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A familiar sting flowed through Cress's gullet. The crow grunted as he put a stopper back into his gourd jug. The sake warmed him in the cold city's alleys. He didn't want to spend the energy to cast a spell to heat up or 'convince' a tavern to stay for free. He wanted this, he wanted to give up, he was cursed.

"I can read your thoughts, Cress. That's not very nice of you." An ethereal voice spoke up.

"I don't care, Void, you are a burden that will be with me until I die." Cress grumbled back.

There was a silence before the voice spoke up, "Don't be cruel, boy, I've been with your family for generations. Most of them took me with honor."

"Well, they're dead, now, so how'd that work for them?" The crow spat, drew a blade of purest black from his waist, and threw it as hard as he could down the alley.

The sound that reverberated from the blade as it struck the alley floor didn't sound metallic, it was closer to glass landing on a stone surface without breaking. Cress had already walked in the opposite direction out of the alley, turning the corner before the blade came to rest.

Shimmering energy surrounded the sheath at Cress's waist, getting darker before the sword materialized inside it. Void chided Cress, "You know that doesn't work, Cress, and I'm sorry for what happened to the family." Pausing, as if taking an imaginary breath, Void continued, "It's just the two of us, now, and it'd be easier if you didn't drink yourself stupid in your sorrow."

Cress's mind was fuzzy with drink, but that night still gave him a dull ache deep inside. His heirloom spoke true, it was easier to drink himself to forget, than actually deal with the issues at hand. They needed companions and guidance, which was the original goal coming to this castle-town after losing his family home.

Waves of magic flowed from Void, through Cress's body, forcing his head to be cleared of intoxication, resulting in a grumble from the bird. "Please, trust me, Cress. I am on your side, here. Let us go to the adventurer's guildhall in town, I'm sure that we can negotiate something."

Sighing, Cress started in the direction of the small city's center, where he was told the guild was days prior. "Too bad I didn't take much before the estate burned down, being penniless isn't fun... At least I got the magic gourd, and my amulet."

"I wish you grabbed something more useful than that enabling jug, or at least use it to turn water into tea, than sake." Void expressed, wishing a lot of things happened differently. Cress was only 20, he wasn't supposed to have me yet, not until his father deemed him ready. At least he was proficient in swordplay and magic, so he wasn't totally helpless.

"I can't hear your thoughts like you can with mine, but I can tell you're feeling... regret, for me. I know I am not ready for you, but it's not like the choice was ours to make. I won't kill myself with your power, Void." Cress spoke, getting some glances from passers-by, not knowing whom he was speaking to. The area now becoming populated more than the dingy alleyways.

All manner of species filled the lower town's square, from tengu, like Cress, to humans, elves, even some goblins as merchants. 'What kind of town is this...?' Cress thought, quickly being chastised by Void for his swift judgmental attitude. That same attitude will be assigned to himself in some places, Cress conceded.

Approaching the guildhall, Cress felt a little anxiety. What would he say? Where would he start? 'Hi, my family was just massacred, wanna go meet possibly the same fate by finding who did it?' Cress rehearsed satirically.

Opening the guild's door, the room he stepped into looked more like a large tavern, with a bar and many tables filled with various warriors and mages. Most of the patrons, members, or whoever these people were, didn't even acknowledge his entry, just getting a few glances. Shrugging internally, Cress stepped past the tables and up to the bar, noticing that the building went deep past it. 'Must be rooms for the members and such.' Void guessed in Cress's mind.

A large, dark-skinned human approached Cress, "Greetings! I haven't seen you here before, what brings you to the Guild?" The man asked cheerfully on the other side of the bar. He towered over Cress, as most Tengu didn't reach the height humans did, Cress being 4'11", himself.

"Hello, I've just come here to seek out possible companions to accompany me on the road... It would most likely be dangerous, so they need to be good in a fight." Cress explained, not wanting to get into too much detail.

Before answering, the man reached out to initiate a handshake, "Name's Bruce, and I think you've come to the right place, mister..."

