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With all other matters settled, Garif led his new retainer up to his sleeping quarters. Once inside, the wolf couldn't take his eyes off of everything; to him it was the most lavish bedroom he'd ever seen, more posh than he could've ever imagined. Lush curtains, fabulous paintings on the walls, ornate statues and busts decorating the room, as well as plenty of objects indicating the prince's passions, including a sword he recognized...and the centerpiece, a huge bed with enormous pillows and blankets that looked far more comfortable than his own.

"Amazing...I knew it had to be nice in the palace, but I never imagined what it was actually like..."

"It's a shame you never had the opportunity to come see it before. But you'll be getting to know it quite well, I think." Garif put a hand on Arturo's shoulder, smiling warmly at him. "As late as it is, I suppose you must be tired...if you'd like, we can turn in now and discuss more in the morning."

"Ah, no, I'm fine...I kind of slept in a bit this morning, so I'm more well-rested than I've been in years." The excitement from earlier had definitely helped as well; his heart was still racing, adrenaline still rushing through him, and sleep wasn't even on his mind. "So I'll be sleeping in here then...am I...going to be sleeping in that bed with you?"

"If you're not uncomfortable with that. It's a rather roomy piece, certainly too big for just me, and I'm certain you would find it to your liking. Personally, I find I can get by on much less, but my parents like to make sure the family is given the best."

"I see...I guess that's not going to be a problem."

The prince noticed something in his tone, something he probably didn't mean to let out. "Is something on your mind, Arturo?"

"Ah...perhaps a bit. Please don't take this the wrong way, I certainly don't mean to offend, Garif, but I still have to ask-"

"And I can answer. No, Arturo, it wasn't because I wanted to get you away from them, though that certainly didn't hurt, especially after what we learned." Garif smiled at him, a bit of a different smile this time. "I meant what I said when I saw a lot of good in most of the prospects, with certain exceptions I doubt I need to elaborate on. You proved yourself at least as capable as the best of them, so please do not doubt your own merit. But there was another reason...quite simply, I really enjoyed being around you. When you're looking for someone who you're going to be seeing day in and day out for years, you always want to choose someone who makes you feel like they want to be there and you want them to be there. I felt both of those to degrees with some of them, but often not the balance...there were those who were clearly there only because duty bound them too, and others who wanted it but I didn't feel truly at ease with them. You, though, I felt drawn to constantly, and I got the sense that you were eager for a new environment...you took to this unfamiliar setting so quickly, too, adaptability is another real asset. And, to be honest, I adore simply looking at you. You're quite easy on the eyes."

"I...I am?" Arturo was thrown a bit by that. The prince found him attractive? Even after all that had happened, he could scarcely believe that...but then there were the implications of that. "I...thank you, Garif. Does this mean...that some of the rumors about being a retainer were true?"

"That it was an easy way to get the prince a lover?" Garif chuckled. "Admittedly, that was part of what I wanted. It's not the official point of a retainer, but if they're going to be around me all the time...well, is it wrong to desire someone who would be less a stuffy and distant guardian and more a friend and partner?"

Arturo nodded. "It does make sense..."

"Of course, I couldn't force you into anything...that would be wrong on many levels. But if you were to be interested in this...well, you know I would very much enjoy it. As I said, you are quite attractive, and I have all confidence you would be an excellent lover...and of course, I would try to make sure you received your own pleasure as much as I could. To do otherwise would besmirch my family's good name, and that would certainly get me in deep trouble."

"I certainly wouldn't think otherwise...though, I'll have to warn you, the sum of my experience in these matters is my own hand, and my knowledge is not much more. Not that I would be unwilling to learn, but I would need a teacher who's patient with me."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that," Garif replied, leaning into Arturo a bit. "I would be more than happy to give you lessons on the intricacies of intimacy. Believe me, it would be my pleasure as well..."

Arturo chuckled quietly. "I think I might enjoy that. And I wouldn't mind getting a start on my, ah, duties."

"Well then...since apparently neither of us is quite tired enough for sleep, I can think of nothing better for us to do. Besides, it'll be a nice way to celebrate your victory today, as well as your escape from nasty circumstances." The prince stepped away from him, eyeing him up eagerly. "Now then...why don't you show your prince exactly what you look like under those nice clothes?"

