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Some moments have passed since your 'experience' on the training turf with the large chimera male. You've freshened yourself up and made sure to covertly swap out your previous pair of stained breeches with new ones. Now all you had to do was head on to the tavern and make your way to the absolute beast of a man waiting for you on the lower level. Gulping, you took a moment to embrace the mental image of his bare body languidly splayed out before you. Your thoughts had run wild about how he would look so exposed. Shaking free of these thoughts, so you didn't have an obscene tent in your trousers on the way to the building. You pressed through the doorway and into the tavern's open space, the murmurs of some of the townsmen back from the fields and relaxing after a morning's work filled the room. Some voices raised in response to a toast, you couldn't make out the words, but from the rapid gestures of the party in question, it seemed to be something rather exciting. You made your way past the tables and looked them over as you headed toward the bar. Reaching your goal, you leaned over the bar and addressed its current tender, a tall firbolg sporting a gentle smile as he regarded the other patrons. It took a moment before you could catch his attention. He turned toward you, "How can I help you?" He asked in a deep, soothing voice, leaning towards you as he idly poured himself a glass of what seemed to be water. "I-I was told to ask to be let in the back..." You trailed off, hoping not to embarrass yourself with the faint flush that rose to your cheeks.

"Ahh, yes, Xerxes said to expect someone. Over this way, please." He said, directing you over to a portion of the bar that swung upward to allow access behind the counter.

"Thanks for the help." You respond in kind, going through the opening.

"It's just beyond that door, mind the steps." He said, pointing to the large oaken door down a small hallway. "There's one loose at the bottom you wanna look out for."

"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks again." Saying as you made your way down the hall.

The door down the hall creaked on its hinges as you opened it, and a minor draft blew past as you went through the threshold. The steps were rather steep you could now see, leading down into an area of dimmed light at the end. Whether it was torches or candles you couldn't tell, but you slowly began your descent. The topmost steps of the stairs were rather sturdy, but as you got closer to the bottom they groaned more and more under any form of weight. You took an elongated step to skip the very last stair, your boots having made contact with stonework. You saw that the area had partitions: half of the space seemed to be a storage area for wine and other beverages, while the other half was converted into a sleeping space. Strewn about the floor of the latter area were segments of carpeting and rugs, a large bed flanked on either side by large wooden chests. Your examination of the room's furnishings is cut short by a slight movement as your attention gets drawn toward a large, furred figure occupying the bed. He was laying on his side completely bare, his back towards you. His sides slightly shift up, then down as you note his breathing. He must be dozing, you suppose, as you haven't been the target of his flirtations or subtly lewd comments as soon as you had arrived. Your eyes slowly rake over what you can see of him. The slight mussing of his mane, probably from having rolled over in his sleep. The muscles of his back. Even how his fur seems to shine in this dim light. You moved closer, a hand outstretched to try and feel along his body. Why not? He had gotten a feel of yours during the 'sparring' match after all. Getting in close, your hand ran along his side, slowly moving down from his shoulder to his hip, a trail of depressed fur left in its wake.

Suddenly, you saw his body tense, and your wrist was grasped firmly by one of his paws.

"If you wanted a feel, all you had to do was -say so-." You heard, as a deep rumbling taunt, the last part of his speech emphasized by a firm tug forward. Your body lurched from the force of his pulling, stumbling as you were thrown off balance. You landed awkwardly, your chest draped over his side, hands planted on your bed. He shifted position, to make your re-adjustment easier, chuckling from both his Leonine and Caprine heads as he did so. Eyes caught on something in your periphery, you subconsciously gulped as you finally got a glimpse of the Chimera's member. Most of it was still concealed by a lightly furred sheath, but from what you could see of the tip, it was covered in small barbs, raised fragments of hardened flesh.

"Are you going to stay that way, or are you going to get comfortable? I love the interest, but I don't think doing anything sprawled out like -that- would be good for your back. You, humans, are fragile in the strangest of ways sometimes." He said cooly, his eyes wandering over your body slowly as he waited.

"Err- uhh... Yes, you're right." You awkwardly stammered out as you hastened to right yourself, a bright red flush consuming your face. You stood up for just a moment before properly getting into the bed next to the beast. He shifts his arm to give you space, wrapping it around your shoulder when you get in position.