"Darkwind, Cress Darkwind." He shook Bruce's hand, who gripped a little too hard for his lighter bones, stifling a small grunt of pain.

"Well, Cress Darkwind, the hall is currently full of all kinds of adventurers that fit the bill of capability in a fight. Their rates vary based on their proficiency, so you get what you pay for!" Bruce laughed at his own joke, Cress only chuckling politely with him. "I suggest starting with that table, there." He continued and gestured to a table with well-equipped individuals.

"Thank you, sir." Cress told Bruce, looking over his person to give a tip to the man, before Bruce held up his hand in a stopping gesture to Cress.

"Don't worry about that, just spread the word of my guild, Mister Darkwind!" Bruce explained, smiling and gestured for Cress to go ahead and talk to the table.

Cress bowed politely and walked over to the table Bruce pointed out, as he got closer the people sitting turned and appraised him as he approached. A woman in fine leather armor took note of his simpler clothes and piped up, "I don't think you could afford us, bird."

Cress took offense to the harsh appraisal, but it was the truth. Rather than dignify her with a response, he turned away and went to an empty table near the edge of the room to brood and sulk. Sitting, he lay his head in his arms.

"She has a point, Cress, how will we pay for anyone here?" Void asked, genuine in his worry.

"Well... maybe I could offer myself in service for some time, like a... squire or whatever they call them." Cress offered, down now with his ego wounded. He felt helpless, no matter how capable he felt he was, he couldn't do a thing to avenge his family on his own. Whoever did it was clearly powerful enough to defeat his family in combat, a thought that scared him.

"Uhm... excuse me..." A meek voice called out, causing Cress to sit upright. A black Kobold stood at the opposite end of the table, tall for his species, Cress noted, and with brilliant blue, serpentine eyes looking straight at him. "May we sit?" The Kobold asked.

Cress nodded, caught a little off-guard by the mannerism of the small reptile. Usually Kobolds were unpleasant, at best, and a menace, at worst. The reptile dressed rather neutrally, a tan robe with hood sat on their small shoulders, with white and brown clothes. They had a gnarled wood staff, with what looked like golden adornments at the tips of the head of the staff. However, the large feral fox that jumped into the seat next to the Kobold made Cress jump.

"Oh, sorry, this is Quinn, she's my friend." The kobold said, the fox wagging and nodding at Cress, "She says hello." The kobold continued, "My name's Jet." Clearly from a faraway land, Cress noticed the Osirian bracelets and the Eye of Horus necklace that Quinn wore. She looked like a red fox, with a curious black stripe on her head that went down her back.

"My name is Cress, so what are you two doing here?" He asked, Jet and Quinn looked at each other before turning back at Cress. "We've traveled very far, often going places to do things for our patron deity, or for our own curiosity." Jet said eloquently. Cress felt he was surprisingly well-educated as a kobold in how he spoke and carried himself. "How about yourself, if you don't mind me asking?" Jet asked.

Sighing, Cress began, "Something... bad happened recently, and I was here to see if I could get some help... resolving the situation." Cress's eyes lowered, getting lost in thought over the issue. Jet raised an eyebrow, tilting his head a little.

"You wouldn't happen to have lost your family recently, up in the mountains near here?" Jet asked, making Cress jerk his head up and look at him incredulously.

"How the hell would you know that? Were you involved in that? I've told no one about this yet!" Cress's confusion was starting to shift to anger, causing Jet to put his hands up in a passive stance from his seat.

"Please, relax, I know because I was sent here to find those responsible for that. I've been told by my deity, as it involves a certain death cult, one he doesn't like around." Jet explained, letting Cress's fluffed feathers relax.

"So, you were told this by your deity, to find me? This feels very coincidental. Who is your deity?" Cress inquired, still on edge about the situation.

"While I serve their whole pantheon to a degree, my patron is Anubis. Though, my faith is hardly the topic we should focus on right now." Jet gave a mildly worried look, it seemed to Cress that the kobold _did_care.

