From the Dungeon
Something very silly ahah. I love stupid kobold adventures XD.
Kayed's biggest mistake as a thief had been trying to take the ring off of a noble women's finger in broad daylight. At the time, the kobold had been given very little chance before being knocked over the head and thrown into a cell without his gear and without trial. Luckily the two guards that were in charge of watching the city's tiny dungeon seemed a bit dim and their collective breath formed a haze of whiskey that almost had his own head swimming in it. Both of them were at their little table, digging through piles of contraband, taking the choicest of pieces for themselves while laughing and drinking in celebration of their ill-gotten gains. They were criminals wearing uniforms, but that wasn't too new, neither was Kayed being put behind bars. He hadn't been shackled so with a single claw he could get himself out of this place, but he would have to wait until both of those buffoons passed out from the spirits they drank. For now he'd sit his olive scaled rear on the cold stone of the cell, eyes occasionally moving to check on the celebrating guards, he'd rather not wait until his sentence was decided.
The sun had gone down long ago and the moon shone through the barred windows in the dungeon. From his cell he could hear the two buffoon guards snoring, a noise that had him wincing and yet satisfied. It would almost be too easy to escape from these two, and too bad that he wouldn't be getting anything out of it. Wriggling his arm out between the iron bars he moved his hand to push a claw inside of the lock. A bit of a fancy trick here and there could get him out in no time, but the rusted lock popped and the door opened with a slow creak as he pulled his claw free that had his eyes darting quickly to the two sleeping at their table. Apparently the cells had not been properly maintained which only made his life easier, so why complain if the guards weren't waking? Since it was night he could probably saunter out of the city with only the clothes on his back and be happy about it back at his den, but he'd rather have his equipment back. Metalwork was expensive, as were the explosives he had been carrying, then again he'd rather not risk the two idiots waking up and raising an alarm so off he went down the corridor, carefully, eyes locked on the stairs that would lead to his freedom. He nearly jumped out of his scales as he heard a voice whispering from the darkness of another cell, "Smart kobold...you should free me too, we could work together."
Looking to the source of the noise he saw a large gnoll. Narrowing his eyes at the brown furred thing he let out a low hiss, "I don't have time for that...besides, what good does that do me?"
The gnoll was quick to respond, "I know where they keep their gains...and if you don't at least open this cell I'll wake those drunk morons and make your life that much harder."
Grumbling, Kayed crossed his arms. He could probably handle two drunk guards, they weren't too far away so the gnoll was completely lost on that point, but a chance at fresh contraband could be interesting. Looking over to where the two guards were sleeping he saw countless of crates and sacks, all of which were unmarked. Perhaps all of them contained the objects that he sought, or perhaps the contraband was in another room. Too risky for his liking, but the opportunity of getting his equipment back and then some was too good. With a sigh he moved to work his magic on the lock squinting as he worked his claw in, listening for the clicks before stepping back to open the gate.
The gnoll stepped out of the cell before looking over where the guards were sleeping, "Pratk is my name. Let's grab loot and leave."
Kayed frowned as he followed the gnoll, yet again hissing in a low town, "Kayed...but once we're out we separate...I'm not looking for a partner."
Pratk ignored the kobold in favor of moving down the corridor to prop open a wooden door carefully waiting there for the kobold to look inside the room where chests full of contraband awaited them. Opening the chest the kobold began fishing for his packs and pouches taking them along with his cloak that they had so rudely stolen. Meanwhile the gnoll behind him seemed to be fishing for his own equipment. He couldn't really tell what the game was with the gnoll, whether or not he wanted an extra pair of arms to carry loot so he could betray the kobold, or if he actually wanted a partnership, either way Kayed wouldn't be sticking around for too long after they got out of the city. He could even give the overgrown mutt the slip inside the city.