"Now now, I can't say I thought you had the will to come back for more. I thought your pride as a bounty hunter might be a little -too- hurt after being played with and beaten by your 'mark'." He teased one again, a claw from his other hand slowly drawing itself downward along your form. His hand stopped its path, right at your belt before he pulled it back.

"That's f-fair." You stammered in response. Your face could not be redder as he mused, as you didn't have the heart to deny him, since he -was- right. He cut through your thoughts by grabbing ahold of your hands in his, then he brought them over to touch his chest. " Go on, I had my turn earlier. I don't bite unless you ask nicely." He purrs out, his other head regarded you with a soft smile and a nod, spurring you to go on. Seeing how you had permission, you took Xerxes up on his offer. You let your hands roam, they traveled along his chest, feeling up the muscles the first fingers straying to run through the small tuft of his mane lying between his pecs. Your efforts were rewarded with a soft chuff and a faint groan from both of Xerxes' heads, his serpentine tail slowly coiling around your leg in pleasure. After taking a moment to massage his chest, a devious thought entered your mind. Your hands moved to give his nipples a brief twist before trailing lower. A brief hiss could be heard, but not of actual pain. Looking up to meet his gaze, you see that his leonine head bares a faint smirk, as though he aimed to pay you back later. He allowed you to move your hands lower, feeling the musculature of his abdomen flinch back from your touch for just a moment before relaxing. He chuffed, purred, and let forth pleased sighs as your hands massaged him. Your fingers trailed through the thicker, somewhat coarser fur as you went further down, to his more goat-like half. Resting your fingers right above his pelvis, you feel the area slowly heat up beneath your fingers as they move closer to the beast man's groin. You looked up and into his eyes once more.

"Well? Go on. I told you it was your turn.", both of his heads spoke in unison. The effect of his echoed voices threw you off for just a moment before you nodded and complied. You let your hand trail lower, until you finally reach what you saw earlier: his thick sheath, prick still partially extended outward, proof of both his interest and his enjoyment of your ministrations. You hesitated for just a moment before you brought both your hands to take hold of it. One felt the heft and the heat of his balls, hanging below the sheath, a trail of thicker fur running along what would be the seam of his sack. You gulped at the weight of them, mind wandering as to just how much the man could let loose from those bad boys... Shaking your head for a moment earned a raised brow from Xerxes in response. Having ignored it and focused on your other hand, the one that had grasped the segment of his cock was currently exposed. You licked your lips absent-mindedly when you got a look, long and thick. You couldn't fully close your hands around it. You gently stroked it a couple of times, coaxing more of it free from its furry holster, hands having gotten slightly slick from the stream of pre slowly leaking from the man's tip. Suddenly caught off guard, you feel him grab you by the hips and shift you onto himself. Being relocated into a position where you are straddling him and facing forward toward his steadily growing erection.

"Figured it'd help.", a purr steady behind each word. He was enjoying your antics, both watching and feeling.

"Thanks..." You trail off, still focused on your hand moving along his cock, coaxing more and more of its length free of his sheath. This lasts until you see nearly a foot of his turgid tool at its peak, lightly pulsing in time with his heartbeat, a thickening bulge engorging at the base of his shaft. Fully erect, and leaking out large dollops of pre. You found yourself gulping once more at the size, he really -was- a beast... Both in size and equipment... He noted your realization, having seen and felt you slightly stiffen while straddling him, and chuckled at the reaction.

"Don't worry, I may be a little 'starved' though, I don't tend to rush with my 'meals'. Especially if it is not what they're used to." He chuffed while a snicker came out from his other head. "In fact... let's get you turned around..." He said with a grunt as you found yourself lifted again to turn and face the chimera. You noticed both his heads were looking at you with a predatory gaze, briefly holding you in a sort of trance. He pressed a hand on your back, pushing you forward and into his chest, nose flush up against the lower tufts of his mane. His other hand swiftly went to undo your breeches, pulling them as far down as he could from this angle before shifting you slightly to slide them off. You shivered and involuntarily breathed in when you felt the rush of cool cellar air, contrasting with the warmth of his body and fur, hit your bare rear. You took in a nice big whiff of his scent, sweat along with a faint, sweet, and dusty scent of lavender and oaken ash from his baths. His scent is nice and comforting, adding to the slight haze of desire already formed in your mind. You're not even embarrassed as much as you were before, your own erection from this whole encounter pressing firmly against Xerxes' gut.