"As you wish, my liege." Arturo took it slowly, removing his sash first and letting it spill to the ground, before taking off the armbands and legbands, unveiling the full extent of the muscles in his limbs. He could see Garif drinking in the sight, and it was making him blush a bit...but also giving him a bit of pride, happiness in his appearance that he had been lacking for a long time. Feeding off of the lizard's energy, he slowly undid the buttons on his vest, making a bit of a show of it as the fur of his chest was slowly revealed through the part. He lingered a bit on the last button, before unfastening it and letting it drop behind him, revealing his broad, toned chest, well-defined from top to bottom, getting a quiet gasp of appreciation from Garif. The last thing left on him were his pants...there was a brief moment of hesitation, he'd never bared himself to another like this before, only his family had ever seen him without clothes and that was decidedly not a sensual experience. But it was only a moment, as it became clear to himself that he very much wanted to be seen this way by the prince; thus, he undid the buckles and let them drop, showing his sheath and nicely-sized sack to his audience, a sight which Garif locked onto immediately and wouldn't let go of.

"Goodness...if that's anything to go by, you're going to be quite gifted down there."

"I am? I wouldn't know what to compare it to. Only ever seen Rappish and Silomon, and I never looked long enough to see how big they actually were. Quite frankly, I had more important things to worry about then...if they were ever in a state where I could see them like that, I wanted to be far away."

"Somehow I'm not surprised. I'd rather not be around them in that state either...and yet, sadly, they decided to show up here almost like that to begin with. But they didn't look like they were all that impressive, from what I was forced to observe. Not like you, certainly...I may have only limited observational experience myself, but I'd venture you're on the larger end for someone your size. Perhaps not the size of the guards, but that would be an unfair comparison anyway."

"As long as it suits you, Garif, I will be happy whatever it measures up to or not."

The lizard grinned. "You sweet-talker, you. But now I think I'm overdressed...allow me to rectify that." Slowly he undid his vest and let it drop to the floor, exposing a lean and trim chest with just a hint of definition, the slightly lighter-colored scales of his chest and stomach standing out. He then released the buckle on his trousers, allowing them to sink down smoothly, leaving him nude as well. His body showed no outward evidence of his sex, though up close Arturo could see the slight swelling of a slit in the right spot.

"Ah, even now I'm showing less than you...well, that can be quickly fixed." Garif reached down and parted the slit with his fingers, allowing something to emerge out of them...Arturo's eyes widened as he saw not one, but two shafts appear from the hiding place, slowly emerging into the air and growing slowly. It was a remarkable sight, the two side-by-side, smooth and tapered, each one thinner on its own but together making a nice package. And it was quite appealing to his eyes as well...his own arousal was making his cock start to emerge from his sheath, much thicker than either of Garif's individual penes, with a slowly swelling bulge at the base.

"I suppose you like what you see?" the lizard said with a quiet laugh.

"Very much so..."

"Good, good...I can say the same. I hope you'll forgive my eagerness, but...do you mind if I taste you?"

"Ah, no, certainly not...as long as I can return the favor afterward."

"I could hardly refuse. Please, lay on the bed...it will be much easier if you aren't having to try to keep yourself upright."

Arturo nodded and padded over to the bed, laying himself down gently on his back. It was as comfortable as he could have imagined, even better than the one he'd slept in last night, fitting for a royal in his eyes. He spread his legs a bit as the prince stepped up between them, kneeling down next to the bed and lowering his head to the wolf's dripping shaft. His mouth opened slightly, and a long tongue snuck out, wrapping around his length tentatively, a bit of a sigh emerging from him as he got his first taste of Arturo. Already it was an incredible feeling for the canine, that tongue was unlike anything he'd ever felt down there before, usually it was just his hand and that was paltry compared to this.

A quiet moan escaped Garif's mouth as he worked his tongue more around Arturo's dick, getting bolder by the second. It was a fantastic taste, the kind he'd imagined but never truly experienced, rugged and manly, just as he'd hoped it would be. It was even stronger where his fluids were concerned, droplets of pre soaking into his tongue and almost making him shiver. He was tempted to go further, but wasn't yet at ease with the idea of using his whole mouth - he didn't want his teeth to become a problem. So he contented himself with a tongue massage, and it didn't sound like Arturo was complaining.

