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Viper opened his eyes and smiled. The room was bright with the light of the sun, he lay in bed and watched the dust dance in the sunlight that shone brightly through the window on the wall above him. His shoulder was stiff but the pain from the wound had long since passed and was healing nicely. He rolled over in bed and buried his muzzle in the pillow on Malakye's side of the bed. It smelt just like the dragolf.

His time living with Malakye had been enlightening. The dragolf showed how different life could be, so alien and pleasant from the life he had known. The days were filled with hard work and chores while the night was filled with hot passionate sex. How had he gone so long without sex? Life without it seemed not worth living. How had he lived without it? He pushed himself up from comfort and warmth of bedsheets. A groan escaped his maw as his muscles stretched from the simple motion.

He padded his way into the main room, naked and uncaring, towards the small enclosed room in the far corner of the hut that served as a makeshift bathroom. The main room was warm, the simple rugs kept his paws warm from the cold stone that formed the floor, the fire smouldered and gave the room a smoky scent that was not completely unpleasant. Viper immediately knew that it had not been long lit. Malakye would have lit it to prepare breakfast, and was now likely busying himself with a few simple chores while he waited for the fire to take.

He stepped into the small enclosed room and pulled the curtain shut, the room was just big enough to move about in. This was one of the aspects of Malakye's hut that Viper found most impressive, as simple as it was, a separate room for the toilet. No indoor plumbing, such a thing was only for the obscenely rich. A simple wooden frame which allowed the user to sit comfortably rather than squat over the receiving chamber pot, which would need to be emptied later.

After relieving himself Viper stepped back through the curtain and was about to head back to the bedroom to dress for the day when the door to the hut opened and a familiar black scaled dragolf stepped in carrying fire wood bound with string on his shoulder.

Viper felt himself smile, another thing that he still found unusual. The only time he used to smile was when he was about to end the life of another, to prove the value of his existence to the assassin group he used to belong to, but now he smiled whenever he laid eyes on his saviour and lover. A flutter in his chest and stomach made him feel excited to simply be in his presence.

Malakye turned and laid eyes on him. He smiled at Viper, his eyes drifted over the viper's naked form and a lustful glint sparkled in his emerald green eyes. Viper sauntered over to Malakye and casually pressed his muzzle to the dragolf's.

"Mmmm... morning." Malakye rumbled happily. He wrapped his arms round the blue wyvern's waist, his paws roamed across the smooth skin of his back and came to a rest on his buttocks, where they squeezed them playfully.

"Morning." Viper grinned.

"How's the shoulder?"

"Better." Viper replied as he pressed his snout into Malakye's neck and melted into his arms.

"That's good." Malakye smiled. "Do you want breakfast?"

Viper shook his head. He wanted something, but it wasn't food. He lapped his tongue gently against the scales of Malakye's neck, which enticed a pleased rumble from the dragolf.

"Oh so that's what you want." Malakye chuckled. "Well I guess it's early enough yet..."

Viper inhaled deeply the rich earthy scent of the dragolf, the earthy tones highlighted by a lingering spiciness. With his paw Malakye lifted Vipers muzzle upwards to meet his own, pressing them together in a gentle yet passionate kiss, a kiss which deepened over time.

Viper submitted to Malakye, as he did often. He was not submissive by nature, but some part deep inside him wanted to submit to the dragolf, almost yearned for it. There was an unmistakeable excitement whenever he willing gave up control to the gentle dominance of his lover. Said excitement already had Viper's arousal standing at full mast, the pink flesh was slick and throbbing for attention as it rubbed against Malakye's clothed thigh.

"So eager..." Malakye grinned as he moved one of his paws to lightly grasp the sensitive rod of flesh.

The wyvern gasped and bucked slightly into the pleasurable grasp of the paw holding him. A few slow gentle strokes had Vipers mind lost in the foggy haze of his lust. His eagerness was always a delight for Malakye. He was fully grown and yet when it came to sex was like a youngster discovering the true pleasure of the act for the first time. His life in the assassins cult had left him like this, the cult forbade anything that related to the act of sex.

His own arousal now throbbed in his pants, he pulled his pants down around his thighs as he began to kneel, fully intent on tasting the sweet, musky flesh that he held in his paw. He wasted no time in taking the organ into his maw, enticing yet another gasp of pleasure from Viper, as he began to suckle and savour the taste.

He murred happily as the powerful musk, lightened with the sweetness of his pre-cum, flooded his senses. The taste and scent was like ambrosia to the dragolf. He suckled, licked and slurped the warm rod of flesh in his muzzle, which caused Viper to gasp and moan louder than before as the blue scaled wyvern gently thrust his hips back and forth into the warm orifice; his winged arms extended rigidly as he grasped Malakye's shoulders firmly.