"There we go, got those pesky things out of the way now huh?" He taunted with a snicker.

"Uh-huh," You mumbled back, burying yourself into the fuzz of his chest, to hide your embarrassment.

"You can do your shirt yourself, can't you?" He teased, his hand having tugged at the hem of your tunic.

"Y-yeah, I can manage." You stammered out, leaning back to look up at him before doffing the linen shirt and discarding it to the side. A shiver ran up your spine from the cool cellar air and forced you to lean back into him for warmth, head buried back into his mane. You drank in his warmth and his scent, wanting to stay like this, as much as you were embarrassed to admit it.

"There's a good lad. Now we should be able to get things going properly. Bare as it was meant to be." His heads echoed out in unison again, making you shiver with pleasure at the sound. A hand found its way onto your rear, his large paw pretty much covering the entirety of one cheek. You sense his other hand moving low as well, curious about his intent before it is made clear. You shuddered and stifled a gasp as you felt a digit on his other hand slowly press against your ass. Slick with what you could only assume was some of his own freely leaking pre. Xerxes slowly probed at your entrance for a moment more before attempting to push his finger in. You shuddered as you felt his finger enter you, a slick splinter of warmth entering your depths. He gave you a moment to adjust before he moved it, circling the digit around before moving it back and forth, a faint moan escaping past your lips. A self-satisfied snort came from him as he continued his solitary finger's assault on your ass, a light pressure as your entrance heralding the addition of another. He took a moment to let you register its presence before slowly worming it into your hole as well, a hiss of pain when he slowly maneuvered them together. He splayed them apart slightly to aid in his effort of stretching you before you feel that same indicative pressure on your asshole once again. With a third finger in the mix, occasionally earning the chimera a shivering moan or faint groan of your pleasure, he continues to tease and stretch you out to fit his fully engorged rod. You can feel the heat of it as it rests against your left asscheek, slowly throbbing as the east beneath you gets closer and closer to his goal.

"That's it, relax... Won't be long now before we get to the main event." His heads say softly in chorus once again, an edge of excitement heavily lay behind them. You nod and comply, letting yourself drift off in a haze of arousal and relaxation, his voice, his scent, and your own need getting the better of you. You stifled a sigh of longing when you felt him pull those invading digits from within you, looking up to him with a lust-hazed desire.

"What's wrong?" You breathe out while looking up at him, that lust-filled, predatory gaze on his face greeting you once more.

"Nothing, just the getting to the good part." His heads take on a smirk as he holds your gaze. You could feel his hands grab both globes of your ass and spread them, exposing your entrance. It took you a moment to register the feeling of thick, warm droplets falling onto your pucker. He let his prick ooze those hefty dollops of pre on your hole for just a moment more before you felt the gentle prod of his tip at your anus. You reflexively stiffened as you recalled the size of that thing.

"Do be gentle..." You mumbled, face flushed and slightly sweating.

"What do you think I was getting you ready for, pet?" His voices echo out, one of his hands leaving your supple rear to caress your back comfortingly. "Breathe in, and breathe out slowly as I enter. Relax, it's easy." His voices drawled on calmly, filling your mind and drawing you into the haze of lust further. Following his command, you breathe in slowly, breath hitching when you feel him press his tip against your hole once again, this time with more force. He paused, waiting for you to breathe out and relax before finally breaching your depths with the tip of his prick, eliciting a drawn-out gasp during your exhale. You can feel them, the barbs on his length as he slowly presses himself deeper into you, the raised tines like pinpricks of pleasure as you are speared on his magnificent member. He hissed out in pleasure, serpentine tail tightening its grip around your thigh. His eyes are half-lidded as he presses himself into you, his back slightly arched and raising him partially off the bed. Then it stops. His movement ceases while you are thoroughly impaled on his shaft, feeling the bulbous knot at the base resting right outside of your hole. His cock pulsed inside of you, in time with his breathing and his heartbeat. He left you to adjust to his dick a moment longer before he began grinding himself against you, not a proper thrust just yet. The shifting of his length presses him against something within you that seizes your body with a shock of pleasure, a gasp soon followed by a moan as he does it again.

