Other Desires
**OTHER DESIRES
By Torin Darkflight**
===CONTENT WARNING===
This story contains scenes of an adult nature, including nonconsensual sexual activities (Rape) between two nonhuman males, domination and some vulgarity, and should not be read by individuals below the legal age and/or individuals offended by such actions.
===LEGAL NOTICE=== (Sorry, I gotta do this)
"Redwall", Cluny the Scourge and all other related characters are copyrighted property of Brian Jaques and registered trademarks of Nelvana, Alphanim and TV-Loonland-AG, and are used without permission. No copyright violations are intended by the writing of this story. This is fan fiction (More commonly known as a "fanfic"), and is not an attempt to modify or re-create the Redwall storyline.
===STORY NOTE=== (To hopefully help understand the story a little more)
This story takes place during the period in the Redwall timeline where the searat Cluny the Scourge and his "army" (I use the term loosely since most of them are actually bumbling fools) are attempting to take over Redwall Abbey. While Cluny's primary goal is to claim Redwall as his own, this story shows that he also has other interests...
PS: Any descriptions such as clothing or other such things are based from what is shown in the Redwall TV series and not from the books (Actually, I haven't read any of the books. I've only seen the TV series). If any descriptions or other facts seem inaccurate, pretend that it is true while reading this fanfic.
Also, I wish I could have thought of a better title or better writing style...
Cluny sat leaning against the tree next to his tent. He kept staring across the meadow at Redwall Abbey. He growled low to himself. "Soon I shall have Redwall all to my own." He grinned an evil grin and chuckled low as he suddenly realized there was something else he wanted. He knew this other desire could be fulfilled more easily than invading Redwall. "I think I'll have a little fun." He got up from his resting place and walked back to the camp where the army under his command was set up. His soldiers stopped their work and stared at him as he walked towards the center of the camp.
Cluny growled low again, and looked around. "Cheesethief! Get over here!" He watched as the lieutenant came over to him.
"Yes, chief?" The rat asked.
Cluny glared at Cheesethief. "I have a special job for you. Come with me."
Cheesethief blinked. "Yes chief!"
Cluny looked around at everyone else, and snarled. "Well?! Why are you all standing there? GET BACK TO WORK!" He grumbled low to himself as the other rats went on with their work. He then looked back to Cheesethief. "Come on..."
Cheesethief stayed behind Cluny as they walked down a path into the woods. His mind was racing. A special job? Finally, a chance to prove his worth.
After walking for probably 15 minutes, they stopped next to some thick bushes. Cluny chuckled softly to himself, then turned to Cheesethief. "There is a tunnel entrance leading to Redwall within these bushes. I overheard some hedgehogs talking about it two sunsets ago. They say it is too old for the current occupants to know about. Go in and check it out."
"Yes sir!" Cheesethief climbed through into the center of the bush patch. He looked around, but couldn't see anything. "Uhh, chief? I don't see a tunnel."
Cluny growled. "Then you're not looking hard enough! I guess I'll have to look myself." He then climbed into the bushes and joined Cheesethief.
Cheesethief repeated, "I don't see a tunnel chief." He looked around again.
Cluny grinned, and stood behind Cheesethief. "It doesn't matter. I have other plans anyway..."
Cheesethief turned to walk out of the bushes, but was startled when Cluny suddenly forced him to his knees. "Chief! What...are you doing?"
Cluny snarled at his lieutenant. He brought the sharp, poisoned barb on the end of his long tail around to Cheesethief's throat. "You will do what I say, or I kill you on the spot."
Cheesethief whimpered softly, feeling the cold iron barb against his throat. He had no idea what was going on, or why Cluny was suddenly threatening him like this. Not wanting to be killed, he stayed still on his knees.
Cluny chuckled down at Cheesethief, and crouched down behind the lieutenant.
Cheesethief was starting to think that Cluny had mistrust for him and was planning on killing him for their previous failures at taking over Redwall Abbey. He swallowed hard, and prepared to feel the slash of the barb across his throat. But instead of the barb, he felt something that was totally unexpected, but it still scared him. He couldn't be sure, but he thought he felt Cluny holding up his tail with one paw, and rubbing his tailhole with the other. He squirmed, but stopped suddenly as he felt the barb go tighter against his throat.
"Stay still or you will sleep without a head tonight!" Cluny growled, and continued stroking at Cheesethief's hole. He knew what he wanted, and he knew that he would get it. Keeping the tail lifted with one paw, he reached down and moved the cloth covering the area between his legs aside.