How could he? He was barely able to do anything except gasp and moan, slowly getting louder as the sensations got stronger. He clenched down on the bedclothes, panting hard and trying to keep himself under control. The prince's tongue was expert, sliding around his staff with practiced ease. He couldn't believe how good it felt...already he was starting to throb, his inexperience getting the better of him rapidly. "Ah...G-garif...I'm...too close...please, let me...have a chance at you..."

Reluctantly, the lizard unwrapped his tongue from around the wolf's cock, relieving Arturo from the edge. His breathing slowed down a bit as he sat up, sliding off the bed and letting Garif take his place on it. His prince's twin shafts stood proudly in front of him, and as he knelt down to examine them, he felt a sense of wonder, of unreality, like this was a dream that he was about to wake up from...but as he reached his tongue out, took in the taste of the prince, the truth of the experience sank in irrefutably.

Arturo took it slow. His tongue lapped around one of the spires, running from base to tip, absorbing as much of the prince's taste as he could before slowly wrapping his mouth around the tip of it. He didn't push himself too far, not wanting to nick the flesh with one of his teeth accidentally - he didn't trust himself on that yet - but the moans Garif was letting out were proof enough that he was doing something right. His hand caressed the other length, stroking it gently and playing with the sensitive tip as he strove to give his prince a pleasure worthy of royalty.

Soon enough, Garif was putting a hand on his head, trying to ease him back. "I don't want to lose myself quite so soon, lovely as this feeling is. You...are quite talented for someone so new at these things."

Arturo felt himself redden beneath his fur. "Thank you...I still have much to learn, I only hope I will improve at pleasuring you."

"There is no question. But now, I wish to move to the main event." Garif stood and brought himself close to Arturo, his hand playing gently with the wolf's shaft. "Forgive my impatience, but I have been waiting for this for quite some time...I've not ever been claimed, nor had the honor of taking another. Tonight...I wish to experience both sides for the first time. Will you honor me, Arturo?"

"The honor would be all mine, Garif," Arturo replied breathlessly. He was just as eager, being in the same boat as his new lover, and the thought of enjoying his prince to the fullest was too alluring to possibly refuse.

"You are too kind, Arturo. Thank you for making my night." Garif stroked Arturo's face, giving him a gentle nuzzle. "I think I'll let you have the honors, as a reward for your performance tonight, and to celebrate your new status."

"Ah...Garif, my prince, if I may be so bold, I think...it would be better for you to be the first one."

Garif's hand paused its ruffling of Arturo's fur as he looked up at the wolf quizzically. "Really? I certainly don't object to it, but I'm rather surprised that you wouldn't jump at the opportunity, with what you've been saying..."

Arturo let out a quiet, shy laugh. "Believe me, I would very much like to enjoy you. However, I am a wolf, and once I have enjoyed you, we will not be doing much else for quite some time, I'm afraid."

"Oh...oh! I...confess I'd forgotten about that! You are correct, of course...logistically, we will both have the best opportunity if I start things out. Such a quick mind you have, I can see I made a good choice tonight." The lizard pulled away and stepped to the chest of drawers, pulling one open and procuring a small bottle from its contents. "We shall need this...I will want to rub it inside you before we join, and would ask you to do the same with me."

"Certainly...it's, uh, lubricant?"

"It is a very special concoction, a bit of wizardry conjured up by Chester as a gift for my coming of age. There is a special bit of magic in it, so that when the two of us join, we will never need to worry about pain or discomfort. Very complicated, I was amazed that he went to such efforts. I would never wish to give you anything but pleasure, Arturo...so I hope you will allow me to do this."

Magic really was impressive, and Chester was perhaps a more skilled wizard than he got credit for. "Absolutely...but make sure that you save enough for me to use on you afterwards."

Garif smiled widely. "Certainly...now please lie back."