Once the pair had stuffed their pockets and their equipment was safe they made their way out, gnoll first. Pratk then checked the corridor before heading on through the guard post, checking and snorting as he saw the two guards still sound asleep, snoring and about to fall over. Heading up the steps and out of the door he checked around the torch lit cobblestone streets. No one, not even a guard stationed outside, or at the very least the patrol was gone. Signaling his new found friend he stepped out into the darkness before looking over to see Kayed rushing past him apparently eager to leave. Pratk himself moved quickly and was soon just behind the kobold, taking his lead in heading out to the city gate, both of them stopped upon seeing a fully manned gate. Two non-humans wandering in the middle of the night would be suspicious enough, they'd never be able to get out of the city without some sort of violence.
While the kobold cursed quietly, Pratk was already heading to the guards, hands at his side, hulking form lit only by the moon until he stepped into view of the guards standing by torches upon the city inner walls. Though it would give him time to slip out himself, the gnoll would surely be taken back. Already he could see three guards gathering to question the gnoll. Was the gnoll expecting him to do something? Kayed was planning on leaving the gnoll behind, not taking him home like some sort of stray animal. The beast was a fool for trusting Kayed, a fool that had risked himself for Kayed's sake. His heart was small and desired only gain, but he wasn't entirely evil, plus he had an idea that wouldn't endanger his own scaled hide too much.
Pratk stood before the three humans, hands at his side, the captain of the guard asking him for reasoning as to why he should be let out of the city. He could tell that the guard was probably going to put him back in that cell just for looking suspicious. Pratk would just have to hope that kobold had some form of heart, or at the very least some form of loyalty. It was with that stray thought that the ground began to tremble and the building next to them erupted in flame taking the attention of two of the guards. Kayed then pounced upon the guard left while Pratk turned to knock both of the distracted guard's senseless with a club he had taken from the jail before turning to see that Kayed had simply stabbed the captain in the throat, a move without mercy. He'd have to be careful with this one if they were going to be partners, that is, if the kobold had Pratk's tail anywhere in his future plans.
With a cloud of flame lighting the night sky at their backs, Pratk and Kayed traveled away from the city together in silence. After their pace slowed down and the fire that Kayed had caused was just a small light in the distance, Pratk asked, "Does this mean we're partners now."
Kayed snorted, "Your bags have more space than mine...don't think I did it out of kindness, and you'll be paying me back for the material used in that bomb of mine." he then turned his head away, sniffing, "Those are expensive you know."
Pratk grunted, "You should be thanking me though. The guards would have seen your little trick without my bulk blocking their sight."
The kobold hissed and turned to look up at that gnoll as they walked, "I could have slipped out by myself easily, I'm small and there are many holes out of cities like that, idiot. You could have gotten yourself killed."
Rather than retort and return the venom that the kobold seemed to be spitting, Pratk snickered, "Cute...you were concerned about me. I could have killed them myself you know...I was planning on it, but you stepped in yourself just to make sure I was okay, so maybe I should be thanking you for being so sweet on me."
Kayed felt his cheeks burning underneath his scales, his shoulders tensing, "I care about you? No, just about the stolen goods in your sack."
It was at this point where Kayed could slip into the woods and make his escape. He could take one of the bag's from the gnoll and just leave, but then again, his body was just a bit sore from all of the action that had happened during the day and he needed someone strong to heft all of that stuff so instead he'd tell the gnoll to leave once they got to his hideout, "Come on then...we'll head to my den, but once we unpack and divide the goods, you leave."
They traveled in pure silence after that, only stopping once they were outside of his den in the middle of the woods. A hollowed out stump that Kayed had to push aside to reveal a staircase. Heading down the stairs they found themselves in a cave of sorts the kobold had used as a base of operations, except, everything was ruined. All of the furniture he had gathered and placed here and there were toppled over. Rushing past the gnoll, he found himself in the storage room where all of his hoard had been put into, and yet again all of it was gone with only a strange clear substance dotting the floor. Gripping at his horns he hissed and scowled, "All gone! Everything! This place is a mess! I couldn't have been gone for more than a few weeks! All the traps are gone too ohhhh...I need a drink..."
Pratk heard the kobold complaining from the main den, ears twitching as the kobold cursed, suddenly though with a loud yelp the kobold's voice was replaced by the sound of swishing water and something like mashed fruit. Raising a brow the gnoll called out, "Hey! Kayed...you alive back there?"
