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Azure's living room was a pretty spacious place, though a little oddly decorated at the same time. The skunk had turned the couch into something of a bar, connecting it to his kitchen, and replaced the couch with bar stools. It allowed for an easier time eating while watching the television, but there were times when guests found it a little harder to relax compared to sitting on a couch.

The martail wasn't one of them, mostly because Steve could prop up his feet on one of the other bar stool seats and keep himself somewhat reclined. He was doing that right now, and Azure chuckled a little bit at his friend's odd position. "Doesn't that get a little uncomfortable, Steve?" the skunk asked.

"Not a bit," Steve said with a chuckle.

The skunk shook his head a little bit, setting a small plate of food down on the counter. The game that they were watching had just ended, and commercials were all there was to be seen. He grabbed the remote and started flipping through some of the channels, seeing if there was a better show on somewhere, something that they could watch before the next game came on.

As he flipped through the different channels, Azure couldn't help but feel the martail's eyes on him. He turned away from the television after a few minutes of that, and cocked his head to the side. "Something on your mind, Steve?" he asked.

"Yeah." The martail put down his drink, turning on his stool. Pointing at the pendant around the skunk's neck, he said, "Why do you wear that? It looks really weird on you."

Azure's eyebrow went up, and he reached up and lifted the pendant up a bit. It was about the size of a small hand-held compass, and had a blue center, surrounded by a thin band of gold at the edge. "This looks weird?"

"Yeah, looks like a pretty cheap piece of cosplay jewelry," the martail said with a shake of his head. "Like something out of a fantasy book or comic book or something. Why do you keep wearing it?"

Suppressing the desire to clench his teeth and stomping on the words that wanted to leap out of his mouth, Azure took a deep breath. "This is something that I've had for a long time. I've worn it for years, and I don't like to take it off. Besides, it's pretty special; more special than a lot of things that I have."

"Doesn't look like it." Steve shrugged a bit, lifting an arm. He pulled back his sleeve, showing off the large, gold watch he wore. "See this thing?"

"How could I not? You've been showing it off every chance you could get this week."

"Well, that's because it's actually worth something. It's not some costume piece of shit like that thing around your neck," the martail said with a little chuckle. He pulled his sleeve back down. "I bet you couldn't have spent more than a few bucks on that thing, if that. Or did you just pick it up at some garage sale?"

It was taking more and more willpower to keep from reacting to the martail's taunts, however teasing that they might have been. The skunk shook his head a few times, reaching up to the chain that held the pendant around his neck. "This has more value than I think you could ever get, Steve; and if you weren't sounding a little drunk right now, I'd show you just how special this pendant is."

"Heh, don't let that little excuse stop you," the martail said with a grin. "You want me to believe that thing's worth anything? Then show me what you can do with it, if you can do a damn thing with such a cheap-o thing."

"You sure about this?"

"I'm asking, ain't I?" The martail chuckled a bit, elbowing the skunk in the ribs slightly. "Heh, unless you're just getting a bit chicken, huh? No harm if you are; just means that you know quality when you see it," Steve said, patting his wrist under his shirt sleeve.

That did it. Drunk or not, teasing or not, Azure was getting a little tired of the constant ribbing that his friend was giving him about the pendant. Normally it was pretty good natured, but since the martail had gotten that damn watch, it had gotten turned up to an eleven, with some of the comments just a little over the top for him. Well, perhaps it was time for Steve to learn a little lesson from all of this.

He reached back, pulling the chain off of his neck and holding it in front of him. Almost immediately, Steve's eyes flicked over to the pendant. Unlike before, when it was just hanging on his neck, the martail didn't look away. Instead, he just kept staring, kept looking at the blue surface.

Azure chuckled a little to himself, shaking his head. "You know, this is a little cheap looking, but it has a lot of special properties. I think you're seeing what one of them are, now; you can't really look away from the pendant, can you? It would be so easy to just turn your head, avert your eyes, look away...but you can't. You just can't look away from this cheap little bauble, can you?

"Oh, but maybe it's just because it's a cheap little thing, something that you want to find more things to make fun of. Go ahead, keep looking at it...you want to find something wrong with it? Go ahead and look...look deep into the blue..." Azure turned the pendant back and forth, not letting it swing, not letting it sway, but just turning the chain to allow the light to reflect off of the blue surface on the front. Little flashes of light danced on the martail's face as he turned it back and forth, reflecting off of the pendant, and off of Steve's eyes.