Arturo laid back down onto the bed and his back, spreading his legs and offering his tailhole to his prince. Carefully, Garif poured a bit of the magical fluid on his fingers, and then brought them to the tight, unused hole, slowly pushing one inside. Arturo drew in his breath sharply as he felt that digit push in, it felt slightly uncomfortable at first but as the liquid worked its wonders on him those sensations went away rapidly, leaving him with little more than a mildly pleasurable feeling. It only kept getting better as the other finger entered him, pressing deeper and spreading him wider.

Carefully Garif worked himself deeper inside, eliciting quiet moans and sighs from the wolf. Those sounds, despite being barely audible, were setting the reptile's heart alight; being honest to himself, he had started falling for Arturo from the moment he saw him, there was something about him that drew him more strongly than the other candidates. Though he had tried to be as impartial as possible, it wasn't difficult to make the decision when he'd seen how capable Arturo was. That he was willing to get this close with Garif, to do these things, was like a dream come true...and hearing him enjoying himself gave him as wonderful a feeling as the physical stimulation had.

After a couple minutes, Garif pulled out and clambered onto the bed, positioning himself over Arturo. "I think that should do it...do you feel ready for this?"

The wolf nodded back immediately, betraying his excited anticipation. "Yeah...take me, my prince...make me feel so good..."

Garif nodded gently and started pushing against Arturo's hole slowly. One hand went down to bring his twins together, allowing them both to enter at the same time. Arturo let out a gasp as he felt himself spread far wider than before, the cocks having much greater thickness than Garif's fingers and making the shift feel so much more intense. "Oh, gods...Garif, that feels...so amazing..."

"I'm glad it does...I hope to find out for myself soon enough." The prince still took it gently, working himself in inch by inch, breathing hard and moaning quietly as he felt that tight passage squeeze down around his poles. He couldn't have predicted how amazing it would feel, his experiments with self-pleasure hadn't prepared him for this. Arturo was so tight, so warm, so pleasant around him...now he understood why this kind of pleasure drove men and women to such lengths. By the time he was all the way inside, his body was almost shaking under the pressure of the intense sensations rushing through him.

"Are you...okay, my liege?"

"B-better than okay...gods be praised, Arturo, but you might just be the touch of heaven incarnate."

If Arturo had been blushing before, now he feared his very fur might turn blood red. He was feeling quite good, but couldn't claim THAT level of pleasure...but that was about to change. After Garif spent a minute gathering himself, he drew out slowly and then pressed back in with considerably more vigor, a true thrust that sent a very different spike through the wolf...and at the end of it, the tips of Garif's shafts made contact with a spot inside him that made him yelp loudly as a bullet of pleasure shot up his spine, making his cock twitch and emit a bit of precum.

He felt Garif pause again inside him. "Arturo! Did I hurt you?"

"N-no, not even close! Please, do that again, Garif!"

The lizard remained momentarily tentative, unsure if Arturo was just trying to please him or really meant it...but when there seemed to be no reason to worry, he did as requested, thrusting in again and trying to hit that same spot. Now slightly prepared, what came out was no yelp but a heavy moan, practically dripping with pleasure, and Garif couldn't miss it despite his lack of experience. Encouraged, he continued to delve in, trying to work his partner the best he could, starting to get a feel for what made him happy.

The ice was broken, and now they were truly engaged. Garif's thrusts became harder and quicker, he shifted his entries slightly every little bit to give Arturo's hot button relief before returning to it, helping the wolf feel exquisite spikes that made him shudder with joy. He clutched at the covers on the bed, trying his best to work his way towards Garif when he thrust in, trying to match him a bit and maximize their pleasure; soon enough, he learned that tensing up at just the right time would get a soft cry out of his prince, and he made sure to do so at every unexpected opportunity.

Both of them came at it hard, and in their exuberance they found themselves rushing to the finish too soon for either of them. Garif wanted Arturo there first, wanted the wolf to have the honor of the first pleasure, and ensured it when he wrapped his hand around the canine's knot and squeezed it firmly but gently. The sudden rush that hit Arturo was impossible to resist, and he nearly howled as he came, shooting hard into the air above his body, the seed coming down onto his fur and even a bit onto Garif's body. He writhed around on the bed, trying to keep from moving away but only partly under his own control, tensing down hard onto the twins pushing inside him.