Again there was only the sound of something oddly sticky coming from the storage room Kayed had entered. With a growl Pratk moved further into the den, peeking around the corner and into the storage room before containing both gasp and laughter. Kayed was being held up by a strange creature made of slime, a pesky ball of the stuff propped on the low ceiling holding the kobold inside of the clear goo that made up the slime's body. Kayed himself had just managed to tear his head from the goo to snap, "Kill this thing! It's literally eaten everything I own! Damnable pests, almost as bad as gnomes."
Pratk thought about moving, but instead he just stood there while the slime creature ate away at Kayed's clothing eyes admiring the nude form of his friend. The kobold yelped as suddenly he felt his rear being poked and prodded by the slime he was stuck in. He could feel cool gel wrapping around his member as well, searching every part of his body. No matter how much he struggled he couldn't get himself free from it and the gnoll seemed to be proving to be useless by just staring, staring at his naked body. Flustered and practically pleading he called, "Pratk come on! Take me from this damn thing and kill it!"
Pratk snorted and moved warily around the slime, he wasn't sure how to deal with such a creature, let alone kill it, but the very least he could do was get his new partner out of the goo before the kobold ended up like the clothing, if that was possible. Testing the surface of the creature he tapped his claws against it. It gripped on to his digits tightly, but nothing more. It didn't pull him in, or even try to get further on him, it only seemed to just hold on to his finger. When he pulled away he managed to get out of the grasp with a pop. He then pushed his hands into the slime, gripping on to the kobold's shoulders firmly before pulling. Kayed's upper half slid free from the creature before suddenly being held firmly at the hips. At this point Pratk let out a breath, not expecting the slime to give this much resistance. He could see that his little kobold friend was desperate to get fully out of the slime, but then he realized, perhaps he could use this to his advantage, "Kayed...you said that we would go our separate ways after this...then perhaps I should just leave you stuck here."
Kayed flailed before catching himself on the slime, his lower half being felt over in strange ways, his cock growing hard inside of the slime much to his embarrassment, "Leave me here? Are you joking? You were helping me just a bit ago!"
Pratk snorted, "Well, you wanted to take most of the coin and deny my partnership, but now it seems like you really need me, and I have some leverage over you...so how about this. We're partners and you let me take first pick of our loot, in return I'll get you out of the slime and I'll even take you home. Doesn't that sound good?"
Kayed tried to snarl, but instead let out a high pitched squeak as he felt something sticky and cold push inside of his rear, "Bastard!" but despite his cursing and struggling, he had no other option. He'd rather not see what prolonged exposure to a slime like this would do. Looking away from the gnoll he submitted, "Fine. I'll do it." It was then that he felt something thick and warm touch his cheek, looking over he saw the cheeky gnoll grinning doggishly at him. Pratk had taken his cock and planted it firmly against Kayed's cheek, the red throbbing thing already dripping pre, adding to the mess. Kayed struggled further, "Are you mad! Get me out of this and put away your cock yo--"
The kobold's words were cut short by a fat canine cock stuffed into that maw. Wide eyed, Kayed thought of biting upon that thick and salty piece in his mouth, but his thoughts were interrupted by the gnoll's voice, strong hands gripping at the kobold's horns, "You could bite...you could save yourself the embarrassment, and I could just leave you here...besides, don't think I didn't see your little hard on...you're loving this, so let's enjoy ourselves, partner."
Kayed groaned around the gnoll's cock, his rear being assaulted by the encroaching slime. He found himself easily able to take the gnoll's abuse of his mouth, his tongue eventually working around the beast's knotted member, wanting so badly to get this over and be free of the slime's grasp. At the same time with a shaky hand he moved to cup the gnoll's balls, squeezing lightly, hoping that it would help the idiot cum. A part of himself was enjoying this situation far too much. Held down against his will inside of some strange creature while his mouth was being assaulted by a gnoll manhandling his horn and maw.