Keeping his voice quiet, Azure continued talking about the amulet. "It's just so easy to keep looking at it, isn't it? So easy to lose yourself in looking for the flaws. You can just barely hear me talking right now. My voice is just so quiet, so very hard to hear at the edge of your consciousness. But you can still hear me...can just make out my voice...but you just keep looking at the pendant, keep looking for little flaws, keep looking for little cracks, signs of how cheap it is, how very inferior it must be to your watch...

"It's almost like you're drowning in the blue now, isn't it, Steve?" the skunk asked, smiling as those normally dancing eyes started to droop, the pupils slightly unfocused, tired looking. "There's just so much to see...and the light is dancing over it so beautifully...you just have to keep looking...looking deeper and deeper into the blue...and the deeper you look, the more relaxed you feel...you can't help it...the deeper you go into the blue...the more relaxed you are....and you have to go deeper....you have to go deeper....you can't stop yourself...You have to prove that your watch is better, and you know...you know that the flaws in my pendant...have to be deep down...all the way down...and you have to go deeper to find it..."

It was almost too easy to push the martail to keep taking himself deeper, his voice barely more than a guide for Steve. Azure could tell that the martail was already at the edge of trance. It wouldn't take much more to push him over the edge now.

Tilting the pendant, he slowly twisted it back and forth, shifting the light reflecting off of it from one of Steve's eyes to the other, back and forth, back and forth. "You have to go deeper...have to look deeper into the pendant to find the flaws..but it's so hard to go any deeper, you're just so tired...so I will help you. Just keep staring...look for the flashes...the flashes make you more relaxed...makes you want to see more...

"That's it," he said as each flash on the martail's eyes made him slump forward that much more. "You're almost there now...so very close to finding the flaw...Just a few more flashes...and you'll find it...just a few more flickers of light, and you'll find the flaw...just keep watching...just keep relaxing..."

It only took a few more flickers of light across the martail's eyes to bring him down to the basement of Steve's mind, and Azure chuckled as the martail's mouth hung open a bit as they reached that point. Steve was completely in trance, and would be for quite some time, unless Azure decided to let him go early.

For a moment, he was tempted to just leave Steve the way he was, go back to the television and enjoy it in peace and quiet. But...it was just too good an opportunity to pass up.

Still holding the pendant up, Azure said, "Steve, you are so very relaxed...but you're also confused...so very confused...this is so new to you, and you don't know what to do." The martail's face started to turn down, his mouth tightening a bit before the skunk continued. "But don't worry...you have your friend...your good friend Azure. Your good friend Azure will tell you what to do...your good friend Azure will help you know what you need to do...Do you understand?"

Steve nodded at him, slowly, and Azure chuckled. "Good...good...Now, your good friend Azure knows you're uncomfortable in those clothes. Why don't you take them off? It will make things so much easier for you...make things so much more comfortable."

Even with the hypnosis that the martail was under, Azure was surprised at how quickly Steve took off his clothes. Shirt, pants, underwear all went flying over to the corners of the room. Shoes and socks had been left at the door, so there was no need for the martail to take those off. As soon as he was naked, he sat back down on the stool, slumped forward with his hands on his legs. To Azure's amusement, Steve was completely hard, his cock pointing out from between his legs and just a bit shiny from arousal. Apparently, he wasn't the only one that was enjoying this sort of thing.

The skunk followed his friend's rapid stripping, though he had to be a little more careful about it. Though Steve was in trance, he kept the pendant in front of the martail's face, just in case. Subjects had broken out of trance before, and he didn't want Steve to be one of them. Not when they were both already pretty worked up, and not when he wanted to get some fun in for all the cracks that the martail had made about his amulet.

He almost dropped the pendant at one point, but managed to recover. Thankfully, Steve didn't show any sort of reaction for the near-absence of the pendant, but even with that sign that he was so deep in trance, Azure still took great care to make sure that he didn't get that careless again.

Sitting down after he was completely naked, Azure draped his tail over the bar. He looked over the other male's body, stroking his cock a few times at the sight. Steve really wasn't that bad looking, and now that he was naked, the skunk could see the peculiar little lines along the martail's arms that were the only sign of the species's major difference to others. A small temptation arose, a way that he might get rid of Steve's watch, but he doubted that would work; it probably wasn't digestible.

Besides, there were more things that he could do, things that were far more fun. "Steve? Steve, it's your good friend Azure again," the skunk said.

