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"My lady," Jaxus said as he entered Kyasha's office. The whole room was dark as usual, save for the two eyes behind the desk. They darted to him.

"Jaxus?" she asked.

"There seems to be a problem," he said with an air of nervousness about his tone. Kyasha flipped on the light and stood up from her desk. She walked quickly up to her second.

"What problem would that be?" she asked, two inches from his face.

"Well...it wants to talk to you about its nature," Jaxus said. Kyasha looked confused.

"What does?" she asked. Jaxus half-smiled from the oddness of the conversation.

"The problem," he said finally. Kyasha blinked for a second then shook her head angrily and stormed past the demon. She walked up to the catwalk and leapt down over the railing. When she landed she looked around the primary room of the warehouse and targeted a large gathering of her soldiers in a semicircle around the entrance. With a small snort the Hollowborn Princess walked hurriedly through the throng of Behaku as Jaxus followed close behind.

The finally pushed through and caught her first glimpse of "the problem".

There stood four figures in the open doorway of her warehouse empire. One was completely white, no facial features. She recognized him from the previous fight, the one with the Golem...

The other three she didn't know. Two of them looked similar, gothic-looking females with pale skin and elegant dresses holding black umbrellas. In the middle was a third creature she also didn't recognize...

A cloaked lizard, red-skinned with ornate black tattoos all over his face, stood tall and proud, head slightly bowed as he waited for his request. Kyasha immediately felt her heart stop.

"Who are you? What do you want?" she demanded. The lizard, their apparent leader, raised his head.

"My name is Grimlock. We want to negotiate," he said, his voice echoing throughout the warehouse. "We come with peaceful intentions."

"How do I know this is no trick?" she called. The lizard put a claw over his heart, the points of his sharp needles sticking through his fingertips.

"If it will soothe you, my others will wait outside under heavy watch. I myself swear on my life to cause no harm unto this establishment or its leader unless I am threatened," the creature's lips curled as his tongue flickered out for a second.

Kyasha looked suspicious. She was no fool, but she could clearly see that if this was a battle-plan it was an abhorrently stupid one. She allowed herself to believe him...

"Very well," she said. "Your party will be isolated and you will be escorted to my office in chains."

"Agreed," the reptile nodded and hissed to his companions. All of them immediately separated and did as they were told. Three Behaku soldiers approached the lizard with manacles in hand and hesitantly snapped them to his wrists as well as his ankles and neck. He was led by a chain to the balcony overlooking the warehouse and then finally into Kyasha's office. He sat down in the lone chair in front of her desk and cleared his throat.

"So," Kyasha said, sitting down at her mahogany desk and glaring at him. "What is it you wish to negotiate, Behaku?"

"Excuse me, Mistress...but I would like to inform you that I am not in fact Behaku," Grimlock said, his expression never changing.

"Oh?" Kyasha raised an eyebrow. "A sad bunch of Omaki then? Ready to surrender?"

"Again, no," Grimlock responded, looking slightly irritated.

"Then to what allegiance do you belong?" she asked, also becoming irritated.

"I am Carnian," the reptilian male said. Kyasha laughed.

"I have never heard of you," she said with a grin. "Are you sure you haven't made that up?"

"If I have, then I'm much more creative than I presumed I was," the lizard said with a smirk. Kyasha's smile faded immediately.

"Get to the point, I'm very busy and I have no time for your little games of make-believe," the vixen snarled.

"Very well," Grimlock said. "You and I share a common goal: the destruction of the Omaki and those traitorous Behaku, a goal I myself find rather noble. But there are those who would stop us...do you see where I'm heading?"

"You propose an allegiance?" Kyasha asked.

"Yes," Grimlock said.

Kyasha stood up from her desk and moved over to him, swinging her tail. She sat down on his lap.

"What on Earth could you have to offer me that would make me want to join a bunch of sewer-rats like you?" she asked her teeth dangerously close to his face. Grimlock remained emotionless.

"I have a power greater than anything you could have possibly imagined," he said matter-of-factly. Kyasha was actually caught off-guard by his bluntness. "A force that can demolish both of your enemies in one swift blow."

"Go on," she said, wrapping her arm around his shoulders and bracing herself to listen to a long conversation. "You might have captured my interest."

"That is all," he finished. Kyasha looked annoyed.

"I demand to hear what this power is immediately or you shall be removed from my fortress at once!" she cried, instantly becoming angry.

"Fortress?" Grimlock chuckled. "What more is this than a hovel? Tell me, Mistress, what is it that you want most in this world?"

"My statue over a city of gold, my kingdom becoming the sole dynasty of my empire over which I rule with an iron fist," the vixen purred, licking the lizard's scaly cheek. "Nothing much..."

"What would you say if I told you I could make that happen?" Grimlock turned to look her dead in the eyes.

"I would say you're a dreaming fool and kill you," she responded, gently placing her jaws around his throat. "Why?"

"No reason," he said abruptly. Kyasha smirked.

"Or maybe I'd believe the person who told me," she responded again. Grimlock smiled.

"Then I can make that happen..." he said, raising the corner of his mouth in a slight half-hearted smile. Kyasha was baffled by her captive's strangeness.

"Then I would ask how," she continued.

"I would respond: I cannot say..." he said, turning away from her again.

"Then I would gently wrap my paw around your throat," she said quietly, slowly gripping Grimlock's throat with her paw. "And start to squeeze..."

He felt her digits tighten around his neck, her fingers pressuring his blood vessels. His heart thumped, realizing it had to work harder now as his pulse began pounding in his head. He was not worried.

"If I could still breathe," he began. Kyasha relinquished her grip slightly. "Then I would promise to show you instead."

"Hmmm," she brought her snout close to his face. "I can smell a lie..."