"Oh..." Viper gasped as he tried in vain to speak, the words lost in the fog of pleasure, his climax already reaching its peak as he tried in vain to stave off the inevitable.

Malakye was already aware of the impending climax, the amount of pre-cum viper was flooding him maw with was a clear sign to Malakye who had learned to read Viper quickly. He knew that there was no stopping the impending climax, even if they both wanted to. So he decided he would help things along. He reached round, grasped both of Viper buttock and spread them wide before shoving a finger into the still slick tail-hole.

The effect was immediate and just as he had expected. Viper grunted at the sudden intrusion, the sudden distraction stopped any and all resistance that Viper had managed to hold back his climax. His muzzle shot skywards as he gasped, stars burst in his vision as his body shuddered with his release.

Malakye greedily guzzled his prize, the thick gooey cum salty and sweet on his tongue. He continued to suck and lick the shaft until it began to soften, before releasing it from his maw with a wet slurp. His finger was still firmly wedged in Vipers tail-hole, the wyvern nearly catatonic as he came down from his afterglow.

He stood up, ensuring to keep his finger firmly wedged inside his lover, and shared a kiss which his partner dreamily returned. Viper loved it when he could taste himself on Malakye's tongue. This time he not only could taste himself, but could feel a substantial amount of cum rolling between their tongues. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but to Viper it had lasted hours in his near catatonic state.

"So sensitive." Malakye chuckled before giving Vipers snout a quick lick. "I love the noises you make."

Viper felt himself blush at the words. He loved how Malakye made him feel, and owed him a debt that he could frankly never hope to repay enough to show his thanks. But there was something he could do right now.

"Do you want me to suck you off?" He asked with a blush, staring into the emerald eyes of the dragolf.

"I think I've got a better idea." He grinned as he wiggled his finger inside the wyvern's tail-hole. "How do you want it?" He growled lustfully.

"Against the wall."

In seconds he was pressed against the door, the smooth wood much kinder to the bare scales than the rough stone walls. Malakye grasped his legs and wrapped them round his waist, suspending Viper between himself and the door, his erection, twelve inches of thick, ridged flesh pulsed between Vipers buttocks as Malakye gently thrust the flesh back and forth across his tail-hole teasingly. Already Viper could feel his own cock begin to harden once again, still pleasantly numb and tingly from his previous orgasm.

"Fuck me!" Viper said pleadingly.

"As you command." Malakye grinned coyly, pulling back his hips and grasping the rod of flesh to aim it at its intended target.

With practised ease he pushed forward and spread Vipers tail-hole around the girth of his cock in a single smooth thrust of his hips, sinking more than half his length into the wyvern, who was squeaking in pleasure as he adjusted to the familiar flesh inside him, silently grateful that he was still relatively slick from their activities the night before.

In two more thrusts Malakye had sunk nine inches inside, his knot pressed firmly against the already stretched ring of muscle. The next few minutes the room was filled with the rhythmic sounds of the door knocking against the frame with each thrust of Malakye's hips, the grunts and groans of the pair as they clung to one another, their scales slick with sweat and the air heavily laced with their musk and scents of sex.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Viper shrilled with each and every thrust as he felt the massive knot of Malakye hammer away at the ring of muscle that stopped it from entering him.

Each and every thrust stretched him that little bit more, and little by little Viper could feel his tail-hole begin to give way to the rock hard flesh. It would hurt, but it was worth it to feel that amazing fullness it gave him. He wanted that feeling of fullness so badly, he was pushing himself down against the flesh each time Malakye thrust inside him.

He wanted it and he would not be denied!

A few thrust later it happened. A sharp pain which quickly melted away to the sudden fullness he felt as the girth of the knot tugged against the ring of muscle that now kept it locked firmly inside him. It felt as if Malakye was actually in his stomach he was so deep inside him.

Their rutting continues in short rapid thrusts, both of them fast approaching their climaxes. Viper reached his second climax of the morning, the thick white cum sprayed their chests and abs. A few short thrusts later Malakye came, biting down on the healing shoulder, his fangs sinking into his flesh just hard enough to draw blood but no more.

Viper gasped, the dominance of the hold seemingly intensifying his own climax. He felt the hot gush of Malakye's seed grow inside him, his body shaking with each and every hard thrust as the dragolf rode out his climax.

Slowly the thrusts came to a halt, both of them breathless, sweaty and content. Malakye released the mating bite and gently lapped at the small amount of blood before moving up to share a passionate kiss. The metallic taste of his own blood sent a primal urge through his body. It was a thrill to taste his blood on the tongue of another.