All that movement and tightening did its work on Garif, and he hissed out his own pleasure as he unloaded into his retainer. The hot, wonderful ass seemed to suck him in greedily as he spurted into it, feeling a rush in his peak that had never been there when he'd brought it upon himself...it was the presence of another, one who filled him with desire and awe, that drove this orgasm, and he knew nothing he ever did alone would compare. He held himself there, grinding inside Arturo as the wolf started to relax, giving him everything he could offer...he wished it could have lasted longer, but too soon he felt the pleasure ebb into contentment, and his body finish supplying Arturo with his essence.

"My...goodness...you were fantastic, Garif..." Arturo lay tranquil on the bed, chest heaving up and down as he drew in heavy breaths to recover from the unexpectedly intense session. "I never know...how good that could feel..."

"Me either...you were also wonderful, I've never felt so good before." Garif slowly drew himself out, a bit of his seed leaking out of Arturo's hole onto the covers; perhaps this was more of a mess than he'd expected, the maids would likely have some work to do to clean up after them. He would have to think about that next time. "I hope...that I haven't burdened you too much to prevent your own round. If it's too much, we can wait..."

Arturo shook his head, forcing himself to sit up. "No, I should...I should be fine. I'll just need a minute..."

"Very reassuring...let me take some of that time to enjoy myself, if you will allow me..." Before Arturo could question that, Garif had slid back and ducked his head down, his long tongue drawing out of his mouth and running again along his bone. Now he was deliberately licking up the wolf's semen, drawing the fluid into his mouth lewdly; when his cock had been cleaned, he moved on to the fur, tickling the flesh underneath as he endeavored to gather up everything he could find. It was definitely helping Arturo recover, seeing the prince feast on him so...just the knowledge that he had such a desire for him to do such a thing, to someone who so often felt undesired, it was filling him with a wondrous happiness.

Finally Garif pulled away, having gotten most of it, if not all of it, off of his retainer. "You taste just as I hoped you would...I could swear that it tastes of raw strength, a force in itself. The same taste that I get hints of from some of the guards when their scents are strong in the air...yours, though, it's slightly different, something more...prime. Fresh. The words aren't quite coming to me...but it's too good for me to help myself."

"Your kindnesses are most appreciated. I shouldn't keep you waiting long, my prince...please turn yourself over, and I'll try to get you ready."

Garif smiled, a mixed expression of nervousness and eagerness as he rolled himself onto his back. Arturo scanned around and spied the bottle of the special lubricant on the side of the bed, having almost fallen off in the last romp; he snatched it up and poured some of it onto his fingers like he'd seen Garif do. Slowly he tried to replicate the lizard's actions, gently working it in as had been done with him, taking it slowly and watching carefully for the responses. In his eagerness he had been a bit quick at moments, but he caught the flickers on Garif's expression and used that to judge when to back off. It took a couple minutes, a couple minutes of hearing his prince's rising moans, smelling his arousal, before he was confident Garif was truly ready.

"Do you wish to move on, Garif?"

"Absolutely...please take me, Arturo, make me feel what you felt...I want to know what it is you loved so much."

"I shall do my best." Privately, he worried that he wouldn't be able to do so, but he would have to try at least. He climbed over Garif, positioning himself at the lizard's tailhole, and very slowly started to press in, making sure that the lube was doing its trick and he was getting no pain from it. He saw Garif's eyes close and his head tilt back, his expression betraying no discomfort or displeasure. His own hands were starting to grip the covers much like Arturo's had...reassured, he continued pushing in, trying to probe little by little for that spot that he had inside him, wanting to be sure Garif was aware of it.

His patience paid off, as just as he was nearing his full way in, he shifted and poked and get a gasp of shock out of his prince, his body lurching up a bit and his rear clenching down on Arturo. "Gods! What...what was that?"

"That was the spot I was looking for...it feels amazing, does it not?"

"That...that's not a strong enough word..." Garif relaxed a bit, laying back down on the bed and giving Arturo a nod. "Okay...I'm ready for you, Arturo, go ahead and do just what I was doing before...you'll love it, I'm sure of it."