"I suppose you're correct, but we will need more than just the two of-." Cress was cut off by a sharp bark from Quinn, "... Sorry, three of us to take on whatever was able to wipe out my family. Most of them were capable in a fight, and they still..." Tailing off, Cress didn't feel like finishing the thought.

"That's a good point, but you haven't taken inventory of assets, yet." Jet posed. "I am... what many would call a witch, or warlock. My patron has led me to focus on ancestry and death magic, to aid in the shepherding of souls and bringing peace or justice to the dead. I am quite strong with magic and my mental acuity is definitely an asset." Jet rubbed the back of his head, Cress guessed he wasn't used to talking about himself like that. The kobold cleared his throat and continued, "Quinn, here, is instrumental in my communication with my patron, and holds just as much magical energy within her as I do. She can understand us and communicate with me telepathically. Her true appearance is masked as to not draw attention, but she normally would have ghostly wisps around her paws and tail."

"Well then, you two sound strong, but I'm still hesitant to go with just us..." Cress expressed, thinking back to what he saw at his burning home. "I am intelligent as well, and well versed in sword combat. Coincidentally, I, too, have a magical partner." Reach to unsheathe Void, he laid the sword on the table, causing both Jet and Quinn to lean over to take a closer look.

"It's definitely a magical sword, but is it sentient?" Jet inquired.

"I am, and my name is Void, young one." The sword spoke in the minds of all three, making Jet and Quinn flinch briefly, "I am bound to Cress's bloodline, and I have existed for over a thousand years. My power is accessible based on the skill of my wielder, and I may only have one at any given time. Cress received me... earlier than the ideal time, but it was unavoidable." Void explained.

"Wow, what are you?" Jet asked, genuinely curious.

"Artifacts like me... the most common name has been uncreative, but most call us Black Blades. We do not know who, or what creates us, just that we happen into existence when it is deemed right" Void went on, "I've been with the Darkwind clan for generations, our shared purpose has been to liberate the enslaved and oppressed. I cannot say we are entirely good, we have to do ugly things to accomplish this at times, but the thought of such injustice continuing unhindered..." Void trailed off, swirling energy enveloped the sword, crackling various elemental energies across the table as they levitated, before gently setting themself down.

"I understand, I am not the one to judge, so I do not. I do admire the goal, however, it shares a lot of what mine are." Jet said, lacing his fingers.

"No one can handle or take void without them letting the person handle them, they can teleport back to me at any distance, and can hurt the carrier if they wished." Cress explained, "They are also indestructible by any normal means, and I haven't seen nor heard of magic so far that could. Though, Void assures me there is such magic out there that exists."

"Interesting... Thank you for sharing all this information." Jet said, reaching over to scratch Quinn's head, eliciting a happy 'chirr' from her. "Well, it seems like we are quite a capable bunch, and maybe we will have an advantage on our quarry if we seek them, rather than letting them ambush us."

Cress couldn't argue with that logic, "Well, we could start in the morning, if you wish."

"Whenever is fine with me, though, I do already have a room here for one more night, might as well make use of it." Jet offered, "Of course, you are welcome to share it with me, partner." Offering a small, scaled hand.

Cress extended his talons, shaking jet's hand by the wrist, their tones equally inky black. Smiling, Cress thanked Jet as they adjourned to the room the kobold acquired.

It wasn't long after closing the door, that Jet sniffed and spoke up, "Cress... no offense, but you... haven't been bathing, have you?"

Cress chuckled, "I've been living like a vagrant since I got to this city... I lost almost everything." He said, trying to keep his tone more lighthearted than he truly felt.

Jet gave a half-hearted smile, "Come on, let's get cleaned up and eat, I can't let you be so uncomfortable. I could use a bath and food, anyway.

Cress thanked the kobold graciously as they walked to the main counter, Jet telling him to think nothing of it. Quinn elected to sleep on the bed in the room, and Void was stored under said bed.