************

"So I've heard rumour that you've been buying up all the land to the east of the city." Lord Falvin asked. He was a brown furred wolf with intense amber coloured eyes, sharp eyes that never missed a single detail. He was a member of the state, rich and powerful because of it, his words carried favour, and he was not a fur to cross.

"Who has?" A black furred wolf asked and looked round the group. Lord Nemidus, another member of the state. It was well known that he had garnered favour from the emperor over the long years he had served him.

The white wolf barked a laugh before speaking.

"I believe he was talking to me Nemidus." The white wolf grinned. "Lord Falvin, as a high ranking official I'm sure you have more important things to concern yourself with rather than trivial matters such as that."

The three wolves exchanged looks before smiling. They were currently waist deep in a pool of water at the most exclusive bathing house in the entire city. The three of them were old acquaintances, each of them eager to catch the others out, if only for the fun of it than out of spite or jealousy. They met here regularly to socialise and interact in ways that they could not in the outside world. In here there was no titles, no ranks.

"But I know you too well. You never do anything unless you're going to get something out of it." Falvin stated. "So when word reached me that the great Lord Omar was buying up farm land left, right and centre I admit my curiosity was peaked. You don't strike me as a farmer. There isn't much coin in it either... not nearly enough to satisfy someone like you."

"True, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to keep my reasons to myself for the time being." The white wolf laughed.

"Come now, we're all friends here!" Nemidus stated. "You can tell us what you've got planned."

"And give you the opportunity to slip in and take part of the profits?" He laughed. "I will reveal all once it comes to fruition."

"Well maybe I'll just have to buy some of the land myself and see what happens."

"Maybe you should..." Omar mused as he leaned back against the side of the pool so the tepid waters rose to his neck. "But you may just be wasting your coin. For all you know I've already got everything I need."

"Have you?" Falvin asked curiously.

"Not yet, but by the end of the day I expect I will."

"That's a sinister tone..." Falvin grinned. "I don't think I want to know what you have planned, but I'm sure it's not entirely legal."

"You wound me Lord Falvin!" Omar jested, feigning insult. "I am an upstanding business fur of our great empire! I assure you that anything I have planned for that land is above board."

"But your plans to acquire it may not be." Nemidus chuckled.

"I have no idea what you mean..." Omar smiled coyly.

The three of them shared a laugh.

"Ah, it looks like the afternoons entertainment has finally arrived!" Falvin declared with a grin as he spotted eight naked, young furs enter the room and pad around the pool.

The furs were young, fit and some of them likely to be virgins. They paid extra for that.

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Viper dunked his muzzle into the wooden bucket of water and took a deep satisfactory gulp of water. They had been tending to the crops for several hours now, the day hot and sweaty. He heard the familiar chuckle of Malakye and eyed the dragolf suspiciously.

"What?" Viper half snarled, half laughed as water dripped freely from his muzzle.

Malakye said nothing, but tossed a piece of bread to the wyvern and moved to sit in the shade of a nearby tree. They both wore nothing more than a simple set of pants, topless, their bodies slick with sweat, their muscled figures shimmered in the midday sun.

"You seemed to have settled into life as a farmer pretty well."

"It's hard work... but satisfying in its own way." Viper smiled as sat down with his back to the tree to the left of Malakye. The rough bark was cool and enticed a sigh from the wyvern.

"Hmm..." Malakye grunted a noise of approval round the mawful of bread he was currently chewing on. "Are you sure you want to stay?"

"You want me gone already?" Viper asked, knowing the answer.

"I'm more than happy for you to stay here with me." Malakye smiled and placed his paw over his. "But as long as you stay here you've got to remain in hiding. If Grum sees you, or word somehow got to him that you were not just alive but living with me..."

Word would surely reach back to the assassin cult that Viper had escaped from. There was only one way to escape their clutches, and so long as they thought he was dead they would leave him in peace.

"Plus there may be more interesting things for you to do other than be a farmer." Malakye stated.

Viper sighed and rolled his eyes. The pair of them had had this conversation dozens of times over the past few weeks. He was getting a little tired of it, but he knew Malakye wasn't simply trying to get him to leave, he just wanted Viper to be sure of his choice.

"I don't mind... I'm enjoying my time here. But if you want me to go try other things so badly you could always come with me."

"Tempting, but this has always been my dream. Tending my own land, a simple life. That is all I've ever wanted. Although I will admit it's much nicer with the present company." He grinned.

If it wasn't for the fact that the day was now ridiculously hot, they would have indulged in one another's company in the most intimate of ways. But that could wait till later, there was still work to be done today and if they began neither one of them were sure if they would be able to finish the chores before the sun set for the day.

As they rose to reclaim their tools and continue work both Viper and Malakye stopped and looked South down the road. There was nothing in sight but they could both sense it, their instincts had caught something inaudible; sound carried on the wind.