"O-oh, that was -nice-." You slowly breathe out as you feel him continue his slow grinding, hitting that spot more and more, making you want him to actually -move-. In an attempt to goad him into action, you clench your inner walls around his girth, massaging his length.

"I have to agree, pet. But, I see we're aching for more hm?" He teases as you feel his hands go back to cupping your pert cheeks once again, his hips shifting into a better position. That's when you felt it, the cock invading your inner depths slowly recedes till there is naught but Xerxes' tip still inside. A yelp escaped you as you sense him gently thrust back in, hammering at that buzz box of pleasure within your ass for just a moment before repeating the motion. You both groan in unison from Xerxes' exertions, the beastman thrusting slowly but forcefully into you, making sure each one hits at your prostate, jolting you with another rush of pleasure. He steadied his pace. The chimera takes leisurely, slow thrusts to start before getting into more of a rhythm. The knot at his base slaps wetly against your ass, slickening up from the chimeras excess of precum leaking out of your hole. Pressing yourself back against him, meeting his thrusts with your own pushes, clenching reflexively every time you feel his knot smack against your ass. A deep rumbling comes from both of his heads, as he picks up speed. Thrusts jostle and jolt you while straddled atop him with his new pace. Grunts, moans, and sighs of pleasure flow through you as the sex haze takes over you both.

"F-fuck, I wasn't expecting you to be this -tight-." He pants out from one head, while the other is too occupied with panting out his pleasure. His sentence was punctuated with a heavy thrust upward, shaking you both from the force of it, realizing he wanted to try and get his knot inside of you. Gulping at the thought, you're torn between a slight fear of fitting that massive thing inside of you, and the thought of how good that must feel, to be practically tied to the monster of a man when you both get to release. Your need trumps your hesitation, your cries growing louder, only muffled by the times you find your face buried in his chest by a powerful thrust. Pushing back against him with fervor as you try and help him achieve his unspoken goal. Finding yourself not even having to stroke off to get close, your own erection ground into his fuzzy, muscular gut, a clear, dark smear of your leaking arousal evident in his fur. He picks up speed, hammering himself into you, pressing against your prostate with each plunge back into your depths. His knot slowly pressing deeper each time you rock back to meet his rhythm, a faint hiss of pain caught between your lust-filled calls. Keeping his pace up for a moment longer, his hands shift from your ass to your hips, pushing you down onto his knot with a snarl. A groan of pain and pleasure loudly rings out from your lips as you finally take in that bulbous mass with a slick 'pop'. Xerxes roars and bleats out his own pleasure, before you get the sudden sensation of his leonine head biting down firmly on your shoulder, marking you. His dick is a spear of need deep inside you. Finally, it's all the way to the base, knot and all. Feeling him throb and let loose spurts of white-hot cum into your ass, completely coating your inner walls. His balls tense up, drawing themselves upward toward his body as they deliver their creamy payload. You stifle a cry out from the sudden pain of his bite right as that final push launches you over the edge in turn, forcing you to shoot heavy ropes of cum onto the chimera's stomach. Panting as you lay there, riding the high of your drawn-out orgasm, leaking the remains of your seed onto his abdomen. Feeling the man beneath you still coating your innards with as much of his seed as he can muster, breathing heavily through his nose since his teeth are currently digging into your shoulder. You raise a hand to gently pat both of his heads, breathing heavily as you rest your head against his chest. Xerxes prizes his lion head's mouth free of your shoulder, gently lapping at any trace of blood with a rough textured tongue. The sensation stings at first but soon tickles as you acclimate to it, bringing forth a faint giggle as you recover.

"My bad, I got caught up in the moment." He says breathily, as he falls back into his bed with you atop him. He's faintly rumbling, causing a vibration to go through him and into you. He adjusts himself and tries to relax as much as possible without pulling on his knot still within you.

"No problem there... just... Wow." You say, unsure how to describe the experience in the after-sex stupor you find yourself in. He chuffs and caresses your back, and you find yourself snuggling closer to the large, furred male beneath you. You two lie there quietly for a time, too out of focus to say much else. After a while, his warmth and your exertion get the better of you. Your eyes flutter for a moment as you slowly drift off, lulled to sleep by Xerxes' bass rumbling going through your head...