"I'd like to purchase a bath and some food for my room, Bruce." Jet requested, leaning up to put the silver on the counter.

Taking the silver, Bruce motioned to a barmaid, "Could you show Jet and Cress to the bathing room? I gotta get started on some grub!"

The woman led the men to the furthest room down the hall behind the counter. Opening the door for them, she spoke, "There are towels and soaps in there, and the coals to adjust the water are in that bin there, I hope you enjoy yourselves!"

With that, she returned to the front, while Cress and Jet entered. The room was stone, with cabinets holding towels, and a metal box next to each tub. Amber coals shone under each, the smoke gathering at a slightly higher part of the room where a vent to the outside was.

"This guildhall is surprisingly nice." Cress said.

"Yeah, I'm glad, though. I always try to stay clean; it helps keep my ceremonies pure." Jet said as he started disrobing.

Cress followed suit, his curious eyes wandering over to Jet. He'd never seen a kobold this close before, let alone one that was nude. Jet's body was slender, but toned torso and muscled thighs and rear gave him quite an appealing figure. His scales grew lighter, like ash, under his jaw, down to between his thighs, and along the bottom of his tail. Jet must have noticed, as Cress met Jet's eyes, looking directly at him, it made the bird jump.

Chuckling, Jet started, "You know, you don't have to steal looks. I guess you haven't seen many Kobolds this far North?"

"You got me there, yeah, sorry. It wasn't appropriate of me." Cress apologized, feathers around his neck ruffling some in embarrassment.

Jet's tail swished some as he sidled up next to Cress, just coming up to his chest. "Want a closer look?" He offered.

Cress blinked and stuttered a little, deciding not to try to talk, he just nodded and looked over Jet's form more closely. "Uhm... you're male?" Cress asked, pointing to Jet's crotch, where there was just a slit.

"Oh, yes, I am. Kobolds don't have external genitals until we're more aroused." Jet explained, "We can also change sex over the period of a year or so, but I've had no need nor want to." His tail swished happily, Cress thought it was rather cute.

"Interesting... we Tengu are similar to humans in that area, at least males are. Females have more of a cloaca look to them." Cress explained, not knowing if the information was new to Jet.

"Since we're here... mind showing me?" Jet asked bashfully, showing a bit of his shy side in asking his new friend something so forward.

Slowly, Cress slipped his last garment off, letting his manhood swing free. The skin was a grey slightly lighter than his talons, with an ebony tip covered completely by foreskin. Jet guessed it was roughly 3 ½ inches flaccid, wondering how big it would get when Cress was more aroused.

"Th-thanks, I like it -erm, sorry, that's weird." Jet stuttered out, looking away now.

Cress smirked, placing a hand on his hip. He figured that having a comrade be a friend with benefits would be quite a bonus. It had been a while since he had any sort of intimate contact. The thought of being this close was making him realize how much he desired someone, especially since his family died. Stepping in close to the kobold, Cress hugged the bashful reptile, pulling Jet's head to his feathered chest.

"Thanks Jet... Say, would you want to help clean me up? Preening myself can only go so far... I'm sure you could reach some hard-to-get places." Cress said softly, swaying his hips, making his member brush across the shorter male's chest.

If Jet wasn't covered in dark scales, his blush would be radiant. Thinking briefly, he nodded against Cress's torso, accepting the offer. Cress sat down next to the tub and Jet grabbed soap and washcloths, working a lather into them.

Cress leaned forward, allowing Jet full purchase of his back, which was subsequently massaged with warm water and soap. Ash and grime dripping away from the (mostly) hydrophobic feathers. Cooing softly under the treatment, Cress relaxed as the gracious kobold worked.

Jet grabbed another cloth and used it to gently wash the feathers atop Cress's head. Working his way down the neck and arms, Jet appreciated the tone muscle under the down. As he changed cloths, he noticed Cress was starting to harden. The sight made Jet hesitate, but Cress leaned back, exposing his chest and bared his full package. This made Jet openly ogle his new friend, the moisture causing the tengu's muscle definition stand out.