The martail perked up slightly, and the skunk smiled. "Yes, yes, it's me. Your good friend Azure says for you to get to your knees...kneel on the ground in front of me, and open your mouth."

Steve got to his knees sluggishly, moving a little clumsily across the floor until he was between Azure's legs. The skunk spread his legs a little bit as the martail pushed himself in a little closer, then watched as Steve opened his mouth. It was quite wet inside, more than he normally saw, and he saw Steve stick his tongue out as well. It was just a little unclear to the skunk whether the hypnotized martail knew what was coming or not, but it was pretty easy to pretend.

Smirking slightly, the skunk held the pendant slightly to the side, watching as Steve's eyes followed it, staring at it. Azure stroked himself a few more times, coaxing a little bit of pre out of his tip, before bending it forward. The tip touched against the martail's tongue, and he wiped the pre off of the head of his cock onto it. A little shiver of pleasure spread through his cock at the feeling of Steve's tongue against his cock, and he decided that he wasn't going to wait anymore.

Slowly, he pushed himself forward, sliding his cock into the martail's mouth. The tongue was so very wet against the underside of his cock, and he could feel his cock throbbing in response to the pleasure it got, spurting some pre along the martail's tongue. He suppressed the urge to pant, and continued slowly sliding his cock inside of his friend's mouth.

It wasn't long before he felt Steve get a little involved as well, feeling the martail's tongue sliding along the bottom of his cock. He worried that Steve was getting free of the hypnosis, but a quick look at the eyes told him that the martail was still fine. It was just his friend's instincts coming to the fore, telling him to use his tongue on the thing in his mouth. Not necessarily fellatio instincts, either, just the body's instincts to taste the things in its mouth.

Whatever the reason, Azure loved it. He stroked the martail's head with one hand, chuckling to himself as he got his cock sucked. "That's it...give your good friend Azure some pleasure...let me feel every lick of your tongue," the skunk whispered, watching as the martail's mouth took more and more of his cock inside, watching as his shaft disappeared, and feeling it get surrounded in a hot, wet mouth.

He didn't dare reach out and pull the martail's head down on top of his cock, but he didn't have to; it didn't take long for his friend to start bobbing up and down on his cock like a professional cock sucker. Better than some, actually; Azure actually did have a few comparisons to make, and Steve was better at this than a good third of the so-called professionals. The skunk leaned his head back, sighing in pleasure as his cock was teased, licked, sucked.

His body started tensing up as he felt his climax building up, and he realized that a new sound had joined in with the sucking, slurping oral sounds. The skunk looked down, and saw that Steve had started stroking himself. Slowly, lazily, but still stroking himself.

Much as he enjoyed the sight of that, he couldn't have the subject teasing himself without instructions. Azure stretched his leg out, pushing the martail's hand away from his cock. "Ah ah ah...your good friend Azure...your good friend Azure says that you can't touch yourself," the skunk whispered. "Not yet...you can't touch yourself until your good friend Azure gives you permission...and you don't have permission yet..."

That was all he needed to say. Steve's hands stayed by his side, and his eyes remained half open, staring at the pendant as he bobbed up and down the skunk's cock. Azure groaned softly, panting as he got closer, and closer to his orgasm, feeling it bubbling up in his balls with every bob of the martail's head, until -

"Mmmmm!" He bit his lips as he moaned, his cock throbbing inside of Steve's mouth. The martail didn't stop moving, bobbing and sucking the whole while, and it only took him further and further into his orgasm. The skunk almost felt like he wouldn't stop cumming for a few seconds, shooting string after string of cum down the martail's throat and into his stomach, some of the shots even landing on Steve's tongue when he pulled back enough, only to be forced down his throat a few seconds later.

Azure had to reach down and stop Steve from moving when he was done cumming, his cock extremely sensitive post orgasm, and he could barely see straight for a few seconds. "Wow," he muttered under his breath, looking down at the martail. "Who would have thought that you were so good at that?"

Now that he had gotten an orgasm out of the whole argument, Azure was again tempted to just let the martail get back to his feet, put the whole thing behind them and get back to the evening in general.

But as he looked down at Steve's cock, saw how hard it was, how horny he was, the skunk just found himself unable to resist. He chuckled, getting to his feet and slowly guiding Steve up as well. He turned them towards his bedroom, a smile slowly growing on his face as his cock started to recover its rigidity.

This was going to be a very good night, Azure thought to himself.