Cheesethief managed to turn his head just enough to see what was happening. He had an idea of what was about to happen when he saw it. Cluny had exposed his growing rat length, and was moving closer to him. "No...no..."
Cluny smacked him across the back of the head. "Shut up!" He then grinned, mostly to himself, and moved even closer, the tip of his maleness just barely touching Cheesethief's passage. "If you make this easy for me, I will make this easy for you..."
Cheesethief whimpered again, his tailhole contracting involuntarily at the probing.
Cluny snarled again and suddenly shoved himself hard into the rat's ass. He felt the anal muscles squeeze around his length, and it made him writhe with pleasure.
Cheesethief bared his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. He was not prepared for such an action, and it hurt him badly as Cluny held his length inside him. He tried pulling away, but was reminded of Cluny's threat when the barb at his throat came even tighter. He whined as he felt his chief's paws leave his tail and move to his back. He saw the larger rat hunch over him through the corner of his eye, and yelped slightly as he was held down while Cluny started to slowly stroke his length in and out of his sore ass.
Cluny closed his eyes slightly as he continued thrusting slowly back and forth. He had waited a long time for a chance to prove his dominance with someone, and he didn't care who it was. Yes...this was just what he needed to prepare himself to invade Redwall...a way to relax, and a way to feel pleasure.
Cheesethief trembled, not knowing what to do. Even though he didn't want it, he knew he had no choice but to stay there on his knees and let Cluny continue. He stopped struggling and whined deeply. He suddenly realized that his own maleness was swelling. He cursed himself for showing arousal at the hell that he was experiencing.
Cluny hissed slightly, and sped up his movements. His pleasure was increasing quite fast due to his many-season sex deprivation. Baring his teeth, he thrusted quick and hard, feeling some precum dribble from the end of his length.
Cheesethief grunted each time Cluny shoved himself in, knowing that he was getting close. He whimpered as he felt his own pleasure increase from the repeated stroking against his prostate. He tried to fight back his own urges, but was slowly losing.
Cluny suddenly started snarling and hissing louder and louder. He felt his pleasure increase exponentially, and thrusted desperately into the subordinate rat beneath him. His mind became clouded, and all he could think of was the release he was about to achieve.
Cheesethief shook immensely as the massive Cluny shoved himself in and out of his ass, and moaned loud as his own climax started approaching. He couldn't fight it anymore; he had to let it happen. While he was still in contact mentally with the world around him, he spread his legs in preparation.
Cluny thrusted desperately one last time, then howled as loud and best as a rat can, shoving himself hard into Cheesethief's tailhole as his seed shot from his pulsating shaft into the lieutenant's bowels. His whole body jerked with each wave of cum released, and he stomped his hindpaws softly as his climax continued.
Cheesethief whimpered loud as he felt Cluny pump him full of rat seed, and started gasping for air as he too started shooting cum onto the ground beneath him. His own climax lasted what seemed like forever, and he didn't realize that Cluny had finished releasing his seed until his own climax slowed. He panted heavily.
Cluny panted heavily too, his energy spent satisfying his desperate sexual need. He kept himself inside Cheesethief for a couple minutes longer, then slowly pulled out.
Cheesethief collapsed to his side, and looked up at Cluny.
Cluny grinned and chuckled down at his lieutenant. "You perform well..."
Cheesethief tried to speak but couldn't think of what to say. Cluny had just done something horrible to him, but he was still his superior so he couldn't object.
Cluny bent down and licked at the tip of his maleness, cleaning the extra cum off. He then stood up, and reached a paw out to help Cheesethief up. "I guess you deserve at least a little compassion..."
Cheesethief hesitated a little, but then took Cluny's paw and stood up. He started to turn, but stopped when he felt Cluny's tailbarb at his throat again.
Cluny walked around in front of Cheesethief and stared him square in the eyes. "...But, if you so much as mention this to a single beast, if you even utter a syllable, I shall have your skull as my chamberpot." He then growled to prove he was serious.
Cheesethief gulped. "O-Okay...chief."
Cluny grinned evilly. "Good. Now, let's head back to camp. We have a lot of work to do if we want Redwall by sunrise."
Cheesethief slowly followed behind Cluny as they exited the bush patch and walked down the path back to camp.
Cluny chuckled to himself. He would definitely have to do this again. But for now...it was time again to focus on what he wanted most: Redwall Abbey. He laughed maniacally as he started thinking of how to get over the walls...
-The end, I guess.-