Snapping out of it, Jet approached Cress and began scrubbing his chest gently. Working his way down, he slowed as he neared the now rock-hard penis waiting at the bottom of the bird's torso. Stopping at the pubic bone, Jet's wrists were grabbed by Cress. Heart fluttering, Jet was sure Cress was going to put his hands on what he assumed was 6 or 7 inches of bird meat, but he was surprised as he was guided to wash Cress's powerful thighs.

"Mmmm, we'll get to that, Jet, don't worry." Cress said, lust dripping from his words as he did.

Nodding, Jet massaged Cress's thighs down to his knees. Here at the knees, the feathers ended, and the scale-skin started. The lack of feathers made cleaning much easier. Quickly rubbing along the digitigrade talons, Cress let out a quiet laugh from the ticklish sensation, making the talons gently grab Jet's hand.

"I think I'm ready for a rinse." Cress said, releasing Jet's hand.

Grabbing a bucket and taking some warm bathwater, Jet gently poured water down Cress's body, washing away the soap and grime. Once done, Cress shook some and fluffed his feathers up. Jet chuckled as his companion never looked cuter with puffed out feathers.

Sensing he was the butt of the joke in the situation, Cress smirked and grabbed Jet, pulling the kobold into his lap, facing him. Between them stood Cress's member, the hood of his foreskin peeling back slightly and exposing the head underneath.

"Don't forget one last part..." Cress said seductively.

"Y-yeah, let me know if I'm doing anything wrong... Never actually played with one that looks like this before..." Jet admitted, his hands gripping the shaft gently, noting the warmth and stroking gently.

Cooing softly, Cress sat back and enjoyed the attention. Reaching down, he held Jet's hand and pulled down with slightly more force, showing the kobold how foreskin worked. A slick with pre, glistening head was exposed as the foreskin rested behind it, making Jet curious. Reaching to the tip, Jet grasped it gently, eliciting a moan and shiver from Cress. Clearly, it was the most sensitive part, Jet figured and started stroking the foreskin back over it and down again with one hand, while the other caressed the head when it was exposed.

"Wow, you're a natural at this, h-aahh, that's great..." Cress huffed out, pre rolling over his tip and onto Jet's hands. "You can also put your finger or tongue into the foreskin when it's covering the tip..." Cress suggested.

Following direction, Jet carefully slid a finger into his friend's foreskin, glad he dulled his claws recently. It was hot and slick, similar to how his slit felt inside. Suddenly reminded of his needs, he looked down and saw his pink tapered member jutting out from his slit at full mast. Cress was too busy closing his eyes or looking up in bliss to have seen it yet, but it made Jet rather embarrassed with how much he was enjoying this experimentation.

Shuffling and stopping his ministrations, Cress's attention went to Jet, smiling at the pink sticking out of his crotch. Getting an idea, He reached over and grabbed soap and a cloth, spinning Jet around so he had the kobold's back to his chest, pressing his member between them.

"I was so caught up in your skilled hands, that I forgot you needed tending to, as well... I think you could use some extra special treatment for all the help you're giving me." Cress said, loving the closeness he missed.

Cress rubbed up and down the smaller male's back with the soapy cloth. With a smaller body and scales that were mostly clean to begin with, made quick work for the tengu. Pulling Jet closer to his chest, he reached in front and started rubbing the little reptile's chest and flat stomach. Squeezing the cloth, he dripped soapy water on Jet's hindclaws and used his own dexterous talons down there to rub them around.

"Oohh, wow Cress, that feels really good..." Jet said as he nuzzled back into the larger bird's neck, not realizing he was rubbing soap onto Cress.

Not caring about the re-soaping at all, Cress rubbed down and grabbed the pink spire sticking out of his friend, making Jet squirm and gasp. 'Maybe he was sensitive all over, since it is always hidden, like my head' Cress thought.