"And I can smell interest," the lizard retorted with a flick of his tongue. Kyasha moved back and raised an eyebrow at him. She had to admit, his nose did not lie...

All these threatening negotiations had gotten her slightly aroused...

"Do we have a deal?" Grimlock asked.

"Not quite," Kyasha smiled. "We have an agreement, a deal must be finalized."

"Then allow me to seal it, Mistresssss," he hissed out the last word as Kyasha suddenly felt a claw in her crotch! She jumped, reaching down for his claw, but her pleasure overwhelmed her. It forced her to let her shaking hand fall by her side as her chained captive's own claw worked. She began to tremble as he teased her, his soft pads gently caressing her through the delicate silk of her panties. A moist spot grew as each sweep of his expert digits brought a new wave of pleasure gently rushing through her body.

Her cheeks grew hot and flushed a deep red. She had never been touched like this before, not so wonderfully, not so professionally! All she could do was moan and force herself not to drool while Grimlock played her like a violin, without even going through her thong! He began licking her neck, his sharp tongue scraping through her fur and tickling her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tightly, trying her best not to lose control of her shaking limbs. She was at his mercy, as much as she hated to admit it, there was nothing she could contemplate but simply sitting in his lap and writhing as he teased and played with her.

"Have we reached a finalization?" the devious lizard asked.

"Not...quite," Kyasha's tongue lolled out of her mouth along with her sloppy words. She was so lost, so red-hot with pleasure that each vein in her body felt like it was on fire!

She didn't want it to stop, she didn't dare! She didn't even dare move the thin layer of cloth between his adept pleasuring and her ever-so-wet sex for fear that she would orgasm...

"I need to cum...so goooood," she thought to herself. Her few thoughts were clouded by this new sense of absolute lust that this creature had poured over her, she wasn't even close to being ready to cum!

Grimlock could wait; he had all the time he needed to ensure that his new ally was as comfortable as possible with their new allegiance! After all, those he needed were those he kept under a strict umbrella of comfort. As he stated himself earlier: he protects his investments.

Kyasha was beginning to lose control; her body was shaking so hard she was practically vibrating! She knew that if she didn't cum soon, she was going to lose her mind and, for some reason, she was ok with that...

Maybe it was the intense pleasure that shrouded her decisions, or maybe it was her undying sense of patriotism that pushed her to accept this offer so readily. Either way she would walk out of this the victor and she would be the wiser!

Then it hit her!

Like an explosion in her mind, one thought burst into her consciousness: cum.

Kyasha Merrick, the Red Empress who had for so long fought as a form of complete control and dominance was finally under someone else's spell...

She was powerless, she realized, and she HAD to cum...

"I want to..." she moaned. Grimlock pulled her head up to his, so that her snout was right next to his ear.

"I'll let you if we agree that this deal is in stone," he teased some more, pushing her to the edge but shying away at the last second. She ground her teeth and blinked back tears of pleasure as she tried to stabilize herself.

"Consider...consider it...yes!" she agreed, completely lost in her own world of lust. Grimlock smiled a malevolent, cracked smile like that of a broken porcelain doll. He licked the crook of her neck once again and deeply inhaled the scent of her velvety fur.

Then, with one deft motion, he moved her silken panties aside and gently ran one soft finger down the length of her slit.

"Scream," he said quietly.

Kyasha's mouth dropped open and she cried out like a virgin, clutching his shoulders and neck for dear life it would seem!

Grimlock continued to wring her pleasure out, stroking up and down her wet opening even after she had just orgasmed hard enough to crack glass. This continual teasing brought from her weary body some twitches and gasps, her body unable to stop the exhausted muscle spasms. She groaned when he finally stopped and removed his hand.

"Pleasure doing business with you," he said and stood up with her in his arms. The shackles she had put on him fell to the floor, something that should have shocked her but didn't. He walked forward and laid her down, placing her on top of her desk. He turned to walk away when she called out to him.

"Wait!" she cried. He stopped.

"Yes?" he asked.

"When...will I see you again?" she asked nervously.

"Me?" Grimlock chuckled and turned around. "Why, my dear, we're partners now...you will see me whenever you please. I will call you in regards to that demonstration I promised."

And with that he vanished! Kyasha was left alone on her desk, pussy wet and still sparking with ecstasy. She sighed, normally she would have thought of some clever end note but right now her thoughts were solely on her new partner and what new occurrences he would bring to the table!

There was something familiar about him though...something ancient, like she had not seen him in ages...

"Oh!" she thought. "He was at the Steel-Mill battle! At the very end before we retreated! Yes of course! That must be it..."

And with that she fell fast asleep...right there on top of the desk. Completely uncaring about the world that still existed outside of her pleasure-high brain.

"More worries for tomorrow," she thought as a final note before sleep took her and drew her into a deep slumber, one unlike any she had fallen into before...a sleep of actual peace...

By the time Grimlock appeared outside, his companions were already released. Oxide welcomed him with a chuckle.

"The discussions went well I assume?" he asked.

"Tell us all about it!" Mileena giggled.

"Yes! Yes! Do tell!" Cura insisted eagerly. Grimlock gave a small, near silent hiss of amusement.

"Perhaps later," he said finally. "For now let us return to our new home. We have much work to do to prepare for the final arrival. Especially now with Seros gone..."

"He served his purpose, Lord," Oxide assured. "Regardless...you could've killed them all couldn't you? In there?"

Grimlock closed his eyes and raised one corner of his mouth.

"Let's leave that to the imagination," he said and then was encased in a vortex of black dust. When it settled, he was nowhere to be seen. Oxide turned towards the Sisters.

"See you at home," he gave them a lax two-fingered salute and then dissipated. The two sisters looked at eachother for a moment and smiled, kissing as they too vanished into the air...