Pratk himself was already close from just a few thrusts. It had been too long since his last orgasm, his last time enjoying the pleasures of the flesh. Now that he thought about it, he could have more than just the kobold's warm maw on his cock, he could instead ruin the kobold's insides and mark him as the gnoll's property. Fueled by his lustful thoughts, Pratk thrust and snarled, knot pushing into that maw as he closed his eyes to fantasize about fucking a tight hole, practically breeding the poor kobold's mouth. He didn't even seemed to care the kobold was struggling more now, claws digging into his thighs, but even those clawing motions grew weak as the kobold's will was destroyed by the slime slowly filling his rear, and the powerful gnoll stuffing his throat.
Finally the gnoll stopped thrusting, stopped abusing the poor kobold's mouth, but when Kayed tried to pull himself away he felt those strong hands hold him in place, his snout firmly pressed against the gnoll's crotch. Again he tried to pull away only to feel that massive thing in his mouth twitch violently, hot spurts of cum soon filling his maw. His tongue was being stained by the gnoll's seed, that thick salty stuff practically sticking to his tongue before being forced down his throat, the gnoll pulling out only to cover his face in the stuff, shaming him further and marking him like some sort of bitch. At the same time he felt so close not just from the slime invading his rear and tugging upon his cock, but from the fact that he had been abused so thoroughly. He didn't even try to spit out the thick stuff that had invaded his mouth so forcefully, in fact he swallowed dutifully and opened his maw to catch some of the stuff dripping from his snout, "Ah I uh..." before he could regain his senses, he was pulled free from the slime and his the goo that had been firmly pressed into his rear was replaced by the gnoll's thick member pulsing inside of his ass. Kayed groaned out and shivered at the feeling of the gnoll's arms holding him in place while the beast lowered him on to that spear before suddenly thrusting in fully, that knot kissing at his tail hole already. Kayed gasped and his toes curled, his claws digging into fur, not to claw, but to hold on to something while his mind was being assaulted with pleasure. He was going to throw this beast away? No! He would need to find some way to tame him so he could have more of this, but perhaps he was the one being tamed.
Pratk snarled as he began pumping his thick cock inside of the kobold again and again, driving that thick thing in with as much force as he could muster, practically using the small scaled creature as a sex sleeve. Again and again he pulled the kobold down on to his cock, snarling, hips trembling as already he felt himself so close. The desire to knot and breed the smaller male was mounting, rising as a heat that burned in his gut and crotch. Again that heat intensified, moving through his shaft as he thrust in harder his own pleasure growing tenfold from the once uppity kobold's bitch moans. One last time, one last time he thrust in that sweet tight hole to knot it, that tight rear that hugged around his cock so well. Now he looked between them, tongue lolling as he panted, red eyes watching the kobold's body tremble, that meager kobold cock spurting in a weak orgasm just as Kayed groaned out. Pratk could only grin as he began grinding himself to finish, snarling as he felt that tight rear milk his cock, hot cum spurting free from his cock, coating those insides with his seed, marking that bitch of a kobold, marking his 'partner.'
Kayed could scarcely believe what had just happened. Panting he brought his head from the gnoll's chest, "I-idiot...you could have just pulled me out...we could have done this at your home."
Pratk now calm from his sexual rampage grunted, "It was enjoyable, nothing lost...besides, don't we need to get rid of the monster on the wall?"
Kayed sighed, "Fucking...just ignore it...let the stupid thing have my home."
Almost as if the creature was listening to them, it spat out Kayed's cloak, at least leaving him with some form of clothing. Kayed stared at the cloak in his hands and turned his head back at the slime, "Hrm...guess these things aren't as mindless as I thought...that would just mean it was fucking with me, but whatever...like I said let it keep this and just...just take me to your place. I'm exhausted mutt..."
Still knotted with one another, Pratk poked his cold nose again Kayed's snout, "Partners?"
Kayed sighed, his eyes closed as he pushed the gnoll's head away, "Yes...no--"
Again his mouth was silenced, but this time by the gnoll's tongue pushing into his mouth, a deep kiss shared between the two for a moment, the kobold's hands moving to stroke against the gnoll's muzzle. When finally they separated the kobold only whispered, "Just take me to your home..."