Reaching to the bucket nearby, Cress rinsed them both off. Standing and helping Jet up, he stepped into the tub next to them, leading Jet in with him. Settling in water that went to Jet's chest, and Cress's mid-stomach, they sat together, breathing labored a little.

"Thank you so much, Jet... I just met you, and you've been wonderful to me." Cress expressed, putting an arm around Jet's shoulder.

"It's my duty but having a new friend like you makes it not seem like work." Jet replied, smiling up at Cress.

"I'm glad you think so, but for now..." Cress spoke lowly, reaching and gripping Jet's length again, making him stifle a moan, "how can I help with this?" Cress asked.

"W-well..." Jet looked away, too nervous to ask.

"Please, anything you want me to do, Jet. I find you quite attractive and cute... it'd be really fun for me, too." Cress said, smiling at Jet.

Taking a deep breath, jet mumbled out his answer.

"Come again?" Cress leaned in.

"Can I use your butt?" Jet whispered, still looking down.

The proposition surprised Cress a little, he pegged the kobold for wanting to take it up his tail, but this works too. "Of course, just be gentle, I haven't done anything back there in a while." Cress said bashfully.

Standing and turning, Cress gripped the side of the tub, kneeling and leaning forward, lifting his tailfeathers. Figuring the Kobold was about 5 inches long and thick near the base, he could take it.

Jet's tail swished in the water as he climbed over to Cress, standing so their crotches were level above the water line. Jet's hands stroked the tailfeathers and Cress's cheeks sensually, getting a low hum from the bird.

"Mind if I... prep you with my tongue? Or would you rather not?" Jet asked, wanting to know clear boundaries with Cress.

"I'd appreciate that a lot, yes, please, do that." Cress replied excitedly, wiggling his rump at Jet.

Leaning down, Jet opened his maw and glazed his long reptilian tongue over the crevice, using his hands, he spread the cheeks and licked again, this time hitting the mark and making Cress gasp. Smiling, Jet continued with lathering the crow's pucker, feeling it twitch under his muscle.

Reaching with his thumbs, Jet pulled the sides of Cress's hole apart, opening just enough to snake his tongue in. This time, Cress let out a loud moan, clenching on the slippery invader. Under him, Cress's erection pulsed and beads of pre started drooling from his tip. Jet knew anatomy well, angling his dexterous tongue to massage his friend's prostate. The depth let the back of his tongue apply more mucus-like saliva to Cress's rim.

Suddenly feeling Jet withdraw his tongue, Cress panted and looked back, "W-wow, you're good at that..." He said, breathing labored.

Jet rubbed the back of his neck, "Oh, thanks, heh... You think you're ready for me?" He asked politely.

Resting his chest on the edge of the tub for support, Cress reached back to pull apart his cheeks, baring his slightly swollen and slick hole to Jet, nodding.

Standing up straight, Jet inched closer and positioned his tapered tip at Cress's entrance. Placing his hands on the small of the crow's back, black tailfeathers against his equally inky torso, Jet pressed in. The sudden warmth to the reptile was the first delight to register in Jet's mind, then came the tight contractions. His shape and plentiful lube made entry easy, but three-quarters of the way in, Cress hissed inwardly, snapping Jet out of his reverie.

"Oh, goodness, I'm so sorry, do you want me to stop?" Jet asked, worried he went too fast.

Cress changed his grip on his own butt to Jet's, holding him still, "No, just... hang on, usually I'm in your position." Cress said, breathing deeply to try and relax, slightly embarrassed that such a little partner would be such trouble for him. "Okay... pull out a bit and go in slowly." He asked.

Humming an affirmative, Jet withdrew until his tip was left in, then slowly wedged his member back in. No hiss came from Cress, just a sigh of relief. Feeling feathers on his hips, Jet felt total warmth around him. Reveling in the sensation, while letting Cress finish adjusting, he just pulsed and flexed his member deep in the bird, leaking pre in his tight depths.

