybe you come here to feel that strength and power that you lack in your daily life? An affirmation of your own control of your own life by dominating another?" He tugged at Miki's belt, pulling his pants down over his thighs and knees until his jeans were wrapped around his calves.

"I suppose that could be it. I was certainly thinking so, but that seems a little rudim-" He halted mid-sentence as he felt the warmth of a snout and breath on his sheath, silencing him instantly. Upon looking down at Yuki, he saw his little red panda was nuzzling and prodding at his groin, idly licking and plucking with his lips to coax his member from its depths. Naturally, that was exactly what happened, for Yuki knew exactly what buttons to press and how.

He smiled up at Miki while leaning over the chimera's pants, hands up around either of his thighs while he used his snout to prod at the sheath before him, using his lips to pinch, bite, and tug at the wrinkled layers of soft, velvety flesh. "I'm sorry, my lord, did I distract you?" He asked with a meek tone. "I didn't mean to, I'll stop if you'd like."

"No, carry on." Miki commanded, slowly relaxing and leaning back into his chair, legs spread and hands occupied by the leash in one paw and Yuki's cheek in the other. His groin was quickly swelling, his cock slowly unfolding like a Stallion's to have the bulbous tip arcing around to rest heavily on the red panda's snout right between his eyes. Though Miki's instincts told him to apologize and pull it away, he convinced himself to not revert to that mode again, and instead raised his snout to look down over it at Yuki, as if commanding his charge to do something about it.

As insisted upon, Yuki brought a hand up to grab at Mikhail's cock tip, pulling it off his snout to give it a squeeze. "Oh wow! Someone's eager today." He commented with a slight giggle, both hands curling around the shaft to gently stroke. A single bead of precum dribbled off the end towards Yuki's nose, but Yuki saw that coming and instead opened his maw and stuck his tongue out, catching the sweet concoction and swallowing it up with aplomb. "And do I get the impression that Lord Mikhail has been pent up for a while? Quite the intense flavor, today."

"You could say that, but I'd say less talking, more sucking." Miki tugged at the leash, forcing Yuki to stumble forth, smearing snout and cheek against his balls and shaft. A sudden burst of his precum got squeezed out of him to coat Yuki's lips, which the red panda eagerly lapped up. His black flesh throbbed and swelled, gradually growing to its full girth and firmness while bobbing above Yuki's open maw, the end still drooling copious precum all over.

Hungry to please, Yuki grabbed a hold of the shaft once again - one hand near the tip and the other closer to the base - and wrapped his lips around the head, lightly suckling right from the tap. He looked directly up at Mikhail, green eyes locking with each other to show his submissiveness. Gradually, he opened his maw wide and slowly slid down over Miki's shaft, tongue cradling the underside as his lips guided it to ensure the flesh didn't get caught on teeth. He eased his way inward, rocking head from side to side as Mikhail's length got forced down his gullet.

Yuki didn't gag. He had well trained himself to not do so, but that didn't mean that swallowing Miki's member was in any way easy for him. Miki was easily twice the overall size of Yuki, a large and dominant figure despite his deep rooted insecurities, and was well equipped to pleasure even the largest of partners. Still, Yuki was very well trained in handling even the best hung of blokes - he even liked to take on drakes and stallions - so he was happy to do what he did best, gulping and sucking on Mikhail's shaft with messy enthusiasm.

"That's good." Mikhail cooed at Yuki, stroking the panda's chin as his cock was sucked back nearly to the base. He could feel his cock tip bent downward into Yuki's gullet, a bulge forming there, so he stood up straight in order to better loom over his little slut, giving a proper angle to force his cock all the way down his throat as far as it would go. There was a twinge of guilt, as he was not the type to force himself on others, but he knew that being here he could be as dominant as he wanted, and Yuki loved every drop of it.

Still eager and hungry for more, Yuki squatted down to keep his chin raised up, head angled just right so that it was a straight line from lips to belly, his esophagus quivering against the pressure of chimera cock stretching it wide. He started rocking back and forth, each motion using his maw and gullet to stroke every bit of Miki's cock, tongue rolling in waves alongside every gulp. He wrapped his lips tight around the base again, forcing himself to press so tight to Miki that his nose rubbed against the fine orange belly fur there under Miki's shirt.

After only a brisk moment there - as Yuki couldn't breathe with such a thick shaft filling him - he slowly pulled away, jaw clamped down just enough to apply pressure as lips and tongue squeezed. A distinct bulge could be seen sliding up his throat before Miki's cock tip burst into the panda's open maw, spurting and sputtering precum and saliva all over to make a mess between them.

In an attempt to show dominance, Mikhail wrapped the leash around his hand and gave a tug. "Now clean up your mess, Yuki. Like a good boy."

Yuki whimpered and nodded, never letting Miki's cock escape his maw as he used his hands to clean up the mess dribbling out over his lips. He kept bobbing his head, suckling and gulping every time while cleaning up the drool and precum, yet found quite quickly that no amount of cleaning would stop the flow coming from his Lord Miki. That didn't stop him from swallowing down and licking up, though; the eager boy pressed both of his paws tight to Mikhail's sheath to pull at the skin, tightening it around the head as he pulled off completely. With one brisk lick, he managed to curl around the rim of Mikhail's cock tip, cleaning most of the succulent, sweet and tangy mess.

"Good boy. Very good boy." Mikhail complimented, loosening his grip on the leash a bit as Yuki gave puppy dog eyes. "But you're not done yet, are you?"

With a whimper and a shake of his head, Yuki grabbed at Mikhail's member, using the lubricant to stroke it as he forced its length down his throat, gulping and swallowing as his gullet flesh squeezed and constricted in waves. The friction of it mixed with the precum and saliva quickly warmed the member's flesh within him, coaxing a swell and a throb as more blood filled its length.

Mikhail tensed up, hooves clenching on the ground and fist tugging on Yuki's leash as he started to idly buck his hips, thrusting into the panda's throat with tail flagged and muscles tensed. To him, it was like burying his shaft in Arnika - his northern fox co-worker - for how hot and tight it felt. The pleasure quickly grew, boiling in his loins and shooting through his body as his balls tensed up, ready to shoot.

No, that wasn't tension, that was Yuki's hands eagerly kneading at them, firm enough to show affection while being gentle enough to feel wonderful!

The added pleasure mixed with the already talented maw of Yuki brought Mikhail to a quick orgasm, bucking deep into Yuki's gullet as his cock flared out and spewed a gob of his hot seed directly into the panda's belly. He shot only his first wave before Yuki pulled back and held his member in place, catching the second and third ejaculations on his face, the thick cream dribbling over the sides of his muzzle and all over his forehead. He gave its shaft one final squeeze to force the last of the seed out onto his tongue as the tension on the leash loosened.

Amidst a sigh of release and a grunt, Mikhail fell back onto the chair, cock still semi erect but softening quickly. He had no words for Yuki - at least none that he could properly convey to his companion in a manner that could be understood - so he simply patted the seat next to him to invite the panda up next to him. His cock was still drooling, but he didn't care; post climax he was reverting to his less dominant natural self.

Still, Yuki couldn't pass up one last opportunity to please his Lord Miki, so he lightly lapped at the shaft and head on his way up before curling up under Mikhail's arm, tail tucked between his legs as he nuzzled and got comfortable there.

Mikhail kicked his pants off and relaxed, relishing the positive feeling that came from holding Yuki under his arm. While it wasn't dominant in the way he'd hoped, it felt nice to be protective of this cute, sexy red panda boy. Perhaps that would be enough.