Arturo nodded; he didn't exactly need convincing, this was already heavenly. He started to truly thrust, going at it a bit harder and faster than Garif had to begin with, but the moans he was hearing were giving him confidence that this wasn't a problem. Never before had his cock had such pleasure on it - the reptile's tight hole, his inner heat, just the fact that it was encasing him so fully, it was beyond anything he could compare it to. He truly understood the feelings Garif had had before, why he had enjoyed Arturo's hole so much...he didn't really know which end he preferred, but there was no way he could deny Garif either pleasure, so he'd certainly come to appreciate both.

"Yes...more..." Garif's voice was soft, not demanding, but with a powerful undercurrent of want and need. Arturo complied, intensifying his thrusts as he leaned further over his prince; already he was moving at a clip faster than Garif had within him, but it would be necessary for him to slip his knot inside. And unless Garif was going to refuse it, he would be feeling that in the end...and he was certain that he wouldn't.

Indeed, Garif was finding a return to heaven in this new form of pleasure; Arturo's prodding at that unexpected pleasure point was driving him wild, to say nothing of just his general thickness and heat that spread him unlike anything he'd ever dreamed of. Only the recency of his last climax had kept him from going over the edge, and he knew that wouldn't work for long. He wanted everything that his wolf could give...including that bulge at the end, the one he could feel pushing up against him with every insertion. "A-arturo...I'm so close, please...give me your knot, tie your prince!"

With a lustful growl, Arturo did as he was asked, not hesitating for a moment this time...he slammed in harder, driving the bulb of his knot against that hole, trying to force it open. Garif lot out breathless, high-pitched moans and pants as he felt his hole start to stretch, start to open up even more for that final trial, trying to relax himself despite the difficulty of that...and then Arturo gripped the covers tight and shoved in, pushing relentlessly until Garif conceded, a bit of a wet pop signaling his success.

The effect was immediate on both of them, their orgasms ringing out soundly as their joint cries pierced the air. Garif's dual spires each expended themselves on his body, shooting across his chest and stomach and painting his scales with a milky white sheen, each pulse accompanied by an airy cry from his chest. He could feel Arturo's seed rushing into him, filling him deeper than anything had ever touched inside him before, a warm, wholly satisfying feeling that joined with the thick bulge beneath his hole, stretching him so wonderfully wide. And Arturo, he was on the edge of insensibility; for all the times he'd played with his knot, understood its sensitivity and how it could bring on his climax, he'd never had it enveloped like this before, not wrapped in a tight, warm, wet hole all the way around him, giving him pressure and pleasure on every square inch of flesh. It had almost been too much for his mind to handle, but he'd gotten just enough control to ride out the crush of ecstasy driving through him in his orgasm, pumping his prince full of the seed he so loved.

The highs felt like they lasted longer this time, lingered around more...even then, their ends were inevitable, but neither one could cite any disappointment in that. Now they were truly spent, the two rounds so close together had drained them both multiple ways, and all they wanted or needed now was to rest. Arturo set himself slowly down over Garif, pressing his arms underneath his prince's body and turning them onto their sides, wrapping him in a tight embrace. "I hope that was to your liking, my prince."

"Oh, Arturo...it was unbelievable...I don't think anything could be better." Garif's arms quickly found their own way around his wolf, holding him tightly and burying his head in the his fur. "Without question you were the right one...someone with such kindness and strength, such honor and reason, someone who can make me feel this good in so many ways, your like could scarcely be found in this world. I am the one who should be honored in your presence."

Hearing that was almost moving him to tears. "Garif...thank you so much. I don't know that I'm truly worthy of such praise, but I promise...with all my heart, I shall do all I can to become worthy of them, and to ensure that you did not misplace your trust and confidence in me."

"I know you will for sure...and I will be as good to you as you are to me. This, too, I swear to you."

Nothing more needed to be said between them, not on this night. There would be many days ahead to talk more, bolster this newfound closeness they had already begun to cultivate; now was their time to simply enjoy what was there and not worry about the rest. The two of them held each other close, their bodies intertwined in the most intimate way, until the peace of slumber claimed them both.