"Want me to continue, Cress?" Jet asked, petting up and down Cress's back comfortingly.

"Mhmm... it feels good when you make it twitch..." Cress said, breathy moans leaving him with every movement Jet made.

Leaving Cress's warmth for a moment, Jet pulled away to thrust back in, drawing a moan from the bird. Feeling confident he could let go, Jet started thrusting in earnest. Reptilian eyes rolled up and closed slightly as he let out a sigh of pleasure, going slit-deep with each push.

Cress reached down and started playing with his stiff member, slowly stroking the foreskin back and forth over his head. The sensations Jet was giving him was perfect, just the right size to hit his prostate, not so big as to make him uncomfortable with full thrusts. 'Maybe bottoming isn't so bad, I should try it more with Jet...' Cress thought, '... I still want to fuck him until he can't walk.' He continued, his member leaking pre onto his hand at the thought of switching spots.

Parting Cress's tailfeathers gently, Jet lied on the crow's back and wrapped his arms around his friend's torso. All the warmth Jet was getting allowed him to move at his fastest, using his whole body to thrust into Cress. Moaning into the feathers, Jet felt like he couldn't hold on too much longer, with all the erotic play leading up to this, he felt ready to explode.

"Is... is it okay if I... inside?" Jet asked bashfully, grinding his hips to Cress's rump.

"Gods, yes, you feel amazing..." Cress cooed out, flexing his hole as tight as he could on Jet.

Rocking his body back and forth through the tightness, Jet nuzzled the soft feathers on the Tengu's back, gasping out a moan and jerking his hips forward. Kobold cum snaked its way deep into Cress, 'Productive little guy...' he thought. Feeling his new friend's cock pulse with each new wave. Cress felt so close to cumming with Jet, it hurt, but he wanted Jet to fully enjoy himself how he wanted, this was a thank you, after all.

Shuddering in sensitive afterglow, Jet enjoyed the sensation of just staying in Cress for a minute, before slowly slipping out. A stream of thick cum dribbled from the bird's hole down into the water. Jet smiled at his handiwork before kneeling low to lick the leaking cum away, making Cress shiver.

"Haaahhh, ahh... that felt amazing, Jet..." Cress said as he turned and sat back, rock hard member twitching in his lap.

"You felt amazing, Cress... But I want to help with that." Jet said, motioning to Cress's cock.

Cress chuckled and leaned back, spreading his thighs, "How could I say no?" he said playfully.

"I think I have a good idea on how to do this with your equipment, but please tell me if I do anything wrong..." Jet said, earning a nod from Cress, as he leaned in to touch his reptilian snout to the tip.

Foreskin still covered the glans when hard for Cress, but thanks to the earlier lesson, Jet knew how it worked. Thinking of it being similar to his slit, he figured certain... dexterous tongue action would be enticing. Opening his maw, Jet lowered his head so the member was halfway in. He stopped there, not touching the member other than one hand to hold it steady, making Cress wonder if he was having second thoughts. Doubt washed away as Jet's long tongue snaked its way past the foreskin and wrapped around the hidden tip.

The flavor was masculine and somewhat salty, but clean. Cress moaned and squirmed a bit, resisting placing his hands on Jet's head. Jet swirled and squeezed the head under the foreskin, tip of his tongue teasing the urethra opening and frenulum. Steadily he pumped his hand up and down the shaft, bunching up more foreskin over his tongue, before retracting it to expose everything, repeating the process.

"Ho-holy fuck Jet, how have you not done this before?" Cress asked breathlessly.

Begrudgingly pulling away, Jet responded, "I've definitely sucked dick before, just not this specific kind..." He teased and stuck his tongue out at Cress, wiggling it to show how adept he was at using it.

Cress smiled and used a hand to angle his dick at the kobold, retracting fully, "Have at me, then." He challenged.