"Someone's coming!" Viper exclaimed and stared down the dirt road, nothing yet in sight.

"Get inside. You know what to do." Malakye ordered and the wyvern immediately complied.

Viper was meant to be dead, and so long as the wolf that had hired him and the assassins he had worked for believed that he would remain that way. If any of them found out it would mean trouble for both him and Malakye. He had explained this to Malakye, but the dragolf hadn't shown any hint of worry. He simply stated that they would deal with it as it came. Viper closed the door of the hut and grabbed his weapons. He hid to the side of the window with his crossbow ready and peered out for any sign of trouble

It was a good number of minutes until anyone came into view, but Viper began to worry when he saw who it was; the vile badger Grum, along with what looked like a dozen armed guards and nearly two dozen armed mercenaries. There was no doubt that the badger was here, under order of his lupine master, to finish what Viper had started. The wolf wanted Malakye's land, and he would not stop until he had it!

Malakye tended to the vegetable patch, well aware of the small army behind him, but paid it no heed. He had nothing but a simple hoe to defend himself with if the encounter turned violent. But Malakye showed no fear. He was not afraid of death, and it was rumoured by many during his time in the Colosseum that death was afraid of him.

"Malakye!" Grum called out.

At last Malakye finally turned to pay attention to the group that now surrounded his property.

"Ah Grum... you're back." Malakye smiled non-nonchalantly, as if there was no one else there other than the badger; ignoring the three dozen armed furs that surrounded him. He rested the hoe he had been using across his shoulder and slowly approached the stone wall that separated the group from him. "And what can I do for you today?"

"You can accept my Masters offer!" The badger snapped with a mixture of anger and nervousness. "He has very generously offered you five hundred gold coins for your land! But this is the final offer he will make! He is tired of your constant refusals!"

Malakye actually went wide eyed at the offered amount. That was more than ten times what he had paid for the land. He could live the rest of his life in comfort with that amount of wealth.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline Grum. As I've told you repeatedly, I have no interest in coin or in selling my land."

"Then I'm afraid you leave me no other choice..." The mercenaries drew their weapons and began to move towards Malakye who stood defiantly before them with an unnerving smile. "Accept the offer... there is no chance that even the Crimson Shadow can win this fight!"

"Grum... you do this and I'll make sure it's the last thing that you and your master do!" Malakye said threateningly. He didn't need to growl or shout, his reputation as a fighter was enough to make his statement more than just an idle threat.

"If I don't do this..." Grum sighed before he turned his back to Malakye. His master would kill him if he didn't. His master wanted this land, and had been extremely tolerant and generous up till this point, aware of just who it was they were dealing with. But his master was not a patient fur and now his patience had run out. "Just do it!" He ordered and began to back away. The guards followed him while the mercenaries remained behind to deal with the dragolf.

The mercenaries slowly jumped over the wall of the property and began to surround Malakye. They all had a variety of weapons, swords, maces, knives, hammers... even a whip. They all were clearly experienced and eager for a fight. They knew who he was, his name was well known even after the years since he had earned his freedom. They were confident that their numbers were enough to overwhelm him, easy gold for them.

"So you're the Crimson Shadow..." A large muscled tiger, clad in leather armour and armed with a large hammer chuckled menacingly. "I remember watching you in the Colosseum. I am almost sorry for having to do this... but this is business, you understand."

The tiger roared and swung his massive hammer at Malakye's head. Before the hammer got close the tigers swing was interrupted by a crossbow bolt that struck his shoulder. Three of the mercenaries launched themselves at Malakye with their swords raised to strike, but were immediately stopped as Malakye used the hoe he still held across as a makeshift spear. Each of them backed away after being struck. If it had been a spear that Malakye had wielded then two of them would be dead, the third wounded and likely unable to continue fighting.

Before the remaining mercenaries could attack, Viper threw himself into the fray, his sword felled four mercenaries before the rest were even aware of his presence. The confusion caused by the former assassins arrival and consequent blood shed gave Malakye the chance to take out one of the mercenaries, disarm him, and take their sword for himself.

The fight was fast and brutal, both Viper and Malakye were more skilled than any of the mercenaries that were there, and found themselves able to work as a team with such ease that they themselves were surprised. Despite their superior numbers the mercenaries were quickly felled by the pair. By the time they had killed over two thirds of their number, the rest of the mercenaries began realised they were out matched and were in full retreat. There was also no sign of Grum or his body guards, who had left before the fighting began.

"We can't allow any of them to escape!" Viper snarled.

They both understood the consequences of what would happen should word of Viper's presence reach the ears of Grum's employer, or the assassin cult he had escaped from.