Jet's tail swayed eagerly as he dove back in, little claws grasping the exposed head and shaft, stroking and wringing them gently. His tongue went to work on Cress's orbs, noting their smoothness, as if short feather fibers covered them instead of hair. This treatment sent cress into a helpless moaning frenzy as he went into sensory overload. Cress's hindclaws gripped Jet's thighs as he tried to control himself, his orgasm building deep and hard.

"J-Jet! Gonna...!" Was all Cress managed out before his orgasm crashed onto them.

Not wanting to miss out on this, Jet moved his hands to the shaft, pumping it while rubbing the tip against his tongue in his mouth. Rope after rope of strong bird spunk shot into the Kobold's maw, easily 8 spurts from all the working up and prostate pounding, ending with a steady dribble. Closing his maw gently to ensure he kept it all, Jet pulled up and smiled, tasting the sweet and salty load but not swallowing.

Motioning at his muzzle and raising an eyebrow, Jet silently asked Cress if he wanted some, to which the crow reached and held the kobold close in his lap. Their heads level, they turned in opposite angles to open up a deep, sloppy kiss. Moaning lightly to each other as they shared a messy treat. Cum that easily fell from their bestial mouths fell onto their chests, their messy crotches mushed together.

After a minute of kissing, they pulled away, strings of cum-mixed spaliva connecting their mouths briefly, panting. "That was intense, I'm really glad we met!" Cress said cheerily.

"Yeah, I must confess I had hoped you'd be... open to doing stuff like this with me. Traveling and doing these things often leaves me with people not so...." Jet trailed off.

"Open?" Cress finished for him, smirking.

"Heh, yeah. At least I have Quinn for company when the people I help aren't so friendly." Jet continued, "We should probably do another quick wash before we go back..."

"Good idea, I'm pretty beat. A real bed sounds amazing now." Cress replied.

The two washed quickly, with only the occasional butt grab from each of them, before getting out and toweling off. Cress was slightly envious at the ease of which Jet dried off, being covered in scales. His feathers would be poofy in the morning from the moisture, but he would manage.

As they exited the bathing room, a lumbering gnoll stumbled past them. They couldn't tell the gender of the gnoll, but they were feverishly making out with a small ratfolk girl, nearly choking her on their tongue, before bursting their way into the now vacant bathing room.

"Heh, at least we were subtle about it..." Cress joked, getting a giggle from the kobold.

Back in their room, Quinn was sitting on the bed, hearing them approach. She was giving Jet a sly look, making him take a much more bashful stance. Cress raised his eyebrow at Jet.

"Uhh... she was just telling me that she was happy I had some fun. She can share my senses and can read my thoughts, so... yeah." Jet said, claws over his face, hiding a bit.

Cress's feathers raised a little, a bit embarrassed, himself, "Well, Void can tell the same with me, but they've never been an 'organic,' as they call it, so that stuff is just weird to them." The crow replied.

Jet smiled, feeling a bit less self-conscious knowing that, "She also said there's food we haven't noticed on the table behind the door."

Cress's eyes widened a bit before looking behind it to see a platter of food. Some stews and bread, with apples. The two chowed down , sharing aspects of their training and their adventures so far, with Jet having many more to tell than the less experienced tengu. Cress was still sad, with anger behind it regarding his family, but having Jet and Quinn around made it bearable. He could feel some feeling of happiness, and even... family with them around. Whether that was just attachment after such loss, or actual chemistry as friends, it didn't matter to him.

They had a lot to do, especially Cress, but the world seemed less overwhelming now. Tapping his jug, Cress turned the alcohol inside to tea, electing not to tell Jet yet about his previous abuse of the jug. Sharing fine tea topped off the night for the two, as they slept in a big pile on the bed with Quinn. Jet was especially cozy with the extra warmth, situated between them.

This is intended to be the first work with Cress in it, chronologically. Jet has a story in the works to give more information on his upbringing and unique past for a kobold. Keep a lookout in the future for An Outsider's Tale. Cress will continue to have stories, as well as a continuation of this one.